Chapter 3 My second marriage - Not what I expected

I was only eighteen when I got married the first time. We were high school sweethearts and all seemed right with the world until one night when a semi ran a red light and killed him on his way home from work. Suddenly while still in my late teens, I was widowed. I moved in with my mother and kept to myself for the first year after the accident, just trying to figure out what was next. I finally started going out with friends to some of the local bars just to socialize. Back then if you were over eighteen, you could buy beer so there were always a lot of people my age out and about. One night I met this guy who was a bit older than me but seemed so nice. I was charmed by his maturity because he didn’t act like the guys my age. His name was Terry and he was ten years older than me. When he first asked me out, he took me to nice restaurants and always treated me like a lady, telling me how pretty I was and paying for everything. When we began to sleep together he knew so much more about sex than my first husband, giving me pleasure like I hadn’t experienced and teaching me how to give him pleasure as well. It was a match made in heaven for the first six months but Terry liked to drink and hang out with his friends and one night everything changed.

He and one of his friends, a older guy named Gordon came in the house from a night at the bar and I was dressed for bed. They wanted to smoke some pot and he insisted that I join in, knowing it always made me horny. I was in a little shorty nightgown and just my panties with no bra. I told Terry I was going to go put a robe on but he told me that wouldn’t be necessary. He had no problem if his friend could see how young and sexy his wife was. I didn’t give it a second thought and sat between them. Gordon pulled out a joint that he already had rolled up and lit it before passing it to me. I took a hit and passed it to Terry. When he took a toke, he passed it back to me. It was obviously some fairly strong pot and with me in the middle, I was getting twice as much as they were which, thinking back was probably Terry’s plan.

In no time, I was completely stoned and lust leaned back into the couch. My nightie naturally slid up my legs and Terry reached over pulling the hem up to my waist, exposing my panties. He ran his hand down between my legs, teasing me as he told his friend “ My baby has the prettiest pussy, ain’t that right baby? Look at that thick young bush.” Then he said something I wasn’t expecting “Stand up and take off those panties baby and show the man your pussy.” At first I replied “Baby, you don’t want me to do that” although I was so stoned that the thought turned me on. Terry took my hand and pulled me up off the couch, moving me over in front of him. Slipping his hands up under my nightgown, he pulled my panties down and as they fell to the floor, I stepped out of them. Moving his arm between my legs, he pushed until I spread them slightly and he ran the side of his hand up my slit. I could feel how wet I was as he chuckled “Oh yeah baby, that’s nice.You’re ready aren’t you? Turn around and show Gordon your ass” My ass was always one of my best features, full and wide. I turned my back to them and pulled the nightgown up around my waist, to show them my ass. “Look at that “ Terry chided his friend “How’d you like to fuck that?” Gordon murmured “Yeah buddy!”

Turning back to face them, I could see Terry unzipping his pants. Pulling his cock out, he said “Watch my baby suck my dick. Come on girl, you know what to do.” As I dropped to my knees and began sucking him, he turned to his buddy and said “Come on man get those pants off. She’ll take care of both of us.” Gordon unsnapped his jeans, unzipping and pushing his pants down and off. As he kicked them aside, I looked over to see that he was fully erect. At a glance, I could tell he was quite a bit bigger than Terry. Seeing his cock excited me even more and I moved my hand over to stroke it as I sucked Terry’s dick even more hungrily. Terry lifted my head and pushed me toward Gordon as he got up off the couch. Moving over, I took Gordon in my mouth and started sucking him as Terry got down and guided his cock into me from behind. “Yeah baby, suck that dick!” He commanded as he began fucking me doggy style. I had never been as turned on as I was at that point and as Terry reached under me to rub my clit, I pulled Gordon’s cock back out of my mouth and cried out “Oh God!” as my orgasm hit. I could barely hear his voice in the distance as Terry pounded his cock in and out of me, shouting “Yeah baby, take that dick. Feels good to you, don’t it.” As the waves of pleasure began to wear off and I became aware once more, I could feel him stiffen inside me as he moaned and chanted “Oh yeah baby, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fill that sweet pussy full of cum!” Grabbing my hips, he shoved his cock all the way up inside of me and began dumping his load, filling me up with his warm, thick semen. He continued to as he climaxed “ Oh yeah baby, take it all. Goddamn baby that pussy feels so good.”

I continued sucking Gordon’s dick and as Terry softened and slipped out of me, he motioned for his buddy to take his place. Gordon pulled his cock out of my mouth and got up from the couch to move in behind me. Terry pulled me up far enough to slip my nightgown over my head so I was completely naked and said “Look at those Gordon, so big and firm Nothin like young tits.” Gordon reached up, slipping his hands around to squeeze my breasts before pushing me back down on all fours. I could feel him guiding the bloated head of his big cock into my pussy and I could feel my insides stretching as he began to penetrate me. I was slick from my own fluids and Terry’s cum but it was still tight. I had never had a cock that big. Gordon could tell, he probably had been through this before as big as he was. He eased a little in and then pulled back out, going slowly until my insides relaxed enough to accommodate his size. Slowly but surely he began fucking me in earnest. His big dick felt amazing and I could tell I was right on the verge of another orgasm.

Terry sat on the couch, stroking his cock which was getting hard again as he coaxed Gordon on “Oh yeah man, fuck her, fuck her good.” Turning his attention to me, he said “You like that big dick baby? I know you do.” He was completely hard again as he pumped his dick. “Tell me how it feels baby.” I was moaning as I whispered “It feels so good, it feels so fucking good.” Gordon began to join is saying “Yeah baby, your pussy feels amazing, I could fuck you all night. Would you like that baby?” Tell me would you like that.” I was too far gone to stop myself as I moaned “Oh God yes, fuck me baby. Fuck me!!” I could tell he was about to cum as his cock swelled and throbbed, stretching my insides until suddenly he erupted, flooding my pussy once more with hot, thick cum. Watching him cumming in me was too much for Terry. He reached over and grabbed my hair, pushing his dick between my lips and started cumming again, filling my mouth with his sperm as he panted “Yeah baby, take it all.”

As the night wore on, they both had their way with me a couple more times before Gordon got dressed and left. Terry passed out on the couch and I lay on the floor for awhile until I could find the strength to get up and go to bed. In the morning I woke up and remembered what happened. Terry was still snoring on the couch as I stumbled to the bathroom. My pussy ached deliciously as I got into the shower. When I finished cleaning up, I headed into the kitchen. Terry was up making coffee and mumbled “good morning”. He didn’t bring up the night before and I was grateful. I had to admit it was pretty amazing but I didn’t want to discuss it. I figured it was a one time thing and we could move on and forget about it. I would like to say that was the end of it but I would be wrong. I guess I just wanted to trust that he loved me and would be good to me. It turned out that Terry had more plans for me and it wasn’t about trust or love, it was about taking advantage.

We were out a few days later having some drinks at Terry’s favorite bar. I was sitting at a table nursing my second beer, which with me meant I already had a buzz. As usual Terry was at the bar with a couple of buddies, laughing and talking although I couldn’t hear their conversation. A few more minutes went by and one of his friends, Charlie headed out the door. I only knew Charlie through Terry but he was older than Terry and married. I had met his wife once before but we didn’t socialize with them. She was a housewife in her forties and didn’t seem to have much to say, especially to a twenty year old. Terry came strolling over to the table and said “Hey baby, it’s Charlie’s birthday and he’s not having a very good night. Why don’t you go out to his car and see if you can make him feel better.” I looked at Terry and asked “How am I gonna do that, he hardly even speaks to me.” Terry looked pissed for a second and then smiled “Look sugar, just do what I asked you to.” So I got up and went out to the parking lot to find Charlie.

Looking for his car, I found him parked around the side of the building. I tapped on his window and when he rolled it down I said “Hey Charlie Happy Birthday!” He smiled and said “Thank you honey. Why don’t you come around and get in” as he motioned to the passenger side.It was getting chilly and I thought that it might be warmer in his car so I walked around and got in. Charlie had an older classic car with bench seats and when I closed the door he slid over closer to me. “Terry said you weren’t having a good night and wanted me to come out and cheer you up.” I said, not realizing at the time what was up. “That sounds real good sweetie” he answered and before I could even respond, I suddenly noticed that he had his pants unzipped and his cock was out.. As I looked down, I could see he was already hard. He took my hand and pulled it over to his erection. “Charlie, what are you doing?“ I asked, kinda shocked by his brashness. “Aw baby come on” he pleaded “Terry told me you were always up for a good time. Can’t you just take care of old Charlie?”

I wasn’t sure how to react but I didn’t want to hurt his feelings and I sure didn’t want to piss Terry off so I wrapped my fingers around his cock and began to stroke it softly. “Oh yeah baby, that’s it” he whispered as he put his arm around my shoulder. Slowly he put pressure on my back, causing me to lean forward until my face was hovering over his crotch. “Suck it baby” he whispered “Suck my dick for me baby.” Not really knowing what else to do, I lowered my face and took him into my mouth. Charlie put his left hand on the back of my head and started moving his hips up and down slightly, sliding his dick in and out between my lips as I sucked and licked the head. Moving his right hand down my back, he pulled my dress up and slipped it into the waistband of my panties. Running his hand over my ass, he moaned “Oh yeah baby, suck that dick. Make old Charlie cum baby.” I could tell he was getting close so I raised up on my knees giving him better access to my bottom as I moved my hand up and down his shaft while I sucked the head of his cock. Moving his hand around to my belly, he pushed it back down into my panties and slipped his fingers into my pussy which by now was soaking wet. Grinding my clit against his palm, I moaned softly and that was all it took. He grunted loudly and his cock swelled between my lips as he began to cum. I sucked and swallowed, as he trembled and gave me every drop.

When he was finished, I sat back up and he just smiled and said “ That was the best birthday present ever. Tell Terry I appreciate it.” I was thinking “Damn, Terry didn’t just suck your dick.” But I didn’t say anything. I just got out of the car, straightened my dress and went back inside. When I took my seat, Terry came over and said “Hey baby, everything good? Was Charlie happy?” I just smiled and said “Yes Charlie is having a better birthday now.” I was starting to think something was up when Terry walked back over to the bar and high-fived his buddies. First our episode with Gordon and now Charlie. I was young and certainly was enjoying the physical attention but something just seemed out of place. When we went home later that night, Terry crashed without even kissing me good night. It was beginning to seem like our marriage was not all that loving, at least not on his part. I was doing things I never dreamed of to please him and he didn’t even acknowledge that. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy what we had done but I would have thought he could show some appreciation. But as I would find out, he wasn’t about appreciation, he was about what I could do for him.

After that it just became a routine, he would bring a buddy home, we would get high and then have sex. Eventually Terry stopped even participating. He would just sit and watch whatever friend he brought home have sex with me while he masturbated. Sometimes I enjoyed it and other times I just endured it. Some of the guys were sweet and gentle and would make it good for me too. Usually that was the case with older guys that I knew were married. The younger guys though were rough and inconsiderate and only seemed interested in getting themselves off. Terry, for his part had completely stopped have sex with me. When I would try to be romantic with him, he’d just have me strut around in my panties and then make me give him a handjob. I kind of enjoyed that because I loved doing it for him but we were no longer ever intimate.

One night it all became too clear what was really going on. He brought a friend home, which right away gave me some idea of where the evening was heading. They were both drinking and we smoke a joint. Terry’s friend began to make a move on me and I knew the routine so I played along. Things progressed to the point where we were on the floor and he was banging me pretty good. He had a nice cock and I had already cum once when he got up and told me to turn over. I rolled over and got on my knees, thinking he wanted some doggy style. I couldn’t see behind me but I heard him fumbling with his pants and the next thing I knew, he was squirting some kind of gel on my ass. My pussy was certainly wet enough and I wondered what he was doing until he pushed a slick finger into my ass. I looked up at Terry as I began to protest, saying “Hey wait, I don’t like that.” He looked back at me and put a finger to his lips as if to tell me to be quiet. In the mean time, his buddy slipped another finger inside of me, moving them in and out stretching and lubricating my asshole as he whispered “I paid for this ass, I’m gonna have it.” At that moment, it dawned on me exactly what had been going on. I started to pull away when Terry reached down and grabbed my arm, holding me as his friend slipped his cock up inside of me. His buddy moved in and out slowly and as uncomfortable as it was, my mind was suddenly focused on the fact that my husband was getting paid to let men have sex with me. I was furious inside and I wanted to get it over with so I rocked back as he fucked my ass and in just a few seconds he came inside of me.

When he slipped out, I got up and went to the bathroom. I stayed in there long enough for Terry’s friend to leave and when I came back, my husband was sitting casually on the couch. I picked up the nearest thing I could find, a miniature baseball bat we had gotten from a ball game we went to and I cracked him across the knees. He jumped and grabbed his legs but he was too drunk to move very quickly and I hit him again. “You motherfucker” I yelled “You’ve been charging guys to have sex with me? What, you think you’re a pimp now?” He was too drunk to move quickly as he tried to get up. Terry was a not a very big man and I shoved him back down on the couch. He threw his arms up to protect himself and I cracked him on the elbow. “Tell me the truth you son of a bitch.” I screamed. He started to whimper “Just stop hitting me!” I was shaking, I was so pissed. “Answer me motherfucker, were those guys paying you to have sex with me?” He started to cry “Yes” he sputtered “Yes they were paying me.” I wanted to kill him. “So you turned me into a whore when I thought you loved me.” He sobbed “I do love you!” I hit him across his upper arm “Get the fuck out!” I shouted “Get the fuck out now”. He scrambled up off the couch and ran staggering out the door.

The next morning I moved my stuff back to my mama’s, telling her that things just weren’t working out. I couldn’t tell her why and she didn’t ask. I realized then that I had to to leave. I couldn’t stand the idea of running into any of the guys that had actually paid Terry to have their way with me. I kept to myself during the separation and shortly after the divorce was final, I was headed to Florida with Judy.