50 SHADES of EROTICA: Mega Collection of 50 Erotic Stories by Lexi Hunt

seating his cock deep inside her.  Brenda’s guttural scream was primal, bringing an animal lust to Hal that he was unfamiliar with.  He could tell that his thrust was painful, but Brenda seemed to revel in it and she cried out for more.  After one or two strokes he felt her loosen up and she began to meet his thrusts, her eyes wide and wild, and the dildo pounding in and out of her pussy with equal force.
     
    “Fuck me harder!” Brenda screamed.  She was thrashing on the bed in a frenzy, her hips jerking up to meet his every thrust.  Hal had no idea what was going on, but he wanted desperately to figure it out so he could do it again…this was incredible. Brenda was cumming and she told him so in terms he had never heard her use before, and her nails raked his back as she abandoned her toy and hammered the small of his back with her tiny heels.  Hal erupted deep inside her, the tip of his glans planted firmly against the convex surface of her cervix.  Brenda screamed and came a final time before subsiding beneath him.
     
    “Holy fuck!” Hal gasped as he collapsed atop his exhausted wife.  Brenda wrapped her arms and legs around him and clung to him as if she was drowning. They lay quietly for twenty minutes or more before Hal tried to move.  Brenda stubbornly clung to him, refusing to let him take his half flaccid penis out of her pussy.  He let his full weight rest on her and she seemed to welcome it.
     
    Brenda had no idea how long she had been asleep, but when she awakened, Hal was still lying on top of her.  She snuggled her face up to Hal’s ear and began to whisper into it, nibbling at his earlobe until he was awake and listening to her.
     
    “I’m going to take the kids over to Mom’s for the weekend,” she whispered, “I want you to cancel the reservations for tonight baby…tonight I want you to fuck Melissa for me.”
     
    Hal was shocked wide awake.  “What the hell?” he asked.  “What makes you think Melissa will want to fuck me?”
     
    “Give me a break Hal,”  Brenda said wryly, “for god’s sake, she flaunts her tits at you every chance she gets and she’s all  but naked when she comes over to babysit.  I know for a fact she shows you’re her pussy every chance she gets and she rubs all over you.  What does she have to do, get down and blow you or give you a written invitation?”
     
    Hal stared at his wife.  “And what are you going to do while I fuck her?”
     
    “I’m going to watch from the closet until I decide if I want to play too,” Brenda said archly, lifting her toy and licking at the tip. “I might just stay in there and watch, or I might come out and cheer you on.”  She gave him a wicked smile.  “Or I might just come out and fuck her myself.”
     
    Hal shivered.  Whatever the hell had gotten into Brenda, he wished he could bottle it…he’d be able to retire.
     
    Melissa showed up promptly at seven o’clock, dressed to kill as she always was.  Her tank top was cut high on her flat belly and her breasts held the thin tee shirt material away from her skin.  Tonight she was even barefoot.  “Hi Mr. Tomkins,” she said in a playful voice.  She leaned back against the doorpost, in no rush to go inside to meet Brenda.  She loved teasing this good looking man…she loved it when his cock swelled inside his pants when she teased him, and she wished she could get him alone for a while.  He made her hornier than the guys at school did.
     
    “Brenda’s not here right now Melissa, there’s been a change of plans,” Hal said, “would you like to come in so I can explain it to you?  Would you care for a drink?”
     
    Melissa’s face brightened, and her voice became softer, more seductive.  “Your wife isn’t home?” she asked, her hand going to the front of his shirt.
     
    “Uh, no, she should be back in forty minutes or so.”
     
    “Sure Mr. Tomkins,” she drawled, “I’d love a drink.”  The back of her small hand grazed