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Oh What a Wicked Web
Part-1-of-3
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I have to tell somebody this story. I got a really weird phone call the other day. After the conversation was over, I was absolutely livid. I am not a vengeful person, but I was furious after receiving this particular call.
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Let me back up and start from the beginning.
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My name is Victoria and I'm engaged to marry Justin Stewart, my high school sweetheart tomorrow afternoon. I just turned 20-years-old, I'm 5-foot 7 and weigh about 135 lbs. I'm not trying to sound vain or conceited, but I am pretty hot looking according to all the guys that have tried to get into my panties over the years. Lots of guys showered me with their attention but I always knew Justin was the only one for me.
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I have some pretty spectacular breasts, I really do. They are definitely my best asset, full, firm and proud, my 36C's have nipples that get like huge rubbery erasers when they get hard. I'm deeply tanned with sexy tan lines, a tummy that is washboard flat and toned, long sexy dancers legs and a gorgeous tight firm little butt. Justin always tells me it’s perfect. He loves to pinch and goose it all the time. I keep my little kitty trimmed with a little landing strip patch of hair at the top of my slit and Justin always said I have the prettiest little pussy in the world.
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I'm a natural blonde, my hair is to my shoulders and I have bangs. I'm a blue-eyed country girl from Fort Worth, Texas and spend most of my free time in my parent’s backyard by the family’s swimming pool in my bikini sunbathing. I'll admit, I'm a little lazy, and love goofing off and working on my tan. I'm a spoiled little girl I guess. I do work a little part time job at the pharmacy by our house, but Justin owns a refrigeration and air conditioning business and always said he wanted a stay home wife, so I know my working days were coming to an end soon.
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Long ago when we first got serious, at my insistence, we both agreed to some pre-marital rules and I had no intention of breaking them. I'm really a good girl, and consider my morals a virtue, but you might not think so after reading this story. It was very important to me that we both remained virgins until our wedding night and that we both remained monogamous and faithful forever.
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Justin had been so sweet, patiently waiting for our first attempt at intercourse. It was a struggle for both of us, but he knew how important this was to me. He knew I came from a strict religious family, and was a traditionally raised, small town girl. Waiting for my wedding night means just about everything to me. Like a fairy tale, it was going to be perfect, I really believed in it. He knew I was adamant about not going all the way and this has caused many an argument, but being faithful and being a virgin to each other was something I would not relinquish.
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I’ve had to hold him off with blowjobs and hand jobs for the last year and a half, even allowing him to lick on my kitty a few times, but absolutely no penetration. And I’ve never allowed him to see me completely nude either. When I had to please him orally or allowed him to please me orally, I was especially shy about it and insisted that we remained at least partially clothed or in a dark.
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Don't get me wrong, I wanted the penetration too, I'm not a complete prude. Sometimes when he slurped on my clit, it took every ounce of restraint I could muster up to stop it there. I fantasized about how it would feel on our wedding night and it just gave me a powerful incentive to wait.
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We discussed pre-marital intercourse and after some long discussions, Justin reluctantly agreed to wait until our honeymoon. He promised me I would be his first and only and I promised him I was his and his alone forever. I loved him even more for making that sacrifice for me.
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Well, one night recently, I finally screwed up. In a moment of weakness, after promising myself over and over that I’d save it for my marriage all this time, I let Justin have me for both our first time ever.
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That night, after he slurped and licked on my tight little shaved pussy at his apartment for about 30-minutes, I crumbled. As I lay there basking in the after glow of my orally induced orgasm, Justin, still unrelieved and erect, mounted me. I tried to push him away at first, telling him to stop, but he said he wouldn't do anything more than touch the tip to my pussy lips. He promised he wouldn't put it in, saying that he just wanted to rub the tip of his swollen cock around my pussy lips for just a second and then he would stop. But moments after he touched me, I fell apart like a cheap suit.
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I couldn't help myself. It felt so damn good having his cock opening and spreading the lips of my little virgin pussy for the very first time. I wanted to tell him to stop, I really did, but in the heat of the moment, I allowed him to probe just a little to see what it would feel like. Then I just couldn't get the word ‘stop’ to come out of my as I let him continue to push the head in and out. After a few minutes of teasing my little virgin slit, I was so lost. I couldn't believe how good it felt. While he teased my pussy with just the tip of his stiff 6-inch cock, only poking and nudging the tip in I groaned and succumbed to the pleasure and finally grabbing his ass. I pulled him against me, forcing him in all the way. At first, it really hurt bad as I felt my hymen tear, but in the next 2-minutes of his furious pounding before he cummed, I realized how good it felt and what I had been missing. I just wished he had lasted a little longer.
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Afterwards I felt so guilty and ashamed. In just 2-minutes of lust, I had destroyed my childhood fantasy of being a virgin bride married to a virgin husband. I was really saving myself for my wedding night and then just threw it all away for a couple of minutes of sin. I cried and blamed him, but he said that he was planning on stopping but I pulled him in. I felt even guiltier knowing it was me that had actually broken our pact. Justin did his best to console me. He was so sweet and said as far as he was concerned he was still marrying a virgin. Honestly, it made me feel a little better and I loved him even more for understanding.
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The next few weeks everybody was so busy. My mom and my sisters were helping me with the wedding arrangements and I was so excited. Rehearsal dinners were planned, visits to the priest, caterers, limo companies, everybody was working so hard.
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That particular day was more hectic than usual but I still had a found few minutes to spare. I was exhausted so I was getting a much-needed short nap at home alone. Then I heard the phone ring.
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"May I please speak to Victoria," a female voice said.
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Not recognizing the voice, I replied, "This is Victoria, who is this?"
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The woman on the other end continued, "Victoria, you're probably not going to remember me, but we used to go to school together. This is Ashley Reece."
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"Oh, hi Ashley, of course I remember you, how are you doing?" I replied.
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I remembered Ashley Reece. She was in some of my classes and while we had never been real close friends, I immediately remembered the time I had ‘rescued’ her from a couple of stupid mean schoolboys, taunting her and calling her a ‘bitch’ one day. She was in no real danger, but after I chastised the boys as fools and losers, they never bothered her again. I was kind of popular in school, being a cheerleader and the girlfriend of a football player, so those guys respected me enough to leave her alone.
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Ashley was a very plain girl, a little chubby and wore too much makeup back then. But she minded her own business, was a very good student and was grateful that I stood up for her. I remember her crying as we left her tormentors, walking away hand in hand. She thanked me over and over saying if there was ever anything she could do for me, to let her know.
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"I'm okay...uh...can you talk for a second, I need to tell you something?" she finally cautiously replied.
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"Sure Ashley, what's up," I quizzed her kind of interested now.
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Ashley went into this long sad story about how things didn't work out at school and that she had dropped out and moved to Dallas. She told me her mother had called her last month and mentioned that my wedding notice was in the Fort Worth Star Telegram. Then after congratulating me on finally marrying Justin, she said she always knew we would end up together. As she rambled around for a while, I patiently listened for the reason for her call.
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"Well Victoria, please don't think bad about me, but I kind of ended up dating a guy that runs an escort service in Dallas, in fact I kind of work for him too," she finally blurted out now silently waiting for my response.
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I was shocked and didn't know how to respond, was she telling me she was an escort now? A prostitute?
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"Victoria, are you still there?" Ashley asked due to my silence to her shocking declaration.
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"Go on," I said as I just listened amazed with this story.
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"He was telling me that he got a call for an escort the other day, for a bachelor party in Fort Worth this weekend for a bachelor named Justin Stewart. Victoria, I knew right away it was your Justin," she reluctantly told me.
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I was stunned by what I was hearing. This couldn't be true. Not my Justin. He would never even consider this. He knew how I felt about waiting, monogamy and being faithful to each other. She must be mistaken.
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After the shock settled in, I finally responded to her silence.
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"Ashley, it must be another Justin Stewart, I don't believe this, my Justin would never do this to me," I pleaded defending him and our relationship.
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"No Victoria, I checked it out myself, it's your fiancée, I'm sure of it," she spoke almost as if she felt sorry for me.
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Answering all my questions about this event, Ashley went into great deal about the arrangements and what was expected to happen. I couldn't believe that he would do this behind my back. He’d already told me that they had already booked a room at the Holiday Inn on I-20 near the Parks Mall and were just going to get drunk and hang out playing poker the night of his bachelor party.
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After hearing all the details, I was shocked, it was Justin all right. He had personally lined up a prostitute to cater to him, his 4-groomsmen and best man this Friday at a local hotel, which I already knew he had reserved for his little bachelor party.
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Oh What A Wicked Web
Part-2-of-3
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The arrangement was for the escort to provide sexual services to each of his friends and himself. I was incensed, my stomach was queasy and I felt betrayed. My fiancée was planning on cheating on me 2-nights before our wedding. I told you before, I am not a vengeful person, but I was furious after this call.
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I managed to thank Ashley and get off the phone before I started crying. Once I started, I cried until I was exhausted. Then I dried my tears and plotted my revenge. If this were what he wanted, then he would pay for it. That bastard planned on having sex with a prostitute less than 48-hours before I married him. I hated him for this.
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The next day I called Ashley back and we had a long discussion. She candidly told me, that she’d never meant to hurt me, but she felt that I should know. She told me she had never forgotten the day that I stood up for her in school.
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I already had some kind of a plan in my head, not completely thought out yet, but some kind of revenge plan. I hadn't figured out quite all the details, but if Ashley would help me, I would get some revenge. I asked Ashley if she could arrange to get the booking for herself but she said she would never hurt me by having sex with my fiancée.
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That's when I told her my plan.
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"Ashley, please take the booking. I’ll go in with you or in your place. If my fiancée thinks he can cheat around on me, then I’ll put a stop to it. I'll make him pay for this, I ‘d give him a bachelor party that he’ll never forget and teach him a lesson too," I told her.
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She giggled and said, "Okay listen, if you're really serious, I have an idea. There’s a scenario that we’ve done before at the service with new girls. Maybe we could work something out. We can both show up together at their room, I’ll pose as your non-working manager, tell them you’re a brand new girl, on your first outing and are very shy. We’ll tell them that you’re a married woman. You’re bored with your husband's sex and that you want to experience something new. We’ll tell them that you want to have some fun but you need to be discreet because you’re married. You wouldn't believe how many bored sex starved housewives actually do this. That way we can have you wear a mask to cover your face, put you in a dark wig and say all the action will be ‘one on one’ with just you in a very darkened room to hide your identity."
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"Perfect," I said. I really wanted to punish him for this. I couldn't understand how he could do this to me. I figured he’d be the first to use his ‘hired whore’ for the night, having the honors as the groom. Once he entered the room all I planned to do was see how far he would really try to go with a hired escort and then bust him royally. He wouldn't be able to deny his guilt and I’d rain my hostility down on his sorry ass until he begged for my forgiveness. If all went as planned, he’d never even think of cheating on me again once we got married.
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Friday, Ashley arrived at Justin’s apartment at 6-PM sharp Friday, where I was waiting for her. Justin had left hours earlier to meet his friends for his little bachelor party. We were supposed to be at his hotel room at 9-PM. In just the 3-short years since I had seen Ashley, she had really blossomed into a real ‘hottie.’ No longer chubby and with a makeover and some store bought boobs, she was gorgeously sexy. We started drinking wine and chatting about our plan when she pulled out a bag with some sexy costumes, some wigs and a huge Mardi Gras style mask.
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As we started on our second bottle of wine, I selected a long wig with bangs and raven black hair twice as long as mine. It fell to the middle of my back completely changing my blond look.
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The mask was huge, feathery and sequined, concealing my forehead, eyes, nose and cheeks. It completely hid my face and all that showed were my ‘whore red’ lipstick painted lips and chin.
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We tried on all 5-outfits that she brought before I chose the sluttiest one she had. High-heeled pumps, black fishnet hose with garters to match, a silky tiny black thong and lacy black bra to match. My huge firm boobs were spilling out the sides of it when I tried it on. With this outfit on, I didn't even recognize myself in the mirror. This would work I thought. I was so going to bust his ass.
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I put on a long ankle length overcoat to cover myself, put the mask in a bag, and then Ashley and I nervously took off for the hotel, now more than a little tipsy from the wine. Five minutes later we were parking the car.
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Justin's 4-groomsmen were all friends of his and ours from school. His best man was his married older brother Phillip.
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The groomsmen, Travis, Daniel, Connor and Bradley all knew me well. Travis was married, as was Phillip. Bradley, Connor and Daniel all had steady girlfriends. These bastards were all planning on cheating on someone. I knew all their wives and all their girlfriends. These were all his old friends since their high school football days. I could not believe they would do such a thing.
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Walking through the lobby of the hotel I was so nervous. Leading the way, Ashley told me to relax, "Sweetie, don't worry, nobody is going to recognize you. You don't even look like yourself."
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When we got off the elevator, I quickly put my mask on. When we found their room, Ashley knocked on the door and Bradley answered it. I was literally shaking, a combination of fear and too much wine.
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Bradley was casual and cordial and as usual acted like a complete gentleman, greeting us and politely ushering us into the room.
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When I saw Justin, I was furious. He stared at me with lust as I looked at him and his friends. I couldn't believe he was actually going to do this behind my back. I just glared at him from behind my mask, as he looked us over, completely unaware of who was really behind the mask, long coat and wig.
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The guys gathered around us and some quick introductions were made, me being introduced as Kimberly, and Ashley explained the rules to the guys. Nobody even remotely recognized me at all.
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Ashley took the lead, since she’d done this before she executed her part perfectly, "Okay, I'm here to night strictly as an observer, the money collector and for some security for Kimberly because this is her first time. I’m off limits so nobody will touch me. Understand guys? You boys are lucky, Kimberly here, is on her first outing. Each one of you guys is going to get a shot at her. We’re going to need the lights really dark in the suite. She's a little bit shy and insists on wearing the mask until she gets alone with each guy. But trust me guys...she is beautiful. Okay, it's going to be $150-per guy. You guys get ready and lets get this show on the road. I'll be back in a minute."
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Then Ashley came up behind me, untied my coat, and let it drop to the floor around my ankles. Justin had never seen me completely naked or in lingerie before, much less anyone else in my life. Exposing all my flesh to Justin and his friends in my drunken state made me blush proudly behind the mask and tingle from head to toe. I couldn't believe it, but I actually felt myself getting wet standing half naked in front of these 6-handsome guys.
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"Well, what do you guys think of our little married lady?" Ashley asked as their eyes bored holes into my flesh.
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The guys went crazy, moaning and groaning and saying how sexy I was. They whistled aloud, groaned to each other, slapped high 5's and practically drooled when they saw my body. As I watched Justin, surprisingly he seemed the most reserved of all, just looking and not being too animated.
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My partially clothed body flushed with excitement as I exposed myself so blatantly in the slutty lingerie. I could feel the tingle in my pussy as my panties got wet and my nipples immediately stiffened up while they gazed at me. All I could think of was to try to control my emotions until I caught him cheating.
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I never felt so sexy in my whole life as my fiancée and his friends stared at my half nude body dressed in this sexy lingerie.
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I always thought Travis was cute, 6-foot tall and built so well. His wife Susie was gorgeous and they seemed like the perfect couple.
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Daniel was just flat handsome, about 6-foot tall also, I always thought he was a very good looking guy and his girlfriends changed quickly so I knew he played around a lot.
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Connor was probably Justin's best friend. He was a cutie for sure. He always innocently flirted with me a lot and teased me, saying how lucky Justin was. He was about the same height as the others and was in really great shape too. His girlfriend Cindy was my best friends and was going to be my maid of honor.
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Phillip, well even though he was 2-years older than Justin, they were almost twins. He had been married to Kathy for 3-years and they had their second child on the way.
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Bradley was the different one of the group. He was black and a little taller, about 6-foot 4-inchesl, handsome, friendly and sweet, he was always the gentleman and had a sweet girlfriend named Shandra.
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Travis, Daniel, Phillip and Connor were cavorting around acting like such perverts, whistling and flirting. I couldn't believe they were so crude and nonchalant about this. Justin and Bradley were at least was acting a little more like a gentleman, mostly just looking as Ashley explained the rules.
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My future brother in law, Phillip was actually unconsciously rubbing the bulge in his pants as he leered at my body. What a sleaze he was. I’d always respected the way he treated his wife around us, but now he was showing his true colors.
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For the first time since knowing them, I noticed how similar all these guys were in size, weight and height.
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Ashley took me by hand and led me to the bedroom. I felt myself even shake my ass at the guys as I left the room, but still I was never so nervous and scared in my life. She turned off all the lights and closed the drapes enough so you could just hardly see in the room.
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Whispering in my ear, "Have fun and make him pay for this. You need to set his ass straight tonight sweetie," she said and left the room.
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I was sitting on the edge of the bed, in the dark room with my mask still on, when Justin entered. It was so dark that I could just barely make out his figure. As he walked in, he immediately unzipped his pants and stood in front of me. No shame and no remorse, he was anxious for this. He didn't even act the least bit guilty as he prepared to have sex with a stranger just 2-nights before our wedding. I guess his vow to me meant nothing. I reached out and felt his familiar body. In the dim light his hard cock was just barely visible, bobbing in front of my face as I dropped to my knees. Because I was a little drunk and kind of turned on I thought I’d just do this for a minute before exposing who I really was.
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My head reeling from the wine, and without a single word being said, I took Justin into my mouth. , I had given him many blowjobs in the past so I could get married with my virginity intact, but suddenly I didn’t recognize his cock. It seemed larger tonight, bigger, thicker, longer and fatter. At first I was just going to see how far he would go, but this was so exciting that I found myself so turned on that my pussy was literally dripping. I just held him in my mouth and savored his cock for a few seconds. A few seconds turned into a couple of minutes and I found myself so wet, I began touching myself.
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Oh What a Wicked Web
Part-3-of-3
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There were actual drops of wetness on my pussy lips as I diddled with myself with my fingers. I suddenly realized that I was enjoying this role-playing and that I wanted more. Releasing Justin from my mouth, I quickly scampered up on the bed on my hands and knees and backing up, I presented my bottom to my fiancée. I was so excited that I figured I could take this just a little farther before I busted Justin.
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Grabbing my hips, He entered my almost virgin pussy from behind and slammed his cock to the depths of my soaking wet pussy as hard as he could. Then he immediately began pounding deep and hard. I was overcome with lust as he used my pussy to please himself. Pumping deeper and deeper, I groaned, pushing back as hard as I could as he stroked to my depth. We were both breathing in grunts and squishing, as slapping noises filled the bedroom. I loved every minute of it as he stuffed me to the balls. I was blind to everything around me, concentrated on my pleasure as he fucked me for all he was worth. I had never felt anything so good in my life. Feelings washed over me and I got lost in the moment until I heard him groan and spray the inside of my pussy with his cum.
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I was so close to cumming, so close, if he’d only lasted 30-more seconds I would have cum all over my fiancées cock. I was frustrated and needed my release so badly.
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As he zipped up and quickly left the room, still lost in the moment, I rubbed my clit furiously to get my much-needed orgasm before I went out to expose my identity and scold him in front of his friends. Still on my hands and knees on the bed, I rubbed my clit as fast as I could to get myself off.
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I know I should’ve left then, but I was so hot. I’d already done what I’d set out to do and should have left the room and confronted him. But for some reason I couldn't move from that bed until I cummed. With my ass still in the air, I ground my clit with my fingers until I felt another pair of hands grip my ass.
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Startled I heard a noise, when I turned my head around, all I could see a shape in the darkness. This wasn’t part of my plan.
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Without warning, a huge hard cock entered my cum soaked pussy again. I struggled to escape his grasp, but he held me firm while he pounded into my pussy long and deep. I tried to resist, but I was in such a state I couldn't stop. This was a monster penetrating my pussy. So thick and so fat, it stretched my pussy to the limit. I knew that I had one of Justin's friends deep in me and I knew how wrong this was, but I couldn't stop. It just felt too good. I knew I should stop but lust just took over and I allowed the pleasure to sweep over me.
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Whoever was behind me now was stirring emotions that I had never felt before, as he grabbed my hips firmly and pounded hard and fast like an animal. Within 30-seconds I was cumming on his cock. I groaned as I experienced my first vaginally penetrated orgasm. Smashing my ass back to his crotch, I shamefully allowed him to abuse my body. Waves of passion swept over my body and my pussy convulsed and spasmed on his hard fat cock.
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As I cummed, my knees buckled and I collapsed from the orgasm and sunk into the bed. Ashamed, I tried to get away from him but he roughly pulled me back to my knees and kept pounding away. For what seemed like 20-minutes, I couldn't help myself as a second, third, fourth and fifth wave swept over me. Unable to help myself, I rammed my pussy back against his deep thrust and cummed again and again until finally feeling him twitch and shudder as he exploded into my unprotected pussy.
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As he withdrew, I slumped to the bed, too exhausted to move, too spent to even compose myself and get up. Leaving abruptly, the guy was immediately replaced with another of Justin's friends in seconds. Whoever it was, he rolled me over on my back and pulled me until my head hung off the edge of the bed.
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My mask now discarded and weakly trying to regain my composure, I just let him slide his cock into my tilted mouth. As I accepted his cock, he reached down and twisted my nipples hard enough to bring tears to my eyes. He was exceptionally well endowed and was intent on forcing more into my mouth as one of his huge hands played with my swollen clit. As I gagged to accommodate him, he kept pinching my clit and twisting my swollen nipples, keeping me totally aroused. Again waves of pleasure rolled over me as he roughly touched me
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This guy was an animal, using me roughly and stirring my emotions to a blurry peak. In my drunken state I put my hands on his hips and was limiting his forceful ‘too deep’ thrusts into my mouth, when he finally spoke. "Take my cock baby deep; suck it deep in your throat. Open up and swallow it to the root and then I will fuck you soooooooo good," he whispered sexily to me.
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I knew immediately that the deep baritone voice belong to Bradley. My husband's black friend had an absolutely huge cock. I'm guessing he was 10-inches long and so unreal thick as he tried to force it into my throat. I gagged, I sputtered and I choked on his thick black cock as he manhandled me like the whore I was pretending to be.
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Frustrated by my attempts to swallow his huge cock, Bradley dragged my limp body off the bed and positioned me on my knees on the floor. Then he sat on the edge of the bed and forced my face down to his lap again. I took the head of his cock in my mouth almost gratefully. Now the fat blunt head was hitting the back of my throat as I stretched my mouth open to accommodate his girth. Holding my ears and head firmly, Bradley shoved deep into my mouth, forcing the tip of his cock into my throat. Holding me like that, he just fucked long deep strokes until he had it deep in my throat.
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"That’s the way baby, swallow my cock, take it all," he grunted.
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Lost in my passion and inebriated state, I obeyed. Gagging deeply, I opened my throat until I felt my nose pressed into his kinky pubic hair. Bradley was just using my throat to satisfy his big cock and for some reason I thought of Shandra doing this to him.
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Bradley pumped a few more times and then seemingly satisfied with my efforts, he pulled out, lifted me onto the bed, and laying me on my back.
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Crawling between my legs, he grabbing me by my ankles, and placed my feet up on his shoulders. Then he pushed forward until my knees pressed obscenely against my chest. Even though it was pitch black in the room, I had never felt so exposed and so vulnerable in my life. The juices and cum from my pussy had oozed down to my ass crack and I was sloppy wet as I felt Bradley's huge hard cock fumbling around my pussy and ass hole. Helplessly, I was humping my pussy forward now trying to get his hard cock in it. I was so horny and lost to the lust that my body wanted.
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What happened next, I will never forget. Instead of taking my anxious hot needy pussy, Bradley pushed the head of his cock down lower, right up against my tight ass hole. In a panic, I squirmed beneath him trying to stop his entry, but Bradley just covered my mouth completely with his lips and slowly tried to ease it into me. Holding me so strongly and firmly, my ass was completely exposed and vulnerable.
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The pain was horrible at first, as I struggled against his strong arms to lower my legs and save my ass from being sodomized and ripped apart. Trying to scream out was impossible. His mouth covering mine smothered my pleas and whining. As he pierced my sphincter and entered my ass I squirmed and twitched, fighting it all the way until he was finally buried in to his balls in me.
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At first the feel of his cock was unbearable. it burned so bad while he stretched out my ass that I thought I was going to die. Once it was in, Bradley didn't move it an inch as he sucked on my tongue and bit my lips. He must have held me like for 5-minutes until I realized that I was kissing him back. Somehow the pain hadn’t only vanished, but it actually felt good. Buried all the way in my ass, with my knees touching my breast, Bradley started to move ever so slowly. An inch at a time he would withdraw and then re-enter. His slow short strokes became precise and accurate gentle pumps that caused me to melt.
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My ass started bucking to meet his cock as he became more forceful with his thrusts. In the next couple of minutes, I completely relaxed and gave Bradley my ass as he pounded as deep and as hard as he could. There were no more short strokes, Bradley was long-dicking my ass fast and hard. He would pull out about 7 or 8-inches and then slide it back in until he bottomed out, making me grunt from the unique pressure and full feeling. After a few minutes of struggling to keep him from bottoming out, suddenly my ass relaxed and I locked my arms around my legs, holding myself totally exposed to his viscous assault.
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I wanted it deep now, deep hard and fast. He worked me like a piece of meat, pounding every single inch as deep as he could and I took it like a slut.
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It was different from my pussy, something inside of me clicked and I felt like I was going to pee If he didn't slow down or stop right now. I was losing control of my body and felt like I was going to expel something. I begged him to stop, but he just went faster and faster. Holding me tight, he made me realize I was not in control of my body anymore. Popping my ass deep and hard, I tried to hold it back, but I just started gushing squirts of fluid all over his chiseled stomach. Whatever it was, it just sprayed out forcefully and I lost control. I couldn't stop it, I squirted and squirted hot liquid ejaculations all over his chest as I felt it run onto my stomach and soak the bed. I almost passed out from the pleasure he gave me.
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Bradley groaned, my explosion was pushing him over the edge. Savagely, he yanked out and put his fat cock next to my face. Then he took his thumb and pried my teeth open so he could spray inside my open gaping anxious mouth. I opened wide to accept his cum as he shot a dozen ropes of thick cum onto my lips, tongue and mouth.
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"Swallow it baby, eat it up, treat me good now and I'll get back in line and do your pussy real good next time," he demanded.
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I had never swallowed Justin's cum before, always rushing to the bathroom to spit it into the commode, but I wanted it this time. I craned my neck forward and tried as hard as I could in the dark to greedily swallow every drop of his cum. Gulping and choking on it, Bradley must have given me 8-strong blasts until he mashed his swollen head to my lips and let me nurse and coax the last few drops out.
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As I lay on the wet soaked mattress with cum dripping off my face, Bradley withdrew and quickly left the room. Within seconds I felt another guy taking his place between my legs. My pussy was on fire as he shoved quickly his cock into me. Exhausted, but not satisfied yet, I barely had time to wipe my face clean on a pillowcase before the next guy was pounding his hard cock in and out of my pussy. I just held onto his strong back like an animal in heat and let me fuck me so good and deep.
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Things got blurry after that. I mean, I really can't remember what happened next. I knew I had drunk too much and screwed this up. All I know is that I willingly gave anything and everything to any man that came into the room.
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For the next 8-hours, Justin and his friends took turns taking me every way possible. One at a time, I gave up my ass, my throat and my pussy. After a while, I realized I wanted my ass fucked more than my pussy and would offer it up first hoping they would do it again. But whatever they wanted, I obliged. Finally, they quit coming into the room. At 5-AM Ashley came into the room and said the party was about over. I ached everywhere. Every hole I had and all my muscles were sore.
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Ashley told me all the guys were leaving happy, spent and totally exhausted. She told me she had collected $2,550-from them. That means I got fucked 17-times.
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"Victoria … Oh my God honey...are you okay...you look like hell, you got to get cleaned up before we leave," Ashley said as she turned on the shower.
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As I limped to the bathroom, reality setting in, I began sobbing. I never meant for this to go past Justin. I just wanted to catch him and his attempt at cheating on me, confront him and make sure he would never do it again. I don't know how things got so out of hand. I guess I at least knew the truth now. Justin was and would be unfaithful to me. That's all that mattered. I knew he was a cheater and that I could never trust him. I know you're saying, ‘well you were unfaithful too,’ but this would never have happened if he hadn't set up an escort service for his party.
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My pussy and ass were sore, my jaw hurt, my throat felt raw, my stomach felt really uneasy and unsettled after swallowing so much cum. I was sticky, gooey, achy and exhausted. A disheveled mess is what I saw when I looked in the mirror at myself. My wig crooked and plastered with cum, my lipstick smeared on my puffy swollen lips, dried cum splatters all over my face, cheeks, breasts and body. I couldn't believe what I had just done.
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"Ashley, things just got so out of hand. I never meant for it to go like this. I meant to stop after Justin, just to let him know he had been caught. I just had to know if I was marrying a cheater," I sobbed as I finally broke down in tears feeling so ashamed and guilty for allowing myself to be used by all his friends.
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"Victoria, Justin never even came in the room once even tonight. Not once, not all night. He talked to me the whole night while his friends visited you. All he talked about was how much he loved you and would never cheat on you. He said that he couldn't understand how these guys could cheat on their wives and girlfriends. I thought you wanted revenge by fucking his friends. I'm so sorry. Why didn't you tell me your plan was just to catch him?" she said as she held me.
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I just sat and cried; listening to the shower run while Ashley held me. My fiancée wasn't a cheater...I was.
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The end…
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