The trader

[wishingiwaslucky]

It had been a bad morning on the floor. . My open positions were red and the market volatility instilled little confidence that I'd be up straight
any time soon. My best bet was to swallow my losses and a have a punt
on a banking deal that I'd overheard some details on at my "boys" club. Whilst illegal and certainly against the ethos of the establishment, all members can talk freely and no one will betray your trust, as I trader I have no qualms in using information to my advantage no matter who is caught in the crossfire.

It was 09:30 and I thought "Fuck it", I'd decided to head home. I made
my trades and went to my boss Hannah and told her of my plans. Hannah
was 5 years younger than me, good looking and a great pair of breasts
that she always tried to hide under her anonymous city suit. Hannah and I had a flirty relationship. I always wondered what she was like under her regulation pin stripes. She would hint that she knew I had a big cock and wanted it. Nothing ever happened; I was married and have an old fashioned "It's for life" view. I think Hannah knew nothing would happen so it was a safe course for her.

"It's only nine thirty, you can't leave". She sounded irritated and
was trying to assert some authority. I shrugged knowing there was
little she could or would do. I was her star trader. Last year I made
the bank over 20 million pounds Despite this mornings debacle and the
worst banking crisis in recent memory I'd already exceeded my targets
for this year.

I updated her on my open positions, strategy and made it clear there
was fuck all else I could do so I was going home to see my wife.

My wife, Amanda, and I had been struggling recently. About 16 weeks ago we found out she was pregnant. A shock to say the least as I'd had a vasectomy to stop this very thing happening. We have a boy already, Hector, and Amanda constantly bitched that it was diffilcult to run the house and raise a child and certainly did not want another, especially as I was never around. I tried to point out that the £5,000 she got each month to pay for the cleaner, au pairs and her Michellin star lunches was as a result of my job but she never listened. I left the office and jumped into a taxi to the station. If I hurried I could get the 10:30 train and be home for lunch.

The train was packed, some problem meant there were half the normal
coaches. I'd have to stand, why didn't I get myself a driver I wondered for the umpteenth time this year. As the train pulled out of the station I
thought about calling Amanda to say we could go out for lunch and have
a leisurely afternoon in bed. We'd not made love for 10 weeks as she was either too tired in the evening or not in the mood. I'd not had a wank in that time either so my balls were blue; to put it mildly.

The thought of stoking her hot pussy started to get me hard. After a
few minutes I could have sworn that I could feel her hot breath on my
tool. I looked down and found my crotch was directed towards an older, but very attractive, women. My 10 inches were making an obvious bulge in her direction. Rather than being offended she seemed to be enjoying the
view. At that moment she looked up and caught my eye. I had the
decency to blush and tried to mutter an apology. She just smiled and
began to yawn. As she yawned she stretched her arms and deliberately
rubbed her hand on my semi hard cock. She was visibly shocked when she
realised what I was conceling. It was then I decided not to call home
and concentrated on anything that would send my beast back to its
slumber.

Before I knew it I was at Brighton station. As I was getting off the MILF came up to me and asked if I was busy this afternoon. As she said
this she looked down at my crotch and blatently rubbed me. I flashed my wedding ring at her and tried to leave the platform without showing my semi to the world and his wife.

A short taxi ride later it was just after midday and I was home. I let myself in and was about to call out when I heard a moan from upstairs. It sounded like Amanda and sounded like the sort of moan I've not heard in a long time. I started to creep upstairs, feeling like an intruder in my own home.

I got to our bedroom and froze in my tracks. My wife was sitting on some guys face. Thankfully her back was to me but I could clearly see her grinding her hips. Then I looked at his cock. He was way smaller than me. This just added insult to injury. I was just about to rush in and beat the living shit out of this cunt when my trader instinct kicked in. Knowledge was power. This was some pretty serious knowledge. So it would give me some pretty serious power.

I made my way down the hall to my study. A couple of years ago when I
thought equities overpriced I invested a few million in an old master. Never told the wife that the picture in our room was worth 5 times more than our house, she'd have had a fit. The insurance company was more understanding. But did require some very heavy security in order for me to get a reasonable quote. Our bedroom was now a box that could Be locked down. More importantly it had conceled cameras covering the room. When I had it set up I also made sure that every angle of the bed could be covered. My idea was to make home pornos, the guy doing the set-up knew what was thinking and suggested a sound recording system too. It wasn't much extra so told him to turn the room into a TV studio. Now the cameras were going to be used as intended. But not with the actors I has planned.

 

[wishingiwaslucky]

I decided to take matters into my own hands. I crawled of his rod and told him to lie back. He tried to challenge me but I told him again, this time more firmly. It must have been the tone if my voice as this time he obeyed without question. Once he was ready I applied more lube and, lining up my hole, I plunged myself onto his manhood. Once I was full of his meat I began to rock back and forth and side to side trying to find the position that would hit my sweet spot. As I did this my fat dick rubbed across his torso his hair tantalizing my shaft and the underside of my glans. Suddenly I found it, the perfect position for his cock head to massage my mound.

I began to rock back and forth, causing a constant massage to be applied to my g spot. The feeling was much more intense than that supplied by Amanda's finger. My scrotum felt like it could not contract any more and my cock was getting darker as it became more engorged with excitement. The constant stimulation applied to the underside of my dick by his hairs only added to my pleasurable feelings. As my cock throbbed it began to release my pre cum. At first it was only a drop or two. After what seemed like a couple of minutes my cock slit began to resemble a leaking tap. On top of that my meat had taken on a dark purple hue and my erection was so hard it had actually lifted itself from his chest.

I could barely cope with the pleasurable sensations coursing through my body. I increased the speed at which I used my rear to massage Mark's cock. "Fuck I'm gonna cum" he sighed. "Not yet" I pleaded, "I need more time." Mark held out for a few more minutes as I desperately rode his pole. Suddenly he groaned and I felt his dick spurt his cream on my insides. This sent me over the edge and I too began to shoot my load. My anus contracted on the first spurt causing Mark to cry out in pleasure. I felt my balls constrict and my cock raised itself slightly higher and my first rope of cream shot out. My powerful orgasm sent my first load over his head and I was amazed that it hit the headboard around 4 feet away.

I continued impaling myself on Mark's rod and he sat up, seemingly determined to intercept my second spurt. He did not have to wait long for my second load that was expelled. Once again my rear and undercarriage constricted to force out my 2nd salvo. This hit Mark in the face and some went into his mouth. At the same time his shrunken cock was expelled. Too horny to stop I moved forward and forced my cock into his open mouth.

I was amazed when he pushed his head forward and took my whole length. He began to swallow. Milking my cock for it's cream. As he did this his tongue snaked out to lick my balls and he worked a finger into my butt. My head was swimming as I rapidly fired off 2 more rounds. I pulled out slightly so my cock was cradles in m mouth and I wanked my shaft furiously. The next was like a new orgasm. My dick swelled and I unleashe 3 large doses in quick succession. Mark could not swallow fast enough and my jism came out of his mouth and nose due to the pressure and the tight seal between his lips and my organ.

I managed 10 more thrust and three smaller deposits before I was sated. Mark and I collapsed on the bed covered in sweat and each others spunk. I drifted off for a post coital sleep.

 

[wishingiwaslucky]

I flicked on all the cameras and focused on Amanda's face. Her eyes were half closed and she was moaning in a low soft voice. I zoomed out and got a great shot of her straddling her lover. This continued for a few minutes until she gasped "I've got to fuck you".

Amanda raised herself up and moved back until her dripping pussy was
over this strangers cock. Her hand reached down and she slowly began
to wank him. I moved the camera to get a good a close up as possible.
She was certainly wet down there, obviously due to the ministrations from her partner, but given her panting I had no doubt she was highly aroused and adding her own juice to the mix.

She stopped rubbing his tool and eased herself down until his glans were at her entrance. Then, slowly, she began to rub his cock head around her lips and clit. I couldn't work out if this was to get him lubed up or horny. Listening to his gutteral moans is was certainly having the latter effect.

Suddenly she stopped working his prick, lined him up and slowly began to impale herself on his meet. They both groaned in unison. "Peter, that's soo good" she panted. She talked about an ex of hers called Peter who was always sniffing around. It was probably him.

"Oh fuck, you're so much tighter than the last time. How come, you told me your husband has a few inches on me."

"I wanted this to be special, so I've been telling him that I'm either exhausted or too tired. I've not had his cock for a couple of months and I've been doing some exercises to help my pelvic floor. Do you like?" His only response was a muffled moan as he reached up to squeeze her breasts. At 36F she's a real handful and he had his work out out.

Amanda hunched forwarded so he could lick her tits then grasped his
shoulders. She began to rock her cunt back and forth. This was her favourite position for cumming but rarely did it with me as when she's too excited she pushes down too hard and takes too much of me in.
After five minutes her pace picked up and I could tell she was near. Sitting up she puts her hands on Peters chest and rode him for all she's worth. Seconds later she cried out and slumped forward. They shared a deep kiss, punctuated by the sound of her rapid breathing. "Your turn" she panted. Peter told her to kneel as he wanted her from behind.

Amanda climbed off his member and moves back and greedily sucked on his throbbing prick. He started breathing more quickly and tells her that he wants to be in her before he cums on her face and tits.

"You can cum in me" she purrs. I swear his cock throbbed. Sitting up
on his elbows he looked into her eyes and it dawned on him, "You're
pregnant. Is it mine?" Hearing say this made me realise what a fool I'd been taken for.

"I thought so but I was too far gone for it to have been you. Glen gave the Dr permission for me to view his vasectomy records as he's always in London. After I found I was having a baby I checked his most recent sperm count. The nurse told me that before the snip he'd had a very high sperm count. Even after the snip he'd not flushed then all out. Between that and the fact I'm sure ovulated three weeks before we met again I'm confident it's his"

With that Peter leapt off the bed, and Amanda crawled to the foot of the bed to present herself like a bitch on heat. I changed camera to get a view of my wife twat hoping to get a clear shot of entry. She was red and the lips were puffy. Had I walked in to find her alone like that I would
have needed to take her there and then.

Peter stood behind her and, almost as of he knew he was being watched,
he squatted over Amanda so he could fuck deep into her cunt. This was
going to give me the perfect view. I zoomed in so my wifes lips filled the screen, then I saw her hand appear holding him to guide him in. One thrust and he was balls deep in the mother of my first born. I zoomed out as he started thrusting with abandon. This wasn't love making, he just wanted to fill her with him cum.

Amanda was panting like the dog she was. Peter grabbed her above her
hips and went hell for leather. No man could keep up that pace. The sound of their flesh slapping together was loud, but even that was nearly drowned out by their combined gasping and moaning.

"I gonna cum" was all Peter managed to grunt before one final thrust. He paused for a second before withdrawing slightly and ramming home again. He repeated his partial withdrawal and ram home a few more tbefore finally pulling out. As his semi hard prick came out Amanda's pussy seemed to tremble then it stopped thend his cum began to pour out.

"Fuck, that was amazing" gasped Peter. I zoomed out to show my wife's
beautiful arse framing her cum soaked, abused, puffy and red haven. I'd managed to catch her face as her twat went out of view. Graciously she took his spent rod in her hands and began to lick it clean. After a few minutes he began to get hard again.

"Ready for more?" asked Amanda. Like fuck is that going to happen I thought. I shut my monitoring equipment down as quickly as I could and
crept downstairs. Quietly opening the door I shouted out "Hi honey, I'm home" and slammed the door to make sure they both knew the Alpha Male was home. I couldn't wait to see how she was going to get out of this one.

 

[wishingiwaslucky]

First effort, feedback appreciated.

 

[millionman]

Keep posting. You can slow down the pace just a bit and work into the details of the characters a bit. You've got a great setup for an extended adventure, but definitely take your time and work into it a bit more.

 

[Elro]

very very cool and well written story !

 

[Diesel2215]

Well done!! Please don't stop writing, Like the many people that start a good story and never finishes!! Like Millionman said slow it down a tad, other than that you had me at the second paragraph!!

 

[thorprep]

Excellent.

 

[lurker2008]

I love it, Very well written!

 

[wishingiwaslucky]

After making the couple aware that I'd turned up to piss on their parade I wondered how they were going to react. Either he was either going to try and sneak out of the house, or they would be trying to get themselves in a decent enough state to break the news that she was going to leave me.

As I climbed the stairs I began to wonder how it had come to this. Amanda and I met about twenty years ago when we both worked at Tesco. She worked in the canteen and I was in the warehouse. Whenever I has 5 minutes I'd pop in to see her with the lame excuse of buying a drink. I'd flirt. She'd respond. At the time she was already dating and I never thought I would have a chance. I was sixteen and she and her then boyfriend were 18; and he seemed infinitely more sophisticated than me. That said it's not hard to be more suave than a young teenage boy.

Eventually at a party she told me that she'd left her boyfriend and started coming on to me. Although I'd been with girls they were always scared off when their hands eventually found their way to The Beast. That night we went back to my parents house as they were on holiday. When she finally unleashed me she was shocked but, unlike the others, she didn't run off. After that night I was hers we'd meet up when we could staying over at each others house or in seedy B&Bs.

After about six months she announced she was off to university. We kept in touch and met up whenever she returned home. Eventually I found out she was seeing someone at uni so we drifted apart.

We were both part of a tight knit social group so we never stopped seeing each other socially and would occasionally fall into each others arms when she came home to see family and friends. Just as I was falling for her again she went off with someone else; it seemed a pattern was emerging. Eventually she returned home after completing her degree and moved in with her boyfriend.

I'd left Tesco at 18 and joined a financial firm. Nothing amazing, on the 'phone dealing with customers. Not great but paid more than Tesco and the constant scrutiny of my 'phone manner led me to adopt a posh accent when required.

About a year after Amanda returned home I managed to persuade my manager to send me to London to look at the trading arm of the business. My excuse was that I'd be better able to deal with client calls. To this day I have no idea why he agreed but I was sent on a life changing 6 month secondment.

For the first month I was shadowing Wayne. He was a loud mouthed, stereotypical Essex boy. Work hard, play harder. All the girls were Darlin' and all the blokes were Mate. Incredibly sexist. Hated the French. Oh, and really good at his job. He went around greasing wheels. Getting our bank access to funds on the money market, essential to the continued running of our operations.

About 6 weeks after I joined he had an accident, some cyclist decided to ride through a red light at Tower Bridge. Wayne was crossing at the time and ended up with a broken arm and fractured pelvis. Whilst Wayne was in a bad way his manager was really pissed. Wayne had a meeting with an important client from Japan who was a stickler for dealing only with people she knew..

Sensing my chance I threw my hat into the ring. I'd attended a couple of hospitality events with Wayne and Miss Hauku and, a slight lie here, developed a rapport. I suggested that I arrange some hospitality for Miss Hauku and use this as a platform to organise an introduction with another trader to agree the deal. My boss, Ian, wasn't keen but thought it worth a shot as there was a good chance she'd take her business elsewhere.

The evening was a great success and in the morning I'd secured the all the funding we needed at 3 basis points lower than the bank expected to pay though it's another story how I did that. When I broke the news to Ian I thought he was going to have my balls on a plate. After a few moments a smile cracked his face and he congratulated me on an amazing deal. The bank had expected her to walk away and they been desperately trying to get funding elsewhere. I was hero of the hour. After the six months I was made permanent and given increasing responsibilities. The pay was shit but I was learning.

I was commuting each day, which was a fucker, and I did not have a pot to piss in. My friends wondered why I wanted to commute to a job that paid little more than a telephone rep in Brighton. I tried to explain the bigger picture but they never grasped it.

At the end of the year after my first deal I was given a bonus to thank me for the work I'd done. It was £200,000.. 15 times my salary. My initial thought was to flash the cash and show my friends how well I was doing. Then I realised this might be a one off so I began to invest my money. My personal investments went well and over the next couple of years I was allowed to start trading. My ability switch accents between barrow boy and educated & posh meant I was well liked by all allowing me to quickly make contacts and agree deals. By the time I was 24 I was earning £500,000 per year before bonuses. I still kept my high earnings from my friends buy I made sure that when we went out rounds were mysteriously bought and meals covered.

It was on my 26th Birthday I met Amanda again. Her now fiance was treating her like shit and I sure he was hitting her and we ended up flirting once again. She was working as a teacher and I told her I was an errand monkey for a bunch of traders and was struggling to make ends meet. I wanted to make sure that she didn't see me as a meal ticket.

Over the next year we got closer despite my long hours and commute. I got my biggest break at work brokering a huge deal between 6 investment banks in New York and the Far East; I was the golden boy and given a corner office. It was about this time Amanda told me she wanted to move in with me and she'd told her bloke she wasn't interested in marrying him. She'd found a shitty one bedroom flat half an hour from the nearest station that she could afford on her salary.

It was then I realised that we were destined to be together and it was time to end the sham that I was an impoverished city boy. When we went to the agents to look at the flat I mentioned that I needed to look for a house for a major New York trader who was moving over having fallen in love with Brighton. The agent quickly forgot about the pokey flat and quizzed me on how much this trader intended to spend. I had a couple of million stashed away now and when I'd said mortgage to my bank they just asked how much I wanted.

I asked Amanda to help me choose and we spent the day looking at the best houses Brighton had to offer. Eventually Amanda found a six bedroom house in a very nice area that would eat up nearly all my savings. I told the agent I'd be in touch and suggested to Amanda we go out for dinner as I didn't want to look at a dive after what we'd done today. She reluctantly agreed. The next week I contacted my solicitors and made a cash offer 10 percent over the asking price for the property on the proviso that this deal went through immediately. Amazing how money focuses the mind.

Three weeks later, and much stalling on moving, I took Amanda out for a meal. We went to London on a Saturday on the pretence of a days shopping. After a morning of window shopping and lamenting that we couldn't afford anything I suggested lunch. I pointed that that she was not suitably dressed so I dragged her into a little designer shop to get some new togs. When we walked in we were openly sneered at. Amanda felt uncomfortable but I picked out a stunning dress at £5,000. It looked amazing when she tried it on so I took it to the counter to pay. The young assistant looked me up and down and pointed out the price. I smiled in return and took out my black Amex card. Her jaw dropped as she hurried to snatch the card. Amanda looked 'round at the commotion and began to protest at the cost. I smiled, told the assistant I wanted a taxi to take me to The Square and told Amanda to get changed.

She was full of questions in the taxi and I muttered something about a great year for the bank and a good bonus.. This didn't sit well and she admitted whilst she loved the dress it would have paid 12 months rent on the flat she'd found. When we got to the restaurant I was greeted like an old friend and was told my suit as ready and I could change. I sent Amanda to the table and went to get changed.

When I walked over to the table Amanda was visibly impressed with my look. As we sat down she told me how great I looked but asked what was going on. She was worried that a bit of spare cash had addled my brain and I'd be skint before I knew it. Just then the sommelier arrived with a bottle of Cristal and an envelope. Pouring a glass each I held Amanda's hand and told her I had a confession. Her face went white, dreading that I was about to tell her something she didn't want to hear. I assured her all was well. I passed her the envelope and told her to have a look. She opened the contents but didn't know what they were, apart from the fact they had my name on it and it looked official.

"They're the deeds to the house we looked at" I told her. It didn't register and so I had to explain I was far from impoverished and purchased this as out first home. I added how guilty I felt about not telling her the truth explaining that I'd have several bad experiences with gold diggers and wanted to be sure this time. Amanda was overwhelmed, angry, understanding, happy, you name it. The women I loved was overcome. Without thinking I went down on one knee and proposed.

 

[wishingiwaslucky]

The lunch was a whirlwind, I whisked her off to Bvlgari to pick an engagement ring and we spent the rest of our day in bed at The Savoy. As I thought back to how it all started I wondered how we got here. I shook my head coming back to my senses. I've no idea how long I was frozen on the stairs in thought, was I trying to give them time to clear up and hide so I wouldn't have to confront them?

I entered our bedroom and Amanda was lying in bed, her lover nowhere to be seen. The air was heavy with perfume, she'd obviously sprayed herself with my favourite scent, JPG, to cover up the smell of sex in the room. I could just about detect the aroma of recent fucking though I admit I wouldn't have picked it up had I not known.

Amanda looked nervous, "Why are you home so early, is there something wrong?" She sat up in bed and the duvet slipped down down showing her firm full breasts. Her nipples were hard and her throat and chest were covered in what I call her sex rash. Whenever Amanda is aroused she gets flushed and when we made out this was my sign that she wanted to make love. Despite what I just witnessed I found this sight very arousing. My cock betrayed me by stirring. "Things haven't been going well lately and I took the opportunity to come home and spend some time with you. That said I can see you've kept yourself occupied."

Amanda had the decency to look shocked and slightly worried. "What do you mean?" she stammered. "I can tell you've been playing with yourself" I replied with a knowing smile. Amanda visibly relaxed and her breathing became husky. This made me even hornier; however given what I knew I wanted to extract myself from this situation before dick overruled my brain.

"I think I heard something" I blurted. For a second my wife looked like a scared rabbit caught in headlights. Suddenly her hand darted to my crotch and began rubbing. "I didn't hear anything honey and besides it looks like there is something else that's come up" she purred. As her hand rubbed my contained shaft I tried to suppress a groan and failed. I stared into her face as she continued to work my slowly growing tool. Something in her eyes changed and I could see she knew she had a chance to take control. She stopped rubbing and her hand moved to my zip. Licking her lips she slowly began to unzip me. Before I had a chance to speak again her had went into my trousers and she continued to rub me through my Armani boxers. Occasionally her hand would drift lower to touch my exposed dick. I gave a long drawn out groan and succumbed to the feelings that were trying to overwhelm me. Amanda sensed the change and began to work my cock free. She had a limited
window of opportunity. I was only half hard but slowly growing, before long she wouldn't be able to pull me free through the zipper. Amanda had home advantage here as over the years she'd given me many blow jobs when we were out in public and was adept at getting my schlong into the open. She'd not lost her touch and within seconds she'd coaxed my cock free.

It hung heavily against my leg twitching slightly as it slowly grew my foreskin still covering the head; looking like an animal rousing from a long slumber. Her hands reached into my trousers and gently grasped my balls. I shuddered in ecstasy as she slowly massaged them. Then, ever so tenderly, she pulled them out. Grasping my rod she pulled me closer to the bed, lifted my cock and began to kiss and lick my cum filled sack. My knees nearly buckled as, after covering my scrotum with her spit, she sucked one of my balls into her mouth. I took a sharp breath at the pleasurable pain as one of my nuts was gently squeezed into her mouth that was too small for it. I looked down and she was staring up at me her cheeks distended by one orb, the other covering her chin.

As her tongue began swirling around the part of my ball bag in her mouth her other hand grasped my member and she slowly began to wank me off. Pleasure ran up my spine and I slowly shuddered. Any thoughts of her betrayal had left my mind and the primal instinct to mate had taken over. My prick began to reach it's full glory and Amanda had to loosen her grip as her hand would not fit around its girth. As she was doing this she used her tongue to push my testicle from her mouth. The sudden absence of pressure around my egg caused another shot of pleasure to course through my body. She sat up some more and gently tugged me even closer. looking down I saw she was lying down with her mouth wide open. It was an invite to throat fuck her.

 

[wishingiwaslucky]

On auto pilot I put one knee on the bed near her shoulder and left the other foot on the floor. I was fully hard now and my thick cock hung at a 45 degree angle too fat and heavy to defy gravity any further. I braced myself on the headboard and slowly lowered myself. Amanda grabbed me and pulled my foreskin back to reveal my purple head. It throbbed with each rapid beat of my heart and started to drip pre cum. Amanda opened her mouth and she gently wanked me allowing my nectar to drip on her tongue. Unable to stop myself I forced my cock past her waiting lips. Thrusting gently at first I concentrated on the feeling of her hot mouth enveloping my rod. I started to get the urge to force more meat down her gullet so with each stroke I applied more downward pressure. Half of my meat was now disappearing with each stroke. Amanda had totally relaxed her mouth and drool was being forced out each time I reintroduced my tool into her mouth. Occasionally she gagged but said nothing.

Normally when I reached this stage she would push me off as she could not take more than 5 inches. As she wasn't stopping me I tried to force feed her more. The thrill of dominating my slut wife who thought she has one over on me was intoxicating. It was then that I noticed that one of her arms was moving. Looking back I could see it disappearing under the duvet that was now bunched at her waist. She was rubbing herself, something she'd never done before in front of me. This had the makings of the best fuck we'd ever shared. I could feel a slight tightening in my balls, I was being overwhelmed by everything but I didn't want to cum yet. I pulled my cock from her mouth and watched as the mixture of spittle and pre cum that covered my swollen dick dropped down the front of my trousers. I quickly shed my clothes and Amanda moved over to allow me to join her on the bed that she'd recently shared with her lover.

I reached over and began to nuzzle her neck and Amanda let out a moan just like I heard when I arrived home. There was no doubt that she wanted action and I was determined to give it to her. I moved my lips to her breasts and sucked on her pert nipples. Her whole body shuddered and breathing breathing became shallower and faster. I left her nipples and used my tongue to draw a line from her left breast to her sternum. I began to kiss her and slowly moved down. Given my size I've always ensured that Amanda is good and ready by giving her oral for at least 10 minutes. Part of my mind warned me that I was going to encounter a creampie and I started coming to my senses. At the same time I think Amanda realised what I was going to do and purred she was plenty wet.. She told me to lie on my back, I obeyed her like a puppy.

Amanda went back to work slobbering on my cock and darting her tongue across my glans which had swelled to the point that it looked bruised. Then she started to kiss the underside of my cock. She put her lips on my frenulum and started to cover it in spit. Once she was satisfied it was wet enough she started to run her lips along its length. I can't begin to describe how amazing this felt then she stopped and sucked the delicate skin into her mouth and started to gently nibble. My back arched in involuntary pleasure and my hips tried to pull away as the intensity became too much.

Amanda sat up on her knees and moved up ready to straddle me. She had the look of a wolf that had found a solitary sheep. Once her pussy was over my groin she reached down and grabbed my swollen organ. Raising herself up she lined me up and slowly sank down. As her hot twat began to swallow my pole I let out a low deep moan. I had forgotten how wonderful she felt. She was slightly tighter than usual but the previous pounding she had received made her more accommodating and her lovers spent seed added more than enough lubrication. Once she'd stuffed half my cock between her legs I expected her to stop. However much to my surprise, and hers by the look on her face, she continued to push down on my dick until her perfect arse cheeks rested on my ball sack and she was filled with my 10 inches. I expected her to grind herself on me in order to cum however she lent back, resting her arms on my shins and raised herself slight up and started to rock back and forth. I stared down at the erotic sight of my mammoth prick distending the lips of her pussy as she rocked. This was one of my favourite positions for a quick fuck as the rapid friction on the tip of my cock was normally too much for me. This time the thought of my wife's very recent indiscretion was enough to stop me going over the edge. I think Amanda was surprised at my staying power and she began to gyrate her hips. Whilst this was incredible for me it appeared to have a similar effect on her.

Her sex rash began to get darker and she really started to moan. "Fuck that it so good" she moaned. I was taken aback as she rarely said anything when we fuck. She took one hand off my legs and began to playing with her nipples, squeezing and pulling them. All the time her moaning getting louder. As this was happening I heard a quiet creek outside our bedroom door. Looking at the doorway I caught the silhouette of the side of someones head. Looked like Peter wanted to see what was going on. I was determined to show him how you fucked a women.

I reached over my head and grabbed one of the bolsters we'd use when we sat up reading in bed; placing it at a 90 degree angle to my hip.. Sitting up I took Amanda on my arms and kissed her deeply. Her mouth opened and accepted my tongue just as hers darted into mine. Grabbing her buttocks in my hands I lifted her off my throbbing trunk. She let out an unhappy groan, almost indignant that I was going to stop her pleasure. I rolled her onto her back so her hips were resting on the cushion her quim pointing slightly up. I pushed her legs apart and stared at her gash. It was dripping wet just like her mouth was when my cock was invading it.

"Fffuuuucccckkkk mmmmeeeeee" was all she could moan. I moved forward, knelt and began rubbing my head against her lips and clit spreading the juice that was oozing out constantly. I moved a little closer and dropped my hips so the only way to fuck her would be to thrust up. I eased my meat into her hole and began my long upward thrusts. The sensation was amazing the top of my gland received a constant firm stroking. Amanda was also enjoying this position. She'd grabbed her nipples again and they were being stretched each time her tits moved due to my thrusts. "Harder, fuck me harder" she grunted. I put my hands just above and to each side of her clit and pushed the skin to retract its hood. Now as her button was exposed each thrust home meant her nub was being brushed by my pubes. "I'm gonna cum, fuck me faster" she panted..

I increased the length and speed of my strokes and her moans and cries for my cock to fuck her became load enough for me to worry that the neighbours would hear. She let go of her nipples and arched her back. "Oh shit, I'm cummiiiiinnnnggggg" she managed to pant. On my next thrust she started to tremble and I could feel her hole get tighter as it clamped onto my tool. I carried on my thrusts and after the third stroke her moans changed and her body began to shake uncontrollably. Then a liquid sprayed out, initially I thought she'd lost bladder control but the next stream hit me in the face and it had a sticky sweet quality. I had made my wife ejaculate for the first time and made me want to fuck her until she squirted again. My next two thrusts met with the same result and I was soon dripping with a combination of my own sweat and Amanda's cum.

 

[wishingiwaslucky]

I looked down and she was still shaking and her eyes has rolled into the back of her head. I panicked as I thought she was having a fit. As soon as I pulled out she vaguely returned to her senses. "I have never had an orgasm like that in my life" she said in between pants. Seeing my dick hanging there; pre cum constantly dripping she told me I deserved the same. Pushing the bolster out of the way she pulled me until I was astride her chest. Greedily she cleaned my helmet with her tongue and firmly wanked me. I was getting close and I could feel my balls being drawn up into my body. Suddenly I felt a finger pushing itself into my rectum and at the same time she sucked my glans into her mouth. I think she found my prostate as she touched something in my anus and the pressure in my cock became too much too take. I tried to warn her I was going to cum but I was too wrapped up in the pleasure I was experiencing. My cock swelled and my cum sacks twitched as I
unleashed my first jet in her mouth. Amanda's eyes bulged, her mouth was stuffed full of my rod and there was no room for my jism. With spunk being forced out of the corners of her mouth I fired a second load and she had to free my member as she could not take any more. My third rope of cum splattered across her face. I lent back with my rod pointing up and managed to gasp "Keep going." Amanda obliged and pulled down with firm strokes. I managed 5 more spurts. Each one causing a shower of my pearly cum to splatter down on us. Once I was spent I collapsed next to Amanda. I surveyed the scene. The bed clothes were crumpled. The bed, Amanda and I were covered in a mixture of sweat, spunk, pre cum, pussy juice and her sticky ejaculate.

"That was the most incredible fuck I have ever had" panted my wife. As with Peter she went to lick my slowly shrinking cock, cleaning off our combined juices. I looked over at the doorway smiling knowing that Peter saw his lover submitting to her husbands giant cock and enjoying it more than the fuck she'd just received from him. A few moments later I detected the sound of our front door being quietly closed. Amanda was oblivious to this as she was still between my legs worshipping the magnificent beast that had just given her so much pleasure.

I put my hands behind my head and thought about the coming weeks and the fun I intended to have as my wife had unknowingly shown me it was ok to fuck other people. As I pondered my possible conquests my cock began to stir. Realising what was happening my slut wife began to redouble her efforts. This time there wasn't going to be a show so I decided to lie back and fantasise as Amanda tried to deep throat me.

 

[ConnerM360]

Very good story and great plot. I love it and so does my cock.

 

[Elro]

superb ! just superb ! i'm chuffed to bits !

 

[Stevethegreat]

well that story, played out VERY vivdly in my mind for sure! Cant wait for more!

 

[logitech23]

This is the best story I've ever read. Continue please

 

[bigman_tn28]

can't wait for the rest, wow

 

[wishingiwaslucky]

Although we'd shared the best sex of our lives things quickly returned to the status quo of the last couple of months. Despite what I knew when we went to bed I found myself hornier than ever. Amanda joined me in the marital bed; I slept naked so my glory was on show. As soon as she walked in and saw my raging hard on she bitterly said I'd had my fun and she was too tired. Getting into bed she said nothing and didn't even try to cuddle or kiss me good night. Any thoughts of reconciliation were quickly swept away.

Saturday morning at 5:30 Hector decided it was time to get up and joined us in bed. Getting in between Amanda and me he began excitedly telling us what he wanted to do today. I felt a twinge of sadness as there was going to be fallout because of Amanda's infidelity and I promised myself that I would do everything to protect him and his unborn sibling.

I sent Hector off to the lounge to set up Lego Batman, got dressed and told Amanda to sleep in. Hector had been invited to a party this afternoon and giving my wife a few hours in bed meant I could happily send her off alone to the party giving me some time to start making arrangements.

At half one Hector was trying to get us going so he could get to the party. Amanda wanted me to take him. "I've had a really tough week. Can you please take him?". Normally I would happily do this however now I knew that a tough week for her was taking her boyfriends cock from behind then cleaning his tool once he'd filled her with his cum. Part of me wondered if she was going to try and speak with him about yesterday. "You can go out for sushi after party too" added Amanda. Hector got really excited, he loved sushi, and started to demand that we leave now. It was obvious Amanda wanted to do something and needed me out of the way for a few hours, so I decided there was no chance of me letting her get her way. I told Amanda in no uncertain terms that I too was tired, long week at work. I'd gone to the last 4 parties so she could rest, in the forlorn hope that she wouldn't be
too tired at bedtime, and I had got up this morning so she could lie in until 10:00. She tried being sexy, promising me something special later, being angry and even threatening not to go to the party. I was having none of it. I told Hector to go and get his friends present. Amanda smiled thinking she'd won when I rounded on her. "You are taking Hector to the party. We're both fucking tired and you are taking the fucking piss." Amanda was shocked at the venom in my voice but I didn't care.

After they left I went to my study accessing my various portfolios. My move from equities into commodities had paid dividends. My bet on a
recession driving down oil prices, though, was one of my best decisions ever. I made arrangements to liquidate my assets and move them into my Swiss bank account. I also dug out the pre-nup that Amanda arranged to prove she wasn't after my money. Probably not worth the paper it was written on, we'd both agreed that if she was unfaithful she wouldn't get a penny. Although I wouldn't leave my children destitute I didn't want to feather Peter's nest.

I began to watch the scenes I'd recorded yesterday. I needed to edit them into some kind of film. After an hour I'd managed to cobble together a 15 minute film that clearly showed my wife being unfaithful. I made a couple of copies and put one in my safe, the other would go to the bank. I saved a back-up copy and encrypted it in my financial files then wiped the camera's drives.

The rest of the weekend unfolded pretty much as expected. Amanda complained that she was tired when she got home after the party and dinner. An early night was met with a terse comment that nothing would happen. As she lay there snoring I felt an uncontrollable loathing for
the bitch. On Sunday I decided to take Hector to the park. Before I left I set up the cameras on record. I wanted to see if she would try fucking him again. We were out longer than expected and when we returned Amanda was where we left her, lounging on the sofa. I left Hector to play and went to check the film. Nothing. I didn't know if I was disappointed or not.

 

[wishingiwaslucky]

Monday came around all too quickly. I needed to be on the 05:37 train so it was an early start. Before leaving I set the cameras on record again. I was in the office before 07:30 and saw Hannah. She looked magnificent, wearing a shirt that was perhaps a size too big in order
to avoid drawing attention to her beautiful tits.

She looked at me. "Adam and I want to speak with you." She didn't sound happy. Adam was the Trading Director and I just knew the shit was going to hit the fan. I was expecting this, I'd made a huge gamble on my trades before the weekend and used all my discretionary limits. We got into the liftand Hannah demanded to know what the fuck I thought I was doing. Looking at her figure and imagining pushing her skirt up and fucking her there and then caused my cock to stir. She stared at me for a few seconds before I reached past her to press the button for the top floor. I managed to brush my cock against her hand as I did this. I eyes widened slightly as she realised what she has just felt. Too shocked to speak we travelled up in silence. During the short ride I could see her occasionally checking out my package.

When we went into the Director's office he avoided any bullshit. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he screamed at me. "80 million. 80 million? You took out an 80 million futures contact? What the fuck? Are you taking fucking drugs you fucking stupid cunt?" At least he was direct. His face was red with rage and he was shaking with anger. "That fucking bank is going to the fucking wall you fucking idiot." I shrugged. "Its assets exceed its market value. I'm trading within my limits. And, most importantly it's too big to fail." "Close your positions" he replied, mustering calm from somewhere. I shrugged in response. "If that's what you want. On your head be it." Adam didn't like the sound of that. "If this goes wrong I'll have your fucking head on a plate. Now fuck off." I was tempted to tell Adam he needed to calm down. He was taking a gamble trusting me but I had the track record and the fact I was within the limits granted by the board. If I was right he'd get a huge bonus. If I was wrong he could sack me and tell the board I was working within the remit they had given me.

I walked to be lift with Hannah and commented that she'd not said much. "I think Adam said it all. You've taken a huge risk." The lift had arrived and we stepped in. "It's a gamble but I've got the cajones to back it up." I gave Hannah a knowing smile and cupped my balls in my right hand to prove it. My actions clearly showed I had something substantial in my trousers. Hannah's draw dropped and she couldn't help but stare. It was a foolish thing to do; if I had misread the signs and she decided to raise a sexual harassment claim I'd be out of a job in a heartbeat.

Hannah looked at me approvingly. "I hope that's not a sock down there." I think we'd turned a corner in our relationship. The next few days at work found Hannah and I flitting with each other more and more. When no one was looking I would squeeze past her and rub my cock into her arse or reach past her to get something and brush her breasts. I noticed a change in Hannah too. Her tops became tighter, showing off her full breasts and her suit trousers were replaced with skirts. The other guys in the office noticed the change in Hannah but thankfully no one realised that it was for my benefit.

Work became a pleasurable distraction from my imploding home life. Amanda continued with the charade that she was too exhausted to do anything with me. However she not found any time to spend with Peter in our bed, which was one positive aspect I suppose.My daily flirting with Hannah continued for the next fortnight as did the cold atmosphere at home. Amanda did try on a couple of occasions to get close to me but I couldn't get the image of her presenting her cunt to Peter so he could fill her with his cum from my mind. On Tuesday morning Hannah said I'd need to find something else to occupy my time as Friday was her last day before she went on holiday with her boyfriend Adam. She warned me that she'd been getting a lot of flack over current trade, so I should expect some shit whilst she was away. Things weren't looking great next week I'd be buying £62 millions worth of shares for £80 million and the market was talking about the price going even lower. I thanked Hannah for the heads up and, squeezing her thigh, I told her to have a great holiday.

Thursday morning, not even half six I got a call from Adam.. Not a great sign as he was not a morning person. "Hello Adam, what's up?" I asked. "Two things. Firstly your open trade". My heart sank expecting to be told that the contract had been terminated and secondly so had my employment. "The state is stepping in, citing a national crisis and its arranged a merger. The talk is the shares are going to soar. I have no fucking idea how you do it and I'll admit a lot of senior people were shitting themselves. This morning my Blackberry just keeps getting notes on how fucking great you are." I could feel some of the tension of the recent weeks evaporating. "Now for bad news" Adam went on.. "The entire New York desk has gone down with food poisoning. I need you and Hannah to cover their trading hours tonight. They've got a few deals that are closing tonight but it's Board decided nothing new to be taken on."

Although a pain, we'd not be done 'til about 1am, the thought of being in the office with just Hannah was too good an opportunity to miss out on. "No worries Adam you can count on me" I replied. After I hung up on Adam I called the Lanesborough Hotel. On the rare occasions we had to cover another timezone I always stayed there as I couldn't be bothered getting back home after the long day they entailed. A beautiful hotel that knows how to take care of you. I called the concierge to let him know I needed a room that night and could he get Andrew over in the morning. The first time I stayed I told them that I was stressed when asked how I was. They recommended a massage and when I agreed that arranged for Andrew to come to the hotel. In an hour an a half he worked on me he sent me to a state of ultimate relaxation. I had an amazing sleep and after everyone commented that I had a spring in my step. This made a massage from Andrew a regular requirement and at least once a month I hired a room at the Lanesborough for my destress. Andrew also did my back, sac and crack wax. A small vanity, I found the taming of my pubic forest to be not only more comfortable, it helped frame my cock adding to the sense of size and, when I did get oral, Amanda preferred sucking my hairless balls.