Desert DroppingChapter 13 What to do about Aaron
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My name is Anne. I am a rather typical wife living in a small West Texas oil town with my husband and our two young daughters.
Objectively speaking, I am attractive and look considerably younger than my thirty three years of age. many would call me statuesque. I am five-foot seven inches tall with large green eyes, and ‘dirty blonde’ hair that comes to my shoulders. I have maintained a slim, shapely figure that still can turn a few heads on the street as well as at the office where I work. I have been told that I have an engaging smile, and a subtle, sensual demeanor that is often viewed as flirtatious.
I have also been told on more than one occasion that I bear a striking resemblance to Reese Witherspoon. I confess, I see the resemblance and am flattered by the comparison.
I have smallish, 34B cup breasts with very sensitive and usually very erect nipples, a flat waist and a nice round bottom. I am not hard on the eyes.
One other relevant fact about me; I’m a bit of a tough nut to crack. I often have difficulty achieving orgasm. Perhaps it’s a subconscious belief that sex is wrong. Perhaps it is the fact that I am a bit ADD and am easily distracted. But the fact that I am not an easy cummer is a little frustrating for both my husband and me.
Aaron is a tall, attractive man with a nice physique. While he does not have the washboard stomach and tight abs that he once had, he is still a very attractive man at thirty six years of age. Aaron and I have a good marriage, and an acceptable sex life.
Prior to the events outlined in my story, I had only been intimate with one man; my husband. Aaron took my virginity shortly after we started dating in high school. We were married during our senior year at Texas A&M in May 1995. It never occurred to me to even consider sleeping with other men. I was and still am in love with my husband, and I fully intended to remain faithful to him for my entire life.
We would make love two or three times a month. Our lovemaking was pleasant but not overly exciting. I would rarely achieve an orgasm during intercourse. Aaron would mount me in the missionary position, and I would caress him while he slid his erection in and out of me. It was pleasant and I enjoyed the closeness and intimacy, but seldom did I respond sufficiently to approach my own climax.
Unfortunately, my arousal triggered Aaron’s arousal. Aaron could fuck me almost indefinitely if I did not get too aroused. However, I get vocal when I become aroused, and when I would approach a climax and began moaning and panting. Aaron would get aroused and frequently would ejaculate minutes before I was able to get there myself.
The exception was the times when Aaron had consumed just enough alcohol such that he could still get rigidly hard but had trouble cumming. On those occasions, he would pound my tight little pussy furiously trying to cum himself, and I would achieve my rare orgasm during intercourse. My loud shrieks of pleasure would push Aaron over the edge with me. But those were relatively rare occurrences, perhaps two or three times a year.
Typically, after he ejaculated inside me, he would fall asleep quickly and I often would quietly masturbate, while Aaron snored next to me. I would silently rub my erect little nubbins to a pleasant climax before drifting off to sleep myself. I think the fact that Aaron could not drive me to orgasm himself on a regular basis was a terrible blow to his ego, and quite possibly what led him to look for other ways to satisfy me.
Late one night, about six months ago, Aaron returned from a week long business trip to Dallas. Since I had not spent any time with him in more than a week, I was hungry for his affection.
The girls were asleep in bed as Aaron and I were enjoying a glass of wine on the couch when he got a wicked grin and picked up his laptop computer. “Anne, I found a website that had some interesting videos the other day,” he said as he typed in the http address
Instantly, a web page popped up with a series of thumbnail links to various videos.
“Aaron! You’ve been surfing porn sites?” I said admonishingly.
“Okay, I got a little bit bored in the hotel room in Dallas one night…I kind of took matters into my own hands,” he confessed with little contrition.
I was taken aback a bit, we had never really discussed our masturbation habits. I guess I knew he must masturbate occasionally, especially when he was away on business trips. But the fact that he volunteered that he had done so while watching porn recently caught me off guard, but I said nothing.
Aaron then typed in the words ‘amateur wife’ into the search engine on the site. A new selection of videos popped up with titles such as: husband watches wife orgasm on big black cock, husband films wife, husband shares wife, and husband lets wife try monster cock.
“Aaron, this is wrong. Turn it off,” I protested with a nervous quiver in my voice. I suddenly felt my pulse in my clitoris and became very aware of my vagina.
“Honey, just watch one. I think you’ll like them.”
“Aaron, I can’t…” I said weakly as I continued to stare at the screen.
Aaron clicked on a thumbnail link entitled husband lets wife try monster cock. Suddenly I was watching a very attractive young blondelying on a small couch in a hotel room wearing only a skimpy black bra. I recognized the style of the particular hotel room.
“Aaron, that looks like a Residence Inn room,” I observed.
For some reason, knowing the type of hotel where this was being filmed made the scene seem more real, more vivid to me.
“I think you’re right…I think that is a Residence Inn…I did not notice that before,” Aaron responded.
“So you’ve watched this video before?”
Aaron got a sheepish grin on his face and replied, “I might have…”
“Aaron, you’re so bad…” I stared back at the screen and watched as a very large, very muscular black man fucked this beautiful, tiny white woman. I watched in amazement as his muscular ass flexed repeatedly as he plunged into her. Her moans filled our room. She climaxed repeatedly as he pounded his large black cock deep into her. She hooked her ankles together behind his back as she bucked up to meet his thrusts. It was the sexiest scene I had ever witnessed.
I could not resist squirming as I felt my vagina leaking into my panties as I watched the torrid scene on Aaron’s laptop. I placed my hand on his thigh and squeezed tightly.
“I think this video is getting to my sweet, innocent wife,” Aaron chuckled.
“I’m ashamed to admit that it is…honey, I’m literally soaking the gusset of my panties right now…let’s go into the bedroom and finish watching this there.”
Aaron paused the video, and we scurried to the bedroom, locking the door behind us. I removed my shorts and top as I watched Aaron pull back the covers and arrange the pillows two deep in a row in the middle of the king-size bed. He then placed his laptop near the headboard on the right corner of the mattress.
“What do you have in mind?” I asked, unsure of my husband’s plans.
“I want you to straddle the pillows and watch the rest of the video,” he said as he walked towards me. Aaron kissed me deeply as he unhooked my bra and let it fall from my shoulders. Without breaking our kiss Aaron slid his hand down, inside the front of my panties and found my very sensitive clitoris. I moaned loudly while rocking my hips as he stimulated my clit. He then lowered my panties, leaving me naked.
“Are you going to cum for me tonight baby?” he teased.
“I think I might. That video has me pretty wound up,” I confessed.
Aaron led me to the bed and guided me to straddle the row of pillows while simultaneously shedding his clothes. Lying on my stomach, I glanced over my shoulder to see his erection standing straight up, rigid and proud.
“It looks like the video has you pretty wound up, too.”
“No, baby, it’s you…seeing you respond the way you did is why my little buddy here is standing at attention,” Aaron corrected me.
I loved the fact that my state of arousal aroused my husband so.
Aaron sat on the bed next to me, on my left side. He reached over and started the video and his right hand slowly traced its way up my inner thigh.
“This is a verified amateur,” Aaron advised.
“What does that mean?” I asked as I watched the large, muscular black man pound the tiny white girl’s pussy as she cried out and panted in ecstasy.
“It means that these are not professional porn stars. This is a husband filming his actual wife in a hotel room with a black guy they met and picked up.”
“No, it can’t be. I don’t believe it,” I responded skeptically.
I can’t explain it, but something about the idea that this was a real housewife getting fucked by a black stranger while her husband filmed her was terribly appealing.
Reaching up between my legs, Aaron’s fingers began separating my labia and entering me slightly. I began arching my back attempting to force his fingers deeper inside me, but Aaron wanted to tease me a bit before fully penetrating me.
“It’s true. I swear it. Look at the quality of the filming…the lighting…the way the husband is moving around the room and how at times the camera goes out of focus. These are not professionals.”
“Oh fuck, Aaron…you’re driving me crazy. Your wife is going to cum for you tonight, I won’t last long…I am so fucking turned on…deeper baby, deeper,” I begged him to penetrate me further.
“Would you like to fuck a big black dick like that? Tell me you want to try a big cock like his,” Aaron said, forcing me to momentarily picture myself in the role of the woman on the screen.
I moaned loudly as Aaron fully penetrated me, curling his fingers against the front wall of my vagina, stimulating my g-spot. “Oh shit, I can’t hold back…you’re going to make me cum,” I hissed as I humped wildly against the two fingers that were buried deep inside me.
I could feel my lubrication flowing out of me, soaking the pillow beneath me. For an instant I thought, ‘I should have placed a towel on top of the pillow…Aaron’s going to sleep on this pillow tonight!’
“Say it baby…say it. Tell me you want to be her. Tell me you want to fuck a big cock like that.” As he spoke, Aaron did something he had never done before. While two fingers of his right hand massaged my g-spot, he took his left thumb and placed it on my anus, gently pressing the tip inside my tight sphincter.
The combination of his thumb ever so slightly in my bottom, coupled with his words sent an electric jolt through my loins. With my voice quivering with excitement, I said it, “Oh fuck, yes…I want to be her…I want him to fuck me with that big, black cock…I want him to pound me with his huge dick…”
And with those words I started to climax; and not just my normal, pleasant, little rubbing my own clitoris climax that I usually experienced after Aaron has ejaculated inside me. This was an earth shattering, headboard banging the wall orgasm. I bucked and humped as I buried my face into the pillow to muffle my screams of pleasure.
I had the longest and most powerful orgasm of my life.
Finally, I had to stop or I would pass out from exhaustion. “Okay…enough…I need to stop,” I panted. “You need to fuck me now.”
Aaron climbed on top of me and easily slid in from behind.
“Oh god, baby…I have never cum like that before…that was insane.”
“Anne, I can’t hold out…I’m going to cum,” he said sheepishly.
“Oh god, Aaron, cum for me. Cum inside your naughty wife,” I encouraged.
I felt him stiffen and press deep into my pussy. I felt his cock pulse and swell, informing me that he was pumping his wife’s pussy full of ropes and ropes of his sticky sperm.
Without decoupling from me, Aaron reached up, closed the laptop, silencing the moaning from the video.
I clenched my vagina and felt Aaron’s penis throb in response. I wanted to hug him, to touch him, to kiss him. But pinned under him on my stomach precluded any of that. So I had to settle for enjoying the slow process of my husband’s penis going from rigid to flaccid, and finally slipping from my vagina.
As I lay there trying to recover my senses, I became aware of the perspiration between our bodies and the leakage of my lubrication and Aaron’s semen from my gaping pussy.
Yes, tonight, until I could change the bed linens tomorrow, Aaron was definitely going to sleep with the pillow coated with my vaginal juice and his sperm…of that I was sure.
Saturday morning we awoke and still wearing our robes, we sipped our coffee on the back patio overlooking the pool.
“You really came hard last night,” Aaron mused.
I could feel myself blush, “I did, didn’t I?”
“You liked that video, huh?”
“I’m ashamed to admit it, but it did get me going pretty good. I don’t know why, but just thinking about that muscular black butt pounding that tiny white girl is making me wet right now. I can’t believe her husband let her do that…and filmed it.”
“Oh, I can believe it. That website has hundreds of videos of husbands sharing their wives.”
“That is just too weird for me to even imagine,” I replied.
“I don’t know,” Aaron responded cautiously. He looked at me to gauge my reaction. “It’s kind of sexy to think about it.”
“Aaron! You wouldn’t ever want to do something like that, would you?”
He took a sip of his coffee before answering, “I don’t know. Sometimes I think I might.”
“Well, I could never do something like that…never.”
“Not even if it was okay with me?”
I could feel my pulse quickening and my vagina leaking as we discussed this forbidden subject. “I just couldn’t. You’d think I was such a slut…and I’d feel like such a slut. I have never slept with anyone except you…no, I wouldn’t want to change that,” I protested.
“Anne, you know I would never force you to do anything you didn’t want to do, but I think it would be so fucking hot to watch you. Think about it.”
I sat there silently, unsure what to say or do. Was this a test? Surely Aaron didn’t really want me to sleep with another man? After an awkward minute or two of silence, I got up and said, “I just couldn’t do something like that…I just couldn’t,” before going in the house.
Aaron remained on the patio, sipping his coffee. Aaron did not broach the subject again the entire weekend, but the thought of being fucked by a stranger with my husband’s permission, while he watched haunted me for the next several days. I knew I would never do such a thing, but the fantasy had me leaking into my panties all week long.
Coming soon, Chapter 2: I accompany Aaron on a business trip to Houston
A special thanks to Lisa and Don, whose editing and input have greatly enhanced the quality of this story.
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Mind ControlOlivia woke up and rolled over, it was morning and light was streaming through her window. She felt refreshed and felt back to normal. Grabbing onto her tits, she was happy to discover they were pretty much back to normal. Maybe a little bigger still, but back to normal to any overly eager observer like her mother. Rolling out of bed, Olivia had an interesting outlook on the day, she could do anything she wanted with Stacy, or any other of her friends. Carl hadn't made any attempts to...
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The pills Carl had given her had left her in a very deep sleep, so deep in fact that Olivia thought she was dreaming she was having sex. It wasn't until the cock in her cunt hit bottom that the searing pain she felt wrenched her from her deep sleep. She started to scream and a hand covered her mouth in an instant. "Olivia, it's me!" Steve whispered into her ear, "Relax!" He was almost all the way into her pussy, and although it felt a little looser than normal, it still felt amazing....
Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Acolyte Sophia – The Labyrinth, the Island of Yalut The words of the Minotaur echoed down the hallway out of the darkness of the large room before us. The source of the foul stench pervading the Labyrinth flowed with it. In the glow of my pink, ethereal light bobbing beside me, I spotted a skeletal arm stretched out of the large room, fingers twisted in agony, one of the beast’s victims. My heart hammered fast. We were at the heart of the...
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***ARAN*** The afternoon sun sat low, and the surrounding trees cast long shadows across the dirt road as Aran Sunblade turned the note over to study the map again, knowing it would be the same this time as the hundred times before. He had found the slip of paper lying on his pillow one evening many months ago, when retiring for the night. It bore a simple message: “It is time to come home, Aran.” On the back was a map, leading to this place, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. He had asked...
I knew mother was furious with me. I had walked in on a situation no son should ever observe his mother in. It was not my fault she didn’t take him to her bedroom and lock the door as she should have. I always had access to the studio. How was I supposed to know? No matter how much I tried to justify my actions I could not get over the feeling that I had violated my mother’s privacy again. The fact that my mother was on her knees sucking and fondling Derrick’s cock certainly surprised me....
Knowing Derrick was coming over to model for my mother and the graphic image of them together still fresh in my mind I figured I had better make myself scarce. It was a nice day so I called one of my friends and arranged to meet him at the country club for a round of golf. After playing 18 holes we headed to the clubhouse for a few beers. Even though I knew Derrick was only scheduled to model until four o’clock I was reluctant to go home. I looked at my watch and it was after five o’clock. I...
It was a chance meeting but at least Karen was dressed when I came in and she was sharing a glass of wine with my mother. “Arthur, you do remember Miss. Tillman?” “Yes of course. It’s good to see you again Karen.” “Arthur, we were just talking, and can you believe that Karen has never been to the Boxwood.” I knew where my mother was going with this and I was not about to deter her as I smiled at the lovely Karen Tillman, “You have never been to the Boxwood?” I asked as if it was unheard...
It was a couple of days since Arthur took Karen to dinner. Karen was scheduled to model for me this afternoon and I was very curious to know how her evening with Arthur went. Arthur was not very forthcoming except that he enjoyed her company and the dinner was excellent. We had been working for about twenty minutes before I broached the subject of her evening with Arthur. “Well Karen, I hope everything met your expectations the other night? Did you enjoy your evening? Was the service and...
Just as I came into the house and was heading down the hall to my bedroom I saw Karen coming from my mother’s bedroom barefoot and wearing the terrycloth bathrobe she wears in the studio. Her hair was wet like she had just taken a shower and I think she had her underwear in her hand. She had a smile on her face and when she saw me she came over and kissed my cheek. “Thank you, Arthur. You were right. Your mother is not going to fire me.” Karen hurried off to the studio. I stood not moving...
It was getting close to fall and I would be going back to the university to pursue my graduate degree in a couple of weeks. It had been a very eventful summer. I beat Karen at golf but only by two strokes. That girl could read a green. We have another match scheduled for next week. It will be her second time playing the course. I am going to get my ass kicked. My mother was entertaining two lovers and my friend from high school was still single and willing to let me spend a few nights at her...
Olivia woke up and had to think for a moment, what reality am I waking up into? Yesterday had been surreal, coming out of her coma and finding out she wasn't the Queen of the Sluts with over two thousand proverbial notches on her bedpost. Her pussy that had entertained her, and every Tom, Dick, or Harry, every day since before her summer break, was still as virginal as the day she was born. Minus her hymen of course. Her episode with the hairbrush last night had taken care of that. Looking...
Olivia awoke; it was a new day and a beautiful one judging by the amount of sunlight streaming through her window. She felt her chest and verified it was the real world, her B-cup boobies were right where they belonged. The gigantic obscenities that had adorned her chest from her dream were still just a dream. Rolling over and sitting up, Olivia felt a twinge of pain as she put all her weight on her bottom. Her pussy was sore she realized, as the firm mattress pushed up against her sex....
Olivia awoke bright and happy; her mood matched the look of the day as she saw a cloudless sky through her bedroom window. Slipping from her bed, Olivia dug out the McDonald's bag from the closet and went about looking for places to hide the various items inside. The condoms and the money were the things she was most scared of being caught with, well all of the items really. Collectively they painted a pretty scary picture if found in the possession of a twelve year old. Birth control pills,...
Olivia woke up, a young woman on a mission. She would try and turn her best friend today, get her cherry popped and see if she could create her very own partner in crime. Shoving the covers down and pulling her bottoms down immediately after, Olivia hunched over to look at her pussy. She'd been feeding her pussy cock for three straight days and wondered if it looked the same after all the use she'd put it through. Staring down, it looked the same, the same little tuft of blonde hair at the...
Olivia had been right in her prediction. She woke the next morning with tremendous soreness in her crotch. It wasn't just from her skin being rubbed raw, which it was, but also from soreness in muscles she didn't even know she had. It had been a very busy day for the newly anointed Queen of the Sluts, the title lacked originality but she'd come up with it on her own, even if it had been from a dream. It took everything in her power to avoid letting on to her mother that she was sore down...
Olivia was right, the pain coming from her pussy and asshole made yesterday's pain seem like nothing. Hobbling down the hallway, she headed into the kitchen in just her nightie, no underwear of course, and grabbed for the bottle of Tylenol they kept in the kitchen cupboard. Downing three of the tablets, Olivia pulled open the fridge looking for something to eat, hoping something appetizing would jump out at her. Not finding anything interesting, Olivia realized she hadn't eaten anything...
Mmmmmm... , oh yeah... , that feels so good." A good looking guy was kneeling between her legs, his hands cupping her butt cheeks, hoisting her pussy onto his generous cock slowly but surely, filling her pussy with his throbbing manhood. He was smiling down at her with his big blue eyes, his rippling muscles flexing as he worked her body on and off his tool. She could feel his hands gripping her ass cheeks tightly, lifting her hips up to meet his, their bodies locked together in time with...
It was daylight again, and Steve was still in her bed. It felt lovely waking up with his strong arms wrapped around her body. She could feel her t-shirt bunched up well past her waist and she was sure Steve had fucked her at least once in the night. She could feel the painful ache from her loins. It was throbbing from all the fucking she'd done yesterday. She hadn't needed the additional sex Steve had taken from her in her sleep, but then again, scores of guys had fucked her in her...
"Olivia, it's almost eleven o'clock. It's time to get your butt out of bed!" Lauren Hastings stood there in the doorway of her daughter's bedroom, waiting for her normally early-rising child, to get out of bed. "Come on kiddo, it's time to get up. You've slept away most of the morning. Rolling over opened her sleep eyes and saw her mother staring at her from the doorway. She'd been so exhausted after Steve left that Olivia momentarily couldn't remember if she'd put any clothes on...