Lying on the bed, Amanda was barely conscious. Her muscles ached and her mind was still spinning. Be

Lying on the bed, Amanda was barely conscious. Her muscles ached and her mind was still spinning. Behind her, the soft, soothing rhythm of the shower hushed its way into the master bedroom, a mix of raindrops and thick splashes.  As the sun crested over the horizon, morning burst through the window, pulling her out of her deep, deep sleep.

Amanda slowly became aware of her body. She was face down, a pillow tucked under her arms. Her thin, black lace panties–an anniversary gift from her husband–were the only thing covering her body.  She felt someone behind her. He pulled her panties to the side.

“Oh baby,” Amanda moaned. “Please, I need some rest,” she pleaded into the pillow. But his hands roamed all over her ass and his fingers slid easily into her wet, open pussy. “Ooohh,” she moaned as he fingered her. “Aren’t you satisfied yet?” she asked with a chuckle.

They had been at it all night. She was impressed with his stamina, but then again, he was almost 15 years younger than her and almost 20 years younger than her husband…the only man she had been with for over a decade.

She felt him kneel behind her, straddling her ass. Amanda prepared herself, but was pleasantly surprised at how easily he slipped inside her. Still in a daze, she wondered if she had grown accustomed to his girth. He felt so much smaller than she remembered. Then she felt his thrusts, more frantic and desperate than before. Amanda turned her head to look behind her.

“Oh, hey honey,” she said to her husband. Now the sensation of a thinner, shorter cock made sense to her.  “He fucked me sooo good last night,” she purred, egging him on.

Her husband’s face was red and covered in sweat. He furiously drove into her, angrily pulling her hips towards him. He couldn’t hope to reach as far inside her as her lover had, but she let him think he could.

“Oh baby, that feels soo good,” she lied. “Mmm, you’re gonna make me cum, baby,” she said, trying to sound sincere.

After a few more futile strokes, he grunted loudly and shot his load inside of his wife. He was still panting and shaking when the deep, booming voice spoke from behind him

“Do you mind if I…,” Amanda’s lover asked, pointing at her wet pussy. His naked muscles glistened from the shower and his massive, white cock hung loosely in front of him. “One more for the road?” he asked, moving her husband aside. Amanda wiggled her ass enticingly.

He rubbed his hardening cock across her freshly basted pussy. He was hard again in no time, dragging his monster cock across her pussy lips, teasing her. Amanda moaned in anticipation, rocking back and forth anxiously. When he eased his cock inside of her, she gripped the mattress tightly, biting it to stifle her scream.

“That’s more like it,” she told herself as the massive cock filled every inch of her.