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The day she fucked Steve, Bo had arrived at Susan’s home with take out food, a bottle of wine, and a sexy movie. All of which meant he was planning to make love to her. Which is what happened. Although she had showered and scrubbed herself clean, she just knew Bo would know she had fucked someone else. Afraid he would sense something, she surrendered to him and made love with him. Little did he know she was squirming and moaning because Steve had worn her out. She had even faked an orgasm so Bo would finish..

Bo had made love to her softly and tenderly and all she could think about was Steve. At one point, Susan had wanted to scream for Bo to just fuck her.

Man, I am really screwed up in the head she thought. Bo was a great guy. He was an engineer with the Department of Transportation and active in their community. Although divorced he supported his and was a really great father. On paper he was a true catch. One problem, he could not hold a match to Steve in the lovemaking department.

Susan dreaded Tuesday’s arrival and yet her pussy was soaking wet when she awoke that morning. As wet and horny as she was, she had made excuses not to make love with Bo before he left for work. All she could think about was fucking Steve when he got there.

Am I fucking crazy she thought? What is wrong with me ? Steve is a piece of shit and Bo is a prince. Yet I turn Bo’s advances down saving energy for a scumbag. By lunchtime Steve had not arrived and Susan started steaming. She decided if he showed now, she would not succumb to his advances.

Working on Adrenalin fueled by rage, Susan started moving Steve’s things into the garage. “He’s lucky I don’t just dump his shit in the yard,” she fumed. After probably the third trip upstairs she heard someone pulling into the driveway. Yep, it was Steve.

He was in his TR-6 with the top down. She watched as he stood up and leaned back into the car to grab a bag. He was shirtless and the stray silver hairs on his chest glistened in the light. Although prematurely gray, he had the looks of a model. His arms were well defined and years of rock climbing had sculpted a lean, hard physique. Although he was already 40, in his shorts and sandals, he could have passed for 25. While she watched, Steve ran his fingers through his hair and started toward the house.

Watching him approach the house, Susan felt her pussy involuntarily throb and begin to get wet. She realized to steel her resolve he should not let him in the house. She darted back into the garage and hit the opener button. Hearing the garage door activate, Steve turned away from the front door and walked to the garage door and ducked under it as it was still going up.

Susan glared at him and said “about fucking time you got here.” Steve smiled innocently and replied “I did not know there was any set time, I did say Tuesday, right?”

Susan’s mind reeled, she realized no, he did not specify a time. She stood motionless and began to speak when Steve said, “well I see you have been bringing stuff down from upstairs. You didn’t really have to do that.” Susan watched his eyes wander up and down her body and he continued, “your breasts look great in top--I remember the last time I saw you it it.”

Susan looked down and realized the pale yellow material of her tank top was nearly translucent from her perspiration and the dark circles of her aureola were clearly visible. Momentarily self-conscious she crossed her arms in front of her chest. Then she blushed more as she remembered the last time she had worn the top around Steve. They had been rock climbing that day. After finishing a particular challenging route, Steve had bent her over and fucked her from behind. As they were going at it a couple of other climbers had wandered up but Susan had not noticed. Steve saw them but kept right on pounding her until they both convulsed in orgasm. Only after they had cum did she realize they had an audience. The other couple grinned and resumed their hike with the guy high-fiving Steve as he passed. What a bastard she thought and felt herself turning crimson.

Steve strolled over and hit the garage button again and the door began coming down.

“Why did you drive the TR” Susan questioned? Steve smirked and said “well obviously this stuff won’t fit in the TR. Mark is coming later with his van. “ Plopping onto the garage sofa Steve reached into his bag and pulled out a six pack. Looking back at Susan he held a beer to her and smiled “here have a cold beer and have a seat.”

Once again Susan could feel herself being pulled in by Steve’s roguish charm, hard body, and raw sexuality. She accepted the beer and sat down at the opposite end of the sofa. Susan took a long swig and then held the cold bottle against her chest. She laid back and closed her eyes feeling weary from the roller coaster of emotions since she and Steve fucked last week.

Susan heard a lighter flick and opened her eyes. Steve was lighting a joint. He took a few drags on it and then offered it to her. She knew she shouldn’t. She knew if she got high with him she would end up fucking him again. Every logical thought in her brain said “NO”.

Susan took the joint from Steve and after several smooth tokes handed it back to him and chased it down with some more beer. Steve got up and walked across the garage and turned his stereo on. Coming back he casually jumped and grabbed his pull- bar and pumped out a bunch like it was nothing. Susan watched spellbound as his muscles rippled and his arm veins rose. Fuck , she thought, why does he have to be so fucking hot . She felt her natural lubrication flowing from her and her panties were already soaked.

Steve grinned as he bounced back to her looking down. “So are you happy to see me or did Bo- have his five minutes with you this morning?”

Susan felt herself flush and looked down and realized her white shorts were soaked through. Her crotch looked like she had pissed herself. Immediately she hated her body for betraying her mind.

Before she could come back with a witty remark, Steve had closed the distance between them. He leaned down and kissed her full on the mouth holding her face in his hands. She tried feebly to stop and pull back but Steve held her firmly and continued kissing her. She felt her mouth part on its own and felt Steve’s tongue tease hers. She reached out to push him away but as her hands touched the soft fuzz on his abdomen they slid around his hips pulling him toward her instead of away.

Still kissing her, Steve reached down and unsnapped his shorts and let them drop to the floor. Susan’s hands dropped lower caressing and holding on to his ass.

Steve kissed her more passionately and with the tip of his tongue circled the top of hers. He playfully bit her lower lip and traced her lips with his tongue. Then he kissed along her cheek until he was nuzzling her ear. His tongue lightly touched her ear sending shivers down her spine. Steve kissed more on her neck and ears and then slowly returned to kissing her mouth.

Steve pulled away and Susan opened her eyes. Steve was standing in front of her and his already hard cock was inches from her face. He still had her head in his hands and he firmly guided her mouth to his cock.

Susan licked the head to wet it and then slowly slipped her mouth over the head. Steve murmured “ that is good baby, take it deeper, god it feels so good.” Using his hands he pulled her head toward him pushing his cock further into her mouth. Susan took over and relaxing her throat sucked Steve deeper still until she felt his head entering her throat.

At almost 9 inches it had taken her awhile to learn how to take it all but now it was second nature. Steve started swaying rhythmically as his cock moved in and out of Susan’s mouth. She moved one hand onto the base of his cock. With the other she slid it between his legs and sought out his anus. She prodded it with her middle finger knowing Steve would not be able to maintain control. By now she had coated Steve’s cock with copious amounts of saliva so she got her fingers wet and plunged her middle finger into his ass. Steve gasped and raised up on his toes totally under her control. She sucked and slurped harder on his rock hard cock. His balls had drawn tight and she knew he was about to cub. She pushed her finger as far into his ass as she could while simultaneously pumping his cock with her mouth and hand. Steve groaned and clutched Susan’s head. He bucked hard and drove his cock down her throat as the first strong spurt erupted. He spurted at least six times ejaculating cum every time. Susan swallowed all she could but cum was running out of her mouth and down her hand. After his orgasmic spasms subsided, Steve pushed Susan back aggressively and pulled his cock out of her mouth. Leaning back down, he licked the cub dangling off her chin and kissed her deeply. Grasping her head in his right hand Steve kissed her breaking occasionally to lick cum from her face and hand before kissing her again.

Susan became desperate for relief and quickly slid her shorts and panties off. Steve pulled back from the kissing and literally ripped her tank top off.

“Damn baby, that was amazing. I don’t think I have ever so hard.” He then knelt on the floor between her legs and slowly kissed his way down to her breasts. First one then the other as he licked and nibbled and kissed all around her nipples before finally sucking them. He would wet them with his tongue then blow on them causing chills through her body.

He worked her breasts for a long time and Susan grew restless, she needed to cum and now. She slipped a hand down and began lightly stroking her pussy lips. Steve began making a kiss trail down toward her pussy and pulled her hand away. Susan moaned and Steve said “ your pussy is mine, I will decide when you are touched.” Susan’s body arched and she longed for his touch. She put her hands on his head and pushed him toward her pussy.

Steve teased her and prolonged her agony. He purposely kissed either side of her pussy without touching it. Even the warmth of his breath was nearly pushing her over the edge. Once again she was sitting in a puddle of her own juices. Suddenly she felt Steve’s tongue flatten out against her pussy and lick it from nearly her anus all the way to her clit. He parted her lips with his tongue and once he got to her clit he made a few circles around it before closing his mouth over it sucking lightly. As soon as he sucked it, she started orgasming. She squeezed his head tight between her thighs and grabbed a handful of hair. It seemed like she came for 5 minutes. When it was over she loosened her thigh grip and pulled Steve to her face again. She kissed him and leaning back looking deep into his eyes said “I hate you, you of a bitch. Why did you fuck Belinda? Why?”

Steve stood and flopped on the couch beside Susan. He popped open another beer and after a long swallow began, “I have told you before. I did not know it was happening...” Susan felt her rage returning and swung at him but Steve caught her wrist and denied Susan the pleasure of smacking him. Still holding her wrist, he used it to pull her and spin her around. He pushed her over the arm of the sofa and she felt his hard cock press through her pussy lips and plunge deep inside of her. “You lying bastard” she screamed. He was still telling her the same feeble lie. Steve pulled his cock nearly out of her then slammed it back in forcefully. Susan gritted her teeth and growled.

“I swear I only had one drink the party but I passed out. When I came to I was in the tub and Belinda was riding my cock. I swear I have no fucking recollection of any of the events after that one drink. When I realized she was fucking me with a crowd gathered around the tub watching I threw her off . Then I went to my truck and passed out.” His voice was tinged with anger and he was pounding her pussy hard. Bent over the arm of the sofa, Susan could do nothing but lie there. She wanted to scream again and she hated him but the angry pounding felt incredible. She felt Steve’s thumb push against her asshole and then pop inside. He fucked her pussy harder and matched the pace as his thumb fucked her ass. The world closed in around her, her anger, fury, devastation, and shame all combined with the intense and erotic fucking she was getting to produce a mind shattering orgasm. Her toes curled and she bit her lip hard as the orgasm took her body. Her pussy clamped onto Steve’s cock and then she squirted hard pushing her juices out all around Steve’s cock drenching the sofa, her ass and Steve. Wave after wave coursed through her. She clutched at the sofa cushions and let out a deep guttural sound somewhere between a a cry of pain and squeal of joy. Her brain was extremely confused and she could not think. Then she completely blacked out.

When she opened her eyes she was sitting on the edge of the sofa and Steve was kneeling between her legs still fucking her. His pace had slowed to a more steady rhythmic stroke. His cock felt so good inside her. She wrapped her legs around him and grabbed hold of his butt pulling him tight each time he pushed inside her. She blinked and as her eyes regained focus looked at him with tears and asked “please come home, I love you.” Steve exploded deep in her so forcefully she felt each stream as it painted her insides.