Monday, 23 January 2017


My Wife, Elsa is 18 years younger than I am and was 32 
years old at the time. She is a slim Asian lady, good 
looking and a good wife.

I had been married before and often "swung" during my 
first marriage. Elsa was shy but to please me, despite 
going red faced at first, would flash her pubes while 
driving in the car to truckers driving past us. This 
gave me a thrill and also eventually a thrill to Elsa.

Then I introduced another male (A friend of mine named 
Frank) into our relationship. Elsa just flashed him at 
first, but after a while went further. It was a 
dominant male I knew. He wouldn't take no for an 
answer; Elsa did not intend it to go all the way but 
Frank just took over and before long had her stripped 
naked and adopting pose's for him. I think she was to 
scared of him to refuse and when he laid her down and 
fucked her that first time she was to humiliated to 
fight him off.

We had several encounters afterwards with Frank and 
with a few other males. It was a turn on for me, seeing 
another male fuck her, and also seeing her 
embarrassment by the situation.


I wont go in to it too much detail, but I did some 
thing wrong; I broke a law I shouldn't have, but 
thought I'd just get a fine! In court, I got sentenced 
to one year in jail. I was sent to Maximum-security 
jail at first, but after three months there, was 
transferred to an open prison (Prison farm). It was 
over crowded and most of the inmates were Black! 

They seemed to run the jails; the warders never 
bothered them and were in fact scared of them. The 
blacks ran protection rings in there and if you fought 
with one black male all of them would gang up on you.

One of my friends (Wayne, a white guy) ran foul of the 
boss of the blacks, Khan was his name, well Wayne got 
such a hiding he was sent to hospital and when he was 
fit, decided to go back to Maximum security jail rather 
than go through it again. The warders knew who'd done 
it, but nothing happened.

I was still in the dormitory at the time Khan picked on 
me, he asked for a cigarette, but he took all of my 
tobacco and papers, I protested and before I knew it 
was on the ground getting a kicking. A screw turned the 
corner and saw us, but turned round and walked away!

The next day another black (Kevin), started a fight 
with me for no reason, this time I did give him a good 
whack, but later that evening a group of them got me in 
the showers and I ended up with a black eye and bruised 
balls. Now I was living on the edge with nowhere to go.

Visiting was on weekends, open contact visits, people 
sat in groups or as couples with only one screw 
watching them, The area was close to 3 acres so you 
could have a grope and kiss and somewhat more with no 

When my wife Elsa saw me, she was shocked; she knew 
what had happened to my friend Wayne. I told her not to 
worry because I only had a few months to go before 

After a while I went to get some coffee for us and 
while I was gone, Khan and a couple of other blacks 
went over to Elsa, he warned her that I could get hurt, 
really hurt! But if she smuggled in a carton of smokes 
at the next visit, he would protect me. 

She agreed and was told to come early and put them in 
the back of the gardener's shed on a shelf, the shed 
was right by the car park visitor's toilets. Also, he 
told her not to tell me about it, he said that it was 
their secret.

As I came back with the coffee I saw Khan leaving, Elsa 
told me he had just asked how she was and where she was 
from. I didn't think anymore about it at the time, Elsa 
is a pretty Asian, cute, 5' tall and attracts a lot of 
interest from most men.

During the week I was moved to the main block and had 
to share a cell with a black male. That was OK, but I 
was nearly opposite Khans cell. I was left alone the 
following week, but I kept as low a profile as 
possible. I didn't know it at the time but my personal 
possessions were not personal, the black that I shared 
my cell with used to go through my personal stuff while 
I was away doing my assigned work duty.

Elsa was very quiet when she visited me that next 
weekend. I knew some thing was wrong, She pulled away 
when I kissed her, but I thought it was just me being 
in prison that was getting to her. Once she found out 
that I was OK, she bucked up and was back to her old-
self again before she left.

The next week, we were sitting down on the grass to 
talk, some distance from any one else. When Khan and 
three blacks came and sat with us, he sat in between 
Elsa and me, and asked if it was OK to join us for a 
while. I couldn't say no without causing trouble. He'd 
brought us some cans of coke and was being friendly. He 
chatted for a while as if he was my best friend, then 
he asked me to get some more cokes from the fridge in 
the canteen. I was not too pleased to be treated like a 
servant, but thought, anything to keep things from 
getting ugly in front of my wife!

I arrived back with the Coke's; Elsa was sitting there, 
blushing between the blacks.
They drank the Cokes I'd brought, chatted some more 
then they left leaving us in peace. Laying beside her 
and trying not to look too obvious I slide my hand up 
Elsa's dress, despite her trying to stop me. I was 
surprised and pleased to find she had no panties on! I 
commented about it, thinking she had done it for me. 
But when I touched her cunt, it was dripping wet. Too 
wet to be just excitement.

She then told me what had been happening over the last 
two weeks.

She told me that Khan had told her to hide some 
cigarettes in the gardener's shed before visiting time. 
She had gone there after making sure no one had seen 
her. But as she went inside Khan had followed her and 
locked the door behind him.

Khan was a big man 6' 9" tall and broad. He calmly told 
Elsa to undo her top, that he wanted to see her tits. 
Fearing him she did as he commanded. He stepped up to 
her and felt her tits and kissed them, which only made 
him hornier. 

Next he ordered her to raise her dress, she hesitated, 
but Khan threatened to hurt me if she didn't do as she 
was told.

She lifted her dress, and he ripped off her panties. 
Pushing her up against the wall of the shed he fingered 
her. That's all he did at first, but soon he had his 
cock out. Elsa was pushed down onto the floor and had 
to suck his cock. Then he held her down and fucked her. 
When he was finished he told her to go and not to say a 
word to me if she wanted me to keep on living. He 
wouldn't return her panties to her no matter how she 
pleaded with him.

Much the same thing had happened before this visit, but 
this time she had to strip naked for him in the shed. 
She had to given him a blowjob and then he fucked her 
again. Afterward he had wiped her cunt with her panties 
and took them as a trophy.

Elsa said that when Khan had came over to us during the 
visit, while I was getting the Cokes he had made her 
show her cunt to the other blacks that were with him. 
Then let one of them finger her. She said it was only 
because they saw me coming back that he'd stopped the 
other two from touching her.

She pleaded with me, not to tell Khan that she had told 
me what had happened to her. She said he had told her 
that he knew her address from the letters she'd send 
me, and that he might have her hurt if she told me.

I was so angry by what had happen to my baby, but at 
the same time I found myself strangely turned on by it 
all. I noticed that Elsa was handling it very well. I 
asked how she felt? 

She told me the first time she had been really 
frightened and very humiliated, but once she found out 
he was not going to beat her up, she was still shocked, 
humiliated and embarrassed but she felt that she could 
take his advances.

Just before she left, again she asked me gain, not to 
say anything to Khan. I remember thinking how helpless 
I felt, but at the same time the more I thought about 
my little woman being taken by that huge black man the 
more turned on I got.

At dinner that night, I looked at Khan while we were 
queuing up, trying to imagine him fucking my little 
Elsa. That night it was all I could think about. I know 
that I must have kept my cellmate awake with all the 
jacking off I did during the night.

Over the next few days, the men who hung out with Khan 
made sly remarks about Elsa (Things like, "Has she got 
a nice bush?" "Is she as tight as she looks?" and "I 
bet you can't wait to get home and fuck her brains out, 
I bet she's a good fuck.") Most of them said that to 
all the crims, but I knew that they were aware that 
Khan had fucked my wife and she had been made to flash 
her cunt to each of them.

They were taunting me. One of the bastard's was the one 
I whacked; a fucking little prick aged about 18 years 
who's name was Kevin. I was seething and decided to see 
Khan when he was on his own.

I had it all planed out; I thought if he found out that 
I knew, he would stop! I told him that what he'd done 
to my wife was rape, but if it stopped now I'd keep my 
mouth shut.

He just laughed at me, then said that he hadn't rape 
her, that she'd done it willingly. He said that she was 
the one who went to the shed knowing she'd be getting 

In desperation I asked him if he would keep the others 
out of it, that I didn't want my pretty little wife 
gangbanged. He looked me in the eye and grinned, "No," 
he said, "we share what we got around here! You can 
watch them finger her cunt and watch her take it. If 
you're a good boy I might let you finger her after the 
others are done. Now fuck off and don't bother me again 
fuck face."

When I left, I realized I should have kept quiet. I 
knew he would go out of his way to humiliate us. Now I 
knew what was going to happen I could only think about 
my sweet wife and what I'd done.

Later that evening, he called me over to his cell, his 
friends were there watching his TV, he held out Elsa's 
panty's with his cum stains on them. "Do you recognize 
these," he asked. He threw them to me, "Keep em, I have 
these, he held up another pair of her panties," also 

Fucking black little shit Kevin asked him if he could 
have my wife's panty's. Khan told me to give him the 
ones that he'd thrown to me. The shit held them up to 
his nose, laughing and said, "Fuck man I sure hope 
she's early next week."

I think if I'd a gun right then I would have shot all 
of them.

I was dreading my wife's next visit; I hoped that she 
wouldn't turn up. As much as I wanted to see her I 
didn't think that I could take much more of this.

On the day, I had mixed feelings, I knew Khan would 
fuck her before I got to see her, but strangely I was 
turned on by the thought of it. It discussed me that I 
had these feelings, but I did, and I waited in 
breathless anticipation.

When at last Elsa and I were able to talk, she said 
Khan had yelled at her for telling me, then said he'd 
really hurt me bad if she said anything more to anyone.

She had promised him that she would do anything he told 
her to do. She had worn a dress that buttoned down the 
front, no bra and now after seeing Khan, no panties. 
Her faced was flushed, I could tell that she'd had 
climax. I could always tell by the flush on her cheeks.

She gave me the news from home, but within 20 minutes 
Khan and his friends turned up to put a damper on 
things. Elsa went bright red as Khan sat down. "Sit 
down there," he told the others, "You can see a lot 
better that way."

I was sitting next to Elsa. Khan told me to move 
opposite her and him. I hesitated, but knew that he was 
in charge so I did as he said.

"Pull your knees up," he told her, "and spread your 

She did as he said.


I could see the cum running out of her gaping cunt. I 
knew that she'd cum too, that Khan had cum in her and 
had brought her off at the same time. I was sick 
inside, and somehow more excited than I can remember 
being in a long time.

Elsa was red faced; the other blacks had a good look at 
her cum soaked pussy. That fuckhead Kevin moved to her 
side, then smiling at me calmly started to finger her 
cunt in front of everyone. His fingers were soon 
covered in cum, he wiped them on her dress, the other 
blacks then had a turn at fingering her while I 

Khan told us all to move closer in a group, and then 
told me to finger my wife! Then Kevin sat down next to 
her, Khan told Elsa to move closer to him and get his 
cock out, she did as she was told and played with it. 
Khan watched them for a while then he told one of the 
others to keep a look out. He told me to lie next to 
Kevin to block the view of anyone who might look our 
way. It was like I was in a dream, it was unreal, I was 
sitting there watching them play with my pretty little 
wife and I couldn't do a thing about it.

Then Kevin had her tits out on show and was kissing 
them. He gave her love bites around her nipples, while 
fingering her. Elsa was still stroking his cock as she 
had been told. I jumped when that fucker Kevin pushed 
my wife's head down to his erect cock. Khan gripped me 
and looked threateningly into my eyes. He smiled and 
pushed me down closer to them so I was only inches from 
the action.

Elsa was nearly choking as he pushed her head hard down 
on his cock. He was moving her head in his hands, 
almost masturbating with her, and when he came he held 
her head there for what seemed like ages, pulling her 
down hard to his groin sinking deep into her throat. 
The fucker smiled at me and asked if I was jealous?

Finally he released her hair and as she got up I could 
see that her lips and chin was smeared with his cum. 

Khan laughed and said, "I told you she gave good head." 
Kevin looked at me and laughed.

Time was getting on, so Elsa fixed herself up the best 
she could and I walked her to the gate. When I kissed 
her good bye, we both hesitated then kissed hard and 
long. All the time I was thinking about Kevin's cock 
cumming in her mouth only 10 minutes before.

After dinner, Khan, sent one of the blacks to bring me 
to his cell, they were all there.
He told me what he had made Elsa do in the shed and 
that she had cum, "She likes black cock don't she? Did 
you see the way she sucked Kev's cock. And she 
swallowed every bit of it. Good thing we're looking 
after her sex life for you. Kevin gave me two packets 
of smokes for that blowjob! Well worth it I'd say." 
Khan said.

They were trying to humiliate me. And they were, but 
also the visions that went through my mind were turning 
me on at the same time!

All week, they stirred me about, telling me what was 
going to happen during the next visit. Each one of his 
men had asked Khan if they could get a blowjob from my 
wife. And Kevin now wanted to fuck her too. He said he 
would be willing to pay Khan anything.

When Elsa went to the shed during the next visit, Khan 
and Kevin were there waiting for her. Again she had to 
strip naked, and while Khan fucked her, she sucked 
Kevin's cock.

When Khan finished with my wife it was Kevin's turn to 
fucked her. After he'd cum in her she dressed then met 
me in the visitor's yard. She told me what Kevin had 
done and how he had fucked her really hard and rough. 
She didn't like him because he took great delight in 
humiliating her.

She said she still had bite marks on her breasts from 
last weeks visit, caused by Kevin.
He wanted to fuck her arse, but Khan had stopped him. 
He said that would cost another carton of smokes, which 
Kevin didn't have.

This time they left Elsa and I alone for about 40 
minutes before they all turned up. They sat down with 
us and Khan said, "OK Elsa, do your thing!"

Elsa, with no hesitation spread her legs wide exposing 
herself, Khan told me to have a feel of her cunt, and 
said she was so wet when she saw both of them there, 
that his cock just slipped in! "I think she was happy 
to see us!"

I fingered her as ordered; she was very wet and full of 
cum. It even ran down my hand. "Clean her up!" Khan 
demanded. I used my hankie to wipe at her cunt, Khan 
who was sitting on the other side of us, felt her. "Ok! 
Now move away and let the others have a go at her. Sit 
over there, so you can see your wife perform better 

I did as I was told.

They were getting bolder with each visit, her dress was 
open at the front down to her waist, her tits on 
display. As luck would have it, most of the people were 
a long way away and too busy with there visiting to 
worry about us.

The other two blacks got a blowjob from my wife that 
day while we all huddled round her.
Kevin was horny at the sight of all this (as I was) and 
also got a blowjob from her. I decided to ask Khan, if 
I could get some head too. Would they cover for me?

He thought that was funny. Me asking. "Yeah, Ok," he 
said after pausing for a minute to think about the 
irony. "Get round boys let hubby get his."

I tried to get beside Elsa, but he pointed to her 
exposed cunt. Get down there! You wanted a head job, 
right?. Do it."

I refused, I just couldn't lick her cunt with all those 
black guy's cum running out of it.

"Do it fucker, do it now!" Khan yelled.

I hesitated. Khan grabbed my head by the hair and 
pushed my face down in to her sloppy cunt. "Now fucking 
lick it. Don't you want it any more, now that it's had 
some black cock?"

I could smell their cum and her odor, I licked her; she 
was looking down at me and I knew that she was getting 
hot; she pushed her cunt to me. The whole situation was 
so depraved, I just kept thinking about her and the 
black cocks fucking her, and of both our humiliation at 
their hands. 

The next few visits, were much the same. I tried to 
talk Elsa out of coming any more, but she just said 
that she was afraid not to. Each time she came Khan and 
Kevin fucked her in the shed, then the other blacks 
fingered her in the visitor's compound and they 
received blowjobs from her too.

That fucker Khan even had her the last day I was there. 
Elsa had come to pick me up at 12 noon just before 
lunch. But she had to meet him and Kevin in the shed 
before seeing me. They'd told her that she had to do it 
or they'd send someone around to our place to get even.

This time she had to take it in the cunt and arse. Khan 
in the cunt and Kevin in the arse, both at the same 
time. Kevin gave her "love" bites on her tits and 
around her cunt area, "Just to remind him," he told 

She told me later on the drive home what they had done 
to her. As soon as I got her home, I took her straight 
to bed, stripped her naked and just looked at her body. 
Her cunt and arse were still dripping with cum.

I couldn't wait any longer, I just plunged my cock in 
to the slimy mess and thought of Khan and Kevin who had 
been fucking her cunt and arse an hour before and all 
the blowjobs she given over the last few month's. With 
my frantic pounding Elsa climaxed immediately, and 
pushed me off and moved down and sucked me dry. I was 
amazed at how good of a cocksucker she'd become.

I had never been able to fuck her in the arse before, 
but now after what Khan and Kevin had done to her she 
was quiet willing to let me do it to her.

For the next, few months that was all we talked about 
in bed, with Elsa going over the events in the shed in 
minuet detail. It was a real turn on for her, and me. 
Having a dominant black male taking advantage of the 
situation, then displaying her to his friends for their 
use and enjoyment. 

It became a fixation with us; we talked about 
recreating the situation with another black male and 
finally decided to advertise in the local swinger 
magazine. We even got a few replies, but Elsa always 
backed out each time with an excuse of some kind. 

Then one-day fate took a hand. I was still on parole 
and attending session. Elsa had decided to wait outside 
of the building. To her shock, Khan walked out after 
having had his meeting and talked to her like an old 

Once again Khan just took control of the situation. By 
the time I was done with my meeting with the parole 
officer he had told Elsa that he would come home with 
us for a while.
I told him, that we had things to do, maybe another 
time, maybe? 

But, He insisted, and got into the car beside my wife. 
Again the fear came flooding back. I went cold. Elsa 
was very quiet too. Reluctantly, we agreed to take him 
home with us. I felt humiliated by the fact that Khan 
had again scared me into letting him use my wife again.

As we entered our house I had a cold sensation come 
over me. I knew what was going to happen and I knew I 
couldn't stop it! Elsa was red faced and breathing hard 
with fear, she too knew the situation was out of our 
control. I sat at the kitchen table, but Khan just 
asked where the bedroom was, and told Elsa to show him.

I followed quietly feeling like I was the intruder 
here. He sat on the bed, "OK; I want you to strip off, 
slowly for me Elsa," he said, "no rush!" Elsa looked at 
me. "Don't worry about him," Khan said.

She removed her blouse and skirt, then, hesitated. She 
just had her bra and panties on and
was about to undo her bra, when Khan told her to stop! 
"Let him do it," he said. "Get behind her and remove 
her bra for me."

I felt totally humiliated. But I undid her bra, 
exposing her tits to his view. "Play with them," he 
told me; "I want her nice and ready for me."

I fondled her breast, "OK, now her panties."

I slid her panties down her smooth legs, and then 
removed them. 

"Finger her," he said.

I did. 

"Pull her open," he said, "is she wet?" he asked?

I replied numbly, "Yes she is."

He called her over to him. Then started fingered her. 
"Mmmm yes, very wet," he laughed. He stood up, and then 
told her to undress him. "You can go and get me a 
beer," he said to me.

I left the bedroom, just as Elsa was removing his 
trousers. When I returned, he was sitting on the edge 
of the bed and Elsa was kneeling down between his legs 
sucking his big black cock. "Don't you knock?" He said.

I said nothing, but I could see he was trying to 
humiliate me some more.

He gulped down the beer, then, stood up, Elsa stopped 
sucking his cock. "Get on that bed and spread your legs 
wide for me," he told her. His cock was as black as 
coal even blacker than he was.

Elsa did not make eye contact with me; she lay on her 
back and opened her legs wide for Khan. Just looking at 
her there, totally exposed and waiting for him to fuck 
her I got an erection.

He finished his beer, threw the can on the floor. Then 
told me to get another one for after he was done with 
my wife.

This time when I returned I stood at the door (my door) 
and knocked!

"Ok come."

I entered, he was on top of Elsa, fucking her. I put 
the beer down. "Ok," he said, "you can go now."

I hesitated.

"Fuck off asshole, I'll call you when I want 
something," growled dangerously at me.

I left and closed the door...

Saturday, 21 January 2017


“Nor, masuk bilik saya sekejap.”

Petang itu kira-kira pukul 6.00 petang waktu aku bersiap-siap untuk pulang Datuk Ong Tee Liat yang baru pulang dari menghadiri mesyuarat dengan pelanggannya mendekati mejaku dan mengarah agar aku masuk ke biliknya. Aku lihat muka Datuk Ong kemerahan dan langkahnya terkocoh-kocoh laju.

Aku memikirkan sesuatu, mungkin Datuk Ong menghadapi masalah. Dalam keadaan kegawatan dan ekonomi yang tidak menentu segala sesuatu boleh saja berlaku. Sebagai personal assistant atau setiausaha pribadi aku memang rapat dengan Datuk Ong. Segala masalah syarikat sentiasa diceritakan padaku. Bila satu persatu syarikat kewangan di Amerika Syarikat dan England runtuh dan muflis, tempiasnya mungkin terkena syarikat Datuk Ong yang juga menceburi bidang kewangan.

Aku menghadap cermin di sisiku. Aku rapikan pakaian dan rambutku dan berjalan pelan ke bilik Datuk Ong. Dengan perasaan debaran aku mengetuk daun pintu bilik pejabat Datuk Ong. Aku pun hairan kenapa hatiku rasa berdebar padahal sebelum ini tidak ada pula perasaan seperti ini bila aku memasuki bilik Ong.


Aku mendengar suara Datuk Ong bila aku mengetuk pintunya. Aku memulas tombol pintu, membuka daun pintu dan perlahan aku melangkah mengatur tapak demi tapak. Kira-kira enam langkah berjalan aku sudah berada tepat di hadapan Datuk Ong. Datuk Ong sedang bersandar di kerusinya sambil memejam mata.

“Datuk, ada perkara yang Datuk perlu saya lakukan?” tanyaku dengan suara lembut.

“Nor duduk,” Datuk Ong bersuara dengan mata masih terpejam.

Cara dan sikap Datuk Ong membuat aku sedikit cemas. Biasanya tidak begini. Selalunya Datuk Ong kelihatan ceria. Tapi petang ini Datuk Ong sama sekali berubah. Belum pernah aku melihatnya selama beberapa tahun aku bekerja dengannya.

Boss aku yang berusia 60 tahun itu kelihatan seperti ada sesuatu masalah yang mengganggu dirinya. Aku harap bukanlah masalah syarikat, kalau ada masalah pun biarlah masalah yang tidak ada kena mengena dengan syarikat. Aku sendiri gerun jika syarikat ini muflis aku akan kehilangan kerja. Bagaimana aku akan membayar sewa rumah dan ansuran kereta yang baru aku beli.

“Datuk, datuk ada masalah?” Tanyaku selepas beberapa ketika melihat Datuk Ong diam saja.

“Ya! Saya ada masalah.”

Aku bertambah risau bila Datuk Ong menyebut dia ada masalah. Aku kembali membayangkan kalau aku akan kehilangan pekerjaan. Pada masa keadaan ekonomi yang tidak menentu ini rasanya tidak mudah untuk mendapat pekerjaan. Ngeri rasanya membayangkan perlu naik turun tangga bangunan membawa dokumen dan resume mencari kerja kosong.

“Berat ke masalah datuk?” aku memberanikan diri bertanya.

“Tak pasti. Nor yang akan menentukannya.”

Aku menjadi tidak mengerti. Aku yang akan menentukan berat atau ringannya masalah Datuk Ong. Apa pula kaitannnya aku dengan masalah Datuk Ong. Aku keliru dan tidak faham.

“Saya tak faham datuk.” Aku berterus terang.

“Begini ceritanya. Tadi selepas mesyuarat saya dan kawan-kawan ke kelab. Mereka memasang video, cerita menarik.”

“Menonton video perkara biasa datuk. Tak ada masalah pun, saya juga kadang-kadang menonton video.”

“Ini video sepecial, saya perlu bantuan.”

“Bantuan macam mana tu datuk. Saya kurang faham.” Aku masih keliru dengan teka-teki lelaki cina di hadapanku ini.

“Video tu cerita orang dewasa. Nor kita bercakap macam orang dewasa.”

Aku masih kurang faham. Bercakap macam orang dewasa? Memang pun aku bercakap dengan Datuk Ong macam orang dewasa. Takkan aku nak bercakap macam budak-budak dengan majikan sendiri.

“Saya bercakap macam orang dewasalah datuk.”

“Macam ni Nor, kita pendekkan cerita. Bila tengok video tu penis saya tegang, sekarang pun belum turun. Saya perlu bantuan Nor untuk turunkannya.”

“Saya belum pernah buat perkara macam tu. Kerja saya membantu datuk urusan pejabat saja.”

“Saya bagi Nor satu ribu.”
Aku jadi seram dengan permintaan Datuk Ong kali ini. Sejak kahwin aku tidak pernah menduakan suamiku. Sudah dua tahun aku berkahwin tapi kami merancang untuk tidak memiliki anak dalam waktu terdekat. Hubungan aku dengan suami amat bahagia. Aku mendapat kepuasan tiapa kali aku bersama dengan suami.

Fikiranku berkecamuk, jika aku menerima tawaran Datuk Ong bermakna aku perlu melayan kehendak seksnya. Jika aku menolak, aku kehilangan wang seribu. Seribu ringgit sama dengan gaji aku setengah bulan. Kerja yang perlu aku lakukan pun bukan lama, paling lama pun satu jam sahaja. Tambahan pula telah seminggu suamiku out station. Nafsuku tak dilayan seminggu jugalah. Aku confuse.

“Ikut suka datuklah, saya hanya kerja di sini,” jawabku pelan.

“Ini bukan perintah, Nor. Ini tak ada kaitan dengan kerja, ini hanya tawaran sukarela. Nor boleh tidak setuju dan kerja Nor di sini macam biasa sahaja,” jelas Datuk Ong menghilangkan keraguanku.

Aku mengganguk tanda setuju. Wajah Datuk Ong berseri-seri. Datuk Ong bangun dari kerusinya dan mengajakku ke kerusi sofa tempat dia selalu melayan tetamu yang datang ke biliknya. Kami duduk berdekatan di atas kerusi sofa panjang yang lembut. Datuk Ong menarikkan zip seluarnya dan menarik seluar dalam ke bawah. Melenting zakar Datuk Ong yang keras terjongol keluar.

“Nor, penis saya keras sejak tadi. Dia tak mahu turun. Cuba Nor pegang.”

Aku terperanjat pada mulanya melihat batang pelir Datuk Ong yang sudah keras. Batang pelir lelaki cina ini tidaklah besar sangat. Aku lihat biasa-biasa saja. Kepala merah kelihatan sedikit terkeluar dari kulupnya. Baru aku perasan rupanya Datuk Ong tidak bersunat. Aku pegang dan ramas pelir tersebut atas permintaan Datuk Ong.

Datuk Ong makin rapat kepadaku dan memasukkan tangannya ke dalam bajuku. Buah dadaku disentuhnya lembut. Datuk Ong mula menanggalkan butang bajuku. Aku membantu dengan melepaskan blazer yang aku pakai. Aku membiarkan tangan Datuk Ong merayap di atas coliku. Pada mulanya tindakan Datuk Ong tidak agresif, tapi lama kelamaan dia semakin ganas. Maklumlah orang dah tua, perlu pemanasan terlebih dulu macam enjin kereta lama.

Datuk Ong menanggalkan coliku. Dia menghisap tetekku sepuas-puasnya. Buah dadaku diramas dan dihisapnya. Aku mula menjadi khayal. Datuk Ong mula menghisap lidahku dengan rakus. Dia mula mencium dan menghisap lidahku berselera. Aku semakin geli. Aku menanggalkan baju kot dan kemeja Datuk Ong. Kemudian seluarnya pula kutanggalkan. Datuk Ong terus menjalankan kerja meramas dan menghisap buah dadaku.

Setelah puas bermain dengan dua gunungku Datuk Ong mula menggerakkan tangannya ke arah skirt pendekku. Tangannya dengan cekap menyelak skirtku ke atas. Seluar dalamku kelihatan. Datuk Ong terus meraba-raba ke dalam seluar dalamku mencari lubang perigiku. Tangan Datuk Ong menggentel-gentel biji kelentitku dengan enak sekali. Aku mengeluh kesedapan.

Setelah itu seluar dalamku dilucutkan oleh Datuk Ong. Ketika itu aku masih duduk di atas kerusi lagi. Datuk Ong membongkokkan kepalanya untuk menjilat lubang cipapku. Aku pun membukakan kelangkangku lebar-lebar agar Datuk Ong dapat selesa menghisap cipapku.

"You punya barang banyak baguslah Nor", kata Datuk Ong.

Aku tersenyum saja menerima pujian Datuk Ong. Aku memang menjaga alat sulitku dengan rapi. Kebersihan kujaga. Aku cukur bersih bulu-bulu yang tumbuh, hanya sejemput kecil kutinggal bahagian atas tundunku yang tembam. Cipapku selalu aku cuci dengan feminine wash. Tentu saja Datuk Ong suka aromanya yang segar. Orang lelaki memang suka bau cipap yang segar dan bersih.

Datuk Ong terus menghisap dan menghirup cairan dari cipapkuku. Air semakin banyak membasahi bibir cipapku yang merah ranum. Hujung hidung Datuk Ong menggelitik hujung kelentitku. Aku geli bercampur nikmat. Bila lidah Datuk Ong meneroka lubang cipapku, aku rasa seperti terbang di kayangan. Lazat, nikmat, geli bercampur-campur.
Aku tak tinggal diam. Aku memegang balak Datuk Ong. Kulupnya yang tebal masih membungkus kepala merahnya. Pertama kali aku memegang pelir orang lain selain suamiku. Kali ini pelir lelaki cina tua yang tak bersunat.

Aku memegang dan mengusapnya sehingga balak Datuk Ong bertambah tegang. Perlahan-lahan aku meramas-ramas batang dan melurutkan kulupnya. Batangnya aku mainkan sehingga betul-betul keras. Kulihat kepala merah secara perlahan-lahan keluar dari kulupnya. Hanya separuh sahaja kepala merah licin keluar dari kulup, separuh lagi masih dibungkus kulit kulup. Kepala pelir warna merah, kulit kulup warna coklat muda. Pelan-pelan aku menolak kulit kulup ke belakang. Mudah sahaja ia bergerak. Sekarang semua kepala pelirnya terbuka. Balak Datuk Ong sekarang dua warna. Bahagian kepala warna merah berkilat, bahagian batang warna coklat muda berurat-urat.

Kerana agak penasaran aku belek batang pelir Datuk Ong. Pelir tak bersunat ni bentuknya macam pelir budak kecik cuma ukurannya saja tentunya lebih besar dan lebih panjang. Satu lagi bezanya aku lihat ialah kulup budak kecik tak boleh diloceh tapi pelir Datuk Ong mudah saja diloceh. Kulit kulup mudah bergerak ke belakang memperlihat kepala merah yang bentuknya macam kudup cendawan atau topi jerman.

“Nor, you hisap penis I.”

“Saya tak biasa hisap lancau tak potong.”

Aku rasa geli juga bila disuruh hisap pelir lelaki cina tua di depanku ini. Kawanku pernah cerita pelir lelaki yang tak bersunat kurang bersih. Ada benda-benda putih di bawah kulit kulup. Itu semua cerita kawan-kawanku.

“Penis I bersih. Nanti I tambah lagi dua ratus.”

Cakap Datuk Ong dah jadi lain, sekejap saya sekejap I. Aku tak kisah semua ini, aku memikirkan habuan tambahan dari Datuk Ong. Dua ratus ringgit extra. Kira okeylah tu. Bukan luak pun kalau aku hisap dan kulum batang cina berkulup tu. Aku mula beraksi, aku dekatkan mukaku ke celah paha Datuk Ong. Pertama sekali aku cium kepala merah lembab tu. Baunya agak pelik, tapi mungkin inilah aroma kepala pelir lelaki tak bersunat. Agak berbeza dengan kepala pelir suamiku yang rasanya tidak ada bau. Kemudian aku jilat kepala merah tersebut, bermula dari lubang kencing hingga ke bahagian takuknya. Puas menjilat aku mengulum batang tua tersebut dan aku hisap pelan-pelan. Hanya beberapa minit terasa ada cairan hangat agak masin keluar dari muncung pelir Datuk Ong. Rupanya Datuk Ong telah mengeluarkan mazinya.

“Cukup Nor, I dah tak tahan. I nak rasa vagina you, I nak fuck you.”

Sesudah puas Datuk Ong menghisap cipapku dia mula memegang balaknya untuk di masukkan ke dalam cipapku.

"Boleh bikin doggy style ke, Nor?" tanya Datuk Ong.

"Apa saja yang Datuk minta Nor kasi," jawabku.

Aku pun terus membongkokkan badanku di atas carpet sambil tanganku memegang kerusi sofa. Datuk Ong memeluk aku dari belakang. Terasa kehangatan tubuh kami berdua walau aircon terpasang di bilik Datuk Ong yang besar dan mewah itu. Datuk Ong merangkul badanku dari belakang sambil mencium belakang tengkokku. Terasa hangat nafas cina tua terasa di leherku.

Aku rasa batang Datuk mula membelah kedua belah buntutku. Perlahan-lahan Datuk Ong menghalakan batang kerasnya ke arah muara buritku yang semakin berdenyut-denyut minta diteroka. Kepala batang Datuk Ong akhirnya sampai ke belahan kemaluanku. Datuk Ong menekan perlahan-lahan batangnya ke dalam cipapku yang sudah basah. Terasa licin dan terus menerjah sehingga sampai ke dalam. Rasaku batang Datuk Ong tak panjang sangat, mengikut perkiraanku lebih pendek daripada pelir suamiku.

Kenanganku kembali ke zaman kecilku. Waktu usiaku 12 tahun, ibuku memujuk adik lelakiku yang berusia 10 tahun supaya bersunat. Adikku pada waktu itu tak mahu bersunat kerana takut sakit. Kata ibuku orang perempuan tak mahu lelaki tak bersunat. Kata ibuku lagi lelaki yang tak bersunat tidak boleh kahwin. Aku tak faham kata-kata ibuku waktu itu.

Sekarang ini batang pelir Datuk Ong yang tak bersunat tu telah bersarang dalam buritku. Selesa saja dia keluar masuk dalam lubangku yang sempit. Batang cina yang berkulup yang tak kenal pisau tok mudim tu gagah saja meneroka burit melayuku. Cerita ibuku tadi tidak benar sama sekali, itu hanyalah gula-gula bagi memujuk adikku supaya mahu berkhatan. Bagiku berkhatan atau tidak sama saja.

Apabila habis batang Datuk Ong terbenam ke dalam cipapku dia mula menghayunkan buntutnya agar balaknya keluar dan masuk. Batang Datuk Ong terus keluar dan masuk dengan lancarnya di dalam cipapku. Sesekali Datuk Ong menjerit kesedapan. Aku pun begitu juga, cuma kurang sedap jika dibandingkan dengan batang suamiku yang bersunat. Semasa batang Datuk Ong masuk terasa sedap, tetapi apabila ditarik nikmatnya tidak seberapa. Mungkin ini yang disebut kawanku, batang berkulup ni bila masuk bertabik bila keluar bersalam.

Aku cuma melayan kerenah Datuk Ong saja. Setelah puas cara doggy, Datuk Ong menelentangkan aku di atas carpet lembut. Kali ini cipapku betul-betul di depannya. Dia membetulkan kepala merahnya yang berlendir menghala lubang buritku. Aku mengangkang luas bagi memudahkan kerja Datuk Ong. Batang Datuk Ong terus dimasukkan ke dalam cipapku. Dia menyorong tarik dengan lajunya. Tiba-tiba aku sudah mahu mencapai klimaks, aku terus memeluk badan Datuk Ong agar dia melajukan lagi hayunannya. Tiba-tiba seluruh badanku lemah terkulai kesedapan. Datuk Ong juga semakin laju menghayunkan balaknya.

“Nor I nak lepas dalam, boleh?”

“Boleh datuk, tapi kena extra dua ratus. Saya tak mau mengandung.”

“Okey, okey.”

Datuk Ong menjawab dengan suara terketar-ketar. Batang pelirnya terasa makin bertambah keras dan berdenyut-denyut. Aku tahu sebentar lagi tentu Datuk Ong akan memancutkan mani panasnya. Aku mengemut lebih laju supaya Datuk Ong terasa sedap. Aku ramas dan urut batang tua itu dengan dinding buritku. Aku kemut makin laju dan makin kuat.

“Aahhh... uuhhh... sedap Nor.”

Datuk Ong mengerang kuat. Serentak itu aku rasa badannya menggigil dan pahanya terketar-ketar. Badannya dirapatkan dengan badanku dan terasa pancutan demi pancutan menerpa pangkal rahimku. Datuk Ong telah melepaskan benih-benih tuanya ke dalam rahimku. Aku harap benih lelaki tua ini tidak akan tumbuh dan membesar dalam rahimku.

"Barang Nor sungguh sedap, sempit lubangnya," kata Datuk.

Aku hanya tersenyum. Datuk Ong terkapar keletihan di sebelahku. Dia meraba-raba tetekku dan meramas-ramasnya perlahan. Aku biarkan saja. Aku juga keletihan. Mungkin kerana agak lama berpisah dengan suamiku maka batang cina tua ini sedap juga rasanya. Aku sempat mengalami orgasme bila cairan hangat menerpa rahimku tadi. Aku puas walaupun rasanya tak setanding dengan suamiku.

Selepas itu aku ke bilik air membersihkan badanku agar pekerja lain tidak curiga tentang apa yang berlaku. Setelah siap aku dan Datuk Ong mengemaskan diri, Datuk memberiku sekeping cek tertulis seribu empat ratus ringgit. Bagi aku tak rugi aku melayan bossku dengan baik kerana aku juga mendapat habuan.

Aku dah rasa batang bersunat punya suamiku dan batang berkulup punya Datuk Ong. Aku membandingkan kedua-duanya. Aku rasa batang bersunat lebih sedap, batang berkulup kurang sedap.


I am a rep for a hardware wholesaler and my territory 
is a large and mainly rural area. I travel about half 
my time but manage to make it home every weekend.

I stopped for lunch on my way to see my next client. I 
wasn't feeling well and tried to get some soup into me 
but was having trouble getting it down. One minute I 
would feel hot and sweaty, the next as if a wind 
straight from the North Pole was blowing right through 
me. And to make matters worse I was sitting next to a 
table with some jerk bragging about some broad he was 

It was my own fault for coming in. I knew the guy was 
in here; I saw his bright red Caddy convertible parked 
out front. The guy himself wasn't hard to recognize 
either - he only stands about three feet high. I had 
often wondered how he reached the pedals of his car.

"Yes, she's a real goer!" I heard him say to the guy 
sharing the table with him. "She'll do anything I ask, 
she's a real slut. She gobbles up my dick whenever I 
ask and just loves it up the ass."

I tried to ignore the demented ravings of this lunatic 
and concentrate on my lunch, but his piercing voice 
just wouldn't stay out of my head.

"She's a real good looker too. Tall and well built; 
tits you wouldn't believe. Married too. I don't know 
what her dork of a husband's like, but he obviously 
isn't feeding her enough dick."

I changed tables, moving as far away as I could. 
Unfortunately the room wasn't that big and he had one 
of those voices that carried.

"I take her out to my favorite strip club. She likes to 
take her clothes off and dance and let guys feel her 
up. She's really keen on one of the other strippers, 
too. You should see them going at it. It sure makes my 
dick hard."

I managed to close my mind to the filthy monologue for 
a few minutes and ate some of the soup. I suspected his 
experiences were just pure fantasy. My attempt at not 
listening didn't last long.

"...and when I said to her, 'Baby, I want you to suck 
both of us off,' she started drooling! Actual drool 
down her chin. Before either Harry or I had even got 
our dicks out. Next time you're in town, look me up. 
I'll have her suck you..."

I'd had enough. I got up and paid for my mainly 
untouched soup and left.

"...and I've got some nude pictures of her if you guys 
want to..."

The other men in the cafe were gathering around the 
dwarf's table as the door closed behind me.

By the time I got another twenty miles down the road I 
was really suffering. I called my next stop and told 
them I wouldn't be coming, and headed the ninety miles 
back to the city. How I made it I'll never know; I 
don't remember half the trip. It was dark by the time I 
got home. I knew my darling wife Leanne would put me to 
bed and make me feel better.

* * *

I drove into the garage behind the house and just sat 
in the car for a while, hoping Leanne would notice I 
was home and help me out of the car as waves of heat 
and cold alternately passed over me. After they stopped 
I got myself out.

I left the garage and walked the short distance between 
the garage and the back of the house to the back door. 
Loud rock music was coming from the downstairs bedroom 
we used as a family room. Leanne didn't normally listen 
to that type of music so I peeked through the tall 
bushes and into the window to see what she was doing. 
Since the room's window faces the garage wall we had 
never got around to putting curtains in.

What I saw froze my heart. Leanne was sitting, naked, 
on the floor, her hands behind her for support, her 
legs slightly bent and apart, and her long, light brown 
hair hanging on the floor behind her. That is, naked 
except for a frilly red garter belt, sheer stockings 
and red high heels. I didn't even now she owned a 
garter belt. And those shoes! They had ankle straps and 
must have had at least five inch heels. Her other 
clothes were strewn all over the floor. The dwarf from 
the restaurant was straddling her stomach, his short, 
bandy legs barely reaching around her. 

The dirty pervert was still wearing his undershirt and 
his socks. He was rubbing some sort of long stick on 
her breasts. It took me a while to realize it was his 
cock. It was huge, ten to twelve inches long, and 
thick. It would have looked big on an ordinary man, On 
him it looked gigantean.

One of the smaller windows was open so I could just 
made out what was being said.

"Come on Arnie," I heard Leanne say. "Put it in my 
mouth. I want to suck your fuck stick." With her right 
hand she wiped some spittle off her chin.

I was flabbergasted. My wife never swears; she hardly 
ever says "damn". To hear her use language like that 
was too much for me. I had to leave.

I couldn't tear myself away.

The dwarf rubbed the head of his cock on my wife's face 
and around her lips, smearing the bright red lipstick. 
She had her mouth open and her tongue out trying to 
catch it. When she couldn't, she put her head back and 

"Come on, Arnie, stop teasing and let me taste it."

I watched in amazement as my modest and virtuous wife 
sucked and slurped on his large cock. Once when I had 
suggested she put my penis in her mouth she called me a 
dirty pervert and slept in the spare bedroom for three 

I was only a couple of yards or so from them and could 
see everything. The dwarf had reached down and was 
pulling on one of her nipples.

"That's right, baby, suck on that monster. Do it right 
and I'll give you a drink of my cum. Would you like 

To my horror I saw her nod and redouble her efforts on 
his big root.

"Oh, baby," he continued, "you're the best cocksucker I 
ever met. You like sucking on my dick? Does it turn you 

Again she nodded.

I leaned over and threw up. I couldn't watch any 
longer. But some horrid fascination made me stay. When 
I looked through the window again, the dwarf was 
handing my wife a bottle of Jack Daniels. She put the 
bottle to her lips and took a couple of gulps. I have 
never seen Leanne drink more than one glass of wine. I 
don't even keep any liquor in the house. Now she was 
drinking whiskey straight out of the bottle. She passed 
the bottle back to the dwarf who drank from it, too, 
before putting it on a nearby table.

Leanne lay down on her back with her knees up, rubbing 
herself between the legs. The dwarf straddled her head 
and rubbed his big, hairy balls all over her face. He 
stopped them directly over her mouth. She opened up and 
sucked them in.

"Oh, baby. Suck those nuts. Hum for me. Make my dick 
harder than it is."

She hummed for him. My beautiful, young wife was on her 
back sucking on the balls of a midget and humming. 
While getting the hum job, the dwarf grabbed the bottle 
from the table and had another drink from it.

Having had enough of the hum job the dwarf scooted down 
and placed his cock between Leanne's large breasts. She 
pushed them up and wrapped them around his cock.

"Ah, baby. You've got the best tits for fucking I've 
ever known. You're a real hot cunt, you know?" He said 
as he moved back and forth.

"Oh, Arnie," she responded, "shoot your cum all over my 
face. Right in my mouth." She opened her mouth and 
obscenely stuck out her tongue.

"Not yet, baby. I want you to do something else for me. 
Come on. You know what I like."

"Please, Arnie," I heard her say, her fingers busy 
between her legs. "Fuck me. Stick that dick right up my 
cunt. Fuck me good. I need to feel your big cock up my 

I still couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Yeah, baby, I'll fuck you all right. But you got to do 
this first."

I wanted to go. Morbid fascination made me stay. I 
watched the dwarf hop off of Leanne and, after grabbing 
the bottle from the table, hobble over to my easy 
chair. Scrambling up it, he turned around and waited 
for her, his hard-on sticking out obscenely.

My wife crawled over to him on her hands and knees, her 
breasts swaying as she went. Saliva dribbled down her 
chin. She had a lustful gleam in her blue-grey eyes and 
she growled softly. It wasn't until then that I noticed 
the loud music was no longer playing. 

As she approached him he stuck one of his feet towards 
her. Taking the toe of his sock between her teeth she 
slowly pulled it off. Then she licked his toes while 
the dirty little pervert cooed with glee, taking the 
occasional drink from the bottle. The procedure was 
repeated on his other foot. I threw up again.

By the time I had finished puking she had is cock in 
her mouth again. Still on her hands and knees she 
slowly rocked back and forth, her breasts swinging with 
her movements. I watched as she took more and more of 
his long penis into her mouth. 

The dwarf encouraged her with words like, "that's 
right, baby, eat it all," and "take it right down your 
throat," and "your the best cocksucker around". After 
about a minute of trying, she finally had his entire 
length in her mouth. I couldn't see how she did it, how 
she didn't choke. 

Five or six times she went down until her lips touched 
his pubic hair, then moved back until only the tip of 
the penis was in her mouth. She would look up at him at 
these times and, licking his knob, smile, repeatedly 
asking if he liked what she was doing.

At this time I seemed to be in the room with the two, 
as if I had somehow flowed through the window glass. 
Another polar wind blew through my hot and sweaty body. 
Nothing seemed real, except what I was watching.

The dwarf had rolled onto his back on the seat of the 
chair and had his deformed legs up in the air. Leanne 
had moved closer and, holding his cock out of the way 
with her hand, was licking his balls. He was going 
crazy, yelling, "Lower, lower!"

To my horror, she went lower. Now holding his over-
sized testicles out of the way she ran her tongue up 
and down the crack of the dwarf's ass. With his hands 
he spread his ass cheeks apart and she stuck her tongue 
into his ass hole.

I've been married to this woman for six years, I 
thought. This woman teaches Sunday School. How can she 
do this? How could I not have know she is really a 
dirty whore?

"Oh, baby, suck my ass, french my asshole!" screamed 
the dwarf. "Stick your tongue all the way in. Taste my 
shit. Oh, it feels so good. Oh, baby, you're the best."

I was appalled. In contrast, my wife loved it, forcing 
her tongue up his rectum as far as she could, moaning 
with lust the entire time. The dwarf continued to 
encourage her in her filthy job until she finally 
rolled onto her back. She raised her legs to her chest 
and spread them, rubbing her cunt lasciviously.

"Come on, Arnie, you promised to fuck me. Stick your 
dick in my fuck hole. I need it badly. You promised. 
Fuck me. Make me come." She was delirious with desire.

The dwarf jumped off my chair. "Here I come, baby," he 
said, waddling towards her. "Open those legs wide for 
the fuck of your life." With that, he put the tip of 
his penis on my wife's vagina and shoved it into her.

After watching everything that had previously happened, 
Leanne's reaction still surprised and shocked me. As 
the dwarf plowed away at her, she bucked and moaned and 
yelled out obscene things, screaming at him to fuck her 
harder. His cock was so long he couldn't get the entire 
thing into her; at least two inches remained out of her 
pussy with each of his down strokes. I watched with 
dismay as the dirty whore came, thrashing about on the 

With her orgasm finished, the dwarf told her to get up 
on her hands and knees. With her ass pointed at him he 
entered her from behind, doggy style. Leanne's hanging 
breasts, their nipples hard as rocks, bounced as he 
thrust into her. Her second orgasm racked her body 
shortly afterwards.

"Ok, baby," the dwarf said, "you know what comes next."

"Oh, yes, Arnie," she begged. "Do it. Do it hard. Fuck 
me in the ass!"

"Hold still, then," The dwarf warned, "if you want my 
dick up your shit hole."

"Oh, yes," my whore-wife said, still bouncing with 
anticipation. "In my shit hole. In my shit hole."

The dwarf smacked her hard across the ass. "Hold still, 
then!" he commanded.

Leanne held still. The dwarf positioned his enormous 
cock against the entrance to her bowels. Slowly he 
pushed it into her while she implored him to go deeper. 
With very few pauses, the dwarf slid his entire penis 
up my wife's ass.

He fucked her ass with vigor, his balls bouncing on her 
pussy. When he thrust in, she pushed back, making sure 
every inch of his cock got into her. She said all sorts 
of filthy things about how she loved a big dick up her 
ass as he fucked her. After five minutes of this his 
face started to contort.

"Quick, I'm ready. I'm going to come."

When he said this, Leanne quickly spun around. Grabbing 
the base of his cock, she put the dirty thing in her 
mouth and pumped it with her hand. It didn't take long 
before he erupted. Pulling his cock from her mouth, he 
sprayed his cum all over her face. The first stream hit 
her between the eyes. The rest squirted on her nose and 
cheeks, and in her open mouth. It dripped off her chin.

"Oh, baby," he said, still squeezing cum on her face, 
"you're the hottest cunt I've ever fucked. You're the 

Leanne rolled over onto her back. Her legs were facing 
the window so I watched her finger her pussy as the 
dwarf got dressed.

"Sorry, I've got to go," he said to her. "Business, you 
know." Before he left he took a twenty dollar note from 
his wallet and threw it down on her recumbent body. 
"Here," he said, "buy something nice for yourself." 
With that, he picked up the half full bottle of Jack 
Daniels and left.

My wife ignored the money and continued to finger 
herself until she had another orgasm.

* * *

I must have returned to the car after that because the 
next thing I remember was Leanne gently shaking me. 
"Please, Gerry, wake up!" I heard from about one 
hundred miles away. Slowly I regained consciousness. 
Leanne was shaking me. I looked up into her lovely, 
caring face. Then I remembered the dwarf.

"Come on, Gerry, I'll get you into the house and get 
you cleaned up. You're so hot! I'll get you straight to 

I looked up at her. She was so beautiful and such a 
good wife. I tried not to remember what I had seen, but 
couldn't. There were tears in my eyes. I knew what she 
was, now.

I looked down at myself. My suit was covered in vomit. 
I was so cold I shivered. I knew I was not well and 
would have to depend on this woman a little longer. She 
helped me out of the car and into the house. 
Struggling, she got me up the stairs and into the 
bathroom where she stripped my clothes off and wiped me 
with a warm rag. I just couldn't believe this warm and 
tender person was the same whore I had seen earlier 

"I only found you because I was looking for the cat. I 
noticed the back end of the car sticking out of the 
garage. How long have you been there?" she asked.

"I got here just after dark," I said. I noticed the 
startled look on her face but she quickly covered it 
up. "I was too weak to get out of the car," I lied.

"That was three hours ago," she said. "You poor 
darling. Here's your pyjamas. I'll help you get them 

She put me to bed and took my temperature. When the 
thermometer showed my temperature was 104°F, it 
frightened her a bit. While she went to call the 
doctor, I lay in bed, the room spinning around me. 
Freezing cold spells were followed by hot sweats. 
Leanne returned to tell me she couldn't reach the 
doctor but his wife advised I take some aspirin and 
drink plenty of water. I took the pills proffered by 
Leanne and swallowed them with the water. She wiped my 
hot forehead with a cool rag and told me she'd sleep in 
the spare room so she wouldn't bother me.

I wanted to mention what I had seen but couldn't bring 
myself to do it. I watched, a great sadness 
overwhelming me, as Leanne left the room.

* * *

The room continued to spin around me and the hot and 
cold flushes got no better. I was surprised when Leanne 
came back into the room. She sat down in the chair 
beside me, tears in her eyes.

"Gerry," she said, quietly. "I am so sorry. I know what 
you saw tonight. I never meant to hurt you. Please 
believe that."

I looked up at her. I didn't want to talk about it but 
I heard myself say, "How did it happen? How did you 
ever meet that creep?"

"He's not a creep!" she said, defensively. Then, 
realising her position, she became more contrite. "It's 
a long story. I realize that you're not well and would 
rather not hear this right now, but Reverend Walters 
says confession is good for the soul.

"One night, about six months ago, three of the girls at 
the office asked me to go to have a drink with them. 
You were up north so I figured it wouldn't hurt 
anything. Three hours later, with hardly anything to 
eat, they talked me into going to a night-club with 
them. I knew I shouldn't, but I was a bit lonely and 
had had a few too many drinks.

"We got to the night-club, had a few more drinks and 
watched the people dancing. I was approached by more 
than one man who asked me to dance but I turned them 
all down. At the bar, sitting on a stool, we noticed a 
dwarf. He looked at us and the girls were making jokes 
about him. Then he approached us, introduced himself 
and asked me to dance. The other girls thought this was 
a great joke and cajoled me into accepting his offer. 
We danced to a couple of songs and I returned to my 
table. The girls were howling with laughter.

"Soon after I had to go to the ladies. When I was 
returning to the table, Arnie approached me again. He 
was upset. He said he knew we were making fun of him. 
You know I don't like people who make fun of others and 
felt ashamed of my behavior. He said I could make it up 
to him by going out with him the next night. I told him 
I was married and couldn't but he called me a cold 
hearted bitch like the others and wished he had never 
danced with me.

"Taken aback by his harsh words, and because I was 
probably a bit drunk, without thinking I agreed to go 
out with him and gave him my name and address. I knew I 
shouldn't have, but it just came out. He said he'd see 
me tomorrow night and left. When I got back to the 
table the others wanted to know what he said to me. I 
told them he asked me for a date. This brought more 
peals of laughter which made me angry. I told them they 
shouldn't be so cruel. We all left shortly after.

"The next day I had a hangover and didn't feel well at 
all. I still made it to work where the girls I'd been 
out with teased me about upcoming my date. I lied and 
told them I'd given the dwarf a phony name, too 
embarrassed to tell them the truth. The kidded me about 
it all day.

"That night I had dinner and got ready for a night of 
watching TV. I was sure Arnie would not show up. At 
seven thirty the doorbell rang. I froze with fear. I 
went to the door, turned the outside light on and 
looked out the peephole. There was no one there. 
Suddenly there was a rap at the door. I jumped. I still 
could not see anyone out the peephole so I opened the 
door a crack.

"Outside stood Arnie. He had a bunch of flowers in his 
hand. He asked if I was ready. I told him through the 
crack that I couldn't possibly go out with him. He got 
angry and started calling me names so I shut the door 
on him. I was shaking but thought that he would leave. 
As I was looking through the peephole to see if he'd 
gone, I heard a voice behind me. I had forgotten the 
back door wasn't locked.

"He berated me for breaking my promise. I felt awful. 
You know I pride myself in keeping promises, so I 
finally relented. I figured one date would not hurt 
anything, my obligation would be finished and I'd never 
see him again.

"I went upstairs to change. I put on a tweed skirt, a 
cardigan over a white cotton blouse, and flat shoes. 
When I came down, Arnie got angry with me, saying he 
wouldn't go out with his mother dressed like that. He 
insisted I put something on a bit sexier so he wouldn't 
be embarrassed in front of his friends, and to wear 
some make-up. I went back upstairs and changed again.

"This time I wore a short skirt, silk blouse and higher 
heels. I also put on some lipstick and eye make-up. 
When I came down for the second time, Arnie was sitting 
on the couch, drinking from a bottle of whiskey. He 
said that was better. Then he shocked me by asking if I 
had stockings and a garter belt instead of the panty 
hose I was wearing. I suddenly realized that, because 
he was so short, he could see quite a way up my skirt. 

Holding my hands in front of me and pressing the skirt 
to my legs to block his view, I told him I didn't. He 
then ordered me to remove the panty hose and go bare 
legged. I seemed to be in his control so I obeyed. As I 
walked back up the stairs, I could feel his eyes on me, 
looking up my skirt. For some reason, I don't know why, 
it thrilled me a bit and I didn't make any attempt to 
cover myself. On my way up he told me to lose the bra, 

"I came back down, without panty hose and braless. This 
seemed to please Arnie and, for some strange reason I 
can't explain, pleased me, too."

By this time in her story, I noticed Leanne was 
stroking the inside of her thighs. I suddenly realized 
the story was turning her on.

"We went out to his car," she continued, "And got in. 
We went to a small bar where he seemed to know 
everybody and we had a couple of drinks. He introduced 
me to everyone as his new girlfriend. This shocked me a 
bit but the alcohol had loosened my inhibitions enough 
so I just smiled and nodded.

"After a few hours and more drinks than I should have 
had - nervousness I suppose - we got back in his car. I 
thought he was taking me home but, instead, he took me 
to a strip club. At first I refused to go in with him 
but he insisted and I felt my resolve crumble. When we 
entered there was a woman dancing on stage. She was 
completely naked, flaunting her body at all the men 
watching her. Much to my dismay, Arnie took me right to 
the front by the stage and we sat down. The girl came 
dancing towards us, squatted down right in front of me 
and spread her legs. I could see everything and was 
very embarrassed. I didn't know where to look."

"Leanne," I interrupted, as forcefully as I could. 
"Your hand!"

She looked at me, then realized her hand had made its 
way up her night-gown where she was slowly stroking 
herself. She quickly pulled the hand out.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to..."

"Go on with your story," I said. It was killing me but 
I had to hear it through. I felt so bad I thought I 
might die any second anyway.

"Arnie seemed to know everyone at the strip club, too. 
This time he introduced me as his new piece. I didn't 
understand what he meant by that at the time. After a 
watching a few more dancers and having a few more 
drinks, Arnie started a conversation with the man 
sitting on the other side of me. He knew the man and 
they talked about various things. I was so mesmerized 
by the dancers and the alcohol I hadn't noticed that 
Arnie had unbuttoned my blouse until I felt his hand on 
my bare breast. I gave out a yelp and pulled my blouse 
back together. The man sitting next to me had seen 
everything. Both he and Arnie laughed.

"Arnie told me that I was a grown woman and had a fine 
set of tits that others would like to see. I wasn't so 
sure, but let him pull my blouse open anyway, exposing 
my tits to the men around us. They all agreed that my 
tits were world class as Arnie rubbed and squeezed 

Leanne's hand had sneaked under her night-gown again. I 
was too sick, tired and broken hearted to say or do 
anything about it.

"Arnie and the man wanted me to get up on stage and 
dance for them. I refused. Arnie took me home shortly 

"In the car, Arnie asked when he could take me out 
again. I told him it was impossible, that I was married 
and couldn't just date strange men. My resistance to 
his overtures was down but I tried to be as adamant as 
I could. He countered by asking if being seen in 
company with a midget was embarrassing to me. I told 
him that it didn't matter how tall he was, I was 
married and that was that.

"When we got to the house I got out and went to the 
door. To my surprise, Arnie was right behind be. I told 
him I had to work in the morning and needed my sleep. 
He said he was only coming in for a night-cap, showing 
me the bottle of whiskey he had. I tried to argue with 
him but it was futile.

"In the house he poured us both a drink. It was neat 
whiskey. We sat on the couch and my head was spinning 
so much I put it back and just sat there saying nothing 
at all. I could feel Arnie unbuttoning my blouse again. 
When I objected, he said he'd been looking at my tits 
all night long and asked why it should be any different 
now. I was beyond resisting so I let him fondle and 
kiss my breasts.

"In spite of my intentions, it felt good. I could also 
feel a tingling sensation between my legs. This 
increased when Arnie put his hand under my skirt and 
stroked me between my legs. I am ashamed to admit, but 
I gave in to my lust. I let Arnie do whatever he wanted 
to me."

By this time, Leanne's hand was rubbing the area 
between her legs with intensity. In my dream-like 
state, I wondered how long she could keep this up 
before she had an orgasm. I remember thinking that the 
dwarf must have a powerful hold on her.

"He removed my blouse and then my underpants. He pulled 
me so I was at the edge of the couch. Then he spread my 
legs wide and started licking me. It felt so good. I 
sat there and luxuriated in the feeling. It just felt 
so good. I didn't want him to stop. I found my hands 
rubbing my nipples. Arnie licked me and licked me and 
wouldn't stop. I felt the orgasm building up in me and 
- aaaaaaaagh, aaagh, aaagh, oh, oh, oh, shit, that was 

Leanne sat quietly for a few minutes, her body forward 
and her head resting on my leg. The dwarf had made her 
come again, and he wasn't even in the room. I felt 
small and humiliated. Finally she sat up.

"Oh, no. I'm so sorry," she apologized. "That wasn't 
meant to happen."

"Go on with your story," I said without enthusiasm.

"After he made me come, he took his clothes off. I was 
amazed at how big his dick was. He told me to suck it. 
I told him I had never done that before but he 
insisted, saying turnabout was fair play. It felt huge 
in my mouth. After a few minutes he put it into me and 
fucked me. I had two more orgasms before he left. You 
were coming home the next day so we arranged to go out 
the next week when you were gone again.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she said. Her head was back 
down on my leg and she was sobbing. "I didn't mean to 
hurt you, you must believe that. I love you so much I'd 
never hurt you on purpose."

I lay there, absently stroking her hair. Her confession 
seemed more than words to me; I could actually see what 
happened as she talked. It was if she were infusing the 
images straight into my mind. I was numb, but I loved 
her, too, and felt bound to forgive her and protect her 
from this situation she had got herself into.

"There, there," I said, comfortingly. "Now that you 
told me, you won't be bothered by him any more. I'll 
protect you. You won't have to see him any more." As I 
said it, I felt Leanne stiffen.

"But we have a date for tomorrow night," she said.

"That's all right," I said. "I just won't let him in. 
I'll tell him you are my wife and you don't want to see 
him any more."

"But I promised."

"This is one promise you will just have to break."

She didn't answer. Finally she got up, kissed me good 
night and left the room.

* * *

The room spun in one direction while my bed spun in the 
other. I seemed to be hot and cold at the same time. I 
once woke to see Leanne sitting in a chair next to me. 
She was naked. The dwarf was standing on the bed next 
to me pointing his enormous cock at Leanne's face. She 
had it in her mouth while he encouraged her to suck it 
harder. Too weak to stop it I turned away but the image 
stayed with me.

I woke again. I was in the family room. Leanne was 
naked and on the floor on her hands and knees. The 
dwarf was behind her with his cock up her ass. Leanne 
was barking like a dog. I went over to the dwarf and 
pushed at him but I had very little strength.

"Leave my wife alone!" I yelled at him.

"Piss off, you prickless bastard," he said to me.

I tried to grab him but he was gone. So was Leanne. I 
fell to the floor.

Later I woke and felt the presence of people in the 
room. One was touching me. I struggled to get away 
without opening my eyes. I couldn't. Finally they left 
me alone.

Once again I woke. I could see daylight behind the 
drawn curtains. Leanne had a glass to my mouth, 
encouraging me to drink. I could smell whiskey. I went 
back to sleep.

Yet again I woke. Leanne was standing in the room 
dressing. She was wearing only a short red skirt and 
the red shoes. I watched her full breasts jiggle as she 
applied make-up to her face. I don't remember her 

The next time I woke I was standing on the landing of 
the stairs. A bell was ringing. I recognized it as the 
doorbell. I watched Leanne walk to the door and open 
it. The dwarf walked in with a bottle of Jack Daniels. 
She squatted down and they exchanged a passionate kiss, 
after which they both took a drink of the whiskey.

I struggled down the stairs into the living room, 
having to pause twice to allow the stairs to stop 
spinning. When I arrived in the living room the dwarf 
looked at me with a triumphant glare while Leanne was 
looking down at the floor. Leanne had on a red skirt 
and a sheer red blouse. I could clearly see she wasn't 
wearing anything under the blouse.

They stood next to each other. In her heels Leanne was 
about six feet tall, almost twice as tall as the dwarf; 
he didn't even come up to the waistband on her skirt. I 
saw the dwarf put his hand on her knee, then watched as 
his hand slowly moved up her leg until it disappeared 
under her skirt. Never looking up, Leanne parted her 
legs a bit. I saw the thin fabric of the skirt move as 
the dwarf played with my wife's pussy.

The glare never left the dwarf's face. Finally he said, 
"Come on, baby, we're going."

They turned and left the house, Leanne still staring at 
the floor. As the door closed behind them I tried to 
call Leanne's name but the word caught in my throat and 
came out as a croak. I collapsed on the couch.

Suddenly I was in a dark room with loud music. It was 
very hot. I couldn't remember how I got there. I was 
standing at the back of the room watching a naked woman 
dance on a stage in front of a group of men. It was 
Leanne. She squatted in front of each man and let them 
touch her breasts and pussy. Another woman with bright 
red hair came out on the stage. She took off her 
clothes and she and Leanne danced together, rubbing 
their bodies on one another.

The music stopped, then started again. I was in my bed. 
I got up to find the source of the music. The floor 
pitched under me and I nearly fell over. I left the 
room and stood on the landing. The music was coming 
from downstairs.

I sat down and looked through the balustrades into the 
living room. Leanne was dancing with a tall black man. 
All she was wearing was a blouse, shoes, stockings and 
garter belt. I could see the patch of light brown hair 
between her legs as she twirled around. I felt a chill 
wind blow through me.

The dwarf approached her, yelled something I couldn't 
hear and gave her her skirt and panties. When he turned 
his back, Leanne threw the clothes on the floor and 
gave him the finger. She returned to dancing with the 
Black who began touching her between her legs. She 
threw her head back and laughed.

The dwarf came back. He yelled at her again and they 
argued. I couldn't hear a word they said. Finally, with 
reluctance, Leanne put the panties and skirt on an 
continued dancing with the black man.

The dwarf went to the front door and opened it. Two 
people came in, the red headed stripper from the strip 
club and a weaselly looking man with a pencil thin 
moustache. He was wearing a hat. The Stripper was 
wearing a flimsy light green dress with thin straps. It 
looked to be at least a size too small and her enormous 
breasts looked ready to burst out of it at any time. 
She went over to Leanne and they embraced and kissed.

Meanwhile, the Weasel took a camera out of his bag. He 
took pictures of the women kissing, sucking on each 
other's tongues and touching each other. After they 
undressed one another he took pictures of them sucking 
on each other's nipples. He took close-ups of my wife 
licking the Stripper's pussy and of the Stripper 
licking Leanne's. The dwarf directed the women while 
the Weasel took more pictures.

The Weasel took a large dildo from his camera bag and 
tossed it to the Stripper. She used it in my wife's 
cunt for a while then pushed it up her ass. Leanne had 
at least one orgasm. The big Black approached the two 
women. They unzipped his pants and pulled out his 
penis. It was as big as the dwarf's but appeared 
smaller on his larger frame. Leanne took the black cock 
into her mouth and soon had it all the way in. She then 
gave it to the Stripper to suck while she licked his 

I hung onto the balustrades as the house lurched. My 
vision blurred. When it cleared I seemed to be much 
closer but still hanging on to the posts. The Black now 
had his pants off and sat on the couch. My wife 
straddled his lap with his cock in her. The dwarf was 
sitting, naked, on the couch next to the Black and the 
Stripper was sucking on his enormous penis. I think I 
heard the dwarf say, "Fuck her, Harry, fuck her." The 
Weasel continued to take picture after picture.

I blinked and the tableau changed again. The Black was 
on his back on the floor. He was naked. Leanne was on 
top of him with his cock up her cunt. Holding the 
dwarf's prick, the Stripper positioned him so he was 
behind my wife. She placed the tip of his cock on 
Leanne's brown ass hole and helped him push it in. 
Leanne was going out of her mind with lust. 

I had never seen her so wanton before. They fucked like 
that for several minutes while the Weasel continued 
taking pictures. When the dwarf was ready to come, the 
Stripper pulled his cock out of my wife's ass and 
sucked him until his cum spurted in her mouth and 
dripped down her chin.

Leanne got off the Black and took his penis into her 
mouth. She sucked on it until he came, letting it 
squirt all over her face. The Stripper licked the cum 
off Leanne's face while the Weasel got more close-up 
shots. The Stripper got on her back on the floor and 
Leanne lay on top of her in a sixty nine position. They 
licked each other's pussies while the men watched and 
passed a bottle of Jack Daniels around.

It seemed to me I was watching a dirty movie with 
complete strangers in it, not my wife. The whole 
episode had a surreal, dreamlike quality. I was numb, 
beyond feeling, beyond being upset about my wife's 
behavior. It wasn't my sweet and innocent wife down 
there; it was some dirty, slutty whore doing those 
things. I had seen enough, though I don't remember 
going back to bed.

* * *

A ringing in my ears woke me. It was the telephone 
beside the bed. I answered it, noticing daylight behind 
the closed curtains. It was Leanne.

"Hi Gerry? How are you feeling?"

"Where are you?" I asked.

"At work, of course, silly," she replied. "It's ten 
o'clock. Where did you think I'd be?" I wasn't sure. 
The sounds behind her certainly sounded like her work. 
"I called to see how you were. The doctor said you 
should be feeling better now. You gave us a scare."

I was feeling better. The dizziness and hot and cold 
spells had passed. I still felt very weak and extremely 
thirsty. I told her this.

"What was wrong with me?" I asked.

"The doctor thought it was food poisoning." The damn 
sausages I had for breakfast. I thought they had tasted 
funny. "I was really frightened when I found you in the 
car Wednesday night. You thrashed and moaned and yelled 
things I didn't understand. The doctor said high fever 
often causes hallucinations. I'm so glad you're feeling 
better now."

"I'd better call my boss and tell him I won't be in 
today," I said.

"Don't worry about it," Leanne said. "I called him 
yesterday and told him the doctor said you should stay 
home for the next three days."

"Yesterday? What day is it?"

"Friday," Leanne informed me.

"Friday? What happened Thursday?"

"You were very sick."

"Yes, I guess I was."

"The doctor said that if you were feeling better today 
you could have something to eat. Nothing heavy, just 
boiled eggs and dry toast."

"Ok. I am very hungry. I'll go fix something now."


"Yes, Leanne?"

"I love you very much. You know that, don't you."

"I love you too, Leanne."

"See you when I get home. Call me if there's anything 
you want."

"Bye," I said and hung up.

During the last part of our conversation the word 
"hallucinations" kept going over and over in my mind. 
Of course. That explained it. Leanne was a good wife. I 
had obviously hallucinated all that stuff about her.

I laid back in the bed and thought about it. It started 
to make sense. The depraved stories of that dwarf in 
the restaurant had stuck in my mind and I had 
hallucinated that it was my wife he was seeing. It all 
fit in place, all the things I thought I saw my wife do 
with him. Harry I remembered the dwarf mentioning. 

Why he was black in my hallucination I don't know - 
maybe some deep seated fear. The Stripper I remembered 
from a time my boss took me to a strip show when we 
were in Chicago. The pictures and the photographer were 
part of it, too. The photographer looked like some 
gangster out of a 30's movie. People just don't look 
like that today.

I got out of bed and nearly fell to my knees. I was 
weaker than I thought. I made it downstairs to the 
kitchen and drank two glasses of water, I was that 
thirsty. I boiled two eggs and made myself some toast. 
As I ate it I reflected how lucky I was to have such a 
wonderful wife. I was very happy with my life. That was 
until I scraped the egg shells into the garbage pail 
and found the empty Jack Daniels bottle.

Friday, 20 January 2017


Aku adalah seorang peniaga restoran. Manakala suamiku seorang ahli perniagaan yang sering berulang alik ke Kuala Lumpur.Ali, suamiku mempunyai pemandu baru, Rais yang berusia 22 tahun.

Oleh kerana dia bukan orang pekan kami maka dia tumpang tidur di bilik belakang di pejabat suamiku yang terletak di atas restoranku. Restoranku memang restoran yang dibuka 24 jam. Aku mempunyai ramai pekerja yang dibahagi kepada tiga shift. Dari jam 8 pagi hingga 4 petang, anak pertamaku,Laila yang menjaga restoran. Dari jam 4 petang hingga 12 malam,anak keduaku, Ramlan pula yang menjaga restoran manakala 12 malam hingga 8 pagi, anak ketigaku, Ramli yang menjaga restoran.

Oleh kerana aku boring di rumah biasanya setiap malam aku pergi ke restoran sekejap melihat pekerja-pekerjaku beroperasi. Ketika kusampai di restoran pada jam 8 malam itu kulihat Rais sedang makan. Sebagai pemandu suami, dia makan free di restoran itu.

Sebelah malam jika suamiku keluar dia tak guna pemandu. Sebalikya dia memandu sendiri bertemu dengan kawan-kawan politiknya. Selepas sembang politik, jam 2 pagi baru dia balik ke rumah. Aku biasanya jam 11 malam sudah balik ke ruamh tidur kerana pagi esoknya aku kena bangun awal untuk pergi ke pasar pula.

Aku join meja Rais dan turut makan dan minum bersamanya.

"Asal mana Rais," tanyaku
"Saya berasal dari Muar,Puan" jawab Rais.
"Jangan panggil Puan. Panggil kak aja," kataku.
"Rais ada facebook?" tanyaku
"Ada. Kenapa kak?"tanya Rais
"U tolong buat facebook untuk kakak boleh? Nanti lepas makan u balik ke ofis, u buka komputer dan u buat e mail untuk kakak. lepas tu buat facebook untuk kakak ya?'kataku.

"okay," kata Rais dan terus balik ke ofis suamiku.

15 minit kemudian aku pun naik ke ofis di atas restoranku. Aku ada kunci ofis dan bila kubuka pintu ofis kudapati Rais sudah berada di meja kerani yang ada komputer di atas meja. Aku duduk di meja sebelah yang ada desktop juga.

"Saya dah reka e mail kakak dan dah buka facebook untuk kakak,kakak add saya dan terus boleh chatting dengan saya," kata Rais yang sudah bersedia dengan facebooknya di meja sebelah.

Facebookku belum ada gambar kerana aku tak mahu anak-anakku tahu aku ada facebook. Maka aku chatting dengan Rais yang ada di meja sebelah.

"Hai. Buat apa tu?" kata Rais
"Buka facebooklah," jawabku.
"Siapa lelaki bertuah yang membuka dara facebook kakak?' tanya Rais.
"U lah. Buka dara facebook buat apa, kalau buka dara perempuan ok juga?"kataku bercanda.
"kakak masih ada dara ke?Hahaha" tawa Rais.
"Kakak minum jamu. Kalah anak dara.Hahaha",jawabku
"Sedapnya kalau dapat rasa,Hahaha," kata Rais.
"Gatalnya," kataku sambil mencubit pahanya.
"Aduh sakitnya," jawab Rais ketawa.

"Rais, i nak mandi kejap boleh. Panas sangatlah malam ini. I pinjam tuala u," kataku. Rais ke bilik belakang untuk ambil tualanya. Aku ikut ke bilik belakang yang menjadi bilik tidurnya. Dalam bilik itu ada tilam dan bantal serta almari kain.

"U ada panau tak? nanti i pakai tuala u, berjangkit dengan i," kataku.
"Tak adalah," jawab Rais.
"U buka baju u," arahku. Rais membuka t shirtnya dan menunjukkan tubuhnya yang sasa. Aku membelek di hadapan dan belakang tubuhnya. sah tak ada panau.

Aku terus mencapai tualanya dan membuka baju dan kainku di hadapan Rais yang duduk di atas tilamnya.Aku terus berkemban dengan tuala yang singkat itu. rais menelan air liur melihat betapa putihnya kulitku.

"U tunggu i di sini. I takut sorang masuk bilik air. U tak payah main facebook lagilah," kataku. Rais diam membisu menerima arahanku. Aku terus masuk ke bilik air di sebelah bilik Rais.

Lima belas minit kemudian aku masuk ke bilik, kulihat Rais yang tidak berbaju itu berbaring di atas tilam.

"U dah mandi?" tanyaku.
"belum lagi" jawab Rais.
"Ambil tuala ini," kataku.

"Tak apalah kak. Saya pakai kain pelikat buat kesat tubuh saya, " kata Rais mencapai kain pelikatnya dan terus ke bilik mandi. Aku lihat di meja depan cermin ada odorono, bedak dan minyak wangi Rais. Aku pakainya dan aku masih berkemban dengan tuala sementara menunggu air kering di tubuhku.

Lima belas minit kemudian Rais sudah mandi dan dia memakai kain pelikat sahaja tanpa baju. Aku duduk di atas tilam sambil membelek majalah Mangga yang ada di situ. Rais turut memakai minyak wangi,odorono dan bedak.

Masa Rais menyikat rambutnya di hapan cermin aku memeluknya dari belakang.

"Besarnya tubuh u," kataku sambil memeluk erat tubuhnya yang sasa.
"Jangan kak nanti tuan tahu," kata Rais.
"Tuan dah lama keluar jumpa kawan-kawan politiknya," jawabku.
Rais memalingkan tubuhnya dan aku raba seluruh tubunnya.
"U ahli sukan ke?" tanyaku

"saya selalu pergi gym angkat berat," jawab rais.
"patutlah tubuh u sasa," kataku.

Rais lebih tinggi dariku dan aku terus mengangkat kakiku supaya dapat mencium bibirnya. Lama bibir kami bertautan. Rais sudah tidak tahan lagi terus meramas tetekku. Kami terus berbaring di atas tilam.

Rais memghisap tetekku dan akhirnya dia menjilat nonokku. aku tak lupa menghisap kotenya yang pajang dan keras itu. Teruna Rais kuragut malam itu. Bila kotenya meneroka lubang nonokku dia terkejut kerana lubangku sempit mengalahkan lubang anak dara sedangkan aku sudah ada anak lima. Sebagai perempuan kita kena jaga nonok kita dengan selalu minum jamu. Kami pun main pada malam itu sebanyak dua kali. Suamiku ada penyakit kencing manis. Maka kotenya lembik. Maka aku puas bermain dengan Rais yang sebaya dengan anakku.

Tepat jam 11 malam aku turun ke restoran melihat pekerjaku beroperasi. Lima belas minit kemudian aku balik ke rumah tidur dalam kepenatan sesudah makan pucuk muda.

Tuesday, 17 January 2017


My husband and I married at a very early age. We were 
both 19 years old. He used to go out and party with his 
friends while I stayed home most of the time. 

My husband and I are both mixed race. His father is 
polish and his mother is from Spain. I am mixed 
background too, a very light brown girl I guess you 
could say, or high yellow some would say. Well my 
husband and I, we had that in common. 

We got along great, but sex got really boring at times. 
He was the only man I had ever slept with in my entire 
life. He invited me out with his friends one night. 
Mostly all of his friends were white boys. They were 
real down to earth guys and laid back. They were really 
friendly towards me, especially Sean. 

Sean went to high school with me and my husband the 
year we first met. I admit, I always had a secret 
attraction for Sean. There was something about him that 
made me go nuts! He was very tall and had light blonde 
hair cut short, sea blue eyes, and smooth white skin 
and a sexy cute voice. He talked like a true stoner. 

We all sat around in a circle listening to "Pink Floyd" 
and passing the bong. My husband got up and sat with 
his friends on the other side of the room. I went over 
to sit with him, then he shouted, "Go back to your 
seat! I'm talking here!" 

I went over to my seat. I felt embarrassed. Sean's eyes 
were still watching closely. I was hoping that he 
didn't see what had just happened, the music was 
awfully loud, but I think he still saw it, and maybe 
heard some of it. 

I saw him get up and announce that he had to go to bed 
and get up for work early. He just got a job at some 
bakery. We continued to all sit in the circle. My 
husband ignored me the entire time. I was the only 
female by now, Sean's two sisters left, and one of 
their female friends too. I had to pee, and asked where 
the bathroom was. 

"Are you that stoned that you can't remember?" My rude 
brother in-law asked. 

I sighed "No I can't."

"Follow your way to the left up the stairs okay honey," 
he laughed. 

I went through the dark hallway and up the stairs 
trying not to fall down. I saw the light from the 
bathroom. I went to the room without the light across 
the hall for some reason and opened the door. 

Sean sat up from his bed, "Hey, what are you doing 

I went to him and sat on his bed,  "Hey Sean, When you 
left it got boring."

"Ohhh?" he whispered.

"Yea," I whispered. "So, can I officially give you a 
goodnight kiss?" 

"Hell yea," he whispered back.

And we began to kiss for a long time. Then I got up and 
left the room, and went back downstairs. My husband was 
ready to go home. We were living with his parents a 
couple of houses down the street.

"Come on let's go," he said.

Back at the house I washed myself in the showers warm 
water. As I touched my body with the soft lathery 
washcloth and my hands I could only think of Sean's 
kisses. I wondered what it would feel like to have him 
inside me? After all, I had only been with my husband 
and no one else. I tried to block it out, and rinsed my 
body thoroughly along with the thoughts, I towelled off 
and went into the bedroom of my husband. He lay in the 
bed waiting for me. I put my hair into one braid that 
hung down to my hips.

"You know what I want," he said.

"I am too sleepy and tired" I said. He had ignored me 
all night long, and that made me feel bad. I didn't 
want to have sex with him. He fell asleep before I did. 

I don't know what came over me.

I got up from the bed naked, and put on sandals and an 
oversized t-shirt. I slipped out of the bedroom. My in-
laws house was a very big one with strict security. I 
was afraid I would get caught but, I wanted to be 
daring now. I wanted to do something new... break out 
of my shell.

I crept down the stairways and into the family laundry 
room and out to the brick patio...through the flower 
gardens. I went in the darkness past Miss Emma's big 
backyard and all the way to Sean's.

I hid behind the bushes...I saw Sean's older brother 
was all raging drunk and blasting his car stereo. He 
peeled out of the driveway like a madman. He had left 
the doors wide open. I slipped into his bedroom door 
and into the hallway. I was so nervous...What if I got 
caught? What would I say? I couldn't think about that was too late to think about all of that. I 
slipped up the stairs and into Sean's bedroom. I closed 
the door behind me.

He was sleeping softly, the moonlight hit his face and 
made it look so angelic as he slept. I got on my knees 
and pulled down his boxers.

"Hey!" he was jerking away "Hey what's going on!"

"Sean let me!" I sighed.

"No" he insisted pulling me off his dick.

"Let me please. Its me..." He looked at my face and 
then smiled.

"Mmmm just let me. I really want to..." I moaned as I 
took his smooth white 7 inches of cock in my mouth. 
Mmmm, I sucked and licked it soooo goood! He started 
moaning like he didn't want me to stop.

"Ohhh hell yea! Damn! Hell yeah!" he moaned. I sucked 
and sucked him until he was grabbing me with his hands, 
trying to pull me on top of him fast. I climbed on top 
of him, and pulled off my t-shirt. I was not wearing 
any panties. My sandals flopped onto the floor loudly. 
I straddled over him and sat down on his hard dick. 

My heart pounded in my chest as his hands guided me up 
and down on dick. His hands were on my breasts 
squeezing. I was up and down on his cock until we both 
couldn't control ourselves any longer! He was pushing 
me up and down on him so hard and so fast! We were both 
breathing so wildly -- until I felt his cum spurt 
inside me and I came. His hands caressed my ass while 
he looked into each other's eyes, panting for breath. 

"Lie down on me. Come here girl," he whispered, pulling 
my down to his chest. 

"But what about Blane? What if he find out and..."

He cut me off, "Don't worry about him. Lie down here 
with me. Relax," he kissed my forehead. I laid down on 
him, and he wrapped his arms around me tightly. I lay 
there for some time, finally falling asleep in his 

On this one particular afternoon in May...

My husband Blaine and I were over at Sean's house. We 
were all up in his room laughing and taking bong hits. 
I wanted to go to the kitchen for munchies. I closed 
Sean's bedroom door behind me, and looked around the 
hallway to see if the parents were around, so that I 
could raid their refrigerator and cabinets. I slipped 
into the kitchen, which was next to the steps leading 
to the basement.

"Hey," a guys voice said. I turned around to see Sean's 
older brother Mark standing by the sliding door. 

"Oh hey," I said. I didn't feel to comfortable around 
him. He was one of those guys who would rather get 
completely buzzed and smash up stuff... he wasn't 
mellow like his younger brother Sean at all. Instead of 
listening to Pink Floyd and Grateful Dead, he'd rather 
blast DeathMetal music or something.

"So your Blaine's lil wifey," he said.

"Yea," I reached on top of the refrigerator and grabbed 
a bag of chips.

"Nice ass," I heard him say.

I could feel his eyes raking over my body, I felt 
uncomfortable and tried to hide behind the bag of 

"Where's your girlfriend Christie?" I asked. I tried to 
bring her up so that he would maybe stop staring so 
hard at my body and saying rude stuff like 'nice ass'.

"We broke up," he said.

"Oh," I slowly started walking towards the doorway.

I went back into the bedroom.

"Hey, wanna beer?" he asked.

"Uhhhh no thanks," I kept walking.

He walked over in front of me and his face got closer 
and closer like he was gonna kiss me or something.

"Hey no thanks! You know I'm married," I said.

"Yea well, you sure don't act like it. Not from what I 
heard," he grinned. He grinned like his brother Sean, 
but Mark's eyes were like cold icy blue, kinda scary. I 
didn't like looking into them.

"LOOK! I don't know what you heard but go away," I 

He grabbed my arm, "Wow your such a Bitch!"

I really thought he was a pig now. I went back in the 
room with Blaine and Sean, and sat on the bed with 

"What's wrong?" Sean asked.

"Your brother's a lame pig," I said, tearing open the 
bag of chips. Blaine and Sean started laughing "BUXX 

We stayed there for most of the day, then went home.

Back at Blaine's parents house, the phone rang, it was 

"Yeah? What do you want?" I asked.

"Is Slick home?" Mark asked.

"No. He's not," I said.

"Hmm... must be out with some chicks," he said.

"Fuck you," I said and slammed down the phone.

Blaine hadn't been coming home lately. I'd end up in 
the kitchen watching his mom peeling potatoes and 
talking about their old farm they moved from. I'd sit 
there bored out of my wits, and horny as hell. We 
rarely even had sex anymore, and when we did... it 
sucked most of the time. I missed that time that Sean 
and I were together. It was the first time I'd been 
with another man besides my husband. The phone rang 

"Hello?" I answered.

"Uh hey, listen. I've got some really good green funk 
over here. I mean the "Kind Stuff". Why don't you come 
over and try some," it was Mark again.

"Yea well why would I want to. You're a rude ass!" I 

"Well come on, its some good stuff," he said. I wasn't 
too sure about this. Mark just seemed sneaky for some 
reason. He was also more experienced with a lot of 
things, and I heard that he had been pushing up on 
people's girlfriends and that he had been violent with 
Christie. But everyone said she was making it up. And 
he was Sean's brother bad could he be? I was 
bored. It was getting later and later, and Blaine still 
wasn't home.

I stood at the back sliding door reluctant to knock. 
The door slid open "Oh hey! Come on in," Mark grinned. 
I stepped into his room. It was dim lit with big lava 
lamps in the corners, and black lights on the ceiling. 

"Have a seat," he motioned for me to sit in the chair 
next to his bed.

"Where's Sean?" I asked, feeling very awkward.

"He's gone to the store right now," he said.

He packed the bong and then he started lighting the end 
and taking hits. I held my arms close, like hugging 
myself. The room felt weird and dark. All the lava 
lamps were pretty weird too. 

"So how old are you anyways," Mark asked, getting a 
choker off his major hit.

"I just turned 21," I said.

"Oh, so you're about my little brother's age. You 
Blaine and him are around the same age," he smiled.

"Yea," I said. "How old are you?"

He grinned in a really weird way as he said, "Oh I'm 
24. I'll be 25 soon." He was wearing a tank top, 
exposing all his tattoos on his muscled arms.

I had heard stories about him. Christie was only 16 and 
she was his former girlfriend. Oh, that was so gross! 
"What a pervert!" I thought to myself, just like his 
Dad. There had been stories about his Dad cheating on 
the mom with younger girls too. Those two were so 
disgusting. And here I was sitting in his bedroom? What 
was I doing there?

"Uhmm well I had better go," I said.

"Noooo no! Have a beer," he pulled out three cases of 

"Look, I know Blaine is hardly there for you anymore. 
You must get lonely at home, waiting up late for him 
all night long," he said in a soothing warm voice.

I sipped down the beer slowly, listening to his voice. 
He was right, I did feel lonely most of the time. I 
hated it. 

Mark smiled, "Listen, I understand you. I know what 
you're going through. It's gonna be okay. I think 
you're so beautiful, and Blaine doesn't appreciate 

I felt my eyes tearing up, I hadn't been called 
beautiful by my husband since high school. Since we had 
been together married, all I had heard from his mouth 
was, "You're hot. Lets do it!"

But Mark was calling me beautiful, it felt so good!

I wanted to hear more of his words. I continued to sip 
down the beer until it became 6 beers somehow. On my 
7th I started feeling so dizzy, "I-I better go," I 

"Have another bong hit," Mark insisted, handing it to 
me. I took one more then coughed so hard, I though I'd 
throw up. 

"Come sit next to me. Lets talk more," he said.

I went over and sat next to him. He began to stroke my 
hair, "Wow I love your long hippy hair. Your never 
gonna cut it are you?"

"No," I giggled. I hated when I got all giggly after 
taking several bong hits. He got up and turned on his 
CD player super loud, blazing out DeathMetal.

"Your so cute like this, like a little girl. Usually 
your such a bitch," he said. "Bitches need to be taught 
a lesson, but you... I betchya have a real sweet tight 
lil pussy."

My eyes widened, I couldn't believe what he just said.

"I have to go," I tried to say as I stood up and fell 

"No, let me help you up," he said as he helped me right 
back onto his bed. I had a beer in my hand as he got 
closer to me. His face was really close to mine. 

"So, what color are those nipples. Your one of those 
mulatto chicks right? Are they pink or brown or red? 
Let me see what they look like," he said.

"No. No I don't want to," I tried to push him back away 
from me.

"Bet I can make em really hard," he said.

He shoved me on my back, and slid his tongue in my 
mouth. His breath tasted like Heineken and potent herb. 
I kicked my legs, hoping to kick his balls really hard. 
He moved up to lay directly on top of me. I couldn't 
move at all!

"Oh god! What's happening?" I breathed, I felt 
completely suffocated from his body weight. He had too 
much muscle mass, and it felt like he was crushing my 
stomach. He pulled the front of my sundress down and 
kissed my cleavage slowly with his tongue, then 
trailing down to my areolas.  

"Stop it! Get off me! Get off me please!" I was crying 
and trying to push him off. Every time I tried to push 
him his arms got stronger, and he started squeezing my 
entire body really hard until I stopped. I was so 
afraid now. His cold blue eyes stared into mine while 
he continued to explore my body. My flip-flops had 
fallen off.

"I need to get my flip-flops," I used every excuse to 
get away.

"Shhh," he kissed and licked underneath my breasts and 
then took his finger under my sundress, and inside my 

"Ouch!!!" I sobbed. He grinned, "It's tight and 

"Get off me!" I screamed trying to punch at him he 
grabbed my wrists really tight until it hurt like hell. 
I wanted to rip the earrings out of his ears!

"I want to make love to you... the way your man doesn't 
do" he whispered as he began to undo his belt and 
jeans, and pull out his long, white dick. Before I knew 
what was happening, he was inside me. The pain was 
really intense as he shoved it inside and out really 

I felt myself cumming, and he continued to thrust. He 
pulled it out, and I could feel his licking my wet 
throbbing pussy. His fingers pinched my nipples as he 
kissed it delicately. His tongue probed inside my twat 
hole, I could feel his tongue ring rubbing all against 
it. He got on top of me and put his dick inside me 
again and began to drive it so good! He grabbed my 
shoulders really tight and began to pump harder and 

I felt his dick beginning to get stiffer and swell 
inside my body! He was getting ready to cum!

"No please! You'll could get me pregnant! Please!" I 

He ignored me and continued to pump it like there was 
no tomorrow. I felt him as he came inside me. 

"What if you got me pregnant?" I said weakly, I was a 
complete wreck inside. My heart was beating so fast.

"Yea what if," he grinned.

"You JERK!" I sobbed.

He licked my cum from his fingers...