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Subject: {ASSM} Forsaking all Others (MF, MMMFF. FF) - Part 1
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Forsaking all Others - Part 1

My name is Asaph. Not a commom name, but the one I was named with. Most
people just shorten it down to Ase.

What else, twenty eight years old, six feet tall, run about two hundred
pounds, and in relatively good shape. Looks, hell I don't know. I guess I am
considered good looking. I never gave that much thought.

I'm married to Cynthia (Cindy), and have been for the best part of three
years. Cindy is a nice looking blonde, twenty five years old, measurements
about 38-26-36. I'm guessing at that, but wouldn't be out by much. I know
for sure her tits are 38C, as that is what her bra says. Cindy works for an
insurance firm, secretary, and I work with a car dealership. I work in the
stockroom, I guess you could say I am the manager, even though I don't
really have a title.

I have been with that particular car dealer for about six years now, and run
the stockroom. There are two others that work there, John, who is about
forty or so, and Marie, who is about twenty five. John is a nice guy, but
really more of a work, go home type of guy. Friendly, but really just talks
shop.

Marie on the other hand, is friendly and she and I have become good friends.
We would flirt a little, but nothing serious.

Then last year, Marie found out her husband was cheating on her, and she
moved out, and they split up. I talked to her a lot, and would try to boost
her spirits, by telling her she was good looking and sexy.

Over dinners, she would share her pain with me, and I was a shoulder for her
to cry on, and someone to bitch to, complain to, and understand her.

Never once did it involve any touching, or anything of a sexual nature,
other than the odd comment.

I guess examples of that would be me telling her, she was sexy, and that
she was nice, and would be able to find another man.

One day Marie asked me, "Ase, if you wern't married, would you ask me out?"

I nodded and said, "In a minute. I find you very nice, and fun to be with."

She smiled and said softly, "Tell me more."

I just shook my head, and said, "Come on, you know I think you are
attractive, and I think you are sexy. Plus I like you a lot."

She just smiled at me, and let it drop.

Marie was maybe five foot six, and I would guess maybe one fifteen, maybe a
little more. Measurements, I don't know, her chest was nothing like Cindy's.
I mean like there were bumps, but not much. She did have a nice flat tummy,
and an even nicer tight, rounded little ass. Tits, I would say a B would be
pushing it. Nice hips, man. I don't know what her measurements would be.
Really dark brown hair also. Pretty face.

It's funny how things turn out. One Friday I was leaving early, and over
dinner, she was kind of moaning and groaning  about having nothing to do
that weekend.

I don't know if it was because she was feeling lonely or what, but before
she went back to work, she gave me a little hug, and said softly, "Ase,
you've always been here for me, all through my tough times. If you ever need
me, I will be here for you."

She did not add anything to that, just turned and went back to work. I did
up a couple more orders and then hit the road home.

That night Cindy and I went out to a movie, and we had a good time. Later,
we had a good fuck and then went to sleep.

Our sex life was good, we maybe fucked three times a week, and then usually
had another night, were we just used our mouths. Cindy always came and
seemed to enjoy it all.

Saturday, she was going to a bachelorette party for one of the girls she
worked with. I noticed that she dressed a little sexy, but just assumed the
girls would all be dressing that way.

Cindy got back around one in the morning, and was a little drunk. Once she
got in bed, she was aggressive and was soon sitting on my hard cock.

She said, "They had some male strippers there, and it got a little wild."

I just raised an eyebrow at her.

She smiled as she fucked her wet cunt up and down on my hard cock. She gave
a giggle, and said, "I behaved."

Then she said, "A couple of the girls didn't."

She laughed and said, "One stripper took everything off except his little
thongy thing. He stood right in front of Tammy, she's the one getting
married. He told her where she was the party girl, she could do anything she
wanted to."

She slowed up on my cock, as she was getting into her story.

"We were all yelling for her to take his cock out," she went on, "And god
she did it, she reached over and pulled that thong right down. The guys cock
just bobbed right in front of her. Tammy slowly reached up and took hold of
it. She actually jerked it a couple of times."

She sped up her hips moving up and down, and her cunt was very wet as she
slid it up and down on my hard shaft.

She then said, "A couple of the girls slipped in a back room with a couple
of the strippers."

She then giggled and said, "Roxie, went in a room with a black stripper."

I had met Roxie and her husband at a couple of the company dos. Her husband
seemed like a hard working guy, and seemed nice to me.

I made the comment, "She's married, right?"

Cindy nodded, and then concentrated on riding my cock. Her cunt was soaked,
and I knew the night's events and talking about it had her turned on more
than usual.

I think it was the booze she had, but she seemed to be having trouble making
it to her peak. I slipped a hand down between our bodies and found her
passion marble and finding our wet junction, got some juice on my finger and
gently stroked her clit.

She smiled down at me, and said, "Thanks, I need that."

She just got the words out when her cunt exploded on me. I felt her strong
spasms hit her, and she was cumming harder than normal on my cock. Her good
climax set me off, and I pumped my hips up at her, and shot my load deep
into her cunt.

I figured she would go right to sleep, but maybe she had gotten another
wind, as she hopped out of bed, and went in and cleaned up. I waited for a
bit, then went in also. Cindy was in the shower, so I just rinsed my cock
off, and then had a leak.

She heard me, and said, "I still can't believe Roxie did that."

I just said, "I can't believe she would cheat on her husband. He seems
nice."

Cindy was just having a quick shower, and she opened the curtain and grabbed
a towel. I sat down on the toilet seat, and said, "They don't have any
problems do they?"

Cindy said, "I don't think so, Roxie just likes her sex, and is not
particular where she gets it."

I said, "I met Bill, I think he is the kind of guy who would kick her ass
out, if he found out."

Cindy kind of looked at me funny. Then she smiled.

On the way back to bed, she said, "If I cheated, would you kick my ass out?"

I glanced at her and said, "Honey, you took a vow, to forsake all others."

She squeezed my arm, and said, "Don't worry, I remember."

I just said, "You better."

I did not think about it again.

It was the following weekend, and we were at the wedding. Once I saw Tammy I
remembered her.

I whispered to Cindy, "So did Tammy get laid that night?"

Cindy shook her head, and said, "No, she just jerked the guy off. Never even
took any clothes off."

I looked around the church. Roxie was there, holding tightly to her husbands
arm. Roxie was a big titted blonde, who actually looked a lot like Cindy.
They could pass for sisters.

I whispered to Cindy, "So who was the other one at the party?"

She smiled and said, "See the one there a couple of seats over from Roxie,
with real black hair?"

I looked over there, and noticed the woman she meant. She was nice looking,
but nothing special.

Cindy did not even look, she just whispered, "That's Gail, she works in the
steno pool. She's married too, so some more cheating."

The ceremony started and when it finished, it was off to the reception.

There the meal was served, and once the toasts and other duties were
finished, there was a dance. Cindy knew lots of people, so I was more of an
escort. Once the formal part was over, we found ourselves with Roxie and her
husband and another couple at a table. Cindy likes to dance, and so do I, so
we spent a lot of time on the dance floor.

I noticed Roxie seemed to dance with a lot of the guys.

Once the night was over, and we got home, it was right off to bed.

Cindy leaned over me, and gave me a kiss goodnight. She said, "I do love
you."

I think it was about a month later, when one Friday, she said a few of them
were going out after work. I asked her if she wanted me to pick her up, but
she said they had a designated driver.

I never thought very much about it, but when she got home, I couldn't help
but notice that she was dressed sexy, and I could tell from how her tits
bounced that she had no bra on.

Once we were in bed, she quickly climbed on me, and slid a very wet cunt
down on my shaft. She started right in fucking me, and I must have looked
surprised, because she said, "Watching Roxie tonight got me wet."

I smiled up at her and said, "That make you lose your bra also?"

She smiled back, and said, "You noticed that. That was a dare, didn't mean
anything."

I said very softly, "A dare. You had better remember you are a married
woman."

Cindy looked down at me and her smile was a little too quick and she said,
"Don't worry, I won't forget that."

Then she shut up and concentrated on fucking me. Cindy is a great fuck when
she gets into it, and she was into it that night. She came long and hard on
my cock.

Two weeks later, it was the same thing, she and some people from work were
going out again. When she got home, she had her bra on, but was horny as
hell again, and gave me a good fucking.

Sunday night I said to her, "When you go out on Fridays, who goes?"

She quickly said, "Roxie, Gail, Tammy, Sarah and me, usually. We just go to
the Outlaw, and have supper and a few drinks and shoot the shit and unwind.
Listen we don't do anything for you to worry about."

I asked, "Sarah married?"

She shook her head.

I then said, "Listen I don't really mind, I trust you. Just be careful."

She quickly said, "Be careful of what?"

I said, "I don't know about Tammy, but you have already told me the other
two cheat. If Sarah is single, no problem. But you know I take our vows
serious."

She said, "You'd never cheat on me would you?"

I just said, "Never."

She quickly said, "I won't either."

Monday at work, when I was having dinner with Marie, I was kind of quiet,
and she said to me, "You got something bothering you?"

I said to her, "Listen you are a female, will you answer a question for me?"

She just nodded and said, "Sure."

I said to her, "My wife has suddenly started going out with the girls every
second Friday night. Now that is no big deal as such, but she has already
let me know that two of the other women regularly cheat on their
husbands.One of the other ones is single, and the other one is just married.
I was just kind of wondering from a woman's point of view what would be the
attraction in that?"

Marie looked at me, and said, "Maybe they are just friends. Anything else?"

I looked away and said, "She is always horny when she gets home, and we get
right into sex. No foreplay or anything, and she is very wet. Oh and the
first night, she did not have her bra on when she got home."

Marie looked at me.

I added, "She said they had a dare amoung themsleves."

Marie looked a little harder at me.

Finally she said, "You trust her?"

I nodded.

She looked at me, then looked away. She did not say anything.

I asked, "So, from a woman's point of view, what is going on?"

Marie looked at me tenderly, then said, "Don't quote me, but I would say the
two cheaters are looking for some fun. Probably the single one also. Your
wife and the other one right now are probably just having some fun. But no
bra, means they were showing off or teasing some."

She saw me start to say something, but held up her hand, "Wait, now. Cindy
might be sort of getting her thrills vicariously, but she wants to be very,
very careful. One thing about cheating women, they like company. For one
thing, they don't see anything wrong with it. But if you don't join in, then
they start to think you think less of them. Listen Ase, they will try to get
her to join them."

I nodded.

She reached over and caressed my cheek. Then said, "Ase, put a stop to it
now."

I nodded, and said, "Maybe I'd better."

This was a week when she would be going out. Wednesday night, I was sitting
in the kitchen when she walked in. I pulled her onto my lap and said,
"Listen, instead of you going out with the girls on Fridays, how about you
and I do something."

She looked at me, and said, "We have lots of time, I like to go out with the
girls."

I said, "I think I would prefer you didn't."

She immediately got a little defensive, and said, "Are you saying you don't
trust me?"

I answered, "Cindy, I trust you, but why put yourself into situations where
you might be tempted?"

She looked at me. I could see her mind working. She looked disappointed. But
then she said, "Maybe your right. Tammy stopped going, and hey, I can have
fun with you."

I gave her a kiss.

Friday night came, and it being summer, I was planning on spending the night
with her. But after supper, she got busy with some baking, so I mowed the
lawn.

It was late when she crawled into bed, and she went right off to sleep.

We never mentioned it again. Two weeks from that Friday, she never said a
word, but I noticed she dessed sexy that morning.

When I got home that night, she was not home. There was a message on the
answering machine, and Cindy said, that Tammy was having some problems so
they were meeting, and she would be home later.

I decided to trust her, and drove down to the hardware store. I needed a few
supplies. I had just walked into the store, when I ran into Tammy and her
husband. I made small talk for a couple of minutes then left.

It's not a nice feeling knowing your wife lied to you.

Cindy was late, and I was already in bed. I pretended to be asleep. I could
tell she was horny, but I kept my breathing regular. I could sense that she
was touching herself, and debating whether to wake me up from my pretended
sleeping.

Finally she slipped out of bed, and went to the bathroom. She was in there
for a few minutes, but there were no sounds. No shower, no toilet flushing.

Later she crawled back into bed, and went right to sleep. I guessed that she
had quickly masturbated in the bathroom.

Saturday morning I was in the kitchen when she came down.

She knew I was helping her Dad with a job that morning. When I was going out
the door, I said to her, "I had to pick up a couple of things for you father
last night. Funny I ran into Tammy and her husband at the hardware store."

With that I walked out.

It was later in the afternoon when I got home.

Cindy was kind of quiet, but over supper, she softly said, "You mad that I
told a little lie?"

I just shrugged my shoulders, and said, "No not mad, very disappointed. Why
would you lie to me?"

She quickly said, "Actually it was Roxie who was having the problem. I
thought you might think I was out partying with her, so I said Tammy. I'm
sorry."

Her answer was a little too pat, like she had spent a lot of time coming up
with a story.

I said, "Cindy. I love you, you love me, but I can see trouble in the
future. Honestly I don't even like you hanging around with women that cheat.
I know they will try and get you to do it too."

I could sense her defenses before she spoke.

She said, "Thay have never tried to do that. I don't think you know what you
are talking about."

I just said, "They already have you lying to me."

That shut her up. She looked at me, and I looked back.

Then she got up and walked away.

Things seemed to be back to normal the rest of the weekend.

Monday, Marie could see I was thinking. She just said, "She went out again."

I nodded, and then added, "And lied about it."

Marie looked like she was going to cry.

I said, "What?"

Then her tears started. There was no one around, so I opened my arms to her.
She quickly moved into them, and I hugged her.

"What?" I asked.

She just snuggled close, then whispered to me, "Ase, she is going to hurt
you, and that makes me so sad."

When she said it, I knew myself that it was probably true.

She pulled back, and I let her pull away. She brushed the tears from her
cheek. She reached out and gave my cheek a rub, and very softly said, "If
you need me, O.K."

I nodded.

That afternoon, I was not busy, and did a lot of thinking. I knew that I had
voiced my concerns to my wife. It hurt just doing that. But I also knew that
I could not prevent it, if she was going to go that way. I guess I just
wanted to know. I knew I could not live with that, so I decided to not
mention it. I would quietly observe her, and if I ever found proof, then it
would be over.

That night, after supper, I said to her, "Cindy, I'm sorry if you think I
don't trust you. Actually I do trust you. I was only trying to warn you. So,
let's not talk about it any more. You know what I think. It's one thing I
will never put up with."

She just hugged me and said, "I love you so much."

It was two weeks later, when I noticed her dressing up sexy that morning.
She had on a short skirt, and a lacy white blouse. I think she was aware
that I noticed, but she did not say anything. I wanted to say something, but
decided not to.

That night, when I got home, there was a message that she had to work late.
She said, she should not be later than eleven.

I did as the other night, and pretended to be sound asleep. I knew she was
pretty much loaded as she stumbled around qute a bit, before she crawled
into bed. She slipped her arm around me, and went right to sleep. Once she
was sound asleep, I slipped my hand down and felt her cunt. She was very
wet, but I could tell it was just her juices.

I slipped out of bed, and went to the bathroom. I checked the clothes
hamper. Her blouse and skirt were in there. But no underwear. I slipped
downstairs to get a drink and walked into the livingroom, as I sipped my
glass of juice.

Her purse was sitting on the armchair, so I popped it open. Surprise,
surprise, there were her panties and bra in her purse. I left it open. But I
did check her panties. There was a damp spot, but again it was just her
cream.

I carefully laid the panties and bra across her purse. She would know that I
knew.

Back upstairs, I checked her skirt. There was a damp spot on the back of it.
Obviously she had been turned on, but had not done anything about it. Or
maybe she had, if the guy wore a condom.

I went back to bed, but did not sleep much.

I was up on Saturday, and had some things to do. When I got home, I noticed
the purse and underwear were gone, but Cindy did not say anything about it.

That week, Marie knew before I even said anything.

She said, "She went out."

I nodded.

She said, "Did she?"

I just shrugged, and then said, "I don't think so, but I'm not sure. Her
panties and bra were in her purse. If she did, they used a condom."

Marie just said, "Christ I would hope so,"

Then she said, "So what are you going to do?"

I gave her a weak smile and said, "What can I do. I will be watchful, and if
I get proof, then it will be like you and Jimmy. She'll be out on her ass."

Marie looked very sad.

I said, "Listen, I warned her. I can't do any more. She knows how I feel.
She makes the same money as me, and we don't own much, so it's not like it
was later, and we had a lot of assets. No matter how much I want her to be
true, I can't stop her."

Marie had tears in her eyes again. She gave my hand a squeeze.

For the next couple of months every Friday night, Cindy would go out with
the girls. I actually think she thought where I had stopped complaining
about it, that I was somehow agreeing with her behaviour.

I would observe, but never noticed anything, except that she never seemed to
want me when she got home.

Then one night, she got home, and while I pretended to sleep, she had a
quick shower.

In the morning I checked around, but did not find anything. The only thing I
wondered about was her panties were hanging in the laundry room, and had
been washed out by hand.

The next Friday night was the same. The quick shower, and I had put her
douche bag in crooked in the closet. In the morning it was straight. I was
convinced that Cindy had crossed the line and was now cheating. Now I had to
find proof.

It had been eight weeks since I felt that she had cheated on me. I got home
from work on a Wednesday and there was slip in the mail saying that there
was a registered letter for me at the Post Office. I picked it up at noon
time the next day. I took it back to work with me, and opened it.

In the package, was a video tape, and a little note.

The note read:

Buddy:

Sorry, I was getting proof on my wife.
Some of your's also. Destroy it if you don't want to know.
Otherwise, you now know.

Bill

I sat there looking into space for a long time. I mean I knew, but you don't
want to know. There's that feeling like you get kicked in the guts. But you
can't kick back. You hurt, but you can't hurt back. Total frustration.

I was still staring into space when the day ended. Did I want to watch the
tape? I guess I had to. I needed something to make the decision for me.

Marie looked in and said, "You going home?"

I looked at her, and she knew. She closed the door to my little office and
came in. I pointed to the tape and note.

She read the note and sat down in a chair and cried.

After a bit she looked at me with a tear stained face.

She gave a little smile and said, "Life's so fucking unfair."

Then she said, "You O.K."

I nodded.

She said, "If you need me, you know where I live."

I nodded again.

She said, "I."

Then she paused.

I smiled and gave a little nod. She smiled back.

When she was gone, I slowly got to my feet. I put the tape and note in my
desk. I looked up the number for Bill Henry. I phoned it, and he answered.
He sounded like he had been drinking.

I said, "Bill, thanks for the tape. I hope you have not told anybody about
giving me a copy."

He laughed and said, "No, no one knows you have a copy. Course I showed it
to Roxie, just before I kicked her ass out of my fucking house. So she knows
it exists. So your wife might know it exists by now. Cost me some serious
money to get it, but worth every fucking cent. I have a pre nup, that says
if she ever cheated she would get nothing."

Then he added, "If you want to stop by for a drink, I 'm just celebrating,
not drowning my sorrows."

I said, "Maybe another time."

He laughed and said, "Anytime."

I thanked him again and hung up.

I did not mention anything when I got home. I could tell Cindy was nervous,
but I managed to act normal, or maybe she was so nervous she could not tell.

Friday she stayed home. The only difference was that when we went to bed, I
either waited until she was asleep, or if she was staying up, I went in and
got in bed, and pretended to be asleep when she came to bed. Anyway it
worked as we had not had sex for a couple of weeks, when the next Friday
rolled around.

That morning I noticed she was dressing sexy.

She commented, "Something  bothering you, it's been a couple of weeks since
we fucked?

I shrugged and said, "No, it just seems that when I go to bed, you stay up,
and when you go to bed before me, I have some things to do."

She said, "Guess so, maybe tonight then?"

I said, " Sounds like it might be a date."

She actually smiled at me.

When I got home from work there was a message on the answering machine. It
was Cindy saying she had to work, but only until ten thirty or eleven and
hoped our date was still on.

I got myself a beer, and popped the tape in the VCR.

The quality of the tape was actually quite good. The scene was in the
livingroom of someone's apartment or house. The picture was steady so it was
obvious that the camera was on, but no one was operating it.

Someone knew it was on, because the picture gradually cleared, and there was
Roxie with a big muscular black guy. Then Cindy entered the picure. The
first thing I noticed was that she had no bra on. The white blouse showed
her dark nipples through her blouse, and she was also feeling no pain. There
was a guy with her with his arm around her.

Whoever had the camera on, had the sound on also. I heard the guy say to
her, "So, remember me from the party."

Cindy gave this little giggle, and said, "I saw Tammy jerk you off."

The guy laughed.

It dawned on me that maybe they were the strippers from the party. She had
said Roxie had gone with a black guy.

The guy kind of pulled her down on the sofa beside him. He kissed her, and
put an arm around her shoulders. Cindy almost looked like she was resisting
a little bit. But before they got into any serious disagreement, Roxie came
back into the picture.

I heard her say, "Just let her watch for a bit."

With that Roxie stripped her shirt off, and her big tits came into view.
They sagged a bit, but were impressive. Then the black guy moved in behind
her, and his black hands came around her front and quickly found her
nipples. He tugged on them and rolled them with his fingers.

Roxie said, "Oh, fuck that's good."

Roxie was watching Cindy and I was also.

She in turn was watching Roxie get caressed.

The guy next to her, said, "Can I touch your's like in the bar?"

Cindy did not say anything, just watched Roxie getting her nipples palyed
with. Her man, slowly and softly unbottoned her blouse and let her own big
tits out. He quickly found a nipple and started to tug and roll it. Cindy's
nipple got hard very quickly and even the one that was not being touched got
hard.

I saw the guy wink at Roxie, and she whispered to the black guy. He was
quick to drop down and pull Roxie's shirt off. She was bare underneath. The
black guy quickly found her cunt, and a long black finger slid along her
slit. Roxie moaned deeply and spread her legs. The guy lowered her to the
floor, and Roxie spread her legs out wide. The black guy slipped a finger
into her, then leaned down and gave her clit a lick.

I looked at Cindy, and the other guy was sucking her nipple now, and
slipping her skirt higher and higher up her thighs. Cindy seemed to resist a
bit, but suddenly her thighs opened, and her blonde haired cunt came into
view. No panties.

The guy was quick to move her to the edge of the sofa, and slipped to his
knees and lowered his mouth to her crotch. I could see her legs suddenly
lift and open and another man was sucking my wife's cunt.

The mike picked up her moan. The black guy lifted his head and said to
Roxie, "She's getting into it now."

Roxie said, "She loves to play hard to get. She always does it. Makes her
feel better if she resists a little. Give her a minute and you'll see a real
slut. We'll all fuck her tonight."

The black guy laughed, and said, "Let Jerry get her going real good, then
you know I want a piece of her. You know I like blondes."

Roxie laughed and said, "Once she gets real hot, she'll suck me too."

The black guy said, "I want you both to put on a show for us."

Roxie nodded.

Cindy was sprawled on the sofa, and was moaning and panting while the Jerry
guy ate her cunt. I saw him working at his own clothes, as he licked her
cunt. He slipped his pants down and gradually got them off. The he slipped
his shirt off. Once he was naked, he kind of pushed Cindy around some. She
was half laying on the sofa, with her blouse open and her big tits pointing
at the ceiling. Jerry got one of her legs on the floor and then moved the
other one high on the back of the sofa, That had Cindy spread wide.

Roxie and the black guy were watching them. Jerry quickly slipped up on the
sofa and before Cindy knew it, he had his cock buried deep into her wet
cunt. She moaned deep in her chest.

Jerry looked down at her and said, "Teasing time is over now you little
slut."

Cindy looked up and him and said, "Fuck me."

Roxie said to her partner, "She's ready, but I want her mouth first. But I
have a mouth for you."

The black guy nodded and said, "Lots of time. I'll have her later."

Roxie was naked, and she moved over to Cindy and stradded her head. She
looked down at Cindy and smiled as she said, "Time to lick honey."

Cindy did not say anything, but her tongue came out, and I saw it slip into
Roxie before Roxie's legs cut off the view.

Once she was sitting on my wife's face, Roxie opened her mouth and started
to suck the black cock before her face.

Once they were going good, the camera suddenly started to move. It moved
around and starting taking some serious closeups. Roxie's face was clear as
she sucked the big black cock. Then the camera moved around and I could see
Jerry's cock sliding in and out of Cindy. Her cunt was soaked with her
juice. Then finally the camera zoomed in on Cindy's face, and Roxie lifted a
bit, and I could see her tongue lapping Roxie's clit.

Roxie said to the camera, "She sucks a mean cunt."

Roxie came first and you could see her really grind her ass into Cindy's
face. Once she was done, she quickly stood up. Cindy's lower face was
shining with cunt juice. Roxie leaned over and kissed her.

Then she said, "Now I want you to suck Stan good, and I'll do you in a
minute."

Stan moved in and Cindy actually gobbled up his black cock.

Jerry came next, and he quickly pulled out of Cindy. Once he was standing,
you could see he was still hard, and as Roxie leaned over and started to
lick Cindy's sopping cunt, Jerry quickly knelt behind her and slipped his
cock into Roxie.

I don't know if Cindy had cum with Jerry fucking her, but she soon came with
Roxie licking her.

Once Cindy had cum, Roxie moved to the floor and Jerry climbed onto her and
started fucking her again.

Stan meanwhile pulled his cock out of Cindy's mouth and moved between her
legs. Her lifted her legs and rested then on his shoulders and aimed his
black cock at her wet cunt. He slipped the head into her then looked down at
her.

He said, "Ever have a black cock before?"

Cindy shook her head.

He said, "Want one."

She nodded.

He said, "Ask for it."

Cindy just said, "Fuck me."

Stan fucked her hard and he seemed to last for a long time. I could tell
that she had cum a couple of times before he came in her.

When he was done, Jerry had already cum in Roxie, and she was just laying
there.

Roxie said to Stan, "Get her down here, You wanted to see us do it."

Stan guided Cindy up and down and laid her right on Roxie. I saw Cindy smile
and then bury her face in Roxie's wet, spermy cunt. Roxie moved Cindy's hips
over her face, and then pulled Cindy's dripping cunt to her mouth.

I know they both came a couple of times that way. Stan was hard again, and
once the girls were done, he moved around and slipped his cock into Roxie.

Jerry was on the sofa and he was looking like he was done for the night. The
camera stopped moving, and it looked like it was on the floor behind Cindy.
You could see her spread cunt. It looked red and swollen. Then another ass
moved into the picture, and another cock slipped into her. The camera being
on the floor showed her cunt getting fucked, but not the face of the third
guy.

The guy fucked her for about five minutes or so, and then came in her. As he
came he pulled out and some of his cum landed on her matted cunt hair.

That's how the film ended, with a close up on Cindy's blonde pubic hair,
soaked with her juice and a string of white cum.

I had already packed my bags, I loaded them in my car, and looked around.

All of our furniture was old and of little value. Nothing I wanted.
I took the tape out, and laid it on the top of the VCR. I took a piece of
paper and wrote:

Cindy:

Forsaking all others.

Good bye

Then I went out and got in my car and drove over to Marie's.

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