For Love

Author: Jon Maddux

Proof reader: FantazMaster

 

CHAPTER 1: BAD LUCK FOR HER

 

     I had been surfing through numerous dating and escort sites trying to find someone who could alleviate my physical needs while my wife recuperated from a malady she was suffering from.  She wouldn’t be able to tend to my needs for several months.  Of course I couldn’t take any chances with street walkers or prostitutes; I definitely wanted a woman who I didn’t have to worry about disease with. 

     I mentioned my predicament and that I was looking for a woman who wouldn’t mind a temporary sugar daddy.  I ran an ad through an adult dating site I advertised with and I found tons of people answering my ad.  After seeing pictures of most of them, that ended my interest in them.  Since I demanded a blood test from any woman as a condition of our arrangement many were unwilling to give in to that stipulation.  Helen however had the potential to be the perfect find. 

     She indicated she was married and had been for the last 18 years.  She was also only looking for a temporary fix to a short term problem.  Her husband she said had lost his job due to corporate downsizing and they faced mounting debt and losing their home and way of life.  She was most concerned with having to move from their house and the kids, of which she had several, faced ending up in some inner city crime plagued schools and her oldest two being forced to quit the big ten schools they attended and ending up in community colleges. 

     I spent hours on end discussing our arrangement with her before we decided to meet.  I had seen several pictures of her and liked what I saw.  She was 42 and had four children.  Her hair was black and a little longer than shoulder length. Early on she mentioned she was not a skinny woman.  She had birthed four kids, and although she managed to lose most of the weight she was still a size 12.  She was also open about her measurements, wanting to make sure I knew what I was getting into from the beginning.  Her breasts were a 38b, her waist 30”, and her hips a robust 40”.  Not a twig I agree but her proportions were just right. 

     We met for lunch one day and talked about what exactly was to transpire.  She needed at least 1500$ a month to defray expenses.  She already had a good story put together to explain the money away with a new telemarketing job; knowing this way her husband wouldn’t figure out how she was earning the money without actually having a job to go to.  The money wasn’t an issue so I agreed to pay her the amount she quoted in exchange for her “time”.  She agreed to tend to me no less than twice a week for the next several months.  We exchanged blood test paperwork and I verified she was clean.  We shook hands and agreed to meet for our first session in two weeks. 

     From the beginning she had been open about regular vaginal & oral sex but skirted the issue about any type of role-play or anything other than what she deemed normal.  There were a few areas she was willing to negotiate on.  The first was body hair.  I happen to have a fetish for female body hair and she actually said she was agreeable to my requests on these points.  She would stop shaving her underarms, bikini area, and legs as long as we were intimate.  The second and most important to me was condom usage.  I haven’t used a condom in years.  My wife and I using only natural birth control, I was very adamant in not wearing one.  This brought us to our end price of 2500$ a month instead of the 1500$ I was at first willing to pay.  She stated she didn’t take birth control of any kind and that I would have to produce for her at the time of our first meeting a prescription of RU-486 in case something was to happen. 

     I knew from the get go I was going to have to work some blackmail at some point in order to secure from her something other than the mundane sex she apparently had with her husband.  I saved every email and instant message as well as taping every conversation.  Since she made it clear her husband could never find out about us I knew she would be willing to try or do anything in order to keep our tryst a secret.  Our first meeting was to occur at the suite of the local Ramada.  Of course I made sure I got there early and placed the video cameras in good hiding places.  This would be the icing on the cake to getting my way with her.  I could also use the tapes to force her to continue our little association for free after her husband got a new job and she thought she didn’t need me anymore. 

     She knocked on the door… as she came in she was dressed just as I had requested.  A white body hugging dress that showed her every curve looked phenomenal!  The strapless dress started at her breasts, braless, their motherly sag looked so sexy as they sat even with the bend of her arm.  It then stuck to her motherly pudgy tummy like saran wrap, showing every little bulge.  From there it flared out over her wide motherly hips and down to the middle of her curvaceous supple thighs. 

     She sat down and I rehashed our arrangement for the benefit of the video tape.  She then asked if I had the things she requested and I handed her a brown sack.  She opened it and pulled out 2500$ in cash, counting it on film.  She then took out the RU-486 glad that I had acquired two prescriptions for her.  From there I knew I had her but the time wasn’t right yet to play my hand.  I wanted to wait until I was ready!  For the next few sessions I would just wait it out.

 

CHAPTER 2:  MONEY TALKS

 

     Our little trysts had become something we both looked forward too.  I had held my evidence and decided for the time being to just enjoy myself with her.  She confided originally she had only intended to meet me the minimum number of times per week, two, but after the first meeting she instantly changed her mind.  She let me in on a little secret, that her husband hadn’t been interested in orally pleasuring her since their second child was born.  I on the other hand had no issue spending all the time it took to draw orgasm after orgasm out of her matronly body.  I loved sex with married mothers and liked it even more if they were nice and juicy and wet when I had them. 

     She eventually learned of my desire for super wet sex and went so far as to let me employ a little idea I came up with.  I would hook aquarium tubing to a bottle of KY and empty the bottle inside her before sex.  Of course there was the issue of her having birthed four children to contend with.  Sex at first was difficult, I never thought of myself as needing in the cock area since I measure just over 7 ½” long and am a bit wider than three of my fingers together.  Since she had birthed all four naturally she was a bit loose in the babyhole.  Add a large amount of lubrication and it was nearly impossible for me to cum from just sex.  I taught her a little trick, she would reach down and place her index finger and thumb together to form a ring and rest it just outside her babyhole.  Then I would enter the ring and her and we would fuck until I came in her.  She literally was just jerking me off inside her but none the less I enjoyed cumming in another mans wife, especially knowing she was the mother of his kids.

     We had been getting together for sessions sometimes three to four times a week.  Sometimes it was just her blowing me in the back of her minivan, other times I would eat her until she came and send her home satiated.  Early on it was dependant on her menstrual cycle, later after I had knocked her up it wouldn’t matter.

     Her black hair had grown in nicely.  She had a thick curly bush of pubic hair that was easily seen in the white swimsuit I bought her to wear at the hotel pools when we had get togethers.  Her underarms had also grown in nice and bushy.  She told her husband it was just something new she was experimenting with.  As for her legs, they were covered in a super fine layer of black hair.  She wore pants unless she was with me, in which case she wore mid thigh length dresses and skirts.  This I demanded from her so that she understood her hole was to be accessible to me at all times and pants would give her the false impression that she controlled her hole.  Her thick bush would drive me into a frenzy, unable to keep my mouth off her babyhole.  After all this time of pleasing each other it was time for me to get what I wanted. 

     I had mentioned her scrumptious ass or as I call it, mommyhole on several occasions.  She made it very clear she was a virgin there and would be until the day she died, or so she thought.  Today was the day I was going to deflower this married cutie and show her how a mother pleasures a man!

 

CHAPTER 3:  A ROYAL PAIN IN THE…

 

      This time we met at the Super 8.  We met so often I couldn’t afford to keep footing the bill for a suite at the Ramada.  We spent about two hours at the pool, her laying out and taking the occasional dip in the pool for me.  I loved how her thick bush would show through the white bikini when it was wet.  All those dads and married men drooling over her sexy body turned me on!  We then headed to the room where I had already set up the laptop. 

     Once we were in the room I locked the door and had her change into her new dress I had bought.  It was a size 10 nylon/spandex number in tan that was tight for her to squeeze into but hugged her body so nicely.  She wasted no time in dropping down on her knees and sliding off my trunks.  As always I was already hard and oozing precum as she wrapped her lips over me and took me into her warm soft mouth.  She slid her hand and mouth up and down me as she worked her magic trying to draw the cum out of me which she usually has no problem doing.  This time I knew I was saving it for her mommyhole and after a few minutes pulled her up and onto the bed beside me. 

     I began kissing her and my hands quickly found her luscious rump as I pawed and fondled it softly admiring every inch… then slowly sliding my hands up under her dress as I continued to fondle and grope over her.  She took my hands away, rolling to her back and I worked my way down her body, sliding up the dress and pressing her thighs apart slowly.  My mouth moving over her beautiful thighs, sucking and nipping the supple flesh lightly.  I parted her labia with my fingers and began sucking her clit.  My tongue began slowly lashing her clit from side to side.  Her body wasted no time in warming up.  I now massaged the area where her labia and thigh met, relaxing her as I licked.  Using my other hand I slid two fingers up inside her and began my usual massaging of her g-spot.  I let my tongue slowly lick from her clit to the bottom of her hole and back to her clit, using my tongues flat surface and lapping at her like a cat.  Then after a few moments of this I would use the tip and let it dance over her clit side to side and up and down.  She gushed fluids before crying out, literally screaming from orgasm. 

     After she was ready I grabbed the KY bottle and slid the tubing inside her.  She held it in place and tilted her hips to let the liquid run down inside her.  I squeezed the bottle and the contents rushed inside her, over half the bottle filled her womb and vagina, the rest running out of her.  She held her hips tilted as I climbed up between her spread legs and prepared to enter her.  She gave me that cat ate the canary smile as I effortlessly slid into her.  Without me having to say a word she reached down and placed her fingers in a ring around my cock, squeezing it tightly.  I began to saw in and out of her slowly, admiring the wet warmth of her insides, occasionally pressing in deeply until the head rested against her cervix.  She smiled a contented smile, “I wanted you to know… I found out a couple days ago I am pregnant.  I know you wanted to knock me up and I thought you should know you succeeded! In a few more days it will be two months… but I plan on taking the RU-486 tonight.”  I ground and thrust in and out as she jerked me off inside her, her words turning me on more and more.  “One day you’re gonna have to tell me how you and your wife had sex like this for years and she never got pregnant”. 

      I slid out of her and sat up, grabbing my laptop and placing it on the sheet on my lap.  “You’re absolutely right Helen I should tell you how we managed that.”  I hit play on the desktop and an edited clip began to play of all of our seedy little conversations and sex.  She watched with an open mouth as she heard all the details of our arrangement to include the RU-486 part of the deal.  Then the tape moved on to us fucking like rabbits and then cut to her cumming time and time again as I ate her out, not to mention her telling me several times she wished her husband could make her cum like that.  She turned pale white as she began to grow nervous.  “What, what is this for? I mean why?”  I reached over and grabbed a handful of her plump ass and squeezed it firmly.  “This is the only birth control we need in my house Helen.  Whether I am just jerking off or having sex I almost always fill my precious ones backside with my cum!”  She panicked, “You can’t be serious, and you did all this… you planned this all along?  You only wanted… to degrade me, to dehumanize me like a piece of meat, a vessel for you to empty yourself in?”  I smiled cruelly, “don’t look surprised, you sold yourself for a price, you had to figure this could turn out bad for you?”  She stammered and began to tear up as she grew more scared by the minute. 

      I grabbed a warm wash cloth and brought it over to her.  “Roll over so I can wipe the KY off”, She was pale, I feared she would pass out just thinking about what I was going to do to her, she started pleading.  “Don’t argue with me Helen, you either roll over and take your medicine or a copy of this video finds it way to hubby, and another will end up all over the internet!”  She now cried openly begging me not to tell anyone or show it to anyone.  I assured her the choice was all hers.  She then reluctantly rolled over face down and I slid her dress up and wiped her crack, washing the lubricant from her plump rearend.  I then dried it with a towel and put two pillows down on the bed and told her to bend over them.  Again she pleaded but in the end knew her fate was sealed.  She lay over the top of them and prepared herself for what was to come.  “From now on, when I need to cum your going to roll to your side or face down and present me a tight hole to cum in.  No man is going to pay two grand a month to have a woman jerk him off inside her, you couldn’t be that naïve?”  She sobbed and sniffled as I lay down behind her. 

     The tip now wedged between her cheeks, I line it up with my hand then grasped both her hips tightly, digging my nails into her hips and making her cry out in pain.  “I promise Helen, this is going to hurt you a lot more than it does me!”  I leaned in and began pressing the tip inside her virgin married hole.  It was extremely tight, her fuck tube grasping my cock, stretching the skin tightly and hurting me as I forced it deeper, trying to rape past her sphincter muscle which was clenched tight as she tried instinctively to keep the invader out!  “Open up and take it” Pulling back a bit I shoved harder and the head ripped her muscle open and slid the head inside; she screamed loudly as I ripped into her.  “If you’re going to scream at least do it into the pillow so someone doesn’t call the cops!”  I continued to shove and force my cock into her deeper and deeper, my journey hard and painful as I took what she had protected for so long.  Inch by inch I shoved and raped into her.  Her insides giving way to my swollen member as I literally tore my way into her.  “Wouldn’t hubby be so proud of his little whore now Helen?”  Finally I was deeply embedded inside her and I gave her a few seconds to relax a little.  My precum served along with her bleeding inside as a lubricant and I felt it coating my cock. 

     She was panting and her body was coated in sweat.  Her hair was matted down with sweat now and she was breathing as though she was in labor.  She tried deep breathing exercises to relax her body and help ease her pain.  I could have cared less about her pain, I wanted to break her in right, loosen her insides so she wouldn’t have as much resistance inside when I used her mommyhole as birth control in the future.  I gyrated and ground my cock inside her, stretching her muscles more.  After about 10 minutes her crying stopped, her screams gone, even her deep breathing quieted down now as she simply lay still grunting as I hammered in and out of her. 

     I had to pull out and squeeze the tip several times to keep from cumming.  Intent on lasting long enough to properly loosen her bowels.  I had been saving up this orgasm for a week and I knew it was going to be large when I released it.  I pummeled her rectum for almost an hour before I finally decided to let my orgasm go.  I spread her fat cheeks wide so I could get even deeper and stretched new depths as I held my cock deep inside her…”Now you know how a man fucks a mother, Now you know what kind of birth control we use in my house! Now take it like a mother should!”  I grunted and growled loudly, howling as my cock began pumping cum into her torn ravaged mommyhole! 

     As she felt cum fill her insides she began crying anew, humiliated by the fact she now knew she was a receptacle, a place for me to empty myself.  As I finished what was probably the best orgasm of my life I slid out.  A river of red cum ran down her inner thigh, I wiped myself with a clean wash cloth and began getting dressed.  She drew her body into the fetal position and sobbed.  “You remember that!  From now on your going to begin having sex like a mother should, with her tight mommyhole! I’ll still fuck your babyhole but you can rest assured my cum will go up this tight mommyhole! Hear me?  You don’t have an ass anymore, you have a mommyhole!”  She nodded but never looked up.  I left her there on the bed and went home.

 

CHAPTER 4: THE AFTERMATH

 

     Sadly she had no choice but to give in to our newest rule.  Her husband found a new job a few weeks later.  She begged me to let her out of our arrangement but of course I wasn’t having it.  She lost the pep in her step she had shown before.  Her mind and body were broken. 

     She learned to bring a man a new sort of pleasure though.  Unless I specifically told her I was cumming in her mouth she always rolled over and spread her cheeks.  She prelubed her mommyhole with Vaseline before sex from then on also, so she could better handle being fucked like a mother.  I loved sending her home to hubby with her mommyhole full and oozing.  I wondered if he ever noticed she was filled… if he ever caught on when she was too sore for sex.

     Her body was worth every penny I had paid for it, her humiliation and degradation, priceless!  Since her hubby had a new job I quit paying her the 2500$ and instead decided to pay her 500$ a month.  This was mostly so she could afford new clothes and lingerie to entice me with.  I would routinely tear her clothes to shreds ravaging her.

     Her mommyhole, well it only took a few of the most brutal ass raping sessions I could muster to break it in.  After that she took me with little more than a grunt, still she resented having her mommyhole filled with cum.  I still ate her with passion, still made her cum, still curled her toes as I always had only now she curled mine and gave me the best orgasms a woman can offer too.

     The best was when I made her meet me the afternoon of her anniversary.  I fucked every hole and filled her up before sending her home to him to celebrate their marriage!  She spent the night having dinner with him as I sat across the restaurant watching them.  They then made it to the movies and he took her home where he no doubt would eat her freshly fucked babyhole before fucking her; nodding off to sleep while thinking he was her one and only, the love of her life!

     My wife’s healed up now and I sometimes service both of them in one day.  I am considering letting Helen have her life back, perhaps only calling on her for holidays.  Only time will tell though…