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  "Wait, you were serious?"

  "Yeah, Jeff. I was serious. You think other men don't want me? It took me less than 48 hours to have a man hit on me. A nice looking man at that. So, I invited him over. We're going to hang out."

  "Hang out? What does that mean?"

  Nalani sighed, "It means, 'hang out.'"

  Jeff chuckled, "Sure, you're full of shit. You're going to go out with your friends."

  "OK, I'm full of shit." She smiled at him and turned away.

  Jeff walked out of the room and to his pool house man-cave. Did she really make a date with somebody? Was she really going to have another man in his house? No fucking way, he would go back in after a few hours and she would be alone, or out with friends. Besides, if she did find a man, what was he? Another overweight middle aged guy? Maybe it was good she had another man, she would learn what losers there were out there, and how much she needed to appreciate him.

  He plopped down in his chair and turned on the TV, he changed channels randomly until he came across some show that was nothing but endless clips of women dancing in bikinis to electronic music. He sat back and watched, now these were good looking women. After watching two of the women, he pulled out his dick and began to stroke it, as it hardened he closed his eyes and imagined himself fucking the one on the screen.

  She was dancing around a beach, tits and ass jiggling, just how he liked it. She reminded him of Nalani when she was younger, and...

  "Oh, well. Am I disturbing you?"

  Jeff jumped from the chair, his hard cock bouncing in front of him. "What the fuck? Don't you knock?"

  "In my own house? No." Nalani had an amused look on her face as she stared at Jeff's cock. It was long and thick, and when he wasn't being such an asshole, he knew exactly how to use it.

  "What do you want?"

  Nalani spread her arms and said, "How do I look?" She spread her arms, kicked her hip to one side and lifted a foot.

  Jeff had to admit, she looked good. But, there was no goddamn way he was going to be manipulated into her little fantasy. Then the thought hit him, maybe this was her fantasy. She wanted him to compliment her, and then fuck her! There was no date, it was all a ploy!

  He had to admit, now she looked pretty damn good. She was wearing a short silky evening dress that stopped at the top of her thighs. Her shiny black heels lifted her calves, giving them the sexy curve and flex he loved to see. But, the best part was the two small strips of cloth covering her enormous breasts. The flesh was overflowing both of the cups and the fabric managed to cover her nipples. Everything else was exposed. Her hair was curled and pulled up, small curls framing her face. Yeah, she looks pretty fucking hot Jeff thought. This was all part of her game plan, she was here to have him fuck her. And, he was more than ready to oblige her, especially looking like this. But, there was no way he was going to give her the advantage. She couldn’t think he changed his mind.

  He took a step forward, yeah, you look pretty good. Hot."

  Nalani's face dropped, "Pretty good?" She turned to leave.

  "No wait baby, I mean you look really good." He stepped forward and slipped his hand under one of the strips of cloth covering her tits. He pinched her nipple and squeezed a handful of flesh.

  Nalani pulled back and slapped his hand. "Nope, not for you. You said you don't like this. So, I'm going to see somebody tonight who does like it." She turned and walked out of the room.

  Jeff watched her walk away, her ass shaking with each step, legs rippling with each stride, the clicks of her heels echoing off the concrete. Was she for real? Did she really have a date coming over?

  The doorbell rang and Nalani walked quickly to it, she didn't bother checking the security camera, she knew who was there. She swung the door open and there was Michael. She smiled at him, "Hey. Thanks for coming over."

  He smiled and took in her appearance. Clearly, he was impressed. "Thank for inviting me." He handed her a bottle of wine.

  "Thanks, I'll go open this."

  "Sure, shit girl. You look fantastic."

  Nalani smiled at him over her shoulder, "Why, thank you."

  They walked to the kitchen, and she kept checking him out as she opened the bottle of wine. Since they had been having lunch together all week long, and felt each other upon Thursday and Friday, she was less nervous than the day they met. It had only been five days since he hit on her, and she was going to sleep with him. She sighed, she was easy, she felt pretty slutty, and she was enjoying every minute of it. She liked slutty.

  Michael wore a black t-shirt that clung to him like a second skin. She had not actually seen him without any clothes off, but she figured he was cut. She handed him his glass of wine and led him to the living room, where they sat on the couch and began to make small talk. After their second glass was finished, Michael slid forward and said, "I've fought this long enough." He leaned over and planted a body shuddering kiss on her lips.

  Nalani let him gather her in his arms and wrapped hers around his shoulders, feeling his back muscles coil and release as he leaned back and pulled her onto his lap. His fingers slipped under the top of her dress and pulled the flimsy cloth aside. Grabbing her fleshy tit, he sucked her hard nipple into his warm mouth. Nalani sighed and let her hand move south, straight to his crotch, where he kept that long and growing snake of his. She unfastened his pants quickly, slipped her hand inside and grabbed him. She was on a mission, she was horny, and there wasn't going to be any playing around tonight.

  She felt a hand brush down her body and pull the dress over her thighs. He cupped her mound, and a finger gently but firmly traced up her moist slit.

  Michael said, "No panties?"

  Nalani managed to pull her lips off his neck, "Baby, I soak my panties every time I'm around you. I'm tired of washing them."

  He kissed her again, and slid his fingers inside of her and resumed sucking on her tits. They were both out now, and his mouth alternated between each nipple. His bites and nibbles walked the border of sensual to painful. But, as he progressed the occasional pain shot jolts of sensual pleasure down her body and between her legs. She was enveloped by his embrace, and snuggled in deeper as his skilled manipulation of her breasts drove her to a small orgasm.

  Nalani, said, "Mm, you certainly like my titties."

  "Yes, I do. I like my Hucows."

  "Your what?"

  "Hucows."

  Nalani pulled back, "You callin' me a cow?"

  "Aw, baby, it's a compliment. Big titty girls like you, you are hucows. Men like me, we love to feed off you. You are special. You have what every man should have, nice fleshy tits that are full of milk. And, I am what you want, a man who wants to suck that milk right out of you."

  Nalani said, "OK, I'll play. As long as this hucow shit is a good thing."

  "Oh, it's going to be a great thing." He pulled her tit back into her mouth as his other hand cupped her pussy, and a finger pressed hard on her engorged clit. She moaned and thrust her hips up at him, "Fuck me baby, fuck your hucow,"

  He slipped out from underneath her and began to pull off his t-shirt.

  "What the fuck?"

  Nalani recognized Jeff's voice. She looked past Michael and saw him standing at the top of the steps that led down into the living room. His face wasn't angry, it was shocked. Michael took a step away from her, so Jeff got a nice look at his wife spread open on their couch. Her dress was pushed up to her hips and her tits were pulled out from the dress. She stared at him for a moment and smiled.

  "Hey baby, this is my date, Michael."

  Michael stammered, "Uh, you said this was OK."

  "Oh it is, right Jeff?"

  Jeff was too stunned to say anything. He looked back and forth at the two of them.

  Nalani said, "Come on, let's go to my bedroom where you can teach me more about this hucow thing." She stood and pulled the dress over head, letting fall onto the couch. She took Michael's hand and gently tugged on it as she headed for the staircase.

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p; Jeff moved in front of her, "Where are you going?"

  "Um, I'm going up stairs so this man can fuck me and suck my titties to his hearts content. Now move."

  "He isn't-"

  Michael's voice boomed, "She said get out of the way."

  Jeff looked up at Michael, he was a good sixty pounds heavier than Jeff and in far better shape. Jeff said, "OK, Nalani, you win. Men like you. Send him home, and we'll talk about this."

  "Sure Jeff, just as soon as I am done with him. Now move." She moved past him, dragging Michael behind her. As Michael passed, he sneered at Jeff, just in case he was thinking of something stupid. Jeff watched his naked wife climb the stairs with her lover in tow. He heard the bedroom door open and close. He was alone in the living room.

  He walked around the house, looking at the empty bottle of wine. He found himself constantly looking up the stairs towards the hall that led to their bedroom. After a half-hour, he couldn't stand the tension anymore. He walked up the stairs and listened at the door. He could hear Nalani's voice and then a groan. He slowly twisted the door knob, but it was locked.

  After entering the room, Nalani watched as Michael stripped off his clothes. Yeah, he is cut she thought. His muscles looked alive under his taut skin. She could see how they interlocked, and slid next to each other as the last article of clothing came off. And then she got to see his cock. She had felt him up for the past couple of days, and she knew he was hung. However, she had not idea until she could see how the slab of meat stood out from his massive frame. It was huge.

  Michael pushed her back onto the bed and kicked her thighs open, her pussy was wet and willing. He slid his face between her legs and placed his mouth directly onto her pussy. Closing her eyes, Nalani's hands encircled his head and pulled him deeper into her pussy. His tongue worked a litany of miracles on her clit. Soon, the little nub was as hard as a marble, and her pussy was flooded and ready for his dick. She pulled on his head and said, "Come on baby, fuck me."

  "Oh, I am. But, not like this." He got off the bed, his cock bouncing in front of him. He lay down on his back, and without a word Nalani climbed on top of him and let his hard meat slide into her. She gripped his chest and let her hips begin their grind. It may have been a long time since she was in this position, but she knew what to do.

  Michael grabbed her hands and put them on the head board, her breasts were swinging right in front of his face. He reached out, grabbed one, and put it into his mouth. He sucked hard and nibbled on her. Nalani moaned and pushed down harder on his hips with her body, driving him deeper inside of her.

  "Oh, hell!" Nalani yelled as an orgasm rolled through her stomach and pelvis. She shook the headstand and now began to pump his cock with her hips. Michael's sucking became more powerful, and she could feel her body giving up her milk. Her senses turned to jelly when another orgasm hit. She started to let herself fall on top of him.

  But, Michael pushed back against her. "Put your hands on that head board and don't let go again!" He grabbed her tit and shoved it back into his mouth. His sucking continued, but now he was forcefully thrusting upwards into her body. His dick was fully engorged, and his thrusts became shorter and faster. He was going to come, and Nalani wanted every bit of it inside of her when it happened.

  Michael grunted and with one final shove, he let his load of cum flood into her. Nalani reveled in the feeling of the hot liquid filling her body. Her fingers dug into the wood of the headboard, and Michael’s sucking intensified. Her nipples were hard and the tit he had in his mouth was flowing with her milk. Nalani pinched and stroked the nipple of her other breast, and kept it pinned to her chest so it wouldn’t bounce around from his heavy duty thrusts. The bed creaked and groaned as their bodies dove at each other. Bed springs screamed under their thrusts and gyrations.

  Nalani didn't want it to end, but Michael detached from her tit and let his head flop back onto the bed. He stared at her and smiled, "Holy shit, you are awesome."

  Nalani rolled off him, letting her body slide next to his and placed her head on his chest. "Yeah, you'll do." They giggled and fell asleep.

  When she woke up about twenty minutes later, Nalani reached under the sheets and grabbed the resting cock between Michael's legs. She was ready for another go.

  Jeff sat in the hallway and heard his wife getting fucked by Michael. He heard all of her moans and yells. He could hear the rhythmic creaking of the bed and the eventual sound from both of them when they had their mutual orgasm. As he listened, he felt himself getting hard. As their fucking intensified, he stroked himself, unbuttoning his pants and pulling his cock out. He came as the images of Nalani with another man between her legs flooded his imagination.

  He imagined her face thrown back in ecstasy, her hair falling across her back. He could see the man, fucking her from behind, driving into her like a wild animal.

  Jeff was so hot for her, she looked so good in that dress. Seeing her walking up the stairs naked, leading the man behind her, had been the sexiest thing he ever saw or felt.

  After he came, he cleaned himself up in the bathroom and went downstairs. He sat in an easy chair and fell asleep with images of his wife fucking other men, while he listened in. The opening click of the bedroom door woke him up.

  The two of them came walking down the stairs, Nalani was still nude and he could see both of her breasts were wet from her milk. Michael had feasted well off her body.

  After sending Michael out the door, Nalani walked over to Jeff and stood in front of him. His cock stirred as he saw her moving towards him. She was sexy and beautiful.

  Nalani said, "Hey, you still think men find me unattractive? Think differently now."

  "I know. You are sexy as hell."

  "Fuckin' right I am."

  "Sorry, I really am sorry."

  "Well, come on up to the bedroom, maybe I can find a way to accept your apology."

  He stood and the two began to walk towards the staircase. Jeff said, "Is that the last of Michael?"

  Nalani shook her head, "Are you kidding? He's bringing friends over tomorrow."

  Jeff smiled at her as they walked up the staircase.

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