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Melissa lay on the bed, arms and hands outstretched and her face buried in the white silk sheets; sobbing and wetting the bedclothes with her false tears. Her bum pointed upwards and her pussy, sopping wet with excitement. Her gurly lover pushed her cock into Melissa?s virgin asshole without any lubrication other than what had smothered it from whence it came, moments earlier.Melissa looked to her right, and there, reflected in the full-length mirror and on her knees, was Jenny, her hand feeding her cock into the darkest of holes and stretching the tight flimsy skin around it. Her breasts wobbled, even more so when Melissa pushed her bum backwards to accommodate her length. Once over the tight opening, Jenny saw her cock disappear effortlessly inside; causing Melissa to let out a loud guttural moan. The sound was eagerly sucked up by the sheets and pillows that she was pulling in around her.Some comfort they would be, thought Jenny, when she really started to fuck her lover.Jenny pulled her cock back until it was almost all the way out and with just the tip resting inside the tight little rim. She could feel Melissa?s tight little hole try to eject it but Jenny pushed it hard back into her. Melissa cried out loud for a second time; panting the words, fuck, fuck, fuck, over and over until they were barely audible.Jenny?s cock was retracted and pushed forward once more before she rested it fully inside her lover?s warm bottom. Melissa felt hands grasp her hips; hands that pulled her body upwards and backwards.* Her knees folded inwards in an attempt to keep a more stable position. Her hands came back to partly assist her balance. She opened her eyes and stared straight ahead at first, but couldn?t resist a glance to her right; directly into the mirror as Jenny started to fuck her.Jenny had insisted that Melissa felt what it was like, having a cock in her arse. She wanted her to know how a cock penetrates something so tight that it should hurt, but in fact, pleasures. She wanted Melissa to know how full it felt when a cock was inside you with nowhere to go but in and out. In truth, Jenny also wanted to feel what it was like inside Melissa?s tightest of holes.Melissa wanted it too, which was why she was sobbing with pleasure into the bedclothes, clutching at the sheets and bursa escort pillows and dragging them towards her. And then her orgasm unexpectedly ripped through her body at some speed. She collapsed into the bed causing Jenny?s cock to free itself without its own release. Melissa spun around on the bed and righted herself; almost kicking Jenny in the face with her flailing legs. Both of them were panting and gasping for air as Melissa raised herself up onto her elbows.?Now it?s my fucking turn ? get down here, lover.?ooOooIt wasn?t always like this. Jenny was married for a period of six years; they were very attentive and passionate lovers, at first, just like any other couple. But as their time together grew longer, so their relationship became stale, or something more amiss was desperately trying to make it to the surface. The arguments became worse and worse and Melissa could see divorce looming over their relationship.Sexual satisfaction, that all-important glue, was losing ground rapidly and her enjoyment became less and less as time went on. The text message she received from John changed their life. John suggested that he dress up for her by the time she got home so that they could enjoy a steamy sex session. Jenny smiled as she replied asking what he was going to wear. She never did get a reply.Her jaw dropped when she walked into the house. John walked around the corner of the lounge and into the corridor to meet her wearing one of her basques, her stockings and her knickers; lacking the high heels but only because her shoes didn?t fit. She looked at him strangely until his hand raised her head and his glossed lips kissed her full on the mouth.She thought about those times he had questioned her about making love with a woman. She thought he meant a real one; one with tits the size of hers and a succulent pussy between her legs. She had told him at the time that all she needed in the bedroom was him. She remembered he seemed a little disappointed, but not as much as she expected him to be.The kisses were hot. Melissa?s hands searched his body and she could feel his hardening cock stretch her lace panties. It wasn?t long before she was in the same state of undress as him. It was only after he fucked her on the sofa, dressed in her basque with their bursa escort bayan stockinged legs sliding past each other, that they started talking again. Though the conversations were very different from the ones they had before.Over the coming months, the wearing of her sexy clothes, increased. The best sex for Jenny, or so it seemed, was with a man that dressed just like her. The thought disturbed and excited her in equal quantities. She became accustomed to John dressing up in this way. She even bought him his own heels to make him feel like she was taking an interest.The sucking and biting of his nipples soon followed. She was instructed to do to him whatever she liked being done to her. It posed a dilemma to her when he pleaded with her to stick her finger up his ass while she stroked his cock. She did it though and with surprising effect. It was the one night that his basque had to be washed thoroughly after their time together.It wasn?t long after, that the toys started to appear. Fingers, it seemed were no longer good enough and a strap-on eventually made its appearance. Jenny pegged him with it. She admitted that the whole act was extremely erotic and that John, dressed in his stockings with his legs apart and with the strap-on penetrating his bottom as he spurted all over himself, looked very nice indeed.This all led up to the day that she walked through the door to find John sitting on the sofa in a very pensive mood. It was the one sentence she feared most of all. The dressing up, the strap-on, even sucking and biting on his nipples she could accommodate. But the ?we have to talk? sentence was the one she really feared.She sat, he talked. She said very little and when she rose from her seat to go to the toilet, Jenny sat down and cried?*ooOooMelissa pushed Jenny onto her back, showered her in kisses before turning her attention to her breasts. They were sucked, licked, flicked with her tongue. Melissa devoured them before she got up from the bed and reached over to the bedside table.Straps were buckled and a sizeable dildo had been inserted into her pants that hung impressively from her groin. She had wanted to take Jenny from behind, but Jenny had slumped back onto the bed and opened her legs wide for her. It was a sight she could not escort bursa resist.Melissa spread her legs between her lover and presented the dildo to her anus.?Gel? Asked Jenny.*?Just like you did me, lover,? she retorted with glee while shaking her head.Melissa pushed the cock into Jenny?s bottom and while pulling at the top of her thighs, started to rock her bottom on the bed. Her substitute cock rocked inside her lover?s bottom; the pleasure on Jenny?s face, evident; the lust on Melissa?s face even more evident. Pulling Jenny closer to her, Melissa started to fuck her in earnest. The fabric of the material rubbed against her clit, which excited her even more. She was on the verge of her own orgasm when Jenny started to moan out loud.*ooOooOver the coming months, Melissa had to come to terms with the discussion and the realisation of what that entailed. Questions flooded their every conversation on the topic. Who should they tell? How long would it take? What would it involve? What would their friends and family?s reaction be like?For Melissa, the questions, do I want to be with him? Does he want to be with me? How will this change us? Can I cope? Were questions that never came out into the open; always seemingly, hidden just under the surface ready to erupt and blow everything apart.It was John that finally blew the cork out of the bottle when he told his immediate family of his intentions. The reaction was not the one he expected and he did it without consulting Melissa. The next she knew about the whole affair was that she was being questioned, on the phone, by John?s mum about*what he had told her. The Spanish Inquisition paled into insignificance. Melissa thought on her feet and while taking in the reaction and his mother?s words, pretended not to know anything about it.Panic filled their hearts when they next discussed it. Pandora?s box had been opened wide and everyone was having their say on the subject matter inside it. The spiteful and hurtful remarks sunk in like spears. The sly and snide comments were like knives pushed deep into their hearts.Melissa finally decided that it would be best if John left, that they split up so that they could get on with their lives. It was with a very heavy heart that John could see this to be the only option and he eventually left the marital home for good.Melissa was relieved. His family, the only family she had, once more rallied around her to comfort her at her loss of that ?waste of a son? as they so elegantly put it. Yet she knew how two-faced they really were.