Title: Forgotten Lust

Keyword: MF, FF, Rape

BY
OneHeavyHand@hotmail.com



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Title: Forgotten Lust
	

	
	They claim that at forty a man should start losing his libido.
Not so for some like Jeremy who at forty seven was still looking
for that afternoon quickie from his wife Teresa. Of course he was
far from that lucky, though not due to any issue of his own.
Jeremy was a stout man, standing five eleven and weighing in at
just under two hundred pounds of muscle. Having shaved his head
from the time he was seventeen, Teresa never cared much if he was
balding or not. Even if he had been, his strong squared off chin
and handsome blue eyes would have more than made up for it.
Jeremy’s problem was that Teresa had slowed down much faster than
he. Going from three times a day when they married to two or
three times a week unless there was a holiday such as his
birthday or their Anniversary to mess it up.

	Teresa herself was a lovely woman who cared for her own figure
as much as she did her husbands. At five feet four she only
tipped the scales at just over one hundred pounds, much of which
she proudly displayed in her rump and breast. A few more friends
in high school and she would have been home coming queen, a few
fewer in collage and she might have had time to study. As it was
her silky black hair and try anything once attitude kept her
schedule full both day and night.

	The two meet at a fraternity party and instantly hit it off as
friends. Within a month Teresa had fallen in love, turning
everyone else away in hopes of cleaning her reputation if only a
little. Not looking for anything that would last past the current
term, Jeremy wasn't worried about reputations. What Jeremy was
looking for Teresa was in all ways, young, hot, and insatiable.
So insatiable that she was willing to do anything for another
night with him.

	Jeremy often reminisced about their days in collage, the good
old days as he thought of them. Like a night about three or four
weeks after they meet when Jeremy lost Teresa to one of her old
boyfriends in a card game. He had been sure there was no way his
three kings could be beat, putting all in and still being short a
twenty. With no IOU's and nearly two hundred of his own on the
table he only put one stipulation on the bet, he had to be there.
Four two's and he was honor bound to the fraternity to turn her
over.

	Teresa had come running when he called her and told her he
needed her help. The awkward part was explaining to her how he
had lost her in a poker game. Teresa took it in stride however,
keeping her smile as he stumbled over the explanation. By the
time the night was over he had learned two things, Teresa had no
problem being treated as property when it came to sex and the
nastier she was treated the horneyer she got.

	Jeremy recalled watching through the open bedroom door as Teresa
did everything her ex-boyfriend wanted. He had been most amazed
at how she fucked harder and harder the more vocally abusive her
ex became. The bastard called her everything from white trash to
a dog loving whore as he all but raped every hole in her sweat
covered body. Then when he had all he wanted and sent her
packing, Teresa turned to Jeremy like a dog in heat.  It was all
he could do to keep her off him till they got to her room where
she proceeded to fuck him until he passed out from exhaustion.

	It wasn't long before Jeremy found other perks in having Teresa
as his steady. It had been in their second term as boyfriend and
girlfriend that Jeremy tossed out the idea of a threesome with
one of her friends. Two nights later after a midnight call,
Jeremy showed up at Teresa’s room to find her and one of her
younger Sorority sisters lying on the couch. The two girls as
nude as the day they were born.

	Teresa was laying half atop the other girl, their lips locked in
a passion filled kiss when Jeremy entered. Neither looked up at
him, Teresa using her hand to spread her Sorority sister’s legs
apart before waving him over. He was in pussy heaven for the next
two hours, licking and sucking each girl before being treated to
both their mouths then cunts. When Jeremy had blown his second
load of the night Teresa kicked it into high gear, her sexual
desires taking front stage as she showed Jeremy how girls "did
it". By the time Teresa had brought the girl to an ear splitting
orgasm Jeremy was ready for another go. Using her Sorority
sister's hole repeatedly the girl happily struggled against his
onslaught in order to reciprocate.

	Perhaps Jeremy’s favorite memory was of home coming night that
same year. Teresa had gotten so trashed Jeremy could have poured
her into a glass and gotten drunk himself. Trying to keep either
of them from spending a night in jail for public intoxication,
Jeremy dressed in his school colors took the darkest trails he
could find on their way to her dorm. A mistake he would never
have made if he had been sober himself. About half a block from
the dorm Jeremy was knocked off his feet, a gag shoved into his
mouth and his arms tied behind him before he could process what
was happening.

	He struggled to no avail as he and Teresa were dragged off the
trail by four black guys dressed in the opposing team’s colors.
In the dim light from a far off light, Jeremy watched the four
strip Teresa’s limp form then tie her elbows together with her
own bra. It looked painful, the way her shoulders were pulled
back. Teresa bent like a weed in the wind thanks to the alcohol
and didn't even seem to realize how hard the boy's slapped her
breast or twisted her nipples.

	Teresa whimpered but never screamed in fear or pain, only
fighting back once when the largest of the boy's forced his nine
inch cock into her throat. When she started to fight one of the
boys grabbed her by the hair, holding her still as the first
pound his balls against her chin as hard as he could. What fight
she had drained away in an instant. Teresa had her ass, pussy,
and tits spanked, fucked, and pissed on all within about ten
minutes. The boy's tossing her battered body atop Jeremy before
pulling up there pants and racing off down the trail.

	The whole time Jeremy had been watching quietly. At first from
fear that he or she would be killed if he made a scene. But as
Teresa’s tear covered face made the second cock disappear, his
fear had turned to stone hard ecstasy. It had been a long time
since Jeremy had a wet dream, but that was exactly what it felt
like. Everything that happened to her was like a dream, the
motion of the cocks slowing in his mind as her whimpers echoed
between his ears. Laying there watching the perverse acts forced
on his girl, Jeremy had one of his strongest orgasm's ever.

	It had taken Jeremy a half hour to get himself free and Teresa
cleaned and calmed enough to get her back to her dorm that night.
Then another two minutes to have her naked and bent over the end
of her bed. Jeremy gave her no quarter that night, using her ass
and cunt well after she had passed out. Come morning Teresa knew
she had been used hard, her body aches and bruised skin told her
that much. But had not one clear memory existed to remind her
what had happened.

	When she asked Jeremy that evening he made up a story about how
in her drunken state she asked a half dozen men to take her
behind some bushes. Then explained that they had gotten a bit
rough when he excused himself to piss. Teresa’s eyes glazed over
as he told her his little fib, telling her how when he had gotten
back she was sandwiched between two of the guys while another had
her head bent back as he used her mouth like a second pussy.
Teresa not once looked surprised at anything Jeremy told her, a
light smile crossing her lips from time to time as he described
her kneeling before the men as they took turns smacking her
breast before tying her arms behind her and doing the same to her
already sore cunt.

	The night of their wedding at the side of the bed where they
would consummate there love, Teresa knelt in front of Jeremy and
handed him her gift. A small multi tasseled whip made of leather
with small metallic beads embedded in the handle and a thick
leather collar with two buckles and a dozen small rings woven
through out. Jeremy knew it was more than symbolic with Teresa,
and spent the rest of his wedding night learning his new role.	

	Two years later Teresa was the happiest woman in the world, the
doctor telling the couple they would soon be parents. And
devastated when four months later she lost the child. She was
twenty four at the time and as most women her age, very
resilient. Twice more she got pregnant and twice more losing the
child before the doctor warned another would take her life as
well. Someplace in her desire for a child Teresa had changed, her
want for sex changing from an act of passion and pleasure to a
means to an end. And with the doctors warning to a duty she only
grudgingly performed.

	Now as Jeremy lay atop his wife’s best friend with his hips
frantically thrusting towards a much needed orgasm, he could only
close his eyes and dream of days long ago.

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