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Jenna was a petite athletic woman. Only 5ft 6 inches tall she could easily be missed in a room of people except for her tasteful dresses and high heals that accentuated her body she wore for various social functions and parties. Today Jenna was casual in jeans and short sleeve light green shirt over a tank top. The cotton fabric of the shirts formed to her body, her smallish perky breast. Jenna’s straight blond hair shined in the sunlight as it was how she typically had it as it came down to just above her shoulders. As far as Jenna was concerned the plan for the day was to do some shopping….

Mark and Jenna met while still in college. Both were athletic and participated in league sports that were offered as evening activities at the college athletic facility. Mark had spied Jenna in the halls of the psychology building going to classes and more than once turned his head to take in her attractive rear after passing by. However, where Mark just about could not stop staring was on Thursday nights at the gym where both of them participated in a volleyball league. Jenna’s incredible tight little body was unavoidable to look at as she stood waiting for the ball to be served or high fiving her teammates after scoring a point. Often Jenna would play in a t-shirt and shorts that were the loose light material variety, the kind that wicked sweat away and kept airiness for the wearer. At the time Jenna’s hair was a bit longer as she kept it in a pony tail. For whatever reason her pony tail just added to her sexuality as far as Mark was concerned.

After observing Jenna more than a few nights during league play Mark was pretty sure Jenna usually didn’t wear panties as near as he could tell. When she would bend her body to receive a serve or make a set to a teammate for a spike, her shorts would pull tight around her beautiful perfect butt. Not a seam would show through the material to indicate she was wearing panties. There was of course the consideration she might be wearing a thong but nothing seemed to suggest that either.

One time when Jenna dove and rolled for a ball to make a save Mark just happened to be looking at the right moment. As her legs parted from the inertia of her actions the material of her shorts flowed just enough to allow a glimpse up the inside of Jenna’s thigh. Mark was far enough away that that he could not make out anything specific but there was no evidence of a different color material which would indicate she was wearing panties. Mark was sure of it now that Jenna played while going commando as they say. That night in his dorm room Mark quietly stroked himself. He could not help but to fantasize more about Jenna’s body without clothing. So as not to alert his roommate he held his breath as he ejaculated.

Mark couldn’t help but want to find a way to get to know Jenna and at least talk to her. A few more Thursdays past with only a quick “hi” while at the vending machine to get a cold bottle of water. As he turned from collecting his bottle there was Jenna with another girl. Mark walked away somewhat awkwardly not sure how to engage more with Jenna. Besides with another girl there it just made things more difficult.

The next week Mark was sitting on the bleachers before the night’s matches were to begin. He saw Jenna across the gym looking sexy as ever. Mark looked down to his knee pad and shoe laces. Lost in his thoughts a sweet voice said, “You know you have a wicked serve?” Mark looked up, to his surprise it was Jenna. Trying to play it cool, “Thanks, I don’t know how I do it but it’s like a dead ball, never know what it's going to do when the other team receives it.” Jenna continued, ”Yeah I noticed last week you got 5 straight points on your serve.” Mark smirked but inside he appreciated that she noticed him. He stood and step down to Jenna who was standing on the gym floor, “You know this league is about to end. Perhaps you could join our team when the new league starts up in a few weeks. Our guys all suck at serving.” Mark responded, “Yeah, maybe. My team isn’t so good either, maybe we need the best on one team.” Jenna smiled liking his implication. Despite continuing to be on different teams for the time being Mark and Jenna would chat before and during play when their teams were not in a match. When the new league started they were now on the team and Jenna and Mark were high fiving each other.

Prior to the matches one night Jenna sat with Mark on the bleachers as had become customary. Jenna spoke up “Some of my friends like to meet up Thursdays to go to the dollar movies. I want to join them but I have to go home to take a shower and by then, what’s the point.” Mark started to imagine Jenna in a shower but tried to keep his cool, “Why not shower here?” He inquired. “No, I did that couple of times, there are no curtains on the showers and I have no desire to watch a couple of girls making out in the corner.” “Really???” asked Mark. “Yeah, I won’t point them out but they in the league and afterwards their just all over each other in the shower.” “That’s pretty kinky” said Mark. “Yeah, well not my kinda thing” Jenna quipped. Mark paused, “I’m here in the dorm. I have a suite room. I could kick my roommate out and you could use our shower.” “Really, what’s the shower situation in a suite room?” asked Jenna. Mark explained that its similar to a Jack and Jill arrangement with two suites sharing a full bathroom, commode, two sinks and a curtained shower. Mark explained that the guys in the adjoining suite were pretty cool and he could probably afford Jenna some privacy. Jenna said she would take him up on it next week after the volleyball league.

The week could not have gone any slower for Mark. He could only imagine what might happen next Thursday night. He’d done his rommie a few favors so he worked it out that he would have the room to himself for most of the night. As for their suite mates they gave Mark a hard time as buddies will do but agreed not to pull any funny stuff. Thursday finally came and Mark had a hard time focusing on their matches but they managed to win all three of them. Mark kept his cool still high fiving Jenna when one of them scored a point. At the end of play Mark sat to remove his knee pads and Jenna joined him. Throwing his drink bottle, pads and towel into his sports bag he addressed Jenna who already had her bag across her shoulder. “You ready?” he inquired to which Jenna said, “Yeah.”

Once to the dorm it was no problem bringing Jenna in as it was co-ed, arriving at the door to his suite Mark entered first to confirm his roomie was gone. The coast was clear as they both entered. The room was mirrored with the two beds at opposite ends with apposing desks with shelving above, chest of drawers and closets in between which afforded privacy from one side of the room to the other. Mark led Jenna to his side of the room. With only the desk light on the room was subdued. Jenna put her bag on Mark’s bed and proceeded to unzip it to get a towel and other items . Mark explained that the doors to the bathroom area locked from the suite side but could not be locked from inside the bathroom. Mark gave Jenna a quick tour of the bathroom so she understood the layout. The commode had another door so someone would have privacy in there should someone else come in. So at least there was that. As for the shower it had a curtain which gave a fair amount of privacy but no security from someone pulling it open. Mark spoke, “What I suggest is do what you need to do, get the water going and such, when you are ready to go into the shower, knock in the door twice and I’ll come in to stand guard by the sinks.” “I think that will work.” Jenna responded seeming comfortable with the arrangement.

With that Jenna grabbed her whole bag to put on the sink counter and entered the bathroom. Mark closed the door behind her. He could not believe how comfortable Jenna was with all of this. He heard the shower go on. A minute later he heard two knocks on the door. He paused for a moment before going in. The moisture content in the bathroom was already noticeable with steam eminating from around the edges of the shower curtain. “Wow, you guys have a great shower” Jenna called out. Mark leaning on the counter not sure how to respond to that. Mark could not help but sneak a peek into Jenna’s unzipped bag. Seeing her athletic shorts he would’ve loved to have kept them. “Mark!” Jenna called out. “Yeah” responded Mark. After a long pause, “There’s enough room in here for both of us, why not come in and we can wash each other’s back?” A minute later light entered the shower as the curtain opened and Mark entered nude to join Jenna who giggled a bit but was happy he joined her. Pulling him too her they kissed passionately. It didn’t matter that Mark had a raging erection pressing against her pelvis.

The warm water felt good as it ran down their bodies. After multiple kisses Mark raised his head to look at Jenna who was smiling. “Does this make us boyfriend girlfriend???” he inquired. Jenna spoke softly “Yeah, I think it does.” Appreciating each other’s body they soaped each touching their intimacy as they did so. Jenna fondled Marks balls and hard cock with a soapy hand. Mark for his part worked his hands down her backside with her turned away from him. He wiped around her rear and then worked his hand down the crack of her ass. As he rounded the curvature of her rear she parted her legs to give him access between.

Mark and Jenna emerged from the shower with Mark slipping into his suite to grab a couple of towels. Jenna grabbed her bag off of the counter and brought it into the suite as well and closed the door to the bathroom behind her. She turned to address the lock on the door. Mark took in her nude body as she showed no embarrassment of any kind. Grabbing a towel and drying herself off has did Mark for himself he loved her little tuft of curly hair on her pubic mound as it had not been pressed flat from a pair of panties. Her breasts were so perky with her nipples now distended from the cooler air of the room. Jenna approached Mark who'd sat down on the bed. Jenna continued to approach and gently reached for him to lay back. Mark complied as she knelt on the bed and continued to lean forward to take his cock into her mouth. It felt so good it was hard for Mark not to cum. Eventually Jenna stopped and looked up at Mark with a smile. Mark tugged for her to slide up next to him so they could kiss more. There was no need for words as they kissed and cuddled. Jenna continued to touch and play with Mark’s cock while he massaged her nipples. Eventually he slid his hand down to feel her furry patch and then slip a finger between the folds of her labia. Breaking the seal she just about gushed. Mark raised his body as Jenna shifted hers underneath him while keeping her legs open to receive him. In a matter of seconds he worked his cock to the appropriate spot as he used both his hands to balance his weight over her. A gentle push and he felt a very pleasurable snugness around the head of his penis. Jenna breathed deeply as she accepted him into her. As they continued Mark had to slow down at times to avoid ending it all too quickly. Jenna was incredible and smiled up at him whenever she wasn’t kissing him. Eventually he couldn’t take it anymore and continued with their rhythmic movements. At no time did Jenna want him to stop or to pull out at the last second, Mark kept going and couldn’t resist a deep groan as he released into her body.

Mark and Jenna continued to cuddle and kiss. Jenna seemed completely content as Mark was still taking in what had transpired between them. It was like a switch flipped on and now all of a sudden he got the girl he’d fantasized about being with. As for Jenna, she had spied Mark sometime back and found him very attractive. She noticed him checking her out and liked that he didn’t approach her with some dumb line. It wasn’t like he was awkward or couldn’t talk with girls; she’d seen him chat with other attractive girls around campus. When the subject of taking a shower in his dorm room was offered he behaved like a more mature man. Admittedly her heart was pounding while in the shower when she called out to him to join her but she had known for some time she wanted him.

As to the nudity Jenna would not have minded and actually half suspected Mark to peek in on her but he didn’t. Having grown up with three brothers in a small house in a small town everyone saw everyone nude in the family at one time or another. A couple of times Jenna and a brother got curious and played doctor with each other but nothing happened they would’ve regretted. Small town just didn’t get hung up about stuff like that. Curiosity was a natural thing.

After cuddling for sometime Jenna felt she should go. Mark preferred his roomie didn’t walk in on them even if they were clothed. The guy could be a real ass at times. Jenna and Mark kissed and agreed to meet up for lunch between classes the next day.

Through the rest of college Mark and Jenna maintained their relationship. Many of Mark’s friend were shocked that he got the girl. There was no denying Jenna probably made most guys top ten lists. Their relationship got stronger as they continued to the point that Mark brought Jenna home during a short school break to meet his parents. Mark’s father was really impressed with Mark’s girl, not only was she incredibly attractive but intelligent as well. To help foster the relationship he offered to cover the expense of an apartment near campus which Mark took him up on. To some extent he lived a bit vicarious through his wondering what their sex life was like. She had to be pretty good in the sack so why not give them a place so they weren’t sneaking around or avoid others to have their time together. As long as long as Mark kept his grades up, which he did, the apartment was for him and Jenna to enjoy as lovers.

Neither Mark nor Jenna wanted to complicate things during college as to marriage but both looked forward to it. Once Mark got a good job after college he proposed to Jenna and she excitedly accepted. On their wedding day Jenna’s brides maids helped her into a beautiful dress for the ceremony. Minutes before the ceremony was to begin Jenna turned to one of her maids, a girl she knew would go for it as she lifted her dress a bit and said “Would you up and pull my panties down?” It took the girl a moment to process but with a grin the girl reached under the dress and did as asked. Jenna was about to go through the ceremony and the better part of the night without any panties on. When it came to the removal of her guarder she’d worked it out with the photographer to get low for the shot. She lifted her dress to ensure he could see she had no panties on. The photographer was also instructed to include the pic in their wedding album which he did. For years the album was kept on the coffee table or end table to the couch. Family would occasionally pick it up and look through it but no one ever mentioned the pic to her or Mark. On their wedding night Mark was shocked to find out his bride had gone commando the whole day.

Through out Mark and Jenna’s relationship, both before and after marriage they enjoyed an active and creative sex life. Outwardly they looked and acted like the perfect couple but when it came to their intimacy there was always a certain element of kinkiness. Both Mark and Jenna explored their sexual curiosities but Jenna tended to have more interest into kinks. Jenna often would get together with girlfriends she’d known for a long time and some of their exploits in high school and college would come out from time to time. Often when Jenna heard something rather erotic she would share it with Mark in some way. Sometimes she would just mention that one of the other girls had some outrageous experience, other times she’d be a little more ambiguous and lay hints that it might be something she would be open to doing with Mark.

Mark for his part was attentive to Jenna’s sexual desires. He had a mischievous side where he’d play something down or act like he didn’t hear it but then sometime later he’d surprise Jenna. One time, driving home from a big holiday party Jenna mentioned something one of her girlfriends had told her…..

A couple of months after arriving at college Samantha went to a raucous party at one of the frat houses. She was so excited to be in college, away from her parents and wasn’t opposed to drinking beer when she was given the chance. Samantha was more of an average kind of girl as to her looks. Shoulder length hair, plain face, nice body with a little weight in her butt. She wouldn’t jump out in a crowd of college girls but her bubbly personality still attracted boys. Samantha flirted with sex while in high school as she liked to make out with boys. It wasn’t until her junior year that she was making with a boy in the back seat of his car she couldn’t help herself from going further with him as she was more curious than ever and opened his pants and reached inside. Many of her girlfriends had lost their virginity already and knew how much the first time hurt. Samantha winced hard as the boy broke her hymen and deflowered her. Samantha did not rush to have sex again but when her girlfriends encouraged her to go for it, she did and found it to be pleasurable. She even managed to arrange for a boy to come over to her house and fuck her in her bedroom a couple of times before going off to college.

Now at college the world had opened up to Samantha and she was excited to be part of it all. While at the party Samantha danced with a couple of girls she’d become friends with as the party got bigger and bigger. The house got hotter and hotter as more and more bodies came in and everyone was dancing close to each other. One keg of beer had already been consumed with the second one well on its way to getting drained. As the evening wore on everything got darker and darker. Even the lights in the frat house were dimmed. After taking a break from dancing Samantha was looking to rejoin the dance area as she finished a cup of frothy beer. She tossed the empty cup into the vicinity of an overflowing trash can of cups and bottles. As she turned to look in on the dancing someone grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her through the mass of people. Samantha couldn’t make out who it was due to the darkness as well as her partial inebriation. She wasn’t drunk but maybe a little tipsy. The hand that grabbed her had strength. At first she resisted a little but then decided to go along with them as they continued to press pass people, many of whom were still trying to dance in close proximity to each other. The room exuded heat and sweat.

Samantha was intrigued as to who was interested in her. Not knowing where they were going initially it became apparent as they led her to stairs that went up to the second floor. Now Samantha was really intrigued as she could barely make out couples in the darkness necking in the corners of the hallway. Receiving a boy’s tongue in her mouth would suite Samantha just fine. With a firm grasp maintained around her wrist they came to a door which was opened and Samantha was pulled through. It was almost completely dark with only a hint of light to see. Pressed against a wall Samantha Felt his lips press against hers and then the alcohol taste of his tongue. Samantha had no idea who he was but his kisses were deliberate and intense. It wasn’t long before his hand was up inside her shirt and her bra pushed up to expose her left breast. Initially he lightly played with her nipple but when it became distended he held a long sustained pinch between his thumb and index finger. The steady pain was intense but it shot sexual energy to her pelvis in waves. Samantha knew she’d regret the soreness the next day but let the guy continue to squeeze. He’s leg was firmly between Samantha’s and she couldn’t help but to grind against it and massaging her clit and labia inside her now moist panties.

Samantha had to take a deep breath and exhale as the pressure released from her nipple when the guy suddenly let go. No sooner did he let go that his hand slid down Samantha’s belly to the button on her jeans. In a second Samantha felt the waste of her jeans snug just a bit and then release as the button came undone. With no hesitation the zipper gave way as well and Samantha could feel as his fingers massaged the soft cotton material of her panties. Samantha didn’t know how far this was going to go but she wasn’t doing anything to stop it either. There was no denying Samantha's enjoyment and attention that she longed for in a boyfriend.

Moments later the elastic of Samantha’s panties tightened around her hips as he first slipped his fingers and then his whole hand underneath. Sliding through the curls of her pubic hair he withdrew his leg from between Samantha’s as his fingers rounded her pubic bone and found her wet slit between her legs. Samantha continued to kiss him intently as she massaged his arms and shoulders with encouragement to continue with her. All of Samantha’s sensibilities as a young woman and doing the right thing and being careful were completely gone. The notion of finding a boy, getting to know him and gradually becoming more and more intimate,,,completely lost in the moment. As he played with her clit and slid his finger in and of her intimacy Samantha wasn’t going to deny herself the sexual pleasures she was enjoying.

The room being so dark and intensity of their interaction Samantha had not been aware that someone else was in the room until now. The gradually increasing inhales and exhales of another girl could be heard. Soon, they became pleasurable grunts as it was becoming clear that someone was thrusting himself into her. The sounds were intoxicating to Samantha hearing another girl getting fucked good and hard. The guy Samantha was with suddenly backed away from her and pulled her away from the wall. Having been in the room long enough for her eyes to adjust Samantha could make a couple of things. First she could barely make out a couch adjacent to her and her guy. She could also just barely see the movements of someone’s head low in the far corner as they moved back and forth in rhythm with the female sounds they were hearing. No doubt it was another guy with the girl spread receiving him missionary underneath.

Things seemed to be in slow motions but the guy tugged Samantha’s jeans down and then pivoted her to face the end of the couch while her jeans were now down around her ankles. With his hand on her shoulder Samantha felt pressure as he wanted her to lean over the arm of the couch. Samantha complied and bent over and felt her panties pull tight around her hips again only to quickly release and slide down as he pulled her panties to her knees.

With her wet slit now exposed from behind Samantha could hear the zipper of his pants and the fumbling of clothing to follow. A second later she felt a hand on her ass as the other hand guided himself to her. Samantha’s slit accepted the head of his cock as he slid himself inside of her. Samantha had never been fucked from behind before let alone bent over a couch; the pressures and sensitivity in her vagina were much different to what she’d previously experienced as he established a steady rhythm of thrusts into her. The other couple was close to climax as Samantha could hear the other guy now as he was getting very close to cumming. Samantha closed her eyes and listened as the other couple suddenly froze in orgasm.

The sensations built up inside of Samantha, the feelings were so pleasurable and she too couldn’t help but to breathe deeply. The other couple now cooling down could make out the silhouette shape of Samantha bent over with her man’s deliberate thrusts into her body. Samantha let out a gasp,,,then another. A third gasp came with an immediate attempt to exhale as Samantha suddenly climaxed. Her man shuddered and held himself deep inside of her as he released a heavy load into Samantha. Samantha couldn’t help but just about close her eyes she was exhausted. A certain contentment came over her feeling his load still in her as he withdrew.

Samantha must have passed out for a few seconds as she suddenly rose. Trying to look around in the darkness the room seemed almost empty. Inquisitively she looked behind herself to see her guy if that were possible in the darkness. “Their gone” she heard from the floor across the other side of the room. The other girl was still there. “As soon as they were done with us they left” she sighed. Samantha never heard the door open or close. Attempting to collect her thoughts as well as stand up Samantha’s head was swimming as she tried to figure everything out. Her body stiff from her bent over position she struggled to bend down and pull her panties up, the other girl groped around on the floor looking for her clothes as she was completely nude. Samantha reached down again to pull her jeans up, through her movements it didn’t take long for the semen inside of her to flow and saturate her panties.

Pants pulled up Samantha staggered as she tried to turn and find the door handle. She opened the door which afforded the other girl a little light to find her clothes as she continued to crawl and grope around. Samantha managed to walk into the hallway and down the stairs she’d been dragged up. Looking around the party was still going on with a lot of dancing and people having a good time. She wanted to go to the bathroom but there was a long line. Not knowing where there was another one and not sure who to ask, she continued to feel the guy’s cum leak. Not wanting her jeans to get soaked she accepted she would have to hold it in as best she could as long as she could. Looking around she hoped the guy would manifest himself again but she eventually realized she had no idea who he was and never found out who fucked her that night. Samantha couldn’t deny the sex was incredible but for the next two weeks she had no idea if she’d gotten pregnant or not. Fortunately for her she did not but over time her mystery fuck was an erotic memory that would be there for the rest of her life. Knowing others would not understand how it could be erotic for her Samantha did not talk about the encounter for years until she shared the experience with her friend Jenna…..

Jenna spoke to Mark about the fantasy of a mystery fuck. Having that one sexual experience with a guy and never knowing a thing about him. “It must have been an incredible experience for Samantha to have that guy’s cum in her for so long. She had no clue what he looked like, what race he might have been….” Jenna remarked. Mark played the whole thing cool but he could tell the thought was exciting and intriguing to Jenna. Even though Jenna was his wife, the thought of another man fucking her wasn’t completely out of the question. Mark could not deny his own arousal to the thought.

Over time Mark planned and coordinated things without Jenna knowing what would ultimately happen. Jenna was always up for sexual experimentation. When Mark got curious about light bondage, Jenna got out some scarves for him to “tie” her up. The experiences were fun and they agreed to get more hard core. At first they got a pair of fuzzy hand cuffs but fount they were really uncomfortable. Eventually the invested in real restraints for sexual purposes that did the job comfortably so to speak but ensured immobilization when so desired. One time Mark restrained Jenna for a couple of hours and left her to try to get herself out. She was unable too.

Blindfolds were another aspect they both enjoyed using them on each other. For long drawn out foreplay they both took turns being blindfolded while the other touched or caressed to heighten the senses. Again they started out with scarves and cheap blindfolds but eventually got something from a sex site that ensured no ability to see anything and was substantial enough to stay on the head short of using one’s hands to remove it. Lastly gags were another thing that Jenna got into. Allowing her husband to bring a gag up to her mouth and her accepting it willingly was a huge gesture of submission to her. It built a tremendous amount of trust as she couldn’t communicate displeasure or consider the use of a safe word in the event something got too extreme even though they never got into things such as pain or abuse. Some gags were simple, others involved material inserted into the mouth and of course Jenna’s favorite,,,ball gags.

All of these play things would coming into play together eventually. It was becoming inevitable as time went by. When Jenna wasn’t around Mark got on the internet and starting having conversations on a couple of sites that would eventually lead to one special candidate…..

As Mark continued to drive and Jenna looked at the passing businesses and such she had no idea this day was going to change her forever. They were headed in the usual direction until Mark made an unexpected turn. “Aren’t we doing some shopping?” inquired Jenna. “We’ll do that later, there’s something else we need to do” Mark responded. “Where are we going?” inquired Jenna. “You’ll see soon” responded Mark.

Jenna looked at mark and noticed he couldn’t hold back a slight mischievous smirk that disappeared after a second. She couldn’t help but wonder what he had in store for her,,,,something was up. They continued to drive until Mark pulled into the parking lot of one of the cheap motels on the other side of town. Mark parked the car, “I need you to come with me so I can show you something.” Jenna slowly opened her door as Mark proceeded to get out. Once out Jenna took Mark’s hand as he led her to a stair well to go up to the second floor. The doors to the rooms faced outside. To her shock Mark had a key to a room. They stopped and Mark proceeded to open the door. The room was dark as the window shade was pulled closed and the lights turned out. As they entered Mark closed the door and flipped a wall switch that turned on a standing lamp. Jenna saw some things laid out on the bed and was shocked to recognize them. Her restraints were attached to the bed , in the middle of the bed was her blindfold and the ball gag she enjoyed most. Jenna’s jaw dropped.

“You remember telling me about a mystery fuck?” Mark asked. Jenna froze, “Oh my god, I do. I never thought…..” Jenna could hardly breathe. “I’ve made arrangements” as Mark suddenly found it hard to find the words. “Someone will be here for you in a little bit” He continued. “I need you to undress.” Jenna couldn’t believe the reality that was developing. As she processed things in her mind such as her love for her husband, they’d been monogamous and true to each other. Then she recalled her friend Samantha’s incredible story and how erotic it was for her. Slowly she reached for her shirt and pulled it free of the waist of her jeans. Tossing her shirt to the floor with one hand she pulled her tank top up and it was off a few moments later. Jenna couldn’t help but smile to her husband as she unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped them. Slowly she slid them down as she kicked off her sneakers simultaneously.

When Jenna raised herself again her look had changed. “Mark, I just realized….I could get pregnant from this.” Mark was enjoying watching his wife strip for him. He looked into her eyes ”What do you want to do?” he inquired. Standing before him Jenna kept her eyes locked on Mark’s as she slowly reached up her backside to unclasp her bra. Once off all that remained were Jenna’s panties which she sensuously hooked her finger around and pulled down to reveal her entire body to her husband. For whatever reason something inside Jenna told herself she needed to go through with this experience. Mark paused not exactly sure how to proceed despite having planned everything out precisely. Jenna reached onto the bed and picked up her ball gag and handed it to Mark. That was the final thing he needed to know his wife wanted this. Turning away from him Jenna accepted the ball gag into her mouth as Mark secured it from behind. No words were spoken as Jenna knelled on the bed and Mark secured her ankles. He gently pressed on her shoulder for her to bend over to lay face down on the bed. In doing so, Mark grabbed a pillow for Jenna’s chest to rest on and to keep her face off of the mattress so she could breathe. Out stretching her arms the wrist restraints were secured around her wrists and snug to ensure she could not get out of them. Jenna was completely submissive and compliant. She even lifted her head as much as she could to accept the blindfold that would deprive her of all sight.

With Jenna now bent over her knees bent under her, her ankles apart, he double checked the ankle restraints. Jenna could hear Mark adjust a belt, then felt tension as her legs widened more than before. She was completely immobilized. Mark picked up Jenna’s clothes; he couldn’t help but put the moist crotch of her panties to his nose to take in his wife’s scent. Mark backed his way to the door as he looked at his wife’s nude body on the bed, her rear facing the door with her legs wide apart. He reached for the door handle and turned it. In another moment he was standing outside on the second floor landing with his wife’s clothes in his hands.

Mark looked at his watch, in another ten minutes someone would be requesting an envelope at the front desk with the room number on it. Normally a desk clerk would ask for and ID but Mark made arrangements with the clerk the day before when he checked in and laid Jenna’s things on the bed. The clerk assured him she would be the one working the front desk today. He gave her a twenty dollar bill to ensure she gave the envelope to the individual without question. Getting in his car Mark forced himself to drive away. The person had to be completely anonymous.

Finding a man to do this took time. Mark chatted with a number of men in an effort to find one who would do it. Some thought it too strange and just said no, others wanted money. Others still would arbitrarily send Mark a pic, some of their face, others of their cock, either way they’d just eliminated themselves. For some sites it was easy to chat through an instant messaging program rather than through profiles which Mark was trying to avoid. Finally Mark chatted with one man who quickly understood what Mark wanted and agreed to work with him as to the day, time and place this was to occur. Mark made it clear that time of arrival had to be perfect and not even he would get to see him.

Mark now had an hour to burn and had already decided to go to a book story to kill time. Through it all he was excited to pull this off but also concerned something could go badly. It was a very edgy experience he’d created.....

Jenna quickly noticed that despite being blind her other senses peaked. She could hear Mark fumbling with something, most likely her clothes. She could hear the door knob turn, the temperature of the room cooled as the air from outside chilled her skin. With a thump the door closed and things went silent for awhile. Jenna was now alone, she couldn’t help but test her restraints but it was futile. Jenna resigned herself to accept whatever was about to happen, still though, her heart was pounding hard.

It was hard to gauge time, at one point she heard voices going by outside thinking the door was about to open and reveal her nude and restrained body on the bed. It turned out to be a couple of hotel maintenance guys walking by to conduct their chores. Things went quiet again. Jenna tried to calm herself as there was nothing she could do. Forcing herself to do so Jenna slowed her breathing down as best she could. Still unable to move Jenna tried to relax her muscles and allowed her body weight to press into the pillow beneath her. A little bit of drool formed around Jenna’s lower lip and down her chin as a result of the ball gag. She moved her head enough to wipe on the pillow as she lay there completely vulnerable.

Out of the dark silence Jenna could hear the slip of a key card into a door lock, then the door to the room open, Jenna’s heart now pounded twice as hard as a presence entered the room and the door gently shut. Jenna could sense the sudden change in air pressure in the room as well as a cooling of the temperature as the cooler outside air entered the room along with the presence. Most notably the cool air gave a specific chill to moistened tissue of Jenna’s labia. Jenna had no idea how wet she’d become as now a profound embarrassment came over her. She could only imagine what she looked like to this individual as she lay there completely nude and restrained her wet intimacy on display for them to see completely. Jenna could only hear the slow movements of clothing of the presence behind her, they didn’t say a word to her. Things remained quiet as they must have been assessing what they were seeing; probably enjoying it knowing there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.

Jenna sensed the presence had moved close behind her. The fantasy was about to become reality. A sensation was felt; Jenna reacted involuntarily and flinched as she felt something on her left ass cheek. It was warm for an instant, then gone as the presence retracted for a moment. Jenna felt it again only this time the sensation remained and started to move. It was a hand, warm a bit dry and rough perhaps but also rather large in size as it now clasped her ass. It was perhaps the hand of a man in the trades, a construction worker maybe.

As the hand caressed slowly Jenna assumed what was to come next, a moment later Jenna felt a slight sensitivity that grew quickly between her legs. At first she thought it might be his penis but soon realized from its dexterity that it was a finger probing and feeling inside the folds of her labia. It wasn’t too much different than getting examined by her doctor though a couple of times the finger flicked around her cliterous which had become sensitive. The feelings were pleasurable and felt good. The other hand had moved from Jenna’s ass cheek to a more central location now around her rectum and she felt her ass cheeks being spread. The finger now moved up and slide into Jenna’s vagina, only partial insertion before removal and then full insertion. Jenna couldn’t help but react as the long finger slid deep inside of her body. The presence took full advantage of the situation as the finger felt the contours and textures of the walls of Jenna’s vagina. Jenna could feel a sizeable knuckle slide about inside of her. Now satisfied the presence withdrew from her. Next Jenna could hear the tugging of clothing being pulled across skin. A thud was heard but it was deeper than a shoe would make, more like a boot. The presence took their time as they undressed all the while remaining at the foot of the bed just behind Jenna. Another long pause and then Jenna could hear something else. It was the pursed lips of someone spitting. Jenna was repulsed with the mental image of a man spitting on himself before entering a woman, struggle was futile. Jenna felt the hand on her left cheek again only this time more aggressively. Jenna flinched similar as before but this time the hand remained and held her steady, a moment later a familiar pressure parted her labia. Though deliberate the presence was benevolent and only pressed in partially at first. Withdrawing and pressing in again he went deeper as Jenna’s wetness did what it was supposed to do.

Jenna had only experienced the cock of her husband for many years, to feel something completely new was intoxicating. It couldn’t be helped to notice the thicker girth Jenna was experiencing inside of her, the stretch felt good. Little did Jenna know how much longer this man was compared to Mark until his fourth thrust into her. As he thrust fully into her Jenna was stretched like she’d never felt before. There was a slight pain at first but her body quickly accommodated. He was slow but deliberate with his following thrusts. Jenna mentally wanted to resist as she was a married faithful woman but then she acknowledged to herself that Mark set this all up for her experience. Jenna became completely cathartic to the intercourse she was experiencing and admitted to herself that this man felt better than Mark. What little movement Jenna had she used it to move in rhythm with the presence as he continued to fuck her.

Sensing Jenna’s pleasure the speed of the thrusts increased slightly as Jenna began to moan at the moment of most penetration into her. As Jenna moaned and enjoyed the sex her drooling was now uncontrolled and all over her chin as she continued to saturate the pillow, sweat was now prevalent under the blindfold and stinging her eyes. None of this matter right now as each thrust felt as if the man was reaching up inside of Jenna and touching her sole. Jenna was ready to accept his semen into her body whenever he wanted to cum. Jenna’s emotions had never taken her this deeply before, not with Mark, not with any man before. She didn’t know what had come over her as it was like she was in a trance.

The thrusts suddenly became erratic, Jenna would receive a couple of quick thrusts then a long sustained one then two more fast ones. Jenna could tell he was getting close and could feel the muscularity of his cock changing as she felt him sliding in and out of her. Suddenly Jenna let out a long moan as her vagina tightened and then began to convulse, she bit down on her ball gag like never before with the incredible intensity she was experiencing. The man made one deep thrust that sent Jenna over the edge with her orgasm. Holding himself deep inside of Jenna she then felt a strong pulsation followed by a hot sensation deep inside of her. For the first time the presence made a sound as he let out a deep long groan which accompanied Jenna’s own long moan. The intensity of the moment overwhelmed Jenna as she felt salty tears welling up in her eyes. They were tears of sheer emotional pleasure. It was an incredible sensation that had taken Jenna to heights of emotion she’d never felt before with a lover.

The presence held Jenna in place as muscular and nervous system sensations slowly subsided. They could both feel each other’s subtle pulses and nerve twitches as their bodies remained as one. With both hands on Jenna’s hips he continued to hold her as now Jenna could hear his deep heavy breath from the incredible exertion they both experienced. Jenna struggled to breathe through her nose but managed as best she could.

Things grew quiet with only their breathing to be heard. Slowly the breaths normalized. With a slight push against Jenna the man slowly withdrew from Jenna’s vagina. Even in its now semi flaccid stated Jenna could still appreciate the man’s size and length. A last touch on Jenna’s ass and the presence was mere sounds now as it was evident he was dressing. Wondering if he would say something to her Jenna listened intently until she heard the door open and close and the room instantly went silent. Jenna once again became overwhelmed and sobbed beneath the blindfold not knowing why…..

Mark entered the room to see Jenna flex in the restraints. “It’s me” he said to let her know it was her husband who had returned. Mark could see clearly that the man had come and gone. He couldn’t help but to take a close look of Jenna’s vagina as a thick bit of cum dangled down across her labia and below her clit. Jenna had in fact been fucked by the guy. Mark quickly released Jenna’s ankle restraints and she immediately tried to stretch and work her leg muscles. Mark had no idea what the state of his woman was going to be like once out of the restrains but he knew she needed to be let loose. Wrists now free Jenna shakily tried to raise her body off of the pillow and allow Mark to remove her ball gag and blindfold. Mark chose the ball gag first to hear what his wife had to say. With the ball gag dropping away from her mouth Jenna didn’t say anything; all she could do was to swallow for the first time properly and control her drooling. Still silent Jenna could feel Mark loosening the blindfold as light crept in. With the blindfold removed Jenna squinted to adjust her eyes to the light. He face covered in perspiration she looked at Mark who drew close with a worried look. Not able to say anything just yet she leaned forward to kiss her husband. Mark welcomed the kiss.

Neither Mark nor Jenna knew what to say. Mark was curious what the encounter was like but didn’t want to pry too much. He realized he wasn’t sure he could handle the details of another man fucking his wife. For Jenna she couldn’t put the words together to tell Mark about the incredible experience she just had. To tell him she’d just experienced the most intense moment of her life and he was not directly part of it could be hurtful to him and she had no desire to hurt her husband. As near as Mark could tell it was a positive experience for Jenna, a fantasy come true. Jenna attempted to get dressed as Mark had brought her clothes back with him. She’d only guessed he took them from the room. Fumbling with her panties she finally got them in her hands so she could slip her feet into them. For a moment Jenna paused and considered using the bathroom to push but for a reason she herself could not explain decided not too and stood to pull her panties up. In a second or two she felt the material between her legs moisten and soak. Mark was addressing the restraints and their associated straps attached to the bed frame. Tossing the items into a gym bag Mark then sat and watched as Jenna finished dressing by putting her sneakers on. Jenna stood, and approached her husband. Raising her arms to relax across his shoulders she looked into his eyes, “That was a very brave thing you did for me. I don’t know if I can put into words what it was like other than to say it was an intense experience”. Jenna felt the word “intense” was appropriate for Mark to know it was exciting for her but not to let on how profound the experience had really become for her. After a pause “He’ll be a mystery fuck for the rest of my life.” For Mark he was glad it was what Jenna wanted and gave her a kiss.

Once to the car, Mark wasn’t sure if Jenna wanted to go home or what. Jenna spoke first, “Are you hungry?” Mark had not thought about food until Jenna Mentioned it. They quickly decided to go to a café they’d frequented often. They still did not have a lot of conversation but just enjoyed each other’s company and their little secret exploit they just had. Jenna couldn’t help but feel the wetness in her panties. Normally it would be somewhat discomforting but for whatever reason Jenna was experiencing a contentment, a lingering sensation of the experience was the only justification she could explain to herself.

After enjoying their meal, there was still shopping to be done and Jenna suggested they go to the grocery. Mark was amenable to whatever his wife wanted to do. He was in no hurry to get home either and it was true they had things they needed for the next week. Once at the grocery they went into their normal grocery routine for the things they liked to eat and such. Gradually they made their way over the pharmaceuticals area for a few things as well. Then Jenna noticed the pregnancy tests. She picked one up and gave Mark a look. Mark raised an eye brow and a slight smirk. Jenna couldn’t help but give him a little smile back. Jenna grabbed two just in case. They say it’s best to have a second one to confirm the first. In the checkout lane Jenna placed the tests on the conveyer. Mark gave her a more serious look, “I’ll check in a couple of weeks. We should be fine” she reassured him.

Over the next few days Jenna and Mark did their daily routine. When alone Jenna couldn’t help but think about her experience. The sensory deprivation heightened everything like never before. Even removing her clothes before her husband had been incredibly erotic; more so than recent times when they had sex for some reason. There was a different loving energy that was unexplainable. Then there was the complete lack of knowledge of the man who entered her body and fucked her, only hints of what he must have been like, a big man, a strong man. Jenna was tempted to reach out to her friend Samantha and tell her about it but in the end she enjoyed keeping her secret more….

Finished with her shower Jenna stood nude in the bathroom. Reaching out she grabbed the box and fumbled as she tried to open it. Once open Jenna read the instructions which were pretty self explanatory. Sitting down on the commode Jenna held the test in one hand and proceeded to part her legs as she slid her hand down and underneath. Relaxing her muscles Jenna could feel the release of her urine as well as its contact with the test through her fingers. Shaking any access off Jenna finished relieving herself. Setting the test on the counter it still showed the two minus signs in each of the two open circles on the test. Addressing her hair and makeup Jenna temporarily forgot about the test as it would take a couple of minutes for it to do its thing. Jenna attended to herself eventually collecting her q-tips, cotton balls and tissues she’d used and placed them all in one hand to toss into the garbage pail. As she did so Jenna looked at the test again. Where there had been a single minus sign in each of the circles a perpendicular red bar appeared in each to create a cross. Per the instructions two crosses confirmed pregnancy. Jenna dropped her jaw.

Jenna curled up in their bed alone as Mark was at work. She could not deny she still relished in the encounter she’d experienced a couple of weeks before but now the emotions were even higher. Jenna couldn’t tell if her tears were tears of joy or sorrow at first. Jenna visualized, so to speak the sensations she’d experienced that day. She couldn’t deny she desired the man to cum in her. In fact it was a stronger desire than any she’d ever felt before in her life, to include her love making with Mark. Remembering the warmth the pleasurable pressures, the moment of climax, Jenna came to the conclusion that her body was telling her something. It wasn’t conscious in her mind at the time of the encounter, it was deeper than that. It was her whole body telling her its desire to get pregnant. A warm contentment came over Jenna she accepted deep down that she wanted to get pregnant from the encounter. She just had not acknowledge it until that moment.

Mark came home from work. Tired yet he always looked forward to seeing his wife. Entering their small living room Jenna was curled up in the arm chair in nothing more than her long bath robe. It was one of those thick robes that hugged you and kept you warm after a shower. Looking at her he could tell something was different even though she greeted him with that little smile she always gave him. He loved that smile.

Sitting down across from her Mark mentioned a few things that happened at work, nothing too substantial. Jenna listened not knowing what Mark’s reaction was going to be with the news she was about to tell him. Mark inquired as to Jenna’s day. Jenna paused for a moment and then stood up. She walked around the coffee table to stand close to Mark who was sitting on the couch. Mark looked up at her and watched as she delicately reached for the terry cloth belt of her robe. Loosening it the robe opened enough to see that Jenna was nude underneath. Jenna continued to lift the robe from her shoulders and let go of the fabric and it continued to fall to the floor around her feet. Standing completely nude before Mark Jenna looked into his eyes and gave him that smile he loved so much “I’ve been bred, I’m pregnant” she said.

Mark was speechless. He stood and immediately reached to hold his wife. They embraced in silence. Jenna was pleased Mark still wanted her but the question was moments from coming. Mark looked at her”Is this from…???” He couldn’t complete his sentence. Jenna looking back at him “Yes, it is. It's his baby” she responded. “What do you want to….???” Mark tried to inquire. A tear ran down Jenna’s cheek “I want it. More than anything I want to have his baby .” Mark hugged his wife and whispered in her ear “I want this too.” They both held each other crying happy tears. Mark carried Jenna upstairs to their bedroom where they made passionate love and to celibate what was to come.

Comments about DNA??? Who cares,,,it's a fucking story and you want to get into DNA and health issues????? PLEASE. Here perhaps this is more to everyone's liking-

She pull my pants down, sucked my dick. I grabbed a boob, then I put it in her, I came hard, it felt good.

The End.

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