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    My Wives & I - Part 18

    After beating my wife's lover, Gene, in a cockfight, and having him run out of town, I thought things were over between them.

    Many years later, 2013, to be exact, while cleaning out the old files on our home computer, I came across a bunch of my wife's old emails - with Gene. All of them were from the period 2007-2013. The emails showed that they communicated almost daily. That my wife, Vicki, had bought him many expensive presents. When we were on our cruise to Europe in 2012, she emailed him constantly about how miserable she was. His replies to her were that she should remember the times that they were together and the times that they would be together in the future.

    Additionally, there were many references to the years of clandestine meetings here in Las Vegas and other cities where my wife would attend conventions. Some of the emails from Gene were quite graphic about what he did to her and what a putz I was for not knowing that they kept fucking even after my first win against him 15 years previous that was supposed to stop their affairs. The last time they had been together was March of 2013 in Las Vegas. This was a time my wife was supposed to have been in New York (she did go to New York but only after spending 3 days in bed with Gene).

    I confronted my wife immediately with the information and she at first denied it, but then with the preponderance of the evidence against her she admitted it. The more we talked the more defiant she became. Talking how he was a better lover and a better man. Saying that why she just did blow jobs for me because she wanted her cunt just to be for him.

    Not containing myself anymore I threw her on the couch and fucked her as hard as I could. After I was done, she called me every name in the book and said she wanted to see a rematch of our cockfight and that this time Gene would humiliate me. I replied that I was ready anytime, and that I would beat him again and fuck her again in front of him, just like the last time.

    She made the arrangements and in early June of 2013 Gene came to our house after attending a convention here in Las Vegas. My wife was all over him at the front door and said that he had to "fuck me up good this time".

    This was 15 years later. I was now 60 and Gene was 49. I had been exercising more than ever in my life after winning a bout with cancer. I felt good about my chances, especially having beaten Gene the first time. However, when he took off his clothes I realized that things might be different. He too had been working out. In fact, he was ripped. Not the scrawny, hippy musician I had gagged and sodomized the first time.

    My wife came in the family room with a naked Gene wearing just a bathrobe. She had on the robin's blue bikini bottom from the last fight and her considerable tits jutted proudly without a top. I was hot for her again, but Gene looked way formidable.

    The rules were mittens, no punching but slapping, no biting. Winner was by submission or knockout. My wife was again the prize.

    We both started naked on my knees. Our mutual hard-ons almost touching. I was happy to see that I was still the better man in that department because of my thickness! At Vicki's "Start!" our chests collided and we both attacked the other's cock. Instantly, he leveraged me over and his grip on my cock was excruciating. He said to me, "Things will be a lot different this time!". He eventually got me pushed over completely onto my back. I stopped with the cock grip and pulled his long hair back. He aligned his cock with mine and from his top position over me started slamming his groin into mine. My wife said, "Pulverize that thing, I don't ever want to have to deal with it again!". I was hurting, couldn't move and he was controlling every aspect of the fight. He tried to slide up my chest for a school-boy pin but I nailed him with my knee at the base of his cock. Enraged he flopped his weight back on me, cock-to-cock. He pinned my arms above my head and with his elbows he started hitting my face, all the while his cock was crushing mine. I got a couple of slaps in when I momentarily freed my arms but the respite was too quick as he again pinned my arms. With the repeated blows to my cock, I felt his hard-on dominate my cock which was starting to go flaccid on me. "How does that feel, asshole?", he said with a smirk.

    I tried valiantly for an escape but I found none. Eventually he eluded my knees and pinned me in a school-boy pin. Then he started slapping my face with open palms. Then he started slapping my face with his dick. I couldn't dislodge him. My weight disadvantage over the years had changed from 5 pounds to 30. He said for me to suck his dick and he would consider it a submission. I said, "No Chance!" and he started hitting me with it all the harder. Then my wife produced a round small cylinder of rubber - about 2 inches in diameter. He took my mouth and pried it open and put the small rubber tube inside. Despite my protests about that not being in the rules they both laughed. He stuffed his dick into the rubber tube inside my mouth and started pumping. Within a couple of minutes I was gagging with a huge load of cum. "Your wife can handle that a lot better than you, sissy!". With that they kissed, as he kept the pin over me.

    He took out the tube from my mouth and got back to destroying my body. Slapping my face incessantly. Squeezing and bending my cock until I cried out. "Surrender?", he said. "No way!", I replied. At that point he decided to destroy me sexually. He took his mitted hand and grabbed my cock and roughly stroked it until it was hard and raw. Eventually, his strokes got to me and I came hard. He said, "You won't be needing any cum or cock today! Vicki is all mine! I'm the one fucking her mouth and cunt! Not you!". Then, still pinning my shoulders and arms, he took his mittened hands and started squeezing my neck. The last thing I heard was my wife yelling, "Don't kill him!" and then I blacked out. I came to a couple of minutes later with my hands handcuffed in front of me. He had my wife and was sitting caressing her on the couch. "You lose", he said matter-of-factly. His hands were all over my wife. On her tits, in her cunt, and with his lips plastered onto her willing lips. Eventually, he would stuff his engorged cock into her and fucked her missionary-style for at least 20 minutes. She screamed in delight nearly the entire time.

    After cumming in her (and she had had multiple orgasms), they broke for something to eat. During their break they laughed and made fun of me. Then he came back to me and said he had some unfinished business. He rolled me over onto my front and grabbing my cock from under my body he pulled me into a kneeling position. From there he rammed his hard again cock deep into my ass. Over and over again he fucked me, all the time squeezing without mercy my cock. When he came, he pulled out, got the rubber tube again and pushed his cock into my mouth for a cleaning. Then he pissed into my mouth until it overflowed. "We're even, except I'm taking your wife!" was his last words.

    Vicki came home two days later. Said she didn't want to talk about anything anymore and that I should just stay on my side of the house in separate bedrooms. We've gone on a few trips together since. I've forced her to give me a blowjob a couple of times but she won't let me go near her cunt. Apparently, that's only for Gene (or whoever).

    I called Gene's wife to try and get back by stirring up trouble at his house. His wife laughed and said that Gene told her when he got home. She doesn't mind him fucking Vicki and she masturbates when he is not there thinking about what he did to me.

    The truth is that while things didn't work out too well for me, but I still live in retired luxury and can't really upset that apple cart. I'm writing this now because my wife is away to a convention in Scottsdale, and Gene is there, and has been fucking her lights out for 4 days. I guess it's cathartic for me to get it off my chest.

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    Re: My Wives & I - Part 18

    You write the best stories! Even though you lost and were humiliated, I commend you on the effort to hold your own. Nevertheless it?s still tied 1-1 but this next get a girlfriend preferably a black or Spanish woman to tear your wife cunt apart while you go back after Gene. Keep up the good work!
    Your fan, friend and admirer Ego!

    PSstory suggestion) If you need a hand with someone close to Gene?s age, give this black man a call and I?ll leave him screaming with my dick up his ass you guys pleasureJ

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