Hannah is married to Ted, and we see them often at parties we all go to. She’s a real nice looker. Not your skinny model type, but a real woman with a beautiful figure — and smile.

Steve and I had been working on her for some time then, touching her and stealing kisses. I was stealing kisses, that is — he was stealing some of her pussy juices with his fingers!

But it’s hard getting Hannah alone at these parties. She wasn’t playing hard to get, she just was hard to get. At the last party, my cock was down my pant leg and I had her measuring it up from the outside while we kissed. I was just reaching for her pussy when Ted intercepted.

Hannah gave me a quick kiss and then she was gone. Talk about blue balls!

Seemed like for the past few parties, all that Hannah gave me was blue balls. I ended up fucking Susan, our standby if the night is slow. She released the pressure, so at least I didn’t have to go home without pussy juice on my cock. That was our rule.

Steve and I came up with a plan: befriend Ted, and then ask them around for a BBQ and drinks, just the four of us. So we started taking him to ball games and midweek pub and pool outings. Then we dropped the BBQ idea on him. He was all for it. I have a games-TV room in my house, which we could use to cocoon him for a few hours while we worked on Hannah.

She knew I was carrying a nine-inch ICBM missile in my pants and still she accepted. I think she knew what was in store for her, and maybe it excited her that two guys really wanted her and were prepared to go to extraordinary lengths to get her, even though she’s happily married. Maybe she was thinking about it the whole week. She never said. But the thought of getting her in my house gave me an instant hard-on.

Hannah arrived wearing shorts and a halter top. They will be easy pickings later tonight. Not as easy as a skirt, but still no problem. Steve was on her like a fly to honey. His hands were all over her back, running his fingers up and down her spine. I think if we gave him any more time, he would have had her bra unhooked and be fondling her tits. All this before we even reached the kitchen.

I wasn’t to be left out, so I caught her alone and started giving her a real long kiss in the hallway. But she broke away, saying I was a really bad boy and should stop it right now! I knew then we were in with a good fucking chance. She was only here because of all the work we’ve done on her prior. She was tuned in and maybe turned on as much as we were.

We bullshitted for a while, out on the deck, downing a couple rounds of drinks. As soon as it started getting dark, Steve moved in on her. Running his hands over her back and neck and then twisting her head to point to his. Then he was kissing her, right in front of Ted, but I think the light was such that Ted couldn’t see much.

I got Ted helping me with the BBQ and the burgers, leaving the fuckbirds to their own devices. I caught a peek of them a couple of times, and the second time his hand was in her crotch and she was squirming in her seat. Then her ass was off the seat and she was coming. Good work, Steve! The night is starting well.

I left Ted to the burgers and asked Hannah to help me in the kitchen. I soon had her against the wall, unhooking her bra and twisting those nipples. It was too much for me, so I quickly dragged her into the bedroom and started taking her shorts off. She was protesting, but as soon as my fingers were inside her cunt, she changed her tune.

Well, just moments ago she had come on Steve’s fingers, and her pussy was still high as a kite. Without much further ado, I had her on her back with my cock inside her. It did take a bit of pushing, but it was worth it — 90 minutes is all it took from greeting her at the front door to fucking her! Sure beat all those stupid parties. We should have done this a long time ago.

The night was already a resounding success. Even if we didn’t get to fuck again this night, the barrier was broken. No more blue balls from Hannah. She knew how it felt to have my cock inside her, and the next time would be so much easier. She liked my cock and was soon coming. Then I unload-ed inside her, and she came again. What a good start to the evening!

In 20 minutes we were back outside with all the fixings. Steve was suitably impressed with me, and Ted was oblivious to what just happened with his wife. I like that in a husband.

Steve helped Hannah with the cleaning up, while I took Ted to the TV-games room. Hannah and Ted joined us 20 minutes later, and Steve gave me a high five. What a night! All the planning paid off.

When Hannah said she had to go for a pee I followed her and we ended up on the bed. This time I got her naked and before long she was guiding my cock into her cunt. She wanted some good fucking as badly as Steve and I wanted to fuck her! What a girl! My nine inches was a tight fit even after a couple of fuckings, but by then I was planning another night, fucking her all night long. I would stretch that pussy into the exact shape of my cock.

She now knew the routine, so she left her shorts on the floor, and came out in her panties and top and sat on Steve’s lap. Ted chatted with her from across the room without realizing she was half naked and sitting on Steve’s lap! Without missing a beat Steve was fingering her cunt. And then they were off to the bedroom, for some good old-fashioned in-and-out stuff, for her fourth time of the night. I had to keep Ted focused on the game on the TV so he wouldn’t catch on that Hannah and Steve were both missing from the room.

It was getting late and the game was wrapping up, and Hannah was back, properly attired but missing her panties, and ready to go home and get fucked by a normal-size cock. Before she left, I got her cell number and a quick deep kiss. Steve — the dirty bugger! — slipped his horny hand up her shorts for one last feel.

Then she was gone. But not forgotten. Now I had her cell-phone number.

I called her on Monday while she was at lunch and we talked a long time, always sexual erotic stuff. I’m sure she was getting aroused even then. Then I started on round two of the plan: getting her alone without Ted. I think by now she liked what a big cock does. I got her agreeing to see me the next Friday with a cover story of going out on a night out with the girls from work.

Then I dropped the bombshell. I told her that every night before falling asleep she should play with her nipples for a minute and think only of me. She didn’t say anything for 15 seconds, then asked what part of me should she be thinking about? I said whatever came to mind. I knew if she followed this that by Friday she’d be a raving nymphomaniac, thinking only of me. And, hopefully, my cock!

On Friday she wasn’t running into my arms, so I knew I still had some convincing to do. She was apprehensive and nervous about the whole deal, wanting to forget all about it and go home to hubby. No way! I’d spent too much time to get her to that point and wasn’t going to waste it. I wanted a night of good fucking. All night. Not some quickie.

I held her close until I felt her relax a bit. Then I kissed her face and neck, and finally her lips. She started to respond — not all was lost! Then I thought, I have to push it all the way or she’ll back out and go home to limp dick Ted. I was getting hooked on her. I had to see this through to completion.

I pulled her skirt up to her thighs and ran my fingers under her skirt to her pussy. My fingers slipped in real easy, and in moments she was coming. Right there on the street. Fully clothed in her business attire. I had her. She was coming home with me.

On the way home she told me how she handled my request to play with her nipples and think of me. First night, she imagined me licking and sucking her tits. Nice, I thought! Second night, it was my erect cock, standing in front of her face. The third night, she couldn’t bring herself to do it — but she woke up from a dream where I was fucking her! My cock in her pussy! Now I knew why she came so violently in the parking lot.

She called me a bastard for planting those thoughts in her head. I wanted to hug and kiss her for falling so hard for my little brainwashing. She’s a one in a million. And I had her hooked.

Now the final part. Counting down the ten steps to complete fulfillment.

10. Lie to hubby. Then she’s a partner in the conspiracy. Much harder to back off, and it makes it way easier for you in the future. “Oh Ted, hubby dearest, I lied to you, I wasn’t with Mia those nights, but with your best friend Jeff. He fucked me. I couldn’t stop him. And he did me a few other nights too. And a couple of all-nighters. Do you forgive me?”

9. Get her alone. This is not the time for sharing. It’s not a quickie at a party. You want to get her hooked on you and your cock. So when she fantasizes about fucking, it’s you and your cock.

8. Get her naked. She’s giving you her body. Enjoy it!

7. Play lots with their tits. Amazing things happen when they feel their breasts are totally exposed and loved. Women take an awful lot of time thinking and worrying over their bodies. We have to tune into that and show them we appreciate all the work they’ve done. Most men don’t take the time that tits deserve. You gotta make every part of her ache. I gave Hannah’s tits a really good work-over and added a few hickeys to those from last week.

6. Keep her as high as a kite for as long as possible. Never let her come, unless you tell her to. Just keep her on the verge, begging for release. She kept telling me to finish her off, but I kept her waiting.

5. Instruct her. Get her focused on what you’re saying, ready to follow your instructions without question. Get her to suck your cock and fondle your balls. Make her an active part of the fuckfest. Give her instructions to stop when you see her getting too turned on. You want her on the edge all the time, but not over the edge — until you say so.

“But Hannah, didn’t you give Jeff a few thousand blowjobs out in back of your office over your office breaks? He didn’t force you to do that, right?” No, she was just following instructions, like a good girl.

4. Clit. Lick your name over and over on her pussy and clit. Do it enough and you can claim mining rights. She’s sold her pussy for some amazing licks and maybe a couple of thousand orgasms. But keep her on the edge. When you do get to fuck her, she will explode.

3. Get her to hold and rub your cock. Get her to feel every inch of your monster, with both hands. It will be super-hard, and her fantasy will go into overdrive. This is the ultimate toy for her pussy, the thing to finally give her that climax she’s been waiting for. Usually it’s a good fuck if she’s high for 5 minutes, a great fuck after 10 minutes — I had Hannah high for 25 minutes! She’s going to explode.

2. Get her to put your cock inside her pussy. Let her think that your cock belongs to her. That the only place for your cock is in her pussy. That her pussy and your cock were meant to be together.

1. She’s all yours now! There’s only one cock in her mind. She’s plugged it into her internal life-support system and is starting to rewire her brain. She has thrown everything to the wind for your cock. Only it will now satisfy her physically and mentally. Poor Ted!

Hannah held on to my cock as I started fucking her. She wanted to feel it sliding in her, just like she wanted it to be me fucking her. For a moment she flipped on me, wanting to know how it felt slipping my cock in her. Did I get the same feeling as she did as my cock entered her? Was it as good fucking her, as she felt being fucked by me? Wanting to see the whole picture. Total immersion. I was her big fucking dildo. She was completely lost.

It felt good, until I wanted more of my cock inside her. I took her hand off my cock and held both of her hands above her head and started on my fuck rhythm. She acquiesced, letting me take control of her. She could now do nothing except feel my cock sliding back and forth in her cunt, rubbing her clit, mashing up her insides, my body engulfing hers, her nipples rubbing me and my breath on her face. Those nipples were really hard. I knew she was a goner. Lost to everything except what her body was telling her.

She started kissing me passionately, and her cunt gripped my cock tightly, and then she was coming. I couldn’t stop her. I didn’t want to. I still held her hands above her head and my cock was deep inside her, and the only thing she could do was to shake and babble garbage. Spasm after spasm rolled through her body. That was some explosion! Big-time meltdown. I felt her cervix rubbing on my one-eye.

Then she slowly subsided and released her grip on my cock. And then I was back fucking her brains out. Rewiring her circuits. Until her next spasm attack.

She was insatiable.

P.S.: To this day Hannah doesn’t remember what she said that day, or much of the fuck session. But when she calmed down and regained her composure, she was a new person. Mine. Ted was a complete stranger to her. I had rewired him out of her life. But I get this nagging feeling, she rewired me too.

I took her home the next day. We spoke little on the way. It was mainly just driving directions. And then she was gone! Without another fucking word. And I knew that I was never going to see her again.

I saw it. They’ll drop out of the partying crowd, just disappear. I didn’t want that to happen. I had spent the last six months on her. Every party, I was there for her. Now it felt like every time I fucked someone, I wanted to be fucking Hannah. I hated her for fucking with my head so much! Don’t know how, but she really did a number on me. Bitch!

I spent the weekend cleaning house, getting in fresh fruits and vegetables, cooking healthy meals. So unlike me! Hey, I didn’t even go out partying on Saturday night. I had to get her out of my head. Fucking bitch.

Monday was a long day, tried calling her a couple of times. Just went to voicemail. I wasn’t interested in calling Susan. She couldn’t solve this problem.

Got home and cracked open a beer and went out on the deck. And there she was, in my favorite chair, with a couple of suitcases.

— J.A., Chicago, Illinois