I pulled into their road Friday afternoon with my cock already half-hard just thinking about what was coming. I had a packed a weekend bag as I would be staying there till Sunday as Alan wouldn't be back until Sunday evening.
Alan had gone to Edinburgh, for a stag do for one of the guys that worked at the company. They were meant to go to Prague, but some of the group had issues with their passports. They were going to cancel this and just stay local, but Maureen convinced Alan to go Scotland.
Maureen quickly opened the door wearing nothing but one of Alan's old shirts, unbuttoned, her tits barely covered, her pussy freshly shaved and glistening. She didn't say a word at first, just grabbed my belt and dragged me inside, kicking the door shut behind us.

The second we hit the hallway she was on me, her tongue pushing into my mouth, wet and greedy, while her hand worked my zipper down. She tasted like she'd been drinking wine and waiting for this. We made it as far as the stairs before she dropped to her knees and pulled my cock out, spitting on it once, twice, letting the thick strings drip down my shaft before she licked it clean with long, slow strokes of her tongue. Her wedding ring flashed every time her fingers wrapped around me.

By the time we reached the bedroom I had her shirt off and her tits in my hands. Alan's pillow was already in the middle of the bed. She climbed on top of it, face down, ass up, and looked back at me over her shoulder.

"Fuck me on his pillow," she said. "I want to smell him while you ruin me."

I climbed on behind her and shoved my cock straight into her soaked cunt in one thrust. She moaned loud enough to echo off the walls. I fucked her hard, my hips slapping against her ass, my balls swinging and hitting her clit with every stroke. She kept her face buried in Alan's pillow, breathing him in while I stretched her open. When I came the first time I stayed buried deep, pumping thick ropes into her married pussy until it leaked out around my shaft and soaked into his pillowcase.

We didn't even clean up. She rolled onto her back, legs spread, his pillow under her lower back now, and pulled me down to kiss her again. Her tongue was filthy, licking my lips, spitting into my mouth so I could taste my own cum mixed with her spit. I swallowed it and went back for more.

Round two started with her riding me. She planted her feet on either side of my hips and bounced on my cock like she was trying to break it. Every time she dropped down I felt my cum from the first load squelch out of her and run down my balls. She leaned forward and spat on my chest, then licked it off while grinding her clit against me. When she came she bit my shoulder hard enough to leave a mark and I filled her again, another thick load pumped straight into her while she kept rolling her hips, milking every drop.

We took a short break to drink water but she wouldn't let me pull out. She kept me inside her, clenching and squeezing, until I was hard again. Third time I took her from behind again, this time with her face pressed into Alan's pillow while I held her arms behind her back. I spat on her asshole and rubbed it with my thumb while I fucked her cunt, then pulled out and pushed two fingers into her ass while my cock stayed buried in her pussy. She came so hard she soaked his pillow and the sheets underneath. I unloaded my third load deep in her cunt, then pulled out and watched it pour out of her onto his pillow.

She made me lie on my back for round four. She straddled my face first, lowering her dripping cunt onto my mouth so I could lick my own cum out of her while she ground against my tongue. Her juices and my loads mixed together and ran down my chin. She reached back and grabbed my cock, stroking it back to full hardness with her spit-slick hand. When she finally sank down on me again she rode me slow and deep, her tits bouncing, her wedding ring pressing against my chest as she braced herself. I came inside her for the fourth time while she leaned down and spat into my open mouth again, making me swallow while her pussy milked me.

By the fifth fuck it was late. She was on her back with her legs over my shoulders, Alan's pillow under her ass so her hips were tilted up. I fucked her deep and steady, watching her face, watching the way her tits moved, watching my cock disappear into her married hole over and over. She kept telling me how much better I felt than Alan, how his cock never reached the places mine did, how she was going to sleep with my cum leaking out of her all night on his side of the bed. When I came the fifth time I stayed inside her until I softened, then pulled out and watched the mess pour out onto his pillow. She scooped some up with her fingers and licked them clean while looking me in the eye.

Saturday morning she woke me up by sucking my cock with Alan's pillow under her knees. She took me deep into her throat, gagging and spitting thick strings of saliva down my shaft, then climbed on and rode me until I filled her for the first time that day. We stayed in bed. She made breakfast but brought it back to the bedroom so we wouldn't have to leave. While we ate she kept stroking me with her feet, rubbing my cock between her soles, spitting on it to keep it slick.

Second fuck of the day I had her on all fours with Alan's pillow under her chest. I fucked her hard and fast, my hands gripping her hips, my balls slapping against her. She kept reaching back to spread her ass so I could watch my cock stretch her open. When I pulled out to change positions she turned around and sucked me clean, tasting herself and my cum on my shaft before I pushed back into her. I came deep, then pulled out and watched it drip onto his pillow again.

Third time she wanted it on the floor next to the bed. She lay on her back with Alan's pillow under her head, legs spread wide, and I fucked her missionary style while she held my face and spat into my mouth between kisses. Her cunt was swollen and used by then, making wet sounds every time I thrust in. I came hard, grinding against her clit until she came too, her pussy pulsing around me.

We showered together but didn't make it out of the bathroom before the fourth round. She bent over the sink and I took her from behind, watching our reflection in the mirror. Her tits swung, her mouth hung open, spit ran down her chin. I reached around and rubbed her clit while I fucked her, and when she came she sprayed all over the floor. I pulled out and came on her ass, then rubbed it in with my cock before pushing back inside to finish the rest of my load in her cunt.

Fifth fuck of Saturday was slow and deep on the bed again. She lay on her stomach with Alan's pillow under her hips, and I lay on top of her, my chest against her back, my cock sliding in and out of her used hole. She kept turning her head to kiss me, our tongues sliding together, her spitting into my mouth so I could taste everything. I came inside her and stayed there, softening slowly while she clenched around me.

Sixth and final round of the day happened as we went to bed. She made me lie on the bed and she climbed on top, reverse cowgirl, so she could watch herself in the mirror across from the bed. Alan's pillow was under my head. She rode me hard, her ass bouncing, her cunt making obscene wet sounds. When I came she stayed seated, grinding down, forcing every drop out of me while she rubbed her clit and came again as we fell asleep.

Sunday morning started with her feet in my face. She sat on the edge of the bed with Alan's pillow under her ass and made me kneel on the floor, licking and sucking her toes while she reached down and stroked my cock with her other foot. When I was hard she pulled me up and had me fuck her while she kept one foot on my face, toes in my mouth. I came inside her for the first time that day while sucking her toes.

Second fuck she wanted it standing up against the bedroom wall. She wrapped one leg around me and I held her up, my cock driving up into her while she bit my neck and spat on my chest. I came standing, her legs shaking, cum running down her thighs onto the carpet.

Third time we were back on the bed. She lay on her side with Alan's pillow between her knees and I fucked her from behind, one hand on her tit, the other rubbing her clit. She came twice before I unloaded in her again, then made me pull out so she could push the cum out onto his pillow and lick it up.

Fourth fuck of Sunday was her on top again, but this time she made me worship her feet while she rode me. She held one foot to my mouth and I licked between her toes, sucked each one, while she bounced on my cock and told me how Alan never did this, how he never made her feel used the way I did. I came hard, my tongue still on her foot, and she kept riding until she came too.

Fifth and final round before seven we did with her on her back, legs spread wide, Alan's pillow under her lower back so her cunt was angled up for me. I fucked her slow and deep, kissing her, letting her spit in my mouth, licking her neck and tits while I moved inside her. She came first, her pussy clamping down, and I followed right after, pumping my last load of the weekend deep into her married cunt while she held my face and kissed me through it.

We lay there after, breathing hard, my cock still inside her, cum leaking out around my shaft onto Alan's pillow. She didn't move to clean up. She just pulled me closer and kept kissing me, slow and lazy, her tongue sliding against mine while the clock ticked toward seven and Alan's return.