She Fucked. He Fucked.

By Gabriella Vitale

Sex wasn’t on anyone’s mind before the visiting couple arrived, but once the two men got drunk, sex quickly became the hot topic of conversation, especially cheating sex with the friend’s spouse.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gabriella Vitale
• Release date: Apr 6, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310726682

Gabriella Vitale

About the author . . .Like her brother, Gabriella Vitale is a writer of erotic fiction. His work is hot and graphic and told as all good smut should be told.These tales are by no means True. They are fictional fantasies from a mind so lurid, no one’s off bounds. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. By no means did we intend any disrespect for the ladies engaged in lurid sex and speaking obscenely. Hopefully, those women will enjoy the naughty story written especially for them.As with Jack Vitale, Gabriella Vitale is a pseudonym for the still-young and vivacious sixty-nine year old author of smut so vile, she needs to keep her real name a secret for fear of condemnation from those still living in the dark ages.

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She Fucked / He Fucked

Written by Gabriella Vitale

Copyright © 2015 Gabriella Vitale

Published by Vitale Publishing

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She Fucked / He Fucked

Pat said . . .

We were just passing through town and thought we’d say hello to our old friends, Beverly and Ken Winston.  Our visit was meant to be a quick stopover, nothing more. My husband wasn’t supposed to go out drinking with Ken, but you know he did. And once they started their wild carousing around town, the two men couldn’t stop. They each got so drunk, Vic was totally hung over the entire next day, leaving me to fend for myself. At which point, I fended like I never fended before. What I mean is, I cheated by screwing for Beverly’s husband.

When Ken asked me to go for a ride on his new Harley, I happily said yes to the surprisingly chipper big man. Since my husband was out cold, I didn't see anything wrong with leaving him home alone with Ken’s also-sleeping wife. I figured we’d probably be home long before the two sleepy-heads awakened. I was wrong,

Vic said . . .

When I woke up around ten, my head was pounding and my dick was hard with piss. I had drunk way too liquor much the night before and was suffering from a splitting headache as well as a bladder filled with too much liquid. After taking a leak, I strolled out into the hall in only my drawers thinking I was alone. There was no wife, no Ken, and supposedly, no Beverly.

Where were they? I thought before hearing the sound of a moaning woman. It sounded like Beverly, so I took a peek into their opened bedroom door and saw a truly pleasant sight, one I never seen before, and one I liked the second I saw it.

It was the totally naked redhead, lying on her belly with her softly rounded ass propped up by the bunched up sheets and blankets. It was a sight much too nice to ignore, so I didn’t.

Pat said . . .

While riding along the highway, I held tightly onto Ken’s waist, trying not to press my big boobs to his back. If I did that, I knew he might just take it the wrong way. Men will do that when a woman says or does a certain thing. Rubbing my big tits on his back could certainly be misconstrued as a tease preceding a fuck. Believe me when I say, it wasn't my intention as my hard nipples continued to rub him constantly.

Vic said . . .

Feeling myself getting a hard-on from seeing a naked Beverly, I started to leave. Getting into bed with another guy’s wife wasn’t the right thing to do. That’s when Beverly rolled over onto her side and glared up at me with a big smile on her face.

Hi! she said while lying