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Red Speedos

Posted by MONTED at 27,Aug,14 21:37

Tofo is in Mozambique, the country that runs down half of the east coast of Africa below the equator. Because of its long white beaches and coral, it attracts a hardy breed of tourists who are able to cope with its third world conditions. A web search will show you why so many South Africans make the trek up to the country that neighbours theirs, and why tourists from other parts of Africa make the journey to this cheap, poor but cheerful destination.

It gets pretty hot in the middle of the day, so I took to staying out of the sun at that time. I still wanted a tan, but one I could control, so would get up early and go for a walk along the beach while the sun was still fairly tame. I'm turned on big time by tan lines and speedos, and I figure others are too, so I wore a tight pouch front costume that showed my ass and cock the way I like. And that's all I needed for my morning walk.

The beach is backed by high dunes in some places and by palm trees in others. Normally if there is going to be any action it takes place in the dunes, but this wasn't the case on this occasion. I had walked up the beach about a mile, and had walked past a largish 4-5 man military style tent that hadn't been there the previous day. I couldn't see any activity, so I carried on up the beach another half a mile, savouring the sun's rays before turning back.

As soon as I turned round I noticed a figure in front of the tent, standing near the sea. He was stretching and flexing the **** out of what seemed from that distance, a well-shaped body. As I got closer I could see that he was dark skinned - tanned I guessed, not really black, and that he was wearing speedos too.

"Yes!" I thought "too good to be true!"

He had seen me too - I was the only other person on the beach, and as I got closer he turned and gave me a smile and said "hi". He was maybe 28-29 and was half Portuguese and half black, I guessed, inheriting the best of both - a cheerful square Latin face with short cut curled hair and a permanent tan!He had a smooth muscular swimmer's body with tight pecs and a narrow muscled waist. His legs weren't overdeveloped, but he had beautiful strong calf muscles. Did I forget something? Oh yea, a bubble butt covered with clinging red nylon and an appealing bulge in the front, from an apparently thick cock snaking to one side.

He may have noticed me looking at it - fucking blind if he didn't, and he may also have noticed the change in the front of my briefs, although it wasn't very cool without knowing which way he was inclined. The likelihood of someone like him being gay was low, but not remote. Gays in Africa generally don't grow up with an option of being queens, we often end up as macho as all the other shitheads. I LOVE this country!

We started chatting about where we had come from. He said he was the advance guard of a group of engineer voluntary workers who had decided to come to Tofo for low cost relaxaton - they generally get paid nothing. They had borrowed the tent from the army engineer corp they worked with, and the rest of his chums would be arriving in a few days.I told him about my low risk tan plan and he laughed - always take precautions he said - and I retorted - whether its sun sea or sex.Especially sex, he said with a shy grin, but with a direct look.

"I need to put some lotion on" he said, "even though I tan easily I need to take care.""I could do some of the hard to reach places for you," I said. There was still no movement in his briefs, so I thought let's just take it at face value for the moment."OK," he said, "the stuff is in the tent."

The tent had three compartments, two for sleeping and one for cooking. We went into one of areas with a mat and sleeping bag and he said "Would you mind doing my back?""OK," I said, "lie down on a towel and I'll oil you up."

He gave me a bottle of oil and lay front down on a towel over the sleeping bag, his hands under his face. I poured some of the oil onto my hands - it was the thin type - and started to rub it into his rugged shoulders, stroking the excess down his upper back and spine. That feels great he said, adjusting his body. Don't stop. I had no intention of doing so and continued to stroke the oil down his spine to the small of his back. I smoothed it across his sides, rolling his body a little with the motion. I wondered what his cock was doing - but I KNEW what mine was doing, and I was just hoping this wasn't going to end up with me having completely misjudged the situation.

I worked the oil in the small of his back and asked him if he wanted me to do his legs. He didn't move, or open his eyes, but he said yes, so I poured some onto the top of each leg and smoothed it down, over his strong calf muscles and up to his speedos. He opened his legs a bit so that I could do the inside, and as I massaged up his leg my hand grazed his crutch for a split second. I froze, but he did a little hip grind, raising his ass imperceptibly and I thought that we both might be enjoying this. I got a little bolder with the strokes, until my hand was definitely snuggling against his ass crack and he was definitely grinding and squeezing his butt to meet my hand.

Nothing ventured, nothing lost, I thought, and slipped my fingers under the leg elastic of his speedos, just where the firm mound of his butt met the top of his leg. No hair, and the cloth of his speedos now becoming soaked and increasingly transparent with oil. I massaged his naked buttocks, the muscle clenching and unclenching under my strokes. I let my fingers slide into his crotch and under his balls, challenging the thin nylon, and then moved them up his crack, lingering around his ass hole, testing the ground as it were, to see how far he would let me go. All the way it seems. The more I played with his ass hole, the more he squirmed, arching his butt to my hands, then grinding his hips into the towel.

My briefs were filled with 8.5 inches of thick rock hard cock, looking for somewhere to go, and I thought I knew just where that might be. I stuck an oiled finger into his hole, and he bucked up against it - god this guy needed it bad, and so did I. I kept my finger in his ass and I cupped my other hand around his balls, under and around to his cock. SHIT. It was still contained by his briefs, but only just. Nine inches of hot hard flesh was battling to get out of his pants, stretching the thin fabric to breaking point.

Not good I thought - here comes the liberation army! And I freed his uncut thick rod, giving it a liberal coating of oil in the process. This was wild - he was still playing Mr Passive, but with a lot of energy! I pulled my finger out of his hole and straddled his ass, letting my cock poke his crack through the two layers of by now transparent nylon.He groaned and bucked, gyrating his hips for all he was worth, trying to get some fulfilment for his screaming oiled hole. I stuck my cock through the legs of my briefs, and it bounced upwards, its cut head drooling juice in spoonfuls.

His hand reached back with a condom and he said "man - its been such a long time since I've been ...jeez, please, please, please... "

I jammed the condom on and pulled his costume aside to reveal his nude bucking asshole, the tight oiled fabric glistening as it rode over his muscular butt. It was as much as I could do not to just jam my pillar into that pulsing ass crack, but my cock is thick and I wanted this guy to enjoy it.

I put in two slick fingers, and he gasped with pleasure as I stretched his butt to accommodate what he had coming. I pulled out and he moaned, grinding his hips, begging me to fill him up. I placed the big helmet of my cock at the doorway to that warm tunnel and worked the tip around his hole until it was covered with oil too - heaven! - while he squirmed in anticipation. And then - in one long slow gasping motion - I slid my cock all the way in inch by plunging inch until he was skewered, my cock sunk to the hilt in his ass, my balls flat against his muscular butt.

He went quiet as the full impact of my thick cock took effect in his tight tube. His deep groans of satisfaction matched my own. I pulled my cock out slowly and watched for signs of discomfort, but he was loving this, tightening his ass ring to give me the greatest feeling.

I plunged back in and started to pick up speed until I was jackhammering that bouncing butt. This is good, I thought, but I want to see that giant cock of his, and I flipped him over so that he was facing me. The tangle of oily speedos was like a cock ring to both of us, and his cock was like steel - I love it when guys stay hard when I fuck them - sticking up to his belly button, thick and dark against the less tanned outline left by his speedos. I put his legs on my shoulders and lifted him slightly to get a good angle of penetration, and then I let him have it again - long even strokes all the way in and all the way out.

There was no way either of us could last for long in such a hot situation, and amongst his groans he told me he was close to coming. And then he did, a sight to behold, his massive dick sending geysers of cum up his chest, and face in powerful spurts, the thick spray contrasting with his darker skin. I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled out and pulled the condom off quickly, and then with a few pumps I blasted my load over his dark skin in bucket loads, my cock jerking and pumping as it showered him in thick jism.

I collapsed on top of him, the layer of cum, oil and sweat gluing us together as I kissed him deeply. He responded passionately and after about a minute, I felt that big dick of his start to stir between my legs and .I realised that we were going to have quite a bit of fun before his mates arrived.

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Shower

Posted by MONTED at 27,Aug,14 20:55

We had just been released from final formation for the weekend. It had been a long week, not unlike any other. We had spent the first few days in the field, then ended the week in the motor pool cleaning all of our gear, getting everything ready for inspection, and then put away to do it all again on Monday. All I had on my mind was get back to the barracks, shower, and kick back with a few beers. If we were adventurous, maybe we’d head into Savannah.

We got back to the room, Josh and I, and no sooner did he unlock the door did I yell out “shower dibs”, which was returned by him “Fuuuucker. Hurry up, I want to go see Maggie tonight.”

The barracks rooms were all pretty basic, three bunks, three wall lockers, a bathroom and small area in the middle for a table, or small entertainment center. Thankfully, we didn’t have a 3rd roomie, we could take advantage of the extra space. I grabbed a pair of shorts, a tee, and hopped into the shower.

The hot water felt so good after field exercises. Muscles get real sore from a road march with an m-60, or a SAW if you were lucky. I stood there for a few minutes and just let the water run down my chest. A hot tub would be great, but aching quads just needed the heat. I wasn’t ripped, by any means, but at just nineteen I was in some of the best shape of my life.

Another thing I was, as a 19 year old paratrooper, other than in good shape? Constantly horny. Normally I might wait till I was alone, but fuck that. Bathroom door open or not, I was all soapy and the combination of the hot water and my hands rubbing my quads, I felt my cock twitch a little. I was gonna have some fun. Slowly, just teasing myself a little, I started tickling my balls, just looking at my hardening cock.

"John, man, hurry up!" Rang out, snapping me back to reality, and as I jerked my head up I swore I saw Josh leave the doorway through the reflection in the mirror. The shower curtain wasn’t dawn all the way closed. Did he see me? Fuck. I mean we ALL did it. We even joked about it. That’s how we started leaving the door open. If you weren’t going to the the bathroom, just showering or shaving, you left it open so people wouldn’t bust your balls with the classic line, "What are you doing? Jerkin off?" And what the fuck, he probably knows I WAS.

Just then I looked down and saw that my cock was super hard now. Huh, I guess a little jitter was exciting. Oh well, a nice hardon is never a thing to waste, so I just decided to finish what I’d started.

Now I don’t know if all of us guys are the same, but I love looking at my cock. I’m not porn star long, but I’d always figured I was average or better. I did at times wish, if anything, I were a little thicker. But the head, mmm, when I’m hard, it just looks so good. And with my hand sliding up and down the length of my shaft, my other caressing my balls, god, for being alone, nothing feels better.

But I just had the feeling that I wasn’t alone. My fingers were wrapped tightly around my shaft, stroking really slow, I was savoring each deliberate pump. With my head bent down, looking at my hard cock, I swore I noticed some movement reflected in the half fogged mirror over the sink, out of the corner of my eye. All of a sudden, I was keenly aware of the pounding of my heart, a drum ringing in my ears. If I was excited before, at the thought of being seen, this was suddenly a whole new, crazy hot level.

This time, there was no flinch, if Josh was standing there, he knew what I was doing. And he wanted to see more. Careful not to lift my head as to give anything away, I slowly shuffled my feet, slowly turning. My hand still tightly holding my cock, I took a step back and leaned my back against the wall. I couldn’t help a slight shiver as I felt my wet back press up against the cool tile. Now, in this position, if there were any eyes peering, they’d see me completely. My stiff cock, my fingers, all covered in soap, wrapped around the throbbing shaft gently, but firmly sliding up and down…so very slowly.

Oh he was there alright. I ever so slightly lifted my head and I noticed a pair of black boots in the doorway. My god, what was I doing? Hell, what was JOSH doing standing there? He knew I was masturbating…and he wanted to watch me! I felt such an incredible rush, this was more intense than any video I had ever watched, any magazine I’d ever opened. My friend, my roommate was watching me stroke my rock hard cock, standing what, six feet away? At the same moment, a million things were racing through my mind, but I felt just one. God, being watched at that moment made every nerve ending in my cock flare more intensely than I’d ever remembered feeling.

I didn’t want to say anything. I didn’t even want to look him in the eye. But I wanted to push it just a little further. I wanted him to know that I knew he was there. I lifted my head just a little bit more, I wanted there to be no doubt that I knew he was watching me, that I was stroking now, just for him. My eyes raised just a bit, and that’s when I saw Josh there, rubbing a very prominent bulge in his bdu’s. As I saw that, I just closed my eyes, my head fell back and I let out a very long, and not very quiet groan as my hips pushed outward, my cock, harder now if possible, straining through my clenched fingers.

Obviously Josh was really enjoying what he was seeing. God, that just made it even hotter for me. To my knowledge, my straight roommate was watching me jerk, but he liked it so much that he was rubbing his own erection while standing there. I wasn’t done yet. Oh no, not yet. My back arched, my hand pumping hard now, I reached behind and slowly started to slide my fingers down my ass. I trembled, almost losing my balance as I felt my wet soapy finger brush over my tight hole. I heard Josh take a quick, ragged breath. I raised my eyes once again and saw him squeezing the outline of his cock through his pants, almost in time with my strokes. His gaze was squarely focused on the cock in front of him that clearly was hard for him.

Oh I was close now, all of this was too much. I could feel my balls drawing up tight. My stomach was quivering, as the water rolled down. All of the soap was washed away now, all that was there was my glistening, hard cock, seemingly getting thicker with each stroke. My other hand was cupping my balls and my breath was rapid and shallow, mixing with groans of pleasure. I stopped for a moment, squeezing tightly, I could feel the pulsing start. The thick veins pushed from the flesh of my cock. “Oh…oh god.” I gasped, barely able to breathe…I was slamming my fist up and down on my cock now…I could feel it starting…. Everything was gone, I couldn’t hear a thing. I stared, as I beat my cock, my hips thrusting forward to meet my hand as the first spray of cum burst from the head of my cock…the second jet found my waiting hand and felt it hit my fingers…instinctively I raised my hand to my face as my fingers wrapped around my cock were slick with cum. I continued to shoot as I sucked my juice from my fingers, moaning like a whore. I don’t know how long it lasted, but spurt after spurt erupted for my cock as I fucked my hand.

As it slowed down, I lifted my head to see Josh turn away from the doorway. God, what had just happened? Did I really put on a fuck show for my roommate? I grinned as I rinsed off. I shook my head in disbelief as I turned off the water and left the shower.

I came out of the bathroom about five minutes later to find an empty room. Josh had left. Huh. Well, at least it’s not awkward, I thought, barely a moment before I laughed out loud.

"He’s gonna go fuck Maggie u*********s."

The rest of the weekend went by without incident. Josh probably spent the whole weekend in Savannah with Maggie, while I stayed around post, not doing much of anything. Not that I was anxious to see anyone, really. All I kept thinking about was what was I gonna say when we saw one another? It’s not like I could pretend nothing happened. My roomate watched me cum for chrissakes. Heck, my roommate LIKED watching me cum.

I didn’t have much time to consider it, cause when he came back Sunday night, I saw him for a whole 45 seconds. As I was closing the door, I heard someone jogging up the stairs. When the echo stopped, around the corner came Josh, his pace slowing as he saw that he wasn’t alone. My mouth agape, about to spit out a hello, I was cut off with, “Hey, don’t lock that.”

"I totally forgot that I have duty tonight." was what I heard as Josh rushed by, the trail of air and the suddenness of the whole thing seemed to fluster me for a moment that I was barely able to mumble "Oh yeah, you’re gonna be late."

Quickly grabbing a gear bag, he turned over his shoulder shouting “You have a good weekend? Man, did I have a good one with Maggie.” he said, with an unmistakable ear to ear grin on his face. Wait, was I reading to much into that look? Slightly confused for a moment, I then realized I’d been standing in the same spot the whole time.

"I’ll catch you after work tomorrow, and tell you all about it." he said as he walked by me again, with a smaller smirk this time, and proceeded to trot back into the shadow, and down stairs.

The whole interaction was over just like that. Up, in, out, and down, with me still standing there, likely with a puzzled look on my face, but with and unmistakable hard cock in my shorts. “Oh he will, huh? I can’t wait till tomorrow.”

All day I walked around the motor pool either looking down at my watch, or looking over too where Josh would be working, if he were on. But pulling duty last night, he had today off. That lucky fuck, I thought, I’d trade a night on duty for a day off in a heartbeat. I wasn’t able to get much accomplished, thinking mostly about what I was going to do later on, only to come back to reality and need to distract myself when I started getting too turned on. In the army, it’s quite frowned upon to walk around amongst 100+ guys all day sporting a pants tent.

The moment that I was finished for the day, I was off like a shot back to the room. Screw dinner, I wanted to get back to see about a repeat performance of Friday night’s activities. Nervously excited, I was about to walk in the door as James was coming out of his adjacent barracks room. “Hey James,” I threw over my shoulder, momentarily pausing to be sure he heard me, “have you seen Josh around?”

To my disappointment, I heard his reply, “Yeah, he was headed out, I about an hour ago. He said was gonna grab some chow and then go play poker.” I closed the door, not even giving bother to reply. Dejected, I took myself one of the most boring showers of my life.

Toweling off, I sat down on the bed, and began wondering what I was gonna do that night. I glanced over to my nightstand to check the time, when I noticed my small my bottle of Johnson and Johnson’s baby oil staring at me. “Oh well, it’s just me and you k**.” I said looking down at my growing cock. I reached over,. grabbed the bottle, and lay back to enjoy myself for a bit.

To this day, just the scent of J&J brings with it a tingle down below. The sense of smell can just be so erotic, brining back fond memories of my exploring my sexual self. So slippery, it doesn’t dry out and get sticky, and when it mixes with my precum, oh how it feels just so good. Barely a few drops to start with, I began tracing the outline of my head. Just enough to make sure I stiffened up all the way. My other hand reached down between my legs and found my heavy balls, so full from daydreams of Josh.

What did Josh’s cock look like, I wondered? Was he cut, like I was? Or did he have a thick foreskin that his head would slowly peek through as he got hard? Mmmm, a little more oil now…just enough to coat my fingers. A nice, glistening sheen as I wrapped them around the base and slowly pulled my hand up, watching my straining head disappear into my fist. Josh had watched me, and loved seeing this hard cock. Damn.

Just as I released my grip for moment I heard a key slip into the lock of the door. Holy shit! Realizing that I wasn’t going to get myself out of this predicament, I turned my head to the side, away from the door. Hearing it open, I placed my hand back down to my balls.

I felt a soft cool breeze flow over my completely exposed frame, my cock involuntarily pulsed and bounced, and without hesitation I began to pick up where I had left off as I heard the door close. A tremble, a light shiver overcame me upon hearing the deadbolt click closed. Slowly I stroked my cock, sure to be holding straight up so Josh could see as much of it as he wanted. Slowly I drew my left knee up, exposing myself even more as I turned my head back in his direction.

Josh was slowly pulling the zipper down on his pants and then started fishing his hand into the front of his pants. My cock strained in my hand seeing this, and to my amazement he began slowly stepping toward the bed. This time it was my turn to be a touch shy. I turned my head slightly, keeping an eye on him as I just lay there, silently squeezing my engorged cock. Again, as the last time, he didn’t try to make eye contact. His eyes lustily feasting over my naked body, my mind raced with the thoughts of what I yearned for him to do next.

As he reached my bed I was shaking, and a combination of fear and excitement must have had my face a deep crimson. Not far, I I thought from the color of the head of my cock that I was teasing. Just then he paused, reached out, and took the baby oil from my nightstand. Too quickly, he turned and walked back to the other side of the room to sit, thought not before dropping his pants and briefs to the ground. Just barely, I caught a glimpse of his cock before he got comfy, his waist just out of sight.

You like what you see, don’t you? I thought as I returned my attention to my dripping cock. Reaching down I wiped up the small pool of precum off my belly and sucked it off my finger, not caring to be quiet in doing so at all. I heard him crack the bottle open and soon the unmistakable sound of a wet cock slapping up and down against a thick palm greeted my ears. Dear god, now he wanted to cum with me.

More than once I tried to prop my head up a little to watch him. Each time I did so he would quickly turn his head away, yet his tempo would increase. Fuck, he was so goddamn hot. His cock, maybe a touch shorter than mine was at least one and a half, maybe two times as big around as mine with balls that I would swear were made to be placed on my tongue. All I wanted to do right now was get on my knees in front of him and take as much of that cock in my mouth as I could. I’d always thought about it, never thought I’d act upon it, but damn I wanted to swallow him.

But I couldn’t move. No, not yet. I didn’t dare run the risk of ruining this. I didn’t even want to say a word, but I wanted to see him better. “I need more oil.” I half whispered, and more than moaned, as I let go of my cock. I did that as much to stop from cumming as I did to say that I couldn’t continue without it.

Slowly, hard cock in one hand, oil in the other, Josh walked over to me. I could hear his breathing, ragged, unsure, speed up as he neared the bed. Slightly turning, a hint of shyness perhaps?, he reached out and placed the wet bottle on the nightstand and stood there for a split second. As I reached out to take it, Josh turned to walk back and I froze. No, he wasn’t shy at all as he turned around, this time turning toward me instead of away. There was no doubt in his action, as he released the tight grip on his shaft so that I could a crystal clear picture of every hard, wet inch of that glorious cock. Inadvertently, I felt my tongue lick my lips as I drew a sharp deep breath of air seeing his thick, vein pulsing shaft just two feet from me. My eyes closed for a moment as I silently wished he’d take one small step forward and press the head of the cock to my eager lips.

I could just imagine what a little cock slut I must have looked like, all but begging him to let me taste his cock. Sadly no, I heard him again walk away. My eyes opened as I lay back again. I was happily surprised to see that Josh hadn’t gone back to sit now, but instead had positioned himself at the foot of my bunk. With legs spread, leaning slightly forward, I could see his knees press into the edge of my mattress. Oh yes, did I want to see him cum. And to be sure I got what I wanted, I was going to give him a show that would make him lose any and all control over his cock.

Wet and slippery hands trembling, I fumbled with the bottle, nearly pouring it’s entire contents onto myself. No matter, I wanted Josh to see me glistening, drenched. I wanted him to imagine what it would be like to rub up against my slick body. I felt the oil run over my balls, slowly drip down my ass. Feeling that erotic tickle, one hand caressing my balls the other reached even further down.

With my knees already drawn up, my hips slowly raised off the bed just a little as the tip of my finger gently caressed the tight wet hole that I felt clench in time with the pulse and bounce of my cock.
My head turned, a slight whimper escaped my lips and I teased my ass. My other hand was tight on my cock now, this was all just too much. Josh had lost any pretense of bashfulness and was groaning louder with each second that passed by. Achingly he was thrusting his cock into both of his hands now as he stared at my cock, breaking his gaze only to then watch me fingering my ass.

I could see that he was as lost in this as much as I was. Or maybe, perhaps as I, he was imagining what it would be like to replace my finger with his stiff cock. To slowly part my ass with his hands and slowly push that shaft deep into me. Whatever he was, or wasn’t thinking at that very moment, I could see his body was starting to tense up. He began to grunt as I heard an “Oh god, yes” rasp from his mouth.

I could barely breath as Josh began to cum. One finger in my ass, my other hand was pumping my aching cock as I watched Josh let loose with the first jet of cum, as I panted “yes, yesss.” The first strand landed me between my legs and I began to lose it as a wave of lust and pleasure began to flow over me. Movie like, I starred at him as he pumped a second load from the tip of cock, this time splashing down down on my calf. Throwing my head back, feeling his hot cum on my flesh, I felt my balls shoot the first load up through my throbbing shaft, exploding out of the head of my cock. The sound of Josh cumming, and shooting onto my leg caused me to cum as hard as I ever thought possible. My hips bucking, my ass clenching around my probing finger I felt cum hit my chin and shoulder. Mine I thought, Josh’s I wished, I greedily licked it up while continuing to pump my cock, emptying my balls. Good good, fuck me, I jerked my cock craving every drop of cum dripping onto my writhing body.

My strokes slowed, my body’s convulsions stopped while I still couldn’t take the sensitivity. I looked up as Josh, one hand cupping his balls, the other gently squeezed his softening cock with cum covered fingers, smiled at me. Then, slowly turning away, I could see him shrugged his shoulders.

"I’ve got to take a shower", he said softly, as he walked into the bathroom.

Smiling, while contemplating where this new experience might lead, I began to clean myself off, and get dressed. “Damn, I’m hungry.” I said to myself hearing the shower turn on. As I walked to the door, I turned my head over my shoulder, and caught a glimpse of Josh stepping into the shower. He drew the curtain closed behind him. I laughed silently as I closed and locked the door behind me, and headed off to the mess hall.

"Like he needed the shower curtain…"

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Interracial Lover.............................

Posted by MONTED at 27,Aug,14 20:07

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2 years ago, I lived in DC and found the bookstores and my first tearoom. As you might guess, the majority of the patrons were black guys, but they mostly were looking for other black men. My favorite dick is black and the low success rate at getting it frustrated me. I turned to finding a gay bar in a predominately black area and went there to try and score some big black cock to suck.

I got to the bar on a Friday night at 8:00. The place was busy already, with all black guys, and I didn't see any other white guys. I was encouraged and presumed that some of these guys surely like white meat. I browsed with my beer and tried to make suggestive smiles at every guy I made eye contact with. I was determined to get some black cock in my mouth. I wasn't getting any vibes or progress so I decided to get more aggressive. I approached any guy who appeared to be alone and offered to buy him a drink and make small talk. Very few guys responded and those that did gave me the feeling to bug off. I was getting rejected one after the other. It was about 8:45 and one guy showed me a glimmer of interest. He said he didn't need a drink and said, "you must be looking for some black dick white boy". Somewhat surprised, I said, "well yeah, I really would like to find some". He asked what I was into, and I told him that I love to give head. He said, "you like sucking black dick don't you boy"? I told him yes and he grinned a little. I was now becoming largely encouraged. He said to wait here and when he gets back from the bathroom, he is a friend with the owner and there's a private room that he is able to use. Relieved, I said, "sure, I'll be right here". As he went to the restroom I watched him thinking about my luck paying off. I kept fixed on the path back from the bathroom and on his way back, he stopped for a moment and chatted briefly with a couple guys. He wasn't gone long as I anxiously waited. He came back and said, "come on, lets go". I followed him towards the back and we soon entered a room and he shut the door behind me. It was dark but light enough that noticed several large glory holes on one wall. They were grouped together and I thought it strange that they were in a pattern like they were. My attention was only on sucking dick, and I gave no more thought about the holes. I later discovered they weren't glory holes.

I hurriedly knelt reaching for his zipper, and he went to work on it himself. While he worked his cock out of his pants, he told me to take off my shirt. I quickly did and tossed it aside in my hunger to get his meat. All ready now, he stepped to my crotch level face and presented me with a juicy limp 5" black uncut delicacy. I hungrily wrapped my dickloving lips around that yummy shaft and began my job getting it hard. I sucked him with loyal devotion and displayed my thanks to him for letting me get my gift. I made love to his cock and quickly got him rock hard and a good 8-1/2" long. I sucked and tightened my lips as I bobbed up and down his veiny shaft. This dick was exactly what I was hoping to find and I made sure he knew I was very grateful he allowed me to blow him. I sucked awhile and intermittently paused to lick all over the shaft and give it kisses. I even told him, "thank you so much. Your dick is perfect and I could suck it every day. I absolutely love it". He said, "yeah boy you suck that cock great. Back up to the wall so I can slide it in and out nice and slow". I backed to the wall and was now against the holes. He moved my head over slightly and started slowly pumping his boner in and out of my lips. I really liked his sensual pace and got lost in my passion. I was so engrossed in my head giving, I didn't notice until it was too late that a strap was through one hole, around my neck, and back through another hole. As I realized my restraint on my neck, I became deathly frightened. I stopped my attention on his dick and my face reflected my deep fear. I moaned out a loud mmmfh, but his dick in my mouth stopped my speaking. He said, "don't worry white boy, you said you wanted to suck some black dick and I'm just gonna give you what you asked for". He kept sliding in and out my mouth, and I now was completely not into the event. I was terribly frightened and he just kept gently fucking my face. As he pumped my mouth, the door opened and 2 guys came in and shut the door. They each took my wrists and secured them to a couple of the holes with straps and I was now totally restrained and intensely scared. The 2 guys opened their pants, pulled out their big dicks and moved towards my face as the first guy pulled out of my mouth. I started to ask what they're doing but a cock was put in my mouth too quickly. The guy I was now sucking said, "here you go white boy. Suck my black dick. Get that cock hard you cocksucker. You wanted black dick and here you go." He fucked my mouth while the other two were jacking off. I was still scared to death, but as his cock got harder, I started to get more into sucking him. I was slowly beginning to like the idea of having three nice dicks to suck. My interest shortly returned to enthusiasm, and the third guy stepped up to offer me his 9 incher. He was hard and I went right into my best to make his dick feel good. My acceptance was apparent now and he said, "yeah boy, you suck dick good. I know you love my big black cock in your pussy mouth. Yeah suck my dick. Show me how you love black cock boy". I was, I sucked him eagerly while he kept his cock in my face. "Yeah boy, oh yeah, you suck dick so good. Oh yeah baby, suck that cock".

I am very good at sucking cock, and all 3 of these tasty dicks were getting lots of appreciation from my lips. They rotated cocks in my mouth for 15 minutes or so and my jaw was feeling the stress. I couldn't do anything due to being tied up, so had to let them use my mouth however they chose. I have never taken a load in my mouth and started to worry that they were going to **** me to take theirs. My jaw was on autopilot and one of them started to spasm. I couldn't escape as he kept his cock stuck in my mouth. "Oh yeah boy, here it comes, take my cum you cocksucker". Moaning and jerking, he started rapidly stroking his dick as half of it was lodged in my mouth. I was helpless to stop him. He threw his head back and strained out, "oh yeah I'm gonna shoot, eat my cum boy. Ohh yeah". His dick started it's pulsing and his cum shot well into the back of my mouth. He kept groaning and his dick shot again. His load was collected on my throat and my natural reflex caused me to gulp. I felt his cum pass into my throat as another shot came from his dick. I was extremely resistant, but there was nothing I could do. His dick pumped a lot of cum and it was gathering in the back of my mouth and it seemed like it was never going to stop. As the warm cum pooled at my throat entrance, my reflex again forced me to gulp. This time, I felt a lot of cum go down and I could feel it on the walls of my throat. I had to gulp again and it was fully swallowed and going down my esophagus. He said, "yeah boy swallow that load. You needed that hot cum didn't you boy. Yeah cocksucker, eat my black cum." Hi dick was ending its explosion and his cum was coating my tongue as he worked his cock around my helpless mouth. I was now getting a full taste of his sperm and feeling it slightly stinging my throat. I had swallowed a big gulp of it and the taste was getting strong on my tastebuds. The salty flavor assaulted my senses and I had no choice but to receive it. He finally pulled his dick out and the first guy took its place right away. I now dreaded what was happening and realized I was going to be forced to eat all their cum. The first guy resumed fucking my sore jaw and I was despondent. Strong taste of cum in my mouth as well as feeling it in my throat, I was terribly regretting my actions.

The first guy used my mouth about 2 minutes and began his obvious start to orgasm. Again I could do nothing to stop him. He groaned forcefully while stroking his cock in my mouth just like the previous guy. I felt his dick shoot it's sperm into my innocent mouth. His spurts came rapidly in succession as my mouth quickly filled with another load of cum. He came with a big load also and the taste was nearly the same but less salty. At least this load was a little more tolerable to my tongue. After finishing his shooting, he kept his cock stuck in my mouth and said, "now swallow that cum boy. You know you love black men's cream so gulp it down now. Eat that hot cum and make room for Marcus's load now". "You bout ready to feed this cocksucker Marcus"? Marcus said, "yeah, working up a nice big load for that cumsucker" as he jacked off. Knowing that I had no choice, and fearing for my life, I conceded. With his dick still in my mouth, I swallowed two big gulps and felt his cum slide down my throat. He said, "yeah boy, you love eatin that hot cum. I told you I'd give you what you need boy. Take that load boy. Now Marcus here is gonna give you some more dick juice. I know you want it boy, and I'm gonna make sure he treats you right. Come on Marcus, this white boy is thirsty for some more hot cum". Marcus stepped up and the first guy pulled out. With my mouth empty, hoping for some type of rescue, I said, "please guys". But before I had a chance to say anything further, Marcus stuffed his cock in my pleading mouth. Marcus laughed and said, "hear that Derrick, white said please. He's so hungry for our juice that he's beggin for it. Don't you worry boy, you don't have to beg, I'm gonna feed you a nice hot load real soon. I promise". Again dejected, my lifeless mouth was pumped with a third black abuser. While Marcus worked up his load in my lips, Derrick opened the door to leave and another guy walked in. From the side, I could see I hadn't seen him before and I now became overwhelmed. Defenseless, I felt Marcus begin his shooting in my mouth. The new guy started stroking while Marcus pumped a very thick load from his tool. His cum continuously poured out like a stream and quickly covered my tongue. The taste was a little different again, and had a sort of sour twinge. Knowing what was inevitable and not wanting to prolong having to taste it on my tongue, I started swallowing as he was filling my mouth. As my throat muscles worked it down, he said, "that's it boy. Drink it up. Swallow daddy's cum boy". I ignored his humiliation of me and swallowed a few times to get his flowing cum out of my mouth. He persisted with, "oh yeah boy, drink up. Eat that big load you want so much. Yeah, that's it boy. You did good you cum eating pussy. Now since you were a good boy and was beggin me for my hot cum, Antonio here is gonna let you have his cum to eat. I know you can't wait boy, so let's get him over here to give you that dick cream that you are so anxious for. Come on Antonio, this white dicksucker needs some more black cum to eat". The guy came over and instead of attempting to protest when my mouth was dickless, I knew I again had no choice. Instead of speaking, I leaned my face to his crotch and my mouth got another hefty black dick to taste. I sucked him with hopelessness, and the door opened before Marcus was ready to leave. 3 guys stepped in and I knew I had made a tremendous mistake. Marcus left and now I had 4 black dicks wanting to share in the assault on me. I had to rotate between all 4 new cocks and suck each one for a few minutes. Like the previous hour, I was being forced to taste and swallow another big load of sperm. I ate a load from the first guy and one guy said, "lets give him 2 at the same time". One of them said, "I'm getting close". Another said, "me too". One of the two said, "open up wide boy". The two of them stepped up to my face. I knew I had to obey and I feared for my safety. They both were jacking fast and I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I tilted my head back, and stuck my tongue out as far as I could. One guy said, "yeah boy you want it don't you? Tell me how bad you want to swallow our cum boy". I submissively said, "please shoot your hot sperm all over my tongue. I am starving for your cum. Please shoot every drop of your cum in my mouth. I want you to pump the biggest load you have ever shot. I hope you aim good so every bit of your delicious cream gets in my mouth so I can taste it and feel it ooze down my happy throat while I swallow every delicious bit. I badly want to eat all your cum sir". Wow, I couldn't believe what I had said. I realized I went overboard, and was astonished at how eager I seemed. I knew I had to cooperate but questioned myself of what I just blurted out. I resumed my receiving position, and they both let go. Both cocks were at the edge of my tongue and rope after rope of cum was blasting in my wide-open mouth. The door opened while they simultaneously filled my mouth. I couldn't pay attention to the new assailants, and the 2 guys pumped a large volume while muttering things like, "oh this boy loves our hot cream. Eat it up you cum punk". They kept insulting as they relentlessly shot gobs of sperm straight in my mouth. Both seemed to shoot the biggest load I'd got so far and as it was subsiding, I could feel my mouth nearly half full. One guy stepped back and said, "look at that". Surrounded by about 9 guys now, I felt at the end of my rope. They all looked in awe at my mouth full of cum and I closed my mouth. Hoping that if I put on a good enough show, maybe they'd relent and let me go. I swirled the warm sperm around my mouth so they could see. After giving them a thorough show, I tilted my head against the wall and gulped with extra effort to let them see my throat swallow the cum. There was so much this time, I had to take 4 big gulps to get it all down and I felt like I needed to gag. Instead, I regrouped and smiled up at them as I licked my lips as if to reflect my delight. I certainly wasn't delighted, but I thought I needed to make them think I was. I was however feeling something different. I didn't feel as repulsed about it this time. The flavor was actually intriguing to me and I felt like it soothed me by feeling it slide down my throat. I could feel it going down my throat and I was actually enjoying how it felt. As degrading and threatening this all was, I was beginning to like the whole experience. The more I tasted the residue of sperm on my tastebuds, the more it tasted good to me. I even ran my tongue around my gums and teeth trying to get more flavor. As I did find some lingering tastes, I was enjoying it more by the second. Surprised at my change of heart, I regained focus to see all guys jacking their cocks as they each seemed to be allowing a reprieve for me. They just kept pumping for several minutes while I thought about being forced to swallow so many loads of cum, and trying to understand why I was now satisfied rather than frightened. My attention was caught as one guy began to show his pending orgasm. I looked to his dick and seen he had a rubber on. I was relieved. He moaned as I saw the tip of the rubber turn white with his sperm. As he settled down, another guy said, "hurry man, I'm gonna shoot". The guy who had just shot in the rubber, took it off and handed it to the guy who was ready to cum. The guy getting close, quickly struggled and put the rubber just over the end of his dick. Just as he got the rubber on, he began to shoot his load into it. Another guy said, "my turn". The rubber was switched to the third cock and was again pumped with another load. One after the other, each guy took the condom over the end of his dick and shot their sperm into it. The rubber was about one quarter full and bulging with the white cream after each of the 8 or 9 guys deposited their loads, and I started to catch on. During the filling of the sperm holder, about a half dozen more guys came in as they rotated in and out of the room. Every single man jacked off until he was adding his sperm to the growing package. The increasing number of cumloads grew the amount to around 3 inches deep of their many loads in the condom. As the last guy took it off, he came to me and held the rubber in my face. It was about 3" to 4" full of sperm and looked heavy. He said, "you want this don't you boy"? I raised my eyes to him and said, "yes I do. All that cum looks delicious. Will you please let me eat it"? With nothing said, he grabbed the full end, put the open end to my mouth, and I pursed my lips reaching for it. He smoothly raised the full end, and the massive loads came flowing out into my mouth. I kept my lips secure to the opening as my mouth filled. I moaned a signal that I was full and he backed the condom away. He understood my moan as I hoped he would, and when I looked, the rubber was still half full. My cheeks puffed and I swirled the multiple loads all around my mouth. The powerful taste was flooding my mouth and I kept running my tongue all through the creamy sperm loads. I was savoring it. I was now loving the taste and feeling of having my mouth full of all that cum. I swirled it around for a minute at least and I was hoping to get the succulent flavor to soak into my delirious taste buds. An hour previous, I was in fear for my life and abhorred at the thought. Now I was elated to have all that cum floating over my tongue. It was delicious beyond words. After thoroughly absorbing the flavor I now cherished, I calmly took gulp after delightful gulp until my throat had swallowed the entire mouthful. My eyes closed and serenity overcame me as I smiled warmly reeling with euphoria. Taking in my new obsession of being a cum eater, my mind returned to the current situation and I opened my mouth to display my wish to have the rest of that sperm. The stud holding the rubber said, "you want this load boy"? I pleaded, "oh yes please. It tastes so wonderful and I desperately want all you can treat me too". He put the challis to my mouth and gently poured the remaining cock juice onto my thankful tongue. Every morsel got in my mouth, as he didn't spill any of the nectar. With about half of the sperm that was left in the rubber, my mouth was once again packed full with marvelous loads of hot black men's cum. My delight increased more while I adored my mouthful of these guys sperm. Like before, I explored it entirely and soaked up all the flavor for my grateful tongue to save. Once again I graciously gulped until every precious drop of the cum flowed down my throat. The rubber was placed on my lips and I sucked it in as he pushed it until it was inside out in my mouth so I could clean out the residue it held. I made a point to not swallow these remnants so the flavor would stay in my mouth a long time.

The men must have been satisfied with their abuse of me because they released my bondage and told me to get lost. I now had a never ending thirst for loads, but had been fed so many loads that I didn't want to push my luck. I gathered myself and left with a feeling of incredible pleasure. My stomach was holding gobs of sperm and my mouth was exhilarated with the lingering taste of it. The adventure changed into my best experience ever and would plan more multiple feasts of sperm.

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Making the best of a bad situation? ..........Just a fantasy

Posted by MONTED at 27,Aug,14 19:22

Frank, the division manager, called me into his office. He and I had gotten fairly close over the years. My wife, Julia, and I had gone out to dinner with him and his wife a few times, and we had been to parties at each other's houses.

“Shut the door,” he said. “Come, sit down.”

I did, and he just stared at his desk. This wasn't good.

“Frank, what's ....” I began.

“Look, Mike, I don't know how else to tell you this. I just got off a conference call with corporate. Those shit-heads are closing down the Michigan operation, and moving other stuff around. 'Cost-cutting and efficiency measures' they called it. Apparently, they've been planing this for months. They told me that you and your entire department are done. I'm sorry.”

“I have to transfer?” I asked.

“They said re-location of employees is expensive, especially in a shitty real estate market. The damn bean-counters call the shots in this company, so very few people are going to move from one operation to another. Every facility is having one or more departments eliminated, and only a few guys are getting offered transfers. You're not one of them.”

“What the fuck? I'm getting canned?”

Frank wouldn't look at me, but he nodded his head.

“Effective when?”

“The end of the month. Mike, I'm so sorry. None of us division managers saw it coming.”

“The end of the month? That's less than three weeks away! What the hell am I supposed to tell my people?”

“We'll work on that tomorrow. Right now, I want you to go home. I'll tell your secretary there was a family emergency or something. I don't know what else to say, Mike. I wish there was something I could do.”

It took me a while, but finally I said, “I know you do. I'm going to take you up on that offer of the afternoon off. Tell Sandy my lunch didn't agree with me. She and the gang can take care of stuff for the rest of the day.”

“Okay,” Frank said. The poor bastard looked like he wanted to cry.

It's a good thing there are no windows on the side of the building where I parked. People would have called the guys with the very long sleeved jacket to come and get me if they had seen me sitting in my car, cursing like a raging madman, and pounding my fists on the steering wheel. **** fucking years I gave to this company, pretty much my entire adult life, and they're throwing me out like a used tampon!

After a while, I got myself calmed down enough to drive home. I needed a drink and some good loving.

Julia would be home doing the same thing she always did on nice afternoons when she didn't teach a class at the university. She'd be out back by the pool, working on her all-over tan.

“Yeah, that's it!” I thought. “I'll park on the street and sneak into the house. I'll make us drinks, strip, and go out and surprise her. We'll see where things go from there.”

In the kitchen, I had just gotten some glasses out of the cabinet when I heard something from outside. It sounded like Julia. I couldn't imagine who she was talking to, so I thought it would be a good idea to see who was out there before I dropped my pants. I walked to the patio door.

Things hadn't been at their best between us lately, but marriages go through periods like that. Maybe I'm not the brightest bulb in the chandelier. I was completely unprepared to hear my wife moaning to my older ****, “Fuck me harder!”

I have no idea how long I stood there watching him pound her, but for some reason I didn't move or make a sound until it was obvious they had both cum. Then, I opened the door.

Grabbing for his clothes, my **** stammered, “Mike! Holy shit! Look, man, it's not what you think!”

My naked wife sat up, my ****'s cum oozing out of her. “Be quiet, Sean, of course it's what he thinks.” Turning to face me, she said, “I'm in love with him. What should we do about that?”

For a second, I seriously considered which kitchen knives I was going to use on them, but then I decided that wouldn't be such a good idea. Instead, I said, “This is the icing on the fucking cake! The shit-heads at corporate down-sized me out of my damn career today, along with my entire staff. I come home and find my goddamn **** fucking my wife. What's next?”

“I didn't want to do it this way, but I want a divorce,” the woman I learned about love with in high school twenty years earlier said.

“Good idea! I'll call you this weekend and maybe come over so we can start working out the details. I'm gonna go pack some clothes. Oh, and Sean? Fuck you. Don't make the mistake of being here when I come downstairs,” I said, walking back into the house.

I spent the rest of the month in a motel, going to the office to finish projects and transfer files to the division that would be taking over our workload. At night, I e-mailed resumes and drank. It wasn't pretty.

When my job ended, I looked for a less temporary place to live. “Loft efficiency apartment,” the listing said. Yeah, well, it was basically a room above someone's garage. Two burner stove, tiny fridge, ridiculous bathroom (when I sat on the toilet, my one knee was against the tub and the other against the sink), and a price I couldn't pass up. There was enough room, if I did it just right, to bring all my clothes here, if I was willing to move boxes and suitcases around a couple of times a week. It was a monthly rental, and I was sure I'd get a good job and be able to afford a decent place in no time.

That didn't happen.

Severance pay doesn't last forever, and I sure as hell didn't want to think about having to live on unemployment while paying my ****-sucking divorce lawyer. After spending two months running to interviews, I started working through a temp agency.

That's how I met Yazhi. The first time I worked with her, I spent a lot of time trying not to stare. It wasn't that she was wearing slutty, revealing clothes. We were doing office temp work, and she was dressed appropriately, in a crisp white blouse and a charcoal gray skirt. Maybe it was her hair that first attracted me. It was coal black, waist length, and held back from her face with a large turquoise and silver clip. This exotic-looking girl was a perfect specimen of Native American womanhood.

The second time I worked with her, we took our morning break at the same time. “I remember you from that job a few weeks ago, don't I?” she asked.

“Yeah, how are you doing?”

“Pretty good for a temp worker,” she laughed, holding out her hand. “I'm Yazhi. Yazhi Sullivan. What's your name?”

“Mike O’Connor. Irish as you can get.”

“Yeah, I kinda though so with the curly red hair and freckles.” she grinned.

“The kids in school called me Ronald McDonald.”

“Oh, childhood nicknames! I was the only Native American in my class in elementary school. They called me Pocahontas. But she was Algonquin. I'm Navajo.”

“With a name like Sullivan?”

“I'm divorced. I married outside the tribe.”

“What did you do before you signed up with the temp service?” I asked.

“My last real job was as a middle-school English teacher. That was almost two years ago. I'm not going back to teaching. What about you?”

“I was a quality-control engineer. My company down-sized.”

“Are you married?” she asked.

“Almost divorced. The day I got canned, I came home to find my wife having sex with my ****.”

“Ouch!” Yazhi exclaimed.

“Yeah, well, you have to move on.”

“Speaking of moving, we'd better move our asses back to work,” she said.

It was fun watching hers, following her out of the lunch room.

Yazhi and I took our breaks together for the rest of the week. By Friday, I had worked up the courage to ask her out. “Wanna get a drink after work?” I offered.

“Sure, but I don't drink and drive.”

“I don't really either,” I said.

“Come to my place. My housemate will be at work. We can just hang out until you think you're legal to drive. I make damn good coffee.”

“Okay.” We exchanged numbers and addresses, and agreed that I would pick up a pizza on the way to her place.

She lived in an area of the city that I didn't know very well, so when I turned onto her street, I was surprised to see that it was an area of upscale condos and single homes -- much nicer than I had expected. Her house was one of the smaller ones, but it still looked expensive. I checked the address again.

Yep, this was the place. Interesting. I knew she must be earning about the same wage I was, but even without lawyer fees, I could never have afforded something like this, even with a housemate.

Yazhi opened the door as I was coming up the walk. She looked magnificent, dressed in a cropped orange tank top and tight, high-waisted white shorts. The bright bits of cloth contrasted beautifully with her rich, sun-darkened skin. Her nearly straight black hair was hanging loose, wisps of it falling carelessly around her face.

“Hey, Big Red!” she called.

I felt a slight rush of **** to my cheeks. “Big Red” was the other nickname some of the kids started calling me when I got to middle school. I had always been a large ****, the tallest and bulkiest in my class. The football coach took one look at me and demanded that I sign up for the team. Most people assumed my nickname was because of my stature. For some, I'm sure it was, but the name started the first day I changed in the gym locker room in front of my teammates. I'm one of those ninety-ninth percentile guys.

That actually presented some problems for me. Even though my physical development was always a couple of years ahead of the rest of the guys, I was the last one in my group to lose my virginity. Why? The girls I got to touch me were scared of the damned thing.

“Come on in,” Yazhi said, holding the door for me. As I walked past her, I caught a hint of desert flowers and spice. I'm used to women wearing cologne of some sort, but this aroma was heady, even though it was very light. She smelled as exotic as she looked.

Her living room was furnished with an eclectic mix of modern and American primitive furniture. There was a large Navajo rug displayed over the sofa, a bison skull on the wall over the fireplace, and a traditional ceremonial headdress in a large display case in one corner of the room.

“Let's eat in the kitchen,” she said. “Follow me.” Her slender brown legs were topped by a taut, athletic looking little ass that didn't jiggle a bit as she moved gracefully away.

The kitchen was a sharp contrast to the living room. The rich, earthy colors there were replaced here by stark white walls, dark granite counter-tops, and stainless steel and black glass appliances. There was no color anywhere -- just shades of gray. There were a few black-and-white nature photos in black frames on the walls. Even the table was chrome and smoked glass, with chrome and black leather chairs. Floor-to-ceiling windows displayed a lush garden beyond the deck.

“Beer or wine?” she asked as she put slices of pizza on plates and carried them to the table.

“Beer, please.”

“Oh good. I know some people like wine with their pizza, trying to act Italian, but I'm about as American as a girl can get. Beer it is,” she said with a smile.

“This is a terrific place,” I said, between bites of my second slice.

“Thanks. My housemate let me take charge of decorating the common areas. She has no taste in decor,” Yazhi laughed. “But I have to give her credit. She was the one who found the place. The back yard was what got us to sign the papers Look at the privacy fence! We tan out there all the time.”

“What does your housemate do?” I asked. I was still wondering how these women could afford this house.

“She's a model. Does some acting and stuff.”

“Really?”

“Wanna see her picture?”

“Sure.”

Yazhi grabbed her phone off the counter and pulled up an image. “Here she is,” she said, handing the phone to me. The screen showed a stunning blond, her long wavy hair arranged to just barely cover the nipples on a pair of naked, large, firm-looking breasts.

“Whoa,” I breathed. I don't have a very good poker face.

“She's pretty, isn't she?” Yazhi asked.

“Yeah.”

“You can look at the next picture too.”

I swiped my finger over the screen, and was greeted by a picture of Yazhi, her back turned toward the camera, completely nude and smiling over her shoulder while her housemate, equally naked, stood with her hand on the Navajo girl's slender ass. Some care had gone into this pose. Arms, hands, and hair were positioned in such a way that the camera only caught large expanses of beautiful pale or bronze skin, almost, but not quite, exposing either girls' nipples or genitals. It looked like the picture was taken on the back deck of this house.

“Holy shit,” I muttered.

“I thought you might like that one,” Yazhi giggled, grabbing her phone away.

“Uh, yeah! You ladies are both stunning. She's a model, huh? What does she do? Swimwear?”

“Some, and lingerie. And other stuff.”

“Other stuff?”

“Yeah.”

“What other stuff?” I asked.

“Nude. Adult photos.”

“Really?”

“Does that bother you?” Yazhi asked.

“Should it?”

“No, it shouldn't, but some people don't approve.”

“Screw that” I said. “If a girl has been blessed with a beautiful body, I think it's great if she's willing to show it. I guess it pays pretty well,” I said, gesturing around the room.

“Most of the money comes from acting.”

“What kind of stuff does she do? TV?” I asked.

“No, movies,” Yazhi answered.

“Oh yeah? I don't think I recognize her. What has she done?”

“Some indie films, and some other stuff. More pizza?”

“I'm good. Those were big slices.”

“Are you kidding me? You're a big guy. Hell, I ate two slices!” Yazhi laughed. “Oh well, I'll have to do an extra five minutes each on the treadmill and the Bow-flex tomorrow.”

“You have a Bow-flex?” I asked.

“It was my housemate, Ingrid's idea, but once I read up on it, I agreed to go halves with her. I'll show it to you later. Want another beer?”

I glanced at my watch. “Yeah, I guess I can have one more.”

“So can I. I'll just do my penance tomorrow,” she said ruefully. “We can take our beer into the living room. The plates will wait.”

She grabbed two beers from the fridge and walked back into the living room. When I followed her, she said, “Let's sit on the couch.” She kicked off her sandals, and sat with her legs tucked under her, facing me. “So who is Big Red, really?”

“I was born about twenty miles from here, went to the State University's local campus, and got a job near where we've been working. My high school sweetheart went to the same University, and we got married right after graduation. She went on and got her PhD, and teaches there now. I had a good job until I got canned. I told you what else happened that day.”

“That sucks, Mike. So you've been doing temp work ever since?”

“Yup. I have a bachelor's degree in manufacturing engineering, but the few jobs that are out there that don't require advanced degrees go to whiz-kids with wet ink on their diplomas. There aren't any jobs for middle-aged quality-control managers.”

“You're not middle-aged! How old are you?”

“How old do you think I am?”

“Maybe I should put you on the treadmill and the Bow-flex to find out,” she teased.

“I never tried a Bow-flex. I used to go to the gym every day on my way home from work. Now it's just running in the park and free-weights in the apartment.”

“It's paid off,” she said, giving me the once-over. “Okay, the body is saying late-twenties, but the things you've said tell me you're older.”

“I'm thirty-eight. If I live to be seventy-six, that's middle-aged. That's too old for an entry-level job, which is all I'm qualified for.”

“Age discrimination is ****. Trust me, I know all about discrimination,” Yazhi said.

“I've heard some horror stories about the reservations,” I replied.

“Reservations are a lot like white-trash trailer parks or black ghettos. I never lived on one. Neither did my parents. My father is a surgeon and Mom is an orthodontist. They both do pretty well.”

“So, tell me more about Yazhi Sullivan.”

“Okay. We'll start with age. I'll be thirty in a couple of months.”

“I don't believe it,” I said.

“Thank you, but it's true. I have a bachelor's in secondary English education, and was working on my master's when I lost my job. Since I can't go back to teaching, I've been working through that temp service. I know what you mean about the job market.”

“You said you're divorced?”

“Yes,” Yazhi answered. “I got married right out of high school, which pissed my parents off properly. They didn't like him at all. Dad used to call him 'the stupid white boy.' They wouldn't have liked him regardless of his race though, because he was trash, but I was too young to see it. When I figured it out, I divorced him and went to college.”

“How long have you known your housemate?” I asked.

“Ingrid? It seems like forever. We were friends in school, but she hated the guy I married. We lost touch, and then we ran into each other again a few years ago.”

“You said she does some acting?” I asked.

“Yeah, but also some still photo glamor shot stuff. That's where she is tonight.”

“You must be really good friends,” I said.

“We are.”

“I mean, to let you live here and decorate the place.”

“Both our names are on the mortgage, and we split all the bills fifty-fifty.”

“Oh, I'm sorry.”

“Mike, temp work is what I do to keep myself active in the mainstream job market. It's my “mad money” not my only source of income. Ingrid and I do some work together.”

“You're a model?”

“Yeah. I started as a toddler. I was the perfect little Indian **** to dress up in traditional costume and pose with some sun-dried old guy for tourist postcards. As I got older, I did some fashion shoots for teen clothing catalogs that were trying to be racially inclusive. Being Native American got me some jobs, and kept me from others.”

“I still can't get over the idea that you're twenty-nine years old,” I said.

“I was a small baby, and I've always been kind of small-statured. That's even what my name means: 'little one.' It's actually been a blessing. I kept working with those teen catalogs until I was twenty. Then I finally filled out a little and got into some swimsuit modeling and other work.”

As she was talking, I imagined what she might look like in a nice little micro-bikini.

“You wanna see the rest of the place? I'll show you the Bow-flex”

I followed her out of the living room and up the steps. The wide stairwell repeated the primitive/native theme of the living room.

“That's Ingrid's room.” Yazhi pointed through an open door into a huge bedroom decorated in pastel shades, dominated by a king-size canopy bed. “And this is the fitness room,” she said, opening the door to a smaller room with a tanning bed, treadmill, and the fancy exercise machine. “This is where I'll be tomorrow, undoing the damage of pizza and beer. Let me show you how the Bow-flex works.”

“Okay.”

She made a few adjustments to the machine and did a few repetitions of an exercise that was intended to tone her abs, but that also had the effect of causing the hem of her top to rise. I wasn't sure where to look -- at the delicious-looking camel-toe displayed in her tight, white shorts, or the exposed curve of the bottom of her breasts. The bright orange fabric was pulled taut over her nipples, which became more prominent with her every movement.

This woman had a phenomenal body. She knew it, I knew it, and my cock sure as hell knew it. I wondered how long I would be able to stare at her before my erection became too noticeable.

She jumped up and made some changes to the equipment, and then lay down on her belly to do some leg work. Hooking her heels under a padded bar, she worked the healthy-looking muscles of her calves, thighs, and ass. Her ass. God!. With the position she was in, her shorts strained to contain those flexing curves, and the cleft between her lips was obvious.

After a few repetitions of that exercise, she looked over her shoulder at me. Her gaze went right to my crotch.

“Maybe you could come over some morning and work out with me. I'd love to show you all this contraption can do. It can be adjusted to provide the right resistance for a smaller woman like me, a larger woman like Ingrid, or a big strapping hunk like you.”

“Sounds like fun,” I said.

She got off the machine and smiled at me. “Now for the last stop on our tour, my sanctuary.”

We walked across the hall into a large room painted the color of unglazed red clay pottery. On the far side was a huge bed. The walls were decorated with professional-looking photos of Yazhi.

In one, she was dressed like a naughty schoolgirl, her hair gathered into a high pony tail. She wore black patent leather shoes, white ankle socks, and a tiny pleated plaid skirt. An unbuttoned white blouse and her school tie barely covered her breasts. Her lips were puckered into a kiss, and she was making a come-hither motion with her one finger.

Another showed her in a short buckskin vest and matching loincloth, neither one of which did much to hide her. Her one hand was raised to shield her eyes from the sun, and she was posed near a traditional hogan with a partially finished rug stretched on a frame outside.

There was a group of pictures of her with Ingrid. One was similar to the shot she had shown me on her phone, with the two of them nude and posed so that the good bits were out of view. Some others were not as modest. Yazhi saw me staring at them.

“Go ahead and look. I'm not ashamed, and it's not like others haven't seen them,” she said.

I walked over to the wall and studied the photos. Both girls were stunning. There was a picture of them standing nude, side by side, holding hands. Ingrid was a bigger girl than Yazhi, with large breasts standing proudly on her firm body, and a completely shaved pussy. Yazhi seemed short by comparison, her slender legs parted to reveal a small clipped patch of black curls above her sex, her long black hair draped over her one pretty breast, leaving its partner exposed.

The next photo was a head shot of the girls kissing, tongues against each other.

The last three photos showed them on a bed, naked again. In one, Ingrid was on her back, and Yazhi was lying partially on top of her. They were locked in a kiss, Yazhi's one hand on her roommate's ample breast, and Ingrid's hand on the Navajo girl's ass. Another showed Ingrid kneeling between her friend's spread legs. Both girls had dildos in their hands, which appeared to glisten with moisture. The last shot showed Ingrid on her hands and knees, her head thrown back in an expression of ecstasy, while Yazhi knelt behind her, her face buried in the blond's ass.

“Those are what got me fired from my teaching job. Someone mailed those pics to the school board. At my dismissal hearing, every one of the men had copies of the photos spread out in front of them, and not one of them would look me in the eye. They probably all went home and jerked off afterward.”

I was sure she was right. That was definitely what I would be doing when I got home. “You and Ingrid are lovers, then?” I asked, **** myself to turn away from the pictures to look at her. She was standing at the edge of her bed.

“Not really. It's what the photographer wanted. I mean, yeah, we play, but I prefer men. Come here. Let me show you what I mean.”

Almost in a trance, I walked over to her. She pulled me in for a kiss. It was gentle at first, tentative, exploratory, but it didn't stay that way for long. My hands held her by her shoulders, but soon strayed down to cup her gorgeous ass. She pressed her body against me.

“I can feel your cock. Let me see it,” she breathed, pushing away from me. “Take your clothes off.”

When I took off my last piece of clothing, my badly tented boxers, my penis stood up to greet her.

“Oh my God, you are a big boy, aren't you?” she asked, her obsidian eyes flashing with excitement. She knelt to cradle it in her hand and licked the tip. “There's no way in hell I can swallow all of that, but I'll do what I can.”

Her tongue played along my length for a while, licking up the pre-cum that began to leak from me. Then she took me in her mouth, her one hand wrapped around the base of my shaft and her other hand on my balls. She began to suck me deep and hard. My God, she was good at this!

I pulled her top up to play with her breasts. They were a wonderful size, looking large on her trim body, but still fitting perfectly in my hand.

She stopped bobbing her head on my cock, and began to jack it expertly. Looking up at me, she asked, “Do you like my boobs?”

“Hell, yeah!” I moaned.

“Please keep playing with them. You can be a little firm with the nipples if you like. Now, are you going to cum for Yazhi?”

She didn't wait for an answer. She took me as deep in her mouth as she could, bouncing me repeatedly off her throat. What didn't fit between her lips was getting the royal treatment from her one hand, while my balls were getting fondled by the other. I wondered how long I could last.

When I started pulling on her nipples, she went wild on me. Sucking, licking, jacking, using every trick in the book. It was her moaning with my cock against her throat that pushed me over the edge.

“Gonna cum! Ungh, ungh, UNGH!” I grunted.

The first blast went in her throat, and she gulped it down. Then she pulled me almost out of her mouth, wiggling her tongue back and forth on the underside of my helmet, letting me see my spunk fill her. When I was done, she swallowed hard, and took me back between her lips, sucking, licking, urging any last drops to coat her tongue. I thought my knees would buckle.

“That was the first time you've cum for a while, wasn't it?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I panted.

“Thought so. You came a lot. It was good, but kinda thick. I bet the next load is going to feel real nice in my pussy. Come to bed with me.”

I couldn't believe my good fortune. This incredibly hot chick just swallowed my load, and now she wants me to fuck her. Maybe my luck was turning around.

She pulled down the bedspread, which resembled an oversized Navajo rug, to reveal gold-colored satin sheets. “Undress me,” she said.

I pulled her orange tank top the rest of the way off and stopped for a moment to admire her breasts. Tiny nipples, not much bigger than mine, were ringed by areola the color and size of an old penny. As boobs go, they were fairly modest-sized, but on this small native goddess they were perfect. I cupped the left one in my hand and sucked on her firm nipple.

“I want you to do things to my pussy, Mike,” she hissed.

“Good,” I mumbled, teasing her nipple with my teeth.

“Do you have condoms with you?”

That stopped me dead in my tracks. “No. I didn't think I'd need any. I didn't expect to be doing this tonight.”

“I don't have any that will fit you,” she said. “I thought all single guys carried rubbers.”

“I normally don't need them. I haven't been with anyone but my wife since we got married. When we found out she couldn't get pregnant, I stopped thinking about condoms.”

“I'm on birth control. That wasn't my concern, if you know what I mean. You don't have to worry about me, by the way. I just got my latest health screening back and it's all good. Besides, you were already in my mouth.”

“Okay.” This is not something middle-aged sorta-married guys think about.

“So, get me naked. Get me naked and fuck me. Please.”

I picked her up and lay her on the bed. When we moved so we were in the center, she lifted her hips so I could pull her tight white shorts off. Unlike the images on the wall, she was clean-shaven now. There was a small, detailed tattoo on her mound.

She saw me looking at it, trying to figure it out. “It's a squash blossom design. I'll explain it to you sometime.”

As I said, I'm an Irishman. This sun-darkened bronze goddess looked almost feral to me, her long black hair strewn across the pillows, black eyes flashing, dark nipples pointing to the sky, and moisture glistening on her naked lips. “Yazhi, I want to taste you first.”

“I love it when a man says that,” she laughed, parting her legs to welcome me.

She had a piercing in her navel, with a little silver and turquoise pendant. When I lifted it with my tongue, she whimpered, and I gave her a playful grin. I kissed lower, across her tattoo, and down onto her copper lips. That's when I recognized a portion of the scent I had first noticed when she met me at the door. The desert flower scent was her!

I licked her lips gently, teasing her a little. Her aroma was unusual, like nothing I had smelled before, and her taste was the same. Before I got married, I did a little exploring, but I never tasted a girl like this. I really wanted to tongue-fuck her.

Pulling her lips apart with my fingers, I curled my tongue and entered her.

“Good God! What are you doing?” she squealed.

“Tongue fucking you.”

“You can curl your tongue?”

“Uh huh.”

“Mmmmm,” she moaned.

She was getting wetter, and her taste was stronger, wilder, more primitive. When she came, I couldn't keep up. Spots of her nectar darkened the gold fabric under her. As she gathered herself, she gasped, “Oh my God, Mike! Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?”

“I don't know.” I could feel my face getting red. “I just like to do it.”

“Do you fuck that well?”

By this time, I was very hard again. My cock heard her question and answered it with a glistening thread of pre-cum joining her moisture on the sheet.

“That's what I was wondering,” a female voice said from the doorway. “You didn't tell me you were taking an audition tonight.”

“Hi, Ingrid,” Yazhi said.

I was already off her and scrabbling for the sheet to cover myself before Yazhi identified our intruder. Holy shit. Busted by the roommate. That hadn't happened to me since college!

“Don't cover up, stud. I want to see you, too.”

“Ingrid, meet Mike. Mike, Ingrid.”

“Damn, girl, you can pick them, can't you? He's got a nice build on him,” the blond said.

“Take a look at this,” Yazhi said, yanking the sheet off me to reveal my now-shrinking cock. “You should see this thing hard.”

“To hell with that. That's for the cameraman. I don't want to just look at it,” Ingrid said as she started to strip.

My head was spinning. A pizza and beer date with a co-worker had turned into some amazing oral sex, and I had thought I was going to fuck her. Now, her busty, sexy housemate is taking off her thong. Before I could just accept my blessings, I blurted out, “What's this about a cameraman and taking an audition?”

“There's no camera. This isn't an audition,” Yazhi said.

“Why not?” Ingrid chuckled, walking around the bed, studying me.

“Wait a minute. What's going on here?” I asked.

“I didn't tell him,” Yazhi said.

“Didn't tell me what?”

“Oh shit,” Ingrid giggled.

“Mike, look around you,” Yazhi sighed. “Catalog models and indie film actresses don't live in places like this. Even nude models don't make this kind of money. The money is in film. Ingrid and I have been adult actresses in movies for years. We've started our own production company, Squash Blossom Films.”

“You girls are porn stars?

“We're porn producers, now, too, and we're looking for talent. That's what I thought was going on,” Ingrid laughed.

“No, Bigmouth, I was just horny,” Yazhi explained. “This is the guy I was talking about from that temp job. He asked me out for a drink tonight, but I invited him over for pizza and beer instead. I started flirting with him. Then I saw his cock, and it was all over.”

“How big does it get?”

“I'll let you figure it out,” Yazhi said, pulling her now-naked housemate to her and sticking her tongue in her mouth. They made out for a while. It had the same effect on me as it would on most guys.

Ingrid noticed. “Wow! Look at that thing!”

“Told ya,” Yazhi said. “Mike, I hope you're not mad. Will you still fuck me? Or do you look down on me now?”

“No,” I said. “No, honestly, I understand your question, but no, I'm not looking down on you. You're still you.”

“Okay. Well, then, this can be a wild night of crazy sex. If you're interested, we can talk business over breakfast,” she said, straddling me. “Is it okay if Ingrid stays here?”

“Yeah,” I said, admiring the tall blond's bare, juicy-looking pussy.

Yazhi rubbed my cock over her wet sex. “Is it okay if Ingrid joins in?”

“Hell, yeah!”

“Great!” Ingrid said. She climbed up on the bed, lay on her elbows next to us, and grabbed my cock. As she jacked it, she licked her friend's pussy lips. “Mmmm, Yazhi, you're nice and wet. Do you like the way she tastes, Mike? That's herbs in her diet.”

“That's ancient Navajo medicine, passed down to me by my great-grandmother on her deathbed. I told you before, it doesn't work on un-enlightened Northern Europeans. Why don't you see if you can get that big mouth of yours all the way down on our new friend?”

Ingrid turned and engulfed my cock, **** herself onto it until her nose was mashed flat against my belly. Blinking, she pulled off me, gulped some air, and did it again, leaving my entire cock dripping with saliva. “Oh, sweetie, you're gonna give me a ride on that thing for sure,” she laughed.

“Later,” Yazhi said, lining herself up to accept me.

Back in my wilder days, during my on-again-off-again relationship with the girl I would eventually marry, I had sex with some pretty hot girls. A few times there was more than on girl in my bed, but this was like nothing I had ever done before. This woman I was about to fuck was a porn star! That meant that, in addition to being hot, she would probably be talented and expressive, and would at least give me the impression that she was having fun.

Unfortunately, she'd probably be loose enough that a London bus could make a U-turn inside her.

Wrong. Partially.

I was right about the first part. The sight of this desert goddess poised above me, her sopping wet sex ready to be impaled on my spit-slick cock was insanely erotic. Just the way she went about positioning herself to accept me, her black eyes sparkling, was one of the most sensuous things I had ever seen. Again, I wondered how long I would last.

The part I was wrong about was the way she felt. The head of my cock mashed against her for a second, almost as thought her labia didn't want me inside. They gave way grudgingly, allowing me access to a narrow, hot, wet velvet tunnel. As she lowered herself, she moaned and gasped with every inch we came together. It took a while, and she made it worth it. Finally, she was sitting on me.

“Damn, that looked nice!” Ingrid giggled.

“You should feel it!” Yazhi grunted. She put her hands on my chest and said, “You're big, Mike. I hope you can last a while.”

She rode me slowly at first, long strokes, sometimes leaning down to kiss me or to let me suck her nipples, and other times sitting straight up or leaning back, steadying herself with a hand on my thigh while she played with her clit.

That's how she started to cum. Maybe it's a guy thing, or maybe it's just me. I can almost always tell when a girl is ready to have an orgasm. Julia and I discovered sex together in high school, and she's the only woman I had been with since I said, “I do.” But, as I said, I had my share of partners in college. I haven't been wrong about a girl's orgasm often.

I wasn't wrong this time. Yazhi started to moan louder. A lot louder. Her fingers moved faster on her clit, and she started riding me hard, fast, almost violently. Her pussy, wet from the start, began to flow. When her climax hit her full ****, the pulsing of her walls on me would easily have taken me with her, if I hadn't cum hard less than a half hour before.

She pulled herself upright and then lowered herself onto my chest, still moving her hips a little, front and back and side to side, pulsating on me, massaging me. Keeping me hard, feeling phenomenal, but not getting closer to losing it. Amazing.

“Are you gonna finish that, or can I have some,” Ingrid asked.

Yazhi started to giggle. She raised herself up so she could look at me, her forehead damp with lust. “Would that be okay, Big Red?”

“Yeah.” I really needed to see a shrink if this turned out to be a dream.

Yazhi peeled herself off me, bouncing a few times on my still hard cock before rolling to the side. “All yours, girlfriend,” she said to Ingrid, who had been fingering herself and moaning the entire time Yazhi and I went at it.

Ingrid quickly climbed on top of me, kissing me hungrily and rubbing her wet sex on my cock. “I'm gonna fuck you now, Mike. When was the last time you fucked two porn stars, one after the other?”

“Never.”

“We're changing that right now,” Ingrid said. She sat back on her haunches, grabbed my manhood, and aimed. She was nearly as tight as her friend, and eventually, she settled her weight on my pelvis. “Please stay for breakfast,” she breathed.

She positioned herself to allow me easy access to her amazing breasts. When I had first seen her picture, I had wondered who did her implants, since they looked so good, but from this angle, I could see there were no scars. Good genes and healthy living, or something.

I didn't care. I wondered what it would be like to fuck a pair of tits like that. When she started to move on me, I immediately shelved that fantasy. This girl had been doing her Kegel exercises. The flexing she did as she pulled off me reminded me of the way Yazhi's mouth had felt.

I grabbed one fat nipple between my lips and sucked hard as I thrust up into her. Ingrid gasped, and her juicy pussy felt a little wetter. Still suckling her one breast, I began rolling the other nipple between my thumb and index finger.

“Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want you to cum deep,” she gasped.

Ingrid and I fucked harder that night than I'd ever fucked before. Even when I knew I was seconds from erupting, I didn't just push in deep and hold it like I sometimes liked to do with Julia. I fucked her even harder. Grunting, gasping for air, we pounded each other.

When she felt my spasms, she moaned, “More. More. Don't stop. Almost there. Oh God, please don't stop!”

I didn't. Even after I had cum, I stayed pretty hard for a while. Hard enough for long enough to muster up enough strength to rabbit-fuck her into a sloppy, screaming orgasm.

When Ingrid lifted herself off me, I was almost glad. She settled on her back next to me. “Yazhi, you and I need to talk while we make breakfast for this guy tomorrow.”

“I agree. We need showers,” my other lover said.

We dragged ourselves out of bed and crowded into the two-person shower in Ingrid's room. The girls teamed up on me in there, just to make sure I was drained of all possible semen. I had never intentionally cum on a woman's face and boobs before, but watching the water from the shower heads rinse the strings of my spunk off the chins and breasts of these two is an image I will carry fondly for a long time.

We slept in Ingrid's bed, Yazhi's being a little rumpled from our earlier activities. Wake up sex was always a favorite of mine anyway, and wake up sex with a busty blond and a an exotic black-haired beauty made it easy to listen their breakfast talk.

* * * * *

That was five years ago. I stayed with the temp service for a while, maybe because I still felt like I was living in a dream. The girls put me on the payroll immediately as a gopher on video shoots any time I wasn't working elsewhere, allowing me to learn the business and the people. I slept at their house most nights, and after a month's notice to my landlord, I moved in.

At our final settlement conference, Julia mentioned my change of address. “That's a pretty nice neighborhood. How can a temp worker afford to live there?”

“I'm paying room and board to some friends.” It was the truth. My now officially ex-wife didn't need to know the details. She'd figure it out soon enough. Some of her University cronies must watch porn. The girls thought I would be a big star. I snickered as I imagined the look on Julia's face.

Last year, the girls and I thought we could make the financial commitment, so we bought an old farmhouse in the country. We've converted part of it into studio and post-production space. Upstairs, we created two large bedrooms. It's anybody's guess who sleeps where.

Yazhi and I wrote the script for my acting debut, and Ingrid served as my fluffer. We rehearsed it every night for a couple of weeks, and we still re-enact the thing a few times a year. “Big Red and the Native Girl” was low budget, since it was the first feature-length film for the girls' Squash Blossom Films production company. It worked well, played to rave reviews, and launched the career of my alter-ego, Big Red.

We're all looking forward to this year's Adult Video News, or AVN, awards ceremony. We've been close to winning in the past. I nearly won for Best Male Newcomer in my film debut, but lost out to an emotional vote-getter about a blind girl and her dog.

Squash Blossom Films should celebrate a win this year, with a strong entry in the Best Big Bust Series category with Ingrid in “Ski Instructors After Dark.” The word on the street is that we've sown up the Best Boy/Girl Sex Scene win with Ingrid and me in “Big Boobs Like Big Cock.” Winning either of those categories will establish us as an important studio.

None of us say much about it, but we're hoping for a third trophy for the runaway sentimental leader in the Best Group Sex Scene competition, “Naughty Wedding,” a re-enactment of the night Yazhi and I consummated our marriage. Ingrid was with us.

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Passions...................Fantasy

Posted by MONTED at 27,Aug,14 19:20

My very first experience started in a club called Passions. Now Passions was a famous gay club around my area and I would always go there at the end of the week. I've decided to bring a couple of my hoe-ish friends along so we can enjoy our time there. This week was full of work load and we all needed to dance all that stress off our shoulders. Anyways, we're in the club dancing, talking, gyrating on one another than we suddenly went our ways to talking to others in the club as well. That's when I met him. This tall buttery skin looking dude with his shirt off showing his impressive 8 pack abs. The sweat from his body gave off a luminous shine when the club lights were constantly flashing on him. He made his way to me on the dance floor and managed to move to the back of me. I was delighted to have such a good looking man behind me, though there were cuties all around, he was the cutest. So there we were dancing to Beyonce's Crazy in Love song be-bopping and sexy dancing on the floor and than he whispers something in my ear. " I think your sexy and I like this bubble you have on you, it makes me go crazy", he said very seductively. I smiled and turned to face him and saw his handsome face appear. "Oh do you now, how bad does it turn you on" I said with such a confidence. "Very bad, I can feel my dick growing. You wanna touch it and see for yourself", he said grabbing his crotch. Whatever he was grabbing seemed to be very impressive like his abs. It was long and was geared to his thigh. He motioned my hand to touch his dick that was trapped under his very nice looking jeans. There I felt a very large pole that just wanted to be freed from its compartment. I was deeply satisfied. " Why don't you come with me to the rooms in the back to get a better look see, by the way my name is Jason" he said. "Names Jay, nice to meet cha" I replied.

He grabbed my hand gently and we made our way to the back of the club. Passions had these rooms in the back just in case anyone wanted to fuck or whatever in private instead of the dance floor. Of course we had to pay for a room which Jason kindly did. We entered our room which was lightly decorated. The room was lit with redish candles that smelt like sweet roses and fruit. The furniture was black and it looked brand new. I thought to myself that Passions is really poppin' (which means great lol). I made my way to the bed walking very sexy so that Jason would see my tight ass. I peeked back a little to see his expression and I could tell he was very pleased. "Oh Fuuuck! I want you now" he exclaimed. He walked towards me and started to unbuckle his pants. I took this time to undress myself. I looked at how eager Jason was trying to get his pants off and when his did his large meat was poking out from his boxers. I was astonished to see such a big piece of meat. "Wow that's big, you must be proud" I said with a smile. "Hell Yeah, its a hundred percent real man wood. Thanks to my gene pool" he laughed. If I could guess he was at least 12 inches big. I couldn't wait to have that meat in my mouth. I was drooling just by the mere sight of it. He dropped his boxer now revealing all his glory. His big dick was completely at its full growth which was coming from a nice trimmed pubic area. I was admiring his greek god-like body and he was taking further steps towards me. His sexy abs still glossing from his sweat from dancing and how he had the sexy "V" that lead to his crotch. His muscular legs were covered with little black hairs and showed divine muscle cuts in them. There we were both naked just taking in the sights of one another, both of us very pleased. Jason leaned in and kissed me gently on my bottom lip in hope I would return the favor, which I did. His round full lips tasted so good in my mouth. Our tongues danced the tango for a while before we really got down to business. He reached around and grabbed my ass. I was at complete bliss when he grabbed me with such a passion. He was moaning and still kissing me while he was playing with my butt. I reached for his little butt and grabbed it and played along as well. The heat was stirring up and I could feel his big pole rubbing in between my thighs. "I wanna fuck you now" he said with such a lustful look. " Not yet lemme me get you even more warmed up", I said. I dropped to my knees in front of him and he grabbed his huge dick and slabbed it against my right cheek. He laughed a little and so did I.

There I was staring at the big dick that he had in front of me. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth up with joy and he entered himself into my mouth. The very girth of his dick stretch my mouth to its full capacity. I was enjoying it rather than dwell in the pain that I was experiencing. He began to thrust him self little by little stuffing more and more of his dick in my mouth. "ohhhh fuck yeah, just like that, use your tongue" he said. His head was bent back showing that he really enjoyed what's being done to him. I didn't have a gag reflect so having a dick all the way in my throat wasn't a problem. Little by little more and more of him was trusting in and out of my mouth. He loved my tongue game as it danced along his shaft and cock head. I stuffed my tongue in his dick slit and that drove him over the edge. I was tongue fucking his dick. I was amazed at how good I was getting on my head game. "Ohhh fuck yeah yeah yeah ooooooh fuck yeah keep doin' that" he exclaimed while his breathes were getting shallower. "You like that big boy, well how bout' this" I said and I reached for his big heavy ball sac. His balls were like the size of two large eggs encased within a silky warm sac. I licked his left nut and he quivered in excitement. " Awwww fuck do it again" he demanded. I licked his right nut and sucked it into my mouth and moaned, "mmmmmm". I played with his nuts a little while longer and made my way back to his engorged friend between his legs. I took him into my mouth once again and I felt both of his hand on my head. He looked down at me with a lustful look and said," I'm gonna fuck ya mouth, you ready". I nodded with his cock head in my mouth and braced my self for what was coming next.

He hold the back of my head and glided himself all the way into my mouth. All the way in and out his massive 12 inch dick invaded my mouth. It was like out of a porno scene I saw a couple days back. But I was the person having their mouth be violated with such a delight. I tasted a little saltiness and sweetness in my mouth indicating that some of his pre-cum was oozing out. It tasted yummy and I was eager for more. He continue to pump in and out of my mouth and quicken his pace. "Aw aw aw yeah baby ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh" he said in a delightful voice. "Your mouth does wonders ohhhh fuck I'm going cum". I grabbed a hold of his testes and released my grip on his dick with my mouth. I looked up and said, "Oh no your not, not in my mouth just yet". I got up off the floor and got on the bed. I was on all fours and told him to eat my pretty butt. He agreed and dove into my ass. His muscular hands parted my bubblious butt and he started to dart his tongue at my mangina(my ass-hole, I love calling it a mangina te-he). It felt so good. He swirled his tongue around and into my mangina with a aphrodisiacal vibe. I was loving his tongue game in my ass I couldn't believe this was happening. He grunted and moan ferociously as he was egging into my mangina. He had enough and got up. He walked over to his pants on the floor to take a little bottle of lube he brought. Obviously. He brought that because he knew he would get some and so he did. He also got a trojan condom as well and headed back towards me.

He turned me around and sat me up on the bed and handed me the condom. "Put it on with ya mouth sexy" he said with a eager look. So I opened up the extra large trojan condom wrapper and place the condom around my lucious lips. I grabbed a hold on his waist as he held his harden man wood with his right hand and he placed his left on the back of my head. With one motion he guided his engorged member into my mouth and throat having the condom wrap itself around it. He continue to fuck my mouth for a little while having it from the tip of his dick to the very hilt of it. I have never deep throat a large piece like that so much. I was very surprise that I still had feeling in my face after all that mouth fucking but I couldn't complain I was enjoying every bit of it. He finally took his dick out of my mouth and laid me on my back. He opened my legs and posted himself in between. He squirted a little lube on his dick and stroked off a little. He placed his dick on the very rose on my mangina and probed me for a little while. I clenched up a lot but managed to relax. His dick head popped into me and I screamed out. I sucked my teeth and said, "awwwww ohhhhhh be easy at first than you can ride me". He laughed and said," I'll be sure to do that". He continued to probe me and slowly enter more of himself into me. I place my hands on his abdomen to signal to even slow down more because it felt as if someone was parting my ass with the jaws of life. He complied and moved slowly. After about 2 to 3 minutes he was at least more than half way in my ass. I felt my insides squeezing his dick and trying to abort his invading tool from my body. The thought of his huge rod in me so deep sent my mind on a wonderful trip. My eyes were closed and my mouth was wide open. The pain and pleasure was mixing so well that I couldn't set my feelings on one but it felt wonderful. He was in me all the way now.

He pulled himself all the way out and pierced me again with his dick. I let out a quick exhale when he did that I was in disbelief but it felt good. He repeated this again but this time left his cock head in my mangina and thrusted himself all the way in me again. I was loving his entire dick inside me. Not wanting not an inch to be left out. I was able to open my eyes and saw him looking at me with a tasteful grin. A grin that signifies that he was enjoying every bit of it as well as I was. He placed his muscular arms under my legs with his hands grabbing my thighs and went to town on my ass. He fucked me hard and deep and wasn't planning to stop any time soon. I look down at my crotch and saw my own dick hard as a steel rod and dripping precum. I licked my own sweet nectar multiple times. The third time I went for my dripping liquid Jason stopped my hand and guided it to his mouth. His fat long tongue wrapped around my finger and he moaned as he tasted me. "Mmmm you taste so good" he said. "I know" I smirked. He continued to fuck me deep. After ever shove and pull he did he thrusted harder and faster than the next. My ass was on fire and it was splendid. I felt the veins on his dick **** themselves into and out my ass. It felt amazing.

He stopped and turned me around on all my fours. Once again I braced myself for the impact. In one motion again he placed his wet dick at the rose of my Mangina and thrust inward. My ass swallowed his dick with pride and held on to it. I was ready to put the back shots on him good. So there we were, him clenching onto my back and riding me like a fucking horse. I was bucking and twisting and booty bouncing. "Ohhhhhh fuck yea ohhhhhhh do that shit Jay ohhhhh fuuuuuuck" he screamed out in joy. So I continued to do so. I squeezed my buttocks and rode him like there was no tomorrow. I was laughing at him for making such girly but sexual noises. It only marked me as he was having the time of his life. Like if he hasn't experienced a good fuck for quite some time. But tonight was different tonight he was fucking me and he was enjoying even bit of it. I continued to pop my ass back and forth on his massive creature that was lurking in my love tomb. Than he let out a screech,"ooooooooh fuuccccccccccccccck yeah I'm gonna cum". He exit out of my ass and took the condom off with such a hurry. He stroked his dick with a passion, "oh fuck oh yeah oh fuck uh uh uh uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkk" he said. Squirt after squirt his huge dick let out ropes of cum that splatted on my ass. I was jerking my own dick and soon after I squirted as well. I felt 9 large droplets of cum he so kindly landed on my ass. The rest just oozed out of his prick. He was panting heavily and was laughing a little. "Why you laughing Jason", I said questioningly. "Ohhh man that was the best nut I ever had in a while and I'm laughing because I made a smiley face on ya butt with my cum streaks" he said catching his breath and slapping his dick across my ass. I laughed too because of his silliness. He wipe away a part of his cum smiley face on my back and licked his hand. "Damn I taste good, you wanna taste Jay" he exclaimed and had a lustful look. I nodded and he wiped off another part of the cum face on my back and motion his hand towards my mouth. I licked all three of his fingers and as I did I heard him moan in pleasure.

A few moments afterwards we got dressed and exchanged numbers. He said,"I really enjoyed myself tonight we should definitely do it again some time Jay". "Sure as long as you keep feeding that dick of yours the right stuff", I replied. He laughed and said I was a character. He kissed me on my bottom lip and walked out of the room but not before saying,"When I see you again be sure to be ready for double the trouble". He had a distinctive grin that notified me that he had something up his sleeve the next time we would meet. I wondered what it would be until that time came...I hope it is great


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**** Fantasy.......................................Fantasy

Posted by MONTED at 27,Aug,14 19:02

Brandon and Stephanie have been married for almost 18 years now. They have had a good sex life, but lately it has been falling off. It had nothing to do with Stephanie not wanting it, but Brandon not wanting it.

Brandon is 44 years old, and Stephanie is 40. Brandon stands 6'2", with dark red hair and green eyes, weighing about 240 lbs. Stephanie stands about 5'6", with long brown hair and blue eyes. She weighs about 190 lbs, with 44DD tits.

They had hired a local college student to do their yard work for them. Jamal is a 20 year old junior in college. He stands 6'4", with dark skin, a shaved head, and dark brown eyes. He had a muscular build, weighing 200 lbs.

Stephanie pulled into their driveway, an hour earlier than normal. She noticed Jamal's car was still parked on the street. She knew Brandon wouldn't be home for at least another hour, but thought Jamal would have left already.

She opened the front door and entered the house, "Jamal?" She didn't hear anything as she walked through the front room and into the kitchen, "Jamal?" She said a little louder, again no response.

She set her keys and purse on the counter as she looked out the window, into the backyard. Jamal was by the fence, his shirt off, pruning the bushes. Stephanie felt something catch in her throat, as she looked out. His muscular body was glistening in the sun with his sweat. She felt her pussy beginning to tingle, as she watched him work. His perfectly chiselled abs and chest glistening and flexing with his movements.

She had never felt this way about another guy, besides Brandon, but something about Jamal was exciting her. She continued to watch him work, feeling her pussy beginning to get wet. She slid her hand inside of her slacks and panties, lightly rubbing her trimmed slit. She got more and more excited, as she sunk her middle finger into her pussy, and started moaning.

Jamal finished up with the bushes, and collected all of the tools and put them away in the shed. Stephanie quickly tried to compose herself as he came up to the back door. He entered the kitchen and smiled at her, "hi Mrs. Wengler, you're home early today." Stephanie returned the smile and said, "yeah I got off early today," almost breathless.

Jamal cocked his head as he looked at her, "are you ok Mrs. Wengler?" Stephanie quickly nodded as she stared at his firm abdomen, she wanted to just grab his hand and lead him to her room, and fuck his brains out, but she resisted the urge.

Jamal nervously laughed, "ok if say so. Well I'm done for the day, so I'm gonna get out of here." Stephanie slowly walked towards him, looking in his eyes, "ahh you gotta leave so soon?" As she walked up in front of him, he looked down at her, a little more nervous now, "yeah, I got some class work I need to get done yet."

Stephanie looked up at him, smelling his sweat, causing her to get more excited, "can't you stay for a while?" Jamal stood there, thinking about an answer, as he looked down at huge tits pushing against her blouse, and showing lot's of cleavage. "Mrs. Wengler, I honestly would stay, but I really need to get the homework done, because its due tomorrow."

Stephanie noticed him looking down her blouse and decided it was now or never. She reached out and grabbed at his groin. Jamal jumped back a little when she grabbed at his cock, "what are you doing?" He asked quickly. Stephanie felt his thick manhood through his shorts, and almost gasped at how big it felt.

"I'm sorry Jamal, but I haven't got any sex from my husband for a few weeks now. And while watching you work out there, I got all hot and horny," she said, almost matter-of-factly. Jamal looked at her with confusion, "but you're twice my age, married, and I work for you."

Stephanie chuckled lustily at him, "enough with the excuses, your a guy and I'm a girl that needs to get fucked hard." As she started rubbing his hardening cock through his shorts. "I... I don't know Mrs. Wengler," Jamal said nervously. Stephanie put her finger to his lips as she whispered, "shh, no more talking."

Jamal stood there, baffled as to why this was happening as he watched the older woman slowly move to her knees in front of him. Stephanie looked up at him and smiled, then back at the huge bulge in his shorts. She slid her fingers into the waistband of his shorts, and started tugging them down.

Jamal thought about resisting this, but his dick was begging for release now. Stephanie pulled Jamal's shorts down his legs, his 8 1/2" dick springing up as she pulled his shorts down to his knees. Her eyes grew wide as she saw how big his dick really was. It was almost 2" longer than Brandon's, and a hell of a lot thicker, almost 3" in diameter.

Stephanie only had one thing on her mind, as she knelt there, mesmerized by the shear size of his black cock. Jamal laughed as he saw her staring at his cock, "anything wrong?" Stephanie slowly shook her head, "I've never seen a dick this big." Jamal laughed again, "well your the one that exposed him."

Stephanie nodded, "yeah, but I didn't realize it would be this big." As she knelt up and slowly wrapped her hand around the shaft of his dick, her fingers not even going fully around it. Jamal groaned as he felt her tiny hand grab his dick, and it throbbed at her touch. Stephanie cooed as she felt his cock throb in her hand, as she opened her mouth as far as she could, bringing it to the fat head of his dick.

Jamal felt her hot breath on the tip of his dick as he watched Stephanie try to fit her mouth around it. "Oh my god," he groaned. Stephanie's mouth was stretched as far as it could as the head of Jamal's cock entered her mouth. She slid her tongue across the bottom of his head as she sucked as hard as she could.

Jamal threw his head back, as he laid a hand on top of her head and groaned, "oh yes Mrs. Wengler, that feels so good." Stephanie took his cue and started moving her hand up and down his shaft, as she tried to take more of it into her mouth. Jamal tried to **** her further onto his dick as he felt her mouth fully engulf the fat head and suck hard.

Stephanie tried to resist him, but he was much to strong as he pushed on the back of her head harder. The head of his cock jammed into the back of her throat, causing her to gag and choke as she tried to push him back. Jamal held her there as she gagged on his dick, "oh god yes you old slut, gag on my cock," he yelled, looking down at her.

Jamal finally released her head, allowing her to breath again. Stephanie looked up at him in disbelief, before he seemed reluctant to do anything, but then forced her to gag on his dick. She wanted to speak, but couldn't, still trying to catch her breath. Jamal looked at her with an evil grin, "ah you didn't like that Mrs. Wengler?" He laughed as he stuck his cock back into her mouth and forced it into the back of her throat again. She was only able to take about 3" of his dick before she started gagging, as her hands tried to push him back.

Stephanie knew she was the one that started this, but didn't like gagging on his fat cock, but it was also turning her on more at his forcefulness. She had long had a fantasy of being dominated like this by a guy, and now it was happening. Her pussy was getting wetter the more he forced her onto his cock.

"That's a good bitch, choke on my dick," he growled as he roughly kept ramming his dick into her throat. Stephanie's saliva and spittle was coating his dick, running down her chin, and dripping off of his shaft. Each time his dick slammed into her throat, more spit flew out as she choked.

After jamming his dick into her throat a few more times, he let go of her head and she sat down on the floor, breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath. Stephanie looked up at him with amusement, her spittle still running down her chin. Jamal laughed at her, "so did you like choking on my cock bitch?"

Stephanie slowly nodded, she had loved it, but was still in shock at how fast his mood had changed from nice to a domineering guy. Jamal stuck his hand out and helped her up, "so are gonna be my naughty married, black cock whore now?"

Stephanie didn't say a word, her throat hurting, as she unbuttoned her slacks and pushed them down, revealing her baby blue, bikini style panties. Jamal groaned as he saw how wet the crotch of her panties was, as he pushed his shorts the rest of the way off, and kicked them aside.

Stephanie started to push her panties down, but Jamal stopped her and helped her up onto the counter top on the island, in the middle of the kitchen. She fixed her eyes on him, wondering what he was going to do next.

Jamal looked into her eyes as he lightly ran his hand across her covered pussy, "is this pussy ready to be filled up by my cock?" Stephanie nodded, "yes baby, give me that big black dick, show this bitch what a real dick feels like. Stretch it wide so my husband can't feel anything." Stephanie couldn't believe she had just said that, but she was so turned on, it just came out.

Jamal chuckled at her as he pulled the strap of her panties aside, revealing her trimmed, somewhat gaping, glistening pussy. "Mmm already ready for me," he groaned as he moved to his knees, so his face was level with her pussy. He stuck his tongue out and dipped it into her gaping hole, tasting her nectar.

Stephanie moaned loudly as she felt his tongue enter her, "oh fuck yes, taste my pussy." As she grabbed his head, pulling him into her. He gave into her want, burying his face in her pussy, sinking his tongue as far as he could. Stephanie closed her eyes in pure pleasure, as she threw her head back and moved her hips around on the counter, rubbing her pussy all over his face. It had been so long since Brandon had done this to her, that she was in heaven as he tonge-fucked her pussy.

Brandon parked behind Stephanie's car, noticing Jamal was also still here. He figured he would have beat his wife home today, since he got off early, but she had gotten off earlier. He walked through the front door and closed it behind him. He set his keys on the end table when he heard a woman moaning. 'That sounds like Stephanie,' he thought to himself as he started walking towards the noise.

Brandon walked up to the entryway of the kitchen, and before he entered he saw his wife sitting on the counter top, her head thrown back and her fat legs spread apart. Between her legs he could see Jamal's shaved head,his face buried in her pussy. He wanted to yell and strangle his landscaper, but he just stood there mesmerized by the scene. He also knew that he hadn't had sex with his wife in a while, and that nobody's fault but his, so she was probably frustrated, he figured.

Brandon also has always had a **** fantasy of watching his wife getting fucked by another guy, and now was that chance. Brandon's dick began to rise as he watched his wife move and gyrate her hips into Jamal's face, her moans growing louder.

Brandon looked down Jamal's body to his huge dick. Brandon gasped to himself at the sight, 'how is she going to fit that inside of her,' he thought to himself. He knew his own dick wasn't very big, but Stephanie never complained about his 6 1/2" dick. He also had to admit to himself that he wanted to watch her take a fat cock inside of her pussy. Brandon quietly crept into the kitchen and walked up next to his wife.

Stephanie had her eyes closed, and didn't realize he was standing next to her. Jamal saw him walk up, but didn't stop what he was doing. Brandon looked down at Jamal and put his finger to his lips to hush Jamal.

Stephanie yelled out, "oh fuck yes, you're gonna make me cum, you're gonna make your bitch cum all over your face." Brandon couldn't believe what he just heard her say, but it excited him even more as he reached out and cupped one of her fat tits and lightly squeezed it.

This set Stephanie off as she yelled, "yes, play with my tits as you eat my pussy, you naughty bastard, make me fucking cum." Stephanie's ass was on the edge of the counter, as her body started jerking and trembling.

Brandon was fondling both of his wife's tits as he groaned, "yes that's it cum all over his face." This caused Stephanie to freeze, she opened her eyes and looked at her husband. Jamal didn't let up on her pussy, as she sat there staring at Brandon, a look of confusion on her face.

Brandon smiled at her, "don't stop now, cum for the poor boy." Stephanie slowly started moving her hips again, her eyes fixed on Brandon. "You want me to cum? Huh, do you want me to cum all the boy's face?" She groaned as her orgasm started growing again. "Oh yes baby, cum for him, show him how much you want his fat cock inside of you," Brandon yelled, tweaking her nipples through her blouse and bra.

Stephanie could not believe that her husband wasn't furious at her, let alone urging her on. Listening to Brandon talk to her like that set off her orgasm. She closed her eyes as her mouth opened wide, her hips slamming into Jamal's head as her orgasm coursed through her body.

Brandon watched his wife cum, her body trembling against his hands, as he continued fondling her tits. "Yeah that's it baby, cum all over his face, make him taste your pussy juice," Brandon urged her. Stephanie was almost screaming as her orgasm continued, "oh fuck, oh fuckkk."

Pussy juice was flowing out of Stephanie, filling Jamal's mouth and running down his chin. Jamal was trying to keep up with the flow, but it was a losing battle, as he moaned into her pulsating pussy, her thick thighs squeezing his head tight.

Finally her orgasm began to dissipate, her legs releasing Jamal's head. She fell back on the counter top, her body still lightly shaking as she breathed heavily. Jamal knelt on the floor, trying to catch his own breath, his face glistening with Stephanie's juices.

Brandon stepped back and looked at Jamal, "how was it?" Jamal didn't say anything, just nodding at the older man with a look of confusion on his face. Brandon chuckled, "wow he's speechless, guess it was good."

Stephanie had regained her strength and sat up on the counter top, "honey, your not mad about that?" Brandon shook his head and smiled, "not one bit, and now I can't wait to watch you take that monster cock inside of your pussy." Stephanie looked at him in shock, "what? You want him to have sex with me?"

Brandon laughed at her reaction, "oh yes honey, I have always wanted to watch you get fucked by another guy, although I'll admit not by a guy of his size, but yeah I want you to have sex with him." Stephanie slowly shook her head, not quite comprehending what he said. Brandon added, "but I expect to be included in this."

Jamal had stood back up. His long, fat cock standing out in front of him, his eyes locked on Stephanie's plump pussy, slowly licking his lips.

Without waiting for Stephanie to respond, Brandon quickly took his pants and briefs off, tossing them aside. He smiled at his wife, his 6 1/2" dick fully hard and leaking a small amount of precum. While he never knew how he would react to watching his wife getting fucked by someone else, now that it was about to happen, he was more turned on than ever before.

Jamal slowly stroked his dick as he moved closer to Stephanie. Not moving his eyes from his goal. He nudged the head of his cock against her entrance as she sucked in her breath in anticipation. Jamal looked up at Stephanie, "ok here we go. Are you ready?" Holding her breath, Stephanie quickly nodded.

Brandon moved up next to his wife, wanting to get a firsthand view of the action. His eyes were fixed on Jamal's dick, as Jamal pushed his hips forward. Brandon watched closely as his wife's labia opened around the head of the fat dick, and it slowly disappeared into her entrance. "Oh my fucking god," Stephanie groaned as she felt her pussy stretch wide around the intruder.

"Oh yeah honey, look at that big cock disappear into your pussy," Brandon groaned as he reached down and started rubbing Stephanie's swollen clit. Stephanie's body started trembling and jerking as her husband flicked the tip of his finger across her sensitive clit.

Jamal slowly kept pushing his cock into her tight hole, groaning and grunting the whole way, as he felt her pussy muscles squeeze and relax around his dick, in time with her breathing. "Holy shit, damn your tight," Jamal groaned as he felt the head of his dick push against her cervix, still with about an 1" of his dick still out of her.

Stephanie jumped when she felt his dick push against her cervix, as she looked up at her husband, "oh my fucking god, he's ripping me in half." Brandon groaned at her, not saying anything as he continued rubbing her swollen clit, that was pushed out now from her pussy being filled to the max. Stephanie turned her attention back to Jamal, taking shallow breaths, "ok go slow at first, fuck I've never felt so full."

Jamal lightly laughed at her comment, as he felt her pussy squeeze his dick hard, then slowly relax. He put his hands on the counter top, and slowly began to withdraw out of her.

Brandon watched as Jamal slowly pulled out of his wife's pussy, the shaft of his huge cock glistening with her juices, and her pussy clinging to it as the veiny member was pulled out. Brandon looked up at his wife, who had her eyes closed and taking shallow breaths.

Jamal pulled back until he was almost out of her, then moving his hands to her hips, he steadily pushed back into her tight recess. He started a slow and steady rhythm, pulling out until he was almost out, then sinking back into Stephanie. Stephanie's pussy slowly became accustomed to the dick moving in and out of her, as she slowly started moving her hips into him. She opened her eyes and looked at Jamal, "fuck me baby, fuck your black cock whore."

Brandon looked at her in shock, he could not believe what he had just heard. Stephanie looked up at him then down at his leaking dick, "give me that cock in my mouth baby," she moaned, as she reached out and wrapped her hand around Brandon's smaller member. Brandon felt her hand grab his dick and she started pulling him towards her. Stephanie turned her head and engulfed his smaller dick easily into her mouth.

Jamal had started moving faster in and out of Stephanie, as her pussy continued to cling to his cock each time he pulled back. He was grunting loudly each time he pushed back into her, pushing the head of his dick into cervix.

Stephanie started moving her head up and down on Brandon's dick, sucking hard on it and moaning, as she continued moving her hips into Jamal. She fondled Brandon's balls, as he started moving his hips into her. "Oh fuck baby, yes suck my dick, mmm," Brandon groaned as he threw his head back in pleasure, and put his hand on the back of her head.

Jamal was slamming in and out of Stephanie now, her pussy loosened up and not clinging to his cock so tightly. He still couldn't get all of his cock into her, as he slammed into her cervix hard each time.

Stephanie could not believe how turned on she was getting, having a cock in her pussy and in her mouth was exciting her tremendously, as she sucked harder on Brandon's dick and moved her hips more and more into Jamal. She was fondling Brandon's ball sack as she felt them beginning to tighten up towards his body. She knew he was getting ready to cum, but she didn't like him cumming in her mouth.

Jamal could feel his balls churning, preparing to empty their contents deep into the older woman. He didn't want to cum so soon, and froze in place as he buried his dick inside of Stephanie, hoping the feeling of ejaculation would go away.

Stephanie pulled her mouth off of Brandon's dick and looked at Jamal, "why did you stop?" Jamal looked at her, "I'm about to cum already." Brandon was still moving his hips with Stephanie's hand still wrapped around his dick, on the edge of cumming. Stephanie giggled at Jamal, "it's ok, you can cum inside of me."

Jamal gave her a half smile as he looked at her eyes, "ok, you want me to cum inside of you?" Stephanie quickly nodded, "yes baby, I want to feel your big black cock throb and shoot its hot load deep inside of me." Jamal started moving in and out of her again, forcefully jamming his dick into her each time.

Stephanie turned her attention back to her husband, "you want to cum too, don't you baby?" Brandon looked at her and nodded with a pleading look. Stephanie giggled, "if you wanna cum, you gotta make me cum first." Brandon slowly nodded as he moved his hand to her swollen clit and started rubbing it up and down.

Stephanie responded immediately, throwing her head back and closing her eyes, "oh fuck yes, make me cum, make me cum all over his fat cock." Her body trembled and shook as Jamal was slamming in and out of her, hard and fast. "That's it fuck my pussy hard baby, fill it full of your hot seed," she yelled out, moving her hips into Jamal hard.

Jamal was grunting as his orgasm drew closer, "oh yes, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fill you full you black cock whore." Stephanie's own orgasm was on the verge of exploding through her body as she listened to him talk. Brandon vigorously rubbed his wife's clit, talking to her as well, "that's it honey, cum for him, cum all over his fat cock."

That was enough to send her over the edge. Her orgasm coursed through her body as she screamed, "oh fuck, I'm cumming you black bastard, I'm cumming all over your big black cock." Her pussy constricted tight around his fat cock, almost **** him out of her, as she came. Her pussy was squeezing and relaxing around his dick as she continued to cum, as if trying to milk his cum out.

Jamal tried to keep moving inside of her, but it was tighter than before. Her pussy squeezed the head of his dick hard as tried to push into her. He threw his head back as he felt his cum rush up from his balls and down the shaft of his dick. Brandon watched as Jamal's cock grew bigger and Jamal groaned, "oh god yes, here it comes."

Stephanie was starting to come back to earth when she felt the first shot of cum fire into her, "that's it baby, cum for me, oh my god its so hot." As Jamal's cock throbbed again and more of his cum spilled into her. Jamal's dick was only about an 1" inside of her as he continued to cum. Brandon could see Jamal's cum slowly seeping out around his fat member, and down his wife's swollen pussy lips.

As Jamal finished cumming, his dick still throbbing lightly he stumbled back in exhaustion. As his dick slipped out of Stephanie, what looked like a river of cum followed it.

Brandon looked at her cum filled hole, amazed at the amount of cum that Jamal had just shot into his wife. Her pussy was still contracting at the emptiness, slowly pushing more of Jamal's cum out, and leaking down the crack of her ass.

Stephanie was still trying to catch her breath as she looked at her husband, "ok honey you can fuck me now." Brandon looked at her, then back at her gaping slit and wondered if he could cum now.

Brandon moved around between her legs, lining his dick up with leaking pussy. He had fucked her cream filled pussy in the past, but it was his cum, and her pussy was never gaped like this. He pushed his dick into her pussy, easily sinking into her, feeling Jamal's cum coat his dick. Stephanie grunted and held her breath as she used her tired pussy muscles to squeeze his smaller dick.

Brandon groaned at what she was doing and he slowly pulled his dick back, looking down and seeing the mixture of Jamal's cum and his wife's pussy juices covering his dick. He looked back up at Stephanie and slammed into her, hard and fast. "You liked having that fat cock inside of you, didn't you baby?" He groaned as he started fucking her hard.

Stephanie was grunting as his hips slammed into her ass, wrapping her legs around his waist urging him on, "oh yes honey, I loved his cock, but your cock is good too. Fuck me honey, fill my cum filled pussy with your hot load too."

"Oh yes honey, I'm gonna fill your pussy, oh fuck yes," Brandon yelled as his orgasm neared. With one final push into her, his dick throbbed hard, his cum firing deep into her pussy. "Oh fuck, here it comes baby, I'm cumming," he exclaimed as his hips jerked with each shot of cum.

"Oh my god honey, yes shoot your hot load deep inside of my pussy," Stephanie moaned as she felt his cum spilling into her.

As Brandon finished cumming he collapsed onto his wife, his body still lightly trembling. His dick was still throbbing inside of her, as it slowly softened. He regained his strength and slowly slipped his semi-hard dick out of her pussy, a string of semen still connecting the head of his dick to her swollen pussy.

As he stepped back, Stephanie moved off of the counter top and knelt in front of Brandon, her knees spread apart. She grabbed his deflated, cum-covered dick and pulled it towards her. She fully engulfed his limp member, sucking on it, and licking it clean.

As she cleaned her husband's dick off, the mixture of Jamal's and Brandon's cum seeped out of her open pussy. Some of it dripping straight onto the floor, and some running down her inner thighs. After she cleaned his dick off, she motioned for Jamal to come over.

As Jamal walked towards her, his dick hung loosely in front of him, flopping side to side as he walked. Stephanie grabbed his fat member and started licking it up and down, tasting the dried cum on it. Jamal groaned as his dick started to rise again at the attention.

After Jamal's dick was clean, Stephanie looked up at her two lovers, both of their dick semi-hard now, "well that was fun, we should do that again." Both of them nodded slowly at her.

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Posted by MONTED at 27,Aug,14 18:34

I have never posted any copyrighted materials here nor have I signed any blogs here...some Idiots here would like to make you believe what they are saying is some kind of facts but only in thier minds, they think what they say is the truth and far from it...they can campaign to make themselves to look even more like internet bullies...

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Roommate.....................................Fantasy

Posted by MONTED at 25,Aug,14 06:28

Tina loved sex. She really loved sex. She was a short, tiny little thing. She stood probably 5'1", had perky little tits and a shapely ass with brown hair and perpetually tanned skin. At 32, she was a dentist and a really successful one. I'm 33, about 6'3", 205 lbs and cut. I work out like it's my job. I have shorter brown hair and I'm almost always wearing either a suit or a t-shirt and athletic shorts. Tina either wears scrubs or nothing at all.

Unfortunately, sex was about all she loved. Tina and I had been together for about seven months. After the sixth month she and I decided it was time we moved in together. We fucked from sun-up to sun-down, left to right, all over the apartment. I had just gotten a good job in Providence and I met her as soon as I moved from Buffalo. I was staying in a hotel for the first few weeks and she helped me find the apartment. It was a big, three bedroom house with two stories, a fireplace, and massive kitchen and dining room. Even before Tina moved in with me, I used the second bedroom as an office (I'm a financial planner) and we used the third as a special sex room.

This girl was a nasty freak. I made really decent money and so I bought her all sorts of toys and goodies for this sex room. I had a housekeeper, but she was never allowed in that room. I always kept it locked. We had a sex swing, tons of porn, a sybian machine, a fucking machine, tons of dildos and vibrators, cock rings, video cameras, whips, chains and everything else you could possibly want in a sex room. We used it constantly when we first started dating. I used to call in sick every once in awhile to spend 24 straight hours in that room with her. She even setup a camera so if she wasn't at her practice I could watch her while I was at work. This crazy bitch opened my world sexually. Unfortunately it wasn't meant to be. She didn't realize the camera was still on and I saw her get plowed by three different guys on my work computer. I kicked her out and we haven't spoken since.

I had this massive house, lots of bills, and I lost my job about a month ago. I had a really nice savings built up but I still needed to take a job making about $25,000 less than before. I still made a comfortable income but I needed a roommate. I placed an ad for a roommate on craigslist and before long I got a few emails. After I interviewed a few of them, the guy I liked the most was Jake. Jake was really toned, and I had actually seen him a few times at the gym I went to. He's got a shaved head and shaggy blonde facial hair. I'm a little taller than he is though, probably by an inch or two. When he walked in I knew he looked familiar, but he told me that he recognized me from Maldonado Fitness Club. It's a great place, but we'll get to that later.

Jake was into the same stuff I was, he was fit, clean, and had a good job so I knew he wouldn't bitch out on the rent. The only problem was that Jake was gay. I had no problem with gay people. I'd ever experimented a time or two in college, but I didn't know how I felt about living with a gay guy. Eventually, two of the other candidates dropped out and he was the only one left of the ones that I liked. I called him and told him to move in on the first. That was three months ago

Jake proved to be an ideal roommate. He was always clean, he paid the rent on time, he never ate my food and he was great company. I loved having him around. We had started to go to the gym together by carpooling and worked out. Yes, we showered together afterwards...cause that's what you do. I didn't think anything of it at first. I was on one side of the shower, he was on the other. I never looked at him for more than a second or two. After all, I'm not gay.

I started to get horny a few days after Tina left, but I was REALLY horny a few weeks after she left. I had taken to Craigslist to finding randoms who would come over and use the special room. They were usually total sluts who were just trolling for some fun. I'd never show that room to a girl I really liked. Jake always wondered what was in there but I still never showed him. He just heard the noises that came from the room. He'd bring guys back to the apartment once in awhile too, but whatever. They always seemed to be quiet. I guess I figured that Jake was a quiet lover.

One night I came home after a particularly bad day and drank a lot of beer. I was in a pair of boxers and my Columbia college t-shirt that was a size too small but it was all I had. I sat in front of the TV and drank a few more while I watched ESPN. I figured when Jake got home he'd snap me out of it by suggesting a run or something. He came home about thirty minutes later and to my surprise he brought a guy home with him. They were clearly both plastered and they went into Jake's room less than twenty seconds after getting through the door. I was gonna say something to him about driving drunk but he just said "Hey Matt" and yanked this guy up into his room. Ten minutes later I started to hear it. The panting, the moaning, the grunting and the yelling. Jake was really charged up. I kept hearing yelling and screaming and then I heard Jake yell, "YEAH YOU LIKE THAT COCK IN YOUR TIGHT LITTLE ASS!?" I was pretty freaked out cause I hadn't ever really though about what two gay guys yell during sex. "Fuck me harder you fucking stud" I heard from the other guy. This went on for quite a while. I wasn't sure if I should be listening or not, but I was curious. I hadn't had sex or jerked off in a few days and I was really intrigued by what I heard. After listening for a little while my dick started to get hard. I couldn't believe it. I felt really uncomfortable and I got up and went for a walk.

I walked around the block for awhile and thought about what was going on with me. When I was in college I got my dick sucked by a guy after I lost a Super Bowl bet and another guy jerked me off in my car after we both got horny at a strip club, but that was the extent of my bisexual experience. I walked back up the steps to my house and I saw the candle burning in Jake's window. I walked up to the door and the guy Jake was with was leaving. He wasn't wearing a shirt and only had on a pair of jeans and some work boots. He was ripped too, more so than me or Jake and we were in really good shape. I finally looked him in the eye and he looked at me and said, "See something you like big guy?" I realized it was Trey from the gym. He had spot me a few times during bench sessions and I couldn't believe he was just leaving me house after getting plowed by my roommate. The whole thing made me feel really uneasy.

I didn't **** at all that night, but eventually I got over it. I kept thinking about Trey and Jake, though. What it must be like to be gay, being that close with another guy...I was really interested. One might say I was curious. I came home that Friday after work and opened a beer. Jake was already home and was watching TV. I decided I was going to start a conversation with him about what I heard.

"So, I heard you and Trey the other night. Look man..." and then I was interrupted.

"Seriously dude!? I hear you bring skanks into that sex room all the time. They scream and fucking whine and all kinds of shit! Is this cause I'm fucking gay?" Jake protested.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa....calm down bro. I'm not mad or anything. You guys doing it here is totally cool."

"It's not gonna happen again with Trey but it's the point man. I gotta get off too!"

"I get it buddy, that's not what I'm talking about. I just thought that Trey was married. Isn't he married to that black chick that's always on the elliptical." I exclaimed.

"What so you're all moral now? She doesn't suck his dick, she doesn't even get him hard anymore...I told him I could help. He and I have been working out for awhile and he asked me to take care of him, you know?"

"Yeah I get it. That's kinda what I wanted to talk to you about."

"Oh?..." He asked.

"Yeah. I'm not gay, so I don't know these things. I mean, there was this one thing in college where this dude sucked me off."

"WHAT?!?! You've gotten head from a guy! No shit!!! What was he like?"

So we started talking about the frat guy that sucked my dick and getting the hand job in my car. He was really interested. Finally, I had to ask him what had been on my mind for a week.

"So, look man...what's it like? To fuck another guy. To kiss another guy, to suck another guy.... It just seems so weird to me."

"It doesn't have to man."

"What?" I asked.

"I'll take you down man, slay your dragon..."

"Shut the fuck up, you're not serious."

"Are you kidding me? You don't think I've thought about it? All the shit you have in that sex room it actually surprises me that you've never done anything like that."

"How do you know what's in there? I keep it locked."

"Yeah, but you left it open one day while you were at work. I had a lot of fun in there."

"Ughhh....yeah that was Tina's thing."

"So getting the bj is the only thing you've done with a guy?"

"Yeah."

"Well, yeah, like I've said, I've thought about it. I see you walk around all sweaty with no shirt on and in the shower, oh my god..."

"This is kinda weird, bro. It's fun though, keep going!"

"Hahahaha, well your dick is nice. I see it wants to come out and play, too."

Jake was right. Talking about this had gotten my cock rock hard. I was only wearing thin suit pants and an undershirt and it was pitching a pretty serious tent. I couldn't help it. My roommate was a great looking guy. He had a six pack and great muscle tone. He was talking about my cock. I didn't know what to do.

"Come on, man. We'll try this."

"I don't know, bro. This seems really weird."

"It will at first. We gotta get you relaxed. Lets go do a j."

We went upstairs to Jake's room and smoked a little marijuana. I was never a big fan of it but it was definitely a way to get me to relax. Then we went into the special room.

There was a bed there that he told me to lay down on. The temperature in the room was high, cause that's how I liked it. It was 78 in there all the time. I always liked really sweaty sex. He started to unbutton my pants and unzip them. He pulled at them from the cuffs of my pants and they slid down my ass and off of me. It was hot as hell in the room but my nipples were fucking hard and my cock was harder. I was already breathing really heavy. He looked around the room and grabbed a vibrator that was near the floor. He turned it on and just ran it over my underwear and the inside of my thigh. My dick was harder than a diamond and I couldn't take it anymore. I took off my own underwear and he looked at my cock with desire. It was eight and half inches hard and throbbing.

"I've never seen it hard before. I used to think about it in the shower and how it was already so big flaccid This this is a monster, man. You're making me jealous. He started to stroke my cock, slowly at first and then faster, alternating speeds. He moved his head close to the tip of my dick and started to gently blow on it from a few inches away. His hands were moving all around my body, under my shirt, over my abs, nearly my neck as he was just blowing cool air on my dick. It was so hot and so relaxing at the same time.

"You relaxed?" He asked in a low voice.

"Yeah..." I said with my eyes closed and my breathing pleasurably heavy.

"Alright, lets do this..."

He got up for a second and went over to the shelf. He grabbed some anal beads that Tina bought. He lubed them up with a bottle of coconut lube from the same shelf and held them in his left hand. He commenced stroking my dick with his right hand. Then he went in for the kill. He started licking my taint, sending surges of pleasure through my entire body. My back arched and I began to pant. He moved his tongue down my taint at made it to my virgin asshole. He started to lick around it, clockwise and counter-clockwise. It felt so good. Finally he took his tongue and pierced my tight little virgin asshole. He moved it around and swished it up and down.

"Fuuuckkkkk it feels so good" I moaned.

He pulled his tongue away and started to insert the lubed up beads. Gently at first and then more and more, finally getting to the bigger beads. After a short while he had inserted each one of them in my ass. I couldn't stand it anymore. I was sweating because it was so hot, he was sweating, and we were just so hot together in that moment. Finally he started licking my taint again. He worked his way up to my waiting sack and split my nuts with his tongue. He was at the base of my shaft and then ran the tip of his tongue up the back of my shaft all the way to my head. I was spinning out of control, bucking wildly. He knew he needed to calm me down so he ignored my cock for a second and kissed me right on the mouth. The tongue that was just on my own dick was now wrestling with my own, gently and hot. I never even thought about kissing another man, but I was so turned on that I didn't even care.

After I stopped bucking and his kiss as calmed me down, he went back down to work. He worked his tongue up and down the sides of my shaft and finally and without warning he barreled down on my cock. He was going slow and fast, fast and slow. His tongue was swishing around all over my rock hard dick. This was the best blowjob that I've ever had. He was making slurping noises, moaning and all of it while my dick was in his mouth. It was so hot to watch his head bob up and down between his toned shoulders and to watch his ripped arms rub my body. He pulled one arm back down towards my asshole and began to gently pull out the beads as he slurped away on my dick. One by one the beads felt so good as they left my ass. He reached across the room and as he left me I lay there exasperated and panting because of the pleasure but I still hadn't come.

I got up briefly and took my shirt off. I was sweating through it anyway. He came back across the room with a small dildo and a cock ring. He sucked off the dildo in front of me and then gently put it in my ass. It felt so good. Then he took the cock ring and placed it on the base of my shaft. It felt so good to feel the vibrating cock ring make my dick tingle while he fucked it with the fake cock. He leaned up for another kiss, and this time I was happy to give it to him. I had never been so turned on in my whole life. I wanted to pull him even closer and rub my arms all across his toned back, but I stayed submissive for current and unexpected fuck master.

I reached my hand over between his legs and he flinched but then calmed immediately. He got up and took off all of his clothes. He was only wearing a muscle shirt and a pair of levis with no underwear. His dick was huge, eight inches and cut perfectly. I couldn't take it anymore. I spun myself around so I would be completely on the bed and I grabbed his arms and pulled him on top of me. He was so hot on top of me and I could feel his hard dick touch against mine. He kissed me with his tongue, deeper and deeper until he finally broke it and grabbed a bottle of the coconut lube. He squirted some in his hand and made a move like he was going to rub it on his dick, but when went straight for my tight little virgin asshole. I knew what that meant. He wanted me to get his dick nice and wet. I bent up and grabbed both of his ass cheeks and buried my mouth around his dick. I couldn't get it in far enough. This was the hottest experience I've ever had.

Finally, I spit on his dick and stroked it five or sick times.

"I'm ready, stud. Fuck me senseless."

He didn't need to be told twice. He slipped his salivated dick into my well-lubed asshole. Slowly at first, he inserted the head and then went even deeper. It felt so good to be full of his massive cock and to feel his hardness inside of me. He began to fuck me fast and faster. I could see his rock hard abs move further and closer and further and closer to my body. My dick was bouncing around as he fucked me in and out while I laid on my back. The cock ring and the smoothness of his body made sure my dick stayed hard too.

"Turn the fuck around baby, I wanna fuck your ass from behind."

I did as I was told. I hated for his cock to leave my now non-virgin ass but I knew I could expect it any moment. I spun around and felt a sharp hand against my ass. My lover was spanking me now. He hit me several times and it stung, but it stung like I was being punished. I was still so hard. He then slid his dick right back into my ass. His big hands grabbed my waist and he was pushing his dick deeper and deeper with every thrust. He still found time to smack my ass on occasion. Then, I felt a strange sensation. He started to breathe heavier and thrust even faster. His dick was getting even bigger in my ass. Finally he let out a massive exhale and I felt the warmth of his load fill up my tight little hole.

"I'm not done," he told me as he pulled his softening dick out of my hole.

"You aren't?" I asked.

"Nope, you haven't finished yet."

Truthfully, in all the hotness I hadn't even thought about getting off. The whole session felt so amazing I didn't even care. He grabbed the lube again and rubbed it all over my dick. He also used some of the cum that was dripping from my resting asshole. He got my dick so slippery it slid into his ass with ease. It was tighter than any pussy I had ever felt in my life. It was warm and slippery and he was riding me like a pro. I loved watching his flaccid member bounce up and down while he rode my shit raw.

He turned around and started riding me reverse cowboy so I could feel up and down his chest with his rock hard pecs and down to his abs. I was thrusting as he was retreating. We were in perfect rhythm. This went on for five minutes before I finally felt ready to cum.

"Don't cum in my ass!"

"What?" I said, still humping him senseless.

"Cum in my fucking mouth you little bitch."

I pulled out of his ass and he gobbled my dick up. Three up-downs and I was jizzing inside of him like I never had before. I felt three pounds lighter. His eyes were in the back of his head as I continued to shoot my hot cream into the back of his throat. He held most of it in his mouth and showed it to me as he chuckled and swallowed it.

"Holy shit dude" I said as I collapsed on the bed.

"Yeah buddy. See what you've been missing?"

"Yeah, but I think it was just you" I replied, tipping my cap to his obvious skill.

"Nah, you're a natural cock slut."

"Hahahaha, shut up. You know, I think I'm going to give you a key to this room."

"Finally."

"Yeah...let's not let this be the only time we do this."

"Fuck no man. Whenever you're horny, my ass is spread."

"Same man. We'll just be fuck buddies/roommates."

"Sounds good."

We retreated to our respective rooms. I fell asleep immediately and woke up the next day feeling great. I walked into the kitchen and Jake was jerking off at the table.

"What the hell are you doing?" I chuckled.

"Hey man, it's out in the open now."

Yes it was...it certainly was.

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the caller ................

Posted by MONTED at 23,Aug,14 23:02

I'll admit it: the first six months after my divorce I was like a blind dog on Viagra , ready, willing, and able to jump on anything female. You see, I'd been married for almost 10 years to a good-looking but very uptight and very frigid woman; at 37, I was finally free and clear and happy. I was determined to have a good time, and I did.

My childhood friend Stoney was also recently divorced. Together we hit every singles bar in Queens, Brooklyn, Staten Island, and most in Manhattan. We'd arrive together but almost every night, we'd leave separately. In the heart of winter, Stoney decided to have a Valentine's Day Party at his house and invite only the best-looking women we could find. The night of the party, I put on my sharp black Armani suit, loaded up with flowers, grabbed a bottle of champagne, and drove across Brooklyn to Stoney's house.

The party was in full swing and I quickly focused my attention on this tall outrageously curvy brunette. She was half-Italian and half-Puerto Rican and one-hundred percent stone cold fox. Unfortunately, I think she was looking for a doctor or lawyer and not a simple NYPD detective like me. I took a break from the hunt to chat with some colleagues from the ****. Stoney's mom, who was catering the party, offered some incredibly tasty pasta pesto. While I ate and talked, I plotted my next move. No luck. The brunette left with a couple of her friends just as I was getting ready for my next assault. I drank some more, ate some more, gabbed some more, and left about 2 in the morning.

A couple of nights later I was watching the Knicks in my underwear and a bathrobe when the phone rang.

"Hi Lenny," the female voice on the other end said in low, sultry tones.

"Who's this?" I asked.

"Don't worry Lenny," the woman said in a breathy voice. "It doesn't matter."

"Okay," I laughed. I could almost recognize the voice, but just couldn't attach it to a name.

"You looked really good at the party, Lenny," she continued.

"Oh yeah," I answered. "You too."

She laughed.

"No," she continued. "I mean really good. Good enough to eat. You know what I mean?"

Now things were getting interesting. Her voice was getting more excited, and the sound of it started to send a tingle up my spine.

"You like eating Italian?" I asked her.

"Sure," she said with a laugh. "I love eating Italian. What are you wearing Lenny?"

I told her I was naked under by bathrobe, and I heard her take a deep breath.

"Hmmmm," she continued. "I bet you look good under that bathrobe."

"Yeah," I mumbled.

There was a pause.

"Hey baby," I whispered. "Tell me what you're wearing."

"I got a black lacy bra and some really sexy black panties on," she answered.

"Nice," I answered. "Very nice. I bet you look hot."

She mumbled something.

"If I were there with you," I continued. "You wouldn't have those panties on for long."

"Oh yeah," she answered with a sigh.

"Yeah," I said. "Have you got nice big juicy tits?"

"Oh yeah," my phone caller answered with a little moan. "Really big. 36D. Nice and big and firm. Hmmmm. I'm holding them in my hands right now."

"Oh baby," I said as I started to slowly stroke my cock. "I'd love to suck on those titties of yours. Run my tongue around your nipples. Squeeze them with my hands while I nibble on those puffy nipples."

I heard her moan.

"Would you like that?" I asked.

"Oh yeah baby," she answered with a little moan. "Oh yeah."

"Hmmmm," I said as I began to really work my cock into a full erection. "Yeah. I'd manga on those tits and then run my tongue down across your belly . . .down to the top of those panties . . .and sloooowly pull them down. You like that?"

My caller moaned in reply.

"Then I'd run my mouth across your cunt and lick those fat lips of yours and take my nice long tongue and run it along your pussy crack . . ."

"Ohhhhhhh baby," she moaned. "Yessssssss."

"And then," I continued, nursing my dick. "I'd find that clitty of yours and suck on it . . .nibble on it . . .stroke it with my tongue."

I could tell my mysterious caller was playing with herself. Her moans had become low and rhythmic.

"That's it baby. Play with your pussy for me."

Meanwhile, I was slapping my meat to the tune of her moans.

"Oh, baby," I said. "I got this big ol' cock here in my hands and its getting harder and harder. Hmmmm. What am I gonna do with it?"

My caller moaned louder. She was getting close to orgasm.

"Hmmmmm." I said. "I'm gonna have to slip this nice fat 8 inch cock all the way up you. One fat inch at a time. Whaddya think?."

Now my caller was gasping, moaning, expressing her mounting pleasure with deep grunts from the back of her throat.

"Yeah," I said. "All the way in and all the way out. In and out. Hmmmm. Till I'm riding you like a swing. And then . . ."

Before I could continue, the woman on the phone reached climax, moaning and gasping convulsively. I too was ready to cum. I could feel the jism boiling up in my balls. The sounds of her orgasm were bringing me closer and closer.

"Ohh, yeah, baby," I grunted. "I'm getting ready to cum. Ready to cum."

The woman's moans doubled in intensity and then reached a crescendo. I heard the phone drop and she began to let loose with a series of loud moans. I started cumming, squeezing my cock as I heard her almost shouting in joy on the other end of the line. As I shot my load and waves of pleasure rolled over my crotch, I heard her orgasm start to subside. Groaning in pleasure, I dropped the phone to wrestle every ounce of pleasure out of my cock. As cum sprayed over my couch and carpet, I slumped back in total release, feeling stunned and drained. I sat on the couch for a couple of seconds, regaining my senses and then picked up the phone. My caller had hung up. There was only a dial tone.

It was weird. My body felt great. My cock was slowly pulsing with post-climax vibes. But the dead phone made me feel kinda used, and kinda lonely. Why hadn't she stayed on the line? Why couldn't we get together and do the nasty in real life?

"Bitch," I muttered, putting the phone back in its cradle.

I cleaned up, turned the sound back up on the Knicks, and watched the rest of the game in a kind of daze.

The next morning I called up Stoney and we laughed about the phonesex surprise. We must have spent a half hour trying to figure out who my mystery caller was. Stoney was convinced it had to be Maureen, an ex-girlfriend of his who always had the hots for me. I didn't think so, but I still couldn't place the voice.

A couple of nights later I was at home when the phone rang again.

"Hi Lenny."

It was my mystery caller. Again we brought each other to climax, this time taking things slower and me explaining in close detail how I'd tit fuck her. This went on for weeks. Every couple of nights the phone would ring and, bingo, we'd be talking and moaning each other into climax. At first I was a little frustrated, preferring to fuck her live rather than via Ma Bell. But after a week or so I started really getting into it, daydreaming fantasies at work and then playing them out at night. The phone seemed to free both of us up and we talked some wild shit.

Three or four weeks after the first call, the phone rang.

"Hi Lenny"

"Hi baby," I answered. "I been thinking about you all day."

"Oh yeah, me too honey," she answered. "But listen, before we get going . . .are you going to be at Jack's party on Friday?"

Jack was another cop I used to partner with. He was having a party that Friday to celebrate his victory in the Department's boxing tournament. I was planning on going.

"Yeah," I said. "I'm gonna be there."

"Great," she said. "Bring your cell phone."

"Whoa," I said in surprise. "At the party?"

"No," she said. "Maybe we'll do something special"

"Tell me more," I answered.

"Later," she said. "Now, I'm wearing that thong you talked about the other night . . .and I've been thinking about that long, hard cock of yours all day."

With that, we were off to the races. After we hung up, I sat back and thought about Jack's party and what might happen. I had no idea but I sure wasn't going to miss anything.

Friday came around, and I drove over to Jack's. The party was going great guns - - lots of broads, good booze, and Jack, fucked up on tequila, giving us an instant replay of his championship match. I searched the faces but couldn't find any flickers of recognition. Stoney was there and so was the good-looking babe from his party. I started to chat her up but struck out again. Stoney's mom was catering this party too, and as I headed for the bar she stopped to offer me something from a plate of nachos.

A little while later, I was trying to hit on this chubby Polish gal from the **** when my cell phone rang. Excusing myself, I retreated to a corner and activated the phone.

"Hey baby."

It was her. I scanned the room, looking for anyone using a cell phone. I could see Joey B, an old neighborhood friend, shouting excitedly into a phone across the room. No way.

"What's up lover?" I asked. "You here at the party?"

"Uh huh," she answered. "I'm waiting for you."

"What?" I asked. "Waiting. Where?"

There was a pause. I heard my phonelover take a deep breath.

"Jack's bedroom."

I smiled. "Where's that? I never been in Jack's bed."

"Not until tonight," she said with a laugh. "Go up the stairs, take a right. It's the door at the end of the hall. Don't turn on any lights."

"See you in one minute," I said as I heard her phone click off.

I made my way through the crowd, angling for the staircase. Once there, I walked up slowly, trying not to draw any attention. It was dark upstairs but I got to the top and took a right and then practically sprinted down the hall.

At the door, I knocked lightly. Nobody answered. I opened the door slowly and peered in. It was too dark to see anything. I took a step or two into Jack's bedroom.

"Hey," I whispered. "I'm here honey."

Still no reply. I walked slowly toward the center of the room. I heard the door being closed slowly behind me.

"Shit," I whispered. "Where the hell are you?"

I felt someone close by.

"Right here, big boy," she whispered in my ear as I felt her arms snake around my neck.

We crushed our lips together and she crammed her tongue into my mouth. Almost whimpering with excitement, I plunged my tongue into her mouth. Soon, we were like a couple of carnivores, trying desperately and furiously to devour each others' mouths, our tongues lashing back and forth, each of us jockeying for position to get deeper and deeper penetration. She pressed me against the wall with her body and I circled my arms around her waist, pulling her hard and tight against me. I scooped up her firm, abundant ass in my hands and pulled her crotch against my hardening dick. She moaned as I rubbed her pussy mound against my cock. I could feel her big tits pressed against my lower chest. Quickly, I reached my hands down between her thighs and pulled her legs up over my hips.

"OH God, Lenny," she moaned. "Oh baby"

My body felt on fire. I stumbled forward looking for the bed as she clamped her thighs around my waist.

"Uh, uh . .. baby . .come on," she gasped.

I couldn't find the damned bed, so I sank to my knees on the floor and lowered her onto her back, our mouths still mashed together. I was neatly positioned between her legs so I reached down to pull her skirt up over her hips. Frantically, grunting in animal hunger, I reached up under her skirt to pull down her panties.

"Oh yes, baby," she groaned as she unlatched her lips from mine and leaned her head back. "That's it . . .oooohhhh."

I managed to pull her panties halfway down her thighs and then quickly unbuckled my belt, unzipped, and pulled my cock out.

"Let me . .let me," she whispered excitedly as she grasped my cock in both her hands. "You're so big. Oh . . .baby . . .ahhhhh."

She began pulling on my dick while I groaned in ecstasy. Before I knew it, she was maneuvering my cock between her legs and then right to the edge of her pussy. I licked her neck and almost swallowed a charm she wore on her necklace. I could feel her cunt, hot and wet, beckoning the tip of my cock.

"Let's do it," I whispered hoarsely. "Come on, let's fuck."

I jerked my hips forward, but she parried my cock, letting it run across her bush.

"Yeah, yeah, ok," she said. "Let me just hold it for a minute."

With one hand still on my cock, her other hand slid under my balls and started to squeeze and massage them. I groaned in agony.

"Oh lover," she whispered. "I love your cock. I love it . . hmmmm."

It was too much. I reached down, yanked her hand off my dick, and took matters into my own hand. I started feeding my cock into her hot pussy. She groaned with every inch I slowly plugged in. Her cunt was tight and the feeling of my dick parting her cuntwalls was incredible.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned. "Ohhhhh, yesssss. All the way . . .uhhhhh . .all the way baby . . .oh."

Once I was in up to my pubes, I stopped for a moment, relishing the feel of her cunt wrapped tight around my cock, relishing how perfect the fit was. She began twisting her hips and kicking her heels against my ass. I reached down and pushed her blouse up over her bra. I ran my hands over her bra-encased tits, squeezing them roughly, pinching the nipples. Her tits were big, really big, and soft.

"Ohhhhhhh," she gasped, putting her hands over mine. "That's it . . .oh yes . ohhhhh."

I could feel an orgasm starting to run its way down her cunt, vibrating along my cock. That was all the inspiration I needed. Slowly, I withdrew my cock until just the tip was lodged in her cunt. Then steadily, I plunged my dick back into her. As I entered her again, she let out a surprised squeak. She clamped one hand over her mouth, and I could hear her muffled moaning. I began to pump slowly and steadily, running my cock in and out of her, my whole body awash in the pleasure generated by the friction between my cock and her cunt.

"Mmmmm, mmmf, mmmf," my lover moaned in rhythm to my fucking. "Ohhhhh . .ohhhh . . .yeah."

We settled into a steady rocking, my dick pounding in and out of her, as she grunted in rhythm. I felt her hands on my ass cheeks, pushing me in deeper on the down stroke, grabbing an ass cheek in each hand on the out stroke. My cock was getting harder and harder. It was incredibly stiff, like I had an axe handle attached to my groin. Slowly I could feel the jizm churning in my balls. I was getting close to climax. I leaned down and stuffed my tongue into her mouth, and my lover, sensing my climax, wrapped her arms around my neck, crushing our mouths together, even as she began humping her hips up faster and faster to meet my speeding cock. I began to fuck furiously now, my hips torquing and twisting to ram my cock into her pussy as far and fast as I could. Panting, I lowered my head to her tits to concentrate on the searing pleasure running through my dick. As I banged away, she began pulling on my hair. I was lost in the pure pleasure of rabbit-fucking and felt nothing except my cock bloating and fattening with pleasure.

As I felt the cum starting to course through my dick, I raised myself back up on my elbows and started a series of long, hard deep stabs into her pussy.

"Ohhhh. . yeah," she whimpered, her own orgasm adding a tremor to her voice, "That's it baby . . .oh yeah . .cum baby . . .cum baby."

With her chant in my ear, my cock begain jerking load after load of jiz into her. My dick was exploding in pleasure. It was an orgasm that seemed to go on and on, minutes or maybe hours, as I emptied myself into her. I groaned and grunted with each spasm of pleasure, my face buried in the carpet next to her hair.

"Oh . . Lenny," she squealed. "Oh baby . . uhhhhhhh . ..yeahhhh."

She tightened her legs around my ass and pulled her hips tight against my crotch. With a last jerk, I finished fucking her and my hips sank down onto hers. We lay there together in stunned, exhausted silence, our chests heaving against each other. I took a deep breath and felt my whole body fall into deep, almost **** relaxation. My lover barely moved at all except for her heaving tits moving in tune to her deep breathing.

"Oh honey," I finally whispered, dragging myself up out of the stupor I had fallen into. "Oh . . .that was some fucking good fucking."

She gasped a little laugh.

"And how," she said as she ran her hands over my shoulders and down along my back. "That was worth the wait."

I sighed and rolled off of her onto the carpet. The cold air embraced my wet cock, but I didn't care. I couldn't have moved a muscle if somebody had a gun to my head.

"Hmmmmm," my lover grumbled, pulling her knees up. "You wait here sweetie. I'll be right back."

I mumbled something in reply and saw her shadowy form slip through the bathroom door in the corner of the room. The bathroom light came on after she closed the door, and I remember thinking that I would finally catch a glimpse of my phonesex goddess when she came back out. I felt really drowsy and dopey. I recall dimly feeling her pull my boxers and my pants back up over my hips, and then the sound of my zipper as she redid my fly.

The next thing I knew bright light flooded my eyes and I could hear Jack drunkenly shout, "Get off my fuckin' floor you fuckin' wasted asshole."

I groaned, put my arm across my eyes and rolled over. Jack kicked me.

"Get your fuckin' ass off my freakin' bedroom floor," he grumbled with a laugh. "Invite you fuckin' Italian assholes over for a party and you wanna camp out on my fuckin' floor. Ya fuckin' Sicilian guinea, dago, fuckin' wop."

I groaned again and told him to fuck off. Then, I heard him stumble into bed. I opened my eyes to Jack's bedroom, shook my head, and groped my way to my feet.

Where had she gone? Shit, I thought to myself. Where the hell is that bitch? I stumbled out of the bedroom, down the hall, and walked down the stairs holding on to the staircase railing. I was groggy and sleepy. Downstairs, the party was over, bottles and glasses and ashtrays littered Jack's living room.

Shit, I muttered to myself and headed out the front door.

I drove home with the sun rising in my face. Who the hell was this woman? I kept asking myself. Groggily, I recalled her body - - its thick but firm abundance, those massive tits, the wide hips and shapely legs. Jesus, I didn't even know what color her hair was. She could have been anyone. For a moment, I remembered the charm I'd almost swallowed as I kissed her neck. Was it shaped like a heart? or some kind of oval? I couldn't be sure. I pulled into my driveway, headed inside, and barely managed to make it to my couch. Maybe the phone would ring, I thought to myself as I drifted into a heavy ****.

I slept in late the next day. I woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. Scrambling across my bed, I picked up the receiver expecting to hear my mystery woman. It was my friend, Stoney.

"Yo Lenny," Stoney practically shouted. "What's up with you, ya dick!"

"Wha?" I answered groggily. "What you talking about? Waking me up like this."

Stoney laughed.

"Where the fuck'd you go last night?" Stoney asked. "Rog and me was looking for you. We jetted early from Jack's. We went to BabyDoll."

BabyDoll was a local strip club. Slowly, I explained to Stoney how I'd fucked the brains out of my phonelover in a pitch black room. He almost died laughing. We spent a good fifteen minutes trying to figure out who it was, yet again. Stoney was convinced it had to be Luz, a thick, dark-skinned female cop whose ass and tits we often admired. I knew it wasn't Luz. Before I hung up, Stoney invited me over for dinner at his house that night. I agreed because his mom made kickass pasta.

I showered and shaved, took a jog, bought the paper, had some coffee and juice, and then headed down to the gym for a workout and a nice, hot sauna. By three that afternoon, I was feeling relaxed. I checked my phone machine: no messages. Shit. She could at least call me up to compliment me.

By five, I was in my car and on the way to Stoney's. Mrs. Santucci greeted me at the door. She was about 55, a sweet old motherly kind of broad. I headed to the rec room downstairs where Stoney and I watched some t.v. and drank some beer. I was famished, so after about an hour I headed upstairs. Mrs. S. was finishing up the spaghetti sauce in the kitchen.

"Hey, Mrs. S." I said. "I'm starving. Whaddya got to snack on."

Mrs. S. turned away from the stove with a big smile. I smiled too. Then I looked down and noticed her necklace. It had a heart charm on it!

"I've got lots of good stuff, Lenny," Mrs. Santucci answered. "Here, try some of this cheese and bread."

She handed me a plate of cheese and bread while I ran my eyes over her body. She was no skinny mini; she was solidly built. Nice big tits. Small waist and big hips. I noticed her hair was about the right length. And then, I really concentrated on her voice.

"How you doing," I asked her.

"Just fine Lenny," she answered with a toothy smile. "How about you?"

Shit! My jaw almost dropped. It had to be her. The charm was right. The body was right. The voice was right. Stoney's mom! What the fuck! I was stunned but then as I regained myself I started to think about it. Stoney's mom was at both his and Jack's party; she catered both. Plus, she probably knew from Stoney what nights I was home and what nights I was out. Jesus. I was having phonesex with a 55 year-old woman. Worse, I had fucked a 55 year-old broad to oblivion and back. And, it had been good. No, it had been great.

Stoney's mom was washing some dishes at the sink. Her back was to me. Jesus, what the hell was her first name? She was always Mrs. S., or Stoney's mom, or Mrs. Santucci. Her first name? Then I remembered: Lisa. Lisa Santucci. I looked at Mrs. Lisa Santucci from behind. She did have a nice ass, full and swelling. And, her body was full of soft, plush curves. She had thick salt and pepper hair. And I remembered those big brown eyes of hers and that wide, full mouth. Thank God Stoney's dad was dead, bless his soul. I watched Mrs. S. shift from foot to foot. Her ass rolled luxuriously behind her. I could feel my cock stirring in my pants. Shit, I thought, I'm getting a hard-on thinking about my best friend's mom while Stoney's in the freaking basement. My cock had a life of its own - - I could feel it crawling down the leg of my pants as I thought about the wild sex Mrs. S. and I had had at Jack's party. The old broad could really fuck.

I had an idea.

I turned around and went down to talk to Stoney. He desperately wanted a DVD player, but he didn't have enough cash. When I got to the basement, I told him I'd lined up a DVD player for him. He had to go down to Fat Jack's and pick it up. Fat Jack was a pawnbroker who ran a shop off Flatbush, a 20 minute drive. I'd forgotten that I told Fat Jack to expect tonight around six. If he hurried, he could make it in time. Stoney was all smiles and gratitude. He grabbed his car keys, told me to tell his mom to hold dinner, and left through the basement door. I flipped open my cellular and dialed Fat Jack.

"Jackie," I said when I hear Fat Jack's voice. "This is Lenny."

"Yo Lenni, how you doin'?" Jack asked.

I explained that Stoney was on his way, to give him a DVD player. I'll pay you back tomorrow Jack, I told him, and I'll through in another fifty if you can keep Stoney there for a half-hour.

"How am I gonna do that, Lenny?" Jack asked.

"I don't care how you do it you fat ol' Sardinian," I answered. "Just do it."

He agreed, and we hung up. Meanwhile, I headed back upstairs.

Mrs. S. was still washing dishes, her back to the kitchen door. Silently, I crept up behind her until I was a foot or two away. Then, I walked up behind her and put one hand on the sink edge on either side of her, trapping her. I leaned in, over her shoulder, my crotch tight against her full ass.

"Lenny!" She almost shouted as I moved my body into place. "What are you doing?"

She tried to back up, but I held her in place. I squeezed her between my forearms and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"You slut," I whispered into her right ear. "You fuck me like that and then you leave me? Where's the gratitude?"

I could feel Mrs. S's body freeze at my words.

"L-L-L-Lenny," she stuttered. "I really .. .I don't know what you're talking about. Let me go!"

She squirmed but I held her steady, pressing her hips against the sink counter with my crotch.

"No more time for games, bitch," I muttered into her ear. "You know what you've been doing. And I do too. And, you know you loved it. You cock-loving old slut."

Mrs. S. flushed. She started breathing hard. But, she had stopped struggling. As I pressed my hard cock against her soft ass, I could hear her breathing quicken.

"Lenny," she gasped. "Where's Stoney? My god. He's gonna kill you if he sees this."

"He's gone," I whispered in Mrs. S's ear. "He'll be gone for at least an hour."

I could sense her relief. Her body relaxed slightly, and I shifted my arms off the sink edge, up to her breasts. One hand on each breast, I started to squeeze and massage, pushing her breasts up and out, then mashing them together. Meanwhile, I started to slowly rotate my hips against her ass.

"Admit it," I said. "Admit we fucked on the phone. Admit we fucked at Jack's. You're the one.

Mrs. S. gasped. She started to melt into my arms, her body slowly rolling in rhythm to my thrusts.

"No," she said, then sighed low and loud. "No, it wasn't me. I'm just an old lady."

I snorted. "Some old lady. Admit it, you love cock. You love my nice fat cock."

"No, no," Mrs. S. moaned, throwing her head back onto my shoulder, thrusting her breasts into my hand. Her whole body was rising and falling as I dry humped her ass.

"Oh, yes," I said with a growl. "You're just an old lady who loves cock. It's alright baby. I've got plenty of it here for you."

Mrs. S. moaned.

"Oh, Lenny, oh," she groaned. "Yes, baby, yes, yes, it was me. I love your cock."

She turned her head, and our mouths met in a furious, tongue-whipping kiss. Electricity flowed between our bodies, each tensed with sexual desire.

"Why?" I asked her, pulling away from her lips and running my hands up under her blouse to pinch her nipples.

"Ohhhhhh, Lenny," she sobbed. "I was so tired of it. I'd been watching you ever since Lou died. You and Stoney. So full of life. So handsome. So full of energy."

She groaned as I undid her bra and wrapped my hands around her huge tits, weighing one in each hand. I grasped her nipples between my fingers and rolled them gently, then more firmly.

"Ohhhhhh, yes, oh baby," she cried out. "But, I had to worry about Stoney. What would he say? I'm his mother. It was all I could do. C-c-c-call you like that."

"Hmmm," I answered, running my tongue into her ear. "Uh huh. Now we don't need the phone. Do we baby? Huh?"

"Ohhhhh," she groaned.

I took my hands off her tits and started to undo the snap on her jeans. She began to writhe her ass against my cock, then she put her hands on her tits and arched her back. I unzipped her jeans, pulled my crotch away from her, and pulled her jeans down over her hips. There she stood, her jeans around her ankles, a pair of sheer panties stretched taut against her ass cheeks. It drove me wild and as I pulled her panties down with one hand, I tugged at my own jeans with my other hand. Soon her ass was free, and so was my rock hard cock. I pressed it into her fleshy ass.

"Ohhhh, Lenny," she moaned. "Oh baby, you know I love your cock. Uhhhh . . . oh baby."

With that, she reached around to grab my cock and siezed it in her hand. It was my turn to groan. I reached down across her belly with one hand to play with her pussy. I returned my other hand to massage her tits. We were frenzied: she yanking my dick, and me fingering her hot pussy and mangling her breasts.

"Stick it in, you slut," I groaned.

She moaned and guided my dick into her cunt.

"Oh you fucking cock-hungry whore," I groaned. "Come on. Take my dick."

Mrs. S. moaned and I pushed my cock up through her cunt lips. As I entered her, she gasped and then pushed back on the sink, impaling her sweet pussy on my dick. I dropped my hands to her hips and gave a quick, forceful thrust. My cock was buried up to my pubes in her pussy.

"Oh yes," she shouted. "That's it lover. Ahhhhhhh."

Groaning, I shook my hips and then slowly began pushing and pulling her on and off my cock. I glanced down to watch her ass cheeks wobble as I slid my cock in and out of her pussy. Soon, I began building up steam, slamming my hips against her ass on each stroke. As she moaned in pleasure, I fucked her even faster, growing more furious as I saw her ass bouncing back and forth on my dick.

"Ahhhhh," Mrs. S. groaned. "Fuck me, Lenny. Fuck me, baby. Ohhhhhh. Yessss."

My cock was hardening fast and my balls were slapping furiously against her ass. I shifted my hands to her shoulders and pulled her hard back against my dick for maximum penetration. She gasped, then seemed to choke with pleasure. Our crotches locked tightly together, I pumped her ass violently, shaking her whole body.

"Ohhhhh," she screamed. Then she began sobbing in pleasure. "Ahhhh . . .mmmm . . oh, Lenny. . . .ohhhhh ba-ba-ba-baby."

I was drilling her ass like I a madman. I broke out into a sweat and groaned. Mrs. S. jerked one hand off the sink edge and reached down to begin squeezing my nuts. That was it. With a tremendous burst, my cock exploded, shooting gallon after gallon of cum. Mrs. S. screamed. I shouted. My climax was over but my body just kept going, my hips pounding away at her pussy. Slowly, my brain and body caught up with each other. Huffing and puffing with exertion, I looped my arms around her waist and lifted her up with a satisfied groan. I held her there, in a kind of bear hug, for a few seconds, then with a final grunt I dropped her back to the ground.

"My god, oh my god, Lenny," Mrs. S. panted. "Oh lord. Baby."

We were both trembling, with pleasure and exhaustion, trembling in the wake of our sudden, surprising fuck. My chest heaved, and as I caught my breath my cock slipped out of her cunt. I paused. Then, I spun her around to face me. Her hair hung over her face, and I parted it to plant a kiss on her lips. Her eyes were dazed, her cheeks were flushed apple red. Her tongue met mine and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I put my arms around her waist pulled her to me, our wet crotches mashed together.

After a long kiss, we slumped onto each others' shoulders.

"Hmmmm," I sighed. "You sure know how to fuck."

I could feel her smile.

"The feeling is mutual, baby," she whispered hoarsely.

We pulled apart, and I kissed her again. She smiled and leaned down to step out of her jeans.

"Oh my," she said. "Guess I better clean up."

"Uh huh," I answered. "We better get back to normal before Stoney gets back."

She laughed.

"Normal," Mrs. S. laughed. "I don't think we'll ever get back to that baby."

With that, she picked up her jeans and headed upstairs. I pulled my boxers up and then my pants. My legs were still shakey from all the fucking.

Mystery solved, I said to myself. Too bad I can't share the solution with Stoney. I chuckled and grabbed a beer from the fridge. A half hour later, Stoney came back from Fat Jack's, happy as a lark with his new DVD player tucked under his arm. We all sat down to a mountain of pasta and meat sauce.

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Posted by MONTED at 22,Aug,14 23:00

In 1991 I was a 22 year old that thought the money was in cocaine. I made good money at this profession but learned fast that people will turn on you in a heartbeat. It wasn’t long before officer friendly burst through the front door of my condo. My world turned upside down. I was able to get a sentence of 10 years and actually had to only serve 35% of that to be eligible for parole.

My prison time was to be spent in Monroe, Washington at the Monroe State Pen. This facility was really known for it’s sex offenders. At the time I was 5’-8” and 155lbs. I am German and Pacific Islander but looked Italian at the time. I heard rumors of **** in prison and needless to say I was nervous. I had a short stay but knew Monroe State Pen’s reputation for sex in jail. A lot of those guys were doing serious time there.

County jail was a piece of cake. No one gave you a bad time as far as butt sex. You had around 23 guys per cell. Now Monroe Pen. You would get a roommate. I had no desire to pack my shit and hoped I would get a cellmate who shared my same views.

The big day came when I was transferred and sent on my way to my new residence. I remember the guys all telling me about a big black guy named Bubba and that he would probably me my cellmate. I figured it was a myth and I would get someone more like me. As I was led to my cell, the inmates were relentless with their whistling and shouting. Woman always told me that I had a nice ass but was not enjoying the compliments from the guys. I finally made it to my cell and to my surprise, found out that I was the only occupant. It was a weight lifted off my shoulders.

That was short lived though during our yard time. Right away I was approached by the meanest and biggest black man I had ever seen. He wasn’t Bubba but went by the name of Jerome. He asked if I was straight or gay, I told him I was straight. Jerome explained that a good-looking guy as myself was going to be somebody’s bitch. He offered me the opportunity to be his bitch. He promised me protection and free drugs. I respectfully declined. For one my ass was, at the time, one way only. For another, Jerome stood about 6’-5” at around 325lbs and that was muscle. I did not want to meet his Johnson.

That evening the guards came to my cell, they informed my I was being moved to an occupied cell. My own cell was short lived. As we went up two levels we made our way to the end of the cellblock. At the end were 3 adjoining cells. I was led into the center one where Jerome greeted me. Turns out that Jerome had clout there. He ran the bloods and the cribs, which were the most feared gangs at that Penitentiary. Apparently he put the word out that he wanted me and no one was disputing it. I thought I was having it to easy up until that point.

Now I was very uncomfortable I knew what was up. Realize this, I was purely straight…this was never an option until that moment. Not that I wanted it to be an option; I really had no choice in the matter. I explained to Jerome that I had never done this before and wasn’t sure if I could. He told me not to worry. That was easy for him to say. That night during chow time Jerome stood behind me in the chow line. Every so often I would feel him push his hard cock right into my ass crack. He would push it into place and if I tried to pull away he’d just follow me continuing to press against me. It actually hurt a couple of times like he was trying to penetrate me through our jumpsuits. One thing was for sure this guy was hung.

After dinner we had free time. Jerome arranged for him and I to take our showers then with no interruptions. He said this would be a good chance for me to see what I will be up against. I told him that wasn’t necessary and that I would like to skip the shower. It was at that moment Jerome backhanded me sending me across the room. I came to on my back with **** coming out of my mouth. Jerome was sitting on my chest looking down at me. He grabbed my throat and began squeezing and yelling. “You will comply bitch! We aren’t dating here. You will suck and fuck when I say, where I say for how long I say starting now bitch!” With that he pulled out his cock, and while squeezing my cheeks together with his hand forced the head of it in my mouth. “You better suck it the same way you liked to be sucked bitch!” I twirled my tongue around it for a second then it got big fast. He pulled it out at that point seeing how it was getting wider than my mouth. I remember thinking how scared this guy was making me and how I just had a black mans cock in my mouth. Needless to say we went to the shower.

I felt dirty at this point. I actually felt a little sick with the thought of a mans cock in my mouth. Without saying a word, I disrobed and went straight to the shower. The idea of getting some quick alone time sounded good just then. I heard someone enter the shower and knew it was Jerome. I didn’t even look up, but just kept on rinsing. Jerome approached me from behind and said, “Sorry for doing you like that babe.” He then put his hands on my waistline and slowly pulled his body up against mine. I could feel his cock and balls rubbing against my backside as his hands caressing the sides of my buttocks. I thought to myself that this just isn’t right. Jerome was still talking reassuring me that this arrangement would be enjoyable for me as well as him. That I would get into rhythm and that he’d show me the ropes.

At that point he slide his hands to my front area and began to slowly stroke my cock. With the other hand he began to massage my balls. If that wasn’t enough he began to kiss my neck while licking my ear lobes. I couldn’t help it, my cock was instantly hard and I was enjoying being submissive to this black man. My body was reacting to his every touch. I quivered in delight with every area he explored on my body. All this stuff was new to me. Jerome started playing with my nipples and before I could even think I was hugging his head wanting him to bite them faster and harder. I was totally aroused. Jerome grabbed one of my hands as he slowly spun me around. He guided my hand to his big black shaft. Not only was this the first mans cock in my hand, but it was the biggest I had ever seen. I found out later that it measured at 10-1/4” inches in length and I **** you not when I say it is almost as wide as a soda can.

Jerome started moving his hips as I stroked his cock. I couldn’t believe that I was stroking another mans penis as he was stroking my 7-1/2”. Even more I was moving my hips with him as well. It was a hot situation. I never felt so turned on before. I never wanted to be the submissive one in a relationship, yet here I was so the girl and I was willing at that point to do just about anything. Jerome told me that he wanted me to jerk him off to completion. With both hands I started to stroke Jerome faster. I found myself wanting to make him cum. I got on my knees and with his cock floating in front of my face I opened my mouth and forced the head of his dick into it. It hurt my mouth because I had to open so wide. I could only take in about four inches. I just did what I enjoyed having done to me for oral. As Jerome grabbed the back of my head and pumped my mouth, I continued stroking with one hand and caressed is huge sack with the other. I heard Jerome saying,” That’s it baby, suck that black cock. Make me cum bitch! That’s it babe, oh ya, ooh ya, you luv this don’t you slut?” I looked up at him pulled my mouth off of his cock and to my surprise said, “ I love sucking your black cock, I want to make you cum.” Then I opened my mouth and Jerome continued thrusting into my mouth. After a couple more minutes I had to stop him. My mouth needed a rest. Jerome then surprised the hell out of me. He had me lay on my back. He told me that he could tell that in no time I would be sucking a mean cock. It was at that moment that Jerome wrapped his black lips around my cock. I felt my body go entirely limp. I couldn’t hardly move except my back arching as Jerome continued to give me the best blow job I had ever experienced.

I remember thinking this is how it feels to be the girl, I like this role. Just the idea that I can and will make this big black, mean ass, con, cum, and cum was a real turn on. This was my guy and I was his bitch. My mind was racing, as my body was tingling. Mean while I realized I was still stroking Jerome huge cock and that he had positioned it in front of my face. I again opened my mouth and took his cock. The smell of a mans sweaty balls was even turning me on. I started licking his nuts cleaning off the sweat. Jerome then jumped right up swung around grabbed my head and started to thrust fast into my mouth. I remember pushing away from him cause he had tried putting more then four inches in my mouth.

Jerome was huffing and puffing with a good rhythm as he continued thrusting his hips towards my face. He then started screaming, “I’m going to cum baby, I love fucking your white mouth, you suck good bitch. Wanna swallow daddys load? Want to taste your first bit of man juice?” By the way he was pumping and the things he was saying, I new he was coming fairly quickly. I released his cock from my mouth and asked if I could try that another time. Jerome was frantically stroking his huge member in front of me while I knelt before him. He answered me, “Ok babe you did good so I will cut you some slack. I am going to shoot this load on your face though. I want to be the first to come on and in you. With that I saw his face tighten up. Jerome grabbed my hair and put his cock right at my face. I closed my eyes and remember thinking, “oh my God, I am going to have a man cum on my face.” It was then that I felt the warmth of the pre-cum splatter and then I heard Jerome moan loudly as I was hit by the most cum I ever witnessed come out of a single man. It lasted a good 15 sec before Jerome dried up. My face was covered in cum. I grabbed a towel and quickly wiped it off. The thought of swallowing cum or having cum shot deep into my ass I hope is something I won’t have to experience.

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On the Train...............Fantasy

Posted by MONTED at 22,Aug,14 22:56

I was heading home on a Wednesday morning , it had been three months since I’d been to sea and was looking forward to the waiting arms of my wife. I have always been afraid of planes , so I usually take the Amtrak home. I got off the boat in New York and headed to the train station for the twenty four hour trip to Florida. I arrived at the station two hours early and as usual walked down the three blocks to the nearest liquor store. Picking up my bottle of Captain Morgan, I knew my trip would go faster with the help of my good friend. I boarded the train and we left on time at eleven in the morning.

I slept for the first four hours but, woke up and decided to go have a drink. I headed to the lounge and took a seat in the last booth. I ordered two cokes from the lady at the counter and poured me a generous amount of rum into my class, topping it off with coke. Taking the first sip, I relaxed and thought in twenty hours I’d be home and could get some rest.

After an hour of just sitting there I decided to get out my laptop and finish one of my sex stories that I had been working on. In The Shower, was the name of it. I was about half way done and since it was true it just flowed out of my mind and on to the screen. I had zoned out, due to my typing and drinking , I had not noticed the man that sat down opposite of me in the booth. Not tell he spoke up.

“Hey you don’t mind if I sit here do you?” He asked

“ Oh I’m sorry I didn’t notice you, no I don’t mind, knock yourself out.” I told him

“ Thanks” He said.

I largely ignored him since I was so engrossed with my story. I had finished typing and was proof reading it. After about fifteen minutes he spoke up again.

“ Man , this is going to be a long trip , I’m heading all the way to Miami. But I can’t stand airplanes so this is the only way I travel. How about you where are you going?” He asked me.

Slightly annoyed at him I looked up and finally took a good look at him. I was kicking myself for not looking sooner, He had dark skin but not too dark, black hair ,brown eyes and a fit body. My heart skipped a beat as I tried to mutter out a response.

“ Umm, Yeah, sounds like a long trip for you. I’m heading to Tampa so I’ve got a while too. I’m Mike by the way and your name is ?” I asked

“ Oh sorry , Marcus is my name.” He said shaking my hand.

He had soft hands, unlike mine that are hard and rough from the work I do. The feel of his skin excited me. It had been a good four years since I last been with a guy but it’s never far from my mind. Being married though I don’t take the many chances that come my way. With my attention now taken away from the computer I started to talk with him.

“So what do you do for a living?” I asked

“ I’m a fashion designer.” He said “ I work for a company in New York but, I’m heading to Miami to meet some friends. Hold on a sec while I go get another drink from the bar, I’ll be right back.”
He walked off and I couldn’t help but stare at his ass, as he walked away. Something about him told me he was gay , I usually can pick them out easily and the fact he was a fashion designer didn’t help his case with me. I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and declared him straight until further notice. He came back to the table and sat down , he had purchased a bottle of Bacardi and a coke.

“ Its all they have” He said “ I prefer Captain Morgan but I guess I’m stuck with this”

“ No, your not, give me your glass, I have a liter of Captain in my bag here.” I told him reaching into the bag. He handed me his glass and I poured him a good bit.

“ Thanks a lot, what luck for me to run in to someone who also drinks what I drink and have some on them. That makes you almost perfect to me.” He said

“ No problem” I told him, a little curious about the “almost perfect” remark. A few hours passed as we talked back and forth to each other about our lives. I told him I was married to which he sounded down at hearing. He told me he had been engaged but decided not to get married, he said it wasn’t for him. Around seven at night I asked him if he’d like to join me in the dining car for dinner. He accepted and I packed my computer up. We walked back to the dining car and took a table. We ordered our food and continued our conversation. We were the same age so, we had a lot in common.

“ Your job sounds so interesting!” He said “ I bet you see a lot traveling from place to place aboard a boat. What’s the craziest thing that ever happened out there?”

I decided to test his take on homosexuals and told him, “ The craziest was once we were tied up at a dock that had a bar across the street, we all got shit faced and went back to the tug, that night I guess one of the guy’s got horny and tried to fuck the captain in the ass. It didn’t go over well.”

“ Man that’s nuts but, maybe the captain was hot.” He said.

We finished our dinner and went back to the lounge, luckily our booth was still empty and we sat down. I pulled my laptop back out and finished proof reading my story and logged in to XNXX to post it. That’s when he asked. “ What are you typing anyway.”

“Oh, nothing , just stories that I write.” I said, I didn’t want him to see what I write since I was having a good time and figured it’d be awkward if he found out. But he persisted

“ What kind of stories?” He asked “ They are not naughty are they.”

Hearing the “come on show me” tone of his voice, I told him yes they were sex stories that I write but, he couldn’t read them. Why I told him that I don’t know because it just made him more curious.

“Why not” He asked “ Are they private?”

“ No, I post them online but, I don’t think they are your flavor.” I told him

“ How do you know what my flavor is?” He asked “ I’m very open to anything.”

“I don’t think you are this kind of open.” I said , “these are gay stories.”

“Really!” He said “ Let me read it”

“ Why are you gay?” I asked

“No, I’m bi “ he said “ Wait a minute if you are married to a girl why are you writing gay sex stories?”

“Well , if you must know I’m bisexual myself but decided to settle down with the woman I love. These stories are where my gay life is now.” I told him

“ So that means you jack off to gay stuff, don’t you.” he asked

“ Of course” I said “but that’s were it ends. I’m very happy with my life but, I still have desires. My wife knows I been with guys and she has been with girls. We use that knowledge in bed to fulfill our fantasies and still stay true to each other.” I said

“Well that’s not as good as the real thing. Anyway do you mind if I read them then.” he said moving over next to me.

“I guess if you want to, go ahead.” I told him as I moved the screen over. He started to read it and I could tell it was getting him horny by the way he kept shifting around in the seat.

“ Wow” He exclaimed “ This is a hot story, it could get anyone horny.”

That’s when he placed his hand on my leg , as if to get a better view of the screen. I knew better and was sure if I did not stop him he would try and see how far I’d let him go. I decided not to move his hand, I wanted to have another fantasy that I could use for a story later. Slowly his hand slid to my thigh and from there to my inner thigh. My cock had felt the incoming touch and grew to its full length down my pant leg. By now the lack of sex and the booze that I had been drinking was breaking down my inhibitions and I was getting very horny. It had been so long since I had the touch of a man’s hand on my body and I longed for it so much. He pressed on and his fingers discovered my cock, his hand jumped back slightly, I guess he had not expected it. But he quickly resumed and started to trace my cock with his fingers and gently squeeze it.

“ Feels like someone else is horny too .” He said as he stopped touching me.

“I didn’t tell you to stop.” I said.

“ I have a better idea.” He said “ I have a sleeper in the forward car, how about we head that way and you can show me some more stories.”

My cock had taken control of my body now and without hesitation I said yes. We got up and I followed him down to his room. Stepping inside he locked the door behind us. I could not help myself and as he turned around I kissed him and wrapped my arms around his neck. Our tongues touched and the feel of his lips made my cock pulse so hard it almost tore a hole in my pants. Still locked in our kiss I reached down and grabbed his dick, it was rock hard, I traced my hand down it and guessed it at seven inches. My own was six and a half but was a lot thicker. I decided to take command of our encounter and pulled off our shirts. Our bare skin felt so sexy rubbing together.

Gently I kissed and sucked his left nipple while running my hands up and down his chest which was shaved bare. He ran his hands through my hair and pulled slightly. I continued down to his waist line and used my teeth to undo his belt and jeans , in one motion I pulled his jeans and briefs to the floor. His cock stood strait up with a slight curve to the right. With one hand I grabbed his cock and stroked it. The smell of his crotch was intoxicating, a mixture of sweat and pre cum. I had to taste it and ran my tongue up the shaft, he quivered from the lick I had just given it and begged me to suck it. I put just the head into my mouth and sucked slowly while still stroking the shaft. Slowly working the whole length into my mouth till I had it all. For five minutes I continued to suck his cock, while he moaned with pleasure.

He motioned for me to stop and I stood up as he dropped to his knees and pulled my cock out. Reaching in to his bag he pulled out a bottle of lube and a condom. “ Please fuck me” he said getting on his hands and knees. I knelt down behind him and opened the condom. I tried to roll it down my dick but it was too tight. I usually use magnum sized condoms, not for the length but the girth. I decided to not use it and go bareback, I lubed my cock and his ass which seems to pulse in desire. I rested the head of my cock on his hole and slowly pushed, it went in with ease and I pushed all the way. With my cock fully engulfed by his ass I reached around and stroked his cock as I pulled out slow and rammed back in. I kept on pounding his ass so hard that our balls were sore from slapping into each other. I pulled out completely and slammed back in hard. It felt so warm and tight, even with my big girth his ass kept a tight grip on my cock, squeezing it every time I pushed in.

I could fell my orgasm building and held back as long as I could. I let out a scream that I was going to cum, he asked for me to cum in his mouth. A few minutes later I pulled out and he turned around, I jerked my cock and blew my load into his mouth. Stream after stream came flying out of my prick and onto his lips. It was to much and over flowed. I bent down and kissed his lips, savoring the taste of my cum and his lips. His cock was still pulsing from not having its release, I grabbed it and started to suck on it hard. It took only 2 minutes and he started to cum in my mouth, it was so hot I thought it would burn my tongue. He filled my mouth and I swallowed every drop, I was not going to share with him as I wanted it all. Exhausted I collapsed on the floor next to him wrapping my arms around his body and we feel asleep. It felt good to fuck a man again.

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A Husband's **** Fantasy.....................Fiction

Posted by MONTED at 22,Aug,14 22:41

Brandon and Stephanie have been married for almost 18 years now. They have had a good sex life, but lately it has been falling off. It had nothing to do with Stephanie not wanting it, but Brandon not wanting it.

Brandon is 44 years old, and Stephanie is 40. Brandon stands 6'2", with dark red hair and green eyes, weighing about 240 lbs. Stephanie stands about 5'6", with long brown hair and blue eyes. She weighs about 190 lbs, with 44DD tits.

They had hired a local college student to do their yard work for them. Jamal is a 20 year old junior in college. He stands 6'4", with dark skin, a shaved head, and dark brown eyes. He had a muscular build, weighing 200 lbs.

Stephanie pulled into their driveway, an hour earlier than normal. She noticed Jamal's car was still parked on the street. She knew Brandon wouldn't be home for at least another hour, but thought Jamal would have left already.

She opened the front door and entered the house, "Jamal?" She didn't hear anything as she walked through the front room and into the kitchen, "Jamal?" She said a little louder, again no response.

She set her keys and purse on the counter as she looked out the window, into the backyard. Jamal was by the fence, his shirt off, pruning the bushes. Stephanie felt something catch in her throat, as she looked out. His muscular body was glistening in the sun with his sweat. She felt her pussy beginning to tingle, as she watched him work. His perfectly chiselled abs and chest glistening and flexing with his movements.

She had never felt this way about another guy, besides Brandon, but something about Jamal was exciting her. She continued to watch him work, feeling her pussy beginning to get wet. She slid her hand inside of her slacks and panties, lightly rubbing her trimmed slit. She got more and more excited, as she sunk her middle finger into her pussy, and started moaning.

Jamal finished up with the bushes, and collected all of the tools and put them away in the shed. Stephanie quickly tried to compose herself as he came up to the back door. He entered the kitchen and smiled at her, "hi Mrs. Wengler, you're home early today." Stephanie returned the smile and said, "yeah I got off early today," almost breathless.

Jamal cocked his head as he looked at her, "are you ok Mrs. Wengler?" Stephanie quickly nodded as she stared at his firm abdomen, she wanted to just grab his hand and lead him to her room, and fuck his brains out, but she resisted the urge.

Jamal nervously laughed, "ok if say so. Well I'm done for the day, so I'm gonna get out of here." Stephanie slowly walked towards him, looking in his eyes, "ahh you gotta leave so soon?" As she walked up in front of him, he looked down at her, a little more nervous now, "yeah, I got some class work I need to get done yet."

Stephanie looked up at him, smelling his sweat, causing her to get more excited, "can't you stay for a while?" Jamal stood there, thinking about an answer, as he looked down at huge tits pushing against her blouse, and showing lot's of cleavage. "Mrs. Wengler, I honestly would stay, but I really need to get the homework done, because its due tomorrow."

Stephanie noticed him looking down her blouse and decided it was now or never. She reached out and grabbed at his groin. Jamal jumped back a little when she grabbed at his cock, "what are you doing?" He asked quickly. Stephanie felt his thick manhood through his shorts, and almost gasped at how big it felt.

"I'm sorry Jamal, but I haven't got any sex from my husband for a few weeks now. And while watching you work out there, I got all hot and horny," she said, almost matter-of-factly. Jamal looked at her with confusion, "but you're twice my age, married, and I work for you."

Stephanie chuckled lustily at him, "enough with the excuses, your a guy and I'm a girl that needs to get fucked hard." As she started rubbing his hardening cock through his shorts. "I... I don't know Mrs. Wengler," Jamal said nervously. Stephanie put her finger to his lips as she whispered, "shh, no more talking."

Jamal stood there, baffled as to why this was happening as he watched the older woman slowly move to her knees in front of him. Stephanie looked up at him and smiled, then back at the huge bulge in his shorts. She slid her fingers into the waistband of his shorts, and started tugging them down.

Jamal thought about resisting this, but his dick was begging for release now. Stephanie pulled Jamal's shorts down his legs, his 8 1/2" dick springing up as she pulled his shorts down to his knees. Her eyes grew wide as she saw how big his dick really was. It was almost 2" longer than Brandon's, and a hell of a lot thicker, almost 3" in diameter.

Stephanie only had one thing on her mind, as she knelt there, mesmerized by the shear size of his black cock. Jamal laughed as he saw her staring at his cock, "anything wrong?" Stephanie slowly shook her head, "I've never seen a dick this big." Jamal laughed again, "well your the one that exposed him."

Stephanie nodded, "yeah, but I didn't realize it would be this big." As she knelt up and slowly wrapped her hand around the shaft of his dick, her fingers not even going fully around it. Jamal groaned as he felt her tiny hand grab his dick, and it throbbed at her touch. Stephanie cooed as she felt his cock throb in her hand, as she opened her mouth as far as she could, bringing it to the fat head of his dick.

Jamal felt her hot breath on the tip of his dick as he watched Stephanie try to fit her mouth around it. "Oh my god," he groaned. Stephanie's mouth was stretched as far as it could as the head of Jamal's cock entered her mouth. She slid her tongue across the bottom of his head as she sucked as hard as she could.

Jamal threw his head back, as he laid a hand on top of her head and groaned, "oh yes Mrs. Wengler, that feels so good." Stephanie took his cue and started moving her hand up and down his shaft, as she tried to take more of it into her mouth. Jamal tried to **** her further onto his dick as he felt her mouth fully engulf the fat head and suck hard.

Stephanie tried to resist him, but he was much to strong as he pushed on the back of her head harder. The head of his cock jammed into the back of her throat, causing her to gag and choke as she tried to push him back. Jamal held her there as she gagged on his dick, "oh god yes you old slut, gag on my cock," he yelled, looking down at her.

Jamal finally released her head, allowing her to breath again. Stephanie looked up at him in disbelief, before he seemed reluctant to do anything, but then forced her to gag on his dick. She wanted to speak, but couldn't, still trying to catch her breath. Jamal looked at her with an evil grin, "ah you didn't like that Mrs. Wengler?" He laughed as he stuck his cock back into her mouth and forced it into the back of her throat again. She was only able to take about 3" of his dick before she started gagging, as her hands tried to push him back.

Stephanie knew she was the one that started this, but didn't like gagging on his fat cock, but it was also turning her on more at his forcefulness. She had long had a fantasy of being dominated like this by a guy, and now it was happening. Her pussy was getting wetter the more he forced her onto his cock.

"That's a good bitch, choke on my dick," he growled as he roughly kept ramming his dick into her throat. Stephanie's saliva and spittle was coating his dick, running down her chin, and dripping off of his shaft. Each time his dick slammed into her throat, more spit flew out as she choked.

After jamming his dick into her throat a few more times, he let go of her head and she sat down on the floor, breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath. Stephanie looked up at him with amusement, her spittle still running down her chin. Jamal laughed at her, "so did you like choking on my cock bitch?"

Stephanie slowly nodded, she had loved it, but was still in shock at how fast his mood had changed from nice to a domineering guy. Jamal stuck his hand out and helped her up, "so are gonna be my naughty married, black cock whore now?"

Stephanie didn't say a word, her throat hurting, as she unbuttoned her slacks and pushed them down, revealing her baby blue, bikini style panties. Jamal groaned as he saw how wet the crotch of her panties was, as he pushed his shorts the rest of the way off, and kicked them aside.

Stephanie started to push her panties down, but Jamal stopped her and helped her up onto the counter top on the island, in the middle of the kitchen. She fixed her eyes on him, wondering what he was going to do next.

Jamal looked into her eyes as he lightly ran his hand across her covered pussy, "is this pussy ready to be filled up by my cock?" Stephanie nodded, "yes baby, give me that big black dick, show this bitch what a real dick feels like. Stretch it wide so my husband can't feel anything." Stephanie couldn't believe she had just said that, but she was so turned on, it just came out.

Jamal chuckled at her as he pulled the strap of her panties aside, revealing her trimmed, somewhat gaping, glistening pussy. "Mmm already ready for me," he groaned as he moved to his knees, so his face was level with her pussy. He stuck his tongue out and dipped it into her gaping hole, tasting her nectar.

Stephanie moaned loudly as she felt his tongue enter her, "oh fuck yes, taste my pussy." As she grabbed his head, pulling him into her. He gave into her want, burying his face in her pussy, sinking his tongue as far as he could. Stephanie closed her eyes in pure pleasure, as she threw her head back and moved her hips around on the counter, rubbing her pussy all over his face. It had been so long since Brandon had done this to her, that she was in heaven as he tonge-fucked her pussy.

Brandon parked behind Stephanie's car, noticing Jamal was also still here. He figured he would have beat his wife home today, since he got off early, but she had gotten off earlier. He walked through the front door and closed it behind him. He set his keys on the end table when he heard a woman moaning. 'That sounds like Stephanie,' he thought to himself as he started walking towards the noise.

Brandon walked up to the entryway of the kitchen, and before he entered he saw his wife sitting on the counter top, her head thrown back and her fat legs spread apart. Between her legs he could see Jamal's shaved head,his face buried in her pussy. He wanted to yell and strangle his landscaper, but he just stood there mesmerized by the scene. He also knew that he hadn't had sex with his wife in a while, and that nobody's fault but his, so she was probably frustrated, he figured.

Brandon also has always had a **** fantasy of watching his wife getting fucked by another guy, and now was that chance. Brandon's dick began to rise as he watched his wife move and gyrate her hips into Jamal's face, her moans growing louder.

Brandon looked down Jamal's body to his huge dick. Brandon gasped to himself at the sight, 'how is she going to fit that inside of her,' he thought to himself. He knew his own dick wasn't very big, but Stephanie never complained about his 6 1/2" dick. He also had to admit to himself that he wanted to watch her take a fat cock inside of her pussy. Brandon quietly crept into the kitchen and walked up next to his wife.

Stephanie had her eyes closed, and didn't realize he was standing next to her. Jamal saw him walk up, but didn't stop what he was doing. Brandon looked down at Jamal and put his finger to his lips to hush Jamal.

Stephanie yelled out, "oh fuck yes, you're gonna make me cum, you're gonna make your bitch cum all over your face." Brandon couldn't believe what he just heard her say, but it excited him even more as he reached out and cupped one of her fat tits and lightly squeezed it.

This set Stephanie off as she yelled, "yes, play with my tits as you eat my pussy, you naughty bastard, make me fucking cum." Stephanie's ass was on the edge of the counter, as her body started jerking and trembling.

Brandon was fondling both of his wife's tits as he groaned, "yes that's it cum all over his face." This caused Stephanie to freeze, she opened her eyes and looked at her husband. Jamal didn't let up on her pussy, as she sat there staring at Brandon, a look of confusion on her face.

Brandon smiled at her, "don't stop now, cum for the poor boy." Stephanie slowly started moving her hips again, her eyes fixed on Brandon. "You want me to cum? Huh, do you want me to cum all the boy's face?" She groaned as her orgasm started growing again. "Oh yes baby, cum for him, show him how much you want his fat cock inside of you," Brandon yelled, tweaking her nipples through her blouse and bra.

Stephanie could not believe that her husband wasn't furious at her, let alone urging her on. Listening to Brandon talk to her like that set off her orgasm. She closed her eyes as her mouth opened wide, her hips slamming into Jamal's head as her orgasm coursed through her body.

Brandon watched his wife cum, her body trembling against his hands, as he continued fondling her tits. "Yeah that's it baby, cum all over his face, make him taste your pussy juice," Brandon urged her. Stephanie was almost screaming as her orgasm continued, "oh fuck, oh fuckkk."

Pussy juice was flowing out of Stephanie, filling Jamal's mouth and running down his chin. Jamal was trying to keep up with the flow, but it was a losing battle, as he moaned into her pulsating pussy, her thick thighs squeezing his head tight.

Finally her orgasm began to dissipate, her legs releasing Jamal's head. She fell back on the counter top, her body still lightly shaking as she breathed heavily. Jamal knelt on the floor, trying to catch his own breath, his face glistening with Stephanie's juices.

Brandon stepped back and looked at Jamal, "how was it?" Jamal didn't say anything, just nodding at the older man with a look of confusion on his face. Brandon chuckled, "wow he's speechless, guess it was good."

Stephanie had regained her strength and sat up on the counter top, "honey, your not mad about that?" Brandon shook his head and smiled, "not one bit, and now I can't wait to watch you take that monster cock inside of your pussy." Stephanie looked at him in shock, "what? You want him to have sex with me?"

Brandon laughed at her reaction, "oh yes honey, I have always wanted to watch you get fucked by another guy, although I'll admit not by a guy of his size, but yeah I want you to have sex with him." Stephanie slowly shook her head, not quite comprehending what he said. Brandon added, "but I expect to be included in this."

Jamal had stood back up. His long, fat cock standing out in front of him, his eyes locked on Stephanie's plump pussy, slowly licking his lips.

Without waiting for Stephanie to respond, Brandon quickly took his pants and briefs off, tossing them aside. He smiled at his wife, his 6 1/2" dick fully hard and leaking a small amount of precum. While he never knew how he would react to watching his wife getting fucked by someone else, now that it was about to happen, he was more turned on than ever before.

Jamal slowly stroked his dick as he moved closer to Stephanie. Not moving his eyes from his goal. He nudged the head of his cock against her entrance as she sucked in her breath in anticipation. Jamal looked up at Stephanie, "ok here we go. Are you ready?" Holding her breath, Stephanie quickly nodded.

Brandon moved up next to his wife, wanting to get a firsthand view of the action. His eyes were fixed on Jamal's dick, as Jamal pushed his hips forward. Brandon watched closely as his wife's labia opened around the head of the fat dick, and it slowly disappeared into her entrance. "Oh my fucking god," Stephanie groaned as she felt her pussy stretch wide around the intruder.

"Oh yeah honey, look at that big cock disappear into your pussy," Brandon groaned as he reached down and started rubbing Stephanie's swollen clit. Stephanie's body started trembling and jerking as her husband flicked the tip of his finger across her sensitive clit.

Jamal slowly kept pushing his cock into her tight hole, groaning and grunting the whole way, as he felt her pussy muscles squeeze and relax around his dick, in time with her breathing. "Holy shit, damn your tight," Jamal groaned as he felt the head of his dick push against her cervix, still with about an 1" of his dick still out of her.

Stephanie jumped when she felt his dick push against her cervix, as she looked up at her husband, "oh my fucking god, he's ripping me in half." Brandon groaned at her, not saying anything as he continued rubbing her swollen clit, that was pushed out now from her pussy being filled to the max. Stephanie turned her attention back to Jamal, taking shallow breaths, "ok go slow at first, fuck I've never felt so full."

Jamal lightly laughed at her comment, as he felt her pussy squeeze his dick hard, then slowly relax. He put his hands on the counter top, and slowly began to withdraw out of her.

Brandon watched as Jamal slowly pulled out of his wife's pussy, the shaft of his huge cock glistening with her juices, and her pussy clinging to it as the veiny member was pulled out. Brandon looked up at his wife, who had her eyes closed and taking shallow breaths.

Jamal pulled back until he was almost out of her, then moving his hands to her hips, he steadily pushed back into her tight recess. He started a slow and steady rhythm, pulling out until he was almost out, then sinking back into Stephanie. Stephanie's pussy slowly became accustomed to the dick moving in and out of her, as she slowly started moving her hips into him. She opened her eyes and looked at Jamal, "fuck me baby, fuck your black cock whore."

Brandon looked at her in shock, he could not believe what he had just heard. Stephanie looked up at him then down at his leaking dick, "give me that cock in my mouth baby," she moaned, as she reached out and wrapped her hand around Brandon's smaller member. Brandon felt her hand grab his dick and she started pulling him towards her. Stephanie turned her head and engulfed his smaller dick easily into her mouth.

Jamal had started moving faster in and out of Stephanie, as her pussy continued to cling to his cock each time he pulled back. He was grunting loudly each time he pushed back into her, pushing the head of his dick into cervix.

Stephanie started moving her head up and down on Brandon's dick, sucking hard on it and moaning, as she continued moving her hips into Jamal. She fondled Brandon's balls, as he started moving his hips into her. "Oh fuck baby, yes suck my dick, mmm," Brandon groaned as he threw his head back in pleasure, and put his hand on the back of her head.

Jamal was slamming in and out of Stephanie now, her pussy loosened up and not clinging to his cock so tightly. He still couldn't get all of his cock into her, as he slammed into her cervix hard each time.

Stephanie could not believe how turned on she was getting, having a cock in her pussy and in her mouth was exciting her tremendously, as she sucked harder on Brandon's dick and moved her hips more and more into Jamal. She was fondling Brandon's ball sack as she felt them beginning to tighten up towards his body. She knew he was getting ready to cum, but she didn't like him cumming in her mouth.

Jamal could feel his balls churning, preparing to empty their contents deep into the older woman. He didn't want to cum so soon, and froze in place as he buried his dick inside of Stephanie, hoping the feeling of ejaculation would go away.

Stephanie pulled her mouth off of Brandon's dick and looked at Jamal, "why did you stop?" Jamal looked at her, "I'm about to cum already." Brandon was still moving his hips with Stephanie's hand still wrapped around his dick, on the edge of cumming. Stephanie giggled at Jamal, "it's ok, you can cum inside of me."

Jamal gave her a half smile as he looked at her eyes, "ok, you want me to cum inside of you?" Stephanie quickly nodded, "yes baby, I want to feel your big black cock throb and shoot its hot load deep inside of me." Jamal started moving in and out of her again, forcefully jamming his dick into her each time.

Stephanie turned her attention back to her husband, "you want to cum too, don't you baby?" Brandon looked at her and nodded with a pleading look. Stephanie giggled, "if you wanna cum, you gotta make me cum first." Brandon slowly nodded as he moved his hand to her swollen clit and started rubbing it up and down.

Stephanie responded immediately, throwing her head back and closing her eyes, "oh fuck yes, make me cum, make me cum all over his fat cock." Her body trembled and shook as Jamal was slamming in and out of her, hard and fast. "That's it fuck my pussy hard baby, fill it full of your hot seed," she yelled out, moving her hips into Jamal hard.

Jamal was grunting as his orgasm drew closer, "oh yes, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fill you full you black cock whore." Stephanie's own orgasm was on the verge of exploding through her body as she listened to him talk. Brandon vigorously rubbed his wife's clit, talking to her as well, "that's it honey, cum for him, cum all over his fat cock."

That was enough to send her over the edge. Her orgasm coursed through her body as she screamed, "oh fuck, I'm cumming you black bastard, I'm cumming all over your big black cock." Her pussy constricted tight around his fat cock, almost **** him out of her, as she came. Her pussy was squeezing and relaxing around his dick as she continued to cum, as if trying to milk his cum out.

Jamal tried to keep moving inside of her, but it was tighter than before. Her pussy squeezed the head of his dick hard as tried to push into her. He threw his head back as he felt his cum rush up from his balls and down the shaft of his dick. Brandon watched as Jamal's cock grew bigger and Jamal groaned, "oh god yes, here it comes."

Stephanie was starting to come back to earth when she felt the first shot of cum fire into her, "that's it baby, cum for me, oh my god its so hot." As Jamal's cock throbbed again and more of his cum spilled into her. Jamal's dick was only about an 1" inside of her as he continued to cum. Brandon could see Jamal's cum slowly seeping out around his fat member, and down his wife's swollen pussy lips.

As Jamal finished cumming, his dick still throbbing lightly he stumbled back in exhaustion. As his dick slipped out of Stephanie, what looked like a river of cum followed it.

Brandon looked at her cum filled hole, amazed at the amount of cum that Jamal had just shot into his wife. Her pussy was still contracting at the emptiness, slowly pushing more of Jamal's cum out, and leaking down the crack of her ass.

Stephanie was still trying to catch her breath as she looked at her husband, "ok honey you can fuck me now." Brandon looked at her, then back at her gaping slit and wondered if he could cum now.

Brandon moved around between her legs, lining his dick up with leaking pussy. He had fucked her cream filled pussy in the past, but it was his cum, and her pussy was never gaped like this. He pushed his dick into her pussy, easily sinking into her, feeling Jamal's cum coat his dick. Stephanie grunted and held her breath as she used her tired pussy muscles to squeeze his smaller dick.

Brandon groaned at what she was doing and he slowly pulled his dick back, looking down and seeing the mixture of Jamal's cum and his wife's pussy juices covering his dick. He looked back up at Stephanie and slammed into her, hard and fast. "You liked having that fat cock inside of you, didn't you baby?" He groaned as he started fucking her hard.

Stephanie was grunting as his hips slammed into her ass, wrapping her legs around his waist urging him on, "oh yes honey, I loved his cock, but your cock is good too. Fuck me honey, fill my cum filled pussy with your hot load too."

"Oh yes honey, I'm gonna fill your pussy, oh fuck yes," Brandon yelled as his orgasm neared. With one final push into her, his dick throbbed hard, his cum firing deep into her pussy. "Oh fuck, here it comes baby, I'm cumming," he exclaimed as his hips jerked with each shot of cum.

"Oh my god honey, yes shoot your hot load deep inside of my pussy," Stephanie moaned as she felt his cum spilling into her.

As Brandon finished cumming he collapsed onto his wife, his body still lightly trembling. His dick was still throbbing inside of her, as it slowly softened. He regained his strength and slowly slipped his semi-hard dick out of her pussy, a string of semen still connecting the head of his dick to her swollen pussy.

As he stepped back, Stephanie moved off of the counter top and knelt in front of Brandon, her knees spread apart. She grabbed his deflated, cum-covered dick and pulled it towards her. She fully engulfed his limp member, sucking on it, and licking it clean.

As she cleaned her husband's dick off, the mixture of Jamal's and Brandon's cum seeped out of her open pussy. Some of it dripping straight onto the floor, and some running down her inner thighs. After she cleaned his dick off, she motioned for Jamal to come over.

As Jamal walked towards her, his dick hung loosely in front of him, flopping side to side as he walked. Stephanie grabbed his fat member and started licking it up and down, tasting the dried cum on it. Jamal groaned as his dick started to rise again at the attention.

After Jamal's dick was clean, Stephanie looked up at her two lovers, both of their dick semi-hard now, "well that was fun, we should do that again." Both of them nodded slowly at her.

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The Frat Party pt. 1 ...........................Fiction

Posted by MONTED at 21,Aug,14 06:51

My name is Candice and I am from a small town in Texas. We have a great college here with some of the hottest men and women in attendance. Which for me is a dual attraction that is nice for an uninhibited spirit such as myself. I love just walking around the campus and checking out the hot guys and amazing women.
On one such day I ran into a guy that is in one of my classes and he came over to chat. Through out the conversation I noticed him staring down my tight v-neck t-shirt. I can’t blame him for that seeing that the neck of the T gave a great view of my cleavage. He was mesmerized by my breast and it was making me a little Froggy being that I could see how much he was into them. At the end of our little chat, or his gawking episode, he asked me to come over to a frat party that Friday night. I agreed and that was the end of his little show.
As the night of the party showed up I asked one of my girlfriends to come with me and she agreed. That night I wore a nice little black cat suit with a skimpy little tight thigh high skirt. My girlfriend thought it way to risky being that you could easily see my breasts. I said they are covered…sort of, and walked out the door with an evil smile on my face.
When we got out of the car and started for the frat house I decided then and there I was going to really enjoy myself tonight. We walked in the house and it was all ready hot as hell in there. I went straight for the beer garden and grabbed a few drinks for me and Melissa, that’s my girlfriend. When I got to the garden I saw the guy that invited me to the party. He was talking to a few of his friends and when he saw my tits walking up to him only being held by some flimsy lingerie he nearly fell over. I handed him a beer and patted him on the cheek as my greeting and then turned around and walked back inside and started dancing.
Melissa and I danced a lot that night and with every damn guy in the house. Every single guy there was entranced by my outfit, or probably my tits, but I credit the outfit. As usual this party was way overbalanced probably 3 to 1 guys to girls, which was fine with me. I was enjoying the attention. Melissa said that the outfit was a big hit and she said she wished she had something that compared. We danced and danced stopping only to refuel on beer or shots then right back to the dance floor.
I probably got 30 numbers of some really hot guys, and I had every intention of calling and meeting every single one of them. During one of the more Latin heavy songs I got into a very hot spot with a guy. We danced very dirty. First it started out with quick touches of my hand to his crotch or his hands gently running over my breast. It was amazing to feel his touch through the lace of my outfit and my nipples responded to the attention. We got even heavier into the dance and I would grind my damp pussy on his thigh. He knew I was wet because he smiled when he felt the damp warm juice through his pants. I would also turn around and press my ass into his crotch and I could feel his cock was rock hard. And a nice rock hard cock he had at that. After the dance I was burning up so much you could have melted ice on my skin. I told him that I was going to find a restroom and try to cool down.
I went up the stairs and looked in the first door I came to and to my surprise Melissa was on her knees taking a black guys cock down her throat. Melissa loves giving head to anyone that invites the pleasure. That’s one of the reasons she and I are such good friends. I stood there and watched her work the meat in her mouth for a few minutes, she looked to be having fun so I smiled and closed the door. The next door was the restroom and so I went in and closed the door behind me. The dancing and seeing Melissa taking that nice cock had put me over the top. As soon as the door was closed I immediately began to shed the black mini. As it slid down my legs I pulled my panties from my crotch through my cat suit cock opening. I placed my finger in my mouth and then slowly began to suck my finger. I then took the finger out of my mouth and sat on the side of the tub and began to massage my swollen clit. I rubbed my clit gently up and down, and back and forth. I started to breathe heavily and I could feel the sweat roll between my breasts. Soon I had two fingers in my cunt and was rubbing my g spot and massaging my clit with my other hand. I was really getting hot and my pussy was soaking wet. I closed my eyes and felt a moan rattle from my throat.
In the heat of my self provided pleasure I didn’t even hear the door open to the bathroom. My hot dancing partner was standing in front of me and asked me if I needed a hand. His voice jarred me to attention. As I looked up to him I noticed he was just closing the door and in the hall. There were a bunch of guys who were waiting to get into the restroom, their jaws practically to the floor. I smiled to my guest and said I would love to have at least a hand. He quickly closed the door behind him. He got on his knees and approached me; all the while I was still fingering my cunt. You could hear my fingers squish from the hot moisture that I had released. He leaned into me and kissed me so passionately that I immediately began to suck his tongue as he forced it into my mouth. We kissed for what seemed an eternity as he rubbed my now swollen nipples between his fingers. He took his left hand away from my breast and grabbed my massaging hand. He pulled his tongue from my mouth and said that I should massage this, while placing my free hand on his crotch. He then placed his thumb in my mouth and I ran my tongue slowly over his big appendage. After I thoroughly massaged his thumb with my tongue he pulled it from my mouth and began to rub it on my swollen clit. I exhaled a heavy and loud moan as his thumb rubbed my button against me. It felt so good that I began to quicken my rubbing of my spot inside my pussy. I was getting so wet and he knew it. He took his thumb and offered me a taste of my love juices. I told him that it was his pleasure through husky and heavy moans. He began to suck his thumb and closed his eyes as he savored my sweet taste.
All this time I had been rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. He was at least seven inches long and very hard. I unbuckled his belt with my free hand, after a little work of course, not wanting to deny myself the pleasure of my own fingers. I told him to finger my pussy so that I could have better access to his pants. He dutifully rubbed my clit as he slowly slid one finger then two into my hole. I was so wet that he slid in with ease. I then had both hands free to release his carrot. I brought my legs up and hooked my big toe on his pants waist. With one flex I pulled his pants to his knees. He then straightened his body up and I refrained from rubbing his cock through his shorts long enough to pull them down to his pants. He was still fingering my pussy and he said it was time for a better taste. He moved his body in a way that I could not caress his cock and I frowned. My disappointment was soon replaced by the feeling of his hot wet tongue on my pussy lips. I immediately grabbed his head and let out another heavy moan. He slowly ran his tongue all over my pussy and I could feel my temperature rising higher and higher. While running his tongue over my clit he inserted a third finger and began to stretch my pussy wider and wider with each movement of his hand. It was so hot in the little bathroom that sweat was pouring off of me. I began to feel light headed and I then cam as he was flicking my clit with his tongue. I let out a scream so loud that I am sure it was over the noise of the party. I began to thrust my hips into this guys’ mouth. I reached over to the tub faucet and turned on the water then the shower. Since I was sitting on the side of the tub and leaning against the wall of the tub the freezing water splashed my stomach. The sensation caused another orgasm. After my dance partner licked most of my juices he moved so that I could get into the shower. So I just sat down in the tub and grabbed the towel that was on the rack. I evened out the temp of the water to something less intrusive and scooted back closer to the back of the tub. I then placed the towel on the bottom of the tub so that I could have a cushion for my knees for the next leg of our activities.
My friend then shucked his clothes then stepped into the shower and turned towards me. As he turned I immediately took his cock into my hand and began to caress him. I looked up at him and smiled and then licked his cock head slowly with my tongue. I love the taste of cum and I savored his salty precum taste as I began to jack his hard on. He was not the biggest I had ever had but at that point in time I wasn’t concerned because he was the one that was there at the moment. I licked his cock head a few more times and then I began to run my tongue along his length. He was so fucking hard I could feel the veins in his carrot with my tongue. After a few runs with my tongue along his cock I lifted his cock so that I could gain a better approach to his balls. As I ran my tongue over his swollen balls he let out a moan. He began to tell me I was the hottest bitch at the party but he stuttered most of that as I sucked one of his balls into my mouth. He began to moan as I massaged his nut with my tongue and the top of my mouth. I switched to the other acorn and did the same, all the while slowly stroking his seven inches. After a few moments of sucking and massaging his balls he was breathing very heavily. I then pulled away and asked him how he liked his balls being washed by my tongue. He pulled me up to him and we kissed for a few minutes. I wanted to suck that cock but this guy began rubbing my pussy lips again. I moaned and grabbed his cock and stroked him to make sure that he was good and hard when I continued. After a bit of him rubbing my clit I began getting hot and wet. I then pulled from him and knelt in front of his cock taking it immediately into my mouth. I began to roll my tongue over the top of his head and I felt him twitch. I love sucking cock and I knew I had hit his weakness. I slowly took him further and further. Soon I had him to the hilt and I could feel him moving his cock in my throat. As I pulled off of him and I could feel him sliding from my mouth and I forced his cock to the top of my mouth with my tongue. I ran his length with my tongue rubbing the main vein on the bottom of his shaft. When his head reached my lips I gently placed my teeth on his hood so that I barely touched it. I then began to quickly bob on his head while stimulating his hood with my teeth and massaging his shaft with my tongue. With this he quit breathing hard and I knew I was going to bring his juice. But I didn’t want it…yet. I stopped manipulating his weakness and quickly took him down my throat. I did this until he began moaning again then I went after his weakness. I switched between treatments with my mouth for the next ten minutes; occasionally taking a break from massaging his balls with my hands to massage them with my mouth. After a thorough treatment and satisfied with my performance I stood up and we kissed passionately for a few minutes. His hand quickly found my crotch and soon had me wet and hot and ready.
I pulled from him and he started to say something but I stopped him with my finger. I then turned to where I had my back to him. He was not small but not big so I wanted to feel every inch of him. I the placed my hands on the wall where the shower head was and the water from the spout was washing over my back and running down my ass and legs. I arched my back while pushing my ass out giving a good view of my treat. I reached down and made sure the opening in my cat suit would allow him to have access to me. He stepped up to me and placed one hand on my hip while with the other he took his cock and rubbed his head against my wet pussy. He did this a little more then I cared for and I told him that he better fuck me and do it good or I would go find someone that knew what to do. He smiled at me and then slid his cock into my hot pussy. His length felt so good to me that I flinched my ass hole causing my pussy to contract on his hard cock. He soon was in me to the hilt and he slowly began to pull out of me. I raised my upper body and arched back and turned to him for a kiss. I forced his cock back into me liking the way it felt with him in my tunnel. He brought his hands to my breasts and rubbed my nipples through the lace. I flexed a few more times on his cock then placed my hands back on the wall. He slowly pulled out of me and then when nearly exposing my vacant pussy he slid back into me. I moaned and began to push against him. Soon the rhythm increased and he had a constant motion in and out of me and I pushing back against him. He began to increase his speed and soon was pounding me like I wanted him to. I love the feel of a nice cock in me when I am letting a man fuck me from behind. My pleasure got the best of me and I moaned for my partner to fuck me harder. He began pounding my pussy while I slammed back into him. He had both hands on my hips and was pounding my hole for all he had. I felt his hands tense up and I told him to tell me before he cam. A grunt was my acknowledgement. After a few more minutes of his cock slamming into me he pulled out. I knew I needed to get to him quick. Immediately I was jacking him and kneeling in front of him. He wasn’t quiet there yet so I sucked my pussy juice off of him and deep throated him a few times. Soon I felt a spurt in my mouth and I eagerly swallowed the first of his juice. I pulled off of his member and jacked the rest of his cum on my face and my chest. I then took him into my mouth and cleaned him until he was limp.
I stood up and kissed him deeply and thanked him for the dance. He found a dry towel and while I removed his jiz from my face and chest with my fingers and then savored his taste, he toweled himself off. I then cooled myself off in the water and the dried myself as he dressed. He opened the door and I noticed we had a crowd outside. He closed the door as he left and I finished drying and put my mini back on. I wanted another beer and to dance some more. I opened the door and smiled at the guys that were looking me over. I ran my fingers through my shoulder length hair quickly and gave it that just got fucked look. Then I started downstairs to get another drink. One of the frat boys asked what about their turn. I told him that I wanted to dance and drink but maybe later as I walked down the stairs.

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The Frat Party pt. 2

Posted by MONTED at 21,Aug,14 06:49

When I got back down to the ground floor I caught a few looks from some of the people near the DJ. Some were looks like I just saw outside the bathroom and some not as lustful. I went back to the bar and killed a tequila shot and chased it with a lime. The party was still in full swing and it even looked a little more crowded. I went back to the dance floor and started to dance with Melissa. I simply smiled my evil smile and she knew I had fun. A few guys came up to me and started to dance with me and I figured they thought that was all it would take. We danced for a few songs then Melissa pulled me off the floor. She told me about her fun and I told her about mine. She said that she and Mike had finished up before I did and that word was getting around about what took place in the little bathroom. I just smiled and thought how fun it was to stir the pot in these types of parties.
She told me about Mike, the black guy that fucked her earlier and she said he had the nicest cock she had ever had. Before I could even get any further details from her some sorority bitch walked up to me with a angry glare and called me a whore. I looked at her and smiled and said “No I am not a whore, I am a slut. I never fuck for money…just pleasure.” With that I patted her on the ass and went back to the dance floor. When I got back in the mix I began dancing with a baseball player. I knew him from one of my other parties. We talked about this and that and he commented that it sounded like I was up to my usual tricks. I gave him a nice long kiss. While I was kissing him I felt a hand caressing my ass. I pulled away and thought it was him but it was Mike. When I turned around he was smiling and then he said that Melissa had thought we should meet. The ball player walked off the dance floor which left Mike and I to dance and talk. I told him that she was impressed with his size but it takes more to impress me. He said that he was sure I would be impressed and grabbed my hand and started off the dance floor. I pulled back and said that I was ready to dance and maybe we could meet later, properly.
I spent another hour or so dancing with this guy or that and even a few of the hot women. Melissa came up and got in behind me while I was dancing with one of my new girlfriends. We had a nice threesome dance and we were getting all kinds of cheers from the guys that were watching.
The party started to thin out and I was getting tired of dancing. I went over to Mike who was in the beer garden and I chugged a beer. Mike was pretty lit and when I approached him he automatically grabbed my ass. He was talking about how well Melissa could suck cock and he was ready to see if I could top her. There were two other guys there that couldn’t believe what he said. They had a shocked look on their faces. I looked at him and said well I am sure I wouldn’t disappoint you guys. The shocked looks grew even more intense. I took Mikes hand and started walking back inside. His friends killed their beers and started walking after us. I looked back and saw them following. I told them that they would have to wait and that they should grab another drink. They looked disappointed. I relieved their disappointment when I told them that they could come up in about thirty minutes. I passed by Melissa and told her that I would be upstairs and she said she would join us later. I told her to make sure she brought her own cock.
We made it up the stairs and went into the room where I first saw Melissa and Mike. As soon as the door closed I went immediately to my knees. I told him that I needed to see this amazing cock. Soon a fine specimen of an eleven inch cock was staring me in the face. I let out a purr and said that this was going to be fun. Mike smiled at me as I began to work his shaft in my hands. At first he was rather limp so I licked his head while I stroked his length. Mike soon came to full attention and I rewarded his accomplishment by taking his cock into my mouth. Melissa was right, this was one nice cock and I was going to enjoy it. His cock head took up most of the room in my mouth but I was still able to roll it around with my tongue. I massaged his head with my tongue then pulled it out and ran my tongue on the back of his cock hood. Then I took him into my mouth and repeated the treatment. I began to take him into my throat and he let out a low moan. I got half way down his shaft while kneading his balls in my hand. I hovered in the same spot on his shaft getting my throat used to his girth. I was able to grab the exposed length of his carrot with my freehand and I jacked him off. I slid him from my throat after a few jacks making sure to treat his massive cock head. I licked his shaft to his balls and instantly began to suck and lick them. Each nut was about the size of his cock head and I could only wash one ball at a time. I could tell he loved the massaging of his balls from my tongue. I went back to his shaft and slowly eased his length down my throat until I began to gag. He was really into that. “There ya go bitch gag on that cock.” With that I began to slid his cock in and out of my throat. His massive meat felt good sliding in my mouth. Grazing his hood with my teeth really got to him and I thought he was going to cum right then. I stopped and stood up and pushed him to the bed. I then told him to slowly massage his meat while I stripped out of my mini and lingerie. I began by rubbing my hands over my breast and nipples. I quickly got out of my mini and I walked toward him. He began to get up but I pushed him back down. I strattled his face and he immediately ran his tongue over my pussy. I was already wet from sucking his cock and he lapped up my juices.
For a few minutes I just enjoyed his tongue on my pussy. I ground my hips into his mouth with the beat of the music from downstairs. He slid one of his massive fingers into me and I let out a groan. He knew exactly where to caress my tunnel while he licked my button. His tongue felt so damn good on my clit and the pressure began to build from his fingers that were at work inside of me. With a hard thrust I cam all over him and I felt a little weak in the knees. I pulled away from him and began to strip again. I shucked my cat suit in a slow and methodical rhythm. I got on the end of the bed and flashed different poses. I turned from him and then got on my hands and knees, hoping he would accept the invitation. I felt his hand on my hip and then his tongue danced over my clit just to spread my juices. He then mounted me from behind and rubbed his massive cock head against my pussy. All ready needing that massive cock I growled at him to shove that black cock in me. With a massive thrust he slid into the hilt. He was so massive that I flinched and let out a whimper. How’s that you white bitch he growled back. It took me a few seconds to catch my breath and when I did I could feel cock all the way in me. God his length felt so good. He began to withdraw and I pushed hard against him. I told him to leave that cock in me for a few seconds. I had never been completely filled like I was at that moment. "So you like my cock do you", he asked. I whimpered to him “Oh yeah, I love nice hard cock.” He then began to pull away again and I could feel his mass sliding from my cunt. It seemed to go on forever, but soon he began to thrust into me slowly. I was paralyzed. All I could think of and feel was this big cock sliding in and out of me. Soon the pain decreased and I began to rock back into him, pushing against his thrusts. The tempo increased and I was moaning so loud that I am sure I was heard through out the house. With every thrust his mass brought pleasure to my pussy. I began to rub my clit and his tempo increased. Soon he was banging into me and I was paralyzed once again. I just held my hips in the best position to allow him to enter me completely. He slammed into me and I began to tear up. The pain started to go away and I was simply filled with the biggest cock and pleasure that I had ever had. Soon we were both breathing very hard. He would lessen his tempo and allow me to feel his girth and allow my to flex my pussy wall around his cock massaging him as his pole went in and out of me. Then he would pound my pussy for a while freezing me and making me scream with each thrust. I was in total ecstasy.
The door to the room opened and the two that were left down stairs came in. My only greeting was “Give me your cocks.” In record time they were stripped and on each side of me. I was taking Mikes massive cock from behind and soon began to stroke a cock in each hand. It was hard for me to keep my balance so I dismounted Mike’s dick and turned to lay on my back. It was refreshing to catch my breath from the doggy style fucking Mike was giving me. However, Mike did not allow me that refreshing breath for long. He strattled my chest and placed his massive cock between my breasts. He began to fuck my tits while pushing them together. His length was so great that his cock head was poking me in the face. So I simply opened my mouth and allowed him to fuck my mouth and tits at the same time. I could still taste my pussy juice from his cock. While he was fucking my mouth I took each of the new arrivals cocks in my hand and caressed them to life. When Mike tired of my tits he moved back down between my legs. He slid his organ slowly into my canal. Even as stretched as I was it froze me again, just the sheer pleasure of his meat pushing into me. The other two stepped closer to me so that I could suck their cocks as Mike fucked me missionary style. I love being fucked by more than one guy but Mike honestly was enough to satisfy me. He felt so good sliding in me that I would just lay there as he rammed his cock in my hole. One of the guys whose cock I was hanging onto told me that I better start sucking cock or he was going to leave. At that I took him all the way. He had a skinny cock that was about eight inches long. I began to wank the other guy while I ran my tongue over the head of the skinny cock that was in my mouth. Slowly and methodically rolling my tongue over his head. I would take him down my throat and then tease his head with my teeth. Then I would switch over to the other cock which was a very wide and thick cock, but only six inches in length. It took all I could do to get my mouth around it. But this guy loved it when I took him down my throat and after a few bobs on his tool he erupted down my throat. I drank every drop dry. After he pulled his limp dick from my lips he went and set in the chair on the other side of the room. Mike continued at a nice steady pace thrusting his cock into me. He had amazing staying power and his monstrous cock kept my pussy nice and wet. Mikes thrusts were **** my body to inch across the bed and my head was soon hanging over the side. In between sucking the skinny cock and sliding it down my throat I would pull him from my mouth and catch my breath. I would tell Mike in a whimper that I loved the way his black cock filled out my pussy. This would encourage him to slam harder into me. The skinny cocked guy told me to "Shut the fuck up." He said he heard that I liked sucking balls and immediately pushed my head back and placed his nuts right above my mouth. I did as was expected and began to massage his balls in my mouth. He had small balls and I could take them both in my mouth. I heard him moaning in between his suck those balls bitch comments. I pulled his balls from my mouth and told him that his balls were so small that I could put them both in my mouth at the same time. He got pissed and shoved my head back in a way that my mouth and throat were in a straight line. He then shoved his cock in my mouth and began to fuck my face. I started to gag from his length hitting the back of my throat. "Yeah gag on that cock bitch", was his remark. He began to thrust harder and harder and soon was fucking my face as fast as he could. It felt good feeling his cock thrusting in my mouth and Mikes pace quickened and I arched my back with one of my most powerful orgasims. Mike got excited when my pussy flexed on his cock and began to fuck me harder. Finally the skinny cock exploded in my mouth and he pulled out after I got to swallow his first shots of cum. The rest shot across my face and I began to lick him clean.
He was going limp and I thought Mike would soon cum as well. The skinny cocked guy sat on the end of the bed and I jacked him while Mike fucked me harder and harder. Fuck me Mike I would scream and his cock slid harder and deeper into me. Finally he pulled out shooting his load on my stomach. As I cooed and rubbed his juices into my stomach. I noticed Melissa sitting with the first guy that shot his load down my throat. She was slowly stroking him while making out with him. He was rubbing her pink clit. She turned to me and asked if I was having fun which of course I was. I smiled to her and said “Yeah, a little.” She then knelt in front of the guy she was on and started to suck his wide cock. Mike, myself and the skinny cock guy watched for a while, catching out breath. Soon the skinny cocked guy started getting dressed and left. Which was fine with me ‘cause he was kind of an ass. Melissa soon was in 69 with her beau and they were really getting at it. Mike asked me if I enjoyed his dick and I kissed him passionately as my response. When we pulled away from each other he acted like he was going to leave. I asked him where he was going and he said he figured I had had enough fucking for one night. I told him if he was planning on leaving then that was fine but I still had a lot of fuck in me and was no where near finished. He looked surprised and said he would be right back. He put on his pants and left the room. I sat there for a minute watching Melissa work her fellow over. Then I got up and started to caress her as she took his cock. This guy obviously had some skill at eating pussy because she was soon cuming, screaming and squeezing his sides with her legs. After she climaxed she began to scoot up and told me to join them, I did of course. I mounted his face while she slid his cock into her wet hole in a reverse cowgirl, her favorite position. Melissa loves to be in control and loves to ride cocks or my strap on until she has no strength left. As she slowly rocked up and down on his cock I was grinding my spent pussy on his mouth and tongue. This time he had more staying power and was giving Melissa are pretty good ride. As she romped on his carrot I pushed her forward where she was leaning on her hands and rolling her hips and pussy on his rod. This presented her ass to me and I leaned over his chest so that my face was right there. I tried licking his cock between her thrusts. Then I would turn my attention to her ass hole and would lick it or stick my tongue in her hole. Soon our fellow cam with gusto and filled Melissa with his spunk, which I licked and gulped from her empty hole.
Mike came back in with four guys in trail. All of them were black and I began to get excited. This was turning out to be the night I had hoped for. Melissa and I were hopefully about to get the fucking of a lifetime. Our latest victim being the only white guy in the room decided it was time to let the black men have their white bitches and quickly dressed and left. Mike came to me and said that if I was still full of fuck then these guys would take care of it. I smiled and looked at Melissa. This was her first chance to get this kind of attention that I knew of. And she looked apprehensive. She has always talked about black cocks and the satisfaction that she got from them, but only one at a time. I had been in threesomes and foursomes, but never a gangbang and never by all blacks. My heart was racing.
Mike told Melissa that if she didn’t want to participate that she could leave now. She looked at me as if to question what to do. I gently kissed her and said it was up to her but this was going to be one hell of a party. She smiled and said she couldn’t wait. With that Mike took off the pants he was wearing and the other four stripped. Mike introduced them as Blake, Roger, Steven, and Thomas. And there in all their glory they stood. The shortest of them was nine inches and all of them were at least three inches across and that was half erect. I asked Mike to give us a second and Melissa and I caught a quick shower.
After a few minutes we returned and Mike told us to fuck each other first. As was instructed Melissa and I started making out. We made our way to the bed and soon were taking turns licking and sucking on each others cunts and tits. I was really wet and so was she, obviously we were excited about the fucking to come. After about 15 minutes of lezing out the guys stood and formed a line. All except Mike, which was disappointing. I wanted to suck that cock again. Melissa started on Roger at one end and I began sucking Steve at the other. Mike informed us that he had shot one load all ready and that we need to allow his friends to catch up. I myself wanted to get to the fucking so I immediately attacked the cocks in front of me and went after the weak spots of Steves cock head. I would shaft him and take him down my throat, feeling the veins in his rod with my tongue. Then I would massage his balls while jerking him off. After a few minutes I began to throat him as fast as I could take his cock down my throat. With a massive thrust he came down my throat and I drank him completely. Melissa finished off Roger shortly after me. I moved on to Thomas and Melissa worked on Blake. As a reward Roger and Steven put their heads between our thighs and repaid the oral favor by licking or wet pussies. Thomas cam the quickest by shooting his wad all over my face and Blake took Melissa the same way.
Melissa and I licked the cum off of each others faces while Roger and Steven kept working on our clits. When we were clean we noticed Mike laying on the bed stroking his cock. He told his two white sluts to come over there and share his cock as he could not decide who sucked him the best. We did and we took to it like it was our first cock. Melissa would suck his shaft and I worked on his balls and then we would switch. I loved the way his dick felt in my mouth and I tried to deep throat him as best I could. After a few minutes he said for us to lick his head like ice cream and we would get a surprise. We did and while licking his head I would yank on his tool while Melissa squeezed and massaged his balls. Soon he was cuming again and Melissa and I shared his juice.
Now it was our turn, the other four were well erect and ready for their sweet white pussy. I wanted Mike however so I stayed on my hands and knees and began to suck him back to life. Roger mounted me from behind and immediately started to pound my wet pussy. So while I nursed Mike’s cock with my tongue and got a good fuck from behind by Roger. Melissa was doing Steve in a cowgirl while sucking Blake and Thomas in turn. I was moaning and panting from my fucking that I would have to take Mike’s growing cock from my mouth to scream a little and get my breath. Melissa was riding Steve and sucking the others cocks as fast as she could. Soon Mike was fully erect and He and Roger switched places. Mike’s cock, the biggest of the bunch frooz e me again as he entered me from behind again. I just could not move while he slid that cock up me. Roger grew impatient and mounted my face. I went to work on his tool at once and when I would be frozen from Mike’s thrust Roger would grab my head and start fucking my face.
I soon got tired of being on my knees and I pulled off of Mike and made him lay down. I then mounted him and gently slid his cock into my soaking pussy. I looked at Roger and told him to fuck my ass hole. Roger walked over to Melissa who had now finished off Steve and was fucking Thomas and Blake, Blake taking her from behind and Thomas getting his cock sucked. Thomas moved and Roger thrusted his cock in her mouth a few times and then came back to me. I paused from slamming down on Mike long enough for Roger to slowly slide his length in me. I had never had such a large cock in my ass and I was in pure heaven with two large black cocks in my two holes. At first I just sat there while Mike and Roger gently slid their mass into me. I soon got over the pain and began to match their thrusts. As they quickened their pace I started to scream from the pleasure I was getting. Mike told Steve to come shut this white slut up and before I knew it I had my third dick in me. He didn’t have to fuck my face for long. I was totally into it and began fucking at a brisk pace and deepthroating his cock. I was getting the fuck of a life time. Never have I had three large black cocks in me and I was going crazy. It soon became too much for me and I cam all over Mikes cock. I pulled Steve from my mouth and screamed in ecstasy. Steve then filled my mouth again with his cock. I immediately took him down my throat as far as I could manage. After a few pumps in my mouth Steve cam down my throat, Roger pulled out and cam all over my back. And when Mike was ready I let him cum in my pussy. I laid on Mike completely spent. I just sat on his massive cock until he was limp and he slid me off of him. Melissa had finished with Blake and Thomas and the three watched and Roger, Steve and Mike cum inand on me.
One by one the guys went to shower. As they came back in they dressed and left. Mike was the last and for our awesome fucking that we got Melissa and I sucked him dry one last time. Melissa went to shower and I got Mike’s number and told him any time he needed a piece of ass he knew who to call. I had every intention of fucking and sucking that massive black cock, again. Mike dressed and left, I showered and Melissa and I got in her car and went home. We slept all fucking day and half the next night. She said she was glad she stayed and we made plans to go to the next party even if not invited.

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My first time with a guy........Fiction

Posted by MONTED at 21,Aug,14 06:47

I lost my virginity early in life to my mom’s best friend, she was bi and she liked to “share” me with her friends, so by the time I hit my 20’s I was well experienced with older women and loved it. One of my mature friends had a thing for anal sex, not just receiving it but also giving it. It started out simply enough with her licking and fingering my ass but it soon turned to dildos and strap-ons. I was enthusiastic at first but when she pulled out the thick 8” dildo she wanted to use on me I was apprehensive. But she could be very convincing so I gave in and after a few attempts she managed to get it in painfully for me. However being a trooper I sucked it up and eventually started to enjoy the experience. This got me curious about doing it with a guy. I love watching big cocks in porn and though I have never felt attracted to the guys in the films I was extremely attracted to their cocks
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So I went online onto the prodigy chat rooms and found a room for gay guys looking to hook up. I started talking to this older gentleman in his mid to late 30’s (I was 20) and we hit it off pretty well. He liked younger guys and I had a thing for older partners so we decided to meet. He invited me to his condo which was about 20 mins away. We never exchanged photos and barely even described ourselves to each other. So I was basically going in blind so to speak. Having never done anything like this before I was a little nervous and excited at the same time. There is something incredibly exciting about going to meet someone for sex that is a complete stranger and that you don’t even know what he looks like.

Following his directions I easily found his condo and knocked on the door. To my appreciation and luck a tall thin very good looking, very dark skinned, black man opened the door and invited me in. He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of cut off sweat pants shorts and he was sporting the biggest erection I had ever seen. He asked me if I wanted to go upstairs and I readily agreed and followed him up the stairs and into his bedroom. He layed on the bed and started to watch the TV which was already on. I took my eyes off of the huge tent in his pants long enough to look around the room and saw many pictures of him and a very attractive black lady. I asked if she was his wife and he said yes, I then asked if she knew he did this and he said “no, this will be our little ****.”

I couldn’t help myself and I asked if I could touch his cock, he said sure, that’s why we’re here. And he slipped his shorts off. His rock hard black cock sprang up slapping against his belly. I guess I was just staring with my mouth open and he asked if I had ever seen a cock up close before and I said no. He reached over and took my hand and guided it to his cock. I slowly started to explore it and stroke it, asking him how big it was. 10” he told me. It was very long but thankfully not very thick, not as thick as the dildos that had been used on me anyways. He asked if I wanted to try sucking it and I enthusiastically agreed hopping up onto the bed and doing my best to suck this big black cock. I could only get maybe a third of it into my mouth before I started gagging and he told me to slow down and relax. At this point he started to undress me pulling down my shorts and letting my cock out. I’m pretty well hung (which is why the older ladies became interested in me in the first place) but I was a good 2” shorter than this guy but about twice as thick. He started to suck my cock doing a much better job of it than I perceived myself doing. It didn’t take long before he got me to cum and swallowed every drop. Then he told me it was his turn and that I should get on my knees. He wanted to take me doggy style. I asked him to be gentle as this was my first time and he said no problem. I got up on my knees and laid my chest down on the bed while he fished some lube out of the night stand. He thoroughly lubed up my ass, fingering me with first 1 then 2 then 3 then 4 fingers until he thought I was ready to take his cock. He lubed up his cock and then I felt the head pressing against my tight little asshole. He slowly pushed in and I would be lying if I said it didn’t hurt, but I was there for this reason and I really really wanted to get fucked by the hard black dick. He was very gentle, slowly stretching me out until his fat mushroom head popped into my ass and then he just slid the rest in until I could feel his hairy balls rubbing against mine. I was in heaven, I never thought it would feel this good, pain aside it was much better than the dildos. He asked if I was ok and I said yes so he started to fuck me, slow at first with long slow strokes all the way in and out and I was going crazy my cock was rock hard again and I was feverishly stroking it under me. I begged him to go faster and harder and he obliged until he was seriously pounding into my ass and I started to cum all over the bedsheet and he unloaded into my ass. The sensation of his cock getting harder inside me and then spasming and shooting deep into my ass made my orgasm all the more intense. He held my hips and just ground that big cock into me as he shot that huge load inside me. Then he collapsed on top of me and started to nibble and bite my neck and ear and was really turning me on. I could feel his cock getting soft inside me and when he went to move I asked him to keep it inside me. I just wasn’t ready to let him slip out. He said ok and continued to work his mouth on my neck and ears. I turned my head and for the first time ever I kissed a guy. It was different than kissing a girl but not unenjoyable. As we kissed he started grinding into my ass and I could feel his cock coming back to life inside me. I started to grind back against him and before long he was holding me down flat on the bed as he savagely fucked me hard and fast and deep. It took him longer to cum the second time but I didn’t mind as I was grinding my rock hard cock into the mattress. I finally got his second load in my ass as I shot another load into the sheets. He rolled off me and said that I needed to go as his wife would be home in a couple of hours but offered me his shower. I jumped in to clean up and as I was stepping out of the shower he was waiting for me. He dropped to his knees and started to suck my cock until I was hard then her turned around and bent over onto the sink and handing me the tube of lube he asked me to fuck him. I lubed him up just like he lubed me and I slid my hard fat white cock into his black ass. I had fucked many an ass in my day but this was by far the tightest, hardest ass I had ever been in and he squeezed my dick so hard it felt like he had a hand in there jerking me off. Being my 4th cum in about 2 hours it took me a little time but he didn’t complain and when I finally did unload in his ass he was pushing back against me as hard as I was fucking him and he basically dragged the cum out of me. I literally collapsed to the floor my legs giving out on me. He took a soapy washcloth out of the sink and cleaned me up then threw me out of the condo as his wife was surely on her way home. I never saw him again though I did try. He never responded to my emails or IMs. Too bad I would have loved to been fucked by him many more times. That was my first cock and the biggest I ever had. I did have another black guy once I met on craigslist that was almost as big but he wasn’t nearly as much fun. He was kind of a jerk and basically fucked my mouth til he came then kicked me out of his car. Actually I have had very few good experiences with guys. Which is why I don’t see guys anymore. I was lucky to start out with the best.

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The pornstars mansion.............................Fiction

Posted by MONTED at 21,Aug,14 06:43

Jennifer Howardson was the VD of a respectable IT company. To work she wore a dark grey suit, that exposed her legs from the knee downwards. She had dark stockings, and black high-heeled shoes. What nooone saw was that she had a pair of white strings with accompanying bra. Her hair was golden-blonde, and a bit curly when free. But to work she had it in a tight knot, with two pins through. She had discreet make-up, and quite big, round sexy boobs, not very visible, as the suit didn't have that much cleavage. Generally her appearance was like any sexy business woman.

Alyssa Fontaine was a extremely popular adult entertainment star. She had it all, cute face, sexy body, and big boobs. She had starred in over 60 pornmovies and had posed for numerous mens magazines, several times, and had a dozen websites dedicated to her. But now, at age 27, she was getting out of the business, having been in it since the day she turned 18, as a webcam girl. Porn producer Jimmi Sax had seen her webcam show, and soon after Jimmi became Alyssas manager. Both bisexual women, they soon got together, and with their money, they bought a big mansion.

Jennifer and Alyssa are one and the same. She knows how to disguise herself, and it would be nearly impossible to see recognise her as the VD for GTtech Inc. if you would see her in her other life. She is Jennifer Howardson usually in daytime, and Alyssa Fontaine all other times. Her real name, Victoria Park, is forgotten long ago, as she staged her own death when she turned 19, with the help of Jimmi. Jennifer Howardson is a very effective VD and seems to think about everything else than sex. Alot of the guys in the company complain about this to each other sometimes.

Chapter I

Jennifer Howardson stepped graciously out of the taxi outside the big Gttech skyscraper. She walked through the glass doors, into the lobby. She smiled at the guy behind the lobby counter, flashing her ID card. Tommy (the guy behind the counter) stared after her when she walked away, checking out her sexy legs and ass. He returned back to reality when the elevator doors closed behind Jennifer.

She hit the button labelled 36, the floor of her office. Once outside, she was greeted by her secretary Monica, a fit young lady. Monica was wearing a grey skirt, dark stockings and a white shirt and small frameless glasses, looking very secretary-like. She presented Jennifer todays work and appointments. There wasn't so much to do today for Jennifer, so first she grabbed a cup of coffee from the coffeemachine, and sat down behind her desk. She gestured Monica to join her.
”So, how are we today?” she asked.
”Oh good, just good, Jen” Monica answered, and Jennifer could see a look of hornyness and dissappointment because Monica knew Jennifer would never even think about fucking a woman, as that was so no-Jennifer-like. Jennifer chuckled to herself.
”Monica, i believe i can trust you with something. What i'm about to say might suprise you.”
”Go on” Monica said.
”My life is a lie. I mean this life. Jennifer Howardson is a lie. My real name is Alyssa Fontaine. I believe a girl like you have heard of that name, haven't you?” Alyssa said.
Monica gasped. All her fantasies, they were now within reach!
Alyssa activated her intercom and said harshly to the guard that she shall not be disturbed, and with a click of a button she closed the shutters around her glass office, and began to unbutton her suit.
”You will find out, Monica darling, that i'm not so innocent as everyone here think.” she said and leaned over the desk, meeting Monicas lips. Alyssa got up from her chair, and climbed upon the desk, wiping down papers on the floor. She was now wearing only her bra and strings and stockings, looking extremely hot. She let her hair free from the knot, and it fell down over her shoulders, just too short to cover her breats. Monica starred at her in extacy, reaching down under her skirt. Alyssa began to open her bra.
”You might not take off your clothes” she said softly to Monica. Alyssa was kneeling on her desk, Monica sitting a few meters away. Alyssa was now completely topless, fingering her erect nipples. She then abruply stopped, and ordered Monica to go outside and wait for her. Dissappointed, Monica did so.

Once dressed again, Alyssa (as we'll call her from now on) walked out of her office, noticing that mnay guys were looking up from their computers as she walked down the corridor of cubicles and desks, towards Monicas. Monica sat there, pretending to write something.
”Since there isn't much to do today, let's go to my place and have fun” she whispered to Monica. ”I'm sure my girlfriend will join us.”
”Sounds like fun” Monica whispered back, eagerly, still a bit moaning after what she had seen of Alyssa. Aloud she said ”Seems like there's no appointments for you today, Jen, so try to come up with somehting to do”.
”Ok thanks Monica, i'm sure i can think of something.” she said in normal conversation voice. ”Actually Monica, you can take the rest of the day off, thank you”. Then she whispered: ”Meet me in the lobby in 5 minutes”.

Five minutes later Alyssa came out of the elevator into the lobby. She couldn't wait too see what Monica could do, but she controlled herself. She saw Monica standing by the glass doors that led out to the street. The women greeted, and went out of the building. Outside waited a taxi that Alyssa had ordered for, they got in, and Alyssa said the address to her city apartment to the driver. Once there, she said to the taxi driver:
”I have a deal for you. Either take the pay, or...” she produced a thick porn magazine with herself on the cover ”...or take this.”
The taxi driver looked at the money Alyssa had in one hand and the porn mag in the other. Then he saw the covergirl and exclaimed
”It's Alyssa Fontaine! Miss, i'll have the magazine. Just don't tell my boss!” He eyed her boobs for a second, then greedily took the porn mag Alyssa was offering. Thanks to Alyssas exceptional skills in disguising, he didn't recognise her. Monica and Alyssa got out of the cab, and the driver immedialetly drove off, and they saw the taxi breaking, and turning into a small alley a hundred meters away.
”There we saved some money” said Alyssa and blinked with one eye to Monica, and they went into the building right before them.

Once inside Alyssas apartment, she said to Monica:
”I'm just going to change here, then we'll take my limo to my mansion. If you want, you can enjoy yourself in my bedroom. It's right around the corner,” and tossed Monica another copy of the same porn mag she had given to the taxi driver. Delighted, Monica walked into the bedroom. The room was nicely coloured in a shade of orange, with a double bed and a bedside table with a ordinary lamp standing on it. She removed her shirt and skirt and stockings, standing almost naked in just bra and strings. She lay back on the bed, opened the magazine, and, while taking in every inch of Alyssas exquisite body, reaching under her strings, and submerged a finger in her pussy. She was already wet. Then she totally removed the strings, and began to slowly move her index finger up and down along her wet cunt. She then moved her finger to her mouth, and licked it. Then she pulled down her bra, and began to tease her nipples. Alyssa was just sooo sexy! She put down the magazine for a moment, and looked in the bedside table drawer. There she found a skin-coloured vibrator. She switched it on, and touched her pussy with it. She didn't need the magazine anymore, as she was very near the first orgasm. She submerged the vibrator more and more into her hole, putting the vibrate effect up even more. Oh it felt so good! She picked up the mag again, and continued to touch her nipples. And then she cummed.

In that moment, Alyssa stepped through the door, delighted to see her guest entertained. For the first time she got to see Monica naked. Her tits were not even half the size of her own, but nonetheless beautiful and round. Her body was very fit, and her pussy was small, pink and at that moment, very wet, and shaved.
”Oh Alyssa! Long have i dreamed about fucking you! And at last, it seems to come true!” Monica half moaned, and half shouted, she was in the grasp of her powerful orgasm.
”Not yet, hun, but it will! This was just a taste of what's in store for you in the future!” Alyssa teased. She was now wearing a dark red skirt, and a dark red halftop, her navel exposed. She had fishnet stockings, and black high-heeled leather boots. Her golden hair was like a frame for her beautiful face, falling a little bit over her shoulders.

Alyssa walked towards the bed, nipples erect and pussy wet by the sight of Monica lying there almost totally exposed. Once at the footend of the bed, she softly spread Monicas legs, sat down on her knees, and beagn to slowly lick Monicas wet pussy. Her tongue went up and down, out and in, teasing. Monica moaned, and masaged her boobs and nipples. Just before she came, Alyssa moved up towards Monicas breasts, and removed the bra that was still on, though not covering the boobs. She then slowly began to caress Monicas tits with one hand, and her pussy with the other. Not long after that, Monica crossed the edge a second time, and cummed. Alyssa went out of the room, and returned with clothes for Monica. They were a sexier version of Monicas old skirt and shirt, and a pair of fishnets, and high-heeled red shoes. The new skirt was black, and the new shirt was dark grey. She also brought black strings and a black bra. When Monica had dressed, they went outside to a garage. There stood a black limo, and on the drivers seat already sat a female driver. Monica couldn't see her face. Alyssa led her into the passenger area of the limo, and they sat down on a black couch inside.

Later they arrived at Alyssa Fontaines and Jimmi Sax's mansion. It had a big garden, grass on the frontside of the garden, and a little more vegetation behind the house. The house was quite big, not very big as there was just living two persons. It was pale orange.

The frontdoor opened, and Jimmi Sax walked out. She was almost as hot as Alyssa, boobs just a bit smaller, she was a bit shorter, and her hair half the length of Alyssas. Jimmis hair was almost toally black, just long enough to cover her ears. Her face was quite young, but she was 30, 3 years older than Alyssa. She had perfect red glossy lips, and cute eyes. She was wearing a white bikini, but with a handkerchief used as a skirt. She was looking extremely hot.
”So this is the cutie that you have brought with you from work! Not bad!” she said as they came nearer, referring to Monica. ”I've just been relaxing in the pool”. She and Alyssa hugged and kissed, then Jimmi hugged Monica and in the process she reached down under her skirt, and found out Monicas strings were becomming damp.
”Monica, this is my manager Jimmi Sax, Jimmi this is Monica Eastwood, my secretary.” Alyssa announced. ”Let's get you a room. I presume you will stay here overnight.”
”I'll be delighted!” said Monica eagerly.
”Actually, Jennifer Howardson and Monica Eastwood will have a week off from work.”

Jimmi and Alyssa showed Monica into a room. Actyally it was a small apartment, with a small cupboard, bedroom and a big bathroom, with a shower that took up almost the half of it. It also had a bathtub.
”Meet us in the sitting room in a halfhour,” Alyssa said to Monica. ”Just make yourself comfortable here”.

Alyssa and Jimmi walked to the sitting room, which was a big room, mostly with red furniture. It was the central point of the house, from where you could go to the second floor, to the kitchen, to a corridor leading to various rooms, to the backyard, and to the dungeon. One wall was almost completely dominated by a 58” plasma TV, and the walls were red, with some paintings hanging here and there. Well not paintings, photographies of Alyssa and Jimmi, in various positions. The area opposite the TV was occupied by a long sofa where Alyssa and Jimmi sat down on. It, following the colour scheme of the room, was red. Jimmi took the remote control to the TV, and switched it on. It showed a view of Monicas room. Monica was undressing, ready to go to the shower. Now and then she touched her pussy and nipples. She then opened the door to the bathroom, and the camera followed her. The camera system in her room was extremely advanced and movement-activated, so it could follow her wherever she went in the room. Monica turned on the water, and soon she had her hand moving towards her pussy. She moaned, and massaged her pussy with a finger, letting it slip in and out. She put the shower up on a hook, letting the water rain down on her. She had her eyes closed in pleasure, as she teased her nipples and tits with one hand, and massaged her ass with the other. Her boobs were round and firm, nipples as erect as the could be.

On the couch, watching the show, Alyssa and Jimmi kissed and licked eachothers lips and tits, which were not longer covered by bras. Alyssas hand slipped into Jimmis bikinistrings, and down into her pussy.
”Oooooh, i have longed all day for this moment. Youre so delicious, Jimmi!” cried Alyssa. ”Not far as delicious as Monica, though she is something...” She now moved onto Jimmis lap, facing her. She began to suck Jimmis nipples, moving downwards.

Now Monica was soaping herself. She was softly moving her soapy hands over her boobs, down to her pussy and finally her ass. Now she was nearly cumming! She moved a sopay finger in and out of her pussy, and then she orgasmed.

Monica entered the living room, and Alyssa and Jimmi got up and greeted her.
”You've settled fine?” Jimmi asked.
”Yes. The shower is lovely!”
”Good. Now let's begin.” Jimmi continued and pushed Monica down on the sofa. She began to kiss Alyssa, and removed her halftop. Alyssas lovely boobs were freed at once, she wasn't wearing a bra. Alyssa sat down on the sofa, and while Jimmi was removing her skirt, she began to unbutton Monicas shirt and removed her bra. Alyssa was now totally naked. She felt Jimmis lovely tongue touching her pussy, which immedialetly turned wet. Alyssa was kissing and sucking Monicas tits, and Monica was touching her own pussy. Jimmi gave Monica a thick dildo, which Monica delightfully took. She beagn to move it in and out her wet pussy, now on the edge of an orgasm. Alyssa was still passionately licking Monicas boobs, and Monica cummed. At that momnent, Alyssa left Monica to herself, and turned to Jimmi, who was kneeling naked on the floor, still kissing Alyssas wet hole. Jimmi climbed up on the sofa, and spread her legs, fully exposing her delicious pink pussy.
”Monica, let's make Jimmi cum! Bring that dildo you have there, and that vibrator” Alyssa pointed at a vibrator lying on a table. Jimmi lay atop of Alyssa in a 69, both licking eachothers pussies. Monica handed Alyssa the dildo, and she then moved so that she had Jimmis round and fine ass in clear view. She switched on the vibrator, and inserted it into Jimmis tight hole. Jimmi abruply stopped licking Alyssas pussy, and closed her eyes, and moaned loudly. Alyssa and Monica were both fucking Jimmi in both her holes. Monica removed the vibrator, and started to lick Jimmis ass instead. Eventually she put in the vibrator again.

Alyssa got out from under Jimmi, and asked Monica:
”Want to go a bit more rough?”
”Sure. How?”
”Domination. We have a perfect dungeon for that.” Monicas face shifted from pleasure, to fear, then to a longing smile.
”oooh, i love domination games. Yessss....I will be your slave.”
”Good. I will be the Dom. Alyssa, you're a slave too. I demand it.” Jimmi rose up from the sofa and continued: ”Get prepared. Slave Alyssa, i will begin with you”.
Alyssa was ready a bit taken aback, but when she saw Jimmi reaching for a whip that was hanging on the wall, she kneeled, and looked down and said ”Yes Mistress.” Then she and Monica got up, and without a look on Jimmi they walked to the corridor, and into a normal sized room.
”You're a slave too?” Monica asked suprised, when they had shut the door behind them.
”Yes, i like to be tied up and dominated. Jimmi almost always plays the mistress. But let's not talk anymore. We're not allowed to.” She got a metal collar and put it around Monicas neck. She pointed at a chair, and Monica sat down. Then she got an another collar and applied it to herself. Alyssa opened a door Monica had not seen earlier. Behind it there was a steep spiral staircase made from stone, and they walked down into the dungeon.

The dungeon consisted of one large room, with 4 prison cells occupying one wall. It was quite empty, except for ropes and other domination equipment hanging on the wall. Alyssa walked to the middle of the room, where there were chains hanging from the ceiling.
”Monica, tie my hands with these chains, then chain yourself to that ledge” Alyssa said shortly. So Monica did, and soon Alyssa was standing chained like a X in the middle of the room, looking up because the chain from her collar was also connected to the ceiling, rendering Alyssa unable to have her head normally. Alyssa had also a ballgag in her mouth, so she was unable to speak anymore. Monica was chained with a short chain to a short ledge. Soon Jimmi ascended from a different staircae, the one emerging in the living room. She was wearing a black swimsuit-modelled latex dress, high-heeled leather boots and fishnets.
”So, my slaves, today you are going to be severly punished.” She whipped Alyssa a single time with her whip, leaving a long red stripe on her stomach. She then walked over to Monica and freed her from the ledge, and led her to a stonepillar in the room. Monica was chained by her hands and feet to the pillar, 10 inches above the ground. She had a ballgag in her mouth, too. She then turned to Alyssa again, and let the whip hit her again. Jimmi freed Alyssas collarchain, so she could have her head normally. Alyssas face was filled with pleasureness and fear. Her nipples were erect once again, and her pussy becoming wet. Alyssa knew that Jimmi had put the house surveillance system to record everything that happened here in the dungeon. She always did that.

Jimmi took the chain from Alyssas collar, and gave ger a hard whip on Alyssas ass. Then she continued with the normal whip. Alyssa now had many red stripes on her body, not to mention the stripe from the chain. Jimmi walked around her, and faced her breasts, her big, round beautiful breats, and gave them a hard whip. She then took some clammers and put them Alyssas hard nipples. The slave grinned. Jimmi then got a new clammer and fastened it on Alyssas wet cuntlips. The springs in the clammers were strong, and Alyssa gave a moan of pain and pleasure. Jimmi took a thinner chain and fastened it between the clammer in Alyssas pussy and a hook a few meteres away on the floor. Alyssa followed with her body to ease the pain. Jimmi walked to a candle and lit ti, then returned to Alyssa, and whipped her some more. Now all pleasureness in Alyssas face was dominated by fear and pain.

What Alyssa felt was an incredible orgasm. She just loved to be dominated, her completely naked body in possession of another woman, was a big turn-on. Especially when the other woman was her girlfriend. What went through Monicas mind when she saw Alyssa being tortured, and herself tied up to that pillar, was fear and pleasure. She almost cummed just by watching it.

Jimmi released all Alyssas chains, and removed her ballgag. Alyssa fell down on the stonefloor, exhausted. Jimmis whip hit her, and she kneeled before her mistress.
”Did you like that, slave?” she heard Jimmi ask.
”Yes, Mistress,” she heard herself saying.
”Good. But you haven't got the full punishment yet.” Jimmi grabbed Alyssas collarchain and forced her to follow her. They stopped at a wooden table, and the pillar Monica was tied up to turned, so Monica could see everything. Jimmi gestured Alyssa to climb up on the table, and lying down at her back. Alyssa did. The table was only ¾ of Alyssas length, so her legs and head went over the edge. Jimmi put bracelets on Alyssas hands, and forced them down on either sides of the table, and fastened them to the ground. Jimmi then spread Alyssas legs, and put footrings on them, and fastened them in the same manner as the hands. Alyssa was now lying like an X on the table. Jimmi fetched the candle she had lit, and moved towards Alyssa on the table. Alyssas mouth opened in fear, as the first drop of wax dropped down on her left nipple. The wax was extremely hot, special-made to be that. Drop after drop hit Alyssas both breasts and nipples, then when they were almost totally covered Jimmi moved down towards her pussy. The hot wax dripping down on Alyssas pussy made her cum again. She shaked and moaned and screamed in pleasure. Then it was over, and Jimmi released her from the table. She also released Monica from her pillar.

Alyssas beautiful body was now red and covered in hard wax.
”Mistress, can i go now?” She asked, though knowing what the answer would be.
”No. I still have something in store for you,” was the answer. Jimmi wanted Monica to bring her a latex headcover and a ballgag, and to fasten them on Alyssa. The headcover had zippers for the eyes, and once Alyssas head was covered in the black plastic, she got the ballgag in her mouth. Jimmi personally shut the zippers, and now Alyssa was both blind and unable to speak. Jimmi ordered Monica to chain Alyssa up on the wall, facing it. So she did. Now Alyssa was in her third X position, now on the wall, her back and sexy ass exposed. She heard Jimmi saying to Monica to give her a final hard whip. Feeling the whip connecting for half a second to her back, and knowing who dealt the hits, made her cum a third time.

Now Monica was tied up in the middle of the room in a X position. Jimmi whipped her long and hard, Monicas screams muffled by her ballgag. Finally she said:
”As you're so new, i'm gonna give you mercy. I just want to use you a bit more, then you may be released.” Monica was on the edge of an orgasm, and so was also Jimmi. Jimmi fetched a lollipop, removed the plastic and sucked on it long. She then moved towards Monica, and teased her quivering wet pussy with it. She then inserted it, and that pushed Monica over the edge. Soaked in sweet pussyjuice, Jimmi continued to lick and suck on the lollipop. Then she cummed too.

After a while, Jimmi released Monica from the X position, and said:
”I hope your body is in very good condition. I'm sure that what you are going to experience now, exceeds the pain i've delivered to you up until now.” Jimmi said with a small grin on her pretty face. She got a fairly big steel ring, with hooks for chains. It's diameter was about the size of a steering wheel on a car. She gestured to Monica kneeling on the floor before her to raie her hands. Jimmi exchanged the long chains that had tied Monicas hands to the ceiling to two very short ones, with just a few links. Those she fastened to the ring. She then gestured Monica to lie on her stomach on the floor. Monica did so, wondering what her mistress had in her mind. Jimmi got two ¾-meter chains and locked them to Monicas both feet.
”Now, the pain starts.” she said quietly. She forced first Monicas left foot near enought the ring that was connected to Monicas hands, so that she could tie the chain from the foot to it. Monica felt a surge of pain when her leg was stretched in that position. Jimmi then repeated the same procedure with the other leg. Now Monica was lying on her stomach, her hands and feet both tied to the same ring, that was lying on her back. She couldn't talk or scream, because she still had the ballgag in her mouth. Now Jimmi grabbed a chain hanging from the ceiling, and fastened it to the middle of the ring (the ring had a hook for this there in the middle). Then Jimmi admired her work for a second, and walked to a shelf containing various domination tools. She found what she had searched for, a remote control with two buttons. She pressed the one labelled ”up”. Slowly, the chain from the ceiling began to lift Monica upwards. Soon she was hanging a half-meter above the floor, with a face of pure pain. All her joints were aching. Jimmi got a mat of spikes, all a little below a half-meter, and placed it under Monica. The spikes were just touching her stomach, and they were extremely sharp. Monica got small pricks of **** where the spikes were touching her, and she immedialetly lifted up her stomach as good as she could. Jimmi walked up the stairs, out from the dungeon, watched Alyssa and Monica in their bondage, and closed the lights. It was midnight.

Chapter II

11am the next day the slaves had been freed from their bondage a long time ago (at 7am), and were now locked up in the cells. Monicas whole body was aching, but she felt as good as ever. Alyssas flesh was still red and wax-covered. Jimmi ascended the stairs.
”Morning, slaves. Today i will keep you in slavery for longer than i normally would,” she said as she walked down into the dungeon. She was wearing a black latex whole-covering suit. The slaves got to their feet and moved to the door to their cells. They kneeled. Jimmi pushed a button that opened the cell doors, and Monica and Alyssa walked out. The only thing they wore were the collars.
”I have invited some friends over here today. They would very much like to see you. To fuck you.” At the word ”fuck” both slaves looked up, eagerly. Jimmi smiled.
”Good then. Follow me.” she said, and the slaves followed. They walked to the middle of the dungeon. There Jimmi stopped them, and handcuffed them. She then fetched a bottle from the big shelf. Alyssa knew what it was, and a wave of relief and pleasure crashed down on her. Jimmi poured out some of the contents of the bottle, a think oil-like substance, and began to smear it onto Alyssa. She began at her shoulders, and worked her way down to the breats, which she teased a little. They erected immedialetly. Jimmi massaged Alyssas boobs for , then moved down over the stomach, and finally to her pussy. Jimmi smeared Alyssas whole body thick with the oil, then did the same to Monica. The girls felt the pian go away, and Alyssas red stripes slowly vanished. The wax fell off. Monicas body stopped aching, and the stripes she had gotten vanished too.
”Healing Oil.” said Jimmi shortly when she saw Monicas inquiring face. ”Now, slaves, go to your rooms and put on the sexiest clothing you can find. Then meet me in the hall and greet out guests.”

Alyssa and Monica were relieved to get out of the dungeon, and soon found their way to Alyssas room. There they went to the shower together, and washed off the oil that had done it's job. Alyssa had got back her authority, though they were both still Jimmis slaves. She softly touched and licked Monicas nipples, washing of the last bit of pain. She then let Monica lick her nipples, and she had her fingers going slowly in and out of her own pussy. Damn this was nice after a night of pain! Alyssa then knelt down and began to lick Monicas pussy, and that was the last bit for her. Monica orgasmed hard, and her pussyjuice soaked Alyssas face and blended with the water from the shower.

After the shower, Monica went to her own room, still naked and wet from the shower. The girls had agreed to both wear schoolgirl uniforms, and she put on a pair of white thongs, white half-length stockings and a dark-blue miniskirt. She didn't put on a bra. Then she put on a white shirt, and put her hair in a ponytail. She then put on blue high-heeled pumps. Alyssa wore the exact same outfit, and they walked down to the hall, where they found Jimmi in a black half-shirt and a black miniskirt, and black fishnets. The door was open, and they saw a black sedan drive up in the driveway.

It stopped 10 meters away from the door, and three men in business suits stepped out. All three were well-built and handsome, and Alyssa and Monica recognised them at once. They were the three big bosses for GTtech Inc. Alyssa had, without Monica noticing, applied her fantastic disguise skills on Monica. In her clothing, in her make-up, and in her new hairstyle. Now there was no chance the big guys from GTtech could recognise either thier VD or her secretary. Jimmi whispered to Monica:
”Slave, your name is from now on Chloe.”
”Yes mistress,” replied Chloe. The three men were now at the door.
”Hello Jimmi, nice to see you! And these are the girls? They look lovely!” He then recognised Alyssa Fontaine and cried ”Alyssa Fontaine! I can't believe this!” The three girls smiled, Alyssa acting very sexy.
”Yes, she's my girlfriend. But today, she's my slave. So is the other girl. Chloe.” Jimmi said. ”They will do whatever you want them to.” The three men whistled quietly. One of them had at once taken great interest in Chloe, and she was noticing this and blinked to him with one eye. ”Let's go inside,” Jimmi said, and they all walked in.

From the hall they walked down a spiral staircase, but they were not going to the dungeon. Alyssa and Jimmi had installed a small stripclub in the cellar, and that was their destination. Once there, the two slaves walked up on the two small stripareas that were higher than the rest of the floor, with a steelpole each. Jimmi seated the guests, and let them get a good view of her ass in the process. The stripclub was quite small and light, so the men had unobstucted view of the two girls stripping.
”Which girl you choose?” Jimmi asked the men.
”I'll take Alyssa!” said the Director of GTtech, George Realwood, a competitive grin on his face.
”Chloe for me!” said Ronald Harley, George's secretary. ”How ironic” thought Chloe, dancing around the pole.
”Then i guess, you're with me” said Jimmi with a seductive smile to John York, Executive Director. George sat eagerly down in a chair very near Alyssa. Alyssa immedialetly began to slowly go in a squatting position, both her hands around the pole. Halfway, she rose quickly, and turned her back towards him, and lifting her skirt. He could se her sexy ass, and Alyssa slowly began to remove her thong. Once it was removed, she turned around, facing him again. She teased with her skirt, flashing her wet pussy at him. She began to unbutton her shirt, but she was careful not to reveal her boobs just yet. She danced a bit with her shirt unbuttoned. Then she removed it, but in a manner so that she had her hands over her boobs. The again turned her back at him, and removed her skirt. Now she was just wearing the stockings and the shoes. She removed her hands from her breasts, put them over her head like a circle, and slowly turned back against him. He gasped when he saw her so naked. Alyssa could see his hand massaging his cock under his pants. She smiled and said:
”Wanna go private?”

He jumped up on the stripscene, and followed Alyssa who had dissappeared behind the curtains behind it. Behind there was a room with a duoblebed. Alyssa was already lying on it, teasting with her nipples, and smiling. George took off his suit and his shirt, and she could see his well-built body. He crawled up beside her, and they kissed. Alyssa climbed on top of him, and removed his pants. His cock was big and ready for action. She positioned herself over it, and let it sink deep down into her steaming hole. Long ago since she last rode a cock! After a while of riding, she said to him to get up and lick her pussy. She laid down on the bed, and waited for him to spread her legs. He knelt, and spread her legs and slowly began licking. She fingered her nipples and massaged her big boobs while he did. Oh it felt so nice! She was now very near the first orgasm. She sat up, and let him lick and suck her nipples and caress her breats from his sitting position at the footend of the bed. She slid her fingers into her wet pussy, teased her clit, then she came. And she came hard. Her whole body shook, and George stopped licking her boobs.
”Slave weren't you? Then make me feel good!” George said and stood up. His dick was very inviting, and she got down from the bed and knelt and took his cock in her hands. She massaged it, touched it with her tongue then massaged it some more. Then she took it in her mouth, letting it slowly slide in, then out. She slowly moved backwatds, then onto the bed again. He followed her, and was soon sitting over her. She gave it a last long suck, and he came. His cum shot in white jets all over her boobs, and her face, and she tried to catch as much as possible in her mouth. He seemed to have very much of the stuff, and soon the bed and she were totally covered. She licked up as much as possible, then with her finger. Still, there was some left. Chloes man had already walked out from their room, and she called her over to her.
”Oh Mon...Chloe, please can you lick this up!”

Chloe softly moved her tongue over Alyssas body, over her breasts and her face, licking up every drop of Georges sperm. She couldn't resist her pussy, so she licked that too. After a while, the girls rose up, and naked walked out to the stripclub. Jimmi and the other guys were there having a foursome, and the other girls joined in.

Later, when the men were gone, the three girls gathered in the living room.
”Chloe, Alyssa, i'm now releasing you from slavedom.” Jimmi announced, and the three girls kissed. They were all naked. They all went upstairs to a big bathroom. Chloe hadn't been there before. There was an enormuos jacuzzi already filled with water and foam. The three girls climbed in, and submerged themselves in the hot water. The covered themselves in the foam, and Alyssa slipped her hand into Jimmis pussy under the water. Eventually the foam vanished, and the girls began licking eachothers tits. Jimmi and Chloe were at Alyssas, and Jimmi slipped her fingers into Chloes tight hole. Chloes pussy grasped Jimmis hand, and Jimmi slid it in and out. They let go of some water, and the water level was soon just 10 inches. Jimmi and Chloe got a dildo each, and penetrated Alyssas both holes. Alyssa was in doggyposition, which gave the other girls access to what they wanted. Jimmi was licking and fucking Alyssas pussy, and Chloe got her ass. Chloe used her tongue more than the dildo, and soon Alyssa cummed. That made Jimmi lick even more, and Alyssa switched positions, so she was again sitting against the wall of the jacuzzi. Chloe moved to her delicious tits, and Jimmi continued to tease her pussy.

The week went by quite fast, with many threesomes and much lesbian action. Soon there was enough saved on the mansions surveillance system harddrive for a full-length porn movie, and Jimmi edited it and sent it out for distribution. Alyssas regular pornproducer was delighted, and Alyssa Fontaines last pornmovie sold big. This was many months from their one week sexual come-together with Chloe. Chloe still came to see Alyssa and Jimmi sometimes, but not so often. She had her own girlfriend, thanks to Alyssa who had gotten them together.

Chapter III

Once Alyssa and Jimmi sat and watched the dominationg session with Alyssa and Chloe as slaves.
”I want to be your slave again, Jimmi. I want to be your slave until you release me!” Alyssa said suddenly. Alyssa got down from the sofa and knelt before Jimmi. Jimmi looked suprised a second, then smiled.
”As you want, Alyssa! From now on, you are my slave, and this mansion, everyhting you owned is now mine. I'm not your girlfriend anymore, i'm your mistress. You will do my every bidding, and you **** in the dungeon. You will be punished hard every night. Until i release you. In this house, all your humanly rights are taken away from you, and i can give you to whoever i want. It is your choice, hope you are happy with it!” Jimmi said triumphially. I looked down and said
”Yes, Mistress.” Alyssa then removed all her clothes, now standing naked infront of her mistress. Alyssa felt she had done the right thing, she wanted nothing more than Jimmi to own her.
”Put on your collar and bring your handcuffs. Meet me in the dungeon.” Jimmi said and rose up. Jimmi was feeling very happy, she had always wanted Alyssa as her slave, and she loved her.

Alyssa stood handcuffed to a ledge in the dungeon when Jimmi entered. Jimmi was wearing high-heeled boots, fishnets, and she had leather straps all over her upper body, that formed a dominating suit. The are around her nipples were visible, but other than that her breasts were totally covered. She also wore black knickers. She had a whip in her hand. She spotted Alyssa tied helplessly to the ledge, and walked towards her. She released her handcuffs, and dragged her by the chain from her collar to the middle of the room. Jimmi fetched a thick roll of thin, transparent plastic. She ordered Alyssa to lie down on the floor.
”Take a deep breath” Jimmi grinned. Then she began to roll Alyssa into the plastic. It sticked to her body, and formed itself in accordance to it. Alyssa could not move even if she wanted to, she was so tightly packed. Her big breasts were pressed against the plastic, and Alyssa was already getting wet. So was Jimmi. Finally Jimmi covered Alyssas face with the plastic. Alyssa was now unable to breath, her eyes filled with terror. Jimmi smiled. Then, just at the last moment, Jimmi put a hole in the plastic covering her mouth with her finger. Alyssa skipped for breath.
”Did you liek that, slave?”
”Yes...Mistress...” Alyssa panted. Then Alyssa got a ballgag in her mouth, and Jimmi lifted her up in a standing position. Jimmi almost came when she saw the exquisite female body covered in plastic like that. She ripped the plastic so that Alyssas hands became free, and put bracelets on them. She tied up Alyssa to the ceiling in a Y position, and gave her a hard whip. A Small bit of the plastic ripped. Jimmi whipped Alyssa again and again until all the plastic was removed. Alyssas pussy was now very wet, and Jimmi shoved a pair of fingers up in it. Alyssa moaned behind her ballgag, as Jimmi tickled her inside her pussy. Then she removed her hand, and pulled down the ballgaga and let Alyssa lick off her own pussyjuice. Alyssa licked. When putting the ballgag back, Jimmi dragged it a few inches from her mouth and let it go. It effectively hit Alyssa in the mouth, reminding her her position. Now Jimmi released Alyssas hands, and cuffed them before her. She led Alyssa to the table, and tied her to it, like before in a X. Then Alyssas legs were spread, and tied to the roof, so Jimmi had free access to Alyssas wet pussy. But Jimmis interests were at Alyssas big, round boobies. She clammed them with a pair of nippleclammers, then she got two needles. When Alyssa saw that she said something muffled by the ballgag. Jimmi, looking dominant, ran the needles through the part of the nipples that were sticking out from the clammers. Alyssas body became tense with pain, then the tension slowly eased. Jimmi then released Alyssa from the table, and led her by her collarchain to the wall, where Alyssa was again tied up, facing it. She was spanked and whipped sevely, her flesh becomming redder and redder. When Jimmi then reached down and stroked her ass with one finger, she came. Jimmi looked satisfied.
”That would be all for today, slave.” Jimmi said and released her from the wall, and ushered her into a cell. Jimmi locked the door, and returned a minute later with a pink dress, which she gave Alyssa through the celldoor.
”You must carry that at all times when in this house, and even outside, and when at work, under your normal clothing,” Jimmi commanded. Still ballgagged, Alyssa couldn't say anything, and she put the dress on her. It turned out to be a bunnysuit, made of latex. Her boobs were totally exposed through two big holes. Her pussy was also exposed. Jimmi gave her a pair of long, pink bunnyears, and she put them on.
”I will be receiving my new girlfriend soon. She would want to have a look at you, and maybe buy you for some time. If she doesn't, i will punish you so hard you can't walk, if she does i could let you lick my pussy,” Jimmi said. Alyssa froze. A new girlfriend? But all she said was ”Yes, Mistress.”

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Posted by MONTED at 21,Aug,14 06:38

This is the true story of my very first experience with black cock.
I was 30ish at the time and not yet out of the closet. I was very discrete and I owned my own business. I had only been fucked by a man once before but was a very experienced cock sucker.

I was at Sam's Club and it was early afternoon. I parked near the back of the parking lot like always to avoid accidents and I didn't mind the walk to the front door. Like a million times before I was going over the list of items I needed in my head when suddenly I hear someone say, "Hi". I turn in reaction and say "Hi" back. Standing next to me was this ruggedly handsome black man pushing a his cart toward the entrance. He smiles at me and asked me something like, "Busy day at work?" or something of that nature and I replied "No, just came to pick up a few things for my office." I slowed my pace when I noticed that he was at least a foot taller than myself, he started talking again. He was HOT, I could tell he had a nice body under that flannel shirt. Then I noticed that he was checking out my ass. I watched his eyes undress me then look back into my eyes and smile. I do have a nice big, round bubble ass. My heart began to race. Was he really into me? What was I going to do? We came to a halt and kept chatting a few seconds and he explained that he just had to run into work for an hour but was now off for the afternoon. He then asked me where I lived and I pointed to the general direction. He WAS trying to pick me up! Then stepped closer and he asked me if I was too busy to spend some time at my place. He said he would like to come over to my place or something like that. I told him, as casually as I could, "sure, that would be cool" and asked "when?" at which point he got a little closer and said, 'is now ok?' I looked up into his dark brown eyes and I swear he could hear my heart pounding! "Sure, just follow me.", I replied.

As soon as I got in my car my hands were shaking with nervous excitement. What the hell was I doing! I had always fantasized about black guys but was I really going to bring this random, yet sexy black man to my home? What was I doing? It was surreal. Up to this point I had only been fucked once but had given several blowjobs, which I loved. I LOVE the feel of a mans hard cock in my mouth. I reversed my car and he was now behind me. The drive home seemed like an eternity. I kept thinking about speeding off, or pulling over and telling him I changed my mind, something. Before I could, we were at my apartment complex. I showed him where the visitor parking was and told him I would be over as soon as I parked. Walking to meet him was nerve wracking. My legs felt weak and shaky like they could give out at any moment. We had exchanged names in the parking lot at the store, his name was John and for some reason I told him my name was Alex. As soon as I walked around the corner of the building there he was, waiting for me at the security entrance. "John!" I called out. "Alex, that was quick", he chuckled. I quickly unlocked the gate and let him pass. He smelled great. I just remember wanting to put my hands all over his body. We made our way to the elevator and shuffled in. The elevators were small, they could only fit maybe 4 people comfortably. I was prepared to start some small talk when he suddenly wrapped his large hand around the back of my neck and pulled me closer. Our lips met, he was kissing me passionately, deeply. My hands found their way across his chest and wrapped around his back. "I have never been with a black guy" I blurted. He just looked downward at me, smiled and told me it would be "So that big ass must be tight, huh?".

We got to my door and I unlocked it and let him in. As soon as we were in I turned to lock the door and felt him press his weight against me, pushing my chest against the door. He was kissing my neck, I could feel his enormous black cock rubbing against my bubble ass as he dry humped me and felt my body. I was moaning slightly. I was completely turned on. He started whispering in my ear about how much he liked my ass and how with an ass like mine I have never had a black lover. He turned me around to put his lips on mine. While kissing me his hands slid down to my ass and he grabbing handfuls. My hands were exploring his firm body,feeling his tense muscles and finally pulling at the button of his jeans and unzipping him. "Oh, you want that dick, huh?" he said. "Maybe" I replied. He then put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me downward until I was on my knees before him with my back still to the door. I began kissing his abdomen above his waist band and with my tongue I started going further down. I pulled his underwear down with my right hand and gripped his cock with my left. It was large and it was thick and it wasn't even fully erect. I remember enjoying the softness of the skin in my hand, and how much it weighed, also the contrast of color. His dark cock in my white hand. I looked up at him, he was watching me as I began to take his cock into my mouth. "Go ahead, suck that dick.", "Mmmmm, you like that black dick, huh?" he groaned. "Ummmmm, Hmmm." was all I could muster with such a large penis in my mouth. I began cupping his balls with one hand and stroking his cock into my mouth with the other. My mouth was watering so I was able to take more of him in, soon I was more than half way. He was big, about 9 inches or more and thick. His cock was steadily growing more firm and thick in my mouth. I could smell his musky scent, taste his cock skin and feel it pulse on my tongue.

I increased my pace and soon his cock was easily pushing the back of my throat. His balls were large and pendulous. I needed to suck on them so I pulled him free of my mouth and licked my way down his shaft to his scrotum. I put his testicle in my mouth and gently began to suck on it, then the other. "Fuck yeah. You're a good little white boy." he stated. "Come here, let me fuck that pretty mouth." he said as he grabbed my head and jabbed his big black cock back in my mouth. Almost immediately he was gagging me with his cock. Pulling my head closer to him and fucking my throat. "Take it, bitch! Suck my black cock! You like that don't ya? You like sucking black dick!" I couldn't answer. All I could do was try to keep from gagging as tears ran down my cheek and I kept sucking his cock. Then I came to the realization that he was going to cum soon and he was going to cum in my mouth. That is not a problem, but I had never swallowed cum before. Just could never do it. I always spit. The way he was fucking my mouth, he was going to cum down my throat. Soon enough he was giving more powerful thrusts while fucking my mouth. "Fuck yeah! Yes! You ready? You ready for my cum??" he said. I was ready for his cum, I knew I was going to swallow hsi seed. I wanted to swallow all his cum. I had this enormous black cock in my stretched mouth, he was holding my head tight and the back of my head was against the door. Suddenly I felt the first squirt of pre-cum then immediately after he let out a groan and the back of my mouth had a warm, thick liquid sliding down my throat. It really wasn't that big of a deal, it was almost instinct. I just kept swallowing his cum and he kept thrusting his cock into my mouth until his balls were on my chin and my nose buried into his jet black pubic hair. He let go of my head and began to relax. I kept his cock in my mouth and gently sucked, pulling it out to suck the head and flick the tip with my tongue. Licking and swallowing all the thick ribbons of his sperm. I quickly recapped in my mind, 'This is the first time I have ever done anything with a black guy and here I am swallowing his cum.' Somehow it just felt right though. Like this is what I was meant to do, pleasure sexy black men. I took his slightly hard cock all the way down again, taking in his musky smell and feeling his pubic hair tickle my nose. I knew I wanted more.

He helped me up, my knees were stiff from kneeling on the hard, cold tile. I hadn't even noticed until now. He was leading me by the hand to the bedroom. He wasn't finished with me yet. He sat me down on the edge of my bed and grabbed the lubrication on the bedside table. I always kept lube there, I am always horny and jack off a lot. "You never been fucked by a black man?" he asked. "No" came my simple reply. "You jack off about black men fucking your white ass?", he asked. I looked him in the eyes and said, "yes, all the time." "Well you are gonna get some black dick today. I wanna breed your pretty white ass.". I then told him that I had only been fucked once and we used a condom. "I want you to take my seed. I want you to feel my cum in your ass.". How could I say 'no'. He knew I wanted that too. He knew I was powerless against him. He knew I wanted him to breed me, fuck me, and own my white ass.

"Come here", he said as he picked up my legs put them up in the air, my feet parallel with the ceiling. My ass was at a perfect angle for his cock. He rested my legs against his chest. My white skin against his dark chest was incredible. He grabbed the lubrication and started stroking his already hard again cock then started fingering my white boy pussy. I could feel his thick finger enter me, then a second finger. I let out a whimper. I kept looking up at him, at how beautiful he was and kept thinking about how much I wanted him inside me. "Please be gentle.", I said. "Don't worry, I will. I want you to enjoy it." he replied. At which point he grabbed his cock and started to guide it in me. It was huge in comparison to my first and only other cock that fucked me. He applied gentle pressure, I could feel it pushing at my very tight hole. I looked up at him as he pursed his lips and applied more pressure. Suddenly there was a shock of pain. Like fire almost. I wanted him to stop but knew I also wanted him to continue. I needed his cock in me, I needed his cum in me. I clinched my teeth and let out a whimper. The head of his giant black cock was in me. He let it stay for a second, he let my muscles relax. Then he began to apply more pressure. He added more lubrication and continued to insert his black cock into me. I could feel him filling me. I could feel the weight of his dick inside me, I could feel him stretching my ass open. Then he began to slowly pull out only to reinsert. Now he was fucking me. His cock wasn't even all the way in at this point but with each powerful thrust he plunged deeper. Soon he was fully inside me, fucking me, owning me. It felt so good, I couldn't help but moan and tell him how good he felt. How much I loved his black cock. He began to fuck me faster with deeper thrusts. I could see the sweat glisten on his chest and brow. At this point I began to ask him to "Fuck me! Please fuck me! Oh my god, fuck me harder!" and he did. I could hear his balls slapping against my ass as he began to pound me, he was grunting and groaning while holding my legs tight to his chest. Suddenly he stopped, pulled his cock out of my gapping hole and told me to get on my hands and knees. He wanted to fuck me doggy. "I want to see that sexy round ass when I fuck you!" I immediately did as I was told. I put my face down, ass up and arched my back.

As he began to push his cock into me, he slapped my ass, hard. I let out a yelp at which he said, "Take it, bitch! This ass is mine." I was not about to argue with him because I knew he was right. I knew my ass belonged to him. With one powerful thrust of his hips his cock was buried deep in my ass. All I could do was bite into the pillow as my hands grasped hard at the sheets. His strong hands were gripping my hips and pulling me back towards him. He was fucking me hard. He was fucking me rough. He was letting me know that I was nothing but his fuck toy and I loved it. I quickly grew more accustomed to his thrusts and started rocking my hips to meet his thrusts. "Yes! Yes! Oh my god, Fuck me!! Fuck meeeee!!" was what I was saying before asking him to "Fuck me harder! Fuck my white ass! Fuck me with that black cock!". He was silent except for his grunts and heavy breathing. I could hear his balls slapping against my skin as he punched his cock into my ass. Now he pushed me flat on the bed, his cock still deep inside me pumping my ass. His hands on my shoulders pressing his weight against me. I could feel his sweat trickle onto my skin. He then lay flat on top of me, his wet skin against my back, his hands on my head. I could feel his hot breath on my ear. He quietly began to speak into my ear, "You like that? You like that dick in your ass?". In total ecstasy all I could do is mutter "Yes, I love your cock in my ass. Please keep fucking me, please!" At which point he again began to increase the power of his thrusts only to make me whine louder. "I own this ass don't I bitch!" he grunted. In a high pitched of ecstasy I moaned out, "Yes! You own my white ass! You own my ass!". "You ready for my cum? Huh? You ready for me to own your fucking white ass?". "Yes! Fuck me! I want your cum! Fuck me!". "That's right, bitch. I own your ass. You hear me, bitch?". "Yes! You own my ass! I'm your bitch!". What else could I say. He was right. I was his white bitch. He fucked me so good I knew he owned me. I knew I was helpless against him. His pace increased and I swear I could feel his cock get even harder and thicker as he shot his load of cum inside me with a loud groan. At that point I came too, my mouth agape with only the sound of exasperated breath. More slower and deep thrust as he filled me with his black cum. He had bred me. Black bred me and I loved it. I knew from that point on I was nothing but his submissive white bitch.

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My first black cock 2

Posted by MONTED at 21,Aug,14 06:37

After John had finished using me the first time he made his way to the bathroom to clean up. I just lie there on my bed, sweaty and sore. My ass hurt and could feel the wetness of his semen drip from me. It felt so good and so right but I kept thinking to myself, "What had I done? I just met this man and I let him have unprotected sex with me." At the same time it made me happy, I had his cum in my stomach and in my ass. I knew I was glowing.

He made his way back to the bedroom, his large black cock now flacid and swinging with is stride. "I gotta go. I got some shit to do. Walk me out.". As I got up from the comfort of my bed I could feel my gapping hole aching. He quickly dressed and I stood before him naked with his seed finding its way out of my ass and slowly down my leg. We exchanged numbers at which point he told me, "Be ready for me when I get off work tomorrow." He got closer, pointed his finger at me while looking me straight in the eyes and said, "Remember, you are my bitch. Your ass is mine now." Without hesitation I reinforced this knowledge to him, "My ass is all yours." As he opened the door to leave he turned to me and said with a smile, "Just be ready tomorrow around 5 for some more black dick, got it?" I just nodded as he left. I was so happy, tomorrow his cock and cum would be in me again.

The next day I rushed through my work and ran my errands as quickly as I could. I would be home by 3. Plenty of time to prepare myself for John. I stopped by the store to grab some beer. Does he drink beer? I dunno, but better safe than sorry. I made it home, showered and cleaned up. I was still sore, my muscles ached from the previous days pounding that I took. Was he going to fuck me that rough everytime?

5pm came and I sent him a text with the code to the security gates and a note to let him know the door was unlocked. At around 5:30 he knocked and opened the door. I rushed to greet him at the door. He pulled me close to kiss me, his body was like heaven as he kissed me. His full lips on mine, his tongue against mine, his hands on my body. We broke and I closed the door. I offered him a seat on the couch and a drink. He asked what I had and I offered a beer. He wanted a beer, 1 point for me! haha! I handed him his beer and the TV remote as I sat next to him. "Long day at work? Are you tired?" I asked. "Nah, I'm ok. Just another day.", he replied. He pulled me closer to where my head was on his chest and my hand was on his stomach. We sat silent for a few moments as he relaxed and watched TV. Then I made my move and began to rub his crotch. I could feel the thick meatiness of his cock under his jeans. I slowly stroked it only to feel it twitch in response and grow more thick and hard. He pushed the coffee table with his foot and began unbutton his jeans. "Way you are acting you must be ready for some dick. I need you to suck this dick real good." he said. Without saying a word I lowered my head and took the swollen head of his cock into my mouth. Getting it wet I began to take more in, then more until I had his entire length in my mouth. He smelled musky and his cock tasted salty after a long day at work but I didn't care. I was here to suck his dick and let him use me as he wanted. I continued giving him head, a slow, sloppy wet blowjob. His thick black cock glistening with my saliva. "Oh Damn! That's what I like about you white boys, you know how to suck a dick.... Keep sucking it, baby." "Yeah, that's it, take it all." By this time he had his hand on the back of my head, running his fingers through my hair and gently pushing down to make sure I took all his dick. After about 4 minutes he began to thrust a little as he pushed my head down. "You ready for that cum? I want you to swallow all my cum" then he groaned and I could feel his swollen cock twitch as his cum began to fill my mouth. I began to swallow greedily as to not miss a drop. He let out a final groan as he thrust his cock even further. "OHHHH, Fuck yeah!" I continued to clean his cock with my lips and tongue. I wanted to taste all his precious cum. Which is weird when you think about it, because just the day before I had never swallowed any man's cum before and the thought of swallowing cum kinda grossed me out. He laid his head back to rest and stated, "Damn you give the best head!".

After a few minutes of me kissing and stroking his cock it began to get erect again. "You clean your ass for me?", he asked. "Yes", I replied. "Good, take off your clothes and lay on your stomach.", he pointed to the other end of the couch. I immediatly got up and did as I was told. My pathetic little white cock was a mere fraction of his giant, beautiful black cock. A little embarrassed by this but happy that it was my ass he wanted, not my little cock. I lie down flat on the couch with my ass up, he was at the other end. He got up to go get the lube. He came back and started rubbing and squeezing my ass with his dry hands. "Damn, your ass is beautiful. Get's me hard just thinking about it. Your ass was made for black dick.", he said. "Mmmmm" I replied as his fingers began to probe my still sore hole. "I'm beginning to think so too." I said as I smiled and hugged the pillow, knowing this was going to be painful but very pleasurable. Then he spread my legs and ass to begin probing my pink hole with his tongue. I could feel the warm wetness of his tongue and the hot breathe as he exhaled. I closed my eyes to feel his lips on my soft, white bubble ass. Then I heard him pop the top of the lubrication bottle.

He began to rub lubrication on and in my sore hole, first one finger then two, before he began to stroke it on his cock. I was still on my stomach as I felt him begin to mount me. The weight of him on top of me, dominating me, pushed me into the couch to the point where I couldn't move away if I tried. His large lubricated cock began to ease between my butt cheeks only to be stopped by my once tight, and now sore, pink hole. "You ready for this dick?" he asked. "You ready for a good fucking?". "Yes... I need your cock.", I whined. Soon I could feel the pressure building as his swollen, black cock tore into my pink hole. The pain was ... excrutiating. I felt as if I had been stabbed with a knife. I yelled and cried into the couch pillow, I gripped it tight. I was sweating from the pain. "It's all right, you just have to get used to this black cock in your fine, white ass.". I knew he was right, but I couldn't speak. I just muffled my cries in the pillow as tears streamed down my cheek. Then he began to thrust, ripping me further. With each powerful thrust the couch springs were pushing my ass back to meet him. All I could do was muffle my screams in the pillow and let out groans with every penetrating thrust. I was completely powerless, like a rag doll for him to use. "This is my ass, bitch. I fuck you how I want and when I want. Got it?". "YES!", is all I could manage as his thrusts became more pronounced. With each thrust I could feel his penis pushing my insides, his cock was huge. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head back away from the pillow, "This ass in MINE! You hear me you fucking whore?", he growled. "Yes, Yes, my ass is yours. You can have it!!". Now he shoved my face into the pillow. One hand on my shoulder the other **** my head into the pillow. I could barely breathe, for what seemed like an eternity, as he increased the rate and **** of his penetrating thrusts my soft ass came bounding back. All I could think about was the pain and the feel of his long cock sliding in and out of my tormented, pink hole. I could hear his balls slapping my ass as he pounded that black cock deep inside me. Faster and faster until finally he let out a loud groan. Then another groan as he filled my sore, pink hole with is black seed. At that moment I was so happy, not because the punishment had stopped, but because I was owned. This beautiful black bull owned me. A few more thrusts for good measure and he pulled his cock out of my ass. I remember feeling it slide out, that feeling of emptyness, leaving only a gapping hole where his cock once was.

He stood before me and slapped my ass hard, "Hey! Don't you move, I want my cum to stay inside you! Got it?". I turned to look at him through bleary eyes, tears still streaming slightly, "Yes, I won't move.". He left for the bathroom, I watched as he walked away, his back glistening with sweat.

When he came back he tossed me a towel. He stood before me naked, beautiful. He looked down at me then wiped his face with a towel. "What are you waiting for? Suck this nigger dick, bitch.". I was surprised. I thought we were finished! I quickly got on my knees before him and hungrily began to suck his cock. Then I began to suck his balls, then back to his cock. I wanted more of his cum. "That's right, suck that dick. You a good little white bitch. Take it deeper!" he commanded as he forced his cock down my throat. I kept thinking of how heavy his black cock felt in my mouth, the girth, the soft skin covering rock hard muscle that made up his cock. Fresh tears streamed down my face from the gagging and throat punishment. "That's right, bitch. Suck that black daddy dick!". I had my hands on his ass and could feel him thrusting his cock into my mouth. Finally after a few minutes of my drooling and gagging on his delicious cock, "Take my cum you whore! Take it!!" then the familiar warm thickness of his cum filled my mouth. Not as much as the first time, but satisfying enough. Making him happy made me happy. I would do whatever he wanted me to.

He got dressed and I just sat there dishevled and sore, his cum leaking out of me. The taste of his cum still in my mouth and slightly tingling the back of my throat. I walked him to the door. Even more sore than the day before. How was that possible? He turned to me and asked, "You love being my woman, don't you?". I looked up at him and all I could say was, "yes"and meek tone.

After that he was pretty much a fixture in my life. I made him happy and he definitly made me happy. Sex got kinkier. He would tie me to the bed and put a belt around my neck as he savegely fucked me and used me for hours. I LOVED it. At that point though, I had no idea what he had in mind for me.

Again, this is a true story and written to the best I could remember. I would love to hear your comments and I hope you enjoyed!

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My first black cock 3

Posted by MONTED at 21,Aug,14 06:36

I guess it had been about 2 weeks, maybe 3? John had become a regular in my life. He would come over after work, we would cuddle on the couch, he would use my mouth and my ass at his discretion. A few times he spent the night and I would feel his firm, warm body all night next to me, only to wake him up with a good morning blowjob. Now that I think about it, when he spent the night he would always give me a hard ass pounding in the morning. I LOVED it, looked forward to it. I wonder what the neighbors thought
about the headboard always pounding the wall? It was in this time that I started dressing the part of my role, I began to buy panties and wear them. At first just when I got home, but then throughout the day. It actually gave me a charge or boost wearing the panties, made me think about what was in store for me later that evening.

I think it was a Friday, when he sent me a text that he was on his way, it was about 7pm(?) and a guy from work, a coworker was catching a ride with him and they were stopping by to watch the game. Now this was a quandry. Was I supposed to act like his "white bitch" or "just another guy"?? He gave me no other details. I went to change my clothes. I kept the panties on, I remember they were red with black lace, but threw on some sweat pants and a t-shirt over my panties. How was I supposed to act? I would just wing it, I guess. I turned on the TV and nervously waited, trying to not think about it.

Soon enough the apartment door opened and John walked in, behind him was another black guy, obviously younger than John. I immediately got up to greet him at the door, it was now just habit! I said something like, "Hey, how's it going", or something like that. John spun me around and grasped one soft cheek of pillowy ass and said to his friend, "I told you he had a nice ass for a white boy!". His friend smiled and shuffled in past him. I was actually shocked. I had never been "out" and now John was basically introducing me as his "White bitch". John turned to me, "Get us two beers, baby." I tingled all over when he called me "baby". They went to sit down on the couch and went to fetch the drinks. I came back and offered them their beer and John introduced me to "Dwayne".

Dwayne was about 23-25 years old, tall, slender, wirey and muscular. Not bulging muscles, but tone from hard work. He was wearing his dark blue uniform from work, where as John was a supervisor and wore regular clothes. Dwayne seemed quiet, but nice. He maintained a pleasant look on his handsome, youthful face. Several tattoos and even one on his neck, peaking out from under his collar. I introduced myself to Dwayne and sat down between the pair on the couch, although I did sit closer to John. A game was on the TV and I sat silently and watched, eventhough sports bore me completely. A few times I would get up to fetch fresh beer for John and Dwayne, then sit closer to John as he enjoyed the game. I remember it was getting late when John put his arm around me and started kissing me. I kissed back. "I told Dwayne a lot about you." John said. "Oh really?" I said with a smile. I was kinda getting the idea of what was going on. "Yeah, I told him how you loved sucking nigger dick." NOW I was shocked. I clammed up. "Tell him, tell Dwayne that you love sucking nigger dick.". I hesitated, then turned to Dwayne, "I love sucking nigger dick." I told him sheepishly. I could tell Dwayne was uneasy with this revelation and just nodded his head and said, "That's cool".

Then John spoke to Dwayne, "Dwayne, let him suck your dick. Feed him that cock." It was obvious to me that they had planned this before they came over. My heart was pounding, I was light headed. Dwayne was still sitting but pulling down his pants. I could see his cock was slightly hard already. I had no problem giving him head or head to a stranger, but this night was just crazy too me for some reason. My boyfriend(?)/Master(?) was about to share me with his friend. I sat still, then John prodded me, "Go on, suck his dick. You know you want too. I want you to." I moved the coffee table out of the way and knelt down between Dwayne's legs. He was still slightly flaccid but his cafe colored cock stretched a good 6-7inches. His cockhead was not large like John's, in fact Dwayne's cock was more shaped like a bullet. With my left hand I lifted his cock out of the way and felt it twitch, I put my head down between his legs and began to lap and caress his balls with my lips and tongue. He leaned back more to give me better access. I pulled at his pants and they were now around his ankles. I took his scrotum into my wet mouth and "french kissed" his balls while my left hand was slowly stroking his long cock. He was becoming more aroused as his breathing changed and his cock became more firm and thick in my hand. His scrotum was musky and salty, he had been working all day. I didn't care.

I slowly licked my way up the shaft of his cappachino colored cock to the head where I flicked it with my tongue, teasing him, feeling him twitch with anticipation. My right hand slid up his shirt to feel his "happy trail", his breathing was sporadic at times. My mouth was wet, I was drooling like one of Pavlov's dogs. I wanted this black cock in my mouth. I put my lips over his cock head and began to suck and caress underneath with my tongue. My eyes glance over to John, he sat passively watching, taking another swig of beer. The length of Dwayne's cock was becoming wet with the escaping saliva from my mouth. My mouth was a pussy to be used for any man John wanted. I let out a moan, more of a "UMMMM", as I continued to suck his head and feel him grow in length and girth while my left hand continued to slowly stroke his cock into my hungry mouth. He placed his hand on the back of my head and gently pushed my head down. He wanted me to suck all his dick. I would not deny him. I removed my hand from his now wet cock and slowly took his entire length into my mouth. "Awwww, fuck. Fuck that feels good." My right hand moved to cup and stroke his balls, my head began to bob up and down on his cock. Dwayne's cock was now about 8 inches, not as big as John's but great all the same. "I told you he likes sucking black dick, didn't I?", John said to Dwayne. "Hell yeah, this motherfucker's gonna make me nut.", Dwayne responded. "Alex will suck the cum out of a dick and be ready for more. Won't you, Alex?", John said as he reached over and slapped my ass. "MMM, HMMMM!" I responded with a mouth full of Dwayne's cock.

John again reached over and started pulling down my sweatpants to expose my red and black lace
panties I was wearing for him. "I love looking at that big, soft, white ass. That's an ass made for black dick!", John chuckled. I didn't respond, I was getting a taste of Dwayne's pre-cum. Salty, thick ribbons coated my tongue. I sucked harder and faster, milking his cock into my mouth. John reached over again and pulled my panties aside to begin fingering my pink hole. Oh my fucking god, I was going to cum too. All I could say was, "ummm Ummm Ummm", as John finger fucked me and Dwayne began to buck and thrust his cock into my mouth. I was going to cum. Dwayne's body tensed and became rigid as he unloaded a huge, warm, thick load onto my tongue. At which point I felt the crotch of my panties become wet with my own warm, wet cum. The saltyness of his cum coated my mouth and tongue as I began to swallow his black seed. My mouth was made for black cock. I swallowed as much as I could but some
managed to leak out from my lips, I began to lick the shaft of his black cock, like a hungry dog, to catch all his cum and not let any go to waste. I looked up at Dwayne as he let out a big sigh, his head rested back and his eyes closed.

John stood up and quickly removed his pants. I finished slipping off my sweatpants. I was still crumpled on the floor in front of Dwayne, now only wearing panties and a t-shirt. John was standing naked except for his shirt. "Come here and suck this dick!", John commanded. I crawled over on my hands and knees to his already fully erect, large, chocolate colored cock. Without hesitation he grabbed me by my hair and began gagging me with his cock. All I could do is make gagging noises as he roughly shoved his cock into
my throat. I remember I was on my knees before him, my hands cupping around his crotch trying to push him away at times to keep from gagging as he fucked my mouth. Then he slapped me hard across the left side of my face and told me to "stop pushing me away!". I immediately removed my hands and held on to his ass for balance as he continued to roughly fuck my throat. Tears were streaming down my face as I coughed and gagged on his large black cock. Another slap came, this time to the right side of my face. "Look at me!!" he growled. I looked up into his face, "You are my stupid, white bitch! Got it?? Don't push me away!!". Then he grabbed my head in a frim grasp and began to plunge his cock deeper, "Take it bitch! Take that nigga dick in your throat!". I did as I was told. He was right, I shouldn't have pushed him away. I was here to pleasure him, and his friends too. His cock was gagging me, I couldn't help but cough and gasp for air. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and long streams of saliva still connected it to my lips. I regained my composure and began to suck once more. Again he plunged his cock deep in my mouth, again I gagged and coughed and gasped for air. I could feel his pubic hair tickle my chin and nose. Then he continued to pound my mouth, his powerful thrusts were no match for me. I now was just his fuck toy, as he began to groan and jerk and cum. Like a good white bitch I swallowed his
seed. His body went limp, the weight of his cock still in my mouth. Sucking and stroking his cock with my tongue and lips he let out a sigh. I knelt at his feet, the front of my shirt wet from my own saliva, his large, black, wet cock an inch from my face. I noticed a pearl of cum on the tip and licked it away. I now loved the taste of cum.

"Go to the bedroom." he told me. I got up and walked to the bedroom. "Lay down on your stomach." he told me. I laid down on my stomach as he searched my dresser. He found what he was looking for, two cloth belts. He grabbed my right hand and tied it to the wrought iron headboard, then the other. The belts were tight. I couldn't get away if I wanted too. He left the room. I was alone and could only hear their muffled voices from the livingroom. My face still stung slightly from the blows I had taken earlier. My mouth still
filled with the salty, metallic taste of their cum. They both entered the room. I was silent. John literally tore my panties off then spanked my ass, I know he left a hand print. He grabbed one soft ass cheek and said to Dwayne,"Now that is fine, white ass!.". "That's what I'm talkin' about", Dwayne replied. "You better go first, I been plowin that white ass for weeks. I broke him in good." John then put a pillow from the couch under my hips to prop up my ass. "I'm gonna go get a beer. Have at it!", John said as he left the room. Dwayne walked over to the bedside table for the lube, looked down at me and said, "So you really like that black cock, huh? Damn! You one freaky ass white boy!" then chuckled a little. He got on to the bed and between my legs. He pushed my legs further apart and adjusted the pillow so my pink hole was at a better angle. Then he removed the pillow all together, throwing it on the floor. He had me in a doggy position. My ass up, and open ready for his black cock. He positioned himself behind me, my face in the pillow, back
arched. "He said you like to get fucked hard. Never fucked a white boy before, this is gonna be good.", he said as he began to break into my ass. I let out a deep and long "OOOOOOOHHHHH!" as he pushed the entire length of his cock into me. It felt so good, I had that 'full' feeling again. That feeling of a cock filling my anal cavaty. He was thick, but not as thick as John. He began to work his black cock, pulling and thrusting. I could feel the familiar burn of the friction as his cock pumped my ass. With his hands on my hips he suddenly began pounding my ass hard and fast. I let out a gasp then a series of moans. I don't even really know how to describe the sounds I was making. I could only hear him breathing with the occasional grunt as his balls slapped against mine and my ass. Soon I was shouting, "OH FUCK! OH FUCK! YOU ARE FUCKING ME SO HARD!!". This seemed to only encourage him until he began to let out gasps and his thrusts became more pronounced as he shot his black cum deep inside me.

"I told you he has some good boy-pussy.", John said, breaking the silence of the room. "Oh hell yeah! That's what I'm talkin' about." Dwayne replied, still out of breath, "He can take some dick." John walked up to near where my face was, grabbed me by my hair turning me to look at him, "That's what a good white bitch does, takes care of all the nigger dicks! Ain't that right??" "yes", I mumbled. "Now get my black dick hard again so I can fuck you good." He pushed his dick into my mouth. It was an akward position, my hands were bound to the headboard and my neck was craining to suck his cock but I managed to get him hard again quickly. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and squirted lube on its length. "You see this big, black dick", he said, "it's about to open that worthless, white ass."

He then positioned hiimself behind me the same way Dwayne had, ass up and face down. John was on one knee and his other foot was flat on the bed as he mounted me. I felt a sudden grip of pain as he shoved his much larger black cock into my ass. A second later and my soft, white ass was bouncing against him, I could hear and feel his balls slapping my leg. He began spanking my ass hard growling at me to "Take that dick! Take it you worthless white bitch!" I am not even sure what all I said, I remember shouting out, "YES! YES! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEE! PLEASE KEEP FUCKING MEEE!" as I began to cum again. He put his right hand on my head pushing it down so he could gain balance and was furiously pounding my ass with that huge cock. Suddenly he stopped and jumped off the bed, as fast as a cheetah I swear. He again was standing over my face quickly stroking his cock. His large, black, wet cock was
pointed right at my face. I opened my mouth to catch his cum. "Give it to me, give me all your cum!" I told him. He stiffened his back, let out a loud moan and thick white jets of his milky, hot cum shot across my face and into my hungry mouth. "Oh fuck!" he said as another shot of his black seed sprayed my face. Now I had Dwaynes cum dripping down my leg and John's cum covering my face. I couldn't even open my left eye, the cum sealed it shut. I began to turn my head when John told me not to wipe it off.

He then grabbed his camera phone and started taking photos. "I want everyone to see what a good bitch you are.", he said as Dwayne mounted my ass for a second time. This time John would capture the moment on the camera. My hands were numb and my ass sore, both from the spankings and pounding my little pink hole took, as John untied me. John then sat next to me on the bed and let me know how good the sex was. I looked over at the clock, it was almost 2am. They had both been fucking me for hours. He showed me some of the photos. The close up of his cum on my face, then Dwayne's cum on my face. Dwayne fucking me, then him fucking me. The cum oozing out of my punished hole. He told me he still had to drive Dwayne home, so I walked them both out. I said bye to Dwayne and told him it was great meeting him and then to John.

I closed the door and made my way back to bed. I was exhausted and sore. Cum was still in my ass, the taste still in my mouth. I lie down on the bed, on the cold wetness of the cum and sweat. I quickly went to ****, wanting to smell the sex when I woke.

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Posted by MONTED at 21,Aug,14 06:17

Id never really considered myself to be gay, but i knew id be lying if i tried to tell myself that i wasnt dissapointed not to have gone home with Barry. Id never actually had the balls to let him know, but for the past few months now it had been a habbit of mine to lay in bed stroking my cock, fantasizing about Barry and his big fat cock while slipping anything dick shaped i could find in and out of my tight virgin arsehole.

I had thought the work christmas party would be the perfect opportunity for him to have his way with me. I didnt even know if the rumours were true, if he really was known for singling out his favourite apprentice and taking them out for a nice, strictly professional meal, getting them pissed out of their face and then taking them home and fucking their poor helpless little brains out. God how i wanted it to be true. Id do anything for that to be me, splayed out on his bed like a rag doll, totally defenceless against the solid slab of meat slamming in and out of my rectum. Id even shaved myself completely down bellow and decided to go commando; the knowledge that i was naked down there gave me a sort of slutty confidence.

I thought id make it easy for him, so after an hour or so of being out i was completely wasted. I was sure he kept looking at me the way he had before; like a wild **** eyeing an easy piece of meat. As convinced as i was that he wanted to fuck me, nothing came of it. Not even when we were alone in the smoking area and i made a huge deal out of dropping my fags close to his feet, bending over slowly to pick them up and rubbing my arse against his crotch. Knowing what i know now, the lust he must have felt at the moment must have been torture. It turns out Barrys wife had turned up a couple of hours before, i was just too pissed to realise. Once i realised this to be the case, i figured there was no point hanging about; Barry couldnt do anything with that old bitch around.

I called a taxi, said my goodbyes and waited out on the street, smoking cigarettes and feeling depressed that i was going home without any cum inside of me. The taxi arrived, i stumbled in, and exchanged small talk with the driver as we headed out of town. I was feeling so horny i was half contemplating pulling my cock out right there and wanking the whole way back. All i could think of was what could be happening right now if Barrys wife hadnt shown up. Ironically, if i had been less concered with my dissapointment and more attentful toward my driver, i might have realised that i could potentially get the fuck i was craving right here. The guy was infact ideal. He was black, around the age of 50 and had a big, powerful build that was starting to get chubby around the waist. He had big strong hands and a deep, booming voice, and if id had my mind in the present i would have been thinking that his dick must be atleast 9 inches. More importantly he had been showing a very keen interest in his young passenger. Next thing i knew i looked out the window and saw that i was almost home; we were just heading past the local 24 hour store. I suddenly had an impulsive desire to go to the shop and buy a cucumber. If i couldnt have Barry in me, id have the next best thing. I told the cabbie to spin up the shop, jumped out and went inside. Now it was at this point i realised that i had no cash whatsoever, and my debit card would be empty until next week. Fuuuuuuck. Immediately a debate sprang up inside my head. I was left with two choices. I could sneak out of the store quite easily and walk the last five minutes to my house. Or i could be a good, upstanding citizen and tell the cabbie the problem. Normally that would have been an easy one; walk home. But then i remembered something id heard about one of the girls at school. Shed been short paying for a taxi so shed given the guy a blowjob instead. This sounded like a great solution to both of our problems.
Back in the taxi, the driver smiled at me. Was he on the same wavelength as me?
"No worries boy, i dont see why we cant come up with some sort of arrangement"
Fuck it, i thought, whats the worst that could happen?
"Neither do i. Id be more than happy to fulfil any of your.... needs."
"Hmmm, you sure? You see ive only got one need, buts its a fucking big one"
With that he slid his hand down towards his flies, but i was way ahead of him. Id seen the bulge in his crotch start to grow the second i told him i wouldnt be able to pay him. Before hed gotten as far as the zip id undone it and revealed his manhood. It was only half erect, and it was a monster. The driver saw the look on my face and started to laugh.
"You sure youre gonna be able to handle this, sunshine?"
Words failed me. I looked up from his wonderous cock, into the face of the man who was going to be the first to conquer me, and i knew straight away that i would always be a slave to this man. I would do anything to have him fuck me again and again. And with that i dove straight in. I sucked, stroked and slurped his cock. It was my first time but i felt like a pro. Before long he was fucking my face like there was no tomorrow. Hot spunk dribbled down my throat and chin and still he thrust in and out, and i gobbled and licked like my life depended on it. Finally i took the tip of his cock between my lips, sucked hard, and wanked his shaft even harder. 30 seconds later i was coughing, dribbling and spluttering semem. I began wondering if there would be any left for my arsehole.
Almost as if reading my mind, my new found master took hold of my chin and looked deep into my eyes.
"Dont worry slut, theres plenty left where that came from"
All i could do was grin and half kiss, half suck his cock in gratitude.
He then ordered my to fill my throat with his meat (this only took half of what he had to offer) and not come up for air until he had driven us somewhere a little more secluded.
"Okay bitch thatll do"
I gasped for breath as i raised my head, licking all the fresh cum from my lips as i looked outside, trying to decipher where we were. Hed driven us to the local woods; i could think of no better place to have 12 inches of fat cock rammed into me.

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