Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Cheryl SeXStoRY

It all started innocently enough last Friday afternoon when my boss announced that he wanted me to work late that evening. This announcement came as something of a surprise because although we frequently work late at my office, Friday night had always been the one night we would leave at 5:00. My boss explained that a certain client of ours needed a particular financial statement early Saturday morning, however, and so I resigned myself to a late night at the office. Unfortunately, I had previously promised two friends of mine that I would meet them later that evening for drinks at a local bar. Bill and Steve were former college fraternity b*****rs of mine and we had remained close friends since graduating from college ten years ago. My wife, Cheryl and I had first started dating in our freshman year of college and so Cheryl is also good friends with Bill and Steve. Both of them are still single and my wife, and I frequently have them over to the house or join them for drinks at one of the popular night spots here in town. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I was a virgin when Cheryl and I met, but I really get a vicarious thrill out of watching the guys picking up women. Cheryl, too, enjoys our nights out and in fact, she frequently calls their attention to beautiful women who look available, saying such things as, "How do you like her legs?, I think she likes you, why don't you ask her to dance?". I knew Cheryl was looking forward to a night out and so I rather reluctantly dialed our phone number, faced with the unenviable task of cancelling our plans for the evening. When I finally reached my wife on the phone, she didn't seem too upset at the cancellation of our plans. Instead, she suggested that she join my friends without me. I guess I was feeling sort of guilty about the whole matter and so I agreed, telling Cheryl I would see her later at home. "Okay, I'll see you later. I love you.", reMikeed my wife as I hung up the phone. I spent the next few hours diligently completing the set of financial statements I had been working on and around 11:00 I finally decided to call it a night. As I drove out of the office parking lot, I made a snap decision to stop by the bar on my way home in the hope that Cheryl was still there and I might have a drink before heading on home. It was quite crowded at the club and I spent a good ten minutes driving around in the parking lot looking for a place to park my car. I was just about to give up when finally spotted a place near the very back end of the parking lot. I had just closed the car door and was about to head into the club when I happened to glance over towards the far corner of the parking lot. I couldn't quite tell in the dark but it appeared that it was my two friends, Bill and Steve talking and drinking a couple of beers. I started to walk over towards my friends and I was just about to call out their names, when suddenly I heard a muffled cry coming from the back of Bill's van. I guess it was quite nosy of me, but I couldn't help but quietly sneak past the front of the cars until I was kneeling right in front of Bill's van. Bill and Steve were just finishing their beers as I overheard Bill say, "What the hell is taking Dan so long? I knew we should have left earlier. It's been two weeks since I last got laid and my balls are so swollen they hurt!". "Come on Bill, give him a break. Just be glad she didn't invite all his friends along too.", laughed Steve, "Hell, why don't we join in. I'm sure she can handle more than one cock at a time.". When I heard the back of the van close, I waited about thirty seconds before I cautiously raised my head to peer in the front window. As I looked through the window, the feeble glow from a nearby light illuminated what had to be the most erotic sight I'd ever witnessed! A guy who I took to be Dan was positioned with his back to me between the splayed legs of a woman, Bill meanwhile had removed his pants and was kneeling by her head so she could suck his cock. Steve had also removed his pants and he was softly massaging his prick while waiting his turn. From my viewpoint all I could see of the woman was her juicy pussy stretched wide around Dan's unusually large prick as well as her black platform shoes d****d over Dan's shoulders. As I watched their frenzied screwing, I realized my own cock was hard as a rock and so I hurriedly unzipped my pants to relieve myself. I still had not yet caught a glimpse of the woman but there did seem to be something quite familiar about the way she was enthusiastically responding to Dan's thrusts. I was really quite envious of my friends and although I had never even thought about cheating on my wife, I did consider announcing myself and asking if I could watch the fun. I was really enjoying the show, when suddenly I saw the woman reach down with her left hand to playfully toy with Dan's hairy anus. However, it wasn't the sight of her slim middle finger slipping inside his ass that caught my attention, but instead it was the very distinctive ring around her finger. Even in the dim light of the van I was able to see that this was the same ring I had placed on my wife's finger at our wedding eleven years ago! I was utterly shocked at what I was seeing. Here was my sweet innocent wife of ten years unashamedly fucking and sucking three men, including my two closest friends! What made it all the more bizarre was the fact that although I felt a tremendous sense of betrayal and jealousy, instead of rushing in and breaking it up I continued to pump my cock with even more enthusiasm than before. It took only a couple of seconds before I reached a tremendous climax, spewing my cream all over the front of my pants. My mind was filled with questions as I continued watching my wife fucking. Was I some kind of pervert to enjoy watching Cheryl with other guys? Or was Cheryl intending to leave me? One thing I did know for certain, and that was that I had just had the most powerful orgasm of my life and strangely enough my cock was beginning to stiffen once again. I had just started to masturbate my erect rod for the second time, when suddenly Steve moved towards the front of the van. I was quite worried that I had been discovered, but fortunately he instead rolled down the two front windows. "That's better. Man, it's hot in here.", exclaimed Steve as he made his way back to the rear of the van. I couldn't believe my luck in that now, not only could I watch my wife fucking but I could hear every detail as well. Cheryl's moans and groans were somewhat stifled by Bill's cock buried in her mouth when Dan suddenly clenched his buttocks together and buried himself to the hilt in Cheryl's pussy. "Oh yeah, that a girl. Squeeze my balls, Oh Yeah! I'm coming!", cried Dan as his cock jerked wildly, flooding my wife's cunt with his creamy seed. As soon as Dan had finished coming he rolled off my wife and Bill moved into position between her legs. Before Bill blocked my view, I was able to momentarily glimpse Cheryl's face as she looked over at Dan and cooed, "Oh God, that was great. When you asked Steve to bet my panties in that game of pool, I knew that if he lost, I would win!". "Oh man, you are one nasty girl! There was no way I was going to lose that bet!", responded Dan as he sat back against the side of the van grabbing a beer and finishing half of it in one swallow. "You know Dan, if Bill and Steve hadn't been around, I just might have taken on your three friends too.", giggled Cheryl. Just seeing Cheryl's glowing expression was enough to convince me that she was having the time of her life and I began to jerk off in earnest, thrilling to the sight of Cheryl reaching down between her legs to grasp Bill's erection. "Oh Yeah, Bill, Stick it in me! I love it!", cried Cheryl as she guided Bill's rod into her juicy hole. "You do love to fuck, don't you Cheryl?", questioned Steve as he knelt by my wife's face so that she could suck his cock. Since my wife had Steve's huge prick filling her mouth she couldn't respond, but from her frenzied movements and her moans of pleasure, it was obvious Cheryl was climaxing almost continuously. After about five minutes, Steve threw his head back in pleasure and began pumping streams of semen into Cheryl's mouth. My wife kept her mouth glued to Steve's prick as she swallowed every drop of his creamy treat. It was only a couple of minutes later when Bill cried out, "Oh Yeah!", while unloading deep in Cheryl's cunt. By this time they all needed a break and so Steve grabbed a couple of beers from the ice chest while Cheryl lay between Bill and Dan, her creamy thighs d****d over each of the guy's bare legs. No words were said for a couple of minutes as all four of them savored the luxurious feel of sexual satisfaction. Soon, Cheryl began to gently run her fingers through her soaking pubic hair, rubbing the semen leaking from her pussy all over the erect knob of her clitoris. Dan's cock twitched at this sight as he exclaimed, "Damn, are you ever satisfied? Hell, I can't believe your husband ever lets you out of the house alone.". "He doesn't suspect a thing. Mike's a great guy and I really do love him, but he's not the best lover in the world, you know what I mean? I just love guys with big cocks and Mike's dick is not even 6 inches. I don't know, I guess I'm just a slut.", giggled Cheryl. "Hell, both Bill and I have been fucking Cheryl ever since she and Mike first met back in college. You wouldn't believe it but I think she fucked almost every guy in our frat house over our four years in college and Mike never even caught on. Mike's a great guy, but if you looked up the word naive in the dictionary you'd find his picture.", laughed Steve while reaching over to playfully pinch one of Cheryl's nipples. Bill joined in saying, "Yeah, I can't believe Mike's never figured out how Cheryl is sharing her pussy with all his friends. Hell, you won't believe it, but even at their wedding reception, Cheryl and I snuck off for a quickie and I later found out she'd done it with a couple of other guys too!". "Yeah, I guess that was naughty of me. I had wanted to surprise Mike on our wedding night and so I wore sexy lace thigh high stockings with no panties under my wedding gown. But when Mike's best man, Kevin reached down and felt my ass on the dance floor, I couldn't help myself. He just looked so cute in his tuxedo that I knew I had to have him. You should have seen his expression when I dragged him into a back room, pulled up my dress and let him fuck me then and there! God, that was sexy! Just knowing that anyone could walk in and see me bent over a table, my wedding dress up around my waist while the best man fucked me silly, was enough to give me multiple orgasms. It was so good that I ended up screwing Bill and another guy over the course of the afternoon. Yeah, that night I had Mike lick me before we screwed and he didn't even notice that my pussy was filled with his friend's come!", giggled Cheryl. Watching my wife continue to finger herself while describing how she had fucked three other guys at our wedding reception was incredibly erotic and I had to stop jerking off to keep from coming too soon. The sight of Cheryl running her fingers in and out of her juicy pussy was too much for the guys and so Steve lay back on the carpeted floor while directing my wife to straddle his waist. Cheryl immediately swallowed Steve's large cock with her juicy pussy while leaning forward to give him a wet kiss, mashing her swollen tits against his hairy chest. "Mmmmm, that looks good.", moaned Cheryl as Dan knelt to the side of Cheryl so that she could turn her head to suck his cock. Just seeing my wife rocking forward to engulf Dan's thick cock and then rocking back to impale herself on Steve's stiff rod prompted my second climax of the night as I knelt down and shot my load onto the pavement in front of me. When I finally stood up to peek into the van, they had switched positions and now Cheryl was on all fours as Dan fucked her swollen pussy and she alternated sucking Bill and Steve. They kept at it for almost ten minutes when suddenly Dan cried out, "I'm coming, Yes!", thrusting his cock deep inside my wife and gushing his semen into the furthest reaches of Cheryl's body. As soon as Dan pulled his limp cock from my wife, Steve removed his cock from Cheryl's mouth and moved behind my wife to insert his cock in her juicy opening. "C'mon Cheryl, I want you to beg for it.", joked Dan as he slapped my wife's ass before placing his swollen cockhead near the entrance to Cheryl's pussy. Cheryl had to momentarily remove Bill's cock from her mouth to beg, "Please Steve. Fuck me, please. I want to come.". Suddenly, Cheryl pushed back with her hips burying Steve's cock balls deep in her gaping opening. Laughing, Steve just held still while telling Cheryl fuck herself on his rod. Bill, too, got into the act as he also held still and had Cheryl rock back and forth impaling herself on their two hard cocks. I had never known my wife to respond to dirty talk but Bill and Steve had Cheryl coming almost continuously while slapping her ass and telling her what a slut she was and how they intended on taking her to their friend Eric's stag party the following weekend. "There'll be over ten guys there and you'll get to fuck every one of them", laughed Bill as he reached down to pinch Cheryl's erect nipples. Suddenly, Cheryl removed Bill's cock from her mouth to whimper, "Oh god yes, you know how I love gang bangs. I'm coming, Yes!, Yes!", while bucking her hips uncontrollably, savoring the sensation of Steve's hard cock in her pussy. My wife's orgasm triggered Steve as he, too, began to climax. Cheryl's gyrations during her climax resulted in Steve's prick slipping out of her snug pussy and as he released his load, he spewed streams of semen all over pert ass. Bill didn't give Cheryl a chance to catch her breath as he immediately moved behind her and shoved his cock deep into her juicy opening. It only took a couple of strokes before he too pulled out and unloaded all over Cheryl's cute ass cheeks. "Oh God, that was great, but I better get going. I told Mike I'd be home early.", cooed my wife while reaching back to rub the warm come into the smooth skin of her buns. Hearing this, I quickly made my way back to my car and carefully pulled out of the parking lot. All the way home, I pondered what to do. Should I tell Cheryl what I had seen? Or would it be better if I just kept quiet about the whole thing? I finally decided to keep quiet and as I drove into our driveway I was starting to feel quite pleased with my decision. After all, Cheryl had never refused me sex and although she had indicated that my smallish cock wasn't big enough for her, she was always very enthusiastic whenever I licked her pussy. So if my wife wanted to fuck other men, how could I complain. As a matter of fact, I was really pleased to discover that Cheryl was able to give full rein to her sexual desires. Cheryl returned home about thirty minutes later and as she walked into the bedroom, I was able to see her in a totally new light. No longer was she the sweet and innocent girl I had married, but instead I saw her as a sexy, desirable woman, reveling in her sexuality. When I asked if she had a good time, she said, "Yeah, it was okay. I really missed you though, honey.", while leaning over to give me a kiss. When Cheryl had undressed she started to make her way to the shower but I stopped her and led her to the bed where I immediately reached down between her legs to fondle her juicy cunt. I whispered, "You feel really wet tonight, would you like to make love?", as I ran my fingers in and out of her come soaked pussy. "Oh honey, I love you so much.", lied Cheryl while reaching over to massage my stiffening penis. Remembering Cheryl's comments about my inability to satisfy her with my small member, I decided to make my way down her body until I was looking directly at her well fucked opening. There was a small stream of come seeping out of her pussy, but that didn't stop me as I proceeding to lap up the semen from her juicy snatch. In fact, as I sucked the come from her pussy, I realized that this tangy flavor was not unfamiliar and I laughed to myself as I realized this wasn't the first time I had been served a creampie. As I worked my tongue over my wife's clit, she became more excited until finally, she reached an incredible climax. Cheryl's orgasm caused her pussy to spasm sending a gusher of come from her three lovers into waiting mouth. When Cheryl's orgasm had subsided, I looked up from my place between my wife's legs and I saw how content she looked. I started to move up to enter her pussy, but she stopped me saying she was tired. "Honey, why don't you just pay with yourself tonight, okay?" cooed Cheryl as she ran her fingers softly through her satisfied pussy. I still don't know why this turned me on, but I was soon frantically beating my meat as Cheryl looked on with a smile on her lips. Just remembering how sexy my wife looked while fucking my friends induced me to promptly orgasm, covering my hand with my hot semen. Later that night, when Cheryl had fallen asl**p on my shoulder, I looked over at her and realized that regardless of what she does with other men, I'll always truly love her. The next weekend Cheryl made up a lame excuse about spending the night with one of her girlfriends but I know she was the featured attraction at Eric's stag party. I, meanwhile, spent the night masturbating to one orgasm after another as I imagined my pretty wife taking on a large group of horny guys. Since that time, I've become even more comfortable with my wife's infidelity and I've even thought to confess that I know of her promiscuity. Maybe someday Cheryl and I can have an open relationship where I will allow her to fuck and suck any guy she wants so long as I get to watch or join in on the action. Frankly, I couldn't imagine a more perfect marriage and I'm hoping to get up the nerve to bring it up with Cheryl very soon.

Barbara's story SeXStoRY

My husband Gene has told me since about the time we were married that he would like to see another man making love to me. I always felt a little betrayed but over the many years and 3 sons, I began to ignore it and eventually realize it was only a fantasy. This is my version of the story he wrote. I was working at the hospital one evening and it was a bitchy night. One of the other secretaries suggested we stop for a quick drink to take off the tension, so Jamie, Kim and I went to a bar that Jamie knew of near our hospital. Jamie is a redhead and Gene says she has a great body and it is rumored that she is a “wigger”. I think that is a local expression for a white woman that sl**ps with black men. Kim, like me, is married and white, and we are often assured we are fairly attractive. Well, Jamie proved the rumor and told us about her multiple black lovers. Suddenly a black guy was standing at the table and Jamie introduced him as “Webb” and he sat down. We talked for some time and got quite comfortable with him, as he was a really nice guy. After awhile, he asked Kim to dance. When they came back she said he was a terrific dancer and he asked me. Later Kim left while Webb and I were dancing. He told me I was a real sexy woman and I should take off my bra. I was stunned by his audacity and stormed back to the table and told Jamie I was out of there. Webb told her why and she laughed and said she agreed and together they calmed me down. Then Jamie said, “Come on, Barb, let’s both go and take them off”. I don’t know if it was the drinks or what, but I did. It was nice dancing with Webb, with my breast rubbing against him and could feel my nipples getting more erect. After a few minutes he whispered in my ear that he would love to “breed” me. I had felt his cock pressing against me, but tried to ignore it and tried to move away, but it did make me horny. It felt really big and as I thought over that comment and it dawned on me that he meant he wanted to make love to me and make me pregnant. When that sunk in alarms rang in my head and I left. On the way home, I realized I was soaking and very horny, so when I got home, I woke Gene up and told him to make love to me and I did not want questions or discussions. I had a couple organisms and Gene finished inside of me, and I went to sl**p and forgot the whole thing. Gene never asked, but I know he never forgot and was very curious and suspicious. One evening several days later, Jamie asked if I have ever been to bed with a black man. I told her that I have had sex only my husband, not that it was her business. She told me I should try it and Webb would really love to assist me. Finally I got angry and told her to butt out and drop it. A few evenings later, I looked up and Webb was there. He said hi and we chatted a few minutes, then he left and later Jamie stopped by and told me he wanted to date me. Just go out have some drinks and laughs. I could drive everyplace and leave when I wanted and Webb assured that no sex was intended, she told me. I thought about it and finally several weeks later told Gene about that night, including the multiple times he stopped to chat with me and Webb asking me out (I left out the breeding part) and admitted that I would like to go on this “date”. I noticed that he got an immediate erection and he agreed to let me. Don’t get your hopes up, I told him. As I was getting ready that Friday evening Gene watched and approved my blue mini skirt that had a front zipper from hem to waist, a silky dark gray blouse. When I was dressed, he insisted that I remove my bra and put on a pair of sexy, crotchless panties. I finally agreed, though without too many objections and insisting this was merely a fun night out. I also lied a bit saying I thought that we were meeting others from the hospital. I then asked him if he was trying to get me fucked and he told me, “No, but you know I would love it if you did get fucked, especially by a well hung black man. (I had told Gene that Webb was black.) Besides I want you to look sexy and feel hot. I think that you have already thought that out and decided anyway.” I looked at him in shock and I wondered how much he suspected or knew. I have to say now that I have already been out with Webb on a “secret date”. Actually we had been out at least 4 times. The first time we had dinner and a few drinks, then the next thing I knew I was on his bed completely naked and he was on top of me as I guided his big black cock to my wet pussy. Several minutes later he was completely inside me and the stretching discomfort eased. He started to move in me and I realized I was responding. My legs went wide apart and knees up to my chest, I spread and clamped my legs, thrust up my pelvis, grabbed my ankles, did anything I could think of or was told to do for that cock in me. I lost count of how often I came, but I came to my senses when I felt Webb’s rhythm change to jerky and his cock seemed to swell more. “Don’t come in me”, I cried! I was on my back with my spread legs over his shoulders and he was driving his huge black cock into my upturned pussy and in spite of my begging, I knew it was no use. I was certain that he was going to come inside me regardless of whether I could get pregnant or not. I also realized there was nothing I could do to stop him either, then was stunned when I realized I did not want to. Webb then drove his cock deep into me, his pubic hair mixing with mine and I could feel his sperm blasting, is the only description, way up in me. I suddenly started to come again and against my will, my legs opened wider. Webb grunted and it felt like a pint of semen was inside me. I hurriedly did some calculations and realized it was “reasonably safe”. We lay there, as I waited for him to go soft and drop out, I realized he was still hard and then he started again. I think he fucked me for 20 or 30 minutes before coming in me again. This time he got up and I went to his bathroom to clean up. I truly was amazed at the amount of sperm that ran out of me and what a mess my pussy was. When I came back he asked if I wanted to go out again. The second time we went directly to his apartment and I stripped slowly as he watched my white body become more exposed to his gaze. I enjoyed how I made his cock got bigger and harder and spread myself on his bed ready for him to fuck me hard. He came in me twice this time also, but the third time was different. The third time he surprised me because he had a buddy there and they stripped me naked in spite of my objections that soon faded away. Jamie fucked me first and ejaculated inside me then his friend mounted me and gave me two more loads deep inside of my hairy cunt, as they insisted I call it. After Jamie’s friend had fucked me twice, Jamie mounted me again, fucking me to more orgasms, and then I realized that one more black man had arrived. He was naked as he watched Jamie blow his nuts inside me, I was amazed how black and huge he was. Knowing it was useless to complain, I waited with my pussy drooling as he moved between my spread legs, his black cock had to be a foot long and I doubted I could wrap my hand around it. It took some work, but he was soon fucking me hard, deep and fast. I knew he was about to come when he told me that sperm tests showed he was extra potent, and then he blasted inside me. Jamie asked if I was up to a third date and told me that we would be going to one of his favorite hangouts, actually one he owned. He said that we would have a nice dinner before and he was going to ask me to adjust my clothing so that I displayed my breast and pussy. I would not be wearing any underwear at all. It would be almost a guarantee that his friends would come to look and talk to me. It would also be very likely that they would tell me to either open my clothes more or even remove them completely. If I did that, the chances of my being gang-banged by several black men was excellent. He also told me that he would prefer I be in my fertile time as everyone would come inside me. Back to our “first official date”, I met Webb at a restaurant where we had dinner, drinks and a real good time. The first thing he asked was “Is this our first date, or the third?” I knew exactly what he meant, thought about it a second and answered, “The third, if you want.” The next thing he asked if I was in my fertile time of the month and I acknowledged I was. He nodded and went to the men’s room and I called home to tell my husband I had not been ****d and murdered. I still wondered if he knew I had been out with Webb already. As we left the restaurant, Webb asked if I remembered his comments the last time we met and if I still agreed, as now was the only time to quit, then told me we were going to his bar. Webb told me he wanted me to remove my panties and unbutton my blouse and make sure that my pussy and tits showed. Webb told me he thought there were about 6 men at the bar intending to fuck me in the bar and mentioned their names. Seeing as I had already been fucked 5 or 6 times in one night, I decided I could take being fucked by six or seven men I slid off my panties and unbuttoned my blouse. Then I called Gene again and told him we were going to a place Webb liked. I decided then that I should start to begin to let him know that “there was a possibility that his fantasy could occur, so I told him that he would love how my clothes were arranged. I could sense the excitement in Gene’s voice when I told him that and wonder how he would react when he found that it would be all black men. I finally told him that Webb convinced me to take off my panties and unbutton my clothes, then hung up. When we entered the bar, everyone called out greetings to Webb and he announced my name and twirled me around. Three or four men came over to say hello and talk. One of them asked Webb if this was the one and he told him yes. He turned and walked away, but was back in a few seconds with a “pendant’ which he hung around my neck. I was told it was a microphone for the video system like the one in Webb’s apartment and gestured toward one of the many televisions around the place. It surprised me that I was displayed on all the several TVs as I stood by the entrance talking to them. Webb had told me that I had been on a limited access web site both times when I was in the apartment. Then the man said to me, “Hi, they call me Duke and we have heard a little about you, but didn’t realize how pretty you are. Now, remember your last date with Webb here and the conversation you two had?” I nodded that I did, but that apparently was not enough because Duke told me to repeat it. Everyone watching wants to hear what you expect is going to happen. I said, “Um, he told me we would go to one of his hangouts, I guess.” “What else? All of it!” he demanded. “Well, uh, he said that he would tell everyone who I am and, well, show me off. He said that people would know about me.” After an impatient look from Duke I continued, looking at the floor, “He also said that it was likely that several men would have sex with me tonight.” “Very good, and what was said or done on the way here tonight?” I was really getting nervous and embarrassed now, but replied “Webb told me that he intended to watch me get fucked here and to remove my underwear if I agreed.” After a scowl from Duke, I continued, “ You can see my blouse is unbuttoned a bit I have no bra or panties on. One of the others said, “Well, honey, unbutton the rest of the blouse.” After a glance at Webb to reassure myself that I had some protection, I slowly reached up and undid the buttons one by one. My blouse then fell open and someone told me to do the cuffs also. I stood there with my blouse just covering my nipples wondering what next when someone behind me slid it down my arms and off. Standing in a circle of black men wearing only my skirt and thigh high stockings, I was more than a little nervous. Then Duke told me to unzip the skirt and hand it to him. Now I was naked except for the stockings when Webb took my hand and led me to the bar. Webb and an almost naked me was sitting at the bar sipping a drink, my nipples were hard and swollen and my patch of brown straight pubic hair on display for all the black men to in the bar to see. I was thinking that I was a dummy, a white wife sitting naked in a predominately black bar and literally waiting for someone to fuck me, and being displayed on several TVs through out the bar. Then my chair was suddenly swiveled around; Duke was standing there, looking at my naked body. Then he moved closer, between my knees forcing them apart. I suddenly noticed that he had removed his pants, his long, very black, hard cock was exposed and he was steering it directly toward my exposed vulnerable pussy. Webb pulled me back against him and grabbed my legs behind my knees and lifted them and spread them wide. I remember Webb whispering in my ear that this guy had knocked up 19 white women and I stood a good chance of being pregnant when he left his cum inside me. My pussy was completely exposed and vulnerable now and the Duke moved closer. I said to him, “you really don’t think you can fit that monster in my pussy, do you?” That damn thing looked to be over a foot long and bigger than a soup can Then I felt his cock head rub up and down my amazing wet slit and then his cock head slid into me. He worked his cock in and out getting more and more into me and suddenly I had a huge orgasm. I realized that I had been helping him get into me by thrusting my hips upward and spreading my knees wider than Webb was. Soon I could feel him deep inside of me. About a dozen black men were crowded around watching his black cock slipping in and out of my white pussy. I came again as he started to move inside me and was certain he intended to cum inside me, wondered if I would be number 20 to be impregnated by him. I looked down at our joining, enjoying the view of his shinny black cock disappearing inside of me and his curly kinky black hair merging with my soft long straight pubic hair. He then reached up and fondled my tits. Then it seemed every hand in the place was on my tits. Very soon he was fucking me hard and I was coming often. Then I felt his movement change told him. “Oh God, PLEASE don’t cum in me. I think I am fertile, please don’t!” He looked at me and smiled and pulled back a little, then slammed deep into me. His eyes rolled back and he started to quiver and groan, then I felt huge blasts of his sperm deep inside of me. I came again and could feel my legs spreading wider. Then I felt him start to soften and pulled out of me and stepped away. I sat there suddenly realizing that I was the one holding my legs up and wide apart, wondering (and hoping) if the watching blacks would take it as an invitation. Apparently so, because another black man stepped between my legs and he easily slid into my slick sperm dripping hole and began fucking me hard. The thought ran though my mind, “Good God, I am naked in a black bar being fucked by complete strangers. Gene would love to watch this.” Then I heard Webb telling me that the guy fucking me now had a reputation for planting twins in the bellies of white wives. Two more black men deposited their seed inside me while I sat on that chair. When the fourth man had cum in me, Webb sent me to the bathroom to clean up. On the way back to my seat to get dressed, I noticed that all the TV’s were showing the bar and me walking naked across it. After I was allowed to dress, I called Gene again Webb took the phone and gave him an Internet web address and password. Inside the apartment, Webb told me to go the computer and, “Type in and ask your husband if he is there”. The computer, showing a screen saver of various activities of me naked on his bed, came out of sl**p mode and there I was on camera. Gene was on and responded to my inquiry as did about a dozen more asking my name. I was responding to some of them when I saw someone text my husband and ask if I was his wife and then told him that he was about to see me get black fucked. The last time I was here, Webb had me sit at the computer and told me about his website and I chatted with a few of his “members” as Webb undressed me. He also told me both times we were there, the cameras were on and several people had watched us as we made love, from many angles too. Some fool messaged Gene about them that he was sure he had seen me being fucked there at least once before. Webb gave me a martini then put on some music and we danced before I saw his response. As we did he stripped me and then backed me to the bed. Suddenly I was on my back, legs spread and Webb was between them. I reached down and guided his now raging hard cock to my still sperm slicked pussy lips and he slid inside of me in two strokes. I saw a computer monitor on the ceiling of all places and realized that I was on the Internet again getting fucked and one of the many people watching was my husband. I had yet another orgasm. Webb fucked me gently at first then harder and harder. I loudly implored him not to come in me, for my husband’s sake, but spread wide when I felt him pumping his sperm deeper inside me. As Webb started to get up, I was suddenly aware that we were not alone. Two other black men were in the room, naked with long hard cocks. As Webb got off me I got a glimpse of my open pussy on the ceiling screen and sperm was drooling out of me. I discovered there were several cameras focused on me. Then one of the others mounted me. After both men had fucked and cum in me, Webb did me once more. He sent me into the shower to clean up and when I came out; there was another black man in the group. I lay down on the bed for him to mount me and pump his baby juice into me also. The guys walked me to the door and handed my folded clothes and sent me to walk to my car. I decided that I had already I don’t know how many black cum loads inside me, so went down and got in the car still naked. I called Gene and asked if he wanted a well-fucked completely naked and possibly black bred slut back and he told me to hurry as his nuts ached. He had watched all four blacks fucking me. When I walked in carrying my clothes, Gene put me on the floor and came inside me in a dozen strokes. He told me he loved watching the 4 blacks fucking me and their cum running out of me. In bed, I told him about the others in the bar, and he mounted again. He told me that several guys on the web site had told him that they had watched me being fucked at least on two separate occasions and had suspected I had been playing around. After he came, I told him I was invited back the next day for a dozen blacks to make sure I had a baby planted inside of me. All he wanted to know was if he could come and watch them fuck me.

Vegas part 2 SeXStoRY

The big girl immediately jumps off of me and starts going down on him. To my surprise we both look at the girl he was with and shrug our shoulders and I take her. She flips over and was a beautiful site. Much too pretty to do what she was about to do for the rest of the night. After I worked my way in she started to loosen up and really get into it. She was screaming I've never been this wet in my life. Over and over until she grabbed my hand and made me feel her wetness. Normally that extreme moisture would have sickened another man. I just started to slide my fingers into her arsr. 1 then 2 then 3, she kept going crazy and yelled if you don't take that dick and put it in my arse I'm probably not gonna cum again. As I started laughing the big girl said you better fuck her arse then. Whom am I to disappoint? As I tried to enter it was putting tremendous pressure on my dick because she was way too tight. She then got on all fours presses her chest onto the bed and stuck her ass straight up into the air. This new angle was perfect. I was pounding her and her pussy continued to run and run, the big girl said I've never seen dso much cum. My balls felt like they where in a hot jacuzzi as they smacked up against get sopping pussy. The big girl was some kind of cum guzzler because she got underneath us and started sucking my balls. St some point she got a gulp of her friends cum and started working on her pussy. To be continued

The Beginning: My Grandmother and I SeXStoRY

My grandmother is attractive for her age. She has kept very fit and has a pretty nice body. Her hair has that blondish white tint and she tries to look young, all while avoiding acting young. It always confused me. I would drop by my grandmothers once in a while and let myself in. She always liked seeing me and I enjoyed seeing her. Especially those 60 year old boobs in those cleavage baring dresses. But she was very straight forward, very strict. So sure, I always thought in the back of my mind what it would be like, but knew it was a disgusting thought and knew it would never happen. My grandmother was dating this guy named Roger who was a nice enough guy but I noticed there were times I'd see them together and she would have a look of boredom on her face. Apparently he wasn't doing it for her not only socially but sexually. At least thats what I heard my mom and my aunt gigling about. This of course made my thoughts about my grandmother even worse. I have always been seriously turned on by older women. I come to granny forums often and always end up jerking off more than once to the pictures I see. I've never read any of the stories. Always had more interest in the pictures. But something happened recently and I feel I need to tell someone. Obviously I can't tell friends or definitly not f****y. So I thought maybe here I'd find people who might understand. On a piticular day I had ditched work just because I didn't feel like going and decided to visit my grandmother. But not before I had made myself horny thanks to a visit to some Granny sex forums. I squeezed a quick one off and got the urge to see my grandmother. I didn"t think anything would happen, I was just so horny I wanted to be around a real mature lady. So when I got to her house I let myself in as usual but the house was pretty empty. Or so I thought. As I moved towards her bedroom I heard some noises and went to investigate. Her bedroom door was cracked enough where I could see in. I peeked in to see if she was ok and was shocked to see my grandmother lying on the bed with Roger on top of her thrusting away. A lump formed in my throat and I went to turn away. But I suddenly found I couldn't. I felt my palms get sweaty and a hole open in my stomach. My crotch started to tingle and for some reason I froze, watching this old guy humping my grandmother like there was no tomorrow. His head was burried in the pillow on her right side as he thrust away. It was very sloppy as my grandmother just seemed to ly there. And yes, on her face I could see that bored look. But I also could see her nice big tit moving as he thrust like an a****l. Still I could not take my eyes away. He was groaning like he was having a heart attack but she was just lying there staring at the ceiling. Something about it was really getting to me and I reached down and squeezed at my cock, which had grown incredibly hard. I looked down at it for a second then looked back up. When I did I was mortified to see my grandmother looking right at me. My eyes widdened and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead. I didn"t know what to do. But my grandmother didn't say a word. She just lay there staring at me. And I was still frozen, staring at her getting humped while she stared at me. Suddenly Roger began to shake and yelp and I knew he was cumming. I watched until he was still then found the strength to move again. Quickly I darted into the kitchen not knowing what to do. I was caught. Busted. Why bother running. I stood in the kitchen hard as a rock and waited. With in a few minutes Roger stepped from the bedroom and left the home. A booty call? Even matures have booty calls? A second later my grandmother came into the kitchen in her robe. She was pissed I could tell and she immediatly began yelling at me. I"ll spare you most of the drama but basically she called me a pervert and kept threatening to tell my mother. But as I stood there looking at her, still incredibly horny, I noticed something. The way she moved, the way she was yelling. She seemed more than angry. She seemed frustrated. Sexually frustrated. She didn't cum! It wasn"t even good for her. Suddenly I got even more horny if you can believe it. She noticed my buldge and began calling me a pervert again. My response... I suddenly reached into her robe and grabbed one of her nice tits. She slapped my hand and yelled asking me what I thought I was doing. I approached her and slid both my hands into her robe pulling her against me. I pushed my hardness against her, she felt it. And she kept pushing me away yelling at me to stop. It's disgusting she would say. Then at one point I grabbed her again and pulled her against me. My buldge against her wet pussy. My hand went into her robe and between her thighs. Roughly I slid my finger into her Roger spermed pussy. And I swear, she moaned. Not an obvious moan but a trying to hide it but definitly a moan moan. I lost it right then. I grabbed her wrist and turned her around. Twisting her arm behind her I pushed her down, bending her over the table. I was beyond control now. I couldn"t stop myself. I held her down and pulled aside her robe. When her sexy white ass was in full few of me I think I leaked some pre. I quickly unzipped and pulled myself out, which wasn"t easy to do while holding her down. She yelled at me to stop, don't do this. But all I wanted was to fuck my grandmother. Fuck her now. I pulled her cheeks apart and pushed myself into her wet pussy. It felt tight for a 60 year old and very warm. I pushed it all the way in and stayed still, just letting myself feel her, and letting her feel me. I probably could have gotten off right there with no thrusting but her voice woke me from my unconscious lust. She groaned stop, take it out its disgusting and then got really quiet. My free hand began to rub her ass and I began to thrust. Very slow at first then picking up some speed. She moaned no no then was quiet. THen suddenly she starting grunting a "Oh, oh...". I loved the feel, the look of her ass, and her sounds. I started to thrust harder. In less than a couple of seconds I was thrusting hard. I was lost, couldn"t think streight. All I knew was I was fucking my grandmother and I didn"t want to stop. I let her arm go and grabbed her hips as I thrusted. I was no longer holding her down and I was shocked when she didn"t fight to get away. She just lay there with her eyes closed, trying to hold back her grunting. I was really doing her now, and I felt my balls tightening, when suddenly she said something that nearly pushed me over the edge. She actually moaned the words, "You"re gonna make me cum Johnny." My cock shot some heavy pre and I bent down and began licking her back. I slowed my thrusting and struggled to hold back. Suddenly I felt my grandmothers pussy muscles tighten and then let go and she let out a a long groan. She began shaking all over and if I didn"t know any better I would have thought she was having a seizure. But she wasn't. She was cumming. My grandmother was cumming on my cock. I waited a moment until her shaking slowed down. I couldn"t hold myself back much longer. I knew it. I moaned loud and pulled my cock out of her and rolled her onto her back. Her robe fell open and those gorgeous C cups were exposed to me, as was her pussy. I was shocked to see my grandmother had shaved all her pubic hair except a smal runway. Apparently she wasn"t all buisness as I thought. I couldn"t hold it anymore, just looking at her I felt my balls tighten. My cock was about to cum. Quickly I slid back into her and thrust not more than four times, while putting one of those beautiful breasts into my mouth, before my cock exploaded deep inside here. My grandmother covered her face in embaressment but I watched her left leg lift and bend, wrapping around my waste. Then she started shaking again. Was she cumming again? I wasn"t sure all I knew was I started yelping like a poodle as I exploaded over and over inside my own grandmother. When my balls had emptied her leg fell back down and I collapsed fully on her. Lying with her breasts in my face gasping for air. Neither of us said anything for litterally a few minutes. We just lay there, my cock deflating inside her. Finally I slowly pulled out of her and backed away. Her pussy, kind of farted and some of my cum leaked out. It was pretty hot looking and I felt a stiring again but quickly zipped up. Reality struck me then. Did I just **** my grandmother? Was she going to call the police? What would people say? My Aunt, my mom, my father? My friends? MY girlfriend. Yes, I hadn't thought about her at all. My grandmother sat up then and covered herself by tying her robe closed. She sat there breathing hard for a moment not looking at me. I started to feel really bad and opened my mouth to apologize when she suddenly told me, "No one can no about this. This is between us." I looked at her confused and just nodded. My grandmother then attempted to walk but her shaking knees almost collapsed on her. I grabbed her and helped her to sit down. As I did she told me, "It doesn"t matter what happened or what our bodies did. It was wrong and disgusting and it can not happen again." Again I nodded. My grandmother then finally looked at me and we stared at one another. Then she surprised me once again by suddenly kissing me full on the mouth. At first it was just a lips to lips for a few seconds kiss. Then suddenly she opened her mouth and began kissing me very pationitly. I began kissing her back feeling a growing in my crotch again. But before anything happened she suddenly pushed me away looking embaressed again. She then told me that I had better go. Again I said nothing but nodded. I then turned and walked out the door. I was tore up inside. What I had done, what had happened between us was wrong and to many very disgusting, not to mention i*****l. But I kept replaying it over and over in my head and kept enjoying what I saw. I went home and for the next two days kept waiting for the police to show up or my parents to show up at my place and kick my ass. But nothing. My girlfriend showed up one night and I fucked her really good. But in my mind it wasn"t her I was fucking. So it"s been in my head what happened for a few days. And I thought I would write it down here. Hopefully I won"t be judged too harshly. One of the reasons I wanted to write it down as well, is because... well... my grandmother called today. She wanted to know if I wanted to stop by for a visit. She didn"t sound angry, or sad, or like anything had even happened. I said I would. So I"m going to see my grandmother tonight. I don"t know what will happen, but wish me luck. No matter what the situation.

A Weekend with Jarvis SeXStoRY

Jarvis, one of my class mates in college, stopped by our dorm room looking for Daryl. Daryl and Jarvis was long time fuck buddies till Daryl discovered that he could have sex with me and not have the drama that went along with it. However I did find out that Jarvis enjoyed having sex with a willing piece of boi pussy also. Jarvis has a nice size cock, close to eight inches long and as thick as a polish sausage, and Jarvis do enjoy making his sex partner moan from pleasure not pain. Once Jarvis found out that Daryl was not in he came straight into the room. 'No time to waste', Jarvis begin. 'I've got a motel room for the weekend, I wanted Daryl to come and spend the week end there with me. I bet he went to see that dick sucker Sheryl.' I closed the door and sat down on the bed, Jarvis paced back and forth between the bed and the desk till he finally looked at me and said 'Why don't you pack a bag and come with me.' I looked at him and shook my head 'Jarvis, I don't think you would enjoy having sex with me if you wanted Daryl.' Jarvis smiled and said 'no you're right, but I got to thinking. Fucking you is better than being fucked by a two timing bitch lover. Grab some clothes and I'll meet you at the car. Hurry up.' With those words Jarvis went out the door and I could hear him whistling as he went back down the hall. WE ended up at a nice motel in the next county near some restaurants and a shopping mall. The room was on the ground floor near the end of the hall, we could exit out the side door without having to pass the front desk. Once inside the room Jarvis suggested 'let us get a shower together, a quick fuck than go get something to eat.' Once we got the shower going, Jarvis called out 'alright David come wash my back.' I stripped and went into the bath, Jarvis was already in the shower. I eased in behind him, he reached over his shoulder and passed me his wash cloth. As I lathered up the cloth and begin to wash his back Jarvis let out a low moan and started to turn in my direction lifting his arms above his head. 'While you are at it wash my chest also.' I continued to wash his chest and his stomach, Jarvis had an erection and his cock was standing straight out from his body. I reached down with the cloth and started to stroke his cock with the soapy cloth. Jarvis lowered his arms to my shoulders and gently but firmly pushed down, indicating he wanted me to kneel. I said softly 'first we've got to clean the little bastard up, than we can have some fun.' Jarvis laughed and turned back into the stream of water, as soon as he had rinsed him self he turned his attention back to me. Maneuvering me in to the stream of water and taking control of the wash cloth. Reaching around me from the back, Jarvis, washed my chest, stomach and my butt cheeks. He took special care as he washed my butt crack applying slight pressure to my bung hole. Turning me around in the stream of water, he made sure that the soap was rinsed from our bodies. With me facing the back of the shower, Jarvis embraced me from the rear, his rock hard cock resting between my butt cheeks. Jarvis tweaked my nipples between his fingers and thumbs and whispered 'if you aren't careful I'll fuck you right here in the shower.' Once out of the shower we retired to the bed, Jarvis became very amorous, stroking my arms and kiss/sucking my nipples. I was trembling with expectation as to what he would do next when without warning Jarvis begin to lick down my chest to my stomach and tongue my navel. Swiftly Jarvis moved from my navel to my flaccid cock and sucked it into his mouth. Just as I started to moan, Jarvis released my cock and slid his hands under my buttocks. Turning me to my stomach Jarvis parted my buttocks and begin to lick my anal opening madly. Jarvis poked his tongue deep into my anal orifice and wiggled it around causing me to shriek with joy. After applying an sufficient amount of his saliva to my anus, Jarvis worked his way up my back. Kiss/sucking my back along the way till he had reached my neck where he moved around to sucking gently on my ears. With his stiff cock sliding up through my butt crack and his saliva, I trembled in anticipation as his rigid cock crossed my bung hole. On the second trip of his rigid cock, his magnificent cock head engaged my anus and entered slight effort. Gripping the sheets in my hands, I braced for the penetration of his hefty length of man hood. Jarvis grind into me gently easing more and more of his rubbery rigid cock till he had sunk the entire length into my butt hole. With each movement of his body I was moaning and groaning in lustful agony. Jarvis expertly took his time sexing my butt, slowly and tenderly till I was a quivering, trembling accepting object of his sexual prowess. Trapped beneath the manipulations of Jarvis body I found that I was surrendering to Jarvis mastery genius of sexual intercourse. I had gripped his fingers in mine and was throwing my hips back up to meet his thrust, in my lust filled mind I cried out in passion 'FUCK ME JARVIS, FUCK ME...' With passionate abandonment, Jarvis skillfully sexed me till he flooded my anal cavity with copious amounts of his baby making juices. Once Jarvis had emptied his load into my rectum he laid on my back, his cock throbbing and squirting his substance into my prone body. After a brief nap, I awoke to find Jarvis gently snoring with his cock standing straight up. I slowly crawled up on top of him and guided his stiff cock into my accepting butt hole and started to ride up and down on his man meat till Jarvis reached up and twisted my nipples gently as he thrust up to meet my bung as it slid up and down his stiff piece of man meat. It took nearly twenty minutes for Jarvis to shoot another load of man spunk into my butt hole again. I eased my left leg under Jarvis and gently pulled him over on top of me. I wrapped my legs around Jarvis and took hold of my ankles and whispered to him 'damn it, fuck me good.'

My First White Chick 4 SeXStoRY

Continue Damn she was sucking and stroking my dick so good trying to take every inch her mouth. After she had her fill with my dick she said Im ready for you to put it inside me. So I go to lay her fine ass down to give her what she asked for. As I begin to insert it inside her I could feel that she so wet I mean wet the wettest pussy I've been in. The deeper that I thrusted the tighter she held on to me "she whispered not so deep go slow". But she couldn't take it all either so I had to slower and only put the head in. Once I did she began to get louder it seems but then I could see she was creaming on my dick. Then she said I want it all now so I gave it all to her. Man she was taking it at first but it became to much for her so we to stop bc I stretched it out a lil much. So we began to get dress and she said cant wait til next time bc thats mine now. We laughed but she was serious so we made it official and began dating but it didn't last long bc her f****y didn't agree with us being together. But it's all good we still remained friends no hard feelings though I understood why. She was one of the wettest that I've been with it was great even though it my of been short but a wonderful experience she was my first but not my last.;-)

Oil be damned SeXStoRY

After the longest week I could remember, I came home to drown my sorrows with a long, hot shower. I stripped down and stepped in, feeling my cares begin to melt away under the hot droplets cascading down my body. As I slowly soaped out the aches and pains from my tired muscles I suddenly decided to see if I could get in a session with my massage therapist. This would just be what the therapist ordered, so to speak, after such a long week. I tried to call but there was no response. Damn. A sure sign they are either overbooked or busy. With the idea already set in my mind I quickly toweled off, threw on some jeans and a t-shirt and took a short drive to the therapist's studio. My fears were confirmed as Julie, the usually bright and sparky secretary, gave me a pained look and told me that all therapists were fully booked for the rest of the evening and most of the next day. By then my legs and back were paining mercilessly and in urgent need of attention. "Nothing to do but take an early night," I sighed. "Thanks, I'll see you." I began to move towards the door before she stopped me in my tracks. "Hang on, if you really need to be seen tonight, I can recommend a place that offers... similar specialist treatments." When I asked her what she meant exactly, she cocked her head coyly to one side. "Go find out, tell them I sent you" she whispered, handing me a card. "But don't forget to come back of course!" She collected her appointment book from her desk and with a flick of her auburn locks strode away down the corridor, leaving me to stare at the card. 'Touch Therapist', an address and phone number was all that was printed in a silver typeface on the otherwise blank card. Decisions, decisions. I could feel the muscles in my lower back starting to cramp as I stepped outside into the car park. Decision made. I hopped into the car and pulled away. I pulled up outside the address a short while later and stepped out onto the street. The building was plain and ordinary with blacked out windows. A discreet sign hung above the door, stating simply 'Therapist', and a small plaque on the door read 'Ring Bell to Enter'. I remember thinking I must be insane, turning up without an appointment and not really knowing who I might be letting myself in for. I rang the bell and stood restlessly, a little nervous perhaps. A speaker on the door frame crackled to life. "Yes, ... can I help you?" came the confident and professional voice of a young woman. I explained I was referred from my usual studio and that Julie had sent me. Her tone softened as she invited me to come right in. The door buzzed and I stepped inside. The room was dark, with only a small lamp on beside a waiting bench and several tea lights illuminating the counter and cash register. I glanced down the corridor that lead off into complete darkness from beside the counter as enticing smelling oils filled the warm air, adding to the calm and comforting atmosphere. I went to take a seat but straightened up immediately at the sound of a door opening. Light spilled from the opening down the hall. The slender but shapely silhouette of a woman strode purposefully towards me, dark wavy hair cascading over her shoulders, partially covering her face. Slim tanned fingers fastened a couple of missed buttons on her short blouse as the almost see-through wrap around her waist rusted lightly over her shapely hips. "Hi. I don't think I've seen you here before. I'm Mel." She offered her hand which I gladly took. I could feel a tingle shoot up my spine as she held my grip and tossed her hair to the side, revealing her gorgeous olive features in the glare of the tea lights. "You're here for a one hour touch session, yes?" she asked with a coy smile, which left far too much to the imagination. "Uh, yeah," I uttered, feeling slightly off guard. "Some deep tissue work is what I need actually." "Of course," she said, breaking our gaze and moving behind the counter. "Please sign the book. You can pay when the session is complete." She curiously fumbled with the book momentarily, and then without hesitation turned and retreated back down the hall. "Just take a seat for a moment or two, I'll be right out," she said over her shoulder. I stood motionless for a second watching her firm Hispanic butt disappear back into the room. Weird set up, but who was I to argue? I sat down, picked up a magazine from the side table and began to casually thumb through it, occasionally glancing up to look for any sign of my hostess. I noticed the magazine was mostly full of adverts for lingerie, dancing and massage oriented adult businesses in the area. As I continued to look through I noticed a seductive photo of a striking blonde middle-aged woman, with the words 'Touch Therapist' in a familiar silver typeface printed above. She stood leaning forward, cupping her ample breasts and pouting at the camera. The caption underneath read, "I am here to make your wildest dreams cum true". I immediately noticed the word "cum" was emboldened. The penny finally dropped. Julie really did mean "specialist treatments". After a short while Mel stepped out from the doorway and beckoned me. I tried to keep my eyes level as she ushered me in but couldn't help noticing the fullness of her breasts straining through her blouse. She definitely wasn't the woman in the photo but was equally as inviting. The room was dimly lit by candles surrounding the massage table in the center. The thick, warm aroma of oils filled my senses as tranquil music played in the background. I felt my heart rate quicken slightly – this wasn't the clinical set my usual therapist used. Never had it been so alluring. "You can pop your clothes on the chair in the corner. Just make yourself comfortable on the table. There is a towel to cover yourself if you want one. I'll be back in one minute." The anticipation was beginning to build. An hour previously I'd been in the shower longing to be touched and now the reality that I might be about to get more than I bargained for was hitting me in all the right spots. Mel closed the door and moved away, her soft footsteps padding on the tiled floor. I quickly undressed and stretched a little, feeling the tense knotting in my shoulders and lower back. I was also beginning to feel a different kind of tension lower down. Control was never usually a problem, but as this situation seemed anything but usual to me I lay myself front side down on the table and dr**ed one of Mel's warm towels over my buttocks. I could feel a pulsing sensation running around my groin and through the length of my shaft as I imagined her touch. I could faintly hear her talking on a telephone in mumbled tones and when I heard her say good-bye and hang up I breathed in deeply and let my body relax completely, despite my growing arousal. Mel let herself back into the room. "All comfortable, warm enough?" she asked as she picked up a bottle of oil and began pumping some into her hands. "Yes, fine thanks," I uttered. "Couldn't be better." She chuckled and rubber her hands together, warming the oil. "Place your head into the face rest and relax. Leave the rest to me," she murmured, as she walked over to me and began massaging my neck and shoulders. She worked her hands firmly across the tops of my shoulders and down the length of my spine, relieving my tight muscles almost instantly. I groaned slightly as she worked the knots around my neck before moving further down my back, stopping just short of the top of my ass. Her touch was mesmerizing, so much so I could feel my body melting into the table as she began working her fingertips deftly up and down my sides. I could sense her hips pushing against the edge of the table, almost touching me as she continued working her hands. She began moving her palms slowly across the cheeks of my ass, kneading them in a very sensual way. "Hmm, you're definitely firm in all the right places. Work out much?" "When I get time," I replied, battling to concentrate as she channeled her sensual energy into my body. "It makes my job a lot easier when the form is firm and the muscles stand out on their own," she continued. "It's hard...you know, rubbing oils into naked flesh without feeling, well... a little turned on." "I think I know what you mean," I stammered, feeling my balls jump and my cock begin to harden. Mel began to gently but deliberately slide my legs apart and I could feel the cool air on my balls as the towel slid off me. She continued working her way across my cheeks and down my legs before firmly moving her hands up my inner thighs. By now I could feel my shaft hardening underneath me and straining against my stomach. Mel's touch was turning me on and I knew, to my embarrassment, it was just a matter of time until she uncovered my throbbing erection. I felt her drizzle more oil across my ass before working her way into the crevice between my cheeks, pausing slightly as she massaged round my hole. She took three fingers together and rubbed the opening for just a second, making my hips jump involuntarily. "Everything alright?" she cooed, moving her fingers down further and gently massaging my balls. "Uh huh," was all I could manage as I tried to cover my surprise. I could feel my hard length pushing against my stomach more intently as her hands slide once again down between my cheeks, only this time with one finger she stopped and pressed firmly on the opening before sliding down. She spent no more than a minute or two massaging my legs before moving back up to gently squeeze and tease my balls, then lifting her oily hands completely from my body. Thinking she was done I lifted my head off the table and asked if she wanted me to turn over. "Not yet, I'll let you know when," she said, pushing my head back down and immediately returning to my cheeks. Her hands felt just a little more persistent this time. She reached again for the oil and slurped her hands between my legs using even more f***e this time. I was really starting to get into it. Mel moaned a little as she continued rubbing before taking one of her fingers and resting it right on my asshole. "Can I continue?" she whispered. "Yeah, just be easy ..." She put a bit more oil on her finger and slowly started to slip it in my ass. It felt tight and painful as she gradually pushed in deeper. "Just try to relax, I can tell you're new to this. Don't forget to breath." With that I could already feel myself start to loosen up and it began to feel better. She slowly slid her finger in and out and then with her other hand encouraged me to raise my hips slightly before reaching underneath and wrapping her slender fingers around my now extremely hard cock. I let out a deep sigh as she began stroking slowly up and down feeling the smooth hardness of my shaft. With one final thrust of her fingers she withdrew. "Now it's time to turn over," she said, which I did eagerly. Of course my cock was fully erect, standing straight up in the air when I lay down on my back and pulsing with each beat of my heart. To my surprise and delight I saw that she had already stripped completely while massaging my body. My mouth gaped as I took in the sight of her large, fulsome breasts. Ample, yet pert, they practically stood straight out from her body. At first I thought she had implants - surely nature has never been to kind. "Completely natural," she smiled as if reading my mind. "I grew them myself." She leaned forward again between my legs and lightly gripped my cock before enveloping the head with her lips. She seductively climbed up onto the table, crouching between my knees before sliding her tongue from my balls to the tip and back down again. My God, I thought, this girl knows exactly what she's doing! She slipped the head back into her mouth, letting it slide all the way in to the hilt. I gasped loudly in ecstasy, marveling at how hot her mouth felt around my cock and how deep she was taking me so soon. She pulled back up releasing my pulsing member from her lips and slid her oiled body up across mine, dragging her breasts across my face until she was straddling my chest and began massaging my neck and face. Mel's skin smelt so sweet and looked so tempting that I couldn't resist trailing my fingers up the back of her thighs as she worked her magic. Her skin was cool to the touch and even softer than I imagined. I glanced up and saw her coy smile had returned as she held my gaze. "That feels good," she cooed, before closing her eyes and tossing her hair back. She began moving her body up further until her firm, toned stomach grazed across my lips. I slipped the tip of my tongue across the surface dragging it as far up as she would let me without moving. She slid her hips further down my body, allowing my tongue to trail up her stomach and between her breasts. Feeling her body begin to react, her breath quicken, I wrapped my arms around her pulling her body closer into mine until her firm large breasts almost smothered me. I flicked the tip of my tongue across her left nipple, catching it between my lips and swirling it around, sucking lightly. All the while I could feel her hands running down and massaging my stomach. I continued to tease and gently bite Mel's nipple while reaching up to caress and massage her right breast. She began to moan softly and reached down even further, running her hands along both sides of my cock and balls continuously. Locking her fingers together she began to pump my cock firmly, making me ache and forcing my pre-cum to start pouring down the shaft. Cupping both breasts I swirled my tongue around each nipple in turn and caressed and teased the undersides of her gorgeous tits, squeezing them together and massaging deeply. With my eyes closed I could feel my heart thumping harder and harder in my chest. Sensing my increasing excitement Mel began to slow down. "You have a gorgeous prick," she uttered. "But you need to do something for me before we go any further..." With that she pushed me down flat, spread her slim, toned legs and hoisted her hips over my head. "Oh my god", I heard myself saying as I took in the sight of her beautifully waxed pussy just inches from my face. She'd left a cute landing strip extending from just above her clit, short pubes glistening with oil. She smelt so sweet and sexy leaving me no choice but to quickly flick my tongue over the hood of her clit. She gasped as I folded my lips, taking her clit into my mouth and sucking lightly, all the while exploring with the tip of my tongue. So hot and musky. Releasing her clit, I slowly snaked my tongue up and down over her lips, tasting her juices already trickling into my mouth. I reached up and began massaging her clit with my thumb in a smooth circular motion as I slid my tongue back between her lips and into her pussy. "Oh yeah, work me baby," Mel murmured and began moving up and down in rhythm as my tongue sank deeper. It didn't take long before she was practically humping my face, gyrating and thrusting her hips against my mouth, making me increasingly breathless. Her taste, smell, passion and energy was driving me crazy. My cock throbbed like never before and was in desperate need of her attention. I needed to be inside her and I knew she needed it too. "Take me..I want you..in me," she groaned. She couldn't have said it sooner. I gripped her hips firmly and pushed her back down my body, the oils providing the perfect assistance, until her pussy glided straight onto my cock. We moaned deeply together, loving the feel of me inside her, before Mel immediately took control. She began bouncing up and down in a short sharp rhythm, keeping my cock shallow but deep enough for her to grip me with each thrust of her hips. I reached up and began squeezing her breasts again and rubbing her rock hard nipples between my fingers, making her gasp once more. I tried to thrust upwards but she squeezed her thighs together, keeping the rhythm just the way she wanted. "You're so hot and tight," I panted as her juices started running down my balls. With that she rose up, threw her head back and sank down completely, my shaft filling her to the hilt. Squeezing her firm oily thighs I began slamming up into her in long deep strokes as she mimicked the motion, griping my cock and grinding back down onto me. She suddenly leaned forward, cradling my head in her hands and planted her lips on mine, slipping her tongue into my mouth and kissing me deeply. I reached back to squeeze and massage her ass as we began thrusting harder and faster together. She broke the kiss, whispering "Don't stop, don't stop...I'm so close, I'm so close." I could feel her walls tighten and knew she was just moments away from orgasm. I wrapped my arms around her back, pulling her into me and began thrusting up into her as hard and deep as I could. "Mmmm yeah, oh yeah," she moaned into my ear, until suddenly she started whimpering, "I'm cumming... oh God I'm cumming..." Her pussy gripped my shaft hard, sending a wave of pleasure through the length of my body, tipping me over the edge. She moaned loudly as her body began to shudder, her tight slit beginning to ripple up and down my pulsating member. I couldn't hold back any longer. Holding her tightly I thrust into her as far as I could go, shooting hot jets of my creamy cum deep inside her. I let out a long moan as my orgasm flooded across me, the spasms from Mel's pussy milking me of my load. Hot, panting and still holding each other tightly, we took a few moments to recover from our almost frenzied session. Mel eventually pulled herself up and let my cock slip out of her. "My legs are shaking!" she exclaimed, trying to steady herself on the table before hopping off and wrapping herself in a towel. I let my head rest back on the table and closed my eyes in bliss as my breathing began to calm. "I'll leave you to get tidied up and get yourself together" she said, picking up her s**ttered garments and heading for the door. "Oh, and don't worry about payment. The real masseuse finished early tonight. I'm just here to lock up," she giggled, closing the door behind her.

My 4 inch dick story... SeXStoRY

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Tuesday, November 29, 2011

THE FLOWER FARM SeXStoRY

THE FLOWER FARM Maggie had had enough of paying so much more for her flowers from the shop in town. Someone had mentioned a farm about 10 miles out and where the town shop bought its flowers. It wasn’t that she was stingy or anything, it’s just that she didn’t like getting ripped off. Besides it would be a good opportunity to bring her son Lawrence along. He was studying botany at college and was crazy about plants and flowers. He didn’t meet many people, the shy type Lawrence was. At least he didn’t mingle much when he was home from college. Maggie didn’t know anything about his life in the big city. Lawrence was very discreet. His father was in the Armed f***es and away on deployment but that was all right. They were never close anyway. Her boy was in the garden as usual and he was very keen on the trip, as she had predicted. Lawrence had kept his working trousers but changed his shirt. He was quite a handsome fellow, tall and thin. At 20, he was shaving of course but his facial hair was very patchy. He was blonde like his father and his short curly hair gave his round face an angelic look. He was a sweet boy. They didn’t say much in the car during the 20 minutes trip. Lawrence kept looking at the trees. They pulled into an old farm which they had found thanks to directions given by Maggie’s friend. There were no commercial signs to advertise what they sold so you had to know. An older farmhouse was near the road. The barn and another more modern building were a few hundred feet behind. The area was mainly covered in fields and neighbours were few and far away. Maggie and Lawrence walked up the stairs of the porch and rang the doorbell. Maggie rang again after a few minutes. Lawrence had walked back down the stairs and peeked around the house. “Here mom”, he called. Maggie came down the stairs and met a woman her age with a dirty apron covering a long cotton dress. “Coming for flowers?”, asked the rather short busty brunette. “Yes we were told you sold some”, answered Maggie. “We do…don’t want hoards of people…but if you find us, we’ll sell you some”, said the lady somewhat curtly. She announced that her name was Rita and that her son, who was outside the barn, was Roger. She shouted something to him and he waved to them. Even at a distance, Roger looked like a real farm boy with thick legs and bulging arms which his t-shirt emphasized. When Maggie began to tell Rita that Lawrence was studying botany, he walked away slowly as he was quite embarrassed. “Let him talk to Roger, he also likes flowers”, Rita said smiling Lawrence disappeared into the barn while Rita and Maggie went into the new building which housed the flowers for sale. They moved from one row to another chatting about colours, exposure to the sun and prices. Maggie was on the verge of making her final choice and would have wanted Lawrence’s opinion. “Where is this boy ?”, she said, exasperated. “Oh…he and Roger are probably talking about seeds and fetilizer”, Rita answered somewhat nervously. “Can I go look for him ?”, Maggie asked “Oh..yes…of course, but I’ll go with you”, answered Rita quickly. The farm lady led the way, walking briskly, and shouting Roger’s name. “I guess they’re not here”, said Rita rather relieved “They must be inside”, insisted Maggie, who walked into the barn without waiting for an answer. Maggie was not prepared for what she saw in the barn. She froze in her tracks. In the dimly lit corner of the barn, her Lawrence was kneeling in front of the older farm boy and had his cock in his mouth. Roger was leaning against the wooden wall with his eyes closed. The boys seemed oblivious to the outside world. “Oh..Roger”, said Rita in desperation. Maggie was speechless and Rita took her by the arm and pulled her out of sight behind a small tractor. The tractor hid the women from the boys, but the mothers could clearly see the two boys. “My son is sucking …your son’s… cock”, stammered Maggie. Roger still had his trousers on and he had slipped his cock out of his fly. Lawrence was fully dressed. Maggie’s son was licking Roger’s knob while he held the long rod with his right hand which moved up and down slowly. “Roger likes boys ?”, asked Maggie in a throaty voice “Yes…and your son seems to like them also”, answered Rita somewhat miffed “We …we..should stop them…”, exclaimed a shocked Maggie “Relax…they won’t hurt each other…let them do it”, answered Rita calmly Roger pulled Lawrence up and the two boys kissed. Lawrence dropped his trousers around his ankles and pulled down his underpants. His hard cock flapped against his stomach. “Ohhhhhhhh….”, Maggie let out. “Shhhhhh…”, said Rita putting a finger against her lips. Roger also dropped his trousers, his cock disappearing for a minute, and his underpants. Roger was kneeling in front of Lawrence now and sucked his cock with some vigour. The boys found it difficult to keep their balance with their trousers wrapped around their ankles. They sat on the floor to take off their shoes and their clothing. Roger took off his shirt first and Lawrence imitated him. Roger’s hairy chest contrasted with Lawrence’s smooth skin. Both boys were completely naked now and clasped each other in a loving bear hug, grabbing each other’s hard cock and tongue kissing. “Oh my god…”, moaned Maggie “What are they.?…Are they…?…” stammered Maggie looking at Rita. “Let them do it….they know what they’re doing”, answered the farm lady with some excitement in her voice. The two boys were whispering something in each other’s ear. Lawrence nodded. Rita smiled. Lawrence lay on his back and Roger got on top of him in the 69 position. The two boys immediately rolled sideways and grabbed each other by the buttocks. The women could see their son’s head moving up and down between the other boy’s thighs. “They’re doing it”, said Maggie “Yes…beautiful isn’t it ?”, answered Rita “Oh..well…I guess”, said Maggie surprised at her answer The two lovers were getting excited, very excited, and Roger spun around, pulling his cock out of Lawrence’s mouth and without letting go of his lover’s cock for more than a second, flipped Lawrence on his stomach. The two boys were involved in a brief love struggle. Finally Lawrence got on all fours and Roger buried his face between his lover’s buttocks. “Oh I can’t look at this”, cried Maggie covering her face with her hands. “Roger likes that”, said Rita admiringly watching her son lick the other boy’s asshole. “Will he ?….will he do this ..thing ?, asked Maggie nearly sobbing “Don’t worry…Roger is gentle…Is Lawrence a virgin ?”, asked Rita “Oh god…how should I know”, cried Maggie “I don’t think he is”, said Rita knowingly “Tell me when it’s over”, said Maggie covering her face again with her hands Rita pulled Maggie’s hands down and held her so she was facing the action. “Look…look..our boys are going to mate”, she cried Roger was mounting Lawrence, or just about to, as he held his cock in his hand and moved it up and down against Lawrence’s asscrack. He gently pushed his hard rod against Lawrence’s hole. The women heard a short cry and Rita held a trembling Maggie by the shoulders. Roger slowly pushed his cock all the way into Lawrence. The two boys moved a bit to get comfortable and Roger bent forward so that his body covered Lawrence’s back. Roger kissed his lover’s neck and Lawrence turned his head so the two could kiss. Roger increased his rhythm and Lawrence, the shy botanist, met him stroke for stroke, pushing his ass against Roger’s cock. Rita held Maggie close, put her hand on the side of her face and planted a kiss on her cheek. “My son is fucking your son”, Rita said in a warm voice Maggie’s mouth was wide open as she watched the two boys fucking. Rita put her hand down to her crotch and was silently rubbing her cunt through her cotton dress. Suddenly a large smile appeared on Maggie’s face. She turned to Rita and gave her a wet kiss on the cheek. “ You’re right…it’s beautiful…watch them fuck…oh god yessss….Fuck him…fuck him”, Maggie screamed. “Shhhhhhhhh….”, warned Rita, “We don’t want them to know we’re here”. “I want to watch Lawrence spurt his seed”, whispered Maggie into her friend’s ear The women bent down so they could see between the boys’s legs. They had a good view of Lawrence’s hard cock and his hanging balls. “Cum baby….cum…”, cried Maggie The boys were going at it full tilt and, after increasing his strokes, Roger slowed down and pushed hard a few times into Lawrence’s ass. Roger had left his load where no one could see it. The mothers could see Roger reaching down and touching his lover’s cock. Lawrence spurted all over his hand. Maggie jumped with excitement and put her arms around Rita’s neck. Rita wanted to kiss her back on the cheek but Maggie aimed for her mouth. The two women gave each other an open mouth kiss. Roger and Lawrence spent some time in each other’s arms before they got up and put their clothes back on. “Oh god…”, said Lawrence, “I bet my mother is looking for me all over”. “Relax…they’re probably sipping tea in the kitchen”, answered Roger putting his arm around his new lover. “Watch it”, said Lawrence, “My mother doesn’t know”. The two boys walked out of the barn and into the house. The women weren’t in the kitchen. Lawrence followed Roger up the stairs where he opened the bedroom door. “There you are”, Roger said, finding his mother in bed with the sheets pulled up to her chin. Lawrence walked in. “Mom ?”, asked the young botanist. “Here”, a strained voice answered, as Maggie crawled from under the sheets, wiping her mouth and resting her head next to Rita’s on the pillow. “So was it good ?”, asked Rita smiling “Oh yes…”, answered Roger, “ and you ?”. “Terrific”, answered both mothers THE END

The Hunting Trip Part IV SeXStoRY

It was around 9:00 am when I felt someone shake me. “Pssst, wake up.” I wake up to find Mike leaning over me. Everyone else still sound asl**p s**ttered about the bed, Chris still holding onto me tight. “I have to leave in about two hours, but there is something I want you and I to do before I go.” I slowly unwrapped Chris’ arms from around me and slunk out of her grasp, trying not to wake anyone. I throw on some clothes and clean myself up, throwing on some makeup and brushing my teeth, and head down stairs with Mike. He grabs his camera and throws me my jacket. “C’mon lets go,” he said pulling me out the door. It was beautiful outside. So quiet and crisp, a fresh new dusting of snow covered the ground. “Where are we going? What are we doing?” I asked. “You will see,” he replied grinning mischievously. We came to an opening in a beautiful field. The ground was untouched, the snow fresh and white, with not a flake disturbed. “Take off your clothes,” Mike told me gently. I knew exactly what we were doing. Taking off my clothes, I smiled. “Now you do whatever you want and I will snap the pictures.” Yay, I was so excited. A photo shoot of me naked in the snow was another great fantasy of mine. I posed in different positions. Some of me lying flat in the snow playing with myself. I used snow and icicles to masturbate with. A few of me crawling in the snow, back and front my ass sticking in the air. Along with other provocative positions. I was not sure how I was doing all of this outdoor nakedness without freezing to death. I was actually quite warm. After about fifty shots, Mike handed me a blanket from a bag I did not even realize he was carrying with him. “Warm up a bit,” he said holding me in his arms, giving me some of his body heat. “Then put this on,” he said handing me a black corset, black skirt, black fishnets and black thigh high boots. He also pulled out a thermos of hot chocolate. We sat in each others arms for about 15 minutes sipping on hot chocolate. I put on the clothes he tossed to me and we began the next photo shoot. Doing a few more poses in the corset, I was starting to get very cold. I grabbed my clothes and put them on and wrapped the blanket around me. Heading back to the cabin, Mike and I talk about my adventures so far this weekend. He expresses how happy he was to be a part of it and wishes he could stay longer but has to get back to work. I smile sadly at him, but I understand. Back at the cabin, Darryl and Chris are packing up their car. “Oh, I did not realize you were leaving to,” I mope. “Yes we have to get back home. Our uncle is in the hospital and we should really go visit him.” A lump forms in my throat as I realize that this uncle is John’s father in law. Shouldn’t John head back to his wife? I am keeping him from f****y obligations. Has he even talked to his wife since we got here? I feel guilty and ashamed, and express this to Mike. I suggest that I should get a drive back with him. Chris overhears this conversation. “Don’t worry about it, her father is fine. If she needs John she will call. We just are going to visit because we are heading back to Montreal tomorrow afternoon and do not know when we will be back again.” This assures me somewhat, but I still have a twinge of guilt. It was so much better when it was just me and John. When I knew nothing about his f****y life. Then I met his wife’s cousins, then I came across the photo album with pictures of his wife, now I am hearing that her father is in the hospital. This is all starting to get too involved. I should really walk away. I decide that after the weekend is over John and I should have a serious talk about this relationship. But for now, we have a day and a half alone, Mike, Darryl and Chris are leaving. It will just be John and I here, finally. I kiss Mike good bye, promising him we will get together as soon as I get back to the city. I watch as he drives away, still impressed that he showed up and shared this experience and beauty with me. Shortly after Darryl and Chris leave. John and I say our goodbyes to them. Kissing each other and groping each other one last time. Finally it is just John and I. He wraps his arm around my shoulder and kisses me on the cheek as we head up the stairs into the cabin. Once inside he tells me to go shower while he makes breakfast. That sounds like a splendid idea. I go into the master bathroom and strip down, about to go into the shower, I look at the huge bathtub and change my mind about the shower. I turn the taps to the bathtub and look through the linen closet looking for some bubble bath. I find a few different choices, and choose the vanilla scented bubble bath. I pour a capful into the water, bubbles forming in the tub. Putting the bubble bath back I knock a box to the floor, the lid opens and a few toys fall out. There is one that looks especially interesting. It is shaped like a cactus. It is a silicone penis with a curve for the g-spot, with little nubs on the head for stimulation. At the base there are two curved arms, one shaped like a rabbit for clitoral stimulation, the other a mini curved penis for anal stimulation. My pussy throbs as I think about how exciting that would be to use. I press one of the buttons on the base, this button makes the little rabbit vibrate. The second button I press makes the smaller penis spin around in slow circles. Finally the third button causes the dildo to vibrate and spin around. I look closely at the vibrator and notice that it is waterproof. A smile comes across my face. The bath tub is full and I turn off the taps. I sit at the edge of the tub, turning the toy over in my hand, analyzing it, debating to myself whether or not to use it on me. I then realize that this is probably John’s wife’s toy. A lump forms in my throat, but quickly fades when I remember the pictures I saw in the photo album. I am suddenly turned on, imagining her naked in this very tub, using this toy on herself. It is so wrong for me to be turned on by this image, the thought of how wrong it is turns me on even more. I get into the bathtub, leaving the toy on the edge of the tub, just in case I decide to use it. Lying back and relaxing I close my eyes, imagining John’s wife with her fingers between her legs. She caresses her clit with her thumb as she slowly inserts a finger inside of herself and rubs her g-spot. As I imagine this, I do this to myself, I moan as I see her face in my minds eye playing with her self. Her voluptuous body immersed in water. I grab the toy on the edge of the bathtub. Turning on the main dildo it turns slowly, I put it in my mouth, sucking it and lubricating it with my spit. I spread open my legs wide and rub the dildo against my pussy, teasing myself slowly inserting the first inch inside of me pulling it in and out of me. Pushing it into me further I turn on the little rabbit, the ears vibrate against my clit. The mini penis pokes at my asshole, not yet entering my ass, just right there at the opening. Pushing the dildo into me deeper and deeper, the mini cock slowly enters my ass. I press the last button and feel the probe in side my ass move around massaging me. I fuck myself with the toy, double penetrating myself with it and stimulating my clit. I again imagine John’s wife, I see her as she penetrates herself moaning in pleasure, playing with her huge breasts, sucking on her own nipples, her beautiful lips puckered. I see her as she arches her back and comes. Her body spasming uncontrollably as she releases herself. Just at that moment I arch my back and my body tenses, I spasm as I orgasm and gush of liquid squirts out of me, making a strange gushing noise in the water. My eyes still closed, I hear John clear his throat. I open my eyes, embarrassed. Is he going to be mad at me for using his wife’s toys? I had no right to be snooping through his stuff. I look at him, blushing, “how long have you been standing there?” “Long enough, sweetie. That was hot,” he smiles. “I forgot about that toy,” he grinned. “C’mon, finish cleaning yourself up, breakfast is almost ready.” He turns and leaves the room. ****** A pile of blueberry pancakes were stacked in the middle of the table, fresh fruit, and ham. John poured sangria from a beautiful crystal pitcher into huge wine glasses. “Really? We are drinking again all ready?” “We are on vacation,” he snickers. He dips a strawberry in chocolate and feeds it to me, wiping a dribble of chocolate of my lip he sticks his finger in my mouth. I suck on his finger and lick it sensually. I notice a tent form in his boxers as his cock stands to attention. Bending over he kisses me on the forehead and sits down to eat. We play footsy under the table like teenagers and giggle and laugh, enjoying each others company and the silence around us. We sit and take in the quiet for a few minutes, the only noise is the fire crackling in the fireplace. “So what is on the agenda for today?” I ask. “Any surprise visitors? Any kinky hijinks?” He smirks at me, and winks. “Nope nothing planned today. I think we will just relax. I might go for a walk in the woods and see if I can find a buck. You can come along, or stay here and relax. It is up to you.” We clean up from breakfast and he starts to get ready to go hunting. I decide to stay in and watch a movie. Once he is gone I look through the movies and come across a collection of home movies. Curious I put one in the DVD player and press play. On the large flat screen television John sits naked on the king size bed upstairs. Darryl walks towards John and sticks his hard cock in John’s mouth. John wraps his hand around Darryl’s cock and strokes it while sucking and fucking it with his mouth. Pushing John’s head down, Darryl chokes him with his cock. Male on male action is not something that usually turns me on. But the sight of two men that I have been intimate with on video makes my body shiver and my pussy excited. I watch as John sucks Darryl’s cock, the two men moaning. Darryl pulls out his cock and turns around as Chris comes into the frame. She grabs her b*****r’s cock in her hand and strokes him gently. Picking her up around his waist, he sits her on his cock. They flop onto the bed and Chris rides her twin b*****r vigorously while John watches and strokes himself. Next another naked female enters the frame. It is John’s wife. She grabs a toy off of the bed, which is the same toy I played with earlier in the bath tub. Well isn’t this interesting. She isn’t such a prude. Not what John makes her out to be like at all. She is having a foursome with her first cousins and her husband whilst being video taped. If is hard to believe that this sexual creature on this tape is no longer interested in having sex. She used to be so vivacious and alive. It was really too bad. I watched as the four of them fucked each other. I especially was turned on when John’s wife and Chris played with each other. Being first cousins, they looked so muck like each other. They both have beautiful long red hair, bright green eyes, the same nose and full lips. The only difference was that Chris was much tinier, but other than that you would swear they were s****rs. I watched as John’s wife fucked her cousin with the cactus shaped vibrator I had found earlier, playing with myself as I imagine that I am there, playing with these two beautiful redheads. A door slams, interrupting my day dream. I jump up my hand still in my pants. That can’t be John all ready. I turn around and look at the person standing in the door way. The woman looks familiar but I just can’t place her. She is plump, with baggy jeans and a huge winter jacket, which is three times too big for her, with shoulder length dull reddish hair, with streaks of gray. She has bags under her tired eyes and looks very unhappy. Then I clue in, I look at the image on the screen behind me and look at the woman in front of me. Oh shit. Fuck, fuck no! “Who the hell are you!” John’s wife asks me. I don’t know what to say. I stand there my hand between my legs, my jaw dropped, froze in place. “Where is my husband? Are you that bitch who is fucking my husband? Oh he thinks I don’t know about you! I know a lot more than he thinks he does!” She starts toward me. I don’t know what to do. Suddenly she stops in her tracks as she notices what is on the television screen. Her cheeks turn red, she looks at me astonished, then looks at her feet in embarrassment. She runs to the television and turns it off. “What gives you the right! Who do you think you are!” She exclaims, shaking her finger in my face. She looks down and for the first time notices my hand down my pants as I still stand there dumbfounded. She starts to laugh hysterically. I don’t know what to say or do. Slowly I remove my hand from my pants, and start to back up slowly to the door. I have to get out of here. Where do I go? She looks at me and starts crying. Oh fuck, now what do I do. “I don’t blame him you know,” she sobs. “Look at me, I am not the woman I used to be. I am not that woman in that video anymore.” Sobbing uncontrollably she flops down on the sofa. Now is my chance. I go to grab my jacket and shoes, but stop. I cannot stand to see her so upset. Not thinking about the consequences I go over to her and sit down. She looks at me as I sit next to her giving me the once over. “You are cute“, she says to me. “No wonder he is cheating on me. Do you love him?” Shocked to her question and her overall demeanor at this point, I don’t know how to answer. “You do love him,” she acknowledges. “Well I love him more. We have been together for ten years. You can’t just come in and take him away from me so easily you little bitch.” Oh this was a bad idea, I should have ran when I had the chance. She leans in and grabs me by the neck, shit she is going to choke me. She is going to kill me and throw me in the fire. Instead she loosens her grip and leans in and kisses me. Okay. Now what do I do. This woman is crazy. “I want to know what is so great about you that has my husband sneaking out to call you nights he is home. What is so appealing to you that he lies to me about going to sl**p at 9:00 when he in the city working, telling me not to call because he is sl**ping, when really he is with you!” My heart beats rapidly in my chest. She pulls at my hair biting my neck, as she f***efully puts her hand down my pants, rubbing my wet pussy. “Are you turned on by this you home wrecking bitch!? I could kill you, and you sit there, turned on! What the hell is wrong with you?” I did not know what was wrong with me. She was right, I should be scared. But the moment I realized who she was, I became extremely aroused. “Do you like fucking my husband, you whore?” She yelled at me, obviously I was not reacting the way she expected, I just stared at her, becoming more aroused and my pussy got wetter. Her hand still down my pants, she realized that I was not going to run and hide and pulled out her hand. Finally, I managed to speak. “Do you know what, I do enjoy fucking your husband. Somebody has to do it since you won’t anymore,” she looked at me in shock. “And you know what else? I enjoyed fucking your cousins too!” Her jaw dropped and she grunted. A look of fury came over her face, and she grabs me by the neck and slaps me. Unexpectedly she kisses me with passion and fury. She fondles with the zipper on my hoodie exposing my bare breasts. She looks at my small but perky tits and grabs them in her hands. She grabs my nipples and twists them. I yelp in pain. “Does that hurt, bitch? Who the hell do you think you are talking to me like that? You fucking home wrecker!” She twists my nipples harder, a lump forms in my throat. Okay, she is really going to hurt me. I start to panic again, my heart beating in my chest. She pulls me by my hair and kisses me again, biting on my bottom lip. Jesus, this bitch is crazy, I think to myself. Where is John? Surely he will be back soon, he has to save me. “Come with me,” she says, tugging my hair. My pussy throbs in excitement and anticipation. What is wrong with me? I am enjoying this. “Take off your pants,” she barks. I do as she tells me, becoming more and more aroused, my pussy throbbing and wet. “Now get on your hands and knees!” Again, I obey her. I watch her as she walks to the kitchen. I hear drawers and cupboards open and close. She appears to be looking for something. I almost ask her if I can help her find something, but then have second thoughts realizing that is a bad idea. This is her cabin after all, she should know where things are, how much would she appreciate her husband’s girlfriend telling her where things are in her own home. She comes back towards me, her arms full of various objects. What the hell, I say to myself, is she going to beat me with utensils and kitchen gadgets? I am confused for a moment, until she says “you know, I know more about you than you think. I have read some of the e-mails you have sent John. I read about your fantasies. How do you like it now? You want to be fucked with various objects do you? Well how do you feel about that fantasy now?” Oh my god, is she going to fuck me with a knife? What the hell. Okay it is time to fucking run. I start to get up slowly, preparing to bolt for the door. She notices my slight movement and drops the objects in her arms, they clatter to the floor, and she puts her hand on my head. “You aren’t going anywhere!” she exclaims. I watch as she picks up a turkey baster. Okay, a turkey baster, that is harmless, I think to myself She take the baster and shoves it in my pussy from behind. Hold on here. No foreplay, just shove it right in there. I flinch as she pulls the baster in and out of my pussy. I enjoy it immensely. I can tell she is pissed that I am enjoying this so much, she grunts and starts to slap my ass with a spatula. She may have read some of my emails, but has definitely not read the one describing my fantasy of being dominated and abused by an older woman. Or that I am a pain slut. She is becoming even more furious and frustrated when she feels me gyrating my hips and pushing myself into the object in my pussy. She grabs my neck, “I am going to choke you bitch!” she yells. I moan even more, hoping she calls me a dirty cunt. Suddenly the front door flies open. John runs in the cabin in a panic. He stops, frozen as he sees his wife standing over me with her hand around my throat with a turkey baster in me. He stands there for a moment with a look of shock on his face. “What the fuck…” he says and then breaks out laughing hysterically for a moment. Then contains himself. “Tiffany, ummmm…. I can explain?” he says in a questioning way. He has no idea what to say or do. I can tell he is slightly aroused at this sight, as well as confused and amused. But also terrified because he has been caught cheating. “I am punishing this filthy slut!” she says to John. I moan again, becoming even more aroused by the name calling. “Please let her go Tiffany,” John says. “And besides you aren’t punishing her, trust me.” He states stifling a laugh. Tiffany looks at John, then at me, and starts crying. She lets go of my neck, the turkey baster falls to the ground. Quickly I get up grabbing my clothes, running to John. “Go upstairs, now!” he tells me. I obey, almost tripping over my feet trying to get away as fast as I can.
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