Roxanne Humiliates Her Hubby

ROXANNE HUMILIATES HER HUBBY Mistress Roxanne who I fondly refer to as "M" has asked me to post the details of her date yesterday. As I said earlier she had left me locked up in the CB 3000 and put the key on a chain around her neck before she left to meet her date. She called me after she got to the lounge and told me she was safe and was chatting with a very handsome black man and she would call me back later. When I usually wait I think about her flirting and play with my dick but today I could not. The feeling was more one of calm and being subdued. Roxanne called about an hour later and said she was really enjoying herself fondling the key around her neck as she flirted with her new handsome friend. She gave the phone to him which I hate because it only reinforces my helplessness. He went on to tell me how much he was enjoying my wife. I feel so weak in those situations all I could only respond that she was a lovely lady. Roxanne took back the phone and informed me she might call me later. I knew what she meant. She would do whatever she wanted to and all I could do was wait and wonder. My cucky angst began to rise as I pondered what she might do with him; would she go back to his place, would she bring him home or would she just tease him and set up a play meeting later? My lil dick began to get hard but the CB 3000 discourages you from getting fully erect so I tried to calm down. She had taken pictures of my pathetic dick after she locked it up so I posted them in a cuckold group and began chatting with a few other cucky boys in the group about my angst. Misery loves company and of course the others knew of my dilemma. Many of them had been there before. It's that place between heaven and hell. You have no control over your wife's sexuality anymore. When you started this you thought it would be fun and talked her into it. Maybe it was her hesitation, maybe it was her assurance she only needed you, maybe it was your own greed but whatever it was you believed ultimately you would still be in control. Now that she has experienced another man outside the marriage and discovered your inadequacy the tables have been turned. She is in complete control now and there is nothing you can do about it. Part of you is ashamed and humiliated that what started out as a fantasy is now a reality. The fantasy never matched the reality and now you must face the truth. She will never be the same and it's of your own doing. Your ears have heard the screams of her passion as a well endowed lover takes her to heights of ecstasy that you could never imagined her feeling with you. Your heart has felt the shame of your male pride being beaten into submission and yet the cause of it all, your deficient penis strains at the thought of her salacious ways. Cucky Angst indeed! About an hour later she called back and asked if I had the place cleaned up because she was bringing someone home who wanted to meet me. She said it would be fun for someone else to see me all locked up. I had mix feelings about that but I knew the idea excited her and said, "yes M". I knew if I wanted to be released and feel her this evening I had better be a good cucky boy. They showed up about 15 minutes later and "M" walked in smiling and introduced me to Billy. I could see why she was smiling. Billy was a very handsome professional black man who seemed at ease with the situation. He shook my hand confidently and I sensed no hesitation on his part. Not all men are in that situation; I am 6-3 inches and 220 lbs and Billy was about 5-10 but had a thick muscular stature about him. "M" later told me he was getting off on the idea of her 6-3 inch husband preparing him to fuck her. There was no doubt that he was confident. His confidence made me feel comfortable and less ashamed. I help them get their coats off and offered to pour them a drink. As I walked off into the kitchen I saw them embrace each other. I poured the drinks as they began kissing and fondling each other on the couch. I saw his hands moving all over my wife and as she embraced him tightly. I knew she wanted him as she ground her body against him. She was in "slut mode" tonight. I handed them their drinks as they stopped pawing each other for a second. She left to go to the bathroom and Billy and I chatted. He began telling about his business. He owns a distribution center and was thinking about selling it because of the unstable gas prices. It was easy to see why she was attracted him. Roxanne likes intelligent confidant men and he was not lacking in either department. She came back and went right to him, ignoring me, and put her arms around him and kissed him passionately. "M" was going to have him tonight and in no time as she got on her knees and started undoing his belt and unleashing the object of her desire. Gone were the days of her looking for my approval, gone were the days of her making sure I was excited while watching, this was about what she wanted now. She took out his thick black cock and I could see her smile. She prefers thickness to length. She started sucking him into her mouth like a kid licking a lollipop. I knew we were in for a hot evening by her reactions. Her last black lover was 11 inches and thick and "M" loved fucking him but it took her days to recover. She enjoyed the fucking but she did not enjoy the recovery time. Billy looked a bit thicker and he was going to be in the 8 to 9 inch range, just the right size for her. It's funny what a cuckold husband begins to learn and notice. Once he was hard she stood up and took him by the hand into our bedroom walking right past me. I knew better not to follow them; I had to wait until I was called into the bedroom, if I was called. Sometimes she would get so excited by her lover she would forget to call me in until afterwards. I could hear their muffled sounds and she was giggling like a charmed school girl. It seemed like an eternity but I finally heard her voice calling my name. Billy was laying flat on his back on the bed and she was hunched over him sucking his thick black cock. Roxanne looked up at me and motioned for me to get between his legs. She held his hard cock in her hand and pointed it at my mouth and aggressively said, "Suck it cuckyboy". I took him into my mouth and I heard her laughingly say to him, "See, he does exactly what I tell him". She began stripping off her clothes next to Billy, showing him all of her assets. She then climbed on top of his face and she began moaning. She road his face and kept telling me to get him nice and hard so he can fuck her good. I sucked him deep into my throat as I watched her ride his face. When Roxanne wanted it she could be down right nasty. As I was sucking him I thought I tasted precum on the tip of his cock. She slid off of him and told me to move over. "M" got over top of him and grabbed his prick and slid it into her and immediately she started groaning as she ground down onto him. It had been awhile since she had some cock. I am not allowed to fuck her anymore until she has been fucked by a real man. She likes to tell me the only thing I will ever get anymore is a well stretched pussy. She was grinding him hard and he was pumping his cock into her fast and furious and soon they were both cumming. I watched her squeeze it all out of him. I could see her body trembling on top of his magnificent black physique. He grabbed her ass cheeks and I could see his big black hands squeezing them tightly as he drove every inch of his thick black cock into her wet eager cunt. I held her tightly to his torso and she kept screaming as he was shooting his hot creampie load deep inside of her. She rolled off of him onto her back and said, "Come here cucky boy". I snapped a few pics and dove right in. I started lapping her wet pussy like a madman and she started cumming again pushing their cum onto my face. She grabbed my hair and just held my face on her pussy as she released herself. She let my hair go and then ordered me to look up at Billy so he could see it. They were both enjoying the show. I was so humiliated and yet I could not stop myself even if I wanted to. I had lost all pride and all I had left was the hope they would allow me to please them. She ordered me to clean his cock. I reached over and sucked his semi-hard cock into my mouth licking all the cum off the sides. I took it deep in my throat and sucked it hard draining any last drops of cum from the head. "M" decided to release me and finally unlocked my dick. I felt so much relief when she took off the case. I stood there beside the bed as she snuggled up next to Billy. I knew she wanted him to see how pathetic I was as I stood there like a school boy being punished. I finally sat down in a chair as they were kissing and I was hoping she wouldn't make me stand up again. She seemed to be occupied with him and forgot about embarrassing me anymore. Everyone relaxed and we all chatted for about 20 minutes. Finally, Rox decided to pay some attention to me and ordered me to the bed. I crawled on the other side of them and she started kissing me and stroking my dick. She began telling me I had better get hard so I could feel her well fucked pussy. All the talk must have gotten Billy excited because before I knew it he has her on her knees and was fucking her from behind. Of course she forgot about me then and just sort of moan over top of me as he was fucking her hard and deep. All I could do was watch in amazement as I stroked my dick; I love watching this woman get fucked. The more he fucked her, the more I wanted her. He dumped another load into her cunt and she decided to crawl on top of my face and feed it to me. Their cum just came streaming out of her cunt all over me and she begin to squirt. I felt like I was drowning but she was loving it. After she finished they cuddled for a while and we took him back to his car at the lounge and went out to get something to eat. I felt like I was floating and I had not even had an orgasm at this point. I don't know if it was the CB or the whole experience but I had never felt this way before for such an extended period. When we got home Rox loved me and got me nice and hard told me I could fuck her well-fucked pussy. Dam, it was so hot and wet. I could still feel their juices inside her. I couldn't stand it. I rolled off and stroked my dick off until I came. What a release it was. I felt like everything came out of me. My whole body was limp and I felt so serene. Rox held me and told me how much she loved me and we both feel asleep in each others arms. 9835 1.42/512345

More Than A Job

More Than A Job By MadManK Paige Harmon has worked at the summer camp for five years. Her job is being the camp nurse but one of the added benefits is that she gets her own room adjacent to the infirmary as well as the opportunity to participate in all the camp?s activities ? swimming, boating, etc. The atmosphere is relaxed and she can pretty much do as she pleases as long as she is available in the infirmary after every meal to give out medicine to kids at camp who bring doctor?s notes and she also accompanies groups of kids during extended outdoor activities so someone with medical knowledge is available. The most noticeable thing about the camp ? one Paige saw right away ? is that the vast majority of the campers come from the inner city and are all black. Paige is 34, average height ? a little over five feet ? and although she always thinks she needs to lose a few pounds, has a very sexy, mature body. Her hair is medium brown but is highlighted and her hazel eyes tend to change color between a light green and dark blue depending on the lighting. Paige is attractive in that way most women can be around younger men ? not a centerfold but certainly good enough looking that she gets her share of attention, especially to the older black teens who rarely meet a white woman outside the ?hood. Much of that attention comes because Paige dresses casually around the campgrounds and infirmary, most times nothing more than a small summer top or halter and shorts or ? and all the males love it ? when she goes to the pool in a hot pink or electric blue one-piece swimsuit that shows off a 34D chest, 27-inch waist and 37-inch hips. Her ass and thighs combine with her tits to become the center of stares and appreciating comments. But there?s more to the appreciation of Paige than meets the eye. Almost immediately Paige was overwhelmed by the open sexual tension that always surrounded the blacks at camp. There was no hiding their sexuality and the way every male ? and most of the black females ? exuded a constant heated exchange. Paige found herself aroused at the lack on inhibition among the older teens, so open about their conquests, so ready to make new ones. Despite trying not to be obvious Paige couldn?t help be drawn to the heavy bulges in the boys? swimsuits and shorts, the sign of very heavy dark meat packed between muscular thighs. It only took a few hours of her very first day of camp for Paige to admit to herself she would love to see just ONE of those big cocks hanging free ? if only to confirm what her imagination kept telling her. To the blacks at camp, the street-wise, knowledgeable guys who knew what to look for, the white woman was already showing signs she could be fun to play with. They saw Paige glancing at them, her eyes going to their crotch, the subtle nervousness she had around them when they came to get medicine or have a splinter pulled from a finger or foot. And thy loved the way the white woman?s big tits jiggled and swayed from her chest whenever she walked past, looking at the round underside of the curves of her tits when she dared wear a halter or the way that sexy round ass swayed and wiggled in a pair of tight shorts or her swimsuits. On her very first night at camp Paige ended up playing with herself. Laying in the bed in the room adjacent to the infirmary she felt her cunt aching and realized it was from being around all those masculine blacks, their raw sexuality oozing from them. Paige reached under the thin sheet covering her and slipped off her panties and spread her legs, her fingers running through her bush and onto her swollen clit. In the darkness she humped her hand and visualized muscular black teens and their thick cocks and had a deep climax. She knew she was going to have to face a lot of temptation. It?s not that Paige was prudish or didn?t have opportunity for sex. Her husband was a wonderful guy, a good provider. He didn?t like the camping scene and had encouraged her to enjoy the summer as she saw fit ? he was more than willing to stay home and keep the house in order. Their sex life was average ? nothing to shout about but Paige could climax well enough when her husband ate her. Because of a slight back problem he couldn?t fuck her like she may have wanted but his mouth was fine and she had gotten used to stroking his average-sized dick until her spurted his cum and they?d fall asleep. Some of Paige?s girlfriends had hinted she ought to have a safe affair just for the sex but Paige ignored them ? even when she knew she really could have used it. Men always hit on her. She could laugh and joke sexually with the best of them, but she had never felt a need to get fucked just for the fun of it. Now, however, after being exposed to the raw sexuality of so many blacks, Paige began to understand the meaning of ?jungle fever?. The problem she knew she had to face was what to do about it. It was right after lunch on the third day of the very first year at camp that Paige came to one of those crossroads in life. She had planned all morning to spend the afternoon at the pool. After lunch she had gone to the infirmary and handed out medicines and when the campers had departed she went to her room and changed into her swimsuit, a hot pink suit that showed off her tits and ass. She brushed her thick hair and pinned it up behind her head and grabbed a towel and was ready to leave when the infirmary door banged open and shut. Cursing her luck Paige went into the infirmary and found Robert standing there. He was a big black teen from the city, well over six feet tall, with a friendly smile. His skin was the color of a Hershey bar and he had a well-muscled body. ?Sorry,? Robert grinned mischievously. ?I was told to come see you ?cuz I got a bee sting and a counselor said I had to get the stinger out.? Paige frowned but shrugged. Robert wore a pair of long, cut-off jeans in place of a swimsuit. ?I was goin? to the pool,? he explained. ?Well where did you get stung?? Paige asked, watching the black teen slide up onto the exam table. She stepped closer to him, inches away. ?On my stomach,? Robert put a finger just below his navel. ?Your stomach?? Paige looked but didn?t see any swelling or red marks. ?Well, y?know, right under it,? Robert acted shy. ?Okay,? Paige nodded. ?But if I have to get the stinger out you need to show me right where it is. I can?t see anything.? Paige saw Robert grinning. ?Alright,? the teen shrugged. ?I just wanted you knowing.? He slid from the table and unbuttoned the cut-offs. Nonchalantly he let them fall to the floor. Paige tensed and held her breath. There, just inches away, was the largest cock she had ever seen. Thick, long and dark brown, Robert?s cock hung easily and heavily over a round, swollen ball sac. His cock was already twice as long as her husband?s, Paige knew, and it was just hanging there soft. Paige couldn?t move, she stared. ?Where?s the sting?? she asked in a soft voice. ?It?s there, I swear,? Robert assured her. ?You gotta look.? Paige felt a knot in her stomach. She tried not to look at Robert?s face as her hand reached out to hold the big, fat piece of black sex meat. Her hand didn?t fit around it and the cock felt warm and heavy in her hand. She did more than just lift the cock ? Paige?s fingers curled around it, gently gripping it. She felt it throb gently in her hand and she sighed when she felt it begin to harden. ?Feel it good,? Robert said in an even voice. ?You ever felt a nigger?s dick before?? He asked the white woman. ?No,? Paige?s voice was a whisper. Instinctively her hand began a slow stroking along the meaty shaft. ?Watch it,? Robert told her. Paige did. Her white hand contrasted so erotically with the black cock. ?Use the other hand,? Robert instructed, watching how helpless the white woman was holding his dick. Paige reached out with her other hand to cradle the heavy ball sac. Robert didn?t say a word. As Paige quietly stroked and fondled the big cock, the black teen slid down the straps to Paige?s swimsuit. When the white woman didn?t protest, Robert reached into the top of the suit and withdrew both heavy tits, squeezing them and rolling the nipples between his fingers. ?Oh yea,? he sighed. ?You got some perfect white tits.? The black teen wanted more. He put a hand on Paige?s wrist, lifting it from his cock, and slid it through the one strap...then the other. Without a word Paige?s hands went back to the fat black dick she was feeling. Robert pulled her swimsuit top down to her waist and felt and played with those big tits, watching them jiggle, seeing the nipples harden and jut out. Finally, placing a hand behind the white woman?s neck, he drew her face to his. Paige?s mouth opened to accept his tongue and in seconds he was swirling that pink tongue down the woman?s throat. Paige felt like she was on fire. The teen?s big black hands roamed all over her tits. His tongue was thick and wet in her mouth and she found herself sucking on it. Robert?s hands went down the front of her swimsuit, down over her belly, through her cunt hair until fingers rested at her cunt lips. ?Open for me,? Robert whispered in her ear. Paige was breathing fast and shallow, her eyes closed, mouth open. She parted her thighs and felt fingers push between her cuntlips. She groaned. ?This pussy is soaked, baby,? Robert hissed. Paige felt her hips moving by themselves. ?Tell me what you want,? Robert said. Paige hesitated, her hips moving. ?Your dick,? she whispered. ?For what?? Robert asked. ?To fuck,? Paige said the words. In the bedroom adjacent to the infirmary Paige?s legs were spread wide and her body jerked rhythmically under Robert?s fucking. Her cunt felt stuffed, the thick cock pumping it was driving deep, pushing the breath from her. Paige had her arms around the black teenager, holding him, grinding her hips back at him, knowing she needed what he was giving her. The bed creaked and each thrust of black cock into white cunt caused a juicy crackling. Paige felt lost in lust. She never imagined she?d be fucked by a downtown nigger, never thought her cunt would feel so good with a black dick pounding it. Her ass was slick with juice and her cunt moved easily on the cock stuffing it. ?Oh just fuck me...? Paige panted, her hands moving over Robert?s back. ?Just fuck me so good.?? ?You like this nigger dick in you,? Robert humped her hard, enjoying the feeling of the wet white hole slurping his meat. ?Mm hmm,? Paige strained at him. ?And you?re gonna let me shoot in you,? Robert ground his hips at her humping cunt. ?Uh huh,? Paige grunted, mindless responding to her cunt?s need for black meat. ?Good girl,? Robert said. He increased his pace, hips moving. His hands gripped the white woman?s asscheeks and he concentrated on giving the hairy cunt its best fucking. He slammed fucked her, wet skin on wet skin and exploded ? long, thick strings of heavy semen spurting into the churning fuckhole. He couldn?t cum enough. Rope and after creamy rope of sperm pulsed into the heaving cunt of the woman under him, thick globs sliding from around the flared cuntlips. Two hours later Paige Harmon was still with Robert. The black teenager sat on the side of the bed, hands idly fondling the woman?s tits as Paige rested her head on one of his thighs. Robert?s soft, but thick cock rested at Paige?s face and she sucked on the cock easily. Between her thighs, sperm was smeared over her cunthair and oozed thickly from her hole. Robert had left three huge loads inside her and the feeling of hi semen, oozing and shifting, felt good. ?I want you staying here,? Robert told her. ?Why?? the white woman asked dreamily. ?I wanna bring you more black dick, baby,? Robert laughed. ?I think you can?t get enough.? In response, Paige lifted his cock to her mouth and began sucking, her head bobbing up and down. By the end of that first summer, Paige Harmon went home to her husband with a black baby growing in her belly. She had no idea who the father could have been, except that he was black. She'd ?een fucked every day by any number of black campers ? how could she know? In five years at the camp she?d returned home pregnant three times. She loved the summer time, she knew she?d have a big family. 3987 1.58/512345

Ms. Marca Part 54

This is more in the life and times of my wild and wicked ways. This is about me? just a part of my life! Jack called one day and said he had a guy he wanted me to take care of, sexual of course. Jack went on to tell me that the guy was his accountant / tax man and had been doing his taxes for years and the bean counter had saved Jack a bundle from a IRS audit and Jack had paid him, but wanted to give him something a little extra. I was the little extra. As Jack said, "hey, he may turn out to be a new client!" His name was Dean and he was in his mid 40's, been with Arthur Anderson for 22 years and got the ax when they went down.. He had started doing tax returns just to keep the house payment and food on the table and his wife had to go back to work. Jack had set me up with him one day for a drink. That drink led to a short drive to the motel and, well listen up boys and girls and you shall hear of the mid afternoon delight. At the small little bar just down the street from the motel I met Dean and we had a drink and some small talk, the guy had never done this before and was like a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. When we started the second round I knew it was time to make the move, he was not going to. Timing is everything, just got to know when to make that move. "So, Marca, Jack said you are a housewife!" "Part time housewife, I do some pole sitting and pole riding on the side!" That look on his face the boy was lost on that one. "Pole sitting, pole, ah, ... never heard of that!" I smiled looked around the little bar and whispered in his ear. "I like to get a guy hard and sit on his pole and then when I get it settled in I ride him until his pole goes off!" He blushed and looked around to see if anyone heard me or saw him turning red. "Dang, Jack said you were a wild one, he also said you were a beautiful woman, he was right about your beauty and I guess about you being wild", I winked at him and told him I needed to visit the ladies room. I went to the rest room, took my pee, did a little perfume in the right places and made a call to Ed at the motel, the desk clerk. "Ed, I'll be at the room in a few minutes, take a bucket of ice with 2 Buds and my wine to the room, will you, hun?" "Sure thing, Ms. Marca, on it'd way", Went back to the table to see that he was downing the last drop of his Bud and when I sat down he ask did I want a refill on the wine. "Why don't you get in your car and follow me and let me show you just how wild Jack said I can get", His eyes when wide open and he took a deep breath, scared to death. I looked toward the bartender and held up my hand at him. "Can we have the check, please? Oh, hun I would not put this down as a business expense, not unless I become a client!". He looked at me like I knew the fucking tax laws. Less than 20 minutes later we were in the motel room and knew I had to take control of thing to speed this up. He saw the beer and wine in the bucket on the small table near the bed. I told him to have seat and this guys goes to the chair to sit, any other stud would be on the bed. I open a cold one for him and got myself a glass of wine and sat down in the chair next to him. "So Marca, you have children?" "No, and I don't want to talk about your kids! I don't want to talk if we don't have to!" He was lost for words. I got up sat my glass down and stood in front of him. "What I want to do is suck your cock, what do think about that?" Dean's lips moved but no words came out. He managed a nod that I took as a yes and I dropped to my knees in front of him. I put my hand on his crotch and felt a full package in his slacks. I lightly dragged my hand from one side to the other, feeling his cock shift at the same time. I pressed a little harder, to get things started .I smiled up at him and unzipped his pants and put my hand into the cock den. I felt a firm long pole that was getting harder by the minute. I gently took his rapidly hardening cock in my hands and caressed its massive length. I had seen the out line in his pants and how firm it looked hidden in his slacks for the past hour, but this was time to get a close up look at the thing. I began to undo his belt. Looking down at me, Dean was taking in my cleavage, I concentrated on the belt, then the button at the top of his pants. By this time his erection was much more evident. I was staring at a lengthy protrusion in the front of his boxers. The pants slid down his legs easily and bunched up around his ankles. I took off his shoes, followed by the pants. Then I looked back at the man's cock pressing against his shorts. I grabbed the waistband of his boxers and slowly lifted them down over his erection and down his legs. Once they were off I had a chance to finally see what was a pleasantly large cock pointing out at me. As it came to full extension, I put my hand on it, I was in awe of how huge it felt. "My god, this thing feels, wow it is, damn you're huge", I said looking up into his eyes as I began to stroke his cock using both hands. "Come and lay on the bed so it well be easier for me to stroke this monster", I said. I didn't want to let go of that miraculous cock for one second so I led Dean by the cock over to the big king size bed and laid him down. Here he was total nude man in his 40's and had no clue as to how the game was played. I was still dressed. That was about to change. I stood back and reach behind me and unzipped my dress and let it fall away from me to the floor. I smiled at him as he looked my body covered by the black lace thong and bra I had on. next was my bra and when it hit the floor he let out a sigh and than I ran my hands over my big 40DD and rubbed my nipples. I made the strip last a good 5 minutes, making sure that my thong took forever to get down my long tan legs. At last he said something. "God, Jack said you were a knockout, oh mother of god, you are!" "You like my breasts?" "Yes, your breasts are so big, oh Jesus!" Having said that to him, I came back to the bed, threw the sheets off the bed, sat down on the side as I got a good look at his magnificent cock! He was huge! His cock was a lot thicker and several inches longer than Tim's, hell every man was bigger than my husband. Without saying a word I put my hand to it and found it took 3 hand over hand grips to make that trip up to the head, and that big mushroom plum stuck out a good 1?" above my hand. It had to be at least 10 inches long and 5 inches around it! My middle finger and thumb are just at 5 inches, he was a little more. His balls hung like a sac with two large eggs in them, the hair on his sac was all curly and wild growing. In other words, he was hung like a horse. Taking his big firm cock in my hand, I was able to get a very good rhythm going along the entire length of his shaft. My hands did not look so big moving up and down the length of his monster. A big ear to ear grin broke out on my face as I ran my hand up and down that thick pole. I took a deep breath every so often as if I was holding it as I do when I give a BJ. I would suck air between my teeth and giggle as I was transfixed by the long pink snake in front of me. "Oh, Dean. You are so big! You got to be proud of this big thing!" "You like this big, Marca!" "My god yes, what woman wouldn't like this in her bed every night, you crazy?" "My wife hates it, she doesn't like it in her bed!" As I stroke it I give him a weird look. "What is her problem?" "She said it hurts and I take too long when I do it, when we do it, about once a month if I'm lucky. I guess it is to much for her, she is a small woman, 5 foot and 98 pounds", I giggle and than look at him and tell him I'm not laughing at him but at the problem we both have. "What problem do you have, pretty lady?" I give him a sexy look and tell him that we need to take care of this big thing in my hand and this itch I have between my legs, than we can cry on each other's shoulder. I moved his finger to my enlarged clit and started to move it around in circles. "Oh, Yes! That's the way. Take it between your fingers and rub it for me", I said as I stroked him. "You have such a beautiful cock. I love feeling of it. I need it in me, you like to have it in my pussy?" I asked as I started to throw my hips up over him. "God yes! I would love to put it in you!" "Let me get on top of you then," I said as I rolled over on top of him. "We can do it better this way and it will go so deeper too", I took his cock as I straddled him and guided it to the entrance of my wet pussy, taking time to rub it along the length of my slit. I sat up straight on him and eased my pussy down to his massive cock. I had to open my puffy lips for it as I worked my twat over and downward onto his cock. "Oh, baby! That feels so good! You are so big!" I told him as I worked his long cock up in me, feeling it slide into my wet pussy. I leaned back onto my hands as I started to slide my pussy over the entire length of his massive prick, rocking back and forth as I slid up and down his cock. It was feeling so good in me as I was fucking him. Then I leaned forward and put my big breasts in his face as I asked, "Your wife, I bet she has small tits?" He looked me in the eye as if he came back down to earth. "Next to you, Marca, she is flat chested, fuck no tits at all!" I run my hands up on my nipples, pulling and pinching them and look down at him. "Since you don't have any at home, you want to suck on my big boobs, play with them, as if they were yours?" "Oh yes! Please let me suck on them for you", He took my tit and started to suck on the nipple as I rocked back and forth, and up and down on his giant cock. I loved to have my tits played with and sucked on! He was doing a good job as he suckled my breast with his hot mouth, his cock going so deep now into each other. When I have a cock like his up in me and my boobs are getting sucked I'm always on the verge of getting off and could feel his manhood as it started to swell deep within me. "That's it! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my hot pussy with that monster cock!" I cried out. I started to cum as I felt his cock start to throb deep inside my cunt. My pussy was on fire as I came, shooting my juices over his thick long shaft as we screwed harder with each thrust. "Oh, baby. You are such a good lover! I am glad you took Jack up on his offer and had that drink with me," I said as I slowed to a wiggle. I knew he did not go off and I just had to ask. "Your wife hates it that you got staying power, damn, you good to go again?" He just smiled up at me and nodded yes. I rolled off him and his cock made that pop sound when it fell out of me, that is the sound of a big cock, for sure. I turned and faced the other way on my hands and knees and positioning my ass into the air so I could have a good view between them. He climbed up and got in position behind me, taking my hips in his big hands as he started to pull me back against his hard cock. I looked at the mirror on the dresser as I saw his huge, cock sliding in to me. "Oh, Yes! That's it! You feel so good. Fuck me! Fuck me with that monster!" I shouted as I tried working my ass back to his cock. I looked down between my outstretched thighs and could also see some of his cock as it filled my pussy. I was in ecstasy as I felt that huge cock filling me. His cock seemed too large for me to take all of it, but I felt him slap his thighs into my ass, guess I can take it all. I had done this several times before and I was built for a long big cock! I could feel it as it bumped my womb, sending waves of pleasure over me each time it hit bottom. Every time he would speed up and go hard for a minute or two and hit my sweet spot, I would have a orgasm. My juices flowing as he pumped that cock to me. To see his pink cock against my golden tan skin just made me climax that much harder. He had my pussy full of that meat as he slowly screwed me. I looked back over my shoulder at him and saw that he was looking at my pussy and his cock going in and out of me. "Dean, your cock, god hun, it feels so good in me!" "Oh Marca! You have such a beautiful pussy! It is so smooth and the lips are so puffy", He said as he humped into me. "Yours is so pretty. I have never seen one so lovely. I had always wanted a hairless pussy as it took my cock", To feel something sliding in and out of my pussy always got me so hot. I would fantasize about taking a huge cock, one just like I had going in me right now. I then felt the first sign of him getting ready to unload in me. He closed his eyes and puckered his lips as if to say O. Than I felt his cock swell and than he just held my ass still and the warm flow began shooting into me. I felt his cream as it flooded my cunt, mixing with my own juices as I trembled all over. "Oh, yea! That is it! Cum for me! Fuck my pussy, shoot that hot cum in me! I love it! I Love it! Fuck me!" He moaned and groaned as he shot into and filled my hungry pussy. Than he fell back, making that loud popping sound as it came out for the second time. It took us a few minutes to recover and get our breath and I climbed up next to him. "I have always wanted to do this with a woman like you, guess I can die and go to heaven, I've done all I want to do", I roll over on my side taking the towel I keep in the night stand and wipe his cream from my slit, knowing more is up in the good area, that may take hours to come out. I use the towel on him and than I flip the towel off to the side of me. He looked over at me and smiled. "Jack and I have talked about you several times," he said as I took his limp cock in my hand and slowly moved my hand up and down the shaft. "What did you talk about?" "He told me how much he loves to fuck you and last week he showed me a picture of you at some party, god, it made me jack off that night in the bathroom looking at your picture of you in that bikini, seeing your big tits and that lovely ass", I look over at the clock radio and it was just after 2. "Dean, I got all afternoon, don't need to be home until 6, what time you need to be home?" He put his hand on my head as if to move it toward his limp cock. "That is a good time for me, my wife gets in about that time", he than moved his head up higher on the two pillows he had behind his head and said to me. "So tell me what is the same problem we both have, you know, ... with your husband and my wife!" Laying on my stomach and resting my chin on his belly, I look up as I hold on to his limp cock. "You said your wife said you hurt her when you screw and she wants you to hurry and get off, right?" "Yes, been that way since we had our daughter 20 years ago", "well let me tell you about my better half, unless Jack told you already?" "All he said was that you were married, but that did not stop you from having fun!" I smile and tell myself that is the truth. "You see I got the almost perfect husband, on a scale of 10, he is a 9", I began to list all the good things about Tim. 1) He is tall and handsome. 2) Educated, got an MBA and speaks 3 Languas's. 3) Started his own company when he was 35 and is the President and CEO of it. 4) Seats on 5 different boards, 2 of them on the Fortune 500. 5) Friends with the governor and both of our US Senators. 6) He treats me like I'm royalty. 7) Other women envy me, some hate me, because I got him. 8) We / I have a membership in the three best country clubs in the state 9) I get to travel to some of the jet setting places in the world about twice a year. "So you see, 9 out of 10 is pretty good", "Damn Marca, he sounds like Mr. Perfect to me, shit what do you want in a man? You got everything". So said Jack! "well that item number 10, can you guess what it is, if your wife doesn't like what you got", He just looked at me with a puzzled look and shook his head no. "My husband has a cock that is 4 inches long when hard, a set of balls about the size of grapes and he can't last 2 minutes when he fucks me, sounds about what your wife is looking for, or is 2 minutes still too long?" That cracked him up and we both had a good laugh on that. "Damn, just 4 inches! So you and your husband don't have sex?" "Oh he has sex with me all the time any time he wants it, which is about once a month, he has a low sex drive, but with the size cock he has, I don't need him to find something to make his sex drive increase", "So you do this, not for the money, but for the pleasure you'r not getting at home!" "Hey, before I was married I did it for money, so if I'm stilling doing it, I get paid. Even my husband has to pay, he pays more than any of my clients and gets less on his return, you would understand that", "Yea, if he just gets your ass once a month for 2 minutes, he is not getting a good return. So do you guys swap, swing, run with that crowd?" "Shit are you kidding, my husband is the straightest man I ever met. He has no clue about my activities or what I did before we were married. Your wife and Tim would be perfect for each other. If you can give me items 1 to 9 I'm ready to trade him in for you, cause I know you can give me number 10!" "Just my luck, I can't give you anything I guess but number 10". I smile at him reach over and kiss the head of his dick and jump up to go pee. "Stay where you are, I'm coming back", I got back in the room to see that he is still on his back with eyes closed. I got on the foot of the bed, near the edge with my feet hanging over the foot, I leaned forward and licked him from the base of his cock to the tip. Then I put the head in my mouth and slowly took him all in. My tongue rolled around his thick shaft before I began sucking him in earnest. It only took a minute for his hand to be on the back of my head, pulling me closer as I bobbed up and down on his cock. I put a hand at the base and sucked the upper two- thirds, pumping him at the same time with my hand. I heard him moan as my sucking became more intense. I pulled him out and licked him again, all around his thick cock. I could feel the heat coming from it. I put him back in my mouth, but I wanted him in my pussy, I needed one more good screw to last the weekend. His hands were all over me, ending up on my ass. I felt him squeezing my butt tightly. Soon he was cupping my breasts with his palm and fingers. He pressed them against my chest and pushed them up, squeezing and rolling them lovingly. Than his mouth was on my left breast. My nipple tingled at the feel of his tongue and lips sliding across it. He bit lightly and I moaned, feeling it clear down to my cunt. He switched breasts and I put a hand on his fully erect cock. The more I stroked him the harder he sucked on my breast. He put his hand around one and licked it all over, driving me crazy with lust. I pressed my mouth against his as he played with me. His cock felt like a rock. A second later his hand was inside my fold, feeling me and rubbing me. "Oh God, Dean. You love my boobs and I love your cock, you're going to make me cum. Fuck me, please", He rolled me over on my back with him on top of me and I looked down and saw his face disappear between my legs. I spread my legs to let him lick me. An instant later his lips were wrapped around my clit, sucking it and licking it until it was hard. My legs began to buckle and I had pull them up to let him go deeper. He continued sucking on my clit as I laid down. I looked down at him and took his head in my hands and pulled his face up. "Hun, your eating your own sperm, you know that don't you?" "Fuck, I'll eat any man's shit to have my face between your legs!" My legs hung up in mid air as he put his hands on my ass and held me so he could slide his tongue inside my cunt. I was on the brink of going off big time when he finally stopped. He stood up at the end of the bed and just stared at my naked body. I took the opportunity to slide up so my head was on a pillow. Then I stretched out my arms, motioning for him to lay on top of me. As he climbed on the bed I couldn't help but gaze at his hard cock. It sprung up and down as he moved towards me and I wanted him inside me so desperately. Dean lowered his body onto mine and we kissed. He was a great kisser...with a great ass. My hands glided over it, pulling him closer. He began licking and sucking my breasts again rather than immediately plunging his cock into me. I love having my nipples licked and this guy might not have a set like this at home, but he knew what he was doing. My entire body was shaking inside by the time he was done. Then I felt his cock at the entrance to my fold. I was so wet. I felt the tip of his cock, than the shaft, as it stretched my pussy one more time. "Yes. Yessss", By the time he was all the way in I was gripping his butt with my hands, digging my fingers into his soft skin. He grunted during the final thrust and I thought I was going to explode. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist and concentrated on not going off I wanted this to last a while. He was great. The way he entered me over and over, occasionally leaning down to suck on a breast, was incredible. Our bodies slapped together as we became much more frantic. We rolled on the bed, Dean never leaving the inside of my love nest. He held me by the ass and slammed his cock into me with a force that energized me but never became brutal. I would have been perfectly happy to lay there and been screwed. But this guy was making me want to please him. He rolled us again and I ended up on top. This was my second favorite position, but his huge cock was easy to keep inside me and I rapidly found a comfortable rocking motion. He played with my breasts and nipples. Then, I cried out. "I'm going to come, oh god am I", One of my hand found its way to my nipple of my right breast as the other held on to his arm to hold my balance. He watched intently, pushing his cock into me more slowly now as he concentrated on my big boobs and the action I was giving them. The sensation was incredible. His thick cock filled my love tunnel while my hand stroked my nipples. Shivers ran through me as I began a more intense rubbing of my pussy on his shaft. We were fucking like two wild dogs in heat, god I love this so. I leaned forward a little. His cock rubbed the inside of my pussy and my fingers took care of mt nipples. I didn't know how long I had before he would go off. It ended up not mattering because I couldn't hold back any longer. I cried out twice that I was about to go off and he urged me on. He grabbed my ass cheeks, squeezed them and than slapped them hard over and over. That was all I needed. My orgasm burst from deep inside me and down to my pussy. I bounced on his cock trying to get it as deep inside me as I could. I thought I heard myself moaning loudly with each rush of the orgasm, but sounds weren't registering in my brain. I just saw stars. I lost count of the number of times I came. When one ended, another began. He never let go of my body, holding either my breasts or my ass the entire time. Then he started to cum. I squeezed the muscles in my pussy tightly around his cock. I felt it throbbing right before the first shot cream exploded out of it. Then I felt another. And another. He groaned with each thrust up into me and with each blast of baby juice. I rode him like a cowgirl rides a horse, a hung horse. I used my hand to make sure he stayed inside me. I felt the cream running down his cock combined with my own juices. He cried out one last time before his limp cock fell out. I moved down his body and wrapped my lips around his cock. I sucked him until I tasted one last, small spurt of cream. I laid on top of him for a minute before he pulled me up so we could kiss. "Not bad for a rich bitch, that loves being a whore, huh?" "You were wonderful. Just what I imagined a rich bitch whore would be like", I moved my lips to his face and kissed him and whispered. "You think you can talk Jack into paying for a repeat of this afternoon any time soon?" to be continued.... Marca40DD@aol.com 1811 1.21/512345

Helpful Guy

HELPFUL GUY It started innocently enough. We initially crossed paths in the parking lot at a local mall, where she?d managed to dump the contents of her shopping cart on the ground just before reaching her car. Being a gentleman, I went over and helped her pick everything up and load it into her car. I sensed a little apprehension (which I?m used to), what with a black guy offering to help a white woman in a mall parking lot, but she was appreciative, and thanked me profusely. I couldn?t help but notice the wedding and engagement rings on her left hand. After we?d gotten everything into her car and I was heading back toward my own car, I heard her Volvo definitely NOT starting. I turned around and walked back to her car, and told her to pop the hood. Turns out she just had a loose battery cable, and it took me all of thirty seconds to set it right, after which her car started up like a champ. I could tell she figured I must work for NASA or something, and the smile on her pretty face made my day. She was a cute ?dishwater? blonde, and I could tell that she was embarrassed to have a black man help her out TWICE that day. Well, to make a long story short, she insisted on repaying me somehow, and though I demurred at first (married white woman? Puh-leez!?Do I need that kind of ?trouble??), I finally told her that she could buy me lunch. I got in my car and followed her to a local bistro. OK, as is often the case, when people have things ?burdening? their minds, they?ll sometimes dump their souls out to a relative stranger. So, in a matter of forty-five minutes (and after a couple of glasses of wine), I learned that Cindy and her husband of ten years had been separated for close to four months, their kids were living with him, and worse yet (I couldn?t BELIEVE she was telling me this!), she hadn?t been laid in all that time. She missed her kids, but really felt she should take this opportunity to finally be rid of her good-for-nothing husband, and she was thinking of going back to school, turning her life around and starting over. I listened sympathetically, told her that I?d had some ?issues? in my own life, that she shouldn?t be so hard on herself, and that ?starting over? is something many of us have to do. Well, we ended up exchanging phone numbers and e-mail addresses, and after a week or so, we?d pretty much bared our respective souls to each other in perhaps a dozen e-mails. Face-to-face is one thing, phone calls are another, but e-mails are a whole different thing. The ?detachment? seems to make people ?open up? more. She?d mentioned some other problems she?d been having with her car, and though I?m hardly a master mechanic, I offered to come over and have a look at her Volvo. She didn?t live too far away. I took a bottle of wine and some feta cheese. You never know. Well, I found out pretty quickly that her Volvo had a couple of blown fuses, which explained why some things weren?t working (no wipers, no air-conditioning), and I fixed a few other minor problems. By now, she figured I was surely the Head Engineer at NASA, and it soon became obvious that I?d made a new friend. I laughed when she told me that men are sometimes handy for things besides flat tires and sperm. We went into the house and popped the cork on the wine. She was really cute, and unless she was an axe-murderess, I couldn?t imagine why her dumb-ass husband would leave such a delightful, gorgeous woman. Maybe he had something else going on ?on the side.? Cindy was in her late thirties, but as I said, she was still very attractive. At one point, in her kitchen I casually brushed up against her, and smelled the sweet scent of her hair. She was as embarrassed as I was by the accidental contact, and gave me one of those ?are you for real?? gazes. I was probably as shocked as she was that she was sending unmistakable ?signals? to a black guy. A week later, I got an e-mail from her asking if since I seemed to be so ?handy? with cars, whether I could perhaps help her with some computer problems she was having. I of course told her that I?d be glad to come over and have a look. As it happens, I?m much handier with computers than I am with cars. OK, let?s cut to the chase. This lady was horny (as I was), hadn?t been laid for some time (as I hadn?t), we were both more-or-less unattached, and we found each other attractive. During the visit to fix her computer issues, it wasn?t long (and didn?t take a WHOLE lot of effort) before I had her jeans off, and my dick was as hard as Chinese arithmetic. We?d had a some wine and were in her living room, and she asked me to ?just be gentle, OK?? I noticed she had a big wet spot in the crotch of her little Victoria?s Secret panties, She also told me she?d once dated a black guy in college, and that it was a big dark secret that she?d been scared shitless to admit it to her bigoted husband or her family. She made no objection to my entering her ?bareback,? with no condom. I?ll never forget the sight of her pale little white hand with the wedding ring on it guiding my stiff dick into her little pink pussy. She was pretty tight, but once I?d (gently) worked myself into her she whispered into my ear ?Fuck me, baby. Fuck me good, because I need some loving REAL BAD.? I?d hesitate to say that all white women go crazy once they get a black dick in them, but Cindy sure did. That first time we fucked, she came at least a half dozen times, and I could tell, because she?d go sort of spazzy, and I could feel her pussy clenching my dick like it was in a vise, and the juice would pour out of her. When I finally came, it was like the first ?piece? I?d ever had, and I have no idea where I came up with that amount of semen. I felt like Peter North, there was so much sperm squirting out of me. I apologized for the sizeable puddle we made on her sofa. Since then, we?ve mostly done it in bed, and if she?s worried about the mess, we put a towel underneath her ass. I guess her husband is now history, and she?s got her kids back living with her, which makes our ?liaisons? a little tricky. She?s tried it (black), and she?s definitely ?not going back.? 4905 1.31/512345

Broken Fantasy Chapter 3

The next day at work Dante got me aside so no one else could hear and said, "I was watching a video this weekend and I was surprised there was someone I recognized in the movie. This one shot had a window in the background and I saw a pair of eyes looking in. At first I thought it was just a reflection until I recognized your face. You did not tell me you wanted to be in the movies." He laughed and started to walk away. I jumped on Dante and started to try and throw him down but he was too big for me. He threw me to the ground and said, "You best be careful or I'll tell someone about your secret." I started to get up and Dante turned to face me. But our co-workers grabbed us and held us apart." I was called into the manager's office and reassigned to another Department immediately and had some other disciplinary actions. I told Teri I had requested a transfer to the other office. She never knew I went after Dante. In my new office I met a guy named Bob who had a family picture on his desk. This picture was like any other picture except their little 3 year old boy was black. I figured they must have adopted. I told the guy it was a nice portrait. He asked me where I had come from and when I told him he said, "I had your old position in that Department once." No more was said but we gave each other a kind of knowing look of a shared experience. Bob was assigned to show me the ropes. In a few weeks we had become friendly as we worked together on some projects. It was almost six weeks after Dante had been with Teri that we found out she was pregnant. I knew it had to be Dante's baby. Teri had started getting nauseous every day about a month before and her period never came. I never let on that I knew happened. Dante had left us alone. Teri had said nothing and I knew where she was all the time. She had gone to her mother's three weekends after it happened. I figured she needed time to sort this all out. Dante had apparently decided to move on to his next conquest. I had setup little spy camera's around the house and regularly spied on my wife now. My trust was gone from our marriage. She changed with the pregnancy and our sex life disappeared. Maybe it was me that had changed. I could just not tell any fantasy stories anymore. But Teri seemed content to be pregnant. She mostly stayed home and took care of the house and herself. She quit her job completely a few months before the baby was born. When the baby girl was born it turned out to be Black. The doctor tried to tell us it was probably a recessive gene from a black ancestor. But we both knew better. We still did not talk about how it happened. Then one day I saw Dante at the office building where we work and he said, "How's your wife and my baby?" I turned red with anger but walked away without saying a word. I was outraged and decided I needed revenge against that arrogant wife ruining jerk. I asked Bob to join me for drinks after work that day. We got a booth at a quiet bar and I opened up to him and told him my story. Bob sat there mesmerized by the story. He then started telling me what happened to he and his wife. He had gotten caught up in Dante's stories about bedding white women. He had gotten into reading porn on the internet too. For some reason stories where white husbands gave their wives to black men turned him on. It go to the point where he started bringing it up with his wife during sex. Bob said, "I'm not very well endowed. My wife never complained. She was a virgin when we got married. So she did not have anything to compare me to really. She would orgasm when we had sex, but her response was pretty mild compared to the stories I read." "My wife seemed to get hotter when I role played with her as the black burglar who snuck into her room and found her sleeping in the bedroom. I don't know if it was actually her getting hotter or me getting worked up by the idea which made it better for her." "I started to share with her some of the stories I had read. She seemed to respond a little. After several weeks of reading stories she would get very hot by the idea of being taken by a black man almost every time we read them. She came from a pretty repressed family and interracial sex was definitely taboo." "She had met Dante before at Company events and whenever she came by the office. I saw the way Dante looked at her. It was the same way he looked at all women. Like a black wolf in heat." "One night I got my gumption up while we were having sex and I put Dante's name to the previously anonymous black man that I was pretending to be. Sarah came almost immediately and I dumped my load in her. It was the hottest she had ever gotten." "When we were cuddling she asked me if I ever really wanted her to have sex with a black man. I thought for a moment and said I was not sure. The idea really did turn me on. But I was not sure I could share her with someone." "It took me until the next day before I said to her, yes, if she was interested in having a black man I would want to see that and would want her to share her body with him. But I did not want to share her love." "Sarah then asked me, do you think Dante would really want to be with me." "I smiled and said I know he would." "She asked me to setup a date at our house to have Dante over for dinner." "I assumed she meant she would want to be with Dante. So the next day at work I asked Dante out to lunch. At lunch that day I told him that my wife and I had been fantasizing about a 3-way and I asked him if he might be interested." "Dante said, I don't do three-ways with any other guy. Me and two babes is fine. But I don't want any other guys getting horny and naked up near me. Then he said, I'd be willing to do your wife and let you watch. But you have to be tied up or something so I don't have to worry about you getting jealous while I nail your wife." "I thought about it and said, we want you to come for dinner Friday after work. I will talk with Sarah about your offer. I don't know what she will say, but you are invited for dinner regardless." Friday night came and Dante showed up right on time. Sarah had the dinner ready. She looked great in her short black dress even with the apron on. She served the roast beef, baby potatoes and carrots. She treated Dante like he was a visiting dignitary making sure he got extra helpings of everything. Dante had brought a nice bottle of Petit Sera "in honor of Sarah". I thought that was a really corny line but Sarah seemed to eat it up. We opened the wine and consumed it with our meal. Before we were through with our sorbet dessert we had also polished off a bottle of Chardonay that I had purchased for the meal. Sarah had started off the evening very hyper and tense. But by the time dinner was done and the wine was consumed she had settled down and relaxed. We had typical dinner conversation during the meal. It seemed like the most normal evening ever. Sarah still had not said if she was going to be with Dante. Smartly, no one pushed the idea or even brought it up. After dessert we adjourned to the living room and I offered to turn on a basketball game. But Dante suggested we put on some music. So I put on one of Sarah's favorite CD's, a mix of current pop music. Dante and Sarah settled next to each other on the sofa while I sat on my recliner across the room. They were turned slightly to face each other and it looked to me like their legs were touching just below the edge of the coffee table. They were having an animated conversation about the music. Dante was enthusiastic about Sarah's taste in music. He was talking about how he liked to go dancing. Sarah was complaining that she loved to dance but I never took her. This was true. I had not really been much of a dancer and usually preferred not to go. I had been impressed all evening with the way Dante had kept Sarah engaged. He was very smooth and not at all the crude and often boorish guy I knew at work. Dante asked if he could move the coffee table so he could dance with Sarah. I got up and moved the table out of the way. Dante turned up the music and they were dancing to a fast latin beat. They danced well together. I never really knew that Sarah could dance so well. She looked very tiny dancing so close to Dante. The next song was a slow one and Sarah molded her body to Dante's as they danced. He kept whispering into her ear and she would giggle or laugh. Her face was flushed and I knew things were going very well. Another faster number came on and then did some kind of Latin dance that reminded me of Dirty Dancing. They were like one person. I was very impressed with the way they could move. I knew I could never dance like that. After another fast number, a slow love ballad came on. Dante and Sarah held each other closely and when the music built he lifted her up with one arm around her shoulder and the other on her bottom. He brought her face to his and gave her a long passionate kiss. They were still swaying as he held her in the air like she was a feather and they kissed deeply. I saw that their tongues were entwined and searching in each other's mouths. After the song ended he carried her to the couch and sat her on his lap without breaking the kiss. His one hand was holding her butt as his other was starting to move slowly between them. I had a tent in my trousers as I watched this large black man seduce my wife. This is what I wanted. This was my fantasy. I think I was more eager than they were to see it proceed. After a few minutes that seemed like an eternity to me I cleared my throat and said, "Perhaps we should move into the bedroom." They broke their kiss and Sarah looked over to me. The she slid off of Dante's lap and slipped her hand into his and they walked, holding hands, into our bedroom. I followed along behind them like a puppy dog with an erection. When they stepped in the room Sarah turned and kissed Dante again and then said, "Excuse me, I have to get ready for you." She disappeared into the bathroom where I knew she would be putting in her diaphragm. Dante looked at me and pulled Sarah's dressing table chair to the end of the bed. He said, "Sit down." I sat and he pulled a length of cord from his sport coat pocket. Before I knew it my wrists were bound behind me and tied to the back of the chair. He took another length of cord and tied my ankles to the chair legs. He warned me, "Don't interfere or I will move you out of the room." Then he left and went to his car. When he came back he had a camcorder and tripod. He set them up beside the bed and pushed the record button. I said, "Sarah will never allow you to film her." Dante said, "You better not say anything except to support what I say. Got it? I need to film this to protect myself." I didn't know what he meant. Just then Sarah came back in. She was wearing a white silk baby doll with matching panties. I thought she never looked more beautiful. Sarah saw the camera and said softly, "Dante I can't do this on film." Dante smiled at her and said, "Sarah, this is different for me. I'm a black man and there are a lot of prejudiced people out there who would kill me if they thought I had forced this to happen. I just need the tape to prove this was all consensual. I will never show this tape to anyone. But I have to have it or I don't think I can be with you." Sarah frowned as she thought about what Dante had said. I spoke up, "Sarah, I think it will be okay. I understand where Dante is coming from on this. He is taking a risk and as long as he promises to never show anyone the tape I think we will be alright." Sarah sort of hesitated. She looked at the tent in my pants and then noticed I was tied up. "Why are you tied up?" I responded quickly to try and alleviate her concern. "Dante is concerned I might get jealous while you two are together. Dante and I talked this through already. He does not want me to interfere. I was not planning to interfere anyway. I'm okay with it. I wish I was not tied here. But I want you to be with him. Dante won't go through with this if I am not tied here or out of the room." Dante said, "Don't worry Sarah, you are a beautiful lady and I will treat you as my lover. I won't hurt you or your husband. I'm just not into a three way with another guy and so Bob has to be tied up or he has to leave." Sarah smiled and said, "Okay Dante, are there any other surprises I should know about?" "No, that's it. This is something I have not done before. I thought about it and these were the conditions I need so I will be comfortable enough to make love to you in front of your husband." Sarah sauntered over to Dante and pressed her body up against his looking up into his eyes as she pushed his jacket off of his shoulders. He leaned down and kissed her lips tenderly while she pushed the jacket down his arms. She broke the kiss and smiled back at Dante as she took the jacket to our closet and hung it up. Sarah was putting on quite as sexy show for her new lover and I. She came back to Dante and received a quick kiss as she pulled his shirt up and then reached as high as she could to pull it over his head and off. Her breasts were pressed tightly into his washboard stomach as she did this. She was so hot I was practically swooning on my chair. She tossed his shirt back over her head and it hit me in the face and fell to the floor. I'm not sure if she did it intentionally. But I felt like it was a message to me that she was Dante's, at least for the night. She swept her hands over Dante's chest as they kissed again and then she started to unbuckle his belt. I began to sweat and my erection was at full staff. Dante slipped off his loafers and Sarah pulled his pants and underwear down to his feet. She held them there staring at Dante's huge cock that was practically poking her in the face as he stepped out of his clothes. She pulled his socks off and he was completely naked as she was kneeling in front of him. She reached up tentatively and grabbed the dark pole in front of her feeling it hot in her hand as she gently stroked it's length. She brought the end of it to her mouth and licked the head and then worked her little tongue down the underside as Dante's cock brushed over the top of her head. Sarah lightly stroked the monster with her hand as she licked Dante's lemon sized testicles. I was wide eyed and panting with the overpowering image of my wife pleasuring this huge black cock. Sarah tried to get Dante's cock in her mouth, but the she could only manage to engulf the head of it. Her tongue worked the head as she stroked the rest with her hands. Dante reached down and grabbed one hand and pulled Sarah up to her feet. He lifted her in both arms and gave her a deep passionate kiss. He said, "Tonight is about giving pleasure to you Sarah." as he carried her over to the bed and laid her on her back with her head on the pillows. He stroked her the silk material covering her chest and he kissed her again deeply. Sarah has very small breasts. But her nipples are very sensitive and Dante's kissing and stroking had Sarah writhing under him. Dante crossed over to the other side of the bed and then untied the strings at the front of Sarah's baby doll revealing her tiny breasts. I did not realize it at the time but later it occurred to me that he had moved to the other side so that he was not blocking the camera. This guy was practically a professional porn star. Dante bent down and softly sucked on Sarah's small nipples as his hand slid down her stomach to stroke her pussy through her panties. Sarah was rocking her hips and grinding herself against Dante's fingers as she softly moaned his name. This was exactly the scene I had imagined. As Sarah's pleasure increased I was going crazy. The contrast of my small pale wife and this large muscular black man was so erotic. Dante peeled away Sarah's panties. He pulled them down her legs and off of her dainty feet. He casually tossed them back at me hitting me in the face. I felt a slimy streak on my cheek from Sarah's leaking pussy and I got a strong whiff of her heavenly scent from the discarded white silk garment. Dante dove his tongue between Sarah's wide spread legs immediately spearing his tongue into her leaking hole. He twisted his head and then licked up her cunt lips, over her distended clit. Sarah practically growled as Dante drove back down to her hole and repeated the stroke. Dante was devouring my wife and giving her both extreme psychological and physical pleasure beyond any she had ever experienced. He took his time claiming her body. He introduced one thick finger inside her and worked it for minutes as he used his thick tongue on her protruding clit. When he wormed in a second finger Sarah took it easily. Her body was open and ready for the next step. I was surprised when Dante pulled away and pulled a condom from his pants pocket on the floor. I don't know that either Sarah or I had expected him to use a condom. I expected Sarah's diaphragm and spermacidal foam to protect her. I knew Dante was most likely clean as he bragged about it at work every three months when he got his doctor's report back. It did occur to me later that he was probably always clean because he porbably always used a condom. He bent down to Sarah's open lips and took a few more swipes through with his tongue before he said to Sarah, "Why don't you start on top. That way you can get used to my size." Sarah made room for Dante to get on his back and then she lifted her leg over him with her ass facing me. She had to get up on her feet to get high enough to get over his cock. She reached back behind her and positioned the head at her opening and began to work the end into her. Since I was her first, I know she had never had anything close to that big inside her before. I was amazed that the head went in so easily. Sarah moved up and kissed Dante deeply as she worked herself back and forth on the end of his black pole. Slowly a few more inches worked inside of her. She had enough room that she was able to go to her knees and lay high on his chest face to face with Dante. He reached down and cupped her butt cheeks with his thumbs wrapped around her hips. He helped to work her back and forth on his cock and slowly sink her further down. Her nipples dragged across his hairy chest as he worked her body up and down. Sarah was panting like a thirsty dog and then she clenched and grunted with an orgasm before he had over half of his cock inside her. I code see her juices coating the rest of his penis as she pushed further down onto him. Dante seemed very focused as Sarah rode him. I had never seen a man with his control. Sarah pushed up and began bouncing up and down on his cock, grunting as he bottomed out inside her. I didn't think it was possible but his cock must have pushed her organs out of his way as eventually she reached the bottom of his long pole. She reached another small orgasm as she kept bouncing her body on his. Dante asked her, "Sarah, is this what you wanted?" "Oh God yes it's better than I ever hoped." Dante then said, "Sarah, did you ever think you would do this with a black man?" "N-N-no." she stuttered as she continued to work herself over him. "Now that you've got all of me inside you I'm going to roll you over so you can let me do the work for awhile." Dante held her by the hips fully impaled on his cock as he rolled Sarah to the bed. He then started making very long slow strokes in and out. His muscles were flexing and he had a sheen of sweat that made him seem like the perfect specimen of a man. Sarah had her legs wrapped over his hips and her arms around his neck as he kept slowly pounding away. "Sarah, do you want children?" "Oh yes Dante." she breathed back to him. My ears were burning as I wondered where Dante was going with this. "Sarah, would you like to have my child?" Her eyes were closed tightly as she said, "Oh yesssss Dante." "Sarah, I'm going to pull off the condom and cum inside you. Do you want that?" "Oh God yes Dante." "Sarah, tell me you want me to cum inside you." "Oh pleease Dante. Pleease cum inside me." "Tell me Sarah, tell me you want me to put my seed inside you." "Ohhh Dante, I want your seed inside me, I want your black seed inside of me, I want you to knock me up. I want to have your black baby." "When I pull out Sara, I want you to pull the condom off of my cock and put it back inside you." "Oh yess Dante I want your cum I want your black baby." "Do you want to be my baby making slut Sarah?" "Oh yes Dante, oh yes, give it to me. Give me your cum, make me your slut." "Okay Sarah here we go." Dante pulled back and his cock slurped out of Sarah's cunt. Sarah sat up, reached down and rolled the condom off of Dante's cock. She tossed the condom away and She grabbed the end of his cock and pulled it down to her slick hole. Dante quickly pushed his bare cock into her all the way to the bottom. He began stroking quickly and my shy wife began shouting encouragement. "Oh fuck me Dante! Rip me apart! Bury your pole in me and plant your seed, Knock me up! Make me your slut! I'm yours. Just fuck me!" This was the hottest thing I had ever seen. I was not able to even touch myself and I felt like my cock was so hard it would break off. Dante growled, "Here it comes Sarah. I'm going to knock you up!, I'm going to make you my nigger slut! Here it comes!!!!" and he buried himself as deeply as he could. Sarah squeezed him with her arms and legs as she screamed her orgasm while Dante filled her cunt with his seed. At the same time I came in my pants. I had no control over it. It just happened. I suddenly had a huge wet spot on the front of my trousers and my erection never flagged. Dante squeezed a few more strokes into Sarah slowly as he expelled the last of his cum inside her. They suddenly seemed to have no energy left as he collapsed beside her and his cock fell out of her cunt. Her hole gaped open like I had never seen before and his cum dripped slowly from the bottom of her cunt. Sarah was passed out for a few minutes as I caught my breath still not really able to comprehend all that I just seen. When Sarah came around Dante kissed her lightly on the lips and the forehead and then on her cheek. He complimented her on her wonderful body and her incredible sexiness. He told her she was the best he ever had and she ate it up. I was actually feeling proud that she was my wife. They laid and talked quietly for awhile. He said that she had worn him out and he had an early day tomorrow. "So maybe it's time we untie hubby and I get out of here. I would love to go on date with you Sarah. Maybe we can do this again sometime, with your husband's permission of course." Sarah laughed and mocked me, "Of course. I'd love to go on a date with you sometime Dante. This was the most incredible experience I have ever had. I did not think it was possible to be this good." "Trust me Sarah, we are just getting started. There's a lot more I can show you. But it will have to wait for next time." Dante noticed the stain on my pants. "Well well it looks like it was good for old Bob here too." He untied my wrists and said, "You better untie your own ankles. I don't want to get close to that nasty mess on your pants." Sarah giggled as she looked at my pants. Dante put the camera away and got dressed. He gave Sarah one last deep kiss and left. I tried to make love to Sarah after that. But she had no energy and her cunt was so loose I could hardly feel any friction. I eventually came but I think Sarah was asleep when I did. We slept in the next morning. When Sarah woke up she said her pussy was sore. But it was a good kind of hurt. We were both happy with the event and relaxed the rest of the weekend. The next Friday when I got home from work I found Sarah dressed as hot as I had ever seen her. She had on a short tight skirt, loose fitting blouse, and no bra. I asked her what was going on and she said she was going dancing with Dante. He had called her up and asked her out. Based on the way she was dressed I knew she had accepted. I said I would get dressed to go out and she said, "Bob, you would be bored. We are just gonna go dancing and you know you don't like to dance." I replied, "Well I could listen to the music and watch you guys dance." She said, "If you really want to you can come with me. It's no big deal. I just thought you would be bored." I sort of felt like she did not want me there. I was not jealous or anything. Just surprised they would make plans without me. So I said, "No, you're right. There's a game on I wanted to watch anyway. You go have fun dancing honey." She kissed me on the lips and headed out the door. It was early and we had not had dinner so I assumed she was meeting him to eat. I stewed a little and then took a shower. I decided I did not want to be alone so I headed down to the sports bar and watched the game and talked with some guys about sports. It was after 11:00 when I got home. I did not really expect Sarah to be there yet when I got home. But I was sort of hoping she would be. There was a message on our answering machine. It was Sarah. I could hear loud dance music in the background. She said she was having a great time and that Dante had invited her to spend the night at his place. So she would see me tomorrow. She said she loved me and that was it. She was gone. I got very drunk and eventually fell asleep in my recliner. At some point in the night I woke up and searched the house for Sarah. I knew she wasn't there. But I looked anyway. I went to bed and slept until morning. It was mid-morning when I got another call from Sarah. She was panting rhythmically when I answered the phone. I thought it was a crank call at first. Then Sarah said, "Bob, I have to ... have to stay ... want to stay long ... longer. I'll ... Oh God, I'll be home ... tomorrow. Oh he's fucking me soooo good." And then she hung up. I sighed and thought about it. And then I decided that thinking about it was the wrong way to go. So I tried to think about anything else. I did all these jobs around the house. I even did laundry. I had not done laundry since I married Sarah. I kept thinking about her and Dante and what they were doing. I was very worried I was losing her. I had another restless night on Saturday. It wasn't until almost noon on Sunday that Sarah drove in. She moved up the walk like a zombie. I opened the door for her and there was a tear on her cheek. I said, "Oh my God Sarah! What happened? Are you alright?" She was still wearing the short skirt and loose top. But it was just sort of hanging on her body. Her eyes were red like she had been crying. What little makeup she had on was smeared. There was crust in her hair and on her legs. She barely looked at me as she pushed around me and into the house. "I need a shower." she said softly. I followed her toward our bedroom. "Sarah, what did he do to you?" "I don't want to talk Bob. I just need to get cleaned up." She stripped off her top and dropped her skirt. Her panties were missing. She had a red scratch that went from her hip around and all the way down one cheek of her butt. There was dried crust all over her. She stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. She stayed in the shower over two hours. I listened at the door but couldn't hear anything but the water. I heard the water shut off and waited a little while for her to come out to me. But when she didn't I went into the bedroom and found her fast asleep. The next morning I got up and went to work fired up. I was going to find out what Dante had done to my Sarah. I confronted him in the parking lot. "Dante! What in the hell happened this weekend!" Dante said, "What do you mean? Sarah and I had a great time together." "Something happened! You better tell me what or I'm going to punch you out!" He laughed, "You're going to punch me out? You're not enough of a man to punch me out. Look Bob, Sarah and I had some fun. But we're done now. You don't need to worry about a thing. You take care of my little momma now or I'm going to punch you out and take her away from you." At that point I wasn't sure he couldn't take Sarah from me. So I put my head down and walked away. I stewed all morning and then decided I could not work with that jerk. So I went to the Manager and asked for a transfer. That's how you got a job. When I got home from work that day Sarah had our dinner ready. She asked me how my day was and carried on as if nothing had happened. I had no idea what to make of all this. When we sat down to dinner I was amazed at how nice everything was. The house was immaculate. The food looked fantastic and Sarah would not stop smiling at me and trying to make eye contact. After we began to eat Sarah said, "Bob, I can't tell you how sorry I am. I love you more than anything in the world. I made a terrible mistake, it will never happen again." I started to speak,"Sarah I". But Sarah interrupted me. "Bob, there are some things I need to say to you. Please let me finish. I made a huge mistake that I can not take back. I sort of took you for granted. Now I know how special you are. That will never happen again. I am committing myself to be the best wife to you that I can be. Whatever you say, I will listen to and obey. I know you are very special and I will always love you. I'm ready to begin a family if that's what you want. I want to have your baby. We can start tonight if you want. I want to begin as soon as we can. Please honey, forgive me. I will never stray from being your perfect wife." I was a bit taken aback by this. But it's what I wanted to hear. She was committing herself to me. Even though I felt like her being with Dante was really my fault she was asking me for forgiveness. I could not help myself. I told her I forgave her. I also told her I would love to start our family. We made love that night and every night for the next week. I could tell Sarah was a bit sore from her weekend with Dante. But she begged me for my cum and my baby. She would say a prayer before she went to sleep that God would give her my child. About a month later we found out Sarah was pregnant. We had been making love as often as possible. On the day we found out, my transfer also came through and I was moved to the consulting team. I was ecstatic and Sarah seemed happy. The doctor and Sarah figured out when we conceived and it had to be on one of the first nights we made love. Sarah kept her word and was the perfect wife. Even when she had morning sickness I would come home from work and find the house spotless and my dinner on the table. Sarah continued to make love with me whenever I was in the mood. Sometimes she would be doing the dishes and I would just hold her from behind and pull aside her panties or pull them off. She would hold onto the counter and bend over and I would fuck her until I came in her. I was in heaven. Even when Sarah was close to delivering she did her best to be my perfect wife. I was never so happy. Then the day came that she went into labor and we went to the hospital. Members of both of our families showed up to be there and see the new born baby. I helped Sarah through the delivery as best I could. When the baby came out black I knew what had happened. I didn't know what to do or how to feel. The doctor gave the usual speech about a recessive gene. Sarah's sister was in the room and told the families that the baby had dark skin. The Doctor and nurses were tending to Sarah. She was worn out from the delivery. She got to hold the baby briefly. She cried and said she loved her baby. The doctor said it would be awhile before she could have visitors. I decided I needed to go for a walk and sort out my feelings. I went to the waiting room and my mother gave me a hug. My father shook my hand but there was a question on his face that he could not ask. I told everyone that Sarah was fine but it would be an hour or more before she could see anybody. Her mother objected. I gave her a hug and said give her some time. I then walked out. My younger brother followed me. When we got outside he said, "So what happened? Did Sarah go rogue or what?". That pissed me off. I said, "Get out of here! You don't know what is going on in our lives. You don't know anything." and I stormed off. I cooled down on my walk. I decided that Sarah really loved me and I would be the best dad I could be. It bothered me a lot that our new baby, Patrick, was not mine. But Patrick deserved a good dad and if Sarah was committed to me, I would be committed to be a good dad to him. There was a lot of strife and confusion in our family. But Sarah and I presented a strong commitment to our marriage and child. We never told them what happened. Our dads both had a little trouble with the situation. But it did not matter to us. Eventually they both played the roll of grandpa to the best of their ability. Bob looked at me and said, "That's my story." End of Part 3 Send comments to b.fuzzy1@gmail.com 10443 2.25/512345

Toy Mom

TOY MOM -- Part 3 by Headhunter The four football players cajoled Kelly into putting on Heather's cheerleader sweater and skirt. Kelly, overcome with a momentary shyness, asked the boys to turn their backs while she pulled off her blouse and skirt and tried to put on Heather's uniform. The sweater went on, but was streched to the limit by Kelly's mature breasts. The skirt was only able to be zipped up halfway, but the sweater came down far enough to cover the gap of two inches at her waist. Once she was dressed the boys sat on the couches and chairs in the living room. With Kelly standing in the middle of the room they began to ask her to do cheers for her "favorite players, her guys, the guys who all loved her." A smiling and attention loving Kelly began the cheering routine that she had seen Heather do so many times. As she twirled and jumped the ill-fitting short skirt bounced, exposing her "everyday white panties" to the boys. Her generous tits shook like jelly under the too tight sweater. The "wildcat" logo on the sweater bounced in time to her cheers. Frank leaned forward from his seat on the couch, and as Kelly jumped up he grasped the edges of her panties and yanked downward. The cotton panties fell to Kelly's knees exposing her pussy and ass to the eyes of the excited ball players. As Kelly landed her encumbered legs threw her off-balance and Kelly landed hard on her naked butt on the floor. As she fell the panties sliped all the way off of one leg and she sprawled on her back, skirt around her waist, legs obscenely askew, panties dangling from one ankle. Jerome grabbed the panties off of Kelly's foot and with a smile lifted them to his face. He inhaled deeply and said, "Mrs. B. you got a sweet smelling pussy for an old white broad." "Butt naked Cheerleader, butt naked cherleader", the boys started chanting in unison. Steve helped Kelly to her feet, grabbing a handful of sweater clad tit, as he lifted. Kelly, without a trace of shyness continued her cheers, her skirt fliping with every move exposing her furry cunt with every movement. "Show us pussy, show us pussy...", became the new chant. While Kelly was the center of attention in the living room, Jake had rejoined Heather in the den. He quickly striped off his own clothes and pulling Heather to the edge of the couch, slid her panties down and off. He immediately noticed that while shapely heather did not have the heavy curves of her mother and her pubic hair was much lighter and sparse. But she was a real beauty. Hard body and perky rose tipped tits that begged out to be sucked. And suck them he did, alternating between the tender buds until Heather was screaming out in desire. "Do it to me, Jake", Heather hissed between clenched teeth. Jake rose over her body, rubbed the tip of his substantial member up and down her glistening slit and slowly began to sink his cock into her. Once in halfway his battering ram met the resistance of Heather's unbroken hymen. God! He thought to himself she really is a virgin. My cock is going where "no man has gone before." And boy is she tight. He lunged forward and felt the turged head of his cock meat tear the thin flesh as he sank into Heather until his distended testicles bounced against her ass. As for Heather she felt only a moment of sharp pain then a fullness that was unlike any feeling she had ever had. Due to her tighness and Jakes excitement he shot his hot jism into Heather immediately. The moistness of Heather's young ripe pussy, mingled with a small amount of blood and Jake's copious load of sperm, made Heather's passage slick and wet. Jake continued to stroke in and out, never losing his hard-on and thr illing Heather with each thrust. Soon she was falling over the precipice of her first orgasm while impaled on a male flesh tube. She had had orgasms before when she rubbed her clit and pussy lips, but never like this. The feelings were indescribable for the innocent young virgin. She threw her head back and forth before latching her lips on Jakes neck. She sucked hard giving him a big hickey. Heather tensed, then she howled her orgasm as Jake looked on wide-eyed. Damn I guess once these Beal women start to fuck they just can't get enough. Well I'm just the man to make sure they get as much cock as they want. Jake's mind started working overtime figuring out how he could use the mother and daughter. In the living room Kelly's cheerleader routine had the boys very excited. Frank and Steve had unzipped their pants and their hard young cocks pointed at the bouncing housewife. Her pussy was being exposed with every jump. Jerome grabbed the hem of the skirt and pulled. The half zipped skirt fluttered to the floor, leaving Kelly naked from the waist down. With lust filled eyes she glanced around the room and now saw four hard cocks hanging out of unzipped flys. "Do a split! Do a split! Do a split!...", began a new chant. Kelly not as limber as a teenager, tried her best. She rotated on her heels and let her feet begin to slide apart. She was able to get two thirds of the way down. The boys saw that she was loosing her balance and Steve and Frank each grabbed an arm holding her steady. Here was Mrs. Kelly Beal, wearing only a sweater legs spread as far as they could go. Her pussy cleared the floor by about a foot. Her muscles weren't strong enough to allow her to rise, an d the boys kept her from falling. She couln't move and was completely vunerable. Her face was at cock height as the boys stood around her. She stared at the four hard young cocks. All four were above average in length, and Jerome's was a dark purple, with a head that looked like a ripe plum. Kelly involuntarily licked her lips. Kelly's hips flared out from the pressure. The position she was in made her leg muscles tight, Her hips were shapley like a teenagers. Her heavy labia hung through her pussy hair and she could feel a breeze on the wetness forming at the entrance of her love canal. Steve reached down between Kelly's stretched thighs and began to finger her external pussy lips. Frank laid down on his back and while stroking his cock with one hand, squirmed under Kelly and thrust his face into her wet muff. He ate her pussy with gusto. Steve moved forward and slapped Kelly's face with his hard cock. She looked at the red cock with lust in her eyes. Without a word she opened her mouth to swallow as much of his tube steak as she could. With one boy eating her pussy and another getting a blow job, the boys knew that she was ready to be fucked. Still held in her split position, Steve pulled his cock from her mouth with a pop. Kelly's sweater was pulled over her head. The boys let go of her and s he fell over on Frank, her face hitting him in the crotch. She immediately grabbed the cock that had appeared in front of her face with both of her hands. Kelly pulled the velvet head between her lips. As she lay on Frank sucking greedily on his prick, the boys unhooked and removed her bra. Six hands lifted her up to the couch. Pulled away from the stiff cock she was licking, Kelly wimpered. Jerome rolled her over so she hung on the back of the couch on her stomach. Steve said, "its time to fuck good old Mrs. B. Lets fuck the shit out of her." The boys cheered and Kelly spread her legs exposing her cunt and asshole for the athletes. She moaned, "fuck me, give me your cocks, stick me, I want to feel your cum." The boys dropped their pants and with two standing at her head and two standing between her legs the gangbang of Mrs. Kelly Beal began. In the den, Heather lay in the after glow of her first fuck. Jake lay next to her absentmindedly thumbing her hard nipples. Jake rose from the couch and looked down at Heather. Her tits were red from his squeezing and white cum was visible in her sparse pubic hair. "Wait here, I be right back. Play with your pussy and keep it ready for this!" Jake flipped his soft cock with one hand and walked out of the room. Heather thought to herself as she ran a finger between her tight pussy lips, I'll be right here waiting for you Jake. Now that I know what I have been missing I want a lot more. Jake entered the room and laughed as he saw Heather's mother stretched over the couch. Steve's cock in her mouth and Jerome's ebony bone slipping in and out of her cunt like a hot knife through butter. Jerome looked up and said, "Hey Jake, this is great. None of the sisters can take my cock like this white momma." To illustrate he let go of Kelly's hips and put both hands behind his head. He grinned and pistoned his hips at blinding speed. Kelly grunted around the cock meat in her mouth and tried to match Jerome's thrusts. "See what I mean? This bitch can take a cock," laughed Jerome. Jake walked up to Steve and pushed him out of the way he dangled his soft prick in Kelly's face and she took the wiggly cock immediately betwwen her lips. "Suck me hard and make me hard Mrs. B. I want to fuck your daughter again." Kelly noticed a pundgent taste of both Heather's cunt juice and Jake's cum, but she was too far gone in her orgy of lust to realize what her tongue was lickin g off the rapidly expanding cock in her mouth. Jake pulled his cock fromKelly's mouth and with a swagger walked back to the den. Jake's now hard penis glistening with Kelly's saliva, bounced in front of him. He looked over his sholder and said, "take good care of her fella's, I've got to go hose down her daughter one more time." Steve took his place back at kelly's head and her mouth grabbed his cock. She didn't know whose stiff prick it was, she just loved the feeling of being filled at both ends. The boys took turn switching places. After a minute the cock in her pussy would switch. After a minute the cock in her mouth would be withdrawn and another take its place. Finally, the boys at her head stood side by side and let Kelly move her head back and forth spending time on each. Supported by the couch, Kelly was able to lift her hands and fondle the nut sac of each boy as she alternated her lips from fleshy prong to flesy prong. The balls felt warm in her hands as she rolled the hard scrotum between her fingers. Soon all four boys got near the end. Kelly was having continuous orgasms as eight hands and four cocks gave her pleasure she never though possible. They began to spurt their loads of white stringy jism into Kelly two loads in her pussy and two loads in her mouth. It felt and tasted delic ious. Finally, satiated Kelly pulled herself over the couch and curled up on the cushions, basking in the afterglow of her incredible orgasms. The four boys, with shrinking cocks, looked at the middle-aged mother. A dollup of cum on the corner of her lips and strings of white fluid leaking from her well used fuck hole. "God, that was incredible," said Frank. "What a slut", chimed in Jerome. The boys pulled on their pants and made plans to leave. "Lets check on Jake before we go", Steve suggested. The four boys quietly opened the door and peeked in the den. Jake sat facing them in a chair, legs spread, and Heather's pretty head bobbed up and down on his siliva slick love stick. He smiled at his teammates as they gazed at Heather's shapely ass that was pointed right at them. "Hey guys, I'm just teaching Heather how to suck cock. Shes not as good as her mother yet, but what she lacks in expertise she makes up for in enthusiasm." Jake grabbed Heather's head and continued, "now lick my balls awhile." The cock popped out of Heathers mouth and she said, "when are you going to fuck me again Jake?" "After you learn how to use that pretty mouth of yours darlin'. The sooner you become a talented 'cock-sucker' the sooner you get my cock inside your wet pussy." Heather immediately rolled her head to one side and popped both Jakes balls into her mouth. "Well boys if your done with Mrs. B. head on out. I'm almost done here. Sweet Heather, from virgin, to cock-sucker in 1 h our. Let me paint this girls tonsils then we had better go before Troy comes back. I don't think he would like us abusing his Mom and Sister like this." When Kelly finally made it to bed that night, she found her husband Bill snoring away without a care in the world. The gangbang in the living room hadn't even woken him. Jake had finished with Heather and left, remembering to take Kelly's video tape for future viewing pleasure. 16406 1.93/512345