If You Play With Fire You Will Get Burnt

If You Play With Fire, You Will Get Burnt [Black] By mkarl Story codes [Wife/interracial/unwanted pregnancy] Based on a story by nonon69@hotmail.com First, let me tip my hat to nonon69@hotmail.com for coming up with a very hot idea. Actually I have gotten turned on by almost everything the author has done and while his stories are really nothing like my own, I would still recommend anyone take a look at them for some hot turn-on value. Nonono69@hotmail.com originally titled the presentation this story is based on as `Getting The Second Wife Pregnant,' and the story loosely told the tale of how a husband had mistakenly allowed himself to get carried away by his interests into a situation where his wife is unknowingly impregnated by a neighbor. My own story will tell this story again but hopefully in my own `style.' Now on to the story. By the way, please don't mail nonono with any complaints about this story as it is all my own work other than just being based on his idea. If you do have any complaints sent them to me at mkarl2000@hotmail.com. Compliments are welcome too. It is official. As if I had any doubt the way my beautiful wife has been suffering morning sickness the last few weeks. As she has started to show just hints, finally was able to convince her to setup an appointment at her oyb/gyn. When Doctor Strangelove gave us the news, my wife was ecstatic but I couldn't help but feel the panic that everything had gone so horribly wrong. I guess if anyone is really going to be able to follow the series of events which have spun out of control on me and led me to my current predicament, I need to go back a ways and try to set the factors that brought me to this point. First, I know in these stories, that most readers will be wanting to get a kick out of my situation. So I suppose I am duty bound to try to describe my wife. Susan is a cute, little thing if I don't say so myself. I guess I am a bit biased as her husband, but she has long, straight dark hair and the face of a twelve year old. not with the baby fat, but just the supreme innocence. Susan kind of has the body of a twelve year old too. Her breasts are definitely on the small side, and her hips are small enough that I imagine childbirth is going to be hard on her. Not that she isn't enthusiastic about having this baby. I can only hope she will somehow understand when the baby comes out. I guess there is a remote chance that the baby will be mine. I mean, there should be no doubt at all. Susan is devoutly religious and very conservative in bed. We have been married eight years and love each other totally. She would never have considered straying from our vows on her own but the shame that I need to confess is that I am too much of a pervert to have been satisfied with having such a sweet girl so committed to myself. I could try to say it was the emptiness in our lives from having been so unsuccessful in my repeated attempts at getting Susan in the `family way.' I could just plead out my case that I had always been something of a voyeur. I could even attribute everything to the shameful admission that I am a little more racist than I care to admit, but whatever the reason behind my stupid actions, the results were the same, and now my very life is in jeopardy. Well. maybe not my `life.' This isn't any snuff thing or whatever, but I do think my wife isn't going to take it well that I totally betrayed her trust and ended up losing her to that nigger. I hope my language won't be too offensive, but I feel such animosity to Derrick now that I can't believe I actually allowed the nigger to ever be my friend. Derrick worked with me at the plant for the past two years and he seemed like a decent guy even for a `white' man. My first instincts with Derrick had been to not have anything to do with him, but as my own perverted interests in voyeurism had led me to a profound preference to renting vids where it was some `white-trash' slut giving it up to a nigger or two, I had strangely started to hang more and more with Derrick. We both love to play handball, and it was at the courts that I first saw that the myth about how `big' they are was proof to the old adage that `where there's smoke, there's fire.' It was definitely a very important piece of the puzzle that I was putting together to `heat' up my marriage life. As I mentioned in my brief intro of Susan previously, She was quite conservative in bed. When we first married, she wouldn't even allow me to leave the lights on. She was a very enthusiastic fuck, as far as her willingness to get passionate was concerned, but experimentation with such concepts as exhibitionism, and any suggestions of third parties in any capacity was met with total reluctance. If only I had left well enough alone. As the weeks of marriage became months, and the months slowly turned over to years; I became more and more obsessed with the idea of wanting to see how my wife would look being fucked by another man or even just showing herself off. I was so confidant in her faithfulness and committed love to me, that jealousy issues never entered my consideration. When my interests started to become more colorful and my friendship with Derrick took flower, he became part of the obsession. I just had to see him put that twelve inch cock into my wife. I had Derrick over to my house several times a month over the last year, year-and- a-half. I tried everything I could to get something to happen. From trying to get Susan nearly passed out drunk, to conveniently being away from home when Derrick `surprisingly' showed up, nothing worked. I never came right out and told Derrick I wanted him to fuck Susan, but I am sure he got the message in how I openly discussed her talents in the sack when we were alone. Maybe part of why he hung with me was the chance to nail my white wife? I guess as it turns out, Derrick was more than willing to have put a fuck to Susan all the time we knew one-another, so it must have been Susan all along that had resisted ever setup I had given her. I suppose that being so good and religious and everything, that she just never wanted to be unfaithful to me. I am such a bastard that I was finally able to figure out a way to overcome her reluctance without her knowing. The answer was bondage. It just came to me one day when watching a movie. If I could somehow get my wife interested in letting me blindfold her than I could secretly videotape us having sex. Ideally there would be a possibility that I might also be able to get Derrick involved, but like all good things, the ultimate realization of my most desired goal was going to take some time before it would come to me. I can't exactly remember how I was first able to broach the subject with my conservative wife. I do know that the first few weeks we played light with simple loose constraints and some mild spanking type fun. I couldn't believe that Susan seemed into the 'game' so much and the possibilities became all the more real to me. I bought a video-camera and took my first shots of Susan blindfolded with her arms bound to the headboard of our marital bed. Success was so sweet. My thrills of simply being able to pop a tape into the TV and see my wife on display was amazing. I couldn't remember being more turned on. I watched my tapes again and again, every chance I got. I guess it would have been impossible for me to have resisted the compulsion to share these first videos with Derrick. I still remember how casual the smooth nigger was as he simply sat on my couch and watched as I showed him my wife wiggling around on the bed and `mocking' the camera at how `helpless she was to stop from being raped.' My wife had a very mild fantasy about rape which she often combined with our growing fetish of bondage. She told me in real life that she would rather die than allow herself to be victimized but in her fantasies the rapes were like those silly romance novels she liked where the `victim' always got her rocks off in the act. Anyhow, Derrick watched what I had managed to record and than her asked if I had anything a little more `eXXXplicit.' I knew what the nigger was asking and told him the problem was that I couldn't operate the camera and do the trick myself. I was almost hoping that he would volunteer to do the `bedding' duties, but Derrick was too clever for that and offered to be my camera man. Well, I am normally more of a voyeur than an eXXXhibitionest, but this was an eXXXcelent development as far as I was concerned so I quickly conspired with Derrick that I would try to get my wife playing that very next Friday night. Derrick would wait outside and I would sneak him into the house. To cover things, I would make an audio tape of one of Susan's hottest `rape' fantasies that she would listen to through head phones to help her imagine that her `dream' was coming true. It was far more complicated than what I would have liked, but the end payoff would be worth any effort to accomplish. Than that fantastically fateful Friday night finally unfolded. I couldn't have scripted it better. Susan was so into my having made her the recording to listen to. I put the blindfold on her and than told her I needed to quickly go to the washroom. It was a little un-sexy, but it allowed me to let Derrick in. He was as silent as a panther as he simply followed me to the master bedroom and took the camera from me. My wife was squirming and started speaking `rape-talk' as she felt me on the bed with her. The only draw back is that I had a little `stage-fright' performing in front of Derrick. Susan is such a talented fuck though that her oral talents quickly had me ready to overcome my `shyness.' I guess I kept the camera in my mind for the whole fuck and made sure to repeatedly `pose' for particular angles. My `stage-fright' actually helped me last long enough to have a pretty great fuck with Susan. Anyhow, that was the first serious involvement of Derrick into the mix and the heat was smoldering, but I was desperate for more. Derrick revealed some willingness too although it was me that had to actually vocalize the unspoken desire we both shared. "Do you think we could get away with you fucking her. I mean if you're interested?" I didn't have to voice the question twice. It was decided to just go for things and see what could happen. The only real concern was that Derrick was about twice my size [down there, I mean.] Height, and weight wouldn't be a giveaway. Than again, the other factor that had to be taken into account was that Derrick was black. Even though I had no jealousy as far as being worried about Susan falling for some `affair,' I sure as hell wasn't crazy about getting stuck with someone else's bastard's mouth to feed. Call me crass or just practical, but I wasn't so far into the `fantasy' to risk it. It meant waiting almost nine days from out first agreement that Derrick would fuck my wife, but I wanted her at her most un-fertile time of the month. With my own `difficulties' in being a father, Susan had no need of protection. We couldn't have Derrick wear a rubber either. I told him that I wanted him to pull out, but even the risk of an `accident' made sure that I took what limited precautions that I was able to. Finally the timing was right. I had prepared an extra long tape. For interests sake, I had told her I would listen to it out loud and she could listen through headphones. My idea was that the tape would control the action and Derrick would do to my wife everything the `rapist' did to the damsel in the story. Susan loved the idea and agreed to go along with the story totally even though it called for her being spanked and pissed on. Derrick had insisted on the later detail and the idea was just so filthy I instantly added it to my most treasured images. I tied Susan and quickly went to get Derrick. He stripped naked on the way to the bedroom. His cock looked so impossibly huge that I feared my wife would know instantly that it wasn't me. I almost gave him the signal to stop but I was at heaven's door and the old adage that `nothing worth while was ever won by the timid' filled me with resolve that whatever the risk, I needed to take the final step the realization of this fantastic fantasy come true. Derrick pressed the play on both machines so the sound would be in-synch and than I quickly entered with my video camera. As the tapes rolled, and the `villain' began to ravage the `damsel-in-distress' I was able to watch the black stud begin sexing my wife. They tongue kissed and I had never seen her so passionate. Part of me wondered if it was just the situation with the tapes or feared that somehow she sensed deep down that she was with someone other than myself. If Susan had any suspicion she certainly didn't show it as Derrick caressed and licked every inch of her body. To my eyes he seemed better at eating her than I ever had been. While she had claimed to have had orgasms with me, I always feared she had faked them, but with Derrick there was no doubt. Susan screamed as she came all over Derrick's long tongue. I was trying to jerk myself off as I operated the camera and I came almost the same time as my wife. Derrick, meanwhile, was so cool. He wasn't even hard yet. Luckily cause I don't know about him but I never could piss with an erection. I guess I wasn't completely 100% sure how I was going to feel watching Derrick piss on my wife's face. A large part of me was just shocked that she had agreed to let me knew it. The thought that, had she known it would be a large-cocked black man that would actually be the one to piss on her face, she never would have agreed to take this `facial' was enough in itself to turn me on at how `forbidden' this act truly was. Also seeing that Susan's head was on `my' pillow let me know that it would be sleeping on the stains that night. As for the waterworks, they were spectacular. Derrick must have `saved' it all day cause he pissed like a race horse. As I zoomed in to catch the filthy urine spash-soak my wife's made-up face and begin her mascara running, I actually wanted to see her open her mouth, but she never did. Derrick shook his dick and hit my totally, unsuspecting wife in the face with his last drops as I got to smile at how `animals in the wild marked their property.' It was time for our first real test as Derrick was going to make my wife suck him hard next. I wondered if the nigger was as nervous as I was that my wife would freak at getting her mouth gagged on so much cock. I had told Derrick to only go in halfway but he was thicker than me too. If Derrick was worried at all, it sure didn't show. He put his cock to my wife's pretty, red, lips as easy as you please and slowly pushed in to her wet, `willing' mouth. My wife was cocksucking another man. Derrick held her by the hair as the tape instructed while I zoomed in for a close-up of just how huge his black cock looked as it slid sexily into my wife's mouth. It quickly became apparent that he had more than `half' of it in her, but there was nothing I could do about it. My wife seemed to handle it though as Derrick had all but around two inches in her at his deepest point. I was sure he was down her throat, but even though Susan gagged slightly, she just kept sucking. Test one had been passed. Or had it? The tape called for Derrick to untie my wife so he could turn her over to spank her and fuck her doggy. It was a risky play as Susan might suddenly pull off her blindfold if the strange cock in her mouth had alerted her at all. Derrick seemed cool as a cucumber but I was a mess of nerves as out little act played out. it progressed without a hitch. Maybe it would have been better if Susan had reacted at that moment. before this past month played out. I mean, I loved it so much when I watched Derrick first spank my wife's ass hard and than mount her and slam her full of his twelve inches for nearly an hour before he pulled out and shot his load of potent sperm all over her face. Susan had even licked some up which filled me with lust as I kissed her later that evening. In a way things had gone even better than my wildest dreams. Susan seemed to have no clue that I had given her to another man and she was hornier than hell with me even after Derrick had been shooed out and the blindfold had come off. I guess my fantasy had been realized and over the next few days I watched the video again, and again while having the most intense orgasms of my life. I almost wished I wouldn't have to wait a full month to make sure Susan was `safe' again to risk with Derrick. As it turns out, he didn't want to wait either. I had played with fire to heat up my marriage, and now I was to get burnt [black.] Derrick knew where I kept my tapes and he broke into my place when Susan and I were out. I actually noticed the tape was missing before the nigger had a chance to get back to me with `how things was going to be.' I was shocked. I think I even considered killing him. I guess that was never an option though. I frantically weighed the options and consequences between refusing this nigger [and having my wife get copies of every tape] or submitting to his obscene desire to attempt to impregnate her. Either way I was sure what the results would be except there was the smallest chance that Derrick wouldn't get the job done `breeding' Susan either. Yeah and maybe I am interested in that bridge you're selling too. Sorry, for something so sweet, my life sure turned to shit in a hurry. The revolting thing is that I am just enough of a pervert to actually get turned on my what has happened. I mean I never feared Susan would willingly leave me but she has basically been taken. Even though, Derrick has succeeded in knocking my wife up with the first, of what he claims to be several, of his spawn that he intends to fuck into my wife's fertile belly, perhaps my most shameful realization that my deepest regret now is just that I am not able to watch while the nigger had his several fucks with my wife each week. He has told me that he has no interest in having a fag like me watch him service my wife. I have to tie my wife up each night and than go stand outside in the cold night air while Derrick sexes Susan to both of their orgasmic bliss. My only solace is that my wife seems very interested in having me lick her out after she has been filled with her lover's nigger sperm. Do you think she knows??? Mkarl2000@hotmail.com March 20/2000 7151 1.38/512345

The Sister and the Mother’s Tale

The Sister and the Mother?s Tale by Black Dancer She awakened from her sleep by the jarring sound of the ringing phone. At first, Terri didn?t recognize her surroundings. But, as her head cleared she saw that she lay naked in a hotel room. As she lay there, she could hear the sounds of the busy street-life from the open veranda. She could feel the humidity of the late morning as the sunlight crept into the room and touched her soft white body. The phone call was the hotel office reminding her that she had asked to be awaken at 10 in the morning in order to get ready for her flight in 5 hours. A slight skein of sweat covered her tanned, athletic body as she lay there still in a slight stupor and unclear about how she got to the hotel. She recalled only that she?d been in Africa for several months collecting and buying art that she?d shipped back to her sister Ashley for their gallery. She rose and made her way to the bathroom, showered and washed her long blonde hair. She recalled that she had hired a guide to take her deep into the jungle where there had been some reports of rare tribal arts. She remembered going up river and hiking miles through the deep woods. But, she still couldn?t remember much of the trek and few details of the last weeks. The shower helped whisk away her lethargic feeling. Returning to the bedroom, she turned on her computer to read her e-mail. There she saw the dated e-mail from her sister Ashley. She had sold their gallery because some other opportunity had come along, it said. Nothing more was written. No details. No forwarding address. This bothered Terri immensely because Ashley and she had been so excited to enter this business together. It was so unlike her sister to not confide in her before taking action?.especially in this business venture where they were more than sisters. The gallery had been their dream for so many years since their parents had passed away. Now, she would have to return quickly to America to find her sister. She dressed in light, white cotton dress that accentuated her long legs and her tan. Then, she went down to the hotel lobby and at the main desk they informed her that they had shipped her luggage ahead a few days ago to a Galleria Africa as she requested. She had only the small suitcase in her room, the computer and her requisite travel documents. They would call a taxi for her in a few hours. Terri went to have brunch and returned to her room. Several hours later, the desk called and the cab picked her up at the hotel and took her to the airport. She noticed during these few hours how the many Black men who worked at the hotel, the restaurant, drove the taxi or were at the airport studied her. Terri knew she was quite beautiful and her blonde hair intrigued them. She also knew by the looks and stares they it quite clear they undressed her with their eyes. It didn?t make her uncomfortable though and she often returned their smiles. As she boarded the plane, her thoughts returned to her sister. It would be several hours crossing the Atlantic and a drive south before she?d have answers. The flight returning her to America and the drive south was uneventful. Arriving in the city, she found a room at a hotel in the downtown. She looked up the address of Galleria Africana and found that it had been moved to a seedier part of the city that she was unfamiliar with. She called and made an appointment with a Mr. Ngru Inu. Perhaps, she thought he could tell her more about her sister. Terri drove to the gallery. She was unfamiliar with this part of the city and found it a little intimidating. Galleria Africana had been relocated to the ghetto. She found parking nearby but even the short walk to it took her through groups of young Black toughs who leered at this beautiful white woman with long legs. She was glad to enter the gallery where a small Black dwarf announced that Mr. Inu was expecting her. He led her to a well decorated office behind which sat a tall, powerful Black man in his late 40?s. He seemed vaguely familiar to her but she couldn?t quite place where they might have met. She decided not to mention it. ?Welcome. Please have a seat.? He motioned her toward a chair. ?How can I help you? ?I?ve just returned from Africa and I learned that you bought the Gallery. I haven?t heard from my sister, Ashley and wondered if you could tell me more about the sale and where she might be.? ?I don?t know much and haven?t seen her since the transaction was complete. She only said that she wanted to explore other possibilities.? ?There must be some word. Some clue as to where she has gone.? responded Terri. ?Well, I want to help. I?ll tell you what I?ll do. I will ask my workers to review the transaction records and any correspondence. Perhaps, there is something. Why don?t you come to my estate tonight after business hours and I can tell you if they have found anything.? Terri thanked him and left. Mr. Inu also had the men bring up her baggage. He gave her the address which she found was several hours outside the city in a rather isolated location. She returned to the hotel and relaxed while waiting before leaving. She bathed, combed her hair and put on a new, low-cut black dress that she?d purchased. It early evening and she?d eaten before leaving for the meeting. She drove through the forested countryside before she found the gated estate. After announcing her arrival, the gates opened and she drove through a long, winding road before arriving at the entry. One of the men took her car and said he would park it. He directed her to go to the main door where she was met by the strange Black dwarf. He escorted her through the house to a very large sunken living room decorated in an African motif. He motioned her to the middle of the room where there was a large couch draped with zebra skins. He told her that Mr. Inu would join her soon. Terri didn?t have to wait long. Mr. Inu came through another entry way. He had changed into a loose African garment that accentuated his muscular build. She recognized it as one that a tribal chief might wear. ?Welcome, my dear. I may have some news about your sister, Ashley.? He said. ?I?m anxious to find out anything about her.? She replied. ?My men didn?t discover anything written but they have found a film clip that they think may explain her ?new opportunity.? ?Film? She never said anything about a film.? ?Well let?s not rush. I?m having a copy brought over for you to view and confirm if it is her. Let?s have drink. You know you?re very much like your mother.? He poured her a large glass of liquid and explained that it was from Africa. Terri took a few swallows. ?My mother?? she questioned taking another drink. ?You knew my mother.? ?Yes.? He affirmed. ?Let me tell you how I knew both your parents.? It began some years ago in Africa, he began. Your parents were very young then. Trisha and John were around your age then?.early twenties. They had attended a religious college that required them to go on a mission. They came up river to my village to teach us about god and to convert us. Our village was deep within the jungle and very remote. Your mother was very attractive. We?d never seen a white woman before with blonde hair similar to yours. She would teach English while your father would teach religion. After a few months, he learned of other remote villages and decided that he would visit them to spread the gospel far and wide. I gave him a guide to take him to these sites. Your mother would stay behind with you and your sister. You were about 5 and your sister only two. This gave you the opportunity to teach English and customs to our tribe. One day, you mother was with a group of our women and they were walking down by the river where I and a group of my men were swimming and bathing. We were naked as this was normal. We saw them coming. Before long, they were standing watching us. We all had erections but were waist-deep in the water. I signaled to the men to stand. Your mother was shocked by the size of our penises. She had never seen a Black mans cock before and ours were all 11 to 13 inches and thick. Embarrassed she urged the giggling women to return to the village. But, as they were walking back, she turned to look back in astonishment at our extended cocks. Our eyes met for a moment before she quickly turned away pretending that they hadn?t. I knew then that her interest had been aroused, that she wondered what it would be like to have such large Black cocks in her. And, I knew it would only be time before I entered her and she would serve me. Terri sat in silent shock at what she was hearing. ?Take another drink. I?ll continue the story.? Mr. Inu urged. And, she did. The following day, you mother was teaching class. I had all the men wear only very short loin-cloths which revealed their cocks. I could imagine the thoughts that must have been racing through Trisha?s head. She was nervous and began to describe ceremonies. I asked her about ceremonies and offered that we had several. I asked why we had to learn the white mans? ceremonies and she had never learned our native ones. It seemed to me that she should attempt to understand our culture so that she would be able to relate better. She agreed that she would take some lessons from the women on our rituals. I said that we had a major ceremony in a week. The women could teach her some things so she could participate. For a week, the women instructed her in a native dance. A week passed and it was the evening of the ceremony. The men and I gathered in the large ritual that accommodated some 30 of us and still left room for the dancers at the center. The drums and instruments began to weave their music and the women including your mother entered. They had dressed her in a native outfit like theirs. Her breasts were covered with orchids and she had a colorful cloth tied around her hips. Other than that I?d never seen her quite so nearly naked. I had also instructed them to give her a native drink that would calm her and make her more willing to participate. The women danced around the circle while the men chanted and the drums beat. Small fires and candles burned to provide a sensuous lighting. Your mother was unaware that this was a mating ceremony in which one woman would be selected to serve the men. I had already made the choice. Her white body undulated to the music and she began to abandoned her civilized, controlled ways. I signaled to the rest of the women to leave. Trisha danced by herself now unaware that she was the sole remaining woman among the men. I joined her dancecoming up from behind. Her body was warm with perspiration as I drew her to me our bodies moving in sync and intensity to the jungle rhythms. I had a small glass of elixor?an African aphrodisiac that I gave her to increase her sexual desires. She drank and continued in her frenzied dance. I knew that wetness and sexual desires increased in her pussy. Quickly, I removed the flowers from her breasts. My men and I were extremely pleased. Her white breasts were shaped like squash gourds?full and round with small pink nipples that had hardened. Her breast were firm. I began kissing her neck and my hands roamed freely over them and her warm soft body as my fully erect cock brushed her. I untied the small strings that held the cloth around her hips and dropped it to the ground. Trisha was now fully naked before us, her thick blonde pubic triangle and pink cunt ready for the taking. I guided her to the floor where she knelt before me on the animal skin. Grasping her blonde hair I commanded her to suck my cock. She took the tip and then I pulled her head forward until she had much of it. ?Suck it, white bitch.? I ordered. ?Suck it hard, my little white slave.? Trisha obediently complied taking in as much of my thick cock. When I was satisfied. We carried her to a small table. I re-positioned her on her back. I spread her lovely legs and began probing her pink wet pussy. She moaned and begged as I had never heard a woman beg before. ?Fuck me. Please fuck me.? She repeated over and over. ?Come in me. Stick your Black cocks in me.? I was first thrusting deep within her tight love channel. I was merciless but that is what pleasured and pained her. We all took our turns that night fucking her. She would be re-positioned so that we could enter her anus...something that no man had done before. We filled all her holes with our seed. She had become a sex slave to Black men. She had become our slave. In the morning, she awoke late and lay stunned, tired, ashamed and confused on the pile of animal hides. Her naked white body was covered with dried sperm. The room contained a small shallow pool of warm water. I was bathing and watching her. I signaled her to crawl over and enter the pool. On her hands and knees, she crawled obediently to my commands and entered. I bathed her and the warm waters had a healing property that took away some of her tiredness. I began kissing her and she responded kissing my body. I continued massaging her body and probing her wet pussy and she gasping spread her legs. ?I am your master now. You shall serve me as my property.? ?Yes. Master. I will serve you. I am your property and you may fuck me as you please.? I spread her white legs in the pool as she laid back against the edge and rammed her deeply within her love channel. Out of the pool, she knelt before me and kissed my feet. I drew her head up to my large erect cock again and she sucked until my sperm shot into her wanting mouth. Then, I took her to the bed of animal skins and fucked her as I wanted throughout the rest of the day. I had created teams of 6 men who would come each night thereafter to fuck Trisha. We used her throughout the evening and every evening. But, during the day, she exclusively served me. I fashioned a leather collar for her with some metal rings that I placed around her neck. With a lease attached, I would lead her around the village as she crawled naked on all fours. The villagers were pleased to see the white woman as she really was?.nothing more than a sexual servant and toy. When you father returned, he was devastated and left with you and your sister. Your mother continued to serve our sexual needs over the next several months. She became pregnant with a Black child but unfortunately passed away in childbirth. ?That is your mother?s tale.? He concluded. Terri was silent and in shock. The Aphrodisiac was taking effect. Her thoughts were clouding but she managed to ask about her sister. ?Yes. Your sister.? Mr. Inu said. ?I have a short film made of her. Let me play it for you.? He turned on the very large television screen as Terri watched. The film clip began with the Black dwarf inserting various dildos into the cunt and anus of a young blonde white woman. From the audio, Terri could hear the woman begging to be fucked and to have the dildos rammed deep within. She could not see the woman?s face but could tell she was quite young. There were several other Black warriors who gathered around. One of them lifted the head of the woman as her blonde hair tumbled down. The dwarf was now fucking her from behind. That?s when Terri recognized her sister Ashley. ?Yes.? confirmed Mr.Inu. ?Your sister has become a slave. She is a rising porn star. I?ve had occasion to fuck her several times. She primarily serves the dwarf but she is happy to have as much Black cock in her as she can get.? The drug continued to work on Terri. She wanted to get out of the house?to escape. She attempted to stand but her legs were wobbly. ?Sit back down, Terri.? Mr. Inu commanded. ?We have only begun and the night is still young as they say. Now, look over at the entry. I think we have found your sister.? Terri looked toward the entry and saw a young white woman on all fours. She was naked and her firm tits hung down. She wore a collar and was being led by a leash into the room. Her mouth had a riding bit in it and reins. The Black dwarf sat in the small of her bare back holding the reins in one of his hands and whipping her white ass with a riding crop. He brought her to the center of the room before Terri. ?Now, it is your turn, Terri. You don?t recall meeting me while you were in Africa. But, the guide brought you to our abandoned village?the very same village where your mother served me. And, you began to serve me there. Now, your lessons and training will continue with me as your teacher. You are beautiful. More attractive than your mother. And, you will replace her as my property. Do you recall the commands I taught you? Let?s see.? Inu to her and motioned that she should stand. He removed her black dress and it fell to the floor around her slim ankles. Next, her removed her bra to expose a wonderful set of firm white breasts. His rough hands flowed over them, squeezing them. Terri did not resist. Finally, he grabbed her thin, black panties and ripped them from her body exposing a thick triangle of public hair. ?Turn around. I want to show my men our latest conquest.? He commanded. And, Terri slowly turned to show her exposed white body. She had long slender athletic legs and she was tanned and in shape from weeks of hiking in the jungle. She became aware as she turned that the room had filled with strong powerful Black naked warriors who leered at her as the Black men she had met in Africa had. But, those men in the hotels, taxis and airports had served her. Now, she was at the initiation of her time to serve them. Mr. Inu removed his African garb. ?You remember meeting me in the village now? He asked her. ?Do you recall the sex we had during the time you were there? The drug, I gave you at the time blocked that time but now you should begin to recall your place as my slave.? Terri?s memories returned in a flash. She recalled where they met. The guide had taken her to an abandoned village except for the chief. She had been given a sexual stimulant during her meals and had been raped by Chief Inu. She had served him sexually for a week before he let the guide return her to the hotel where she awoke. She had also been given a strong drug to temporarily block her memory. Now, she was naked before him again but this time with all of his men. He forced her to her knees. Then commanded, ?Kruip. Crawl.? Terri crawled on all fours. Her large, firm breasts hung from her body. He whipped her with a riding crop and she cried out. ?Vra. Beg, white bitch.? He shouted at her and laughed as he continued to whip her reddening ass. ?Master, please. Please.? She begged. ?I?m your property. I will serve you like my mother.? ?Afgee.? He barked at her. ?Oopmaak!? Hearing this command, Terri laid on her back and spread her long white legs. ? Take me. Master. Fuck me. Fuck me like you did in the jungle hut. I will serve you.? Mr. Inu signaled to the men. Several of them gathered around her and lifted her to the large leather ottoman that was covered in zebra skin. Naked, she could see that their erections were huge and Black. They extended some 11 to 15 inches. Mr. Inu?s was the largest and thickest. He moved between her wet pussy and slammed his cock deep within her channel. He repeatedly plunged into her driving her wild with pleasure. ?So, big. So, big. Ahh. Ahh. Uumm. You?re hurting me. You?re ?..? her voice screamed as he lunged with all his power between her undulating white hips. Then, her tone switched, ?Don?t stop. Please fuck me. Fuck me. Please master. Shoot your Black cum into me. Give me your seed. I want your baby. I want to please you. My white body is yours. I?m your property. I will serve you.? She begged as her blonde head rocked back and forth. Other powerfully built Black men gathered around. Some shoved their cocks in her mouth making her suck until they shot their sperm into her. They took turns filling her holes and repeated the pleasuring and pain through the night. They also used her sister and traded between the two in a continuous orgy until Terri passed out. When she awoke in the morning, Mr. Inu stood over her naked white body. He had a lease and collar in his hand. ?This is your mother?s collar and lease.? He said as he fastened it around her neck. ?You are my property as you mother was.? He led her through the room and out to the pool at the back of the large estate. Her sister was there, laying naked in the sun with the dwarf and the other men. Terri crawled as he brought her to a bowl of food. It was full of cum?their cum. And, she was told to lap it up as a dog would. Eagerly, she complied to show that she was obedient. Inu had her enter the pool where she was cleaned. She recalled from the story about her mother that this was the process. And, what followed was a continuous pleasuring and entering of her love channel. She looked at her sister Ashley and their eyes met. Both acknowledged and knew that serving Black men as sex slaves was what they were happiest doing. They were their mother?s daughters. Mr. Inu and his men smiled as they looked at the two young white women. They knew these were the beginning of their conquests. Soon, there would be other young white bitches to be brought to the estate for training. There would be more porn films to be made. They would become rich in America. Mr. Inu looked again at Terri and Ashley as they lay naked in the sun. He smiled again at his white slaves. 8722 1.57/512345

At The Movies part 2

At The Movies 2 (Orgy, fmmmm, mm) "Hello...." "Bill?" "Yeah." "It's Tina. How are you? It's been ages since I talked with you." Tina. My God, Bill thought. Talk about a voice from the past. He hadn't heard from her in ages, and now all of a sudden here she was calling him. "Tina! Where are you?" he asked, excited. He'd met her on the Internet, and for a long while they'd corresponded just by E-mail. After he'd earned her trust he finally managed to convince her to let him call her, and they'd begun their "live" exchanges with a series of fairly civil, mundane conversations. Then one evening he had taken them to a new level, leading her slowly and carefully into some very sweet phone sex. Finally, after another long period of trust building, he'd taken her to dinner during a business trip to Buffalo, and they'd made love afterward. God had they made love.. all night long, doing things to each other he never dreamed he'd be doing with her. She was a goddess... centerfold material, with huge breasts, a trim waist, and a beautiful dark complexion to match her sparkling brown eyes and dark brown hair. Unfortunately, she'd decided to move to Hawaii for a few years, and he'd lost track of her. And now she was calling him again. "I'm here. In Atlanta," she said, sounding as excited as he was. "Do you think you could get away so we could get together? God I'm horny. I'm soooo fucking horny, Bill. You can't believe how wet I am right now, just from talking to you." "Oh babe, that sounds GREAT! Of COURSE we can see each other. Where are you staying?" "At the Swiss Hotel in Buckhead. By Lenox. I finally got a real job, and am doing pretty well at it, too. I'm in the travel business now, and I'm here on business, for a convention." "Fantastic. You do know what's near that hotel, right?" Bill asked. "Well hell, Bill, there are lots of things near this hotel. Which one of them are you talking about?" "Remember that adult movie theater I told you about? Where I go on weekends to jack off? It's practically right around the corner," Bill said, unzipping his shorts, taking out his cock, fondling it as he spoke with this young goddess. "Oh GOD, Bill. You know what would really be hot? If we could go there together. COULD WE? Oh GOD that would make me hot. I remember you telling me about how guys would sometimes bring their women in there and let other men play with them. Ever since you told me about that I've fantasized about going to an adult theater and having that done to me, but I've never had the nerve to go by myself, and I've never known anyone I felt I could ask to take me, either. Other than you, of course, you dirty old perv." "Would you really like to go there, babe? It can get pretty heavy. Although most of the men would be content just to look at you, some of them will want, and expect more," Bill said, his cock hard now, as he slowly moved his fingers up and down the long shaft, envisioning Tina in the dark theater, her naked body glowing from the light from the movie screen while men fondled her. "Bill, just thinking about it makes me so fucking horny I can't stand it," Tina said. "In fact, I'm... I'm touching my pussy right now, and it's sooooo fucking wet. Listen," she said, placing the phone by her cunt, letting Bill hear the audible squishing sounds her fingers were making as she masturbated for him. "Could you hear that?" Tina asked, breathless. "Yeah, baby. It sounds like you certainly are wet. So you really do want to go there with me?" "YES!" Tina screamed. "Yes, yes, yes!!! Can we go tonight? Right now? Can we?" "I'll be right there. But if you want to do this right, don't wear jeans. Wear a dress that unbuttons, or at least something you can pull up to your waist. Or if you get really hot, to your neck. Hell, wear one you can take off if you want to, and get ready for the hottest, most outrageous evening of your life, babe. I'll pull up in front of the lobby in... twenty minutes. Look for a black '95 Maxima SE with gold trim." "I know exactly what I plan to wear, and you're going to love it. See you soon, sweetie," she said, and they hung up. Within a half hour Bill had parked the car near the theater, and they were inside. Tina could detect the musty scent of urine and cum floating through the stronger odor of disinfectant as they entered the auditorium and it make her pussy tingle. This was so exciting, to be here, in this porn theater, with all these men, all the naked cocks she knew were all around them. Dim overhead floodlights beamed down on the first few rows of seats, but beyond them the theater was illuminated only by the light coming from the screen. As they stood in the aisle next to the first row, waiting for their eyes to become accustomed to the darkness, Tina heard the sounds of men playing with themselves, and she couldn't wait to begin doing it to herself and Bill. As her vision improved, she looked over into the rows next to them and was thrilled to see two men sitting next to the wall masturbating each other. They weren't even trying to hide their naked, stiff cocks, and when they noticed! her looking at them, they removed their hands from their dicks and let her see them standing straight up, naked, lewd looking, and very hard. Tina felt her stomach turn over, and she became almost dizzy with hungry lust. "Okay, I think I can see well enough now. Let's go sit down," Bill said, taking her hand, leading her down the aisle to a row just beyond the last bank of overhead lights. Quite a bit of illumination from the overhead floods still fell on them, and Tina was sure anyone who looked at them would be able to see anything and everything they wanted quite easily. Again, she was thrilled to think her naked body was soon going to be on display for whoever wanted to look at it. On screen Tina was excited to see one of her favorite actors, Peter North, performing oral sex on a beautiful brunette she recognized as Hyapatia Lee, another of her favorites. As Bill well knew, Tina loved cum... loved the feeling of it, the stickiness, the slippery texture, the nastiness of it as it splashed all over her body, and no one produced more cum than Peter North. "God I'd love to have him doing that to me," Tina exclaimed softly, relaxing a little more now that they were seated. Up until now she'd been anxious, nervous, even a little frightened, but now that they were comfortably seated, she began to enjoy the movie, began to get into it, into the feeling of it. And she began to get hot, very hot, and very wet. Next to her Bill slowly undid his belt, then unzipped his slacks, watching the screen as he lifted up and casually pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees. His long cock bobbed out from his groin area, and Tina could see it was already semi-erect. The dim light of the theater seemed to make his cock look somehow more naked, more obscene, and as he encircled it with his fingers, squeezing it, rubbing it slowly, Tina's mouth watered. Bill turned to her and grinned. "Want to help me?" he asked. Tina moaned softly, then reached for the cock, stroking it, the heat from its velvety soft skin familiar, exciting. Just as she was about to lean over and take it in her mouth two men entered the row in front of them, looking directly down onto what she was doing with Bill. Instantly Tina felt a flood of dewy wetness filling her cunt. Oh GOD it was so fucking hot to be doing this right here in public, with other men watching her. She almost came, just from being watched like this, and she hadn't even touched herself yet. Then two more men moved into the row behind them, and they, too, were clearly pausing to look at what she was doing to Bill. "No turning back now, sweets," Bill said, placing his hand on her thigh, beginning to slowly move her skirt higher, exposing her naked, smooth white flesh to the men in front and behind them. "Let's give them something to really look at, shall we?" "Oh God, yes, do it, show me off, Bill. Let them see me. All of me," she moaned, leaning back, slouching lower in the seat, staring directly into the eyes of the men in front of her who had turned around to watch them. She was wearing a simple cotton sundress that buttoned down the front, and as she sat there, panting with uncontrollable excitement, Bill turned toward her and began slowly unbuttoning the dress, starting from the bottom. As each button was released, more and more of the dress's material fell away from her body, exposing her to the men watching her. When she felt the cool air on her naked pussy, she groaned, audibly, and reached down to touch herself. "I... I'm sorry, I just have to do this... I have to touch myselffffff!" she gasped, instantly coming, crying out softly, mewing, making little squealing sounds as the excitement of her exhibitionism grew in her, making her hungry for more. "God DAMN!" one of the men in front of her said. "Keep going, man. Don't stop now, you're doing great. Show us all of her, okay," another said. Tina felt the warm breath of one of the men behind her on her neck, and she turned to see him looking down on her, his face just inches from her own. He was leering at her, but he was fairly attractive, perhaps in his late twenties or early thirties, with dark hair and clean looking features. Suddenly she knew what she wanted. "Touch me. Touch my tits. Please," she pleaded, her head rolling back and forth on the seat as Bill continued unbuttoning the rest of her dress. "Jesus!" the man hissed, quickly reaching down inside her neckline to feel her naked tits. Tina had wondered about wearing underwear, deciding at the last minute to go without it so her naked body would be available to these dirty old men, and now she was delighted she'd made that decision. The man's fingers felt rough on her tits, but the loving way in which he was caressing her was turning her on immensely. "Oh yeahhhhh," she moaned, feeling the last button of her dress being undone. She offered no resistance when Bill pulled the material away from her, leaving the entire front of her body totally naked and exposed. Raising her head off the seat, looking down, she saw her thick patch of cunt hair clearly on display now, and lewdly spread the lips of her cunt open, exhibiting for the men in front of her the wet, pink flesh of the inside of her pussy. One of the men slowly reached down toward her waiting cunt, and when she lifted up off the seat slightly toward him he confidently moved his hand lower, touching her, sliding two fingers inside her waiting, drooling pussy. "Oh God, yes, fuck me, fuck my pussyyyyy!" she groaned, feeling an additional man from behind her now playing with her tits. She looked over at Bill, and a man had moved in and was sitting next to Bill, playing with himself just as Bill was. "God you look hot, baby," Bill grinned, jerking his stiff cock up and down as he watched her being gently mauled by the men. "Touch him, Bill. Touch his cock. And let him touch you," Tina gasped, feeling her nipples being rolled between thick fingers, workman's fingers, rough, callused fingers. All around her now she heard the moans and sounds of masturbation coming from the men in front of and behind her. "Oh God I'm coming!" one of the men behind her gasped. "Do it on me. Give it to me!" Tina moaned loudly. "Oh God, REALLY?" the man asked in disbelief. "Do it! Shoot it on me!" she moaned, feeling the fingers in her pussy moving faster now. "Oh baby, yeah, take it, here... it... comessssss!" the man behind her said, standing next to her face as his cock began to ejaculate, spraying ropes of cum all over her tits and cheek. "Closer. Bring it closer!" Tina moaned, and the man leaned against her face, holding his cock on her cheek as it continued to erupt. Some of the cum splashed across her lips, and daringly Tina opened her mouth to taste it, turning now toward the cock, taking it into her mouth as it spat another huge gob of hot cum out the end and down her throat. "Jesus Christ! Look at that," a man in front of her said. "I gotta get me some of that. That is one hot pussy, man," another said, getting up, moving back into their row, moving in front of Bill and the man next to him, moving over into the seat on the other side of Tina, sitting down, massaging her tits, her stomach, her thighs, her cunt, then finally, eagerly, sliding off the seat, crawling over her leg to get between her thighs, where he buried his face in her sopping wet cunt, eating her, sucking loudly on her juicy pussy, smacking his lips as she lifted her legs over his shoulders to give him even better access to her spasming pussy. The other men in front of her caresses her legs and thighs. One of them took off her sandal and began sucking her toes, creating an intensely erotic sensation in her pussy. She was coming again now, coming fiercely, her cries so loud she suspected everyone in the theater must be able to hear her, but not caring, not caring about anything other than the intensely exciting sensations these men were creating in her body. Tina turned to see Bill's cock being fondled by the man next to him, and suddenly she knew what else she wanted to see. Grabbing the man who was eating her by the hair, she yanked his head away from her cunt and snapped, "Suck his cock. Now. Or you can't have any more of my pussy." "Wh... what?" the cunt eater gasped. "I said suck my boyfriend's dick, or you can't even touch me again!" Tina repeated. "Oh God, shit. Okay, fine." Then, turning toward Bill, he leaned toward him, towards Bill's cock. Tina reached over and took the cock in her hand, pushing the fingers of the other man off Bill's cock. Then she guided it toward the mouth of the man on the floor who had been eating her. "This is for you AND me, baby. I want to see this so badly!" she whispered. There were men all around them now, jerking off, still playing with her tits, and when the man on the floor began sucking Bill's cock, Tina turned to find one for herself. A black man was standing behind Bill, his thick, long ebony shaft pointing towards Tina's face. Eagerly she motioned for him to come closer. Then, when he did, with a growl she opened her mouth and took him inside, sucking on him as she watched Bill's cock being sucked by the man on the floor. "Oh fuck, baby, that's so fucking SWEET!" the black said, and Tina felt another of the men in front of her playing with her again. "Shit, baby, I'm coming ALREADY," the black groaned. Tina grinned to herself proudly as she felt his cock swell, then explode inside her mouth, delighted she was able to excite men so quickly that they would erupt just from contact with her lips. Quickly she pushed the cock from her mouth, spitting the cum out, feeling the exciting sticky wetness of it as it drooled down her neck while the cock continued to spurt jets of cum all over her tits. The man was jacking it off now, and as she looked at Bill, watching her, she saw him, too, coming, groaning, blasting cum all over the face of the man on the floor in front of her who had been sucking him. Next to Bill that man was coming, too, and Tina giggled, a wild, demented giggle as she watched the man's cum spurting high into the air, then landing on Bill's thighs. "God I love this," Tina moaned to Bill, on fire with lust as she wallowed in the depravity of what they were doing. "Now can I have more of your sweet pussy?" the man on the floor begged, wiping his lips. Suddenly a crazy, wild idea jolted Tina. On impulse, she said, "Sure. Or you can fuck me if you'd rather." Pushing the hands of the men fondling her off her cunt, she reached down and spread her pussy open for the man who had been eating her. "Jesus. Oh baby, yeah, I'd love that," the man said, sliding up her body, his rigid cock twitching with excitement as he mounted her, thrusting forward, stabbing at her cunt, missing, stabbing again in frustration.... "Easy, baby. Take it easy. Here... let me help you," she whispered, reaching down, taking the hard, twitching cock in her hand, sliding it inside her wet cunt. "Oh GODDDDDD!!!" the man groaned, feeling the white hot heat from her smoldering cunt as it surrounded his cock flesh. "Oh baby," he gasped, ripping his shirt up over his head, tossing it to the floor beside him, pressing his bare, hairy chest against her naked tits. Tina could feel the sweat from his chest on her body, and it thrilled her, thrilled her to be here, like this, in a public theater, watching and listening to porn stars fucking on screen while she was fucking herself, right here in the audience, fucking and sucking strangers, men she'd never met or seen before, letting them take her like a whore, like a slut, which she was acting like, and loving it. "Oh Tina, God, that's so fucking hot to see you like this," Bill moaned, playing with his cum- covered softened cock, unable to let go of it even though he'd just come, working on himself for every last ounce of pleasure, feeling it beginning to harden again as he watched this incredibly beautiful girl being fucked, watched as men continued to come on her, covering her with hot, sticky sperm as she fucked. It was unbelievable, and it was the hottest thing he'd ever seen, live or in films. Finally the man inside Tina began to come, too. Tina quickly pushed him off her body, forcing him to spend his cum all over her hairy crotch as she fingered the cum, playing with it, rubbing it all over her cunt, smearing it into her pubic hair, then rubbing it across her swollen clit, causing her to come so hard she screamed with pleasure, loudly, not caring who heard her, interested only in coming, hard, completely, which she did, her body racked with a continuing series of intense spasms, until finally, mercifully, she drifted off.... They were in the car, on the way home. Bill had waited outside the woman's room of the theater, standing guard for her protection until she had cleaned herself up as best she could. After several minutes, Tina had returned from the washroom looking somewhat fresher, having splashed water on her face and after refreshing her makeup. "God, that was some kind of orgy," she sighed, her head back against the passenger seat of the car, eyes barely open. "I feel so drained. I don't think I've ever come so hard... ever." "I know. On those rare occasions when I go there and see some gal fucking around jerking off a few guys, sucking, or sometimes even fucking other men, I really come hard, too. But tonight... with you... not just a cute girl, but a sexy, beautiful woman like you... to see you with all those guys, letting them play with you, letting them suck you, sucking them... even letting that guy FUCK you, my God, Tina, that was the most exciting thing I've ever seen. You're incredible, you know that?" "You don't think I'm a slut?" Tina pouted, feeling just a tinge of guilt over what she'd done. "Tina, what's a slut? Now I'm getting pissed off. I HATE that... using the term slut as a negative term. To me, a slut is a woman who gets into sex so intensely she does whatever she wants to make herself enjoy sex more. It's a woman who can let herself go completely she allows others to enjoy her as much as she is enjoying them. If that's a slut, yeah, you're a slut. But in my view, that's not a BAD thing. I think you're pretty fucking special, if you want to know the truth. Society is so fucked up over labels. 'Susie's a pig... Helen's a whore... Tina's a slut.' To me, those are compliments, not pejorative terms. I don't think there is anything or anyone more honest than prostitution or prostitutes. Fucking goody two shoe assholes condemn them in public, then those same guys go home and have their wives act like whores in the bedroom with them. Jesus. It makes me sick. Some of the nicest women I know are women most people would call 'sluts.' I told you about! tha t one editor of mine who does golden showers with me, right? Linda? Well you'd really like her. She's bright... has a journalism degree from Missouri... edits magazines. Yeah, I know, they're porn magazines, but even that requires a modicum of intelligence and talent. And if you met her you'd think she was one of the sweetest, nicest, classiest women around. Yet she is DEFINITELY what most people, including herself, would call a slut. And I think she's great." "Jesus. What set YOU off? I didn't know I was in for a fucking sermon," Tina grinned. "Well it pisses me off, you know? All these fucking holier than thou people who look down their noses at people who aren't afraid to enjoy sex in public, calling them nasty names. Yet these same people will 'fuck' defenseless people, very publicly, in business deals all the time and not think a thing about it. Makes me sick. I LIKE sluts. And whores. And people who act like them. So there. End of lecture." "So does that mean you aren't mad at me because I acted like a slut myself tonight?" Tina teased. Bill turned to her, exasperated, then realized she was teasing him. "No. I'm not MAD at you, and you know it. In fact, I wish you'd keep it up. All night." "What?" "Acting like a slut," he grinned, as they pulled into the parking lot of her hotel. "I can't get enough of you, babe, and the evening is still young. We have SO much to do to each other, and I can't WAIT to start doing it with you...." 4133 2.05/512345

Honeymoon Wedding Gift

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Soccer Mom Goes Cock Hunting

SOCCER MOM GOES COCK HUNTING Did you ever meet someone and instantly want to fuck their brains out???? I have, and you know what? An imagination is a horrible thing to waste. You see I got home from work one night incredibly horny. My husband on the other hand was more interested in going out with his friends and asked me to wait 'til he got home. We hadn't been getting along in the first place and I was ready to make up but now he really pissed me off. Frustrated as all hell, I decided that I would go out when he left and find my own fun. I was pretty convinced the bastard was cheating and I was tired of playing second fiddle. After all I was just too horny to sit at home and twiddle my thumbs. So I got a shower and put on a low cut blouse (sheer bra), short skirt and 4 inch fuck me pumps. You know the ones that say "Cum fuck me now!" I drove to my favorite nightspot and walked in. There at the end of the bar was an empty seat. So I went and put my stuff there, ordered a drink, and put quarters on the pool table. I figured bending over playing pool in this outfit would attract some attention. Out of the bathroom came a very handsome man. Dark hair and brown eyes, this tattooed dream was wearing a wife beater t-shirt and jeans. He looked damned good to a country girl like me. "Who put quarters up for a game?" he said in a very sexy tone. "Me," I said "Rack 'em!" he replied. I won the first game he won the next 4. Next thing I know the bartender is calling last call. Damn this night went fast. He told me he was in town shooting a video with his group and staying in a suite down the street. "You know the kind with a small kitchen, living room and king size bed" he emphasized. He asked me if I wanted to have a drink there with him. How convenient within walking distance. I said "sure". We finished our last game of pool and the last few sips of our beer, and headed to his place. When we got into the suite and he went to the bathroom. I was standing at the kitchen sink saw him coming from the bathroom. He walked into the kitchen when I turned to him and there he stood before me in his boxer briefs, and wife beater. "You don't mind do you?" he asked. "Oh no I don't mind, not one bit!!!" I replied with a devilish giggle. I turned back to the sink and finished putting water in the coffee pot. I felt warmth from behind me. Then I felt his hands sliding along the outside of my hips. He moved in closer to me I could feel his breath on my neck. "So you say your husband chose his friends over making love to his wife..... I would love to make love to his wife, do you think she would mind?" he whispered as he started to kiss the back of my neck, gliding his hand up to my full breasts. He hit my spot. Touch my neck and I'm done. I couldn't really say too much he gave me no chance to speak. Turning me so I was facing him I could feel his cock poking out of his boxers onto my skirt and it was not my husbands. I could feel the heat and girth through my skirt, this man was ready. Placing his soft full lips on mine he kissed me deep. So deep that I surely thought I had died and gone to sex heaven. I wrapped my arms around him running my hand softly over his back and ass. He got harder and I got hotter. He definitely was not my husband. I wanted to touch it right them and there. He unzipped my skirt, and slipped my blouse over my head. He then started to kiss my neck while sliding my bra straps off my shoulders. His hands were so soft they made my nipples hard just from their touch. "You smell so good!" he said "I wanted to do this to you in the bar so damned bad." Leaving a wet trail with his tongue he slowly worked his way down to my breasts, sliding the cups over so that he could more readily lick and kiss my nipples. I slid my hand under his shirt, his chest was nice and smooth. And I could feel his excitement in his shorts growing harder. I touched his nipples softly, he sighed. Stepping back from me I thought maybe he didn't like it. I was wrong. He slid his hands down to my panties and pulled them off. Boosting me up onto the counter he got down on his knees. He started at my legs and licked his way up. His tongue was incredibly warm and soft. The air that hit his saliva on my leg made it feel cool but I was anything but cool. Slowly he worked his way up to my inner thighs nibbling and sucking them as he went. I couldn't help but moan with sheer pleasure. That made him work harder. I wanted to feel his mouth on my clit, but he already knew that because he spread my legs and kissed the very inner part of my thighs. I was clean shaven so his tongue just slid across the outer lips. By now, I could feel my clit swelling and getting hot. He slid his tongue inside each of my lips then plunged it into my hot pussy. I couldn't help putting my hands on his head guiding him where it felt good. My legs started to quiver. And my body got warm all over. Although it was fun having someone eat me out on my counters I would much rather be in a big soft bed. So I could have my way with him too. So I pulled him out of me, told him to stand up. When he did I made sure that as I slid off the counter that I let my hard nipples touch his chest. I took him by the hand and led him to the king size bed. I went to the dresser and picked up a silk tie and a black silk scarf that was lying there. I asked him coyly holding the scarf, "Yours", he laughed and said "someone had left it at the video shoot". His eyes were watching me. As, he laid on the bed, I could tell he didn't know what he had gotten himself into. But he was about to find out. That's for sure. He went to say something. I put my finger to my lips "Shhh" I said softly, "You're going to be fine. Please let me please you in my way." He smiled and accepted my words. I walked over to him on the bed and took the black scarf and dangled it softly from his toes up. As I worked up his body I straddled his waist. His skin was warm, and his eyes were filled with excitement. His eyes we so gorgeous I felt like melting when I looked into them. I leaned forward and kissed his hard nipples. Licking and nibbling on the hard. I could feel his hands sliding over my ass. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass and it was huge. My husband was ok but this mans cock was fat, long and hard. It felt so good rubbing against my ass cheeks. I could hardly wait to feel him inside me but for right now it was his time to be teased and pleased. Somehow, being in control made this easier for me. I asked him to sit up and when he did he ran his tongue over the tip of my nipples kissing each one and then biting them gently. He pulled my face to his and kissed mepassionately. I was finding it hard to stay in control. There was such intensity in the kisses that they alone were enough to make me want to orgasm. I reached to the side of the bed and got the scarf and slowly place it over his eyes. I tied it around his eyes so he couldn't see me. I then asked him to put his arms in front of him and tied them with the silk tie. I instructed him to lay back and enjoy the ride. He did as he was told. I kissed his lips. Working my way down his body, I licked every inch of his body down to that little trial of hair that goes from your belly button down to your cock. I could feel his cock touching my tits. I kneed in between his legs. His dick was perfect. 10 inches of hard flesh, just waiting to be sucked and fucked. And I had the honors of doing this. I started at the base of his dick and licked my way up to the very tip. Running my tongue around the ridge of his penis listening to him moan. I took him into my mouth slowly working it in and out of my mouth. Letting it go deeper and deeper in my mouth. My husband always said I was the best cock sucker he had ever known, lol. As I deep throated him, he is going crazy at this point the only thing I can hear him saying is "yes, that feels so fucking good." There's this little thing every woman should do when she's giving a guy a blow job. When she's got his dick in her throat, she should take her tongue and work along the vein on the underside of his cock. This will throw him over the edge of ecstasy, he will surely blow his mind. I did this and well let's just say that I don't think he's ever had it done to him before because he screamed with excitement. "Oh my god that feels so fucking good, I don't want to cum yet. I want you to fuck me now!" he demanded. I eased my mouth up his cock, massaging it with my tongue as I worked it up and down. I then started to kiss my way up his body. I straddled him again teasing the tip of his cock against my clit. I couldn't wait to feel him inside me, but I still wanted to make him feel like he was the center of my attention. Slowly I let him go into me. Talk about instant orgasms, he was so large that he immediately hit the g spot and I felt like her was going to split me in two. The pain the pleasure in one sensation, hr felt so fucking good. I could feel my juices building up inside of my body. I started to grind on him, he would thrust his hips forward in sync with me, I was going to explode, I could feel my box getting tighter, wetter, and hotter as he thrust himself into me harder and harder. "Yes! You feel so fucking good on top of me. I can't help it your gonna make me cum, you've gotta go slower. I don't want to cum yet", he said while gasping under men. I felt so powerful on top of him. With those words spoken, I reached over to the end table and got my little pocket rocket. Every woman should have one of these too. Great for in the car and if you?re stuck in traffic. Talk about getting off while your sitting in traffic. Ok back to the story now. I turned it on and slid it down to my clit, and placed it in between my clit and his groin. All I had to do there is rock my clit along it. He said "OH baby your going to cum aren't you?" At that very moment my insides just exploded. I must not have tied D's hand's tight enough because I felt him pull me down on him. I was in full blown orgasm. He rolled me underneath him. And he fucked me so god damned hard I screamed. It felt so good. Every time he would drive into me my little rocket crashed into my clit. It was almost like electrical shocks going through my body. He was fucking me deeper and harder now then any man ever had. He definitely reached places my husband never felt. I reached up kissing him wildly. Our eyes were locked with such intensity. I could tell he was ready to go. "Cum for me, baby I want to feel you cum deep inside me." I said to him. With that spoken he pumped into me harder and harder, I could feel a hot gush of liquid flooding into me as he screamed out loud. I locked my legs around his ass and squeezed ever drop for him. When he was done, he kissed me softly slowly but with intensity. We laid together for awhile. When reality set in I realized that my husband could be home at any time. I told him I should go home now before my husband came home. He got up and dressed with me and walked me back to my car and kissed me so passionately. I gave him my cell number for the next time he was back in town. 11477 1.53/512345

My Wife's Private Poker Party

MY WIFE'S PRIVATE POKER PARTY We held our annual summer party at our house last July complete with family and friends and of course plenty of games, food and alcohol. But unlike the previous parties, this one ended a little differently from the rest, especially for my wife Liz. At around midnight, most of our guests had departed with only a couple of stragglers left behind. They happen to be two of my relatives, my brother, Bill, and my uncle, Tom. They were still downstairs in our game room playing poker. They were intense card players who were playing with real money and at this point in the evening, completely drunk. We let them stay as long as they wanted, to make sure they finished up their game. It usually ended when one of them lost all of their money or one of them passed out at the table. I was up in the den organizing some bills and my wife went downstairs to see if they were almost finished. We have an intercom system in our house, so a few minutes earlier, I had called down to them to see if they needed anything. Bill answered and said that everything was cool. After that response, he accidentally left the speaker in the 'on' position so unfortunately, I could hear them laughing and yelling after every hand. I almost got up to tell them to shut it off when I heard my wife arrive downstairs. Liz spoke up, "Hey guys, it's getting late. How long does it take for one of you to go broke?" They just laughed and then Uncle Tom said, "Honey, why don't you pull up a chair and we'll deal you in?" My wife answered, "No way. I can't compete with you guys. You'll clean me out. You guys are pros." My brother said, "C'mon Liz. If you want we could change the rules a bit to make it easier for you to beat us." My wife asked, "What kind of rule changes are we talking about?" Bill responded, "Well, if you don't want to lose any money then we could play for something else like for example, your clothing!" My wife just laughed and said, "You're a fucking riot, Bill. Let's be serious." He replied, "I am serious." She then shot back, "Strip poker?" Bill replied, "C'mon, have a little fun with us. We're the last ones here and it would be a great way to wrap up the night!" My wife said, "I'm not sure about this. What if your brother comes down here?" He answered, "He can play too if he wants. C'mon, you'll have a good time. Besides, we're all family here, aren't we?" She finally agreed, "Ok. But only a couple hands then I have to get back to some cleaning." Wow, my wife was going to play strip poker with my uncle and my brother. I had to see this for myself. I bolted out of the den and quietly crept down the stairs and stopped halfway and hid behind the jackets that were on the railing. Fortunately for me, the lights above the staircase were off, so they could not see me spying on their little card party. I got there just in time as the cards being dealt. My brother Bill was a year older than me, but slightly shorter than me and in pretty good shape. My Uncle Tom was turning 50 this year and was very tall. I am guessing he was somewhere close to 6'4" and he had a bit of a beer gut. Bill and Uncle Tom were both wearing shorts and tee shirts that night. My wife had on a strapless low-cut shirt that showed some cleavage and a very small miniskirt. My wife was a pretty good card player but I knew she was no match for these two card sharks. I feared she could be naked in four hands. My uncle started off as the dealer and everyone gulped down a shot of vodka before looking at their cards. My brother announced, "Here are the rules. We are playing 5 card draw. If you win, you get to ask someone to remove one piece of clothing. Shoes and socks don't count. If you run out of clothes, then you can either quit or play on with other rules." Everyone agreed and they looked at their cards. My wife took 3 new cards and my uncle and my brother took none. Bill said, "All right, lay your cards down." My wife looked down and yelled, "Yes, I win with 1 pair." That looked suspicious to me as it seemed like they threw the first round to my wife for some reason. She looked right at Bill and said, "Bill, let me have that shirt!" Bill took off his shirt and tossed it to her. Bill's chest was now exposed for everyone to see and he definitely trimmed up a bit since the last time I saw him. He traded his little beer belly for a six pack of abs. My wife seemed very pleased that she won round 1. They seemed to pull the same stunt on the second hand as my wife won again. She asked my uncle for his shirt. After he took it off, his large beer belly rolled out. It did not look like he had hit the gym in quite sometime. My wife accepted the shirt, smiled and said, "Are you boys getting a little chilly yet?" The cards were then dealt again and this time all three players took cards. After everyone revealed their cards, my brother yelled, "Three of a kind, baby! I win this time. Ok, Liz, let me have your shirt." My wife smiled, stood up and gave them a striptease by slowly took off her shirt. Underneath, she had on a white strapless, push-up bra that accentuated her 34C breasts. Both of the guys clapped and cheered as she twirled the shirt in the air and then threw it over to my brother. They both continued to stare at her chest as the cards were dealt again. The next round went to my uncle and he turned to my wife and spoke in a southern drawl, "Honey, I want that teenie miniskirt of yours, please." Liz spoke up, "This sucks. You guys are ganging up on me!" She stood up and slowly lowered her skirt. As she bent over, she intentionally gave them a great shot of her cleavage as she removed the skirt to expose her white thong panties. They again clapped as she twirled the skirt in the air and threw it at my uncle. Liz then piped up, "I need a fucking win here. Give me some good cards!" My uncle smiled and dealt the cards and they each took a couple of new ones. When the cards were laid down, my uncle yelled, "I win again! Hmmm, who should I choose?" He pointed at my wife and said, "Darling, I'm going to have to ask you for that little bra of yours, please." My wife hesitated and my uncle held out his hand and said, "Um, rules are rules." She swore and stood up and unhooked her bra and whipped it at him as her tits flopped about. She shook her boobs at them and yelled, "Get a good look, boys!". Both of the guys laughed and stared at my wife's tits as she sat down. My brother said, "Nice rack!" My wife just said, "Let me deal. I think you boys are cheating!" She took the cards and dealt them. After everyone showed their cards, my wife yelled, "Yes! I fucking won. Bill, give me those fucking shorts!" He stood up and took them off and he must have stared at my wife's exposed tits too long because he had a bulge in his boxers. She said, "Little excited there, Bill?" Both Liz and Uncle Tom laughed as my brother sat down seemingly embarrassed by the small tent that appeared in his lap. The next round of cards was dealt and remarkably, my wife won again. She looked at my brother and yelled, "Time to hand me those boxers, Bill!" He pointed at Uncle Tom and said to her, "Hey, why don't you take his shorts? I'm already down to my boxers!" She quickly yelled back at him, "I get to choose anyone I want. Those are the rules. So hand them over!" My brother seemed a bit pissed but he got up and lowered his boxers and his dick suddenly sprang to attention like a teenager. My wife had a big smile on her face as she stared at his unit, which was about 8 inches in length and probably about an inch thick. She said, "Very nice piece you got there. Too bad you're almost out of the game!" Bill sat back down and took over dealing the cards. Ironically, Bill ended up winning the next hand and looked over at Liz and said, "Payback is a bitch. Now give me that thong!" My wife's smile disappeared as she reluctantly stood up and slowly lowered her thong and whipped it at him. He caught it and immediately put it to his nose and said, "Very nice scent you got here." Both of the guys erupted in laughter as my wife flipped them the bird and sat back down. After the cards were dealt, and my brother won again. He looked at my naked wife and said, "Well, Liz. Since you are out of clothing, I will give you two choices. You could either quit like a baby or continue playing." My wife had a confused look on her face and replied, "How can I continue playing if I do not have any clothes?" My brother smiled and said, "This is where the new rules kick in. Do you or do you not want to play some more?" She replied, "I guess. What do I have to do?" He seemed very excited at her response and said, "I would like you to come over here and stroke my cock for 30 seconds." She smiled and said, "Really now. That's it. I think I can do that." I was stunned as she stood up and spit on her hands, knelt down and started stroking his cock up and down. My brother closed his eyes and breathed slowly. My wife stopped after counting to 30 and then sat back down. It was my uncle's turn to deal and after the cards were laid, he said, "I believe that is a win for the old guy. I'm sorry honey, but I must choose you again." My wife spoke up, "All right, what do I need to do now?" He replied, "I think I will raise Bill's bid a bit. I would like you to come over here and suck on my southern dick for 30 seconds." My wife put her hands on her hips and said, "Wait a minute! You still have boxers on...." My uncle cut her off and said, "Sorry, honey. I believe I won that last hand. Those are the rules. So how about it?" She reluctantly agreed, and my uncle pulled his boxers off and out popped his massive cock. It was easily 9 inches long and incredibly thick. My wife closed her eyes as she inserted the tip into her mouth. She proceeded very slowly, taking in only the tip and maybe an additional inch of that rod, before coming back up for air. She repeated this for 30 seconds and then stopped. My uncle seemed disappointed that the time ended so quickly but softly said, "Much obliged, ma'am." My brother grabbed the deck and dealt the next hand. He yelled out "Yes!" and pumped his fist when he saw that he won the hand. He pointed directly at Liz and said, "I choose you Liz." She retorted back at him, "Wow, big surprise on that one!" He said, "I, of course must up the ante once again. I would like you to come over here and give me a full blow job till I cream." My wife put her hands on her hips again, but this time I noticed a bit of a smirk on her face. She did not say anything as she got up and knelt down and grabbed a hold of his cock. Her tits were lying comfortably on his lap as she went to work. She started at his balls and slowly tongued her way to his tip and then proceeded to insert about four inches of it into her mouth. Bill started squirming in his chair. She continued to take in more and more of his cock on every downward motion. All of a sudden she managed to throat his entire member and held it there for a second while my brother grabbed the top of her head and said, "Awww, fuck. Awww shit!" She was going really fast now and my brother pushed down on her head to help direct his throbbing cock to the back of her throat. He yelled, "Oh fuck. You'd better stop! Please, stop!" She ignored him and only went faster making his cock disappear and reappear on every cycle. Finally he yelled, "Ahhhh! Fucckkk!" and at that point he must have let it go as she retreated about half way up his shaft to swallow the first wave of his hot load. I then noticed some cum leaking out of her mouth and down the side of his pulsating cock. After my brother stopped spewing, my wife took used her tongue to slurp up the spilled liquid. She then stood up and look at my brother's face and stuck out her tongue which still had some semen on it. She then gulped it down and smiled before returning to her chair. My brother just lay there, collapsed in his chair with his dick now red and limp. My wife said, "I'm starting to like this game. Deal again, Uncle Tom!" My brother said, "I'm out on this hand." She responded, "You wimp. Ok, Uncle Tom, it's just you and me." As they laid their cards down, my wife raised both of her hands in the air and yelled, "Yes! That's the way you play cards!". I wondered what she was going to make him do to top what I have just seen. She looked at Uncle Tom and to my surprise she said, "Time for me to up the ante. I want to ride that huge cock of yours, cowboy!" He had a stunned look on his face but happily responded, "Honey, it's all yours. You may saddle up at any time!" She walked over to him and grabbed his shoulders and climbed on top of his awaiting staff and then she slowly lowered herself onto it. Her face winced as she slid almost half of it inside before pulling completely out. She smiled at him and said, "I think you are too big for me. I don't believe I can get you completely inside of me." He just smiled and said, "Do your best, honey. You are giving an old man a real treat." She kissed him and smiled as he assisted her down his shaft again. I was pretty sure he hasn't gotten a hot piece of ass like this in quite awhile. She started pumping him faster and pushing herself down further. My brother looked over and watched jealously as his own cock had recovered and was now pointing straight up in the air again. Liz was pounding my uncle hard and then she said, "C'mon big boy, Take me. I love your cock! Jam it in there! Please! Come on, give it to me! I beg you!". He grabbed her hips and pushed downward while pressing his shaft upward and then I noticed my wife's face grimace in pain as her cunt was finally able to swallow up his entire cock. She yelled, "Yes, you did it! I love it! Don't stop! Fuck me! Fill me! I want your cum! I need your cummm!" She continued to pump him hard and just then Uncle Tom grabbed her back and held her down as he released his hot juices deep inside of her cervix. She broke from his grasp and started bouncing up and down again, screaming, "Don't stop! It's so hot! More! I want more! Don't stop!" She finally stopped after taking everything my uncle could give. She laid her head on his shoulders and both of them did not move for several minutes. That was amazing to watch my petite wife ride my uncle like a bucking bronco. Liz then stood up and intentionally let a large glob of milky white cum drop onto Uncle Tom's softened member. She walked over to my brother and said, "Do you think you can handle seconds?" He replied, "Don't you want to play another hand first?" She yelled back at him, "Do you want to play cards or fuck me?" He quickly chose the latter as my wife climbed onto the card table and laid down on her back spread eagle. My brother jumped to his feet and then slowly guided his rock hard shaft into my wife's cunt. He was able to easily bury his cock deep inside of her in one single thrust as the passage way was cleared by Uncle Tom's girth and moistened by his leftover juices. He started fucking her at a rapid pace as my wife grabbed his ass to pull him in deeper. She yelled, "C'mon, give it to me! Fuck me! Come on!" Bill was pounding her hard and I was not sure if the table was going to break. After several minutes of him jackhammering my wife, he made one final thrust and released his second load of cum into my wife's dark chamber. He just kept pumping away making sure his pipes were completely empty. He then fell on top of her and relaxed. After a minute or two, my brother got up and started to sit down, but she stopped him by saying, "Wait a minute, buddy. You're not done yet." She sat up and grabbed his head and pulled it toward her crotch. She then commanded him, "I expect you to clean up your mess now." My brother looked whipped at this point as he obediently started licking up his own juices and not too mention any remnants from my uncle. My wife arched her back and added some of her own juices to the mix as she orgasmed at least once. She then let go of his head which seemed to indicate that she had enough. My brother then fell back in the chair and closed his eyes. After about five minutes of complete silence, Liz got up and grabbed her clothes and got dressed while my uncle and brother just sat there quietly. She then turned to them and said, "I guess I am the winner because I am the only one left standing. Maybe next time, we can skip the card game and go right to the part where you both fuck me. I think those should be the new rules of this game!" Liz Chessy 17274 2.40/512345