Cheating Wife Caught On Tape

CHEATING WIFE CAUGHT ON TAPE I came home from work early one day and caught my pretty wife Laura blowing my best friend George in my own bed. My naked wife was draped across him with her plump tits lolling on his belly and her mouth sucking so hard on his big cock that her cheeks hollowed out on the upstrokes. The erotic scene gave me a spontaneous hard-on despite the shock of discovering my wife's infidelity. I quickly stepped back out of sight where I could watch them unobserved. Almost without thinking, my zipper came down and my dick found its way into my hand. I beat my meat as my wife and best friend unknowingly put on a live sex show for me. George told Laura that she was a great little cock-gobbler. His cock was so big that Laura could only suck the head and the ultra-sensitive area just behind it. With an unobstructed view of the action, I could see all of George's impressive manhood. His cock was the size of an ear of corn and his bloated balls were as big as a baseball. When Laura took his dick out of her mouth and pumped it with her hand, I was able to estimate its length. The shaft was about three palm-widths in length. Add in the head and you've got about ten inches. By comparison, when she gives me a hand-job, her hand almost completely covers the shaft. My wife's lover was at least twice my size! George pushed Laura's pretty head back down on his cock, whining that his wife Connie hadn't sucked him off in years. Laura stopped suddenly and rolled onto her back. I was very disappointed, and so was George, judging by his childish reaction. "I want a blowjob," he insisted. I wanted him to have one, too, and it was all I could do not to order my wife back onto his dick. "That's too bad. I need a good fucking!" My friend was finding out that my wife has a stubborn streak in her. What happened next was disappointing, to say the least. George mounted Laura, thrust into her pussy a half-dozen times, and ejaculated prematurely. His ass-cheeks snapped together and his legs lifted off the bed as he planted his seed. By keeping his legs together, George had deprived me of the pleasure of seeing the penetration. I silently cursed him for being so inconsiderate. When George dismounted, he had a look of panic on his face. When he glanced at the door, I feared that I had been discovered. I quickly jumped back out of sight. When nothing happened, I risked another peek. Laura had a look of disgust on her face. "Big deal!" she said. "I haven't had one that quick since high school." His disappointing performance was partly her fault. She had sucked on his cock until he was on the edge. She might just as well have sucked him clean off and then asked for a fuck. "I'll make up for it next time," George said, pulling on his clothes as though he were a fireman answering an alarm. "Larry (that's me) could be here anytime," he said. "He won't be home for hours," Laura said. "Get back here and fuck me again. I didn't get to cum." But George couldn't wait to get out of there. My wife wasn't the only one disappointed. I had planned to jerk off when George came but he had been so quick that I had missed the chance. As he hurried toward the door, I dodged into an adjoining room just in time with my hard cock still out through my fly. After his departure, I tip-toed to the bedroom door and peeked in. Laura had apparently decided to finish what George had started and was strumming her pussy as though the swollen labia were guitar strings. As I watched her writhe in orgasmic ecstasy, I shot my load into my hand. The next few weeks were some of the most exciting of my life. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. I had always been concerned that I would become jealous if I saw my wife fucking another man but that hadn't been a problem. Laura and I were far from being newlyweds and the jealousy I had experienced during our first few years of marriage has long since vanished. My goal was to have a front-row seat next to the bed as George and Laura frolicked in front of me. Better yet, I would tell them what to do to each other. One approach to reaching my goal would have been to suggest to George that we swap wives. His flirtatious wife was just as pretty as mine, but I found her to be genuinely annoying and had no desire to be around her, let alone fuck her. I'm in the security equipment business, so installing a secret video camera in our bedroom was child's play for me. I secured it in a lamp fixture above the bed and wired it to a VCR in the attic. The VCR was activated by a motion detector. Several days passed before I got anything. Then I caught Laura in a one-hour masturbation session. She used fancy vibrators and dildos that I didn't even know she had. At one point, she had a large dildo in her pussy and a smaller one up her ass. When I saw how much she enjoyed having both holes filled, I decided that someday soon I would team up with George to give her the real thing. The little slut came at least three times before she put her toys back in their secret hiding place. It was quite a revelation. I had no idea she was so into masturbation. Like me, George is self-employed and can take time off from work anytime he likes. I have a habit of taking Friday afternoons off, so they were careful not to schedule their assignations for that day. I had caught them fucking on a Wednesday so it came as no surprise that I got my first tape of them in action on the first Wednesday after I installed the camera. They went at it for an hour and George got the blowjob he craved. He also made up for his earlier premature ejaculation by fucking her long and hard and bringing her to orgasm twice. I gained new respect for my old friend. Although the video was incredibly exciting, it was disappointing in some respects. When Laura sucked his cock, her head blocked my view, and most of the time when he was fucking her, I couldn't see anything but his ass bobbing up and down. He fucked her doggy-style very briefly, giving me a better view. From above, his cock looked absolutely enormous. In spite of the tape's short-comings, I jerked off with it several times. For the next two months, I got my wife and George on tape every Wednesday. Then I put my plan into action. Laura and George's pain-in the-ass wife Connie are on the same bowling team and go bowling every Friday night. I invited George to come over on bowling night to watch a big hockey game with me. At the end of the first period, I asked him if he would like to watch a porno tape during the intermission. "Hell, yes," he said. When George saw himself on the tape, he turned as white as a ghost and nearly fainted! I told him to take it easy and not jump to any conclusions. "You can have my wife as many times as I had yours and I promise not to touch yours again," he offered. The panic-stricken man was practically in tears. I told him that his wife Connie had hit on me many times and that I could have had her years ago if I had been interested. "To be honest, your wife gets on my nerves," I said. "So what do you want from me then?" he asked. "I don't want you to keep your hands off of Laura. I want to watch you fuck her and maybe even join in." I didn't have to tell him that he had little choice. He knew that I would show the tapes to his wife if he didn't play along and she was just looking for a way to clean him out in divorce court. George, Laura and I had our first sex party the very next Friday. We were all a little nervous that first time. I made it clear that I would tell them what to do, and they agreed to go along with it. I started by having them lie side-by-side and masturbate to orgasm while I video-taped the action. Laura didn't mind, and even got out her dildo collection but George was very reluctant and tried to talk me out of it. "It seems like such a waste," he said. I insisted, though, and he finally got started. I suppose I just wanted to humiliate him a little. I tried to put him at ease by masturbating myself. Once he got started, he seemed to enjoy it. To make it even more enjoyable for us all, I let him stand above her and prove his virility by shooting an impressive load all over her beautiful body. Just the way they do in professional porno flicks. Since then, jerking off has become a regular part of our parties. As soon as they caught their breath, I had them do a sixty-nine with Laura on top. That scene is as hot as any I've seen in professional porno. My adorable wife looks like a porno princess with her pretty head bobbing up and down on that huge schlong. As soon as she had him hard, I handed her a ruler and told her to measure him. My earlier estimate turned out to be pretty accurate. His cock measured out at a very impressive ten and a half inches. "It's a keeper!" I said, trying to lighten things up. "Now suck him off and be sure to let me see the dick-juice," I said. I videotaped them from every angle and distance and at one point, I was between George's spread legs with the lens just a foot from the action. Through the viewfinder, I watched little rivulets of my wife's saliva trickling down his shaft to his balls. I reached out with my free hand and pushed her head up and down on his cock. They came together in a picture-perfect ending with Laura swallowing a little of his cum but letting most of it run down her chin, spill from the corners of her mouth, and best of all, squirt into her eye. I scrambled to my knees, jerking my cock furiously, and with nearly perfect timing, fired a wet volley into Laura's face and all over George's cock and balls. I somehow managed to get the proof of my virility on tape! George had cum twice and was anxious to leave. I reminded him that I expected him to give my wife a good fucking. He pointed at his limp cock and asked me how I expected him to accomplish that. "I came twice and that is about my limit" he said. "You shouldn't have made me jerk off." I told him to roll over on his belly. Then had Laura get on top of him and tongue his asshole. Laura's rim-jobs give me a hard-on every time and it worked for my friend just as it always does for me. For the final act, I had Laura mount George and ride him hard. She guided his big pussy-pleaser into her honey-pot while I marveled at how it stretched to accommodate him. I taped them for awhile then propped the camera up on a chair at the foot of the bed with Laura's pussy in the center of the picture. I lubbed my cock and crawled onto the bed. When Laura realized what I had in mind, she protested. "I don't think I can manage you both," she said. I told her I would stop immediately if she didn't like it then pressed my cock-head against her asshole. She gasped, moaned and chewed on her lip as my cock went through her ass-hole but she didn't stop me. I have never felt anything so pleasurable in my life. George loved it right from the start, and Laura soon got into it herself. My cock and balls were rubbing against George's cock and balls. I was fucking two people at the same time! "Damn, why didn't we think of this years ago?" George asked rhetorically. I didn't even last a minute. George and Laura groaned their disappointment when they realized I was shooting my load. At least I had the presence of mind to remember we were making a porno tape and just like a pro, I pulled out and hosed George's cock and balls. I immediately slid my numb cock back in and somehow managed to keep fucking, something I've never done before. The longer we stayed at it, the better it got. Laura came three times before we finished, and they were all strong orgasms. After thirty minutes, I pulled out and shot another load against George's balls. It was surprisingly sloppy considering it was my third. Shortly afterward, as I lay heavily on top of them, George pulled his cock out. My balls made a pillow for his cock-head as his warm dick-juice spurted into the crack of my ass and against my asshole. Every juicy detail was captured on tape. his happened seven months ago. Every Friday afternoon for six months, George, Laura and I have partied. Each time with fewer inhibitions. A month ago, Connie, George's wife, somehow found out what we were up to and insisted on being included. It turns out that her tight little pussy just won't accommodate her husband's big cock. Which explains why they both sleep around. The first thing I did was fill her whining mouth with cock. It's the only way to shut the bitch up. Even when I'm fucking her, she yammers so much that I want to tape her mouth shut. I must admit that she gives outstanding blowjobs and I am glad that she has joined in. In fact, she has turned out to be a better piece of ass than Laura ever was and I even pay her an occasional visit on my Friday afternoons off work. 25316 1.93/512345

The Enslavement Of A Sour Faced Bitch

THE ENSLAVEMENT OF A SOUR FACED BITCH By Dr. Bone Nancy Yang had made life in the office she worked at sheer hell. Sour faced , the young Asian lady was constantly sending work back to be corrected or making the staff stay to fix even the most minor of problems. She kept the books to herself saying she did not want anyone to ?ruin? them through their own incompetence. At five foot ten inches she was a lot taller than most of the men in her office. She wore no make up and kept her hair in a pulled back pony tail. Then one day the staff saw something they had never seen before, she was nervous. An auditor had come down to do the check the books and at first she had been snotty to him, the way she was to everyone else, until she realized who he was. Eric Stammers set himself up in a vacant corner office and started his audit. Nancy offered to help but he told her he liked to work alone. The whole week she was nervous and snappier than usual. Then just as Nancy was about to go home he said he would need her to come in on Saturday to help him. That Saturday she knocked on the door of his office. He had her sit down and adjusted his glasses then he said, ?Nice books Nancy, very concise and all, small wonder nobody knows that you stole over twenty thousand dollars from the company.? The awful truth that she had been dreading had come to light. Her fa?ade crumbled and she started to cry. He asked her why she did it. She said it was to pay to have her sister brought over to the United States. She had planned to put the money back. ?No that is a bad idea you double the risk of getting caught. It would have been better to just destroy the few bits of evidence that lead back to you and leave it alone. But that is hypothetical. What remains is what to do with you? Now I could alert the company to your theft and maybe they would let you pay back the money and then fire you with no jail time, though these days they are pretty tight on that. Or I could help you, but I would have to know you would not turn around and screw me over later.? Crying she said she would not tell on him, ever. ?Well this is America so you know it is a land of opportunity.? he said getting out from around the desk. ?But then again you don?t get something for nothing.? ?What are you doing?? she said as he locked the door. ?I can help you but have to help me out .? he said as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi-hard cock. ?Come on you sour faced bitch. You want to help your sister and not go to jail you gonna suck some of this.? he said. Nancy debated in her mind what to do. She first thought of calling the police, but what good would that have done? She would have gone to jail also. And she had to get her sister over here, so she had no choice, but the shame she would feel and?.she looked at his cock?the size of it. It was bigger than any she had seen. She thought it out and realized her would have to be quiet about it also. ?Well?? he said waving his cock. She slowly got down onto her knees. She steadied herself and then reached out and grabbed his cock and started to rub it as she got up the nerve to do what she had to do next. As she pulled on his cock it grew both in size and girth beyond anything she had ever seen. Like many woman before and after her she said ?It is too big!? He smiled down at her and told her to open her mouth. ?But first kiss it. Yeah give it a nice wet kiss.? she held his cock by her mouth and kissed it, it felt hot to her lips. . Then opened her mouth and took his cock into it. Tears welled up in her eyes, she knew she had done wrong and she must now debase herself doing this, she thought as she tasted his shaft. ?Mmmm! Yeah! Thought you couldn?t do it. Yeah! Watch them teeth girl.? he said telling her to look up at him as she sucked his cock. ?If the office could only see you Mrs. Sour-face now. Suck it good. Yeah.? he said undoing her pony tail letting her dark hair fall freely around her face. ?Yeah a little deeper. Much deeper there.? he said pushing his cock further down her throat, she gagged a little and he still pushed it further until she coughed. He pulled out and as soon as she was done coughing he pushed it back into her mouth. He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off showing his muscular chest and stomach. She had never seen anyone with six pack abs in real life. It turned her on more than she thought. Seeing she was getting into it he decided to push her to do more ?Play with my balls! Better yet lick them. Mmmm! That?s good. Now spit on the head of my dick.? she spit on his cock, a dainty amount of spit and he shook his head. ?No not like that.? he said ?Clear that throat. Yeah! All of it right on the head.? she spat a thick glob onto his cock head which she tasted as he shoved his cock back into her mouth. He reached down and squeezed her tits. ?Oh! Yeah pretty big for an Asian girl. I am going to enjoy sucking on them. He looked down and told her to jerk his shaft off while she sucked him. ?When I pop my load you going to take it all in your mouth! Don?t spill a drop!? he warned her. She could feel his cock twitch. Now she had given her boyfriend a blow job or two but his cock was not this big and she never swallowed but here she knew she had too. His cock twitched and then she felt his load splash into her mouth, she swallowed as quick as she could, she wanted to take his cock out of her mouth but knew she could not. When she was done milking his cock dry he let it slip out of her mouth. He offered her the rest of his ginger ale to wash down his seed. ?You will help me?? she asked meekly. ?It is already done but I need you to help me some more.? he said taking her into his arms. ?I want to feel that tight cunt of yours wrapped around my cock.? he said guiding her hand to his shaft as he kissed her deeply. His hands reached up her skirt and rubbed her wet pussy. Moments later he had her line up his cock and slowly pushed it into her, she had never felt so stretched out in her life, but she was doing it for her sister and somehow that made it more bearable. His huge girth brought her to the first orgasm she had ever had through being fucked. He had her lean over the desk as he took her from behind, the sweat from her tits leaving an odd stain on the fake wood veneer of the desk. He slowed the pace letting her feel ever inch of cock sliding in and out of her. ?You enjoying this you sour faced bitch. You enjoy having this here big black cock buried in your yellow pussy? Huh! You love it. I know you do.? He played with her, only fucking her with the first inch or so of his cock then burying it all the way into her. He got onto a chair holding his cock up. She went over to him, knowing there was no way out and sat on his cock facing him. He sucked her tits and kissed her as she rode his cock. ?When I cum it is going to be in you, do you understand?? ?Yes! Oh yes!? she said. He grabbed her hips and came deep inside of her. As she got off and started to get dressed, she could feel his cum run down and out of her. He showed her how to fix the rest of the books and erase the trail. Then he told her they had someplace to go. He drove her down to the worst part of town to a tattoo shop ran by an older black man. ?I want you to have something that will remind you of what we did today, so you remember not to have a fit of conscious and betray my ass.? ?I?m not getting a tattoo.? she said, for in her country it carried a stigma. ?No it is something else. Let?s go in back Bruce.? Bruce took out of his showcase a nipple ring that held a black pearl on it . Within in minutes her blouse was open and Eric held her left tit in his right hand as his left hand pinched her nipple making it hard. Bruce rubbed some powder on her nipple to make it numb, Nancy knew there was no going back at this point, she was owned by him. The needle pierced her nipple and the ring was inserted and locked into place. A minute later Bruce?s musky cock was jammed down her throat as she ?paid? for her piercing. One year later?? ?Crime pays.? thought Eric as he banged Nancy?s sister Kim. Her tiny tits shook with each thrust making the nipple ring with the black pearl flip back and forth. Nancy, now five months pregnant sat on her sister?s face as her pussy was licked by her cat like tongue. Eric would reach over and squeeze Nancy?s ripe nipples making milk squirt out over Kim?s tight stomach as he thought of the photo of Nancy?s other sister she wanted to bring over. They could not skim any more money off of the books, but there was always video to be made. He knew two pregnant and pierced Asian girls would be a best seller, as he came inside Kim?s former ultra tight hole. 6860 1.55/512345

Only Myself to Blame

Only Myself to Blame. I guess I have only myself to blame for the predicament I find myself in now. It was my fantasy and now it is my reality. But does everyone want a fantasy to become a reality? Below is my story and I hope you enjoy. I am 37 and so is my wife, Jenny. We have been married for 13 years now, and had very few partners prior to getting married. My wife is 5?10? tall and of average build. She has the best tits, being DD and they sit perfectly. She has great legs and maintains her pussy with only a small patch of hair above her slit. She loves to cum, and I love to see her cum. The only problem is that the only way she could come prior to our new life was for her to manually stimulate her clit. I am 6?4? tall and I maintain my weight by lots of exercise. I have an average cock about 7? long and average in all other ways. Our sex life was pretty good but after 13 years of pretty much the same thing I started to look around. I found a couple of websites, which gave me some ideas. This is where I found cream pies and cuckoldry. I found that whenever I read one of these stories I would get really hard and have to masturbate immediately. If I didn?t and we didn?t have sex that night I found it really hard to sleep. So I started to introduce a fantasy into my talk in bed. Initially I just used it to talk to Jenny when she was working her clit up prior to me fucking her. I would be sucking on her nipples and fucking her with my finger whilst she did this. I would talk about her lying there with a cock in her pussy, one in her mouth and one in each hand. These cocks were huge, much bigger than mine and they would use her as a cum slut. She would be forced to swallow the cum and it would drench her pussy. This seemed to get her off and make the orgasm come quicker. Jenny was always wetter when I talked like this as she was masturbating. Then I introduced a large dildo. This thing was 10 inches long and realistic. She loved it. She would suck my cock while I fucked her with the dildo and she masturbated. She would get so wet when we did this there was a large wet spot on the sheets. After a couple of months with the dildo, then came the porn. All these blokes were hung. Initially Jenny was not so impressed with the idea of the porn but after watching it for a little while she started to get into it. She commented on how she liked the look of the large cocks these blokes had and I found her masturbating as she was watching. This is when she started to close her eyes a lot when masturbating and started using the dildo herself. If I went away for work or anything she would tell me when we got back how she had fucked herself with the dildo whilst I had been away. All this was good for my sex life and I was enjoying the benefits, we were fucking more now than we ever had before. I noticed how the dildo was an integral part of our sex life now. I wouldn?t fuck her until she had been fucked with that first. A couple of months later is when the big shift came. I am reasonably tech savvy but Jenny isn?t, or so I thought. She always had trouble with the video recorder, and when we got a new TV it took weeks until she understood how to use the remote properly. So with this in mind I must have failed to take proper precautions. In all my searching the net for new ideas, I must have left a bit of a trail. I had set up hotmail accounts and all to enter all the sites with. Jenny found them and read the automatic mailings I was getting. I got home from work one night and she hit me with it. She was very quiet at dinner, and then after cleaning up she asked me to join her in the study, she had something to show me. As we were looking at investment properties at the time I didn?t think much of it. When I went into the study and looked at the computer I stopped. She had a couple emails I had received from erotic authors opened. These emails were ones where I had sent a letter saying how their stories of wives being fucked by large cocks and the husbands having to clean up the mess turned me on. One of them discussed how their story had led me to cum into my hand and taste test. Jenny asked if that was what I wanted? Did I want to fuck her and then clean it up? Did I want to have other men with large cocks fuck her then clean up their mess? I was silent so she came up to me and grabbed my cock. I was semi hard. This must have been what I wanted. This must have been how I wanted her to find out. I looked at Jenny and saw that she wasn?t angry. There was a look of something else in her eyes, lust. She stepped back from me and dropped the pants that she was wearing. I could see that she had shaved her pussy so that there was no hair at all. I could see the glistening of her juices on the lips of that pussy. She was turned on by the thought. She told me to get on my knees and lick her pussy. I did as she wanted. She grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face into her pussy and ground it against my face. I was so hard I thought my pants would burst and for the first time ever Jenny cum as she was standing there. She told me to get up. As I stood up with her juices on my face, she looked at me and told me she was going out to the club she would be back later and I wasn?t to wait up. I asked her if she was going to go out and fuck someone else, she told me she might. About 20 minutes later Jenny came out of the bedroom wearing a low cut dress that was extremely short as well. This dress stopped about 3 inches below her pussy. The look was to die for and I was semi hard as she came up to me. She kissed me deep then stepped back. She told me she wasn?t wearing any panties or bra but she was carrying a pair of panties just in case. A short time later she walked outside and into the cab that was waiting. I got into the shower. I was still hard, harder than I had ever been before. I masturbated in the shower but when I was finished I remained semi-hard. I couldn?t believe it, I had never been able to do that before. I went to bed and lay there. I couldn?t sleep my heart was racing my cock was hard. What would she do? Would she fuck someone or was it all a tease as a bit of a role-play? I guess I would have to wait for my answer. I must have fallen asleep after a while because I awoke to a car door slamming. The front door to the house opened and I heard a male voice and Jenny?s voice enter the house. I could hear her telling him to be quiet. I went to the bedroom door to listen out and I could hear them kissing. A short time later I could hear the unmistakable sounds of a zipper going down followed shortly after by sounds of sex. I couldn?t believe it not only was she doing it but she was doing it in the lounge room at the front of my house. He started banging her hard and she started screaming. ?Your so big?, ?God fuck me? and a heap of comments about how she loved his big cock. After what seemed like ages I could hear Jenny cum. It seemed more powerful than she had ever cum before. I felt for my cock and I was hard again. The only thing it seemed that I didn?t like was the fact that I couldn?t see what was going on. Then I heard a grunt followed by ?Fill me up, cum in my pussy. I want to feel it inside me.? Then there was silence. A little while later Jenny said, ?You better go my husband will be home soon.? The zipper sound again then the front door closing. I ran back to the bed and got back in. A short time later the door to the bedroom came wide open and in walked Jenny. She was naked and looked hot even in the shadows thrown by the streetlights. She walked right up to the bed and got on. She rolled my head so that it was looking up at her pussy and she said to me, ?Eat my pussy lover. Get what you have wanted.? I was reluctant, I wasn?t sure. She sat on my face and I had no option. Her knees were on my arms I couldn?t push her off. I started licking. At first I didn?t think much of it, it tasted just like her pussy always did, then I could feel her push down. That?s when the first salty taste hit me. It kept coming and coming. He must have dumped a bucket load into her pussy. When I had just about finished cleaning up Jenny started to cum again. I could feel her start to fall back a bit and it seemed like the orgasm was going to consume her. Her body was convulsing, her nipples were rock hard and she was unable to breath. I had never seen her cum like this before. When I had finished she rolled off me. I asked if I could fuck her and she told me only on one condition. I asked her what it was. Jenny told me she wasn?t getting up to clean herself up, she was never getting up to clean herself up ever again, I would have to clean her up. I looked at her for a second and then got on top and fucked her. I could barely feel the sides of her pussy with my cock. The previous guy must have been huge. After about 20 secs I finished, and dove straight down to clean her up. Jenny came again then rolled over away from me. The last thing she said before going to sleep was, ?You?ve only got yourself to blame. I hope you enjoy your new life.? And I do. 28454 1.65/512345

Pam Fucks Bryan Again

Pam Fucks Bryan Again The last story was Pam's own account of her first fuck with Bryan. I asked to write it all down and she did. Since that first time, she once again went back to Bryan for another fuck. She once again has written her own account for my benefit of another night with another man. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. Ron, Since you so much love to hear about my lovemaking with other men. Here is the account of my second time to be fucked by Bryan. You were such a good boy to stay at home and wait for me. I really love watching you lick his cum out of my wet pussy. So here it is, I hope you enjoy it. I know I did. Bryan called and invited me for dinner. I asked him the time and place and he said he would pick me up at 6:00. I accepted the invitation but told him that I preferred to drive myself. I liked to drive home alone after a night out with one of my lovers because I then could thing about the evening. In the past, I would thing about the different ways we had fucked, if I came and how many times and if they were good lovers. I considered this my quiet time. I seemed to compare my current lovers with the past ones. Some were better than others. The guys with the largest dicks always seemed to impress me the most. Their dicks felt so good filling my cunt and sliding in and out so many times. It is the greatest feeling to be filled inside with this massive dick. I guess anyone can tell that I like to fuck. I arrived at his house at around 6:00 pm. I am never on time. I have a lot to do before a date. I always make sure my cunt is pleasantly inviting for my lovers and the smell of my pussy juices mixed with perfume turns my lovers on .This in turn causes their dick to get as large as possible and more satisfying for me. Bryan was waiting at the door when I pulled up. He invited me in and kissed me and sliding his tongue into my mouth gave me a big squeeze. I kissed him back because I was glad to see him. I could feel myself getting excited by his kiss. I also knew that we would probably fuck tonight. He had dinner already made and in the oven . He had fixed steak and red potatoes and salad. He asked if I would like something to drink. I answered that I would like a glass of wine. I sat down on the sofa and sipped on my wine while he brought the food to the table. I had brought over a map of Brazil which I was planning a trip there in June with my boyfriend, Ron. I guess everyone wonders why I do the things that I do when I have a boyfriend. Things just happened that way. I would go out and find men to take home and fuck. I told Ron and he agreed as long as I would come home after my dates and he could fuck me and explore how the men had excited me. He would find me filled with semen and exhausted by the multiple orgasms I had had with the other men. My pussy was wet with cum, my nipples sore from their biting and sucking and the scent of them on my body. This seemed okay with him, but he knew he had no other choice but to accept my behavior. Bryan entered the room and I was sitting on the sofa. He put his arm around my shoulder and with his other hand rubbed arms and the top of my legs and thighs. He knew I didn't mind him touching me. I could tell he was getting turned on by his passionate French kiss. He then began rubbing my thigh and went up to the top and rubbed the out side of my cunt. This was just the beginning of a very passionate night. I was starting to wonder if we would ever have dinner. I was getting turned on by his rubbing of my body. I guess I was not suppose to feel excited by this other man but I was. He was making me feel good inside and I was thinking that fucking him might not be all that bad. He may surprise me and really got my pussy juices flowing. All this was nice foreplay anyway. I told him that I wanted to eat and we could continue this later. After all we had the entire night. I knew Ron wanted me home soon but he would just have to wait. At my seat at the table was a bottle of perfume he had bought while in New York. He said it was a gift and that maybe I could join him on his next trip. We finished our dinner and returned to the living room. I got my maps of Brazil and laid on the floor showing him where I was planning to go. While lying on my stomach on the floor he began to rub my ass with his hands. He pulled my skirt up in the back and rubbed my ass and between my legs. I then rolled over on to my back and we laid on the floor kissing with our bodies touching. I lifted my leg up and over his waist and pulled him closer and began to move my hips towards him. I could feel his dick getting large rubbing against the front of my pubic bone. He then asked if I would like to go upstairs where we would be more comfortable. I then stood up and walked up the steps towards his bedroom. I stood next to the bed and removed my skirt. He liked watching me get undressed because he never knew for sure if I was going to let him fuck me. When he saw me taking my clothes off he smiled and figured this was a step in the right direction for him. I had black lace underwear and short black top on. I laid on the bed and he laid next to me. We began to kiss and I could feel myself wanting to get his dick inside of me. He then stood up again and began to undress next to the bed and in no time was naked and back in bed with me. We began to kiss and I could feel my cunt becoming wet. He could tell by the movement of my body that I was getting hot and excited. I was French kissing him and rubbing his back and neck. He continued to rub my body and slide his hand inside of my underwear and when he stuck his finger inside of my wet cunt, I spread my legs. I was inviting him to do more and showing him that I was willing to continue this love making adventure. He knelt down between my legs and pulled down my underwear. I then reached up and removed my top and laid there totally naked with my legs spread and Bryan between my legs. He then laid on top of me and slid his dick near the opening of my pussy. I reached down and felt his dick and rubbed it against the opening of my cunt. It was very hard and I stroked it a few times. Bryan then laid on top of me and slid his massive hard dick in and moved his hips so that his dick was completely in. His hard dick filled my cunt. Since his dick was so hard and long I felt each time he moved it inside and then again out. He fucked me continuously and hard. I had my arms around his neck and held on for the next welcomed pounding of his body. I rode his dick and this made the fucking more enjoyable for me. He was sweating and very excited. He would moan and speak in Spanish. He would moan and move his entire body all over me. I was pinned under this hot, excited man with a large dick, who was there to fuck me and make me feel good. He was happy in this position and I could tell he was not going to stop until he came. I really enjoyed the pleasure his dick brought me. He finally let out a loud moan and his hips moved faster and I could feel his dick pumping the warm cum inside of me. He laid down next to me and kissed me. I rested for awhile and got up and went to the bathroom. Bryan's cum dripped down my legs. I remember thinking I hope there is still some left for Ron to lick out of me or he would not believe what I had been doing. I told him that I needed to be home soon and began to get dressed. He continued to touch my body. He didn't want me to go. He stood up and asked when we could meet again. I told him that I would call or see him at work and make plans. I got my purse and he walked me to my car. I drove away and headed towards Ron's house. I looked a mess. My hair looked like I had just got out of bed. My makeup was smeared. When I arrived at Ron's, he knew what I had been doing . If he was blind he would still have known because the scent of Bryan was all over me. I could still feel his presence. Ron asked if I had a good time and if I was ready for him yet. I again undressed and laid on his bed exhausted. He too undressed next to the bed. It is such a strange feeling to have two men in the same night and so close together. I felt like I was a fucking machine and was there just to give men pleasure. I knew Ron wanted to lick my pussy and taste Bryan's cum, so I straddled his face and he stuck his tongue inside of my pussy and licked my cunt. The cum dripped out of my cunt and into his mouth. I was again getting turned on and wanted to fuck him. I laid on top of him and rode his not so large dick until I came. I think I was caught up in the excitement of Bryan cuming that I didn't cum but with Ron I wanted to satisfy myself. I came and rolled over and let Ron fuck me until he too came. What a wild night I thought to myself. 5376 1.28/512345

Home Coming

HOME COMING Bt Wide One It was strange to come home after one of my trips and find Joan's car in the driveway but when I called out for here there was no answer and no kids. I assumed that she was at a neighbors' so I went to our bedroom so I could put down my stuff and take a shower. I was not prepared for what I found once I opened our bedroom door. There was Joan in a bra, garters, and stockings laying in bed in the middle of four black guys. All of the black guys were completely naked with their cocks in there hands while they were stroking Joan's body. I got an immediate hard on seeing her like this. I noticed that all of the guys were hung, all over 8 inches. Joan was busy talking to her studs and telling them to fuck her hard. With that, she grabbed the nearest cock and pulled him to her till the tip of his cock was rubbing up and down her mound causing her to moan. She then put her legs over his shoulders and had him slide his huge cock into her cunt. I was amazed at how easily he slid in as he was about 8 1/2 inches long and as thick as Joan's wrist. She must have really wanted a hard cock in her because she begged him to pump her hard and fast, which he did. In the mean while, Joan grabbed another cock and started to shove it in her mouth. She then grabbed the other two, one in each hand. What a sight. Joan was moaning with a big black stud pounding away at her cunt, one deep in her throat, and one in each hand. I came in my pants without even touching myself. This went on for a good fifteen minutes until the guy with his cock in here cunt had an explosive orgasm causing Joan to move up on the bed. After he got off her she pulled the cock out of her mouth and told him to fuck her as the first guy had. It was at this time, Joan noticed me. She asked if I was going to just stand there or was I going to join in on the fun. I had my cloths off in a flash. One of the guys that she was jerking off moved up to her head and started to rub his cock over Joan's face. Every time she tried to grab it in her mouth, he would tease her by pulling it away. He did this till she yelled at him to fuck her face. Which he proceeded to do. There was a flurry of activity with her being pounded both in her cunt and mouth at the same time. She was also busy jerking another guy and myself off. The contrast of Joan's hands around my 6 1/2 inches and the black guy's 9 inches across from me was striking. We both seemed to come at the same time. I was surprised that I came as much as the guy across from me. We both came in buckets across Joan's chest. Next, they told me to lay down on the bed. Joan was picked up by two of them with each of them having an arm and a leg. They held her for a minute while one of the others took some lubricant and smeared it all over her ass. Once fully lubed, they lowered her onto my cock until she was fully lowered onto my cock and it was planted deeply in her ass. It had been a while and I almost forgot how good it felt to be buried in Joan's ass. Once she was completely penetrated in her ass, they told her to lay back on me, which she did. They then had the guy they called Bull come over to her. When I got a look at him, I realized how he got his name. He was hung like a bull over 10 inches long and almost a thick as my fist. This cock head was the size of a plumb and almost that color. As he started to put his cock into Joan's cunt, she said that he was too big. Even with two loads of cum in her, he was still stretching her beyond her capacity. He told her to relax. He pulled out of her, grabbed a handful of lubricant and smeared it all over his cock. He slid the lubricant up and down his massive cock till it glistened in the light. He then took the head of his cock and rubbed it all over her cunt. He continued this till she was begging him to put it in her. As he pushed the head in, she gasped for air and started to come. As she was coming, he slid his cock in deeper into her. The feeling of having my cock in her ass and his cock rubbing my cock through the thin membranes was unbelievable. He continued to push deeper and deeper into her. She was coming continuously. When he was fully inside her, he just lay there till her orgasm subsided. She said it was the strongest orgasm that she had ever had. After a few minutes, he pulled all the way out then with one full stroke, slid it back in till he was fully buried again. He continued this for about ten full strokes when Joan started to have another orgasm. He did not stop this time, he continued to give her full 10 inch strokes of his cock. Joan's orgasm just continued as he stroked away. I was amazed that she could come for so long. All this time I was just laying there with my cock up her ass. As Joan's orgasm started to subside, I came violently in her ass. This set Joan off into another orgasm. Bull then picked up the pace. I thought he was trying to fuck her through me. His pace got even faster. Not only was his guy hung but he had been fucking her harder than I ever had for a full twenty minutes. Just as he was about to come Joan yelled at him "Fuck me as hard as you can with that black fucking bat". With that, he exploded inside her. He came so hard, that he pushed Joan off my cock. As I plopped out, Joan had another orgasm. One of the guys names stretch, he was 6'2" with a 8 inch cock that was fairly thin compared to his friends took Joan in to the bathroom, turned on the shower and proceeded to wash the cum and sweat off of Joan's body. We just hung around the bed and opened the beer that hey had. I was taking a gulp when I heard a shriek for the bathroom. I went in to see what was wrong. I opened the shower door to see Joan bent at the waist with slim pushing his cock up her ass. She apparently had dropped the soap and when she bent down to get it, Stretch decided to take advantage of the situation. He was moving in and out of her ass so fast it was a blur. Joan was actually trying to push back on his cock to ensure that he penetrated her fully. What a sight to see them move and have water flying all over the place. I told them that when their are done to come back to the bedroom for more fun. Once back in the bedroom she said she was only up for one more round as this had been going on for more than three hours. She told Bull to lay on his back. Joan proceeded to mount his massive pole, letting herself slowly get impaled. Once he was fully planted inside her, she told stretch to stick his cock up her ass. He lubed up his cock and slid it in her ass with a plop. The two of them started to move back and forth inside Joan. She told them to stop as she needed more cock. She grabbed one of the others and started to deep throat him. She finally motioned for me and the last guy to get on each side of her. She looked so happy having so much cock. As we all started to move back and forth, Joan started to have another orgasm. I lost track of how many orgasms she had had but each one seemed as strong if not stronger than the previous ones. The continuos movement seemed to extend Joan's orgasm. It took me only a few minutes more to come, so I backed away to get a full view of what was happening. Here was four black studs with a total of over 28 inches of cock filling all three of Joan's holes and an additional 8 standing by. Joan was just radiating sex as the three inside her continued to fuck her keeping her orgasm on a crescendo for more than fifteen minutes. She screamed at them to come. She told them that if they didn't come now, she wouldn't let them come back for more fun. Almost immediately all four of her black stud toys came in a flurry of movement. When they were done, they got dressed. I showed them out, telling them that we really enjoyed the evening and that Joan would be calling them soon for a repeat performance. When I went back in, Joan was coming out of the shower. She collapsed on the bed. I climbed in and we snuggled together. She turned and asked me if what had happened was what I had fantasized about. I told her yes and that I loved her. With that we drifted off to sleep in each others arms. 4591 1.46/512345

Mother And Daughter

MOTHER AND DAUGHTER The story sounded like it came from a braggart who would tell you whatever he believed you would believe just as long as it made him look like a stud, except that I knew the man telling the story and I believed him. I was having lunch with an old friend from my army days. Jeff was in from Boston for a sales convention and we had arranged to meet for lunch at the same hotel where he was staying. The conversation covered every subject under the sun and when I got to the point where I asked him how his wife was he gave a loud snort and told me that she was long gone. "Came home from work early one day and found her in bed with two guys. I kicked her ass out and I haven't seen her since." So then I asked how his love life was and he smiled and said, "Never better. In fact, you might even call it splendid. There seems to be something about an unmarried man of my age that attracts some women and I've learned to make the most of it. As a matter of fact, I got to do something a few weeks back that most men can only dream about." He saw the interest on my face and said, "I got to make love to a mother and daughter on the same weekend." I chuckled, "Oh boy, this one I've got to hear." It was at a symposium that Jeff's company was sponsoring and Jeff had been tasked with giving a talk on ISO 9000. He had gotten to the hotel where the symposium was being held a little early so he went into the hotel bar for a quick beer. As soon as his eyes had gotten accustomed to the low light level he noticed a strikingly beautiful woman sitting by herself at a table. Ever the opportunist he walked over to the table and asked her if he could join her. She had smiled and said that he could, but that it might be for only a moment or two as she was waiting for her daughter to join her. They made small talk and he commented on the fact that he rarely saw a woman of her beauty in the bar so early in the day. The woman raised an eyebrow at that and said, "Oh? You spend a lot of time in here early in the day?" He laughed and explained why he was there and told her that his company regularly used the hotel for such affairs. More small talk and then he had asked her to have dinner with him and she had said that she would have loved to, but that she didn't think that her husband would approve. Jeff had laughed and said: "Bring him along. It will be a small price to pay for being able to look at you." She said that it wouldn't be possible because her husband wasn't traveling with her. More small talk and finally she agreed to meet him for a drink when she and her daughter got back from shopping. About that time the daughter showed up and he had excused himself. At four he was sitting at a table in the bar when the woman and her daughter came into the bar and joined him. It was Happy Hour and the three of them drank and talked until six and then he had taken both of them to dinner. After a leisurely meal, accompanied by several glasses of wine, they went back to the bar where a small band was setting up and they had more to drink while he took turns dancing with both mother and daughter. About ten the daughter said she wasn't feeling well and she left to go up to her room. Jeff and the woman danced and drank some more and about midnight the woman had said she'd had enough fun for one night and Jeff had walked her to her room. At the door the woman had turned to him and thanked him for keeping her company that night: "Sorry I can't ask you in, but I think that's some thing my husband wouldn't approve of." Jeff said that he had expected as much and then he had bent and kissed her. She had responded and one thing had led to another and then they were in the woman's room and were undressing each other. "God was she beautiful. She had a nice tight body just made for fucking and as an added bonus she had on nylons, garter belt, and high heels, "My absolute favorite turn on." She led him to the bed and then things got energetic. They went sixty-nine on each other, fucked three times, and when he left her room at three in the morning he was tired out. He asked if he could see her again the next night, but she said they were leaving in the morning to visit relatives. As the woman's door closed behind him and he turned to go down the hall the door to the next room opened and a hand shot out, clutched his arm and pulled him into the room. It was the daughter. She was nervous and her hands were shaking as she stood there in her baby-doll pajamas looking every bit as sexy as her mother had. "I saw you" she said, "I saw you and my mother" and she pointed at the connecting door. "I saw you on your knees licking her pussy" and she glanced nervously at the bed. "My husband won't do that for me and he won't let me do it for him either. Will you do it for me?" He had eaten the daughter's pussy, and had let her suck his cock and they had fucked twice. She had wanted to go again, but Jeff wanted to be gone before the mother woke up and found him with her daughter. "God, but they were a pair and I'm never going to forget them. Even if the two of them hadn't fucked me damn near to death I wouldn't forget them because they both had names out of the ordinary. The mother's name was Chloe and the daughter was Anastasia. But I'm not done yet" he said. He left the hotel and went home to pick up his golf clubs and headed for Hyannis Port. He was playing in a charity golf tournament that weekend and he was going to stay with his cousin and her husband Paul while he was there. He and Paul took off for the golf course and when they got back to the house five hours later he was introduced to Paul's cousin, who was also going to spend the weekend. It was Chloe and a minute later Anastasia walked in. There was an awkward moment or two before Paul suggested they have cocktails and then things began to lighten up a little. "It was hard trying to work out the logistics. I couldn't let my cousin or Paul know what was going on, and I didn't want Chloe to find out about Anastasia, but in the end it worked out all right. I fucked both of them two times on Saturday and Chloe three times on Sunday. Poor Anastasia only got it twice from me on Sunday, but what the hey, life isn't fair." You are damn sure right about that I thought. I excused myself and went and made a phone call. When I got back to the table I told Jeff he'd been invited over for dinner and I wouldn't take no for an answer. We pulled into my drive and parked behind a Chevy pickup and I said, "It looks like my daughter and her husband will be joining us for dinner." We went in the front door and I hollered, "Honey, I'm home." My daughter came out of the kitchen and when she saw us her face went white. "Jeff" I said, "This is my daughter Anastasia. Now where is my wife? Chloe, where are you? Come and meet our guest." 32424 2.79/512345

Kathy

Kathy by Craver I think I must be married to the greatest guy in the world. I mean, how many other husbands would let their wives fuck other men and not be insanely jealous over it? Yet that's exactly what Andrew allows me to do. In fact, he encourages it! How did we get where we are today? It all began when Andrew and I used to share our fantasies with each other while making love. Sometimes Andrew would ask me to pretend he was another man, and whenever I did, calling him other guy's names and shit like that, his fucking cock would get so much harder I knew it was turning him on. Sometimes we'd pretend we were having a threesome, and I'd suck one of Andrew's fingers while he fucked me, telling him the finger was another guy's cock, or we'd do it the other way around. I'd pretend he was another guy fucking me while I sucked his finger pretending it was Andrew's cock. I think the thing that really got us going, though, was when I'd make Andrew suck my finger, telling him I wanted to see him sucking another guy's cock, too, while yet a third "stranger" fucked me. The first time we tried that, Andrew came instantly, shooting so much cum up inside my pussy that afterward it ran out of me like a small river, all over my cunt and asshole. Amazingly, Andrew was still hard, even though he'd just shot around what seemed like a pint of cum up my pussy. Suddenly I got an idea. "Suck me, Andrew," I said. "Suck Jim's cum out of my sloppy pussy. Go on. DO IT!" I yelled at him, grabbing him by the hair, pulling him toward my wet, dripping cunt. "Oh God," Andrew moaned, his cock twitching, rock hard again. "Go on, Andrew. You know you want to do it, baby. Eat his cum. Eat my nice hot, freshly fucked pussy. Taste that nasty man's cum while it drips out of my naughty, slut wife cunt," I teased, pulling him closer and closer to my dirty, messy cunt. "Oh Goddddd!" Andrew moaned, just before he dove into my slippery thighs. And then he was doing it... he was eating his cum out of my pussy, licking my ass, probing my cum-drenched asshole with his tongue. God I loved it. It made me feel so fucking nasty and slutty to know my sweet husband actually would consider eating another man's cum from my pussy. I made a mental note to remember how much this turned Andrew on, and then I lay back and just wallowed in the depravity of such a hot, exciting moment. The next day Andrew and I had a serious talk about what we'd done. At breakfast, I asked Andrew if he really would like me to let other men fuck me. He stared at me with an expression of intense love, and said, "Kathy, I'd love it. I really would." "Why, baby?" I asked, feeling a tingling of excitement in my dampening pussy. "I don't know why. I just know it would turn me on, especially if I came home and found you still dirty from their fucking. It would be like I had my very own porno star or something. I love you, baby, but this is just something I really would like you to do for me." "If you're really sincere about this, and think our marriage is strong enough to handle it, I'll do it," I said, wanting desperately to touch my cunt, I was so fucking hot just thinking about it. "I am, Kathy. Do it. Please. Fuck another man. Or better yet, let a group of guys fuck you. Then come home to me all dirty, covered in cum, with cum dripping out of your pussy and maybe even your ass," Andrew said. "Oh God, Andrew, you're making me so fucking hot, baby. If it's what you want, I'll do it. I really will, Andrew. But once I start, you know me... there will be no turning back. I'll probably become a complete slut." "Good. I hope you do," Andrew said, as his cock suddenly poked out through the hole on his boxer shorts. I walked over to him, kissed him, then dropped to my knees in front of him and licked his dick. "Hmm, I like your cock, Ron," I breathed, using the name of a guy we both knew. "I always wanted to suck you off. Can you come in my mouth, Ron? We don't have much time before Andrew gets home from work. Okay, Ron? Can you come in my mouth, or all over my face, baby?" "Oh God!" Andrew moaned. Droplets of pre-cum were oozing out the end of his dick, and when I licked them and began squeezing his balls with one hand while I jerked him off with the other, sucking and licking his cock for him, he suddenly groaned and said, "I'm COMINGGGGGG!" I took his cock out of my mouth and let it spray my face with hot cum, feeling it splashing all over my cheeks and forehead and lips and nose and chin, thrilled beyond belief as I pretended Andrew's cock really was Ron's, knowing I was going to be able to do something like that very soon with another man. Without even touching my pussy, I came, so hard I almost passed out, the sensations were so intense. That Monday Andrew had to go out of town. When he kissed my goodbye, he made me promise to do what we'd discussed. "I really want you to do it, Kathy," he said, touching my cheek softly. "Fuck someone... anyone... and save your panties for me. I want to smell the cum in them. Or better yet, do it just before I get home on Friday so I can see it still dripping out of your cunt. Okay, baby? Will you do that for me?" he asked. "Yes!" I grinned. "I will. I promise I will," I said, meaning it. Andrew smiled back at me, then said, "I better go. My cock is getting hard just thinking about coming home on Friday and finding you naked, on the bed, with your pussy full of some other guy's cum." He kissed me again, felt my tits, and was gone. I went into the kitchen and poured myself another cup of coffee, vowing to go through with this. "If he wants his wife to become a slut, that's exactly what I'm going to do," I said to myself, reaching down to stroke my pussy, not surprised to find my lingerie moist and warm. My cunt was all dewy, and I couldn't wait to feel the first strange cock entering me there. That afternoon I decided to go shopping. I wore a short skirt, sandals, to show off my ruby red toenails, and on impulse decided to skip wearing panties. For a top I selected one of Andrew's tank top style ribbed undershirts, and also didn't wear a bra. I knew anyone would be able to see my tits through the thin undershirt, and even more through the wide cut-out arm holes. Glancing at myself in the mirror, I almost felt like I couldn't leave the house dressed so slutty, but somehow I managed to do it, deciding to go to a mall way over on the other side of town so no one we knew would run into me. Driving to the mall I played with myself, feeling the hot juices from my cunt running out of it, making a wet spot on the leather car seat. When I arrived at the mall for a long time I just sat there in the parking lot, trying to convince myself to walk inside. Finally, after a deep breath, I worked up enough courage to get out of the car and go inside. As I was walking toward the entrance to the mall, I noticed how all the men looked at me, smiling at me, a couple even whistling at me. My nipples got rock hard, and I could feel them brushing against the front of Andrew's thin undershirt. Suddenly I began to love the sensations my exhibitionism was creating in me, and I started smiling back at some of the men. Inside the mall, in the cool air, my nipples seemed to grow even larger than before. I looked at my reflection in one of the store windows, and was stunned to see a very hot looking sexy slut staring back at me. Smiling, I went inside a shoe store and sat down in one of the chairs. A handsome young clerk came over and grinned at me, pulling up one of those stools they sit on to help you try on shoes. "What can I get for you, ma'am?" he asked. "Hmmm..." I said, crossing my legs, forcing my skirt to climb higher on my thighs, "let's try a pair of those black pumps, in size 7 medium." He stared quickly at my exposed ass, then looked back up at my face. I grinned at him seductively, letting him know I'd seen where he'd been looking, and his face immediately turned crimson. "I... I'll be right back," he stammered, leaving quickly. I noticed a couple of the other clerks staring at me, and I smiled at them, too, stretching my arms above my head, accentuating my hard nipples and firm breasts. The young man returned, and sat down in front of me again. I uncrossed my legs, and slowly raised my foot for him, letting him see my naked pussy. For an instant he forget what he was supposed to be doing, and just stared at my cunt. Then he seemed to snap out of the trance he was in, and took my foot in his hand, helping me slip on the shoe. When it was on my foot, I held my leg straight out in front of me, lifting it high enough so the men across the room could see my naked cunt as well as the young man waiting on me. "Hmmm... I don't know," I said, staring at him out of the corner of my eye, noticing his gaze riveted to my naked, and now very wet cunt. "How do you think it looks?" I asked, then adding impishly, "the shoe, I mean... not my pussy." His head jerked up and he turned beet red again. "What-I... I... oh God, I'm... I'm sorry, ma'am... I...." "It's okay," I said. "Look all you want. I don't mind. Why do you think I came in here without wearing panties anyway?" "Jesus, really?" he said, stunned. "You... you don't care if I look at your... your-" "Cunt? Is that the word you're looking for?" I smiled. "go ahead. Look at it all you want," I said, spreading my legs wider apart for him, noting the silent stares of lust on his face and the faces of his co-workers across the room. "God you're beautiful," he said, his eyes glassy, as I noticed the lump in his trousers growing larger. "Touch it," I whispered. "Go ahead. Put your finger in me," I instructed, scooting lower on the chair in front of him, spreading my legs wider apart as my skirt climbed higher on my thighs, almost to my cunt now. "Really?" he gasped. "Yes really. Do it. Finger fuck me. Right here, in front of your horny friends over there," I smiled. He looked around and saw the two men grinning at him. For a moment he seemed undecided as to what to do, but then his entire body seemed to tremble slightly, and he reached out with his fingers and touched me, touched my wet pussy. I moaned, loudly, as I felt his finger sliding inside me, fucking me. Through half-open eyes I stared at the men across the room, smiling at them, blowing them a kiss before licking my lips seductively as their young friend continued to finger-fuck me right there in the store. Fortunately I was the only customer in the store at the moment, so after looking around, I quickly reached down and pulled my top up over my tits, exposing them for the men watching me, letting them see my naked breasts as well as my pussy. One of the men came over and said, "Hey Billy. Need any help with this customer?" The kid jumped and quickly pulled his finger out of my cunt, but I remained as I was, with my legs spread, my top up over my naked tits, and my legs spread wide enough so the men could all still see my pussy. "I think I'd like to use your ladies room. Can you show me where it is?" I asked. "We don't have a public bathroom, but I think it will be okay if you use ours this one time. Follow me," the man grinned. I pulled my top down, then got up and started to follow him. Billy remained where he was, and I turned to him and said, "Come with us, Billy. After all, you're the one who got me started. You deserve to go first." "Go first?" he repeated, puzzled. "God I love young men," I grinned. "Yes, Billy. Go first. You get to fuck me first, before your friends do," I teased, holding out my hand. "Now are you coming or not?" He jumped up and took my hand, as the other two men, Billy, and I all walked toward the back of the shop. "In here," the first man said, opening the door to a washroom. I walked in and pulled up my skirt in front of them, then sat down on the toilet. The men remained where they were, standing with the washroom door open, watching me. "Why don't you all come inside and help me," I said. "Help you with what?" the more brazen man asked. "With this," I said, rubbing my pussy, spreading my cunt lips apart, showing the men the naked, pink flesh on the inside of my pussy. The man I'd been speaking with unzipped his trousers and took out a nice sized cock, walking toward me, his erect penis dripping already. "Billy first," I said, holding out my hand to Billy. "Come here, baby. Give Kathy your nice young hard cock, then tell me what you want to do to me with it. "Oh God," Billy moaned, walking closer to me, the lump in his trousers so hot and hard now it was making a wet spot where it touched the thin material of his pants. Billy stood in front of me and I took off the undershirt and threw it on the floor nearby. Then I unzipped him and took out his cock, touching it, feeling the searing heat emanating from its smooth velvety skin. "Oh God," Billy moaned, as I took him into my mouth. "Oh God, I'm..." "Do it, Billy. Give it to me. Give me your nice hot creamy cum," I moaned, feeling a gush of cum suddenly flooding into my mouth. I giggled at how fast he had come, then took the cock out of my mouth and let it spray my face, letting the men watch as Billy unloaded spurt after spurt of hot cum all over my face, some shooting up across my forehead and into my hair. "Jesus what a hot slut!" the other man said, jerking off his cock, close to coming, too, I could tell. Finally Billy stopped shooting cum all over my face. I stood and turned to the other man who had his cock out. "In my pussy," I moaned. "Fuck me and come in my pussy," I instructed. "Shit yeah, no problem," the man said, as I leaned against the sink, letting him take me from behind. This was it! I was finally going to feel another man's cock sliding into me, into my hot, waiting pussy. I was close to coming myself, just from thinking about what I was doing, and when I felt the crown of his dick touching my cunt lips, I exploded, moaning so loudly I thought the entire mall could probably hear me. Then I felt him, his cock, sliding in me, in my pussy, fucking me. I moaned again, turning around to look at the man as he fucked me. He was smirking at me, knowing how badly I wanted it, needed it, his cock, as he fucked me, roughly pushing into me, over and over until he, too, was coming, inside me, inside my pussy, forcing his cock deeper inside me as it exploded jets of hot, sticky cum way up inside my slut body. I came so hard I almost fainted, and when he pulled out with a "plop" sound, the third man moved behind me and slid his dick inside me so quickly I didn't even realize he was about to do it to me. "Oh God yeahhhhh," I moaned, closing my eyes, smiling, letting my brain and my body absorb the sensations of pure lust that were washing over me as the man, this stranger, fucked me. In a little while I heard him grunting, and then felt his sperm shooting into my pussy on top of the last man's cum. I felt a series of small orgasm shooting through my body with each spurt of hot cum he gushed into me, and when he pulled out I felt another river of cum running out of my cunt and down my thighs. Finally they were finished. Or so I thought. "Can... can I fuck you, too, ma'am?" Billy begged. I turned and looked at his puppy-dog sad, hopeful eyes, and almost had to laugh, his hunger was so evident. "Of course you can, Billy," I said. "Go on. Do it. Fuck me." "Oh God," Billy moaned, and I realized 'Oh God' had to be his favorite expression. His cock seemed to throb as it approached my pussy, and when he pressed it against my cunt, pushing gently into me until he was buried inside me, I almost laughed again at his youthful eagerness. All I had to do was squeeze my cunt muscles once and he was coming again, filling me with the third drenching of cum I'd received that morning. "Ohhhh... ohhhh myyyy Goddddd!" Billy gasped, falling against my body, crushing me against the sink as his exhausted frame pinned me down beneath him. "Billy... you're... hurting... me!" I gasped. "Oh my God! I'm... I'm sorry," he panted, raising up, allowing me to breath again. He was still implanted inside my body, and when he started to pull out I stopped him. "No don't! Wait. Stay inside me. I think you can do it again," I smiled, kissing him, taking his hands and putting them on my tits as he leaned over me. Just as I suspected, I felt his cock getting hard again already. "See what I mean, Billy. You can do it, honey. You're young. Have you ever been with a woman, Billy? Ever fucked a woman before me?" "No," he said softly. "Then make the most of it, baby. Fuck me again. Come on, Billy. Let me milk that sweet young cock of yours with my cunt muscles. Like this," I said, clenching my pussy muscles, feeling them grasping his cock, milking it. "Oh my God!" he moaned again, and I laughed silently. Then he was getting hard again, rock hard. "Now, Billy. Fuck me. Pull out a little, then push it back inside me again. Yeahhh... like that... just like that, Billy. See. I told you you could do it again. Oh God, Billy... that feels nice... real nice," I moaned, meaning it. The kid had a great cock on him, and now that he was using it, I loved it. Billy fucked me for several minutes before he was finally ready to come again. "Oh my God" I heard for about the millionth time. And then he was shooting more cum into me, hosing me with his cock, bringing me off as he came and came and came inside my sopping pussy. It was great, better than I'd ever imagined it would be with another man, and I knew I'd never go back to just fucking Andrew again. Afterward Billy and the other men left me alone to clean up. Suddenly I realized I didn't have any panties to wear to catch the cum from dripping down all over me, so I sat on the toilet and peed, letting as much of the cum drip out of me as I could, but knowing I'd probably be leaking cum all day as I walked around the mall. After I'd peed and wiped my pussy as best I could, I got up and looked at my face in the mirror. I was caked with cum. Smiling, I splashed some water on my face, wiped myself off, and left the gob of cum in my hair alone without touching it. It looked a little like a streak of gray hair, but when you looked closer you could tell it was either cum or some kind of gooey paste. Smiling to myself over what people would say when they saw it, I turned and left the bathroom, walked out into the store, thanked my appreciative adult lovers, then walked over to where Billy was waiting on a new customer. "I loved your cock, Billy," I said, in front of the stunned customer and mortified Billy. "You're the greatest fuck I've ever had. Here's my phone number," I said, handing Billy a card. "If you or some of your young friends ever want to fuck me again, call me. Byeee," I said, kissing him in front of the customer, squeezing his cock, before turning and walking away. Behind me I heard the customer sputtering something about how there should be a law against tramps like me walking around in front of decent people, and without turning around I gave her the finger, laughed again, and walked out into the mall. The next store I visited was a Frederick's of Hollywood outlet shop. I went in and walked up to a sexy looking older woman clerk. "Hi," I smiled. "Hi yourself," she smiled back, staring at my hair, at what I knew must have been the gob of cum I'd left there. "I need a pair of panties. My pussy is leaking cum like crazy. I just got fucked by three guys in that shoe store and I need something to stop all that fucking cum from running down my legs," I said. The clerk looked at me and her eyes seemed to glaze over with lust. "Jesus, really?" she asked. "See for yourself," I said, brazenly lifting my skirt as I spread my legs, letting her see the white cum seeping from my naked pussy. "Got any panties in this store?" I teased. "Oh yeah," she said, pouting as I lowered the skirt to hide my naked pussy again. "What color, style, etc." "Something a slut like me would wear," I said, smirking at her reddening face. She was older than me, around 40 or so, and almost too heavy, but not quite. She was just... soft... around the edges, but with big tits and a nice ass, the kind of woman I knew Andrew would love to fuck. "How about these?" she asked, holding up a pair of red bikini satin panties trimmed in black lace. "Perfect," I said, taking them from her. "Where can I go to put them on?" I asked. "Follow me," she said, leading me to where the dressing rooms were located in the back. Interestingly, she led me past all of the empty cubicles to the last one. Opening it, she turned, grinned at me, and said, "Perhaps I'd better help you try them on." Now I'd never been with a woman before, but I figured if I was going to be a true slut I'd better learn to try everything, so I just smiled at her and entered the dressing room with her. She pulled the door closed behind her and then turned and immediately kissed me, her full, lush body pressing into mine as our tongues met and slithered all over. Then she sank to the floor in front of me, raised my skirt, and immediately began eating me. "Oh God, I can taste it. You're so fucking full of hot cum. God, I love it... love it!" she moaned, sticking her tongue up into my pussy, licking and sucking me until I was coming again, my moans so loud I knew anyone else in the store would be able to hear me, but I couldn't help it. This was so hot, so fucking hot, to have just been fucked by three strange men, and now to be eaten by this hot looking older woman... God I loved being a slut, and I knew Andrew would love hearing about all of this when I talked to him on the phone that night. After I'd come about what seemed like a dozen times, the woman got up off the floor and kissed me again. I could taste the cum from my cunt mingled with my pussy juices on her face, and while loved the taste, what I really loved what how her face smelled. Jesus it was rank smelling, but oh so fucking sexy. I pulled the panties on and we left the dressing area together. "How much for the panties?" I asked her. "No charge, lover. You've already paid me more than enough for them," she smiled sweetly. I thanked her, and left the mall, walking back to my car feeling happier than I could ever remember feeling. All this after Andrew being away for only one morning. I wondered what the remainder of the week would bring, and couldn't wait to fine out.... 10117 1.53/512345

Ms. Marca part 12

This is more in the life and times of my wild and wicked ways. This is about me... just a part of my life! Ms. Marca part 12 I know that some men go into a relationship thinking she is the one. Tim told me after we were married that I had saved him from a life of darkness after the death of his wife and child. Some men need more than a good ass to come home to, we women can be nothing but a pain in the ass when we want to. What a man looks for in a woman and what he sees can be two different things. As a slut, I need to be dirty with my sex, but never dirty with my husband. A whore, harlot, or prostitute; we all lie on our backs and spread our legs and let the paying customer fall between them. I love the thrill of my honey pot having all that cock; as he rides me I whisper how good he makes me feel. Being a bitch to your john, is getting on all fours, and wiggling your ass in his face: turning him on to mounting you like the stud of the pack and breed to the bitch you are in heat. To your husband a bitch is telling him how you feel about him and nagging away at him. I learned that a good lover could be a bitch, a wife, and a woman, and so much more. "And so it goes... !" Tim came home one afternoon and told me that his old college roommate was going to be in town next week and he had invited him to stay with us while he is in town. That evening Tim told me all about Mr. Peter R. Fairfield, Mr. Fairfield was from an old New England family and he had turned the family fortune into five times what it was when he took it over. It seems Mr. Fairfield also liked the women; he had been married three times since he left school. The night Mr. Fairfield got into town, I was to meet Tim and him at the club for dinner and than we would bring him to our place for his visit for a few days. I was ready for a night out... dressed to kill in a black cocktail dress with a low V cut top that showed lots of cleavage, from my 40DD. A black lace bra, thigh-high black silk stockings and black velvet 5 inch hels that made me stand at 6'3". A lacy black thong was the only thing covered my bald just shaved pussy and my 38" hips, which were as ready as I was for a hot night out of drinking and dancing. When I got to the club I found the two in the bar and as soon as Peter Fairfield saw me his eyes undressed me and I could see right away he was a boob man. When Tim introduced us he could not look me in the eye, but he had my boobs on his radar. We went into dinner and had a nice meal, I had Peter's attention all the time we were at dinner and I could see he had me on his mind. After dinner, we went into the club lounge and listen to the small combo. Tim is a good dancer and is not the stick in the mud that some husbands are, but as sometimes he does and talking with his old roommate, they both had too much to drink. Both men at 55 they wanted to party. My alluring cocktail dresses, that showed my full cleavage, and my other assets when I was on the dance floors had every ones attention in the lounge. After the first and only dance with Tim, he insisted I dance with Peter. Peter with his broad shoulders, and a rather full stomach and I guessed a skinny butt. He was, even at 55, a very handsome man. As we danced, he complimented me on my dress and the way I danced, in general everything a woman wants to hear. I was not born yesterday and I could feel his eyes and hands all over my body. We had drinks and danced to the swirling, gyrating, pounding music, his cock began to harden and it seemed like he deliberately pressed his manhood against my leg. After each dance, he made sure he felt up my ass as we walked back to the table and he had his hand on my knee and on my thigh each time we sat down always telling Tim what a beautiful wife he had. His hands slipping under my skirt whenever Tim was not watching, the lacy top hide my hardening nipples as I responded to his touch. The alcohol we drank all night began working on me and soon I could feel the sweet pressure of my pussy lips getting wet and tingling as we danced and pressed together, and the need to have a climax grew stronger He knew he had me getting excited as he rubbed my knees and inside my thigh. My eyes glazed over as he whispered in my ear how hot my thighs were. Than on the next dance, he must have got a stiff one because it slipped up to my mound and I felt it press against me. I smiled when he looked at me knowing I was feeling it. The touch was not lost on me as my eyes went wide and I let out a slight giggle. "I think I have had one too many glass of wine." I could feel that he was not normal; huge might be the word to describe it. I actually felt it grow! I felt a rush of excitement, and embarrassment, as we ground against each other disgustedly. Sometimes I enjoyed being a slut, a whore, a cheap disgusting hot pussy. That was what he was making me feel like. His hands moved to my ass and pressed me into his bulge. Under my breath he had to hear me moan and gasp out in a whisper... oh good heavens!"" After a few drinks and several dances later, I had him, I guess it was I, getting bolder with his hands and Tim was way into the booze and was not aware of what was going on with his old friend and me. He had me getting hot and I had loosened up to the point I was in need of some cock. He began to tell me how his last wife, lost interest in sex, turned off by sex: or so that was what she had said to him. I told him that she was missing something or had missed being a complete woman, if she did not like sex. "Marca I see you know what she missed and most women want it as bad as we like getting it!" "Yes... oh yes, I like getting it... oh I mean... well, Tim and I enjoy sex!" "She tried to tell me or explain that it hurt her when we had sex... soo she said." "Damn is... are you... oh my, not many man are that... big??big... oh my!" My nipples were rock hard and he could see the outline of them though my low cut top. I knew he had a boner and I knew that with each dance I could feel a knot developing in my stomach in anticipation of what might happen if I were to let this go any further. God what a hung son-of-a-bitch he must be and he needed some pussy. When we arrived home and Tim was just wake enough to show Peter his room and say goodnight he was going fast. Tim insisted I stay and visit with Peter. I looked at Peter as if to say are you up to it, will something was up and hard! I was going to make this horny old boy cry uncle as he jerk later tonight: I was going to see that he had a damn good reason too. I made sure Tim was in bed and than I went down stairs to find Peter getting one more glass of wine for me what I did not need, and he had one more Gin. We took a seat on the big leather sofa in the den and it seemed at once Peters hand was on my knee where it had been most of the night. I suspect he had been encouraged by my lack of not protesting or my lack of response to his touches. I know I enjoyed the attention I was getting. This time, I acknowledged the intrusion and put my hand on his and moving his hand away from my knee. I was frozen... with the events unfolding in front of me, all thoughts of leaving him to say goodnight and get my ass to bed where I belonged had definitely faded from my mind. In a perverse way, I thought to myself, what an opportunity! How often a big cock like the one this man has does get this close to my pussy and not gets in. God how would I react to another man's advances"? This was a friend of my husband and being fair to the situation, Peter was a good-looking older man, and I think most women would appreciate the attention from such a man. I felt my heart rate increase and I was breathing harder. I will give this to Peter; he did not give up. Even as I brushed his hand away, he casually continued to search for me to show weakness, never giving away his intent to how he was going to master my mind. I pushed his hand away a number of times before I moved my leg over a little to try to escape him. After a while, I gave in a little and allowed his hand to stay on my knee. Even though he did not attempt to go any higher, I started to shake a little and I could definitely feel the beginning of a small orgasm building just thinking about his horse size cock. Instead of being upset, I found it strangely exciting. Then he leaned over and gave me what one might say was a goodnight kiss on the side of my face. I did not turn away or try to avoid it. When it happened, a small thought shot through my mind; not turning away was the same as giving him an invitation. I was right. Instead of leaving, he made a little more small talk and slipped his hand down on to my thigh. I moved my left arm across and under my chest and did not resist his touch. I almost predicted it as he suddenly leaned forward and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. I let it linger a short while before I pulled away, laughed nervously and gently nudged his hand away from my thigh as I looked over my shoulder at the door as if looking for Tim. "My husband would not like that... you're bad, Peter!" I think he could tell he was starting to get to me. My chest was starting to heave a little more and my breathing was coming on faster. I was squirming more as his hand had maneuvered high on my leg, up to the split of my dress. I sat sideways, facing him with my right leg crossed over my left, exposing my leg all the way up. After feebly trying to cover up, I gave up the cause and just let him look. As we were discussing old times about him, Tim, and my days of modeling, I reached around to get an old portfolio album of some of my pictures from under the table next to the sofa where I was sitting. When I did, my legs opened and I treated Peter to a great open shot of my black lace thong. I heard him moan and I looked up to see him taking in my thong-covered pussy. I smiled at him as I looked back toward the hallway... and than turned to giggle as he continued to look. Instead of him moving in close to me, he intentionally moved away from me a bit, causing a separation that made me lean over considerably in order to share the book. The result was the top of my low cut dress falling open even more, revealing a skimpy black lace bra that exposed the top of my nipples. He enjoyed the show for at least ten minutes before he started to make a move. I had in this album only glamour shots and nothing less than a bikini on. I did have a few underwear poses but nothing wild or nude. When I did get to the underwear section, he said to me. "Move over here so I can see that better, I want to make sure I see all the good stuff!" I smiled and moved slightly and turned, making him look over my shoulder at the book. "This is the part I really wanted to see all night!" He whispered to me as I felt him move even closer. I giggled, acting as if I were a little embarrassed. "Oh Peter your bad! You like to see models in underwear?" "Well, sort of. What I really would like to watching would be you taking it off." I looked back toward the door still fighting that inter demon in me to get up and go to bed. "Oh I don't think Tim would want me to do that." "Marca I have known Tim... old pencil dick... since we were 18 and he is the dumbest thing in the world when it comes to sex and you know it better than anyone baby!" "Peter that is not nice... did you know Tim's first wife and little girl?" "Shit honey, every swinging dick knew his first wife... I lost count how many times I fucked her!" My mouth dropped open and I was in a daze. Peter went on to tell me that what Tim had told me about her was true, she was a preacher's daughter and had Tim believing that she was so pure. In the real world, she was fucking everything walking. Peter said she had told him she did not know who the baby belong to, she just knew Tim had nothing to do with making it. "Marca the woman was working in a topless bar when she had her first date with Tim. We paid her to have a blind date with shit head, after that he just kept coming back. Old Tim never went to a topless place therefore he never knew she worked in one. She told old dumb ass she could not date week nights and Sunday after church was OK to get a coke!" "My god you mean she was not this pure holier than thou person Tim has told me about!" "Marca all his friends tried to tell him that this was not the one, but he would not listen... hell we were all fucking her, everyone but her boyfriend! After the first date, she played him like a fiddle. Told him she had to be pure for him on her wedding night. After they were married, she told him they could only do it to have a child! Tim was a dumb shit when it comes to sex... motherfucker is a walking genius when it comes to making money!" Peter told me how she had came back from the honeymoon, laughing about him being a virgin and he buying into the act she put on about her being a virgin also. They did a boat cruise and she fucked two of the ships officers while on the 7 day outing. He went on to tell me how after the baby came, Tim would stay home with the child and play with it on Saturday so she could get a break and go shopping or go to some church thing on a Saturday morning. "Shit Marca she use to come over to my place and fuck me Saturday and I know of three others she spread her legs for on the weekend. I asked her once if she ever had a lover for the week day... she told me that they had a older neighbor, some old fart in his 50's that she fucked once a week!" "Marca the evening she and the baby were killed; she had been to see some horny big cock and while they fucked in his bedroom the baby played on the floor in his living room how do I know... she did that with me a few times when she could not get a baby sitter. Later that afternoon, she stop buy her mothers to have an alibi as to where she was. She called Tim knowing he was just getting home and said she was on her way." Do you know the full story how she was speeding and ran a red light, got hit by young teen that had a beer or two, under age? Tim has always told people she was killed by a drunk... the kid was not drunk! Pete told me that he did not think Tim ever got over it until one night a friend called him and said Tim had found someone who was helping him get a life... that would be me. "No one ever told Tim that the baby was not his... god he loved that little thing, no one has ever told him that he married a whore! She was one hell of a fuck... old short dick as she called him... just never could take care of her... she fucked every thing and anything but Tim!" While I was trying to grasp this (apparently true) new revelation, Peter had eased his hand down to the zipper on the back of my dress. As he continued to rub my neck with one hand, the other started bringing the zipper down in an excruciatingly slow descent. "Oh, Peter, you should not say thing like that about your best friend, that is my husband you are talking about He leaned over to barely press his lips to my neck as he spoke. He was speaking so low that, I could barely detect what he was saying. "You don't get any good sex with him honey and I know that... so you have got to be getting it else where!" I suddenly realized that he had unzipped me and he had really nailed me about the real Tim, because I suddenly shuddered and moved back against him. He did not miss the moment, forgoing the light kisses to bury his face in my neck. I turned my head slightly away from him, allowing him easy access to my soft areas there. He moved from my neck to my throat, I looked away with an open mouth and a shocked look on my face. I wanted this but I had to play out the part of saying no to this over sexed asshole. When he eased my dress down over my shoulders and down my arms, I decided to draw the line; will act as if I was. I pulled away from his mouth, but my dress was already down to my elbows and my breast pouring out of the top of the extremely flimsy bra. He had very little left to remove at this point. "You know we can't do this, Peter. I'm married." My protesting voice was soft but sincere. "I know." He gave me the response I needed to hear, but his lips went back to my neck and his hands moved slowly to gently cup both breast. I think I heard us both suck in our breath with the contact. "I am serious... we need to say goodnight and get to bed now!" I spoke with authority, placing my hands over his as he slowly massaged my breast. I made no attempt on my part, to remove them. "I know. I need to go." His fingers found my nipples, sliding them free of the bra and rolling them in his fingers. I closed my eyes and my head went back, unintentionally inviting his mouth to explore my neck even more. He moved his right hand from my breast and slid it slowly down my stomach. Rather than following his hand with on of my hands to stop him, I chose instead to use both my hands to try to dislodge his other hand from my breast. That distraction was all he needed. Moving his hand on down, he slowly spread open my legs. It gave him an unobstructed view of my thong. He stalled a minute to admire the view and to test my reaction. When there was none, he slid his hand under the thong and gently cupped my mound. I could feel his fingers under the flimsy cloth as they began a slow, steady rub. "No, Peter, please no." It was a half-hearted protest; as I reached down to remove his hand. Instead of taking his wrist to pull it away, I placed my hand on top of his. It did not deter or slow him in the least. Instead, it might have encouraged him as my hand continued to ride on top of his in a way that; could have been construed as my assisting and encouraging him. In any case, he found my clit and it was bringing the desired results I wanted. "No, Peter... please let me go... I need to go to bed!" I moaned id it more than spoke it. Ignoring my feeble protest, Peter moved off the couch, letting me lay back. Now he had full access to my mouth for the first time and took advantage of it, engaging me in a long, deep kiss that made me let out a little sound, and my legs spread slightly as my hips lifted to meet his busy fingers. "Please, Peter... we can't do this. You have to stop." The words were barely out of my mouth when he teased me with his lips again and I eagerly responded with my own. Than his mouth slid down to take in a nipple. He licked it at first, enclosing it with his lips, making me turn my head sharply and causing a definite upwards thrust of my body. He quickly pushed my bra up off my breast, gorging himself on them, opening his mouth wide and filling it, sucking on them very hard and very quickly as it came in and out of his mouth. "Oh my god my nipples... oh they're so hard... oh my... Tim might wake up... oh we need to stop!" My hand was still riding the top of his while his fingers now alternated between manipulating a hard clit and finger fucking my wet pussy. I had an appreciation of Peter. He was experienced and knew what I wanted. He pressed his luck, knowing he was in control. "How does it feel Marca? You like that baby... you need more of this... I bet you need a big cock... my big cock!" > Before he gave me a chance to answer, he gave me another long, deep kiss and than he took my breast in his mouth again and suck so hard it was almost painful and at the same time, he buried his fingers deep in my pussy and pounded them in and out. After fifteen or twenty seconds of this, he slowed and asked again. "How do you feel, Marca? You need a cock baby?" I knew the answer and he knew the answer. "Please don't talk like that, don't say that, don't, ask me that! Oh yes! It feels good." Peter interrupted his actions long enough to pull my dress completely off my arms and unclasped my bra to be discarded. It took only seconds for him to strip me from the waist up and his mouth was back on my nipples, moving from one nipple to the next. His hand moved from between my legs to grasp and very slowly started removing my panties, not jerking them off, but rather sliding them down a little bit at a time, going from one side of my legs to the other to inch them down. I lifted my ass slightly to accommodate the final removal of my thong as he slid them past my knees and on to the floor. "Oh Peter we got to be quite... we can't wake Tim!" He had me nude and laying out before him ready for the kill. "Get up on your knees." He pulled me up and over on my knees facing one end of the sofa. I followed his lead, placing my knees on the leather seat cushions. He leaned me over and placed my hands on the armrest of the sofa leaving me bracing myself in an upright position. My ass was waving in the air at the same level as his hips as he was standing. Peter did not waste time taking out his cock; standing to one side as he brandished it so I could see it. As it came into view, I let out a gasped and my mouth formed an O shape as I took in a deep breath as if I was ready to suck on it. Between his legs hung, a cock that I can only described as beautiful, just fucking beautiful! I had seen and had much larger shafts in my hand and up my pussy. I estimated that it must have been 8 to 9 inches long and a couple of inches across. It was not circumcised and as smooth as silk. His golf ball sized testicles hung loosely in their scrotum. I guessed that it was the total over all size of it that made it seem so attractive, that and the fact that his erect cock pointed in front of him like a spear ready to poke my pussy. I did not respond as I looked at his cock and then back at his face. "Do you like what you see... you want me"? All I could do was nod yes and look at his manhood, a real full-grown manhood. In his soft low tone, Peter gave me a two-word command, "blow me". I licked my lips... Inched forward just a tiny bit more on my knees, and extended my tongue. "Oh sweet Jesus... you are huge!" Twirling my tongue around the head, I slowly moved my lips forward to engulf the magnificent specimen in my mouth, filling my salivating oral cavity with a gorgeous thick throbbing cock. My lips encircled the thickness, feeling how it was both hard and soft at the same time. Sliding my lips down the thick pole, I used my tongue to search out every nuance of it, every vein and bump of the object filling my mouth. I knew I must be doing a good job when I heard Peter take in a sharp intake of breath... tighten the hold he had in my hair, and say "good girl... you've been wanting that all night, haven't you baby? I paused from my task to take my lips away for a brief second, and looking up at him, into his eyes. Right at that moment, I knew he had pegged me for the whore I was. The quiet way that Peter had controlled me up to now, the feeling that overwhelmed me as I knelt and sucked on his cock... the sheer intensity of the boldness that was him... all of that combined to show me that the aching void inside me was about to be filled. I looked up into those dark brown eyes and was barely able to express my agreement. Yes, this was what I wanted. Yes, I loved sucking dick, his dick. I was able to let out a murmured "yes... I love your dick, I love sucking your big dick" The overwhelming feeling was how, as I performed this act, how feminine I felt, how whore-like I wanted to be, how perfect this was. Peter took the opportunity to stand, and step out of his trousers and his boxer shorts, then sit back on the sofa; thighs spread wide and invite me to continue my oral duties. I hungrily shuffled into place and like a starving woman fell on the pink snake that protruded from his groin. My lips, mouth and tongue were working together to suckle and feed from the pink monster. My fingers slid up along his thighs, stroking the flesh before finding his balls and one hand weighed them, they were like hens eggs, filled with cream, cream I wanted to taste, cream I craved. My left hand (the one with my wedding ring on it) wrapped around the shaft as I pumped the thick long pole, and RAMMED my head down the shaft. Holding there for a moment as I gagged a little, then drew my lips, back... all the way to the end before SLAMMING back down, filling my throat with wonderful cock. I was a bitch in heat, with only one thought on my mind that was to give Peter the best blow job he had ever had. I flicked my tongue, I sucked the head, I licked the shaft, I tongued his balls, I took it into the back of my throat, I gave that cock a thorough oral examination!! My hands worked on the shaft and on his balls, I was so determined to have his cream in my mouth. If I thought, I had any say in what was going to happen, he had other plans, Peter tightened the grip in my dark curls, and than he stood, with my hair tight in his hand, he SLAMMED his cock into my mouth. Using my hair as his grip, he proceeded to fuck my face. I tried to rise from my place on my knees, but his sher strength kept me in place, I gazed up at him as he pummeled my mouth. I gripped his hips for support, and felt my heart beating faster and faster. He was getting verbal now. "You dirty little whore! You fucking love this; you need this as much as you need air. I am going to make you DROWN in my shit, you dirty whore... does Tim know he married a whore?" That was another discovery, how hot I get when a man talks "dirty" when he verbally humiliates me. I could feel my pussy was flowing freely, my head ready to explode, and then with a final PUSH into my throat, he held my head steady and started to PUMP his cum into my throat. I know it is a cliche, but there seemed to be gallons of it. I swallowed, I was used to swallowing, but nothing like this vast quantity, I seemed to be gulping and gulping as he kept pounding into my mouth, bruising my lips, making my throat ache, but at the same time making my heart and soul sore. Some of it leaked round the shaft and dripped out of the side of my mouth... onto my boobs, but II got most of it down my throat! Then he slowly pulled from my throat and mouth... I gulped in air, thankful to be able to breathe again, but a tiny drop of cum was still on the very tip of his cock, and leant forward to lick it off... god, so tasty! For some strange reason, I felt more than a little embarrassed at what had occurred. I had just sucked off my husband old school roommate. However, Peter was very matter of fact. He sat back down on the sofa, and looked at me, his eyes boring into my soul. "So does Tim know you were, are or you still a whore... I know he can't give you enough cock... tell me now you're a whore!" I stammered a little... his gaze was so penetrating... I knew that my life that I had hidden from Tim was out in the open for Peter. What was I to say... then I realized what the only thing I could say. "I still whore around." Peter reached out and took my hand and with that asshole smirk he said to me... "time for round two" He pushed, prodded and pulled me into a prone position, bent face down over the sofa. His strong hands slid up along the sides of my legs, and he SMACKED my ass. "While I am here, I don't EVER want to find you wearing panties, understand bitch? " I blushed and nodded my assent "yes Sir, I understand!" He spanked me again, twice on each cheek, I bit my lip and found his abuse to be so charged, making my pussy cream... "open your thighs bitch, lift your ass!" He moved in behind me and pressed himself in between my open legs. Moving his hips slightly back and forth, he asked me again "Marca baby, do you want it"? "Yes." I finally replied. "What do you want"? "I want you to give it to me." I tried to push back against him even as I said it. "I don't want to force you Marca, after all you are a married woman." He started pumping into me very slowly, his cock obviously just going in no more than just the head into my pussy with each stroke. There was a long hesitation. This asshole was definitely putting me on but making me beg for it, no man had made me do it this way before, shit he was good! I did not know the rules of this game and he did. I knew what he was actually looking for. He wanted me to ask for it and had the fortitude to wait me out; I had never had to do that. As the massive head began to enter my waiting pussy, the intense pressure I had first experienced with Peter, instantly developed in my pussy and rapidly progressed into a sharp pain. "No, wait a second you are a big man, we need to go a little slower." With that, Peter ever so slowly inched more and more of his magnificent manhood up my longing love tunnel, giving me the warm feeling of fullness I so desperately needed to feel and secretly longed for since I had been with only Tim this past week. "Oh this is so good oh god yes this is it... you are so big... it is so wonderful!" He buried it in me now; long strokes going all the way in as he held my hips with both hands. He would bring his cock all the way out then reentering me all the way with each stroke. I turned my face so he could see it and I wanted him to see how I was ready to climax. My face was contorted, mouth open, trying my best to suppress my groans. Shameless and wanton, I continued to roll my hips with each stroke he made into my love nest. I could feel my pussy clenching and unclenching, involuntarily, around his invasive tool just as it hand clenched and unclenched around my many big cock lovers over the years. He stopped and pulled all the way out, stepping back slightly exposing his huge hard-on waving in the air. I could not believe it! He was going to ruin it for me he was stopping. "Marca I think you are right it is getting late. I really should go to bed." "No my god no you can't stop... not now!" I was still on my knees, leaning forward and burying my face in the cushions on the back of the sofa. My hips were rocking back and forth slowly as if he were still in me. "You don't want me to stop"? My silence only brought a smile to his face. "I should go, Marca. You know we should not be doing this." He was almost laughing at me. "No." The cushion my face rested in stifled my voice. "What was that"? He leaned over and barely pressed the head of his shaft into me. "Please I need it... don't stop... please." "What do you want, Marca?" "I want you." "You want me to what"? He was going to press this all the way. "Oh god give me some sex... make love to me." "Make love to you... did you say make love? You are married, Marca. You fucking whore... what do you want, then"? "God damn it you big cock bastard fuck me! I need a big cock to fuck me!" "Well, if you think it's okay." He took his hands off my hips and slapped my right ass chek with his right hand leaning over so that he could pinch my nipples with his left. The reaction he hoped for came in the form of a low, prolonged groan from me as I pressed back against him. "Fuck my pussy, Peter. I want you deep in my pussy." "Baby I just changed my plans... I am going to stay and visit with old Tim for the rest of the week and fuck you at least twice a day if not more!" I turned my head back and looked at him giving him a sly smile that told him I approved of his change in plans. He slapped my ass a few more whacks and than whispered in my ear as he humped my hot love tunnel. "Marca baby you fuck only me while I am here... Tim does not get any ass, you understand?" With my head down and pushing, back to meet his thrust I nodded my head yes and in a low voice said. "Your pussy only... yes I understand... this is your ass all next week... he won't get any... I promise!" to be continued... Marca40DD@aol.com 2041 1.23/512345