Don’t get me wrong, Kevin was a great guy.  He was fit, handsome, intelligent, and a wonderful lover.  Not to mention he was her first and only thus far.  This only made it harder on her, even with their ‘arrangement.’

 

Kevin had told her that he wanted her to have fun.  He suggested that she should ‘try’ other guys.  She was very surprised to learn that he wanted to share her with another man.

 

This sort of stuff did not make Erica feel better.  They spoke often on the phone, when he could, and wrote regularly to each other.  Neither one of them had yet taken advantage of the arrangement.  Erica didn’t want to…mostly.

 

She turned heads wherever she went, provided she dressed for it.  Hell, sometimes guys went after her when she didn’t.  Erica’s look seemed to say, ’I’m beautiful, want to sit with me?’

 

So, despite being at a party and surrounded by many guys and girls who may have been interested, Erica remained alone.  She sat quietly on an easy chair in a corner, sipping a beer.  Occasionally she had to fend of some drunk, but mostly people left her alone.

 

Erica felt so alone and so horny.  It had been five months, three weeks, two days, and…let me see…..thirteen hours since she had her last orgasm.  As she finished calculating this figure, Erica found she was not alone.

 

He was handsome standing there, in a wolf in grandma’s clothing kind of way.  His black hair slicked back with gel, his blue jeans a bit ratty looking, and his collared shirt a bit too clean to match everything else.

 

“Hey Dalton,” she murmured over her beer as he stood before her, just smiling like a cheshire cat.

 

“Hey sexy, why are you sitting here all alone?”

 

Erica looked at him a moment, thinking about her response.  She didn’t really like or dislike this guy, who tried a little too hard, and she did have a hankering for company. (Not to mention a desire she had only begun to suspect.)

 

She smiled slowly while looking into his eyes, “There is nowhere for you to sit Dalton.”

 

His smile broadened as he took a swig of his beer, “If you stand up a second, you could sit on my lap and we could talk.”

 

Erica thought about this carefully too, and figured it couldn’t do any harm.  She was wearing blue jeans after all.

 

“Sure Dalton,” she stood and stepped aside for him to sit down.

 

As he slid past her to sit Dalton put a hand on her hip and slipped it up, under her shirt, to her bare mid-section, before pulling it out to sit down.  The whole process was meant to be a little erotic, Erica knew, but instead it made her feel…slutty.

 

Normally an obvious caress like that would have brought a slap from her, but instead, Erica smiled a bit and slowly sat in his lap.  She knew he wanted ‘it’ from her, but the part of her who needed just that from him had overridden her instincts.  More primal instincts had taken over.  She was actually a bit perplexed with herself, but Dalton never gave her much chance to think about it.

 

Once she was seated and comfortable, it was apparent Dalton was sporting a hard on, though not a large one.  Her boyfriend’s was impossible to ignore, where as his was merely a ‘bump’ under her ass.

 

‘A pleasant bump though,’ she thought to herself as he began talking to her about something she did not care at all about.

 

As they chatted he constantly maneuvered his cock around, trying to arouse her she thought.  Normally this would not get to her, especially with a guy like him, but tonight she was flushed, breathing deeply, and her nipples were small stones on the tips of her breasts.

 

Now Dalton was no idiot.  It may have taken him longer than some, but he did pick up on her predicament.  He decided that instead of refills on their drinks, they needed something else more.

 

Setting his empty beer bottle down, he put his arms around her waist, under her shirt, then kissed her forcefully.  Erica was a loss, unable to do much except respond.  Her boyfriend was far from her mind as she ran her fingers through Dalton’s greasy hair, not caring that his hands were now under her bra, feeling whatever they could.

 

He was a little rough, but she liked it.  Erica would not have believed it of herself until that moment, but she was ready to fuck this guy who she not only hardly knew, but didn’t even really like.  So, when his left hand made it into her panties, she could only gasp.  Of course so did he, once he realized that she was clean shaven.

 

Across the room, another party goer noticed the party was getting a bit private in nature and turned down the lights.  Erica seemed to think this was some kind of signal.

 

“Do you have any condoms?”

 

Dalton felt like he had just won the lottery as he fished them out of his wallet and started unzipping her pants.  Erica tried to be a little discreet, not letting her jeans go below her knees as Dalton was extricating his own privates.

 

She bit her lip as his condom covered cock slipped into her moist folds.  She could barely contain a deep moan as his member penetrated to its final destination and sat there unmoving.

 

After a moment, Erica realized she was on top.  She began to move slowly at first, then faster as Dalton shoved her jeans past her knees.  With her eyes closed, Erica opened her legs and half-stood to ride the cock that was in her cunt.

 

After only a couple strokes, Dalton showed why few girls dated him long.

 

“Oh yeah, oh fuck, there it is,” he gasped into her ear as his fingers pulled on her nipples and his cock filled the condom.

 

What happened next was brutal for Erica.  Dalton pulled out, stood up (dropping her on the floor), and dropped the condom on her foot.

 

Erica was shocked into silence as she watched him leave the room, his cum oozing onto her foot.

 

Hearing a moan to her left, Erica saw another girl getting hers and burst into tears.  There she was, sitting on the floor, jeans around her ankles, cum all over her foot, and she hadn’t even gotten to cum!  If only her boyfriend were here…

 

Erica stood up, grabbing the used condom and walked out the door.  She dropped the condom into a trash can by the front door and tried to leave, still holding her pants up with her left hand, but the door did not want to open.

 

Looking up, she saw a large, dark hand holding the door shut.  Erica turned to face the man halting her escape, but found she would be screaming into the middle of his chest.  In awe of his size, she stepped back, her mouth open.

 

He simply smiled at her, then bent down and pulled her over his shoulder.  Erica hardly noticed where she was going as she saw she could trace every muscle in his back.  It was not until she was tossed on the bed that she realized that being alone with a huge, heavily muscled black man may not be a good idea.

 

But they were not alone.

 

The man who carried her into the small room did not seem to care about the audience, seemingly ignoring them as he took off his pants and briefs.  Erica was wide-eyed, looking around at the three other black men in the room.  They were all normal sized guys, even their cocks seemed normal, except for the obvious.

 

Erica had heard the ‘myth’ about black cocks, so she was not much surprised until her captor cleared his throat.

 

She was stunned.  She had heard that all myths have some truth deep within them, that single grain which started it all, like an avalanche on a Colorado mountainside, but this was…incredible.

 

Don’t get me wrong, Erica had been exposed to as much porn as any typical nineteen year old girl, but this was by far the largest cock she had seen in person.  Standing out from his body a solid eight or nine inches was a black towel rod about as big around as her wrist.  The shaft was straight, with fewer noticeable veins than her boyfriend’s.  The head was not unlike those small mushrooms you may have bought in a can at the grocery store, except that it looked thicker than her wrist.

 

Stunned as she was, when the man commanding that huge dick motioned her to him, she sat up and moved to get a better look.  Up close she could see more veins and that it was not thicker than her wrist, perhaps only slightly thicker than her well-endowed boyfriends.  Hypnotized with curiosity, not lust, Erica reached out and grasped the thing.

 

She squeezed it hard, not really noticing the moan of the man it belonged to as she tested its rigidity, as if this was her own personal sex laboratory.  As she thought, it felt like steel to her small hand and she began to stroke the shaft, wondering how far she would let this go.

 

The other three men seemed obedient, just sitting in chairs around the room, stroking their more average sized cocks.  Erica wondered if they were cold, sitting their nude, as she wrapped her lips about the mushroom before her.

 

Noting that he did not taste any different than her boyfriend or the few other men she bad given blowjobs to, she decided this might not be too bad and looked up at the large man.

 

“Excuse me,” she said, getting his attention, as his eyes had been closed, enjoying the moment.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Do you have any condoms?”  She said this expressionlessly, a girl asking where the beer had been moved to in the convenience store.

 

Suddenly four three packs fell on the bed around her, leaving her smiling as she picked the purple one up.

 

“Magnum,” she read, “for larger men.”

 

No one commented as she opened the package and unrolled the latex onto the largest cock she had ever seen in person.  Now the man was holding eye contact with her as she shed her jeans and panties seductively, baring her hairless pussy to all the men present.  Some began stroking faster.  Her man stood there, waiting for her to finish.

 

Erica smiled as she turned around slowly, assuming the doggy position in front of her latest lover.  That would be the last sensuous thing about this fine evening of fucking.

 

This man had not brought her up here for her pleasure, but rather so that he may extract pleasure from her body, as much as he could, then leave the rest to his boys.  She would figure this out immediately.

 

Grabbing her hips, the man guided his cock into her very wet pussy, not waiting for her to get used to his girth.  Her pussy obviously had experience with large cocks, he noted as he slipped in to the hilt without a peep from her.

 

Except for her orgasm that is.  Erica always came whenever a guy hit her cervix, no one knew why, but for her it seemed to be an erogenous zone, granting her the most intense orgasms.  So there she was, cumming her brains out with a complete stranger filling up her vagina completely.

 

Her cunt had become a vice as he began to move, but it did not matter to him, he simply grabbed her by her long, brown hair and started slamming into her nice, round, white ass.

 

One of the other men watched her face as the enormous cock was sunk into her pussy initially.  Her eyes rolled up and he thought she was going to pass out, but instead she bit and held her lower lip between her teeth.  He could tell his buddy was making her cum already…she was his kind of slut.

 

He moved swiftly, but smoothly, slipping onto the bed unnoticed as Erica was enjoying her fucking.  He made eye contact with his bro as he settled in front of her and nodded.

 

The hard lunge made Erica cum very hard, opening her mouth in a scream.

 

“Fuck!....Yes!...God Yes!...Oh y,” suddenly she was silenced as another cock was unceremoniously stuffed into her mouth.  Shocked at first, Erica did not know what to do; the man simply looked into her eyes, licking his lips as her wet mouth warmed his cock.

 

The only man Erica had ever finished a blowjob with was her boyfriend, and that was only once.  She did not really like doing it and her boyfriend’s cock was just too big.  Thinking about this, Erica had to decide if she wanted to let this happen.

 

Her cunt decided for her.  She could not ignore the orgasms and could not ignore one simple fact: she was not repulsed by the idea that ALL of these men wanted to fuck her; in fact it turned her on.

 

The man in her mouth soon found that while she was not much good at this, she was definitely into it.  He felt good, so he let her decide how deep and how fast, knowing that his big buddy would soon be out of steam and that he would get her ass next.

 

Erica could not believe what she was doing as the two cocks pleasured her.  The occasional nudging of her cervix, the pulling of her hair (that was new), and the cock in her mouth all had her in a state of bliss unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

 

Unexpectedly, she felt the big man slow, his strokes getting more forcefull, he was ready to cum.

 

And cum he did…

 

After, Erica thought she would take a breather…she was wrong.

 

As the big cock slipped from her pussy, the man in her mouth also pulled out, pulling off her shirt as he left, leaving her in only her bra as another man stepped up and put his cock in her mouth!  She could not believe it; they didn’t even have the decency to offer her a drink in between cocks.

 

Soon she felt a man slip underneath her, his hot body rubbing against hers as he came up to where he could slip his cock into her pussy.  He was not a very big man, but he would do.  His fast upward thrusts spoke of an athletic body, capable of going for hours.

 

Suddenly cum started gushing down her throat.  Erica gagged, but avoided the worst by swallowing most of it.  Just as she was going to protest, her lover gave her another orgasm.

 

Erica threw her head back and sat up, riding her partner.  As she did this, others were commenting…

 

“Never saw one so into it…”

 

“Look at the cum on her chin man…”

 

“I’ll bet her titties are amazing….”

 

Looking down, she saw that her man had given up on keeping up with her and was letting her do all the work.  Placing her palms on his muscular chest, she clawed him hard.

 

“Fuck!  You bitch,“ he yelled as she smiled down at his dismayed face.

 

“Shut up and take your fucking like a man you bitch!” Erica could not believe what had just come out of her mouth.

 

Someone, she did not notice or care who, removed her bra and began fondling her c cups.  A moan escaped her lips as she picked up the pace.

 

“Fuck!  This whore’s cunt is like a vise!”

 

“I wonder what her ass is like?” One of the men thought under his breath as he pulled out a small tube of lube.

 

Walking behind Erica, watching as she bounced up and down on his buddy’s cock and enjoyed having the man behind her pulling on her nipples, he knelt down and slowly began to lube her ass.

 

Though Erica was coming down from all the alcohol she had consumed earlier, she hardly noticed the man rubbing the lube onto her asshole.  She did feel something unusual down there, as his finger penetrated once or twice, but nothing else.  The only thing she cared about was coming again on this awesome man’s cock.

 

The hands on her breasts moved down her sides to her hips, then someone pushed her forward, where the man she was riding could get onto her nipples…this stopped her.  That was when she knew something was up.

 

At the first nudge she tried to escape, but it was no use, the four of them held her still as the man behind her slipped his, thankfully not too large, cock into her anus.  The big man was before her again.

 

“Don’t worry honey, we won’t hurt you any more than necessary,” his voice sounded sincere as he handed her a shot of clear liquid.  The cock was half into her.

 

Taking the shot as one does bad tasting medicine, Erica dropped the glass onto the bed and was turning to say thanks when the big man’s cock was put into her mouth.  It was about then that she came again.

 

The story is that some women can cum if the outside of their g-spot is stimulated.  Erica’s boyfriend would later point out that this is why she loved the anal sex, despite the pain.

 

Only the man behind her moved, pumping his cock in and out of her virgin ass.  She worked carefully on her new lover’s cock, relishing the feel of being double penetrated.

 

It was not long before the man in her ass announced his orgasm and Erica spit out her large companion’s member to tell him to cum on her back.

 

And cum he did…

 

The condom landed next to her face just as she felt the first gush of cum hit her shoulder blades.  Erica always loved that feeling, the feeling of hot cum pooling on her back.  Her latest lover seemed to cum a bucket full, completely filling the small of her back with his cum.

 

Erica suddenly orgasmed.  The man in her cunt had driven deep, hitting her cervix, and triggering a massive cum.  As she sat up and screamed, he started fucking up into her.  It wasn’t much longer…

 

She felt him cumming into the condom as she calmed down, looking deep into his dark eyes.

 

“Little white bitch has been good to us boys,” the big man began, “I think we need to give her all that we can give of what she wants.”

 

Erica did not know what that meant exactly, but it did not take long to find out.  Her last lover got out from under her, but she was forced to remain in the doggy position.  Suddenly a latex covered rod slammed into her pussy as the new man grabbed her hair, jamming her face into the mattress.

 

Over the next two hours, Erica was fucked just like this.  Face down in the bed; her pussy was fucked raw at least once more by each man.  She lost track of her orgasms and at some point passed out.

 

When Erica awoke, she was alone in the room, her clothes folded neatly at her side.  She felt sore all over, not to mention sticky in some areas.  As she got up, she felt what must have been half a gallon of semi dried cum oozing down her back.  This made her feel very dirty, but not as much so as the fifteen used condoms on the bed next to her.

 

She made her way out of the house, noting that she had to find a way to take a shower before going home.  Erica did not want to go home smelling like cum, no matter what her roommate said.

 I finally pulled in the driveway. "Come inside and I'll give ya $20 for the ride." I followed her in but I had other things in mind. We enter the house And she hands me the 20. I refuse. "Come on Richie ya got to take something." Now in my mind all the small talk about not being satisfied had me thinking she was coming on to me. And besides I've been semi-hard since she got into the truck.  I grabbed her and put her against the wall and kissed her deeply. "STOP!,STOP!" Whats wrong?" "I work with your wife perv and your like 20 yrs older than me"

 

    I stepped in closer and put her arms over her head. "I sure am and ask my wife how many times my 8" can make her cum in hour!" This must have done it cause she was ripping her clothes off like the little slut everyone knew she was.

  She was naked and had my fully erct cock out in about 2 minutes. She stepped back and stared at my now purpleish dick. She squated down and took me in her young tender mouth. She wasn't very good, so I told her to slober on it. She did. I pulled out of her mouth. " Spit on it baby..Alot" She spat 5 times, coating my dick. I picked her up and plopped her on the kitchen counter. I walked up and put myself at her entance. And boy was her little twat soaked. I tooke it easy and guided the head in. A minute later I fed her 4 mor inches. I had that bitch squalling. I pumped her pussy nice and slow allowing her to adjust.Her pussy was so tight it felt like my cock was in a vice.

 After about 5 min. I gave her all 8". She squealed and I felt het legs get weak and she let out "OHHHH GGODDD!" I looked down and there was a pool of he cum and juices on the counter. "Come on Richie Fuck Me, Fuck Me Tear me in half!!!!" I tool her frome the counter and bent her over the stove. She grabbed the oven handle and that little cunt pointed right towards me. I walked up and just drove it home. OOHHH FUCKKK she cried out. I grabbed her hair and started fucking her like a jackyl. "YEAH DADDY FUCK YOUR SLUT. Spank my ass daddy" I made both asscheeks red as a lobster."Fuck yeah, I'm CCUUUMMINGGG!" she cried. A minut went by and she came again. " you like a man's cock don't you whore?" "do your parents know they"re raising a whore? I bet your mom an suck and fuck good too"!" This talk made that little whore cum 5 more times. I coulnd't haold back no longer.

 I pulled out so fast taht when I pushed her to her knees her cunt let out a sloppy fart.I crammed all 8" in at once and shot7 loads down her throat. She gagged and spit some up onto the floor.She laid there to give her gapping young pussy some rest. Then we kissed and she said "I won't tell if you make me your slut" I agreed and I went home

Finally, Frankie rolled Shannon on her knees and started slapping her ass. The blood all rushed down, the throbbing started. She rolled her back over and spread her legs. Shannon was sure Frankie was going to start sucking her cunt, but she didn’t. Shannon quivered with anticipation. Then Frankie slapped her pussy. Five, six times. All Shannon wanted was penetration. She moaned, "Please."

Frankie pinned her to the bed again and started to bite her nipples. Shannon arched her back. She came. Frankie said, "Don’t do that. Stop cumming." She bit her nipples, holding them so tight with her teeth, they started to throb. Frankie lapped at the tips of her breasts and flicked them with her finger. Then she jammed her thumb inside Shannon’s cunt. She bit her left nipple between her teeth and held it there. Shannon came. Frankie slapped her pussy. "I said don’t do that." She came again.

Frankie turned up the light to watch. She released her hands. Shannon put her hand down and shut her eyes. She wanted to cum for her, just for her, about six inches from her face. Shannon started to masturbate. She started cumming on the third stroke. She writhed on the bed. Shannon came, cringing, shuddering, in a heap. Frankie watched Shannon come. Watched where she placed her hands, where she fingered herself. Then Frankie licked and rubbed her with her knuckles until she came again and again. She liked the way that Shannon’s face kind of scrunched up when it happened, and she could hear an audible, "ah!" when she did it. Frankie smiled, because she knew she did much the same thing. After Shannon came one more time, Frankie put her head on her tummy to feel the rise and fall of her rhythms.

It took a couple of songs to pass through them from the radio before either of them wanted the other to move. Then Frankie said, "Okay, time to get serious." She began to lick and nip at her breasts, biting them with little half bites, and stopping to suck them persistently. She moved her hand down between Shannon's thighs, and fondled there. She pulled out the vibrator, still warm from her own body, and pushed it inside of Shannon. She thought of it being inside there, and then she started to whisper to her, filling her head with her voice, "Shannon, this was just inside of me, and it was just touching me where it’s now touching you, and it was pulsing against me and I was pulsing against it," and Frankie's voice went on and on. Shannon felt the pulsing vibrations and she thought about having Frankie’s juices inside of her. Shannon started rising against it, then Frankie moved her hand there against her, her fingers reaching inside her vagina. Frankie touched her, pushing the vibrator where she needed to be touched, and swept her up into an uncontrollable climax.

Twenty minutes later, Shannon was cumming some more. Frankie was relentless. Shannon was drenched. Her belly was sore, her pussy was sore. She didn’t care. She was sure she couldn’t come any more. She was certain she was finished forever. Frankie rolled her over. She was lying in a puddle. Shannon didn’t remember ever losing this much control, she’d never made the bed quite this wet. She didn’t know what to say about it. Women don’t compare notes. She didn’t know about other women coming so hard, so frequently, so violently, they lose control and wet all over the bed.

Shannon started talking nonsense. Something about how she was so turned on, she couldn’t move, she couldn’t brush against her pubis without feeling it was all different there. She couldn’t even lay on the flat sheets without being overcome by sensation. She felt like she would go through life for three days straight being turned on, soaking wet. How was she going to go home? How could she face her family? Shannon started sobbing, the emotions washing over her. It was all so confusing. But her body had come so hard; she felt complete relief. Shannon folded up against Frankie’s body, her face all smiling and twisted.

Inside the car, Frankie said, without looking at her friend. "That didn’t take penetration. It wouldn’t have mattered if I prematurely ejaculated. Right?" Frankie continued. "If you want to save your marriage, you’ll have to train Matthew to do that. You get my drift?"

Shannon swallowed. The giddy feeling inside of her dissipated. Yep, she understood.

It didn't take long to get to a nearby town, and it didn't take long to see a motel, but it was sleazy and cheap, so Frankie kept driving. She played the music loud, and they didn't talk. Shannon was now the one who was thinking. She’d never reached an orgasm with anyone but Matthew. And even then, it was rare. It was all about comfort and privacy and personal space. She was going to need to be able to tell Frankie how to do this.

"It's going to take an hour." Shannon said, finally and she leaned forward to turn the radio down, so she would not have to shout.

"That's okay. I have all day."

"I might have to masturbate."

Frankie wrinkled her nose at that word. Women with children in the soccer club didn't talk to each other about this sort of thing. "That's okay," she said, "then I'll watch."

Shannon was feeling unsure about how this was all going to work. Frankie offered to take up with her because Matthew just wasn’t cutting it anymore. Shannon’s husband, Matthew, was having a lot of problems with premature ejaculation. Afterwards, he would just roll over, disgusted with himself and leave her be, like if he couldn’t penetrate to his heart’s desire, then why bother trying to please her at all?

Shannon was sick of it. One day, out of sheer frustration, she made a comment to Frankie on the sidelines.

"It’s been hell..." Shannon said, "and if it doesn’t get any better at home, I’m gonna have to go find me a cowboy."

"A cowboy?"

"Yep. A studly dude with a ten gallon hat and a belt buckle." Shannon giggled, feeling a little relief from finally admitting the problem.

"You aren’t getting your rocks off?"

"Never." Shannon said, her voice barely a whisper. "Not anymore."

Frankie tore open a box of Twinkies. The kids were going to swarm in a few moments. The kids were out on the soccer field, running laps. The moms had to be ready.

"Maybe I can give you a hand." Frankie said quietly. "Then you won’t have to cheat on your husband."

Shit! Shannon could barely breathe after that. She blushed and stared at her shoes. Frankie worked at the bank! Frankie was in charge of the soccer schedule to make sure that the kids got treats during practice. Frankie was just another ordinary mom. Shannon had to stand and watch her son run for a minute, unsure of how to answer. Finally, she ducked and said, "We should talk about this later."

Frankie nodded. Shannon opened a box of CapriSun. It was weird to be acting normal while the conversation had taken a turn towards the carnal. Truth was, Shannon was ecstatic. She’d always wondered what it would be like to sleep with another woman and now her chance was at hand! She pinched herself to make sure this was real.

They had lunch the next Monday. After that they got in one car. Frankie said, "Let’s find a hotel."

They were off.

"You might have to be rough." Shannon said quietly.

Frankie turned and looked at her. "What do you mean? Rough? What exactly are you talking about?"

"You might have to bite my nipples." Shannon said, looking away, embarrassed.

"Then I’ll chew away," Frankie said, relieved that was all it was. This could get interesting. She always knew people had different buttons, but it would be challenging to be part of making someone else's buttons click. Frankie had been fifteen years with her husband, Jacob…funny how we all got so comfortable…

"It’ll probably take penetration." Shannon added. As long as she was telling her everything .

Frankie laughed. "Well there's NOT going to be a cowboy, so I'll do what I can about that."

"And…" Shannon stopped. This part was hard, because people didn't talk about this sort of thing.

"And what?" Frankie wanted to know.

"And sometimes when I come, I push really hard, and...well...if I've relaxed all my muscles…and sometimes, well...you would get wet."

"Oh that." Frankie said. "Then we can take a shower."

"That happens to you?"

"Not really, but I can see the possibility."

Shannon felt better. She was always embarrassed about that part of it, but it felt erotic when it happened. She still didn't know if she could show Frankie this part of her, this kind of wild thing that she could become when she fucked. She laid awake the night before imagining what Frankie looked like when she had sex. Frankie was probably all pretty about it. Well, maybe Frankie wasn't always pretty about it. Sometimes Shannon could come when she was like that, all soft and complacent, but usually it took some groundwork and some acceptance.

They came to Las Cruces.

"We're in Las Cruces?" Shannon said. She hadn't really noticed which way they were driving.

Then she laughed. "Well, we could just go fuck at Becca's, because she never locks her door." Becca had kids on the soccer team, too. Becca was the wild one. One time she bragged that if she crossed a busy intersection while eating a banana, she could stop traffic.

Frankie said, " Stop that. I am not going to fuck you, Shannon. If that’s all you want, I’m stopping the car right here and you can go find that cowboy."

Shannon looked at her to read her reaction. "Sorry," she said. She sometimes said things like that to get a reaction, and well, this time she got one.

Frankie pulled into the gas station. She filled the car with gas, and went in to ask directions. She wasn't quite sure how to say it, she was sure that everyone inside would see that the car was full of only two women, and they would read things into "I need to find a motel" at 2:00 in the afternoon. She bit the bullet and asked.

She got directions, and the guy didn't raise any more of an eyebrow than the man at the intersection while Becca was eating the banana.

They came to the motel. Shannon didn't really care what it looked like, as long as it wasn’t trashy, and it had a bed. They walked in. It smelled funny. Shannon lit a candle and placed it by the bed. The pear scent was subtle and began blowing through the air. It wasn't dark in the room, so they pulled the shades. Frankie pulled her to her, and kissed her so suddenly that Shannon stopped short. Frankie unzipped Shannon's jeans pushed her hand inside and grabbed her pussy,

"So you might need me to get rough?" she asked in a very aggressive whisper.

Shannon smiled, embarrassed. "A little. Hang on though, if you start that way, it won't go anywhere."

"Well then tell me how to start, because I am here to do whatever it's going to take."

"I won't be able to tell you, because I can't say most of this. It’s really hard for me to talk about it. But I can probably move your hand or your mouth where I want it when I want it and if I push into you or say 'harder'--you'll have to work with me."

Frankie gulped in a deep breath. She was not sure how to do any of this, or if she could do it at all. So Shannon added, "and if I can't do it, then I will sit up and we'll walk away from this for a bit, and maybe try again."

"We'll get it right," Frankie said, determined. It was nothing to make a man to come. She was used to Jacob spurting his jizz all over her hand when she was barely getting started. Frankie had never really thought about it being this tricky for another woman. She kind of had a system of things that needed to be in place, a little routine of her own to get her body relaxed and her head in the right mood. But confronted with Shannon’s list of prerequisites, she thought she must be pretty easy about cumming. But, she reasoned, if Matthew could get Shannon to cum, it wasn't impossible. And Frankie figured she had a few tricks of her own. What tricks? She thought of everything that was on Jacob's usual repertoire, and realized that a lot of it came down to penetration. Well, she would think of them as she went. She smiled.

There was a bedside radio. "Music?" she asked.

Shannon was already laying on the bed. Sometimes she liked music when she was having sex. But not this time. Shannon shook her head no.

Frankie studied Shannon on the bed. She was practically shaking, she was so nervous. Why did she always get so stirred up about things?

"Relax" Frankie told her friend, and she pulled off her jeans and lay down beside her. She started to kiss her, and Shannon kissed her back, and they just kissed for awhile, and then Frankie started to undress Shannon and was glad that there was enough light to see what she was doing. Frankie

touched Shannon's body very lightly, watching the goosebumps rise and seeing her nipples respond, then she ran her hands down her body. Shannon lay motionless, allowing Frankie to take the lead.

After a moment, Frankie got up from the bed. She gathered up a small bag, and took it over to the sink. She took out a razor, a pair of scissors, a can of shaving cream. She wet the hotel wash cloth. She retrieved a large towel out of the bathroom and then took a last item out of the cosmetic bag--a bottle of baby oil.

"Okay, hon, come over here and sit up on this counter." She folded the towel and put it on the surface next to the sink.

Shannon was struck with a major attack of modesty right then. It looked like Frankie was about to shave her! She’d never done such a thing! Frankie just stood by the sink, running hot water. Shannon wasn’t sure she would be able to sit with her privates gaping open to some other woman. "I need a glass of wine."

Frankie giggled. "Okay, hon. But I’m not going to bite."

Shannon took a huge swig directly from the wine bottle, the Chardonnay burning as it went down. Shannon wondered what Matthew would think if he were a fly on the wall. Your wife’s about to have some other woman eat her beaver.... she thought. But Frankie looked so self-assured, so confident. She wasn’t phased by this at all! Shannon poured herself a glass of wine, using one of the motel plastic cups.

Shannon then sat on the edge of the counter, on the folded towel. She felt more nervous than she'd ever been in her life. Shannon spread her legs, revealing her crotch for the first time to another woman. It was strange. She’d never been modest about her private parts before. She knew her bush and pussy looked good and that the man she was with had never been disappointed. But Frankie wasn't a man and she was kneeling at face level right in front of her. Shannon felt exposed. It wasn’t like being at the gynecologist. This woman had an agenda.

"You don't need to be embarrassed." Frankie told her, picking up the scissors. "You have a beautiful pussy..."

Just hearing her say that made Shannon turn red. Frankie grabbed a pinch of blonde pubic hair and began snipping at it with the scissors. The hair fell softly onto the towel beneath Shannon’s bottom. Shannon sipped her wine. She needed the alcohol to steady her nerves.

Frankie clipped and snipped her pubic hair as close to the skin as she dared. Shannon was hyper aware of the hands flitting between her legs. Every touch, every brush against skin, made her feel alerted, alive. Frankie’s hands rhythmically pulled a pinch of curly hair away and cut it. She then brushed it downward where it joined the pile accumulating on the towel. As she trimmed close to Shannon’s pussy lips, Shannon felt her fingers brush against her several times. Frankie was humming under her breath as she worked.

"Okay, part two." She said when most of Shannon’s hair was trimmed away. She picked up the washcloth and dipped it into the hot water in the sink.

Shannon sipped at her wine. She looked helplessly down at her crotch while she did this. Already it looked vastly different than what she was used to. Her thick curls were reduced to a pile on the towel, leaving only blonde fuzz less than an eight of an inch or so. Her lips looked much more pronounced. What was she going to say to Matthew? Oh Honey, I got a wild hair up my ass...and well...I shaved it. Ha, ha, ha! Would a bare pussy make him more diligent? If that happened, it would be well worth the effort. But that was far down the road. For now, it was Frankie who was taking the time, Frankie who was preparing to tear that pussy up. Shannon felt funny, knowing she was making this drastic change for a woman, and not the man she loved.

Frankie laid the hot, steamy washcloth over her crotch. Shannon couldn't help but feel a strong tinge of sexual arousal at the contact. The sensation of heat and wetness on her most sensitive parts was really turning her on. Shannon asked Frankie to refill her glass with wine. This was going to be mind-blowing.

Frankie set the washcloth aside and picked up the can of shaving cream. She squirted into the palm of her hand and then, with the fingers of her other hand, began smearing it all over Shannon’s crotch, covering the fuzz that remained. Her fingers rubbed softly, working the cream in. As she neared the portions closest to Shannon’s vaginal lips, Shannon hoped to hell she knew what she was doing. She didn’t want to go home all razor burned. The shaving cream gave off a considerable heat of its own. Shannon relaxed into the aroused feelings she was having. It was all so exciting.

Frankie rinsed her hands in the sink and picked up the razor. "Let's start at the top," she said, reaching forward.

Frankie scraped off the largest accumulation of hair and shaving cream with a few gentle but practiced strokes of the razor. The skin beneath was smooth and slightly reddened from the friction. When her mons pubis was done she began working on the sides, moving from the outside in. After every two or three swipes she would dip the razor into the water. As she got closer to Shannon’s slit she was forced to grasp each lip between two fingers to pull it tight enough to shave. Her grip was firm but pleasingly gentle. Too pleasing. Tingles emanated through Shannon’s crotch and she felt herself getting wet. Frankie was definitely turning her on!

Shannon could feel herself becoming wetter by the second as Frankie’s fingers tugged and

pulled at her lips, from left to right, from bottom to top, shaving the hair away with the razor.

Shannon’s secretions were making her lips so slippery that Frankie had trouble keeping a grip on them. Twice her fingers almost slipped inside as she struggled to get a good grip and each time Shannon stifled a gasp of delight at the sensation. Shannon could smell herself now, the fresh, willing odor of pheromones drifting up from her crotch. Frankie noticed that Shannon’s clit was poking out of its hood like a prairie dog peering out of its hole. It was pink and swollen and Shannon wanted nothing more than to put her fingers to it and start rubbing. The pussy smell was thick in the air. Once Frankie’s knuckle brushed quickly over the top of her clit, making her jump and sending a jolt of pleasure shooting through her stomach.

"Sorry." Frankie said absently. "Hope I didn't hurt you."

"No." Shannon said, shaking her head, almost licking her lips with anticipation. Shannon’s hands were clenched tightly into fists and her body was breaking out in gooseflesh.

Finally Frankie was finished with the razor. She rinsed it in the water and set it aside. She picked up the washcloth once more and, using slow, firm strokes, she wiped away all of the residual shaving cream and hair fragments that remained. As she stroked her with the cloth Shannon’s arousal increased to a higher level as the rough cotton slipped over her lips, her pubis, her clit. Shannon’s hips involuntarily jerked a few times, actions that Frankie seemed not to notice. She set the cloth in the sink when she was done. Shannon was so surprised at how sensitive the whole area was now that it was bare. So alert. Each movement felt a thousand times more erotic.

"Viola!" Frankie exclaimed, leaning back a little. "What do you think?"

Shannon looked down at herself and saw a smooth, unmarred crotch. It was weird. She was so used to seeing hair down there that it was a little like looking at someone else's pussy. A child’s pussy. Except her lips were very swollen and her clit was as erect as she’d ever seen it.

"That was incredibe." Shannon admitted. "I think I’m ready now."

"Not yet. We need to put some baby oil on it." She said, picking up the bottle.

Frankie brought the bottle to her crotch and tipped it upside down, squirting the clear liquid on Shannon’s pussy. Immediately she caught the familiar fragrance, so innocent. Shannon remembered the scent well, from bathing her own children. On her pussy, the oil was cool and slimy. It dribbled downward, running over her clit and her lips and finally to the towel beneath. It felt absolutely divine. Shannon really loved that she was being smothered with Frankie’s attention. Of course, she could have put that oil on herself, but Frankie was taking her time, stroking it on with such tenderness. Shannon was quietly falling in love.

Frankie rubbed the oil into the newly shaved skin. She made tight circles with her fingers, massaging and kneading her flesh. Her fingers slipped deliciously over her pussy lips, pulled at them, and then slid slightly inside. Shannon gasped with pleasure at the contact. Frankie slid in and out, her finger sliding across the clitoris. Shannon moaned a little and her hips rocked, vaginal muscles clenching.

They moved it to the bed. They laid next to each other on the spread. "If I do something you don't like, then you tell me." Frankie stressed.

"You're doing fine."

Frankie kissed and stroked Shannon's body, whispering and licking and sucking on it, never touching her breasts or between her thighs. Shannon started to roll towards her and pushed against her. She was ready to be touched.

Frankie smiled. "I’m not ready yet."

"Well I am." Shannon insisted.

"No you're NOT." Frankie said in a thick voice. "You'll be ready when I say you're ready."

Shannon felt her nipples grow hard with excitement. She sensed that Frankie was going to play the "When I Say You Can" game. She knew that one! She and Matthew played it, but not often enough. She was thrilled that Frankie was starting the game, and wanted to see how long Frankie could last at ordering her around. Matthew was a softie. He could never last long at all, not with the telling her what to do and when to do it. He always got too aroused, and because he was simply bigger, he’d finally just push her over, yank her legs apart, and ejaculate on the way in. Sometimes, she fought him, which made him more determined.

Frankie was about her size, so she didn't see them doing any big wrestling matches. It was definitely a fun way to start.

"Undress me. NOW. Take your time." Frankie ordered.

Shannon moved to undress her friend. Her hands were shaking. She kept expecting someone to rush into their private room and demand, You can’t do that! You’re married. You can’t cheat on your husband with another woman.

"Slow down. Pay attention to what you’re doing. I mean it."

Shannon halted. Frankie was right. Part of what she’d loved about the shaving session was that Frankie had done it so slowly and deliberately, elaborating on every step. Shannon eased Frankie’s sweater up over her head. She traced the line of lace around her bra. Frankie’s bra had push-up inserts, so she flowed out the top. Shannon so wanted to kiss the flesh that was busting out of the cups. Then she realized that she would be allowed, so she leaned down and did it. Just like that. Oh her flesh was so, so soft! There was a small red mole hidden in the cleavage. Shannon kissed it. She unfastened the clip at the front of her bra and peeled the cups away. Oh! Her breasts were so beautiful. They were full and pale. The contrast between the fair skin and the ruddy nipples was incredible. Shannon leaned down to suck the nipples. "Not yet," Frankie ordered. "Just take off the rest of my clothes."

After a bit more of doing things Frankie’s way, Shannon was itching to be touched. She started to ease her hand between her thighs. Frankie saw her hand move and stopped it. "No you don't. You can't do that till I say. Right now, I want you to go down on Me."

And Frankie pushed her head. Shannon started sucking and licking at Frankie's pussy. Frankie lay back on the bed. Shannon started to move her hand to her own pussy again, and Frankie saw it, and said, "I didn't say you could do that." Frankie pulled her hand away, and gripped it tightly. Shannon could not move her hand.

"Hey," Frankie said aggressively, "You’re doing a pretty sloppy job of that pussy eating, you know. I like to be licked here. Right here," and she moved Shannon's mouth to a different spot, and Shannon kissed and licked there, and began to dot it in a steady beat with her tongue.

Frankie lay still and suddenly quiet, so Shannon knew she was on to something. Frankie crumpled under her, and Shannon pulled her hand away. She began to stoke other parts of Frankie's pussy and reached up to rub her nipples with at first very soft, gentle strokes, and then later, more persistent pinching motions. Frankie stopped her mouth at her pussy, and breathed to her in a much different voice, "Suck on my breasts," she pleaded. Shannon did, keeping one hand back where her mouth had been. It was so exciting to make love to Frankie! She couldn't believe how perfect it was. It was all about timing and patience. All about staging and pace.

Frankie knew that Shannon wanted to masturbate. She made her wait. Then she whispered, "Show me where you touch yourself. I want to watch your hand."

Shannon moved. She crouched above Frankie, straddling her face. Shannon closed her eyes, and moved her hand inches away, "showing" Frankie what she liked. The whole idea that she was finger fucking inches in front of another woman’s face was just about enough to set her off! And every movement was intensified because the area was newly bare. It felt so amazing! She couldn’t believe she was going to come so soon! She started to buckle into a climax and follow it. She hadn’t even thought she’d be able to come!!

Frankie noticed the shift of intensity, and stopped her. She moved her hand. Then Frankie's mouth was there on her clit instead.

Shannon froze. What the hell was that? Frankie interrupted her climax! Now she was sure she would never cum. The feeling was gone. If it was going to come back, it needed to be cajoled. Shannon ground her pussy relentlessly against Frankie’s eager face. Frankie explored with her tongue and fingers, urging the intensity to return.

Nothing.

Shannon became certain that Frankie would never make any impact from this position, so she pulled off, and lay down on the bed beside Frankie, resigned. She didn’t think she would cum! Not now. Frankie moved down to open her thighs and played some games of her own. She tasted and sucked and licked and dabbed at places, and traced them with her fingertips. Then slipped her finger inside Shannon's vagina.

Shannon rose a bit in the bed, "Watch your nails," she whispered, distressed.

"Sorry," Frankie said, and she quickly removed her finger to bite off the problem. She could taste Shannon all over her finger. Frankie slipped the finger back inside and began to touch and resist places inside. All the while, Frankie was studying Shannon's face, trying to read her, moving her finger slowly, then changing pace. Shannon made this seem impossible. Would she get her to cum? Maybe the newness of their being together would be enough. But that could go either way. Sometimes the first time was the worst time.

Shannon rolled out from under Frankie’s hand. She pulled away, and laid listlessly on the bed. She felt resigned. She’d wanted to come, and now she was pissed! Shannon got up and moved between Frankie's thighs to taste her again.

"Hey, it’s my turn to make you come, remember?" Frankie teased

Shannon stopped. Frankie was right. That was a habit of hers, and it happened when she was with Matthew especially. She got impatient because she didn’t think she would cum, so she immediately went into the role of the martyr. She’d give up and start to give oral sex to her partner, resenting that Matthew didn’t seem to care whether she came or not. And sometimes he was in his mood, because he would have ejaculated before he was ready. Made for some pretty angry sessions of sex. But Frankie wasn’t doing that to her. Frankie was willing to work through it.

"Then give me a minute," Shannon said, rolling onto her back. Frankie knelt between her thighs. Frankie's breath exhaled warm against Shannon's bare pussy. Frankie pursed her lips like she was about to whistle, and started blowing against Shannon for a minute, then resumed her licking and tasting. She used her hand to feel inside of Shannon, and then she stopped for a minute. She pulled something from her purse on the floor, and asked, "Would it be okay if I used this?" She held up a vibrator. It was not huge, but it was more ample than Shannon was used to.

"On Me or on YOU?" Shannon wanted to know.

"On you."

Shannon thought it more a matter of curiosity than anything else. She wasn’t much into electronics. "You’re doing fine by yourself." Then she thought about it, "Oh go ahead, I want to see what it does. Is that yours?"

"I bought it new just in case." Frankie admitted, face blushing. "I thought it would be tacky to assume that you would want to use something that had already been inside of me."

So Shannon held still and the humming was weird, an odd addition to their breathing. "Can I turn on the radio?" Shannon asked. Frankie turned off the motor, so Shannon could think to find a station. Then Frankie licked Shannon one time with the flat of her tongue, then turned the vibrator on again.

Shannon waited. "I’m not sure that’s doing anything for me," she said after a minute or so. She’d never been big on mechanical toys. Frankie adjusted a button and the motor became more incessant. Shannon could immediately feel a difference, and began rocking into it. Trying to get into it. The toy felt unexpected, but everything was unexpected today.

However, maybe because of the time Pete spends at work, he's often too tired to satisfy me in the bedroom. I didn't think it mattered as I became content with the material goods and creature comforts that made me the envy of my friends and family.

Last summer, we booked a beautiful secluded apartment on a Greek island and as we arrived, I could feel my tensions unwind as i looked forward to a fortnight of relaxation, good food and wine and lots of sex. We got friendly with the only other English couple in the complex whose apartment shared a communal balcony with ours.

Although Dave and Alison were over ten years older than us, they certainly lived life to the full - active days, late nights, they both seemed to live in the fast lane - and they seemed to have a sex life to match! Dave in particular had a certain finesse and sophistication that I found intoxicating and his body was to die for too! Often i lay awake at night (Pete snoring beside me pissed as a rat after a night on the booze) as i was subjected to the sounds of Dave and Alison making love through the partition wall.Judging by the gasps and moans that I emanated, he was as experienced and skilled in the sack as he seemed to be at everything else.

How i envied them both as on the occasions that Pete didn't collapse in a drunken stupor, our lovemaking had become predictable and routine. When I mentioned  as much to Ali one night (after a few too many Metaxas) she confided that Dave was always finding new ways to keep the spice in their  love life. She told me that they had made love on the balcony,on the beach under the stars ("God how I'd love to have witnessed that" I thought) and that they had even joined the 'mile high' club on the plane journey over to Greece.

Whilst i didn't consciously set out to seduce Dave, i suppose the envy and natural attraction towards this gloriously sexy guy made me vow to seize any opportuntiny to sample his lovemaking if ever the chance occurred.

And it did. On the last night, we all reminisced about the holiday as we shared a bottle of Ouzo.After a while, Ali asked to be excused as she needed to pack for the flight the following morning which left the three of us. I felt sexy and attractive; the relentless sunshine had given me a golden tan and I had accentuated this with a skimpy pure white cotton frock which i hoped would please Dave. I spied him holding my gaze for just a little longer than was strictly necessary as we joked and chatted. Pete was meanwhile sinking the ouzo at a rate of knots that meant he would shortly be out for the count. Normally I would have told him to slow down but the thought of being alone with Dave (who was his usual controlled sophisticated self) was something i was keen to experience and so I let Pete carry on drinking himself to oblivion. After a few minutes, Pete staggered to the loo , excusing himself  as he tottered off. Predictably, he didn't return and as i checked up on him I found that he had crashed fully clothed on our bed and was snoring like Rip van Winkle. I knew this was my heaven sent opportunity and as i ventured back out to the balcony I knew I needed to act quickly.

I was so aroused by this time , i no longer cared if I got rejected and seizing my chance i shamelessly grabbed hold of Dave by the arm and pulled him close to me and kissed him. Oh God, the relief and excitement when he responded completely grabbing the cheeks of my bum through my flimsy cotton dress as he held me tight, our tongues darting between each other's lips exploring, devouring one another. I swear I would have swallowed him whole at that point if i'd been able, there was two weeks' worth of pent up arousal that needed to be satisfied and i was going to make sure this delicious sexy man knew how badly i needed him.The thought that Alison or Pete may wake up at any moment only intensified my feelings; I was fed up at being neglected and felt it was only fair that I had a chance to discover the exquisite thrills that Alison had enjoyed repeatedly over the past fortnight.

I led Dave by the hand into our apartment as I figured that Pete was less likely to wake up from his Ouzo induced sleep than Alison.Also part of me wanted him to pay for the neglect in the bedroom and it seemed fitting that I was to seduce Dave on 'home territory'. He sat back luxuriously on the sofa as I wrestled with his shorts, desperate to free that gorgeous plonker that I knew had given Alison so much pleasure. And i wasn't disappointed; it was just as beautiful as I had imagined - already rock hard and fabulously thick - no wonder it had Ali squealing with delight every time he shagged her !

I shamelessly gobbled and sucked on his big veiny tool. It was truly wonderful; much longer and thicker than Pete's and i needed it inside my pussy so very very urgently......

I couldn't risk being interrupted so I pulled his im, easing his shorts off and climbed astride him wriggling so that his juicy dick was fully inside me. And sweet Jesus it felt good - no wonder Ali howled like a banshee when she came , this was a plonker that could fill a girl to the hilt.Watching in the mirror, I saw him grip me by the hips as he fucked me mercilessly making my entire body quiver and shake with the effort and release of orgasm.God it was fucking amazing - I felt his hand cover my mouth as I groaned as i came in tremendous waves on his massive prick - I had lost all sense of where i was and no longer cared that my husband was asleep no more than ten feet away. Dave expertly rubbed my clit as i rode him - i felt that I was going to pass out with pleasure i was so turned on I'd never felt so horny by anything I'd ever done with Pete. Dave was thrusting so fiercely that I was being tossed around like a helpless rag doll and I couldn't have been more ecstatic - it was unbelievably bloody good - so deep and he had such strength and stamina I was in heaven. I just needed to be possessed by this incredible fuckable hunk as I came repeatedly in huge spasms.Just then I felt him tense beneath me as he tweaked my nipples and called out "Rach, Rach I'm gonna come inside you" and with that outburst he emptied his seed deep inside me.

I felt like a queen as I lay on top of him, utterly spent and kissed him as our lust subsided.Briefly, I panicked as i realised we hadn't used any protection - before smiling to myself - if Dave could manage something with one fuck that Pete and I hadn't managed in ten years of marriage then so be it.

With great reluctance, I returned to Pete who was still stretched out comatose. For the first time I despised him and was pleased with myself that i had grab this chance of sexual fulfillment. The next day Dave and I managed a quick snog and grope at the airport and Dave has contacted me since to let me know that he is staying over on business in my area next week and would I like to meet him for dinner and who knows? I've told him that dinner would be nice and very respectable but it's the afters i'm looking forward to - hopefully involving me riding that wonderful juicy cock once again. When it happens, i'll be sure to let you know.

    As I went home the thought of what Mary had sugested kept going through my head and I thought of all the times  Tom had come home drinking with lipstick and womens perfume on his cloths.And I had been true ever since we had been marriedthose 20 years.and besides Bill was a nice looking guy and was Mary serious about us fucking but I knew she couldn't with him and probally didn't have to long to live and she could not turn down her wishes.Next evening when she went to see Mary,the first thing Mary said was did you decide Anne to grant my wish?Ohh Mary I will if Bill wants me,but I never want to ruin our friendship.Ohh thank you Anne,I discused it with Bill several times and I told him that You was thinking on it,and what did you and Bill decide??He wants you and admitted he been wanting you a long time.Really !!!!yes really and I never told you before but me and bill are sort of kinky You probally think but we have talked about joining a swingers group but then I got sick and never joined He would not go with out me,But it sounds crazy to you I guess but Iwe wanted to have diferent sex partners and watch as he did it with anoughter woman and he always wanted to see me with anoughter man best I could do was tell him about things I did when dating before Him.and I told him about some things me and you did.Oh my God Mary what he say,he got all horny and excited.If Tom was any good we would have tried to get ya'll to swap.Anne Bill is in the other bedroom waiting go in and give it good to him or let him give it good to you.

   I kissed Mary on her forward and told her Ok but I was nervous as all hell,She giggled just go fuck him.As I went into the other room my knees felt weak for what I was fixing to do but Mary was right he needed relief and so did I.Bill had the room dark with only a candle burning on the dresser and He said Anne I am so glad you doing this for me and Mary,and as my eyes adjusted to the dim room bill was completly naked with covers rolled back and I could see his huge cock standing erect I scould not tear my eyes away fom it as I slowly undressed seductivly as I did his cock jumped with excitment,as I got down to my bra and panties  I slowly unsnap0ped my bra and dropped it and then slowly let my panties that seem to cling to me  slide down and kicked out as they reached my ankles ,Bill I whispered Take it slow with me as I slid in beside him it been over a year since I did it ,Bill whispered that my body was so sexy as he started kissing me and I kissed him back our tounges met wildly as his hands fondled my tits and found there way down across my stomach that drew tight to his caress and uncontrobaly my hand went to his huge hard cock and balls as his fingers caressed my inner thighs and my now wet pussy lips that was begging to be streched wide by his huge man hood.I whispered Oh Bill I want it in me ,As he pressed down on top my legs curled up around his waist and I guided his throbbing cock to my swollen pussy lips as i was like a dog in heat ,as he spread my inner lips i pressed upward oh Bill Fuck me ,fuck me good,ohhhh you so big and hard ohhhh Going so deep Bill.As now we slapped wildly together like 2 wild animals Ohh your pussy so hot he grunted,so tight feels so good,Ohhh Bill yessss yesss you so hot in me  Fuck me harder yesssyesss sooo good Oh bill fixing to cum  getting close now now ohhh God yessss yesss cummmminng nowwww as I felt his hot cum shoot in me so hot and filling my pussy to overflowing as I felt it ozzing down the crack of my ass,Ohh Billl I gasped.needed that so bad.me too he grunted hoarsely.

I smiled to myself once again, and got up to go to the bathroom and wash my face. I was home from college for a glorious two months of summer holidays, and my mother too had two months off from her teaching job at a nearby college. My father was away abroad on an extended business trip, and my mother and I had the house to ourselves. We had gone through two weeks of the break, and it had been good so far. My mother cooked me luxurious meals, and we watched movies on the VCR late into the night. It was a lazy existence, and I loved every minute of it.

As I wiped my face with a towel, I noticed the note my mother had taped to my bathroom mirror. "Hello, sleepyhead," it said, "I'm going to gossip with some of my friends. There's lunch in the microwave and orange juice in the refrigerator. I'll be back in a couple of hours Love, mom." I grinned at myself in the mirror as I pictured my mother and her lady friends sitting around, sipping tea and exchanging gossip. I ate lunch quickly, watching a re-run of an old western movie on TV Lunch over, I sat on the couch, feeling bored. It was a scorching May afternoon, and I was in no mood to go out. Then I remembered my dad's US returned friend, Roshan Uncle had asked me come over set up his house. I decided to go over to his house, which was a stone's throw distance from ours. Nevertheless, I was sweating from the blazing heat by the time I entered his house via the garage door.

The house stood cool and empty. I was about to call out to Roshan Uncle  when I heard a sound, a sound I thought was a moan. I listened with my head cocked to one side. The sound was coming from the far side of the house, where the bedroom was located. The sound was rhythmic, punctuated occasionally by a low mewling, moaning noise. I silently moved through the dining room into the hall leading to the master bedroom. My blood pressure was rising, my heart pounding, as I crept down to the end of the hall.

I could hear the creak of the bed and a female moaning in obvious pleasure. Someone was having sex! I moved silently, my heart in my mouth. My brain screamed at me to leave but my cock told me to stay a while and steal a peek. The bedroom was to the left, down a short hall past the kitchen. I crouched down low and crawled closer. On my hands and knees I crawled up to the bedroom window, keeping my body as close to the wall as possible. I peered around the corner of the window into the bedroom, and got the shock of my life!

My lovely mother and Roshan Uncle  were semi-naked and in a wild embrace on the bed! My mother was clad only in her bra and panties, and Uncle was still dressed in a loosely-fitting bathrobe. The look on my mother's face was incredible as she tilted her head to receive the hot kisses he was delivering to her lips, mouth, and tongue. Their hands raced over each other's bodies, as they raced to divest themselves of the remainder of their clothing.

Uncle undid my mother's bra, and her magnificent breasts sprung free, the nipples full, swollen with tension. He eyed her tits seriously for a moment. "You've got the most beautiful tits on earth," he said. "They're all yours, only yours," my mother whispered, pulling her shoulders back and thrusting her breasts out towards his face. His response was instantaneous. His mouth caught and sucked at the first nipple until it hardened, then covered her other breast. Mom was in heaven. "Oh God," she moaned, her eyes closed, her hands holding his head to her ample breasts. Her nipples had grown to tiny points, the rock-hard nubs jutting out proudly from her chest.

Uncle  was pushing down the elastic band of her panties now, moving his hand down inside of her tiny black panties from the top. Mom moaned passionately as Uncle 's hand moved up and down against her pussy. After a few more seconds of this he carefully eased her panties down, moving them over her firm round ass. Once they cleared her beautiful buns, her panties fell to the floor around her ankles, and my mother absent-mindedly stepped out of them. Uncle  gently lowered her onto the bed, until she was lying naked underneath him. My mother bent her knees and spread her legs wide, and Uncle knelt between her widely flared hips, and kissed her distended clitoris with his tongue. "Oh God, darling," mom groaned. As he went down on her and plunged his face and tongue into her beautiful, shaved pussy, my mother went wild, crying out how much she wanted him to fuck her. His tongue slowly and deliberately circled my mother's swollen clit, teasing the pouting lips of her hot pussy. Mom was writhing on the bed, moaning "Oh God" over and over again, as she pulled his head closer into her bucking hips. Her eyes were closed, her gorgeous face whipping from side to side on the pillow, globular breasts heaving, as her body responded to his glorious lovemaking.

Uncle  raised his head slightly, still maintaining his tongue deep in her pussy, as my mother twisted and churned her hips, raising her legs way up into the air, bending them at the knees and hips. As I watched, she reached up and wrapped her slender arms around her knees, and brought her upper thighs back down until they both pressed sharply down into her big, well rounded breasts. This caused my mother's back to arch up, bringing her buttocks way up off the bed, and the angle better permitted Uncle  to work his tongue even deeper and deeper into my mother's sopping-wet pussy.

As her pussy became more lubricated with her passion juices, Uncle 's tongue moved in a long, slow curve, starting at the base of my mother's spine, licking along the cleft of her buttocks, pausing to push deep into her vagina, then lifting to tease the sensitive skin where the lips met and the tingling clitoris between them. Uncle  gently slid two fingers up into my mother's sopping snatch while he sucked her dripping clit. Mom began the long breathless groaning towards what appeared to be a mammoth orgasm approaching. Uncle 's tongue teased my mother's pussy, alternately licking her lust-plumped vaginal lips and clit, while he continued to plunge his fingers in and out of her sopping vagina. "Oh God, don't stop, don't stop now," my mother moaned, thrashing about on the bed, "I'm going to come, please, suck my clit harder, make me come," she begged. It was too delicious, this going under. She was seconds away from total release. I watched as he sucked harder on her clit, his fingers plunging in and out of her pussy in a blur of motion. "Oh, yes, yes, yes, I'm almost there, oh God, yesss...." He shoved his thumb up her anus, his tongue sucking mom's clit like his life depended on it. "Yesss...yessss....like that....yessss...I'm cumming.....I'm cummmminnnngggg!" my mother screamed. My mother screamed her pleasure as she came and came in a prolonged orgasm, her hips bucking off the bed, her breasts flopping wildly, as her body exploded with pleasure in response to Uncle’s loving ministrations. It seemed it would go on forever. Each time the sensations ceased, Uncle  would thrust his finger deep into my mother's ass, or lick her clitoris, or bite the lips of her cunt, and it would start all over again; until, out of sheer exhaustion, my mother pleaded: "Stop, Roshan, stop, I've no energy left, it will kill me." My mother's body stopped twitching after several minutes, as he continued to gently lick her engorged clit.

Finally mom weakly pushed his head away, and he slid between her outstretched arms as she embraced him loosely. "That was the best," mom whispered to him, "You certainly know how to pleasure a woman with your tongue." They grinned at each other, and my mother moved down on him, rubbing his cock through his bathrobe. Uncle  lay down on the bed, my mother's body straddling his, his waist inches from my mother's flushed, gorgeous face. Mom's long tongue snaked out, pulling one of the ends of his robe's belt with her teeth. As his robe fell open, my mother stared at his throbbing cock, inched from her mouth, and moaned softly. As I watched my mom stroke his cock with her fingertips, I couldn't help but stare in amazement at his huge cock. It was ten to twelve inches long, and it was thick, my God, it was thick. "Such a big cock," mom cooed, "Like a big lollipop." This was a terribly exciting moment for me. I was about to watch my mother take his cock into her mouth. With a moan of frenzied lust, mom reached out and wrapped both hands around it. I was amazed that so much of his huge cock still protruded from her fists. Holding the shaft steady, mom lowered her head and gently kissed the bloated tip. As my mother's hot breath fanned his prick, Uncle  shivered lustily. Mom's stiff nipples were grazing his body, her luscious big tits swaying gently as she crawled into position. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around the thick, hairy base of his prick, steadying the bucking shaft, gently cupping his balls in her palm. With a moan, my mother stuck out her tongue and began lashing it all over the engorged, purple head of his cock. I shivered with delight. Mom slavered over the head of his cock, greedily licking up the single drop of pre-cum that had formed, moaning at the taste. "God, I love you," my mother groaned, as she slid the head of his cock into her mouth. Mom sucked more and more of his cock into her mouth, her tongue dancing along the sensitive areas of his cock with wild abandon. My mother gently massaged his swollen balls with her fingertips, and Uncle  moaned deep in his throat. Incredibly, his cock was growing bigger, bigger than any cock I had ever seen. It was swelling to mammoth proportions, crowding her throat, pushing against her palate. Yet my mother had no difficulty in swallowing more and more of his cock. She deep-throated him until her nose was buried in his pubic hair, and then slowly let it slide out of her mouth with a loud plop. Then she settled down into a rhythm, sucking his cock, her head bobbing back and forth over the stiff shaft, while she moaned in obvious enjoyment. Uncle  now had a hold on my mother's head and he was pushing it, pulling it, mumbling, "Good, so good, so good, good...."

My mother tore at his hands, and threw herself back on the bed, spreading her legs and thighs wide open in shameless invitation, working to position her body under his, begging, imploring him. "Now Roshan, now, please. Please put it in me, oh, let me, let me put it in. Oh, I love it so. Fuck me, fuck me good." She took the head of his giant cock and guided it to her flared vaginal lips. His cock found the outer lips, and she let go. She was a slave to her desire, and she needed his cock to quench the fire in her loins. Yet he did not give her what she wanted. He rubbed his erect cock up and down her pussy lips, slapping her vaginal mound with his cock-head, and mom moaned. "Oh, God, Roshan, I need you. I need you so bad." He teased her, not allowing her the penetration she desired. "What do you need? Tell me what you need, dear?" Uncle  teased.

My mother wrapped her hand around his cock and fondled it. "This is what I need. I need this inside me. Please don't make me wait to feel your wonderful cock deep inside me. I need you inside me," my mother begged. "Oh, Roshan, my big stud, make love to me! Please take me now!"

"Oh yes, my King, hurt me!" my mother moaned just before he entered her, her eyes transfixed on his mammoth penis. As he slowly slid his giant cock head between her pussy lips, mom screamed. Uncle  slowly slid his monster cock into my mother's willing pussy, straining against her pussy lips, as her vaginal walls quivered and stretched to accommodate his huge maleness. My mother's eyes were closed, and her breathing was ragged. "Take it easy, honey," she said in a high, querulous voice.

"Why?" Uncle  teased, "Looks as though you're enjoying it."

"How can I? It's the size of a fucking watermelon," my mother gasped, working her hips in an incredibly sexy manner to receive him. He withdrew the entire length of his cock, and slowly re-entered my mother's tight pussy. "Shove it in me," my mother cried, her vagina surrendering to the wonderful feelings his cock was producing in her pussy. Uncle  pulled out and re-entered her again and again, enjoying the delicious entry, the hot moistness and snug clinging of her thick, fleshy pussy lips, as his hard penis and her moist vulva held together so deeply inside her. Each of his re-entering thrusts brought a fresh "Aaahhh..." from my mother's parted lips, as her head whipped from side to side. I watched as my mother reached down with her small hands, grasping her big, firm breasts, squeezing and twisting them. Her fingertips grasped her nipples and she pulled and twisted them, stretching them until she winced with the pain, arousing herself further as she moaned with passion. She twirled and pumped her buttocks as far and as fast as she could in an effort to make his cock work as deeply into her pussy as it would go.

With a loud sigh, Uncle  lifted himself upon his hands and knees, his back bowed slightly as he looked down beneath him, and smiled as he saw the reason for his pleasure. There below his hard, flat stomach I could see the thick furry shaft of his huge cock just before it disappeared into my mother's body. As he slowly but firmly thrust his hips upward, causing that fat shaft to sink into my mother's dainty little body, I saw her lift her body up off the bed in an effort to receive as much of his cock as she possibly could.

I watched my mother's hairless pubic region plunging up and down in rhythm with his matching strokes, and I was amazed at how her pretty pussy was being distorted as he plunged his shaft in and out of it. When he withdrew his cock, leaving only the head of it within her, it actually sucked the flesh from her inner vaginal area, outside the now inflamed labia, fully exposing her clitoris. As he shoved his thick shaft forward into my mother's eager pussy, all that flesh disappeared, and in fact so did half those lips, being stuffed deep within her love channel. At first I thought he might come right away, but then he settled down into a rhythm. His strokes were now longer, faster, unceasing ones, and soon he was fucking my mother relentlessly, driving his penis into her unremittingly, as my mother squirmed to encompass his thrusts.

My mother was on her back, her legs spread wide, thighs bent to her chest and held by him. Her head was turning side to side, eyes pressed shut in ecstasy as she moaned in pleasure. Uncle  was leaning forward over her, propping himself up with his arms, driving his thick cock deep into my mother's juicy pussy. Her legs were around the outside of his upper arms toward his shoulders, her pussy was wet and wide open, as he fucked her hard and fast with his big tool. And she'd never looked sexier. I loved the way my mother's lips formed a sensuous "O" as she moaned. I loved the way her tits bounced on every stroke. I watched as my mother's hips moved in perfect rhythm to his thrusts, his big strong ass bouncing up and down between her delicate thighs. I couldn't help looking at his huge cock, covered with her juices, sliding in and out of my mother's pussy.

Uncle  continued pounding his big cock into my mother's dripping pussy. His cock was long and hard as he drove his thick member deep into her, thrusting himself into her cunt, burying his cock to the hilt. Her wetness glistened on his thick shaft as he stroked it in and out of her pussy. His cock was stretching my mother's pussy as he entered her. Over and over he plunged his big cock deep into my mother's glistening pussy, thrusting deep and pumping, pumping, giving her every inch of his great length and thickness.

"Roshan darling, God, you're tearing me apart," my mother gasped.

At first he continued fucking her, as her pussy expanded. "Too hard," he asked, "want me slower?"

"No, goddammit, harder, don't hold back, give it to me harder. I love it, I love you." With a painful effort, my mother brought her hips off the bed and linked her ankles behind his back. This sent him into a frenzy of jack-hammering. His cock now seemed to be attached to a pile-driving mechanism as he held her by the hips and relentlessly hammered his cock into her. With great power he plunged into her, deep, deep into her. He thrust at her, hacking at life, splitting her wide with his fury. He plunged, rutting, with a rage that drove my mother to a sweaty convulsion, as she squirmed slickly beneath him, trying to encompass and hold his frenzied blows. He put one hand over my mother's mouth to stifle her screams.

My mother enthusiastically received his huge penis into her, taking his cock deep into her cunt, moving with him, returning his thrusts, joyously working her pussy onto his big hard cock. She wept with pleasure, urging him from crudity to cruelty, calling him her "King," her "Master." Her pussy was gushing her wetness as his mammoth cock filled her cunt again and again, opening her wide and filling her beyond belief, penetrating so very deep.

"Oh God," my mother screamed, "Don't stop now. That feels wonderful." Apparently my mother liked her sex hard, and I could tell she was getting just what she liked. Mom was panting and gasping, her juice running from her pussy, down the crack of her ass. She was humping and bucking against him, taking his huge cock deep within her to the depths of her womanhood, grinding on his great manhood and crying out her pleasure as he thrust deeply into her.

Uncle  shoved his big cock harder and faster into my mother's pussy as she continued to cry out in ecstasy. At first her legs were in the air, bouncing up and down in rhythm to his powerful thrusts. Then they were wrapped around his waist. Then Uncle  positioned her legs over his shoulders as he pressed them down on her chest for maximum penetration. My mother's ankles were now pinned to the mattress beside her ears and her pussy was being pounded by Uncle’s huge cock. As their hips and groins thrust together and her head began to be slammed against the headboard, my mother dug her nails into Uncle 's back and told him that she had "never been fucked so deep or so hard."

They had been at it for twenty minutes, Mom was in ecstasy, approaching orgasm, thrashing her head from side to side, her thick black hair flying. Her body was damp from the perspiration of her passion as she thrust her hips, taking his length deep within her. She cried out, "Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oohh, yes! Don't stop! Don't stop now! I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum! I'm goingg too cummmm!"

Uncle  continued to drive his cock hard and deep into my mother's pussy as she began to cum. She was delirious, yelling out, "Ohhh Yess! Ohhh God Yesss! Ahh! Ahhhh! Yes! Ohhhhuuunngghhhhh! Ohh Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!". Mom was endlessly cumming, yelling, crying out, thrashing, frantically thrusting her hips over and over again as Uncle  drove his huge penis to the depths of her cunt, causing her body to shudder with wave after crashing wave of orgasm.

Soon Uncle  slowed his pace until he was languidly stroking his hard and bulging member in and out of my mother's soaked and ravaged pussy as she came down from her orgasms. Mom was as limp as a rag doll and her breathing came in ragged, panting gasps. She was still moaning as the last of her orgasms ebbed from her body. Uncle  then slowly slid his cock very deep and completely into my mother's cunt, causing her to moan loudly in pleasure. In that position, pelvis to pelvis with his ten thick inches of hard cock buried completely within her, he reached with his right arm under her and around her waist, lifting her and holding her as he rolled over onto his back.

Mom was now laying full length on top of Uncle  with his big cock still penetrating deep into her pussy. Mom pushed herself up to a sitting position, leaning slightly forward, propping herself up with her hands on his chest. Mom tilted her head back and cried out in pleasure as she leaned back and sank farther down onto his massive penis, her small body quaking in orgasm, her tight pussy clenching and contracting around the stiff manhood filling her so completely.

After her orgasm subsided, she began to ride him again, slowly, raising slightly off his huge erection, then sinking back down upon it, taking him deep into her cunt, grinding down onto him, milking his marvelous penis.

My mother's pace began to increase. Her strokes were still short, but now faster, more insistent. Uncle  was reaching up, squeezing my mother's firm tits in his hands, his fingers pinching her erect nipples as he thrust his cock deep up into her wet pussy while she ground down upon him.

Mom was panting as her strokes became longer and longer until finally a full ten inches of hard thick cock was pummeling in and out of her drenched cunt as she rode him with wild abandon.

"You like that don't you?" he asked, holding her by the waist as he slowed the pace, "You love getting fucked by your husband's friend while your husband is away abroad, don't you?"

"Ohhhh..." my mother tried to respond, "Roshan, please...ummmm.....you feel so good!"

"You like that, eh? You like this big cock, don't you, darling?"

"Ohhhhh...yessss.....yesssss....ooooohhh...I love it! Give it to me baby, give it all to me. No one has ever been that deep in me. That part of me belongs only to you! Keep fucking me baby!"

"No way," Uncle  panted, as he continued to thrust, "I'm gonna cum inside you... I'm gonna make you pregnant... you ready?? I'm going to come in your pussy, I'm gonna make you pregnant," he groaned, fucking my mother hard and fast. "I'm going to shoot my load up your tight little cunt, and fill your cute little tummy so full of sperm, you'll be walking bow-legged from carrying my children. I'm going to keep your belly full of my babies until you're too old to get pregnant any more. You'd like that, wouldn't you, love?"

"Oh yes! Oh God yes! Oh yes, yes, yes! I want to feel you cum! I want you to cum in me! Oh, yes, fill me with your cum" Oh, yes, fill me with your cock, fill me with your cum! "Shoot your load up my pussy, my king," my mother moaned, "Go....ummmmm.......go ahead......make me pregnant..........ooooohhh.....I'm your baby now!" "Oh yessss!" "I'm cumming tooooo....give it to me baby.....oooooooooooohh.....don't stop......not yet......ummmmmm......... ummmmmmmmmmmmmm....." My mother practically screamed as Uncle 's back arched and he began the final thrusting towards orgasm.

Uncle  grasped my mother's shoulders and flipped them both over until he was on top again, and straddled my mother's fleshy thighs in a deep squat. Feverishly, my mother guided his penis down toward the wet, gaping core of her vagina. She rubbed the head of his giant cock up and down the weeping furrow of her pussy. Holding his cock in his hand, he pushed it back into her cunt and re-entered her again with a long, slow, skewering thrust. My mother moaned thickly, her fingers scrabbling at the sheets, as his enormous cock burst into her wet flesh. "You're insatiable," my mother moaned.

My mother's chest was heaving and her breath came in sobbing gasps as Uncle continued to pound her cunt savagely without respite. Her head began to be slammed against the headboard as his thrusts speeded up.

My mother said she wanted to feel his hot, sticky sperm warming her tummy.

"Look at you," Uncle  panted between thrusts, "Demure wife and mother, with her husband’s best friend's cock stuffed up deep inside her belly, wanting him to squirt your sexy little tummy full of the thick sticky white-stuff that makes babies. Well, I'm gonna do just that. Wouldn't you like that, my slut?"

Hearing his obscene words, and feeling his big cock slip-sliding inside her, was too much for my mother. She began to cum again. I watched her as she writhed underneath him, her body dissolving into another delicious orgasm. Her head whipped from side to side on the pillow as little screams of pleasure came from her lips.

"Ready for that baby, " Uncle  asked, and my mother again begged him to impregnate her. "Oh, yes, yes, yes, let everyone know that I fucked some stud's cock up my pussy and had him cum in me," my mother screamed. "I want to feel your baby come pushing out from between my legs, I want to have your baby..."

Suddenly my mother stiffened and shouted as she orgasmed, then she screamed in a shattering climax as Uncle 's huge penis quivered, swelled and erupted within her, exploding, throbbing, jerking and pulsing, the hot burning liquid spurting from his scrotum, splashing his hot cum inside her, spraying his virile seed to the very depths of her fertile, unprotected pussy. For more than a minute he continued to cum, yelling and yelling, pumping jet after jet of white-hot sperm deep into my mother's pussy, sending her into another orgasm as his sperm charged from his cock and spurted deep, deep inside her.

Soon they slowed and finally stopped, Uncle lying with his head between my mother's breasts as she played with his mussed hair. They both lay there, panting, almost sobbing with pure delight as their bodies attempted to recover from the great thrill they had experienced. Come was oozing out of her cunt all around his cock, down the sides of her legs, running down his cock. Both their crotches were soaked in cum. "Was it good?", Uncle  asked my mother, as he withdrew his now-flaccid penis and flopped down on the bed beside her. "Delicious, darling," my mother whispered, stretching her legs, "That was worth waiting for." As his cock withdrew from her cunt, great wads of cum flowed from her, running down into the crack of her ass, dripping onto the bed. My mother kissed Uncle  deeply, thanking him for his sperm. I could see my lovely mother's legs with my Uncle’s cum seeping from her ravaged pussy. My mother lay there with her eyes closed,  a freshly-fucked looked on her face.

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Chapter 1

          I’ve tried a million times to explain to myself how I come to find myself in this situation.  The situation I am talking about is the one that has me on all fours with a black cock sliding in and out of my pussy and mouth.  If that isn’t odd enough, three feet away from me is my daughter Cindy.  She is also on all fours.  She has a black cock in each hand, one in her mouth, and one in her pussy.  She and I were both covered with tons of cum from the six black men that were taking turns fucking us.

          I’d like to say this was an isolated incident but that would be a lie.  The truth is that Cindy and I had been doing this for several weeks now.  As crazy as it sounds, there is an explanation for why I would ever let my daughter become a black cock whore like me.  Let me explain.

          A few weeks ago my 14 year old daughter came home early from school and caught her dear mother, me, in the basement fucking someone other than her father.  To make matters worse it was a black man with a really big cock.  And if that wasn’t bad enough it was her father’s closest oldest friends.  She was pissed, upset, and really not very happy with me.

          As you will remember from the first story, I sat her down and explained how this whole thing got started.  I reminded her that her grandparents had died in a car crash and left us the house.  I also reminded her that the neighborhood had changed a lot from when it was her father’s childhood home.  We talked about how things were when we first moved in and how uncomfortable I felt in an almost black neighborhood.  I had told her that her father had given us, what sounded like, very good advice about living in this neighborhood.  He had been right except for one unexpected problem with her father’s best friend. 

          I told her that his friends name was Bob and that he was a very important person in the area.  I explained that Bob kept hitting on me, sometimes in front of her father.  My husband told me to laugh it off.  He said to be forceful, but nice, when I turned him down.  It didn’t help.  I told my daughter that this went on for almost a year.  Then one night at a community cookout it all came to a head.  I told Cindy that her father was drunk and I had had one more than I should have had.  Bob kept hitting on me, so I got angry.  I asked him what it was going to take to get him to leave me alone.  I told Cindy that Bob made me a deal.  If I would fuck him once that he would never bother me again.  I told Cindy that it was a combination of the Gin, the anger at her father for being no help (again), and the frustration of Bob continuing to press me for sex, but I gave in.

          Bob fucked the hell out of me.  I hadn’t wanted to do it but it was the best sex I had ever had.  I told Cindy that one of the neighborhood assholes had snuck into the basement and had watched us.  Bob left and I was busy trying to recover when I was mounted again.  I thought it was Bob.  It wasn’t.  The guys name was Dwayne.  He too had a really big cock and he knew how to use it.  If that wasn’t bad enough, Dwayne returned a few days later, with a friend.  I tried to stop them but it was no good.  They spent the afternoon fucking my brains out.  Again, I hadn’t wanted it to happen and was really unhappy about it.  I told Cindy that Bob had Dwayne’s ass beaten and it was made clear to him that I was to be left alone.

          I told Cindy that I couldn’t escape the truth.  I hadn’t wanted this to happen, but the truth was that I had cum more in two days than I had in all of my life.  I wasn’t sure that I could stop myself.  I told Cindy that I talked to a college girlfriend who had had some experience with black men.  She had told me that I shouldn’t ignore what had happened.  Staying in control was the key.  Ignoring this would only cause me to act out and lose control.  Losing control could get me caught by my dear husband.  She had said that my fetish for black cock would soon ware off and life would go back to normal.  There was a lot more we talked about and at the time it made since.

          When I got home I set up a meeting with Bob.  I told Cindy that I took my friends advice and had Bob fuck me again.  It was great.  Afterward I told Bob what my friend had said and that I was going to take her advice.  I told Bob that I loved my husband and that I didn’t want to cheat on him.  But, I told Bob, that I couldn’t stop right now.  Bob said that he could help.  He pointed out that the house was old and in need of repairs.  He told me that he knew men that would take care of the work and would be happy to work for pussy.  All of these men were, big, black, handsome, and very well hung.

          I had the house painted, electrical work done, new phone jacks installed, and hired a landscaping crew to take care of the yard.  Over the next few months my pussy got royally fucked, almost daily.  The day that the landscaping crew came always turned into a gangbang.  It was supposed a three man crew but at times I found myself fucking six different men. 

          Cindy had told me that that explained how this got started and why I had allowed so many different men to fuck me.  But she couldn’t understand why I was still doing it 9 years later.  I explained to her that her father was a wonderful man.  He was a great lover and that he too was hung, but not like these black men.  These black men did things to me that had never been done before.  I thought I would grow tired of it, or at least get used to it enough to stop or slow down.  I was wrong.  I had slowed down some over the years, but I hadn’t stopped and wasn’t going to stop.

          Cindy kept my secret and I thought that everything would go back to normal.  But Cindy’s curiosity had been touched and she wanted to know more.  She had skipped school a few times and had watched me get fucked by huge black cocks, without my knowledge.  This activity backfired on Cindy the day that she tried to watch me get gangbanged by the landscaping crew.  My first story left off with the black men finding a half naked Cindy watching the activity.  I had stated that I was stuck in the middle of a black man sandwich (on all fours with a cock in my pussy and a cock in my mouth) and there were men playing with both of my breasts.  I saw what was happening but couldn’t stop it.  I had stated that that was the day that Cindy got her first black cock, lots and lots of black cock.

Chapter 2

          My Thursday gangbang with the landscapers normally ended around 2:30 pm.  That would give me time to clean up and be ready for Cindy to get home from school.  On that Thursday however it lasted much later.  There was no need to cut their fun short considering my daughter was lying naked beside me, getting her brains fucked out.  By the time the men started getting dressed I knew I had very little time to clean up.  I didn’t want there to be anything for my husband to find.

          As the men left through the basement door I pulled Cindy to her feet.  We had very little time to get cleaned up before her father got home.  I didn’t have time to be pissed at her for spying on me.  I didn’t have time to be worried about the condition my daughter was in mentally and physically.  There would be time later to deal with all of these things.  Right now I needed to get her into the shower.

          She looked like a zombie, just looking straight ahead, lost.  Her legs were weak enough that I didn’t feel comfortable with her taking a shower by herself.  So I joined her.  I leaned her against the wall while I quickly got myself cleaned up.  Over the years I had found that my nipples, ass, and pussy were to tender to us a wash cloth during bathing after being royally fucked.  I would soap up my hands and wash off. Doing it this way allowed me to better control the amount of pressure I used on my body, less pain.  I showed this to Cindy but she was too far out of it to do anything to help herself.  I was really worried about her and the way she was acting.  But we didn’t have time for that now.  Since she couldn’t do it for herself, I washed her the best I could.  I had guessed right in that she was very tender, so I tried to be as gentle and quick as possible.  It amazed me at how aroused she still was.  Each time I was forced to touch her breast or nipples she would moan.  She gasp for air and leaned her head against me when I had to wash her pussy.  I thought she was going to have an orgasm when I sprayed to water up into her pussy to get the cum out.  I had never seen my daughter, or any other woman, like this before.

          I know that a lot of readers would love to hear that this turned into a sexual relationship.  It did not.  I am not into women and am really not into sex with my daughter.  GROSS!  I was just happy to get her cleaned up, dressed, and up to her room.  I told her to go to bed and that I would bring her some food later.  I told her it would be best if she stayed away from her father tonight and that we would talk later.  I told her father that she had come home early and wasn’t feeling well and that we should let her sleep.  He agreed and left her alone, thank god.

          I checked in on Cindy after supper and told her that she should stay home from school tomorrow.  I told her that she would have some pain and we really needed some quite time to talk.  She just shook her head and went back to sleep.

          Bob showed up the next morning looking for a good long fuck.  I told him what had happened yesterday and that today wasn’t a good idea.  He was disappointed but totally understood.  He told me to let him know if there was anything that he could do.  I had a really bad feeling that I would need to take him up on that offer very soon.  As Bob left I poured myself another cup of coffee and waited for Cindy to wake up.  We really needed to talk.

Chapter 3

          Cindy slept another hour or so.  I was thankful for that.  I needed some quite time myself, to get my thoughts together.  It may sound weird coming from a woman who loves to fuck black men behind her husbands back, but I have always been a good and responsible mother.  I was a friend when she needed a friend.  I was a nurse, teacher, protector, and whatever else she needed me to be.  I was also the enemy when necessary.  NO DRUGS, STEALING, CHEATING, FIGHTING, and NO SEX.  I did the PTA, girl scouts, soccer mom, and a hell of a lot more.  As a mother goes, June Clever can kiss my ass.  So how could I act like June Clever on a day like today?

          I fixed Cindy some breakfast and started talking to her while she ate.  I wanted to know if she was ok.  She was still shaken but she said she seemed alright.  I asked her to explain what she was doing in the basement yesterday.  I asked her how long had she been spying on me.  I asked her if she felt that she had been raped.    I couldn’t stop myself from asking questions.  She didn’t have a chance to answer any of them because of how fast I fired off the next question, that plus she had a mouth full of food.

          She turned the tables on me and told me that if I would sit down, calm down, and let her finish eating she would try to explain everything to me.  I had used the same line on her when I got caught by her a while back.  I drank my coffee and tried to calm down.  I waited for her to finish eating, my foot tapping the floor under the table the whole time.

          She started off by saying that she was having some pain.  She said that it was hard to walk and hurt to pee.  She said that her throat was sore and that the muscles in her legs and stomach ached.  She said it was exactly like I had told her that I had felt after my first time.  I tried to explain to her that it had to have been worse for her because she was a virgin.  Cindy lowered her head and told me that technically she wasn’t a virgin.  She said that she hadn’t had sex with any of her boyfriends but that she did masturbate and that she also had dildo.  She said that she got the dildo after she had caught me.  She had ordered it online and used my name and credit card.  She said that she had gotten so turned on by my story that she wanted to try some of those things but was too afraid to do it with someone else. 

          She said that she wanted to see what it was like to have sex and the best and safest way to do that was to watch me.  Cindy said that she had snuck home a few times and seen me have sex with three different men.  She said that it had gotten her so turned on that she had played with herself while watching the last guy fuck me.  She said that she was sorry that she spied on me but she couldn’t help herself.  She said that she didn’t realize that yesterday was the landscaper’s day to visit.  She said that she got a little carried away.  She said that she must have made too much noise.  She said that she was in the middle of an orgasm when the men found her.

          I told Cindy that I saw most of what happened to her but that I wasn’t able to stop it.  Cindy laughed and said that I had had my hands full.  And my mouth, and my ….  I stopped her at that point and told her not to be a smartass.  I told her that I was worried about her because I didn’t want this to happen to her and it wasn’t clear how she had felt about it.  I asked her if she felt that she had been raped.

          She said that she was afraid when it happened.  She said that there were too many hands touching her, pulling on her, and pushing her down on the mattress.  I was saying “NO” but nobody seemed to have heard me.  Between the grunts of the men, the moans coming from me and the selective hearing on the part of the men I don’t doubt that she wasn’t heard.  Cindy said she was already half naked anyway so it took little effort from those big black men to finish the job.

          Cindy said it happened so fast.  Before she knew it she had a cock in her mouth and felt something much bigger than her dildo being pushed into her pussy.  Cindy kept saying that it was just like I had described my experience.  It hurt a lot and felt like it was tearing me apart.  She said that even with the pain that it felt better than her dildo ever had.  She said that too many things were happening to me at the same time. 

          She said that the man that was fucking her face was doing his best to ram his cock down my throat.  Cindy said that the cock was both silky yet hard as steel.  She said that when he finally stopped trying to fuck her throat she kind of liked the way it felt going in and out of her mouth.  She said that her first orgasm was stronger than anything she had ever felt, and it didn’t want to stop.  She said that her dildo was 9” long and fat.  She said that both of the cocks that were invading her body were much bigger than that.  I told her that Marcus was the one she was sucking on and he was 11”, and Paul was the one fucking you was 12” and very fat.  She said it felt huge.

Chapter 4

          We continued talking.  Most mothers and daughters would talk about boys, dating, school, and other silly little things.  It was really weird having this conversation.  Cindy continued her tale by telling me she could feel it when Paul cam in her pussy, every last shot he fired.  She also said that she had been very surprised when Marcus shot off into her mouth.  He held her head so that she couldn’t pull away and push his cock deep enough that she had no choice but to swallow.  She said that she didn’t want to swallow but she couldn’t breathe, but the taste wasn’t that bad.

          As soon as one cock was removed from her body another replaced it.  I told her that there were six men and they were used to coming at least three or four times each.  I watched as each of the men took a turn fucking Cindy.  My mouth and pussy was never empty either, but I watched as four men with cocks greater than 10” cam in my daughter’s pussy.  I saw her cum over and over again.  I saw three of the men cum in her mouth.  I heard her moan, cum, and beg for more.  I wondered if that’s what I sounded like.

          When Cindy stopped talking the room grew very quite.  What do you say after hearing and living something like that?  I didn’t want to scare her so I kept my fear that she might have gotten pregnant.  I told her that we needed to get her on the pill.  I have no idea why I said or wanted to do that. I certainly didn’t want to send her the message that I wanted her having sex of any kind, with anybody.  I guess I was afraid that if she was anything like me that her pussy would be full of black cock more often than it would be empty.  It was at that moment that I not only felt like a whore, but I knew that I was a whore.  I just didn’t want my daughter turning into one herself.

          I told Cindy that I was afraid for her.  I told her that it was normal for her to be curious about sex, but what happened last night was just wrong.  I told her that those dogs were going to be after her and she was going to have to be strong when turning them down.  Not only is it wrong but those dumb asses could go to jail for shit like that.  I told her that it was hard enough living in this neighborhood but if they think there is free teenage pussy to be had, god help us.  But more important, your father would find out about everything.

          That seemed to get through to Cindy.  I know that she was looking forward to finding out more about sex, but she didn’t want to hurt anyone.  She didn’t much like the idea of all those older black men hitting on her.  It wouldn’t take much to get a rep and Cindy had plans for her future, big plans.  I told Cindy that we should talk a lot.  I told her that we would treat this like a 12 step program.  We would meet regularly for a girl’s night out and talk about whatever we need to talk about.  I told her that I would act like a sponsor and that she was to call me if she ever got into trouble or was tempted to do anything she shouldn’t.

          Just like any teenager, Cindy didn’t like the idea of all those rules and controls being put on her.  I also wasn’t stupid in expecting Cindy to never have sex now that Pandora’s Box has been opened.  I just wanted her sex life to be more normal, nothing like mine.

          Over the next few days I was able to get Cindy on the pill and had the doctor to check and she if she was pregnant.  I knew it was too early for that but I wanted to try anyway.  The doctor said it wasn’t a good idea giving someone as young as Cindy the morning after pill.  So we were stuck waiting.

          Life tried to return to normal while we waited.  Cindy was back in school and I was back in the basement fucking black cock.  You would think that this scare would be what I needed to stop screwing around.  Instead I couldn’t get enough black cock and cum.  My daily fuck sessions always ended long before I wanted them to.  I nearly fucked my husband to death each night.

          Three weeks later we got the news I was afraid of, Cindy was pregnant.  She flipped out.  I sat her done and went over her options with her.  Keeping the baby was an option, but had so many horrible problems attached to it that it was quickly dropped.  Putting the baby up for adoption was a choice that had just as many problems.  Either of these options meant that people would find out everything.  When people found out that she had had a black baby her rep and her life would change forever.  Abortion seemed the only way out.  But getting this done without anyone, including my husband, finding out would be tricky.  I needed Bob’s help.

          Bob live up to his word.  He was very helpful and made everything happen, no questions asked.  Cindy pretended to be sick for about a week but otherwise nobody knew anything.  My husband was worried.  He’s such a good man.  If he only knew what was really going on in his childhood home.

Chapter 5

          The very first day Cindy went back to school she got in trouble.  I was called to the school and told to speak with the principle.  I waited in his office until her arrived, but I could tell by the buzz around the office that something very bad had happened.

          The principle introduced himself and made small talk while we waited for Cindy to join us.  When everyone had arrived and was seated the principle informer me that Cindy had been caught having sex with the school janitor.  I was informed that the janitor was a black man in his mid 40’s.  They were found in a utility room.

          At first the teachers had thought that Cindy was a victim of a rape.  The janitor denied raping Cindy and soon Cindy had to tell the truth to keep the janitor from being arrested.  The principle told me that Cindy had flirted with the janitor until the janitor told her that he wished he was a young man again.  If he were young again he would show her how a man handles a young tease like her.  Apparently Cindy told him that he wasn’t that old and that she had been with men older that him.  He took her to the utility room. They were found naked, Cindy bent over a stack of boxes, with the janitor pounding away at her pussy.  She was overheard by a teacher begging him to fuck her harder and to cum in her pussy.

          I had no other alternative but to act shocked.  I was expecting something to happen at some time, but not this.  I just looked at her and said that we would talk later.  The principle said that he had fired the janitor and that Cindy would be suspended.  He told me that it would be up to me to press charges, or not.

          On the way home I yelled at Cindy.  I asked what she thought she was doing.  I asked her what happened to all of our agreements.  I asked her how she was going to explain this to her friends.  And what about your father finding out.  She was quite for most of the trip home.  The only defense she offered was that she couldn’t help it.  She said that she was horny.  She said that she is always horny.  She said that all she seemed to be able to think about was getting fucked and big black cocks.

          I asked her if she had done anything else that I should know about.  She said that she hadn’t been able to control herself.  She said that I didn’t need to worry about the principle telling my husband anything because she had given him a blowjob right after she got caught.  Cindy said that she knew some of the sons of the men that had gangbanged her.  She said that she has seduced all three of them.  Cindy said that she was sorry but that she couldn’t control her impulses, that she didn’t think she would be able to stop herself. 

          I had to admit that I did understand what she was saying.  I had thought that if I let these black men have their way with me that I would soon grow tired of it.  I hadn’t.  The desire to be stuffed full of black cock was stronger than ever.  I told Cindy that I understood but didn’t know what to do about it.  She said that she would like to join me in my basement fun.  She said that she would feel safer exploring her sex life.  She said that my circle of men friends had been able to keep my secret and there would be no reason why her father had to find out anything.  Cindy then said that if she couldn’t join me in the basement on a regular basis maybe me Thursday gangbangs would give both of us enough cock to keep her urges under control.

          What would June Cleaver say to an offer like that?  “Can I join you on your next black man gangbang mommy”?  For the first time sense all of this started nine years ago I wanted to quit.  But if I do quit what would happen to Cindy?  I was damned if I do and damned if I don’t.

          So that explains how my life has turned into a three ring circus.  What other mother do you know that sets up gangbangs with black men for their daughter?  How many mothers find themselves flat on my back looking up at my daughter’s pussy get pounded?  I hate to admit that watch her pussy overflow with cum was a real turn on.  But the big question I now have is “What Do I Tell My Husband about our Daughter”?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

science I was the youngest where I work at 17 I was always picked on for being small and she would always try to grab my dick and I would never let her so one day while preparing a desert for a guest she cornered me in the back and made a grab for my dick.

instantly it got hard she started stroking it through my pant and telling me all that can't be yours you probably have a bottle or a banana in there.

so I took it out and show her eyes lit up and grew like saucers suddenly we heard someone coming I fix my self up and she told me she had to get a taste of what I got one of these days.

three weeks lair I got fired and we never got the chance.

about two months ago I was at the bank now at 18 and spotted her we began talking about the usual her husband, kid’s work things like that when she pulled me close and told me that she is still interested in what I got.

at first I had no idea what she was talking about until she lightly stroked my dick and I half jokingly told her that anytime she wanted it just call me.

two weeks later I was at my desk when the secretary called me and told me a lady name Lisa is here to see me so I went downstairs and saw her she told me she was in the mood for some lunch and came to get me to catch up on what has been going on.

as soon as we got to the car she started kissing me with our tongs wrestling each other and I instinctively went for her breast and lightly began massaging it her nipples became hard and stuck out like erasers.

whit the car windows being darkly tinted I wasn't worrying about us being see so I took my time sucking on her nipple as she moaned OHHH YESSSS DO IT JUST LIKE THAT.

my hands now roaming her body and my right one found her pussy under her dress I was stopped dead in my tracks when I noticed that she was not wearing any panties and she was smoothly shaved and soaking wet.

I slid two fingers in easy and told her to drive we crept along the high way as I kept her to the brink of orgasm with two fingers in her pussy and my thumb rubbing her clitt.

when we finally made it to the hotel where she rented a room we ordered room service and ran to our room.

as soon as we were at the door I ripped her clothe off leaving her naked in her high heels and pushed her to he knees as she took my dick in her mouth.

OOOHHH MAAAANNN I groaned as she swallowed me whole and tickled my balls with the tip of her tongue.

then her head started bobbing then all of the sudden she stopped looked at me and told me to face fuck her and don't hold back and I did just that.

every thing was silence except for the squishy sound of me fucking her trough out while spit and slime covered her chin and my balls.

we did this for about 15mins when I pulled her to her fee and dragged her to the bed. I laid her down started kissing her ran my tongue slowly down to her breast and sucked each until they became rock solid.

I traced my tongue to her belly button and twirled my tongue inside I then move to her tights where I lightly kissed up to he shaved pussy.

when I reached it I started teasing he blowing lightly on her clitt then I trace every part of he pussy with the tip of my tongue while making sure I don't touch her clitt \.

I kept that up until she finally cried out in agony “SHITT STOP TEASING ME AND EAT ME ALREADY.

with that I give her one lick from her asshole to her button when I reach it I suck on the little clit like I would a cock while I slid three fingers in her cunt.

she trashed around on the bed while I worked my magic now due to a sickness that almost took my life as a baby left a big crack in the middle of my tongue not nice to look at but feels wonderful so the girls say.

I took her clitt into the crack and started flexing my tongue this sent her over the edge as she arched her back eyes tightly closed and mouth wide open as she sent cum in my mouth like a fire hydrant.