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Dear Sadie

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Dear Sadie,

I'm going to call you Sadie. My mother bought this journal a year ago and now I'm going to call you Sadie. As you can see from the picture I've taped inside your front cover, I'm 13, 5'2", 95 pounds, with long red hair and thick lips. My breasts are just beginning to sprout. I'm between an A cup and B cup. It's kinda hard to get a bra that fits right. Mostly I just use sports bras, or not wear one.

Anyway Sadie, I'm writing you because things in my life have really begun to happen in my life. Last night, I had a sleepover at Nicky's house. Nicky is half Hawaiian. She is my size and weight, but she has the most beautiful olive skin and long dark hair. About nine o'clock, Nicky's mom left us alone and it was "tickle time". That's what me and Nicky ca

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ll it. We take off all our clothes, then lay next to each other on the bed. Nicky usually starts by running her fingers along my body. We've been doing this for three years, but the last time, she actually stuck her fingers in my pussy, then licked them and kissed me. Of course, I had to do the same for her.

I was really looking forward to last night. I was so wet while I watched Nicky undress. Her boobs are smaller than mine. My nipples are pink, but Nicky's are dark brown. We're both only beginning to get our first hairs between our legs. When we were naked, we climbed into the bed. We started to lay next to each other, but Nicky fell over on me. We both giggled and I pulled Nicky as I spread my legs and felt her pussy touch mine. I felt electricity shoot through me and we started rubbing against each other. That's when we heard the noise in Nicky's closet.

We got up and tiptoed to the closet. Nicky pulled the door open and Nicky's ten year old cousin was in the closet. Allen had his pants down around his knees. Nicky grabbed him and threw him across the room. He landed next to the bed and we could both see his thing hanging out. "I can see you enjoy what you're seeing dweeb". She looked at me and I could tell that she was thinking something. "Get on the bed dweeb" she told him, "I'm going to teach Casey something and you're going to enjoy it, but I swear dweeb, if you tell anyone, I'll kill you. Now, get on the bed".

Allen sat on the bed. Nicky pushed him back and made him lie down. She licked her palm, then grabbed his thing. She began working her hand up and down his thing. She used her other hand to put one of his hands on her boob. Allen smiled, then a moment later he shot white stuff all over himself.

"That's called a handjob" she said, "it's an easy way to get a guy off". She stood up and told Allen to stay where he was. She pulled me over to the closet. She started to whisper in my ear. "It hurts the first time a guy puts his thing in you, so, why don't we let dweeb here put his thing in us, then it won't hurt so much the first time?" "You want to?" I asked. Nicky nodded, then walked over to the bed. She climbed on top and slowly put his thing in her. She went up and down about five times, then climbed off. "Your turn" she said.

I climbed on top of Allen. I had a hard time learning where to put my hips, but I finally got his thing in me. It didn't hurt at all, it felt good. I started going up and down. I lost track of how much. Nicky pulled me off of him. "That's enough" she said, "pull your shorts up dweeb and get out of here". Allen got up. We shared a look and I think he knew I wanted more.

A couple of hours later, I was still awake and I could tell Nicky was sleeping. I snuck out of her room and found Allen's room. He was lying on his back. He was only wearing jockeys. I pulled his jockeys down and was surprised to find it hard. I wondered if it hurt. I tried to be careful as I climbed on him. I put his thing in me. It felt so good. I started sliding up and down on him. My boobs felt so hot. I squeezed them and I almost made a noise. I had to bite my lip. I noticed him get stiff, then felt his stuff shoot in me. He smiled, then opened his eyes. "What happened?" he asked. I put my hand on his mouth. "Do you want more?" I asked. He nodded. His thing was still hard and in me. I started riding him again. I put his hands on my boobs. He started thrusting his hips. The bed made a noise and I had to stop him. We started again. A few minutes later, he shot his stuff in me. I gave him a kiss then climbed off.

I had to stop off at the bathroom because his stuff was running down my thighs. I cleaned up as best I could. I climbed back into Nicky's bed. I spooned up next to her. She moaned a little as she held my hand and kissed it. We fell asleep holding each other.

Hi Sadie,

It's been three weeks since I wrote and I have something new to tell you. Three days ago, I was on my way home from school. I noticed this old guy under the creek bridge. I know he was homeless because he had shabby clothes on and he had a shopping cart. I still had the lunch my mom packed because my teacher had bought lunch for me and nicky because we both got A's on a pop quiz. I parked my bike and took him my lunch. He smiled and said "Thank You" as he ate the sandwich. I watched him eat. I guess I was fascinated because I never knew my father or either of my grandfathers. It made me feel good to feed him. I fed him the next day and today, but today.....

After he ate, he smiled and thanked me again. I asked him his name. He told me it was Tom. I asked him if he had a wife. He smiled and said "No". I then got a crazy idea and asked him if he wanted a handjob. He looked at me like I was crazy. "You know, handjob", I said moving my hand up and down. He just sat there, so I pulled up my shirt and showed him my boobs. He grabbed one of my boobs and started sucking on the other. I laid back and started getting hot.

Just then, he stuck his hand under my shorts. He knew where to go because once he started touching me, I felt stirrings in my belly. He stuck his finger in me a couple of times. I wanted to fuck, but I was letting him do what he wanted. Suddenly, he stopped and pulled my shorts off. He moved between my legs and I just let him. A moment later, I felt his thing go in me. Nicky was right, it hurt, but then the pain ebbed and it started to feel better.

It only took a couple of minutes, then he shot his stuff in me. He looked nervous as he pulled his pants up. He looked around, took his shopping cart, and took off. I pulled my shorts up and went home. I took a shower, then a bath. After the bath, I noticed that my pussy stank. I got nervous and worried. When my mom got home, I started crying. I was worried that I had caught a sexual disease and I didn't want to get the old guy in trouble, so I told my mom that I had fooled around with a guy at school and I was scared. She was pissed, but took me to a doctor.

We both cried this afternoon and night. I ended up on the pill and I was grounded until school finished.   

Dear Sadie,

It's been two weeks since summer vacation started. Nicky went away to camp. My mom couldn't afford summer camp, so she made me promise to behave while she was at work. Yesterday, I was riding my bike around and I had to pee, real bad. There's this three story building in my neighborhood. It was the place closest to where I was. I went up to the front door and found it locked. A security guard got up and came to the door. I told him I had to pee. He looked around, and let me in. I thanked him and practically ran to the bathroom.

It was the nicest bathroom I've ever seen. There was a couch and scented soap and towels. When I finished, I went to the desk where the security guard was. Like the homeless guy, he was an old guy. He told me that he wasn't supposed to let me in, but the three people that came in had left. Then he started telling me how he worked 12 hour days on the weekends and how it was slower on Sunday than Saturday. I asked him his name, and he told it was Frank. I asked him if he was married or had a girlfriend. He told me no. I started getting an idea. I asked if I could visit him on Sunday. He told me yes.

When I went today, I wore only a tank top, shorts and flip flops. Frank let me in again, and I went right to the bathroom. I undressed, then poked my head out into the hallway. I called Frank and told him there was something he needed to see. When he walked in the bathroom and saw me naked, his eyes got real big. He just stood there. I grabbed his belt buckle and pulled him to the couch.

I had to open his zipper and get his thing out. I raised up my hips and he finally started responding. His thing was as big as the homeless guy. It didn't hurt at all this time. I was surprised at how long it lasted. He fucked me for an hour before he finally came. He held me for a few minutes, then I got up and got dressed because mom was going to get worried about me.

I gave Frank a kiss as I left the building. Then, as I was leaving, I noticed that Frank had a van. I got an idea, but it would have to wait till next weekend. I can't wait. 

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December 22, 2007

Ohmygawd! Yesterday was so, so incredible.

When I got to work Friday morning, I could see Mr. Washington talking to Donny as I stood there nervously awaiting him in Clint's office. He seemed to be joking about something. It must be strange to know that you're on your way to fuck the wife of the guy you're talking to, but it doesn't seem to faze him at all. God, men are so strange. It makes me laugh.

Donny had told me in the past that Mr. Washington is always going on about how pretty and sexy I am and teasing him about him being able to handle such a "hot" woman. Donny doesn't like him, but he's also just so obviously afraid of him, too. I wonder if he was teasing him this afternoon.  Wouldn't that be so, so sick, like tell
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ing a guy how hot his wife is when you know you are going to fuck her in like just a few minutes!!!  Ohmygawd!  I do remember hoping he would think I'm hot when he sees me, though.  I dressed just for him this morning.

In a way, it would have been better if Clint had been here because maybe I wouldn't have been so nervous, but it's probably better that he wasn't. I wouldn't want him to see me hesitate about anything he has ordered me to do. I just hoped I could do what he wants me to. I thought I could, but, still it was kinda hard to just stand here while Brooke explained what I've become and what Clint wants Mr. Washington to do.  But really, I knew I would do exactly what Clint expected me to.  I do belong to him.  I'm his property.

When Brooke and Mr. Washington came in, it was apparent that she'd explained some of it, because she was telling him that he can do me here in Clint's office or take me home or to a client's place and so on.

Looking contemptuously at me, she said to Mr. Washington, "Clint asked me to tell you that she's company property, and you can use her any way you wish, but he wants her to come back here thoroughly broken in. He said you'd know what that meant. Clint's going to have the company logo either tattooed or branded on her later this week, I don't know which, hopefully both" she went on rather matter of factly, "and he wants you to make her understand what she is. Clint said you'd know what that means," she added laughing hard. "I assume he means she's the company whore, but anyway, there she is. Enjoy!"

It is still embarrassing to hear myself spoken about as if I were nothing more than company property that needs to be broken in and "tagged." I can't believe I didn't say anything when Brooke suggested branding me above my vagina that first time. All Clint was going to do was tattoo the company logo on my butt and add under it, "Property of CM Enterprises." But I still really don't think I'll end up with both. That's just insane. It's Brooke's way of scaring me.

Anyway, while all this was running crazily through my head, Mr. Washington strolled over to me and began to clutch my breasts.

"Yes, Clint told me last week he wanted me to fuck her," he said casually to Brooke,  "and he informed Temple as well, isn't that so, Honey?"

"Yes," I replied. "He told me that you would be a good experience for me."

He just raised his eyebrows, and ordered me to turn around and bend over. He told me to lift my skirt over my hips, which I immediately did.

"No panties, eh," he said to Brooke.

"Clint doesn't allow her any underclothes," Brooke replied. "No bra, no panties."

"Yes, I've actually noticed the bra part. All of us have, I guess. With jugs like that it's certainly apparent that she doesn't wear a bra, and her ass always looks pretty bare, too. Not that any of us are objecting," he laughed, squeezing my breast in his massive black hands. "I see she shaves her cunt. That's a nice look. You say she's a good fuck?"

"I don't, but the guys who've fucked her so far say she is. I don't know. Clint says she has a lot to learn still." But the guys all say she never says no to anything they ask her to do. Isn't that right, Temple?" she snickered, turning to me.

"Well, she'll certainly be trainable, then," Mr. Washington observed. "Her husband doesn't know what's going on?" Mr. Washington asked.

"Apparently not," she smirked.

"Funny, I was just talking to him about his hot wife and him making sure he services her regularly," he laughed.  "How many guys have fucked her?"

"Well, I'm not sure. It's hard to keep track. Clint obviously, and I think maybe a dozen or so clients and vendors and I think the tech guy? Clint says you'll the first of the sales staff to fuck her, though. At least as far as he knows," she smiled. "Clint thought you'd be the best choice to do a real good job on her, and I'll bet you will!" she smirked.  "You sure did on me!"

"Yes, he told me that, too" Mr. Washington said. "I'm sure we'll find something interesting to do to her.  I just hope she's as good as you are, Brooke, honey."

"After you're finished with her, he's going to have her tattooed with the company logo," Brooke went on excitedly, "and I'm encouraging him to have her branded with those brands we used on the leather briefcases last year. But whatever he decides, when she's prepped, he's going to have a sort of coming out party for her and let the rest of the sales staff fuck her then."

"Hmmm...," Mr. Washington said, inspecting my bottom. "I agree. A brand would be perfect. I'll suggest it to him, too. I wouldn't mind at all being the one to do the branding."

"Oh, you'd be perfect," Brooke went on. "Please do tell him it's a good idea. Then he wouldn't think it's just me. But say over her pussy, too, okay?"

I mean I was just like so upset at what that bitch Brooke had just said, but for some reason I didn't say a thing, and I don't know why. I wasn't so upset about the tattooing. I was still pretty positive Clint wouldn't ever allow me to be branded, and to tell the truth, the tattoo idea seemed kinda cool really. I do sort of feel like Clint's property now, so it's like something sort of special between us. The tattoo part was okay. I actually wanted that. And like I said, I was sure Clint wouldn't let anyone brand me. That would be just barbaric.

But the other stuff about the other men really made me mad. It wasn't a bit true what she said. Not at all. I mean, besides Clint, only Mr. Compton and four vendors and one other guy and his son have had me. That's only seven guys not counting Clint. It's not like a dozen like what Brooke said. I'm not a whore! I'm sixteen, and except for my husband, I've only had ten other guys in my whole life, and that's counting the two policemen, and they shouldn't really count cause they kinda like raped me?

Even after Mr. Washington does me, that will only be eleven. That's sure not a whore! Like lots of sixteen-year-olds have had way, way more than that. I bet most have. Like even some fourteen-year-olds have, I bet! That Brooke is such a bitch. I bet she's had tons more. She's the whore, not me.
And here's something else.  The reason everybody is going to get a big Christmas bonus this year is cause of me!!!  Clint told me that this really special client, Mr. Goldberg, might buy this property that he has been trying to sell for like just this really long time, and he wanted me to help out, so I did.  And cause of me, Clint said, Mr. Goldberg did buy the property and it like made our year!
What I didn't know was that Mr. Goldberg was a Jew until Clint told me that Mr. Goldeberg wanted me to be a present for his son's bar something or other the next week.  That's some kinda Jew ceremony, I found out.
Well, I really, really didn't want to do this, cause preacher told me that Jews were unclean and we should always stay away from them.  The worse thing, though, was they were the very ones that killed Jesus!!!  So like I got all weird thinking about not knowing that it was a Jew fucking me when Mr. Goldberg did me, and now he wanted me to let his son fuck me too.  It was really hard to agree, but I did cause of Clint.
Clint told me that Mr. Goldberg would bring his son to this hotel and that he wanted me to be waiting there for him totally nude, with just a bow around my belly like a present.  When he brought his son in I could tell he was really, really nervous.  He was only one year younger than me, but I felt like way, way older than him.  He was a tall, skinny boy with ugly glasses and kinda pimply face, and like I said, really nervous.  Clint had told me it would be his first time.  When Mr. Goldberg walked him over to me and told him I was his bar whatever present and that he could do anything he wanted to me, he wouldn't even look at me.  I think he was scared.
After Mr. Goldberg left, his son, whose name was Shem, asked me what I wanted to do.  Well, what I wanted to do was get out of there, but I said I would like to do what he wanted to do.  He didn't say anything, so I said, "Why don't you just lie down on the bed and we can talk about it."
I took the ridiculous bow off, and sat beside him.  "Is this your first time?" I asked as nicely as I could. 
He mumbled a nervous "Yeah."
"Well, I'll just kinda do stuff and you tell me if you like it, k?  Don't be nervous" I said, putting his hand on my right breast.  I felt just so, so much older and more mature than him.
He just nodded his head and left his hand where I put it, but didn't really "feel" me.  Reaching down to his pants, I slowly unzipped him and asked him if that was okay.  He sort of gulped out a nervous "I guess so," so I went ahead and pulled him out of his pants.
I was really surprised when I saw it.  He was hard, of course, like I expected, but while his father's penis had been like normal size and shape, Shem's was pretty big and curved upward.  I didn't want to put him in my mouth cause, like I said, Jews are unclean and stuff, but I didn't know what else to do, so I just closed my eyes and went ahead and did it.
Because of his shape, it was kinda hard, really hard, actually, to get him clear down my throat, but I finally did.  I hadn't sucked him for more than a minute when I felt him erupt in my mouth.  I was surprised he was so quick, and since I really didn't want to swallow him cause of him being unclean, my mouth just got all filled up real quick.
When I pulled off of his penis, I didn't know what to do with the cum that was filling up my mouth.  I thought about spitting it out, but then I remembered how mad those policemen got when I did that.  I didn't think Shem would beat me like they did, but I wasn't sure.  So I just went ahead and swallowed it.  It was horrid, but at least it was over, I thought.
Well, it wasn't!!!  Like he didn't even get soft for a second, and he seemed much bolder, too.  "I want to fuck you regular now, okay," he said.
I was just totally amazed.  I guess he just must have felt like so, so privileged to be able to have sex with a Christian girl that he just stayed hard!  I felt kinda sorry for him cause I knew Jews probably didn't get to do this too much or maybe ever to Christian girls, and all the Jew women I ever saw were like kinda ugly and stuff.  So I smiled at him and said, "Okay, I guess you can.  But you know I'm a Christian woman, and a Christian woman really shouldn't let a Jew inside her.  So I hope you appreciate what I'm doing and will tell your father how nice I was to you, k."
I don't even know if he was listening, but when I rolled over on to my back, he was on me and in me like instantly!  Maybe it was his shape or maybe the combination of his shape and size, but when he entered me, I was surprised at how quickly I started to respond.  I sure didn't want to climax with a Jew, but like it did.  A hard climax, too!  I even asked him to do me again, a little later.  When he left, though, I was like totally disgusted with myself.
At first I worried I could get pregnant and have a Jew baby cause he put lots of his sperm inside me and I was close to ovulating at the time, but I remember once I read about this woman who had sex with a donkey and the book said that a animal and a human can't have a baby.  That's probably like the same with Jews, I mean like Christians and Jews couldn't have babies, I'm sure.  But I also remember seeing some pictures once of this guy who had like a horse body and a human face, so really, I don't know.

Anyway, those thoughts and memories all got interrupted when Mr. Washington grabbed me by the hand and said that he'd take me home and "give me a good fucking" and walked me quickly towards the backdoor.

His hand just completely engulfed mine. I felt so tiny beside him, like a little lamb in the grip of a giant bear. He is a really big black man. I mean really!

I was worried that my husband might see me leaving, but Mr. Washington sure didn't care. He put his mammoth hand right up under my skirt like he didn't mind who was watching and walked me to the car with my skirt hiked up and his hand right on my bare butt.

I'm much braver about this stuff now, but still, that made me a teeny bit uncomfortable. Obviously, I sure didn't want my husband to see or hear about this, so I pushed his hand away and pulled my skirt back down. I probably shouldn't have giggled when he pulled my skirt right back up and put his hand back on my bare bottom, but I did! He really is very, very fearless and confident, I must say. I felt like such a little girl with him. I really had to smile at how aggressive he was.

Once in the car, he bent over to kiss me. His breath was just horrid and his tongue felt like some huge, disgusting lump of meat probing the back of my throat. That was the first black person I ever kissed, and I did not like it! But I submitted meekly to all of it. If this is what Clint wants, I thought, then I want it too, I guess.

I mean, I've kinda got over being like prejudice and stuff, but it was still kinda creepy to have a colored man kiss me. I did go ahead and let him, though. That's pretty good of me, I think.

"Clint says you have some special talents, Temple," he said, mumbling into my mouth while he kissed me and caressed the back of my neck. "Ever suck black cock before?" he asked, breathing repulsively in my face.

"Well, yes, just once. When I was a girl," I said softly.
"You're still a little girl, Honey.  You like it?"

"I don't know. Maybe. He was very big."

"This big?" he asked, unzipping his pants and displaying himself for me.

I just gulped in amazement. "No, sir," I said timidly, not that big. "I don't know if I can get you in my mouth, Mr. Washington. You're awful big."
Actually, he was no bigger than Ramal, the policeman, was, but he was much bigger than anything I had had in me since then.  I really began to worry about being able to please him.  I didn't do so well with Ramal, I remembered.

"But you'll try, won't you, Honey, cause you want to please Mr. Washington like Clint told you to."

"Yes, sir, I'll try," I said, as he pulled my face down to his colossal sex. And I really, really did intend to try and try hard.

I began to lick it tentatively. To my horror, it got even bigger as it stiffened to its full size. But I was still determined to get him in my mouth and so him my talent!

Meanwhile, he had pulled my skirt up over my waist again and had one hand between my legs, expertly fingering my clitoris while the other held my head down. I could already feel that now familiar tingling in my belly as I began to caress Mr. Washington's penis with my fingers and tongue. I started to sense that this could be a very special climax!

"You don't need your hands on my cock, Temple," he said. "Just work your mouth down on it. You can use your hands to get your blouse off and your tits out," he added, chuckling and pushing my head down hard until the fat head of his huge shaft popped fully into my mouth.

I sucked the head of his cock the way that Clint had shown me, and dutifully unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it off my shoulders, letting my breasts tumble into his lap, while never removing my mouth from his glistening black sex. He was coarsely squeezing one breast seconds later. The head of his magnificent black genitalia had filled my mouth so completely that I literally could bnot breathe.

Even as excited as I was becoming, I was more than a little concerned about sucking him right in the parking lot in daylight. Just before he pulled my head down onto his lap, I had noticed that the dashboard clock read 4:55. I knew that Donny's car was parked only four or five cars away and that he would be walking right past here in about five minutes, and yet here I was trying my best to fit Mr. Washington's massive blackness down my throat. This would be quite a sight for my husband to see. I knew I had to finally say something.

"Mr. Washington, " I said, finally raising my head and gasping for air. "I adore what you're doing to me and would never ask you to stop, but my husband will be coming by here in like seconds. Would it be okay to move somewhere else?"

"Actually, he's coming right now," he chuckled, starting the big Escalade. "Get your mouth back on my cock!"

As he began to pull slowly out of the space he was in, and as I dutifully bent to accept is colossal penis once more, he suddenly stopped, lowered the window, and started talking to my husband!

I was like totally petrified! I couldn't believe what he was doing! But it only seemed to excite Mr. Washington more. His left hand pushed my face down viciously onto his bulging sex while his right hand began to probe my vagina more vigorously, crushing my clitoris against my pelvis.  His cock was nearing the back of my throat and his fingering of me was driving me mad with excitment.

"Donny," he yelled out, "Come over here." I was absolutely paralyzed. I had no idea why he was calling my husband over to the window of the car. "Tell that sweet little wife of yours hello for me when you get home. She's a hot little piece."

"Please, Mr. Washington," I heard Donny reply. "I've asked you not to talk about her that way. She's a good Christian wife."

Mr. Washington just roared. "Donny, my boy, even a good Christian wife needs a good hard fucking occasionally. You doing your job? You going to fuck that sweet little thang when you get her home?  Maybe you need a little practice. See this," he laughed, and with that he used the hand that was buried in my vagina to lift my rear up in the air and expose it right there in front of my husband!

"Know what this nice little piece of ass is, Donny boy? This here is a little whore in training, a little company whore, actually. After I get her all properly prepared, Clint's gonna brand and tattoo her, and all of us salesmen, you included, are gonna start using her to sweeten deals," he said, still holding my "ass" in the air. "We're all gonna fuck her next week, and I want you to fuck her too. Make a real man out of you!" he laughed uproariously.

With his other hand, he suddenly pushed down hard on the back of my head and drove the head of his splendid sex to the very back of my throat and down it. I heard him grunt with pleasure.

Here I was with the massive head of Mr. Washington's penis fully in my mouth and my butt lifted high in the air for my husband to inspect. Fortunately, I knew Donny wouldn't recognize it. After all, he had never seen me nude. But it was nevertheless unbelievably frightening. And incredible exciting!

"I'd let you talk to the whore here, Donny boy, but right now she's got her little white mouth wrapped all around my big black cock," he roared. "I do expect you to fuck her next week, though. Remember that!" he warned commandingly. "Your job gonna depend on it."

"Please, Mr. Washington, that's just an awful sin, you know," I heard Donny reply. "You should have respect for women. And I could never, ever be unfaithful to my wife!"

"Donny," I heard Mr. Washington answer, "I can absolutely promise you that, when you fuck this little whore, you won't be being unfaithful to your wife," he roared with laughter.

"That is so wrong," was all I heard Donny say as Mr. Washington lifted my bottom even higher in the air, shook it, and drove off laughing outrageously.

I was aflutter with conflicting emotions and sensations. I thought what Mr. Washington said was just so mean and awful, and yet it was also so very, very exciting. He seemed so manly, so unafraid of anything. Here he was holding Donny's wife's body up in the air while she tried to swallow his massive sex, and he wasn't nervous or anything or afraid that Donny might know what he was doing. And my God, to say what he did to him? Mr. Washington was obviously a very, very confident and powerful man, and that got me just so, so excited. It makes me all quivery just to write it!

As we drove to his apartment, Mr. Washington continued to pump my head up and down on his shaft, and though I tried desperately to get him completely back down into my throat again, I just couldn't. I came real close, but he had simply become way too big and I didn't really have a lot of room to get myself into position anyway.

He was also shaped differently from any of the other the men I had had in my mouth, except maybe for that black policeman, who was kind of like Mr. Washington, I guess. Like the policeman, the base of Mr. Washington's penis was much, much wider than the head. I could barely get my hands completely around that part of him.

Anyway, I did the best job I could on him and after maybe fifteen minutes or so, I felt him push down hard on my head and a gush, a torrent really, of his seamen erupt into my mouth. I thought it would never end. Fortunately, the head of his penis was at the very back of my throat so most of it gushed right down my esophagus, because I could have never swallowed all of that gush of semen quickly enough. It must have been like gallons! And even with that flood down my throat, my mouth was still filled to the brim. I had to swallow really, really quick.

Black semen tastes a lot different from white guys and smells different, too. Did you know that? It's hotter, too. I'm getting to know a lot about this kinda stuff now.

But anyway, since he seemed finished with me for the time being, I licked him as clean as I could, and we continued the ride to his place.

I don't remember what he talked about (something about what plans he had for me after I became the official office "whore," I think) because I was just mesmerized by his enormous sex lying drained now and slightly coiled in his lap. I thought about how proud he must be to have such manhood and how proud it made me feel that my lips and my body could bring that wonderful magnificence to life so easily! And I knew he would feel so, so proud of me when he entered me and I accepted him entirely.  I was going to make sure of that!

He had said something on the drive to his place that he was going to make me a real woman, and I was sure he was right. I knew his size would be difficult, but I was absolutely determined to take him properly and completely. I was just so determined to please him and make Clint proud of me. Every inch of his wonderful blackness would penetrate my white body. God, I was so, so hot by then!!!

I would have to remember to tell him not to ejaculate in my vagina, though. I couldn't forget that! I was definitely ovulating. Donny and I are scheduled to make love tonight and try and make a baby.

When we got to his apartment and parked at the curb, I started to put my blouse back on, but he grabbed it out of my hands and threw it in the back seat. Did he mean for me to walk from the car to his apartment topless? God, he was so manly and confident. I started to pull my skirt down, but he stopped that too. For some reason that just excited me more than I've ever been excited. Like way more. I could feel myself getting completely wet. He was apparently going to walk me into his apartment building practically nude right in front of his neighbors and everyone! And it wasn't even nearly completely dark yet.

It made me feel so proud that he wanted to display me this way. I was happy I had decided to wear these five inch heels because they made my breasts bounce and sway in the most provocative way, and I especially liked it when I heard what the three guys sitting on the porch said when Mr. Washington walked me by them. It made me almost giddy to see how proud Mr. Washington felt. I promised myself I would be perfect for him. I frantically wanted him to be able to tell those men how good I had been! It's odd, I know, but I felt no shame whatsoever. Only pride!

I was very surprised to see Mr. Washington's wife there when we entered the apartment. She just sneered at me and said to her husband, "Don't make a bloody mess in the bedroom with this whore like you did the last one. I just changed the sheets!" And then she mumbled something about white women, but I couldn't catch it.

Mr. Washington just ignored her (what a bitch!) and once we got to the bedroom, he didn't waste a second. He was already half hard when he lowered his pants, and I instantly knelt to kiss and caress him into his full erection, which took about ten seconds.

He lifted me to my feet and laid me on the bed, pulled my legs up on his shoulders, and because I was so wet, he easily pushed the first six or so inches of his magnificence into my body.

I grew a little apprehensive when I realized that those first six or seven inches had almost completely stuffed me and that there was still considerably more to come. I worried for the first time that I might fail as I had with the colored policeman. The thickest part of his manhood had yet to penetrate me and I knew he was also dangerously close to the bottom of my vagina. Fortunately, Mr. Washington appeared unfazed, and withdrawing only slightly began to renew his assault on my womanhood. Each thick stroke seemed to tear a little, but each stroke brought him delightfully deeper inside of me. But what I dreaded most did happen. With inches yet to go, he encountered my cervix and stopped. He was fully two or three inches from total penetration. And then he withdrew. I was embarrassed and humiliated. I just started crying in frustration.

And then Mr. Washington gave me something to cry about when he roughly turned me over on my belly and announced that he'd "try my ass"!

Positioning me on my knees with my breast pushed down hard onto the bed, he began to slap my ass viciously while he probed my bottom with his penis, slowing spreading it open.
The first sharp pain I felt was when the head of his enormous manhood popped into my rectum. The only lubrication he used was what fluid was still clinging to his sex from my very, very wet vagina.  Just the head of his sex pushing into my anal cavity produced a sharp gasp of pain, but the next stroke caused me to involuntarily scream out in agony. Mr. Washington just laughed and said something about white women. His next two or three hard plunges into my "white ass" were so painful that I embarrassingly pleaded with him to stop. I honestly thought I would pass out from the pain. He was huge, and my anal cavity, having been used only that one time by Mr. Compton was small and tight.

"You sure, bitch?" Mr. Washington said menacingly. "You sure you want me to stop? Clint wants you opened and you've failed with your mouth and you've failed with your cunt, Honey. You want me to tell him you failed with your ass, too? You sure that's what you want me to tell him."

I could see from the mirror on the wall that he had less than half of his penis in me, and the thickest part was yet to come. He was right that I didn't want Clint to think less of me, but what he didn't know was that, in truth, I really didn't want to be embarrassed in front of him, either. I didn't want him laughing at me and thinking I wasn't a real woman. I didn't want him to think that white women couldn't do what black women could. It was true that my mouth and vagina had failed to accommodate him. I couldn't let this part of my body fail too. The memory of my failure with the policeman came flooding back.

No, I decided right then, I didn't want him to stop. Where I got the courage I don't know, but I turned my head to him and said, "Fuck my ass, Mr. Washington. Just fuck it harder, k!" and gritted my teeth and waited for the pain.

I didn't wait long. With a funny little chuckle, he immediately pulled back to the rim of my anus and with one enormous thrust, immersed half of his enormous manhood inside me. On the next stroke, I not only could feel but hear my rectum tear. And the third hard plunge opened me completely. God, this man was so powerful. Four or five strokes later I felt his balls slap against the insides of my thighs, and I knew the entirety of his superb sex was buried fully inside me. Finally!

The pain was almost unbearable, but happily, each succeeding stroke that penetrated my bottom was easier to take than the previous, primarily because blood from his rending of my rectum provided some additional lubrication. Not to say that it didn't hurt, because, like I said, it did. It really, really did. But I could stand it enough now to encourage him, to urge him on. When, after maybe fifteen or twenty vicious strokes I felt his engorged penis erupt inside of me and felt the strength of his ejaculation, I experienced just the warmest sense of pride. I was close now to the woman Clint wanted and the woman Mr. Washington had expected me to be and the woman the policeman never experienced.

"I guess we did make a mess of the sheets," I said coyly, smiling at Mr. Washington after he finished and withdrew. "Your wife is going to be mad at us."

"She'll get over it," he laughed, stretching himself out in the easy chair next to his bed.

His black body gleamed slightly with sweat. I was surprised at his build. He seemed almost fat in his clothes, but naked, as he was now, he was merely big. Large but very solid. And of course my eyes really kept straying to his truly majestic sex, which had done such glorious damage to my young body.

"I'm glad you were able to open me, Mr. Washington," I said shyly.

"You really do want to be a little whore, don't you, Temple," he chuckled, rising and stroking my vagina gently. "Come clean my cock."

"Well, I didn't want to disappoint you completely, and I don't want to disappoint Clint when he does what you say he's going to do," I said kneeling in front of him as I began to lick his glistening black cock clean. "Is he really going to do all that stuff to me?"

"You mean what Brooke said?"

"Yes," I replied. "I mean I guess I know he's going to have me tattooed and stuff, and I guess I don't really mind that. But is he really going to have everyone in the office have sex with me?"

"That's the plan, Sweetie," Mr. Washington answered, returning to his chair.

"You were kidding about my husband, though, right?" I asked.

He just winked and smiled at me.

"Mr. Washington," I hesitated. "Can you wife take all of you, you know, like in her vagina?"

He just burst out laughing. "Of course she can, Honey. She's a black woman!"

I just started to burn with embarrassment. I was like bright red! He seemed to be implying that I wasn't woman enough to take him, and I suppose he was right. Because I had failed. I can't tell you how much it hurt me to hear him say that I couldn't do what was so easy for his wife.
"Can Brooke take all of you?" I asked, fearful that he would answer yes.
"Almost, but not quite."

More than anything now, I had to have him in me completely, no matter the consequences.  I didn't say anything for like a minute, maybe even more. And then, taking a deep breath, I said, "Would you please let me try again?"

"You want me to try your cunt again?"

I just nodded.

"Bust it open?"

"Yes, sir, I guess so. If you have to," I murmured nervously.  "I hope you don't have to, but if you do, I guess yes then."

"You are a fucking hot little slut, aren't you," he laughed.

"I just don't want you to be disappointed in me," I stumblingly said.

"Well, let's see what you can do then, little white bitch," he laughed.

Grabbing my breasts, he lifted me from my knees and pulled me onto his lap. My body looked so, so small and white enveloped in his massive blackness. My boobs, as I've mentioned, are very naturally large, but because I was ovulating, they were fully a cup size larger, and yet when his hands closed around my breast they engulfed them almost completely. His penis, even relaxed as it was now, seemed nearly as large as my forearm.

"You want me to fuck you again?"

"I would like that, yes, sir,' I answered politely.

Why don't you get back on your knees there and beg me?" he replied, pointing to a spot directly in front of the chair.

I wiggled off of his lap and quickly knelt in front of him. Somewhat tremulously I said, "Would you please have sex with me again, Mr. Washington?"

"I just had sex with you, bitch," he answered somewhat rudely. "Ask me to fuck you in your white cunt. I want to hear you say 'Mr. Washington, will you please make a real woman out of me by doing me the great honor of using your magnificent black cock to completely rip my shallow white cunt open?'"

Now I was really embarrassed. Did he really think that? Was I really that pathetic in bed? I wasn't a real woman?! My body wasn't like "fuckable?"

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I said as humbly as I could, "Mr. Washington, would you please open my pathetic white cunt with your magnificent black cock and make a woman out of me?"

And then I suddenly saw something truly amazing, and it made me feel tremendously proud. His large cock suddenly began to stir and slightly stiffen, and I realized that my words alone had caused his powerful penis to come to life again. That's what made me so proud. I bent to kiss it slightly, and looked up at him and said pleadingly, "May I?"

He nodded, and I began to lick the length of his gigantic rod, letting the magnificent head of his majestic cock slip into my mouth each time I licked my way to the top. I cannot describe the thrill and pride I felt as his beautiful black manhood began to uncoil.

Before he was fully erect, I managed to pull him completely down my throat. I smiled up at him in complete jubilation.

When he was fully erect, he told me to mount him there on the chair. I eagerly climbed back onto his lap and began slowly to lower myself on to his blackness. I was so erotically charged, so wet and hot, that he slipped easily and deeply into my desperately willing vagina. I felt that surge of passion and that deep, deep special feeling begin to radiate through my body. I thrust my body up and down and his imposing shaft as hard as I could, hoping to force all of his extraordinary manhood into my tiny white body.

I was going crazy with desire. I just knew that if I could get him all the way inside me, we both would experience incredible climaxes, and I selfishly wanted mine frantically and recklessly. "Mr. Washington," I moaned, kissing him in a mad frenzy, "open me!"

Instantly, he lifted me off of his engorged genitalia, and holding me above his head by my breasts, carried me to the bed. In the throes of passion, all I could moan over and over was his name as he dropped me on the bloody sheets and pushed my legs up to my chest. An instant later, I felt his thrilling cock pistoning ferociously in and out of my sopping vagina, pumping hard now up against my cervix.

"Oh God," I appropriately cried out, because I truly was being "fucked" by a black god. I don't like to use that word, but no other word describes what he was doing to me and what I was feeling.

But he still wasn't all the way in me. I was becoming so frustrated, even angry. "Open me, Mr. Washington, Please, open me," I started to wail. "Don't listen to me if I say to stop!"

He called me a little white whore, and then instantly began a very serious and powerful assault on my cervix. "You sure you want this?" he growled.

"Open me!" was all I could say.

I need to be his woman, his complete woman.

It was nearly as painful as his invasion of my anal cavity, but oh so much more thrilling and erotic. Painful though it was, I continued to adjust my body to give him better access and to encourage his penetration. But finally, the pain was too engulfing and I began to beg him to stop.

I was thrashing about in pain and passion, screaming out "Fuck me, fuck me" in one breath, and "Oh God, stop" in another.

But ever so slowly, his assault began to achieve its goal. Through clouding pain, I could feel my cervix begin to dilate somewhat. That seemed to be all the room he needed. Five or six masterful strokes later, I felt my cervix give way entirely. Instantly, I experienced the incredible sensation of the entire length of his splendid sex slipping easily and deeply into my womb. My body was totally open for him! At last!!

He had impaled me completely! His enormous manhood was fully in my womb. And I was on the edge of the most spectacular climax I could have ever imagined, throwing my head back and forth, screaming out his name, urging him to "fuck me" over and over.

And then he stopped and withdrew!

"Mr. Washington, please. What are you doing? For God's sake, come back in me!" I screamed out in insane fury. "Fuck me, please, Mr. Washington!  Fuck me, for God's sake! Please!"

"Didn't you tell me not to cum in your cunt, Honey?" he mocked me.

"Oh God, it's too late for that. Just come back in me. Finish inside me!" I was crazed with passion and desire.

"You want this hot black seed in your little white cunt, eh baby?"

Oh God, no, yes, yes, I don't know. Just come back in me," I pleaded frantically. "Yes, finish inside me. I don't care. Just please fuck me, please!"

I would never have allowed this if I were not completely abandoned, utterly insane with lust, but I was. I was acting like common whore. All I could think of was the exceptional climax that I knew was only a few hard strokes away. I must have it. The consequences no longer mattered. And when he asked me to beg him to plant a black baby in me, I did. Shamelessly.

As his powerful sex plunged again into my willing and totally open body, I experienced an incomparable sexual elation, and when I felt him spill his gush of hot black seed into my open, fertile womb, I finally experienced the climax that I had spent so long dreaming about. The explosion inside me affected my entire body and the scream that escaped my lips was a pure animal cry of utter and gross gratification. No one, not Clint, not Mr. Compton, none of the other men, had done to me what Mr. Washington had just done.

When I looked down and saw Mr. Washington fully embedded inside me, planting the last of his exotic seed deep, deep inside my womb, I knew I was fully a woman. I just grabbed him by the neck, pulled myself up to his lips and kissed him passionately. I thanked him with all my heart. "You've made me a woman," I whispered feverishly, as I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth. "Finally!"

I loved it that he made me walk downstairs totally nude. I just stared at his wife when I walked past her, cause I just knew that she knew that I was as much a woman as she was! I had taken every inch of her man inside me, and I was much, much prettier, too. She didn't say a word! I just beamed!

When we walked outside, I just felt so incredibly erotic. My five-inch pumps were once again making my boobs bounce seductively, and I know my ass looked so firm and sexy. I was so, so glad to be Mr. Washington's hot, sexy white bitch and make him proud. I didn't even care that maybe what the guys were saying as I walked past was maybe a little tiny bit lewd, 'cause Mr. Washington had his arm around me and I felt very desirable and completely protected.

I knew he was proud of his "bitch," as he called me, and I was oh so, so happy to be his woman. I made him promise to keep me opened, and he said he would. I felt like this was my first time, and it was wonderful. I knew I would always be his bitch.

December 29, 2007

It's taken me over a week to write about Mr. Washington. I just wanted to get it perfect. I hurt for like three days after he had sex with me, and I was a little nervous that maybe I wouldn't be as good for him the next time, but when he took me the next time, he opened me pretty easily. I mean it still hurt, but not as bad. It was in his office and he didn't take me anally, but he was all the way into my womb by his fourth or fifth stroke. And he put so, so much of his sperm in me. My God, I was leaking like the whole day and even when I got home. I just love the way he takes me.

I felt maybe a little bad when Donny made love to me after that first time with Mr. Washington. I wanted to say, no, but he insisted it was the right time to make a baby. I sure hope he's wrong, cause it sure wouldn't be his baby!  And I do sort of feel like there might be a little black baby growing inside me right now.

He told me what Mr. Washington had said to him in the car and how disgusted he was by it. I told him I was just astonished that anyone would say or do such a thing. I am such a hypocrite, I know

It's good, too, that Donny's inexperienced. He must have thought all that semen inside me was just my natural juices.

I guess Clint decided I wouldn't be the "Company Christmas Bonus." Now he says he's having me tattooed tomorrow and "partying" me in the office on New Year's eve. He's going to have "Exclusive Property of CM Enterprises," tattooed on my butt. I know Brooke wants him to brand me, too. I don't know if he will. I hope not. I'm not sure anymore, though. Mr. Washington wants it done, too. Like I said, I don't mind the tattoo part. It kind of makes me proud that Clint wants to own me. Maybe if Mr. Washington is the one who brands me it won't be so bad. Still, I hope it doesn't happen. I do feel like I sort of belong to Mr. Washington more than anyone, though. I mean I know I'm Clint's property and stuff, but Mr. Washington is special.

This afternoon, Mr. Washington is going to "fuck his bitch," as he likes to say. I'm very excited about that. Oh God, I opened so easily for him now, and when he's so, so deep in me, I just can't describe how perfect the feeling is. My climaxes are so violent with him, like I'm shaking for an hour after.

Mr. Washington still says that when the sales guys all do me on New Year's eve, he's going to make Donny fuck me, too. That would be just awful. I wonder what I would do. Weird.

After School

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AFTER SCHOOL

 

“Come on in, Peter.” Laura Rogers said with a big smile, “How was school today, dear?”

 

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ty good, Mrs. Rogers.” Peter replied quickly, “I was so excited about our session this week, so my mind wasn’t on my studies today. I did what you asked, and waited all week.”

 

“How sweet of you.” Laura answered while kissing the young lad on the cheek. “Lets go inside I have some cookies and milk.” Laura cooed wrapping her arm around him, “I’ve been thinking of you all week myself. I have a special surprise for you today.” 

 

“I want smokes and beer. Is it smokes and beer?” Peter blurted out sarcastically.

 

“Those aren’t good for you. They’ll stunt your growth, make you stink, and make you sick.” Laura laughed playing along.

 

“Smokes and beers, smokes and beers. That’s what they say.  All the guys smoke and drink so do most of the girls.” Peter mocked in a disgusting tone bobbing his fist up and down in the air in a masturbatory gesture.

 

“Have you ever seen any of the other ‘Guys’ over here?” Laura commented pointedly

 

“No! I’m glad too! I like you Laura I pretend that I’m the only one, but I know that you have other friends and I want you to know that that is okay. I like spending time here. Those other boys are going to have trouble later on aren’t they?” Peter asked as he salaciously looked at Laura.

 

“Oh how sweet you are, thank you.” Laura acknowledged then cautioned, “Don’t let the others taunt you into their bad habits; and yes they are going to have trouble later on.” And then with a wet grin beaming purred, “I wish I had a camera so I could capture that look on your face.” Her voice trailed off with a quiet twitter.

 

Her comment though he know it was kind made him fidget around and lose his precious smile. “I won’t; I know it’s bad, plus it’s really expensive.” Peter assured as he nuzzled Laura’s arm.

 

“Hey you want to go out to the back yard it’s sunny?” Laura tempted.

 

“Yea sounds good your cookies are good, but all I really want is ice water, it’s hot, and I’m thirsty.” He said staring out the window.

 

“Peter is something wrong?” Laura asked concerned at the distance in his voice.

 

“Well yes and no. I’ve thought of nothing else all week long, and all we are doing is talking about cookies, smokes, and ice water.” His voice trembling slightly, then demanding, “Look at my pant leg I’ve soaked it, and my dick is so hard it hurts.” As he stood back from the window Laura could see a tent like bulge at the crotch of his jeans, as well as a big dark wet spot around the tent and a streak running down just passed his knee.

 

“Oh honey! You poor boy come over here let Mama Rodgers kiss it and make it all feel better.” Laura cajoled warmly holding her arms open bidding him to walk closer with a broad smile beaming from her face, “Now be a good boy, and let me have your hard cock.” Laura sang as she hurriedly unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and shoved them and Peter’s soaking boxer shorts down around is ankles, his hard penis bounced free from its cotton prison, flinging a long stringer of precum onto Laura’s face. “My, my, Peter.” Laura noted excitedly and with a very husky voice observed, “You do have a soaking penis but a hard one at that.”

 

“Yea its been oozing since I knocked on your door.” Peter purred as he stepped closer to Laura he stumbled slightly as he kicked his clothes across the room. She pulled a pillow from the couch and put it under her knees.

 

“I could suck you for hours.” Laura said eagerly, wrapping her hand around the base of his ridged penis, and sniffed at it’s wet slippery head. As she squeezed the base of his shaft a long stringer of precum stretched down to her tongue. Peter reeled and gasped as Laura gave his gland a firm-sucking kiss while milking the length of his shaft.

 

“Oh…! God…! Thank you Laura.” the young Peter crooned thickly as the forty-ish teacher gently stroked his rapidly throbbing erection, “Ar…are you going to suck me off now?” asked Pete as he ran his fingers through her hair.

 

“Do you want me to?” she asked softly, as another long drop of precum stretched and hung from the end of his big hard cock.

 

“Oh yes, please.” he pleadingly asked and moaning added, “It has been so long I feel, I’m going to burst!”

 

While still masturbating him slowly she sucked the drop into her mouth then asked, “Tell me, Peter, how often did you masturbate before you met me? I’m sure a horny young man like you gave that hard young cock all of attention it demanded.”

 

“Oh, yes.” he groaned, as Laura squeezed and stroked Peter’s shaft and gland suckling on each testicle in turn, “I did it at least twice a day, sometimes three times a day; once in the morning before school, and at night after I went to bed.” And with an impish smile beaming added, “Some times I might cum twice before I went to sleep.” And after a long pause Peter embarrassingly added, “I used to jack-off in the shitters once in a while too.”

 

“Mmmmm, that sounds so sexy.” Laura sighed, while squeezing and suckling his big gland, “Weren’t you afraid of getting caught? What do you think about when you masturbate?”

 

“I usually think about some of the girls at school.” Peter replied softly with a warm smile and then a look of concentration washed across his face, “Funny the fear of getting caught made me cum harder and faster.”

 

“Any one special.” Laura pressed and nosing further asked, “And could you see her face when you were cumming in the john?”

 

“Yes.” Peter hissed dreamily and then his body tensed and he gripped Laura’s hair.

 

“Be very still and breathe slowly and deeply.” Laura coaxed, “What’s her name?” she asked prying further without stimulating the near ready to explode member.

 

Peter squirmed as his muscles tensed and his voice caught in his throat from wanting and not wanting cum or to betray her name, “Uh… it it’s Becky… Becky Gains.” Pete moaned in surrender as the tensions grew, “Laura I am really close to cumming! The way you were squeezing the head of my penis felt ‘sooo…!’ goood…! It… It feels like my heart is beating in my balls.” Peter’s body was beginning to relax

 

“Have you ever taken her out?” Laura asked and her stimulation still on hold letting just let the turgid member throb in her mouth and hand.

 

“Oh, no.” Peter answered quickly, “She’d never go out with me.” And as his disappointment came into mind his taut shaft relaxed slightly.

 

“Why not?” Laura asked as she began massaging his scrotum, and started mouthing his gland again and between slurps remarked,  “I’m sure if Becky ever saw your big cock, she would fall in love with you. I want you to close your eyes and think about Becky, I want you to pretend that she is the one putting your big hard cock into her mouth, and that it is her throat that will soon get soaked with your hot thick sperm.”

 

“I suppose you are right…?! but can’t I please…? Please I want to think of you? I like you, and it ‘has…!’ been you that has been drinking my cum these last few weeks.” He cajoled then grabbed two handfuls of Laura’s black hair and pulled her face to his curly hairs shoving his penis deep into Laura’s throat.

 

“I’m sure if Becky had your dick cumming in her mouth she suck your cum down.” Laura argued after catching her breath from a soft gag and cough.

 

“I don’t know about that.” he said doubtingly, as his penis turned semi-flaccid, “She looks and acts like she is afraid to get it on her face much less in her mouth.”

 

“Do you know what Becky would do, if she were here right now?” Laura asked softly as she quickened her ministrations.

 

“No.” he gasped nervously, “What would she do?”

 

“Well.” Laura replied under her breath, “she’d do this.”  Laura dropped her head, and took all of Peter’s cock into her warm wet mouth, pressing his testes to her chin with one hand and fingering his anus with the other while nuzzling his pubic hairs with her nose.

 

“Oh, God…! Yesss...!” He hissed through clenched teeth, “That feels incredible.” As Laura swallowed the full length several times, and then suckled on the head as Peter’s rigid shaft swelled and pulsed in her hands and then singing out added, “Oh…! Oh…! Right there…! Just under the head of my dick, oh yeah, right there, mmmmmmmm, Yesss…! Massage that thick skin!”

 

If there was one thing that Laura adored, it was having a young hard cock full of sperm, to suck and swallow, a cute teenage vagina full of nectar to suck on and drink was nice too. Peter had one big cock and sack full of testicles to match for his age, and he gave them to her eagerly. She had sucked the head enough to make his precum start to flow into her mouth, and she noisily swallowed every drop.

 

He wasn’t physically imposing. He only weighed one hundred forty five pounds or so. Laura was fixated on his big hard dick she always measured her boys to see how they compared; and Peter had a thick, seven and half inch boner. It wasn’t just the length and girth of his dick that put him in the top-ten list; or the size of his testicles, nor was it the copious amount of semen, but the explosiveness of his ejaculations. She had never seen another man cum as much or as powerfully as Peter did during orgasm; one time after having sex in bed she found a thick rope of semen oozing down the wall, she mused as she looked at it slowly sagging and thought it had to have landed there after he accidentally slipped out of her vagina. Even during a second orgasm, it would explode into her mouth faster than she could swallow or surge out and run down her thighs when it was inside her vagina.

 

He was very highly sexed; it took three months of once a-day sessions, before Laura was finally able to suck him for extended periods of time, without peter ejaculating in the first few minutes. Although he gained a modicum of self-control, over these past months, he was still just a young man, as far as sex was concerned a very eager young man. Just then Laura felt his cock turn hot, and sperm oozed into her mouth. Then Peter’s whole body stiffen, he exhaled loudly several times as explosive torrents of hot cum gushed into her mouth and down her throat. It squished out between her lips and Peter’s pulsing shaft and spilled down Laura’s chin and neck. Laura grunted softly as she greedily swallowed the hot copious surges of sperm, and slurping loudly as she gasped for air. When Peter finally stopped cumming Laura slid his full length deep into her throat and held it there until she needed to breathe.

 

“You did especially good for waiting a whole week.” Laura cajoled, “How did that feel, Peter?” she asked softly then started suckling the head of his still erect penis.

 

“I saw stars.” Peter excited exclaimed and then adding, “I thought my toes were going to burst, and that you were sucking my guts through my penis.”

 

Laura purred contently, “I’m glad it took as long as it did. You taste wonderful.” And then she sucked down another healthy post-climax, squirt, milking his shaft with the fingers of her right hand, massaging his scrotum with the other, and suckling with her mouth.”

 

“Oh Laura.” he panted, “You know just how to do me. I swear it feels like you’re sucking my whole body, through my dick.”

 

Chuckling softly under her breath, Laura asked softly, “Do you think I’m better than Becky?"

 

“No question about it she’s just a nice fantasy, fantasy.” he replied and then added, “She is nice and all and I like her even if she is afraid to get gooey. The tension began to grow anew. Peter looked down at Laura resting her forehead against his stomach and tenderly ran his fingers through her hair and whispered, “There is more cum in my penis, please milk it some more. “You know… Ooohh…! Yesssss…! That feels nice. You know we never made it out side.” He moaned raspyly while his shaft was deep in Laura’s throat and her nose in his curly hairs.

 

“Yea that is okay.” Laura purred then placed Peter’s turgid penis half way into her mouth, and with her lips she gripped it as tight as she could, as she encircled the base with her thumb and fore-finger of one hand, with the other she firmly squeezed both testes again, and then slid her thumb up the length of Peter’s tube, and sucked his gland causing him to gasp loudly and his knees to quiver.

 

“I’m sure she is one of your fantasies, but she is very real too,” replied Laura after swallowing more of Peter’s sweet sperm, and then slithered on top of him and with hands free deftly slipped his hard member into her womb. “If she were here right now, what would you do to her?” Laura asked teasingly while stroking his hardening penis with her undulating body.

 

“I guess I’d slip my hard penis into her.” Peter replied, as he pushed it deeper into Laura adding, “I’d love to get on top and just ride her hard!” and began to flail as he pumped feverishly into Laura’s eagerly waiting vagina.

 

“Mmmmmm, that feels wonderful.” Laura replied as her body responded to Peter’s pistonning and as she started to buck into his thrusts asked, “Wouldn’t you want to suck her sweet little pussy first, and taste her sweet juices? You do remember what we talked about how best to use your dick inside a woman?”

 

“Oh, yeah. I remember.” he answered breathlessly, after a moment of thought, He said slyly, “I’ll bet she does have, a sweet tasting, little pussy! Eee…! Ya eee…!” Peter sang out loudly as Laura’s body coaxed him to another orgasm, panting for every breath Peter’s body relaxed under Laura’s slowing orgasmic dance.

 

“Yes… I do.” came a voice from across the room cutting through the gasps of spent passion, “It’s sweeter than any pussy you’ve ever dreamed of. I promise you that!”

 

Peter jerked his head around in surprise, wondering who, else was in the room. Much to his surprise and delight, there stood Becky Gains, with just her white cotton panties on! “What are you doing here, Becky?” Peter gasped and stuttered from the shock, and while his dick was still inside Laura’s womb it turned hard as steel and pulsed to his heartbeat.

 

“I just wanted to see this super cock, for myself; the way Laura’s been prattling on about it for the past month and a half, well I’ve dreamt of nothing else.” Becky crooned, and as Peter stood Becky’s eyes grew wide and blinked, a drool slipped passed her lip, as she spoke, “I can see, she hasn’t been telling lies Laura has been teasing me about it every time she sucks my pussy.” Becky paused to look at Peter with a beaming smile, and then gazed fixedly at his erect penis watching a stringer of sperm form and stretch from it’s flared head, and at the base of the shaft and his huge shiny wet scrotum that held the eggs Laura cackled so about. Becky gasped as the stringer slipped into Laura’s waiting mouth and with a loud exaggerated slurp it vanished.

 

Peter seemed, to be a bit tongue-tied but obviously primed for action, so Laura interjected, “Oh, don’t let her intimidate you Peter, she’s got this nasty habit of acting like a smart little bitch, but she begs for more when she gets her sweet little pussy sucked on and warmed up.”

 

As the dazed look of surprise was replaced with a sly smile Peter sounding amazed said, “I would have never guessed you were into swinging Laura.”

 

“I have a wide range of tastes; and my age has not effected my appetite, just my looks.” Laura brayed as she looked at Becky she added, “its Becky that got surprised at how quickly she began to fawn for my ministrations but like me it takes a hard throbbing cock full of sperm to slake our thirst.”

 

Becky took her place next to Laura smiled and cooed, “Au Laura you know you are still a very beautiful woman and right too there just isn’t anything quite like a cock gushing sperm into my womb.” and stuck out her tongue at Peter in a mock put down; and gave Laura an open mouthed kiss, suckling on both of Laura’s lips and then sliding her tongue into her mouth sealing their lips for a long passionate kiss. When Becky finely looked up smiling she looked right at Peter’s erection, bobbing up and down in perfect rhythm to his heartbeat, and his huge hairy sack swaying as he wriggled.

 

“See, what did I tell you.” Laura exclaimed softly as she diddled with Becky’s clitoris adding, “Just look at the incredible size of those balls, and the girth to his dick,” and then teasingly added, “He came twice but he is ready to cum again.”

 

“Oh! My! God those are huge can I touch them, I want to touch and squeeze them?” Becky murmured, her eyes glistening and her breath, becoming louder, as she made glancing looks between Laura, Peter’s face and his scrotum.

 

“You’ll have to ask Peter.” Laura whispered back to the now shivering eighteen years old.

 

“Please, Peter,” she begged, as she fingered her clitoris too, “Can I hold them just for a minute?”

 

For the first time since Becky had sauntered into the room Peter realized that it was she who was in need not him; although he wanted to ride her and ride her hard, he knew instinctively she was his for the taking. So he motioned with his hand saying, “Sure, honey, go right ahead, be easy at first, and use both of your hands.”

 

Gratefully Becky reached out, and caressed his hard cock, and testicles with her soft little hands, bringing a low moan from his throat, that turned into a full fledged groan as she squeezed his solid shaft sucked the big smooth head into her warm mouth, milking it with her hands as it slipped in and cooed as more of his post ejaculate spilled into her mouth.

 

“That’s my girl.” Laura said softly while sliding her hand into Becky’s panties and fondling all of her sweet genitalia.

 

Becky’s face turned a soft red as she looked on while Laura lifted up her dress, sliding her free hand into her own panties and started fingering her own hairy pussy, and cajoling musically said, “That’s my good girl, suck him off, he just loves cumming in a mouth, oooohhhhh…! God, girl suck him all the way in! He’ll cum for you Becky just milk those huge balls.”

 

Peter had been sure that never in his life would he find a woman to compare with Laura. Much to his delight, the delicate little blonde was now using her smart mouth to swallow his throbbing penis, pushing it to the back of her throat and down. She was massaging his scrotum with one hand, milking his shaft with the free one, and exquisitely suckling his gland with her wonderful mouth. She was good but not Laura’s equal, and in some ways better her throat was smaller, but Laura knew exactly how to make a man feel really good and cum. If this were a few months ago, Peter would have already blown his load, into her hot little mouth. Now he has, a little self-control, and plus Laura had already milked his seed twice.

 

He gently pulled Becky off his cock, and after giving her a lingering kiss, he sucked and bit both of her lips Peter quietly ordered, “Take her panties off Laura, I want to watch you suck on Becky’s clitoris, and nibble on her sweet little pussy lip!”

 

Laura slid Becky’s panties down exposing her smooth bottom, kissed each cheek, looking at Peter and then slid them the rest of the way off, throwing them on Peter’s face and he caught them with his teeth. Laura wrapped her arms around Becky and pulled her to the stool in front of her; Laura then parted Becky’s thin pink labia with her finger and thumb and as she peeled back Becky’s clitoral hood with her thumb she beckoned Peter to look, as he drew near to watch she sucked it into her mouth. Becky howled and groaned, her soft white skin turned red and bristled with goose flesh and turned slick with sweat. Becky entwined her fingers in Laura’s long shiny black hair began to buck her hips into Laura’s face grinding her vagina allover her face gasping, and groaning loudly. Becky’s own face twisted as if from agony while her body flexed and unflexed from the raging orgasm racing throughout her body and then Becky swooned, her face turned soft, her groans turned to cooing and then silence.

 

With a wave of her hand a nod from her head towards Becky’s clitoris; “Quick!” Laura ordered, “You’re going to miss her sweet love dew, I saved some for you.”

 

Becky was almost hyperventilating as Peter put his mouth and suckled the sweet creamy fruits of her passion, and in an overt display of lewdness lying on her back cradled in Laura’s arms her legs splayed widely as did her toes, with one leg held high another held low, her hips tilted upward in an open invitation, to Peter and Laura’s hungry mouths and racing for another orgasm. The creamy beads clung to Laura’s finger as she swished it over the bright red labia, and Peter joining in and licking them from the pliant folds with his tongue as Laura nibbled the soft flesh of Becky’s thigh.

 

Laura running her fingers up, and down the length of Becky’s genitalia covered by her downy hairs, opening her labia enough to see inside she whispered, “Jesus…! Peter…! She’s about to come again! Just suckle on her clitoris like I told you.”

 

Compared to Laura’s huge raven black hair covered vagina, Becky’s was small, tight, and pink and covered with blond downy hairs that barely had a single curl to them; though Laura’s vagina was big she had perfect muscle control and could squeeze a persons baby finger and they both had just the right amount of plumpness, to drive a man crazy with lust!

 

“Keep sucking my pussy you bad boy,” and added as she placed a hand on the back of Peter’s head, “Laura has been teaching you what good pussy sucking is.” She paused as she bit her lower lip and Becky’s breath gust through her nose cried out “I’m close, I’m so close.” Becky panted while running her hands all over her breasts and then over both of her lovers.

 

She was somehow in control, and out of control. For the time that was all right, cause both Peter and Laura were hungrily eating her sweet pussy cream. Becky’s groaning moans filled the room as both lovers pleasured her with their tongues snaking out and into her vagina, on and around her hardened clitoris, while Laura licked and nibbled on her labia. Becky’s body began lunging from another shattering and wet orgasm; her pussy juices squeezed onto their cheeks and chins, like a floodgate had opened. Both Laura and Peter slurped up and swallowed as much of Becky’s creamy juices as they could. Soon Becky’s gasping cries turned to urgent demands.

 

“Oh…! God, suck me!” she demanded while grabbing Peter by the back of the neck forcing his mouth harder onto her opened pussy, “Ohhhh, Peter, ohhhhhhhhhh…! God! Laura; don’t stop.” She gasped as her body undulated between Peter and Laura. She went silent as her body arched, legs lifted, and spread wide, and her toes splayed. As Becky lay there breathing heavily and running her hands over her body and gazing at Laura and Peter dreamily.

 

Providing one climax with his mouth was a good start, as far as Peter was concerned. He looked at the two of them Laura was teasing Becky’s hard nipples with one hand and kissing her ear, and swirling her fingers inside Becky’s wet vaginal opening. Becky smiling dreamily still gulping each breath, Peter could see she was getting ready to cum again.

 

Laura looked at Peter smiling wetly, and whispered, “She may have just climaxed but she is ready to cum again so mount her Peter use your penis like I told you.”

 

Peter slid quickly up covering her body with his kisses, while Laura reached for his cock, and rubbing it against Becky’s clitoris until she started gasping loudly then guided it deftly into, Becky’s hot, wet pussy. Peter drove it in, just past Becky’s labia, and then worked his gland with short fast rhythmic pushes. With Laura’s suckling Becky’s earlobe and teasing her nipples and Peter’s flared gland stretching her labia Becky reached one very wet orgasm. As she bucked and squirmed between them Peter felt Becky’s vagina dilate and, hot juices squirt all over his seven and a half inch cock, and with several loud gasps her sweated body went limp again.

 

Peter knew; it was his turn now, and pushed until he achieved full penetration, with both of their pelvic bones were pressed together he took her upper lip and suckled it into his mouth. He put his full weight on Becky freeing up his hands. Peter searched for Laura’s breast squeezing it firmly and kissed her warmly, then watched Becky’s face, with his hard cock pressed deeply, into her groin. Peter gave a slow full-length slide burying it deep into her making her gasp loudly. He ground his pelvis against hers trying to get deeper. Peter started pistonning the full length his dick inside Becky’s vagina. The hot little girl’s thighs spread wide and her hips thrust upward to meet Peter’s downward thrusts, in just moments Peter began to moan raspyly, and lunging without rhythm, as his sperm spewed into Becky’s womb and squeeze past his shaft dripping onto Laura’s black pubic hairs then silence. Both Becky, and Peter spent their youth-full lust together, and they rolled off Laura and the two of them lay there quietly.

 

 

Peter lay between Laura’s legs resting his head on her breast and Becky was nuzzling Laura’s neck and kissing her ear. Becky looked up with an impish grin and nudged Peter with her foot. When he looked up she motioned subtly with her head, grinning slyly from ear to ear. Peter knew what she was saying; it was time for them to give Laura a working over. Laura was gazing, with her eyes half closed, as she rubbed Peter and Becky’s juices into her hairs while fingering her vagina. She didn’t cum yet, but just the same Laura was in an orgasmic haze too, after helping the two young teenagers cum.

 

Becky slid her tongue over and under Laura’s lips as she moved her sleek smooth body on top of her, and began squeezing Laura’s large soft nipples turning them hard. All the while Peter was kissing and sucking the pliant skin on Laura’s thigh, and working his way up to her raven-haired pussy, leaving large red hickeys at each stop. Her large meaty labia had turned bright red as they began to swell and fan out and Laura’s thumb sized clitoris was now erect and pulsing. Her vagina had dilated to a roundish opening, and a shimmering thick cream slowly seeped out forming a glaze over her labia and black hairs. Laura’s breasts heaved as she loudly gasped and her body arched as Peter sucked her clitoris into his mouth, and buried his face into her thick, long, black hairs. Becky muffled her moans with an open mouthed kiss, slathering her tongue inside Laura’s mouth. Peter slid two fingers into her anus and swished his thumb over her labia. Both ministrations were quickening Laura to orgasm; her mature clitoris pulsing, legs fanning, and toes wriggling. Peter’s thumb’s rhythmic brushing her labia caused her abdomen to surge inward and then distend, her vaginal walls dilated. Laura shuddered and stiffened as her genitals erupted in a simultaneous explosion releasing a torrential flood of cum, sweat, and urine, and Laura went limp just as they did.

 

“Good God…!” Peter gasped while resting his soaked head on her sweated thigh next to her still gaping pussy, and sighed, “I swear your both trying to kill me!”

 

The two women slid together, cuddling and kissing each other, and both Laura Becky ran their fingers threw Peter’s hair.

 

Deeply, Laura sighed, “Yeah, but what a great way to go, right, Becky?”

 

“Right Laura.” Becky purred.

 

“That is exactly right Becky.” Laura dreamily echoed.

 

“Ooohh yeaaahh you girls are right on…” Peter crooned as he kissed all four thighs

 

 

THE END

 

I hope you enjoyed the story and are still with me. If you have comments please send them to ‘ writermike2003@yahoo.com ’ any and all reasonable e-mails will be responded to.

Thank you for your time   writermike

 

Tales of an Escort

queenoffreak on Diary Stories

It was my first day as an escort. I was scared out of my mind. Not about the sex but about all of the horror stories I have heard about girls getting hurt. The drugs that seem to slip into your life and before you know it BAM your hit and you’re a junky giving blow jobs for ten dollars. Is there a good side to fucking for money? Yes it has its moments other than the money. Once in a while I meet someone who really knows how to fuck and every once in a while I cum so hard I get light headed to the point that I am going to pass out. But those moments are a dime a dozen… don’t you think?

 

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My identity will remain unknown but I have worked in the sex industry. My stories are all collated with fact and some fantasy for edge. Life experience is the best in my world. I am five three a natural blonde very fit and defined body with C breasts and an ass all strippers wish they had. Attractive so I’ve been convinced anyway.

 

“Are you ready hon.” Karen said slightly. “Yeah I am ready what does the client want?” I replied hesitantly. “Well he’s a regular who likes to role play and if you play your cards right you will be spending many vacations and making a lot of money.” Said Karen exitingly.Karen went on” This time around he wants a cheerleader and he wants you to meet him at a park, this gentleman has very specific taste and only wants the most beautiful women, he’ll blow through a lot of pictures. So you should take this as a big compliment that he chose you and you can’t be any luckier getting him for your first client. Meet him at 5am tomorrow”. “Ok Karen I’ll call you when I arrive”.

 

Well I can pull this off good I am already a teen I tough to myself now all I need is the gear. So I called my friend and she agreed to let me borrow her stuff. I made up a story about my boyfriend and I needed the outfit because we where role playing. I was glad that she bought it because she knows how I hate the whole school spirit shit. Most of the time I skipped school and fucked anyway so I figure get paid as well. I needed a new car anyway.

 

It’s 4:30am and I am getting into sexy mode after I got dressed and put on my makeup. I jumped in my car to my appointment with mystery man number one. As I was waiting in my car until 5am. I decided to masturbate a little to get ready as Karen implied the stakes where high and there was a lot of money in this one. So I leaned my seat back a little and spread my legs as far as I could in my car. I slipped my hand down and started messaging my clit slowly and gently. Just as I was beginning to relax a car pulled up next to me. I quickly composed myself and watched my client walk past me and sit down at the picnic table by the gathering of trees. He was a tall man and surprisingly not bad looking. I slowly stepped out of the car and approached him. I walked to the back of the table and sat behind him and wrapped my legs around his arms and chest. He started kissing my calf and turned around to look at his goods. A smile of appreciation swept over his face as he grabbed my hand and motioned me in front of him. I messaged his thighs and he pulled down his pants to expose his cock. I unbuttoned his shirt and went down to suck his cock I slowly lick up his chest and to his nipples and went back to his cock. I licked and sucked his cock like I was enjoying a meal that I haven’t had all day. “Mmm this cock is so good” while starring up at him. He grabbed my hair and slightly pushed me to take it all down my throat. I started getting really into this. I could feel my little pussy throbbing in anticipation of his cock being in me. He pulled me up and I sat on him slowly I moved my hips and took it all in. Every time I trusted my pelvis forward on the back motion I squeezed my pussy. His hands touched me all over and so well he had a great touch. I liked the way he sucked on my nipples and used his tongue. He flipped me over and fingered my ass as he was fucking me. The way he used his cock was so good it was not sloppy at all or too fast. I was on the brink of Cuming when he pulled out. I turned around and got on my knees in front of the table and took his cock all the way down my throat as he was Cuming. I held it there until every last drop was shot and I swallowed it slowly. I pulled my shirt back down over my tits and adjusted my skirt. As he was getting himself together. He looked at me with satisfaction and handed me my money as he was walking away he said we would meet again.

 

“This client wants a blonde that is willing to get tied up and forced a little, is you game?” Karen asked. “Yeah have you had him before?” I inquired “No, he’s new”. I didn’t like the sound of that because I didn’t know the extent of roughness tat would be involved and I already had a couple of close calls so far.

 

I met him at the usual hotel. He was waiting with some wine. “What a pleasant surprise” I reacted. It was a couple of weeks since I have been treated like any kind of a lady. After all I was a whore. “Sit down on the bed enjoys your wine” he motioned as he poured himself a glass. He was a stalky man, balding but a very nice demeanor. Which put me at ease with getting tied up? As was sipping my last drop of wine he grabbed the glass and out it on the side table. “Lets begin shall we undress yourself really sexy let me see everyich of your beautiful body” He said as he sat in a chair close to him. So I danced slowly I removed my pink blouse button by button with each swing of my hips. I turned around and pulled down my skirt to reveal that I had nothing else underneath. “Yeah I like that” He replied earnestly.  I turned around and crouched on the floor and lay on my back and pulled my pink pussy lips apart so he could see what he was going to get. He slowly walked over to me and threw me on the bed and pulled out a pair of hand cuffs from the side table. He cuffed my arms behind my back and undressed I tired to turn around but he pinned me to the bed I could feel his big hard warm cock on the crack of my ass. There was a lot more girth than I thought. I was worried about taking that much in my ass. He spread my ass apart and spit on my hole I knew what was coming. He pulled out anal beads and one by one he slid them in my tight ass wile I was on my knees bent over on the bed. He left them in while he fucked my pussy. He grabbed my cuffs and pulled my arms back with each trust. He stopped for a minute and motioned me to suck his cock as I barely could fit his cock into my mouth. He reached to the drawer again and pulled out one of those balls you put into your mouth so you can’t scream and I started to get worried. Is this going to be an enjoyable rape or a real one? He quickly put the ball in my mouth and strapped it on. He saw me starting to get worried and got off more. “Yeah Bitch I got you now” he replied as he started taking pictures of me. “Lay on your side.” He frantically put down the camera and lay next to me and slowly took out the anal beads that have been starching out my ass. He played with my clit and I started moaning as I was starting to get wet. He slowly put his huge cock into my ass inch by inch he pressed his large cock in me until he was fully in my tight little ass. From the side he thrusted his cock in and out and it started to hurt. I couldn’t take his large cock in my ass. I started moaning in pain and the more I hesitated he fucked my ass harder. “Take it. Take all of it you little slut”. It hurt so bad I started screaming he got off even more as I was screaming. He put his hands around my throat just enough to cut off a little of my airway as he was jamming his cock in and out of me. Just when the room started getting blurry he turned me on my back and stated fucking my shaved raw pussy. He spread my legs out as far as he could get them and fucked me as hard as I have ever been fucked. “Scream Bitch scream”. So I screamed as best as I could through the ball in my mouth. He grabbed the ball and unstrapped it so he could jam his cock in my mouth “take it down Yeah that’s it Ohhh” I was choking and gagging at this point and he loved every bit of it. He exploded down my throat and I needed air. He quickly pulled out and rubbed his cock on my tits while I was catching my breath. He smiled at me in delight “I hope I didn’t scare you too much” and chuckled as he reached for the money out of his pants. I looked at him baffled and got dressed. “Your so fucking beautiful here’s something extra” and he handed me another wad of money and with that I slipped out of the door.

 

“Hey Karen” I said as I answered the phone. “I know it’s your night off” Karen said quickly. “But I really need you and the money is worth it if you do this favor for me” Karen asked with a whine. “Its couple and they want you tonight, put on you best dress you are invited to a very elite place. There will be dancing and cocktails and you will be introduced to a small group for sex” Karen spit out “I’ll give you a week off after this cuz honey you hit the jackpot” before she could finish I agreed and started out the door to by a sexy but elegant dress.  I was hyped I haven’t attendee a party in a while and even though I was working I planned on enjoying myself.

 

I rushed back home put on my best lingerie and slipped on my silk black skimpy dress. I pinned up my long hair and out the door I swept. As I pulled up to the house in a taxi I knew it was going to be a good night. As I walked in I was greeted by Tim and his very stunningly gorgeous wife Brenda. They told me to feel free to mingle with the other couple that they have invited and that we would all have a wonderful time. The other couple Nick and Carol where good looking as well but more corky than sophisticated. We drank and got to know each other the lights dimmed a little and Tim light more candles than I cared to count. Carol and Nick started caressing each other and making out on the couch and Nick undressed carol as carol started sucking Tim’s cock. Brenda slowly played with my pussy and kissed my neck it felt really good. To ave a woman touch me the way she did. I started getting hot instantly. The men watched us as Brenda and I had a girl on girl show for them. The guys sat one the couch as Carol joined us. They watched lustfully as the three of us sucked and licked each other. Nick and Time took us all upstairs to the giant king bed with satin sheets in a cathedral size room. All three of us girls laid across the bed Tim fucked me while Nick fucked Brenda and they both where fingering Carol in the middle. Time and Nick took their turns in the three of us. Brenda strapped on a dildo and fucked Nick in his ass while he fucked me in my ass as I was licking Carol’s pussy. It felt so good to all of us and we played for two hours before Cuming into ecstasy.

There are some good times and some bad and I will share all of my experiences and the stories people have shared with me from time to time. Look for more in the future I am just getting started.           Queen

  

Bus Driver Fucks a Student

Venichi8 on Diary Stories

My name is Giselle, a Latina with a tight body covered with sweet olive skin.   My eyes are fiery and induce lust any man or woman they gaze upon.  I drive busses for my daddy’s   company when I need to earn a few extra bucks.  One cold night in January, I was assigned a senior high school trip, this is the story of how I made the best of it…

The students are loud and I drive and drive for an hour through the cold darkness.  I pull into the parking lot and all the kids stand up and file through the doors.  In my overhead mirror,  I had been keeping my eye on a cute broad shouldered  guy.  I figured how else am I going to keep myself entertained while the rest of his class is gone?  He is one of the last to reach the door.

To stop him, I say “Why don’t we check and see if there is anything left on the bus.”

Initially, he didn’t seem too thrilled about it, but I’m sure I could change his opinion.  He makes his way to the back of the bus and I getup from the driver’s seat and take off my coat to uncover a small tank top that squeezes my C-cup boobs into a nice, firm package.  My skin tight jeans rest below my hips and I expose my belly button ring.  He turns around and I pose against a seat and smile seductively.  He smiles back and realizes that he isn’t here to clean up the bus at all.

I sit on the back of a seat facing the emergency exit and remove my jeans.  My lace panties draw his attention and I spread my legs.

“I’m sure you won’t miss your little field trip if you stay here with me! Take off your pants…but first eat my pussy.”

He sat in returned to his seated position facing my waiting cunt.  He began licking my clit. He slowly and rhythmically messaged me before exploring my lips and penetrating me with his tongue.  He nodded his head forcing his tongue deeper inside of me while his nose continued to hit my clit.  His hands travel up my shirt and pinch my nipples.  I am flooding his mouth as he smiles at my taste.

I slide down to sit on his lap, straddling his legs.  My shirt is removed a he gazes upon my boobs under my lacy bra.  The bra is quickly discarded and my perky tits bounce free.  His tongue and lips suck on my nipples sending waves of pleasure pulsing through my body.  I rub his cock and can tell I will be pleased.  I ride it through his jeans and I can feel it harden.  Slipping through his knees, I kneel on the floor and unzip his pants.  He pulls his pants and boxers down and his very large dick springs free.  I rub his shaft then take his whole length, engulfing his penis in the warmth of my mouth. 

I need his cock in me now! A few more strokes then I return to my straddling position and slowly slide down his cock.  I vigorously slide up and down making him moan. I speed up and I approach orgasm. 

“Fuck me harder!” He begs.

I would not disappoint, he pinches my nipples harder and my pussy clamps on his dick.  Waves of pleasure overwhelm my body.  My hands remain holding the back of his seat while he continues to clench my nipples. 

Suddenly, I feel my vagina flooded with warm cum that hits the walls of my vagina taking me to my final orgasm.  I decrease my pace and feel some of his cum drip out of my cunt.  I collapse onto of him.  He pushes me to the seat next to him and begins to dress.  I offer to clean his dick off.  How can he say no? Once again I engulf his penis looking him in the eyes the entire time.

Finally, after his dick is clean enough for my standards he smiles and exits the bus.  I watch him return to his class to tell his friends how he fucked the cum slut bus driver.  I begin to finger myself and feel his cum.  I bring my fingers back to my mouth and taste the wonderful taste of sex. 

I wonder if he will tell how he left the bus driver eating his cum out of her pussy?

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