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We recently got an invitation to a wedding that we had to go out of town for. My wife booked us a room at a hotel close to the church to make it easy to get around. We packed our bags and headed out of town.
Once we got to the hotel we checked in to our room and unpacked. As we were walking up I had noticed that there was a pool and hot tub. Since we had a couple hours until the wedding I asked Karen if she wanted to go take a dip. She thought it would be a good idea to go get some exercise in and have a little swim. We put on our bathing suits and she looked amazing in hers. She had just purchased a new two piece and it fit her nice. Accented her modest 36b chest and her large, but not fat ass looked amazing in her slim cut bottoms. When we got down to the pool we both jumped in and swam around for awhile. The water was a little cold put we swam some laps and warmed up quickly.
After awhile we decided to move over to the hot tub. We both hopped in and sat next to each other. I reached down and started to massage her pussy under the bubbles. Karen slid down a little to open her legs up more for some better entry to her pussy. She reached over and pulled my shorts down a little and began to stroke my already stiff cock. The more she stroked the harder I began to work her clit. She was moaning pretty loud and the echo was magnifying her sounds of pleasure. I decided I wanted to keep her waiting so I told her I was going to hit the sauna that I just noticed was around the corner. I asked her if she would like to join me, but she has never been a big fan of saunas and said she would like to remain in the hot tub. She gave me that look, like what are you doing to me as I exited the hot tub and headed to the sauna. Her hand slid down to finish the job herself and she began working her pussy with her hand and the hot tub jets as I opened and closed the sauna door.
I relaxed for awhile pouring lots of water on the rocks to really steam up the place. Kicking back I started to nod off as I relaxed on the bench. I could hear my wife giggling and wondered what she was up to. I paid it little attention until I heard another laugh that had joined in. I decided to check things out. I slowly opened the door and noticed a gentleman had joined her in the hot tub. He looked to be paying a good bit of attention to Karen and since she didn’t notice me looking I guess she was paying quite a bit of attention to him as well. Not being much of the jealous type I just went back in and laved back on the sauna bench and relaxed. I could hear them talking and giggling and thought nothing of it.
After nodding of for about 10 minutes I woke up to a little noise I recognized, my wife moaning. Now I was really curious as to what was going on. I opened the door and looked over to see my wife sitting on the edge of the tub with this mysterious gentleman in between her legs like her cunt. He was a fairly stocky man probably 6'4 220 and well built. He had a tattoo that took up most of his back that was a dragon breathing fire. I waited with the door slightly ajar to see what would happen. Karen had her head tilted back and was moaning in pleasure as this man was lapping away at her cute shaven puss. He started to kiss up to her chest and removed her top and took her breast into his mouth. Karen loved having her nipples sucked on and apparently this stranger was about to learn that as well. He licked around her areolas for awhile sucking on her perfect tits as she kept her head back screaming in joy. Since we had not had sex in weeks I couldn't believe she was letting this stranger have his way with her. He moved to her other breast and began to pinch her nipples. She pushed his head back down to her lap and leaned back to let him have easy access to her dripping wet pussy lips. He began to slide a finger in and out of her as he sucked on her clit.
I wasn’t sure if I should leave, join in, or kick this guy’s ass. I decided to just close the door and think about it. Just after I poured a little more water on the rocks I heard a man moaning. Now what was going on I had to see. I opened the door to peak out and saw the strange man sitting on the side of the tub while Karen had her mouth wrapped around his cock sliding her lips up and down his shaft taking in as much as she could. This guy had a huge rod; it had to be 10-11 inches long, but very thin. Karen could easily take about 2/3 of his manhood in her mouth but he wasn't satisfied with that and began to push her head down more. Well knowing Karen she hated that and would definitely put a stop to it. She began gagging on his length and I knew this was all over. Much to my surprise she didn’t stop, but started trying harder to take his whole length. She was methodically working his dick up and down while this stranger reached from behind her ass to rub her pussy. I had always wanted to see my wife with another man , but I kind of planned on being involved in the selection , and process , not just being surprised to find my wife in the arms of another man with me just 15 feet away. I don’t know what she was thinking.
I closed the door again to gather my thoughts. I knew I had discussed her being with another man, but we had set a plan and guidelines and this was not according to plan. Just as I was preparing to head out and go back to the room the door flung open. "Oh shit there is someone in here" the stranger said as he was dragging my wife in the sauna by her hand. "Oh well, hey buddy enjoy the show " Karen said to me as if I was a stranger. She entered the sauna first removing her bottoms and proceeds to bend over the bench of the sauna. The strange man walked up behind her and slid his cock right into her inviting hole. He was fucking her with all his might, thrusting deep into her and bucking her like a cowboy breaking a fresh horse. She was screaming in pleasure, orgasm after orgasm as this guy was hitting the right spots. I wasn't sure if I should just exit now or if I should watch my wife be taken by this man she had just met. As I was preparing to leave the stranger said to my wife “Hey why don't you suck this guy off while I finish you off. Without hesitation my wife moved over and removed my trunks and began sucking me off. The man was obviously aroused and began fucking my wife with everything he had. This made my wife begin to suck my 7 inch cock harder and faster than I can remember. I was beginning to enjoy this. This was the best blowjob she has ever given me and trust me she can suck a dick. I couldn’t take it anymore and blasted a steam of cum down her throat. She took every last drop which was a rare thing for her to do. At the same time the stranger blasted her pussy full of cum. This was the biggest surprise as she was not on birth control and is very fertile. She collapsed on the bench and laid there. The man said "I hope you enjoyed the blowjob she gives good head." “Some guy is pretty lucky to have her sucking him of daily”. "Yeah somebody is very lucky" I said as I left to go back to the room. The man followed behind me and headed to the elevator to head to his room.
My wife arrived shortly after and joined me in the shower. "So was it everything you wanted" she asked. "Yes it was pretty exciting I added" "I just thought we would follow the plan"
"Well the opportunity just presented itself so I went for it" she told me
We showered and dressed for the wedding. There were quite a few people at the church probably 150 people. As we sat awaiting the bride I looked up and noticed one of the groomsmen looked very familiar. It was the stranger from the hotel. I nudged my wife and pointed him out to her. She turned all red as she thought she would never see this stranger again.
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The Next Day: ÂÂ
Hello, my name is Amy, and I'm a brand new slut. I don’t know why I get so turned on posting these stories, but I’m having a blast! The truth is, it's both exciting and terrifying sharing my diary with you and telling you such intimate details about myself on such an explicit and personal level. I have no way of knowing who is is reading the stories, but it's tremendously erotic imagining that they make your penis hard or your pussy wet and that you're masturbating, or sharing them with your husband, your wife, or your other lovers. On the other hand (pun intended), if you're reading this, you probably already know how potentially sublime, free and open sex without limits can be. You don't know me. You have no other knowledge of me except that I am
I believe that sex has the power to transform. Think about it. I can be transformed by something as simple as just having my nipples touched. I adore having them touched, pinched and pulled, sucked and nibbled. But it’s much more than that it feels so good. I adore it. Whenever a lover looks into my eyes and pinches my nipples, I have to change. I’m compelled to become a whore. I start to glow with erotic energy and will do absolutely anything my lover desires. I become a total slut, a sexual being with absolutely no inhibitions left. I am transformed by my lover’s touch into a complete sex toy to be used any way he likes, with absolutely no inhibitions left. When my nipples are pinched my need for cock or pussy becomes overwhelming. I feel that I might almost go crazy if I don't get the sex I crave, and and it seems like I have a real physical need for a hard cock.
God, I love being a slut! I can't believe how much fun I'm having! It's fantastic how incredibly free and light and full of energy I feel since I shed my burden of monogamous prudery and allowed myself the joy of being a slut. Just last night I became a slut when I fucked my new lover Tom for the first time, and then came home covered with his cum and joyfully confessed everything to my husband. Will was delighted that I had fucked another man and joyously licked Tom’s cum from my pussy. He was thrilled that I had become a slut, and we laughed all night long as we fucked, talking about my naughty adventure with Tom.
This morning we awoke in each others arms. Will was already hard and he was gazing at me adoringly. "Good morning, my love. I love you, Amy, my wife. I’ve been lying here watching you, remembering a lovely dream I had last night. I dreamed that you told me you fucked another man and came home with your pussy full of his cum last night. Was it only a dream? Please tell me it wasn’t really a dream! Is it too good to be true that my sweet little wife really has become the delicious slut I’ve always wanted you to be? Are you really, truly my sweet whore now?"
I gently squeezed his lovely erection. "Yes, my love, it’s true. It wasn’t a dream., I am a slut! I did fuck another man. I fucked Tom last night, and your wife is now your whore. I loved his hard cock and the way he fucked me so wildly! Are you still OK with that? Are you sure you are happy that I am a slut?"
In case there was any doubt, I asked.Will’s cock was now rock hard and throbbing. "I'm thrilled and ecstatic! Look at my cock! Just thinking of you sucking Tom's cock has me hard and horny, ready to fuck you again, already. But I want you to suck my cock, first. Suck my cock now, my sweet slut. Show me how hungry you are. Show me how my sweet little whore loves to suck cock in the morning."
I hungrily began to giave Will a slow morning blow job, sliding his cock down my throat, looking up into his eyes to make sure he could see how whorishly I devoured his sweet penis. We laughed as I gradually sucked harder and deeper to make Will’s hips involuntarily begin humping my face. As I said, sex has the power to transform.
My new sense of confidence and freedom as a slut made me suck wildly, with complete abandon. “Oh, God! Yes! You’ve never sucked my cock like that. It’s incredible! Yes! Suck it, slut! Suck it, you cock-sucking whore!!†I smiled naughtily into my husband’s eyes and swirled my tongue around the head of his cock. Plunging his lovely hard cock deep into my throat, I nuzzled in his pubic hair, tracing circles in his curls with my nose.
I couldn’t wait for my own release. My fingers had found my clit, and I soon was approaching my first orgasm of the new day. I wanted to cum with my husband, so pulling back from his lovely penis for a second, I licked a finger and lubricated my husband’s asshole. Will moaned as I slipped it in and gradually increased the motion of one finger, then two, finally finding his prostate. As I massaged his sex gland, Will bellowed with the intensity of his orgasm and exploded with a delicious load of cum in my mouth.
The excitement of his semen splashing into my mouth drove me over the edge, and I collapsed onto his penis, driving it deep into my throat as my own orgasm swept over me. I swallowed as Will exploded in my mouth with spurt after spurt of his delicious hot cum, keeping the last of his cum in my mouth. Naughtily, I let just a dribble run down my chin and leaned over to kiss my sweet husband. Licking the dribble of my chin, he shared his own cum with me as I snuggled into his shoulder.
We dozed contentedly for awhile, before Will got up to bring me coffee in bed. We sat in bed and smiled over the steaming cups, laughing and giggling as we talked about our new swinging open marriage. After our coffee and I had amy yummy breakfast of Will's his sweet cum, I was ready to fuck again, but Will had a few Saturday morning errands that had to be attended to.
While he was gone, I toddled into the bedroom, took a quick shower and luxuriously returned to bed. The warm morning sun poured through our large bedroom windows and fell across my naked body. I rubbed lotion all over my body as I lay therin bed and dreamily recalled the events of the last 18 hours.
Leisurely, I began to play with my nipples and finger my clit. Thoughts of Tom’s and Will’s sweet penises whirled through my mind, and I passed into a blissful Zen-like erotic trance. I reached for my favorite toy, my vibrator which has a special g-spot stimulator. I can hold it at just the right angle with my thighs and still play with both nipples.
The warm sun soon had me in another world, suspended by erotic visions of lush foliage, tropical beaches, waterfalls, and my two favorite cocks. Soon, I was riding rolling waves of gasping orgasms, until I no longer had the strength to hold the vibrator in place between my moist thighs.
Usually I feel calmer after I cum, but since I fucked Tom last night, my orgasms were leaving me feeling even hornier, so I got the wicked idea to call him. I wanted to tell him how happy I was this morning and how much I had enjoyed being his slut and fucking him. I couldn't wait to tell him how excited my husband had been about my becoming a slutwhore!
I dialed his number, and had two fingers deep in my dripping wet pussy when Tom's voice, thick with sleep, answered the phone. "Good morning, lover. How is your sweet cock this morning? He was so hard last night! Is he hard again now? I loved sucking him last night and he felt so wonderful in my pussy. He tasted so delicious. I loved his cum! Is he hard and ready to fuck, yet this morning? Mmmmm, I want him in my pussy again!"
I laughed as Tom groaned in frustration at my teasing. “I always wake up with an erection, you bitch! But even if I didn't have one before you called, I'd certainly be hard now, with you talking like such a slut. It’s hard as a rock!â€Â
It was my turn to moan at not being able to touch his penis. “Mmmm, I want your cock. I want him in my pussy. I want to fuck him right now…â€Â. I told him I had just sucked my husband off a few minutes ago, and that I could still taste his cum on my lips. I told Tom that Will had to go out and run to the bank before it closesd, so he wouldn’t fuck me.
"I’m here in my bed naked, horny and all alone. I’ve been lying here in the sun masturbating, thinking about your sweet penises and how good you both fucked me last night. It’s no fair, I want your penis now! I want him in my mouth! and I wish I was with you right then now, so I could wrap my lips around your sweet cock to give you a wake-up blow job, too. I’m still hungry. I didn’t get enough cum to eat this morning!â€Â
I giggled, and said that after last night, my best fantasy was that more than anything, I wanted to taste his cum mixed together with my husband's. “You bitch! You’re such a slut! How can tease me like that, when I can’t even be there to fuck you? If I was there right now, I’d give your cunt such a pounding you wouldn’t walk right for a week!â€Â
“Ooooh, Promise? I’d love that! I want your cock again, lover. Soon!†Tom moaned in frustration when I said that I couldn't wait to fuck him again, and that it was OK with Will for me to be a slut, as long as I followed the rules we had agreed on.
It was true. I couldn’t wait to fuck my new lover again, so I took a step up to a new level of slut-hood. I made a date to go fuck my lover. I didn’t want to have dinner with him. I didn’t want to go out dancing. I just wanted to go to his house and fuck like a whore.
“I would be free to fuck when my husband will be working late Thursday night. I want to fuck you again while he is working. He gave me permission to come over to your house and fuck you while he is busy. May I? May I be your sweet whore again? Will you please fuck me again? Will you please give me your sweet penis? We can suck and fuck for hours Thursday night. I want your big hard cock inside me again. I want you to pin me to the bed and ram you cock in me! Do you want to fuck me, lover? Do you want to bang your cock in my tight hot cunt? My pussy is gushing wet and hot just thinking about it, lover.â€Â
Tom said that he was stroking his hard cock while he was talking with me, and that we should have sex right then over the phone. “I’m so horny from talking to you, that I’m pouring lotion all over my cock. I’m making my hand almost as slick and slippery as your hot pussy was last night. I loved fucking you, and I can’t wait to fuck you again.†His words had me writhing on the bed, trying to feel his imaginary cock in my cunt.
He said that no woman had ever been such a slut, so wild with for him or fucked him so hard. “I’m pumping my cock, now. You should put your fingers in your pussy. Play with yourself while we talk, slut... Tell me what a whore you are and what you want to do with my cock. Make yourself cum for me!â€Â
As if he needed to tell me that! My fingers had been in my pussy the whole time we’d been talking, and I was on the verge of cumming any second. We were talking about how we had fucked the night before and how much fun and how erotic it had been. “I loved being your whore. You made me feel so wonderfully wild when you slapped my ass!â€Â
I lay naked in the warmth of the morning sun shining across the bed as we talked. “Your cock felt so good in my pussy, and I loved the way you fucked my ass! I want you to do that again!†I was playing with my nipples, with my legs splayed lewdly open, my fingers were squishing were up in my juicy cunt, and a wanton look of pure lust was was on my face, when my husband Will walked in.
Will grinned in appreciation and excitement when he saw the phone propped againstheld to my ear. "Don't stop, my pretty little slut wife. You are such a beautiful whore lying there. I love to watch you when you’re being naughty like that. It's Tom on the other end, right?â€Â
I smiled in a fog of lust and nodded. “Is he masturbating, too? Did he like sticking his cock in your pretty little cunt? Is he telling you how much he enjoyed fucking my little slut last night?â€Â
Near orgasm, I moaned. “Will’s here. He’s watching me masturbate as I talk to you. He knows I’m talking to you, lover, and that you’re rubbing your beautiful hard cock that was fucking my pussy last night. It makes me feel so fucking nasty, masturbating for my lover, while my husband watches!†I shoved another finger into my pussy.
“You look like such a fucking slut. Your pussy is so wet.†Will unzipped his pants and began stroking his penis. “Did you tell Tom how wet your pussy is, and how hot you are for his cock?†I nodded, yes. He slapped my face with his erection. “Tell him again. I want to hear my naughty slut-wife tell her lover how much she wants his hard cock." It was so thrilling and wicked to be caught like that by my sweet husband.
“Tom, my husband is here. He is, watching me masturbate while I talk to you, lover. Oh! I feel so nasty! Will, spank me for being such a naughty whore. Slap my ass while I cum!†Now, I had all four fingers in my cunt, and I couldn’t do anything but just shudder and moan as I rubbed my clit harder faster and shuddered jerked in orgasm.
"Yes! I want it, Will! I want Tom's cock! I want to be a whore for him! Tom, I want your hard cock deep in my pussy! I love your cock! I loved the way you fucked me!, I want you you to pound your big fat cock into my cunt, you fucker! Oh, shit! I'm cumming! Yes! Yes!! I want your cock! I want your cock!! FUCK MEEEEEEEE!!†I writhed on the bed in orgasm.
“My husband just watched me cum while I was talking to you, Tom. Isn’t that incredibly hot? Oh, God! He's going down to lick my pussy! He’s going to make me cum again, while he listens to me tell you how I loved fucking you and sucking your sexy cock! His tongue is deep in my pussy. Oh, Tom, you made me feel so good when you fucked me! You fucked me so hard, and your strong cock made me feel so good! My husband is kneeling between my legs, sucking my clit. Oh, I’m in heaven! Tom, your cum is so delicious! I love the way it tastes! I know my husband can still taste your cum mixed with his own cum from last night. Oh, God, I love it! This so nasty! It’s so much fun! I love being such a slut! I am such a whore! I loved how your delicious cum slid down my throat. I loved how you fucked me, Tom, how your cock filled my pussy and pounded my ass! Oh, Will, Tom, you both fucked me so good last night, you fuckers! Oh! Oh, God! Here I go agaaain I'm cumming! Yes! Yes! Yessssss! Fuuuuuuuck!!" I yelled as another huge wave of orgasm washed over me.
Will immediately pulled me and the phone down onto the floor and shoved his cock in my pussy and began to fuck me. “Here’s another cock for you, bitch! You love hard cocks in your pussy, don’t you, slut?!†He pounded his penis into me as I continued to cum in a series of rolling orgasms. “Take my cock! Fuck me! Take it you whore!!†Will made me hold the phone so Tom could hear when he hit my G-spot just right, and I came in wave after wave.
Tom could hear me grunting, moaning and screaming as Will he fucked me. â€ÂYes! Fuck me! I’m a whore! Fuck me! Use me! Use my cunt!†I held the phone down by my pussy so Tom could hear the squishing smacking sounds of my husband’s cock fucking my cunt.
“You were such a good slut to suck Tom’s cock so well and swallow all his cum. I love you, my slut-wife! I love you, my little cock-whore for how good his cock had felt in taking his hard cock deep in your pussy and fucking your lover so well! Will said, I’m going to cum in your pussy now, too. Tell Tom, I'm about to cum. Tell him I’m going to fill my whore’s cunt with cum! Tell him to jerk that slut-fucking cock of his and cum with us together. Tell him, bitch!"
For another 20 or 30 secondscouple of minutes the sounds of fucking crescendoed in the room. “Oh, Tom! My husband is fucking me so good! I feel like such a fucking slut while I talk with you as he fucks me. He’s about to cum! Come on, Baby! Cum with us! I’m going to cum, too! Come on, shoot that lovely goo from your beautiful cock! Spray it for me, Baby! Yes! Yes! Shoot it! Fuck me, Will!â€Â
As until Will and Tom both started to cum, and I was blinded by another orgasm. Will usually hits my G-spot just right, and this time I came in wave after wave, screaming into the phone. Afterwards, I could barely speak. "Bye, lover. Bye my sweet cock. Thank you." I sighed, " I'll fuck you on Thursday!" Will hung up the phone and I lay snuggled with him on our bed. I have never been happier in my life!
Happy Fucking! It is good to be a slut!
To be continued…
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Vanessa was beautiful, she seemed to be a little more sophisticated than I would have expected. After all this was wide open Montana cowboy country. Not that everyone in Montana is a cowboy but, being from a very very small and very out of the way ranching community sophistication was just not what you would normally expect.
Vanessa and I had met through Adult Friend Finder and had been talking for several weeks. I was letting things develop at her pace not pushing any particular agenda. She sent me a picture of her visiting in a hospital room, she looked like she had hurried to get in to visit. Not too well maintained, hair asque, no makeup, etc. We were to meet for dinner, I had 100 miles to drive, I ask her where we should meet since she knew the town. Vanessa had to drive about 50 miles just to get into town. We had a great dinner during which I ask Vanessa if she was sure she wanted to have a fling with me, she said that during dinner she had made up her mind to go throught with it. We went to a local Hotel turned on a little soft music, Vanessa went into the bathroom to ready herself. I failed to mention that she looked much better than her picture but, it was hard to tell how her body was because her clothes were not very flattering. When she came out of the bathroom all doubts were dispelled, she looked beautiful, she was waring a dark sweater just long enough to extend down past her crotch. Her breasts filled out the sweater very nicely, her legs looked great extending from below the sweater. Damn she looked hot as hell! I was partially undressed when she came out of the bathroom, as she took a sexy pose on the bed I dropped my shorts and climed up. Vanessa took to kissing like an old pro she began to breath heavier almost instantly, this was a good sign! I ventured a hand under her sweater, as I began to caress her breasts she began to moan softly, Vanessa pressed her breasts to my hands moving in such a way as to make her mounds easy to play with. She was breathing and moaning pretty regualrly by now indicating her arrousal level was on the increase. Her breasts are 38 DD her nipples responded instantly as I took each one in my mouth, increasing in hardness and length. Now it was time to explore her inner thighs and circle her pubic mound very slowly with my tongue. I kissed and licked up one thigh until my tongue touched her pubic hair, she held her breath waiting to see what I did next. I decided to proceed to the other thigh and repeat the action, again when I reach her pubic hair she held her breath waiting. I slowly licked up the length of her pussy lips, this sent her into orbit, breathing at very fast pace, I thought she was going to hyperventalate. Knowing she was more than ready I drove my tongue deep into her pussy, Vanessa began to buck against my tongue moaning and tossing and turning as she climaxed for the first time. After she came Vnaessa got on her hands and knees and ask me to enter her from the back. No foreplay being needed she was ready for penitration, I slid all the way into her vagina in one push. She pushed back to me me stroke for stroke as we set up a nice rythem of fucking, Vanessa didn\'t take long to reach her second climax. I rolled her to the bottom position and slipped my cock back into her hot wet pussy, she responded by raising her legs and wrapping them around my back to pull me deeper into her pussy. Vanessa was breathing very heavy and moaning "Fuuuuuck meeeeee, fuuuuuuck meeeeee." This was incredable, it was her venture outside her marriage, rather than being a little shy and or remorsefull about it she was so into getting fucked that you\'d think we had been longtime lovers. Vanessa just seemed to want to fuck and fuck, she never once ask for a timeout she just wanted more of my cock. Vanessa told me she was about to cum again saying "Fuck me faster, ..........fuck me harder........" I was nearing my own point of no return so I drove into her as she requested. We both erupted in climax and collapased. Before we fell asleep Vanessa told me he husband was a jerk, she had married her high school sweat heart upon graduation and a few yeras later found out her was not what she had expected. He drank too much, couldn\'t hold a job, and treated her like an old hag. She had decided she wanted to see what it was like to fuck another man, I was that man. She wanted to see if she really was missing anything in the fucking department. Vanessa told me the reason she ask me to fuck her doggy style was because in 19 years of marrage her husband had only fucked her missionary style and she wanted to know what it was like. Her husband never lasted very long and she didn\'t always get one climax before he was done. She also told me he had never gone down on her either. Poor girl. The next morning I woke her with my tongue in her pussy giving her the thrill she had not yet properly enjoyed. Vanessa went wild, climax very quickly then ask me to fuck her doggy style again. We showered and readied to part promising to get together again very soon. Over the next few weeks we talked often, her old junker car bit the dust, she needed a new one, since I was experienced in the car business I told her I find her a great deal. I will have to save the new car story for later. Know this, Vanessa was great, she said she had a wonderful time fucking me and thanked me for helping her venture out. She also told me she had never cum more than once with her husband and that she had no idea each climax would be stronger she said that when the third hit she nearly passed out and had no idea it would be so strong and feel soooooo goooooood, Vanessa kissed me and we parted. True story from EJ
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A Slut Evolves
Hi again. My name is Amy, and if you’ve read my other entries, you know I'm a cock-loving married slut.
Since I have become a slut, just walking down the street has become a joyfully erotic experience. There is an added lightness to my step, an extra swing to my hips, and a bigger bounce and jiggle to my tits because I feel so wonderfully sexy and attractive. I get more appreciative stares and suggestive comments from men I pass than ever before, and I feel so completely alive knowing that I have the freedom to fuck any of them I want.
People must wonder why there is such a big smile on my face all the time. It's the freedom, you know. I am finally free to behave as the slut I've always wanted to be and enjoy all those beautiful cocks out
All week long I have been in such a state of horny euphoria, as Will and I have enjoyed the anticipation of my first date to fuck my new lover Tom. It was the first time since we were married that I have actually made a fuck-date with another man. You know, a date to nothing more than just fuck. The anticipation over the last four days has been agonizingly exhilarating.
I have been absolutely giddy with the intoxication of lust. Will and I have been so horny and excited that we have done nothing but fuck every chance we've been together. Last night, Will prepared me for my fuck-date with Tom. With a raging hard-on, Will bathed me and trimmed my pussy. He helped me pick out a sheer bra, garter belt and thigh high hose for me to wear, and then I modeled several different sexy outfits for my husband, so he could pick out the slutiest one for Tom’s enjoyment. Of course, my reward was a thorough pounding from Will’s hard cock!
At work, Tom and I have also been in a state of constant arousal, and we have talked incessantly about all the naughty things I was going to do with him and how much I want his cock. Every time I’ve seen him in the hall or in the lounge at work he has looked at me knowingly, in a way that makes my pussy tingle, creaming my pussy when he whispered sweet nasty nothings in my ear. "You want my cock, don’t you, slut? I know you’re a whore that needs to fuck. I can’t wait to get my cock in your tight little pussy again."
It makes me so wet that he knows he can treat me like a slut so freely. Today, when no one else was in the copy room, he looked into my eyes, pinched my nipples through my tight blouse and ran his hand up under my skirt to finger my clit. Since I wasn’t wearing panties, he slipped a finger inside me, then held it to my lips for me to taste my own juices. "You're going to be my slut again, tonight. I'm going to fuck you, and you'll beg me to be my whore."
I sucked on his finger like it was a little penis, savoring the taste of my own pussy. It made my knees weak, it was so hot. I couldn’t wait until after work to have his cock, so I grabbed his hand and used my key to let us into the executive washroom. I locked the door behind us and pushed him up against it. "Yes, your going to fuck my sloppy wet cunt tonight, but right now I’m going to suck your cock so I can drink your cum!"
I sank to my knees before him and unbuckled his pants. Looking deep into his eyes, I took his erection in my mouth and gobbled it hungrily. Tom was so horny from thinking about fucking me all week that he came in seconds, filling my mouth with his lovely cum. I sucked him dry and left him standing there with a dazed expression on his face, his pants around his ankles, and the door unlocked. "That’s just an appetizer, stud. You’ll get the whole package, later."
I laughed all the way back to my office, thinking of someone walking in on him to find him in that condition. Back at my desk, I closed my office door and urgently masturbated to a lovely orgasm, the taste of his cum still on my lips. I was unable to do anything the rest of the day, except think about how I was going to fuck and suck his sweet penis later.
Just before I left work, I decided to give my husband a call. I knew that Will didn’t expect me to call, but I thought it would make the whole experience nastier for both of us if I called him to remind him that I would be having a good time fucking Tom’s cock. I admit, I was a little nervous, but I hoped that this would be a delicious turn on for him and make him even hotter to fuck me when I finally got home.
When Will answered the phone, I simply told him that I was going to be fucking another guy while he was working late. I told him not to worry if I wasn't there when he got home, but that he should expect me to come home much later, covered in cum and smelling of sex. I said that my pussy would be dripping with another man’s juices, and that he should be ready to fuck my cum-filled pussy.
Will was so sweet. He just laughed. "Go ahead, my sweet whore. I love you. Go have a fucking good time fucking Tom. You know that I told you that you could fuck anyone you want. Don’t worry, I meant it. I want you to fuck all the hard cocks you can. Go along, and take plenty of time to enjoy your new lover’s beautiful hard cock. I'll be thinking of the two of you fucking all evening, and when you get home, we'll make love and I’ll fuck you some more, while you tell me all about it."
So, after work I let Tom take me to his house to fuck me, and shortly after 5:00 PM, I was riding the commuter bus from the Port Authority in New York City to his house in New Jersey. There were plenty of empty seats toward the front, but Tom led me all the way back to sit in the very last seat, with me by the window. There was no one in the seats in front of us, but in the two seats across the aisle there was one other passenger reading a book.
I snuggled up to Tom, just enjoying his strong masculinity. It was dark inside the terminal, and Tom started gently playing with my tits, slipping his hand under my blouse to squeeze my breasts and pinch my nipples through the thin fabric of my lacy bra. I shivered with excitement and reciprocated by lightly tickling his sweet cock and balls through the thin fabric of his pants. He didn’t have any underwear on, and I easily felt the outline of his hardening cock.
As the bus started rolling I started to feel that lovely throbbing and tingling in my pussy that I love so much. Once that starts, there is no stopping the slut in me. As the whore in me took over, and I slid down and pretended to be taking a nap in Tom's lap. Glancing over at the passenger across the aisle, he seemed engrossed in his book. I just couldn't wait to play with Tom's pretty penis, so like the naughtiest little slut, I opened up his fly to pull out his cock just enough to start slowly sucking on the tip and massaging his balls. Since I didn’t have any panties on, it was easy for Tom to discretely slip his hand under my skirt and started playing with my ass and pussy.
As I nibbled on Tom's sweet penis, the eroticism of the situation washed over me. I became so horny, I lost all my inhibitions and couldn’t help acting upon my naughtiest impulses. I had started out trying to be discrete and conceal what I was doing, but the thrill of doing something so outrageously naughty in public made me giddily wanton. Besides, the guy across the aisle was a handsome Hispanic in his early thirties, the Antonio Banderas type which I think is so hot!
I decided that I wanted him to see me sucking cock. I wanted him to see that I was a cock-sucking slut. I wanted to see if what I was doing would turn him on or shock him. I quietly unbuckled Tom’s belt and unbuttoned his trousers so I could get at more of his cock and balls. Gradually, I took more and more of Tom's penis in my mouth until my head was bobbing up and down on his shaft. It was now obvious that I was sucking cock, and my handsome stranger could plainly see me as a whore.
Shaking giddily with the excitement of the situation, I waited until I could see out of the corner of my eye that I had captured his complete attention. A total stranger was watching me sucking cock! My mind was in a whirl, yet completely focused on nothing but Tom’s cock and the handsome man watching me from across the aisle. I took a big breath, raised my head and smiled deeply into the stranger's eyes. I shook with a shattering orgasm as he smiled back at me. I ran my tongue around the head of the cock in my mouth and let watch me cum. The stranger grinned at my brazen display, and taking his hard cock out, began rubbing it as he watched me plunge Tom’s cock back into my mouth to stifle my moans.
He stared as Tom's cock slid in and out between my lips. I motioned for him to move over and sit in the closest seat, so he could watch me better and I could get a better look at his cock. I reached across the aisle and took his hand from his lovely penis and sucked on his middle finger, to show him how I would suck his cock. As I resumed sucking on Tom’s cock, I placed my stranger’s hand on my face, so he could caress it as my mouth took all the fullness of Tom's cock. What an incredibly raunchy intimate moment! It was so intensely submissive to feel the stranger's hand on my face as I sucked cock. As Tom came in my mouth with a muffled groan, I bucked against the hand on my face with my second orgasm in less than a minute.
My handsome stranger was building toward his own orgasm, so I quickly stepped across the aisle, pushed him over into the far seat and knelt before his throbbing cock. Swirling my tongue around its purple head, I tasted his salty precum before plunging his cock into my throat to bury my nose in his wispy pubic hair. Sucking and swallowing, I pulled back to tickle his cum hole with my tongue. Babbling in Spanish, my stranger tangled his fingers in my hair and fucked my mouth, driving his cock deep into my throat, and I came for a third time as he exploded his huge load of lovely cum. I don’t know Spanish, but I heard the word "puta" several times. I think it is the word for whore.
Thinking back on it, I still can't believe I found the courage to be such a slut! What a naughty and nasty thing to do! I purposefully left a dribble of cum on my chin as I leaned down and kissed the stranger goodbye. He thanked me for the best ride home ever, saying that his name was Carlos and that he always rode the 5:23 bus. Who knows? Maybe I've found my second lover already! Oh, it is so good to be a married slut!
Of course, Tom wanted to fuck me immediately when we got to his place, but I was in a naughty mood. Having just sucked off Carlos in the bus while Tom watched gave me a strange sense of the power I have as a slut. Tom’s cock was rock hard, and I knew he wanted to fuck me just as badly as I wanted to fuck him, but I just teased him, increasing the level of raunchy eroticism between us.
I began to flaunt my full, middle-aged body, performing a naughty, wantonly slow strip show for him. I just kept tormenting him, waving my big tits and round ass in his face, playing with my nipples, flashing my pussy. I felt so wonderfully naughty! I wanted to provoke him. I wanted to tease him and taunt him. I giggled and laughed at his helpless frustration. I flirted and flaunted myself, as I told him how hot Carlos had made me, how handsome he was and how much I had enjoyed sucking his lovely hard penis. I said how beautiful and sexy his cock was. I told how delicious his cum had tasted. I slipped a finger into my pussy and sucked my juices from it like it was a cock. "Did you like watching me suck Carlos’ cock? Did I look like a whore sucking his cock? Did it make you jealous to watch me swallow his cum like a slut? I want his cock in my cunt. I want him to fuck me with that beautiful cock of his. I want to be his slut, too!"
I was deliberately being nasty and teasing him to see if I could make him angry. What I really wanted was to make Tom so horny and annoyed that he would take me forcefully. I wanted to provoke him into powerfully possessing me, to torment him into throwing down on the floor and roughly fucking me. I wanted him to take me, rape me and use me like a whore.
My timing couldn’t have been better! Just as I could tell that Tom was losing patience with my bratty behavior, his phone rang. It was his fiancé. She had no idea that Tom was fucking a new slut on the side, so wickedly, I took this opportunity to make Tom squirm and provoke him even further. I knew he couldn't say anything to me without giving himself away to his fiancé, and the cord on the phone wasn’t long enough to let him reach me. With the most devilish gleam in my eyes, I ran over to the big picture window and opened all the blinds and continued to perform my naughty erotic dance, while he tried to talk with his girlfriend. I put on a real show, stripping down to my bra and garter belt, licking my tits through the lace and playing with my pussy. He was motioning for me to get away so the neighbors wouldn't see he had a whore in his house.
Even though he was in a panic, Tom was so turned on he couldn't resist stroking his lovely cock. So, I decided to make it even more difficult for him. I slowly crawled across the carpet to him on my hands and knees. Kneeling before him as he stroked his penis, I started licking his crotch and balls. With little butterfly flicks of my tongue I worked my way back between his ass cheeks, rimming and tonguing his asshole while I looked deep into his eyes and let him see my sexual hunger. I whispered, "Does your fiancé do that for you?" He squirmed and glared at me.
"What about this?" I moved up and replaced his hand with my hungry mouth, sucking his pretty cock deep into my throat, fingering my pussy and clit. He breathing was becoming ragged, and he was trying so hard not to cum while he talked to his fiancé. I was laughing around his cock, while I sucked. Soon, I badly needed to cum again, so I lay back on the floor in front of him. I lewdly masturbated for him, driving my fingers into my pussy and giving myself a huge orgasm while Tom watched and tried to control his voice so he could talk calmly to his girlfriend.
Tom was so incredibly horny from my sucking his cock and from watching me make myself cum, that as soon as he got off the phone he grabbed me roughly by my long dark hair and dragged me onto his thick living room rug. "You bitch! You cheap little slut! Now I'll show you how a whore like you should be treated!"
My plan had worked! I just laughed as he threw me on the living room rug. I rolled onto my back and opened my legs wide, inviting him to come fuck me. "Come on, fucker! I want that cock! Fuck me! Stick that beautiful cock in my cunt! Fuck my pussy! Give me that cock! Fuck me with it!"
But Tom’s rage had given him other needs. Grabbing me by the ankles, he flipped me onto my belly, forcing me to my hands and knees. Holding me by the back of my neck, he pushed my face into the thick pile and began spanking my big round ass. Over and over, his hand smacked onto my bare skin, bringing tears to my eyes. I yelped with each stinging blow, but soon, the pain began to turn into the welcome heat of erotic pleasure.
Oh, God! I was in heaven! I couldn't believe how incredibly sexy and exciting it was to be pinned down by this strong angry man who was turning my ass bright red while calling me all sorts of lovely filthy names. "You dirty fucking whore! You fucking cock-slut! Cunt! Bitch! How dare you tease me like that?! Take it! Fucking take it, you fucking cunt! Take it, bitch!!"
My ass cheeks jiggled and bounced as his hand smacked down again and again, stinging, searing my tender flesh. Tears streamed down my face, but I love having my ass spanked and I was wiggling my ass in the air, laughing and screaming as my fingers worked frantically between my legs. "Oh, God, yes! Yes! Spank me! Give it to me! I’m a dirty little whore, a filthy fuck-slut! I need to be spanked! Come on, slap it! Yes! Please! Please spank me hard! I’m a nasty slut! Spank my ass! Spank it! Spank it hard! Come on! Make it hurt! Harder! Harder!! Oh, yes! Now fuck it! Fuck it hard! Fuck my ass! Please, I need your hard cock in my ass!! PLEASE FUCK MEEEEEEEE NOWWWWWWW!!"
With the sweet intoxicating pain from his hand, and the need I already had for his cock, my pussy and ass-hole were pulsing and throbbing with the need to be filled with hard cock. My pussy was soaking with so much juice, that it was running down my leg. Tom’s hard penis slid all the way into my pussy on his first thrust. He slammed his cock several times into my cunt to lubricate it with my pussy juices. Then, grabbing a handful of my long hair, he pulled my head back as he shoved his cock into my waiting asshole. I screamed and came over and over as soon as Tom filled my ass with his wonderful cock.
Tom fucked my asshole deep and hard. He rammed his beautiful penis into me over and over. "You bitch! You're such a fucking whore! Take my fat cock in your ass, you cunt! Take it and show me what a slut you are! You love it, don't you? Tell me how much you love my cock in your ass!"
I grunted and gasped with the force of his pounding cock. I yelled at the top of my lungs as I bucked back to meet his thrust. I screamed and moaned, begging Tom for his cock and the fucking of my life. "Yes! Yes! Yes, you fucker, I love it! I love a hard cock in my ass! Oh, God, it feels so fucking good! Slam it into me! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! FUCK ME!! FUCK MY ASS!! I’m your dirty whore to fuck, you fucker. Oh, shit, it feels so fucking good! I’m your little naughty slut to use any way you like, so fuck me with that cock of yours! Give it to me hard! Harder! Harder!! Come on, fucker, you can fuck me harder than that! Rape me! Rape me with that fucking cock of yours!! Fuck my ass! Fuck it! Fuck it hard! Fuck it deep! FUUUUUUCK IIIIIIT!!!
I was in heaven! It was so wonderfully dirty to give myself to this man who was not my husband, to be used by him in such a completely sexual way. The liberation I felt at being so shamelessly wanton and completely sexual was so intoxicating that I writhed and slammed back against his thrusts, trying to suck his magnificent cock deep into my ass. I wanted to devour him with my sexuality, to consume him with my lust. I was totally incoherent, babbling obscenities, moaning in a continual orgasm, whipping my head back and forth in total abandonment to my lust, as he finally came, filling my bowels with his cum.
Later, we showered together and I gently cleaned his sweet cock before sucking him hard again. This time, we went into his bedroom for a more leisurely tender fuck. I pushed Tom back on the bed and rode his cock slowly, grinding it into my pussy, playing with my clit and cumming in waves as my lover gently rolled my nipples between his fingers. Just before he finally came again, I rolled off him so he could spray his cum all over my face and tits as a souvenir of our fucking. Like an expensive moisturizing creme, I gently massaged his lovely semen into my skin.
Tom was done for the night, and I was impatient to get home to my husband so I could tell him all about my sexy adventure. I was incredibly excited, because this time Will knew exactly where I had been and what I had been doing. Will was waiting for me, just like the first time I had fucked Tom, except that this time, I didn’t need to worry about how he would react. I knew that he would be horny from the anticipation of imagining what I had been doing with my lover, and he would be eager to fuck me while I told him every detail of how I had fucked Tom.
Will had already enjoyed several hours of the sweet torture of anticipation, so to show me how much he loves me and how much he enjoys and approves of his wife becoming a slut, he had filled the house with flowers and soft candle light. A new CD of Schubert string quartets was softly playing, and a box of Godiva chocolates and two glasses stood next to a bottle of Champagne on ice.
My husband was dressed only in his silk robe, with a glass of red wine in one hand and one of his favorite cigars in the other. His cock was already hard from imagining what I had been up to with Tom, and it jutted out at me obscenely and enticingly from between the folds of his robe. When I walked in the door covered with the perfume of Tom's sexy cum, Will took me into his arms and kissed me, saying, "Welcome home my sweet little slut. I love you so much as my wife and my whore. Come have some Champagne and celebrate your debauchery while you tell me all about what you've done and where you've been. Tell me all about how you were a whore tonight."
We snuggled and laughed, drank and laughed, kissed and laughed, as I stroked my husband's hard cock and told him all about my sexual adventure. Will was so proud of how daring I was when I told him how I had sucked the stranger on the bus. I confessed how I wanted to take Carlos as a lover and fuck his gorgeous cock, as well as Tom's. That brought on Will’s first orgasm of the evening, which I caught in my mouth and washed down with the excellent Champagne.
I sucked Will back to hardness, and pushing him back on the sofa, I straddled him to ride his sweet cock as I continued my story. Will pinched and pulled my nipples and I gently played with my clit, as I told him how I had teased poor Tom. We laughed at his predicament, at how provoked I had made him, while he tried to talk to his fiancé. And we both came in huge orgasms when I recalled how he had spanked me as I had urged him to fuck my ass.
I told Will how I loved giving myself so completely to Tom, and how turned on I am just by the thought of cocks. "I want more cocks, Will! I want to fuck lots and lots of lovely hard cocks! Please, may I fuck lots of other cocks?"
My husband just held me closer. "Of course, you'll have other cocks. You’ll have as many as you like. You're a slut now, and I love you for it. We'll see to it that you will have many cocks to fuck and suck. I love you because you let yourself become a slut with Tom's cock. I love you even more that you were a slut with Carlos’ cock, and I will love you that much more again when you are a slut with other cocks. I love you with all my heart, and only want you to be totally happy!" With that he carried me into our bedroom and spent the next couple of hours making tender sweet love to me.
Will is so sweet to be so excited about my being a slut and fulfilling all my wicked desires that it makes me want to become even more wanton and brazen. I wish that I had revealed my true nature and become a slut years ago!ÂÂ
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I had been with Kate for about a month, we met through friends and went out for dinner, drinks and back to my place. She was 22, blonde, brown eyes (wish they were blue) great body and looks that made every guy I know comment on her beauty. I was 34.
We were sitting on the couch and I decided I would see what would happen if I just led her by the hand to my bed. Sure enough she followed and we ended up fucking for hours. One thing I noted was she was not wearing and panties but thought little of it.
The next time she was over I just joked with her when she arrived "So what will it be, coffee or sex"
"Sex thanks" she replied with a big smile.
Again we went straight to the bedroom and has I stripped her out of her black work pants I again
"Don't you wear underwear" I asked
She blushed a little and replied "Oh I thought I got away without you noticing last time, but I guess you should know that I never wear them, I only own a pair to wear to the doctor" she laughed.
The sex between us was great. Whenever and whereever I wanted it. I could be about to leave for work, tell her I would love a little head before I went and she would suck me dry. I would zip up and go to work.
I was telling a mate about her and he was very interested to meet her. He wanted to call in and see her, but it was hard to find a date that suited us all.
"Tell you what, I will get her to call in to your work. I will tell her you have something to give me and I want her to pick it up" I suggested
I called her at home and explained the need for her to go to this place, ask to see David and tell him your here to pick up stuff for me
"But I want you to dress in something really sexy and try and tease him a little, see if you can notice if he gets turned on or not" I told her.
"And if he does"? she asked
"Well your a smart girl, you should be able to find a place to help him out if need be" I said in a tone that could be taken as a joke or she could take as the go ahead to do what she wanted.
I told her it would be best to get there at 1.00 as that was his lunch hour and we would not be holding him up from his work.
At 2pm she called
"I have just left Davids work" she said with a little bit of excitment in her voice. "He is a nice guy, and has a great cock" she laughed
"Did you see his cock, for real I mean"?
"Yes, and you said I could find a place to look after him, so we ended up in the back of his car and I sucked him off and swallowed his load". she replied.
"Can't wait to hear all about it tonight, but I want to give him a call and she what he thought"
I quickly dialed his number and he answered in a voice that told me he had a big smile on his face.
"Soooooo"? I asked
"Man she is so sexy, hot, a spunk, you lucky cunt"
"Did you get any little bonus from her"?
"Welllll" I could tell he was not sure if he could tell me "she wore this great mini skirt and as she sat down I thought I could she everything, except knickers" he laughed
"Ok man, out with it! What did you two do, and by the way she has already called me so I think I know and I an cool with it" I said
"She sat there for a while and we talked, she was crossing and un crossing her legs, each time her skirt rode up a little more, and every time I got to see a flash of pussy. We talked about you two, my wife, work and finally sex" he explained
"Once we started talking about sex, she uncrossed her legs, sat with her knees together and slowly opened them, they opened so wide that he skirt was totally bunched up. I was rock hard but told her people don't knock in this office and someone could walk in at anytime"
He continued "I told her the letter you wanted was in the car and we could go down and get it. Once at the car she asked if I had had sex in this car with my wife, I said No. Next thing she said was that it would not be fair to have sex with anyone other than his wife in the new car, but if I wanted help with my hard cock she would be happy to suck it for me"
"Man I was in that car so fast and my pants down, she climbed in and started sucking, she let me finger her wet cunt and finall I blew and she swallowed the lot" he was talkin so fast it was like he was cumming again as he told me.
Later that night I got her side of the same story while we fucked like mad.
I lay there wondering what else she might do if I ask her and I will let you know what I came up with. I this really was the start of her becoming a total slut
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It was late Saturday morning as we drove up at Bob and Vikki’s home. Kathy had wanted to arrive in plenty of time. Unable to hide her excitement yet growing apprehension over what was in store for her that day. Then, we had never had secrets from each other. My wife was wearing a long white, sleeveless summer dress with a smart, gold belt and white heels. Looking perfect as ever, although I had mentioned several weeks ago that I wanted her to wear something very short and very tight for the afternoon’s session. She was a beautiful woman. No doubt about it; with dark, shoulder length hair, pearl-white skin, big, firm tits and a well kept, wonderfully shaped body. As she smiled back at me knowingly through her sunglasses, it felt good to know that I have a wif
Four months beforehand, Kathy, twenty-nine and Vikki, thirty-three had worn their wedding dresses for a breeding session with four overly eager black bulls. Our blonde friend had fallen pregnant shortly afterwards, though unfortunately and despite our high hopes, Kathy had not followed suit. It would have been perfect if she had. Regardless, that had been a very special day for all of us. While Bob and myself watched on, the men fucked both our wives over and over. Kathy certainly hadn’t forgotten the experience overnight. Once home even the mere sight of her torn and ruined wedding dress brought the memories of that day flooding back to her. I guess having those black studs dumping their baby-making seed into her unprotected womb was almost too much. Especially now with Vikki’s good news playing on her mind. For several nights afterwards I had awaked to find her groaning and grasping at the sheets in her sleep. As if reliving the whole episode.
Bob and Vikki had a lovely home. Very picturesque in a quiet woodland setting and we were glad we had arranged to stay with them until Sunday evening. At home, things hadn’t been so peaceful of late. Kathy’s domineering mother and father had been to stay. I never enjoyed their visits. Especially as they where always brow-beating Kathy for one thing or another. They just didn’t know what stresses their only daughter was going through. She was dealing with one of the strongest taboos. Becoming pregnant by a black-man and having his baby. A baby whose father would likely never be known to us. Nevertheless, having her parents there only delayed the inevitable. Kathy knew she would need a far more regular pounding to get in the club and it had been a relief for us both to see them go. We could hardly tell them the truth now could we?
On hearing the car, our friends came out to meet us. Bob in a red Hawaiian shirt that was so typical of him. His face sunburnt and his usual grin from ear to ear. Vikki, wearing a tight pair of yellow pants and a red top. She stood holding her hands over her now-swelling belly, so obviously proud of the early sign of her pregnancy. As we sat by the pool, I watched the two women sip their drinks and chat. I’d grown used to the feeling that Vikki seemed to eye Kathy at times, quite lustfully. There was no doubt in my mind that she had strong sexual feelings for her. Somehow it didn’t seem so wrong. Both such very different women, yet so alike in many ways. I guess you could say the same for myself and Bob. Like him I loved watching other men fuck my wife. I loved watching black men fuck my wife.
We sat on the patio, enjoying the sunshine and eating a light lunch. Bob was quite a cook and an excellent conversationalist though he remained quite secretive as to what was in store. Reached across the table I took my wife’s hand. Despite everything, this felt enormously erotic. Romantic even to an extent. Our marriage flashed into my head. Falling in love, the wedding, the honeymoon, our marriage and now this. I considered the fact that Vikki was now pregnant, and carrying the child of a black-man whose name she and Bob didn’t even know. It was quite probable that Kathy would soon be the same way. My pulse raced and for a moment I felt faint.
‘Are you alright Darling?’. Kathy’s voice was concerned and soothing. I nodded. Though even now I could see her own anxiety. Growing behind her eyes as she wondered what was going to happen. I guess we both knew the consequences but where willing to risk all. With two recent appointments at the OB doctor this was unmistakably Kathy’s most fertile time of the month. We all knew it. Especially Bob who had arranged everything to coincide with this precious few days.
Eventually, Bob suggested both women go inside to get themselves ready. They knew how much we liked them to look good. Especially when it was black men they were out to impress. As Kathy passed me, I reiterated to her how much I wanted to see her in something very short and very tight. She nodded, seemingly at ease with what she had shopped for and brought. Then we waited, enjoying the wine until they returned. Bob chuckled that it was going to be a lot of fun. I took the chance to ask him how he felt now Vikki had finally gotten the good news.
‘Great!’ he replied with a long smile, ‘Though I think you’ll find out for yourself soon enough’. We both knew he was right.
Vikki reappeared on the patio first and I was staggered. She had dressed herself in a white nurse’s uniform! Not one you might see in a hospital, but a very tight, very short number, one you’d see in a fuck movie. Very, very short and tight making it easy to see her round belly. She wore it unbuttoned down the front just enough to show off much of her magnificent, tanned cleavage. Her beautiful legs encased in thigh high white stockings with matching heels that finished the effect. Grinning for us, she posed, turning in a circle, showing off her beautiful ass and shapely calves. I found myself leering at her and my cock stirring. Bob and I smiled and applauded, although I still didn’t understand what was coming. They had both been very busy. Vikki, looking very pleased with herself walked sexily over to her husband, sat on his knee and drained his glass of wine.
Kathy took slightly longer and I knew she wouldn’t show herself until she was completely satisfied. She finally walked out wearing a very short, very tight low cut electric-blue spandex dress that stretched tightly across her breasts, thighs and ass. The colour of the dress showed off her skin to perfection. We both already knew what an effect her pale-white, blemish-less skin had with the blacks who had bred her before. They were wild over it. In addition she wore four-inch open-toed high heels. Bob whistled loudly and told her to turn for us. The heels accentuated her shapely calves. Smiling at us all, Kathy turned, posing for us while her hands resting seductively on her hips. She looked spectacular, statuesque and very sluttish. It was easy to imagine what effect she would have on her breeders today and I could tell that she wanted this session to work this time. Knowing that she would do whatever it took to make it work.
Bob drove the car while Vikki chatted loudly in the backseat. The giddy blonde was excited. It showed. My wife beside her, silently staring out of the window. The delicious guilt and shame she felt put aside for now. Her beautiful white, bare legs crossed and proving a remarkable sight. Her breasts, pressing hard against her low-cut dress, their size exaggerated even more by her trim waist. I wondered what was going through her head. Dressed like a real cock magnet and about to meet a group of men for the very first time. As we continued into the all-black section of the city, I knew that whoever was going to be breeding my wife this afternoon had probably never had a woman as classy or sexy looking as her. What did Bob have in store? High-rise ghetto-type apartments began to appear and lined both sides of the streets as young tough looking kids and dishevelled old men hung about the street corners. Our host had already reminded us to lock the car doors and even Vikki seemed a bit nervous.
‘Are you sure this is going to be safe, Hon?’ she asked her husband.
‘Sure’. Bob gave a reassuring smile but I could tell he wasn’t entirely sure either.
Shortly afterwards Bob turned the car onto a side street. Driving for another block and a half before pulling into a driveway next to a very run-down looking apartment building. For a moment I thought we were just turning around, but as Bob switched off the engine, I realised we had arrived. Kathy and I exchanged apprehensive looks that I can recall even now. Opening the car door, I got out and looked up at the flats. They seemed to be derelict until I noticed one of the apartments had washing hanging from the window. Kathy got out and stepped over to me. Taking care of the rubbish-strewn driveway, yet almost tripping and steadying herself on my arm. Although sexy looking, high heels were not the ideal footwear for a place like this.
Bob wound down his window. ‘I don’t want to leave the car here’ he called. ‘I know a place real close. You two go on up, its number 303, someone waiting for you’. I swallowed dryly. This was obviously a black part of town and what Bob asked us was quite a task for a lone, white couple. Particularly the way Kathy was dressed. We would stand out like a sore thumb and I wondered why on earth Bob had asked me to bring so much cash. My wallet feeling heavy in my jacket pocket. Vikki saw our fears and seemed to enjoy our discomfort.
‘See you in a while’ she said coyly as her husband quickly starting the engine. As they backed out into the street I wondered if this had been their plan from the start.
Resigned to our fate, I took Kathy’s arm and together we walked around to the front of the apartment, climbed the stoop and entered through the front door. Three youths, sitting on the stoop railing watched but did not speak or try to stop us from entering. Inside, the hallway, the elevator was out of order and boarded up, so we had to use the stairs. They were very narrow; too narrow to hold hands, though I could feel my wife’s apprehension as she went ahead of me. It was too late for her to turn back now. From behind, her skirt was so short I could easily see her sheer panties, the sight of her full, rounded thighs moving together and shapely ass made me want to reach out and touch her. We passed a couple on the first floor landing, a devilish looking man and a young woman gazed at us curiously.
‘Think you got the wrong mutha-fuckin’ place’ she laughed at us more in surprise than anything. Her eyes widened as her eyes fell on my wife’s outfit. ‘Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm, sweet thang, you are some fine lookin’ piece’. I noticed Kathy stiffen. Keeping her eyes straight ahead, she was as fearful as I was. I guess we’d seen so much on the news about places like this. Together we carried up the three flights. The everyday sounds of life in the stricken apartments echoing around us.
At the top of the stairs waiting for us was a black woman of mid thirties with a full but shapely figure, rich-chocolate skin and thick short hair. With her cheap-looking short, tight purple dress and gold high heels she could only be part of what lay ahead.
‘Hi, Honey, I’m Latysha’ she smiled warmly, obviously impressed by Kathy’s body as she ran her eyes eagerly over my wife’s figure. We shook hands and followed Latysha's big round, sexy ass down the hall. Looking around this trash-strewn place as we walked on. I held my wife’s hand, her grip tight and the feeling she had of being here only enhanced by what was waiting for her. Many of the doors were open, enabling us to see into the cluttered filthy rooms. Black faces, old and young, male and female, eyed us curiously but guardedly. Some looks wary, while others quickly getting a greedy eyeful of Kathy. Televisions blared. Children stopped their play to stare. We were truly strangers here.
Latysha led us to the end of the hallway and a door marked 303. Kathy now had my hand in a tight grip. I could almost hear her heart pounding next to me. From inside we could hear the sound of loud male voices and I felt her smooth, warm body stiffen against me.
‘She’s here’ Latysha announced, as she stepped through the doorway and ushered us in. I remember gasping in shock. Both my wife and I having just had the surprise of our lives. Simply put, the room was full of black men. Each dressed casually though several were shirtless, showing off hard, sculpted, black-skinned muscles and several sporting jailhouse tattoos. Others wore vests and jeans. All apparently residents of this place and all wanting a piece of this white breeding. I had to think that Bob had clued everyone in on why we were here, an impregnating session with my wife. Kathy’s first response was one of stunned silence as the group leered hungrily at her. They were quite obviously very pleased with what they saw in front of them, and already looking impatient to get at her. Hungry eyes roved over my wife’s body, each, perhaps been made to wait longer than they had wanted.
I stepped back against the wall next to the open door and looked around. The living room itself was just large enough to accommodate everyone. A television, sofa, coffee table, a single chair and a lamp table were the only furniture. The heat of the place hanging in the air and mixing with the thick cigarette smoke. On the filthy carpet, though, was something that made my heart race faster. A bare, dirty mattress had been placed on the floor in the middle of the room. Newspapers, magazines, clothing and children’s toys lay discarded everywhere on the threadbare carpet. The adjoining kitchen, open to the living room, contained a worn looking table and four chairs. A middle-aged woman and a very old, shrunken-looking black man sat at the table, cluttered with food, beer cans, wine and whiskey bottles. I could tell from the way Latysha stood almost apologetically that this was where she lived.
Kathy hadn’t noticed that I had stepped away from her, and was now standing next to the mattress, on view for all. She stood before them, breathing somewhat rapidly with her nervousness. Her beautiful breasts rising and falling and her arms by her sides. It was impossible to read her expression as they all excitedly gazed at her. Silent and imposing. My wife’s eye falling on the mattress. Glazing as she realised just what it’s purpose was. There was nowhere to sit but eventually one of the men got up, allowing her a seat on the mangy sofa. As if transfixed she paused, overwhelmed and obviously intimidated by this large number of people. Ten or more including those in the kitchen. Glancing back at me as she stepped forward and took the now vacated seat. Everyone in the room watching and muttering as Kathy crossed her long white legs, caused her dress to ride nearly to the top of her thighs. There really was no turning back from this now.
These black men, I could see, were going to enjoy breeding my beautiful wife. I found myself excited, my heart racing, and my cock stirring as these events were starting to unfold in front of me. I had never dreamed of experiencing something as exciting, erotic and dangerous as this. Most of them, I felt, certainly had never had a white woman as gorgeous as Kathy before, so she was going to be a special luxury. They immediately began talking suggestively to her. As though already vying for her affections. Some more vocal than others but all incredibly stirred by the sight of the short, tight dress that was displaying my wife’s tits and legs to perfection. Their voices overlapping as they visually drank in her body. How I wished the people back home could see my wife now. Especially her parents who had raised her so well. Maybe I felt satisfaction too in the knowledge that Kathy’s mother had never taken to me. Never making a secret of the fact that we had waited too long for children. Well, maybe we could put that right today.
Even after several minutes had passed Kathy had barely said a word other than her name. She was smiling and doing her best though it was pointless. These men didn’t want to know her. They just wanted to take turns fucking her senseless and their looks proved it. A particularly confident looking bull in the seat next to her asked Kathy what she wanted to drink and called to the woman in the kitchen to fix a Crown Royal and Seven. He then placed his arm around her shoulder. His thick fingers meeting her skin. Smiling as his touch visibly affected her. I guess he was in his late 50’s. Carrying a few extra pounds yet strong and imposing. He was the leader around here, the Alpha-Male and I knew he would be the first to breed Kathy. In addition, a much younger man, probably in his early twenties and had to weigh well over 250 pounds, sat in the only chair in the living room. He looked a great deal like the alpha-male. Seemingly a little disgruntled that his father had staked his claim early to Kathy’s white pussy. The rest of them where of varying ages. A couple mid twenties, two with very dark skin. One with thick, heavily-muscles arms, covered with tattoos. The old man sitting at the kitchen table was now leering at Kathy as much as the younger ones. His chequered shirt hanging from his jeans. He had to have been in his late seventies, at least. Grey haired with glasses and seeing how he was eyeing my wife, I knew he wanted her.
A bottle of whiskey was now being passed around. An accompaniment to the open beer cans on the floor and the coffee table. The quiet talk of the men audible in places as they discussed the stunning, white woman between themselves. They seemed almost wary. Mistrustful as if they hadn’t expected someone like her. Kathy declined a cigarette but sat forward and took her drink from the woman. Her breasts pressing against the spandex dress. Attuned to the appreciative nods and grunts around her. It was so obvious they were looking forward to using her body. My wife’s short, tight dress and her smooth, waxed, white legs easily created a room full of stiff black dicks. Her eyes were staring straight ahead as the men around her grinned and exchanged glances of their own. She was ashamed to be here, I thought. However, whether she now wanted to or not, Kathy was going to be pumped full of their warm, baby-making seed before long. I wondered if she hated herself for wanting it. As if realising what I was thinking, she looked up, caught my eye, sipped her drink and put the glass down in front of her. She was here because she wanted a baby that wasn’t mine. A black baby. She wanted to be bred by black men.
Around me, I could see their aggressive looks. Several glanced at me with a combination of contempt and dominance. Looks that said,
‘ We’re gonna enjoy fuckin your woman’ .
‘Your letting men you don’t even know breed your lady’
And, ‘We’re going to breed her while you watch us do it, and you won’t be able to stop us’ .
An anger, impatience, and overall satisfaction over what was coming. Then there was a knock at the door. Latysha went to answer it and as she did a girl of perhaps 10 peeked in. She had bright, bold eyes and braided hair. Holding my wife’s eye for a moment and no doubt curious of the odd visitors that had invaded her home. Suddenly, behind her in walked Vikki with Bob. A chorus of wolf whistles, ‘oohs’, and ‘aah’s as our blonde hostess took off her coat and exposed her sexy nurse’s uniform. Those legs looked good. Real good. Especially with the short skirt wafting between the tops of her thighs.
Unlike Kathy, Vikki was completely unfazed by all the black men in the room. She had the mobs full attention. Beaming brightly as her husband quickly began setting up his camera. Running her eyes around the group of men and wondering where to start. With all eyes on her the hot blonde-haired woman walked over to the sofa. Bending over to show off her beautiful ass she took both of Kathy’s hands, and gave her a tender kiss on the cheek.
‘This is all for you, honey’, she said. I always enjoyed the way this lovely whore could not be intimated by anything. She always seemed so open and confident about what she wanted. Kathy, while looking surprised by the kiss, also seemed both relieved and grateful that her friend was here. The aggression and frustration in the room had had been growing minute by minute. Vikki then gave the confident man sitting next to Kathy a much more intimate kiss. ‘You don’t waste any time, do you Carl’, she sniffed, seeing how his hand was now resting high on my wife’s thigh. Kathy looked down as if she hadn’t even noticed she was being touched.
The impatience was growing at such a rate it was little wonder that one of the men walked over to Vikki and roughly began groping her breasts through the outfit. It had already begun and sensing this Kathy glanced around. Her gaze coming to rest on me. She knew what she’d have to do today. I returned her look. Hoping that she would one day be as much of a flirt as her friend. With his camera on his shoulder Bob filmed my wife from his knee. A second stud joining the alpha male in sliding their hands up and down my wife’s lovely crossed legs. Vikki was sitting on the big mans knee. Laughing out loud as he fondled her breasts. Already these horny, black bulls where splitting up, grouping around the two women and eyeing them keenly.
Vikki was unsurprisingly the first to taste some cock. Kneeling between the big mans knees and unzipping his flies. Already the others where taking off their pants. Some extremely large dicks bobbing free, stiffening and twitching in the heated room. Bob focused on his wife. Receiving a wink for his efforts as pushed out his ass. Pushing back her long hair she turned to face the camera, holding cock between her lips as her skirt rose up and up. Behind her one of the younger studs eagerly gave her butt a feel. Exposing her bright red panties fully and fingering her wet pussy through the silk. In no time he had them pulled apart. Sliding his finger in and out of her hole. There was a huge smile on his face, running from ear to ear. Vikki’s head bobbed eagerly in the big mans lap.
‘I’m sure you cock would feel nicer’ she grinned back at him. Returning to her oral work as the young buck quickly positioned himself on one knee and gently squeezed himself in.
I exchanged a grin with Bob. Knowing how both of us undoubtedly felt the same way. He was loving every second and to him it didn’t even matter that Vikki was already pregnant. Feeling vibrant and excited I turned my attention to my own wife. Expecting her to follow her friends example. The mob around her certainly felt so and with Vikki’s arrival they openly demanded the same entertainment. My wife looked intimidated by having those eyes on her. The trouble was that it didn’t come naturally. Not to a well raised, educated woman like her. The man named Carl was still touching her leg. Stroking his thick fingers to the very top of her thigh and just under the hemline of her dress. Eyeing her cleavage next. He wanted to get his hands on those tits. I could see it as could everyone else in the room. This had such a different feel to both the other times and this obviously wasn’t lost on Kathy. She seemed to realise just how real this all was. Her eyes glazing for a second. Beside her, the big man seemed to understand what was needed and slowly got to his feet. Vikki watched as did the rest of us as he roughly began unfastening his trousers.
There where agreeing murmurs from all. Calls of,
‘Train that proud white ho’. Carl letting his pants fall to his ankles and his big, brown cock bounce free. Remaining rigid and cross-legged, Kathy looked at his long, semi-stiff pole. She closed her eyes for a moment.
‘That’s it Lady’ he grunted ‘C’mon….suck my dick’. It was a demand more than anything and the others where similarly unfastening and unzipping around her. Kathy shifted forward to the edge of the seat. Swallowing dryly. He was stiffening already. Rising up in the air and fondling his heavy sack with his fingers as he looked down on my wife. Reaching out she took his cock, sliding her hand back and forth over his foreskin. Met with a chorus of claps as she opened her mouth and slid her ruby lips down over him.
Carl smiled, asserting his dominance as Kathy drew back and took him again. Soon she was bobbing, her hair moving lightly as she sucked. Eyes closed tight as black meat plowed deep into her mouth. The group encouraging and taunting. All smiles and now taking every opportunity to touch and fondle my wife’s body. Bob saw how Kathy was started and threw me a grin. Her firm tits at last being felt roughly through the blue dress. Filming her intently as she blew the alpha-males long, hard cock. He knew how much we liked seeing our wives give head to black men. Vikki was on her next stud. Kneeling amidst the group. Her head turning left and right to take dick after dick. They all wanted her. Yet she had always been a tease. Revelling in the effect her stockings and her sexy nurses outfit had on the horny bulls.
‘Yeah…oh yeah’ Carl’s voice was deep. His balls tightening and his cock finally falling from my wife’s lips. The mood was far more aggressive. Groaning and laughing out loud as Vikki tits where lifted from her outfit. The two white whores entertaining their black masters. Dark hands already cupping and squeezing the horny blonde and playing with her small hard nipples. Carl stepped back allowing the rest to step in. his hands on his hips as he watched them jostle. The first stiff dick ramming hard and deep into Kathy’s mouth and pushing her head sideways as he bulged from her cheek. A smile was on my face as he found his composure and began briskly fucking at the back of my wife’s throat. All around the room men where jerking off and waiting. One, dark skinned stud, showing several gold teeth squeezed each of her breasts in turn through the dress. I liked seeing that. I truly did. Behind the sofa a second pair of eager black, gold covered fingers rolled down over her bare arms. Moving gently over her smooth skin. She didn’t move at first though it obviously affected her to be touched and groped through the dress. The growing urgency. It visibly excited them to see how she reacted. Submissively agreeing to whatever they wanted.
‘Suck my cock baby…dats good’. I returned my view to the latest 8" black dick being pushed firmly into my wife’s mouth. He was big and very thick. His skin was the darkest of all of them. Offset perfectly against Kathy and the deep red of her lipstick. Her lips slid back and forth, almost lovingly over his cock. The gold on his hands standing out on his hands as he pushed back her hair. Enjoying the effect their authority clearly had. Kathy swallowed dryly, closing her eyes for several moments as she contemplated what was happening. Looking around the four huge erections that waited hung around her. With a sudden urge a pair of black hands took her dress by the straps and tugged it neatly down over tits. Immediately they began lifting and feeling her. My wife closing her eyes as Carl reached across and squeezed her round, flat nipples in turn. Slowly, she took the next. Holding the base in her fingers and guiding his dark meat in, pausing as she slid him back over her tongue. Kathy’s eyes where open and staring ahead as she began to slide him in and out. Taking over and wanking with her hand as well. He was so big. A second took her wrist, guiding her free hand to his own throbbing meat. Everyone wanted a piece of the two women. Moving between them. Vikki’s head still bobbed energetically, receiving loud encouragement from the group around her. Not least from the old man whose big cock was hanging literally from his flies.
Kathy was slower. Sucking cock almost lovingly, though she drew force gasps of pleasure as she blew. Her lips spreading wider around his girth on each stroke. At last his well-sucked dick fell free. My wife’s lipstick still perfect but glistening as the next hard, black dick was forced deep into her mouth. Making her eyes flutter and lasting only 4 or 5 stiff strokes before a third took his place. There were just so many of them and now the groups where mixing. I think Kathy knew what she was in for as they pressed against her. Fondling her tits and legs. Their wet dicks hanging in her face. She was on their turf now and they would treat her however they wanted. You only had but look at their cruel, horny faces to see that. Vikki cast a rueful smile my wife’s way. She enjoyed seeing Kathy getting used as much as any of us. Turning back while the next horny stud all but fucked the blondes face. Grunting obscenities. His heavy sack slapping against her chin as she took him nearly the whole way. All under the watchful gaze of her husband, his camera in hand. Both groups demanded the women suck and pleasure them. Almost a competition between the two. Inevitably my wife’s head seemed to jolt back as her lips hung open to receive them each in turn. Her hands reaching up, wanking and jerking as best she could.
I was suddenly aware that Latysha was standing by me. She had been standing by. Much as I had been in watching the events unfold. For now all the men obviously preferred to warm up with Kathy and Vikki for now but she seemed eager to join in.
‘You gonna be leaving something here too?’ she said putting out her hand and touching my cock through his trousers. I smiled and she followed my eyes back to where my wife’s head was again bobbing once again in the alpha-males lap.
‘That’s Carl’ she grinned, ‘you know he’s got 8 kids with 5 different women in here. Even little Sky there’. I looked down as Latysha nodded towards the young girl still peering around the doorway. ‘Yeah she’s his’.
‘You know mister I can suck your cock real good’ she offered. ‘Don’t worry bout your wife. Carl’ll do her just fine’. I swallowed thinking of all the women this man had bred. Was it true? It suddenly seemed so real and I looked down to see Latysha already unzipping my pants. Her big lips fastening around my cock as she started sucking hard. It felt warm but good. Harder than I was used too. Enthusiastically she blew me, keeping her big eyes up at my face. When Kathy finally sat back up Carl’s dick looked wet and her eyes where slightly tearstained. In front of her another was waiting for attention. His shaft a hard black erection and obviously demanding some of the same. Black hands moving all over her. Shaking back her hair as she told hold of the next big dick and calmly slid her lips over his cock.
I heard Vikki laugh out loud. This was going to be incredible and all I could do was watch. With a gasp I unloaded into Latysha’s mouth. Breathless as she spat onto the floor, stood and gave me an approving pat on the arm. Then she went over and knelt between two unattended studs. One the elderly man who quickly began touching her. He was keen. Very keen. I was so into this, partly from the blowjob I’d just received that I hadn’t noticed the door was now open. Two black women stood in the doorway beside me. I could see others in the hall and suddenly felt amazed that a crowd was forming. The young girl Sky, played around ones knee as they watched the scene unfold. Fastening myself up I knew that they were probably the wives or perhaps girlfriends of some of the men. One was smoking and both had smiles as one of the other men was sliding his cock back and forth in and out of Kathy’s pristine mouth. He was the same that had roughly face fucked Vikki previously. Now he was giving my wife some of the same. Making her hair shake and her eyes screw tight as he expertly fucked her lips.
‘Yeah suck it bitch….suck it’ he grunted. His hands behind Kathy’s head. Making her struggle for breath as his size met the back of her throat again and again. He gasped as my wife’s hands pushed weakly against his thighs. His big balls bouncing forward. Sighing something incomprehensible. Behind him Vikki was sitting on the sofa arm with her husband beside her. By now she was blowing two different dicks at once while Bob snapped pictures. Her legs where pushed apart and the younger stud was acrobatically fucking her. The blondes tits hanging out and joggling under his strokes. For now the men where keen to fuck Vikki. Perhaps saving Kathy for later.
‘She’s been teasing you guys hasn’t she’. I was a little surprised to hear our friends breathless voice. Straining under the big cock in her cunt. Her eyes lighting up when she noticed the group standing at the door. Vikki was such an exhibitionist and I guess she was right. My wife had been teasing them and was now sucking on her next dick. Her eyes closed tightly as she rolled her tongue and lips back and forth over him. How could this ever end? It was so hot in the room. Bob opened a window, raising his eyes to me at the awesome sight going on. Both women gave head and Latysha joined in. Her purple dress roughly pulled down over her tits. All three drawing appreciative sighs from the men as their bodies where fondled and touched.
Several other people gathered around the door. I could see them in the hall. Leaning over and peering in to see what was happening. All ages. From the room there where more urgent murmurs. At last Denny (Carl’s son), led Vikki over to the mattress. The blonde gave the massing group at the door a wink as she lay back. The support squeaking as she lay back and allowed the big man to part her legs. Bob stood over, capturing every moment as he penetrated. His heavy thrusts causing both Vikki and the mattress to jerk back. Pausing, he expertly threw open her outfit, exposing her round, tanned tits. Shifting his weight onto his arms as he began pounding her hard. Vikki croaked submissively. Encouraging as his heavy balls bounced up and down. Meeting her powerfully.
Kathy had paused. Taking the glass from the table she swallowed the whisky down. Maybe watching Vikki getting fucked like that made her realise that she was next. With a gasp on satisfaction Denny shot his load. Getting to his knees and making way for the next one. Seizing his chance the young buck began hammering the blondes pussy too. Balls deep and quick explicit for those of us clustered around the door and far wall. Vikki’s hands draped around his neck as he grunted and gasped his derision. His teeth clenched tight as he unloaded his sack. Drawing back his dark meat and surprising us all as his fresh white cum gather quickly at Vikki’s cunt hole. The blonde rose to her elbows. Looking down between her legs with delight.
‘Sure feels warm Hon’ she grinned at her husband. Letting her gaze rest on Kathy. It was time for my wife to get some well overdue fucking in.
Carl stood, his cock erect as he reached out his hand. Kathy took it, standing as the horny black bull led her over to the mattress. He had a big smile on his face and my wife’s breasts wobbled freely as she tottered on her sexy high heels. Kathy looked a little unsteady. A combination of the strong drink and the number of excited men waiting to fuck her. She was now the centre of attention. Right through the apartment and back to the crowd looking in through the hall door. Vikki called the woman in the kitchen to come help as she and Latysha stood her at the foot of the mattress where everyone could see. This new woman, I quickly found out was Carl’s wife. She didn’t object to any of this because it looked like Carl had beaten her down into a submissive role over the years. It was so obvious. She stood on one side of Kathy, a stark contrast to my wife, so mousey and so plain in a dirty housedress. Though I imagined she’d looked hot at one time.
Kathy cast a long, oddly calm look around the men. A look which ran and lingered on every hungry face. Finally coming to rest on Carl. His stiff and eager cock ready for action and enjoying the sight of her wonderful body. He was first. No doubt about it. Under Vikki's watchful gaze they pulled Kathy’s dress down to her ankles. Her panties following suit. Finally tossing them onto the sofa. Kathy’s face glazed over as the mob broke into an extended and audible groan. Black stud’s cock throbbed stronger and their ball sacks grew tighter. Vikki stepped forward and with a leer on her face, she slowly turned Kathy slowly in front of the crowd.
‘She is hot isn’t she’ the blonde groaned, ‘and such nice tits’.
The dirty, old mattress looked ready and waiting for this much anticipated session. I noticed the black woman smile, her fingers touching and lingering on Kathy’s beautiful, round, flat nipples. They responded immediately, beginning to harden and swell. My wife stiffened slightly with embarrassment. Several, including Carl, were stroking they’re magnificent black cocks as they watched Kathy being stripped for her mating session. Her unprotected womb was the focus of today’s session. These studs had a job to do. Vikki called again for Kathy’s glass and my wife took a rather long drink from it. I could see my wife beginning to enjoy it. So many, male and female alike, leering hungrily at her. She was so unused to alcohol. Only rarely did she taste wine. Now naked but for her high heels. I don’t know about you but I love watching women getting fucked wearing their shoes and was pleased that they left them on. I was never so proud of my wife.
The something quite remarkable and unexpected happened. Vikki, suddenly turned and kissed my wife on the lips. When I look back I should have expected that she would one day make her move. In that moment, as their mouths met, Kathy was probably too surprised to overcome with the moment to know what was happening. Vikki stepped back, licking her lips and clearly enjoying the taste she had of Kathy on her mouth. By then my cock was solid again. Despite the earlier blowjob I’d received. I wanted to watch the two women kiss more passionately but there was a room of black men more than ready to go to work.
Latysha and Carl’s wife helped Kathy lie down on her back. Her flawless beauty was such a contrast to the filthy mattress.
‘Make sure you all use this white whore nice and hard’ Vikki laughed. I kept thinking of the baby growing inside her. Realising that she wouldn’t be happy until both she and Kathy where pregnant. That had been her goal from the start. The mom-to-be stepped back, almost walking into Denny. His huge bulk standing still as she grinned, dropped to her knees and took his cock to the back of her throat. Again bursting into laughter as her lips where roughly spread. It seemed nothing was too much for her. Stretching the back of her throat with a thick girth.
My wife looked across at her, almost unaware that she was being prepared for Carl’s cock. The big man standing over her. Sporting an erection which stood proudly in the air. His meat thick, long and circumcised; the fat hard head lighter in than the rest of his pole. She wanted it. Most crowded in closer to get a better look. All the black faces leering down at her. I looked around the room and noticed that many more people were looking in through the hall door. A half a dozen women, some with babies looked on. A gap had been cleared in the room so they could see. I also noticed that several young boys and girls had slipped into the apartment, had quietly moved around the room, and were perched on the back of the now empty sofa, with an unobstructed view of Kathy’s upcoming breeding.
How long would it go on? How long until all these men had used my wife to satisfaction? The mattress squeaked as Carl quickly and confidently got between her legs. Her high heels hanging helplessly in the air the black bull mounted her body, his enormous cock aiming straight at Kathy’s waiting and very fertile pussy. Everyone grinned as my wife’s cunt did look deliciously inviting. So wet and needy of fresh sperm. The look on her face a picture as she caught my eye. He lowered himself onto her fully; the mattress groaning, his elbows alongside her body, and leaning down to put his heavy black lips over hers. Forcing her mouth open Carl began to grind his lips against hers, his tongue entering her mouth. If Kathy was apprehensive, this move put an end to it. Within a minute she was returning his hard deep kisses, her arms going up around his neck and pulling him down onto her. The sound of their embrace was quite audible to all. Kathy began to moan softly. Carl had clearly touched a nerve with her. And very quickly. He finally broke the kiss, pulled his head up and announced to the crowd,
‘this bitch is so fine’.
As Carl reached down for his long black dick and guided it towards Kathy’s hole she smiled at me. Only a curl of the lip but it was enough. In that one look I knew how much she hoped for this. Suddenly grimacing as he penetrated. Her arms tightening around his back and her legs bobbed under his first attempts. A defeated, slow moan as his long cock pushed through, forcing her cunt lips wide. Gritting his teeth I watched him sink into her. Inch by inch. Having to work a little at a time. His dick was big and Kathy had to open wide to take him. Working deep with supportive murmurs coming from the group behind him. I could see pain etched on her face, but I could also see lust as well. She already loved this breeding. With a moan Kathy spread her thighs a little wider and was immediately filled up with another inch or so of Carl’s cock. Her mouth falling open as he began humping steadily. Stretching her pussy and working her good. Certainly no love in his fucking as he brought desperate gasps from my wife on each firm stroke.
Kathy closed her eyes tightly. Turning away and knowing she wouldn’t be tight in her pussy for very long. Her hands remained steady on his back as he fucked deep with short gasps, his heavy balls swinging and meeting her body on every thrust. Driving his cock into her with all the force he could. He was not going to waste any time now. He was going to hard-fuck her and shoot his seed into her as far as he could. He leaned down again and began roughly kissing Kathy, sucking and nipping at her. Inhaling deeply her perfume. She soon took up his urgency, because she started kissing him back just as hard. Groaning and whimpering loudly. The shuddering of her breasts an indication of the power in his strokes. She raised her gorgeous white legs and wrapped them around his torso, ankles locked together. Keeping him in. In deep. On the sofa Vikki and Latysha where again entertaining the next studs. Their mouths busy as Bob moved between them. Carl was slamming hard into Kathy, pressing her into the mattress. Both of them were now deeply enjoying this breeding.
‘Oh yes…use me…use me..’ Kathy groaned, spurring her black lover on. The gold band on her finger catching my eye as between her legs the black studs hips romped back and forth. He was doing just that. His big dick loosening her up as for his friends as he drove in almost to the hilt. Passing in and out, in and out. With a gasp Kathy reached orgasm. Her body and particularly her legs stiffening as she came. Then began a rhythmic almost cruel surge to his fucking. He meant every stroke. Just like the other men who where all standing around, waiting their turn. Vikki grinned over her shoulder. Now kneeling alongside Latysha who seemed far happier giving head than going all the way. Bob was taking pictures of them side by side. Our friends blonde hair bouncing against her back as she took them. Latysha too winked at me. The two women seemingly impressed with each others efforts. They both knew how to give head. Vikki had a wicked look on her face she had a dick in each hand and was sucking them both off, much to Bobs delight. Tickling the heavy cock heads with her tongue and drawing appreciative sounds from the men. She gave head with such enthusiasm. Really loving black cock. Her mouth sliding and taking each deep.
Kathy’s legs where still wrapped around Carl’s waist. The whole mattress jerking sideways as he ground to the end. Both where groaning along, gasping at every opportunity.
‘Oh put it in.….put it in’ she whimpered, surprising everyone with her outburst as her face contorted under the strain.
‘Fuck..fuck fuck yeah!’ Carl stammered in reply. Her hands tightened into fists and she cried out loudly. Over and over. Bucking hard up against Carl. This was all he could take and he began to cum as well. I could see his ball sack, very tight, start to spasm, as he started to shoot his baby-making sperm into Kathy’s waiting and unprotected womb. His steady humping subsiding. There was something in her face. Some emotion I clearly recognised. She actually enjoyed having him come inside her. Perhaps hopeful that she had just met her black baby’s daddy. Without a word he pulled himself free and I noticed Kathy grimace slightly as his cock came free, her cunt quickly closing behind him. With a final kiss, Carl pushed himself up to his knees and pulled his glistening cock out of Kathy’s pussy. A long thick string of sperm looped from the head of his cock to her bare, slick pussy. The string finally parted to fall on the mattress between Kathy’s legs. As soon as he was out the next moved in. This was how it should be. A beautiful white women being bred by hard, black men.
Denny was next. Despite having only just fucked Vikki the young man was clearly staking his claim. Carl’s son already aggressively taking up the space left between Kathy’s legs as the 250 pounder jacked himself stiff. A big grin on his face as he obviously enjoyed his work. With so many kids of his own who could blame him. I felt a sudden wave of pleasure as I realised Kathy may well be the first white women he knocked up. My wife looked up at him as he mounted her. Half a smile on her face. I wondered if she could feel Carl’s’ sperm sitting inside her. Squeezing her fist tight my wife watched him as he dismissively parted her legs. Lowering his weight on top of her and penetrating. The mattress groaning under the weight as he slid his cock into Kathy with one slow stroke. The walls of her cunt graciously accepting his dick. Maybe oiled from the wad of Carl’s come. She could feel that next big cock up inside her, placing her legs neatly around this new man. Willing to be bred.
From the beginning Denny’s heavy balls slapped soundly against her. Kathy couldn’t know yet that he had fathered so many kids. She held his back firmly. Her fingers torte. I was already wondering which of these studs if any, would be the one to successfully breed her. Having returned, Carl was already kneeling, wiped his wet cock all over her cheek and lips. Forcing her to taste herself. The sweat and heat of the room showing plainly on his forehead. Much to the delight of Vikki and Latysha who where doing their best to entertain the rows of queuing bulls. Kathy’s eyes stared up at the ceiling as her body moved back and forth between the two. Denny, sweating, his skin wet. Planting his hands on either side he was fucking her full pelt in no time. My wife’s whole body rocking back under his strokes. All under the watchful gaze of those around me.
Kathy looking dazed as she was used. Looking up to the face of Denny. One of the youngsters was kneeling, groping her firm breasts in turn. His eyes bright as he touched her smooth figure. Kathy’s eyes seemed to flutter and she came again, pushing back her head and shutting her eyes tight as her second orgasm ripped through her. When she opened them she was still being fucked. Denny hung over her, grinning down and admiring her body. What a treat this was for him. The sweat rolling down his brow and collecting on his back. His big hips pumping and forcing my wife’s breasts to bounce heavily. Rolling on her chest as this latest black bull laid into her. Already there was a large wet stain on the mattress. Evidence eof my wife wife’s orgasms. I noticed Latysha smile at me. She had been there before undoubtedly. Being bred by the huge man. In fact everyone seemingly knew what this was about and as if proving a point Denny flooded my wife’s hole with his sticky, baby making jelly.
I watched it suddenly ooze out around his cock while it was still in. His heavy groans of relief standing out. He left it there for what seemed like several minutes, breathing heavily before he withdrew his oily long dick. Unsurprisingly the round, dark head showing traces of come as my wife’s cunt lips finally gave him up. Bob noticed and snapped a picture as Denny wiped his cock clean on the discarded dress.
‘Damn Kathy…did you feel him cum in you?’ he said, leaning over my wife’s face. A pat on the back and the next one was in. Effortless pushing Kathy’s cunt lips apart and stretching her around him. Forcing Denny’s ejaculate out and onto the mattress as he began slugging home.
From the doorway, the two young blacks from the front stoop came in and hurriedly stripped off their clothes. Both hungry for this action. There was little doubt that the news was spreading through the building. They couldn’t have been older than mid-teens. Obviously respected, One of the two teenagers took the next turn. Drilling my wife hard and deep and looking happy to be screwing a 29-year-old married, white woman. Her cunt was sopping wet, cum leaking heavily down over her ass. Thick white strands dribbling from her cunt-hole as his stiff young black cock pounded into her. Around me at the door people where exchanging places. All eager to get a look at this black gang-bang of this white-woman. His friend, standing nude next to the mattress was slowly stroking his large black cock, waiting his turn. Suddenly, he gave a short yell, and climaxed hard, jerking and shooting a long, thick stream of his silvery sperm over Kathy’s calves and the backs of his friend’s legs. Although he was very angry for cumming too soon, it didn’t stop him from splashing several more gobs of cum onto Kathy’s thighs.
Most where standing around. Waiting for a turn or simply jerking off. I had seen at least three come with Vikki and Latysha. The black woman in particular showing evidence of come across her cheek. Several more of the younger studs followed, fucking Kathy hard and pumping their seed into her. She had climaxed with each of them. A drained and almost dismissive look on her face. A wide dark stain had now collected under her ass. The overflow of their seed and her lubricating fluid. Kathy’s bare legs had splashes of sperm clinging to them. My slut wife was soon on her fifth then sixth fucking. Her cunt looked wet and very well used, with cum already leaking from her body. By then they where pressing effortlessly into her. The white strands dribbling from her hole as his stiff dick pounded in. Such a contrast to her skin. Around me at the door people where exchanging places. All eager to get a look at what was happening.
‘Tell him what you want’ Bob encouraged. He was photographing her, a stern tone to his voice as Kathy struggled to take a very big dick. Thick and long, just like the rest of them.
‘I want it…I want it’ she gasped almost delirious. It looked good to see her legs roughly pinned apart and her cunt being pumped with each full, black length. She looked up as him as he bred her. Feeling in each of his hungry strokes.
‘There you go’ he, his voice rising as he came. Kathy turned away to face the wall as he pulled free and pushed two of his thin fingers into her hole. For several moments he fingered her. A smile on his face as he did it. Effortlessly to the knuckle until her pussy released a bubbling ball of hot, fresh sperm.
Two men helped Kathy off the mattress. Leading her to the sofa while Vikki took up position. She was getting fucked in no time. You only had to listen to her groan and encourage. It was truly something. It was the elderly man who having seized his chance gently fed his cock in and out of my wife’s mouth. He was big. His heavy ragged balls matching his wrinkly face as he grinned broadly. Kathy coughed, choking as his cock wedged a little deeply in her throat and with a grin the man felt my wife’s firm, fresh tits.
‘What do you think of it?’. Bob was beside me. A look of disbelief on his face. Perhaps from the sheer number of men in the room. Jostling over the women.
‘I’ve never seen anything like it’ I replied. It was true. There were ten or more men in the room. Making it difficult to see, though with so many Vikki was currently being drilled mattress. The sounds and noises coming from all around had my head spinning. Kathy, Vikki and Latysha too where all being used and it seemed that every few minutes one of those black bulls was coming. My eyes widened as I saw one of the men come in my wife’s mouth. Her eyes where glazed. A simple smile on her face as his sperm dripped down her chin. There was of course no rest for her. She was getting the treatment good and proper.
There really was no end to this. The sight and the smell of the room. My wife’s dress and panties lying discarded on the floor. Until discovered by one of the younger men. I watched him put the panties to his nose and inhale, wrapping them around his cock and jerking off. Vikki sat up and was assisted off the sofa. Her mascara was running from her eyes as she seemed the same if not more desperate than Kathy. Several of the fresher men where looking at my wife. Ready to pound her white cunt some more. Effortlessly they led her and lay her on the mattress. The tattooed jailbird soon taking his turn. He knelt down took Kathy’s hands and pulled her to her knees. Then he quickly turned her to face the kitchen and the video camera and pushed her onto her hands and knees. Without any preliminaries, he roughly spread her legs apart and, started to shove his massive cock into her bared cunt. If his it hadn’t already been for the fact that Kathy had already been fucked, and she had so much cum in her, his cock wouldn’t have gone in. He pushed in brutally, and she spread her lovely legs more to try to accommodate him. From one knee he was finally imbedded in her and he started to quietly and forcefully slam his cock in and out of her cunt. A loud squishing noise started from the fluids trapped in my wife’s pussy.
I watched in awe as he finished. His cock glistening and wet as he pulled free. The two 20’ something lads took a turn each, followed by a older man of mid forties who had only just arrived. The old grey man, who could easily have been a grandfather had been forced to go last. Taking a little time to strip all of his clothes off, all the time looking down on Kathy’s beautiful but abused white body. The shaft was coal-black, criss-crossed with pencil-thick veins. The large, heavy cock-head, now pushing out from his black stretched foreskin was a dull-purple in colour. Below this old but powerful baby-making shaft was a large pair of balls heavily pulling down his black scrotum. Kathy began to stare at his cock as though it were a venomous snake ready to strike. This massive black tool looked out of place hanging from his skinny very black body. He couldn’t have been taller than Kathy and it looked like they would weigh the same.
Just as he stepped to the foot of the mattress, a short heavy-set black woman pushed her way next to him.
‘Charles Williams, just what do you think your doing’? She yelled. The crowd erupted in laughter. ‘What do it look like?’ Charles answered her. The elderly black woman looked at him for a moment, not saying anything, and then turned a poisonous look toward an embarrassed-looking Kathy now lying with her knees up and legs together, her arms covering her luscious looking breasts. The woman slowly backed away several steps but stayed within view of the breeding bed.
She passed Kathy a wicked, partly envious look. Charles stood again at the foot of the mattress, took his massive cock in one of his thin hands, and slowly began to stroke it. And as he did, he glanced first at his wife and then at me. He had a triumphant look on his face as he looked at us both. He was now going to fuck my wife in front of his wife. He slowly began to work the purple cock-head into Kathy finally. Slowly pressing it against her beautiful pussy lips. Kathy moaned deeper and began to press down against him, shifting her hips unconsciously to accommodate his girth. The head slipped in, Kathy groaned again and then lifted her arms to Charles’s bony black shoulders and drew him down to her. Charles covered her and began to pump himself into Kathy’s body slowly. Each forward push sent another inch into her open and fertile womb. Her wedding and engagement glinted in the video lights. Charles continued to pump into her until he had his entire black shaft jammed into Kathy. She gave a cry of pain as he jammed the cock-head into the opening of her cervix up kept kissing him deeply.
I worked my way around to their rear and could see his large heavy black balls now pressed hard against Kathy’s ass. His scrawny black legs stretched between her long shapely snow-white legs. She drew her legs up and crossed them over his hips locking her ankles in the classic acceptance pose of a woman mating. Totally accepting his fucking. His breeding of her. My Kathy was truly mating with another man. A black-man. And a black-man 52 years older than she was. They were rocking together, still kissing, seemingly oblivious to the host of voyeurs staring down on them. Quietly taking in this most intimate fucking, when Charles broke the kiss with her, raised up on his hands and said, ‘where her husband?’ ‘Here I said as I worked myself around to the side of the lovers.
‘This is one fine piece of fuckin’, ‘this piece you let us all fuck’. And he leered evilly at me. I stepped back without saying anything more.
Seeing my reaction Bob had a idea. He put down his camera and took out his mobile phone. Earlier, over dinner we had told him about the recent stay of our in-laws. How that would come back to us.
‘Why don’t you phone your mother Kathy?’ he grinned wickedly. My wife’s eyes where closed but she opened them when he spoke. ‘Why not call and tell her what your up to. She’ll be pleased to know you have a grandson on the way’. Kathy looked at me. Closing her eyes as the old mans big dick rooted her cunt deep. The room fell silent and people smiled. No one had expected this. Least of all myself. Obviously everyone was hoping she would do it. Vikki quickly picked up on this.
‘Yes, honey, let me dial my cell and you can tell that tight-assed bitch that you’re getting that baby she’s so worried about you having’.
I looked on as Kathy took the phone off him. At first she couldn’t dial the number and I had to help. Being crouched there. While another man was fucking my wife in front of me was something I’ll never forget. The noise and smell of sex. From my position I could clearly see the 4" he withdrew on each stroke. My hand was trembling as I passed the phone to her and it began to ring. For a moment I wasn’t sure if Kathy would be able to talk. Not with a big dick pumping her. Though at the last moment, when I thought she had failed, she held it to her ear.
‘Daddy’, Kathy said somewhat breathlessly, ‘put mother on the phone’. Kathy grit her teeth as the man slowed his screwing. He savoured the moment, everyone in the room grinning until I heard the faint sound of my mother in law on the phone.
'Ohhh…ohhh its me mom’ my wife groaned as the man continued his fucking with stiff steady strokes. SMACK…SMACK..SMACK.. went his balls. She was trying her best and I knew she was going to come again. ‘I want you to know… that I’m getting what I want now’. Laying back her head Kathy was jerking back on the mattress.
‘Tell her..tell her’ Vikki beamed, listening in intently as we all were.
‘I…I’m getting a black baby’ Kathy said almost in tears. ‘…oh yes…oh yes’ that’s good’. I could just imagine what this must have sounded like. As if proving this she repeated it into the phone, letting it go so that it bobbled off the mattress onto the floor. Kathy shut her eyes.
‘Yeah….Breed her’ a heavy voice came from the back. With a gasp the man muttered that he was coming. His strokes faltering as he unloaded his sack right into Kathy’s waiting womb.
We had been there well over and hour and a half and the men where standing around, satisfied or waiting for another turn. Strands of cum running freely down between my wife’s legs and gathering in a pool on the mattress. Two more men had entered and where with whichever of the three women promised the most immediate action. Kathy looked glazed, a white mess resembling egg white over her tits where one of the men had blown his load. Vikki too was enjoying herself and as enthusiastic as ever. I watched as two of the men helped Kathy to the sofa while Vikki quickly took up position, ready for some cock. The blonde gave me a wink as she passed me. She deserved it and I went and sat by my wife. Immediately taking her hand. I guess there had been 10 men in the room at one time though with the mattress there was only so much room. Latysha’s purple dress was around her waist and she smiled at me. Cum splattered around her pretty chin. On the mattress Vikki grimaced, wailing loudly. She had most of the men around her. Kneeling touching and fucking. Of course those horny black bulls hadn’t done yet.
One of them came over to Kathy. His dick dark in colour as my wife took hold of him and slid her mouth down over his length. She sucked him hard. Rolling her lips and mouth back and forth with grim determination. Keeping her eyes up at his face as he grinned back down in steely satisfaction. He was parting her legs before I knew it. Black cock was long and hard again. Ready for more welcoming white pussy. Easily nudging open her lips with the head of his dick and pushing his length in fully. My wife’s mouth fell pen as he fucked her. A look of power on his face as he did it. I guess Kathy couldn’t believe what she had said to her mother. All those years of hiding how she felt. Of living in a prejudice town. She closed her eyes, close to tears as she took this most recent pounding. Shaking all over until he roughly emptied his balls inside. The dark skinned, tattooed man followed suit, delighting me as his deep, dark cock penetrated my wife’s pure white cunt. I had to say that from what I had seen, both Kathy and Vikki had been used far more than I’d seen before. There was no stopping these horny studs.
‘You enjoyed Hon?’ Latysha said to me. I felt breathless. My head spinning. Hardly able to think as the studs took the cushions off the sofa and laid them on the bare floor and led Kathy to them for more fucking. Perhaps I didn’t know then the truth. The assurance that in a months time from now, my wife would receive a positive result from the hospital. That in a month she would be pregnant with a black mans baby. As I sat in that high-rise apartment. The sound and smell of sex all around me, I looked lovingly over at my wife. Wary of the tough times ahead. It would all come true for us and how I would wonder if, after her baby was born, Kathy would want another.
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I had just returned with the animals, Max the great dane, Rebel our Dashound and Charley the 2 year old chimpanzee. Dottie had somehow gotten Charley from a tourist trap that was having trouble with the Humane Society over the animals conditions. I wasn't overly enthusiastic over the idea, but she kept saying "he was so cute and deserved a better life" So I finally said alright. Besides, she had insisted on building the kennel when the house was built so I figured what the hell.ÂÂ
As it turned out Charley was in fact cute and playful and soon develpoed a strong attraction to Dottie, following her every move. Dottie spent alot of time trying to train and housebrake him and it was funny seeing him wearing adult size Depends but she finally succeeded. It had been s
I decided to fix myself a drink and see what Brad her son and Ross the black pool boy were doing. Ross was only supposed to have been here for "a week or two to help us unpack and get settled in" as Dottie said, which I knew was bullshit. It had been almost a month and a half and I knew the real reason he was still here. Dottie loved his black cock pounding her pussy. I had plenty of videos that I had recorded from my secert room in the garage of them fucking to prove it. The same went for her son Brad. I sometimes couldn't believe how horny she always seemed to be. Hell, one time she fucked them both twice in the same day. Since It always excited me watching her get fucked, that I didn't care how long they stayed.
I found both of them about half shit faced at the wet bar watching a porno movie on the big screen. There was some black stud pounding the hell out of some little blonds ass and they were both glued to the screen. As I became glued to the screen I felt my own cock start to harden. The stud on the screen had the biggest black cock I had ever seen. While Ross had a mammouth cock, the stud on the screen was even bigger. I couldn't believe the blond could take it all. Soon Ross started talking about "how blacks had bigger dicks than whites and thats why all women loved them so much" As the talk argued back and forth over size, Dottie came in the room with the dogs and Charley.
Now all of us were watching the movie while the talk continued along the same line. Dottie hadn't said a word as she continued to have her double scotch and waters but I could tell she was getting pretty plastered and horny from the gleem in her eyes. So were Ross and Brad from the tents in their shorts.
Finally Dottie slurred out "that theres only one way to prove who's right, lets have a show and tell. As we all looked at her in suprise, She said "you heard me, it's show and tell time so strip" Ross and Brad looked at each other not sure what to do when Ross suddendly jerked off his shorts exposing his rock hard 11 inch black flag pole. Brad just stood there not sure what to do when Dottie told him "you too Brad" Finally, Brad pulled off his shorts revealing his own8 inch rock hard cock. Then she looked at me and said "you too hubby" and we were all soon standing there with our dicks at full attention.
Dottie then grabbed Ross and Brad by the cock and pulled them next to each other to measure. It was quite a contrast, Ross black cock next to Brads lilly white cock. Dottie said "although Ross's cock is bigger than yours honey, I still love it when you fuck mommy but sometimes I need a big black cock pounding my pussy" As I stood there watching, Dottie swallowed Brad cock and started sucking him for all it was worth while pumping Ross's cock with her hand. Soon she was alternating between the two and I knew from her gusto that neither would last long. Ross was the first to unload as he pumped his load down her eager throat while she swallowed as much as she could. With Ross's cum trickling down her chin she attacked Brad cock with the same gusto and he was soon pumping his cum down his mothers throat. Watching,I blasted my own load on her face as she licked the few remaining drops of cum off of Brad"s cock.
Dottie then raised up, staggering a litte bit and said "do you want to watch porno or create porno" as she quickly removed her clothes. By now any reservations were gone and Ross grabbed a tit and started sucking it. Brad not wanting to be out done, attacked the other while they were both playing with her now drenched pussy. Dottie was soon beside herself with desire and pushed Ross to the floor. She was moaning as she grabbed his cock and slowly lowered herself onto his hugh black cock. As she started riding his cock I could see her pussy juice flowing like a burst dam. She continued to hump him moaning "fuck me you black bastard, fuck me" Brad, wanting in on the action got behind his mother and pushed her forward. I realized he was going to fuck her in the ass which only made me pump my own cock faster. Brad postioned his cock at his mother ass hole and slowly pushed forward. It was slow going but he finally embedded his cock in his mothers ass. Dottie was now completely embedded on both end and out of control with lust, screaming "fuck me, fuck your mommys ass, fuck me you black bastard, god fuck me" Soon Brad and Ross had developed a steady pace while Dottie was only mumbling incoherently. It was a total turn on watching my wife getting fucked by her son and a black stud and I knew I would be bustin a nut soon. Brad suddendly stiffened as he yelled "here it comes mom" as he shot his load deep in his mothers asshole. That was too much for me and I stuck my cock in Dotties mouth and blasted my own load deep down her throat. Ross followed suit as he blasted his load deep in Dottie" pussy.
We were all laying there totally spent with cum seeping out of Dottie's ass hole and pussy trying to catch our breath when Max came over and began sniffing Dottie's pussy. She was totally exhausted and didn't try to move as Max began to lick her pussy with his big tounge. The more Max licked,  the more excited he got. Soon his mammoth dog cock started emerging from it sheath. Dottie soon begain to respond to Max's licking and was once more moaning incoherently while Rebel was running around with his own dog cock out waving in the air. We watched as Dottie rolled over and raised to her knees. Brad was totally shocked as he blurted out "my moms going to fuck a dog" I knew it wasn't her first time but even I was amazed at her insatiable lust and desire this time. ÂÂ
As we all watched, Max quickly mounted Dottie and after several thrust buried his dog cock deep in her already abused pussy. Max began a maddening pace that no man alive could match as he feverously pounded Dottie's pussy. Her pussy juices were flowing so much that it was forming large puddles around her knees as she swayed her head back and forth yelling "fuck me, fuck me" Soon she was throwing her ass back toward Max trying to meet his every thrust saying I'm cummmming, god I'm cummmmmmming" Max countinued pounding her pussy. After a few more maddening strokes, Max forced his knot inside her abused pussy and whimpered as he blasted his dog cum deep inside her already filled pussy while Dottie collapsed to the floor. Max tried to pull away but his knot was still stuck in Dottie's pussy as he pulled her across the floor. Dottie laid there completely out of it when Max's cock finally popped out with a loud wet pop while his dog cum gushed from her pussy like a river.
Before I knew what was happening, Rebel the dashound was between Dottie's legs and quickly buried his dog cock in her pussy. Like Max, Rebel's ass was a blur as he pumped Dottie like there was no tomorrow. He whimpered and pounded away forcing his knot in her pussy while Dottie only softly moaned, totally exhausted. Soon Rebel's little back straightened with his tail sticking straight out and I knew he had shot his load too. Rebel tried to pull out but his knot was still stuck and he was much smaller that Max and could't move either. Finally there was a loud wet pop and Rebel was finally free, going over to the corner to lick himself.
After about 20 minutes everyone had pretty much regained their senses and were somewhat back to normal. Brad said "I can't believe you let a dog fuck you mom" Dottie responded with "I bet you didn't know I liked fucking blacks either" While Ross said "thats cause you white duds got smaller dicks" Then Dottie added "There's other things that none of you know that I like and maybe someday I'll show you. By now everyone had gotten a fresh drink and were relaxing more after such a draining experience when Dottie noticed Charley.    ÂÂ
He was sitting next to the leather sofa playing with himself. That was the first time I had ever seen a chimpanze's dick. It was larger than Ross's being about thirteen inches long and thick as hell. Dottie smiled and said "Ross, you blacks may have bigger dicks than whites do but some things even beat you. With that she called to Charley who ran over and jumped in her arms. As she held him, she started stroking his cock which I swear to god was getting even bigger when she said "I might as well go ahead and show you now what else I like"  ÂÂ
With that she said "okay Charley" and he quickly jumped down running around her screeching. Dottie laid down on the sofa and Charley jumped between her legs. We all watched in amazment as Charley guided his fat cock straight to Dottie's pussy and buried himself. Dottie pulled her legs up and said "fuck me good charley, fuck mommy good. With that Charley started pumping away. Dottie was soon swaying her head back and forth saying "No man can fuck as good as a chimp can, all it takes is patience and training" Dottie's moaning soon became ragged breathing as she moaned "I'm going to cum, god I'm going to cummmmm. I couldn't believe my eyes as Charley pumped and pumped away. His staying power was amazing. He had been fucking Dottie for over 30 solid minutes and that was some time ago when I lost track of the time. Dottie had cum so many time that I had lost count and she was still going.
By now Brad and Ross were at full mast again and had their cocks in Dotties face and she alternated sucking them while Charley continued his relentless pounding. I stared in complete amazement as I stroked myself. Brad and Ross were quickly approaching the point of no return when Charley let out the most startling screeching sound and blasted his chimp cum in Dottie"s pussy to mingle with all the rest. That was too much for the rest of us and we all three shot our loads on her face.  ÂÂ
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As I watched the movers take the last few remaining pieces of furniture inside our new home, I was still some what in shock with the past 9 months of construction. The house was absolutely stunning. It's was almost 100 miles from where we had been living but it was in a secluded area with plenty of privacy. Winning just alittle over $12,000,000.00 in the state lottery definately had it's good points.
The house had nine bedrooms, seven bathrooms, an exceptionally large gourmet kitchen with all the latest appliances and a beautiful pool and attached spa area which was an entertainers dream come true. It also boasted a 6 car garage and a two bedroom guest house. Another unique feature was the large air conditioned kennel which Dottie had insisted on at the
It also had a special feature that Dottie didn't even know about. I had secretly installed video cameras in every room, including the bathrooms and guest house. The monstrous garage also had a secret room which housed my camera monitors. From here, I could watch every room at the same time. I was really looking forward to using my new equipment and the sooner the better.
I climbed back up in my Hummer and headed out to pick up Ross, our black pool boy at the other house. I really wasn't looking forward to the drive but Dottie had rather strongly insisted we use his help getting settled in and to do some landscaping. She said he could stay in the guest house for a few weeks until everything was finished and besides, he needed the money. She wasn't fooling me since we had plenty of money to hire a professional landscaping service and have everything completed alot quicker. I knew she craved his big black cock and she hadn't been getting it lately.
It took me almost three hours to pick up Ross and get back to the new house. When we took his meager belonging's into the guest house there was a note from Dottie telling us to join her at the pool. There was also a new bikini bathing suit for Ross with another note from Dottie saying "she hoped he liked it and she hoped it fit as she wasn't sure of his size". Ross gave me a bewildered look and I said " women sometimes do crazy things but you better put it on or she'll get her feelings hurt". Ross went into the bathroom with his new suit and came out in a minute still wearing his shorts. I assumed he had the bathing suit on under his shorts and we headed to the pool.
When Ross saw Dottie he sucked in his breath and stared. While Dottie had been attractive before, the new found money had made her look even more attractive. After a tuck here and a lift there she looked liked she was in her mid twenties instead of being in her mid fifties. Her golden tan and the skimpy bright yellow bikini she was wearing was truely a sight to behold. While Ross continued to stare dumbfounded, Dottie laughed as she got out of the pool and hugged Ross saying "I'm glad your happy to see me again". Ross only muttered something unintelligible but I notice the clear bulge appearing in his shorts. Dottie took his hand casually brushing his stiffening cock, saying "come on and join me in the pool, the waters great".ÂÂ
I watched as Ross with his back to me, reluctantly and embarrassed took off his shorts. The bikini bathing suit that Dottie had bought him barely fit. He quickly entered the water in an attempt to hide his growing cock from me but I had already seen his monster cock sticking three inches out of the top. Dottie continued to tease Ross in the pool and I knew he was nervous and uncomfortable with my presence but I was enjoying the show. Dottie would swim by Ross boldly touching his cock but after awhile he started to relax alittle. With Ross relaxing more and more, the horseplay became more active. I knew Dottie was getting horny as hell and pictured her in my mind riding his hard black cock. ÂÂ
I glanced at my watch and announced that I had to leave for the airport to pick up Brad, Dotties son who was coming to visit and see the new house. Dottie gave me an evil smile and I knew that Ross was soon going to get his brains fucked out. ÂÂ
On the drive to the airport I kept picturing Dottie fucking Ross and his black cock pounding her pussy relentlessly. I picked Brad up with no problems and I hurried to get back to the house and watch the video that I knew awaited me.
We arrived and found Dottie and Ross sitting by the pool. After the initial hello's and greetings I headed to my secret room in the garage. After several minutes, I found the video I was looking for. Almost immediately after I left, Dottie swam up to Ross and jerked his suit down exposing his 11 inch rock hard cock. Ross wasted no time and lifted Dottie up and carried her to the steps, pulling off her bikini bottom. Her earlier teasing had obviously gotten him worked up and he wasted no time plunging his cock to the hilt. I watched as Ross wildly pounded Dotties pussy with wild and maddening strokes. Dottie was throwing her head from side to side and soon had her legs wrapped around Ross's back loving every minute of it.
After what seemed like forever, Ross picked Dottie up and walked out of the pool with her still embedded on his cock. He laid her on the patio table and slowly began fucking her long and deep. Watching Ross's black cock sliding in and out of my wife's pussy was becoming to much for me to bear and I soon had a raging hard on. I watched as Dottie's pussy juices flowed from her cunt like a river, forming a large pool on the table. I continued stroking myself feeling my own orgasam building. Ross had now quickened his pace, getting closer to blowing his load deep inside my wife. After a few more stroke, Ross buried himself deep in Dotties cunt twitching as he unloaded his cum as I did the same. They remained joined together for awhile when Ross finally pulled his softening cock out of Dotties cunt. I was amazed at the amount of cum that flowed out of her swollen pussy. There had to be at least a cup of it.
They dressed and appeared to be lounging around talking and I was just about to shut the monitor off when Dottie knelt between Ross's legs. She started rubbing his cock and he lifted himself up pulling down his swim suit. I was amazed that Ross's cock could rebound so quickly. Dottie was running her tounge down the length of Ross's ever growing cock as she began flickering his cock head with her tounge. Soon she swallowed as much as she could in her mouth and started deep throating him with a passion. As her head bobbed up and down on his cock, Ross leaned back holding her head with both hands. Dottie was feveriously sucking Ross's cock and I knew he would soon be shooting off another load. Suddenly, Ross stiffened and he forced Dottie's mouth down on his cock. I watched as the cum gushed from her mouth as she was clearly gagging and unable to swallow it all. I finally turned off the monitor and went to join the others.
After talking several hours and catching up on things, Dottie suggested we go out for dinner. We went to a great steak house for dinner and then stopped by a nightclub for some drinks. Time passed quicker than I thought and I realized that everyone else was pretty much buzzed so we headed home. Ross and Brad had already semi passed out during the trip back. When we arrived, I pulled up to the guest house and helped Ross inside. Lucky bastard I thought to myself, "got your brains fucked out, a super blow job with dinner and drinks to boot, not a bad day". As I pulled into the garage, Dottie said she was going to help Brad to his room.
I suddenly remembered his last trip here when Dottie fucked her son for the first time and headed to my secert room. I switched the monitors on and watched as Dottie helped Brad into his bedroom. I was thinking that her earlier encounter with Ross had wore her out, but I didn't want to miss the show if I was wrong.
Dottie helped Brad to the bed when he suddenly bounced back to life pulling his mon on the bed with him. He quickly flipped her over and was french kissing her while his hand was up her short skirt rubbing her pussy. I could hear Brad telling his mom that "since the first time he had fucked her, she was all he could think of". Dottie responded by moaning and pulling at Brad's shorts forcing them down. Brad pulled his mothers skirt and panties off while Dottie removed her blouse and bra. Brad's cock was rock hard and I could see the pre cum ozzing from it's tip. Dottie grabbed Brad's cock and started sucking it with gusto. "So much for having a sore mouth from Ross" I thought to myself.
Brad soon manuvered himself into the 69 position and began sucking his mothers pussy. Dottie was moaning and having a hard time keeping Brad's cock in her mouth as he attacked her pussy with his tounge. Dotties pussy juice's were freely flowing down the crack of her ass as Brad was relentless in his assault. Finally Brad's cock popped out of his mother's mouth and Dotties was saying "eat me Brad, eat me, make me cum". That reminded me to get audio installed for the pool area.
Dottie was holding Brad's head with both hands forcing his head down on her pussy. Soon she had her legs wrapped around his head in a firm held lock saying "I'm cummmming, god I'm cummmmming". Dottie finally released Brad from her head lock and he wasted no time. He flipped his mother over pulling her up to her hands and knees. Brad grabbed his cock and plunged it deep in his mothers pussy. I was amazed at the pounding Brad was giving her especially with her earlier encounter with Ross.
Once again I watched as the pussy juice ran down Dottie's legs while she shoved her ass back to meet her son's every stroke. Dottie's head was buried in the bed with her ass in the air as Brad continued to pound his mother's swollen pussy. Dottie was moaning loudly telling Brad to "fuck your mother, fuck me good you bastard". Brad responded by pounding his mother harded and faster than I thought possible. His cock was a complete blur as it continued it's crazed attack. I stoked myself as I continued to watch the wild fucking Brad was giving his mother. I realized Brab was close to blowing his load deep in his mother's and tried to time my own blast off to his. Suddenly Brab stiffened and pulled his mother's ass to him shooting his load deep in her pussy just as I shot my load all over.
Brad and Dottie were laying next to each other lightly holding each other as I watched Brad's cum ozzing form her swollen pussy lips. "Talk about having an over sexed and horny wife" I thought to myself as I turned off the monitor. I headed to the bedroom to call iit a night wondering to myself "I wonder what's going to happen when the animals get here"?
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My name is Wendy and I'd like to tell you about me since I am featured in some of the stories on this website.
When I had only been married three of four months my husband Steve began talking about wanting to see me getting fucked by another man. I told him no way! He kept telling me how much he wanted to see another cock slid into my pussy and how erotic he thought it would be. Every time he talked about it I told him no way.
One evening Steve told me if I wouldn't fuck someone for him then at least he wanted me to pose naked so her could have some pics to look at when ever he wanted to. We barrowed a cheap camera and took some pics, I thought it was kind of fun.&nbs Steve told me he still wanted to see me getting fucked and wanted a picture of someones cock up my pussy. For some reason I began to think about that, after a time it began to make me all warm deep in my pussy. As Steve persisted in his desire to have a pic of me with a strang cock in my cunt I desided if that what it takes to make him happy maybe I would do it. Steve contacted his friend Monty to see if he had a camera, I knew Monty a little, he was a nice man, kind of old, but nice. I thought what the hell I could let him fuck me if thats what Steve wanted. Monty did not have a camers but said he had a friend who had some very nice camera stuff. Steve told Monty to line up the camera guy and set a night for the pics. As I made ready for the photo session I bathed, that made my pussy begin to tingle. I thought, Wow I'm going to be naked in front Monty and a stranger. What would the stranger look like, would my haked body turn Monty and the stranger on? I secretly hoped so! I did my hair, put on my makeup and perfume. I decided not to ware a bra as I have very nice 'B' cup tits with fairly large nipples and very big areolias and my nipples were hard a rocks any way. I had just shaved my pussy nice and smooth so I chose no panties either, I was getting wetter by the moment. When we arrive at Monty's the photographer was not there yet so we sat talking about about nothing important. I wanted to get it over with, let this guy take the pics and we would leave. I was even begining to have second thoughts, until Bob showed up that is. He was nice looking with an average body but he was very nice, he was easy to talk to, his manner put me a ease very quickly, in fact it was easy to like him. Thinking about letting him see my naked body was turning my on, my pussy was tingling and I wanted to parade in front of him. As we talked Steve said "Hey hun why don't you show them what you've got?" I was so excited as I stood and began to unbutton the three big buttons on my dress. I thought wow I really am getting naked for these three men, may heart was pounding, I was shaking ever so slightly and my pussy was on fire. I slowly undid the belt buckle, as I let it fall to the floor the dress began to open. I was looking down the front as it began to gap open my pussy came into view for these ment to see, I put my hand on my hips to stop it opening further, letting there eyes gaze at my pussy, Bob clicked the first pic. I wanted them to see my naked body first one sholder then the other as I let my dress fall to the floor. I was finally naked for them I was so very wet I had never felt such a rush, I cupped my tits and pinched my nipples, it felt so good to show off my body, I had had no idea I would get so turned on I was not shy about letting them see me I wanted each one of them to get a hard on from looking at me. Bob was clicking of pic after pic as I displayed my nude figure for them. Steve stood and began to play with my tits, it felt so gooooood, I moaned as he tweeked my nipples. Monty stood and began to tweeked my nipple, I was very exciting to have men playing with my tits! Steve told Monty to take off his clothes, both men were naked now, sucking my tits and caressing my slender frame, Steve slipped a finger in my cunt causing me to shutter and gasp, I didn't want this to stop, I wanted to cum, I needed to cum. Monty sat in a big arm chair as Steve guided me over to him and lowered me down on to his lap. Monty began to suck on my nipples as Steve put his head between my thighs and placed his tongue on my clit. I let out a long low moan as I leaned back in Monty's arms letting them explore my body as Bob clicked away. Steve pulled me up and repositioned me then lowered me back on to Monty's lap. I felt Monty's cock slide into my pussy, Steve stepped back for a better look and told Bobn to get some good pics of Monty's cock in my pussy. I was so horny that I ddin't even think about this not being Steve fucking me. For the first time another man had his cock up my cunt and I loved it. Before I was ready to quit Steve told me to get up he wanted pics of his cock inside me so I sat on his cock, we began to fuck for real, here I was fucking my husband while two guy watched. My pussy was on fire like no other time in my life, I was moaning "Oh yes fuck me honey, let them watch your cock go in me, Oh make me cum!" In the middle of this Bob announced he was out of film. I didn't pay any attention, I was getting fuck and I didn't wan it to stop. With out warning Steve told me to get off, he went and sat down by Monty and began to shoot the shit. I couldn't believe it, he had left me high an dry. I stood there in unbelief, Steve the guy who couldn't get enough pussy had pulled out before either of us came. I just stood there naked as Bob finished putting away his equipment not quite knowing how to proceed because I was so damn horny I wanted to get fucked properly. Jus as Bob finished putting away his stuff Steve said, "Why don't you fuck Bob?" Thats all it took, I was on Bob in a flash, I pulled down his jogging shorts and boxers in one motion as he lifted off his shirt. I pushe him to the floor as I stroked his cock to life. I was so fucking hot that I wasn't going to pass up this chance to get fucked. My pussy wa so wet I needed no lubrication to take Bob's cock into my pussy as I lowered my cunt on to his stiff cock. I was so ready for this that I nearly came as I was lowerinf my pussy on to his cock. It felt soooo gooood to get his cock in side me. "Oh Fuck" I said "your cock feels so good inside me!" I began to slid up and down his cock, slowly at first just enjoying the feel of it inside me, now faster and faster as I began to build to my first climax. It didn't take long for the first one to hit and it was great but just as quickly I was on my way to a second climax, I leaned forward to rub my nipples on Bob's harry chest and whispered in his ear, "I'm going to cum on you", "Do you like to fuck me?" Bob said yes he liked it very much. My pussy was tighting up on his cock as I neared my second climax, suddenly I began to shutter I threw my head back as my eyes rolled back in my head and I came. It was so fucking increadable to fuck this new friend in front of my husband, I think this was the most powerful climax I had ever had. I still wanted more cock I wasn't ready to stop nor would I stop until I was ready. As I came down from that one I told Steve I had just had one hell of a powerful climax, he looked at me and smiled his approval. I was riding Bob very slowly circling my pussy rather than stroking his cock, I found that when I pressed back as I leaned forward making my tits dance on his chest it sent new waves of pleasure through my pussy. I was quickly building to my third climax, never had I been so turned on, My husband approved of me fucking another man and infact wanted me to do it in front of him so he could see this mans cock entering my cunt. I positioned myself so that my feet were on the floor with legs wide spread bouncing up and down on Bob's cock making my husbands wish to see another mans cock entering my cunt. Straddling Bob in this position put a new presure on my pussy, I began to groan in a very low tone "Ooooooooooo Yessssssssss, Oooooooooooo Yesssssssssss!" I was surprized at this new very deep tone coming from me, I had never Moaned like this before, it just kept coming over and over and louder and louder I could not stop moaning like this. I was so ready to cum when Bob said, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." I couldn't take it any more I felt his hot cum burst inside me which triggered the most increadable climax I had ever had. I fell forward on his chest realishing in the most satisfing climax of my life, my pussy clamped tightly around his still stiff cock. Neither of us moved for several minutes his cock twitched in my tightly clamped pussy for several minutes, it felt so good I wished it would never stop. After we got home Steve told me how much he enjoyed watching my fuck Bob, he ask me if I liked it. What could I say other than Yes! This had been an increadabe night! Steve was so hot that he just had to fucked me again. Over the next several days I kept thinking about fucking Bob and how much I enjoyed it, I wanted to do it again and soon. I didn't now it at the time but I was well on my way to becoming a slut wife. Luv, Wendy P.S. the above story is true only the names were changed to protect the guilty.
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I don’t know what I was waiting for. I had been sitting on the bench across from the park toilets for nearly an hour now. In that time only two people had entered them and had left almost immediately.
After another call last night on my mobile I had decided I had to take the chance and come back and rub out my phone number that was scrawled on the wall. I had just about convinced my husband that they were wrong numbers having hung up as soon as I heard a strange Thank goodness Mike had an early start this morning as he had a plane to catch that would keep him away until the weekend and he was planning on dropping in to his parents on the way home so wouldn’t be back until late Sunday night. I say thank goodness because at least that gave me six days to try and stop these phone calls. It also prevented any chance of him seeing my bruised breast since he went up to bed way before me so he could try and get a good sleep before the trip. I must say when I woke up this morning my breast felt no pain and the bruises although could be seen were no where near as angry as they were last night. I looked around for the umpteenth time and decided I may as well get it over with…after all how long would it take for me to nip in, wash the pencil off and leave. I rose from the bench and made my way over to the gent’s toilet…my head spinning around checking that there was no one around and finally with my heart pounding I dashed into the toilets and entered the stall that had my name and number written on the wall by that dirty disgusting tramp. I pushed the door shut and leaned against it, my eyes closed and listening intently in case I was followed on being seen entering the washrooms. The strong smell of urine lay heavy in the still air. I opened my eyes and noticed the floor was covered with stale pee that still pooled in spots as it lay upon the dirty tile floor. The toilet seat was similarly in a disgusting dirty state. In the corner was an empty wine bottle where no doubt some vagrant…maybe the very one that I had given …no…the one that took £70 from me, bought the wine and had come back in the dry to drink it. I looked around at all the words and drawings that had started me on the downward spiral yesterday…thank goodness I eventually had come to my senses when I awoke this morning. I opened my bag and took out the polythene sachet that contained the wet cloth. I was about to rub the message clean when I paused… I looked about me…there were loads of numbers…surely they all were not getting two calls a night. Then it struck me…the others seemed old…they had stains and dirt…mine looked new…it was new…maybe if I could disguise it so it looked like it was written some time ago thus eliminating the calls. I tried to smear it with the damp cloth but all that did was to clean the wall about it and erase the message. I stopped immediately. I looked about until my hand decided to move slowly towards the wooden toilet seat…dragging my finger across the sticky surface wincing slightly before raising it to the message. The effect of trying to dirty the scribble only managed to smudge it. What was making the other doodles, sketches and words dated was time…and… Why did my pussy start to itch when dry cum and piss cum to my mind. Was it the way that piss and cum had gotten on the wall, men purposely urinating and ejaculating on them? I looked down at the hole…the hole that I had first seen a cock thrust through…the hole where I had my left breast pushed through…My pussy was starting to get that familiar itch. My hand was already mauling my tit through my clothes. I moaned as I lowered my face to the hole, peering into the empty stall next to me. I pushed my face to it…opening my mouth craving there was a cock the other side wishing to use my waiting gaping mouth. I sank to my knees not caring what the state of the floor was in as my right hand foraged its way between my coat and down my jeans and into my panties. A finger worked upon my pulsating clit as best it could under my tight restrictive clothing. I sucked and swallowed that imaginary cock as my fingers dildo’d my burning aching cunt. Pulling my head from the hole I slowly dragged my tongue up the cum stained wall…disappointed that all I could taste was grime… My right tit...the one that was so abused yesterday found its way to the hole. I leaned into it but was being restricted by the clothes…I wanted my bare tit to be pushed through…to be sucked…caressed…bitten… As I knelt on the floor my fingers tore at my coat buttons, ripping them from the button holes and with impatience raised my t-shirt and bra together in one movement and dragging my jeans down over my ass. I raised myself until I could squeeze my left breast through the hole in the partition. My right hand flew back to my wet cunt. I closed my eyes as my fingers sloshed noisily as they pumped in and out of my tight cunt hole…my thumb rubbing the erect clitoris that was extended way beyond its protective sheath than I had ever known…aching painfully to be satisfied. My moans were getting louder, my silent pleas of sexual abuse started to get louder as my excitement grew…I did not care…I wanted someone to hear me…to see my bare tit through the wall...to caress it…no…to squeeze and abuse it…to hurt it…use it…spunk all over it. Yes…I wanted them to shoot their sperm laden juice all over my lily white tit so I could then suck it off…taste their salty tangy cream on my tongue before swallowing it … I craved cum…I wanted cum… I pushed my body closer to the wall…trying to get my entire tit through. My tongue licking the panel imagining that I was licking fresh warm semen of it. My climax was not forthcoming…My clit was getting sore with the severity of my administrations. I stopped masturbating and pulled my tit from the hole. I sat back down on my haunches…my coat wide open with my t-shirt and red lacy bra pushed right up exposing my breasts. My jeans and matching panties to my bra were halfway down my thighs exposing my cunt that was glistening with my juices. My cunt ached for relief…my nipples were sore and I don’t ever recall seeing them that hard and erect. I started to tease my cunt lips avoiding my sensitive clit, occasionally slipping a finger inside the now dilated entrance to my soaking wet pussy. I followed my juices as they flowed freely…I froze momentarily when my finger came into contact with my perineum…it was an area that I had never explored sexually before. The feeling as I gently teased that sensitive area only made my cunt pulsate all the more. Dare I? I did not have to time to contemplate whether I dare or dare not… my finger automatically took the silent dare…I touched my anus. Sexual shock waves ran right through my whole body. My finger slid smoothly over the tightly closed entrance to the dirtiest of places…lubricated by my own vaginal juices. The tip of my finger pushed and probed at the tiny access, trying to find a way into that dirty orifice…I wanted to push a finger into my poo tube. I tried to widen my legs but my jeans and panties were restricting them from parting. I rose and pushed my jeans and panties down taking my shoes with them as they slid over my feet…not caring that they were being dragged across the filthy floor. I bent my knees slightly…my right hand sliding across my right buttock, until my finger once more came into contact with the puckered rosebud…my body shivered with excitement. I leaned down grabbing the toilet seat with my left hand for support I forced my middle finger into and past that tight sphincter…slightly grimacing with the pain…my cunt reacting as my finger slid to the first knuckle...I paused to let my anus get used to the invading probe. I tried to push it in further…it hurt but I managed to get it up the second knuckle…I think…it was hard to tell. I could feel the waiting poo stools touch the tip of my digit. Slowly I started to withdraw my finger…the smooth slippery anal walls feeling loose against the tight sphincter…I leant forward spreading my ass cheeks further apart, easing the grip on my finger by that tight anal ring. When it was almost fully out I started to slip it back in. Leaning further forward my left hand gripping the sticky toilet seat tighter…I closed my eyes as I started to feel the pain ease and the sexual sensations increase as I slowly finger fucked my virgin ass. My body was responding to the new feeling…my pussy juices were starting to flow. I wanted my finger to probe deeper but the angle of my hand prevented me from doing so. My bowels started to react to the invading digit and I felt I needed to sit down and let my bowels flow. Lower and lower my head dropped, pushing my ass up until my forehead came in contact with the seat…my long hair cascading into the dirty bowl falling just short of the pungent water. I moaned out loud as I pushed my head forward and up slightly…first running my nose through the sticky deposits inhaling the pungent odour before my tongue licking the acrid tasting residue…my finger continuing to plunge in and out my easing anal passage…but I still craved depth. I could see my pendulous swinging tits sway as I rocked on my finger. Suddenly I froze…my finger deep in my ass and my head rose slightly from the toilet seat as I heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps on the tiled floor. The heavy clanging of what sounded like a metal bucket hitting the floor. I heard the voice curse and swear at the state of the toilets. I stopped finger fucking my tight asshole when the over whelming urge to shit became more urgent. I slowly rose from my bent position, withdrawing my finger from my now lose anal ring…trying not to make a sound….clenching my bottom cheeks so my bowels would not open. “Anyone in here?” the voice which sounded Asian called out as the door was not so gently kicked open. My hand immediately flew towards it pushing it close again. “Sorry mate…just the cleaner here…don’t know why I bother though…place will be filthy within an hour of me leaving it.” He started to whistle some tuneless number as I heard the bucket being filled. As I listened to the sound of water splashing into the bucket he walked into the third stall…swear loudly before flushing the toilet and moving into the adjacent stall. I heard the toilet being flushed. “Fucking hell” the voice called out… My eyes shot to the hole only to see a black face staring up at me. The face disappeared and the footsteps went to the tap and I heard the water being switched off. The sound of his footsteps seemed to resonate loudly in the toilet as it approached my stall. I looked down only to realise that I was naked from the waist down and my tits still on full view…he must have seen everything. I started to feel the steady pressure applied to the door as the cleaner tried to open it. “Open it Mrs…you could be in big trouble being in here…don’t you know it is the gents?” “I…I…just came in her to use the toilet…the ladies next door is locked…” “Locked my ass…it was yesterday because I had to switch off the water because of a leak…I fixed that last night and its been open ever since then…” “I…I…” I was lost for words. “Better open this door Mrs…” I held the coat closed by my lapels with my right hand and stepped back…my left hand went to the broken handle and slowly pulled the door towards me. There before me was a skinny elderly man …probably well into his sixties…He looked Pakistani or Indian and dressed in dark blue overalls…in his hand by his side he held a dirty looking toilet brush with a long wooden handle. “So…what are you doing in here then?” “I…I…really needed to use the toilet and I assumed the ladies next door was still closed as it was when I came yesterday” “Do you usually take your jeans right off…” … I watched as the dark skinned hand reach out and grab my right wrist pulling it away from my body forcing me to release my coat lapels …my coat parting exposing my breasts… “And bare those melons…for a piss?” Once again I was lost for words. His bony hand reached out and gently lifted my left breast up as if he were weighing it. I said nothing but allowed him to bounce it in his hand gently… Lovely pair of melons you have there.” I shut my eyes and clenched my ass cheeks tighter and whispered… “I need to go” “Need to go where Mrs…not until we have had a little fun…” My look of surprise only made him smile… “No...I have to use the toilet…I am desperate...” “Go ahead Mrs…never seen a woman up close take a leak” “No...no you don’t understand…I...I...need to…” I could not say the words and my shocked expression returned on hearing that he wanted to watch me take a pee. “Ohh you need a shit…then don’t let me stop you” “Please…please…let me do it and you can play with my breasts afterwards.” I could not believe I was trying to bargain with a cleaner to let me go to toilet in my own privacy. His grin just broadened and he stayed exactly where he was…I sighed and not being able to hold it in for much longer I raised the back of my coat and sat down…just in time as my anal sphincter relaxed and I started to defecate right before a complete stranger whose face I could not look up at. I saw the dirty toilet brush come towards me and its bristles poke me on my inner knee. I knew what he wanted and looked up at him pleading…he bounced the brush between both knees, the softish nylon bristles tickling more than hurting my flesh. Slowly I parted my legs as I sat on the toilet exposing my cunt and at that very moment a long thin parcel of waste was being forced out of my bottom…it broke and dropped with a plop. I could see the cleaner rub the crotch of his overalls as he gazed upon my naked cunt. Oh no…I said the word cunt…surely not…please don’t…I was starting to become sexually aroused. I saw the man open up the bottom few buttons of his overalls, fish inside and pull out a dark long cock, making it appear all the longer due to its girth…it was probably only fractionally thicker than my thumb and must have been 6 or 7 inches long. I could feel another stool coming…I leaned back and rested my hands behind me on the dirty seat and pushed my pelvis forward…the cleaner stooped slightly so he could have a better view of the long soft brown waste squeeze out of my anus. I watched as his scrawny fingers slowly wanked his cock. I eased myself down on hearing the familiar plop…my urethra was staring to dilate as I could feel my urine now wishing to be released. My hands went down and spread my cunt lips apart so he could see the yellow fluid pour out. It started to flow. He watched for a few seconds before lowering his hand into the stream of warm liquid before cupping my pussy allowing the cascading fall to pool in his hand and fall into the bowl. He lifted his hand cupped with the pale yellow pee and brought it to my tit. I breathed in holding my stomach as I felt my nipple come in contact with the warm piss…the flow of urine from my pussy temporarily stopped. I felt his hand slowly wash my breast in my own waste, oiling up my breast with my own pee… rivulets of the warm liquid running down my tummy converging back between my legs. The cleaner slid his hand under my tit and lifted it towards my mouth…knowing what his intentions were my tongue came out to meet it. Tingling shock waves ran from my erect nipple through to my cunt when I felt the tangy taste of my juice…My lips formed around the hard rubbery nub and my mouth sucked hard. I felt my tit being released from the squeezing fingers and I allowed my mouth to release my throbbing nipple…my tit dropping back down to its natural position. I relaxed for a few seconds and my urine started to flow…the cleaner stood back and watched it as it made the splashing sound as it hit the water in the bowl. I widened my legs even wider causing the spurting piss to spurt further out hitting the wooden toilet seat. I wanted the stranger to look at my cunt as it spewed out the yellow water…my fingers going down and grasping my pussy…I pulled them obscenely apart showing the inner pink flesh of my cunt… We both stared at my gaping cunt until my pee slowly ebbed. I started to tease my clit as it showed its pink head through the protective sheath. My cunt ached as I teased and toyed with my cunt…my eyes not leaving the face of my watcher. I was getting more and more aroused as the more I exposed and played. The bony hand reached out and offered me the dirty toilet brush…Once again I knew what he was wanting me to do…and much to my shame I did exactly that…I started to use the handle as a cock…I started to fuck myself in front of him…pushing the handle in and out at a steady rhythm. He suddenly turned and started to walk to the exit…I thought he was leaving…only to hear the door close and him inserting a key from the inside and locking it, before walking back to look at this wanton woman openly masturbating. I let go of the brush when he grasped it and slowly slid it in until I could feel it touching my sensitive cervix. He held it there on seeing me wince slightly. Then he withdrew the wooden shaft just as slowly out. He repeated that several times each time when reaching the top of my cunt he would apply a little more pressure than the last…and each time when touching my cervix he would twist the brush in his hand so it irritated the entrance to my womb…the pain almost unbearable…and yet extremely pleasurable. I was getting more and more aroused…and silently under my breath hoping that he would plunge that wooden stick right up that tight birth passageway and make me scream… He did the exact opposite and you could hear the moan of disappointment come from my lips as he pulled the brush right out and flung it on the floor. Grabbing me by my hair he pulled me out of the stall and over to the wash hand basins forcing me to grasp the basins. He flung my coat up over my back exposing my ass. I was starting to panic…I knew his intentions… “Please…I am at my most fertile” He slapped my ass hard making me yelp in pain but his hand held me firmly down so I could not rise. He slapped my other cheek equally as hard…I yelped again. Even though his cock was not that thick it did not stop me from crying out, as in one hard stroke he drove it fully into my rectum. It was only the second thing to ever enter there…my finger being the first not 15 minutes before…but at least it was not so bad as it could have been for my cunt juices… and ashamed to say…my poop had given it some lubrication. That lubrication soon aided the cock as it ploughed into my poop chute… I was starting to enjoy using these earthy terms. I looked up in the mirror and saw my pendulous tits swing as the cleaner fucked my ass. I could feel myself push back onto his prick trying to get it deeper. We were communicating to each other in derogatory terms…once again the more degrading name he used on me the more aroused I became. If he were not thrusting so hard and I did not need my hands for support they would have once more be clawing at my engorged clit. Suddenly he pushed in hard and stood there with his long thin cock deep inside my bowels…and he moaned. I could feel his hot semen pump into my tight anal passage. All I could think of that I wish it were into my mouth and throat that his man juice was being pumped not being wasted up my ass. I would have pushed him off and dropped down to my knees and swallowed his dirty cock to taste his cum if he had not wedged me so tight between his body and the basin. To my horror I was starting to lose control as I thought about doing that most despicable act…taking that cock from my asshole and tasting his combined man juice with my anal secretions. I wanted to be debased to such a level of taking a cleaners cock right out of my ass and put it in my mouth and clean it of my shitty deposit. Finally he slowed down his thrusts to a stop and pulled his semi hard cock from my ass. I could feel my anal sphincter still gaping where it had been forced open and with his cum mixed with my anal secretions oozing out as I stood there bowed over the dirty basin, my t-shirt and red bra pushed up with my tits hanging down… I looked at the old man as he washed his now soft dark skinned man meat in the sink next to mine. I was still aroused as the anal fucking had not given me any physical relief…but figured I could get that easily enough when I returned home. I removed my coat, tucked my tits back into my bra and pulled down my crumbled t-shirt and started to wipe the cum running down my thigh. I was still trying to clean up my soiled thighs and bottom…occasionally getting a jolt of sexual excitement when my hand touched my cunt, when he tucked his prick back into his overalls … “I am way behind …there’s the bucket, and mop and pointing to the discarded loo brush…clean these toilets while I nip next door and do the ladies, and they had best be done well.” Could he be serious??? I looked on in amazement as he turned and went to the door and I heard the key turn. Instead of leaving the toilets I heard his footsteps return… went into my stall and picked up my jeans and panties…grabbed my coat next to me he walked back towards the exit… “Should stop you from leaving before I get back” he left the toilets with me standing just in my t-shirt and bra…my shoes on the floor in the stall…I was speechless. It took me a few moments to get used to me being resigned to my fate so I figured the quicker I started, the sooner I would be able to leave. It had not crossed my mind that at any time I could have been seen half naked by someone if they had entered the toilets… As soon as I picked up the toilet brush, memories of what I had done with it flashed through my mind…my cunt started to flood. I was tempted to attend to my aching pussy but the thought the consequences of what that cleaner might do to me if I had not finished cleaning the gents toilets by the time he got back forced me to push my sexual needs to another time. I quickly set about cleaning the three dirty bowls in the stalls, ensuring that they were as clean as I could get them without the use of cleaning agents. As I scrubbed the white enamel I could not help but look at the sketches and obscene messages on the walls of the other two stalls. They were adding fuel to my already burning pussy…and it was on more than one occasion that my hand strayed to my cunt lips. The last stall I noticed did not have a hole connecting to the stall next to it but there was a much smaller hole…maybe about three inches in the back wall. I peered into it and it took me some time to realise that I was looking directly into a stall that was in the ladies section of the block. I pulled away when I saw the pair of blue overalls enter the stall and the familiar clang of a metal bucket being lowered onto the tile floor. I was frozen for a split second until through the thin partition I could hear the splashing sound…a sound that I was very familiar with having a husband and two sons. I slowly lowered my eye to the hole to catch the Asian holding his long thin cock in his hand and a stream of urine arc its way into the bowl. I dropped to my knees and with my belly resting on the wooden seat, my fingers started to work my throbbing clit as I stared at the cascading piss. Images that I do not know where they came from flashed through my mind. Not even 24 hours ago I would have ever dreamed of those thoughts never mind I being half naked in a gent’s washroom bent over a stained bowl. My fingers pumped in and out of my cunt as my thumb flicked and rubbed my sensitive nub. I was lost in my own fantasy when to my horror I felt something wet run up my between my legs and onto my exposed ass… My head spun around just as that tongue swiped once again…making my whole body shiver in excitement “Spud…” I whispered…recognising the dog from yesterday. My mind now distracted from the stall I was looking in to what the dog was doing between my legs… Removing my own hand from my pussy and stooping lower whilst pushing my bottom up I encouraged Spud to use his tongue on me…each lick of his tongue pushing me closer and closer to my impending climax. Readjusting myself I was able to support my upper body by resting my breasts on the wooden seat and my head bowed low over the side of the bowl I snaked my hands to my ass cheeks to spread them wider so that Spuds tongue could work its way deeper into my pussy. I moaned in ecstasy. “Spud….Spud….come out of there…” It took me a few seconds to register the female voice calling. “Spud…Spud…bad dog…come out of there…don’t make me come in and get you…” My sudden movement of rising to my feet and turning in panic did not distract Spud from his enjoyment of tasting my juices…he nuzzled right in and his tongue continued its onslaught from my front. “Hello…hello...anyone in there?” I remained silent. “Hello…hello…” I heard soft footsteps enter the toilets. I tried to push spud out of the stall but not in time… “There you are …bad boy…come here.” Spud had other things on his mind other than obeying his mistress. I heard the quiet sound of rubber on wet floor… “Diane????” I gasped in horror… “Janet?” Comments on or about the story very welcome and suggestions as to where you want the story line to go may be sent to my e-mail addy. Nastymann@hotmail.co.uk
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