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Slyone2006 on Wife Stories

EVERY NOW AND THEN WE (MAN AND/OR A WOMAN) THINK ABOUT WANDERING OUTSIDE  MARRAGE FOR SEX.  THIS IS THE TRUE STORY OF GINA'S DESIRE TO SEE WHAT It WAS LIKE TO FUCK ANOTHER MAN.

Gina and I met on the internet, she had placed an ad looking for someone she thought she would like to bed.  During the course of our email messgaes she told me why she wanted to "try it" with another man.  She also confided that she had never done anything like this before.

Gina sent me a pic that was very flattering, she had dark brown hair, great bedroom eyes and a terrific smile.  I ask her what she thought was her best feature, she replied that she thought her boobs were her best

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feature.  I'm thinking, hey this is incouraging the lady has nice boobs.

After a few weeks of writing Gina wants to talk on the phone, her voice is very nice, she sounds kinda sexy.  She confides that she is very nervous about doing this but has a very deep desire to move forward.  I ask her if she would like to meet me at a motel or was she sure enough so that I sould get a room.  Gina told me what day to get the room and told me what time to meet her.  Things were looking pretty good!

When Gina drove into the parking lot I went out to greet her, she was beautiful, as we chatted I couldn't help but think "I'm going to get to fuck the lady."  Gina got out of her car and we went into the room chatting like old friends.  Once inside the room I took her in my arms and kissed her, Boy could she kiss, I was getting hard thining about the possibilities.  I slipped one hand up to cup her full round breast, Gina was kinda taken back for a second she drew in a sudden rather deep breath as I treaked her nipple followed by a sigh.  I had hit the spot she had made the commitment that she wanted to get fucked and she wasn't going to chicken out.  Her responce as I fondled her breasts told me she was going to be mine this afternoon.

After the ice breaker (caressing her breasts) GIna went into the bathroom and put on a sexy little outfit.  I lead Gina to the bed, she was very nervous and at the same time very excited but I didn't know just how excited until I slid my hand into her panties she had shaved her pussy smooth (later she told me this was the first time in her life she had shaved her bush) when I touched her clit she drew in another deep breath and moaned Oooooo, she was so wet, she was so turned on at the thought of getting fucked by another man that she had been wet all day. 

I teased Gina's  clit with my tongue for a long time, she loved it she had told me her husband would not go down on her so this was a new experience.  She was rather quiet except for heavy breathing and soft moans of Oooooo!  After I figured Gins was ready for my cock I knelt between her thighs caressing her soft smooth skin as my hands got closer to her pussy.  Gina was still a little apprehensive as this was the first time she would cheat on her husband but her body language told me to move forward. 

I placed the head of my cock on her pussy lips waiting to see her reaction she drew her knees up just a litle signaling her approval.  I proceeded to run my dick up and down the length of her slit making sure not to penatrate her vagina just yet.  I took my time teasing her slit and clit with the tip of my cock wanting this to be a very special time for Gina.  It was time to enter her hot wet pussy so I slid part way in, her reaction was to draw her knees way up offering her  pussy to me,  for the first time she was taking another mans cock deep into her love tunnel.  Gina drew in a deep breath as I entered her wetness and moaned Ooooooo, I pulled completely out of her pausing to see if she wanted me to stop of continue.  I felt the gentle nudge of her heels telling me she wanted more.  Again I slid into her smoldering pussy as far as possible, she rolled her head to one side moaning Ooooooo.  Gina was really getting into it now, relaxing and pushing back as I pushed in to her again and again.  Not knowing how to read her for signs of a pending climax I just kept driving my cock into her pussy, 30 minutes, 45 minutes just enjoying her pussy wrapped around my cock.

I ask Gina to get on top of me, she quickly took the top position and began to ride my stiff dick.  Gina's pussy was so hot and so smooth inside it was increadable, so wet so smooth and she was so in need of fucking.  Gina was moaning steadily Oooooo!  I slipped a finger down to find her clit and when I hit the right spot Gina exploded into a powerful climax, her first with someone other than her husband.

Gina kept fucking me as I said to her "your going to make me cum."  She spead up her strokes, I moaned again "your going to make me cum!"  I kind of figured that since I had made her cum and it was her first cheating cum that she might quit.  When I told her she was going to make me cum she just tried harder and boy did she make me cum.  My cock didn't get soft for the longest time and she just kept fucking me.  It was soooo nice!

That was a year ago, we are getting together again next week for another fabulous fuck.

Justin

Mitzi Takes Charge

ThomasJohn on Wife Stories



Mitzi Takes Charge



One night when Mitzi and I were fucking when she said that she REALLY needed to go pee. I laughed and told her that THAT would just have to wait, it was getting really good and I was NOT about to stop now. I kept fucking her hard and she kept screaming and squirming and telling how bad she had to pee. I told her HELL NO, Hold it! Well, the sadist in me came out a little and I intentionally fucked her as long and as hard as I could.



I seemed to be lasting even longer than usual. I think the way she was screaming made me feel like I was really making it good for her, so I tried to make it last longer. You know how we men are when we get just a little encouragement to our egos!



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me together€¦which is always GREAT with Mitzi! But just for spite and to add to the humiliation; as she was jerking and convulsing, I pulled out while I was cumming and sprayed hot cum all over Mitzi from her pussy to her face! She looked like she does after one of our gang-bang escapades at a swingers convention. This one was way up there on the list of one-on-one fucks with Mitzi!



I started rubbing the cum all over her chest and licking it clean when she practically threw me off and ran to the bathroom. She immediately began to pee what seemed like gallons under high pressure. She convulsed and almost fell off the seat. She screamed yet again as she continued the steady stream of golden piss! The convulsing and jerking and screaming continued as long as the piss did. When she finished she stumbled back to the bed, collapsed beside me with her sweaty, cum-covered hot little body next to mine and breathlessly whispered, €œYou HAVE GOT to try that€¦.€. Five full minutes after we had finished fucking, her awesome titties were still as hard as bricks and her nipples were stiffer and longer than I had ever seen them! Her 36c€™s always look huge because Mitzi is so tiny (less that five feet tall) but they looked twice there normal awesome size tonight and she just couldn€™t stop rubbing them!



€œTry what€ I asked. She said €œNever mind; just do what I tell you to do tomorrow afternoon, no matter what. It€™s time for you to be the submissive one again€. She knows how much I love it when she takes control of the sex and makes it kinky! I love kinky, but I love it even better when it€™s her idea and she forces me to comply. I€™ll be Mitzi Owens€™ sex slave anytime!  So I unwittingly agreed, admitting that she was in charge and I was to obey her every command tomorrow€¦.no matter what€¦



So the next day was Saturday and the morning was pretty normal. At lunch time we had a sandwich and she made me some ice tea. She kept refilling the glass and I kept drinking it. I worked around the yard for a while and I came inside and said matter-of-factly that I was going to the bath room. She brought me a glass of water and asked me to go with her to do some little chore (before I go the bathroom). She was looking hot as hell and I€™m like a little puppy dog following along behind her hot little body.



So away I went to do whatever chore it was, still not having used the bathroom. She brought me another glass of water as I finished up the chore. By now it was nearly dinner time.



Once again I casually mentioned that I REALLY had €œto go€ now and she nonchalantly said €œHow about lighting the grill so it can be warming before you go.€ I went out to light the grill and as usual, I had to clean the grates before I could light it. So I cleaned the grill and fired it up.



As I was watching the grill to make sure it was going to stay lit; sweet, sexy  little Mitzi brought me a beer. She knows I love to have a beer when I€™m grilling. She had changed her clothes. This was getting interesting now. She was wearing her skimpiest Daisy Duke cut offs and an old worn-thin jersey t-shirt of mine. You know the kind that you can see right through and the bare breasts practically fall out of the arm holes? The shirt was tucked into those faded, ripped cut offs so that it was tight as hell and her awesome titties were spilling out on all sides and her stiff nipples were brazenly visible and straining the worn fabric!   It was open down the front to the point that more than half her titties were visible. Her awesome brown nipples were seen as clearly as if she had been topless€¦she looked so fucking hot!



Yes, that kind of T-shirt€¦and right there on the back porch where all the neighbors could get another one of her free shows.  She knows how much it turns me on when she shows her body to our unsuspecting friends and neighbors. She has always gotten a thrill out of exposing as much of her hot little body in public as she can possibly get away with€¦especially at the Hanes Mall or driving up and down I-40.  At home with the neighbors was no different. She is just a total exhibitionist and she KNOWS how much that turns me on! And I know how much it turns her on!



She leaned back against the porch rail and thrust her breasts out and her nipples high and glanced at the grill and then at my straining cock and said €œIs it getting hot yet?€ I said that everything I could see from here looked overheated! About that time we heard someone say, €œHi kids, grilling out today?€



I saw Mitzi wink at me and wave to him as she said €œYes Sir, Mr. Reynolds. It€™s too pretty out here to stay inside and besides it€™s such a nice view from here.€ As she was saying that, she leaned forward on the rail, towards the direction of our 74 year old neighbor, pressed her elbows together against her breasts and leaned over the rail to expose a ton of cleavage and two awesomely hard nipples through the shirt. Mr. Reynolds replied, €œYes indeed, the view is magnificent today!€  



I was about to excuse myself to go for my long over due visit to the men€™s room when she invited him to come over for a few minutes while we cooked our dinner on the grill. Mitzi said to me, €œWait here, I€™ll be right back.€ Well it would have been terribly rude to walk off just as Mr. Reynolds was walking toward our back porch€¦so I waited yet again. I was almost dancing with the need to piss when Mitzi came back with a beer for both Mr. Reynolds and me.



She handed us our beers and then sat down in a deck chair that she slyly positioned right in front of our French doors. I was stuck on the porch, with Mr. Reynolds drinking beer and gawking at my nearly nude wife as we made small talk. Mitzi helped herself to a beer also as she crossed one bare leg across the arm of the chair and dangled the beer bottle suggestively in front of her crotch which was now spread wide for our elderly companion.



All the while there were other neighbors walking by and stopping to say €œhello€ as they passed by.  It was a typical Saturday evening in the neighborhood and everyone was out for an afternoon stroll. Mitzi was enjoying the attention and didn€™t back down from her exhibitionism no matter who or how many walked by. Mr. Reynolds was in a trance as he ogled over this young body in front of him. Probably trying to recall the last time he €œHad one like that€.



Mitzi alternated between pressing the beer bottle between her legs and sucking the bottle neck suggestively. Mr. Reynolds kept adjusting his cock, as he could not stand still. Mitzi€™s thin strip of denim pressed between her thighs like a string about to burst. The denim was darkening with her dampness and the €œcamel-toe€ was becoming more and more evident.  I don€™t know how well our elderly friend could see, but I could see her young, wispy pussy hair on both sides of that tiny sliver of fabric.



I found that I had developed one hell of an erection myself by this time. You know how hard your cock gets early in the morning when you really, really, really have to piss? I call it a €œPiss-Hard€. Well that€™s what my cock felt like right then. I was hard as hell and I had to pee so fucking bad, but I couldn€™t get to the bathroom I and still had to appear polite. So I did the neighborly thing and chit-chatted with Mr. Reynolds while he took in the sights.



The phone rang and I thought €œFinally, I€™ll go answer the phone and go to the bathroom while I€™m in there.€ I said €œI€™ll get that€...Mitzi stood up and said, €œNo that€™s OK, I€™ve got it.€ At that she turned, bent over and sat her beer on the deck exposing literally ALL of her breasts as she was facing our neighbor. She slowly stood up and went into the house. She made a point of looking me in the eye as she locked the door behind her. Her Daisy Dukes were wedged up in the crack of her ass like a g-string as she walked away from us. She made no attempt to cover up her nearly bare ass.



I was stuck on the porch with a REAL need to pee NOW! She was gone so long that Mr. Reynolds went back to his house, but sat on his porch overlooking ours.



He had peeped into our bedroom window so many times before that we had become accustom to his harmless peeping. I am quite certain that Mitzi was actually excited by it and I can€™t honestly say that I wasn€™t.

Neither one of us ever bothered to close the blinds as we dressed or made love, so I guess that speaks to the issue sufficiently.  Mitzi used to jokingly say €œI€™m just gonna have to fuck that poor old man some day€.



Mitzi came back to the porch with a small cooler of beers. She took two of the wet beer bottles out of the cooler, one in each hand. She seductively brushed the water off of the bottles by rubbing both of the chilled bottles across the front of her jersey. DAMN! Is she ever sexy! Now she looked like a wet t-shirt winner posing for the crowd!   Then I noticed that the top two buttons on her tight little cut-offs were unbuttoned and folded down to expose just the top of her pubes!   She is such a total slut! That€™s what I love about her! Every man should marry a slut!



She stood facing Mr. Reynolds with her feet about shoulder width apart; held the two beer bottles out to each side and lifted them up toward Mr. Reynolds as she pressed her nipples against the wet, see thru fabric and said to him €œCan I get you anything else Mr. Reynolds?€ He blushed and said, €œNo, that€™s OK honey. I€™m fine right here. Thanks for the hospitality.€ He was seated at his patio table but we could see under the table that he was slowly stroking his cock as he watched my wife €œperform€.  This only added to our excitement.



So I find myself drinking another beer at the suggestion of my wife, even though what I wanted desperately to do right now was to PEE!  I could not keep my eyes of off my hot ass wife! And neither could half the neighborhood! Mitzi has a propensity to sunbathe as nearly nude as possible on our back porch and to €œaccidentally€ let her awesome breasts be seen by whoever might be near enough. So it is not surprising that when some of the male neighbors see her on the back porch, they tend to filter out to their perches (Woops, I meant €œporches€€¦LOL) for a better view. Today was no different.  This too excites me€¦AM I sick? Perverted? OK...maybe so. I am also VERY proud of my young, slutty, whorish wife!



She was still between me and the door, so I finally said to her €œExcuse me; I have to get in to go to the bathroom.€ To which she replied €œOH HELL NO YOU DON€™T!€   Taken aback I replied hastily €œOH HELL YES I DO! I€™ve been trying to go all afternoon, now get out of the way€¦please!€







Mitzi then pushed me back against the porch rail and pressed herself tightly against me, pinning me to the rail as she parted my legs with her knees and grabbed my stiff cock with her free hand€¦she looked me right in the eyes and said€¦€Do you remember last night when I needed to pee and you refused to let me€¦.when we were fucking?€ I sheepishly muttered, €œOh shit€¦€. Mitzi smiled and said €œYeah. Oh Shit is right! You€™re mine now! Do you remember what you agreed to last night?....that I was in charge this afternoon€¦remember?€ Once again I replied €œOh Shit€¦€.



I said €œOK, what€™s next?€ She said, €œChug-a-lug and I€™ll get us another one.€  I did as I was told. She got us another cold one, brushing them off on her shirt again, to the continued amusement of old Mr. Reynolds. She slipped her hand into her open cut-offs and blatantly played with her pussy right there on the back porch in the broad daylight. As she played (As did Mr. Reynolds) she told me that last night when she had a totally desperate need to pee and I wouldn€™t let her€¦when she finally orgasmed it was more intense that any she had ever had. EVER! She told me that the pissing after the orgasm triggered one orgasm after another while she peed.



She said that she had been drinking fluids all afternoon and that she had to pee as badly as I did. She admitted that she had been stuffing me with liquids all afternoon so that I would have to go more than I ever had before. I told her that I thought I was there now! She said€¦€After dinner€¦€ Damn, I thought, I€™d better get started cooking!



Mitzi took my hand and slid it down the front of her little jeans and said €œFeel how wet and how HOT my pussy is!€ She was right; it was hotter than I remembered it being in a long time. She grabbed my wrist and pushed my hand deeper into her pants, practically pulling them off of her ass in the process, until my hand cupped her sweet cunt. Then I felt it gush warm and wet into my palm.



I thought she was orgasming already until she quickly pulled my hand to her mouth and slurped the pee out my hand! OH MY!!!  I thought I was going to be a victim of premature ejaculation! My hand was so close to my face that I could smell the piss. That was one of the hottest things I had ever seen a woman do...until she grabbed the back of my neck and forced my mouth against hers and pushed the piss from her mouth to mine.



I instinctively took it into my mouth just like I so often do after she has sucked off some guy and wants to snowball me with his cum.  She whispered €œSwallow it NOW!€



What else could I do? She was in charge€¦so I drank the mouthfull of Mitzi€™s piss€¦and I LOVED it! Her Daisy Dukes were soaked now and she made no effort to hide it.



I don€™t know at what point after that Mr. Reynolds went inside, but I hope he had good jerk off session on Mitzi€™s behalf. I€™m sure we€™ll leave the bedroom nightlight on for him later, and the blinds in their usual partially open position.€¦just in case he didn€™t finish.



So I am about to die for some relief and during dinner, Mitzi brought us another beer. She teased me on the back porch all evening. I needed to pee so badly that my cock would not go down. It was rock solid hard for over an hour with no physical stimulation!



As soon as dinner was finished I was ready to run to the bedroom, but Mitzi brought me another beer and then sat on my lap. Right there on the back porch!  Now I was tipsy, horny and I REALLY, REALLY had to PEE! She kissed me long and forceful and I could taste the piss on her tongue.



She admitted that when she went to the kitchen to get the latest beers, she had pissed in our beer bottles and we had been drinking a fair amount of piss in our beers.  She said that tasting that piss had really turned her on before and she loved the idea of making me drink it without knowing it. I had to admit that it was one of the most erotic things I had ever been a part of as well. Later we found that a mixture of cum, piss and Italian Dressing was very good on salads. None of our dinner guests ever suspected a thing! THAT was always fun!...but I digress€¦..



By now it was dark and I knew the time go inside would be here soon.



FINALLY she allowed me to go to the dark bedroom and she had me to strip totally naked and get on the bed. I was instructed to lay on my back on the bed and play with my cock and keep it hard €œno matter what€¦€. Well it certainly wasn€™t difficult to keep it hard with a half day of foreplay and teasing from Mitzi!



Mitzi entered the room totally nude and told me to continue masturbating €œno matter what€. She walked across the room and opened the window totally! Not just opening the blinds, but she OPENED the windows! I could see the open windows of the Reynolds€™ house and the lights were on inside.  It was only about seven-thirty in the evening. The breeze was blowing across the bed.



Mitzi walked back to the closet and got out her restraints. I was thinking that she liked being forced to hold out last night so much that she was going to get me to tie her down now so that she couldn€™t get up to pee. BOY was I wrong? She grabbed my feet and spread them wide apart and tied them to the bed posts. She handcuffed my left wrist to the headboard and told to keep masturbating€¦€No matter what€¦€ with my free hand. When she was certain that I was securely tied and couldn€™t get up, she walked to the door way of the bedroom and turned on the overhead lights and over to the dresser and nightstands and turned on the table lamps!



Mitzi smiled at me and said €œDon€™t stop€ and walked out of the bedroom and closed the door! Can you picture this? I was naked and hard, tied to the bed, the windows were OPEN so I couldn€™t even call out to her for help or the whole neighborhood could hear. The lights had the room looking like a football stadium on Friday night! And to top it all off, I was not allowed to stop playing with my cock€¦€NO matter what€¦!€ Well I guess the Reynolds€™ will just have to watch or close their blinds. After all, I had no choice in this matter.



I€™m masturbating, squinting my eyes trying to hold back the piss (and cum) and wondering where the hell Mitzi is? Then I see her€¦outside the bedroom window! She is filming me!!!!! I half whispered and half yelled€¦€What the hell do you think you€™re doing?€ She said €œOH BABY€¦.THIS will end up on the internet as soon as I can get it there!€ and she laughed sexily. I never did see the video, but she swears she put it on the net somewhere!



She stood outside the window and stripped nude! It still wasn€™t even completely dark yet and my wife was walking around outside totally naked! Mitzi slowly walked back into the house and into the bedroom where I was dutifully still keeping my cock hard. She climbed onto the bed and left the lights all on and the windows open. She began by sucking my cock.



Damn her mouth is awesome! That€™s one of the main reasons I hooked up with her in the first place; I kept hearing what good blow jobs this little girl named Mitzi Owens gives. I heard it from so many guys that I finally figured that I had to try her out. I knew she was WAY too young, but she had such an awesome body that you could easily convince yourself that she was 18. And besides, it€™s not like I was the first guy over 30 she had been with!



She REALLY was €œeasy€. I introduced myself and she said €œHi, I€™m Mitzi. Why don€™t you call me tonight and we€™ll hook up?€   So I did.  It really was that easy!



I drove to her apartment in Clemmons, NC. Willow Trace Apartments. She came out the door with her blouse unbuttoned WAY down and saying bye to her Mom. She practically hopped into my car, braless titties bouncing everywhere!



Mom!?€¦well DUH, of course€¦she€™s too young to be living on her own. Who did I think she lived with at this age? She couldn€™t meet me anywhere because she didn€™t have her driver€™s license yet! It was making more sense now. I was just beginning to think €œI wonder just how young this little slut really is€? And why did her Mom let her leave the house dressed like that€¦ at her age?



Then she kissed me €œHello€ as she slid over next to me. Now I mean a full mouth, tongued filled sexy as hell give you a hard-on kiss! I quickly forgot about the €œage question€. We had just met that day and had never been on a date! This was starting off VERY well!



She continued to kiss all over my neck and ear as I backed out of the parking space. Before I was out of the space, she had unfastened my belt and pants and had her hand on my cock! Almost before it had time to get hard! Her blouse was now totally open and her titties were not covered at all! We had only spoken about two dozen words to each other in our short introductory meeting and phone call and now she was nearly topless and had my stiff cock in her soft, tiny little hands!



So, suffice it to say that I found out very quickly that all my friends had not exaggerated about Mitzi€™s eagerness. One; Mitzi Owens was €œeasy€, a trait that I so admire in a girl / woman; and Two; her blow-jobs were better than everyone had said!



These two facts I had confirmed even before leaving the parking lot of the Willow Trace Apartments on our first date! I was a very happy man!  I wondered if her Mom was looking out the window? ...but that€™s all another story€¦



€¦So, here we were with me tied up, all the lights on, the windows open and my cock in Mitzi€™s mouth. She looks up at me with my cock still in her mouth and then she pulls it aside and orders me in a stern, loud tone; €œDon€™t cum until I tell you it€™s OK!€  I said, €œDamn Mitzi, the windows are open, don€™t talk so loud.€ To which she replied; €œAND YOU CAN SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DO AS YOU€™RE TOLD YOU SHORT DICKED BASTARD!€



She yelled it out loud enough for the neighbors to all hear€¦even the ones who couldn€™t see us. But at the very least it attracted Mr. Reynolds to his window. I saw him pull a chair over to his window before he turned off his lights. We lived in €œcluster homes€ so they were built very close together€¦about 10 feet between our bedroom window and Mr. Reynolds€™ living room window. It was almost like he was sitting in our bedroom with us. Since he never ran his air conditioning, his windows remained wide open all the time. So there was no doubt that he could hear every word and no doubt in my mind that Mitzi intended for him (and anyone else) to hear every word!



I was now totally put in my place. Mitzi then untied my legs and ordered me to roll over onto my stomach. When I was on my stomach, she put several pillows under my pelvis, thrusting my ass high into the air. I honestly had no idea what she had in mind, but I was hoping that none of the other neighbors had come to investigate the yelling.



She blindfolded me. I heard her doing something in the bathroom but I couldn€™t tell just what. I know that I sure wished I could have just two minutes in the bathroom€¦my bladder was bursting! She spread my legs wide and tied my legs back to the bed post, face down on my stomach.





She climbed onto the bed on her knees. She was between my legs and forced my legs apart with hers. She placed one hand on my ass cheek. She placed the other one between my ass cheeks and I felt the warm jelly being rubbed around and finally into my asshole. Her fingers probed my asshole until she had two of them nearly all the way in. THIS was really making me need to piss€¦especially when her fingers traced across my prostate! DAMN! That will make a man piss when he DOESN€™T need to!



I wondered if Mr. Reynolds or any of the neighbors were enjoying watching me get my ass tickled in this manner? Before I could think any further I felt something huge at the door to my asshole! She rubbed it back and forth and around and around before she finally pulled my ass cheeks apart with both hands and slid this monster into my ass!



Now I figured it out€¦if she had BOTH hands on my ass cheeks€¦and something was sliding in and out of my ass€¦she MUST be wearing a strap-on!   I almost came at the sheer debauchery of it all! THIS was HOTTT!



Somehow she managed to slip off the strap while leaving that eight inch monster up my ass. She tied it onto my legs so that this big rubber cock was tied firmly up my ass! Every time I moved it was like I was being fucked!  It felt awesome!



Mitzi untied my legs once again and rolled me back over onto my back. This was quite a feeling to have this thing up my ass as I was moved around like a living sex toy. I still could not see what she had in mind next.



Suddenly I felt her hot pussy pressing against my face.  She pulled off my blindfold as she rubbed her pussy across my tongue and she played with her clit! She reached back and alternately played with my stiff cock and the rubber cock still up my ass.



She began to make noises similar to those from last night€™s session.  I was getting harder and beginning to really enjoy this monster up my ass.  Her excitement was increasing mine. I told her that I was about to cum and she said €œYOU€™LL CUM WHEN I FUCKING TELL YOU TO AND NOT BEFORE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOU SHORT-DICKED SON OF A BITCH?€



I still couldn€™t believe she was doing this with the windows open and the lights on!   Everybody in the neighborhood could hear her belittling me€¦and it made my cock harder and harder and I got closer and closer to cumming!



Then Mitzi ordered me to open my mouth for her juice. I was ready to catch her cum in my mouth and I knew it had to be a good orgasm based on her movements and screams! As she played with my cock, she rubbed her pussy across my mouth and face and gyrated it there. Suddenly she warned me€¦€Get Ready€¦€.  



The next thing I knew there was a flood of warm juices flowing into and around my mouth and face€¦WAY more than usual! Then I realized€¦she wasn€™t cumming€¦she was PISSING in my mouth! That sneaky bitch! I caught myself swallowing all that I could€¦to my surprise, I was REALLY liking this! I WANTED to drink Mitzi Owens€™s piss! WOW!!!!!



Mitzi must have felt my cock twitch because she squeezed it very tightly around the base and said €œYOU HAD BETTER NOT CUM YET YOU SISSY BASTARD! HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT FAT COCK UP YOUR ASS? THAT IS WHAT A COCK IS SUPPOSED TO LOOK LIKE, NOT LIKE YOUR USELESS LITTLE FOUR INCHES!



With that she slid down to where she could slide my cock into her pussy and as she did that she kissed me and I shared the remaining piss with her. It was a tender moment as well as a highly erotic one. I could NOT believe how hot her pussy felt around my stiff little cock!  Her pussy had never been this hot before.



She was riding me hard and fast as a woman can do when she€™s on top and in control. Mitzi has always loved this dominant position. This was also forcing that big black rubber cock in and out of my tight ass. It was like I was fucking and being fucked at the same time. (Something that we had come to thoroughly enjoy with real cocks, not just rubber ones).



I finally had to tell Mitzi€¦€I€™M CUMMMMMMING€¦€ She replied VERY loudly€¦€OH YES, YES, YES, FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD, CUM IN MY PUSSY WITH YOUR LITTLE COCK BABY...LET ME HAVE ALL FOUR INCHES! FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN WITH THAT SISSY LITTLE COCK BABY!



I screamed as I came like a little girl with her first real cock. I filled her pussy with a ton of hot cum! Mitzi was right€¦she had taught me something€¦the orgasm that results from a totally full bladder is more intense than any I have ever had! THAT was what she wanted me to experience! I will be eternally grateful! THIS was awesome!



As soon as my last spasm ceased, Mitzi practically jumped off of my cock and immediately pressed it onto my mouth as she reached down with both hands and opened her cunt to let my cum drip out of her pussy into my mouth! I slurped it up hungrily as if that cock had ejaculated into my mouth! (Which I have also come to enjoy immensely).  It was wonderful!  She came again and filled my mouth with her juices as well!



As soon as I had almost caught my breath I asked her€¦€ May I PLEASE go pee now?€

She slid my still hard cock back into her slick, sloppy pussy and started fucking me again.

I said €œBaby, I have GOT to pee NOW€€¦.She smiled at me and said €œGo Ahead€¦€ She meant right now€¦IN her pussy! THIS was going to be messy but FUN!



I started pissing€¦inside her pussy as she was riding my cock. My own piss was running back down all over my cock and balls and the crack of my ass, which by the way was still full of rubber cock. I can€™t describe how GREAT this feeling was. Mitzi said it felt like two dozen men cumming in her all at once.



I was pissing and pissing and pissing and it kept coming with lots of force! Suddenly without a word; Mitzi jumped off and grabbed my still pissing cock in her hand and pointed it at my face! It was so HOT! I arched my pelvis to help her aim it into my mouth. Mitzi holding my stiff cock while I was pissing was hot enough€¦ but pissing into my own mouth was totally wonderful! It kept pissing€¦I had NO control over it!  Mitzi finally couldn€™t resist the eroticism of it any longer and lowered her head onto my still pissing cock and let it empty into her mouth.



In true Mitzi Owens fashion, she held a mouthful of my piss and kissed me passionately, forcing me to once again swallow my own piss.



I guess we sort of passed out, because after she untied me, I don€™t remember anything until the morning sun and the neighbor mowing his lawn right outside woke us up as we lay there naked in the sunshine€¦windows still wide open!



Although nothing is ever the same as the first time, this opened our horizons to include many kinky and erotic encounters with water sports, golden showers, swinging, cream pies, snowballing and all manner of group sex.



We are no longer married but I hope she is still a hot whore and enjoying a variety of sexual escapades and partners.



Thanks Mit! And I hope all of your cocks these days a huge, hard, long lasting and all your lovers are kinky!

  ThomasJohn

 

Park Stud

Max Rubin on Wife Stories

My wife and I were walking in the neighborhood park when we heard a woman moan.  The sound seemed to come from an enormous juniper hedge just off the path. We had both heard the rumors of muggings and even rapes that had supposedly taken place in the park, so we were concerned. My wife went off the path towards the hedge. I followed. It took us some time to find an opening, and this was little more than a crawlspace. My wife crawled in. I went after her, taking advantage of the opportunity to get a close-up view of her full, round ass in gray sweat shorts.

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">            The crawl space did not lead to the other side of the hedge, but to a kind of cave-like space within it.  There was an opening here an there, like windows, from which you could see into a hidden garden. It was not much of a garden, just some unmown grass, a few large flat rocks. Near the rocks stood a man and a woman kissing.

My wife and I had seen both of them walking in the park before, just never together. We usually saw the woman walking with her husband, pushing her baby in a baby carriage.  We had chatted with them once or twice, and I had wondered how two blonde-haired, blue-eyed people had wound up with an olive-skinned, black-haired baby. Had I not seen the woman pregnant a few months before, I would have assumed that they had adopted it. Now I understood that the baby was probably not her husband’s at all, but the child of this man she was now kissing, who also had black hair and olive skin.

            When we saw the man he was usually running. He ran countless laps, always shirtless, and his face and body were so perfect that I had always thought he must be an underwear model or something. Sometimes when he ran past us, I would glance at my wife, to see what her reaction was to him. I was secretly jealous. I felt sure she was looking at him, that there was desire in her eyes. When I finally asked her how she felt about the man, she shrugged as though she had not paid him a thought.

            It was obvious enough to us no that this was the woman who had moaned, and that her moan had not been one of pain—or at least not a bad kind of pain. She moaned again, as if to reassure us that this was the case, as she kissed his muscular neck.  I had always thought the woman was very pretty, and now I was burning with envy as she kissed the man’s brown chest, sucked on his nipples, bit each “can” of his “six pack.” She paused to strip off her clothes. Her body was very different from my wife’s. She was thin, pale, with small breasts and narrow hips, while my wife was full-figured, with café-au-lait-colored skin, broad hips and full breasts—an oldfashioned beauty, the sort of woman who looks like she’s designed to bear children.  But I thought both this woman and my wife were beautiful in their different ways. This woman’s body reminded me of a girl’s, only beginning to develop. Were it not for the faint remnants of stretch marks, I would not have believed that she’d so recently had a baby.

            With her girl-like body now naked, she went down on to her knees before the man. While tonguing his belly button, she tugged down his jogging shorts. He was wearing a jock strap beneath. The white straps cut across his hard brown ass. The mesh pouch up front was bulging. The blonde woman slipped her fingers beneath the waistband and pulled down his jock strap. Out flopped his half-hard cock. How big it was, I don’t know.  It was probably quite big. It was certainly bigger than my six-incher, but it was difficult to tell exactly, partly because the size of his body no doubt made his cock look smaller than it was, but mainly because his balls were so big. They seemed almost out of proportion to the size of his cock. They reminded me of the testicles one sees on a stud bull or stallion. It was his balls, more than his cock even, that had been filling up the pouch of his jock strap.

            The woman licked and sucked at his balls, taking one into her little mouth, and then the other. To take them both in at once would have been impossible. She began running her little pink tongue up and down the length of his cock, which was now getting hard. She took the head between her lips. He slipped his fingers into the loose knot of silky blonde hair behind her head, and pushed his cock into her mouth.

            I thought my wife would be offended by all of this. She has always disapproved of marital infidelity in general, and she has always said that sucking penis is degrading to women. I was sure the way he had her head palmed in his big hand and was pushing it back and forth on his cock would offend her especially. And so I was surprised when I glanced over and saw my wife entranced by what she was seeing. Her full lips were parted. Her dark eyes were wide, the pupils dilated so that they looked almost black. Her chest was heaving. She could not quite catch her breath. She was holding on one of the juniper branches so tightly that her knuckles had gone white. I had never seen her this way before. She was so caught up in watching the couple that she didn’t even realize I was staring at her.

            When I looked again out though the branches, I saw the woman was on her hands and knees, and the man was behind her on his knees (his jock straps and shorts still down around his ankles) positioning himself to push his cock into her pussy. Though I knew she’d just had a baby, I was scared for her. He was so big, and she was so thin and frail and girl-like, with those narrow hips, that I half-thought that he would tear her apart. But when I leaned a little to the side, I could see that her pussy looked swollen, open, red, glistening with wetness—ready for him.  He slipped into her easily. She moaned and clawed at the long grass, pulling out handfuls. He pounded away at her, his pelvis slapping against her small, girl-like ass. I stole glances of my wife, who had pressed her hand to her chest, as though her heart hurt.  

I don’t know how much time passed. I don’t how many times I thought that the blonde woman must be coming, judging by the way she moaned and panted and cried out, when the man, who had not said a word until now, asked,

            “Do you want it?”

            “God yes,” she said between clenched teeth.

            She thrust her ass back and up. He drove his cock in to the hilt, stiffened, and stiffened again. He was holding her by the pelvis to keep himself in as deep as possible. When he finally relaxed and slipped out of her, a long thick strand of semen hung between the head of his cock and her swollen pussy. He wiped it on her ass, leaving a wet shiny smear on her white skin. He stood, pulled up his jock strap, arranging his big cock and balls to fit them inside the pouch, and then pulled up his shorts. He resumed his jog, going out the garden gate on the far side of the hidden garden.

            The blond woman lay on the grass, which was all torn up from her clawing and tearing at it. She felt around for her clothes. She slipped on her panties inside out, put on her shorts. She found her bra and stuffed it into her bag. She put on her t-shirt without it, so her little breasts hung loose, and we could still see their forms, the still-erect nipples, through the thin fabric of the shirt. She put back on her socks and her walking shoes. She then stood and went to what I had been too busy watching her and the man to notice before: a baby carriage. The same baby carriage that she sometimes pushed with her husband.  She leaned over the opening of the carriage, made some funny faces to her baby, talked-baby talk to it, reached in to carress it..  As she pushed the carriage towards the gate, humming a tune, I could see a big wet mark on the crotch of her walking shorts where the man’s semen was dripping out of her.

            My wife said very little about what we had seen. When I asked her if it had excited her, she shrugged and said, “Of course not.” I tried to make love to her, hoping that what we had seen had put her in the mood, but she pushed me away, as usual, telling me she didn’t feel like it. She went to take a bath, and stayed in much longer than usual. . 

The following day was Monday. As I work late, my wife usually goes to the park alone on weekdays. She’s concerned about her weight, though I tell her again and again her full figured body is sexy. 

All morning at work I was worried of what might happen if my wife saw the man while at the park. Would she make eyes at him? Would she make some excuse to speak to him? How far would she go?

            After lunch I went to my boss and asked him for the afternoon off. He gave it to me. When I mentioned that I might need several afternoons, he told me to take them and not to worry.  I’d always been a good, reliable worker, and he wanted to show his appreciation.

            I was waiting at the park, sitting in a gazebo where I knew my wife never went.. When my wife arrived at the park, she was dressed as usual, in gray sweat shorts, a black t-shirt, and walking shoes. Her body was smooth and soft and full.

            She began to walk our usual route. I could see her all the while from the gazebo. She was on her second lap when the man, running shirtless as usual, ran past her. Even from a distance I could see she was watching him from behind, admiring the breadth of his shoulders, the tapering waist, the muscled ass and legs. Still, I was surprised when she began running after him. My wife never jogs. She had to practically sprint to catch up with him, and when she finally alongside him it was difficult for her to keep up. When it seemed that he would leave her behind, she grabbed his hand. This slowed him down. He smiled, but did not seem especially surprised.  They jogged, more slowly now, hand in hand to the gate of the hidden garden.

            I ran as fast as I could to the opening in the hedge we’d found the day before. By the time I got there, they were already kissing. My wife had never kissed me the way she was kissing him. She looked hungry. She bit and sucked on his lips. She licked his neck. She then stood back, remembering what the blonde woman had done, and removed her clothes. In a moment my wife’s full light-brown breasts, with nipples only a half-shade darker, were exposed in the sunlight. She was naked except for a pair of gray cotton panties. She licked his sweaty brown chest, sucked at his big dark-brown nipples, bit at each “can” of his “sixpack,” just as the blonde woman had done—play-biting at them, sucking and licking the sweat out of the ridges between.

            She went down on her knees. She tongued his bellybutton, tugged down his shorts and jockstrap all at once. Out flopped his fat, half-hard cock, those tremendous balls. For a moment she just stared at it. She closed her eyes and licked his cock. Her nostrils flared and quivered. The cock-smell must have been very strong, with all the sweat and running. She licked his balls, took one, then the other into her mouth. She ran her pink tongue up the length of his shaft. She kissed and sucked at the throbbing head. In a moment he’d worked his fingers into my wife’s thick dark hair, pushed her head onto his cock, and was fucking her mouth, or rather having her fuck him with her mouth. Nothing on him moved but his hand, and that only enough to guide her head back and forth.

My wife hardly ever sucks me, and she had never sucked me the way she was doing this guy. You could see her tongue working inside her cheek as she swirled it around the head of his cock. She deep throated him, so that her lips touched the stubble of his pubic hair. Every so often she paused to lick and kiss the throbbing veiny shaft.  But mostly she simply sucked, moving her head back and for to the rhythm set by the pressure of his hand. The man closed his eyes, tilted his head back, looked down to admire the beautiful woman who was my wife, sucking his cock so hungrily. He closed his eyes again, tensed. Every muscle on his sweaty muscled body stood out. He groaned, holding my wife firmly by the head. I wanted to call out then, to put a stop to it. But it was too late. He was coming into my wife's mouth.

            “Mmm,” she mewled, taking his hard muscled ass into her hands to hold him close.  “Mmm.” 

She swallowed again and again, but could not swallow fast enough. A trickled of semen ran out the corner of her mouth. She licked it back in quickly with her tongue. When she saw a little remaining semen about to drip from his cock, now only half hard again, she lapped that up too.

            He pulled up his jockstrap and shorts, did a couple of stretches. My wife, still on her knees, watced his muscular body flex with awe. He was about to resume his jog when he noticed my wife’s eyes were very bright.. Between her legs a dark wet patch soaked her panties. She looked down where he was looking, saw how wet she was, covered the spot with her hands, and blushed pink in a way that I’d never seen her blush before.

            “Look,” he said, feeling sorry for her.  “I’ve got three more laps. If you like, I can come back when I’m done and . . ..”

            My wife nodded rapidly. Her eyes lit up even more. She smiled. (She has a very beautiful smile).  

            The man ran out the gate and resumed his jog. My wife slipped on her t-shirt, not bothering with the bra or her shorts. She took from her bag a condom, not the condoms that I use on her, but  some she’d bought especially for the occasion, the extra-large size. After a moment’s hesitation she tore open the foil packet, took the condom out. She was sitting on one of the stones, her legs spread without her seeming to notice it. The wet patch at the crotch of her panties had grown bigger than ever. The entire front of her panties was soaked, made transparent with wetness, so that the dark area of her pubic hair was visible through the fabric.

            She fidgeted, looked at the gate. She touched herself, again without thinking about it, then caught herself and stopped, wanting to save herself for him.  She stood, paced the grassy area, still torn up looking by the other woman. She found a patch, a little closer to where I was, that was fresher looking. When the man ran back in through the gate, she pulled off the shirt at once, again exposing her breasts.  She pulled off her panties too. Her black pubic hair was glistening, the curls nearest her slit already wet. 

The man actually took off his running shoes as he sized up my wife, who was waiting to be fucked.  He removed his shorts and jock strap, stood before her with nearly hard cock and those tremendous balls.  At the sight of them my wife put her hand behind her back, dropped the condom into the long grass.

            I was worried. She wasn’t on the pill. I thought about coming out of the bushes, putting a stop to what was about to happen, or at least trying to. But then I remembered how when we were first married she sometimes let me fuck her without a condom if I agreed to pull out before I came. I thought maybe she would do that.

            I have always thought my wife’s pussy was small and tight. It had always felt that way to me on those rare occasions when she let me fuck her. It had never occurred to me that her pussy felt small and tight because she was never very excited. Now, as she went down on her elbows and held her full round ass up for him, I could see her pussy was open, swollen, glistening wet, and very red against the black of her pubic hair. It looked inflamed. Hot. He went down on his knees behind her, slipped his big cock into her easily. It made a wet sloshing sound as it went in, as though he were dipping his cock into liquid.

            “Jesus, you’re wet,” he said under his breath.

            He fucked her much as he had the blonde woman, and she seemed to enjoy it even more. She too tore out handfuls of grass. She too thrust her ass back and up to meet his thrusts. I had never seen her this way before. She was making all sorts of sounds that I had never heard before—sounds so different than the feeble attempts at faking orgasms she’d made with me. She moaned. She screamed. She said, “Oh Jesus” and “Oh God,” and especially “fuck me, fuck me,” over and over.  She cried out, "No!," then "Yes, yes, yes!"  She said she’d never been fucked this way before. When she began to get really loud he told her that she needed to keep it down. The people walking on the track might hear. She bit her finger, but still she made sounds. She whimpered, she sighed, she cooed and oooohed and ahhhhed. All the while her pussy made that wet shoshing sound as he fucked it. “God I’m going to cum,” she said. “I’m going to cum . . . I’m going to. . . “ She bit her finger. She screamed onto her finger.

            “Do you want it?”

            “God yes,” she said in a voice that did not sound like her own.

            Again I wanted to call out, run out of the juniper hedge and push him away from her. But I just sat there, paralyzed by the site of of my wife's ecstacy with another man. He grabbed her by the pelvis—much wider than the blonde’s pelvis had been—and plunged as deeply as he could go. His whole body stiffened. He was coming into my wife's pussy--something she'd never let me do. She wasn't on the pill. He was filling her with his sperm, and she was loving it.  She was panting, sweating, smiling.

            “I can feel it shooting inside of me,” she said, laughing.

            He pulled out. There was a strand of thick white semen dangling from his cock. He wiped it on her ass,  leaving a wet smear. He dressed, and jogged away.. My wife, like the blond, did not recover so quickly. She lay on the grass a long time, sighing. Her legs were spread. Semen oozed out of her pussy, pearly white against her black pubic hair.  When she finally got dressed and left, the crotch of her sweat shorts were soaked. I ran out from my hiding place in the hedge just in time to see her leaving the park. She was blushing, discreetly trying to cover her soaked crotch with her hand. The other walkers were staring at her. One woman--a very pretty brunette--gave her a knowing smile.

            I went to the juniper hedge every afternoon for the rest of the week. I watched the man fuck my wife again and again. He fucked her standing up against the rocks. He had her sit on top of him and fucked her from below. He fucked her doggie-style again. She sucked him off I don’t know how many times. (One evening when I gave her a hug she burped and her breath smelled of his cum).  But mostly he fucked her in the good old fashioned missionary position. She had always told me that she found missionary style degrading, but she seemed to like that best with him.  

            So my view was mainly one of his broad back, her shapely hands caressing it and clawing at it; his hard brown ass pumping away between her legs, with my wife’s full thighs spread wide on either side; his enormous balls just below, with an occasional peek of her pussy stretched around the thick veiny shaft of his cock, and, more often, her asshole, as he moved in and out of her.

            I once saw while she was coming for the umpteenth time something I could hardly believe: a big brown turd oozed out of her asshole. He had quite literally fucked the shit out of her. She was so embarrassed when she realized what she’d done that she turned deep red. She apologized, cursed herself under her breath.  He told her not to worry about it, like someone who’d seen such things happen before. Evidently to prove to her that he didn’t think she was disgusting, he had her wipe herself clean, led her to a clean area of grass,  and  gave her a good long ass-fucking. Needless to say she'd never let me do that before either. She screamed, biting her finger all while, with a combination of pain and pleasure. She left the park with his semen oozing out of both holes that day.

            I often was not alone in the cave-like opening inside the hedge. Old men whom I had seen sitting on park benches, boys I’d seen skate boarding, young bachelors who took evening strolls, men who normally walked with their wives, including the husband of that blond, were often kneeling beside me, watching my wife get fucked in every possible manner. They undid their pants, pulled out their cocks, and beat off to the sight of her being fucked, coming as my wife came, soaking the earth with their semen.

            On one occasion my wife was waiting on the rocks for the man when a woman appeared in the hidden garden, not the blonde woman, but a good-looking redhead we’d seen jogging before. My wife was half-jealous, half ashamed, judging by the pink color of her face and her flustered expression. The red-head sighed, reached into her fanny pack, and took out a quarter.

            “Heads or tails?”

            “I beg your pardon?” asked my wife.

            “Call it. If you win you get your choice, his cock or his mouth.”

            The redhead prepared to throw the coin. My wife, not knowing what else to do, called out, “Tails!”

            “Too bad for you. It’s heads." She showed her the coin on the back of her hand.  "I want his cock. I need a good cock today. Don’t feel bad though. He’s very good with his tongue, you know. But you don't know, do you? Oh! You’re in for a treat.”

            When the man arrived, he did not seem at all surprised that two beautiful women, one of them married, were waiting to be fucked. They both began kissing him, my wife taking one side of his neck, the red head the other. They each took a nipple, each took a ball. They took turns sucking at his cock, and licked it at the same time, their tongues meeting at the top.  When it was good and hard, he lay down on the grass. The red head sat on his cock, my wife on his face. They faced each other as they rode him, each bouncing up and down, my wife's full breasts bouncing on one side, the red head’s smaller perkier tits jiggling on the other. They came at the same time, and afterwards rested their foreheads together.  

            At home my wife was relaxed, happy, more satisfied than I had ever seen her. She was kinder to me, and though she still did not fuck me very often, and then always with a condom, faking her orgasm to get me to come more quickly, she did show a kind of motherly-sisterly affection towards me. She even jacked me off and sucked me now and then, always careful to avoid getting my semen into her mouth, no doubt feeling sorry for me, now that she understood something of how I must feel.

            Soon her belly began to swell. Her breast and thighs grew heavy. When she finally announced to me that she was pregnant, she said that the condom must have leaked. She seemed very happy.

            And so now when we walk in the park together and pass the blond woman and her husband, my wife--waddling along with some difficulty these days--touches her swollen belly and smiles, and the blonde, whose belly is also swollen again, does the same, as though they’re sharing a secret.

            And so now, when we pass the juniper hedge and hear a woman moan, my wife only sighs, no doubt wishing that it was she who was being fucked.  

             

 

                

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Joy being a slut

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Joy and I always went out on Friday night to have a good time. Joy always wore very sexy and revealing clothes with no bra or panties. We went to clubs, parties and swimming in the nude. Joy liked to go out with her girl friends twice a month and would get home about four in the morning having that fucked look about her. She would tell me that one of her friends liked to eat pussy and so I let it pass. After several months of this she ask me if she could fuck another man. I thought for awhile and got so turned on I told her yes but I wanted to watch. 

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She had a couple of guys she wanted to fuck and said she would set it up. A week past and she came home and told me she had fucked a guy at work because that was the only way she could talk him in to letting me watch. We met at a club and he was a tall guy and I could tell he wore no shorts because I could see his cock pretty good and it looked huge. We were getting pretty drunk and he was ready to fuck her. I had my truck outside and I told him to fuck her in the back. It had a camper cover so they got in while I watched through the window.
 
She pulled his cock out and it was about 9 inches. She started sucking it till it was hard and then pulled her dress up and told him  "fuck me now". He put her on her back and shoved that giant cock in. Watching him pump that cock in and out of Joy was making my cock hurt and I pulled it out and started jacking off. I soon shot my load and he was still pounding that big dick in Joy. I decided to go back in the bar and get a beer. As I came out he was crawling out of the truck with his cock hanging out of his pants . As he put it up he said thanks and walked off. 
 
Joy was on her phone and as I walked up she told me we were going to another guys house because she wanted more cock. She drove and I kept drinking. She got out and told me to wait. About twenty minutes later she came and got me. As I came up to the door I saw a black man. Joy turned around to me and said I'm going to fuck him and you can do what you want. I was too drunk too really care so I walk in said hello and went to his kitchen to get a drink. There was an old man in there and he offered me a beer. As I turned around the other man was standing up and Joy was on her knees sucking his cock. I could see cum oozing out of her mouth. As I sat down at the table I saw the old man has his cock out jacking off.
 
He looked at me and said he was going to fuck her too. As I looked at his cock I could see why she wanted to fuck him as his cock was really long and round. He could barely fit his hand around it. I looked back at Joy and she was laying on the floor and the black guy was fucking the shit out of her. I have never heard her screaming like that. I was about to cum in my pants so I pulled my cock out to jack off again. When I looked up and Joy and the black dude was standing in front of me. Joy told me to suck his dick and I told her no but they both grabbed me and held me tight and then the old man got up and put his cock against my lips. I wouldn't open my mouth so Joy slapped me and as I opened my mouth he put his cock in.
 
I began to choke it was so big. But to tell the truth I was really turned on. I had never sucked a cock before but after shot a load of cum in my mouth. I told Joy I would suck the big black so she could fuck him again. Joy fucked them several more times and I would suck one while Joy fucked the other so she would have a hard dick to fuck. The old guy had to be 70 but he had one hell of a cock. After that Joy fucked them two or three times a week and I went along to suck their dicks for her. 
 
It wasn't long before they began inviting their friends over to fuck Joy too. I know one night there must have been 10 to 15 guys there taking turns fucking her. We both have a great time going over there and love seeing her being filled with cum and covered in their cum.
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