o cry,
My soul shined so bright

“i accept this token
of the love we share
our bonds, unbroken
i share always wear

i pledge to You
my heart, unforsaken
my life, anew
will never be forsaken”

Toward You, i bow
Offering You everything
For I belong to You now
Which makes my heart sing

“With this collar I pledge
we’ll never be apart,
may no wedge
separate your heart from my heart”

my eyes fill with joyful tears
my journey now done
After all these years
My heart, You have won

“i except this collar, Ma’am
my pledge I give
For a sub is who I am
i give to You my life”

In place, You lock it
With great care
It was a perfect fit
i shall always wear

You lift me up high
In Your warm embrace
i knew, with a sigh
i have found my place.

in a warm, quiet bath like this, after her workouts in the gym.  Her long, raven tresses were pinned up, tight around her head, and she wriggled around in the scented water, surrounded by candle light, as she trailed her hands up and down her smooth, muscular thighs and stomach.  Massaging them.  Squeezing her own nipples.  Teasing herself.  Planning what she was going to do with her slaves this evening.  Especially the new one, the female.  Oh yes, she was going to be fun to train.
 
Deciding her bath was done, Mistress stood carefully, and stepped out, onto the bathmat.  Immediately, her male slave arose from his crouched position, with a fresh towel, and began drying her.  His eyes remained downcast, as trained, staring only at the floor -- not permitted to look at Mistress, as he dried her.  A perfectly choreographed dance.  She lifted her left arm, and his hand was already moving toward her with the towel, to dry her arm, her armpit, down the left side.  Blotting every drop of scented water from her skin.  She lowered her left arm, and lifted the right one, and her slave was already blotting her forearm, her firm triceps, and down the right side.  Suddenly, the towel slipped, and for a moment, his fingers touched Mistress' skin, on the flare of her hip, just below her tiny waist.  She did not react, but the slave quickly recovered the towel, and continued drying.  Wiping down her hips, her buttocks, the backs of her thighs, crouching again to the floor as he gently rubbed her firm calves, her slim ankles.  Then she turned, and he stood again, blotting water off her face, her neck, both her breasts, down her smooth tummy.  Her smooth mound -- permanently depilated, like the rest of her.  Soft, satiny, almost shiny in the moist air.  The slave crouched on the floor, drying between her toes, even as she stood.  Then, finished, he folded the towel, held it close against his chest, and knelt, awaiting further orders.
 
"Stand, vomit," Mistress Black said.  She rarely used his slave name, except when she was about to punish him.  Of course, he knew why.  "Extend your hands, fingers out."  He set the towel near the bathtub, and held his hands up, elbows low and bent, wrists at a right angle, fingers outstretched.  Mistress reached to the wall and retrieved the riding crop.  Every room had a riding crop, hanging on the wall.  Always ready.  Ready for Mistress to administer discipline, punishment, whenever she chose.

Thwack!  "Never,"  Thwack!  "ever,"  Thwack!  "EVER!"  Thwack!  "touch me with your hands, without permission, slave!"

vomit felt his fingertips stinging, raging with pain, and fought back tears.

"On the floor.  Back against the toilet.  NOW!"

He dropped to hands and knees, and scurried across the bathroom to comply.  Mistress usually relieved herself after a bath, and the slave opened his mouth wide to receive her golden nectar.  He closed his eyes tight, not permitted to gaze at Mistress Black's smooth, muscular beauty.
 
"Close your mouth, slave!" she commanded.

He obeyed, and felt himself being showered with Mistress' pee, spraying all over his face, his shaved head, down his torso.  Dripping down his arms, his legs.  The scent of her piss made his cock want to rise, and he had to fight hard to keep it soft, even as his gasps for breath snuffled the droplets of her pee, noisily, into his nostrils.  His mouth tightened with the effort, of remaining soft... and quiet...  Suppressing the need to open his mouth, and feel the long, warm stream against his tongue, down his throat, warming his insides, soothing him...  All denied...  Denied, and dribbling down his chin and neck, onto the floor... cooling...

"Now," Mistress said, "Clean up this mess.  With your tongue, slave.  Every drop.  Lick it up -- but you're NOT allowed to swallow!"  She chuckled.  "Your punishment.  Spit EVERY drop into the toilet.  Then do your usual clean-up."  She reached a hand into the bathwater and splashed it a couple of times.  "And wash yourself up.  You're disgusting!  You can use TWO handfuls of my bathwater, no more!"

"Yes, Mistress," vomit answered.

"Did I say you could speak?"  Mistress raised her hand, ready to deliver a blow if the slave replied.  Wisely, he only shook his head.  Good.  She wasn't feeling kindly enough to the little slug to hurt her hand enough to punish him.

The slave leaned forward, and began licking Mistress Black's pee off the floor tiles.  Getting a mouthful, crawling over to the toilet, spitting.

Of course, since he was of no use for dressing her, Mistress had to put on her bathrobe herself.  He would suffer more for that... later...

She walked out the door, down the hall, to the living room.  Her easy chair was properly arranged, with a glass of Chablis and a small plate of grapes and cheese.  Mistress eased herself down into the chair, enjoying the soft embrace of the smooth leather surface.

"Would Mistress like this slave to brush out her hair?"

The voice came from behind Mistress Black.  Her new slave, Sheila.  The young auburn-haired woman didn't have a slave name, yet.  She had not yet shown Mistress, what she would find to be truly demeaning.

"You will kneel in front of me, before you dare speak to me, slave," Mistress replied.  "Bring the riding crop from the wall behind you."

In a moment, Sheila appeared before Mistress, in a tight French maid's uniform, made entirely of rubber.  The skirt was short, not quite long enough to cover her closely shaved pussy in front, nor her smooth, round buttocks in back.  She knelt in front of the chair, arms extended up and forward, holding the riding crop high and horizontal.

"Not quite level, slave," Mistress chided her.  "Which end should be higher?  THINK!  Correct it, NOW!"

Flustered, Sheila looked up at the riding crop, trying to figure which hand needed to be raised.

"Eyes DOWN!  Learn to do it by feel!" Mistress Black commanded.

Sheila looked at the rug beneath her, carefully imagining what her hands must look like.  Right side higher, she guessed... hoped...  She raised the left side, just a little.  And waited.  She could hear the clock over the mantle, counting off the seconds.  Tick, one...  Tick, two...  Had she gotten it right?

Suddenly, she felt the crop removed from her hands.

"Better..." Mistress began, "but not high enough."  Thwack!  She struck Sheila's left hand, the blow stinging against her knuckles.  "You will try harder, next time."

"Y--"  Sheila cut herself off before getting too far with her response of "Yes, Mistress."  She pressed her lips tightly together and nodded.

"Good girl," said Mistress.  "Now, straddle my right foot.  Push your pussy down onto it."  Sheila walked forward on her knees, and sank down onto Mistress' foot.  "That's right, get it deep up inside there."

Mistress gently stroked Sheila's left cheek with the riding crop, teasing her.  Then the right cheek, as she sank deeper onto Mistress' toes, wiggled her hips, then sank further, her own buttocks pressed against the backs of her high-heeled pumps.  Mistress wiggled her toes, and Sheila gasped, trying to hold her hips still.  Staring at the floor, struggling NOT to look at Mistress' strong, smooth thighs.  Mistress Black pushed her foot up... and down... up... and down...  Tears formed in Sheila's eyes, as she tried to suppress the need to squeal, to moan...  Up... and down...  Suddenly, she felt a pulling, a drawing, as Mistress removed her foot from Sheila's cunt.

"I need a foot massage, slave," Mistress said, still caressing Sheila's face, one side then the other, with the riding crop.  "With your tongue, and your fingers.  Down on the floor, NOW, and please your mistress!"

"Y--"  Ohhh, so hard to stop speaking!  Sheila dropped immediately, face to Mistress' wet foot, and began kneading her toes, squeezing, licking and kissing.  Tasting her own juices on Mistress' foot.

vomit appeared from the next room, smelling slightly of strawberry bubble bath, crawling across the floor and carrying a cell phone.  He stopped near Mistress' chair, still looking downward, and held the phone up to Mistress.

"Who is it?" Mistress demanded.  "Answer, slave."

"It is MzDominica, Mistress," vomit replied.  He still held the phone high, and Mistress Black could see from the display that the "mute" button was activated.  She took the phone from vomit, and he curled to the floor in a little ball, awaiting instructions.

A click of the button, and Mistress Black answered, pleasantly.  "Hello, MzDominica!  How are you?"

"I am fine, Mistress Black.  Thanks for asking.  You are well too?"

"Oh yes!  Just enjoying a quiet evening at home."  Sheila had completely cleaned all her juices off Mistress Black's right foot.  Mistress slapped the girl's buttock with the crop, and presented her left foot, wiggling her toes slightly.  She was pleased when Sheila crawled forward again, rose upward, and pushed her cunt down onto Mistress' left foot, eyes on the floor.

"Mmmmm... I'm sure it's a lot like MY quiet evenings at home," Dominica replied.  "I wanted to talk about the slaves you have been sending my way."

"Yes...?" Mistress Black replied.

"They have been very responsive!  And very helpful with the spring planting, and tending crops through the summer..."

"I'm glad to hear that!"

"Yes...  A session or two in your 'decompression chambers,' and they somehow find themselves taking a long drive up in the mountains, looking for a vacation for a week or two."  MzDominica chuckled.  "Of course, once they've been here a while, and I've got them thoroughly trained, I send them back out!  With more... complicated tasks to perform..."

"Then our agreement is working out!" Mistress Black concluded.

There was a brief silence at the other end of the phone.

"Mistress Black," Dominica continued.  "Since fall began, the number of new slaves has been dropping...  Are you experiencing some kind of a problem?"

"No..." Mistress Black replied, "no problems.  The relaxation chambers are working fine, and business is great, at all 800 of my franchises."

"Then why have the slaves stopped coming?" Dominica asked.

Mistress Black pulled her left foot out of Sheila's pussy, and gently tapped the back of her head with the riding crop.  The girl knelt down on all fours and began kneading and sucking Mistress' left foot.

"I'm surprised to hear that," Mistress Black said, flatly.  "I'll have to check into it."

Another pause at the other end.

"Please do," MzDominica continued.  "I have a large harvest that needs to be gotten in!"

"Certainly, MzDominica," Mistress Black said.  "I'm glad you brought this to my attention.  Mmmmm... I need to hang up now, something's come up."

"Of course," said MzDominica.  "I'll talk to you later."

Mistress Black pressed the button to disconnect, and tapped the cell phone on the top of vomit's bald head.  He reached up and took the phone.  Mistress then returned her attentions to the panting maid in front of her.  She laughed, quietly.

A thousand miles away, MzDominica pressed a button on her phone.  She looked at her accountant, who knelt at her feet, also awaiting orders.  "Find out what's going on," she said.

"Yes, Mistress," the slave replied.  He crawled out of Dominica's office, through the tiny slave door.  Once inside his own office, he stood up, picked up his own phone, and dialed a number.  "This is 27.  You must obey Dominica.  Execute protocol 77."

"I must obey Dominica," came the voice from the other end.  "It will be done."

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More to come, later!

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o more than 100 pounds.  And for her size, she had naturally large breasts.  Not huge, but just that perfect size where they could be just a handful and that was just the perfect size for Charlie.  She was also a counselor and was nearly six years older than he was.  Although Meredith was shorter and thinner than Charlie was used to, he still found himself extremely attracted to her and as they began talking, they found themselves instnatly connected to one another.  The two spent the last couple of days they had together laughing and joking around, and just enjoying having one another.  As the last day of camp approached, they began saying there good byes and parted ways, knowing a lifelong friendship had been discovered.

The years passed by, one by one.  Charlie had been with a couple of women, some of whom he had deeply loved and cared for.  Meredith also had the same future.  Although she was at college and he was still only in high school, they kept there friendship strong and even threw in some times of flirting.  This was very interesting because they only actually spoke a couple of times and never saw each other after camp.  There only real conversations were over the internet.  It was around his first year of community college where Charlie had some problems and it was time for him to make a decision.

Charlies girlfriend had just broken up with him and he was torn apart.  Fresh into college and struggling to survive, he knew it was time for him to make a decision.  Go away to college or join the military.  He decided to apply to the same college Meredith was at and if he didnt get in, he would join the military.  Lucky for him, he got in.  It took only a matter of a week for him and Meredith to get together.  Instantly, old flames were rekindled and the attraction Charlie had forgotten about was instantly burned into the forward of his mind.  They spent the next couple of weeks going out and having fun together.  After a while, Charlie decided it was time to make a move that was six years in the making. 

The two went out on a date together like usual.  Just dinner and laughing and having fun.  Charlie walked Meredith up to her dorm and walked her to her door.  Meredith invited him in just to hang out for a little while longer.  Of course Charlie took the invite and decided this would be the time to make his move.  As the door closed behind him, Charlie grabbed Meredith by the arm and slowly turned her around and faced her.  There eyes gazed into each other, and they began to slowly lean in to one another and there lips soon met.  The two engaged in a long, passionate kiss.  A kiss they could both tell was long in the making. 

The couple began kissing faster and faster with more and more passion.  There tongues collided with another.  There kisses wet and rough.  They began taking eachothers clothes off.  Charlie reached down around Meredith's waist and grabbed her shirt and threw it up over her head, along with her bra.  He cupped her breasts in his hands and slowly began kissing her neck and chest.  Meredith grabbed Charlie by the head and pulled him up to her and threw off his shirt.  They kissed again and Charlie went back to her chest and began kissing her soft, full breasts.  Those breasts he had thought about for 6 long years.  He took her small, pink nipple and placed his tongue around it.  He swirled it around and sucked on it and listened as Meredith moaned his name and forced his mouth on her breasts.  He layed her down on the bed and kissed her stomach.

As he reached her waistline he began to unbutton and unzip her pants while still kissing her stomach.  He pulled her toward him and slowly pulled off her pants, exposing her true, naked beauty.  He stared in awe at her full, shaven, perfect naked body.  It was the most perfect thing he had seen.  Charlie began to kiss her legs and inner thighs, slowly working his way up to her soft, wet, pink treasure.  He began to kiss and lick her pussy all over.  He worked his way around her clit and up and down her lips.  Meredith moaned and begged for more.  He kept going on and listening to her moan and tasting her sweet juices.  All of the sudden, she grabbed his head and held it in one spot as her back arched and she lost her breath.  She screamed "oh fuck!" as she came all over his mouth.  As she caught her breath she looked at him and said "my turn".

Charlie layed down on the bed and she ripped his pants off as fast as she could. She kissed him all around his cock.  All the way up and down his long hard shaft.  As she kissed his cock he begged her to take it in her mouth.  Meredith obliged the request and stuck all of his cock in her mouth.  As she did, she swirled her tongue all over the head of his cock and he could feel all of the wetness and warmth from her mouth.  He had never gotten such amazing head and couldnt believe how good it felt.  Meredith continued to suck on his cock and stroke his shaft as her mouth went up and down on his head. 

After becoming harder then he had ever been before, he grabbed Meredith by the head and pulled her up to him.  Charlie spread her legs over him and positioned his cock at the entry point of her dripping pussy.  He slowly entered her, feeling every soft inch of her depths.  They both let out a gasp as they felt each others most intimate parts connect.  They slowly rocked together, feeling his cock go in and out of her as she rode him.  Charlie just starred at how beautiful Meredith was.  Her full breasts bouncing in his face.  He took one of them into his mouth and she let out a gasp as his cock hit her g-spot and his tongue grazed her extremely sensitive nipple.  Meredith rode his cock for what seemed like forever.  After so long, she couldn't take it anymore.  She stoped, looked at Charlie and sad "get on top of me and pound me!". 

They switched positions and he inserted his member into her still dripping wet pussy.  He began pounding his cock as deep as he could it would go into her hot hole.  He pounded as hard, deep, and fast as he could.  Meredith moaned and screamed in his ear, begging him to keep going.  They went like crazy animals, moaning and screaming.  After they had been going for hours of sexual intamacy, Charlie felt his member about to explode.  As he realized this, Meredith screamed at him "don't stop!  I'm going to cummm!".  They kept going until they both surged into one another, both having an orgasm together. 

As Charlie filled Meredith with his juice, they collapsed on one another.  They layed in bed together, panting and going over what had just happened.  As they layed there and looked at one another, all they knew was that the rest of the semester was going to be very interesting.

e. I would go home and if the player i was with wouldnt come over i would have to do it myself. I would think of a bunch of different players. They went on and played in the state championship game, and won! And the guy i had been with won finals MVP. I wanted to hang out with the team that night but they all had to go hang out together with there girlfriends or go party so i was stuck partying with everyone else.

 By the way im about 5' 5" 120 lbs. Blonde hair thats straight and come down right above my nipples. Blue eyes and a perfect smile. I got a size 34 C and i have a nice little but and legs cause i play soccer. The next day when i was getting ready for school i thought about the team when i was getting dressed. I put on these tiny little baby blue see threw lace booty shorts and a little pushup bra to match. I put on these short Jean shorts that hugged my ass and made it look really good. Put on a grey wife beater on top.I went to my 1st two classes and then got a text from the guy i had talked to and he told me to come to the locker room with a friend. Me and my friend who was a junior at the time and was the only white guy on the tems girlfriend decided to go down. She's a really little girl about 5 feet tall. about 95 or 100 lbs. but a rocking body like a big 34 b maybe c a nice ass burnette she's very attractive.  

 We walk in and there its an amazing place. The nicest part of the school. (we won alot of basketball state championships) There was a nice red carpet and a bunch of really nice lockers around the outside of the room. In the middle was a big flatscreen tv with a bunch of couches around it. The starting 5 players on the team (including the white guy and my boy) were all hanging out playing XBOX. me and my friend (were both named Courtney) go and sit on our guys laps. I kissed mine and said congradulations baby and kissed him and said it to everyone then. Me and courtney both knew why we were down there but didnt expect to see 5 guys. once we had been sitting for a while each boy started taking our shirts off and to my surprise courtney was wearing the same bra as me and i knew she was planning on coming down here at some point anyway. All 5 guys watched and stared at both of us they made joke and asked if we planned this out. we both just giggled and i said no and then i got off my boyfriends lap and went and stradddled the point gaurd and he just sat there. I asked if it was okay and the MVP said hell ya and i started dry humping the point gaurd. He grabbed my tits and then leaned in and stuckhis big tongue in my mouth. I was already so turned on and started riding him as if he was inside me. i got up off him and as i did my bra fell off. I stood there topless just smiling as i realized as i was hooking up with this guy he hooked my bra and was holding on to it as i got up. 

 I went over and kissed the other girl gently and grabbed her hand. she got off her boyfriend and we walked over to the center. He was a very big guy. 6'9" like 220 lbs of muscle. he just wasnt the best player cause he was still pretty climsy and hadnt grown into his body yet. i got on and straddled his left leg and courtney did his right. she started kissing him so i started kissing his neck and pulling his shirt off. once i got his shirt off i start kissing him and courtney move down and started kissing his chest. i felt some hand wrap around me and the MVP had started un buttoning my shorts and then picked my lower body up off the center, but i continued making out with him. as he got me up he pulled my shorts off.

Next thing i saw i looked over and saw courtney on her knees inbetween her boyfriend and the power forward. She had her boyfriends big white dick in her hand and his teammates in her throat. i could here her gagging from wherei was. I was behind her and could only see her back but i could see her hand inbetween her legs and she was going to town on herself as she had a dick deep in her throat. she pulled away and just switched dics doing the exact same thing. I looked back over and there was the center laying on the couch naked with his 9" dick standing straight up i got the biggest smile on my face and got up and stood on the couch right over him i started squating down until i felt his dickpush up against my ass. I looked down and smile and said oh no buddy tha twouldnt fit in that hole. i grabbed the top of his dick and worked it towards my pussy. I was so tight that as i forced just the head in i was in pain. i winced as he entered me and had a shortness of breath. He looked up and asked if i was okay. I told him yes but to take it slow and easy at first. I eased my way down a few more inches and came back up. 

 as i started working my pussy out and taking it easy the MVP had gotten to the side of where we were. once i wasnt in pain and could enjoy it and iopen my eyes i saw his big dick right in front of my nose. i grabbed it and too it in my mouth as i just started riding the entire 9 inch dick. neither guy had to do anything i was taking care of it. a minute into sucking dick i felt a pressure against my ass again and i looked back as i ept sucking. I saw the point guard with his 6 inch dick behind me. I loved anal back then and was fine with 6 inches just not 9 so i scotted back eally face and took half his dick in my ass. He was shocked and i was loving it. I had all 3 holes filled with a big black dig. a few more minutes went by until i got the MVp to come. i took all of his cum down my throat and sucked his dick clean. right when i was done with that the point guard said he was about to cum and i told him to pull out and did the exact same thing again once i was done with him the center sat up bent me over stnding on couch and he started fucking me doggystyle hitting my tight little pink pussy from behind. i couldnt handle it and started orgasming like never before. I was monaing and almost shaking uncontrolably. he pulled out and came all over my face.

 

 I walked over into the showers after i could function enough to get up. I washed up infront of all of them and then went back to class for the rest of the day

uge, gaping mouth slid off my penis with another smack and the penis wobbled in the air, vertical and two feet long … I barely noticed, I just lay there, feeling the ooze drip down. I was spent. She had said she would suck me dry and she had, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

With her fingers she pinched my penis head, then pushed down and it followed, she was shrinking the whole thing back to its normal size. It seemed I had almost passed out a few times but I watched her as if from a distance: she was still naked, with long, platinum blond hair, pointed shoulders, a thin stomach, gorgeous boobs, and wide hips around her tight ass.

Now Melinda sat on the side of the bed, leaned over — spreading her ass crack — and came back up with her clothes: sweater, bra, shorts and panties. Quickly she began putting them back on, first the bra, which she carefully framed around her breasts, then her sweater.

Naked now from the waist down, Melinda stood and slipped one long, bare leg into her panties.

This was it? Had my experience with her ended this soon?

As she’d said — I’d lost my virginity to a goddess. And what a goddess. I had sucked her vagina and pleasured her, then she’d surpassed that infinitely by taking my entire cock into her mouth, sucking all of my cum, then refilling my vigor and taking even more cum into her face, all over her mouth, cheeks, lips and hair … then she’d sucked me even more and expanded my penis to 20 times its normal length …

“Melinda …” She looked down when I gasped out, “That was incredible.”

“Oh, I know.” She lifted up one long leg and put it in her shorts. “I told you, didn’t I?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“But I’m only … the beginning.” Melinda was dressed, and she looked at me quizzically. “Come on, put your clothes on. Time to go.” Her eyes narrowed and she smiled. “Time for the next one.”

“Next one …”

“Yes, choose another goddess of sex. Some of us aren’t here but there are enough to make a great selection.”

I managed to sit up. My penis hung limp and her eyes flickered down to it, eyeing me hungrily. “Do I just go out there naked?”

“No. Get dressed. Whoever you choose will like to undress you.”

I looked down at the floor, where my clothes were sprawled everywhere. I had a thought. “Get me dressed, Melinda. Come on. Magically … or however you do that.”

She cocked her head, then smiled. “Fine. Watch this.” She threw her arms toward me —

Instantly I was wearing socks, shoes, shorts, t-shirt.

Melinda stood, her gorgeous body back in disguise, then took me by the hand and pulled me up. “Come on. Much more to do. Ohhhh, so much.”

I almost laughed. “I’m too tired … unless you kiss me again I can’t …”

“I’m not going to send you back out there empty.” She turned and her arms went around my neck, her head pressed close and her large, wet mouth encased mine, and she kissed, sucked, wet lips sliding over mine, then her tongue pushing past my mouth and licking my tongue …

My god. The energy was coming back. I wanted her … BAD. I grabbed her shoulders, pushed her away — “Oh … oh please, Melinda … can we do it all over again?”

“Ahhh, Seth.”

“Please? Blow me wider this time … shove me down inside you. I want you to take me whole again.”

“Seth, Seth.” She smiled, tolerantly. “Oh yes, I’ll take you, every inch of you, and suck every fluid ounce of your cum. I’ll suck on your asshole if you want me to. Mmm, that’s one thing we haven’t done.”

God, she was turning me on.

“But you could use a little variety.” She pointed to the bedroom door. “Out there are at least four more goddesses who are waiting patiently for the chance to do you, in each of their own, special, wayyssss.” She drew the last word out and leaned close, her unnaturally-large mouth shut this time, tongue fully inside. “It’s not fair for me to hog you.”

I thought of something even while I felt my penis harden just from her being there. “Aren’t you tired too?”

“I never get tired of this … I’m a goddess of sex.” She opened the door. “Let me re-introduce you to my girlfriends.”

I followed her into the foyer — reception area — whatever. The couches were still there and a TV was on, playing a football game. Three girls looked up from the couch and each grinned. I had met them earlier: Ashley, Leslie and Courtney.

“Hey, handsome,” Leslie said. She was the only one I couldn’t get over — she looked 12 or 14 years old, petite, with tight breasts under a thin tank top, and she was way underage. I wasn’t a pedophile! Yet I was irresistibly drawn to her.

Then as I approached I saw the girl beside her — Ashley, and she had called herself Ashley Anus. A grin filled her long, narrow face: she was a knockout, with dark brown skin, long and straight black hair, an angular face with bright eyes … and she wore a tight black bra top over large breasts, and impossibly tight jeans over shapely legs, with the thin band of a purple thong sticking out around her waist.

I stopped in front of her. Melinda was behind me.

Ashley’s eyes drove up into mine. “You ready for me?” she asked.

“Uh-huh.”

“Oooooohh.” She stood up and strutted for a second, hips weaving, and for a second I saw her from behind. “Take me for a ride.” A huge ass, not fat but gorgeous, framed by impossibly wide hips.

“Ashley … Anus,” I gasped out. “You do anal … intercourse?”

She moved around me, dragged me by the hand, toward another door in the wall. “Come on. Now.”

Leslie put on a pouting frown. “Seth, take me instead! I can do anal if you want me to.”

My heart lurched.

“You can have her later.” Ashley pulled harder. “Come on.” I finally let go and followed her, but she didn’t release my hand. There was her ass, from behind, encased in her jeans. Her buttocks shifted from side to side as she walked, a constant rhythm, mesmerizing.

She opened the door, another room. Darker colors, dark wood and browns, thick brown carpet, a smaller bed than the one in Melinda’s room, and now with a black quilt … the door closed by itself and Ashley led me to the bed, padding on the carpet with bare feet. Then stopped in front of the bed and stood in front of me, her voluptuous face suddenly carried a thin-eyed, open-lipped, nasty expression … slut. She gyrated, sideways, then back and forth, sticking her chest nearer my face, then stepped back, her arms came up and crossed and her fingers grabbed her bra, she pulled it up over her head … her breasts were there, large and brown, almost dangling but firm, light brownish-red nipples erect.

I went for her, she giggled and dodged, jumped out of the way and landed on the bed, turned and wriggled sensuously, with her ass pointing right out at me, humongous and round — I reached up, both hands, and my fingers clenched around her buttocks, soft, soft but firm somehow, but blocked by her jeans …

Ashley faced me, breasts jiggling, and she gyrated, dancing, writhing … she unbuckled her belt and slid it off, whipped it in the air and then dropped it, and I fingered my penis from outside my shorts as Ashley stripped — pulled her jeans down, revealing her thong, almost all of it, totally bare skin except for the rubber-band-thick string around her waist connecting to the purple pouch between her legs … now she bent over, breasts dangling over her stomach and nipples sticking straight down … I watched … she slipped out of the jeans, one foot and then the other, and let them drop away, then she wriggled her body, pranced across, rotated and I saw her ass.

Oh my god. Dazzling, perfect flesh, round, soft but somehow firm, big and brown and luscious … her thong strap dug deep into her wide crack and for all I could tell all she was wearing was a purple rubber band. Huge buttocks, intoxicating, sensuous.

Her head turned around, eyes gleaming, and she wriggled her ass at me, at eye level.

That was it. I let go of myself, quit watching and just came at her — she turned over and flopped down on the bed, giggling, my face pressed to her breasts and I caressed her, she breathed hard, muttering, “Yes, oh yes, mmm … oh Seth, mmm … suck me, feel me, kiss me. Oh kiss me … kiss me, lick me …”

My tongue slid across the flesh of her breast, pressed hard in and I licked — the thrill — my mouth closed around one nipple and I sucked for a moment, her hand was on my neck and was pushing me up, away from her breast … I let go of her boob and let her push my head up, toward hers, and her eyes were closed and her chin was at my nose … I moved up and found her lips with mine and we fastened together.

“Mmm …” Her face twisted as she dug in. No tongue, like Melinda … and now Melinda, who had expanded my penis to 20 feet and then swallowed it all … Melinda seemed like a distant, pleasant memory as I kissed, sucked, licked Ashley’s much smaller lips, her head kept moving as she pressed in. “Mmm …” Kiss. “Mmm.” Kiss, back and away, and now longer, lips almost parted open …  “Mmmmmmmmmmm.”

I managed to pull away from her long enough, moved back down to her breasts and now realized I was still fully clothed — I sat up, with her lying down almost under me, completely naked except for the thong — and I untied my shoes fast and yanked them off, then peeled off my socks, then pulled off my shirt and threw it away, then came back down with my face pressed between her boobs — I felt the flesh against my ears, heard her breathing deep within. “Ahhhh … oh, Ashley … oh, Ashley.”

Her slender hand took mine and she moved it down to her thong strap. My fingers went under it and I went down there, my other hand sliding across her long, slender stomach and then to her wide left hip … I pulled at the strap, pulling up. “Turn over, Ashley …”

She rolled over, then brought herself onto her knees … her ass protruded up at me, unreal, huge and sensuous, then she writhed her hips and shifted her buttocks and I could hardly watch without almost cumming in my pants …

On my knees, I undid my belt, pulled it out, then yanked down my shorts and scrambled to my feet, towering over her thong-wearing ass and long back with ebony hair dangling across it … I pulled my shorts off all the way and then grabbed at my underwear, it dug into my skin, and almost tore — I got out of it and collapsed next to her, on my knees, mouth lowered to her ass and settled on the right buttock, soft skin, I licked her, then sucked, sliding my mouth across, my nose stuck into her crack and my tongue stuck between her cheeks, touching her thong strap that would be right over her asshole but I couldn’t see it … eyes closed. My hands reached up past her waist and grabbed both her breasts.

“Ooooohhhh … Seth, you’re incredible …”

“Damn … you’re incredible.”

A slight hissing near my face and my eyes went open. It came from her ass, a puff of air, she farted?! but then I smelled it: a perfume, almost too sweet, filling my nostrils and surrounding me, stinging … intoxicating.

I wanted to suck her ass. I drew my left hand away from her breast and grabbed her thong strap around her left hip, then pulled, it was thin enough, finally it snapped and I kept pulling, yanking off her thong although it dug into her ass crack.

“Ohhh, oh yes, Seth, strip me, take it off. Suck me, Seth. Suck my ass … suck my asshole. Drink me.”

The thong was gone; I tossed it away, then moved back on my knees, letting go of her other boob, then spread her cheeks aside. A huge asshole, narrowing and then widening, pulsating with her breathing, in and out.

Hissssss — something brown, a fluid, leaked from the hole. I stared, not fathoming, unsure … oh, shit! No … it was too viscous for that, shiny, almost like chocolate!

“Drink me!” Ashley shrieked.

This can’t be real. My head went down, pressed into her crack, then buried almost to the corners of my mouth and I stuck out my tongue, felt her asshole and she flinched, cried out — “OOHHHH, YESSSS!” and I tasted it: chocolate, like syrup. I licked her and she moaned, body writhing, I squeezed her cheeks as I sucked in the syrup, swallowed it, it tasted delicious, I sucked more, licking her asshole and more chocolate hissed out, dribbling down my chin, like melted ice cream … her sensuous voice was breathing, “Oh yesss, oh yes, Seth, eat me, lick me … my god, lick my ass. Lick me in the ass …”

My penis was hard and ready but I ignored her for now … eating her chocolate syrup … I can’t believe this.

“Taste me Seth …” I stuck my tongue in her ass, now, further … my nose pressed into her crack and I couldn’t go more or I would suffocate, even now I could barely see. “OOOOOOHHH!”

Her body jerked, and wriggled, my face stayed in her ass crack and I pushed my tongue in more, felt her ass widen and something pushed at my tongue, I tasted more chocolate. WILD … I pulled back, her cheeks slapped together without my face there, and then they spread apart by themselves as I stared at her asshole. A brown lump was coming out … a bar of chocolate?!

“Oooooohhhh,” Ashley moaned. Another hiss from her asshole and another perfume filled the air, a sweet, chocolate smell … “Have dessert, Seth. Eat it.”

I went back, nose pressed into her asscrack and my mouth took the chocolate, bit off part of it and chewed, my fingers slid over her cheeks, now wet with chocolate … her whole ass was wet with chocolate, lubricated, I kept eating, biting off more, swallowing the chocolate down. “Fuck me,” Ashley whispered. “Eat me, eat me, now fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me …”

Pffffttt. More perfume, penetrating my nose and then my skull … fuck her! “Oooohh — ” I could barely speak, my mouth was full — “damn!”

My head slid out but her arms came back, fingers spread her cheeks apart and her head had turned around, almost all the way and her narrow eyes stared at me, mouth agape and drool slid out … “FUCK ME, SETH!”

Her hand grabbed around my penis and pulled, I almost lost my load. Ashley pulled it toward her ass. Another puff of air, more perfume, and then another piece of chocolate — it almost dropped out but I caught it in my lips and chewed, soft and warm …

Then I slid myself up, on my knees, my penis protruding and aimed, she let go and her elbows were pressed into the bed pillows, her breasts visible from underneath her ass … finally, now … I pushed my penis forward, it slid over her right cheek then glided over the wet skin, pressed into her crack, more, more, MORE!

“OOOOOHHHH, FUCK ME!”

The tip touched her asshole and something jolted through me. She moaned and writhed her upper body, head weaving, then face turned completely around to watch me … I pushed in, the hole slid around my head and I buried it, deeper, deeper, my body shuddering, I kept going until I was completely in.

“Oooooooooooo …” Her body tensed, then shook with pleasure. I drew my penis out, almost all the way, smooth and wet inside, then pushed in, Ashley howled with delight as she sank to the bed, pelvis pressing closer and now her asshole tightening around my penis … I pulled out, pushed in, rhythm, the feeling, the thrill — damn!

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me deep!” Ashley’s head drew up, facing completely backward and my head lowered and our lips met, I was on my knees with my cock in her ass … “Oh, Seth, oh, keep going, oh my god, oh my god …” in, out, in, out, faster, faster … “oh my god, oh, oh … mmmm …” Her mouth and eyes closed. “Mmmmm … mmmmm … MMMMMM!”

I almost stopped but kept going and she almost screamed — she was convulsing but I wasn’t — “OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD! YES, YESSS, YESSS! OOOHHH, FUCK ME, OOOOHHH, MY GOD! OHHHH!”

I felt myself coming, then cumming, hot sperm shot out and into her, kept going, I felt I could hardly move but I kept penetrating her, once almost going completely out, my hips pressed right into her ass cheeks. “Oh, Ashley, aaahhhh!”

“Mmmm …” She was quieter, breathing hard, then her voice, louder: “Oh, my god … do me again.”

I finished pumping into her then my head collapsed, chin in her neck … but her breasts were on her other side, I was on her from behind. “Fuck me again,” she whispered.

Then her mouth met mine and her face twisted, back and forth, we kissed, wet, passionate, hot flesh, and I felt my hands slide across the sweat on her back. Energy shuddered through me. I drew up my groin and she gasped, then I pushed in once more … and felt resistance in her ass … pushed anyway —

And exploded inside. “OOOOOHHHH,” Ashley screamed, “ohhhh, my GOD!”

Her body pulsed, wriggled and I gasped as I shook, our legs intertwined and I almost fell to the side, then I did, and she rolled with me, her head pressed into mine and we kissed hard, her screaming around my lips, over and over, “oh yes, oh yes, oh, yes, ooohhhh, yes, yes, YES, oh MY GOD!”

Orgasm, together. My hands went around her and grasped her breasts, “Mmmmmm,” she said, and then her whole body spasmed again. I erupted once more, driving my hot cum into her ass, her lips met mine again and pulled, sucked, her tongue licked my lips and mine came out and penetrated her mouth, felt her smooth, slick teeth …

Our bodies convulsed … and just kept going. I felt her asshole widen around me and then another hiss, air gooshed out around my pubic hair and then slid up my stomach, all around our legs, then it crawled across my back … cold, tingling, orgasmic air.

I slowed down, not pumping, but we were still kissing, we hadn’t stopped — and Ashley drew back, moaning again, as my penis went back to work and we climaxed together, hard, long, intense, repeatedly … I gasped out as she kept whispering, “oh my god, oh my god, oh, fuck fuck fuck, fuck me …” I had stopped penetrating but I didn’t need to — the orgasm kept going. I remained still, lying under her now, with her head twisting and pressing into mine, magical goddess lips restoring my vigor, my hands around her huge breasts, her hips over mine, my penis buried in her incredible, fucking ass.

(What would you do next with Ashley? or Melinda? or even Leslie Little, coming soon? E-mail me with your story ideas or even your own story at TheMasterDisaster2006@yahoo.com ...)

sy is so satisfied that you lay with your legs still spread. You don’t remember but you left your window open. I have been outside watching you and Laney. I watched as she left. Where was she going and when would she be back? I am able to climb through your window. You are completely nude so I strip all my clothes to make me as nude as you. You look so beautiful laying there as your chest, and what a chest, rises and falls as you sleep. I slip into bed with you and you never know. I have brought my little bag of goodies and I open it now. I remove a pair of latex gloves, two marshmallows, a vibrator that is slim and about 8 inches long with a bend on the end on which an egg about the size of a golf ball sets, and a tube of motion lotion. I put on the gloves. I put my mouth next too your ear and I slowly massage your breast. You moan a little and I whisper in your ear that it is OK. You turn toward me and put your arms around my shoulder. I turn your head up a little to make your lips next to mine. I slowly met your lips with mine and you open your mouth and I feel some tongue. I offer you mine and you readily accept. We hungrily kiss for some time and then I slowly move my lips to your magnificent breast. Your nipples are already hard. I place my lips around your nipple but I never let my tongue touch. My tongue circles your nipple and I allow some mouth juice to drip on your breast. I continue this for some time and you start to moan and then I know it is time for my tongue to flick your nipple and start to suck. You are starting to moaning louder. I take the two marshmallows in my hand and put them between my soft gloved hand and your sweet wet pussy and move them all around. You move your legs as wide as they will go as I continue to rub the marshmallows around your pussy and across your engorged clit, as I continue to suck on your nipple. I can see your are close to cuming. Your moans are getting louder and your ass is starting to jerk. I continue. After a few more circles on your clit you raise up in bed and scream as you cum. You focus on what is going on and your eyes meet mine. I hear “Janey” what are you doing here. I say “lay back” and nudge her with my hand. As she lays back I reach for the motion lotion. I spread in on my smooth glove. I am between your legs lapping up your old cum from Laney and the fresh cum that just leaked out. I am in heaven. I have eaten pussy juice before, but nothing like this. I can’t get enough, but I know if I rub the Lotion on you it will destroy your flavor, but when I put it on you and blow on the lotion your pussy will be on fire. I love lickin you but I want the heat on you before you cum. I take my hand full of lotion and rub it from your asshole to your clit. I know it feels good to you as you lay there moaning. As I start to blow a little on it and you can feel the heat, you start to breath faster and moan louder. Your ass is starting to jerk. On my down stroke with my tongue I got to your asshole and go around it like I did your nipple. Then I try to slip my tongue in your ass and you seem to like it. I shove it in as far as I can and try me best to wiggle it. I go back to your clit and I need to hold on as you are thrashing about so much. I reach for the vibrator and slowly push it up your little pussy hole. I turn it so the egg will hit your ‘G’ spot. As you are bucking about I start the vibrator to vibrating. As it hits your ‘G’ spot you are screaming so loud that I am worried about the neighbors. As you jerk, my slick fingers start up your ass. In and out. You love it. As I get four fingers in your ass and the vibrator on high and me sucking on your clit as hard as I can, you gush juice out of your cunt like I have never seen. I have never sucked a pussy that would squirt. You had told me that you didn’t squirt. I guess we know different now, but you didn’t squirt, you gushed. Yes I tried to swallow as much as I could and it didn’t taste like your regular cum and it certainly didn’t taste like piss. Again I was in heaven. I think you must have passed out as you lay there breathing hard and a wild moan coming from somewhere deep inside you. You raise your head and say “Janey, what are you doing here”? “I had to taste that beautiful pussy of yours before I die and this was my opportunity. If you will allow me to hold you as we sleep, I will leave in the morning, go back to Ky and cause you no more trouble”. You didn’t have to answer as your hand went between my legs. It was many hours later that we was able to try to go to sleep. In the morning we kissed like we would never see one another again and I thanked you over and over for the best time of my life and slowly walked out the front door on my way to Ky. Good by my sweet Teri. Have a wonderful life. Jane If you like you can e-mail me janey1113@att.net

;                      A. G. Thomas




As I watched George's wife from the corner of my eye I wished, oh to hell with what I wished cause there was no way in hell it was ever going to happen. But damn it Latisha was one fine looking woman, and negro or not, living in the south or not, if I could somehow get her in bed I wouldn't give a shit what any of my redneck inbred fucking friends might say. But my chances of that happening were slim to none as I was white, well not just white but ugly as sin as well.

Fact is I take quite a lot of ribbing about being the stereotypical big, dumb hillbilly and I guess in a way that does describe me to a tee. Except I'm not dumb! Big yes, but not dumb. Why George even took a liking to me I can only imagine, but I'm glad he did. More then once being his friend kept me from getting my ass kicked and not just negro's either.

In bar room brawls for instance race doesn't usually come into play. What usually does is gang up on what is perceived to be the biggest dumbest fucker there, me. And this is how I pay him back, by fantasizing about fucking his wife. No, not just fantasizing about fucking her but loving her.

As I looked at my cards again and then doubled the bet Latisha bent over my shoulder putting another beer beside me. Her small firm tits brushed against my shoulder and her heady scent and closeness made my nine inch cock jump to attention. In that second all I could think of was that I sure was glad no one could see under the table.

Stammering like a love sick puppy I thanked her for the beer but her reply was drowned by her husband sudden laughing declaration that I had a crush on her. I must have blushed like a school kid who'd been caught looking up some girls skirt as the other players all turned and looked at me. For a second you could of heard a pin drop and then four other voices joined George's in laughter.

I was so embarrassed felt like crawling under the table. Telling him to shut up I took a half hearted swing at him hoping like hell no one had noticed that I hadn't denied it. But George and everyone else quite laughing when she said that was sweet. For a heartbeat the other players attention shifted from me to her as continuing to lean against me she absently ran her long fingers through my shaggy crop of hair.

In the next instant the silence was broken as together with staring into her husbands face she musical intoned maybe now that another man found her attractive he'd pay a little more attention to her. I wanted to believe it was more to tick off her husband then to show affection to me she cradled my pug ugly face in her hands and pressed her lips to mine. But as our lips came together hers parted slightly and her tongue fluttered lightly over mine.

A golden goddess. A 12 plus on a scale of 1 to 10 standing maybe 5 feet 7 inches and weighing around 109 pounds with measurements that I guessed to be 34 x 21 x 33. In my book a perfect figure and to me the most beautiful woman in the world. I'm sure a lot of guys probably thought she was skinny and small busted, but like I said, to me she was the perfect woman.

I know George was always saying she wasn't breeding stock, too damn skinny. Breeding stock needed some meat on their bone's, something to hold onto, whereas women like his wife were for show. Why did I say golden? Well because her perfect smooth skin was a soft honey color giving her the appearance of a suntanned white woman. She might not have been quite as beautiful as Halle Berry, but put them side by side they could have passed for sisters. And like Halle somewhere in her family's past there must have been at  least one white person.

God but she was beautiful,. She had the looks and a body I could love and hold forever if given half a chance. I tried to imagine how marvelous it would feel to hold and fondle her, to have my lips on her perfect breast and to nibble on her nipples. But what really got to me was her long shapely legs and her tight perfectly shaped ass.

Oh sweet fucking Jesus that really got to me. I would beat my meat for what seemed like hours as dream like visions of her with her long shapely legs wrapped tightly about me. More then once I might have filled a glass with cum as visions of her bucking and writhing beneath my sweaty overweight pale body filled my head. What I most often fantasied about though, and what really got my nuts in an uproar, was dreams of her pleading for me to shove my cock into her and fuck her like her husband never had.

An hour later as the game ended, and I was about to help my best friend straighten up Latisha put her hand in mine asking if I'd come to the kitchen and help her clean up the evenings mess. Looking stupidly at George he only chuckled telling me to go with my girlfriend and that he and the others would clean up. Her fingers entwined with mine and her light voice urged me to follow saying she had something that needed my attention.

Once through the kitchen door I noticed it was spotless, nothing out of place and as the door closed behind us I stood there stupidly with my back against it asking what needed my attention when she whimsically said she wanted to thank me for being so sweet. As I stood there bashful and stuttering my mind began playing tricks on me. I imagined that instead of her telling me how sweet I was she instead had thrown her arms about my neck and kissed me.

Seconds later my fantasy became realty. Stunned I simply stood there as her lips met mine but as her tongue probed at my lips and then entered my mouth I began shaking like a leaf in a thunderstorm. As instinct took over my tongue lashed out to met hers and for a moment as our mouths mashed together I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. My hands, which had been on her waist slowly rose and as they came into contact with her pert small breast my fingers began to knead, caress and tweak her nipples into hard nubs of arousal. From the other room muted laughter and voices came to me and then I forgot all about my best friend and the others as her soft moan of pleasure drowned everything else out.

All to quickly though the vivid fantasy was over. With difficulty my eyes focused on her standing before me saying something I hadn't heard let alone understood. When I continued to stare at her stupidly she surprised me by rising up on her tip toes and putting her lips to my ear. Her warm breath against my ear as she whispered that she wanted, needed to see me sent shivers up my spine.

Dumbfounded I stood looking into her eyes searching for any ray of mirth or hint that she was playing some game. Seeing none I stammered like a school boy nothing would make me happier. Opening the door she pushed me through loudly thanking me for being such a gentleman while under her breath she said she'd call me tomorrow.

I could hardly sleep that evening and by the morning I was a wreak. I must have looked even grubber then I normally did for George kept poking fun at me. He must have asked me a couple of dozen times if after the card game I'd visited Sylvia. I ignored him but if truth be told she was the whore that I spent most of my money on. After work instead of going out for a beer with the guys I rushed home.  On the way home I kept thinking how stupid I was for thinking that Latashia would bother with someone like me, and if I could have kicked myself in the ass I would have.

As I entered my small five room house the phone was ringing. Thinking that it might be George or one of the others I picked it up and without waiting for them to say anything I growled I didn't feel like partying and to stop bothering me. Slamming the phone down I went into the bathroom where just as I'd removed my clothes the phone began ringing again. I was really pissed as without bothering to even wrap a towel about me I stomped from the bathroom to answer the phone.

As I picked it up the thought that whoever it had been must have hung up as there was only silence on the line. But just as I was about to slam the phone down thinking the guys were playing games I heard soft breathing, Latashia? As I stood there naked hanging onto the phone as if it were a life line and breathing as if I'd run 10 miles her soft musical voice asked why I'd hung up on her and then she was telling me she was right outside and to let her in.

Forgetting that I hadn't a stitch on, was all sweaty and smelly from a hard day of work and not even thinking that hearing her voice had given me a raging hard on I strode to the door throwing it open just as she lightly tapped on it, God she was beautiful. She was wearing a dress I'd only seen her in once before, one that when she'd worn it I couldn't keep my eyes off her. It was a short little thing, bright yellow in color with hardly enough material to be classified a dress.

It was one of those off the shoulder things that was form fitted and tight over her breast, small waist and full hips with a none existing back that if it hadn't started up again at her waist you could have seen her butt crack. It flared ever so slightly around a hem that just barely covered the tops of her stockings which I assumed was to allow her easy movement when she walked. All of this I took in in an instant, but then the wide eyed look of astonishment on her face and her nervous giggle brought me back to my senses. I tried vainly to cover my nakedness without much luck while stammering I was sorry.

Stepping inside she closed the door and then to my surprise she pulled my hands aside pressing her body to mine huskily whispering that she could see I was glad to see her. I tried to tell her I was hot and sweaty, that I needed a shower but her lips against mine silenced me. She tasted and smelled like honey suckle and my mind swam with heady thoughts of sex as I held her tightly kissing and fondling her. Before I realized it had happened I had picked her up and carried her to my bed where a heart beat later and with soft whimpering words of encouragement from her I had stripped her of the skimpy dress.

With but the sheerest of pale pink lacy bra and bikini panties covering her she lay back stretching seductively as I sat on the edge of the bed worshipfully gazing at her. I had to be dreaming I mumbled to myself. There was just no way the Goddess of my dreams could be laying on my bed. In the next moment her soft graceful hand touched my naked thigh and then her fingers closed, or tried to, around my pulsing manhood.

Despite my wanting nothing better then to climb atop her I came to my senses enough to tell her I needed a shower. But her only answer was to squeeze me tighter and then to twist about on the bed till her face was inches from my crotch. Soft mummers that I smelled just fine, that I smelled like a man went almost unrecognized as her tongue flicked out lightly touching the tip of my prick. Her warm breath felt like a heat wave on my dick and balls and I swear I grew another inch both in length and girth.

I honestly thought I was going to have a heart attack as her lips pressed against the tip of my dick. With quick loving smacks she kissed the head of my cock while at the same time her tongue tickled and probed at my piss slit. Her hand had never left my prick and now as her other began caressing my testicles it squeezed and stroked my cock like a farmers would if he were milking a cow. Mesmerized I watched as her lips parted and then closed over the thick knob of my cock.

Rising to her knees she bent over me taking even more of me into her sweet mouth. Together with rolling my heavy balls with one hand she continued to stroke and massage my dick with the other. At the same time she was doing so she began slowly bobbing her head and purring softly along with taking another inch or so between her lips. Brushing her hair aside so that I could see her pretty face better as she worked and slaved over my dick I almost shot my wad as her soft red lips met her hand.

Releasing me her hand slid down to my sweaty thigh squeezing it and thus allowing her unhampered freedom to my dick. Her face turned slightly and her eyes, twinkling like two stars, looked into mine as soft mumbled words I couldn't understand came from around the thick knob of my cock.  

Her mumbling becoming louder, more insistent and her hands rose to my chest pushing me back onto my bed.  As my back hit my bed she straddled my face. Only then did it dawn on me what her mumbling had been about and I didn't hesitate for a moment. With eager fingers I worked her frilly lace panties down and off and a ragged breath later my face was buried in her snatch.

Like a dog lapping water from a stream my tongue lapped at her moistness as if it were the nectar of life. When it was that she released my cock and rolled onto her back I don't know neither did I care. Though like any other man I liked having my cock sucked I was to interested in my own labor of love to care if she was returning the favor.

Lifting her slight body and repositioning her further onto the bed I again lowered my face between legs. Her moans of pleasure, her soft vows of love were like music to my ears as she ground her sweet smelling pussy against my face.

A lifetime later along with tugging on my ears she laboriously whimpered make love to me Mikie, make love to me like George never has. Slowly crawling up over her I held myself aloft like a recruit about to do pushups for his Marine drill sergeant. A heartbeat later her fingers were guiding me to the promised land. A place that even in my wildest dreams I had never thought I would feel about me.

As her legs parted and then entwined about me my dick slowly ever so slowly sank into her hot welcoming pussy. Her lips against my ear breathing words of love and of the need for a strong caring man tickled my ear like music. If I hadn't loved her before at that instant I loved her beyond all reason.

Forgotten was the fact that she was the wife of my best friend as together we slowly began to move against each other. My own words of love mixed with hers almost like a song as for a lifetime we slowly and tenderly enjoyed each other. Though we each had a mad need for the other our love making was not urgent.

At least it wasn't until in combination with her scream of ecstasy and a trembling of her petite body against mine my testicles erupted. Like a volcano erupting my cum exploded from my balls rushing upward like lava through my pulsing cock to flood her womb.

For an eternity we held each other whispering words of love, of affection and then once again we made love. That was several years and many secret rendezvous ago and though I still think of George as my best friend and continue to visit his house for the twice monthly card games that's not the real reason that I go.

You see there are three beautiful daughters who in every way are the spitting image of their mother. Daughters who bring a smile to my lips every time I see them, and it's not because I'm their God father either.

n: center" align="center">Gone for food, be back at around 6oclock

Sally

 

I look at my watch, and see that it’s 4oclock. Typical, the day I get back from a week of working my ass off in Greece and my family isn’t there to welcome me. I’ve been working for a friend of my wife who already owns holiday homes in Majorca, Tenerife, and Sicily, and now wants me to build one in Crete. Rich Bitch! I think to myself, the only reason she has so much money is because she’s a fucking gold digger.

 

While I sit in the living room watching the footy and stuffing my face with some vanilla dessert Sally had left for me I start to relax and my eyes begin to droop. My thoughts go back to my boss, Rebecca, and I imagine that bitch sat in a room rolling around in her husband’s gold. Suddenly repomen come out of nowhere and start taking away all of her money. Her strong face suddenly softens and she starts to cry as all her money is taken away from her; a smile passes over my sleepy face. That gold-digging hoe is finally getting what she deserved I think, as I dream about the form of her led on the floor crying. Her back shudders as she is taken by the sobs, her shoulders move up and down in a flowing sweeping movement. Just at that moment the form of her stops moving, and the sound of her crying disappears. The sudden silence scares me and I stop smiling, what’s she doing now? Just as the thought hits me, she looks up right into the face and I see her tear stained eyes burning into me. I’m extremely shocked and slightly scared as she looks at me. Her face has hardened again, her eyes pierce my body, and I can feel myself start to shrink underneath her gaze. I can’t help but admire her strong persona but I feel small. Her eyes look me up and down and I feel an uncomfortable feeling build in my stomach, but strangely the feeling starts to go down to my balls and I feel my dick start to harden.

 

The environment changes, and I look around with confusion. I’m in a bathroom and I can hear water running and a voice singing. As I try to figure out which bathroom I’m in, or why I’m here, something hits me (not literally of course). It isn’t singing that I can hear, but moaning. I snap my head around to see a sight that will stick in my head forever. Led on the bathroom floor, in writhes of passion, is the stunning figure of Rebecca. She is completely naked and lost in the throes of self-sex. I feel my dick start to harden a second time in my pants, while I take in her body. Her slender legs are spread out wide while her hands run over her bronzed naked body. Her gorgeous pert breasts are a perfectly formed C cup and her nipples are standing out hard from the touch of the cold and the feel of her fingers pulling on them. Her fingers run over her flat stomach to her naked hairless pussy. She slowly spreads her pussy wide by her fingers using her middle finger to slowly run up and down her wet slit. As her finger runs over her clitoris her body shakes slightly. She grabs her nipples hard beneath her fingers and moans out loud. She slowly begins to rub her clitoris with her middle finger while pulling hard on her nipple, deep in the spasms of passion. Her soaking wet pussy shines as if enticing my dick and teasing me, making me harder than ever, forcing me to release my cock. I slowly unzip my pants and pull out my solid cock. I look up and see her now fingering her pussy hard with three fingers. Sliding them inside her slick wet pussy while her other hand runs down her stomach and starts to join her other. She starts rubbing her clitoris and begins moaning out loud. I furiously begin stroking my hard cock, and a moan escapes me. She looks up at me. Shocked I try to force my cock back inside. I can’t. I look up at her face, worried about what she will do. Confused, I see that she is staring directly at my cock, biting her lip. I stop trying to push it into my boxers and stare at her, curiously. She looks up at me, with a look that would make a gay man turn straight. Her bright blue eyes staring into me, and the sexiest grin on her face.

 

“Make me cum and you can fuck me like a real gold digger” she whispers, lying back down on the floor tiles. I feel like I am about to cum there and then and quickly strip off. I slide up next to her and kiss her hard, stroking her tongue with mine, biting on her succulent lips, tasting her. I shudder as I feel her body underneath mine. I roll on top of her and look into her luscious eyes with passionate titillation.

 

“Do you want me to fuck you, bitch?” I say to her running the head of my dick up and down her soaking wet slit.

 

“Yes, the old man doesn’t give me what I want anymore, I need a tomboy” she replies, her eyes staring at my naked body while her fingernails scrape down my back grabbing my ass.

 

“What is that exactly?” I tease, grabbing her hands and pushing them onto the floor

 

“You’re cock, I’ve fantasized it about the day I met you” I can’t take it anymore and force my whole cock into her. Her pussy is dripping wet and swallows me into her straight away, filling her with my whole length. I feel her pussy around my cock and moan into her neck, biting her hard while I start to fuck her on the bathroom floor. Her hands grab my ass pulling me even deeper inside her with every thrust. I feel the head of my dick smack against her g-spot and she lets out a loud moan

 

            “Yes, there! Right there, oh fuck me. Fuck me harder with you’re married cock. Mmm fuck, you feel so good inside me, yes, fuck it again,” she moans louder and louder as I feel my hard dick hit her g-spot more and more often. Every time I fuck her sweet dripping pussy I feel it spasm around my dick. I can feel her pussy tighten while my dick gets deeper inside her. Faster and faster I fuck her, hitting her g-spot every time I enter her.

 

            “Fuck I’m going to cum baby, keep going don’t stop, don’t ever stop” she screams and moans. She pulls me onto her. I fuck her faster. I fuck her harder and deeper with every thrust, my cock filling up every inch inside her pussy. She moans and screams my name. Fucking her I feel her pussy tighten and grip my dick hard.

 

            “Oh my god I’m Cumming,” she manages before the pleasure takes control of her body. Swept up under the tide of the fuck, I feel her pussy grip my dick hard, sucking it into her, keeping it in place. As her head is thrown back, she lets out a moan, and her pussy vibrates against my hard sensitive head causing my balls to tighten. Suddenly my dick is gripped so hard, it is forced from her pussy and a jet of sweet cum squirts from her pussy all over my naked body.

 

I wake with a start. There is water everywhere; I look up into the face of my wife grinning down at my hard cock with an empty glass in her hand.

 

“Nice dream?” she asks hungrily

“You have no idea” I reply

 

..to be continued, (maybe)

 

l she could think about was how she wanted him. She wanted him to come and fuck her use her like she never had before. She was getting into it it felt so good she was on the brink then she heard the door opening. She froze thinking why she didnt lock the door when she came in. She looked up, it was him those eyes that smell she just continued while he watched. moaning at how good it felt. He pulled her up by the choker at her neck. She was afraid, she didnt know what he was going to do. But she knew she wanted him deep in her. He shoved her against the wall with her back towards him. He pressed against her. she could feel the hardness of him on every inch of her body but especially right there in between the cheeks of her ass. He held her pinned to the wall as he explored her body with his other hand. not at all being gentle. not unbearable pain but enough sting to show her he was in control of the situation. he bit her neck. she gasped and pushed her ass into him. "ur begging to be fucked arent you you lil slut. you are turned on knowing that im getting ready to use you." she was panting for him. he squezed her breast firmly while another hand reached under her skirt and felt her wet pussy. "ah you are a little whore beggin to be fucked" he said in a raspy voice. she was moaning knowing she should stop this but knowing it was to late. she was going to get what she was begging for. he still pinned her agains the wall with one hand while he hiked her skirt up and rubbed her pussy from behind bringing the lubrication to her ass. he was going to rape her ass it dawned on her. she started to squirm from fear he held her firm in his hands as he bent her over and slid his throbbing cock deep into her ass. he grabbed her choker and used that as leverage as he continued to pound away at her ass. she was screaming in pleasure. she used the wall as leverage to slam her ass against him harder with every thrust. he smacked her ass hard and froze not moving at all she tried to back into him again he held her tight not allwing her to move. "you are a naughty lil whore arent you. you love to be used and abused. you are my slut now. you will be used when i want where i want how i want. i will not finish this until you have succumb to my demands." she whimpered "yes master." he started pounding her again using her tits to make her slam against her that much harder. she exploded into a million pieces she just kept cumming wave after wave from the intensity of being used like this. knowing that her body no longer belonged to her. she felt it she felt him start cumming. she toppled over and came in one big final explosion. If u like what u read or want to know more about me. Hit me up bbtitsub@gmail.com