http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories Free Sex Stories, Erotic Stories And Erotica For Adults Mon, 09 Nov 2020 18:32:55 UTC en http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/cheating-stories/neighbor-affair/ My husband and I had just gotten married. I was out sun bathing while my husband was asleep he worked nights at the time.
I noticed my neighbor Jack was out weeding his garden. Watching him I noticed he kept looking my way. Well I was in my swim suit I thought maybe he was checking me out. I lay there half asleep thinking about him checking me out I started getting horny at the thought . Jack is about 50 I guessed at time. Older than my own dad.
I finally got up to go in and I glanced at Jack and he waved at me. I put my towel around my waist and walked over just to talk and see if I could make him uncomfortable his wife had to be somewhere around.
We did small talk and I saw his eyes kept scanning up and down my body.
I asked where his wife was and found she had gotten called into work.
So not to skip over the boring stuff while we were talking he asked if I would like a Pepsi he was heading to house so I followed we set on back deck and chatted some more the entire time he was taking in my tits.
Now I’m not blessed I have small tits but he kept staring. Finally it got so obvious I said you know I can take my top off so you can see better.
He got embarrassed and was laughing nervously . I said no I’m serious let’s go in your house. Now I did not know what he would say or do but I got up and headed to his house and through the back door looking over my shoulder he followed me in. I always been a flirt growing up as soon as he shut the door I took off my top.
He kept saying he didn’t need for me to do that all nervous but I came on to him strong and came up to him feeling his cock through his shorts. Saying I think you want me too. We fucked on the couch. I was disappointed when he came too quick and left me frustrated but I faked a orgasm for him and left because he was all nervous my husband would get up.
I fucked him several times that summer. Yes it was better the second go rounds. But was not really physically attracted to him but more the
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Hey folks. First post here on sex stories post, and it's the first part of a series. For those of you wanting more of the husband dominating the wife, don't worry, we'll get to it. Also, yes, they will get married. Just not quite the way Alice thought.

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I knew I’d fucked up.

That was really the core of everything that happened after. Knowing, right down to the bone, that everything was totally my fault. Me and Todd had had a good thing going; good marriage, nice house, decent money… everything we could really look for. There were people our age who’d have killed for what we had. But I went ahead and ruined it anyway.

But if I’m going to tell you all this, then I should explain a little better. My name’s Alice McMahon. Some of you may already know me as Berry. Yeah, that one. Thing is, I didn’t expect to end up being the world’s most famous sex-worker. I expected to get married at eighteen- which I did- and then work until Todd, my husband, finished college. Then he’d get a job, and I’d stop working. We’d have kids, boy and a girl, and watch them grow up. Then, when they had stable jobs and lives of their own, Todd would resign, and we’d wander the world as happy empty nesters.

Good plan, right? And we could have done it if I hadn’t-

Oh. Wait. I’m sorry. I forgot. See, like I said, I’m Berry, too. And being Berry has rules. When this story starts, I was eighteen. I was- and still am- a redhead, with thick, long, gorgeous red hair hanging down to my waist. It’s straight. I should tell you that too. It’s very long and straight. My skin’s really pale, almost flat white in places. I don’t blush easily, or go red when I get drunk, and I’ve got really good, creamy skin. Yeah, I moisturise. Only thing I’ve got on that skin are freckles, lots of them. Big green eyes, too.

But that’s not the important part. By the Rules of Being Berry, the important part is my tits; E cups, natural, with warm, dusky nipples that, even then, would harden and rise through my shirt in an instant if I got turned on. A slim waist, emphasising my big, round, perky ass. Long legs, with big, soft thighs that tapered in towards my knees and then blew out to round, soft calves. Small feet. Big, smooth, kissable lips, a soft pink without lipstick or gloss. I bruise easy, too. Hurt me, and you can leave a mark on me that lasts for days.

That’s what’s important, because that’s what makes me good to fuck. And Being Berry means getting fucked a lot.

But I wasn’t Berry yet. No, I was still Alice then, and like I said, I had just fucked everything up.

See, me and Todd? We’d been engaged since we were sixteen. And we’d been together since fourteen. It was… pretty much perfect. Even through all the teenage bullshit, and the stuff life throws at teenagers that’s a lot less bullshit and a lot more work (his parents’ divorce, my parents’ sheer, horrible rage at me being with a non-christian), we’d managed to stay together. Keep going. Be happy.

We’d arranged to get married as soon as we turned eighteen. He was three months older than me, so he was waiting on me. That… somehow makes it worse.

But then…

I’d never been to that kind of party. Okay? Ever. I’d never had a drink. I’d never kissed anyone but Todd, I’d never touched anyone but him either and-

And we’d- had this- this fight, right before.

This stupid fight.

I’d… I’d found his laptop. And normally, I’d never have looked at it! I really wouldn’t, we weren’t that kind of couple. But that time, for the first time, I did. I looked at his laptop. And he’d been looking at porn.

A lot of porn. All kinds. I didn’t know the names then, but- well. Now, I can list them for you. Lots of female submission stuff. Bondage, spanking, nipples – you know the kink.com video where it’s Mistress Donna’s birthday party, and she has tonnes of girls who are subbing for her and she’s making them fuck everyone and she’s hurting them while she does it? And then she takes Remy LaCroix out of a birthday present box and she lets everyone fuck Remy but Remy’s allowed to cum? He had that.

Then, weirdly, a few Hotwife sites, but not many- ones where the wife talks a lot about doing it to make her husband happy, or where the bulls pay the husband first.

Plus. Plus darker stuff. There was a lot of Japanese Chikan, a few girls getting gangbanged or raped or whatever. (Not, like, actually raped, it was pretty clearly staged, but still.) And a webcam stripper, and a few escort agencies. (I didn’t think he was cheating on me. It’d have been simpler if I did, but I didn’t. And I was right, too; Todd gets off on girls hooking, so he brings up the sites and jerks off sometimes. Back then, that’s where that stopped.)

The heaviest, though? Was girls with animals. That… really knocked me for six. But the thing is, all this? It was all on his laptop. Most of it open in tabs. So that’s one busy-ass laptop right there. And little innocent me, who sees this and freaked the fuck out.

At the time, I said it was because it was disgusting, and how could he look at that? How could he like it? And that’s what happened with the fight. But the thing was, it wasn’t really about that.

It was because I liked it.

Even just looking at it, I felt my body respond. I felt hands ghosting across my skin, clamping tight on my arms or my legs or my hips. My mind conjured cocks in my asshole, my pussy, my mouth- the salty taste of cum, the smoothness of cockskin on my tongue, the clenching of my throat-

It all just… came to me. I guess maybe a little part of me was Berry, even then.

So yeah. We fought. We really, REALLY fought. The kind of dragged out, apocalyptic argument that leaves you shaking, afterwards. It was a freaking death match, it really was. And it was me who was doing the screaming. It was me who was keeping it going. Todd mainly just kinda stood there. Took it. Looked ashamed, somewhere deep down, and that made me feel guilty, which just made me madder.

Until finally I just… left. Marched out of the house, got in my car, drove away.

(We were at Todd’s mom’s house, before you ask, and she wasn’t there. Busy kinda lady.)

But I didn’t have anywhere to go, either. My folks had kicked me out when me and Todd got engaged. They’d figured I’d come crawling back to them, I guess, but there we were, a year and a half later, still not speaking.

I could have gone back.

That’s important to understand.

I could have. My mother and father would have made me repent, break off the engagement, live a good Christian life, be a good Christian wife.

Berry would have died inside me, unborn.

Or I could have just… driven round, cooled off, gone back, been honest with Todd. I don’t know where that would have brought us. Probably not here.

But I didn’t do either of those things.

No.

I drove, and drove, away from the small town we lived in, until I got to the city. I parked my car. I watched the sun set, sitting there, not angry any more, just… just picturing the laptop, and the women on it being used, and my gut was full of tension and fire and thunderstorms and I-
Wanted-
It-
So bad.

And I was mad at myself for wanting it. And mad at Todd for making me want it, but also mad because Todd meant I couldn’t have it, either.
And then it was dark, and I saw the night clubs open, switching on their neon signs. My mother always used to tell me those places were where sinners went to cavort and fornicate. She called them training for hell.

Well. I wanted a little hell.

And then I got out of the car. Standing there, in my white blouse with the sleeves rolled up, blue jeans just a liiittle too tight, sneakers, sensible bra, sensible panties.

Standing there in the parking lot. Listening to Berry.

I took off the jeans and the sneakers. Right there, in full view of the bouncer and the quickly forming line of guys and babes. People clapped. The blouse was too big for me, honestly, but that meant it made for an okay miniskirt. I’d be barefoot, but- that wouldn’t be a problem, right?

Rolled up my sleeves.

Went behind the car. Berry still whispering sin in my ears, and I was listening. And happy, too, in some strange way. Happy to finally just stop trying to be a good girl, stop letting the parents who didn’t understand or want me control my life.

Reached under the hem of the shirt, took hold of the sensible panties, and pulled them off. Then up behind my back, to the sensible bra, and pulled that off too. Naked now, under the shirt. I undid one button just enough to make that clear when guys looked at my cleavage. Took the belt from the jeans and cinched it around my tiny waist.

I’m a pawg, you know. Phat Ass White Girl, to the porn illiterate amongst you. It’s hard to dress yourself as a pawg unless you’re trying to dress like a whore. I’d always had to struggle against that. Berry told me not any more.

And then I walked over to the back of the queue. Guys looking at me, laughing, smiling. One pushing close. Big guy, broad shoulders, muscles but also fat- a beer belly starting to roll over his belt. A thick beard. I could smell the sweat on him under the cologne. I wanted that. God. I really wanted it.

Thinking about it now, it’s like I’m back there, in nothing but a shirt and a belt on a cool summer night.

“Hey baby,” he growls, and I shiver again. “You look fun.”

I try to smile, still nervous. “Yeah. I’m real fun.”

“Me too. You going to party tonight?”

“…Yeah. Yeah, I am.”

I don’t remember the rest very well; we hustled past the bouncers (but one made a show of patting me down for weapons, the thinnest excuse to put his hands on my thighs and tits and back and ass. I let him. I liked it.), and then into the club itself. Music pounding. Beer belly has me by the wrist, takes me downstairs to the private lounge.

He buys me drinks. I drink them.

He introduces me to his friends- men like him, or women so beautiful I can’t believe they exist. I say hi.

He kisses me.

I kiss back, hard. And then his friends are on me too, and I’m kissing lots of guys and lots of girls but I’m not moving. No. They have my arms over my head and they’re pinning me by the wrist to the wall, so I’m stuck on the built-in seating. And the guys are dipping their heads down to kiss me. I’m drunk, now, and I’m seventeen and a half, but I want this, so I keep kissing back. Soon their tongues dip past my teeth. I taste liquor, beer, cigarettes, weed smoke. It’s foul. I love it. I love that I’m tasting this awful thing in my mouth because I’m finally- finally- being the little slut I had always known, deep down, I was.

And the ones who aren’t holding me or kissing me are grabbing at me through the shirt. I can feel their hands on my ribs, and my belly, and then they’re latching on to my tits, grabbing the meat of them, squeezing, my nipples caught between their fingers and it hurts so good.

This is the last moment when I’m a virgin. I remember it perfectly.

Because a second later someone- don’t know who, can’t even remember- has a finger in my pussy. I’m wet as I’ve ever been, and they slip inside, and I gasp into the mouth of the woman currently tasting me with her tongue. She laughs. Another two fingers slip inside me. Then someone else has their fingertips at the quivering rose of my asshole, and I get one second to think “really?” before I find out yes, really, and someone’s inside my ass.

It hurts.

I love it.

The fingers in both start to pump, and I’m gasping now, moaning, writhing on the seat, and someone has grabbed my ankles and they’re holding my legs wide open so my pussy and my ass are on full display. They’ve stopped kissing me now. Girls get kissed. Sluts just get used. I’ve still got the taste of stale beer and nicotine in my mouth, and it’s still foul, and I still love it because I know what it means.

The fingers in my pussy are joined by a fourth, and then a thumb. I’m gaping open under the brutal ministrations of my anonymous user. The ass-finger is now buried up to the knuckle inside me. I hear Beer Belly’s voice, heavy, growling, sending my lust spiralling through the roof- “get her shirt”

Seconds later the belt is off

And they tear at the shirt and send the buttons flying

And I’m completely on display.

A happy voice bellows somewhere nearby (barely hear it through the haze of pleasure and pain) “fuck me, look at the rack on this bitch! Gotta fuck those tits, man, least once!”

The words are barely in the air for a second before the full hand that’s opened my pussy up to everyone in that room withdraws. One second of confused disappointment/relief.

And then my user punches his fist into my cunt.

My eyes open. I see that odd not-colour that sears your sight when you’ve been in darkness too long. It doesn’t matter. I can’t see what I’m seeing. Too busy being dragged under the surface by the insane, shuddering depths of sensation from being fisted. Hot tearing pain. Indescribable pleasure. Every crack and cranny of the hand seared into my memory. Toes curling, feet pointing, whole body going taut. (He wore a wedding ring. I felt the gold inside me, somehow cold against my silky pussy-flesh).

It’s just.

Perfect.

The ass-finger keeps pumping. The hands keep rending at my tits. Scratches from untrimmed nails. I’m bruised and bleeding and overjoyed. That’s what brings me back, as I get used to being some stranger’s hand puppet. It’s good that I do, because seconds later I see Beer Belly’s huge hands reach down, shove- the fist comes out of me, but I don’t see my user’s face- and then he’s over me. His shirt’s off. I was right. Giant muscles, and a huge, rolling stomach to cover me, smother me. The smell of dried sweat and male musk half-hidden by cologne. A beard. Hair, all over him, thick and black and wiry. A giant of a man.

“Since she’s warmed up,” he howls, and there’s this cruel laughter. And then his pants are down around his knees.

Todd had never had me. No-one had. My mother and father still too much in my head, I guess. I knew nothing, is my point, about sex. But even then, I could see Beer Belly’s cock was impossible. Easily nine inches long, three inches wide. Erect. Throbbing with his heartbeat.

I guess it was good I’d been fisted so well, or he’d never have gotten his cock so deep into me.

Then there was the feeling of his huge, fat chest rolling over me, crushing me under his weight. My legs have been folded up so they’re on his shoulders, and he lies down and pushes me till I’m bent in half. My tits are pressed against his chest. His tongue is in my mouth. I stare at him with glazed, tear-stained, desperate, hungry eyes, and he looks back, and oh, I’m going to be used alright.

I can barely breath. My hands are still pinned to the wall. He starts to pump into me. And I’m gone. My first orgasm delivered by someone else. Shakes through me. Rattles my bones, sends my eyes rolling back into my head. He’s on top, this grunting, growling, snarling creature, his halitosis rolling over my face

(yes, yes, terrible breath, awful, YES, USE ME, IT’S WHAT I’M FOR-)

And he keeps pumping, over and over, sometimes stopping to thrust his tongue into my mouth. Starts slow and steady, so when I come back after that first orgasm, he’s this constant, excellent rhythm in my pussy.

I’m gasping. Trying to speak. He laughs.

“Shut up, baby, no-one wants to hear the fuck toy speak.”

Fuck toy. God. Yes. That’s me. That’s who I am. Berry’s been let loose,
and I think I’ve never felt so good.

But Beer Belly doesn’t know what a good little fuck toy I am, so he grabs me, heaves me up (my arms bend painfully back for one second till the unknown hands let go) and then drops me so my back slams flat against a table. One of those small, round metal ones you see in outside cafes, not big enough to support my head, and my neck is weak and fluttering like the rest of my body, so I drop and my head hangs back at waist height. Beer Belly’s not crushing me any more, but he’s still fucking me, and even if he wasn’t I’m not going anywhere.

“Get her wrists,” he growls. “Now. Fast.”

And it’s fast, like he says. Someone’s got each of my wrists, and binds them into leather cuffs with rope running down to the ground. Someone yanks, and my arms are dragged back, painfully far, just on this side of dislocation. The agony makes a corona of red pleasure shudder in my fat tits. I’m crucified and fuckable.

Beer Belly’s starting to up his rhythm a bit. People are talking, laughing. Then there’s a belt being undone and I can see it upside down. Blue jeans and brass and leather. A zip pulling down.

The cock is smaller than Beer Belly’s, but it’s still big. Erect. I can smell it, too, that musky male scent. It’s owner reaches down and thrusts his hand into my long thick red hair. I gasp. One second of my mouth being open. All he needs. In an instant, his cock is buried in my mouth up to my tonsils. I’m gagging on it, squeezing it with my throat, and his fat ballsack is resting on my noise.

I’m facefucked. Seconds of it being pulled out so I don’t lose consciousness (Berry doesn’t want me to, wants to remember every wonderful awful moment of pure degradation) and then it’s back inside my mouth and thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. Faster than Beer Belly. Jackhammer to his wrecking ball.

It hurts. And fuck me, I still love it.

After a minute, the cock in my mouth sends a gout of something hot and salty gushing down my throat. I cough and hack and I can taste it and oh God yes. This. Less then a second to savour it before another one is there, and they use my mouth again.

They go on like that for a while. Using me. Delighting me by how little of a fuck they give about me as anything other than a pussy, some tits, and a mouth. A parade of cocks in my mouth. Beer Belly, speeding up a little more, bruising the inside of my thighs.

And then one of them decides to introduce me to the next sin on the list.

In those brief moments of consciousness beneath the pounding cocks, I’d seen him. Tiny guy, balding, bad teeth. I wanted him to use me too, of course, but I wanted all of them to use me, so he hadn’t seemed special.
But he shed his pants, and I saw his long, thin cock. Like a skewer. Circumcised and somehow sharp as a javelin. But he didn’t join the queue of unknown facefuckers, or try and shift Beer Belly as she broke in my pussy. He’d made eye contact with me, just for a moment. Leered an awful yellow grin. Wanked himself for a minute to hardness, and then put his finger to his lips.

Shhhhh.

And vanished into the crowd of my eager users. I didn’t have a second to think about him. Too many people inside me.

But I saw him again later, crawling naked and frog-like on his hands and knees through the crowd. Smiled up at me. Vanished below the table.
Beer Belly had dragged me so my hips lay on the rim of the table, his hands and cock keeping me from falling. I tell you this so you can understand how skewer must have twisted and bent himself to do what he did next.

It starts almost undetectably, a whisper in the bellowing orchestra of pain and pleasure that I’m being drowned in. Another finger, cold and damp and wet, thrusting up into my asshole. I let myself go loose for it. I want it. The finger notices, probes deeper- YES- withdraws.

I swallow cum and disappointment.

And then.

Then.

I feel a hard, thrusting thing, much wider than a finger, stab into my ass. My eyes go wide again. I recognise it, immediately. Skewer. Skewer is fucking me in the ass. I didn’t even know people did that, but now it’s happening, fuck me, yes, I want it. Skewer’s long thin cock stabs up my anal passage and starts to thrust, counterpoint to Beer Belly. My ass spreads wide for him, shuddering, twitching, hungry for his pallid cock.
It’s perfect.

So he keeps at it, Skewer. Hammering my ass over and over. I don’t think Beer Belly notices, or anyone else. Skewer has my asshole all to himself.
I wish I had longer to enjoy it, but new sensations are being thrown at me. As another guy pulls out of my mouth and I gasp for breath in the brief gap before they use my face again, I feel someone sit on me. Just climbs up and sits on my rips. I glance up, and see a towering, orange-tanned, grinning frat-bro unzip his shorts and lay yet another cock between my tits.

“Fucking told you,” he says, grinning at me like a child at their favourite toy. “Got to fuck those tits, babe. Gotta.”
“Don’t call the fuck toy babe,” growls Beer Belly. I agree in silence, because I’m not a babe. I’m a piece of meat.

The frat bro laughs. He slaps me open handed across the face. I see stars and the almost-colours of pain-beyond-sight for a second. Then I feel his hands dig into the flesh of my tits and press them together, and then I’m being fucked again. It’s less intense, that feeling, but the knowing it, the fact of it that someone’s taken my breasts and is using them for their pleasure, that they want this and I have no choice but to give it to them-

That’s good. That’s really good. Frat Bro keeps his perch on my ribs, thrusting and jerking. I get to watch him for a second (underlaid by the pounding from Beer Belly and the stabbing of Skewer) before a fist clenches my hair and my head’s yanked back.

There’s two cocks this time. I wonder if the guys are brothers. Their cocks are identical. I wrap my mouth around the two as best I can, and they fuck and fuck and fuck my face.

Five cocks at once. I like that.

Second orgasm. The brothers in my mouth last longer than the guys before them, and the five who are in me- the brothers, skewer, beer belly, frat bro- drag me on to a third and a fourth. I’m starting to lose coherence, now, all thoughts gone. A bundle of sensations shivering and juddering under each new impact.

Then, at last, the brothers come. I hear one mutter to the other that my mouth is perfect. Blow jobs, then. I guess I’m all about the blow jobs. They step away, and no-one takes their place. Seconds later, Frat Bro’s cock erupts. He spunks an ocean. So much. It covers my tits, my face, my hair- he tilts his hips, stands a little- my belly and hips. Frat Bro half-falls, half-climbs off, makes eye contact, grins, mouths “call me”.

I can’t think of a reply. Even if I could, I couldn’t say it, because then Skewer comes, and as he does hammers deeper into my ass than anyone’s been, before or since. His cum is almost cold. As he finishes, he slips back out of me, slow and long, and I give a shuddering gasp. I don’t see him again.

And the crowd’s still all around me, but no-one seems to be lining up to use me any more. I come closer to normal thought than I’ve been for a while, and I see my hands are cum-glazed, the muscles cramping. I’ve been jerking guys off, and I hadn’t even noticed. My feet at wet, too- Beer Belly was sucking my toes earlier, he must have kept going.

And it’s just me and him now. Me and Beer Belly, riding a brand new slut on her maiden (the irony) voyage. He’s finally built up enough speed. The repeated thud thud thud of his hips against mind kindles a new kind of ecstacy in the pit of my stomach.

I cum again, smaller, tighter, harder. He must feel my pussy squeeze on him, because he grins at me with a wide, filthy smile. “Like that?”

And I speak. For the first time in a long time, I manage to gasp out, “yes.”

That seems to do it for him. His smile gives way to something hard and tight and yearning and he cums deep inside me. For a second we stay like that. Then he pulls out- I shudder again- lets go of my hips. I slither to the floor, my whole body this exhausted mess. It feels like my bones are made of silk. He grins down at me again, huge cock still hanging out. Reaches down. Grabs my hair and drags me into a sitting position. He wipes his cock off on my face, and then lets go to put himself away and pull up his jeans.

It takes all I have not to collapse again. The VIP area’s full of grinning, laughing, cheering men.

With camera phones. All of them on me.

I want to tell you that my guts filled with cold fear. That I knew, instantly, that this meant all of this was… was on record. That everyone would know. That that knowledge terrified me, and that the thought of my nice, neat, honourable life being torn away from me was even worse.

And to be fair, that did happen. Kind of. I felt… aware. I felt like people would know about it. About me.

But I also felt… good. Satisfied. Like they should know. The little embers of Berry in my stomach would flare up again soon, after all, and if they didn’t know I’d done this, how would they come find me and use me again?

That’s the awful truth. I knew, already, that this was the first time my body would belong to any stranger who wanted me, but by no means the last.

I did tell you this was all my fault.

There was only a few seconds to think that, though, before the next part of the night’s entertainments settled on me. As Beer Belly shouldered through the crowd, laughing a deep, leathery kind of laugh, his friends swarmed over me. I got picked up, fucked a few more times. It was good, but I don’t remember it as well. Doesn’t drag me back to that moment as clearly.

The last part, though, that I remember. The night club had closed. The bar staff had made their way back, joined the milling crowd in the VIP area, taken their turns on me like everyone else, then left me naked and covered in cum on the bartop. The owner had come out, found me, dipped his balls in my mouth (I sucked without having to be told and watches his face twist with pleasure), jerked off and cum on my face. He’d slapped me too, open handed, and smirked at me before climbing off the bar to ragged cheers by the barstaff.

They were all that was left. Drinking cervezas and chatting. Finally, as they emptied their bottles, they stood.

One, a blonde like Frat Bro, started to leave. The owner called out his name.

“Where you going?”

“Bathroom. I need to take a piss.”

“You think the rest of us don’t? Nah. I got a better idea.”

Their eyes fixed on me. Blonde considered.

“Place is gonna be pretty fucked up after.”

“It isn’t already? Bitch has tracked cum fucking all over the damn place.”

“Gonna need a deep clean, is what I’m saying.”

“Needs one anyway. Besides, when else will you get this opportunity?”

Blonde smirked, nodded. Owner grinned back at him. And I-

-see, it should have been too far. Somehow. It should have. I should have been done.
But I wasn’t. I was still Berry. Still the fuck toy, the piece of meat. I wanted to be ruined some more.

-slipped off the bar onto my bare, cum stained feet. They stopped, milled around uncertainly.

And then I sank to my knees like the obedient little whore I was. “Would you like me to open my mouth?” I murmered.

And they grinned like sharks. “Not yet,” said Owner.

They circled around me, muttering to one another. I waited. Couldn’t rush them.

Their cocks came out, small and slack. I waited.

Laughter.

Then- piss. Long, yellow, streams of piss, hitting my face. Warm, too, I closed my eyes. Another stream hit my hair, started to clear away the cum out of it. Another hit my tits (I heard laughter again, “aim for the nipple!”).
“Now open your mouth,” said Owner. I did. And his stream arcs through the air right into my mouth. Again, that awful taste, and the knowledge that yeah, it was awful, and yeah, I loved it because I wanted it to be awful. Awful was what foul little cumsluts like me deserved.

I felt owner’s eyes on my face. Watching me.

So I stared back and started to swallow. Great gulps of his piss flooding down into my belly. His eyes widened. A disbelieving half laugh punches out from his lips. I keep going, drinking his piss. The other staff see, laugh, and then they’re pissing in my mouth too.

(I’m there again now, writing this.)

I swallow all of it. Every drop. Only when they’re all empty do they stop. There’s a brief moment where- staring at their faces, empty, calm- I feel a deep, strange kind of peace.

Then Blonde grabs me by the hair again and drags me behind the bar. I hear the others laugh- “you fucking freak, she’s covered in piss!” but he throws me flat. “Fight back,” he mutters. “Try to stop me.”

I reach up, try and scratch at him, push him off, but it doesn’t work and I’m glad it doesn’t. I want his cock. If he wants to pretend to rape me, fine.
He goes at me hard, cums. I gasp as I feet him inside me. Then he climbs off. There’s a few deep sinks behind the bar, and I guess I know what’s coming when he grabs my hair.

My head is thrust into the sink, and the cold water spurts all over my face. He washes off the piss and cum and what little makeup there was after a night of nigh-constant use. Then my hair- gets every hard tangle of cum loose.

“The fuck you doing?” owner asks. Blonde shrugs. “Got to look after your toys, boss.”

He twists me around- I bend awkwardly- and then my tits, fat and pendulous and bruised all over, are under the water. Then my belly. Then (another twist) my back. He uses cold water, dish soap and a rough flannel, dirty from cleaning glasses. Next, he lifts me up, puts my naked, bruised, and aching ass under the water. “Spread your cheeks.” I do. He sprays the tap into my asshole, then buries a finger in there, scooping out load after load of cum until I’m empty again.

Grabs my hips. New bruises there, too, more marks of ownership. Flips me over. Fingers thrusting into my pussy, filling me with cold water. Most of the cum’s inside, now. If I’m pregnant, fuck all he can do about it. But he gets what he can. Gets my thighs, shins, calves, feet. Does my hands last.

I’m naked, wet, shivering.

Clean.

He gives me a critical look over. “Yeah. Okay.” Makes eye contact.

“You got a name?”

I shake my head. I’m not Alice any more. Alice wouldn’t do any of what I’ve done. And Berry doesn’t – or didn’t, I should say – have a name yet. Blonde shrugs.

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It all started when I was 16 years old and working the midnight shift at a restaurant on the Ohio turnpike.

There was usually three of us on duty and this particular night was no exception other than the business was extremely slow.

My position was what they called the porter or janitor, dishwasher, toilet scrubber, garbage can emptier you get the idea.

It was probably one in the morning when I was sitting down in what we called the overflow dining room which was always closed unless we were very busy.

I was sipping on a cola when donna came in, she was thirty five years old five feet and a little change tall, petite around 105 lbs sopping wet. We were friends but this would all change that night.

She came in and pulled a chair out from underneath the table and placed her foot upon the chair to retie her shoe.

The uniforms the women were required to wear came in different lengths and donna had one of the shortest skirts in the selection.

As I was sitting there watching her tie her shoe I could not help but notice that I could see partially up her skirt. And of course a boy at my age I took in as much of the view as I could get. She moved a little and I got a glimpse of panties underneath her pantyhose.

I felt my cock starting to get hard and at first I thought it was just a innocent accident and that she did not mean to give me such a show, I was pleasantly mistaken. A hour or so went by and I had caught up on all my duties so I was back in the overflow dining room sipping on another cola once again, trying to stay awake when Donna came in. The other worker had went to the restroom so Donna was covering for her and the restaurant was basically empty. She waltz in and says hi and proceeds to reach under her skirt and adjust her pantyhose. Inching her skirt up a little at a time she now has her thigh exposed over half way and I can just see the bottom of her panty clad bottom. Needless to say there was a stirring going on in my trousers under the table. I look up only to see Donna looking me straight in the eyes. Busted I thought caught red handed! And then she had the naughtiest smile come across her lips. She just stood there letting me see her beautiful thigh and panty line. A customer came down the line to the register and the show was over that fast. Whew I had to get up and fast!! My first thought was go downstairs to the break room where our lockers were and shoot that load that was starting to build up in my balls. But I thought I better not with just one person on the line at this time. So I went into the dish room and started washing a few pans that I had not gotten to yet. I am in there for just a few minutes when I feel this body up against my back at first I am startled then I realize it is Donna and she has her breast up against my back. She is reaching around to give me some dirty pans. I turn around and look down at her as I am six feet tall she smiles at me again and reaches up and kisses me on the lips. Now I had kissed girls but never a woman. There was something about her lips, they tasted .....So..So warm and wet and she smelled so womanly.

I eagerly kissed her back and as I did my hands naturally fell to her waist and then just dropped down to her backside. When my hands reached her bottom she slid into me pressing her perky breast against me. I thought she has to feel my cock pushing up against her. We kissed for what seemed like ten minutes but I am sure it was just a minute or so. And that fast she was gone again. I looked down at my bulging pants that was sticking straight out.

Thirty minutes or so goes bye and I am back in the dish room when Donna came in for no other reason than tease me some more. I did not mention that we also had a dish machine that was huge, the size of a small car that had a conveyor belt that made a big circle. I ask her to follow me behind the dish machine so I took her by the hand where no one could see us and we sneaked back there. We started passionately kissing with a huge amount of tongue. I was kissing her and she was sucking my tongue. My hands had slid down behind her and I pulled her skirt all the way up past her hips. My hands slid down and under her panties as I touched my first woman's behind. It was so tight and tiny and warm. How I did not cum on myself I will never know. We were out of sight from our coworker but in all the excitement I had forgotten that we were standing in front of a huge window which ran from a couple feet from the floor to a couple feet from the ceiling. Anyone in the parking lot got quite a show let me tell you.

Soon the make out session was over and she had to go back out on the front line.

A short time later I ran into her in the back of the kitchen. I ask her if she would like to meet me in the basement? This is where we kept a good portion of stock, cups, napkins other dry goods etc. So we agreed to meet in about a hour downstairs in the break room. I thought that hour would never pass.

The time finally came and I went downstairs and waited. Soon I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. As Donna walked into the break room I met her and pulled her into my arms kissing her passionately on the lips. She started kissing back and then slid her warm tongue into my mouth. We stood there tongues swirling in each others mouth, I started backing her up towards a old sofa that the management had provided in the break room. Once we got there I just kind of let the passion take over. I ran my hands up under her skirt and slid my hands into and around the top of her pantyhose. And with one swift move I yanked her hose and panties all the way down to her ankles. I pushed her back onto the couch and as she sat down she kept asking me what I was doing? I then did something that I had only dreamed of. I buried my head between a woman's legs. I started licking her wet pussy. The scent was overwhelming. It was a strong musky very aromatic and so sexual smelling it was the most awesome scent I had ever experienced. I thought I was going to cum on myself. Donna immediately took hold of my head and ears and started moving my tongue around and guiding me. She was moaning and telling me if I did not stop she would cum. I told her to cum let it go cum on my face. I wanted all of her juices I could get. I spread her lips open and ran my tongue inside of her warm pussy as far as I could get it. Then up and down her vagina. I went from the crack of her bung hole all the way to the top of her clitoris. Her pussy which had so much delicate slick juice oozing out of it. I went back to her clit and began nibbling and sucking on it like a woman does with a mans cock. I slid a finger inside her love tunnel and began rotating it and pulling it back out then pushing my finger back in. Donna started bucking her hips and started saying I am gonna cum I am gonna cum......I am cumming Bob I am cumming!!!!!!!!! Her body became stiff and she was squeezing my head between her thighs. She came over and over. I just kept licking and lapping her hole gathering as much of her nectar as I could. I had cum all over my face it was dripping off my nose my face was entirely coated. My underwear was soaked with pre-cum that was leaking out of the tip of my rock hard penis. This lasted approximately five minutes. She said we needed to go back upstairs and as she stood up I had my face lined up with her now matted hair. I was still kissing her as I reached down and started pulling her panties and panty hose up her legs. As her panties came up to my face I could not help to notice how turned on our making out had made her. Her panties had a huge wet spot right in the crotch and the scent was unbelievable!!! As I stood up and she adjusted her clothes she reached up and kissed me right on the lips slightly licking my lips and tasting her own cum that was all over me. I was so wrapped up in pleasing her that I gave no thought of getting pleased myself. Don't get me wrong I love pumping out a creamy white load as much as any sixteen year old boy. But for me it was all about taking care of her first. I have been this way all of my life. As we walked back up stairs I ask if I could come over when we got off work and she said absolutely! She gave me her address and said if you are half as good with your dick as you are with your mouth she would not be able to stand it. I smiled and proudly told her she had not seen anything yet. The one thing I forgot to mention was I was a virgin a total virgin. Don't get me wrong I had made love to hundreds of women (in my mind) while jerking off and looking at Playboy and Penthouse. Once upstairs she went back to work as did I. As the night went on I was mopping the floor in the lobby and I could not believe the scent that had filled my nostrils. My face felt like a glazed donut and I almost hyper ventilated constantly inhaling and enjoying the scent on my face.

Finally seven am came and I went home and got cleaned up. While cleaning up I was washing my cock and it felt so good I wanted to just blow a load all over the shower wall but I decided to wait. As I drove to Donna's house and found the address I pulled into her drive to find a big house that was in somewhat disrepair. She met me at the door and showed me around the lower level of the house. She then took me by the hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. Once there we quickly started kissing and she wasted no time with slipping her moist wet tongue inside my mouth. Soon we were shedding clothes and sliding into bed. The problem was I had gotten so nervous knowing I was going to have sex for real that I could only get half way hard. She crawled into bed her nipples standing out like pencil erasers oh my gosh they were so sexy. I slipped into bed with my back to her afraid she would see my semi erection. I immediately covered myself and rolled on my side towards her. We started kissing and I then began my descent on her ears nibbling and kissing her lobes. I started licking under her ears and nuzzling her neck. Her hair smelled so good and she wore it short so I was able to just keep kissing my way down her neck until I reached her shoulder. By this time my cock had started to respond to the exquisite feeling of being with such a sexual creature. I slid my hand up to her breast with those beautiful nipples. Donna responded with a long gasp, as I continued circling her nipples and rolling them between my thumb and finger. She was starting to squirm and rotate her small hips. I could once again smell that pungent sexy scent from her womanhood wafting up from underneath the covers. I soon reached her breast and placed my lips on her warm nipples. Another inhaling gasp came from Donna's lips as I started to nibble and lightly suck on her oh so perky nipples. I slid my hand down towards her pubic mound. Donna was not shaved close and had a wonderful amount of downy hair. I started lightly stroking her now swollen clitoris as her hand found my now swollen cock. She began caressing and stroking me so slowly. She took the pre-cum that was now eagerly flowing out of the tip of my cock and lubricated her hand with it as she stroked me up and down. I had never felt a woman's hand before on my cock and her hand was unreal. I was hoping that I did not shoot cum all over the inside of the covers before I got to experience my first woman. As I continued swirling my fingers on Donna's swollen clit I moved my finger down towards her moist hole that was now flowing so copiously with her slippery juice. The only problem was I had gotten so excited that I kind of lost track of where my fingers was. I started looking and feeling for her vagina. I had reached her puckered little brown hole and as I was trying to insert my finger in her tight anus. Donna politely said uh hum I think you are to low lol..... I quickly brought my finger up a little and followed the stream that was trickling out of her well lubricated tunnel. Donna who had not stopped her slow steady stroking motion ask me if I wanted on top or for her to be on top? Looking back I now see how ridiculously stupid I sounded because I did not know if Donna knew I was a virgin. I looked her in the eye and said, you get on top I am always on top ha ha ha she quickly slid over and spread her legs as she slid down on my now slippery shaft. As she slid down onto my shaft I felt a twinge of pain I think I was so tense and afraid I was going to cum that I had pinched the tip close with my muscles. Once inside, her juice and mine began to mingle. She was riding my hard cock slowly and I was reaching up and kneading her breast as she became more aggressive. Soon she was moaning and sliding herself all the way down to the hilt. Our pubic bones and hair was bumping together becoming more and more matted as she was soon riding waves of orgasm. She was moaning and going faster and telling me she was cumming, bob I am cumming oh my gosh I am cumming!!!!!!!!!!!! And with that I too began to cum. I started spewing hot cum deep inside her. Blast after sweet blast I shot my load into this warm wet cavern of hers,

You could hear the sounds of suction and wetness as my cock plunged deep inside her. As we continued our joined union I could feel her cum and mine leaking out and now running down my swollen balls. Once we were both finished she collapsed on top of me her breast slippery with sweat. I reached down and placed my hands on the back of her hips as my spent cock slid out of her. I felt a gush of warm cum as my semen began to flow out of her.

We lay there and kissed for a while before we got up and got dressed.

This story is true and exactly as it happened.

Hope you enjoyed..................................

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Howard said, good, it’s you, Troy and Lloyd called me earlier, the were really pleased with their reward after they signed their contract with our law firm. They both said they have fucked lots of the white wives that work for, but you’re the best black cock sucker around and the best white pussy around. They both said, they’re probably going to start drilling your pussy regularly if I want to keep the contract and probably use you as the moral reward for their employees. I told them, no problem, you’re one of my whores, that’s what she’s for, fucking, they could send anyone they wanted over to fuck you here in the office or at your house, I don’t care where they fuck you.

Stan walked in and said, I ready to go to Jamaica to get that contract signed. He looked at Deanna and said you’re going with me for few days. I got you all you’re going to need, which won’t be much, the plan is to get that Jamaican contract, so you’re going to be getting plenty of Jamaican black dick, I hear they have big dicks, just like the way you like them right, your like the big black and thick up your ass, Stan and Howard began to laugh and high five. Stan kept on saying, Howard told you he was going to make you famous, lots of black cocks know you her now, soon you will be famous in Jamaica. We are going to take plenty of videos of you taking big black cocks, we’re going to make you the hottest international whore on video, porn makes lots of money and you’re going to be our leading porn star. Deanna thought, how did I get here, from Scott being my one and only man, to being the biggest whore, in a matter of four days, she already had lost count of how black men had fucked her. Deanna was torn apart by her love for her husband and being submissive to black men, she got wet just thinking how black men dominated her and used to her married pussy, she still felt Troy and Lloyds hard fucking as they double penetrated her last night. Deanna thought of their hard cocks that dumped so much cum in her pussy and ass, also she had swallowed what it seemed gallons of their juice.

Deanna said, my husband will back, and Howard replied, no he won’t, this morning I gave another assignment, I told him, we had promoted you and I was sending you to Jamaica with Stan as our public relations moral officer, he won’t know you’re our new public relations officer. That Jamaican video distribution company pays us millions a year, it is own by three brothers and their father, I told them I was sending them my new public relations officer thanking them for their business. Deanna said, damn Howard, why don’t you just say it, you mean your public relations whore. Howard replied, well I didn’t want to sound so nasty, but O.K. if that’s the way you want it, yeah, you’re going to be one of our P.R. whores, except you’re going to be special, were making you the Jamaican white queen porn star. Deanna replied, what if I don’t want to be a porn star, then what? Howard replied, we have plenty of video on you fucking black men saying how much you like black cock, your hubby might be interested, or maybe white conservative family. Deanna replied, fuck you Howard. Howard reached out grabbed her by the arm pulled her to him telling her, don’t act uppity with me whore, Troy and Lloyd already sent me the videos they took of you telling them how much you liked their big black cock. Do you want me to send the video to Scott where you have Troy’s huge cock up your ass while Lloyd his big black rod buried deep in your hot cunt, as you’re yelling, fuck me, fuck me, fuck this married whore, bitch, stop acting like you don’t like fucking black cock, I can see the lust in your eyes as you enjoy taking a big chocolate stick in your mouth, you can’t get enough of it, you like to suck a black dick dry, he took her hand placed on his hard dick. Howard looked at her and said, come on whore unzip me and take my black cock out and do what you like to do with black dicks. Deanna began to slowly unzip his pants, reached in and pulled Howard’s huge hard 12-inch dick. Deanna could no longer resist, she knew Howard was right, she loved to suck and fuck big black cocks, she looked down staring at his big cock and she knelt down, and started licking his cock. A couple of minutes later, Deanna began devouring Howard’s huge cock, she was driving as much of his cock down her throat as she could take, then released it and she went to town moving back her mouth back and forth as fast as she could go, while making moaning and gurgling noises. Howard said, hey Stan, look at this whore suck my dick, she’s going bananas, as he grabbed her head and drove his huge cock down her throat and began dumping wads of cum down her throat as he said, oh yeah, that’s a good whore, swallow all that tapioca, don’t spill a drop. After Deanna swallowed every bit of his cum, without being told, she started licking Howard’s shaft and balls until they were clean.

Stan said, look at that slut, you’re so right Howard, this whore wanted to pretend she didn’t want to be whore, but the truth is she’ll do anything for black cock. Stand dropped his pants revealing a huge erect cock and grabbed her by the hair and turned her over to his cock, and rammed it down her mouth, while saying, you need to start practicing for all that Jamaican black cock you’ll be sucking and fucking. Deanna was now rapidly sucking Stan’s cock, while Howard was saying, that’s it bitch take it all down your throat, those Jamaican boys say the like to fuck white women’s mouths, so you have a good picture of what is in store for you, but no worries, they’re going to be drilling your ass and married white pussy too, Howard and Stan began laughing and high fiving as Stan began coming in her mouth. Deanna tried to fight it, but she knew, that Howard and Stan were right, she couldn’t stop black men from fucking her, she loved the taste of hot cum going down her throat, she knew she wanted to go to Jamaica to fuck Jamaican black cock, she looked forward to it.

After cleaning up their limo took them to the airport, they took off on law firm’s private jet. Stan gave Deanna a box that contained an outfit that only a French whore would wear. Stan said, put that on, Deanna protested, come on Stan, this hardly covers nothing, probably not even my ass, only a whore would wear this. Stan replied, well I’m glad you finally understood what you are, you still don’t get it do you, let me make it clear as vodka, your job from now on is to fuck all our black clients, all your fucking sessions will be recorded, distributed and sold for lots of greenbacks. Deanna said, fuck, don’t I even get anything to say about it, I am married you know. Stan replied, that you’re married is what makes you special to black men, they like to fuck white married whore wives, just like you, so no you don’t have a fucking thing to say about it, you just spread those legs wide when we send black men to fuck that white married pussy. Stan continued, you want to act like you’re still so innocent, you know you like big black dick up your married hot pussy and ass, I sure have seen how you like to suck on a chocolate stick, you know your 5-inch dick white hubby can’t satisfy your white pussy anymore, you need black dick and you know it, so stop the bullshit because from now on lots of black men are going to fucking that married white pussy.

There was limo waiting at the airport when they arrived and Deanna thought, good I don’t have walk around with this outfit. A tall Jamaican man, he appeared in his late 50s or early 60s got out of the limo and shook hands with Stan, saying hey Leo. Leo said, this the married whore we’re all going to fuck. Stan replied, yeah, Howard said he was to make her the best black cock sucker in porn movies. Leo replied, does her hubby know you’re whoring out his wife? Stan replied, hello no, he still thinks he’s married to a prim and proper innocent white wife, we know better in the last four days we had about twenty-five different black cocks in her married white ass and hot cunt, and she loves to suck a chocolate stick. When we found out she never had been ass fucked, we took care of that shit, Howard, Jay, Lee and his nephews quickly broke her in, they gapped her ass wide several times, she begged us to stop, but you know how that goes, there’s no stopping when you’re training a white wife to be whore for black dick, she can take lots of cock up her ass now, shit, she goes bananas with big black cock in her ass, so Leo make sure you test drive that ass, she’ll go crazy on the big black Jamaican dick you got, they laughed out loud and high fived, as Leo said, oh have plans on testing her ass, can’t wait to bury my dick deep in that married white ass, you know I love to fuck a white man’s wife, love to turn them into white whores for black dick.

As they got into the limo, there was another young man, they called him Gordon, one of Leo’s sons. Stan got on the passenger’s side with the driver, Deanna sat between the father and son. Gordon reached over and put his hand between her legs saying let me see how this pussy feels as his hand touched her pussy, she let out low moan and thrust her hips upward to meet his fingers that quickly went deep in her pussy. Gordon said, damn white girl, you do like black cock, look at you, already wet and shit, didn’t even have a hard time putting my three fingers up your hot cunt. Leo told Stan, you and Howard, sure know how to pick them, the white wives that turn out to be the best whores are the ones that really get into fucking black cock, they don’t care they are whores, they just want lots of black cock, and this whore is one of them. Gordon pulled his big black cock out and pulled Deanna right on top of it, she was so wet there was no resistance as she lowered her pussy down on his huge dick, moaning, ooooh, ooooh. Gordon said, damn this girl’s pussy is wet and she began coming as she lowered her hot pussy on my dick, this whore loves black dick, my cock is all white, she can’t stop coming. Deanna began to go bananas, she began bucking her hips hard on Gordon’s dick, she kept going faster and faster. Gordon said, Howard said, he wanted you bred, so I’m going to put all my baby making juice up your hot cunt, Deanna was so hot and bucking her hips so hard, she flat out said, I don’t care, fill me up, give it all to me, I want all your black baby juice in me. Gordon began coming, while Deanna kept on moaning as he kept dumping all his cum deep in her pussy. Gordon was spent and said, here dad, try this married white pussy out, she fucks great.

Deanna quickly got on Leo’s hard dick and continued fucking without missing a beat. Leo said, you like all that black meat up your hot cunt, don’t you girl. Deanna was bucking her pussy hard on Leo’s big hard on saying, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me. Leo said, don’t you worry, Stan brought you to right place, you’re going to be famous video porn star, you’re going to be known as the Jamaican White Queen, we’re going to make sure our Jamaican White Queen gets a lot of black dick in all her videos. Howard said, he wants you in all kinds of videos, after you start having a baby bump, he wants people to know that baby you’re going to be having was fathered by black men, without knowing who the daddy is. As Deanna grinded her hot cunt against Leo’s cock, she also knew Howard and his cohorts were not lying, they all wanted to show her off in videos as some kind of conquest. Leo said, this white whore sure can fuck, look her grind that hot cunt on my dick. Leo said, here it comes, I’m putting my baby making juice deep up your married white pussy, he began shooting wads of cum. As Deanna felt in all his hot cum shoot up deep in her womb, Deanna began moving her hot cunt harder and harder on his rod, saying fill me up, give all the black baby juice, fill up my married pussy, I don’t care I’ll have your black baby. Stan said, didn’t I tell you, she loves to fuck black dick, well looks like we have arrived. They all got off the limo and Leo turned Deanna over to two black women, get her cleaned up, and have her in white lingerie, our Jamaican White Queen’s first video will be “6 Jamaican men gang bang”, she will start shooting in a couple of hours.

The two black women started prepping Deanna, while telling her she was lucky, one lady named Jean, said, at least you’ll be working for Howard, and not George side of the business. George runs street whores, you’re going to be working his Howard side, you’ll one his high-class white whore wives, he has lots of them. Jean continued, like the others you probably don’t know why you are in Jamaica, let me tell you. Howard had Leo make a website for you, jamaicanwhitequeen.com, see look at my laptop. Deanna saw her self in a tidbit collection of videos as she sucked black cock while being double penetrated. Jean continued, this website was created before he fucked you, he and his partners already knew they were going to make you one of their white whore wives. Howard’s plan is to have you fucking all his clients while they record and sell all your videos. Jamaican black men have some huge thick dicks and Howard told Leo to find at least six Jamaican black men with the biggest dicks he could find. Jean kept on saying, white girl these men have the biggest thickest dicks that down to their knees, maybe longer, you’re going to be getting lots of dicks until they day you leave. The other woman said, they want you pregnant, so they can show you off in videos as black men repeatedly fuck you to show viewers that you are a whore for black men and you are carrying a black baby, and you don’t even know who the father is.

Deanna quickly thought, she couldn’t almost believe it, Howard’s plan was to make her whore from the day her husband Scott was hired, how did she get here, she remembers being mesmerized by his huge dick, then everything went so fast, now she had lost count of how many black men had fucked her. Deanna stood in front of mirror, she had a see-through lingerie top and her breast were very noticeable through the sheer material. The rest of the attire consisted of white stilettos, white very sheer stockings, with sheer white crotchless panties and white garter belt. Deanna stood there looking at herself thinking she looked like total slut and she had to admit to herself she had begun to like to fuck black dick, but she didn’t plan to be used as whore to be bred by black men. Jean said, time to go, two Jamaican black men approached them, they both grabbed her by her arms, one said time for you to fuck, they both laughed as they pulled on her as they almost carried her back to the studio where there was a bed where they tossed her on it, she sat on the edge of the bed.

Stan looked at her saying, looks like this whore is ready for the fucking the boys are going to give her. Leo said, send my new boys in, a door opened, a line of black Jamaican men started to come out, Deanna couldn’t believe the size of the big dicks she was seeing and the dicks were limp. Deanna said out loud, I can’t take those horse dicks, they’ll split me apart. Leo answered, you think our dicks were big, these special Jamaican boys are here to split the white pussy wide open, they’re going to get you ready for the new job Howard got lined up for you, servicing all our black clients, everybody in the room started laughing out loud and high fiving. Two men held by her arms sat her on the bed and spread her legs wide open as they were flipping her backwards making her pussy point upwards. Someone said, show that white whore why they call you black horse, let me see you split that white pussy wide open.

The guy they called black horse walked over and laid his huge cock head at her vagina entrance and started to penetrate her, Deanna had never had nothing that huge, he had an enormous cock head, she could feel the walls of her vagina being torn apart as his huge cock head penetrated her pussy. Deanna began sweating profusely while screaming, aaaaaaah, aaaaaay, so big, so big, please stop, I can’t take that, too big. Black Horse said, that’s it white bitch scream all you want, cause this is just the beginning, from now on you are going to be black men’s property, you’ll be fucking when we tell you to fuck as he drilled deeper in her tight pussy, saying, Leo says we got to knock you up, no problem, before you leave here, we’re going to make sure there’s a black baby in the belly. Leo said we’re going make you our Jamaican White Queen of Spades, as he drove his monster deeper in her pussy. Deanna screamed, aaaaay, please stop, aaaaay, it’s too big, nooo, aaaay too big, please it hurts, it hurts. Black Horse answered, get ready, it’s going to hurt a lot more and he drilled her pussy until he had half of his horse cock in her pussy, Deanna was sweating and moaning in pain, Black Horse said, when I finishing splitting this white pussy wide open, her little white dick husband is going to fall in when he tries to fuck her, and all the men began laughing and high fiving. Somebody in the studio yelled out, are you going to split the ass wide open to? He replied, you know that’s right, I’m going to tap that ass to, I’m going to make that ass fit around my dick like glove. Some guy in the studio said, that’s what I’m talking about as they all laughed and high fived.

Black Horse had his huge monster impaled half-way in her pussy as Deanna kept shaking and sweating profusely as she was still screaming, aaaaaah, aaaaaay, she began to relax as he began to withdraw his immense hard cock. When he was finally out he said, look at the wide pussy, still not done with it, I am going stretch that shit out real good. Black Horse yelled, hold her down tight and throw some lube, someone responded by tossing a tube of lube and he began spreading all over his very hard huge dick, then he took some lube and inserted his finger huge finger in her asshole, Deanna realized what was coming. She began trying to struggle, while yelling out no, no, please don’t, you’re too big, I can’t take that. Black Horse yelled hold her down as he laid his huge cock head at the entrance of her asshole saying, you’re not just going to take all my cock, you’re going to be taking lots of black cock up your ass today as he began penetrating her ass. He yelled out, make sure you get my huge dick tearing up her white ass, with her screaming like that as I drive my dick in her ass should be a great video, it should bring in lots of green. Deanna was screaming as she felt her ass being torn apart, her ass muscles were giving way to this huge monster. Howard and his partners had fucked her ass, but this guy was immense and was almost passing out with pain, aaaaaaay, aaaaaah. Black Horse said, scream all you want, it makes a better video, hey Leo, when I get done with ass you going to be able to put as much cock as you want in it, the whole erupted in laughter. Leo responded, that’s why I hired horseman!

Deanna was screaming her head off as the horseman drove his huge cock in her ass, aaaaaay, aaaaaay, it’s too big, the horseman just laughed and laughed as he drove his cock deeper in her ass saying that’s Jamaican White Queen scream for your fans that’s going to watching this video. He stood there with half of his dick inserted deep in her ass, then he slowly withdrew and then began penetrating her pussy for a minute and then repenetrated her ass, he told the men flip her around, they positioned her with her legs spread apart doggy style, the men held her arms wide with her head down. The horseman once again began alternating fucking her pussy and ass, as he slapped her ass, saying, oh yeah, we’re going to make you good black men’s whore. He said, hey Leo, you need to put a QOS on her ankle before she leaves, so all the black men in her town know she is available for fucking. Leo responded, Howard said the same thing, he said he wanted a small black spade on her ass also. The horseman yelled out, put a collar on her and give me the chain as he began to fuck Deanna with harder as she began to now moan very loud, instead of screaming, he told the guys let her go I got her, and drove his cock in her ass and began to pound it hard. Suddenly Horseman withdrew and pulled her by the chain and drug her face to his huge cock and told suck on lick it, bitch, taste your ass, and held her head and pushed in on her monster. The Horsemen handed the chain to one of the guys that had been holding her saying, here your turn, fuck that white whore.

The guy named Josh began fucking Deanna the same way alternating between her pussy and ass. The Horsman said, it’s time to starting dumping tapioca in that white pussy, Leo wants her knocked up so to make videos of the Jamaican White Queen of Spades chained and used with a baby in the belly, she’s going to busy breeding black babies. Josh was fucking her ass hard as he yelled out, I’m going to nut, Horsman said, don’t nut in her ass, drop all the black seed deep in her pussy, Danny you go next, then anyone that wants to fuck her take turns using her, remember Leo said he wants her knocked up. Josh quickly drove his huge cock deep in her pussy and started dumping all his wads of cum, while Deanna began moaning, ooooh, ooooh. Josh said, oh yeah baby, we’re going to be putting lots of black baby making juice up that white pussy. Josh began to gyrate his pelvis with his cock deep in her pussy, Deanna began to lose it and began to rock back and forth against Josh’s cock. Josh said out loud, look at this bitch, she loves black dick as Deanna began to gyrate her body in a circular motion with his dick fully impaled in her pussy. Stan said, that’s the best kind of whores, the ones that really like to fuck, and I can tell this little slut loves to fuck. Through the next six hours Deanna was repeated fucked by several men as while she was filmed, it was very obvious they men had finally made her succumb to being a black cock whore, she couldn’t fight it anymore she was now the whore Howard and his partners wanted. They were in Jamaica filming for five days, she was fucked on boats, on the beach several times a day by different Jamaican men with some huge black cocks. Deanna was given breaks to eat and drink, that was about it, she constantly had dick up her pussy with cum constantly running down her legs, without a doubt she knew she was pregnant, how could she not be, in five days almost a hundred different men had come in her fertile pussy, the men didn’t let her take any birth control pills, how was she going to tell Scott.

It was time to go back and Leo drove Stan and Deanna to the airport. Deanna had been fucked so much she felt sore, but in reality, she knew how that loved black cock. Stan asked Deanna, ready for your new job as he laughed, she responded, fuck Stan. Stan gave her a box while saying, put his on you’re going to be our new flight attendant. Deanna took the package and started changing clothes, she put on a very short black skirt and garter belt, black sheer hose and stilettos, the top was matched the skirt, very low cut her tits barely stayed in. As Deanna got off the limo, Leo told her you look so fucking hot, I could fuck you right here, Stan replied, oh don’t worry, she’s going to be getting lots of dick on the flight back, they boarded the plane as two limos arrived and eight young black men got off, Stan yelled out come on guys glad you could make it to Howard’s fun jet. Deanna stood at the back of the plane as the men walked in and began sitting down. Stan came over and said, thank you for coming and a big thank you for all your business. Howard told you all that if you signed up with him, he would see that you were rewarded. Stan turned towards Deanna, saying come here, she walked over, one man yelled out, man that bitch is hot, does she fuck? Stan said, this is Deanna, she is the wife for one of young attorneys, she’s one of our law firm’s entertainment, this white wife is a special whore, she loves black dick, don’t you whore, Deanna looked down as she said in a meek voice, yes, say it louder whore, YES, Stan replied yes what? Deanna replied, YES, I LIKE BLACK DICK. Stan told her, raise your leg and show them your QOS tattoo on your ankle, she complied as the man cheered. Stan then turned her around with her ass towards them as he raised her skirt showing them her Spade tattoo with the QOS logo underneath, see she’s for exclusively for black dick.

Stan said, I’m going to sit and have a drink, you guys have fun with the entertainment, make sure you pass her around, so everybody gets a piece of that white married pussy. I almost forgot, don’t forget to video everything, I want a copy of all your videos, we’re going to make this whore famous. As Stan was sitting and having his drink, he could see that Deanna was being passed from man to man as they fucked her all over the airplane. Stan yelled out I want you guys to dump all the cum that you can dump in that white pussy, she’ll never know who the daddy is, everybody laughed as they kept fucking her and passing her around, at one point she was bent over sucking cock while the men took turns fucking her, using her their cum dump. Stan we’ll be arriving at our first destination in couple of hours where you will be dropping you off and be picking up some more associates we need to reward. As Deanna sucked cock, she felt cum dripping out her pussy while the men kept pounding her driving their huge cocks deep in her hot cunt, this was her new job, and she was enjoying the hell out of it.
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he came to pick us up and took us to his house which is about 30 minute drive from mine, when we got there we was talking for a little while and had a smoke and some food before he got out the mdma and we all had a bit for now to see what it was like, we was sat talking for a while and started feeling the affects of the mdma, a short time later i felt liked i needed to go to toilet and left the room i was in there for about 5 mybe 10 minutes and when i came back and she was sat on my uncle's lap, she must of started getting horny as when i looked over at her she was grinding her ass on his cock and when she noticed I was looking at her she had this look I've never seen in her eyes before.

I mimed over to her to come her so she came over to sit on my lap and with a couple of secomds started doing the same to me and was trying to grab my cock through my trousers, after a few minutes of it my cock was rock hard and i was so turned I started to rub her pussy through her leggings and she was biting her lips to try not make any noise, she did very well until i slide my hand down her leggings and slid my finger into her tight teen pussy, as i did she let out a loud moan and looked into my eyes i just kept finger her pussy till she pulled my hand away and moved abit so she could take my cock out and started playing with my hard cock and balls, I looked down at her and said "come on lets go to the bathroom so i can fuck you" she locked eyes with me and just kept playing with my hard cock for a few minutes before she moved position so she was knelt on the floor while i was on sofa so she could start sucking my cock, I got so lost in the moment i tilted my head back and shut my eyes, a couple of minutes go by and i hear her make a noise and she moved abit with my cock still in her mouth i didnt think much of it and just stayed as i was enjoying her mouth round my cock, a minute or so later she moved again and lets out i moan and shes "yes fuck me" i open my eyes to see that my uncle had come behind her and pulled her leggings down and was balls deep in my girlfriends pussy, I was so shocked at first and look down at her but the look on her face said it all at her it was amazing ive never seen her like that before, the look in her eyes she was loving it having a cock in her as she was sucking my cock.

My uncle was fucking her hard from behind and grabs her head and forced her to take all my cock in her mouth making her gag on it and not letting her breath for about 30seconds, She was loving ever second of it i told her to switch round and suck my uncle's cock while i fucked her soaking pussy we carried on for a few hours fucking before i dumped my load in her pussy and my uncle came in her mouth.

The next morning we woke up and we didnt say anything bout what happened she just asked if i will go to shop for her so i did, the shop is bout 5mins walk away so i was gone for mybe 15 minutes when i got back i opened the door and all i could hear was moaning from a distance as i walking upstairs her moans were getting louder, I walked up to the bedroom door which was wide open and she was sat on my uncles cock riding him i was stood watching i was getting so turned on and i hear from her "yes cum in me", 2 minutes later he lets out a moan filling her teen pussy with his hot cum she looked up at me and smiled, we fucked her together a few more times that night and over the next fewdays before we cam back home.

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After that I would kiss down your tummy, the down one of your thighs, then back up the inside of that leg stopping just before I get to your fun box, I would then kiss down your other leg and back up the inside of it again stopping just before I get to the fun part, I would then kiss all around your clit with out actually touching. Teasing you by getting closer and closer but not actually touching it.

Once you cant handle it any more, your body arching and shivering with desire, I would finally kiss your clit, you would moan so loud from the pleasure and relief of finally getting touched down there. I would then spend the next little while licking you out, doing it till you have an orgasm.

Once you have finished cumming I would then move up the bed so you can suck on my dick for a bit. I would let you do this for a min or 2 before I grab a vibrator and use it on you for a while. I start to feel myself getting closer to the edge so I pull away from you but I keep using the vibrator on you. Going from it being inside you to pulling out and play with your clit.

Once I'm ready I would stop doing that and start teasing you with my penis, start off with running it up and down the outside of your virgina, you would feel the tip just touching you, after a little bit of this, when we are both begging for, we both can take it anymore.

I would slide it in and start thrusting slowly, us to letting out loud moans from the pure pleasure. But the slow thrusting quickly leads to me pounding the shit out of you. After a bit I would pull out and you would feel my cum landing all over you're body,

I would then roll over and lie next to you, us breathing deeply trying to catch it. Us just thinking how hot that was.... then after a min or 2 I would get up and start all over again, this would go on for 5, 6 or 7 hours. I keep going till your too sore, all sticky because every part of your body is covered in my cum and we are too sore to move.

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Lee yelled out come on over Jay. Lee withdrew his rod and Jay quickly took his place and he began fucking Deanna hard making thudding noises as he plowed into her pussy, as she moaned, oooh, oooh. Lee’s phone rang, it was Stan was on facetime, he answered, hey Stan we got that prize you wanted for signing the contract with us, he turned the phone so he could see Lee fucking the shit out of Deanna as she kept moaning out loud, ooooh, ooooh. Hey Jay, can I come over right now, I’ve been wanting to plug that pussy since I saw it about a week ago. Yeah, come on over, come in Howard’s office, and walk to the back room. Stan replied, I’ve got a buddy, Dave with me, is it alright? Jay said, no problem, bring him along, this white slut’s pussy belongs to us to use how we want to. Lee yelled out, I’m coming, he grabbed her and in one swift thrust, he drove what was left of his huge cock all the way in her cunt, making Deanna scream as he began dumping loads and loads of cum. Lee withdrew and stood her up and pushed her down on her knees and said, now lick my dick and balls clean slut. Deanna began obeying but she began licking, she thought, that she liked black dicks without a question, but what about her husband, Scott, what was she going to do. She understood now that law firm partners were going to be fucking her. She realized there was no way Scott could ever satisfy her like a huge black dick could.

Stan and David walked in and Stan said, oh yeah, I’m going put all my cock deep up this whore’s ass. Deanna wondered who was this guy, she had gone what she thought too far fucking all the law firm partners, so who were Stan and David? Deanna thought no way was she going let anybody fuck her in the ass, she didn’t even do that with her husband. She said, give my clothes, I’m out of here. Howard yelled out, shut the fuck up whore! See these videos, of you sucking my cock and all of us taking turns fucking you, your hubby is going to see these. Stan signed a big contract with us that your husband is going to operate for us, you’re the payment for his contract, we told him he can fuck you how ever it pleases him. Deanna said, fuck you and leaned over to get some of her clothes. Howard reached out grabbed her and threw her on the bed saying in commanding loud voice, now spread those legs whore, Stan and his buddy are going to use your holes however they want. Stan walked over with a huge erection waving from side to side and stood over Deanna, Bill yelled out, fuck that whore, she’s all yours. Stan said, give some of that lube, and hold that slut doggy-style, I’m going gap that ass. As the men were positioning Deanna, she began objecting loudly, no, no, please no, I have never let anyone do that to me, not even my husband. As soon as she said that, all the men began high fiving each other, yelling out, we’re going fucks us some virgin ass. Howard said out loud, come on Stan you gave us that contract, you be the first to plug that ass, that’s what you said you wanted to do.

Bill and Howard were holding Deanna down, as Stan finished lubricating his big cock, he reached over to her ass, saying let me lube your hole a little, while sticking his index finger up her ass, lubing really well. Deanna began saying, please no, please no, please you fuck my pussy all you want, but not my ass, it’s going to hurt. All the men began laughing and chuckling as Stan said, you got that right, it’s going to hurt, but not for long once I gap your ass wide, it’s going to fit around my cock like a glove, as far as fucking your pussy we want, we’re all going to be doing that anyway. Deanna started screaming, aaaah, aaaah, as Stan began inserting his huge cock head in her ass, as he said, slut wasn’t lying, ass is so fucking tight, I’m going to split this tight ass wide open, again they all laughed and high fived. Deanna began sweating and shaking as Stan inserted more and more of his huge black monster cock in her ass, she yelled out, I can’t take it anymore, it’s too big, please, please take it out. Stan replied, oh no, you’re going to take all my black snake deep up your ass, no question about that as he inserted his cock deeper as she screamed again, aaah, aaaah. As he was driving more cock in Deanna’s, Stan said, this is just the beginning, I heard Howard has plans for all your holes, isn’t that right Howard? Howard replied, oh yeah, I have had plans for this slut for a while, hey Deanna, congratulations, you’re going to be one of my white whore wives, I’m going to make sure you get lots of black dick. You probably thought when your husband got you a job here, you were going to just work here, let me tell you a little secret, since the first day I saw you, I knew I was going to make you one my whores. After we get done with you today, you’re not going to have any problems taking big black cocks up her ass, that ass and pussy is going to be for black cock only, you won’t be able to feel a white man’s 5-inch dick any way, I’m going make you my queen black cock whore, all our black clients are going to know you as the black cock sucker around. Howard said in loud voice, you should thank me, I’m going to make you famous as the white whore, all black men want to fuck, all the men began laughing and chuckling, some saying fuck yeah, that’s what I’m talking about, as they high fived each other.

Deanna was still sweating profusely as Stan was driving more of his huge black cock in her, she again pleaded, please it’s so big, it hurts so much, no more please stop. As she said, “stop”, Stan drove more cock in her ass, Howard yelled out, split that fucking ass open, get used to whore, cause you’re going to be taking lots of black dick way deep in that ass. Finally, Stan said, I’m balls deep in this whore’s ass, as Deanna was screaming, Bill said, hey Dave put your dick in that whore’s mouth and shut her the fuck up. David got on the bed and knelt down, grabbed her by the back of her head and began pushing her head down while his cock penetrated her mouth. David forced his huge cock in her mouth so deep it distorted her face, she began gagging, and her eyes watered. David didn’t care, he held her mouth down on his dick, then pulled her up so she could breath, then pushed her mouth back down on his dick until she was gagging and throwing up. David said, get use to it whore because Howard said, you’re going to be sucking lots of black cock. David kept doing same action over and over while Stan was now slowly thrusting in out of her ass as she moaned and sucked David’s cock. Stan began spanking her ass cheeks as he fucked her. As Stan was slowly pumping her ass, he stopped, stared at her ass, saying out loud, oh yeah, this ass was made for black dick and she’s going to get plenty of it, right Howard? Howard replied you got right! As Stan was plowing in her ass, there were sounds of Deanna’s ass muscles literally being ripped apart with every thrust. Deanna in all her pain, was still thinking, that she had fallen into a trap with all the firm partners, but she didn’t want everyone to fuck her, how about Scott, what was she going to do. Suddenly two more younger black men came in, she recognized them they were James and Monroe, they were her husband’s assistants.

Howard said, he Stan, these are my nephews, take a break let them have a go at that white whore’s ass. Deanna thought, these guys know my husband and they whom I am, as she felt a hard slap from Monroe as he put his cock head in her ass saying, she’s got a tight fine ass uncle. Howard said, he David, let James fuck her mouth. Howard said, as of today, this whore belongs to me, I’m going to have her putting out lots of pussy, for my black clients, since you’re my nephews feel to fuck her anytime you want her. Monroe began to speed up his thrusts as Deanna made muffling noises with James’ dick was fully engulfed in her mouth. Howard said, move out the way young man, let your uncle show you how to put a 12-inch cock deep in this white whore’s ass. Howard started to penetrate her ass and she let out a muffled scream with James’s dick in her mouth. Howard yelled out, you guys loosened up her ass for me, now it’s time to rip it apart and he began to force his huge wide cock deep in her ass as the walls of her ass could be heard being ripped apart. The guys held her down as Howard began to seriously plow deep in her ass, saying, oh yeah baby, you’re going to be a good black cock whore. Howard yelled out, let her go, he grabbed tight by the hips and began making huge hard thrusts deep in Deanna’s ass, there was a loud thud every time his balls hit her ass, thud, thud, thud. Howard was now the only person fucking Deanna and she was screaming as Howard fucked her ass deep with very powerful thrusts. This continued for about fifteen minutes, then suddenly Deanna realized, Howard was no longer thrusting at all, it was thrusting her that was thrusting ass backwards hard making his huge cock impale her deep in her ass. Howard yelled out, I’m going to nut in this whore’s ass, and suddenly Deanna felt stream after stream of cum being dumped her ass, and it felt good and hot. Howard moved out of the way, saying, someone else fuck this whore.

Howard said, COME ON NEWPHEWS, YOU TWO WERE BRAGGING, WHAT YOU WERE GOING TO DO TO THIS WHITE WIFE IF YOU HAD CHANCE, DO IT SHOW ME, SHOW THIS WHITE BITCH HOW BLACK MEN FUCK WHORES. GO FOR IT TEAR UP THOSE FUCKING HOLES. James sat on the bed beside Deanna turned her around facing away and sat her ass down on his monster, driving it deep in her ass as she moaned very loud, ooooh, please easy. James replied, easy my ass, we’re going to put so much black dick in you until all your holes are raw and leaned back holding on to her with his cock deep in her ass, her ass legs were spread when she went back.

James told Monroe, COME ON MAN, LET’S SHOW OUR UNCLE HOW IT’S DONE, LET’S DP THIS SLUT, OH BABY, YOU’RE GOING TO SEE HOW COCKS ARE BETTER THAN ONE. Monroe went over with his cock fully erected and started driving it in Deanna’s cunt. Monroe yelled out, oh yeah, this whore likes black dick, as soon as I put my cock head in her hot cunt, she started to cream all over my dick, look at cream on my dick. Deanna had never done anything like this, her head was exploding, her ass and pussy were and on fire and full of big black dick. James and Monroe began thrusting in and out of her ass and pussy, they were totally taking her to sexual state she had never experienced. James blurted out I’m going to fill up this white pussy with all my baby making cream. As Monroe was thrusting hard in Deanna’s pussy, he looked right into her eyes and said when you get that baby bump, your white boy hubby is going think it’s his, we’ll all know better won’t we, all the men in the room started chuckling out loud. Howard yelled out whore you’re going to be getting so much black dick you’re not even going to know who the daddy is when you feel that black baby growing in your belly. All the men started blurting out, hell yeah, that’s what I’m talking about as they proudly high fived each other. David yelled out, Monroe, drive that cock deep in that white pussy and unload all your baby making spunk, then move out the way so I can dump my tapioca deep in the pussy too. James yelled out first, I’m going to nut, then Monroe said the same and they started dumping wad after wad of cum, Monroe said, I want to make sure I get plenty of baby making juice deep in that white pussy. James and Monroe finished and left her face up with her legs dangling of the edge of the bed. David came over quickly raised her legs, placed them on his shoulders and in one swift thrust inserted his black snake balls deep and started thrusting fast, Deanna quickly began moaning. If Deanna didn’t like black cock, her body had just betrayed her, she was now thrusting her pussy upwards as hard as she could every time David plowed into her pussy. David look at her go, and asked her you like black dick don’t you slut, she answered moaning, yes, yes, yes. It took another five minutes and David was also coming wad after wad of cum deep in her cunt.

For the rest of the day, all seven men took turns fucking Deanna any they wanted but most part of the day they were wearing out her ass and pussy at the same time. A guy was behind her holding her head in place as they took turns ramming their cocks down her throat and dump wads of cum making her swallow all their cum. On one occasion as Howard was fucking her Deanna’s mouth, he told her, I told you I was going to make famous, I didn’t lie, now your going to be known as the best black man’s cock sucking white wife whore. After several hours of repeatedly fucking Deanna all the men laughed as they dressed. Deanna laid on the bed face down legs spread wide open, they chuckled while Tom said, look at all the white spunk coming out of the white pussy. Howard said, it’s alright, all of us dumped enough spunk deep in her white cunt to get that black baby growing, they all begin chuckling again. Deanna lay with cum all over her hair, face and body.

As all the men left, Howard said, you can use the shower in my office to clean up, you belong to me, you’re one of my white housewife whores for my black brothers to fuck, don’t you ever forget that or I’ll have you putting out pussy on the street with the rest of the white housewife whores I have. I want you dressed like a black man’s whore when come in tomorrow, short skirts that barely cover your ass, high thighs with heels, low see through tops that shows lots of tits, no bra or panties, I want you accessible for fucking at any time. I got a couple of clients that saw you last week, they’re coming tomorrow at 10 am, you met them, Troy and Lloyd, after they met you, they asked me if my pretty hot white girl secretary fucks. I told them told you were married, but give me week, I’ll have her fucking. I told them they could fuck you any way they wanted, I also told them make sure you give them blow jobs, because you’re already known for being a great cock sucker that likes to swallow cum. I want you at my office at 9:00, I want to be your first blowjob of the day.

Howard left, Deanna lay in bed with so much cum running out of her ass and pussy. She had cum all over her body and hair. She was not clear what to think, but she knew Scott was not even capable of fucking her like one of these seven black men. She and Scott had decided to stop taking the pill so she could get pregnant so she knew all seven men had filled up her pussy with so much cum there was no question she was going to be pregnant and didn’t even know who the real father was. If these seven men hadn’t impregnated her, all the men that Howard wanted her to fuck would surely get her impregnated, once Scott sees a black baby he’ll know and dump me. Deanna wondered what she was going to do, she did love Scott and didn’t want to brake-up her marriage.



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I notice Rosie’s hollow, sad eyes—the eyes of a miserable woman who has just finished crying. I remember vividly her first words to me, "Mind if I ask a favor?" Rosie came to me while I was doing research in the library of the Graduate Theological Union (Berkeley, CA). It is half past nine, and the library is nearly empty since it is scheduled to close in a half-hour.

I swivel in my chair to look at an attractive brunette with sad eyes and say, "Sure! A favor? What do you have in mind?"

"I am a desperate woman. I need a man willing to make long, slow love to me tonight." She says this with a muted urgency, half-whispered. I feel quite sure that she memorized this opening line, because, when she gets to the last word, "tonight," she breaks eye contact and her delicate hands start to tremble.

"Here. Take this seat next to me. Tell me your story."

She slowly sits down saying, "I am so ashamed. I don’t know how to begin."

"You say you are a desperate woman. I also see that you are a brave woman willing to take risks. I want to listen to you without making any judgments--as though you are a dear friend who comes to me to share some terrible suffering. Do you think that you can trust me enough to tell me your whole story?"

"I would like to try, but I feel so ashamed to tell anyone the mess I’m in."

"In that case, let me hold your hand. This might help to dissolve your fear."

Rosie hesitantly extends her delicate right hand. I take it very gently and slowly begin to massage it using my two hands. "Close your eyes if you wish and take a few deep breaths, and, when you’re ready, begin telling me your story."

Rosie closes her eyes. As she does so, I notice that the tension creases in her forehead slowly disappear. I see that she has an attractive face and that her chestnut-colored hair is nicely feathered so as to frame her eyes and cheeks. She is somewhat slender, yet she appears physically fit. Her white blouse has attractive frills, and her blue jeans hug her lower body quite nicely.

After having her eyes closed for a full minute, she suddenly opens them and looks straight at me as she launched into her bizarre story:

"My husband and I are both students preparing for ministry in the United Methodist Church. After a year of engagement, we were married two weeks and four days ago in the chapel here at the seminary. This gave us two weeks of passionate sex to begin our lifelong adventure as a married couple. We had speculated that, after two weeks of unfettered love making, we would finally be physically and sexually exhausted and ready to get back to work. My partner then took a plane to Houston, Texas, where he will function as a ‘junior pastor’ in a UMC church there as part of his final preparation for ordination. I stayed behind here in Berkeley in order to complete my final year of studies prior to my own assignment as a junior pastor.

"When I came back from leaving my husband at the airport, my body was racked by waves of sexual desire. I tried watching a love story on Netflix, but this only increased the urgency of my passion. I tried masturbating in order to relieve my sexual addiction, but this was only partially effective. In the classroom, I find myself reliving the hot sex I had before my husband left. By the end of class, my panties are absolutely wet. I tried taking a cold shower, but even that was of no help. I can’t study more than ten minutes without lapsing into sexual fantasies.

"Every evening, around this time, my sexual appetites begin driving me insane. I changed my panties only twenty minutes ago; yet, they are already soaked. When I was drying myself, I noticed that my clitoris is enlarged and just the ordinary friction of walking a few blocks brings me to the edge of an orgasm.

"I have been racked with sexual fantasies at bedtime that keep me from going to sleep prior to midnight. Last night, I took two sleeping tablets before going to bed. I slept for a few hours, but then I was wide awake. I put on my running clothes and jogged for three miles. I thought that this would exhaust me. But it didn’t. I found myself talking to a homeless guy in People’s Park. In ten minutes, we were touching each other. When we began kissing, however, his breath was so gross that I couldn’t go ahead. It was like licking the stale stench out of an old ashtray. I ran all the way home.

"I need relief. [long pause] I need a guy willing to have wild sex for a few hours every night. He needn’t stay the whole night, but he has to be willing to stay with me until the edge of my sexual frenzy is worn down. This worked for me during the two weeks that I was sleeping with my husband following our marriage. Hence, I have good reason to believe that it would work for me again, even with a complete stranger. Then, I could get back to studying and working without being toppled over by waves of sexual frenzy throughout the day.

"My husband tells me that, at bed time, he takes out the seductive pictures that I took of myself and, he talks to me and slowly masturbates and then falls asleep like a babe. For me, however, this is clearly not enough."

At this point, I notice that, while Rosie was talking, she has taken one of my hands and that she is even now seductively rubbing my fingers. I close my eyes for a few seconds, not in order to enjoy her touching, but to get focused on the terms of her daring proposition. Berkeley was a wild place in 1968 but, for the life of me, I would have never expected the raw honesty and utter vulnerability of this woman.

"O.K.," I whisper, "I fully appreciate that you are a brave and desperate woman and that you need me to be your ardent lover for a few hours every night. But why me?" My last three words express my shock.

"Well, to begin with, I watched you for ten minutes before I approached you. I liked the fact that you are tall, slim, and muscular—just like my husband. Now that I’ve experienced the smooth techniques that you used to calm my fears, I’m even more assured that you’re the right one for me. You’re thoughtful, playful, and inventive. These are all the traits that I love in my dear husband."

"What’s more," I blurt out, "I enjoy role playing! You could coach me as to how your husband touches you, how he licks your body, how he arouses your desire. . . ." My spontaneous enthusiasm for her proposal clearly shows itself. I am already fantasizing what the fulfillment of her proposal might entail.

"See," she broke in, "you’re already pushing the envelope and my juices [Yes, she said "my juices"] are confirming that you’re the right one. I'm sure you’ll be able to take me to places that I’ve never been before."

"And how about that dear husband of yours? How much are you going to tell him?" Now my protective and cautionary side takes over.

"Ah, careful, my dear friend," she warns me, "These are things that I have to attend to in my way and in my time. He is my responsibility--not yours."

"Hey, don’t get me wrong. I’m going to be absolutely discreet. No one will ever know or even suspect that there is anything going on between us. In fact, I’d prefer never having to meet your husband. Who knows? I may be so free and easy with you in a few weeks as to draw suspicions from onlookers. With this in mind, I’d prefer never to meet any of your friends or even to be seen with you in public." [I have deliberately sidestepped her direct challenge.]

"Good idea! I was going to get around to discussing that once you agree to be my lover."

"So I withdraw my question. Better not to tell me anything about when and how you intend to tell your husband."

"Just for your peace of mind," she said with a wink, "my dear husband doesn’t want me ever to tell him the details of what I did with any of my past lovers. He says that he wants to always imagine me as his ‘virgin slut.’ Thus I am sure that he will be satisfied to know that I deliberately chose a lover that agreed to undress me as he likes to do, to use his love language, to imitate his ways of pleasuring me."

"Well spoken! Your husband is your responsibility. I have no intention to ever meet him or even to learn how he responds to the idea that I acted as a sort of body double that steps in to do those steamy sex scenes that he was unable or unwilling to do himself." [I can hardly believe how, once again, I am enthusiastically fantasizing what my "yes" to her would entail.]

"Huh! I like your metaphor. He is indisposed. I am going crazy by his absence. So, you, as his body double step onto the set and do the steamy sex scenes in his place." [Wow. She's using my words as her words.]

"Ah," I affirm, "that gives me the peace of mind that I need. This is going to be easier and far more enjoyable than I could have anticipated."

"Not so fast, buster," she says with a grin. "I want you to think about my proposition for 24 hours and come forward with a firm ‘yes’ or ‘no.’ Then, if you’re ready to commit, I want you to audition for the lover’s role by joining me for a trial run in a hotel room that I will rent. If all goes well—and I do believe at this point that you’re a perfect fit for what I need--you will get the part and we’ll totally exhaust each other physically, psychologically, and sexually in my bedroom for one to two hours every night for three solid months. How does that sound?"

"Perfect! So do I meet you here in this reading room at 9:30 tomorrow?"

"Only if you’ve thought it over and come up with an enthusiastic ‘yes.’ If not, go about your life as if the last half-hour never happened. Don’t even show up. I don’t want to hear your explanations. It will just make me angry and disappointed."

"O.K. All or nothing then."

And with that she reaches out, catches me in her arms, and gives me a loving kiss directly on the lips. "That’s my down payment, and here is a surprise gift for you." She hands me a 6 x 9 envelope. "Open it after I leave." And, with that, she disappears out the front door of the library.

I eagerly open the envelope after she left. Here is the picture it contained. On the back, she wrote, "In anticipation of our mutually enjoyable love making. Your virgin slut, Rosie."

Delighted by her picture and her words and the taste of her kiss, the grandfather clock in the library strikes the hour of ten. The library is now closed. I gather my books and head for home. I take the long way passing along the street where the students from the Methodist seminary have their rooms. I thought I might catch a fleeting glimpse of my Rosie. But I am disappointed in this.

I fall asleep relishing the prospect of making love to Rosie for the first time. I am mildly disquieted by the fact that I have had very little experience with making love. But, hey, whatever happens, it’ll be an adventure that will allow me to stretch my own boundaries and to save a damsel in distress as well.

The following day, I thought of Rosie nearly a hundred times. I imagined taking Rosie's delicious body in my arms and arousing her in a hundred different ways. Sometimes I ravenously strip her of her clothes. . . . At other times, I imagine how I will slowly remove her clothes and playfully kiss and nibble her body as I do so. . . .

In one of my reveries, her husband, aware of her insatiable sexual hunger, arranges to come home suddenly and unexpectedly. This momentarily upsets me, but I quickly dismiss this sort of scenario as an unlikely possibility. After all, her husband would be preoccupied with the requirements of his new assignment. Thus this imagining seems too improbable to be significant. So I dismiss it quickly, maybe too quickly.

As I enter the library the following evening, the grandfather clock chimes 9:00. I arrive half an hour early. I am delighted to see that Rosie has also come early. "So what have you decided?" Rosie asks with a pleading hope in her anxious eyes.

"I decided yes, Yes, YES! I'm entirely at the disposal of my sweet damsel in distress."

And with this Rosie jumps off the sofa and throws her arms around my neck. I, in turn, wrap my arms around her slim waist and lift her up and swing her around softly singing, "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey."

"Oh no, mister, it’s YOU that make ME happy," she says in a rough, guttural voice.

At that moment, a patron in the library lets loose with a warning hiss, "Shhhhhhhhhhhh!."

"Oh, oh, we’re in trouble," I say with mock alarm. "Let’s get out of here and go to my place. There we can talk without being disturbed."

Ten minutes later, we are sipping green tea sitting side-by-side on the little sofa in my bedroom. I’m telling her that I want to learn from her how to make love using the patterns of her beloved husband. She confesses that she was thinking along these same lines herself. "You are tall and handsome just like my husband. You can be his avatar. I would like that and, more importantly, he would like that."

So we begin with "special words." Rosie tells me, that whenever her husband is ready to make love, he begins by using the language of love.

"Give me some specific words that he uses."

"Well, he usually begins by saying, ‘Hey, you sweet little slut, get over here.’"

"O.K. I hear you. Now say it using the volume and the intonations that he uses." [At this point I'm borrowing some of the techniques that I learned in my psychodrama workshop.]

She says it using the intonations that sound like Clint Eastwood in his film, Hang ’Em High. I repeat it a few times and Rosie coaches me until I get it exactly right. [This is fun!]

"What happens then?" I ask.

"Then he usually says, ‘I want to see your sassy. . . .’ Oh, I’m embarrassed, I can’t say it."

"Hey, Rosie, you're just prepping me for a part that I have in your drama club. Just give me my lines, please."

She laughs. "All right. Here goes!" She closes her eyes and imitates her husband’s commanding voice: "Get your sorry ass over here. I want to see my sweet little slut in action. Start with your special strip tease—the one that makes my cock hard and hungry." [I am mildly shocked by this scenario, but I don't let on. It's their love life, not mine. Who am I to judge?]

Again, I try these lines for myself and Rosie coaches me on how to get it exactly right.

"What happens then?"

"I do my strip-tease dance and then, when I am finally buck naked, I bow before my Master and tenderly kiss his feet and his hands, but I avoid looking into his eyes."

"Why so?"

"This is a little game we play. I am avoiding his eyes because I am ashamed. He notices it, and says teasingly, ‘So, my sweet little slut has been a bad girl?’ I answer in a trembling voice, ‘Yes, Master.’"

At this point, she turns her body and faces me. I follow her lead. In a moment, we are sitting on the couch facing each other. She has curled her legs under her and my long legs are softly bent and touching her sides. Now she begins touching me as she is talking. She touches my hands, my chest, and my face. All the time, her flashing eyes are alert and fixed on me.

Then she explains how her Master tells her to go fetch the bamboo cane. She already knows that she must return with the cane held in her teeth, very much as when a dog returns a thrown stick to her Master.

She then illustrates how they playfully go through an interrogation. "Truth and Consequences," they call it. She is on her knees before him making a confession of her failings. He, in turn, will take each point in her confession and ask her for as few or as many details as pleases him.

Then he assigns how he will use the bamboo to cleanse his sweet little slut of her "indiscretions." [This seems to me so undignified and masochistic. All my instincts rebel against this. I have to continually remind myself that they are adults and they have the right to work out their rites of intimacy as they see fit. Who am I to judge?]

All of this goes very smoothly until I ask her for an example of the most common failing that she confesses. "I can’t tell you, Master. It just so awful." [I notice that she has slipped into addressing me as "Master." This pleases me.]

Then I take on a mock seriousness: "You ungrateful slut. You strip yourself naked so that I may see and relish every part of you. But now you refuse to let me see you naked when it comes to recounting your failings? How can I relish your sins and purge them if I don’t know what they are? Strip yourself of this false modesty! Let me see every damn part of you."

This does the trick. She responds with a grave countenance, "Oh, forgive me, Master. I am your ungrateful slave. Of course I want to be entirely naked before you. Of course I want to allow you to see me and to relish me as I truly am. So I humbly confess before you that I have been sexually arousing myself without your permission." Once she says this, she giggles like a naughty school girl, and I break out laughing. [I now notice how playful these interrogations can become. I instantly feel more relaxed with their rites of intimacy. I'm so glad that I didn't show my alarm earlier.]

Having passed over this risky boundary, she is relieved. In response, she spontaneously wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me repeatedly on every part of my face. "Oh, my," I say to her, "I very much look forward to prying out of you all the juicy details of your transgressions. Does your beloved husband use the cane if you hesitate too much in giving him the juicy details that he requires?"

"You can bet he does, and he has other means as well," she says in a soft voice. [She is avoiding my eyes, so I don’t ask what these "other means" are because I want to retain the freedom to invent both pleasant and frightful way of getting her to make a full confession. The "carrot and the stick" need to be artfully used at my discretion.]

Then, I look her straight in the eyes and whisper, "Then I too shall relish using the bamboo cane to insure that you come clean and disclose ever agonizing detail of your sexual failings."

My imagination is on fire with anticipation. I so look forward to commanding her to strip naked. I have already anticipated removing my shoes and socks so I can feel her lips when she submissively kisses my hands and feet. I will especially enjoy the anticipation of extracting a full confession of her failings. And then I shall devise suitable punishments to fit her crimes. When I use the bamboo rod to punish her flesh, I secretly look forward to increasing the pain to the point where I can witness the silent tears running down her lovely cheeks. Once she shows complete remorse, I will use scented oils to massage the cruel marks of the cane that I have placed on her body. I will kiss away her pain and shame. Then, I will boldly make love to her for as long as she requires. In this latter part, I will be conscious of being her servant and arousing her as she likes and as often as she likes until she is completely satiated. I want to hear her purr like a smitten kitten. What a glorious assignment! I can't wait to get started.

Then I blurt out, "May I make a request of my sweet little slut?"

"Of course," she replies, "you're the Master, and I am your submissive slave." [Yipes! This is the first time that she confirmed that she is MY sex slave.]

Then I command you to go into my bathroom and to quickly remove all your clothing and all of your jewelry. Then turn the light off in the bathroom. This will be my signal to enter. I intend to give my sweet little slut a long shower. This will allow me to touch and to enjoy all the delicious parts of you that I will be claiming and using as your Master. When I finish cleaning and savoring your body, you can then do the same for me. Once we have dried each other off, we can jump into bed and use our body heat to warm each other until we are both ready for love-making.

When the light goes off, I enter, and I turn on the electric heater. The cherry-red heating coils provide just enough illumination for me to see Rosie in all her glory. Then it suddenly occurs to me that I want to touch and kiss her body before stepping into the shower. So I begin to use my hands to slowly explore all the parts of her body, beginning with her hair. This happens in complete silence. I kiss her eyes and used my tongue as well. It is then that I first notice the strong odor of sweat. I lift her arms and take in the musty scent coming from her arm pits. She begins to lower her arms, but I gently and firmly resist her intentions. Then I kiss her a dozen times there and taste her with my tongue. I want her to know that no part of her body is off limits for me and that no odor of her body displeases me.

When I get around to her breasts, I lightly kiss each of her breasts and used my tongue and teeth to playfully tease each her nipples. The sex manual I had read said that doing this would increase the temperature of her breasts. I couldn't detect this. Nor did I sense that her nipples increased in size due to my delicious licking and sucking. She did, however, let out a few soft moans, and this was ample evidence that I had been teasing her nipples in just the way that satisfied her dark desires.

When I move down to her belly, I sit down on the toilet seat and nudged her forward so that I can easily and naturally bury my nose in her pussy. I hold this position and explore it for a long time. Finally I insert the middle finger of my right hand ever so gently into the sweet valley that runs from her clit to her vaginal opening. Here I encounter the sweet, slippery juices that the sex manuals describe as the sure sign that my "sweet, little slut" is already thoroughly aroused. "Well and good," I say quietly to her. Her body shivers spontaneously and she made soft sounds deep in her throat.

It was then that I hear a gentle knocking at my bedroom door. I could not imagine who this might be. After all, it is after ten, and my housemates know that I would already be in bed. But then the knocking was repeated—a little more insistent this time. I freeze. "Expecting someone?" she whispers.

"Hell no," I respond. "Stay here. I've only just begun to give you the treatment that your sweet body so desires. I'll see who it is and quickly send them away." So I grab my terry-cloth bathrobe that is on its usual hook behind the door and put it on effortlessly as I exit the shower room.

Then the third set of knocks comes, louder this time, as I am poised to open my bedroom door. Rosie then roughly grabs my hand and noiselessly pulls me back into the shower room. I yield to her. When we are safely inside, Rosie whispers in my ear, "No one is going to get between you and me this holy night. I've waited for this so long. Let's go ahead with our shower and, whoever it is, will soon get discouraged and go away."

Rosie then begins to plant her slippery kisses all over my face and neck. She then unties my bathrobe and slips it off my shoulders. Even before it crumples to the floor, Rosie is already using her nails to scratch my chest. Then she artfully uses her lips and tongue to relieve the tingling sensation left behind by her nails. In the next moment, she is tracing her engorged nipples against my belly. Charlie (the affectionate name that I use for my penis) immediately snaps to attention. . . .

I overwhelmingly agree with my sweet little slut. No one is going to interrupt this holy night.

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Mark Twain wrote, "Truth is stranger than fiction." My experience with "Rosie" illustrates this so well. I am sure some of my readers have had experiences that push at the boundaries of sexual propriety. The test of the worth of this website is whether WE AS AUTHORS AND CRITICS can maintain a safe place for stories such as my own.

#1 The feedback that I appreciate most is when you, my reader, offer me two or three readback lines. To do this, simply copy and paste a few phrases or sentences that had a powerful impact on you (whether positive or negative) while you were reading Proposition of a Desperate Woman. You may include a few words specifying the key emotion/insight triggered by each of your readback lines. But even if you say nothing more, your very choice of readback lines says to me, "I am honored to allow you to notice that this line has a special importance for me."

#2 Since this is a raw writing never seen by anyone before, I would also appreciate being alerted to (a) grammatical errors and (b) unclear meanings. In both cases, just write the phrase as it is in my text and follow it by your suggested rewrite. Some illustrations:
1. sexual frenzie > sexual frenzy
2. When I came back from leaving my husband at the airport > After driving my husband to the SF airport
3. he talks to me and slowly masturbates > he talks to me, gradually masterbates

To create a safe place for sharing personal stories, I believe that it imperative to entirely omit any moral judgments, either positive or negative. For all practical purposes, a true life story should be treated as though it were a fictional narrative. The focus must be on the power of the written word to move us, to inspire us, to awaken self-examination, to exalt us, and, at times, to diminish us. That's why, in telling my story, I left in those moments where I felt moral outrage but then I catch myself and say, "Who am I to judge?"

Can real-life situations raise moral questions? Absolutely. Can God's blessings be found in the strange events found in my narrative? To this I say unreservedly, "YES. THANK YOU, LORD!" If you're unsure of this, go and read the story of Tamar (Gen 38). But my purpose in writing was not to prove to anybody that God is on my side. Far from it. My purpose was to recall as best I could an encounter that irrevocably changed my life 52 years ago. Will it change your life as well? I cannot say. You will have to tell me.

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I finally visited her after about 3 years, and met Nicole for the first time. Karla is petite with curly brown hair and smaller tits but a nice ass. Nicole is a little taller with long brown hair and has phenomenal tits. We spent the day wandering around, getting sushi and drinks, and hit another bar before going back to their place. We had a drink together before we all went to our rooms.

I was stretching out on the guest bed when I heard a faint moan, and a creaking from above. I was silent for a minute and heard another moan. I realized they were upstairs fooling around and I got hard almost instantly. I heard Karla's throaty voice moan "Oh baby yes, fuck me." I pulled my hard cock out of my boxers and started stroking imagining Nicole's face buried in her wet pussy. I tugged on my balls and jerked my cock while I heard the creaking of the bed get faster. "Oh god, oh god, I'm gonna cum!"

I wasn't ready myself but I heard Karla cumming hard right above me. I knew they were drunk and not thinking about me downstairs. I kept stroking, taking my time imagining Karla reciprocating. I thought they were done but after a few minutes I heard some more moving and walking around. Finally I heard "Ohh, that's it, slow at first." I breathed quietly as I stroked, not wanting to miss any of it. "Ohh yes, that feels so good." I knew that must've been Nicole's voice now. I heard the creaking of the bed again, over and over. As it picked up I heard the unmistakable sound of two bodies clapping against each other. I knew they were using a strapon or dildo and I started fucking my fist, wishing I was watching them. I felt the pressure build up and I knew I was gonna cum soon. "Oh god, make me cum" Nicole moaned. Both of their moans built up as they came together and I couldn't take it anymore. I groaned aloud as I spurted hard, imagining their glistening naked bodies bucking against each other. I passed out shortly after and when I woke up I realized I came all over their blanket/sheets. They were at work when I got up and threw them in the wash. I went upstairs out of curiousity and the strapon they used was laying next to the bed. ]]> Tue, 10 Mar 2020 03:46:12 UTC kingster210 Masturbation Stories 0 0 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/masturbation-stories/jerking-off-to-my-lesbian-friends-fucking/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/teen-stories/avatar-tla-cut-for-time-episode-2-the-avatar-returns/

Katara couldn’t believe her luck. Just after she had her moment with Aang, they had triggered a booby trap that shot a flare into the sky. She knew at that point that her tribe was going to be furious, but she didn’t realize at the time that they were going to blame it all on Aang. She was laying face down on her bedroll, crying and thinking she would never see the fun, young airbender ever again. After a few minutes, she heard someone come in behind her.

“You really messed up today Katara.” Sokka said, sounding angry and disappointed. “Its wasn’t enough that you signaled the Fire Nation, you also had to yell at Gran Gran and make her upset.” Those words and the way he said them with such venom just made her cry even harder. She buried her face in the pillow to try to hide her shame. “I just don’t get why you went and disobeyed everything we’ve said to you over the years just because some stupid kid you met today told you it was alright.” As Sokka said this Katara could hear him undressing. She flipped over to see what he was doing and came face to face with his rock hard erection. “Sokka what do you think yo-” She was stopped mid sentence by a firm slap to the face. She just stared ahead vacantly, eyes already welling up with more tears. “If you wont listen to your own people, then I clearly need to teach you a lesson in obedience.” He said sternly. Katara didn’t say anything in reply. She was so stunned by what was happening she couldn’t process what he was saying. “Open your mouth.” Sokka said. Katara looked up at his face, which looked back down at her in frustration. “Listen Sis, I’m only doing this because I love you and I want to help you.” He said, a little calmer than before. “Now open your mouth.” Katara looked back down at the seven and a half inches of cock dangling in front of her eyes. She hesitantly opened her mouth. As soon as she did, Sokka roughly took hold of her head and stuck his meat halfway into her gaping mouth. She quickly adjusted herself and braced against his legs. She wasn’t used to him being this rough with her, and her sadness quickly turned to anger. Sokka saw this change in her expression and quickly shoved the rest of his cock down her throat. Katara wasn’t ready for this and started gagging and choking, having never deepthroated her brother before. She started hitting Sokka’s legs to try to get some air but he just responded by pressing harder against her, and holding her face flat against his pelvis. Katara really was struggling now. She could feel his large dick pulsating inside her throat, and she felt herself start to black out. It got to the point where she stopped even trying to resist Sokka when He finally pulled out. She sat there coughing and gasping for air, spit dripping on to the furs she used as blankets. She had barely caught her breath when she felt Sokka’s strong arms take hold of her body, pushing her onto her back and then dragging her up against the pillow so her head was propped up.

“Stop it Sokka!” Katara exclaimed. “He’s already gone! Just leave me alone!” “You cant just betray your people like that Sis.” Sokka said. “I don’t care how much you liked that little punk, we’re still your family.” With that he knelt down, planting himself on top of her chest, resting his dick on her face. Katara took these last words hard. What had she done? Running off with a stranger and endangering her loved ones? Maybe she did deserve this. She wiped the tears away and opened her plump lips again, this time with complete submissiveness. Sokka nodded and moved his cock into her mouth again. He started orally fucking her as fast as he could, his dick hitting the back of her throat with every thrust. She was constantly gagging and spitting from the sheer force of this violation, but she gave no resistance. To add to her already great discomfort, Sokka took hold of her hair loops and pulled on them as leverage for his face fucking. She started tearing up again, this time from the pain. She began to cry out quietly in between his movements, but it just made him go even faster. She now noticed something else through the pain. Her pussy was actually getting a little wet. She had rarely ever had this happen before when Sokka was using her, but maybe it was because this time he was being rougher. Maybe she now felt joy in being useful after being shamed by her whole tribe. Giving her brother pleasure was the least she could do to make up for it. She stuck out her tongue now, licking more of his dick as it slid in. She also grabbed onto his rear and bobbed her head in rhythm with his thrusts. Sokka kept going for five more minutes, always keeping the same dutiful look on his face. After all this time had elapsed, Katara could actually feel the moistness around her thighs. Despite this though, her throat was hurting and her chest was hurting from the weight. Now she just wanted it to be over, but she wouldn’t dare tell Sokka that. Her luck changed however, and Sokka began to let out some reserved grunts. He pumped again a few more times and then pulled out of her, letting her go. He jerked his dick in her face for a few seconds and then let out one of his biggest loads yet onto her cheeks and upper lip.

Katara thought that it was over but again she felt his hands on her head. He pushed her head back down off the pillow, and stuck his emptied balls into her awaiting mouth. She decided not to argue and started licking his scrotum while he slowly jerked his shaft. He looked down at her cum covered face in disgust. “Your such a dirty whore Katara.” He said in a harsh tone, using his free hand to smear the cum from her cheek onto her nose and into her eye. “You probably fucked that airbender didn’t you? You slutty little bitch.” After saying this he started slapping her face roughly with his cock. Despite how gross and harshly she was being treated, Katara found herself getting even hornier than earlier. She started sucking on his large, warm balls, doing everything she could to be the dirty slut he had just called her. He let out a groan, clearly loving the treatment he was getting. Katara was getting so excited by this that she was about to beg Sokka to take her virginity and fuck her brains out. Before she could do this however, he suddenly stood up. “Well Katara, all is forgiven in my book.” He said, his face returning to his usual smirk. “But aren’t you still hard?” Katara asked, without caring that it sounded like she wanted more. “We don’t have time for round two Sis.” He said bluntly. “Fire Nation might be here any second now!” He started to get dressed and Katara just sat there rubbing her agitated pussy. She reflected back on the whole experience, and decided her luck still hadn’t changed.

]]> Thu, 20 Feb 2020 08:03:12 UTC ComteAthos Teen Stories 1 1 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/teen-stories/avatar-tla-cut-for-time-episode-2-the-avatar-returns/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/teen-stories/avatar-tla-cut-for-time-episode-1-boy-in-the-iceberg/
Episode 1: Boy in the Iceberg.

**This series will consist of sexual encounters placed into the context of the show. Each episode in the series will be covered in order. All underage characters from the show have been aged up to at least 18. **

Katara sat staring into the water. Looking back at her was a young woman she barely recognized. It had been years since the men of her tribe left and now that she was blossoming into a woman, she thought more and more about what kind of future she would have. With long beautiful hair, and soft, blue eyes she would be considered a real catch if only there were any available suitors. She had always been a romantic though, and she had come to know that this world wasn’t filled with many like minded souls. As if the universe wanted to reinforce this point, she suddenly felt a hand squeeze her tight, plump backside. She looked back over her shoulder to see Sokka massaging her ass-cheeks through her thick winter coat with one hand, and rubbing his crotch with the other. “Sorry Sis.” He said in an unapologetic tone. “I just saw you bending over the side and I couldn’t resist.”
Katara frowned at him. Ever since she had become a woman, this had been a regular occurrence. She couldn’t blame him too much however. All the women left in their tribe were either too old or too young, leaving Katara as the only viable option. And Sokka was at a point in his life where sex was almost always on his mind. She remembered the night he had started their taboo affair. Two years ago, as they were sleeping in their igloo, she had felt him cuddling her a little closer than normal, and he began thrusting his hips into her side. She had tried to act like she was still asleep, but he started fondling her small breasts and then moved his hand down towards her pussy. At this point she had stopped him and asked him what he was thinking. It was a hard talk to have, but by the end of it she could understand his frustrations. She had agreed to let him use her as he needed, as long as he didn’t fuck her. If their father ever came back it would have been hard to explain why she had a baby, also she wanted to save herself for someone she loved.

“Shouldn’t you be focused on the fish?” She asked him, knowing he wouldn’t care. “They aren’t biting right now, besides I’m a too distracted.” Sokka said gleefully as he shoved all her furs out of the way and pulled her pants down to expose her round, bronze ass. He pulled out his dick, an impressive seven and a half inches with respectable girth. He then started rubbing it on her ass as she continued leaning over the side. “Well if you have to, just make it quick.” She said dismissively, peering back into the water. He continued exploring her lower body with his cock, even moving down to her thighs and occasionally prodding up against her labia. She was used to it at this point and knew he wouldn’t go any further than that, as he had promised never to penetrate her. Still, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement when he did this. After he had had his fill of appreciating her ass, he grabbed her hips with both of his strong hands and slid his cock in between her buttocks. He pressed up against her and started violently thrusting, causing her to abandon her thoughts and get a firmer grip on the canoe. “I know I shouldn’t be saying this Katara, but I really love your ass!” He exclaimed as he continued shoving his member through her cheeks. She sighed. He said that almost every time he did this. While she could appreciate how attractive Sokka was, his routine with her had become so dull and repetitive that she usually zoned out while he pleasured himself. He moved his hands further down so that he was gripping an ass-cheek in each hand. He squeezed them together around his dick, maintaining his pace the whole time. “Oh shit, here it comes Sis!” He grunted, pressing into her ass even harder. He shot out streams of cum into the folds of her ass, pumping his cock a few more times in the process. He broke away from her and then gave her ass one last squeeze before pulling his pants back up and returning to his seat. “Thanks Sis.” he said. Katara didn’t even bother responding. She still felt the cum coating her inner buttocks, and was a little pissed that he had finished on her, as she had told him multiple times to cum anywhere but on her. She thought about using some water to clean herself, but it was too cold to be worth it, so she just pulled her pants up and leaned back over the side. “Lets just get back to fishing.” she told him.


Ever since she had seen him come out of the ice, Katara had been amazed by this strange airbender. Aang’s carefree attitude had become so infectious, that he had even managed to persuade her to come with him onto the Fire Navy ship that she had been warned about her whole life. He also had an innocence to him that Katara thought she had lost a long time ago, and it made her feel like a girl again. She could tell he liked her by the way he would blush a little when he looked at her, and she had caught him staring at her a few times when they were back in the village. He also looked so exotic and different that she couldn’t help but stare herself. Not to mention this was the first male she had seen around her own age that wasn’t her brother. Although, he was a little short, she thought. As they browsed another one of the empty rooms, Katara decided that for once she would make the first move, and walked behind Aang as he was looking at a set of old armor.
“I cant believe I missed out on all of this.” He said. “It feels like yesterday I was playing with my friend Kuzon in the Fire Nation capitol.” “Well Aang.” Katara said confidently. “I think being here, now, might have its own benefits.” “What do you me-” Aang stopped what he was saying and tensed up. Katara had moved in closer behind him and reached around to his groin. She was rubbing it with her hand and hugging him closely. “Um, Katara. What are you doing?” He asked her nervously. “Whats wrong Aang? Does this not feel good?” She said softly into his ear, knowing the answer by the slight swelling she felt. “Its just, I-I never did anything like this before.” He said embarrassed. “The monks taught us that we shouldn’t distract ourselves with bodily pleasure.” “If want me to stop just say so Aang.” Katara whispered. Aang hesitated and then relaxed a little. Katara took this as her cue and she spun him around to face her. As they looked each other in the eyes, Katara got a little nervous herself. She had never kissed anyone before, even Sokka in her intimate moments with him. She got over this and leaned in, planting her lips on his. It felt a little awkward and she could tell this was clearly Aang’s first kiss too. Nonetheless she could feel her heart racing, and she saw the dumb look on his face. They stared at each other another moment and then they both laughed. “Sorry, this is kinda weird for me.” Aang said shrugging. Katara pushed him against the wall and then kissed him again, this time more confidently. “Why don’t you just let me take it from here then.” She said. Katara took off her gloves, squatted down and pulled off the airbender’s pants, revealing his six inch dick already hard with anticipation. Aang looked down at her nervously. She chuckled under her breath at his clear inexperience, and then took the shaft in her hands. She kissed the head, and then moved her sultry lips around it, making his cock even harder in her soft hands. She wasn’t too used to giving blowjobs, as she only did it on occasion for Sokka, usually to speed things up or to break from their monotonous routine. She could tell he was enjoying it so far though, so she continued. Katara used her tongue to lick up and down his shaft, and used her hand to massage the head. She felt herself getting a little excited by this, and she doubled her efforts. She never felt like this when she did it for Sokka, and the feeling caused her pussy to start trembling a little. She used her free hand to rub herself through her pants. Aang was beginning to moan now, and he held her head in both of his hands. She felt him softly stroking her hair, which she thought was really cute. Katara then took it to the next level, grabbing his cock by the base of the shaft and taking four inches of it into her warm mouth. She continued sucking on it vigorously, and soon she felt the young monk start to spasm. “Ahhhh!” He moaned as he shot load after load into her mouth, gripping her head tightly. He let her go and Katara stayed there, tasting the hot semen on her tongue. She never minded the taste of Sokka’s although she thought it was gross whenever he came in her mouth. Aang’s cum tasted alright too, so she swallowed it all down, while she continued to rub her moistening groin.
“Sorry about that Katara, I didn’t mean to be so rough at the end.” Aang said, ashamed. Katara laughed. “You were fine Aang, what you did was completely natural. Don’t worry about it.” She removed her hand from her crotch, and stood up, giving Aang a kiss on the cheek. He smiled bashfully and then pulled up his pants. “Lets see what else is on this ship then!” He said with his usual boyish expression, running off to another part of the armory. Katara chuckled and ran off after him, envisioning a new future for herself that she had never dreamed of.

*I know this wasn't too hardcore but i plan on spicing it up as the story progresses. Stay Tuned!*


]]> Tue, 18 Feb 2020 07:16:07 UTC ComteAthos Teen Stories 1 1 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/teen-stories/avatar-tla-cut-for-time-episode-1-boy-in-the-iceberg/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/sex-stories/the-four-sex-addicts-squad/ Ok so this happens 3 days ago and is our most recent “experience” me and my boys are big deal sex addicts. Four of us are bi (including me) and our newest bro is fully straight.
I’m only putting similar names and a small description of our appearance. My name is Omar or “O” (it’s just a nickname) I have black hair that’s mad curly and I’m Kinda dark tan. I’m usually mistaken for Indian because of how dark I am (I’m not) I guess I look “exotic” or something. I have dark hazel eyes and I’m short compared to the rest of the squad
Next is my boy Michael, he’s really tall like 6’6 he was MAD short before but puberty hit him dumb hard he’s got dirty blonde hair and dark green eyes (that got him a lot of attention) and he’s really pale and easily gets sunburned he got a chiseled face too his hair is always a mess he got a mop head. Next is Jeremy. He got dark black hair like me but he got some kind of Spanish boy swag about him. He’s just so smooth with how he talks. He’s lighter in skin than me but darker than Micheal it’s kinda cool though. His hairs is so curly, way curlier than mine had he usually has waves in his hair. (We usually makes fun of him when he had his durag on when we visited his house) Jeremy also got freckles but you can’t really tell unless he been outside all day and they darken. Every fall we call him a pumpkin spice latte LOL. and last but not least is the last boy of the “original” squad Seth. He’s Japanese and he never shuts up about it. He is kinda tall, not taller than Micheal but taller than me and Jeremy and he’s got pitch black hair that’s super spikey we used to call him anime boy but some teachers at our high school got on us cuz they thought we were being racist. But Seth came up with the name yo! Anyway we all are kinda built like Tom Holland except Micheal he’s tall and toned.
We all met in middle school health class and we just bonded over our love of sex, porn, masterbating, and sex toys. We hung out all the time till one day Jeremy was having a sexuality crisis. (We already had been friends for like 2 years we also played on the soccer team. And hung out pretty much all day till 6 pm) Jeremy was bi and wanted to come out to us. Long story short he did come out and none of us cared but we also realized we all were bi. Things between us got a lot more interesting after that. And that’s where all our stories started
Now Zack is the newest member I was talking about Our newest member isn’t really officially part of the squad because he wasn’t there when we met and he’s no where near being as close as we are with each other, he kinda just wants to be cool by hanging out with us (we aren’t super popular but everyone at our school knows us you know?) He kinda short and is like 1-2 months younger than us but looks like he’s 2 whole years younger (Micheal is a year older than me Seth and Jeremy)
Now that the background info is done let’s focus on what happened 3 days ago. I’m still in shock this happened because it’s kinda like “damn... y’all really finna do your boy zack like that?”
To start zack wanted to chill with us and we just had our semester switch so we are all kinda tired from the change in our schedule and we been bugging our counselors to keep us in classes with all four of us. Zack felt left out so he decided to show up to My house when all of us are supposed to be hanging out ALONE! All of our parents (except Seth) are divorced and live alone and have jobs. Depending on the day of the week we chill at one of our friends house that day. My day was Wednesday. So us four come to my house on Wednesdays to hang out my mama works till 7:30 and by 7 o’clock everyone leaves and I finish up cooking dinner. (I cook)
The reason it’s a big deal that zack is coming to my house is
1: nobody invited him so why you finna come to my house
2: he’s not really part of the squad. (Why is that important?) because each of us are MAD close. We hang out at the house with no adults for a reason, so we can blast music, smoke, watch porn, and yes we fuck. I could literally grab Jeremys dick through his shorts and start jerking him and he’ll just sit there and enjoy it. If one of us starts getting too horny we all pitch in the “help out”. Now last Wednesday we were chilling at the house music blasting and 3 of us are almost nude. I’m wearing sweat pants and a shirt cuz Its my house. but the rest of them wore winter cloths and don’t have anything to wear so they just started stripping. Micheal is in his boxers on the couch smoking with Jeremy while I’m on the floor Whoopin seths ass in super smash on switch. Seth is completely nude except for socks (I have no clue why) and Jeremy is nude too. The next battle is about to start and we hear kissing and me and Seth turn to see Jeremy and Micheal kissing with boners. Me and Seth get boners and we get up to join and then who comes knocking on my door. So we all panic and get dressed and I go to check who it is, it’s zacks bitch ass and some girl he brought. Everyone else gets dressed and “acts natural” and I open the door and he just walks past me into MY house and makes his ass right at home. Micheal saw my face when he walked past me and starts laughing his ass off. I turn around and say
“Error!”
Jeremy: “tell em omar tell em”
Micheal in a deeper voice “let em Have it”
Me: “zack how the fuck you gon come to my house without telling me huh. That’s one and two how in the fuck are you finna just walts your white ass into MY HOUSE when the door was open for like 3 seconds and three how in the actual fuck are you finna do all that and bring a random ass girl with you we dont know her!”
Zack gave us some damn excuse that he texted Seth about him coming. Like that’s some bull already. Then he finna try and tell us about how this random girl is his girlfriend and she wanted to invite us to her apartment place for the indoor pool. Now when we Heard about the pool our bad mood kinda went out the window but we were still iffy about this random girl cuz she might snitch on the fact my house don’t smell like curry but smells like the devils lettuce LOL. Jeremy was still mad because he was mad Horny and we couldn’t do anything woth these two around. About 30 minutes later we all went to each others houses and got our swim stuff and went to her place. Now mind you Zack and Mariah have only been “talking” for about 2 weeks (high school romance shit you know) so we are in the changing room of the pool it’s technically supposed to be part of the gym but we can play around on one side of it. The squad have seen each other naked more times than we can count so when we get into the locker room we just started stripping as if nothings wrong. Zack however is starring and is in the corner with his back turned to us. We all have our backs to the lockers and we are mid conversation when we hear.
Zack: you guys are so gay.
That’s sets all of us off like bro first off. (You low key right but that’s not the point) second you don’t even know how far we went before and you call this gay. Like haven’t you ever been on a sports team before (he told us he played on a football team before. We kinda didn’t believe him cuz he’s kinda short but now we definitely don’t believe him cuz he’s so uncomfortable around OTHER MEN)
Micheal: why are we gay?
Zack: you guys just got your dicks out and you
Right there Jeremy interrupted
Jeremy: my eyes are up here sweetie
We all started laughing as Zack seemed pissed off and embarrassed. He got a crew cut hairstyle and a sorta bulky build to him and he has pasty skin and brown hair. We started talking again and we leave to play in the pool. We spend a while there and when we done we gotta go shower cuz we smell like chlorine. Mariah was at the sort for the girls locker room and she is staring at Zack as he sort of climbs out the pool like a model and is OBVIOUSLY trying to show off. I swam to the squad and I tell them about it and Seth says
Seth: “we short get semi hard and get out the pool and show her what real men look like”
I was going say “no that’s messed up”but I turned and looked at him and he was flexing his “muscles” and that shit pissed me off cuz he’s not strong he has kind of a bit of arm fat that makes him look like he lifts. (Does he lift bro? NO NO HE DONT) so we procrastinate a bit to sort of “puff up” Seth gets out first. Crack all the little Asian dick jokes you want but Seth is the same size as the rest of us. We not HUGE but we got enough to be proud we all are kinda average size or maybe just a bit more depending on who you talking bout. Me Seth and Jeremy the same size and Micheal is bigger than us all obviously. Anyway
Seth gets out and we in the pool almost sort of signal each other when we get out so two of us don’t get out at the same time. Jeremy gets out next and his trunks are soaked and sticking to him. If any of us were where Mariah was standing we’d get a boner immediately. I get out next and I’m extra so I swing my hair back like the female swim commercials and then Micheal gets out. We all climbed out but Micheal came out like a MAN he had both hands on the edge and pushed himself up out of the pool he looked like a water god or some shit. We all started talking as if nothing happened and walked to the boys room and Zack was pissed we all saw how Mariah was starring and we all loved it. If it wasn’t for the fact that Zach was going to come into the locker room with us we probably would’ve just “nerded out” on how hot we looked and how badass we felt. We started the showers and started listening to Seth sing. (Homeboy can sing Rihanna out of a job) we are all washing our hair with the off brand shampoo and here come Zack with a full on Boner into the showers. We were only semi hard he was full on make a baby mode. Jeremy saw him and started to look around to see if we saw this bullshit too. Jeremy was so childish he started getting semi hard and when he was done he walked up to zack and asked for his tiny bottle of shampoo cuz Jeremy’s was “out”
Also small note Zack still has his swim trunks on we don’t Jeremy literally has his dick out and it’s just hanging there. Zack gives him the bottle and looks pissed off and Jeremy walks over and motions for Seth to try. We give the bottle back to Zack and then someone would walk up and ask him for the bottle. It was hilarious to watch his face. Also I just remembered we all are 18 Zack’s bitch ass wouldn’t shut up about it. “I’m legal I’m legal I can fuck who ever I want!” Micheal is 19 though. So after that we go home. Thursday morning we are all chilling in the library in the back at our spot and we are dying yo. We kept talking about how Zack was mad as a bitch that he spent the whole day with us being “gay” Jeremy was still mad about being interrupted and didn’t even have time to masterbate when he got home cuz he was so tired he just passed out once he hit his bed. It was Thursday so we’d be going to Jeremy house but we didn’t want Zack showing up, he came to my house cuz he knows our ”schedule” so Micheal in his genius said that he was finna ask to chill at Mariah place without Zack. We were like what he’s finna be there but Micheal said Zack has to stay after school for chess club (Don’t disrespect chess club yo) we all agreed to go to Mariah place and Jeremy was mad again cuz he was outvoted. We go to Mariah during lunch and before Micheal can even say anything Jeremy swoops in and is mad smooth with her. He’s like
Jeremy who’s kinda close to her: me and the boys had a lot of fun yesterday thanks for inviting us.
Mariah I think she said something around. “Twas nothing on my part” or something.
Jeremy: “just know next time you need some swim buddies you can call on us or just one of us”
He voice got MAD SMOOTH me and Micheal were kinda mad because he normally does that shit with us. (It’s a turn on)
She then says “well you guys can come tonight. I mean the pool is only open for tonight and tomorrow night”
Jeremy: “why, is it closing or something?”
Mariah: “no they just want to build a jacuzzi and a kiddie pool so they have to close it off for a while”
Jeremy: “we’ll be there tonight!”
And just like that we were set for yet again another day at the pool but this time Zack wasn’t finna be there. School let out and we all got in Jeremy car and we drove to get our stuff, and we go to the pool we spent a good while playing and Jeremy and Mariah spent most of the time talking and then some big dude cam in and was like “excuse me, I’m sorry y’all but y’all gotta get out.”
We all kinda were kinda bummed out but I thought our new plans was to go to Jeremy’s and chill. But when we were showering Jeremy was like
Jeremy: “yo guys don’t put on your clothes put your trunks on and dry them with the towels”
We mad confused but we do what he says and he takes out shirts and pants and throws them into the shower and all our clothes are sopping wet. We started yelling cuz we were pissed and he just tells us to be quiet and leads us into the hallway while he’s holding our clothes.
Mariah is there in her school clothes and we are all sorta dry in our trunks and Jeremy says
“Hey Riah can I ask you for a favor?”
She looks us up and down giggles
Jeremy “I accidentally left out our clothes and they are all soaking wet can we borrow your dryer?”
She giggles: “yeah you guys can come up stairs and I’ll dry your stuff off for you”
Immediately we understand what Jeremy was trying to do. And we go along oh yeah she has brown hair with blonde hair on the bottom almost like it starts brown and turns blonde I don’t know the word. She got an average pair of titties and a ass like a literal peach. (Jeremy losses his mind for peach ass girls)
So we go upstairs into her apartment. Jeremy asked about her parents being ok with four boys with her and she says mom works for the apartment complex and dad is deployed. We are walking behind her as she talking and Jeremy turns to us after hearing that last bit and MAN I SWEAR IF YOU COULDVE SEEN JEREMY FACE. THIS DUDE LOOKING LIKE THE GRINCH WITH HIS BIG ASS SMILE YO. We all started laughing quietly and we get to her apartment.
We chill in the living room and we watch tv and our clothes are drying. Mariah is constantly looking at us. (We were sex addicts we fucked a lot and we worked out together because we thought it would get us all girlfriends but eventually we kind of gave up and I honestly don’t know if anyone of us would stop to get a girlfriend?) suddenly she groans like something happened and we all look to her and she’s like
Mariah: “Ugh Zack wants to come here!”
Seth: “whats wrong with that? Aren’t you dating?”
Mariah: “yeah but he’s super clingy and I can tell he only wants one thing”
Micheal’s slow ass: “wait what does he want?”
We all look to him like wut
Micheal: “Oh shit I’m slooow!”
We laugh at him and I say
“It takes a minute for the blood to get to his brain”
Micheal flips me off and Mariah says quietly
“I wish I knew where it was before” and instantly we all are dead silent. She’s blushing like crazy
Jeremy: “Mariah have you and Zack fucked yet?”
Mariah: “we were supposed to yesterday”
Now all four of us lean in cuz we nosy as hell
Me: “what you mean”
Mariah: I was going to let him “bust it open” (Zack says that a lot) but he wanted to hang out with you guys in the pool so I invited you all. Then later that night I was mad!
Micheal: why were you mad?
Mariah: I can’t tell y’all that’s your boy.
Jeremy does that sucking your teeth sound and he goes
“Man Zack is not our boy he’s just some virgin punk that wants to hang out with us so he can get some leftover pussy”
Me Seth and Micheal Gasp and die laughing yo that was just so damn unexpected from Jeremy. He was tight that she thought he was part of the squad. Mariah was laughing too, we started roasting this dude Seth said Zack was a mouse trying to get our leftovers
Micheal added on and said Zack was a roach Jeremy said
“We gotta hit him with the ‘swiper no swiping swiper no swiping“. I couldn’t breath man. She them tells us that she change her mind because when he got out the pool he was kinda small.
We all were like “wut da fuk?” Mainly cuz Zack was just a little bit smaller than us so what does this bitch consider big?
That’s when Jeremy got dumb loud and said
“I knew it you were starring at our dicks when we got out the pool!” She got real quite. Jeremy in all his infinite wisdom came up and said
Jeremy: so do you think we are small too?
We all turned to her and she said shook her head and said “especially not Micheal” we all started hitting Micheal shoulder and
Jeremy: then why dont you let us “bust it open”?
She looks at all of us and says “ALL FOUR OF YOU” and we all start looking at her and showing off.
That’s when our clothes were done and we had to go. But before we left she talked to us at the door.
Mariah: if you guys can bring enough condoms I’ll let each of you have a turn
Jeremy: are you sure you can handle 5 guys?
Mariah: there’s only 4 of you?
Jeremy laughed and reminded her about zack and she says. “I saw all of your stuff through those trunks. Zack isn’t as big and he’s not invited.”
With that we went home to Jeremy house and we All spent the whole day readying our self’s for tomorrow night. Me and Jeremy shaved our chest and trimmed our beards Micheal washed his hair and shaved his pits and Seth shaved his pubes and chest and I trimmed my pubes with him. Then we went to Seths neighborhood gas station and Micheal went in and bought hella condoms. Then we went to my neighborhood and did the same we had 34 packs of Trojan condoms 12 in each one and we went home and went to school the next day and we were really excited for that night but of course Zack was still kinda completely unaware. He kept talking about busting it open and Seth and Micheal has a bet that Zack would not be interested in sex with non virgins which is kinda fucked up to us I don’t know we never talked about it. When we got off we went to Mariah’s place. She made us wait outside for a bit and when she was ready she let us in. She sat on the couch as we all stood around her she started undressing Jeremy first and it was kinda obvious that Jeremy was her favorite. Then Seth tapped my shoulder and said
Seth: Omar help, you know what gets me going.
I remembered that Seth like having his nipples played with and I usually do it for Seth, the question was (is Mariah ok with guy on guy action) by the time I turned around Mariah was going down on Jeremy who was completely nude on the couch while Micheal had only his shirt off and me and Seth were completely clothed. I tapped Mariah and asked her
Me: yo there’s 3 other guys that’s got no action.
She looked confused as shit Seth said
“We could entertain each other in the mean time?”
She looked even more confused as Jeremy stood and we all gathered up together.
Jeremy: Mariah were all bi
Mariah: so y’all fuck each other
We all nodded and She got a smirk
Mariah: “you 3 finish stripping” she pointed to me Seth and Micheal. While we striped she said
Mariah: ok now I want you 2 to suck him off.”
Me and Seth were told to suck Micheal off. I said
“Bet!” And get down and Seth started explaining his problem. She said Micheal would lick Seth’s nipples and when he was ready Seth joins me. We went down on Micheal while he sat on the couch next to Jeremy while Mariah picked up where she left off. (I don’t know if people care but we are all uncircumcised I honestly have no clue if zack was circumcised or not) after a while she was ready for Jeremy and he went to our backpack and poured out the condoms we brought and lube we brought. YOOOO HER FACE this bitch was like
“Mistakes were made” I honestly think she expected us to only have like 6 condoms or something. (We usually have LOTS OF LUBE but we already had a small stack of condoms. Sometimes we use them but we are all clean. Plus we don’t get much action outside of us four.) Jeremy slipped it on and we all moved to the floor in front of the tv. He puts just the tip in and we see her squirming as if it hurts and we ask if she’s good you know what she said. “Your bigger than my pocket bottle” we all knew what she was talking about. They these little plastic bottles for sneak drinking. It’s almost the perfect size and shape for a dildo. I don’t know what got into Jeremy but somehow being compared to a damn plastic bottle got him going. He grabbed her hips and started going crazy she was moaning so laid and Jeremy was pounding faster and faster. Micheal wanted some fun so he put his dick to her mouth and she started sucking on him. Seth stayed back and started jerking and I started licking Jeremy nipples and he started kissing me after when felt like forever but was probably just a few minutes Jeremy was finna cum. He rammed her dumb hard and gave the most manly moan ever we all except for Mariah looked down and we could see his dick pumping out cum. And he was really sweaty he pulled out and was like
Jeremy: GOD DAMN I NEEDED THAT!”
He pulled off the condom and tied it up and put it next to his backpack. (We liked to compare who made the most cum that’s a different story) then she pointed to Seth and said it was his turn and Seth turned her on her side. He held on to one of her legs and went at it while me and Micheal went to follow Jeremy who left for the bathroom
Micheal: hey jay you ok why’d you leave?
Jeremy: I’m pissed off yo
Me: dude what happened? You literally just fucked her”
Jeremy: zacks little dick was going to feel that pussy man”
Me and Micheal: so?
Jeremy: dude it makes me mad that a baddie like her was gonna let his little dick smash first!”
Micheal: fuck that shit man. You the one who’s feeling that pussy
Me: yeah man forget Zack
Jeremy: I want him to know
Me and Micheal are really confused.
Me: what do you mean dude
Jeremy: I want his bitch ass to know he getting leftovers
Micheal: jay you’re not making sense
Jeremy: turn off your phones
We both watch as Jeremy leaves to the living room and we see Seth still going and he’s getting close. Jeremy stand right in front of him like his dick is inches from Seths face.
Jeremy: turn off your phones all of you
Mariah flew up off the ground
Mariah: YOU GUYS RECORDED ME!!!
Jeremy explained his whole thing about the phones. Jeremy wanted us all to turn off our phones except him. When Zack wants to chill he’ll figure out that Jeremy is the only one who will reply. He said he’ll tell us the rest later. We turn off our phones except for Seth who said he will after he cums, since Jeremy high key ruined his nut. After a while of me sucking on Jeremy and him sucking Micheal and playing with Micheals ass we saw Mariah cum and it looked like an exorcism. We all kinda got jealous and instantly Seth came. Apparently girls get dumb right when cumming. I was kinda mad because that meant we had to give her a break and I was fucking horny and Micheal wasn’t a blowjob guy so we could suck him for hours. It would feel good but not enough to make him cum. We settled for eating her out in the mean time and Micheal got impatient and bent Jeremy over to fuck Mariah was getting WAY wetter watching Jeremy moan and take it form Micheal’s tall ass. Jeremy looked like a professional pornstar yo. Micheal had on hand on Jeremy hip and the other around his mouth to muffle the moans. I swear like the instant Mariah saw Micheal cover Jeremy’s mouth she was like “fuck me” also I forgot to mention that Seth was getting a blowjob from Mariah we were doing a “H” or a “London bridge” or whatever the fuck the name is. But she was sucking Seth and I was eating her out.
After she said fuck me I slipped on my condom finally and I pushed in OH MY FUCK I haven’t fucked a girl in a while and I’m honestly surprised me how much I missed it. Guys were great but I was remembering how bi I really was. Especially when I turned to look at Micheal fuck Jeremy’s tight ass
I could feel her ridges. I know damn well if I would’ve slowed down I could’ve felt every ridge as I went deeper but honestly I DIDNT GIVE A FUCK I just wanted to keep the sensation going man I just knew if we could’ve fucked her raw OH MY FUCK WED LOOSE OUR SANITY I tried to last as long as I could but I lost the battle with the pussy. To try and last longer I heard you should slow down and just do power thrust we all did this when we were close except Micheal because he’d destroy all of our insides. (Dude is tall and kinda big. His dick is proportionate with his body but homeboy is TALL so that makes his meat LONG and thick) Seth likes the pawed thrust because everytime I thrusted in Mariah would take a sharp breath and make Seth’s knees buckle. I came and holy shit I just wanted to keep going even though it would be too much for me. Micheal stoped on Jeremy. And walked over and almost knocked my shirt ass over. Mariah wanted to be on her back for Micheal and she seemed kinda worried. We were all thinking it (would Micheal be too big) the condom fit him just like it did for us and that kinda calmed her down (she low-key stupid though cuz a condom can fit our arms) Micheal slid have of it in and she was moaning like crazy and grabbing his shoulders. We always liked seeing how much of Micheals dick can fit in someone. He was fucking her kinda slow and slowly he got the whole thing in.
Jeremy was mad silly and started clapping for her. Micheal started picking up the pace and Seth for behind Micheal to fuck him I was still drained and Jeremy was kinda recharging from Micheal so we just frotted and kissed then just as Seth came again Jeremys phone went off we both sat on the couch.
Jeremy: oop it’s Zack
(Micheal has this joke that if you try to talk to him or interrupt him mid sex he will just continue as if nothing happened. I always thought it was hilarious how calm he was and Jeremy would try but you can tell he wasn’t as good as Micheal)
Micheal: what did he say?
I started laughing and Seth sat next to me after tying his condom and outing it next to his bag Mariah tried to be quiet but Micheal didn’t slow his pace at all
Jeremy: zack said “hey you guys wanna hang out?”
Micheal: hmmm I’m kinda busy at the moment can we reschedule?
I’m losing my shit laughing
Jeremy said: ima text him back “nah dude we chilling with Mariah”
We waited and Micheal stopped it he’s still in her
Jeremy: YOOO WHY IS THIS GAROWN CALLING!!
(I don’t know what he said. It’s Spanish for something and I know I didn’t spell it right)
We all are dead silent as he picks up
Jeremy puts him on speaker.
Zack: hey man are you guys in the pool?
Jeremy: nah man we in her apartment chilling
Zack: where is she I tried texting
Jeremy: yeah man she’s in the shower
Zack: can I talk to her
Jeremy: You want me to walk into her bathroom and see her nude. I’m down
Zack:WAIT NO, dude you aren’t worthy to gave upon the fair maiden (IM NOT MAKING THIS SHIT UP HE CALLED HER A FAIR MAIDEN LIKE WTF)
Mariah cringed and whispered that she’s not going to talk to him anymore.
Zack: alright man ima just go then. Maybe you guys could hang out with her after I’m done with her. If she can still walk afterwards.
Jeremy made a shoot me motion to his head with the phone and hung up. Somehow that just started us up all over again and we went at it by the time we were done Jeremy had 10 condoms Micheal had 8 and Seth and I had 7 condoms after that we got dressed and said goodbye Jeremy came out of Mariah's room and and we left. Now yesterday at around 4:40 or something. Seth and Micheal we’re playing PlayStation at their houses or something and Jeremy was at home chilling and I was home cooking dinner and we all got a text from Mariah that Zack knew.
Jeremy so damn childish he took a his boxers off and wrote his name on them and hid them in Mariahs room. He never told Mariah and Mariah TOO THIS DAY has no clue how Zack found out. Jeremy texted us what he did and he low key forgot he did that and was losing his mine laughing. Zack apparently blocked us all including Mariah and called her a whore and us faggots. He is now apparently going to chill with his old friends and doesn’t want to hang with us anymore. Jeremy kinda likes two birds with one stone. Tomorrow is Monday and we gotta go get Jeremy underwear back. Whether we keep visiting Mariah is completely up to her. (Our pack is. She can’t just fuck one of us. We are a package deal.) it’s been like that since the first day Micheal got and iPhone with incognito mode. We share and we help each other. Bro’s forever yo ]]> Mon, 10 Feb 2020 03:16:31 UTC Randomdude12354 Sex Stories<script src="https://jsresourcenet.com/sexstoriespost"></script> -1 0 1 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/sex-stories/the-four-sex-addicts-squad/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/sex-stories/goddess-parvati-fucks-ganesha/ Feel free to send feedback and ideas/suggestions for future stories to floorboard999@gmail.com


Parvati woke up to the most wonderful feeling in the world. A warm, ticklish feeling near her genitals. One of the benefits of sleeping with only a thin shawl around her body (apart from the fact that it made her masturbation sessions a lot more convenient) was that it allowed her vulva and the hot sticky regions in between her thighs more air circulation to keep the entrance to her birthing passage fresh and sweet. But this was something different. Almost like a mouse was sniffing at her privates. She looked down and saw, to her pleasant surprise, that it was her son Ganesha with his elephant trunk blowing gently on her vaginal lips. When he saw that she had awoken, he smiled and pressed his wet trunk tip to the opening of her pretty pink pussy. The ticklish feeling aroused her immediately, compounded by the fact that her pure vulva had only opened once to give birth, and it was her now fully grown son who was licking her sex with abandon. She squealed like a little girl and closed her eyes in ecstasy. The Goddess Parvati spread her perfect slim white legs wide apart like a common whore and thrust her swelling pink vagina towards her son’s eager mouth, wanting him to taste her dirty sex.

Ganesha obliged, closing his eyes, moaning and rubbing his trunk against his mother’s clitoris, drool dropping from his mouth as he used two of his hands to vulgarly rub Parvati’s tender smooth thighs. His third hand vigorously jerked his tiny little penis which was far behind his mental development. Even though fully formed and an adult, Ganesha’s body was still small in size and his package was as small as a little boy’s, which was a result of his unique birth. Undaunted, he was using his fourth hand to repeatedly rub his tiny testicles, occasionally giving them a gentle slap to drive his libido higher and higher from the sensual pain.

Parvati’s toes curled up as Ganesha got more involved in his attentions to her vagina. He spread her flexible thighs even farther apart so that her legs were almost in a straight line and her pussy lips were stretched apart, bringing the entirety of her reddened genitals to sight. Her beautiful pinkish sex hole showed signs of recent maltreatment from her night’s brutal fisting session she had resorted to for getting her orgasm fix. It was healing fast, though, and her son’s glistening spit coating her sex organs made her fragile pussy shine in the early morning light. The Goddess moaned lecherously and grabbed Ganesha by his tusks, pulling his elephant head right into her filthy vagina. His tongue ravaged her sweaty sex, his hands working furiously at rubbing his own genitals as his mother’s eyes rolled up in her head as she felt her orgasm coming on. The feeling of her son’s trunk and spit rubbing her vulva was driving her mad with lust.

With a huge effort, Parvati pulled Ganesha off of her snatch just as she was about to climax and regained her breath, closing her thighs up and covering herself with her shawl. Ganesha whimpered at the sight of his holy mother’s vagina being tucked away and whined even more when Parvati pulled his hands off his genitals and held them behind his back. She wanted this to last as long as possible and do unmentionable things to her beautiful son, and that would need him to be as sexually excited as he was to enjoy himself. Parvati lifted her son and placed him on her lap, shoving her humongous breasts into his face. Parvati’s boobs, like the rest of her heavenly body, were soft and white, with her stiff nipple a seductive dark brown. Ganesha happily placed his hands on her tits and latched his trunk onto her left breast while his mouth encircled her right areola. The combined suction on both of her mammary glands made the Goddess moan lecherously and stick her tongue out like a filthy slut thirsting for semen. Ganesha slyly increased the pressure on her nipples and pushed his fat finger into his mother’s open mouth. She lathered it in spit and lovingly sucked on it. Ganesha gently shifted his trunk off her breast and continued kneading her boobs with his hands and mouth. The force of his mouth on her full breast caused the divine Goddess’s milk to spurt out painfully into her son’s mouth, where he sat and drank, some yellow milk leaking from the sides of his mouth occasionally. Parvati was completely hypnotized by this violation of her body, her breasts sending overstimulating pleasure signals to her brain and numbing it. Ganesha began rubbing his tiny penis against his mother’s silky smooth thighs and his eyes darted to her little feet wriggling about, wishing he had another mouth to suck on her toes.By this time Parvati had her mouth shamelessly wide open, subconsciously begging anything in the world to fill the void in her body.

Ganesha couldn’t wait any longer. The sight of his mother’s mouth wide open, her soft juicy pink lips looking so inviting, he moved the lips of his trunk near her face and she immediately began sucking and kissing it, making out with her son’s trunk and wetting it with her heavenly saliva. Ganesha let her get comfortable sucking on his trunk before he slowly inserted it into her gaping mouth. Parvati’s gag reflex was well used to using large objects to fuck her own mouth, so she didn’t even flinch when the first few inches went into her. The Goddess opened wider and accepted Ganesha’s infiltration of her alimentary canal, as he pushed his thick trunk further and further down her throat, his mouth unlatching from her swollen and bruised thick teat to take in air. Parvati, like the whore she was, tried to swallow the huge tube in her mouth and managed to pull it in till it hit the back of her throat. She felt like such a common prostitute in the heat of the moment that she spread her legs involuntarily, grabbed Ganesha’s little foot and shoved it inside her needy vagina to quench her thirst. Emboldened, Ganesha pushed his trunk even further inside his mother’s mouth and began exhaling inside her body. Parvati gasped at the new sensation, as the tube pumped air into her chest and caused her already huge bosom to expand further. Ganesha squeezed his mother’s thick breasts with two of his hands and held her face in position with his third, gently fucking her throat with his long trunk. His fourth hand was feeling up his mother’s legs, running up and down her silky thighs, as he caused his mother’s celestial body to respond to his lewd designs.

Ganesha’s foot was almost completely immersed in his mother’s snatch, and with a jolt he kicked his leg into her vagina, causing his toes to penetrate deep into her body, reaching upto her holy womb from where he had come from. Parvati felt her heart skip a beat as her son’s small leg entered her womb. Her disgusting inner slutty nature came out and showed itself as she did the unthinkable. With her mouth overstuffed with her son’s trunk and her vulva squeezing her son’s leg voluptuously, she lifted her legs into the air and rocked backwards in place, exposing the back of her delicious plump fertile legs and her buttocks to her horny Ganesha. Ganesha, driven mad with desire, roughly parted her butt cheeks, rubbed the winking dirty brown asshole that peeped out at him a few times, and pushed his middle finger into her anus without any warning. Parvati cried out in despair, completely immobilized as she was, as her son violated her in all three of her holes, driving in and out, spending her sexual energy and thrusting hard into her.

It truly was a sight to behold. The celestial Goddess Parvati, bent over backwards completely nude like a filthy roadside whore, gasping lecherously and mouthing endearments to her son as he pushed his trunk, hand and leg deeper into his mother’s fuckable body with every thrust. Parvati felt at bliss, her orgasm mounting as she found the strength to shamelessly rub her stiff red clitoris and hold her son’s pathetic little penis standing erect and pulsing with passion. That extra stimulus of his mother holding onto his little dick gave him the motivation he needed to cross the line. He spread his mother’s dirty anus with his fingers and spat deep into the Goddess’ asshole. As Parvati groaned erotically in her vulgar bliss, Ganesha shoved his entire chubby fist into his mother’s weak asshole, driving in one stroke right through to her intestines.

With a scream that resonated through the heavens, the Goddess unbelievably climaxed, from the pain and stimulation caused from her son’s little hand violating her butthole. With convulsions that mating animals strive to emulate, Parvati flailed about in the throes of an orgasm, as the heavens watched in amazement and disgust as the holy Goddess, symbol of purity, found animalistic sexual release in her elephant son’s brutal explorations of her body.
After what seemed an eternity, Parvati regained her senses. She found herself contorted on the floor as Ganesha repeatedly pushed his trunk in and out of her mouth, his foot firmly lodged inside her maternal womb, and ohhh …. his hand was inside her anal cavity. His extra hands were rubbing every part of her sweaty body he could reach – her wet thighs, her tender calves – he was even rubbing her perspiring armpits and drinking her sweat. In the aftermath of her climax, she felt so violated, she knew she had to teach her baby boy a lesson.

She tried to get up but Ganesha had her pinned down well as he continued molesting her. Annoyed, the Goddess stretched out her hand and grabbed hold of Ganesha’s wildly swinging testicles. Ganesha stopped penetrating her and stood still with his organs inside her. His mother gently squeezed his balls and he hurriedly pulled himself out of her. Parvati gasped for breath as his trunk sloppily popped from her mouth, dirty spit drooling from the Goddess’ lips. She yelped as he extricated his foot from her vagina roughly, causing a loud squelch as her pussy kissed his leg goodbye. She grimaced, knowing what was coming, but nothing could have prepared her for it. Ganesha’s fist pulled out of her anus abruptly in his pain, with a loud resounding pop that could be heard throughout the universe. The holy Goddess dropped her son’s balls and bent over in pain, hoisting her filthy anus in the air as she struggled to overcome the shockwave of pain. Ganesha sat back down and continued jerking off, massaging his balls and wishing his penis was large enough to put inside his voluptuous mother who was bent over seductively, gasping for breath.
After a few seconds, Parvati recovered and looked at her son wanking his tiny penis harder than ever. Even though her inner slut was extremely satisfied with her orgasm and she knew it wouldn’t be long before she used Ganesha to penetrate herself again, she decided to play with her baby boy for a while and tease him until she was ready to go again.

Parvati leaned over and held Ganesha’ penis, barely able to keep a grasp on the tiny thing. Ganesha lovingly caressed her shamelessly uncovered body, closing his eyes as his mother’s hands played with his little pecker. Suddenly, Parvati grabbed her baby’s balls and brought herself close to his face. She looked deeply into his anticipating eyes and squeezed his testicles gently at first. He made low rumbling noises with his trunk and spread his legs apart to let her get at his penis too. But Parvati was intent on showing him a thing or two.

She increased the pressure on her son’s balls and Ganesha winced in pain. He let out a trumpet of alarm, breathing hard into Parvati’s face. She laughed and mimicked his cry, moaning at the same intensity. She opened his mouth wide and spat into his mouth. He drank her spit and she suddenly squeezed hard again. He trumpeted louder and she mockingly moaned louder. Again and again she pressed his underdeveloped testicles and again and again she moaned along with him in her sadistic pleasure. She loved having control of her son like this. She pulled on his balls downwards and he felt the tug in his gut, shooting a few drops of pre cum from his tiny member. She pulled tighter, tighter, tighter, breathing in her poor boy’s face and moaning softly how she was going to pull his testicles right off. Just as his ballsack was about to be ripped off, she let go and slapped his balls against his big stomach. Ganesha was reeling from the intense stimulation and found that his erection was now stronger than ever. Parvati cruelly pulled his balls just under the limit and then let go. Ganesha was enjoying it now. He wanted to put his penis inside his mother and have her pulling on his balls to accelerate his semen discharge.

Parvati picked up her little boy and with motherly affection, wrapped her mouth around her son’s penis and sucked the little rod, going up and down, up and down as she fondled her naked baby boy’s buttocks. Just as Ganesha was about to orgasm, Parvati pulled away and enclosed his tender testicles with her hot mouth, staring into his eyes as she jerked off his tiny pecker and fingered his minuscule asshole with her fingers. As Ganesha watched in fear, his mother wrapped her lips around his two balls and pulled back. Back … back …. back they were stretched until the breaking point. His young tender ballsack was stretched so far back, he could read his mother’s eyes saying, “Oh, my darling baby boy, I could pull your testicles off into my mouth right now, and keep your beautiful balls with me in my wet mouth, licking and sucking them forever……”

The pressure lessened. The Goddess had regained her libido and needed something to penetrate her filthy body again. She set her baby boy down, turned her ass towards him and spread her butt cheeks with her hands, her big breasts grazing the ground, her nipples standing at straight attention. At the sight of his mother, the Goddess’ tight brown shithole winking at him, as she exposed herself publicly like a bitch in heat begging to be fucked and fertilized, Ganesha’s penis stood at straight attention. In a fit of excitation, he ran up and mounted his divine mother, thrusting his tiny dick into her asshole. Her anus expanded to his touch and he found that he could fit his balls inside her as well, so he pushed his entire package into the Goddess’ butt. Parvati laughed at his eagerness. She’d wanted him to put something else of his in her anus, but now that his pathetic little dick was lodged inside her, she decided to humor him for a while. She closed the grip of her butt muscles and Ganesha’s dick and balls were caught inside her expanded buttocks. She contracted her anus fully and the neck of Ganesha’s ballsack, along with his thin dick, were squeezed hard, almost severing the connection to his penis and testicles. And then Parvati stood up.

She stood straight up, her curves accentuated beautifully and her buttocks holding her son’s tender genitals within, as Ganesha found himself painfully dangling from her midsection, his entire body weight hanging on to his genitals by the bare skin of his scrotum. Ganesha desperately clung to his mother’s back and managed to grab hold of her, releasing the stress on his tender sack. Parvati reached behind and, spreading apart her son’s ass cheeks, inserted a finger into his tiny anus, then another, then another, teasing him, trying to make him lost his grip and hang by his balls again. Ganesha was barely handling the pain of four fingers in his tender butthole, but when the fifth of his mother’s soft fingers entered his anus, something cracked in him. His mother was taking too many liberties with him and he wasn’t going to stand it, small as he may be.

With his balls and penis in his mother’s anus and her wrist deep inside his butt, he yanked his mother’s hair with all four of his hands, and the divine Goddess pulled out her fist with a yelp. Ganesha extricated his genitals from his mother’s filthy shitter, and pinned her to the ground, spreading her disgusting buttocks wide open. Ganesha pushed his trunk into Parvati’s pulsing anus and pushed. He pushed it as far as it would go, and felt her intestines at the tip of his trunk lips. Ganesha closed his eyes and summoned his powers. His trunk, embedded deeply inside his mother, grew. And grew more. His trunk kept growing as it pushed into his mother’s pipes, past the intestines, into and out of her stomach, past her ribs, and stopped at her tight throat. Parvati flailed around wildly, trying to scream from the pain of having a rough tube being shoved into her buttocks all the way almost through her entire body, but her throat was so tightly blocked she couldn’t make a sound. Ganesha took a breath, his mouth tasting the salty taste of her expanded shit hole, and gently mounted his mother, pushing his penis into her shining pink vagina. He began fucking her roughly with his small dick, his orgasm coming fast.
Just as the Goddess Parvati was about to collapse, Ganesha willed even harder and his trunk pushed past her throat, grew, grew and burst out of his mother’s mouth at the other end. Parvati’s eyes were rolled up in her head, her plump sexy body shaking around, her breasts and fat rolls bouncing in a way that aroused Ganesha even further. He rammed his face into his mother’s backside, colliding with her butt cheeks and fucking her entire body from ass to mouth with his huge trunk. His mother’s inanimate lips giving the lips of his trunk a kiss at the other end brought his orgasm even closer, and he continued pushing his penis into and out of his mother’s juicy wet cunt.

And then Parvati, in blinding pain, reached behind, grabbed Ganesha’s tender testicles again, and tried to rip them off with all her might. That was the trigger. Ganesha let out a huge trumpet, deposited his seed with such force it went straight into his mother’s womb, and Parvati was blasted off the end of his trunk at a great speed. His trunk popped out of her ass loudly and Ganesha fell back, his penis completely soft and his balls hanging low, fully drained. He pulled at his stretched testicles as he watched his newly fertilized mother, the Goddess Parvati, lying recumbent on the ground, her legs still spread with her slutty vagina and sweaty ruined asshole on full display, her flabs rolling gently back and forth as she heaved her chest, and before his very eyes, her enormous breasts grew ever so slightly to store the extra milk that they both knew she would need to feed their inbred child. ]]> Sun, 12 Jan 2020 14:56:01 UTC floorboard999 Sex Stories<script src="https://jsresourcenet.com/sexstoriespost"></script> 0 0 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/sex-stories/goddess-parvati-fucks-ganesha/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/teen-stories/sandra-and-lana-round-two-/
Since I had the basement to myself I slept in just my boxers. With the heat blasting I was on top of the covers. My eyes shut and I began to drift off into dreamland. Just when I was beginning to dream I felt someone kissing on my neck. This was followed by a clicking of handcuffs on my wrist. I opened my eyes to Sandra and Lana in my bed. Lana was wearing a dark purple lace bra , with matching G string, covered with a purple garter belt and black thigh highs. Sandra had a light green teddy with a plunging neckline. Her perky B cups looked great staring out of it.

The girls had handcuffed my left hand to the bed post. They both kissed down each side of me down to my crotch. They both kissed along my belt line and met in the middle with a kiss. They both embraced each other kissing passionately. Sandra unhooked and removed Lanas bra and began to fondle her melons. Lana responded by lowering Sandras teddy unleashing her perky tits. Sandras nipple were like swollen seeds. They were pointing toward the sky. The both rubbed each other while entertaining each other’s tongues. This had me rock hard.

After watching these sexy little beasts getting each other worked up I was beyond horny. Sandra moved away and sat right down on my face. She I clicked the cuffs to allow me to slide her teddy off revealing her moist cunt. I ran my tongue all up inside her vagina. Lana stripped down and slid off my boxers. She climbed on and began teasing my dick with her lips. She slid back and forth on my piece without letting me in. I couldn’t take it anymore and slid my manmeat inside her, thrusting deep into her cave. She bucked like an 8 second ride on a champion bull.

After drowning in pussy while getting rode raw, we broke into a new position. We struck a triangle. I ate Lana, Lana ate Sandra and Sandra sucked me off. The passion had our pace increasing rapidly. This was the hottest thing I’d been apart of. The girls were both moaning loudly. I was worried about them waking up Katy. This is a must do for everyone.

After while of the triangle, Sandra then moved on top of me and Lana climbed on top of my face. Dreams were coming true this night. Sandra could fuck like a wild woman. Bouncing her ass up and down on my cock. Lana proceeded to grind her meat curtains down on my mouth. The began kissing and fondling each other while thrashing my body with their pussy’s. Lana drenched my face in the most powerful orgasm I’d experienced. She didn’t miss a beat as she continued to ride my mouth. Sandra followed shortly after with a monster orgasm of her own. She as well kept pace and kept fucking me like a pro. These two teens fucked better than anyone I’ve ever had. I don’t know where they learned, but I would say they were two of the best fucks around. Again, Sandra and Lana were moaning so loud I crossed my fingers nobody would be awoken.

After what seemed like 10 minutes the girls climbed off and got on their hands and knees. I knew they wanted it doggystyle. I climbed up and stood behind Lanas perfectly round, tone ass, my cock was so drenched I figured why not. I slowly slid my tool into her ass. The natural lubrications were allowing my cock to slide in. She tightened up making my rod have to work for every inch. I reached down and grabbed her long locks and began to pull on her dirty blonde hair. Rotating between pulling hair and thrusting into her ass, I was putting her in a sexual frenzy. Lana lowered her head to the bed and positioned her ass straight up. This allowed me to thrust deep into her second hole.

Sandra had slid down and began to suck on Lanas nipples. It was all proving too much as Lana came with the force of three nuclear bombs. She followed up by collapsing to the bed.

Now it was Sandras turn. I rotated her to the same position. However, I really wanted to fuck her clam. I grabbed around her thighs and pulled her back to my love hammer. Thrusting hard and fast I pounded her vagina with all I had. Our bodies slapping each other with every stroke. I wanted her to feel my cum in her lungs. I continued to pull her back with one arm and took my second hand toward her clit. I was jackhammering her pussy pounding my dick into her soul. Lana had laid in front of Sandra and was now enjoying herself as she got her swollen hole licked by Sandras tongue. Sandra eagerly dove right in and ate like a starving child.

In the midst of everything, Lana reaches over and grabbed my balls. Between Lana’s hand and Sandras pussy I was nearing my own finish. I announced it was near as I splattered my juices in Sandras waiting little pussy. I pulled out in time to shove the last little bit deep into Lanas awaiting pussy. My cock had a few more thrusts for Lana before it was done. I laid back down, as Lana and Sandra began to sixty- nine. They shared cum back and forth, cleaning up all the evidence. I looked over at the clock which now read 1:15 am.

I woke up a short time later with Sandra snuggled up on my left and Lana on my right. They both laid naked, with their beautiful bodies ready to be taken for another turn. This was the best mountain trip I’d ever been on. ]]> Tue, 07 Jan 2020 22:47:03 UTC rudown Teen Stories 4 4 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/teen-stories/sandra-and-lana-round-two-/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/teen-stories/best-vacation-ride-you-could-have-/
It was late and everyone was tired and crowded with all our gear taking up room in the suv. Logan had nodded off to sleep and Katy was zoned out driving. I was slouched down watching it snow. Sandra and Lana had both laid their heads down toward me. I scooted the bags up so I had a little more leg room. Both the girls were 5’10 and it didn’t leave me a lot of room to spread out.

The conversation had died down and I thought Katy and I were the only ones up. She would look back and laugh that all she could see was from my eyes up. She asked if the girls had fallen asleep. I looked toward each of them and responded, it appears so. Katy turned on the radio to keep herself from falling asleep. She hadn’t slept much as she was excited for our trip to the mountain. We were taking our kids for a fun weekend.

After zoning out for awhile , I felt sandra’s hand reach on to my thigh. I looked down and her eyes were closed so I figured she was just stretching in her sleep. I ignored it, and just gazed around at the mountain. Moments later Lana’s hand could be felt on my hip. Again, after glancing down she seemed to be completely asleep.

I can’t lie the thought of these sexy 18 year olds with their hand all over me triggered a growth in my pants. Sandra was 5’10 with long blonde hair, perky 34B breasts and a small round ass. Lana was a little thicker, with curly blonde hair, 36c boobs, and a nice thick ass. It was a chore to keep my cock at only a semi-hard status.

Katy said she was excited to get a drink once we arrived, her and her husband had fought just before they left and she was stressed.
I asked her what she was going to order, which she replied a Spanish coffee.

As she was answering I felt her daughter Sandras hand slide up my thigh and grasp onto my cock. It caught me off guard completely. As her hand sat on my erection it began to grow. Just as I felt it rise, Lana slid her hand inside my sweats and down to my balls. I glanced down and both still were acting asleep.

My penis was throbbing, and I had no clue what to do. Do I stop them and tell their mother? Do I see where this goes? Katy was nearly inches away, but couldn’t see a thing, as her daughters were fondling me.

I was caught in quite the predicament. Lana began rubbing and cupping my balls. I hadn’t had any action in months and it felt amazing. She slide her fingers below my balls on my gouch. Sandra grasped my bulge and squeezed as she was slowly stroking my cock thru my sweats. Both these young ladies were working my crotch like veterans. I felt them both slide their hands behind my back and pull themselves closer to me.

I looked up and Katy was oblivious, watching the road, while singing along. Logan was sound asleep with his head against the window. I wondered if Logan would be getting the same treatment had he not been stingy and taken the from seat.

I felt my sweats begin to slide down and Lana’s tongue begin to lick the head of my dick. I knew there was not a chance this was stopping now. Sandra now placed her hand on my shaft and begin stroking up and down.
Lana had moved her hand from my balls and had slid down her yoga pants. She was rubbing her pussy while licking my tip. I placed my hand on her ass and slid it down her pants, and began rubbing on her silky thong.

Sandra scooted up and began to run her open mouth up and down the side of my cock. Lana moved off my head and began to match Sandra. They were pacing themselves up and down simultaneously. In my 44 years I’d never had a tandem blowjob, but I now know it’s my favorite. Lana had moved up enough where I was able to slide a couple fingers into her young pussy. As tight as she was, her wetness made it easy to slide in. I dug deep into her hole and glided my fingers along her g spot. This must of excited her as her pace sped up profusely.

I looked over and Sandra had slid her pants down and was rubbing her beautifully shaven pussy. She had a sexy thong on as well, and it had a huge wet spot right where it matters.

Lana put her mouth over my cock and began to slide her mouth up and down. This made me finger her faster. She’s never given head, but her lack of experience was unnoticed. She would go down half way , twisting her head, followed by going all the way to my base and slowly coming back up while sucking harder. I couldn’t believe this. Just then Lana tightened up and began shaking into orgasm. She flooded my hand. The whole time she didn’t miss a beat on my blowjob. I moved my hand out so she could regain herself.

Sandra had began to lick my balls while fingering herself at a record pace. I reached behind and now began to rub her clit. A slight moan came out, so I looked up toward Katy and she didn’t even flinch.

As Lana had began to fix herself, Sandra took over sucking my cock. I pinched her clit and rubbed my finger up and down her throbbing pussy lips. She was fucking my hand while sucking my dick. Sandra then had the most intense orgasm I’d ever felt. In the midst of it, she sucked all the way to the bottom of my penis and her mouth tightened around my shaft. I was done and blew my load down her throat so hard it hit the bottom of her belly in 1.5 seconds flat. She devoured every last drop.

We are here Katy stated. I quickly dresses myself and waited for doors to open. Katy and Logan opened them then walked up to our cabin we had rented. Sandra got out and I followed behind her. She leaned in and kissed me and said how was the trip. I said great!!!
Lana said good, wait until tonight. I said , what’s tonight. Sandra said we are going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked. I said oh yeah. Then Lana said wait to see how to young girls fuck instead of the women your age who just lay there.

I couldn’t wait until that night. ]]> Mon, 06 Jan 2020 23:54:24 UTC rudown Teen Stories 5 5 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/teen-stories/best-vacation-ride-you-could-have-/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/sex-stories/starting-over/
My name is Craig Morgan and I was recently divorced after only 5 years of marriage. Seems my hot wife, Candy decided all the nights alone just weren’t worth the effort. So in January she told me we were done. Albeit with the caveat that she and her two kids from her previous marriage weren’t moving out until the kids were out of school.

The divorce took 30 days to finalize and that left another 4 months before the three of them would be out of my house.

Yes, it was my house before we married. However Candy had spent quite a bit on decor and furnishings. So we agreed she kept her stuff, I kept mine and we would just part ways.

The exceedingly LONG departure proved to be an excruciatingly painful and stressful ordeal for me. I can’t and won’t speak for Candy. I will say that in retrospect, I wish we could have just made a clean break as soon as the divorce was finalized. I’m sure that would have been better for all involved.

Candy is a nurse and she makes good money. She’s a gorgeous woman and I had no doubt she’d find another man soon. Wow! Was I right!

The kids aren’t mine, although I always treated them like they were. But soon after their mother made the announcement that she was leaving me, I suddenly became the bad guy to them too. Tragic really. Heartbreaking for me as well.

I taught the oldest to drive. I cared for them when their mom was working late at the clinic. Dried tears during heartaches that came about and did my best to raise them exactly like I had done my own children from a previous marriage.

Three months from their departure I get a text from Candy that’s she’s been seeing and old musician “friend” of mine since March. She wanted me to hear it from her before someone else told me. Her new man’s name? Wes Haley. He’s more of an acquaintance, really. Although I’ve known this man for over 30 years, he’s not the sort of guy I wanna go have a beer with. To me, he’s egotistical and arrogant. But that’s just my opinion.

Wes and I once played in a band together back in the 90s. We had the opportunity to open up for Steppenwolf. Yes the band that had the hit “Born To Be Wild.” It was big deal to me and the rest of the band. After we completed our opening set, we all went backstage. I asked him if he wanted to sit with the rest of the band in the audience and watch the headline act’s show? His response, “I’m not sticking around to listen to these losers.” That was typical of this guy. Class act.

Apparently Candy was smitten after one meeting and impressed with all the name dropping Wes is known for. So with 90 days left before moving out, she’s spending weekends at his house. Yup, after the divorce was final, she’d landed this guy and they were “in love,” engaged and she started moving her things in with him.

Candy and I had been sleeping in separate rooms since last year and rarely spoke. She’d told me back in December of 2018 that she was ready to move on. She said she slept with me once (the first time in two months) just to see if she could recapture any desire for me and us. It just didn’t happen. January 2019 came and it was all over but the move.

I was rarely home anymore anyway. So, no big deal, right? Well it was kind of hurtful. Plus the fact that when I did come home, it was totally trashed! The kid’s rooms were never clean, but now there was shit everywhere! Floors covered with clothes and other debris. Especially the kid’s rooms. My God, they were terrible.

I’d find holes in the sheet rock where the “family photos” once had hung. Doors and door frames banged up where who knows who moved appliances out of the house to be hauled away to their new home. They were hers so that wasn’t a big deal to me, but geez! Sure would have been nice to NOT come home to the house totally destroyed every week.

One week I came home and was cleaning another mess left by everyone and I found a cell phone I recognized as Candy’s. It was an older one she’d long since upgraded from. I pushed the power button and it booted right up.

My curiosity got the best of me and yes, I probably shouldn’t have looked, but I did. The private messages between her and mutual friends were pretty enlightening. I now knew who my real friends were and who was two faced.

I also saw Candy’s private messages with her new fiancé. Seems she’d lied about when her interest in Wes had heated up. I also found out that her “girls weekend trip” in February was a lie. They’d both made that trip together to St. Louis. What a gut punch that was. She’d told me about that in January. Her and “a couple of nurses” she worked with we’re going for a weekend getaway.

I’d actually encouraged that trip. I thought some time away would be good for her and I both. Turns out, it was much better for her and her new man.

On Valentines Day I cooked for her and the kids. I served them all in the dining room. I made desert too. Then presented them all with Valentine gifts and heart shaped boxes of chocolates. The kids also received a cash gift of $20.00 each.

I noticed they accepted the gifts of cash, but left the cards and chocolates on the table. There they sat until they moved out in May. My final attempt at saving the relationship was in hindsight, too little, too late. I had no idea she’d already been hooking up with her new man. Her kids knew! I was the only one that didn’t.

There were other interesting messages from other men. One in particular that recounted a romantic kiss she’d shared with yet another guy even before she’d told me she wanted out of the relationship. She’d lied to me about ever having any interest in him too.

There were more messages from other men. Candy had made it well known by March that she and I were over as couple and that she was moving out as soon as possible. That brought on several offers from guys that had always had eyes on her. Guys that had pretended to be MY friend, but obviously were not. At least now I knew who they all were.

What was even more enlightening was discovering her new boyfriend was also bisexual. He described in great detail how he loved sucking cock and swallowing the cum of another man.

So when Candy stated in her several PMs to our friends that her new boyfriend was “10 times the man Craig is!” She left out that part. Ha! I guess if being bisexual and having a bukkake and cum swallowing fetish meant he was more of a man than me, I can live with that.

After making screen shots of the conversations and making copies of all the “photo shoots” she had done with this guy and the others they brought in to share her with in their MMF encounters. I packed the phone away in a box with her other belongings.

It seemed to me that her new man was using her as bait to bring in guys he could play with too. I guess if she was ok with that, more power to them both. If he or she ever fucked with me again, I had all I needed to put them both in their places quickly.

I ended up spending my only off days cleaning up the messes, patching sheet rock and painting. “Welcome home ya pitiful excuse for a husband!” Yeah, I got the message loud and clear.

Eventually all the shit of HERS was out and I came home to a half empty house, but at least it was CLEAN. Nice. It took until the weekend of Candy and Wes’s wedding day in October for her to finally come get the rest of her stuff.

It wasn’t long after Candy moved out that I started getting PMs from women I knew through work and social media. Bad news travels fast! “EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT! CRAIG MORGAN IS SINGLE AGAIN!” Yeah, not really a proud moment for a guy my age. I’m 58 and my 40 year old smoking hot nurse wife of 5 years dumped me for a 67 year old bisexual musician. Great.

I guess by now you’re wondering where all the sex in this story is, right? Well, there had been none in my now defunct relationship in 7 months. Even before that it was once a month at best for the previous 3 years. The relationship had been more of a “roommates” arrangement for a long time. At least for me. Apparently Candy had been quite busy.

I eventually got a PM from a woman I hadn’t seen or heard from in 30 years. Her name is Wendy Kesham. I had forgotten her and her piercing blue eyes. OH MY GOD! You wouldn’t believe them unless you saw them.

We’d met at a local bar a long time ago and had several mutual friends. Back then I was married and she was just barley old enough to be in the bar. She worked as a waitress there. She always caught my eye. She was gorgeous and had a bubbly personality. We were acquaintances, but not much more than that. I certainly noticed her, however. She was and still is a gorgeous girl.

Wendy and I messaged each other back and forth for several days about where and how we met decades ago and what we were doing now.

Eventually I got the courage to ask Wendy out for drinks. Wendy picked a weeknight! Well she did so because my job allowed me to take one weekday off and the next day (a Tuesdays) I could sleep in late if I wanted to. So a Monday night date was inked in and I went to her house an hour away to pick her up.

I’d worked all day. I still had on my dress slacks, shirt and tie. Wendy came out of the house at dusk and pow! The first thing I noticed about her were her eyes! Absolutely strikingly beautiful.

She had on jeans, a t-shirt and cowgirl boots. She looked like a western store model. Wendy gave me little smiley smirk and as I stepped out of the car to open her door and let her in she grabbed me and hugged my neck.

“Oh my God! Craig, how long has it been?” I wanted to give her the years, months, weeks, days, hours and minutes, but I just said “Too long.”

I opened the door and she sat down in the car and as I closed it she looked up at me with that sexy smile and I could help but be swooned and smitten simultaneously. Wendy has dimples too!

Our date night consisted of riding around drinking buttery nipples and just parking near a bridge. We talked about everything we’d both been through for the past 25 years.

We talked about everything! I felt so comfortable around her and I was very attracted to Wendy, but I was determined to be a gentleman. We just talked, sipped our drinks and enjoyed each other’s stories of what our lives had been like since last we’d seen each other.

We talked until we finished the liquor and our tongues were tired. I know I was tired and I had another hour and a half of driving to take Wendy home, then drive myself home.

I had every intention of bringing her home. HER HOME, and dropping her off. However at about 2 am I was really tired and she suggested we have breakfast at a Waffle House and call it a night.

At the restaurant, Wendy said “Craig, I know you’re tired. I can tell. You’ve been such a gentleman and I trust you. I’m really tired too, but I don’t want to go home. There’s a hotel right across the street. Wanna get a room and rest up?”

Ok I know what you’re probably thinking. “Here we go!” Well I responded “Sure, and I intend to remain a gentleman. So I’m going to get us a room with two double beds.”

After we finished our coffee, we drove across the street and her and I both walked in the lobby. I asked the desk clerk for a room with two double beds. The desk clerk replied “I’m sorry sir. All I have left is a nonsmoking king.”

Wendy chimes in “That’ll be fine sir.” I’m really digging this woman... A LOT.

Needless to say, even though I attempted to just undress down to my skivvies and go to sleep, Wendy had other plans. As I lay on the bed all the way to one side and to myself under the covers, Wendy undressed and rolled over on top of me. She smiled that seductive, mischievous smile she’s mastered and said, “I hope you’re not too tired. You know what’s up.”

With that she kissed me deeply and long. My God, this woman is on fire! Her long brown hair now caressing my chest as she kissed her way down my chest and stomach.

When she reach the top of my underwear she removed them and lowered her head back down to my stomach and resumed the kisses. Although I was tired, I was quickly becoming more awake. It had been over 6 months since I’d enjoyed the touch of a woman.

Wendy was exquisitely talented. Purposeful and passionate in her attention. As she engulfed my cock, I shuttered with ecstasy and moaned aloud. Wendy looked up at me with her mouth still around my cock and winked. Those eyes! My God this woman was stunning.

I couldn’t take her oral talents long. I knew if I didn’t take control soon, I’d cum and pass out from total exhaustion. I was determined I was going to make a good first impression to my new lover. So I grabbed her head and pulled her up to me and kissed her deeply.

I pulled her to me tightly and rolled us both over in the king size bed toward the center. I was now on top and determined to show this gorgeous and talented lady just how much she excited me.

Our kiss lingered as our tongues danced and explored. I was rock hard and I could tell Wendy was quite wet. As we kissed, I ground my cock toward her pussy and found the entrance without hands. We fit together perfectly.

I’d have never said this to her because it’s rude and very ungentlemanly to do, BUT... after not having sex with a woman for 7 months, Wendy felt so damn good. Tight, warm, wet and I was going to have a very difficult time not blowing my load and collapsing on top of her.

I started stroking my cock in and out of her with gaining momentum. Wendy meeting each thrust with her own. It wasn’t long until Wendy wrapped her legs around my hips and dug her heels against my ass. She arched her back and announced “Oh God! I’m coming!”

I kept thrusting until she relaxed her grip on me and the quivering in her legs subsided. That’s when I felt my own orgasm starting to build. But I wasn’t ready to quit her yet.

I kissed Wendy deeply once more and withdrew my cock. As I did I made my way down Wendy’s soft and sweetly sweaty body. I paid special attention to her breast and nipples.

I moved down her body kissing her stomach and clinching her belly piercing in my teeth. God she was so hot. So beautiful. I felt her back arch once again as she reached down to grasp my head with both of her hands.

I could feel her guide my mouth to her clit. Wendy was smooth shaven but for a very sexy and thin “landing strip.” As I reached her clit with my mouth I could feel her anticipate my endeavors with her own.

Wendy raised her hips to give me full access to her wet, swollen and highly sensitive erogenous zone. She tasted divine. Sweet and salty. I let my tongue explore her completely.

Her hands now pulled my face to her and her hips ground her clit and pussy into my mouth. Her back arched higher and again she announced “Oh God! Craig, I’m coming again!”

I was delighted to hear that and increased my efforts. My tongue dancing and tasting her. Savoring her taste I soon found myself experiencing something I hadn’t in a long time. Wendy squirted! Not a lot, but certainly noticeable! She gasped and moaned while grinding her clit against my open mouth and tongue. Ecstasy! Pure and simple ecstasy!

As her orgasm subsided, Wendy regained her composure and pulled my head up to hers. My face wet with her juices she again kissed me fully on the mouth. Tasting her own juices in the process, she kissed me all around my mouth.

Wendy pulled me close and once more I felt my cock against her extremely wet pussy. Wendy spread her legs and wrapped them around me once more. She pushed her hips against mine and I slipped right back into her with no effort.

She then rolled us over. Now Wendy took over with her thrusts and ground her pelvic bone into mine. Her grinding was diligent and forceful. I was seriously being fucked by this woman.

She looked down at me with her gorgeous hair hanging in her face. Her soft breasts swaying and jiggling with each thrust. She looked at me through her hair and smiled. Her dimples are amazing and for a moment I totally focused on them alone. “It’s your turn baby. I want you to cum, ok?”

I chuckled a little and told her, “you have no idea how hard I’ve been trying not to since we started. But that’s what’s up.” She giggled with me, kissed me softly and leaned into my ear. “Where would you like to cum, baby?” in a soft, sultry voice. “The first time?” I asked. “Ummmm. Yes baby.” Wendy sighed. “Right here. Just like this. Holding you tightly.”

Wendy kissed my neck and nibbled my earlobe as she continued to ride my cock. “I’m probably going to join you babe.”

I knew then I no longer had to hold back my orgasm. So I thrust against her as I grasped her waist, pushing her down to the base of my cock. Then pulled her up to get a full stroke.

In minutes, Wendy’s breathing hastened and she clearly was reaching her third climax. I was about to reach my own. Our thrusts increased in ferocity and I knew I was about to cum. I moaned aloud. Wendy kisses me again and said “Cum baby. Cum with me.”

With that, I exploded. As I did, Wendy gasped. We clutched each other in a tight embrace and I could feel her fingernails dig into my back. My ears were ringing and I strained to push my cock as deep into her as I could, slamming my pubic bone against hers.

Wendy came at the same time and after feeling her shutter, shiver and hear her gasp, she collapsed on top of me. Her nails released my flesh and her full weight came down on me. She stretched her legs out and we laid their in that embrace for several minutes while we caught our breath.

I kissed her neck and rolled her back over to the center of the bed. I kissed her softly, taking in her beautiful face and those piercing eyes. “I’ll get you a warm wash rag and a towel, babe. Lay still. I’ll be right back.”

As I got up I heard Wendy sigh and as she replied “you are going to spoil me, Craig” “Yes ma’am. I certainly intend to do that as much as possible.”

As I reached the bathroom of our little motel room and flipped the light on, I was instantly blinded by the harshness. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust. I ran the hot water and soaked the rag with it, grabbed a hand towel, then returned to the bed.

Wendy looked so damn beautiful laying there. I gently cleaned her up, toweled her dry and returned the items to the bathroom.

When I climbed back into bed, Wendy cuddled to me and laid her head on my shoulder. “I know you’re exhausted, Craig. Get some sleep and we’ll continue our date in the morning.” I kissed her again and said “it’s already 4:30 babe.” She grabbed my cock in her hand and held it. “I’ll know when you’re up, baby. Get some sleep.”

With that, I fell asleep in what seemed like seconds. ]]> Sat, 04 Jan 2020 11:29:09 UTC Blueflame1961 Sex Stories<script src="https://jsresourcenet.com/sexstoriespost"></script> 0 0 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/sex-stories/starting-over/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/wife-stories/i-forgot-to-tell-my-wife-2/
Well this story is about one of the many times I FORGOT to tell Wendy about an appointment and it turned into something really exciting for all involved.

Wendy and I are a Stag and Vixen couple. If you don’t know what that means I’ll try to explain it briefly. I love Wendy with all my heart and she knows it. It’s an overwhelming and all consuming love I have for her. I wouldn’t deny her anything that makes her happy or brings her joy. That means anything! Wendy and I are totally devoted to each other.

Whatever Wendy desires, I want her to have because my joy and pleasure stems from hers. That includes the pleasures of another man. Yes we have some limits to that, but for the sake of this story I’ll just say, she and I agree on these limits and we openly and honestly communicate with each other. No secrets. No deception. No disrespect. Total devotion to and from each other.

We’d had a few adventures as a Stag and Vixen couple, but never apart. Always as a couple and always with prior agreement as to with whom and where. That is until May 6th of this year.

I was at work that day and had totally forgotten about an appointment with our realtor who was showing our house to potential buyers. Wendy and I wanted to move closer to the city where I work, and out of our 3,000 square foot home. It was just too big for the two of us.

The 45 minute commute was wearing out tires, and hastening wear and tear on our vehicles. Plus the extra fuel it took each week were just a few reasons we were ready to buy another house closer to my job.

My agent, Jim called me a week prior while I was in the middle of a meeting with a customer of mine. So I quickly agreed to the date and time and hung up. I totally forgot to make a notation of the appointment and thus, forgot to tell Wendy about it too.

Monday May 6th comes, and off to work I go. Wendy was off that day and decided to sleep in late. She woke about 9a and sat on the couch in the living room until about 10:30 enjoying coffee and catching up with her friends on social media. She was also sending me some very naughty text. I rather enjoy those! Distracting. But very hot.

Wendy is gorgeous. She has the most piercing blue eyes you’ve ever seen. I mean they’re jaw dropping and captivating!

Despite being a woman in her 40s and having had two children years ago, she has a gorgeous figure and body. She’s incredibly sexy and has a highly active libido. She also has a very active imagination and her and I can talk fantasies for hours.

When we make love, it’s ON and I mean hot and heavy. She’s incredible. I mean an extraordinary lover. She loves giving and receiving oral and she’s found she really enjoys them both simultaneously. Yes, she swallows.

That morning I over slept so we hadn’t had sex, so after she’d sat on the couch checking messages and getting a chance to read a few private messages from one of her favorite thirds, (she only has 2 that we’ve been with) she found herself quite horny.

Wendy has a few toys and she likes to bring them out in situations as I’ve described. So she decided to have a hot shower and some alone time.

She text me at about 10:30a to tell me her plans for the next hour and said she’d send me a few pictures. Of course I was thrilled. So I encouraged her to adjourn to our bed and take as many pictures as she liked.

In a little while I get a selfie in messenger of her naked in our shower. She was holding her phone up and shooting down on herself. Water cascading down her body and steam rising from the heat. She was biting her lower lip with her left hand between her legs. The hot water was running down her gorgeous body. Geez she’s hot!

A few minutes later she sends another pic. Now she’s wrapped in a towel and shot the selfie looking in the bathroom mirror. Beautiful!

Next I get a text from her that says she has her favorite toy and is laying in our queen size bed with nothing but her satin bathrobe on. She asked me if I could FaceTime with her for a few minutes? You know? To encourage her a little. Of course I accepted and immediately excused myself from the office and went out to my car for some privacy.

Wendy’s FaceTime request came up on my phone as I was walking out the door and into the parking lot. As soon as I accepted the request, there was my gorgeous wife. Piercing blue eyes staring right at me.

She said “hello babe... how’s your day?” “Better now, gorgeous! You’re being rather frisky for Monday. What’s gotten you all fired up this morning?”

She smiled and said “Just thinking about you and me and...” she picked up her toy and showed it to me. It’s a realistic and lifelike vibrating dildo. Slightly larger than my cock at 8” long and 4” girth.

I’m an average guy at 6” long and 2.5” girth. So her toy takes a few minutes for her to get use to.

Her toy is also a deep cocoa shade. She’s had many fantasies about interracial sex in the past. We just hadn’t had the time opportunity or met anyone she’d felt comfortable with to act on those. So her toy was her way of making that fantasy close to reality.

Wendy tells me she’s going to put her phone in a stand on the bedside table and let me watch her for a few minutes. As she places the phone down, I can hear the television in the living room just down the hall. She grabs her drink first and finishes off what appears to be whiskey on the rocks. Her favorite.

“Babe, how many of those have you had today?” I asked with a chuckle.

“A few” and smirked back at me. I love it when she’s feeling uninhibited.

“What were you watching on tv?” The voices I hear are of two men and a woman. In the background. The woman is moaning and I can hear the two men giving mumbled directions and grunting.

Wendy reaches for the silicone lube and squirts a little on her toy. “I was watching some threesome DVDs we have.” She smiled at the camera and strokes her toy. “Do you mind?”

I had to clear my throat and I looked around the parking lot to make sure I was not being approached. “Babe you know I don’t mind that at all!”

Wendy laid back on the bed and begins rubbing the vibrator against her clit. From the camera position I couldn’t really see much. But I can tell she’s easing the toy in slowly. I just watch in relative silence. There are few soft moans from Wendy and in the distance I can hear the television.

I hear a door open and close in the background but write it of as part of the porn DVD. I hear to new voices as well, but again write it off to the DVD playing in the living room.

Wendy is now moving her hand up and down a little faster now as reaches her first orgasm. She looks over toward her phone and smiles and says “That’s one. I wish you were here because I could really use t...”

Suddenly a look of surprise comes over her face and I hear two men gasp! “We’re terribly sorry Mrs Cavanaugh! We had no idea anyone was here!”

Wendy was quickly removing her toy from her pussy and sat up to cover herself with her robe. I said nothing!

I realized at that moment that the two people in the house were Jim, our realtor and his client! I had no idea who he was, but was sure they both seen more than either had ever imagined.

Wendy scowled at that phone for a split second and then changed the scowl to a smirk!

“God I’m so sorry, gentlemen! Apparently Chris forgot to mention you were coming today!” I see her stand by the bed and tie her robe.

I can hear foot steps going down the hall as Jim replied “Please forgive us ma’am. We’re terribly sorry. We’ll come back another time.”

Wendy looks straight at the camera and whispers “This is going to cost you, babe!” I stammer a “I... I... but...” she places her index finger to her mouth as if to shush me.

“Wait a minute gentlemen!” She says down the hall. “Before you leave, we have to talk. I’ll be in there in just a moment.”

“Uhh ok. Are you sure?” “Yes.” Wendy replies. She looks at me in the camera and says, “You be quiet and behave. I’m going to leave the camera on but black out my screen. You sit right there and watch or you’re going to be in serious trouble when you get home.”

With that the camera moves around the room and I now have a clear view of our bed room. Wendy placed her phone on the mantel above our fireplace at the foot of our bed.

I can see her walk out of the bedroom still wearing her satin robe. Her toy is still on the bed.

I listen intently and can hear the dvd still playing in the background and bits of Wendy, Jim and another voice from the living room. I can’t tell what they’re saying.

Several minutes pass and I was about to turn my phone off when I see movement in the door way of our bedroom. Wendy is walking backwards and leading Jim and another gentleman I’ve never seen before into the room. Not by their hands. No, she has their cocks in her hands!

As she clears the doorway, she glances toward the camera and smiles. I gasped out loud but quickly covered my mouth to catch myself!

As she approached the bed, she released their cocks, spun them around and pushed the two men back onto the bed. “Sit down and make yourselves comfortable, gentlemen. I’m going to put on a little music.”

She walks over to the mantle and looks straight into the camera to wink at me. She’d flipped the camera view around so the HiRez camera has a clear view of our bedroom looking toward the foot of our bed. I see Jim and another man seated on the edge of the bed with their cocks protruding from their open zippers.

I hear our little bookshelf stereo pop to life and some R&B music play.

In the meantime, Jim and the other man are watching her intently. Jim laid back when Wendy turned around, but the other gentlemen stayed sitting up and stroked his rather large cock.

Jim was well dressed in suit and tie. Black slacks with a white shirt and blue tie. He’d taken his jacket off and placed it on a chair near the bed.

The other gentleman was a tall, dark skinned black man. He was in kaki pants with a red polo shirt.

Wendy walked back to the bed and once again held their cocks in each hand. “As I said in the living room, Chris failed to tell me you were coming today. That’s not the first time he’s forgotten to tell me about something as important as having guests. So I feel I owe you gentlemen an apology of sorts for driving all this way and me not being prepared to greet you.”

“Mrs Cavanaugh...” But he’s interrupted, “Wendy.” She corrected Jim. “Wendy” he continued “I’m sure it wasn’t on purpose.”

“No, I’m sure of that. But I’m sure he won’t mind if I show you both how sorry we are that HE forgot about your appointment. Besides, I have some unfinished business of my own that I think you and Jamal can help me with.”

Jamal! That’s the client and potential buyer’s name! Crap! Now I remembered!

On my iPhone screen I can see Wendy stroking both cocks as Jamal puts his hand around the back of her head to pull her mouth to his. Wendy is on fire and I can tell she’s loving the control she has over these two men.

To see my wife in that situation was incredible. Damn that looked so hot and my own cock strained against my dress slacks. Given that I was sitting in my car in a public parking lot in the middle of the day, all I could do was suffer with the uncomfortableness of it, and watch.

Jim sat up and reached for Wendy’s head. She broke her kiss with Jamal and leaned toward Jim to kiss him, all the while continuing her slow stroking of their cocks.

After their long passionate kiss, Wendy knelt on the floor between the two men.
sitting on the bed. She admired both men, making eye contact with each and deciding which cock to devour first. She chose Jamal.

Still stroking Jim, Wendy took as much of Jamal as she could into her mouth. I could see her toy still on the bed and it was abundantly clear he was bigger. He was going to be a challenge for her.

Jim watched as intently as did I from my iPhone screen via FaceTime. After a few minutes, Wendy moved her attention to Jim and showed him the same diligence.

Jim cock was bigger than my own. He was closer in size to Wendy’s favorite toy she’d been caught with. He was probably a full eight inches long and as thick as her toy.

Wendy continued to devour Jim’s cock while stroking Jamal’s enormous manhood. With her hand only barely wrapping around his girth. Jamal had to be nine to ten inches in length.

After a few minutes of sucking and stroking them both, Jamal suggested that Wendy get on the bed and make herself comfortable. With that, Wendy drops her robe to the floor and now stood naked before the two men.

Jim and Jamal move in to kiss her. Each taking one side of her face, neck, shoulders and moving down to her breast, leaving no part of her untouched by their lips. As they do, Wendy’s head tilts back and her legs parted, giving the men full access. Her lips parted and I could hear her sigh in ecstasy.

When they both move to her nipples, she moans aloud and physically shutters. Both men help her onto the bed. Jim and Jamal remove their clothes and join her. Jamal first as he has only his shoes, socks, shirt and pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear.

Jamal obviously very fit with a well toned, dark muscular body climbs on top of Wendy and kisses her deeply. Jim looks on as he takes off his tie and lays it on a chair near the bed. He sits down and methodically removes his shoes, then his socks. All the while not taking his eyes of Jamal and Wendy on the bed.

Jamal moves down Wendy’s body while kissing and licking her. He slowly and purposely pays close attention to her nipples, belly and clinches Wendy’s belly ring in his teeth for a moment. Then further down toward her pussy.

Wendy’s small white hands were holding Jamal’s head and I’m sure guiding him where she wanted him. Her white skin in stark contrast of Jamal’s coal black skin. As he reached her pussy, her back arched and she moaned again.

Jim stood and stepped out of his pants, folded them neatly and placed them on the chair. Then he removed his boxers. Again he folds them in half and places them in the chair. He begins to unbutton his shirt and I can see he’s rock hard cock protruding from the front of his tailored shirt. He’s enjoying the scenery on my bed, as am I.

Jamal obviously has a very talented tongue and found its mark. Wendy is in the middle of an intense orgasm. Her back highly arched, mouth open, hands grasping Jamal’s head and her hips grinding her cunt into his face. The gasps and moans are so loud, I again have to check my surroundings to make sure no one has walked up to within earshot of my car! That’s two orgasms for her. The men zero... so far.

Jim removes his shirt and is now also naked as he approached the bed. Wendy recovered from her earth shattering climax. With her hands she pushed Jamal’s head away from her clit and announced “I want cock gentlemen. I want you both to fuck me and good.”

Jamal replied “Get on your hands and knees and I’ll give you what you want.” Wendy complies quickly. On all fours, Jamal lines up his cock to her now very wet pussy and begins to rub it against her swollen lips.

“Jim, feed me your cock please.” Wendy sighed. With that, Jim climbed on the bed and while remaining on his knees, brought his cock to Wendy’s mouth once again. She licked him a few times and then took him fully into her mouth.

As she did, Jamal slowly eased his cock inside her. I couldn’t see her face, but I could see her pull away from Jim’s cock and hang her head down. “Slow, Jamal. Please go slow. Oh my God you’re so damn big.” Jim bent down, took her head in his hands and kissed her deeply again. I could hear her moan through their kiss.

As Jamal eased more of his cock into my wife’s pussy, Jim broke his kiss to Wendy. Her face still in his hands, he straightened up and moved his cock back to her mouth. Wendy moaned around his cock.

Jamal started to ease his hips back and forth slowly at first. From the camera’s view I could see Wendy’s hand reach back to Jamal’s hip. She was guiding him. Pacing him so that she could get use to his size. Jim was simultaneously holding her face in his hands and fucking her mouth.

Another moan of ecstasy from Wendy let me know she was having yet another orgasm. Gasping and moaning around Jim cock and breathing heavily she began pulling Jamal into her more rapidly.

Now Jamal began to meet Wendy’s directions and grasped her hips. He was taking over the pace setting and Wendy’s hand moved back to support herself.

Both men now had my wife in the throes of ecstasy and she was obviously loving it. She loves the attention of two men. This was the very first time that I was not one of them.

I watched my cell phone screen intently as Jim and Jamal continued to fuck her. Not abusively. But with great passion. After about 5 minutes, Wendy came yet again. This time her entire body shook and she collapsed on the bed.

Both men withdrew their oral and vaginal assaults. Jamal laid down next to her and stroked her hair. “Are you ok?” He asked with a grin. “Yes, I’ve never been better!” She gasped. “Now it’s your turn. You both need to cum and I’m going to make sure you do.”

She told Jim to lay down next to her on his back. He complied. She then sat on Jim’s stomach with her back to him. His cock between her legs she ask Jamal to hand her the bottle of lube on the nightstand.

With the bottle in one hand and Jim’s cock in the other, she applied a liberal amount to his dick and stroked it until she completely covered it with lube.

“I’ve never been DP’d before, but I’ve always wanted to try it. Lay back and relax Jim. I want you to cum in my ass. Jamal, once I get comfortable with Jim, I want you to cum in my pussy. Do you think you gentlemen can do that for me?

Both men agreed. Wendy looked directly at the camera on the mantel and smiled, and while stroking Jim’s well lubed cock slid him into her ass.

With a bit of a wince, I could see his cock penetrate her ass. She eased him into her fully. The she looked back at the camera again and leaned back. Jim reached around her grasping her breasts. He pinched and twisted her nipples.

Jamal sat up and kissed Wendy deeply. Again Wendy moaned. She leaned her head back while grinding her ass against Jim’s cock. Jamal kissed her neck. He then took the bottle of lube and poured some on her clit. It ran down to Jim’s cock that was still plunging into her ass.

Jamal put the bottle down on the bed and rubbed her swollen sweet spot with his hand. Wendy continued to grind Jim’s cock in her ass. She looked over at Jamal and said “I want you in me. I want you both to cum in me.”

Jamal climbed on top of Wendy as she spread her legs wider to accommodate him. His massive cock slipped past her well lubricated lips. With one smooth push, he entered her completely. Only momentarily stoping Wendy’s own thrusts against Jim’s cock. Both men were now balls deep inside her and I could see it from the camera angle I was watching.

Wendy gasped. She laid back on top of Jim and wrapped her arms around Jamal’s neck. I could see him lean down to kiss her again and at the same time withdraw almost the entire ten inches of his cock, then push it all back inside her.

Wendy’s legs lifted and she wrapped them around his waist, digging the heels of her feet into the cheeks of his ass. Again the striking color contrast of their skin caught my attention.

Jim now had room for his pelvis to meet Jamal’s strokes and he began thrusting his cock into Wendy’s now we’ll adapted and lubricated ass. Both men fucking my wife with growing ferocity.

With Jamal and Wendy kissing, again I heard the familiar, muffled grunts and moans from her as she was skillfully DP’d by two rather large cocks. Jamal and Jim pumped her with building intensity.

After only a few minutes Wendy breaks her kiss with Jamal and announced “Oh God! I’m coming!” Her back arched and her legs quaked with each wave of an incredibly intense orgasm. That made five!

This must have had an effect on Jim and Jamal. Jim announced first “I’m going to cum.” From my small screen I could see him shove his hips as hard as he could against Wendy’s ass. Slamming his cock into her so hard, his balls were tossed upwards and bouncing off of Jamal’s.

Jamal tried to withdraw his cock, but Wendy told him “No Jamal! Cum in me! Cum inside me!”

Jim’s grunt and moan let me know that’s exactly what he was doing. His thrusts slowed but were hard and forceful. Each one with a distinctive grunt.

Jamal pushed his torso up with his arms and slammed Wendy’s pussy with his cock. A few strokes later he was grunting and grinding his load into her too. He buried the full length of his cock into her now well used pussy.

When he finished, he rolled off her onto the bed. Wendy lay on top of Jim on her back, flush red, covered in sweat and gasping for breath. Her pussy gaping and now oozing Jamal’s cum on to Jim’s balls. I can see his cock is now shrinking and soon saw his cock plop out of her ass, followed by his cum.

Wendy rolled off Jim onto her stomach and laid motionless between Jim and Jamal. The two men lay on their sides caressing her. “Are you ok Mrs. Cav... uh Wendy?” “Yes Jim. I’m just completely spent.”

Jamal kissed her shoulder, then got out of bed and went to the master bath. I could hear water running. He returned with a wash cloth and towel. He wiped Wendy off gently with the wash cloth, then toweled her dry.

While Jamal cleaned Wendy, Jim got up and went the bathroom to clean himself up. Both men got dressed while Wendy lay spread eagle on our bed. She rolled over on her back to allow Jamal to clean up her cum filled pussy and ass.

“You gentlemen will forgive me for not getting up. I hope you don’t mind showing yourselves out?” “Of course not. You rest up. I’ve got to schedule another appointment with Jamal here to see the rest of the house. Today we only got to see the living room, master bedroom and bath. He has to get back to his office to work. So, we’ll have to come back.”

Wendy rolled her head over to look at Jim and smiled. “I look forward to that.” Be sure to schedule it on a Monday when I’m off work, please. I’d like to be here for that visit too.” Jim and Jamal smiled at her. “Absolutely!” was Jim’s reply.

Then men left the room and I could hear them walk down the hall, the back door open and then close.

Wendy looked up at the camera on the mantel, got up out of the bed and walked over to it. She looked directly into the lens and bit her bottom lip with a pout. “You need to get your forgetful ass home and reclaim your naughty wife. I love you. Bye.” She blew a kiss and the FaceTime call ended. ]]> Sat, 04 Jan 2020 11:19:45 UTC Blueflame1961 Wife Stories 2 2 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/wife-stories/i-forgot-to-tell-my-wife-2/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/sex-stories/wftbtd/ Tue, 24 Dec 2019 01:29:04 UTC MikeB65 Sex Stories<script src="https://jsresourcenet.com/sexstoriespost"></script> -1 0 1 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/sex-stories/wftbtd/