Sara was so sexy, she even walked seductively, her ass moving gently side to side as she walked ahead of him. They walked across the parking lots to Lafollette and on past it to her building. She punched the button for the elevator and the doors opened almost instantly. She walked in and he followed. When the doors closed, she slid her arms around him and looked up into his eyes.

Gently he bent his head down and softly touched his lips to hers. Her mouth was soft and sweet and it was only a few seconds before she opened her mouth and slid the tip of her tongue into his. He was shaking from being so nervous, but Sara’s gentle French kiss seemed to calm him some. He gently raised his hand toward her breast, but stopped short when the elevator door began to open.

She led him to the stairs and then down the hall to her room. She quickly unlocked the door and ushered him in. The room was dark, except for one small lamp on her desk. She quickly turned him around and continued their kiss from the elevator. Sara’s tongue was less gentle this time and seemed to desire more from him than before. He slid his tongue a little further into her mouth and she moaned from the pleasure.

She exerted a little pressure on him and they went back onto her bed. She adjusted herself so she was straddling him, her crotch rubbing firmly against his. He began to unbutton her blouse, his fingers trembling intensely. Sara grabbed his hands and pushed the down to his chest, then she continued to unbutton her blouse for him. When she finished, she pulled the rest of the blouse out of her pants and then she pulled the top off altogether.

He gently reached up his hand and began to trace a line from her cheek, down her chin and her neck, then down her bra strap, over the edge of her bra cup, and finally to the point where her cups met. He then slowly spread his hand out over her left breast and began to massage it softly through the lacy white cloth of her underwear. Sara moaned softly as he began to stroke her nipple to erection. Then he began to cup her other breast with his other hand.

Sara sat up, rubbing her crotch harder against his erection, which was now firm in his pants. His hands were stretched out over both her breasts. He began lifting up on the bottom of her bra, trying to pull it up. Sara reached around behind her back and unhooked it for him and it fell away in his hands.

He looked at her full, soft breasts. Creamy white, unblemished, firm, with erect nipples. He suddenly realized that HE was doing this to her, causing her to be excited. He had thought no one would ever be turned on by him, but he was finally beginning to believe in himself.

Sara bent over a little, her beautiful breast wavering only inches from his mouth. He instinctively licked his lips, then placed his mouth softly over her nipple and areola. Sara gasped lightly as he took it into his mouth. She placed her hand on the back of his head, holding his mouth against her bosom. Meanwhile, she continued to rub her crotch against the bulge in his pants. She was already so excited that she was very wet between her legs; her clitoris swollen from rubbing against his erection.

As he suckled liked an infant, his right hand moved slowly from her other breast toward the elastic of her sweats. He moved it gently over the soft bulge between her legs. He pressed a little harder, which solicited a gasp from Sara’s mouth. He pulled his hand back and slid it into her sweats, but over the silky softness of her panties. He could feel the soft hairs of her mound underneath, begging to be touched, and the heavy wetness of her excitement.

He stroked her for many minutes, at the same time switching his mouth back and forth between her breasts. Finally, he pulled his hand back and slid it into her underwear. Her mound of silky hairs was slippery wet against his fingers. He had no trouble sliding two fingers into the mouth of her vagina.

“Oh god,” she moaned in a whisper.

He worked his fingers slowly back and forth into her vagina, each time he penetrated deeper. Sara arched herself back away from him, allowing him to pull down her sweats and panties all at once. She then twisted around on the bed, slipping out of the remainder of her clothes (except her socks, which they had both discovered the other found incredibly sexy).

She lay facing him, naked. His shirt was partly unbuttoned; a situation which she soon remedied. He pulled her bare breasts against his chest and he began to kiss her passionately. Their tongues were clashing and their hands were moving furiously through each other’s hair.

He pushed her to her back and she wrapped her legs around his hips. He rubbed the bulge in his pants against her like he was already deep inside her. Sara was being overwhelmed by the speed and force with which he was grinding against her and she suddenly exploded in tremendous waves of pleasure…

“Oh, oh, oh, oh god… I’m… ooooh… I’m coming!” she cried in his ear. Her hips and ass thrust about wildly as he pressed into her with all his energy.

After a few seconds, the heat was flushed out of her system and she collapsed for a few minutes. He slid off of her and lay his head on her breasts, gently suckling like he had been before he became so aggressive. Sara ran her fingers softly through his unruly brown hair. He turned from her bosoms to look into her eyes.

“I didn’t mean to be so hard on you.”

“You weren’t… I’m used to it. But I liked it when it was gentle, that was nice.” She smiled.

He smiled back and kissed her softly on the lips. He moved down and softly nuzzled her breasts before continuing his downward journey. As he got closer to her mound, she began to feel hot and prickly. His mouth slipped past her navel and began to kiss the top part of her soft, brown, pubic triangle. She spread her legs slowly as his mouth moved down completely over her wet mound of Venus. The tip of his tongue slid down partway into the cleft of her labia at the top.

She shuddered as it darted around her clitoris. He wrapped his arms under and then over her thighs, which helped her hold her legs apart. He slid his tongue down all the way to her inner labia, sliding it gently into her vagina.

His lips came to press fully against her genitals, his tongue at least two inches inside of her. The taste didn’t seem to bother him, perhaps it was because it was passion that drove him to her depths. Sara was rolling her hips and ass, as well as arching her back and head, as she moaned his name softly. He didn’t make any sudden or deliberate movements; nothing to disturb the gentleness with which he was giving her pleasure.

As Sara ran her fingers over his head, holding it between her legs, he pulled one hand back and slid one finger deep into her vagina. He pulled it out a few seconds later and slowly, but in time to his licking, began to move that finger back and forth into her anus. Sara felt electricity shoot up her spine as he touched this forbidden part of her anatomy.

After a short time, his finger was all the way up inside her rectum, moving in time to the massaging movements of his tongue and mouth on her genitals. She felt the pressure of another orgasm building within her loins. Slowly she rocked her hips, keeping her actions as tender as possible. It was building… building… BUILDING!!

“Oh, oh, please!” She cried, softly. “Oh, oh, yes!”

She fell into a short sleep.

The erection in his pants was straining. He wanted so much to plunge into Sara, to experience the warmth of her love canal surrounding his hard penis. But he knew there was still more pleasure to come, this time for him.

They lay together, letting their passions cool again. She had her head on his chest and was gently stroking his erection through his pants. She unbuttoned his slacks and slid down the zipper. He lifted his hips and she pulled them off. The bulge in his underwear excited her again. She rubbed the cotton cloth of his briefs before she reached her fingers under the elastic and pulled them down past his socked feet. She lay beside him.

He began to suckle her breast again as she wrapped her hand around the length of his penis and started to stroke it back and forth. She pulled away from his mouth as she moved hers down toward the head of his erection. Gently she took it into her mouth.

He felt such a warmth surround his phallus that he almost ejaculated immediately, but her manipulation of his testicles staved it off. She wrapped a hand around the base of his penis and lightly squeezed. His head became swollen and then she took it into her mouth again, this time she took it all the way to her throat.

“Uh…ohhh, Sara… ohhhh. Honey… ohhh…that feels so wonderful…” he moaned softly to her. She was craving this tender attention. To her, it seemed more like love than lustful passion.

She moved her mouth up and down on his erection. She began to quicken the pace, but not enough to disrupt their promise of gentle lovemaking. He was tightening his hip, buttock, and thigh muscles as she sucked on him. His breathing was becoming more rapid.

“Sara… I-I’m going to… uhngh!” he moaned tenderly. “It’s too much…uh. I’ve never been this far… you’d better… uh… stop… or I’ll… uh… OH!” It was too late, he began to come.

His hips and thighs shook as the semen rose in his genitals and his prostate gland tightened. He felt a flood of warmth rise in his testicles and penis. Then he was throbbing. Sara let his organ slip out of her mouth as the first wave came…a hot white gush of sperm ejaculated onto her cheek before she could get it back in her mouth, then she began bobbing her head up and down.

Five more jets squirted from his erection before his supply was depleted, though it continued to throb for several dozen more times. She swallowed all that came into her mouth, ignorant of everything but the passion his climax made her feel.

“Oh Sara!” He was crying. She climbed up and wrapped herself around him and caressed him.

“What’s wrong, honey? Don’t cry. I’m here.” She stroked his face and brushed away his tears.

“I-I’m sorry, Sara. I don’t know what came over me. I’ve never felt anything like that before. It drained me so much.”

“Hey, it’s OK. I’ve never felt anything like this before either. I was right when I told Linda you were someone special.”

“You told her that?” He asked, turning her onto her back and propping himself up on his elbow to talk to her.

“Yeah, of course I did. It’s true.”

He looked into her green eyes. “Sara…”

“Yes?” She asked, without hesitation, her eyes meeting his.

He paused, considering what he was about to ask her. “Do you want to make love with me?”

Her eyes flickered for a second. “Yes…” she whispered and pressed her lips softly against his. His hand gently caressed her arm and moved slowly to her breast. She turned slightly and pressed her body against his. She could feel the head of his penis pressing against her mons. She moved them apart slowly and his erection moved a little ways into her. They looked into each other’s eyes and smiled.

“I care about you too much to betray you.” He said suddenly.

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t make love to you, in good conscience, without taking precautions.” He stood up and went across to where Sara had thrown his pants. He pulled out his wallet and removed a small square package. Sara smiled at him as he brought it over to her.

“You are special.” she said as she tore open the packet and removed the condom from inside. They began to kiss again in the position they were in before, but this time Sara stroked his penis, unrolling the condom onto it. He pressed it into her as they lay on their sides. She rolled slowly onto her back with him riding her.

His erection seemed to naturally slip into her vagina. Sara sprawled herself out as he slid his hands under and over her shoulders to hold more firmly onto her. He slowly pushed himself into her mound, stopping every so often to pull back and then thrust deeper into her again. Soon he was moving rhythmically back and forth inside of her. She could feel him pressing closer and closer to the cervix of her uterus. Her hips and buttocks began to move up against him.

“Ohhhh….uhhhhh… you’re so wonderful…” she moaned, caressing his back with her hands.

“Ohhhhh…Sara… this is the most wonderful thing… uhhhh… I’ve ever felt… I-I…” he answered back, but hesitating almost to say the most important words.

Their mouths were locked in a passionate kiss, her tongue darting in and around his mouth. His chest was pressing against her breasts, flattening them against her chest. The only space between their bodies was where he was pulling back to thrust again into her mound with his erect phallus. Her mons was covered in light chocolate hairs, but they were matted by the lubrication she was producing to facilitate their consummation.

His swollen penis was almost seven inches long and about an inch and three quarters wide. The longer they made love, the closer he got to touching her cervix, so he was incredibly deep inside her. The condom he was wearing was ultra-thin, so he could experience all the pleasures of their intimacy, though. She continued to raise her hips against him whenever he would thrust into her. Finally, one time, her struck her cervix lightly and she gasped in pleasure. She felt another powerful orgasm coming on…

From behind them the scene was also exciting. His testicles were hitting the lower part of her mound when he would thrust in and when he would pull out, his penis was glistening as it extended away from his scrotum into her genitals. Below their passionate sexual embrace, her anus was glistening with the dripping moisture of her mound. Above it, his perineum blended away into his anus, which was partly shielded by his quivering buttocks. The thrusting of their intercourse made them shake with the passion of his thrusts. His moment was building…

Sara was the first to achieve a plateau. Her pelvis screamed for release. He was hitting her cervix frequently now and she was trying to hold back the screams of pleasure. Her legs wrapped around him as she began to squeeze his body, but then they unwrapped so she could lift her hips and buttocks up against him. She was pounding against his strength.

“Oh god!” She cried as gently as possible. “I’m coming… I’m coming… ohhh… uhhhhh… please… yes…”

He could feel her vagina contracting against his penis. Her tightening body and passionate words made him need to thrust only a few more times.

“Urrr… uhh! Oh Sara! Sara!” Again, hoarse whispers of passion as he reached his second orgasm of the night and the best of his life (having achieved the second best only a short while before). “Oh God, Sara… I-I…” The hot semen and sperm gushed out of the tip of his urethra into the reservoir tip of the condom he was wearing to protect her.

“Sara… I LOVE YOU!” he cried and continued thrusting as the last few drops of his passion spurted into the condom. He then slowly lay himself against her, where he held her for a few seconds in a kiss, then he withdrew his penis from her mound and lay gently at her side.

“I love you too,” she said to him softly as they both fell asleep in each other’s arms…

Unfortunately, that’s all I have to show for my hard work. Money, and the by-products of money. Nothing else. No husband. No kids. Not even a steady guy. Just a nice apartment, a Jag sedan, and a great wardrobe.

Sounds great, doesn’t it, but it isn’t. It just isn’t enough. I need sex, and lots of it, and when I get horny, I don’t want some politically correct suit to fuck me. I want a real man. Or group of men. You know the type. Construction workers. Truck drivers. Bikers. Guys who know how to give me what I really want, which isn’t a fucking “relationship.” What I crave more and more these days is hard cock and lately, the more the merrier.

Like last weekend. After a bitch of a week, I went home, took off my conservative corporate clothes, and put on my hunting outfit. I’m a brunette, but when I’m after sex I wear a silvery blond wig, lots of heavy eye shadow, rouge, and the sexiest clothes I can find. Usually, like last weekend, I put on a see-through blouse, with no bra, a black leather jacket, black leather micro-mini skirt, black garter belt, black stockings, and red bikini panties.

When I’m looking for a hot fuck I never shower before going out. I like my pussy to retain the sweaty essence of a long day at the office, and just to add that last little tinge of seductive aroma, I don’t bother wiping my pussy after I pee, either. I like the damp feeling the last few drops of urine cause in my panties, and I know damn well the men who eat me like it, too, because they’ve told me they do.

Anyway, as I was saying, last Friday night after work I got all dolled up in my slut clothes and went to a bar located in one of the more dangerous neighborhoods of the city. The place is frequented by guys who got there on Harleys, or in pickup trucks, not in fucking Porsches or Beemers.

I walked in and for a moment conversation stopped. There were maybe thirty or so guys in the place and I was the only broad. I loved it, especially when I heard the guys making nasty cracks about me as I walked up to the bar and ordered a longneck beer.

My pussy was tingling, and when I hopped up on a bar stool and spun around, crossing my legs so my red panties were showing, I almost had a little orgasm just from exposing myself like that. It didn’t take more than thirty seconds or so before one of those nasty looking bikers came up to me and asked me what the fuck I was doing in a men’s bar. I told him, and loved it when he smiled real nasty at me.

“I’m here to get some cock, why the fuck else would I be here?” I said brazenly, opening my jacket, letting him see my practically naked tits. I have huge boobs, and wear a 38D bra at work, but tonight my braless tits were sagging a little. Hey, at 42 years old I’m still in pretty damn good shape, even if I am a little softer than I was as a teenager.

I’ve still got a great body. I haven’t had kids, so my stomach is still fairly flat, my ass is pretty good, and my legs are long and shapely. I never have any trouble getting a guy to hit on me especially since I’ve also been told I’m beautiful, but mainly on nights like these I’m just plain sexy.

Anyway, as I was saying, after I told this guy I wanted some cock, I looked down at his dick and was glad to see it getting bigger. His jean were torn and scruffy and he was getting a nice, big bulge where he was supposed to, so I knew I had him.

“Well just how many cocks you looking for, babe?” the guys says, grinning at his buddies. There were four of them standing around looking at me now, and I turned so they could all see my tits.

“These guys will do just fine,” I said. “I love a crowd, especially when I’m real horny, and boys, tonight I’m so horny I’ll do anything you want.”

“Well fuck, let’s just see about that,” one of the studs said, unzipping his jeans. Right there in front of everyone he just took out his dick and told me to suck it. It was long and sweaty looking, and I loved it, so I did. I got off the stool, got down on my knees, and took his cock into my mouth, the strong, sweaty male flavor making my pussy ever wetter than it had been.

“Oh yeah, baby, suck that dick. Eat my cum, you fucking slut,” the guys said as I squeezed his balls through his jeans.

“You want me to eat your cum, you have to come first, asshole,” I said, getting a laugh out of his buddies. By now a big crowd had gathered around us, and everyone was yelling and screaming at me to make him come. Suddenly I wanted him to do just that, all over my face, so I began jerking off his cock while I sucked it.

“Uhhhh, oh yeah, ahhhhh, here it comes, bitch!” he groaned, and I felt him swelling up in my mouth so I pulled his dick out and jerked it as fast as I could. He screamed again, and gobs of cum started splattering all over my face. My own orgasm hit me then, and I wiped his cock all over my cheeks and forehead while it was still pumping jizm out of it, loving the noise the crowd was making.

They were yelling and screaming, saying what a hot cunt I was and how they couldn’t believe I’d done what I’d just done right there in the bar. When I was through I looked and like the slut I knew I really was, and I loved it.

I got back up on the bar stool, licking my lips, then picked up my long-neck beer and sucked on it, swallowing most of it, but letting some of it spill out the sides of my mouth and run down onto my tits. Guys were hooting and hollering over my performance, and I knew it was only a matter of time before somebody tried to fuck me. I was going to get gang-banged, and I couldn’t wait.

“Hey baby, you fuck as good as you suck?” a big, black biker asked roughly.

“Why don’t you try to find out for yourself?” I asked, sliding down off the stool, molding my body to his, rubbing up against him, letting him feel how hard my nipples were.

“Let’s take the bitch back to the pool table.” Everyone seemed to like that idea, and suddenly I felt myself being carried toward the back of the bar. In a separate back room I felt my clothes being taken off. Naturally I didn’t even try to resist, and when I was naked they lay me on my back on top of the pool table with my thighs spread real wide. The black guy took out his cock and just rammed it into me, roughly, deeply, just the way I like it.

“Yeah, come on, do it, you fucking nig…” CRACK! He slapped me before I could say it, and I spit on him, making him slap me again. I loved it, especially since it made him fuck me as hard and fast as he could until he was spewing hot cum inside my cunt.

“Satisfied, bitch?” he snarled, pulling out of me roughly. He grabbed me by the neck and pulled my face close to his cock, then wiped it off on my hair. The dumb fuck didn’t even know it was a wig.

“Satisfied? Fuck no. Isn’t there anybody here with a BIG dick to fuck me with?” I teased. A huge, grizzly bear of a man stepped forward. He had a shaggy reddish beard, tattoos all over him, must have weighed over 300 pounds, and looked at least 6′5″ or taller.

“Think this will do?” he asked, taking out a gigantic dick, stroking it menacingly toward me.

“Yeah. That should do just fine,” I said. He stepped forward, between my cum-stained thighs, then rammed his cock into my cunt, fucking me slowly, but steadily, using his own pace, masturbating with me, strictly interested in pleasuring himself, not caring a fuck about me. I loved it, being treated this way.

Nobody here treated me like “the boss,” kissing my ass, paying me phony compliments. To these fuckers I was just a cunt out to get laid, and I loved the relaxed way it made me feel. Sure they were using me, but I was using them, too. It was wonderful.

I guess I must have been fucked by, no shit, at least 10 or 15 guys that night, and before they were though with me, my body was caked with cum. I had it in my hair, all over my face, my neck, my tits, stomach, my cunt…. I even had it drizzling out of my ass, which had been fucked a few times, too.

The guys loved it, and of course, so did I. Until you’ve been fucked by a room full of men, where you, and only you, are the complete center of their erotic attention, you can’t begin to understand how totally fulfilling it is sexually.

The sensations a girl experiences while lying there, getting fucked, knowing that no matter how good this present lover is, it doesn’t matter, because behind him is a long line of other hot, hard cocks just waiting to take their turn on you… you just can’t describe how exciting that makes a girl feel.

I love this so fucking much, going out on my “slut nights,” tramping around, getting fucked by groups of men… it’s the greatest, and I know I’ll never stop doing it. So look for me.

Who knows, you just might find me!

I should tell you about my wife, Am ber. She’s 23 years old (same as me – we got married at 16), a wonderful tiny 5ft 1 of sheer sex. I don’t mean to boast but she really is stunning. She has her brown hair in a ‘bob’ style, has an innocent looking face with big, brown eyes, 36d tits which look absolutely huge on her small frame and a lovely pair of legs. What I am about to relate took place when we were both 20 years old.

About 3 years ago, our ‘multiple fuck’ fantasies began to evolve further and get really nasty. My wife would talk like the sluttiest whore, telling me how she wanted other men to fuck her at the same time – the more the better. After a while, she got even nastier, saying how she wanted the men to be black and for at least three of them to fuck her ass, mouth and cunt at the same time before each in turn ramming their massive cocks into her tight cunt and shooting their spunk deep inside her.

Our fucking sessions always ended up on this fantasy with Amber coming hard, her cunt milking the spunk from my cock and into the rubber (we had decided to hold on before starting a family and the pill ‘doesn’t agree’ with Amber so I had to use a rubber each time). This nasty, slutty talk from my usually demure wife always made me completely empty my balls.

One evening we had both gone out to a nightclub in a nearby town. I had been hard all night just looking at my wife. She had dressed differently and had heavier (sluttier) make up on. Black high heels, stockings, a low cut front showing most of her big tits and thick, bright pink lipstick. When I had first seen her earlier in the evening I had been surprised to say the least, but thought I’d keep quiet as though nothing was different and see what her game was. I also thought she looked really hot dressed that way and had no inclination to spoil the view!

It was about 1am and we had both drank quite a bit. Amber and I had danced a few times during the night but I was too far gone to want to anymore. She asked if I would mind her going and dancing alone for a while and I had no objections. I watched her stand up, reach down to her handbag on the floor (which caused her mini skirt to ride up showing her bare ass) and retrieve her cigarettes and lighter. She looked around and so did I.

I noticed three black guys had all taken in an eyeful as she had bent over and were grinning at us. Amber noticed them also, and in the sluttiest style possible, she put her cigarette to her lips, flicked her lighter and sucked hard, drawing her cheeks in hollow. She inhaled deeply, her big tits rising and her hard nipples straining at the material. Still keeping eye contact with the guys, she raised her head slightly and exhaled a huge plume of smoke toward the ceiling before turning to me, giving me a sly grin and heading off to the dance floor.

I was hard as a rock after watching my wife’s slutty show (I always did have a fetish for watching women smoke) and after regaining my composure a little, I glanced from the corner of my eye at the black guys. I saw one of them also going out to the dance floor. At this point I started to get a little worried.  The fantasy was great but I realised at that time that I didn’t want to see my wife actually fucking other guys. I nervously sipped at my drink and scanned the dance floor to see if I could find out what was happening.

It took me a few seconds to spot them – and could hardly believe my eyes. There in the middle of all the dancers was my usually shy, innocent looking wife dancing with this strange black man who was at least a foot taller than her. They were *close* his bulge pushing against her tummy and her semi-straddling his leg and grinding her cunt against him like a bitch on heat. She looked over and caught me staring.

She just looked at me, took another deep drag from her cigarette and exhaled right into my direction. She then grinned and continued her dance. I couldn’t believe how she was acting but soon I was even further outraged as she stretched her face up to the black guy, who lowered his a little and before long they were openly french kissing hard for everyone to see.

I was about to stand up and storm over when I suddenly realised one of the other black guys had made his way over to them. He stood behind my wife as she kissed the black stranger and reached round her to get as much of her big tits in his hands as possible. Amber’s legs wobbled a bit and her mouth dropped open wide. I’m sure I could hear her moan over the loud music!

My wife placed her cigarette in her mouth and arched back. Her top half was back towards the black guy groping her tits and her bottom half pushed out to grind her cunt up and down the other guy’s leg. I watched her move one hand round behind until she was squeezing the cock on the guy behind and then did the same with the other. I was completely stunned at this point.

It was also at this point that I noticed I was incredibly hard! Here I was, watching my wife, the woman I loved, standing in the middle of a crowded dance floor, cigarette between her lips, tits being groped buy a black guy, rubbing her bare cunt up and down another black guy’s leg and squeezing a covered black cock with each hand! She looked like a complete slut and I loved it! The black guy she was rubbing against reached forward and helped his friend maul her tits. I carried on watching them for a few minutes, seeing my wife getting hotter and hotter.

By now Amber was humping and grinding her cunt *hard* against one guy and forcing her tits out harder against their big, groping hands in between taking deep drags from the cigarette she left between her slutty pink lips. Her little hands had managed to open both their zippers and were tucked inside, playing with their cocks.

The guy behind her whispered something into her ear and she laughed. After a few seconds she straightened up and turned to face me. I looked on at her and was shocked at what I saw. My shy, innocent wife stood there, one hand on her hip, in her high heels, stockings (which had run in a few places), and a top which was hanging far more to one side than the other with her big, hard nipples extremely prominent! Her short skirt was creased and had been pushed up around her waist partly, exposing some of her glistening, cunt.

A jolt ran to my cock as I realised her cunt was bald! I’d asked her to do this on numerous occasions but she’d always refused. I raised my sight higher and looked at her face. Her cute, innocent look had gone and been entirely replaced by something I’d never seen in her before. Sure, all her features were the same but somehow they didn’t seem to belong to the demure wife I loved – they belonged to a slut. Her bobbed hair was ruffled and she still had the cigarette dangling from her (slightly smeared) pink lipsticked lips. Her eyes were teasing and humiliating at the same time and she was slyly grinning at me.

We kept eye contact for a few seconds and in that time I realised that the bitch needed it badly. I realised that the complete slut in my wife had been released and, excited as I was now, I couldn’t wait to see what happened.  I just hoped that she was in control enough to remember she wasn’t on the pill. Still looking into each others’ eyes, she took a drag from her cigarette, took it from her mouth, dropped it and ground it out with her high high heel then exhaled right at me.

Suddenly she broke eye contact with me, turned and walked to the men’s toilet, guiding the men with her by their cocks. Mine were not the only eyes to watch the slut ooze sheer sex across the club. A few people followed them, men and women, obviously wanting to watch this trashy white slut performing with these big black guys. I tagged along and into the toilets.

Inside the toilets was like a different world to the dance floor. The stark, fluorescent lighting glared from the graffiti covered white tiling. The place reeked of piss and (like a lot of men’s toilets) the floor was about 1/2 centimetre deep in it. There were two cubicles, one long urinal and three washbasins with mirrors. There were about 7 of us in there: myself, my whore of a wife, the two black guys from earlier, a man and girl who were obviously a couple and a girl who was black. As I took in my surroundings the third black guy arrived and locked the toilet door behind him before moving up to be with his friends by Amber.

As I watched, my wife caught my eye and grinned again, then sat between two washbasins with her skirt up around her waist, legs spread as wide as she could and her sloppy, puffy cunt on show. She giggled and groped at one of her tits hard through her top. Her other hand went between her legs and she immediately rammed three fingers right up herself. Amber moaned and began finger fucking herself hard.

The rest of us just watched her for a few minutes. From what I saw, I was not the only one getting off on watching this trashy, white slut abusing herself in front of these complete strangers (except me of course!). The couple, she was about 19, redhead, medium sized tits with conservative make up and clothing on. She looked as though she could be dressed for the supermarket rather than a nightclub and she looked sooooo naive. He looked younger, probably about 18 and ‘wholesome’ also. They were trying hard to conceal their arousal. She was staring intently at my wife and slowly licking her lips.

Her hand was absently groping gently around her own cunt and she got hotter and wetter watching my slutty wife being nasty. Her boyfriend had his hands in his pockets and was quite obviously playing with his prick. The two black guys and their black friend all had their cocks out and they were huge! At least 12″ on each of them and easily thick as my wife’s wrist! It made me feel my own 8″ was completely inadequate. They were rubbing their cocks and watching my wife, getting harder and harder until they were all three hard and huge!

I heard my wife groan as she continued abusing herself to her audience of strangers and saw she was looking right at the three black men wanking themselves near her. A little to the side by the cubicles was the black girl.  She looked about 25 and *very* elegant. She was about 5ft 8″, black shiny spike heels, black sheer stockings with a skirt that came down on to the long side of short.

She had a cutoff top and a black leather jacket over it. Her tits must have been 38dd and were obviously bra-less as her huge, hard nipples strained to poke their way through. She had wonderful pouting lips with deep, deep purple lipstick, and high model-like cheeks. Her eyes were almond shaped and deep brown with long black lashes and her hair was straight and combed down to just above her shoulder, curling inwards. The sight of this hot black girl was enough to make me forget the reason we were all in here – but not for long!

As I watched, the black girl groaned, hiked up her skirt and began to frantically finger her clit. She leaned back until she was sort of squat against one of the cubicle doors and frigged her hot,wet cunt as she watched my wife.

I turned back to watch Amber, my own cock out in my hand. She looked straight into my eyes and began to cum. She was shuddering and moaning – and swearing worse than dirtiest hooker I’d ever heard.

Her dirty talk really turned me on even more. Her fingers blurred a while as she finger fucked herself hard and fast, her cunt making a loud sloshing noise nearly as loud as her moaning and obscenities. Finally she finished and, still looking me straight in the eye, asked, “Ok, who’s first?”

It was at that moment that I realised my wife was indeed going to actually fuck someone else – and this time my cock reared up even harder at the prospect. The first black guy immediately stood between her legs and positioned his cock right at her sloppy cunt. She was at the perfect level for him because of the height of the washbasins.

“You ready, bitch?” he asked.

My wife just groaned before humping her hips outwards obscenely, trying to get that big, black cock up inside.

“Fuck me! Fuck my slutty cunt with your big black cock! Fuck it all the way up me and don’t stop until your balls are banging against my ass!” she yelled, looking me right in the eye.

The black guy did as she asked and rammed about 3/4 of his prick right up my tiny wife’s soaking twat. Still keeping eye contact with me, she yelled:

“All of it you fucker! All of your black cock up my trashy, white-slut cunt!

I’m a dirty bitch that needs a good hard fucking! So fuck me!”

I managed to tear my eyes away from my wife getting profoundly screwed by this big black guy and looked around the toilet again. The young couple were now openly masturbating. He had his cock out and was wanking like crazy and she had hiked up her skirt, plunged her hands into her white cotton knickers and was frigging herself slowly.

As I watched this naive looking redhead I noticed her occasionally sneaking looks at the others in the room, even her boyfriend.  From the look on her face, it seemed as though this time was the first that anything like this had happened to her. It seemed as though this could even be her first time at seeing another cunt or a cock – even her boyfriend’s – close up. As she looked around, she turned behind herself to see me and caught me wanking myself and watching her. She just gave me a cute little shy smile and giggled, looking away and back to my wife and the black guy.

I also looked over to my wife and saw she was now clinging to the black guy with her legs locked around his back and her arms around his neck while he fucked her cunt hard and deep. She was kissing him lewdly and deeply – stretching her tongue out far then finding his mouth and shoving it in, frenching him deep. She broke the kisses now and again to moan things like how good his big, black cock felt right up her slutty cunt and how much of a white trash slag she was. She kept urging him on harder and faster yelling all types of obscenities.

“Come on, harder! Fuck your black cock right up into my womb! Make me yell!” she begged the black stranger. With her mention of her womb, I remembered she was not on the pill. Here was my new-slut wife, clinging onto a black stranger who was fucking her cunt to splitting point, surrounded by other strangers and me, in a smelly, pissy men’s room. The fact that she was in such surroundings only heightened my arousal. It made her seem even sluttier. I wanted things to continue but I didn’t want to risk her getting pregnant so I made a move.

“Amber, hold on a second. Let me get some rubbers from the machine then you can carry on.” I said above the noise.

Everyone froze and turned to look at me as I gesticulated to the condom machine in the corner.

“‘Amber’ – is that your name, bitch?” asked the first black guy.

“Yeah. But you can call me slut. And I don’t want to know any of your names” she replied ” I just want you all to use me like the slut I am.”

She turned her head to face me again and looked me in the eyes. Again, my wife’s eyes were teasing and humiliating.

“Amber, if you don’t use rubbers, you don’t carry on” I said slowly.

“Honey, fuck you!” she spat, and humped herself against the black guy again.

Everyone in the roomed laughed at me – even the naive looking young redhead who gave me another cute look and giggled in the most heartbreakingly sweet way.

Amber looked to everyone in the room and asked them all to ‘keep it on heat’ for a while because she wanted to get to play with them all. Everyone laughed and smiled good naturedly, except me. I just couldn’t believe my wife was knowingly taking the risk of unprotected sex with a stranger, especially when she was using no birth control. My thoughts were racing but I did believe that she would get him to pull out before he came inside her.

Everyone in the room except my wife and the black stranger fucking her unprotected cunt was rubbing themselves. The beautiful black bitch against the cubicle door was now squat low with four fingers pistoning in and out of her shaven cunt. She was dripping juice into the pissy pool covering the floor and alternately watching my wife getting the fucking of her life, and throwing her head back, moaning loudly with those beautiful, big pouty lips open wide.

The young naive looking redhead looked even more now like she was very inexperienced – she had one finger up herself, her white cotton knickers around her ankles, soaking in the mixture of piss and water on the floor, and was fingering herself in a clumsy fashion. Still, she was obviously getting a lot out of it if her soft moaning was anything to go by. Her boyfriend was still jacking off like crazy at the sight of my wife acting slutty.

The two other black guys were rubbing their huge, black cocks pretty slowly, making sure they would be ready to go when my whore wife told them to. I too was very slowly rubbing my own throbbing hardness. I knew that if I went any faster I’d shoot everywhere. I decided that as I thought I could trust my wife not to let him cum in her, I may as well enjoy it.

I watched as the black guy’s cock was rammed into my tiny wife’s body. Right up to the top of her cunt and against her womb. The lips of her twat were stretched thin by the width of his huge ebony pole and were rolled in and out as he thrust in and out of her. I loved the sight! Her fucked my slut wife for a couple of minutes like this with her getting more and more turned on.  Her juice was dripping out and into the pool of piss on the floor in little splashes. She was moaning and begging at him to fuck her harder and faster, yelling obscenities at him and everyone else in the room.

“You, bitch!” she yelled to the naive looking redhead – “Get three fingers up yourself and fuck that tight cunt of yours!”

The girl blushed but obeyed my wife. It was definitely hard for her to get her three fingers up herself but she finally managed it and began pumping herself. She threw her head back and moaned, fingering herself harder. The black slut had seen this and frigged herself a little harder.

Suddenly all our attention was back to my wife and the black stranger as she shouted: “FUCK! YES! I’M GONNA CUM! SCREW ME! FUCK ME HARD! SHOVE YOUR BIG BLACK PRICK RIGHT UP MY FUCKING TWAT! USE ME LIKE A WHORE! THAT’S WHAT I AM! AAAAAH!”

We all watched as she went into a frenzied orgasm, clutching herself hard against the black stranger screwing her stretched twat. She had her legs crossed behind his back and her arms tight around his neck. He held her weight as he screwed her and she humped and ground herself against his huge black cock. Someone (or some people) were banging on the toilet door, but everyone just ignored them – we were all too interested in the slut showing off in front of us.

“Hey, bitch! I’m gonna cum. You want me out?” he suddenly asked. I assumed Amber would have him cum on her tits or something. I assumed wrong.

My wife looked over at me, right in the eyes and yelled: “Don’t you dare! Fuck me harder! Cum up my cunt! I’m not on the pill so come on, knock this white slut up!” she begged, still staring at me. Everyone in the room gave an audible moan upon hearing her talk like this!

He was jerking harder now, his face starting to contort. Although I was appalled at my slut wife begging this black stranger to knock her up with his black bastard, I was also extremely turned on at her behaviour. I wanted to see this white-trash slut in front of me get what was coming to her (no pun intended!). The thought of the slut getting knocked up by the big cocked black stranger in front of all these other strangers only added to the thrill.  I felt my cock twitch and only just managed to keep control. I looked down to see some white cum oozing from my cock. Amber also noticed this and laughed at me, humping harder at her black stud.

“Where d’ya want it, slut?!” he yelled.

Her eyes widened as she carried on staring at me, conveying her sheer wanton lust by the action.

“Up my fucking cunt! Don’t pull out! I’m a dirty white slut that needs a good screwing! Fuck it right up me and spunk into my womb! Knock this white slut up with your black baby! I want to be a momma!”

There was more banging on the toilet door and it sounded like the people outside were cheering. My wife was loud enough for them to hear!

The black guy groaned loudly and rammed himself as far as possible up my wife’s unprotected cunt. She squealed and ground herself against him. He was jerking and very obviously coming hard right up inside my slut wife’s sloppy cunt. The feeling of him filling her up made her cum hard. She was moaning and begging him to “make sure you get all your spunk up inside me. I want your black baby growing inside my body.” All the time she kept direct eye contact with me, taunting me with her words, her actions, her eyes. Her face was contorted into a look of complete lust.

The sight was way too much for me! My tiny, innocent wife with her newly shaved cunt moaning and begging some black stranger to knock her up in a dirty pissy mens’ room. All the time he was coming she was looking at me and taunting me.

“Look at me, honey! Look at your little wife get knocked up by this big black stranger! Ohhhh, I can feel all his spunk shooting into my womb. I’m definitely going to be pregnant from the amount he’s shot up me! Do you think I’m slutty enough, honey?”

I couldn’t take any more and began shooting my spunk out hard and far without even having my hand on my cock! My wife noticed this. She laughed and pointed at me, making the others in the room turn to look.

I was coming buckets with all eyes on me as my wife took the last of the black stranger’s spunk up her. I was coming so hard that my spunk jetted out and some hit the innocent looking redhead, who was watching me shyly.

“Ohhhhhhhh” she moaned at the feeling of my spunk hitting her and fingered herself harder before the naive, shy look on her face turned to one of intense lust and she orgasmed all over her own hand. I gripped my cock and intentionally directed my spunk at her hand at cunt, splattering both copiously. It matted against her neatly trimmed, dark copper coloured bush and frothed up, mixed with her juices around her cunt lips.

As she frigged my spunk into her cunt and around her clit, the excess of our juices dripped into the pissy mixture covering the floor. Her boyfriend looked shocked and excited at the same time at the sight of his girlfriend coming with a stranger splashing her cunt with spunk. He pounded his own cock faster, grimaced and began shooting everywhere. He quickly turned to the black slut against the cubicle door (he obviously was into her as much as I was!)

The beautiful black slut was having her own orgasm, head back, squat low so her ass was occasionally dipping into the pissy mess on the floor. She had a thumb and three fingers ramming the fuck out of her own cunt and her little finger was wiggling around deep in her asshole. She threw her head back again and moaned through those amazing pouting lips of hers when she noticed the young guy shooting out towards her.

This seemed to make him cum even harder and his jets started landing on her. She had his cum dripping down her tits, over her nipples and onto her stomach. He shot a flood of spunk all over her.  Quite a lot hit the slut’s face and matted her hair together. It was dripping from her nose and chin. She was wildly stretching her tongue around trying to lick up as much as she could.

His girlfriend gave me another amazingly cute smile as we both finished coming. She then turned and saw her boyfriend covering the black girl with his spunk and meekly reached over to his cock and balls. It appeared as though this was the first time she had ever touched a cock in her life, but she soon showed she was a natural! She used one hand to hold his jerking, hard cock and direct his spunk over the black slut. Her other hand was squeezing his balls, urging him to cover the black bitch even more. The black girl spoke for the first time, or shouted, rather:

“Tha’s it, white bitch! Make sure ya little white boyfriend give me it all!” Her voice was silky – incredibly sexy and more than tinged with a Caribbean accent.

The young guy groaned one last time and shot one last jet of spunk right into the black bitch’s eye! She screamed with lust and came all over her own fingers.

I looked again to my wife who was still clung to the black guy. He was slowly still pumping into her even though he’d finished coming. I guess he was making sure that he knocked up my wife. She had a contented look on her face and was purring about how he’d definitely knocked her up. I was pretty upset by the fact but even more aroused at the dirty slut’s actions – even though the dirty slut was my previously demure wife.

Amber loosened her grip on the black stranger and he lowered her back onto the washbasins. He slowly eased his semi-soft cock from my darling wife’s twat. It was slick with the mixture of her cunt juice and his spunk. When he finally pulled the last part out of her, there was an audible, sloppy ‘pop’ sound and a flood of his spunk and her cum dribbled out of my wife’s ravaged, stretched cunt. I examined her cunt. It was stretched *very* wide – much wider than it had ever been in the past. Her cunt lips were loose and hung apart a little now. Before this black guy had fucked her, her cunt had been the tightest I’d ever seen and her cunt lips had always met in the middle, covering her hole.

“Oh dear, honey.” she said in a little girl voice, looking me in the eye.  “Your little Amber seems to have got herself knocked up by this big black stranger. I couldn’t help myself. What will we do?”

She looked amazing sat spread-legged with her gaping cunt on view for all, leaking spunk and her own cum which was dribbling onto the pissy floor. She had a little girl look on her face, and her makeup was all smeared. One of her hands toyed between her messy legs and she held the other to her mouth, her little finger between her lips in a schoolgirl pose. As she batted her eyelids at me, everyone looked at me, saw my prick was hard again and laughed.

“I guess that answers my question, then.” my slut wife exclaimed loudly. She then looked around to all the strangers, grinned, and said:

“Well everyone, I’m glad you all got the chance to see me getting impregnated by this stranger – but who’s next?”

The last time I went to the local club (the only one anywhere near the small town I’m from), a peculiar thing happened. The music had just ended for the night and all the patrons were filing off the dance floor toward the exits. I was walking with my arms down at my sides, when all of the sudden, I felt a hand pinching my ass.

Instinctively, I swiped back with my hands to catch whoever it was. Since this has happened twice before, I’m really curious to find out who keeps groping me. I caught a wrist and held on tightly. I didn’t look around at who it was right away, but I dragged her with me despite her protests. When I finally came to a place that I could confront her, I stopped and wheeled around, still holding onto her wrist.

What I saw surprised me. Totally.

I was looking into the greenest eyes I have ever seen. She was about 5′6″, had long blond hair, and she was really tan. Her face was totally hot. I was almost mesmerized by her eyes. But I couldn’t forget the business at hand. “So, can I pinch you too?” I asked.

“I don’t think so.”

“Well, it seems only fair, since you pinched me…”

She sat there and considered for a little while, then nodded her assent. So I reached around and made like I was going to pinch her. Instead, I groped her. I basically took her whole ass cheek in my hand and squeezed it gently, massaging it with my fingers.

“Hey! That’s not a pinch!” But the smile on her face and especially in her eyes told me that she wasn’t displeased.

Her ass was very firm and very tight. So I didn’t let go. She stood on her tiptoes and whispered a proposition into my ear. I, with no other plans, agreed. We cruised out to my car and hopped in. She gave me directions as I drove, leading me to a place out by her house that is really secluded and that the police rarely patrol. And did we go out in the boonies. I thought I lived in a rural area. My neighborhood looked like New York City compared to hers.

After a couple of dirt roads we arrived at the spot. It was beautiful. The car was framed by several fir trees. Through the boughs we could see a small pond, shimmering in the moonlight. Very romantic.

What we were about to do almost seemed degrading to such a beautiful setting. Almost… I turned off the ignition and turned to face just in time to catch her attack head on. If I hadn’t turned, her tongue would be buried in my ear. We sat and kissed for a few minutes, then we played tonsil hockey. I won. Our hands didn’t stay idle for long.

Hers started roving up and down my chest, caressing me. I lightly massaged her back before moving down to her ass again. I took a cheek in each hand and kneaded them. A soft moan from her throat told me that I was on the right track. Pretty soon each of us lost our shirt. I fumbled with her bra clasp before finally mastering it.

We parted long enough to remove the bra from between us, then resumed our embrace. I kissed from her mouth back to her ear. I nibbled on her ear lobe, around her earring, before sticking my tongue in her ear. As soon as my tongue entered her ear, she grabbed my chest and sucked in a quick breath.

I continued nibbling on her ear. Meanwhile, my hands had found her breasts, which although they were not very large, they were high and firm. I massaged them, starting from where they met her ribs on the bottom. I slowly worked my way inward, stopping just before I reached the nipples. I teased her for a while, touching her everywhere but her nipples.

She finally grew so frustrated that she tried to move her breasts into my hands, making me touch her nipples. When I finally pinched her nipples, the effect was electric. Her fingernails dug into my chest and she nearly screamed in my ear. I could feel her hips churning against me, cueing me that she was coming. After she had settled back down, she climbed onto me, pushing me up against the car door. I slid down on the car seat so that she was lying on top of me.

We resumed kissing. I moved my hands down to her pants, slipping one inside of them to caress her ass and attempting to undo her pants-button. I got it undone and then pulled down her zipper. I began pushing down her pants and she wriggled back and forth to help me remove them. Her panties soon followed her pants. With much effort, we rolled over in my front seat without falling to the floor.

I proceeded to kiss my way down to her breasts, sucking on each nipple, then down to her belly button, where I stuck my tongue, and finally down to her pussy. The soft V of blond hair pointed the way. I spread her lips with my fingers, exposing her inner lips and her clit. I flicked my tongue out and hit her clit, resulting in a moan from her. I then got down to work.

I fastened my lips to her clit, alternatively biting, flicking, and sucking on it. Two of my fingers were working in and out of her vagina. Her hips gyrated in rhythm. All of my motions became faster and faster, and she began to build to orgasm. Just before I felt her clench up, she screamed softly, “Oh yes! More! Faster! Harder!” She then paused. It was then I realized that she didn’t know my name, and I didn’t know her name. She paused because she was trying to think of my name.

Again, we rolled over, and she proceeded to remove my pants and underwear. My penis was rock-hard. As soon as she freed my penis from its prison, she stuck it in her mouth, sliding almost all the way down to the base. A few quick strokes and she had me on the edge. I stopped her, claiming that I had a better way to use my hard-on.

We repositioned ourselves, me sitting on the passenger side, and her straddling me. She eased herself down onto me, sighing with pleasure as she did so. She pumped herself up and down my shaft, utilizing the full length. Soon, she was digging her nails into the back of my neck and nearly deafening me as she came. Again we repositioned ourselves, this time me taking her from behind.

I started pumping into her, getting closer and closer to the brink with each stroke. Finally, I could hold off no longer and I pumped furiously into her, filling her. She, feeling the release of my hot semen inside of her, began to orgasm with me. When the tremors passed, we collapsed together.

When we had calmed down enough to regain our motor skills, we redressed ourselves and I drove her home. I dropped her off at the end of her block (didn’t want her parents to see the car drive up).

Since then, I’ve seen her a couple of times at the club where we first met and we have had similar sessions in the same place. But to this day… I still don’t know her name.

Tiffany was a small girl, not even five feet tall. Her chest appeared small, and Frank had heard it was nothing more than a mouthful. But Tiffany’s prize possession was her cunt. Tiffany was a redhead, and the hairs on her cunt proved that she was a natural, from what Frank had heard. He had always had a thing for redheads, and he wondered if he could persuade Tiffany to give him a piece of ass.

Tiffany was best friends with his girlfriend Anna, and Anna had wanted to put out in the worst way the other night. She had taken his softness personally, crying the rest of the night. Anna was a stacked blonde, and she had a large ample chest, the nipples easily larger than Tiffany’s entire tit.

 Her cunt proved she was a natural blonde, too. Frank had seen that barely haired mound up close, and she tasted wonderfully. He knew how close Anna and Tiffany were, and he wondered what Tiffany might say now.

Frank knocked on the door. He heard noises inside, and heard footsteps approach the door. He saw the curtain part, then heard the lock click. Tiffany opened the door.

“We have been expecting you,” she said slyly, motioning him inside.

Frank wondered about who she meant, until he turned to look at her. Tiffany was wearing only a t shirt, and it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra. Her t shirt rode up as she reached up to lock the door, and the ivory white of her ass showed itself, and Frank got hard as he saw a little of Tiffany’s cunt lip hanging beneath her small, tight ass. The sight of red wiry hair under her ass was a turn on, and he moved to her as she turned to him.

Frank lifted her up and kissed her passionately on the lips, and she returned the kiss, her tongue darting in and out of his mouth as his did in hers. Frank quickly pulled off the t shirt, and he stared down at her thick red fur, her cunt quivering and squirming under his gaze. He got on his knees, and he started to lick the red haired slit. He found it full of juice. He was surprised by this, but he soon didn’t think of it as his tongue started to lick Tiffany’s cunt, his tongue licking and sucking on her clit, and she rolled her hips as she started to ride his face, forcing his tongue deep in her cunt.

Tiffany’s moans and gasps were loud as she pulled on his hair as he licked up and down the tight, red slit. He could taste her juice, and as his tongue worked in and out of her tight cunt, he again wondered about the fact that she was already well juiced when he arrived. A moment later, he heard the reason.

“Just what the hell do you think you are doing?” asked a familiar voice from nearby. Frank turned, and saw his girlfriend Anna as she stood in the doorway to Tiffany’s bedroom. Anna was naked, and as Frank watched, she put her hands on her hips.

“Well?”

She stared at Frank, but Tiffany turned his head and pulled him back into her groin as he licked and sucked on the red haired slit.  Tiffany moans and croons were getting louder, and Frank saw legs behind Tiffany, and he saw Anna get on her knees. Anna started to tongue Tiffany’s small ass, and it was the feeling of this, combined with Frank’s tongue riding in and out of her cunt, that caused Tiffany to come and come and come, her juice appearing everywhere, Frank sucking frantically as he tried to lick up every drop of her hot juice.

Frank stared at Anna as he moved away from Tiffany’s cunt. His eyes had a question in them, one which Anna answered immediately.

“Since I can’t keep you excited, I have been coming over here.  I keep Tiffany excited, and she excites me. We have been lovers for almost two weeks now.”

Frank knew he should be angry with Anna for turning to a girl, but the thought of these two fucking and sucking and fingering each other was a turn on.

“It’s not that you don’t excite me,” said Frank, as Anna and Tiffany kissed. “I just don’t feel I can satisfy you alone.”

“Well, I think you can.”

“I think you can, too,” chimed in Tiffany, shaking and licking Anna’s nipples. The sight caused Frank to almost shoot. The two women now led him to the bedroom, where he quickly stripped.

“I am more of a whore than Anna could ever be,” said Tiffany.  “If you can make me come, will that convince you that you can satisfy Anna.”

“Sure, I guess. Anna, is it OK with you?”

“If it will get you in my cunt, I am willing to try anything,” Anna declared.

Tiffany pulled Frank on top of her, spreading her legs. He stroked in her pussy, and he gasped at the tight feel of her red slit.  He started to pump in and out of Tiffany’s cunt, and Tiffany’s moans and cries started to sound in the room. Tiffany’s face was contorted by the pleasure of having a prick deep in her cunt, and she smiled at the thought of helping her friend.

Anna watched Frank hump Tiffany, fucking in and out of her faster and faster, and the sight turned her on. Her boyfriend was fucking her best friend, and it was with her approval. Anna slowly came forward, and she now got on her knees, and she licked Frank’s prick as it pumped in and out of Tiffany’s slit, and Anna watched in fascination as the pink of Tiffany’s pussy separated and took Frank deep inside.

Tiffany was moaning and crying out loudly as she felt Frank fucking her deeper and deeper, and also at the feel of Anna’s tongue on her cunt. Anna now moved up, and she sat on Tiffany’s squirming face, and she faced Frank as she started to hump Tiffany’s face. Frank kissed Anna, then started to lick her tits, and he watched them jostle and jiggle as she bounced up and down on the tongue of Tiffany in her slit.

Frank pumped in and out harder and harder, going faster and faster at the sight of Anna fucking Tiffany’s face, and the feel of Tiffany’s tight cunt squirming and shaking under him as he stroked in and out. Anna’s moans and cries were starting to get louder and louder, and he heard Tiffany’s moans and cries do the same.

It was Anna who came, her body going rigid on top of Tiffany’s face, flooding Tiffany’s face and red hair with her juice, and Frank watched Tiffany’s mouth lick and suck everywhere in the blonde cunt, trying to lick up and suck down all of the juice of her best friend. Frank pumped in and out faster and faster, but Tiffany’s moans now started to fade.

Anna lifted off of Tiffany’s face, and Frank took the opportunity when he saw it. He rolled over, and he heard Tiffany moan and gasp as she struggled to take his prick up her cunt in this way.  She wiggled and squirmed and moaned and groaned, and she wailed loudly as she finally got him all the way inside her tight cunt, then had Anna push down on her back.

Tiffany started to hump up and down on his prick, taking him deep inside her cunt, then almost releasing him.  Frank watched Tiffany’s tits bounce, and he smiled. They were so small they almost did not move, and he leaned forward and sucked on them for a moment. Tiffany bounced up and down faster and faster as her cunt got more and more wet, taking him easily in her cunt.

Anna came around and she now sat on Frank’s face, and he started to lick the familiar blonde cunt that sat on his face. He was not used to Anna humping his face, as she started to do now, and Frank assumed it was because of being near Tiffany while getting her cunt sucked.

Anna thrust and humped Frank’s face as Tiffany bounced up and down on Frank’s prick, taking him deep in her cunt, opening her eyes and smiling as Anna started to lick and suck on her small tits. They were so small that Anna got the whole tit in her mouth, and the taste of the nipple was slightly salty as she sucked on it.

Tiffany squirmed and groaned and moaned, her honey flowing easily, and Frank could taste Anna’s honey flowing fast as well, and Anna started to come again, her juice flooding Frank as he licked and sucked her clit. She was humping madly, shaking her head, her blonde hair going everywhere as her orgasm passed through her. Frank could feel Tiffany bouncing up and down as fast and as hard as she could on his prick, but she was just moaning and gasping at the pleasure, not near a orgasm.

Anna crawled off his face, and Tiffany lifted off his prick. He stared at both, tears in Anna’s eyes.

“Don’t cry,” said Frank. “There is one thing left to try.”

Frank turned Tiffany over, and before she knew what was happening, Frank was in her ass, stroking in as hard as he could, making Tiffany scream and moan. Tiffany started to grind back at him, shaking her ass wildly to the left and the right, then up and down. 

Tiffany fucked his prick, trying to get him all the way up her oh-so-tight ass, and Frank loved the feel. Anna was masturbating, and Frank watched her finger slide in and out of her as he pumped in and out of Tiffany’s ass. It was joggling and shaking, and he suddenly felt the muscles tighten and shake and shudder, and Tiffany screamed out as she came and came and came, the prick deep in her ass setting her off.

She yelled and screamed no words, the moan and cry loud and passionate.  She tried to shake the prick out of her ass, but she couldn’t and she was glad, because it made her come, and she wailed and yelled a little longer as her orgasm passed. Frank rode her with a smile, and he licked his lips at Anna.

As Frank pulled out of Tiffany, he started into Anna’s deep and wide pussy, and he started to pump in and out of the tight, blonde mound. He kissed Anna passionately, tasting her lips and her teeth as his tongue rolled around in her mouth. He stroked in and out of her pussy, which was tight, though not as tight as Tiffany’s. Tiffany came around, and she dropped her cunt on Anna’s face, and she immediately started to hump Anna’s tongue as it appeared through the red hair of Tiffany’s slit. Frank watched this, and he heard Anna’s moans and groans as he fucked in and out of her faster and faster, and he heard Tiffany’s cries and moans as Anna licked her friend, and he could see the juice flowing out of Tiffany as he fucked Anna.

Anna was apparently a better pussy eater than Frank, because it was Tiffany who started to shake and yell and wail and moan, as she cried out loudly as she came and came and came, flooding Anna’s face and hair with her juice, Anna licking everywhere as fast as possible, making sure not to miss any of the juice.

As Tiffany lifted off Anna’s face, Frank turned Anna over, and she squirmed and moaned as she sat on his prick. She squealed happily as she started to bounce up and down on his prick, shoving him as deep in her cunt as he could. Frank was happy as well, for Tiffany came around, and she dropped her red slit on his face. The smell was incredible as he started to tongue Tiffany, and she started to hump his tongue.

Anna was humping and bouncing wildly and she took the prick deep up her cunt, and she watched Frank’s tongue disappear in the red fur of her best friend. It was Tiffany again who started to yell and moan and cry, and Frank tasted her hot juice as she humped and fucked his face, lapping it up as it came out.

Anna had still not come, even though she was riding his prick as hard and as fast as she could, and Frank started to get concerned. Anna was giving his prick a good ride, but her orgasms seemed to have disappeared once he got his prick deep in her cunt.

Tiffany saw the look of disbelief on Frank’s face, and she thought she knew how to handle the situation now. Tiffany lifted her friend, and she spread Anna’s ass cheeks. Anna was shaking and squirming, and the sight entranced Frank. He stroked into her tight ass, and Anna moaned and wailed at the feel of a prick in her ass.  As Frank pumped in and out of Anna’s ass, he saw Tiffany disappear under Anna.

Anna stared to tongue Tiffany, and Anna started to hump urgently up and down, and Frank assumed Tiffany was licking Anna.  The two pronged attack worked, and Anna came and came and came, her juice flooding Tiffany’s red hair and face, squeezing Frank’s prick hard enough that he, too, came, shooting his seed deep in Anna’s squirming, shuddering ass. As Frank pulled out of Anna’s ass, Tiffany appeared with Anna’s juice running down her face, mixing in her hair.

“That is what you will have to do from now on,” said Tiffany.  “Fuck her ass, and have someone, preferably me, underneath her to tongue her at the same time.”

Sounds like fun to me,” said Frank, looking at Anna. Anna kissed Frank.

“Sounds fun to me too,” said Anna, kissing Frank passionately, then turning to Tiffany and licking the juice off her friend’s face, Frank moving to Anna’s cunt and kissing and licking it. He moved to Tiffany, and all three groaned in pleasure as Anna kissed Tiffany, while Frank licked Tiffany, Tiffany’s hand around his prick, stroking up and down.

They turned to each other, and all of them smiled, then started to groan and moan again…

Jackie’ natural gift for dancing hasn’t changed, nor did mine, so we’ve spent the evening deep into the night on the floor, and towards the wee hours we were sweaty, panting and slightly drunk.

Of course we have renewed our acquaintance with the toilet and the throne where I had crowned BBW, but now we were horny again. Taking advantage of our secluded seats, Jackie came over and, leaning into me, she deep throated me while shoving her oversized tits into my face.

Recognizing her distress, I released them of their confines, and the big, heavy globes jumped and hopped with joy for their freedom. Her nipples went taut and erect, craving for my loving fondling. Jackie sighed deeply, and moaning she returned my fondling and squeezing of her boobs by squeezing my thighs when she leaned on them, and her hands were quick to unzip and draw my already taut and hard dick.

What a difference to our first meeting, only a year ago! Then she has hardly agreed to fuck me in the toilets and now she was fucking me right in front of everybody! Because while I was squeezing and nibbling her fat, supple mounds, she has straddled me and lowered herself with a deep moan on my hot rod.

Jackie was extremely sensitive in her nipples and responding to my nibbling she started to heave slight heaves, rising and lowering herself on the pole that was piercing her entrails. In a short time the pace and the magnitude of her heaves increased and soon she was truly fucking me, and I was attempting to heave as much as her heavy weight let me do.

To help, I’ve taken my hands off her tits to her butt and shoved, inserting my finger into her sensitive ass hole. Jackie was now moaning and gasping loudly, fucking with strong heaves, nearing her orgasm. Suddenly she leaned to me, kissed me hard on my mouth and with a loud moan she came. Then she rose and lifted herself off my expectant cock! I gasped in surprise and dismay, but Jackie has calmly turned around and climbed my dilated cock again, facing outwards.

Now, I’ve said before that we were sitting in a secluded, and I may add a dark corner, but still a hot piece of ass as BBW draws some attention, so now that we were fucking most of the heads were turned to us. And Jackie was clearly a sight to notice with her heavy tits bouncing up and down, her hair flying in all directions as she resumed her heaving and galloping on me!

Well it was quite late, and the few customers that were sober enough to notice, took her facing them as an invitation, and closed to us. I’ve noticed that some of them pulled out their cocks and rubbed them furiously. The two or three most brave among them, hesitantly at first, dared to touch her flying boobs. When the only response was her increased moaning, the bravest has pulled her head to his crotch…

Jackie squealed and increased the pace of her heaves, her hot wet cunt squeezing and milking my cock. Soon I noticed that her suitor was slamming into her mouth and coming with a roar. As he cameanother man shoved him aside and inserted his cock, with Jackie sighing and squealing, squirming on my hot cock, raising me to a point of explosion… and I did explode, sending wads and wads of my spunk into her hot waiting vagina, and still she was hopping and squirming and rotating her ass. As the second guy slammed into her mouth, filling it with his spunk she came, screaming and yelling and hopping and galloping as possessed.

By now the barman, and one of the two owners, was attracted by the commotion, and since it was nearly closing time and there remained only about five men in the club, he has invited us all to the bar and offered BBW and me some strengthening on the house. I guess that BBW made him hot, and he had hoped to bribe her to have sex with him too.

Any way, his offer was too good to miss and I’ve accepted the scotch willingly and mixed Jackie’ drinks with tequila sunrise –which is her preferred poison. Jackie drank happily the tequila and the sperm of the two or three waiting guys, which made us all very happy.

The first orgasm only makes Jackie hornier and prepared for more, so I wasn’t surprised at all that she has dived on my now flaccid cock. I was sitting on the high stool and Jackie licked my dick as if it was a big lollypop, sucking it into the hot and wet cavern of her mouth, rolling her tongue around it. I got hard and hot in a moment but still, it was only a short time after my come, and I was reluctant to leave my free drink.

Meanwhile one of the guys was still horny, and as Jackie was bending to me he has collected enough guts, and pulling her dress up to her waist, he slammed into her from behind. Jackie was thrown into me, making my cock slam deep into her throat, and then she moaned loudly and began to heave and rotate her ass on the impaling cock.

The guy got off in a trice, but another replaced him and then another one with Jackie moaning and thrashing and squealing and heaving, orgasming every now and then. All that commotion made me hot and horny and the spunk in my balls got to the boiling point and I shot into her open, expectant mouth. Since BBW was coming together with me, yelling and screaming, some of my spunk, most of it in truth, dribbled out of her mouth on her chin, on my cock, flying into her hair and everywhere, but she collected all she could, licking it greedily off my balls and dick and sucking me dry.

All the men have by now left the club, and only the bartender and the cleaner, a skinny Mexican guy named James remained.

The barman, a handsome young black named Pancho, has offered Jackie another Sunrise tequila to wash all the spunk down, and stripped naked. He was the only one to do so-the rest of the guys hadn’t even dropped their pants! He was a quite nice sight too, a young black, with a slim, muscular shiny body. Jackie was obviously enjoying the show, sipping from her Sunrise, sitting on the high stool with her dress rolled up around her waist and her big, heavy jugs heaving free.

The bartender has splayed her thighs wide open and poured some blue daiquiri into her exposed cunt, and then bent in and licked it, sucking on it noisily. Jackie just smiled, content, and spread her legs wider, not spilling a single drop of her own drink. Having lapped all the drink from the cup like cunt, Pancho licked his way upwards making Jackie moan when he has turned his attention to her clit.

She has leaned back on the bar, one hand playfully stirring his curls and the other dropping into my lap, her fingernails absentmindedly caressing and skimming my balls and cock. The young black has left her clit and was now sucking her fat, supple tits, making her nipples stick out. Jackie was now moaning loudly. I’ve told you that her nipples are extremely sensitive, and sucking them makes her always very horny.

She has started heaving on her stool, wrapping her legs round the springy, muscular body between them. I guess that the young guy has thought the alcohol as some sort of disinfectant because he has shoved his black shiny rod in unprotected. The black mushroom has disappeared, swallowed by the hungry cunt lips. Making Jackie moan, gasp and squeal loudly, and heave and stir on her high stool, as the long shiny rod slowly slipped in.

Finally it was all in and he began a slow rhythmical in and out movement. Jackie joined the rhythm with heaves of her own accompanying every one with a loud grunt. The pace increased and the grunts of both Jackie and the barman turned into wild screams and I’ve thought that any moment they are going to come when suddenly Pancho-the bartender- has pulled out and ordered Jackie to turn around.

Jackie squealed with disappointment, but then she has straddled me and shoved herself on my bloated hard cock, burying it up until our bellies met, while Pancho buried his own staff in Jackie’ rear entrance. Jackie has now started to squeal and yell, heaving and pushing strongly, milking my cock and I’m sure also Pancho’s, groaning and uttering animal like sounds as she came with Pancho together. I did come a few moments later, spraying into BBW’s cunt a weak spurt of spunk that my used balls has succeeded producing.

We all slumped in a heap gasping and panting heavily. Jackie was utterly exhausted and was whimpering in a small voice, slowly pulling herself up, while Pancho was dressing and taking leave, kissing her on the cheek. I just downed a last whiskey, when James, the sweep, pleaded with a shaky voice that please he was SO horny and PLEASE could the beautiful lady relieve him too? Well, I sympathized with his plight.

Indeed, seeing all that fucking would make one horny as a goat, wouldn’t it? So I’ve turned to Jackie and asked her if she would do him the favor. Jackie was reluctant. She said that she was too tired by now and that like men we didn’t consider Her at All and so forth, and indeed she had right to be tired, after all the fucking that she underwent. Hell, I couldn’t raise my cock and she had at least six orgasms on me!

So I told the guy, “Sorry the lady is too tired, perhaps…” but he pleaded SO much. He told Jackie, “Look how hard you have made me! I won’t be able to pee for a week!” And he pulled out an enormous dark pipe out of his pants. Jackie’ eyes got round and wide with amazement and her jaw dropped when she gasped loudly.

It was indeed quite a sight-by far the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. I’m no pigmy myself, I think I’ve told you that I am 8 and half inches long, but I’ve never seen such a sight, not even on porno films. It must have been at least eleven inches long and over 2 inches thick, and believe me, I’m in the construction business so I know something about pipes. Jackie eyes went wider and wider and her jaw dropped lower and her tongue was inadvertently licking her lips and I realized her lust.

“Please, Jackie, can’t you do him a favor? Look at his plight, he really suffers?!” I pleaded, and Jackie answered with a shaky voice :”Well if you insist…”

She dropped on her knees pulling that magic wand into her wide open mouth. The huge brown mushroom of the glans stuck between her lips. It must have been over two and a half inches across and much too wide for any mouth to grasp. Jackie whined and licked it round and round, licked also the long hard shaft and the massive balls that hanged bellow. She has attempted again with a gusto and succeeded swallowing all the mushroom head in, but the long and thick rod has stuck and she gagged, her eyes bulging out.

Holding to the shaft with both hands she pulled it out, followed by long, thick ropes of saliva, gasping and moaning. The plucky girl hasn’t surrendered yet. She threw herself on the huge pipe again and stuffed it in her mouth, pushing it in with her hands.

To my amazement it did go in, and more than half of it has disappeared, but then it stuck in her throat. She gagged, her eyes bulging, and made chocking noises but still she refused to let go. At last she succumbed and the long rod, now shiny with her spit, slowly withdrew from her mouth.

WOW it had no end! I can’t understand how she could have swallowed such a pole! With burning crimson face, covered with long slimy ropes of spit, she’s turned to me whining: “I can’t take it whole in ! Please, please help me!”

I sat Jackie on my lap, splaying her thighs as wide as I could. James’s long thick pole, now slick with Jackie’ spit, pushed slowly into her wide open cunt. The head stuck for a moment and then went in with a plop.

 Jackie, started gasping and squealing. And she never stopped squealing al the time the rod was in her. Her squeals just rose with every push and every inch the huge shaft gained. Her tremors showed that she has had orgasms one after another. And on and on James heaved and the long rod went deeper and deeper and Jackie’ squeals went higher and higher until at last only one inch was still outside –and it stuck.

As much as he shoved and leaned in, James couldn’t make it enter more. Jackie tried to heave too, but being impaled on the huge pole she couldn’t. Instead she has started to arch against the impaling monster, squealing and whimpering with tiny animalistic voices, and James started pulling slowly out.

“NO! DON’T!!” screamed Jackie and her legs went round his back, her feet hitting strongly his buttocks. “No, I want you! Fuck meeee!! Fuck me harder!!”

And James did fuck her. He shoved in with a thrust and went in to the hilt, to the joining of their bodies. And again, and again. He groaned and roared and she squealed and screamed which each shove, oblivious to all their surrounds. She was arching towards his shoves, all her body going out and back, slapping and slamming into my crotch, making me hard again.

Her fingernail dug deeply in his buttocks, scratching, leaving long bloody trails, her heels kicking his buts, and he kept fucking on and on and on, like some wild steam machine with a cry on every shove and her squeal on every pull and on they went with Jackie coming and orgasming so many times that I couldn’t make out if she was finishing one orgasm or going into another one –until at last James shoved with all his might in… and locking in has flooded her with his sperm. Jackie screamed and went into another series of orgasms.

When he started to pull out she resisted, holding tight to him, squeezing his huge cock in her vagina, holding to him like a drowning man to the life buoy. And they’ve started at it again! And again the steam piston went in and in and her legs went round and round and her screams went up and up, at last with aloud scream he has shoved in and slumped on her, half dead.

Her arching body slapping into my dick made me come too, only I hadn’t any spunk to go with it. Jackie was lying in my lap, spreading her legs as wide as she could, and the now deflated cock slowly leaved her. WOW! What a length! Even now, that it was flaccid, it took minutes until all of it left her with a flop, followed by a gush of white, hot spunk.

I’ve smoothed Jackie’ dress and raised her to her feet while she was whimpering softly. Leaning against me, she stumbled out of the club on shaky legs. I had to lift her into the cabin of my car, and by the time I’ve rounded the car and entered the cabin myself, she was fast asleep.

She has slept all the way home, and I had to carry her inside, where she has slept on and on for fifteen hours on end, waking up only to relive herself and continued to sleep for thirty hours. Ihad begun to worry, but she woke up hungry as a wolf and cozy as a pussycat.

Now Jackie tells me that she is pregnant, and I don’t know-should I insist on a paternity test, or should I do the manly thing and accept BBW and her offspring as mine?

Being 42 and married for a little over a year to a cute
32 year old brunette…I preferred to go home in the
evening.

We had just finished an office wide meeting and I was
anxious to head out the door. It was my wife’s
birthday and she was picking me up from the office.
When my co-workers and I reached the lobby, a few of
them whistled. My wife was standing there blushing, in
a very short, sexy red dress that I had never seen
before. She obviously had plans for dinner at a nice
restaurant. Andy, a young partner at the firm, said,
“We always have a drink at the ‘Poison Apple’ after
work…why don’t you two join us before heading off to
dinner?”

Fool that I was, I said “How ’bout it, Jessica?” In a way
that made it clear she should say yes.

“OK…But just one drink, we have reservations in a
little over an hour.” She was a trooper. She knew
that I wanted to be ‘one of the guys’. Besides, one
drink couldn’t hurt.

As we walked over to the club, Jessica whispered in my
ear, “I’ve got plans for you, Mister, so don’t waste my
evening at this bar.” I could tell I was in for a nice
evening. Her dress was short and buttoned all the way
up the front. It was so short in fact, that she had to
hold it down in the light wind. God forbid that she
bend over for something. Her little dress didn’t
cover much.

The “Poison Apple” is a little dance club/bar with
after work regulars and a dance floor for couples.
Like most dance places, it’s rather dark. There was
only one table that would seat all eight of us, a
cramped ‘U’ shaped booth.

To show what a great guy I was, I offered to pay for
the first round. Andy sat Jessica at the head of the
table “since it’s her birthday”. The head of the
table, was the center of the “U”.

I headed off to the bar with seven different orders in
mind. Repeating them, so as not to forget.

The bar tender was slow getting around to me. I
rattled off all seven drinks (proud of myself for
remembering them all). It took a while for him to fill
the order and it took me three trips to deliver them to
the table. All of the guys were making quite a fuss
over Jessica. As I delivered the drinks, I caught some
of the conversation. They were asking her what she did
for a living… a receptionist at a dentist’s office.
What were her hobbies… blah, blah, blah… The music
was loud, but I could make out the gist of the
conversation. She was all smiles. She obviously liked
all of the attention.

As I delivered the last of the drinks, I found a chair
had been placed at the ‘foot’ of the table for me. So
everyone was sitting in the booth but me… which was
understandable, since I had been off getting the
drinks. Andy was sitting next to Jessica and I heard
him asking her “any tattoos?” The whole table chuckled
and I joined-in as Jessica just smiled and blushed.

Jessica excused herself to go to the ladies room. Rather
than clear the way for her, the guys on my right, slid
her out, across their laps.

Once she headed for the rest room the conversation
turned to other things. Sports, new clients at the
office, etc…

I started talking with Jay, to my right. “During the
week, we usually come here. On a Friday, we’ll go to
Big Al’s.” I’d heard of the strip club but had never
been there. “The girls are the best in the
country…great table dances…”, Jay said. The guys
at the other end of the table must have been talking
about the same thing, because I overheard one of them
saying, “Not often you see a girl, wearing’ a garter
belt… much less slide her ass across your lap.”

The conversation hushed a little as Jessica returned.
She waited for them to make way, but to my surprise Jay
took her by the waist and slid her across his lap and
passed her down to her place at the head of the table.
She seemed surprised, but didn’t make any comment. She
just quickly took a drink from her glass. The guys at
the other end of the table resumed their conversation
with her. I couldn’t make out the conversation over
the music, but I could tell that they were teasing her,
because she was giggling a lot. I went back to talking
with Jay.

He was telling me all about Big Al’s. I was looking
forward to a Friday office meeting…so I could tag
along afterwards. While I talked with Jay, I glanced
at Jessica every once in a while to see if she was ready
to go.

The conversation at the other end of the table was a
little quieter now…so they must have stopped teasing
her. She seemed to be more relaxed because she was
leaning back in the booth and seemed to be breathing
deeper. I glanced up again, to see that her eyes
weren’t even open at one point. Her drink must be
getting to her, I suspected.

I decided to let her enjoy it…since it was her
birthday and all. When she opened her eyes and saw
that I was looking at her…she jumped a little and
must have hit Andy because his whole arm shook. She
smiled sheepishly and gulped down the rest of her gin
and tonic.

I smiled at her…she must have almost dosed off and
felt silly about it, I reasoned. Andy offered to pay
for the next round. I said, “It’s up to Jessica…we
have about a half hour, do you want to stay for another
drink.” Jessica sheepishly said, “Sure,” and everyone at
her end of the table laughed and hooted. Andy passed
the money down to me and as I walked away to the bar, I
heard someone saying, “my turn.”

Once again, it took quite a while at the bar, and three
trips to deliver the drinks. I noticed on each trip
that people had changed seats. So it took me a while
to get the right drink to the right person. Finally I
sat back down and resumed my conversation with Jay (who
was still sitting in the same seat…although he kept
looking down at the other end of the table).

Jessica was relaxing again…leaning back in her seat and
seemed to be gripping the edge of the table with both
hands. Cory was leaning towards her and whispering
something in her ear. It was cramped at that end of
the table so Cory was right next to her. He was also
gesturing fervently with his hand under the table, as
if driving home an important point.

Jessica closed her eyes again… as though she was trying
to remember something. The guy next to Andy nudged
him and traded places with him. He seemed to want to
get in on the conversation that Cory and Jessica were
having. He also gestured under the table… apparently
in opposition to Cory. Finally, Jessica gasped rather
loudly…apparently exasperated with their
conversation. She leaned forward and opened her eyes
and took a another deep drink of her Gin and Tonic.

Jay was telling me about some of the group’s wild
evenings at the strip club. A little later when I
looked up. Jessica was leaning over the table and
filling her bowl with peanuts from the basket in the
middle of the table. It was a bit of a reach, so she
was leaning on her elbows as she did it… and it
seemed to take quite a while.

The guys on either side of her where leaning back
behind her… apparently to make room for her. Her
eyes had sort of a glazed look, I wondered if she might
have had too much to drink. She sat back down and the
guys next to her helped her eat the peanuts.

Just a couple of minutes later she was filling her bowl
again and different guys were sitting next to her. I
couldn’t tell for sure, because it was dim, but it
looked like the guys next to her were looking up her
dress. I tried to motion to her, but she seemed
oblivious to the whole thing. ‘Oh well, Let them have
their fun,’ I thought. Just looking isn’t going to
hurt anybody, I guess.

I went to the rest room and when I got back, Cory
offered to pay for the next round.

I looked at Jessica and she just nodded. There were low
chuckles around the table. I went off to get the
drinks again and notice that Jessica had apparently
returned to the conversation with Cory and the other
guy. They were both leaning in towards her. and she
apparently disagreed with both of them…because she
was gesturing wildly at both of them under the
table…probably shaking a finger at them both. It
must have been good humored fun, because the guys
didn’t seem offended by her scolding.

The bartender took his time again and when I returned,
Jessica was nowhere to be found. I asked Jay where she
was and just as he was telling me that she had lost an
earring under the table, I noticed the back of her head
over Andy’s lap. It was dark, but I could tell that
she was looking around, because her head was moving
around a lot. I went back for the rest of the drinks.
On my second trip she was still looking, but when I
returned with the last of the drinks… she must have
found it, because she was sitting upright… touching-
up her lipstick.

I sat down to enjoy my drink and Jessica excused herself
to the Ladies’ Room again. The guys took their time as
they slid her down the line and she trotted off to the
rest room. I noticed that Jay had moved to the other
end of the table, so I struck up a conversation with
Andy.

I didn’t even notice when Jessica got back, but she was
filling her bowl again with peanuts and Jay was
leaning-in behind her. I turned back to my
conversation with Andy. We talked for a while and
about three minutes later she was still there, leaning
over the table and resting on her elbows. When I
looked up, she grabbed her bowl and sat back quickly.
Apparently backing into Jay pretty hard. This must
have made Tom spill his drink on himself, because his
chin was all wet.

Andy, directed my attention back to our
conversation.

A little later I looked up and noticed that my wife had
undone several of the buttons of her dress. It was hot
in the bar, so that didn’t surprise me in and of
itself. What did surprise me was that her cleavage was
showing to the point that you could see the edges of
her bra cups. She just smiled at me and returned to
her conversation with Rod, a stocky black accountant
from an ivy league school. She was directly facing him
so all I could see was her back. Once again, it was
dark in the club, but for her to face him like that…
it seemed that she would almost have to be straddling
his lap… she looked over her shoulder and smiled to
me… so I knew that everything must be OK.

Andy asked me a question so I returned to the
conversation.

When I looked up again. She was sitting back in her
seat again and it looked like even more of her buttons
were undone. Her dress could fall open at any moment.
Rod distracted me by offering to pay for the next
round. Jessica said, “We’ve missed our reservations by
now…so we might as well.” Everyone laughed and I
noticed that the guys on either side of my wife were
turned-in towards her and showing her a lot of
attention.

Once again, the bartender took his time. When I
finally returned to the table, I was floored. Jessica
was leaning over the table, gripping each side tightly
with her hands and had the hem of her dress laid across
her back. Someone was apparently behind her with his
face pressed against her crotch and Rod had his hand
in the front of her dress and was pulling her bra down
and to the side. Jay was starting to help Rod by
unbuttoning more of her buttons and undoing the front
clasped bra. Jessica’s eyes were closed, but her rapid
breathing made it clear that she was on the verge of
orgasm.

I watched helplessly Rod pinched one of my wife’s
nipples and Jay maneuvered to suck on the other one.
Soon my wife gasped the same gasp I had heard earlier
in the evening. The most disconcerting thing about it
was that I was turned-on. Instead of yelling at
everyone… I delivered the drinks and went back for
the second and third trips.

When I got back Andy was at the head of the table
with my wife on his lap. She was bouncing up and
down… so I could tell that he was fucking her. Her
dress was open in front Jay and Rod were replaced by
other guys who were sucking her tits. I simply sat
down and watched as they took turns with her. Now that
I knew what was going on…she would close her eyes for
a while and then she would open them and watch me
intently as she was fucked and man-handled. At one
point, she sat on the end of the booth right next to me
and I watched her give blow jobs to all six of the guys
from my office.

She didn’t even offer to touch me, but she made sure
that I noticed when they came. Some of the cum
dribbled down her chin, but more often than not, she
would milk their dicks with her hand as she drank down
the cum in slow deliberate gulps.

Since that day, she is a regular at office functions.
The first night that I went to Big Al’s strip club, my
wife was there. She kneeled in front of each of the
guys from the office as they enjoyed the show. She
even sucked me off that night. While she was giving
blowjobs, guys had her skirt up and were sticking money
in her garter.

The only time that it bothers me is when she stops by
the office during the business day and fucks and sucks
guys while I’m working. She does it with the door
closed, but everyone (even the secretaries) knows what
is going on.

When we met, she was not a virgin, but I was only her third lover. For my last two years of school we were inseparable. We lived together the last year, and decided to marry as soon as I graduated. Both of us came from poor families, and knew that once married we’d be on our own financially.

We were in love, and married that June. I was accepted to a Masters Degree program in Minneapolis, MN, and we moved there that August. We decided that Desiree would put school on hold for a while and work to support us until I got my degree and could earn real dollars.

In 1985, jobs were not easy to come by, and Desiree scoured the papers every day, worked with employment agencies, and went on many interviews. As September approached, we were starting to get very concerned about money.

One day Desiree noticed an ad in the paper for Lingerie Models. We discussed what this meant, and thought that here was an opportunity for her to make some serious bucks. We both thought she’d be doing some print ads for newspapers or magazines. Boy were we naive.

Here is what happened on Desiree’s interview, as she told me some months later.

She had to go to a bad part of downtown Minneapolis to a club that advertised “Photograph Live Models”. Once inside, a tough looking black guy named Jerome said he was the manager, and to come back to his office for the interview. Jerome explained that in this club, guys came in and paid to take sexy pictures of the models. He told her “upfront” that any “extras” the models did, were their own business, he just wanted 20% off the top. Desiree had no idea what he was talking about, but didn’t want to let on, we needed the money.

Jerome went on to say that he’d have to see her in several outfits, take some Polaroid’s, to make sure she’d be okay for this job. He sent her off to the bathroom of his office, with a very skimpily red outfit.

After changing into it Desiree came out, very shy, but she stood in front of him for the pictures. Jerome explained that the pictures always came out better if the models were slicked down with Vaseline. So he moved close to her and started to rub Vaseline from a jar on her arms and legs. She felt his hand go into the waistband of her panties, and felt him gently feel her boobs and ass when his hands were in those regions of her scantily clad body. But because he didn’t say anything, Desiree assumed this was innocent touching as he applied the Vaseline.

Jerome took a few more pictures, and had her change into three or four different outfits. The last item he gave her was a sheer see through top, and crouch less panties. Desiree was reluctant, but he promised he’d just shoot pictures above the waste, but needed to see her in the whole outfit.

Again Desiree went along with the program. He had her sitting on a bar stool for these pictures, and moved in for a close up of her face. As he stood there, he suddenly put his free hand on her pussy, and inserted a finger before she knew what was happening.

Desiree said she pulled away, and told him to stop.  Jerome said, “I thought you might be a racist, I wouldn’t hire anyone that hates black people. I just wanted to see how you’d react.

Desiree told him that race had nothing to do with, that she was married, that she would never cheat on her husband. Ed said he didn’t believe her, and he bet she’d never in her life even kissed a black man. Desiree admitted that she hadn’t, and with pressure from Jerome, agreed to kiss him, just to show that she wasn’t a racist.

Jerome put his arms around her, and kissed her open mouthed. At first Desiree said she kept her lips together, but slowly opened up, and let him put his tongue in her mouth. The kiss lasted a long time, and Jerome began o finger her pussy again as they kissed. This time she didn’t stop him, she wasn’t sure how to react. She wanted that job and his kissing and fingering were making Desiree more aroused than she thought possible with a strange man.

As Desiree later told me, they ended up making love in his office for over a hour. When she left she had the job, and an advance on her first weeks pay. Desiree claimed the next day she was determined to let Ed know the sex was a one-time thing, and that she would not let it happen again.

Poor girl, she still didn’t know that her job was all about sex.

The next day Jerome greeted her and introduced her to Sassy who would show her the ropes. As Sassy reviewed the charges for the “Extras”, Desiree discovered that the photographers were really there for sex. However she didn’t say anything. After a while Jerome came in to ask her if she understood what the job was all about. When she said she thought so.

Jerome said, “Okay then give me a blow job, so I can see your technique.”

I guess she paused at first, but Sassy took her hand, as Jerome sat in a chair, and they both got on their knees in front of him. Sassy talked about ways to get guys to come quick, as she guided Desiree through the blowjob. When Jerome came in her mouth, Sassy turned Desiree’s head towards her, and kissed her, sucking the cum from her mouth. So there were two new experiences, blowing a black guy, and French kissing another woman… life was changing fast, she thought to herself.

And so Desiree became a working girl. I never knew what was going on; she was very vague about her work. All I knew was that our money problems were over, and my beautiful wife was happy all the time. It might have gone on like that until I graduated, but one night I decided to quit studying early and visit Desiree at work.

As I got to the place, I was uneasy, for I did have some idea of what this was all about. I went in and was greeted by a woman in a totally see-through outfit. I asked to see Desiree, and was told she’s booked for the next hour, “Let me show you pictures of some of our other models.”

Enraged, I pushed past her, through a curtained doorway, and yelled Desiree’s name. A guy (turned out to be Jerome) tackled me, and had me on the ground within seconds. I yelled, “I want to see my wife now,” and looked up to see a naked Desiree peeking out of a room. Jerome turned to her and said, “Finish your job, just come to my office when you’re done.”

She gave me a scared look, but went back in the room and shut the door. Jerome then got me up and walked me back to his office, holding my arm in a hammerlock behind my back. Once in his office, he told me to sit down and be quiet, or else he’s kick my white ass till I bled.

Jerome told me that Desiree worked for him, and that he controlled that part of her life. He told me she was a good moneymaker and his personal toy when she was in his place. “I don’t care what she does with you,” he said, “but you will not interfere with my business.”

At that point Desiree came into the room wearing only a sheer see-through robe, and slippers. He told her that he was just explaining to me about the way things worked, and now he intended to show me. “Take off that robe,” he commanded her.

As my beautiful wife stood before me, naked, next to this mean looking black guy, he squeezed one of her tits, and said, “see these, I own them now.” He took a finger and literally jammed it up her pussy, saying, “This is mine too.”

Desiree just stood there, but when he removed his finger from her pussy, and put it in her mouth she sucked it like she loved it.

At this point, Jerome told me to get out, and never to come back to his place again, unless I wanted to be a paying customer. Desiree just looked at me sadly, but never said a word. As I got up to leave, Jerome said, “Wait a second.” Then he said, “Desiree show your husband how you love my big black cock.”

Without any hesitation, Desiree fumbled with his pants, pulled out his cock, and started to suck him off. I wanted to leave, but couldn’t resist looking, and so I stayed and watched, until he pulled back slightly so I could watch him pump his sperm into my wife’s mouth, and she struggled to swallow all of it. When it was over, I left without a word.

That night, Desiree came home and told me the whole story. She told me that while at first, she did it out of fear and the need to earn money, now she loved Jerome, and loved the job too. She went on to tell me that if I went along with things, the money would be good, and she’d take care of me sexually whenever I wanted. But she also said that she had fallen in love with Jerome, and would never stop pleasing him whenever he wanted.

As I said, money was tight, and I was young, so I agreed that things would go on as they were. They would have probably, but as you can guess things changed.

My sweet innocent Desiree became more of a slut every day. With me, she was always bringing new things into the bedroom. She would french kiss my asshole, lick out my pee hole after I urinated, play with giant vibrators in front of me, and hardly ever wear any clothes at home in our apartment.

One night we ordered pizza, and she wanted me to watch; she said it would be free tonight. I stayed behind the bedroom door, and watched my wife give an unprotected blow job to this pimple faced, teenage delivery boy instead of paying for the pizza. It wasn’t to save the money, she just wanted the adventure. 

Another time, four of my friends, three guys and a girl were over for a study session when Desiree returned from work. She excused herself, and went into the bedroom, but came out 5 minutes later nude. She said, “let’s have an old fashioned orgy,” and she turned to my friend Jennifer, and                 said “come on, we can handle these four guys.”

Jennifer freaked and bolted, so Desiree turned to me, and said, “You don’t mind if I fuck your buddies do you.” When I didn’t say anything right away, Desiree went over to the first guy and started to deep kiss him. Again, I couldn’t stop watching as my wife, fucked and sucked all three of my friends.

The marriage lasted for about another 6 months. It ended, not because I couldn’t handle things, but because Desiree stopped coming home for days at a time. When I finally got the chance to ask her what was going on, she told me she’d become a “cum slave” for a group of Jerome’s friends, and that was now her first priority. Since I was at a loss for words, she gave me a video to watch. The video showed her with six black guys. It was two hours long and it showed Desiree servicing these men, one at a time, or in different combinations. She told me that this video was going to be sold in stores, and that it was the first of many she’d be starring in.

All of this was about thirteen years ago. I’ve moved on with my life, re-married, and have a family. I lost track of Desiree, and after the divorce was final, I never saw her again. The last day in court, she sat not with her lawyer, but with this black guy, and made out whenever the judge wasn’t in the room. As we left, she asked me if I wanted one final alimony payment. With that, she pulled me into the men’s room, and gave her black friend a blowjob, which I watched along with about seven other men in the room. When she was done she kissed my cheek then disappeared from my life.

I guess the one final confession I have to make, is that I kept the video Desiree had given me. And to this day whenever I want to get really turned on, I’ll play that video, and it never fails to get me off. Sometimes I just masturbate to it, but many times I watch it before joining my wife it bed. On those times, she never fails to say, “What got into you tonight, you’re a wild man.” 

So in a way, Desiree helps keep my marriage exciting.

When I got there I was pleasantly surprised to see that the place was deserted, since it was late and I didn’t really feel like talking. Besides, it was after midnight, so I figured I’d be pretty much by myself. I decided to do the clothes on my back as well, so I pulled my gym bag of spare workout clothes out of the car and went into the bathroom to change. Since no one was there, I was wearing a ratty t-shirt and cutoffs, with no sock or underwear. I threw everything into the washers, and started them all up.

I watched the clothes rotate, but quickly became bored, so I pulled out a book and started to read,. Just then, the door opened up, bringing a refreshing cool breeze into the humid air of the place. In walked a huge duffel bag wearing Birkenstocks and red hair. At least that was the impression I got. The bag hit the floor with an “Ooof” and I saw what was carrying the bag, He was hot, with ginger hair and freckles, and a body by Nautilus. Although he was short, everything was there, and definitely in the right place. He smiled at me and asked if any of the washers were still open. I laughed, and pointed him to the two washers in the place that I had not taken over.

“Sorry,” I told him. “Every stitch of stuff that I own is in these washers.”

“That’s OK,” he said, “two should be more than enough.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a roll of quarters. Checking the price on the machines, he blanched slightly. “Crap, I didn’t realize how much these were. Do you have some laundry soap I could borrow? I don’t think I have enough for washing and drying if I buy soap.”

“Sure,” I told him, pointing at the jugs sitting on top of the washers, “Feel free.” As he grabbed the jug, I quickly said, “Careful! The top isn’t screw…” but I wasn’t quick enough. The large jug slipped and the cap flew off. The soap came out and splattered all over his shirt and shorts as he quickly righted it.

“SHIT!” he yelled, as he stood there dripping. “Thank god I’m wearing my swim trunks under this, I’ll have to throw this all in the wash now too.” And with that, he stripped off his shirt and dropped his drawers, giving me a beautiful shot of his hot twink ass. He was wearing Speedo swim trunks, the tiny ones that are just barely not a thong. “Sorry,” he said, “This is all I have left.”

“Doesn’t bother me in the least!” I said with a smirk on my face. “But you better hope the owner doesn’t come in, or he might have you arrested for indecent exposure.” As I said this, he turned around and I saw the front of the Speedos, and the piece of fuck-stick he was packing into it. “Or with starting a riot!”

He immediately began to blush, which I always find so cute. Redheads really are kind of screwed when they get embarrassed, since no matter what you can always see it on their face. I laughed again, and waved him to a seat. “Take a load off! Hey, I feel bad, I should have screwed that on tighter. You want a coke?” He nodded thanks as he finished starting his laundry and flopped into the chair.

I went over to the machine and grabbed a couple of cokes and a bag of chips. I really didn’t want chips that much, but it was worth it. I placed the cokes on top of the chips machine, and I was able to catch him in the glass of the machine checking out my ass as I stretched to reach them. I also noticed him looking very intensely at me as I squatted down to get the chips out.

“Here,” I told him as I handed him the cold coke. I ran my fingers across his chest as I said, “I really to feed kind of bad about that. Did you get any on you?”

He immediately began to blush, and stammered that he didn’t think so.

I asked him, “Did you check in the mirror yet?” and pulled him up out of his seat and toward the bathroom.

He really wasn’t fighting at all, so I figured that we were in good shape for a fun time. When I glanced at his lap as I pulled him up, I noticed the head of his cock was peeking out the top of the Speedos, and when I saw that I knew that he was definitely interested.

When I got him in the bathroom, I closed the door behind us and pulled him over to the mirror. I reached around from behind and ran my fingers down his chest. “Nope, looks like you’re clean,” I whispered in his ear as my fingers trailed down to the exposed tip of his cock. “Or maybe you are a little dirty after all!” I slid my hands into his Speedos as he sighed at my touch, and melted back against my body.

He leaned back, and I could spot him closing his eyes in the mirror, so I leaned down and gently kissed his neck, causing a shiver to run through his body. Hooking my fingers into his briefs I slid them down exposing his cock and balls. It was everything I had hoped for. The cock was at least 8 inches long, with a girth of at least 2 inches. The head was bigger, mushroom shaped, and a bright purplish red. His balls were large and bare. His whole groin was shaved, which really turned me on. I love a man that keeps his playground clean.

I reached my hand back around him and started to fondle his cock and balls, watching them strain in the mirror. His breathing was already getting heavy, and I really liked where this was going. Pulling back, I turned him around and pushed him onto the top of the toilet tank. Quick as a snake, my head darted down to his, and I swallowed him in one quick gulp. He hit the back of my throat and didn’t even stop. I guess all that deep throat practice was going to pay off this time. I felt his cock head enter my throat and I couldn’t help myself, I swallowed, massaging the head with my tonsils.

“Jesus!” he groaned, “I’ve never done anything like this before!”

That was enough to make me stop and pull back. “What? Never?” I said, with a twinkle in my eye, “Or do you mean hardly ever?”

“Never,” he said, his voice going huskier with need. “I’ve never been with a man before, and my girlfriend has never gone down on me. She says I’m too big for her.”

I chuckled as I replied, “Nope, sorry Charlie. She must just be one of those people that doesn’t get the whole oral thing. I’ve never yet seen one big enough that I couldn’t fit it in.”

“Geez,” he moaned, “this is really incredible. What do you want me to do? What will make you keep doing this?”

“I thought you’d never ask!” I chuckled again, more evilly this time, as my head plunged back onto his beautiful cock. I started with a light rhythm, treating his cock like an incredible lollipop. I swirled my tongue around his head, then dropped myself full on his length, giving a little throat squeeze as he bottomed out. Then I would pull off again, and use my tongue on his shaft.

Every once and a while I would drop down onto his lovely balls and suckle them gently into my mouth. My hands meanwhile were playing with his hairless chest and twisting his gorgeous nipples. I love a smooth body, and I was really getting off on this one. I brought my hands down, and my right hand dipped between his thighs, and I wet my fingers in my mouth. As I deep throated him again, I ran my fingers up his thighs and gently started probing his tight little pucker.

“What are you doing?” he said rather breathlessly, as he tensed up. “I’m not sure if we should do this.”

I popped off his cock for a second and said, “Well, you wanted to know what I wanted to keep doing this, you’re about to find out.” As I said this, I plunged back down with my tongue, licking and sucking on his asshole, as he squealed like a little girl. His hands gripped my hair, and he started to pull me away. Just then though, my tongue penetrated his pulsing pucker, and instead he pulled my face harder toward him.

Using my tongue and one finger, I started to gently open his hole, blowing on it to watch my saliva dry, then wetting him again. I started working more into him, first the whole finger up to the root, then a second, using them to massage the inside of his passage. I popped back up to his lonely looking cock, and started sucking on it again as my fingers worked their way in and out of his bottom. He was panting pretty hard now, so I was pretty sure he was ready for the next step. As I deep throated him, I plunged 3 then 4 fingers into his now loose asshole and started massaging his prostrate. His breathing became high and fast.

“I’m going to come!” he panted, “I’m going to come now!”

Just then I dropped all the way down on his tool, and at the same time tweaked his prostate in just the right way. He groaned as he started shooting his massive load straight down my gullet. I never even tasted the first couple of shots as they went right to my stomach, but I pulled up enough that I could get a good mouthful of his tasty cum. I had to swallow a couple of times, as he just kept shooting. I felt the pulsations slow to a stop, so I stroked his prostrate a couple of more times and was rewarded with one final mouthful of cum.

Popping up, I grabbed the back of his head and kissed him hard. Like the bitch he was turning into, he opened his mouth immediately, and I passed him is own cum, using my tongue to swab it all through his mouth. He groaned against me, then I felt him swallow his own cum. At the moment, I knew he was mine.

Dropping my shorts to the floor, I immediately pressed my near naked body against him. He reached out and ripped my shirt right off my chest, and began running his hands all over my chest and body. I felt his hand on my nipples as I got myself positioned between his thighs again. I attacked his mouth again, forcing my tongue into his mouth as I pressed my pre-cum soaked cock up against his virgin hole.

I could feel him tremble beneath me, and I knew that he was trying not to tense too much as my head began to prod between his cheeks. Fortunately for us both, he never saw my cock, or this might never have happened. My 10 inch coke bottle width cock pressed hard against his whole, and when he groaned, “It’s too big!” I merely grunted that he only thought that because it was his first time.

My head slipped into his pucker, and stopped right up against the pucker. I began to bear down on him as I ran my hand from his hair down his neck, until I reached his pecs. I kissed him hard again as I tweaked his nipple hard, and shoved deep into his virgin ass.

I felt the vibration of his scream of pain against my teeth as he started to fight me off, but I held him down and stayed where I was, letting his body get used to the pain. As the pain faded, he started to relax, and then he started to try to get more of me in him. I could feel his dick growing hard against my stomach as I started to push and push, trying to get my whole cock up inside him.

He still had tears running down his cheeks as I finished pushing into him, but it was obvious that he had gotten to the point of learning just how much fun a cock up the ass can really be. I started to move around, but it was obvious that I wasn’t going to last long. The lead up was more than enough to make me boil, and plugging into this hot ass was all I needed to send me over the edge.

He moaned as he felt the hot come blast deep into him. As I finished exploding, I gave him another long lingering kiss then pulled slowly out of his bottom. “My god!” he exclaimed, “I have never felt anything like that before! That was incredible. What did it feel like to you?”

“Maybe it’s about time you found out!” I told him as I leaned against the wall and pulled him by his now hard dick toward me. I turned around and assumed the position against the wall as he quickly placed his soaked cock against my well traveled back door. He quickly got into a rhythm, and I was groaning and moaning as I felt his sausage slide over my prostate. His big mushroom head rode back and forth over that little sucker like he’d done this a million times. It wasn’t long, even with his earlier eruption, that my well trained ass had him ready to blow. He thrust hard into me one more time, and I felt him going off. I used every trick I knew to milk his cock of its pearly juices. As I finished up, he slumped against me and kissed the side of my neck.

“That was amazing,” he whispered in my ear. “Better than anything I’ve ever done with my girlfriend.”

I turned inside his arms and gave him one final kiss, then reached down to pull on my tattered shorts. “Maybe you need a new girlfriend. Or maybe a new boyfriend,” I said with a smile on my face. I reached into the pocket and pulled out my business card case, and handed him a card. “Give me a call, anytime.”

Around the house my mother used to wear the skimpiest dresses, in fact they were dresses that had the sleeves cut off and the length shortened, she also wore them when she slept. When people came around the house she would quickly run into her bedroom and put on a long overall; but most off the time she just wore her little dresses. My mother had liked to live in total comfort, so she never wore a bra or knickers around the house.

When we watched television I would sit next to her, and because I was taller than her, I would stare down at her breasts. She had the most amazing breasts I had ever seen; they were like a pornstar’s breasts, but bigger and softer. She had good-sized nipples that would show through her dress. When she sat on the sofa she would move around a lot, which meant that her dress that was already half way up her thigh would go even higher.

At first I would simply watch my mother from all angles and them go and toss over her in the bathroom. But as I got older and I wanted fulfilling I started to make my moves, to which my mother was ignorant. At night I would pretend I couldn’t sleep and I would come and sleep next to my mother. She and my father both slept like logs, so with her permission I would lie next to her on the bed. I always had to lie on my stomach to conceal my raging boner. After they were both asleep I would put my arm around her and cop a feel of her breasts and sometimes I would slide her dress up and put my hands on her thighs and her ass-cheeks. After a few hours I would go back to my bed and wank like a horny rabbit. I did this until I was about 15 or 16, then I started to fuck girls my own age and go out a lot, meaning that I hardly ever spent any time at home.

When I started going to college I would spend a lot more time at home, and not go out with girls every night of the week. Over the last two years when I was very sexually active, I did a lot of penis enlargement exercises and I also went to the gym 3 or 4 times a week. This meant that I had a very good body, which a lot of girls found irresistible, and I also had penis that a pornstar would have been proud of; it was about 8½ inches long and it was fatter than any sausage I had ever seen.

Over the past couple of years my mother would sleep alone at night, this was because my father would not be at home. He had a lot of money and had the body and looks of a 28 year old, my mother knew he was out getting his cock sucked by some young long legged blonde, but she never said anything because she couldn’t do anything without him.

After a while, on the days that my father wasn’t home I would sleep in next to my mother pretending I was just keeping her company. Sometimes I would give her back rubs, these firstly started with me rubbing her shoulders and her back while she had her dress on. A few weeks later I would get her to sit over the edge of the bed while I massaged her legs, then I would move on to her thighs and massage them; while doing this I would get peaks at her upper thigh and pussy area, but I couldn’t get a clear view of her pussy as she never opened her legs properly. One day I got some massage oil and I asked her if she would give me a massage and she gave me one without any questions asked. A few days later I was in bed while she was brushing her teeth and I noticed that she was wearing a bra and matching knickers. She came and stood next to the bed and handed me a little bottle of massage oil and asked me if I could give her a massage. I accepted with evident enthusiasm. I looked at her and told her to lie down on the bed, then he did something thing that made my dick get harder than it had ever gotten before; she took of her dress over her head, she took her time while doing this, which meant that I could get a very good look of her body while her eyes were covered. Then she laid chest down on the bed so that I could rub the oil on her back, her face was turned away from me so I looked at her every curve in her body and I started and drooled over her huge and plentiful ass. She was wearing her thong kind of knickers, which made her ass-cheeks look even better. So I started by putting some oil on the upper back and shoulders and I massaged it for a little while, then I moved further down her back where I encountered her bra strap. I fiddled with the bra strap for a little pretending I didn’t know how to unhook it, but the truth was I was an expert when it came to unhooking a girl’s bra strap. I was simply wasting time so she could tell me to stop what I was doing or to give me permission to do it.

“First bring the hooks together, and then unhook them.” she said hesitantly

“Oh I see” I replied as I easily undid the strap.

Then I started to rub her whole back, I had a little trouble getting to her other side so, while she was laying on her back I put one leg over her and sat on her back. I did not put all my weight down, but while sat in that position many thoughts went through my head, my fantasies were taking place. Then I climbed off her back and I started to massage her lower back, with every stroke I would move her knickers down further exposing her lovely ass-crack. As I did this she did not oppose, though she was perfectly aware of what I was doing. I was too afraid to pull her kickers all the way off and I was afraid to ask her to turn over. I hesitated and thought about what I was doing, then my mom started to get up a moved back a little and covered my throbbing penis with a blanket.

She sat up on the bed, with her fat juicy tits dangling in front of my face and with obvious wetness in her panties

“Let mommy give you a massage now honey!” she said in her inviting and sweet voice.

I thought that she just wanted to give me a massage and she hadn’t noticed her breasts were on show and so I instinctively shouted;

“No! Thanks I’m fine”

I was afraid she would see my enraged cock be appalled at the thought of her own son having sexual feeling for her.

“Come on, honey! You deserve it” she insisted

“Please, mom! I’m fine I don’t need a massage” I argued

But she leaned towards me and said seductively “ I would make me very happy!”

So I had no choice but to agree. I was hoping she would massage me while I had my clothes on, but she grabbed the massage oil bottle and told me to take off my shirt.

I did not know what to do, I knew if took of my shirt my rod would be exposed trough the light material shorts I was wearing, while on the other had I could not refuse to take my shirt off as it would make her even more suspicious. So, I twitched and fiddled for a little while hoping my cock would relax, but it didn’t work; so I slowly and teasingly took my shirt off over my head; hoping for the best. Then I let it cover my eyes for a few seconds, while my huge and swollen cock was on view to my mother, I then completely removed my shirt. I looked at my mother and she did not look at all surprised; there was no way that my mother could have not seen my cock; I thought to myself. I looked into her eyes, while her eyes were scanning my muscular and defined upper body. She nudged closer to me; ignoring my rod that was literarily poking into her thigh; and she put some oil on my bare chest and then she began to rub it a little more. Then she poured loads of oil on my chest and her eyes watched the beads of oil trickle down my six-pack and then into my shorts. She just looked at my bulging cock for a while and then looked at me. In her eyes I could she that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I took a deep breath, while she put her legs around me and pushed me flat on my back. She teased me by rubbing my stomach and grabbing my nipples, then she kissed me on my chest, then she kissed my all over my stomach, then she got off the bed and put her head between my legs and kissed my thumping cock gently. I started to groan with pleasure, which she used as a signal to remove my shorts. She wrapped her moist lips around my rock hard cock, she managed to get the head into her mouth, but she was struggling to get anymore of it in there. So I assisted her by thrusting my hips forward, it seemed to the trick; she slobbered and slurped over my cock like a hungry and deprived hoe. I grabbed her hair and I started moving her head in the direction I wanted. I could see that she was struggling for air and so I pulled her head off my penis.

She then stood up, I stood up in front of her and told her to stand still, as I began to suck on her neck, I felt her nipples poking into my chest and so I started sucking on them while she stood there moaning and groaning. I suck and nibbled on her tits like they were covered in honey. Then I went down on my knees, my face was in front of her hot and steamy pussy. I teased her by kissing her inner thigh and occasionally running my tongue over her kickers. Then I slowly removed her knickers with my mouth and looked up at her face, she grabbed my head and buried it among her moist and steamy love hole. As I licked her clit she bit her lips to stop herself for moaning with pleasure. I continued to clean out her pussy; my middle finger on my left hand was deep into her ass hole, while my right hand was fondling her warm and soft breast. My mother’s pussy was wet, steamy and yearning for my cock that was throbbing like mad.

I got up and gently laid my mom onto the bed, I slowly then climbed over her, I opened her legs wide apart; her pussy was still tight after I ate it for so long. I grabbed my dick and rubbed it on her clit, she began to moan and play with her breasts, she couldn’t take it any more, and she grabbed hold of my cock and tried to guide it into her pussy. She struggled, as the huge piece of meat was just too big for her tight hole, I assisted her by using my hips to satisfy her pussy’s craving for my dick. After a lot of effort I got it in and I stared down at her, she looked back at me, there was an awkward moment of silence, in which both of us thought about what we were doing. Then I realized I’m fucking the woman that I have being tossing off over for years, this was a dream come true for me, so I began thrusting my hips causing my balls to smack up against my mother’s exposed ass. I grabbed her shoulders and I fucked her even harder, she was moaning and groaning, as if she had never had sex before.

My mothers body was steaming body, I was just getting started; I continued to thrust my cock into her abyss, when I remembered I wasn’t wearing a condom; wasn’t prepared to her my mom pregnant so I yanked out my cock, and stepped of the bed. My mom didn’t realize why I did this, so she got a little worried and lay there looking at me anxiously. The way she looked at me with her legs open and her pussy showing made me want to take charge; I was bigger and much stronger than her.

I grabbed her hips and turned her over, leaving her plentiful ass on view, I was pretty sure my mom hadn’t been ass fucked before so I wanted to start off easy. I put my tongue between her warm ass cheeks and I started to lick out the crack gently. I did this for a while, then I gradually got rougher, I took occasional nibbles with my teeth, then I moved my head out of her crack and took a deep breath. I enjoyed the sight of her ass as I gazed at it one more time, then I just slapped her right cheek, I watched her body quiver after the slap.

I clutched my cock and moved in, I rested my cock on her ass crack before I jammed it in her hole. I took another deep breath and started to push my cock into her ass hole, like her pussy this was extremely tight and I struggled and experienced a lot of pain as I was shoving it in. She pulled her ass cheeks apart with her hands, which helped my pole go in smoothly. I grasped her hips firmly and slowly started to pump her, and then I gradually started to make the movements forceful. Then I lifted her up slightly, while my cock was lodged in firmly, and I moved back, so that both of our feet were on the floor, now with my right hand I grabbed a handful of her hair and I continued to ride her. She was groaning like mad, I wanted to hear groan even more, so I started to squeeze her dangling breasts with my left hand. Her groaning didn’t get any louder, so I let go of her breast and started to slap her ass, she responded by getting louder and moving her body to make my penetration even more powerful.

After a few minutes of pure anal penetration, I got up and looked around, I noticed wooden chest in the corner of my room; I pulled my mom over to the chest and I seated her on it. Then I put my hands behind her knees and lifted her legs up and spread them apart, leaving her clit exposed for a real thrashing. I command her to guide my love pole into her gaping hole, and he did as she was instructed. As I fucked her head pounded against the wall and my balls again pounded against her ass. After fucking her for a while longer I got tired of doing the work, so I pulled out my dick and I raised her of the wooed chest, after this I sat down on the chest. She stood in front of my, not knowing what to do, I could see how very inexperienced she was when it came to fucking, so I told her to come and sit on my dick. She seemed confused as she slowly moved towards me, gripped her firmly and put her into position, where she was sitting on my lap with my dick deeply wedged into her pussy. Then I told her to bounce, she started off slowly, and then as she became more comfortable she began to bounce faster and harder, this is when I started to groan. She matched my groaning with her moaning; I clutched her loose breasts and I squeezed them, then she put her hands under my ass and she squeezed my ass as hard as I was squeezing her breasts, we were both being pleasured immensely.

For a few more minutes I sat on the wooden chest with my mom annihilating my penis, then her I felt a sudden blast of heat around my penis, my mom had cum, she had the greatest orgasm of her life. I wasn’t finished, I wanted her to make me cum, and so I pushed her to the floor, commandingly, and I gripped her hair, once more, and guided her head to my throbbing penis longing for fulfillment. She aggressively swallowed my penis, and she began to suck like mad, she tried her best to make me cum, but I was mot ready yet. I brought her to her feet and then flung her onto the bed. I then climbed on the bed and stuck my dick into her moth. I was in the sort of position, where my keens were by her sides and my balls were dangling over her chin. Then I thrust my dick in her moth, like her mouth was a pussy. She was using her tongue to her best of her abilities to make me cum, I started to get hot and I felt an orgasm coming on, I prodded my cock in he moth for a little while longer and then I pulled it out and held it over her breasts. I watched as my first spurt of my cum missed her breasts and landed on her chin, then I guided the rest of my juice onto her breasts. She sat up and licked the sticky hot cum off her breasts and cleaned up every last drop off my semi-erect penis.

Then she got up and put on her dress and I put on my shorts and we laid back on the bed and covered ourselves with the heavy king-size duvet. My mother came close to me and said;

“Honey, that was amazing, it was the best fuck I have ever had!”

“Mom, how comes when you saw my swollen cock, when you wanted to give me a massage, you weren’t suspired?” I asked To which my mom replied

“I’ve know you wanted to fuck me for a long time now.”

I was shocked to hear this she then continued to say;

“I’ve know this ever since you used to crawl into bed with me in the night and slowly lift my dress up, and sometimes caress my breasts with your sweaty hands”

I felt a little embarrassed and I looked away from her, she softly turned my head and whispered

“Don’t be shy, hon, I wanted you to do it. In fact I’ve been craving you for a few years now, ever since I noticed you exercising your giant penis in the shower.”

“Your cock is so much bigger and fatter than your father’s, and your body is so much harder and more desirable than your father’s, but the thing that made me want you so much is the fact that you actually desire my body. Your father stopped fucking me a long time ago.” she said, as her eyes began to fill up with tears. I pulled her towards me and I said to her;

“You’re the most attractive and desirable woman I know, and you’re one hell of a fuck, dad is just being like every other man. He can’t stay with one woman; the problem is with dad, not you mom”

I held her close and we both went to sleep in each other’s arms.