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My wife Amy lay naked on the bed, her body still glistening from our lovemaking. I slowly stroked her flat stomach and large breasts idly marveling over her gorgeous body. My attention was diverted to her vagina, it was slowly dripping out my cum. I reached down and smeared it over the out side of her pussy lips, slowly rubbing the folds of her vagina.

Out of the blue she asked, “Do you like my pussy?”

Quickly I answered, “of course I do crazy, I just came in it didn’t I?”

She smiled and then hesitated, searching for words. “I mean its kind of wrinkly and loose.”

I thought about how to reply to that… “I like it, its kind of slutty, makes me want to fuck you,” I replied jokingly, but actually serious. Amy liked feeling dirty in bed, and I loved it.

She laughed and said, “You’re weird,” then pushed me.

“Why is you’re pussy like that?” I asked innocently.

Her smile evaporated.

She looked like she was struggling with herself.

“Remember open and honest in the bed room,” I said, trying to prod her.

“You promise you won’t be mad with me?” she said.

“Of course not,” I said quickly, starting to get excited. I sensed she was about to tell me something dirty. My curiosity was overwhelming.

“Fine,” she said resolutely, “I used to have a boyfriend with a really big dick, he always fucked me really hard and after a while my pussy started to look like that.” “Are you mad?” she asked.

“No,” I hesitated in anticipation. “Was he black?” I asked.

I had always had a fantasy about seeing my wife with a well-endowed black man. The thought of a huge black shaft sliding into her body really turned me on. I could always come to the thought of her pussy stretched impossibly tight around a monster dick. Finally I had an opening to bring it up.

Amy looked perplexed at the question.

“No, Why do you ask that?” was her reply.

It surprised and disappointed me that she said that. I though quickly and changed the subject. “Did you like being fucked by such a big dick?” she looked concerned, and I added quickly, “It’s ok you can tell me, I won’t be mad.”

Movement caught her eye and she glanced down and saw that my dick was starting to get hard. She started at it and was silent for a minute. Her eyes glazed over as she stared at my now fully erect 6″ dick, as if remembering what it felt like to have her pussy stretched around a fat cock.

She snapped out of it and replied huskily, “yes.”

She looked up at me and said, “I guess that turns you on huh?” giggling nervously.

“I guess so,” I replied giggling just as nervously.

“So why did you ask if he was black?” she said more seriously.

Very happy that she asked the question I replied, “Because all black guys have really big dicks.” “You’ve never seen a black man naked before?” I added.

“No”

Half jokingly I said, “Maybe we should watch some porn with some black guys in it.”

My wife and I watched porn regularly. She even enjoyed watching some pretty dirty stuff and was more than willing to act it out afterwards. I was very happy when she smiled and said OK.

Later that night I got on the Internet and started looking around. There were so many different adult movies with black men fucking white women it was hard to decide. After getting very horny and impatient, I decided to go all out and get a gangbang creampie DVD. As an afterthought, I went to the toys section and started looking at dildos. We already owned many toys. Amy loved being double penetrated and double vaginal insertion. She was so slutty in bed and it really turned me on.

I decided to get two of them a medium size and a large, both of them black.

When the package came in I was shocked. Both dildos were much bigger than I thought. The medium was about 12 inches and 2 inches thick. The large was 16 inches long and 4 inches wide. The thought of that huge shiny black shaft in my wife’s pussy made my dick rock hard.

That night I got some whine into Amy and suggested we watch some porn, she readily agreed as usual. I popped in the DVD without her seeing what it was. The only sound she made the whole movie was ragged breathing. A beautiful white woman walked onto the screen, lay naked on the bed and started masturbating. Large black men started walked into the room and started rubbing her body. They took off their clothes and all of them had massive dicks. They proceeded to fuck her repeatedly in every hole in her body at the same time. They even double fucked her pussy, cum was soon dripping out of her quickly stretching pussy and ass and her orgasmic wails were continuous.

I started to worry that my wife was not enjoying the movie till I looked down at her crotch. Her panties were completely soaked through.

I reached down and slid two fingers in my wife’s dripping pussy. She closed her eyes and moaned.

I leaned over and whispered, “So I guess that turned you on?” a little nervously at the break in silence.

“Oh, Yeeeesss,” she moaned as she pushed her hips against my fingers.

I was surprised that she readily admitted to enjoying the nasty site of the slut getting fucked like that. I got very excited.

“I have a present for you gorgeous,” I whispered, very encouraged.

“Oh, yes please fuck me.”

“Not yet,” I said as I withdrew my soaking fingers.

I pulled out the medium sized dildo as her eyes opened. They flew wide at the site of it and quickly closed as she let out a little whimper and spread her legs. She definitely wanted it in her pussy. I drug the tip down her chest and she started undulating her hips up and down. I could almost see her shiny wet pussy lips quivering in anticipation. I laid the weight of it against her pussy and she moaned loudly. She moved her hips up and her pussy slid up the shaft leaving a shiny smear of cunt juice. The dildo was too long for her to get to the tip and push it in. She moaned in frustration.

I had never seen my wife so aroused, and it made my dick throb in anticipation.

“You want this huge dick in that slutty little pussy of yours don’t you?” I whispered seductively.

“Oh god yes,” she whispered almost begging, “Please.”

I grabbed the dildo and began to smear the tip across the entrance to her hole. She moaned louder and pushed her hips toward the dildo. I couldn’t believe my wife was about to fuck such a big dick. I started pushing and was surprised how easy the dick slid in her. Her pussy lips spread tight around it and swallowed the whole length of it. Amy spread her legs as the dick slid in and let out a scream of ecstasy.

“Oh god, that feels good!!” she moaned loudly as I started sliding the entire length of it in and out of her soaking cunt. Her pussy looked so hot with the shiny wet black cock sliding in and out of it that I could have cum if I touched my dick.

“Please fuck me in the ass with that in my pussy,” she begged.

I wasn’t about to argue. “You want another dick in you, you dirty girl?” I asked as she got on her hands and knees.

“Yeeeessss!!” she moaned.

Her pussy looked stretched even tighter from the top. I marveled at it as I started pushing my dick into her ass. Pussy juice had already been dripping off the dildo down her ass crack and when she pushed back on my dick, its full-length slid into her. She screamed in pleasure and pushed back on both dicks, forcing them deeper into her. I couldn’t believe how tight her ass was, and I almost came right away.

I held my dick still and said, “You like all that dick in your body don’t you, you little slut.”

“Oh yeeess, I feel so full! It makes me feel so dirty,” she almost yelled.

“You want to feel like that girl in the porn don’t you? Getting used by all those huge blacks cocks like the nasty slut you are don’t you?” I accused.

“YES!!!” she screamed as she started to cum. She moaned loudly and arched her back. Her legs started to tremble, and she pushed her dick filled ass and pussy back trying to get more in her. I felt her start to contract on my dick as the massive orgasm hit her. It was too much for me. I started pounding the huge dick in her pussy, and she started screaming. I felt my dick convulse, and I started pumping her tight ass full of cum.

“Cum you whore, cum all over both these dicks!” I yelled through her screaming.

Her contractions subsided and we lay down in silence breathing heavily for a minute. We were still coupled together with the obscene dick still sticking out of her pussy.

My dick started to shrink and I felt some cum run out of her ass. I slid my dick out and pulled the dildo out of her soaked cunt with some effort. The folds of her pussy lips stuck to the outside, her hole not wanting to let it go. Amy whimpered a little in protest.

I knew she wanted more; hell the way she acted I was sure she could fuck that dick all night. I wanted her aching for more though, unsatisfied by the dildo and wanting the real thing. After seeing that dick fuck her and how slutty she acted, I wanted to see her fuck the real thing too.

“Well that was fun,” I said light heartedly.

“Mmmmmmm….yeah it was,” she mumbled as she squeezed her legs together, “wow, I came so hard.”

“I guess you liked your present then, huh?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she giggled, “fuck me with it again.”

“Don’t worry I will,” I promised, “you looked so fucking hot with that big black dildo in buried your pussy.”

Still horny I saw the nearly imperceptible movement of her clenching her holes with desire as she said, “God… I felt so fucking hot.”

Encouraged, I decided to go for it. “Ummm…my dick is getting hard again just thinking of the real thing in you.”

Silence

I waited, secretly impatient at what she would say.

She was a smart girl and knew exactly what I was up too by now. I knew she would have to weigh the repercussions of her answer. It was exactly why I left her so horny.

“Why, would you like to see me get fucked by a black guy?”

I smiled behind her. That was my dirty girl! Take the bait.

“I don’t know,” I had to say, “would you like to feel the real thing?”

“Yeah,” she admitted reluctantly, “but wouldn’t that make you mad?”

“No, I don’t think so. It would turn me on too much,” I replied.

“Why does that turn you on?”

“You know how much I love it when you act slutty, and that’s about as dirty as you get,” I replied half laughing.

“So you could watch your wife getting fucked by a black guy?” she shot back.

“Only if I could fuck my nasty slut once he’s done with you,” I said and kissed her.

All in now I thought as I continued to kiss her, giving her time to think about it.

I rolled on top of her without breaking the kiss and slid my now rock hard cock in her still soaking wet pussy. I could feel it was still stretched out from the big dildo.

“God your just fucked pussy feels so good,” I said breaking the kiss.

“Umm…You like that baby?” she half moaned.

“Oohh yeah I do”

“You want that big dick back in you?” I whispered.

“Yeah,” she moaned clenching her pussy on my dick.

I pulled out and slid the huge rod back in her aching cunt. Her toes curled and she moaned as the full length buried itself in her.

I fucked her slowly and forcefully as she wreathed, impaled on the big dick.

“Do you wish this was real, baby?” I asked huskily.

“OHH YES!!” she almost screamed.

“Will you fuck a black guy for me?” I asked.

“Oh God I want to!!!” she screamed as she started to cum.

One week later my wife is sucking my dick as I drive. She’s already horny as hell. Dressed like a delicious slut in high heels, thigh high stockings, a very short skirt with no underwear and a shirt her ample breasts are ready to pop out of, we are on our way to find her a big black dick. We barley get there before I have to cum in her mouth I’m so excited.

We pull into a pretty unsavory bar and Amy struts inside, everybody stares. We sit down at the bar and start taking shots while we survey the room. The only black guys inside are pretty thug looking, and they were all in a group together in the back of the bar. Amy is starting to get a little drunk by now and keeps glancing at the group of six very large men.

“You see one you like gorgeous?” I ask.

“Uh huh,” she replies huskily, ” lets go play pool next to them.”

They all stare at her as we walk over and rack the balls. They really start staring and making comments when my wife starts playing. First they got a damn good look at her tits as she bent over the table and they had to see her entire shaved pussy when she straddled the table and bent over to hit a far away ball. She was taking her time aiming too.

At this point I’m getting very excited and very scared. My wife is acting like such a slut and I could tell by the black men’s attention that anyone of them would fuck her.

One of them got brave and came over to talk to her, lightly touching her half naked ass. They were laughing together and she put her hand on his stomach. With this encouragement the rest came over and suddenly she was surrounded.

I was getting worried things seemed like they were getting out of control. I knew my wife was drunk and very horny, and from what I could see not protesting any of their advances. I wondered how she was going to pick one out from the fondling mess. I caught a glimpse of her ass, her legs were spread and the inside of her thighs looked moist. Her pussy was dripping wet. I knew something was definitely going to happen.

I grabbed her arm through the men and pulled her partly out.

“Are you okay baby?” I asked.

She gave me lustily mischievous look. “I’m fine, everything is fine. Why don’t you go home and leave me to take care of things. I’ll be there soon, and I’ll come get you when I’m ready.”

“You want me to leave you here with them?” I asked incredulously.

“I’ll be fine baby. Trust me everything is under control,” she said as she grabbed my dick. To my surprise it was rock hard. With that she returned to the attention of the six men.

What was I to do? I went home.

I waited scared shitless at what was going to happen. What seemed like an eternity was only twenty minutes when I heard voices. Many voices. Oh shit, what was going on. It sounded like she had brought all six men home with her.

I got really worried and debated going out and doing something when I realized my dick was throbbing. I reached down and rubbed it, god I was turned on. My dick prevailed, so I lay down on the bed and waited.

I heard them move into the bedroom, now I could hear better. I heard muffled voices and laughing for while. Then a shock went through my body when I head Amy’s load moan of pleasure.

Oh my god, my wife was getting fucked in the room next to me. I reached down and started masturbating to the sounds of sex coming from the walls. I could tell my slut of a wife was enjoying herself by the passionate cries of pleasure. I heard men grunting and the walls started to shake rhythmically. I imagined what was happening in the next room and I came all over myself.

I laid there for a while till my curiosity overwhelmed my fear. I got up and went to the door that separated the rooms. The moans and cries of pleasure got lauder as I stood there holding the doorknob. I stirred up some courage and opened the door.

I stood there frozen in shock looking at the nastiest sight of my slut wife. There was Amy completely naked shaking in the convulsions of a huge orgasm. Around her stood six of the biggest blackest very naked men shining in sweat. All of their dicks were enormous and rock hard. The smallest looked to be at least ten inches and as thick as my wrist. The smell of sex assaulted my nostrils. My wife’s beautiful naked body was covered in sweat. Her legs were spread wide and shaking in orgasm. She was straddling on of the men, her pussy stretched tight around his shiny black dick. Another man was fucking her from behind, his enormous dick destroying her tight ass. They slammed their huge dicks in my wife’s tiny body in unison. Twelve inches of black meat soaked in pussy juice slid completely out and then buried its full length back into both her holes. When they thrust forward Amy pushed back forcing both dicks all the way in her. When they pulled out, her pussy and ass got sucked out with them. They stuck to the shiny wet shafts, not wanting to let them go.

My wife’s orgasmic convulsions were too much for them. They started fucking her harder and grunting loudly. The man fucking her ass moaned loudly and roughly buried his dick in her. He kept it in her as deep as it would go and started to spasm. He was coming in her.

She screamed in ecstasy as she felt the hot fluid fill her ass. Just then the huge dick in her pussy started pumping its load deep inside her stretched out hole. Both men moaned loudly, and Amy continued screaming as they pumped both her holes full of cum. Amy’s orgasm was heightening even more as she felt the hot liquid filling her body. She pushed back on the twitching dicks, pushing them deeper as they continued to spasm load after load into her. Cum started leaking out of her nasty holes. It sliding in ropes down her legs, mingling with the sweat and sticky pussy juice.

My wife moaned incoherently in a frenzy of sexual satisfaction. The men slid their dicks out of her and she whimpered. Amy kept her ass in the air. Her just fucked holes hanging open obscenely. Cum flowed out of her ass into the gaping hole of her pussy, then down her twitching legs and onto the bed.

A man with the biggest dick I have ever seen lay down on the bed. It was rock hard and pulsating with veins, the huge purple head swollen immensely. Amy saw it and like the slut she is immediately straddled him. She rubbed the huge head all over the cum soaked folds of her pussy. She sat down and I couldn’t believe how easily the massive cock buried its full length in her cunt. She moaned loudly with pleasure and fresh cum squeezed out the side of her hole to make room for the invasion. I couldn’t help but wonder how much cum he had just pushed into the deepest parts of my wife’s nasty pussy. Another huge black man immediately got behind her and started working his cock into her still gaping ass. She screamed in pleasure as she was once again completely filled with dick.

They started to fuck her. Cum and cunt juice mingling to make a white foamy froth on their shiny black shafts.

Amy was lost in sick pleasure. I closed the door unnoticed and laid down on the bed. I realized I had cum while watching my nasty slut of a wife getting gangbanged and filled with cum. I thought what it would feel like to slide my dick in her well used holes and my dick started to get hard again. My wife was a true slut and I found myself loving her for it.

I awoke to the sound of a door slamming. The men were leaving. I looked at the clock and blinked. It had been 5 hours since Amy got home. Holy shit! Had they been fucking her that long? They must all have taken multiple turns with her all night! I was scared and excited to see what I would find in the next room.

I took all my clothes off and opened the door slowly, inhaling the overwhelming smell of sex and cum. I looked at my wife and froze, my dick pounding in my pants. She lay in a huge puddle of cum on her back with her legs spread insanely wide. Her tits, stomach and legs had the sticky white juice splattered all over them. Her thighs twitched spasmodically as she lay comatose from all the huge dick she just fucked.

Her pussy was a mess. It gaped open so wide I could have stuck my dick in without touching the walls. I could see right down inside of it to the puddle of cum that filled the bottom. Its lips, even up around her clit, had been stretched and hung in cum caked folds some sticking to her thighs and hanging down to the cum coated rims of her cavernous ass. I wondered how many dicks my wife’s nasty fuck hole had coached into coming in it in the last 5 hours. Her pussy would never be the same; she had a true whore’s used up cunt now. Never again would I fuck her and touch all the sides of her pussy. Only the biggest black dicks could satisfy my wife’s dirty stretched out hole. I did the only thing I knew to do. I buried my face in my wife’s ruined pussy and tasted 5 hours of gangfucking her.

She stirred at the touch and I looked up at her. She starred at me with a look of horror on her face.

“Oh my god what have I done?” she said almost in a wail.

I jumped on top of her and kissed her passionately. She tasted of cum; evidently they had used that hole as well.

“It’s ok gorgeous. I think I love you even more,” I whispered fervently, “your my little slut now.”

She giggled, “I like that, being your little slut.”

“I so I guess you had fun huh?”

“Oh my god,” she moaned, “I didn’t know a girl could get fucked that good.”

“I’m so proud of my nasty whore,” I said, “satisfying all those big men for so long.” “You should see your pussy, all those huge dicks stretched it out so much,” I added.

She giggled and spread her legs seductively, “Not enough, they couldn’t fit two dicks in there at once.”

I pouted at her. “Poor baby, didn’t get to feel two dicks filling your pussy full of cum at the same time?”

“No,” she pouted back. Closing her eyes and moaning a little, imagining what it would feel like.

God, my wife really was a slut. I couldn’t believe she was still horny after all that.

I shifted a little and my hard dick slid in her cunt. Amy moaned a little, loving the fact her husband wanted to fuck after what she did.

I couldn’t believe how loose her pussy was. My dick was barley touching the loose folds on the sides. It was amazingly slippery, sopping wet and hot on the inside. I thought of the image of my wife with two dicks buried in her. He nasty holes sucking huge amounts of cum into the deepest part of her body. I thought about how many times each one of those huge shiny black dicks had cum inside the hole my dick was now buried in and I came. I came the hardest I ever had, adding my cum to nasty fuck hole that was my wife’s pussy.

I laid there recuperating, then looked at her and said, “God I could fuck my little slut the rest of the night.”

She giggled and wrapped her sticky legs around me, pulling me deeper in her.

“But I have an idea, you want to be able to take two of those big dicks in your pussy?” I asked seriously.

She looked at me and nodded shyly.

“Your sweet slutty pussy will never be the same if you do this,” I warned.

“If it’s okay with you my love, then yes,” she replied, “I want it bad.”

I opened the drawer and pulled out the monstrous black dildo. Amy stared at it in awe. Then she closed her eyes and spread her legs.

“You’ll have to sleep with this inside you.”

Amy bit her lip and flexed her thighs in anticipation. What a whore! And god I loved her.

I rubbed the enormous head across her already destroyed hole. It smeared cum all over, and she moaned.

I didn’t see how something so huge could fit inside her, and when the head slid in and she screamed in pleasure, I was shocked. She pushed against it, and the massive shaft started to disappear inside my slut of a wife. Her nasty hole took the entire 16 inches.

Amy rolled over with the dildo firmly lodged in her cunt, and smiled where her husband couldn’t see. She felt like she had a brick in her belly, and she squeezed her impossibly stretched pussy around the huge shaft. She knew after the pounding she took last night that the dildo would permanently stretch her out. She didn’t care. She knew she was truly a black dick addicted whore. She didn’t care. She wanted her pussy as loose as it could be. She imagined all the dick she would be able to satisfy with her hole and a tremor of orgasm hit her. She smiled again, thinking… She was a lucky girl, had the best of both worlds. She could get fucked all night by many men with huge dicks and have countless orgasms. When they were done with her, her husband would make passionate love to her. He would worship her cum filled ruined holes. Just then she felt him slide his dick in her ass. She fell asleep to the feeling of cum dripping down her ass cheeks.

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Callie was sitting at her desk at work, her mind wandering back to the previous night with her husband. Paul, her husband of two years, was three years her senior at twenty-six years old. They had met when she was just nineteen, he had proposed to her less than a year later and they were married just a month after her twenty-first birthday. Their sex life was both active and satisfying for both of them, and last night was no exception. Paul had just returned from a week out of town on business and the young married couple had sucked and fucked for almost three hours before he rewarded her with the load he had been saving up over the past several days. She had swallowed it greedily, the mouthful of cum triggering her own orgasm as it usually did.

Callie was fully aware of how unusual it was to be able to climax simply as a result of swallowing cum. She could trace it back to her teen years and her first sexual partner. One afternoon when his parents weren’t home they were in his living room on the couch, fooling around completely naked. He was sitting on the couch with his cock pointing straight up in the air, while she was kneeling beside him. As she leaned over him, sucking his cock, he was reaching between her legs to finger her pussy. He had warned her that he was about to cum so that she could pull away, but she had decided that it was time to swallow his load for the first time. She ignored his warning and continued to suck, and it was only a couple of minutes later that he started to cum in her mouth. Coincidentally, it happened at the exact same time that he made her cum with his fingers. From that point forward, any time she swallowed a guy’s cum it triggered an orgasm as though it were some kind of Pavlovian type response.

From that point forward she had always finished guys off with her mouth. She hadn’t been with a lot of different guys, but the ones she did hook up with her thrilled to find someone so eager to swallow their load. In fact, she was fairly certain that it was one of the reasons why Paul had been so eager to marry her. To this day, every time they would fuck he would finish off by shooting his cum into her mouth. Last night had been especially good for both of them because it had been over a week since he had last cum and had therefore given her a nice big load to swallow.

She snapped out of her daydream, remembering that she needed to go talk to her boss. She and Paul were hoping to take a trip to Belize later in the year, and she needed to clear the holiday time with John, the owner of the company.

She stood from her dress to stretch her legs, thankful that the company was so casual that she could wear shorts to work on a sunny day like this. The shorts she had chosen were cut very high, showing off every inch of her thighs and barely covering her tight, round, bubble-shaped butt. At just over five feet tall, Callie normally wore short skirts and shorts in order to make her legs appear longer than they actually were. She had also worn a cami-style tank top with spaghetti straps, something that would surely violate the dress code of most companies. Because of her small, A-cup breasts, she rarely wore a bra, as was the case today. The air conditioning seemed to be turned on higher than usual today and it had caused her nipples to poke through the fabric of her shirt all day long.

She walked down the short hallway to John’s office, noting that the door was closed. Normally this would mean that he was either on the phone or meeting with someone, although occasionally it simply meant that he was looking for some peace and quiet to eat his lunch, take a quick nap, or just simply gather his thoughts. Hoping that he was available, but not wanting to disturb an important meeting or phone call, Callie put her ear to the door and listened. Rather than hearing John’s calm and strong voice speaking with someone, however, she was surprised to hear the sounds of what could only be a pornographic video. She listened for another moment or two, silently wishing she could see what it was he was watching. She raised her hand up and gently knocked on the door. Apparently John had failed to shut the door all the way until the latch had clicked, so the door swung open just a bit from the force of her knock. Taking advantage of the open door, she pushed it open further and leaned her head inside.

“John?” she said, softly, as she took in the scene in front of her. John’s desk was perpendicular to the door and his computer screen was on the far side of the desk, facing his seat on a slight angle, meaning that it faced the door as well. The video being played on the monitor instantly explained the noises she had heard. There were four women in the scene, all of them naked. Two of the women were performing oral sex on each other in a sixty-nine position while one of the others was lying back on the bed with her legs spread as the fourth plunged a large dildo in and out of her pussy. John was sitting in front of the computer, leaning back in his leather chair. He was still fully clothed but he had taken his cock out of his pants and was rapidly stroking it.

John was shocked to hear a voice behind him, so he quickly reached one hand out to his mouse and closed the video player while the other one covered his engorged member.

“Shit, Callie!” he said, turning to face her and wheeling his chair under his desk to hide his cock. “Don’t you ever knock?”

“I did!” she said. “The door just swung open! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.”

“It’s okay, really,” he said. “Let’s just keep this between us, okay? Now what can I do for you?”

“It’s nothing, I’ll just go back to my desk.”

“Callie, it’s okay,” he said. “What’s up?”

Callie stood there, somehow unable to think about the reason she had come to talk to John in the first place. She suddenly realized that her panties were getting wet and that she really wanted to swallow John’s cum.

“Callie?” he asked, snapping her out of her trance.

She said nothing as she turned and closed the door, making sure that it actually clicked shut.

“Why don’t you finish?” she suggested.

“What?”

“Finish stroking your cock,” she said.

“Callie, I don’t think that’s appropriate.”

“Why not?” she asked. “I already saw it, and I saw what you were stroking it to. Why don’t you finish?”

John sat in shock, saying nothing.

“I’ll let you cum in my mouth,” she added. Still John said nothing, so Callie walked towards him and pulled his chair out. His cock was still rock-hard, standing at somewhere between five and six inches. Not very big, Callie thought, but he wasn’t going to be fucking her, so it didn’t matter. She grabbed his hand and put it on his cock and then reached over to the mouse. She opened up the recent documents menu and found the video he had been watching. She opened it up and then knelt down in front of him on the floor.

“What are you waiting for?” she asked. “Start rubbing your cock.” He did as she suggested, starting slowly, but rather than looking at the video he looked down at her beautiful face. Her long, curly brown hair framed soft and delicate features. John, like every other guy in the office, had spent more than a few evenings at home, masturbating to the fantasy of fucking Callie.

“This is so hot,” he said as he watched her staring at his cock. He was hoping she would lean forward and start to suck it, or maybe stroke it herself, or at least start playing with herself while she watched, but she did none of that. She simply sat, her eyes transfixed on his cock as she rested her hands on his thighs. It was clear at this point that neither of them cared about the video playing on the computer, but they left it on anyway.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said to her, making her smile and blush ever so slightly. He started stroking himself faster, watching her lick her lips and hearing her moan softly. “I can’t believe you’re watching me play with my cock!”

“Mmmm,” Callie moaned. “I feel so naughty.” She watched him rub it faster and harder, knowing that he was nearing his orgasm.

“Are you really going to swallow my cum?” he asked.

“I sure am,” she said. “I want to feel it slide right down my throat.”

“Oh god!” he said. “I’m about to cum!”

Callie instantly leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, sucking hard and pushing him over the edge.

“That feels so fucking good!” he said as his cock pulsed, shooting stream after stream of his hot cum into her mouth. He could feel her swallowing every last drop of it as it filled her mouth, continuing to suck as though she wanted more. As always, the feeling of his cum filling her mouth had brought Callie to orgasm as well, causing her to suck even harder.

“Yummy,” she said, pulling her face back after he had finished cumming. “Nothing like a belly full of cum. That was amazing, thanks boss.” His eyes were glazed over as he smiled and reached over to close the video player on the computer. “Can I talk to you now about some vacation time?” she asked, staying on her knees.

“It’s yours,” he said. “Take as much as you want.”

“Thanks boss!” she said, giving his cock a little kiss on the head before standing up and leaving the office.

My Wife Is a Dirty Girl

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After my in-laws arrived for a night of baby-sitting, I climbed the stairs to the second floor. My wife, Helena, was standing nude in the bathroom while blow drying her hair. She had just gotten out of the shower and left the door wide open. Fog clouded the mirror as I took in her flawless form. Two child births hadn’t done her body any wrong. Her ass was still firm, and her tits larger than when we first met. She smiled at me as I entered the bathroom.

“I see you left the door wide open for me.”

“In more ways than one,” she replied. I put my arms around her and kissed her on the back of the neck, the blow dryer whipped her blond locks into my face like strings of spaghetti. She turned off the blow dryer as my cock grew hard in my jeans. She spun around and we found each other’s tongues. “That’s nice,” she commented.

We continued kissing as I pressed my body against her nude form. I reached down and cupped her cheeks in my hands and separated them a bit so one of my middle fingers could tease her anus. “Whatta you doing?”

“Hopefully making you wet.”

“You’re succeeding.”

“Remember how we used to fuck in your parent’s house down in the basement? They’d be sound asleep upstairs while I’d twisted you more ways than a treacherous highway.”

“Yes, those were hot days.”

“I think it used to turn you on; getting laid while your parents were in the house.”

“Hmmm, you know me too well.”

“Yep, their good little girl getting fucked, sucking cock, and just a few feet away.”

“Stop. You know I’m a good girl.”

“No you’re not. You’re a naughty girl. A dirty girl. In fact, you’re gonna get down on your knees and suck your husband’s cock right now.”

“Oh no, I couldn’t, my parents are down stairs.”

“C’mon dirty girl, suck my cock.” Helena playfully smiled. This was turning her on big time. This was our little game. She was the second of three children and definitely her parent’s favorite. She always brought home good grades and never stayed out late. She was a virgin when I met here, and my hammer is the only tool that’s entered her lovely tool box. But deep down, she’s always wanted to be a bad girl, the naughty daughter, sucking cock and getting fucked, especially while her parents are in the house.

Helena dropped to her knees and pulled my boner out of my pants. She licked playfully at the pink tip as she looked up at me. “Even though I’m doing this, I’m a good girl, right? she said.

“No, no you’re not, you’re a bad girl and you know it. Suck that cock you little slut,” I instructed.

“Not so loud, my parents will hear you,” she said in between gulps of my wood. “What would they think?”

“Their sweet, innocent Helena is just a slut who loves cock. C’mon dirty girl, suck that dick. That’s it, all the way down. You’re such a good cock sucker. All the way down, slut. Mmm, that’s nice.”

Helena was working her dripping hole as her head moved back and forth on my helmet headed soldier. She was jerking it off into her mouth as her hand worked the welcoming confines of the pink palace between her legs.

Suddenly her father called up from the bottom of the stairs. He wanted to know my beeper number in case they needed to reach us in an emergency. I told it to him with my cock in his daughter’s mouth. Helena was moaning loudly. It was a major turn-on.

I reached down and removed my cock from between her lips. I started pumping my dick in her face as my wife knelt before me frigging her snatch. I slapped my seven inch rod all over her lips and cheeks as she masturbated in front of me. “Hurry up and come you little slut so I can fuck you. Your parents have such a slutty daughter. I’m gonna bang you right on top of the sink. Moan for me dirty girl,” I instructed, and soon Helena was gushing girlie jiz all over her tired hand. She quickly jumped up and took a seat on the vanity.

“You’re gonna fuck your dirty girl?”

“Of course, that’s what you want; to get fucked while your parents are down stairs. Too bad they don’t know what a whore their daughter is.”

“No, I’m good,” Helena protested, but willingly spread her legs to her neatly trimmed, blond cunt.

“No you’re not. You’re a dirty girl. You just love cock and wanna get fucked, right?”

“No, I’m good, but I do wanna get fucked.”

“No, you’re bad, you’re a dirty girl,” I told her as I slipped my pole inside her. She yelped and lifted her ass off the vanity while wrapping her arms around my neck, meeting each thrust of my growing cock with a slap of her thighs against mine.

“Am I a dirty girl?”

“Of course you are. You’re getting fucked while your parents are down stairs.”

“Ohh,” she sighed heavenly. Her pussy was slick and moist; her excitement sweeping her away to places where she only dreamed of these decadent desires.

“C’mon dirty girl, fuck this cock. You’re such a bad, bad, girl.”

“No, I’m good, I’m a good girl.”

“No way, Helena, you’re a little slut, and you know it.” There was silence. “Aren’t you?” I repeated.

“Yes,” I’m a dirty girl. She said as we both watched my cock disappear into her eager slit. “You know how bad you are?”

“How bad am I?”

“When I come, you’re gonna drop to your knees and take my load in your mouth and swallow it down like a dirty girl would. Your parents may think you’re a good girl, but I know you’re a cunt.”

“I’m a cunt. A big cunt.”

“Yes you are. Get ready for my load you dirty girl.” I pulled my cock from Helena’s sopping pussy as she jumped from atop the sink. I pushed her down on her knees while jerking my tool off in her pretty face, her mouth wide open like a hungry whore in a porno movie, eager for me to fill it with ropes of my sex syrup. “Ready you little cunt?”

“Yes, please come in my mouth. Come in your whore’s mouth.”

“I’m gonna come in your mouth while your parents are down stairs. They don’t know their daughter is such a slut, do they?”

“No.”

“But you are.”

“I am.”

“You’re what? Say it.”

“I’m a whore.”

“You’re a dirty girl,” I pressed.

“Yes, I’m a dirty girl.”

“You’re a cunt.”

“I’m a cunt,” she repeated as I blew my love lava in her mouth. She held her tongue out and I shot lines that found the back of her throat and bounced off her uvula. Sweat was glistening off her tits as I continued to spray semen all over her pretty features, leaving her face covered in a layer of my man milk. She looked up at me and smiled while licking the cream from the corners of her mouth.

“You’re such a good whore,” I commented and she smiled broadly.

Kristine At the Restaurant

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“Don’t you want to fuck me too?”

The 18-year-old babysitter’s words echoed in my mind in the next few days at my soulless office, which was lit in a permanent florescent noonday glow. The night after she gave me the blowjob, I paid Kristine for her time babysitting, and told her to go home. As much as I wanted to take her up to my bedroom and have my way with her, I simply couldn’t risk the fact that my son might hear us.

After his mother’s passing Luke had had trouble at school. Not acting out, really, more like the opposite. He withdrew and stayed alone on the playground. A teacher found him sitting in the sandbox where the younger children play, quietly sifting the sand through his hands, staring into the dust it stirred up when it hit the ground.

“It’s like he’s having an existential crisis, and he’s only ten,” Mrs. Lehmann, the school counselor, told me. She didn’t know if this was normal behavior for children who had lost parents. She didn’t have any recommendations, except that I keep an eye on him and try to get him to talk about his feelings, which I did anyway. Her eyes were visibly moist, and when she talked about the teacher finding Luke alone with the sand she even seemed to suppress a sob.

I didn’t know if it was normal for counselors to be unable to control their emotions, and I decided it didn’t matter. I had a hard time myself sometimes.

For this reason and many others, I decided I could not see Kristine again. The moments of lust that we had shared for time that she was stretched across my lap and while she sucked my cock had been a welcome change from the constant drudgery of my life after my wife’s death, which consisted of the gym, office and home. I loved my son and I loved every moment that I was able to spend with him, but I sorely missed my wife’s touch. For the first few months after her passing, I couldn’t be aroused by anything.

I even tried sleeping with a friend of my wife’s who had more or less thrown herself at me during the funeral. She was a quite attractive 40-year-old mother of two who was in great shape from her job teaching bikram yoga. We fucked for almost an hour in a variety of positions until I had to admit to her that I couldn’t feel anything and was never going to cum. She never called me back afterwards, even though she assured me that she understood. I went months without even thinking about sex. Kristine had been the first to change this.

After my decision not to see Kristine anymore, I had to hire a new babysitter. I really disliked the process. Mike, my poker buddy, had recommended Kristine to me because his oldest daughter was a classmate of hers. I couldn’t ask him for another recommendation without telling him about our encounter. I went through the process of placing ads. I knew that I was going to have to explain to Luke at some point why Kristine wasn’t coming back, so I stayed around the house for the next several weeks and did without seeing my friends or any kind of adult contact outside of work.

In the meantime, several calls came from local girls who wanted to babysit. I interviewed three of them, but they all seemed immature. I considered hiring a 19-year-old college student named Katie who seemed responsible enough, but when she mentioned her boyfriend I couldn’t help but flash back to the night I saw Kristine giving head to her friend from school, and so I told her I’d think it over, but I never called her back. I couldn’t risk hiring a slutty sitter for a second time.

Finally, I ran into an older woman from the church we used to go to who offered to sit for Luke anytime that I wanted to go out. She told me that her daughter, recently divorced, was ready to date again. Thinking I should take my mind off of Kristine, I decided to take the woman up on her offer, and to give her daughter a call as well.

Her daughter’s name was Mara, she was 28 years old, and she worked in human resources for a local company but was passionate about writing. I had no idea what this particular combination of qualities would add up to in person.

She was obviously expecting my call, so we moved past the formalities quickly and arranged to meet at a local TGI Fridays. I was afraid my choice of restaurant would insult her writerly pretensions but we both lived nearby and the closest non-chain restaurant was an hour in every direction.

As Friday approached, I was nervous about the date, but not for the normal reasons. I was afraid of disappointing Mara because of my general apathy; I was afraid she would feel like I was using her as a foothold on my way out of my pit of despair.

She was already at the bar when I arrived. I recognized her from the pictures we had exchanged via e-mail. She had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, and a sympathetic face. Thankfully she was slim, which was by no means something that goes without saying the in Midwestern united states. I was relieved to see her drinking beer, and a Samuel Adams at that, which spoke volumes for our potential future compatibility.

We sat at a booth and ordered an appetizer, an assortment of small bits of food, each of which had lost its individual particularities of appearance and flavor during its trip through the deep fryer. I was relieved to discover that Mara was not a vegan.

After the appetizer, our beers were almost empty. Now was the time to decide whether or not we would have a second drink. Mara had proven herself to be an engaging conversationalist. She had worked for newspapers, had lived abroad, and had taken the job in the HR firm as a way to save money before launching a career as a freelancer. I was pleasantly surprised.

As we asked the waitress for another round, my cell phone vibrated in my pocket. Thinking it might be from Mara’s mom who was sitting for Luke, I excused myself quickly and took it out to read it. I was completely unprepared for what it said:

“Hi Mr Richards. So you decided to come see me at my new job? I’ll meet you in the men’s room in 5 min. – Kristine.”

“Everything ok?” asked Mara as I stared at the screen.

“Yeah. Yeah everything’s fine. It’s the phone company telling me they’re going to deduct my bill for this month,” I said.

I tried to smile as if nothing had happened. On the one had I was angry that Kristine was trying to ruin my date with Mara, but on the other hand, I couldn’t forget the image of my spunk coating her beautiful teen face and her licking it up with gusto. In the end, my cock made the decision for me.

“Could you excuse me for a second?” I asked, “I have to go to the restroom.”

The men’s room was handicapped-accessible, that is, it was a large room with no stalls and a lock on the door. A few seconds after I went in, I heard a faint knock. My heart pounded as I turned the knob and Kristine bounded in, her perky breasts poking out from under her unflattering TGI Friday’s uniform. She turned quickly to lock the door behind her then jumped up to give me a peck on the cheek.

“Happy to see me Mr Richards?” she asked.

“Surprised is more like it.”

“But you’re a little happy?”

“Part of me is happy.”

“What part is that Mr Richards?”

“Why don’t you find out?”

She dropped to her knees and slowly unbuttoned her shirt to expose her ample cleavage. This time, her bra was black. She looked up at me playfully as she unzipped my pants.

“Are you sure your girlfriend won’t mind?”

“Are you sure your boyfriend won’t mind?”

“We broke up.”

I gasped as she took my cock in her mouth.

“What happened?”

She bobbed up and down for a moment before coming up for air.

“He caught me sucking his friend’s cock in the school parking lot.”

“Imagine that,” I said, watching my cock disappear between her thick, full lips.

“I guess my secret’s out,” she said, taking my rock hard cock out of her mouth, standing up and pulling down her uniform pants.

“Oh?” I asked, stroking my cock as she pulled down her black thong panties and leaned forward to support herself against the wall.

“I’m a total slut,” she said, taking my cock in one hand and guiding it into her moist pussy.

“Mmm,” I said, savoring the first thrust inside her, “you certainly are, aren’t you?”

I began to fuck her like I hadn’t fucked anyone before but my wife. I started out slow, then sped up, then slowed down again. I twisted my hips and Kristine moaned as my cock stroked unknown pleasure points inside her pussy. I reached around and teased her clit with my fingers. I slapped her ass so hard I left a big red handprint on it. I was so lost in the moment I almost forgot I was on a date and that Mara was waiting for me at the table.

“Cum for me you little slut,” I said as I sped up.

“Oh yes,” she cried, “Your cock feels so good.”

“Tell me you want it.”

“Oh yes Mr Richards. I want your cock.”

“Yell it. Scream it so they can hear you outside.”

“GIVE ME YOUR COCK MR RICHARDS,” she screamed.

“Yes, take it you little whore,” I said, fucking her harder and slapping her ass.

“OH PLEASE FUCK ME. PLEASE.”

She came hard on my cock, her inner muscles trembling in pleasure.

“I’m going to cum inside you,” I announced, speeding up.

“Oh yes,” she moaned, coming down from her orgasm, “fill up my pussy with your cum.”

I came in a hard burst, shooting stream after stream of hot cum into her tight 18-year-old pussy. After I had loosed the last volley, I pulled out and caught my breath. To my surprise, Kristine turned around, got on her knees, and sucked the last few drops of cum from my cock. Then she smiled up at me and said “You can go back to your girlfriend now. I hope she doesn’t smell my pussy on you when you fuck her later tonight.”

“She’s not my girlfriend,” I said, zipping up my pants and inspecting my clothing for traces of our encounter.

“Whatever,” said Kristine, “you’ve got my number. We should do this again sometime.”

She gave me a peck on the cheek, zipped up her pants and disappeared out the door. As I washed my hands I got another text message on my phone:

“I can feel your cum dripping down my leg ;-).” It said.

God, I thought, how am I going to deal with this woman?

Fucking Her Best Friend Raw

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“Oh my God!” she yelled at the top of her lungs “we should not be doing this” as her best friend’s boyfriend pounded his eight inch dick into her tight 23 year old pussy. Jane buried her face into the pillow as she accepted a serious pounding as he continued to crash into her from behind, pounding her relentlessly despite her weak protests for him to stop. He couldn’t help but admire her young tight body. She was quite the site to see bent over – even better than he had imagined.

Jane had just about all she could take as her best friend’s boyfriend fucked her harder than she had ever been fucked before. To think she was getting fucked by the guy Andrea would probably marry and in the bed that the couple shared. It was so wrong and they both knew it but her insatiable lust was something she could no longer deny.

He slapped her ass hard to let her know she was just a slut that he was fucking, even though the two of them had been friends for over a year. They had met through his girlfriend, Andrea. Andrea and Jane had been best friends since they were ten, so for Jane to be fucking her best friend’s boyfriend behind her back, Jane knew that both relationships would be ruined if Andrea ever found out. The stakes were incredibly high and the situation was so incredibly hot.

She met his powerful thrusts by pushing on the bed’s headboard with one hand while fingering her clit with the other. Doggy style was her favorite position because she always came when getting it doggy style. “Fuck me harder, she yelled” as he increased his speed to meet her demands. The little dirty blonde was loving every minute of the fucking she was getting from his rock hard raw cock. Under normal circumstances, she would never even consider fucking without a condom, but this situation was just so hot, she didn’t care anymore. She was so close to coming and knew it would be a big one.

He was loving how dirty this girl was. He had his suspicions but the way she was behaving with his dick in her, it was only a matter of time until he exploded a huge load on her… or perhaps in her? He wasn’t sure when he came what to do – from talking to Andrea, he knew Jane was not on the pill but he also was so turned on he didn’t care that he had been fucking her for the past ten minutes without a condom. It was taking him every last bit of energy not to come because he loved how hot it was to be fucking her 110 pound body.

“You dirty slut!” he yelled.

She hated hearing him call her a dirty slut as he slapped her ass while fucking her as hard as he could but deep down she knew based on this act alone, she was the dirtiest slut of all of her friends. This was the worst kind of betrayal one could commit but the harder she got fucked, the less she seemed to care.

“Oh I know I am a slut this is so bad!” she screamed. “Fuck me with that hard cock… oh my God it feels amazing” she cooed. She sensed that he was close to coming and she wanted to make it an orgasm that neither of them wouldn’t soon forget.

“Do you fuck Andrea like this?” asked Jane.

He retorted, “Like this, no I love her too much to fuck her like the slut you are.”

“This is so wrong,” she reiterated “but I don’t fucking care. Keep fucking me but just whatever you do don’t come in me.”

“I am going to do whatever the fuck I want. If I want to come into that tight pussy I am going to. I haven’t decided where I want to come yet.”

As he commanded her and just told her how it was, she realized how little control she had in the situation. Would he really just come in her even if she didn’t want him to? Who was she going to complain to? Certainly not her best friend. She wasn’t even on the pill and he knew that because she told him right before his unshielded dick slipped into her tight bare snatch.

“No I want you to come on my stomach and tits its such a turn on.”

He just shook his head, and let her know that wasn’t good enough.

Trying to regain some of the control, she offered “No please don’t come in me I will suck it all when you come. Just pull out and I will suck it you can even come on my face. I will be a good girl and swallow it all.

He considered her tempting offer while he continued to pound away into her pussy. “Oh God I am coming!” she yelled, burring her face into the pillow again to muffle the sound. She clenched both of her fists so tightly as she came. She lost complete control. Seeing her tight body react to her orgasm the way it did, he knew he was ready to come. He picked her up like a rag doll and sat her down on the edge of the bed with her back to him, he thrusted as deep as he could and held both of her legs down as she sat on his lap.

“I am going to come!” he told her. She was barely able to move as wave after wave of pleasure from her orgasm kept hitting her making her a slave to his cock. He pushed her legs down hard and thrusted upwards into her. He started to come harder than he had ever remembered into her tight, bald pussy. She didn’t even try to get off, partially because she knew she couldn’t because he was holding her and also because she knew deep down she didn’t want to. She had never actually let anyone come in her before and Andrea had told her how good it felt so she pushed her ass down towards his dick as he clenched her waist and let an enormous load into her tight pussy. She could feel spurt after spurt enter her as she clenched her jaw and bore the brunt of the assault on her pussy.

Jane was still in shock that within the last twenty minutes, she ruined a relationship, ruined a friendship, had the best orgasm of her life, and then on top of that, let a guy shoot a massive load into her young box.

As she came back to reality after that insanely intense orgasm, there was a massive puddle on the bed and running down her legs. They both knew Andrea would be home soon and how could she not notice that lake Michigan had formed on the edge of her bed?

Jane got up to start cleaning up the bed to ensure Andrea would never find out about the indiscretion. As she tried to move her tight ass out of the bed, he grabbed her by her forearms and pulled her back in.

“What is it? We have to clean place up Andrea will be home soon!” she protested.

“Trust me I don’t want her to find out either. I haven’t seen her in a week and when she gets back she is going to be horny as hell. When she sucks my dick the last thing I want her to taste is you.”

“So let me get a wet towel” said Jane.

He pulled her closer by her forearms pushing her head closer to his semi hard dick.

“Oh no.” she stammered.

“Oh yes” he responded. “You don’t get off that easy. Clean that cock off with your mouth – I want it to be clean or she is going to know what we did.”

“I can’t believe I am doing this,” she muttered. Dreadfully, she opened her mouth and wrapped it around his re-inflating cock. Never having done something like this, she winced at the taste of her juices and come.

“Its not going to clean itself now suck it you slut” She lapped up as much of the juices and she could handle until it was wet and slick. She was disgusted and yet somehow she was enjoying the humiliation of sucking the dick that had just fucked her. She couldn’t believe that the guy who is so nice to her best friend was treating her like a total slut making her do things she couldn’t believe that he and Andrea did when they were alone.

“Dont forget about my balls,” he reminded her. Reluctantly, she put her tongue in between the sack and licked up the sweat and juices from their monster orgasms. Just then, they heard keys jingle in the door. Andrea was back from her business trip. Jane jumped out of the bed and put her skirt on. But where was her thong? She could not remember where it was thrown. “Can’t think about that right now,” she thought to herself. She put her shirt back on and threw her bra into her pocketbook. Quickly glancing in the mirror she tried to look less disheveled and wanted to come up with a story as to why she was there with Andrea’s boyfriend.

“What should we tell her, she almost has the door open!”

“Figure it out, he commanded – you are the slut who just fucked her boyfriend don’t get us caught” he whispered loudly.

He threw his clothing into the bathroom and turned on the shower, leaving her to fend for herself with her unsuspecting but soon to be suspicious friend. What was Jane going to tell Andrea he reason for being in her bedroom while Andrea’s boyfriend was in the shower? And where the fuck was her thong? This was the worst possible situation she had ever found herself in.

“As the door swung open downstairs, Andrea announced “Hello, I am home.”

“Fuck” Jane thought. “Here we go…”

Girls Night Out In Sexy Text Messages

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A month ago my wife Kim was invited to a friend’s 40th birthday celebration. Angela planned to have a girly night at a hotel in a nearby town and Kim and four other women were invited.

Kim was uncertain whether to go or not as she’s 49, so she’s about ten years older than the rest of them and she had found that previous social events with this group were a bit noisier than she really liked. Not that they were particularly rowdy, but Kim is rather quiet and conservative and doesn’t normally drink much.

However I told her she ought to go. It would give her a break from the domestic routine and provide a chance to relax and recharge her batteries. I think what swung the balance was when she found that she would be sharing a room with Angela. Although she knew the other women well (they were all involved in the parent teachers association for our local high school) she was definitely much more friendly with Angela than the others.

The plan was for them to check into the hotel early on the Saturday afternoon, spend a bit of time in the spa and pool, and then go out for a meal in the evening.

Kim isn’t vain, but she does like to look nice and she asked my advice about what she should wear on the Saturday evening. They were going to a reasonably smart restaurant, so she had picked out a stylish dress which I thoroughly approved of.

“What do you think about underwear?” she asked, knowing that it’s an area I normally take a keen interest in.

“Well you’ve a choice — sensible or sexy — which do you feel like?”

She said she didn’t know which was best, so I suggested that as she had plenty of room in her case she might as well take both, then she could put on whatever suited her mood in the evening. She nodded in agreement to that and as well as some sensible, comfy underwear she also packed a lacy black bra and pants set, plus some lovely lace-topped hold-ups which I had bought her recently.

Not surprisingly I had a definite preference for the sexy underwear, but funnily enough I felt that Kim would be more likely to wear them if I left the choice to her and didn’t try and tell her what to wear.

I was enjoying helping her pack and the idea of my lovely wife going out in a smart dress and with her best underwear on was distinctly arousing. After we had been married for several years I had rather hesitantly confided in her that I did sometimes fantasize about her having sex with other men.

She was surprised and rather shocked, but fortunately she wasn’t actually upset. I should add that Kim was a virgin when I met her and throughout our nearly thirty years of marriage we have always been faithful to each other. Anyway she said nothing was ever going to happen, but the subject did crop up occasionally in our pillow talk and we seemed to settle on it as an agreeable fantasy.

The fact that Kim found it okay as a fantasy made me hope that one day it might actually be realized. Clearly this night out had the potential for something to happen and that was added to by a few bits of information I knew about some of the other women. I knew that Angela occasionally went out to clubs with Denise who was divorced. Bearing in mind that Kim had told me that Angela and her husband hadn’t had sex for 18 months I found it hard to believe that there weren’t times when things happened on those nights out.

So there was definitely a subtext to this night out and if nothing else I had a pleasant time mentally running through (and picturing!) the possibilities. Nothing was actually said, but I’m sure that Kim had at least an inkling of what I was thinking.

Anyway Kim set off to pick up Angela and one of the other women at lunchtime on the Saturday and as the hotel was only twenty miles away it wasn’t long before I got a text saying they had arrived safely. The next I heard was in the early evening when my phone beeped.

All going well. Hotel is great. Off out for meal soon. Luv u. Kim. xxx

I tapped out a reply.

Good. I hope u have a lovely evening. What undies did u choose?

My phone soon beeped again and I smiled at the reply.

Trust u to ask that. I chose the sexy ones. xxx

Nice! Have fun!

After that I settled down to watch a movie. It was perfectly possible, indeed quite likely that I wouldn’t hear any more from Kim, but nevertheless I kept my phone handy just in case. In the event it was getting on towards 11pm when it suddenly beeped again.

We’re back at the hotel and there’s a disco. Is it OK if I dance with someone?

Now that was interesting because Kim clearly wouldn’t have bothered texting me unless she wanted to dance. So I replied leaving it up to her, but making it clear that she had my approval (though encouragement might be a better word).

Sure. Have a dance. Text me again if you get chance.

I hoped that Kim would realise that my request for her to text me again was basically me saying that if anything did happen I wanted to be kept informed. After that I settled down to wait. I surfed restlessly through several of the TV channels, but couldn’t really watch anything. It was over half an hour before my phone beeped again.

I’ve danced with Mike a few times and he’s trying to touch me up. Do u mind?

That did make my heart beat faster!

That’s fine. I want u to enjoy yourself but txt updates if u can.

There was an almost immediate reply.

Thanks. Luv u. xxx

I sat there looking at my phone wondering what my wife was doing at this very moment. When she texted saying that Mike was trying to touch her up, I assumed that meant he had already touched her bum and bust outside of her clothing.

In a way that wasn’t great intimacy, except that I knew that it was for Kim. In the last thirty years I was the only man who had kissed her and touched her. Untouched until now by any stranger she must have found the novelty of the situation hugely arousing (doubly so as it included the thrill of the forbidden). I could imagine that she was very wet, squirming beneath Mike’s touch, responding to the messages her body was sending her, yet very aware that what she was doing was “wrong”.

I was sure that Mike would be keen to explore. His hand would travel up the front of her dress. Kim would say no, probably push his hand away, but it would return and begin to trace a journey up her inner thigh. Still she would say no, but this time there would be no pushing his hand away. She would almost stop breathing when his hand reached her knickers and he would not be able to miss the unmistakeable message which her damp panties proclaimed. His desire would be intense as his fingers explored further. At this exact moment his fingers could be drifting across her lush pubic hair, before sliding down to their ultimate target. Parting her cunt lips and sliding his finger inside her I could imagine Mike thinking that he had to have her, he simply must fuck this lovely married pussy.

I stared at my phone; was that what was happening now? In the event there were another thirty minutes or so before the next message arrived.

Angela wants to take them upstairs. What should I do?

It’s your choice but u have my permission. R u wet? Has he felt your pussy?

I am v wet. He has touched my pussy. Luv u. xxxxx

Now my imagination was in feverish overdrive. I had a vivid mental picture of two couples stumbling into a dimly lit bedroom. My wife’s dress being removed. A stranger unfastening her bra and then licking and sucking her breasts. Hands removing those lacy black knickers, fingers delving between her legs and exploring her lush wetness. Then Kim on her back, legs spread wide and another man’s cock sliding between her cunt lips and drawing an exquisite moan of pleasure from her lips.

After an hour I realised there weren’t going to be any more texts so I went to bed. I couldn’t resist reading through the messages again and tried to picture what was taking place twenty miles away. Had anything happened — surely it must have? Perhaps the deed was done or at this exact moment was my wife gasping as another man groaned and pumped his sperm into her lustful pussy.

I jerked myself off and finally fell asleep to a pleasant mental image of my wife laid back satisfied, her pubic hairs matted with a mixture of love honey and cum and her cunt lips still gaping from the passage of her lover’s cock. Not long afterwards my phone went for the final time that night and delivered the decisive message.

I’ve just been fucked. Luv u. xxxxx

18th Birthday Picture

big tits, first times, teen sex

For Maggie Crane’s 18th Birthday, her bestfriend Lisa surprised her with a free birthday photo shoot by a famous cameraman, John Lucy.

Lisa is envy of her bestfriend Maggie. She thought Maggie was beautiful, though Maggie didn’t think so herself. She didn’t like how pale white her skin was. She didn’t like the fact that she was really tall. Like around 5’8 or 5’9. She thought her feet were kind of big because she wears a size 10 in shoes. Her dirty blond hair is just plain looking and she always had it either tied in a ponytail or straight down. Her ass was pretty much the only thing that looked right on her body. The biggest problem Maggie had was her enormous breasts.

She outgrew all the other girls in high school by the time she was 15. She was already wearing a double d bra. As she grew, her bra size increased and now that she was 18, her tits are now a whopping 34FF.

Her ample breasts started low on her chest and sloped out to huge mountainous soccer balls. The bottoms of her mighty mounds rested just above her belly button with natural sag. If she had the money to get her breasts deduced, she sure would have done it.

Lisa knows that her bestfriend Maggie is kind of shy about getting her pictures taken. That’s why she wanted to surprise her. Over the years in recent pictures, every camera had zoomed in or focuses on Maggie’s upperbody. No one besides her family has ever taken just a regular face shot without including her huge tits in the frame.

Since Maggie had no idea where Lisa was taking her in the middle of the afternoon, she didn’t get all dressed up for the surprise photo shoot. Instead, Maggie wore her favorite double X-Large light blue tee shirt, with a picture of a dolphin stretched out and distorted across her large chest. A pair of dark blue jeans and her favorite tennis shoes. Maggie was never into dressing up for any occasion and wanted to feel as comfortable as possible.

“Can I take this stupid blindfold off please?” asked Maggie as Lisa drove the both of them to the photo shop.

“Not yet?” said Lisa as she pulled up into the parking lot.

Lisa got out of the car and opened the door for her friend. She guided Maggie into the photo shop. Once inside, Lisa guided Maggie to a long, black leather sofa and Maggie fell backwards on it. Her enormous breasts bobbed underneath her shirt and Lisa couldn’t take her eyes off them.

“Gosh! Maggie’s breasts are HUGE!” Lisa said to herself. “Ok Maggie! You can remove the blindfold now,” said Lisa.

Maggie took off the blindfold and saw she was in a photo studio.

“LISA! How could you set me up to take pictures for my birthday?” questioned Maggie.

“It’s my present to you Maggie… So please just get a couple pictures taken for your birthday. Then I promise we will go somewhere fun,” Lisa pleaded.

“I guess someone doesn’t like having her picture taken,” said a man’s voice.

“Oh my god Maggie! It’s John Lucy. The famous cameraman for the stars,” gasped Lisa.

“Oh yeah! He does take the prettiest pictures of the celebrities. Even the ones that are not so pretty,” Maggie said.

“How do you do girls,” John Lucy greeted them.

John walked out from the shadows to reveal his tall, dark, and handsome self.

Lisa and Maggie were both drooling over the hot blond 25-year-old cameraman.

“Please! Tell me why don’t you like getting your pictures taken birthday girl Maggie?” John asked.

“Well….because…I never turn out right in pictures,” Maggie said slyly.

“Well Maggie. That’s all going to change tonight. I think you have a very beautiful face for photographing,” John said.

“Thanks!” Maggie said blushing.

“You’re gorgeous too Lisa,” John flirted.

“Thank you John! You’re very gorgeous yourself,” Lisa commented.

“Why don’t you take a seat next to your friend Maggie? I would like to see how you guys work together,” John said smiling.

Both Lisa and Maggie were memorized by John’s good looks and muscular body, which showed in his tight shirt and black jeans. They were so memorized by him that they would end up doing anything the man wanted. And John knew that.

Lisa took a seat next to Maggie. Lisa’s body was nowhere near voluptuous as Maggie’s. She was thinner the Maggie and shorter. She had dark black curl hair and was prettier then Maggie but Lisa didn’t want to gloat it to her bestfriend.

John started taking pictures of the duo. He had move close together. So close that, Maggie’s massive double F cups crushed against Lisa’s C cups. John started to get very hard and it showed as a large bulged formed in his jeans.

“Wow! You girls are so hot! Lisa with that pretty face and smile and Maggie…Oh Maggie…Excuse my French but those are the biggest pair of tits I’ve seen on an 18-year-old,” John commented.

Maggie hesitated a minute to respond.

“…Thanks John,” Maggie slyly spoke.

“No problem. As you can see, those wonderful breasts of yours have turned me on,” John said.

“Her breasts are her best assets,” Lisa said as she reached over and squeezed both of Maggie’s breasts. “These things are so big, I can’t even grasp them.”

“Hmmmm. I like that Lisa. Keep squeezing your friend’s breasts,” John requested as she snapped pictures of the action.

Maggie’s face turned red and she felt uncomfortable but she enjoyed the massage Lisa was giving her breasts.

Lisa squeezed and mauls the clothed breasts. She lifted them up and pressed them together.

“God Maggie! I wish I had a pair of funbags like you. I would play with these things all night,” moaned Lisa.

“Could we please see those juicy breasts uncovered?” requested John.

Maggie looked at Lisa and lifted her arms up.

“With pleasure,” Lisa agreed.

Lisa grabbed the bottom of the oversized shirt and lifted it up over Maggie’s head. Maggie’s big titties wobbled inside a humongous tan colored bra.

“Please. Pull those delicious mounds from their cups,” commanded John.

Lisa stuck one hand into Maggie’s right bra cup and slowly scooped up the massive flesh of Maggie’s breasts. The palm of her hand pressed hard against Maggie’s erected nipple.

“Oh yes! That’s it,” groaned John as he snapped pictures.

Lisa pulled the incredible white creamy breast from its container. The breast rested on top of the bra cup and hung down enormously. Thick and round as large juicy natural breasts should be. Her areola was the size of the bottom of a soda can, with small pumps circling on it. Her nipple was pink, thick, and small. Lisa’s mouth drooled over the bare tit of her bestfriend.

“Why don’t you go head and taste that tit Lisa?” suggested John as he rubbed his large bulge and couldn’t take his eyes off the giant juicy tits.

Lisa bended her head to Maggie’s chest and slowly planted kisses all over her breast. She pressed her nose against the soft breast tissue as she captured the small nipple between her lip. Lisa used both hands to caress and squeeze the massive orb she nursed on.

Maggie moaned lightly to the sucking. Maggie has had her tits sucked before but never by a girl. Her friend Lisa knew just what to do as she sucked and slurped on the hard little nipple. Lisa puckered her lips and sucked the areola into her mouth as well. Maggie really started to moan louder and caress the back of her bestfriend’s head a she sucked her tit.

Lisa released the nipple with a pop sound and trailed her tongue over the nipple and areola. Her tongue slowly ran over all the little pumps on Maggie’s areola.

“Ohhh Lisa! That feels so good,” moaned Maggie.

“Hmmmm and it taste so good,” Lisa moaned as she sucked on Maggie’s hard nipple again.

“I want to see the other gorgeous tit too,” John requested.

Lisa removed her lips from Maggie’s right breast and once again scooped a hand down inside Maggie’s bra cup and pulled out her left tit. Both large, creamy white tits were now bare for Lisa and John’s eyes. Lisa immediately sucked on the left nipple and made it just as hard as the right nipple. She ran her hands up and down Maggie’s chest and pushed her enormous knockers together and buried her head inbetween them.

“Oh god! These tits feel so fucking soft and fluffy against my head,” moaned Lisa as she kissed and licked Maggie’s cleavage, while engulfed between her giant white melons.

“Get those pants off her quickly,” said John as the swell in his pants got bigger.

Maggie kicked off her tennis shoes while Lisa unzipped her jeans. Lisa pulled Maggie’s jeans down and off her sock-covered feet. Maggie unhooked the back of her bra straps and dropped the bra to the floor. Lisa returned her lips to sucking Maggie’s breasts. Her hands roamed over Maggie’s thick thighs and legs. Her white cotton panties were moist in the middle and Lisa lightly brushed her hand over the moist spot.

“I think she’s nice and wet for some dick,” moaned Lisa as she planted one last kiss on Maggie’s nipples.

Lisa stood up and let John take a seat next to an almost nude Maggie. John’s hands immediately groped and mauled Maggie’s tits. He weighted her large tits and wobbled them in his hands. His thumb ran back and forth over the thick wet nipples. He kissed Maggie wildly, sucking on her lips and slithering his tongue in and out of her mouth.

Lisa sat on another couch and watched her friend being felt up by the famous cameraman.

John cupped a large mass of tit flesh in both hands and sucked on it. A good amount of Maggie’s breast was sucked between John’s lips. He squeezed the big tit into a cone shape and continued to feast on it. Lashing his tongue over her hard nipple and slightly chewing on it. The more John sucked her tits, the more wet her pussy became.

John alternates between both tits for nearly 15 minutes. He left no skin on neither breasts dry. He squeezed to fondle and squeeze her massive melons as he felt Maggie’s hands rub on his throbbing bulge.

“I think its time for you to return the favor,” said John.

John stood up, kicked his shoes off, and pulled both his jeans and boxers down in front of Maggie’s face. His big swollen cock popped out right in front of Maggie.

Maggie didn’t waste anytime and started sucking on John’s cock. The huge eleven-inch penis throbbed painfully between Maggie’s slurping lips.

“Ughhh!” moaned John.

Maggie wrapped her lips further down John’s big dick until she reached the base. She used one of her hands to cup and fondle his cum-filled balls.

“Oh shit! Oh Maggie! Ugh!” groaned John as he grabbed the back of Maggie’s head and pushed her face deeper into his shaved crotch. Maggie’s nose pressed against the lower part of John’s stomach. Her lips were fully wrapped around his entire shaft as her tongue worked his cock from the inside of her mouth.

Maggie tightly squeezed John’s asscheeks apart and brushed her fingers inside his ass crack.

After the long deep throating session, Maggie lifted her head from John’s dripping wet cock and began stroking it. She lifted his cock up and pressed the big wet meat against his stomach, while she sucked on both of his wrinkled balls. Maggie maneuvered her tongue between both balls, around them, and on them. She used the tip of her tongue and tickled his balls at the bottom.

“Ahhhh Maggie! I want you to eat my asshole. Please Maggie,” moaned and begged a hot John.

Maggie moved her head further below John until her tongue slithered between his asscheeks. Maggie buried her face between John’s firm asscheeks and licked his anus. She dropped his cock and squeezed his buttocks.

“Ughhh fuck! Eat my ass bitch! Oh god yes!” moaned John as he pressed his ass further in Maggie’s face. He reached down and grabbed Maggie’s dangling knockers and squeezed them roughly to each intense tongue drilling Maggie did inside his asshole.

After a couple of minutes of getting his ass ate out by Maggie, John removed his ass from Maggie’s face and bended her over on all fours. He grabbed Maggie’s panties and pulled them down off her feet. Her bald pussy leaked with juices, which ran down her thighs.

John rubbed his big cock at her pussylips and shoved his cock in. John immediately pounded her pussy with no mercy. Maggie buried her head on the ground as her pussy was filled with a large cock. The biggest cock she had ever let inside her. Her ass bounced and slammed against John’s crotch as he fucked her hard and deep. Maggie cried out and could feel him rearranging her organs with each thrust.

Lisa watched with lust in her eyes and had her fingers moving in and out of her pussy. She watched from behind as John’s asscheeks got tighter and Maggie’s enormous sweaty breasts swung from her sides.

“Aghhhh!” Maggie cried as her fingernails tore at the ground.

“Ahhhh yeah! John groaned as he climbed up higher on Maggie’s back and pressed his muscular chest against her back.

He buried his face in her neck and wrapped his arms around her wrist as he thursted his large member hard and deep between her cunt tight cunt muscles.

Both John and Maggie were sweating like they’ve been in a steam room at a spa.

John lifted his upperbody off Maggie’s back gripped tightly on her firm buttocks. He squeezed them while his cock drilled her moist snatch. He watched her massive mammaries flop and swing wildly underneath and his cock got bigger and harder inside her.

“Uhhhh John! You’re so bigggg!” cried Maggie as she wiggled her toes inside her socks and pushed her ass up against his thrusting crotch.

The sounds of they’re fucking could be heard all over the empty photo shop. Not to mention the smell of sex filled the room they were in. Lisa fingered herself in a mind-blowing orgasm but continued to watch her bestfriend being rode doggy-style.

After giving Maggie her first earth-shattering orgasm, John lifted Maggie up and bended her over the leather sofa. He trapped her legs inbetween his and continued fucking her dripping wet cunt from behind. Her creamy large knockers, dripped in sweat and flopped over the sofa.

John slammed his hips into her harder and harder and couldn’t believe how wet and juicy Maggie’s pussy was. Her previous cumming only made her pussy more slippery and wet to thrust into.

John changed positions once again and sat with his back on the sofa. Maggie climbed up on his cock with her back facing him, her feet up on his knees, and his cock buried between her large cuntlips.

While John pounded her pussy, he rubbed her clitoris with a finger.

“Oh yeah baby! Take his cock! Oh Maggie. You’re fucking hot with your big fucking titties,” moaned John

John thrusted harder and harder and caused Maggie’s mammoth knockers to flop in all directions. John reached up and cupped her tits. He squeezed them at the bottoms and then held them on the sides. He helped smash her big slippery orbs into each other, to make those thunder slaps he enjoy so much from big tittied woman. Of course, none of his previous women wore an 34FF cup.

“Oh John! Oh John! Aghhhh fuck! Harder, please harder!” cried Maggie.

John squeezed Maggie’s jugs hard and rested his cock in her pussy. Maggie busted a nut all over John’s big prick. Her juices oozed down his shaft and tight balls. John wobbled and bounced Maggie’s fluffy melons in his hands. He moved his head to the side and capture a breast between his lips. He let his saliva drip all over her areola while sucking her nipple.

“I have to fuck these big boys,” groaned John.

Maggie lied on her back and John straddled himself on Maggie’s chest. He slipped his huge cock between her bulging mounds. John held Maggie’s tits from the sides and started to pound her tender flesh.

“Oh god yes! Uhhhhh!” John groaned as he fucked Maggie’s breasts.

Maggie took hold of her enormous breasts as John pinched and pulled on her nipples. Her breasts wobbled and squished against John’s dick and thighs. John felt his balls become tighter and heavier.

“Ohhhhh shit!” John grunted as a thick layer of cum, blasted from his swollen cockhead and sprayed Maggie’s face and neck.

John lifted his cock from between Maggie’s knockers and sprayed them in thick layers of his jizz. John felt weaken as his cum quickly spurted onto her breasts.

Maggie groaned as her tits got drenched in gooey cum.

John stayed on Maggie’s chest and let his limp cock rub his cum into her breast skin and nipples.

“Say cheese!” shouted Lisa.

Lisa took a picture of John on top of Maggie, with her double F cups drenched and dripping with cum from all sides.

“This picture will be a reminder of the best birthday gift I’ve ever gave you Maggie Crane.”

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Was That A Trick or A Treat

anal sex, exhibitionism, fucking, hot wife

Jon and I were always ones who made the holidays fun. I think we celebrated every single holiday there was in America. I think our personal favorite is Halloween now. It use to be Christmas, but a few years ago on Halloween we had a rather interesting experience that I think made it our favorite.

It was Halloween evening and Jon and I had finished decorating the house. We had plastic ghosts and witches hanging from the trees in our yard and green and orange lights lined our doors and windows. We had those jack-o-lantern lawn bags all over our yard filled with leaves and we had carved our own jack-o-lantern together and placed it on the front steps. I think we were the only people in the neighborhood that actually decorated. Jon and I huddled together in the front yard looking at the sight and holding each other tight.

It was already very cold in Michigan then, probably 40 degrees. Jon had his arms around me and had pulled me into his large trench type coat. “Well, it’s not scary” he spoke and I just giggled. I nestled into his warm comforting chest and pressed my hourglass figure against him. His hands caressed up and down my back slowly massaging and working into my muscles. Jon always knew how to relieve my tension.

We slowly made a lap around the house looking at our work. It was quickly becoming dark and Jon and I went inside to get dressed into our costumes. I slipped into this tight little short black dress and placed on the pointed black witch hat. I wore thigh high fishnet stockings and six inch black pumps and carried a little broomstick. Jon always called me his little witch.

Jon came out of the bathroom in full vampire gear. The cape was a bit short, but other than that he was gorgeous. I always wanted to fuck a vampire. To bad they are not real. Jon and I then made our way into our living room. We had set out several candy dishes for kids to collect their candy on their own outside and Jon and I were going to go down the street to the party at our friend Brian’s house. We left about 9:00pm walking down the sidewalk and admiring all the little ghosts, goblins, werewolves, vampires, ninjas, and princesses that strolled down the streets with their parents with bags full of candy.

We decided to cut through the wooded path to get to Brian’s house quicker and we huddled together as the cold wind chapped our faces. The path was very narrow and dark, but Jon and I had walked it many times before. When we reached the center of the path Jon stopped me and pulled me to him kissing me with his sweet tender lips. “I love you, Gena” he spoke to me and I smiled returning the three words with just as much sincerity. He held me there for a moment and we then turned to continue on the path, but when we looked up there before us was a man towering over the two of us.

He must have been at least seven foot tall considering he looked down at Jon and Jon was six foot two inches. He was dressed like Jon, but so much more believable. His hair was long and black and it cascaded down over his shoulders like a waterfall over rocks. His body was perfect, trimmed and fit so that his costume hugged him so tightly I could pick out each muscle in his abdomen. I shivered. This man was completely gorgeous, but something about him did strike me the wrong way. His eyes were very pale and yellow.

“Good evening” he spoke to the two of us and Jon smiled and returned the greeting extending his hand to the gentleman. The man took his hand and I could see the look in Jon’s eyes when he shook his hand. It was almost like terror.

Jon places his hand on mine and I felt that his hand was freezing cold and I looked at him and then to the man. “Can I help you?” Jon asked the gentleman still acting a little freaked out.

“Yes” the man, said, “Yes you can” he paused a moment giving us both a sly looking smile and then before I knew it he had grabbed me.

I was motionless in these creatures’ arms and though Jon attempted to free me from the man it was no use. His strength was incredible. “Don’t hurt her please,” Jon pleaded with him, but by then I had realized that the man’s intentions were not to hurt me. His hand had begun to caress my back gently as his other arm and the cape he wore circled around my body.

Jon stood there in horror not knowing what was going to happen, but for some reason I felt safe and I gave him a reassuring smile. The man’s hand had begun to wander around my form and, though hidden from Jon by the cape, his hand had begun to caress my right breast and pinch at my nipple. I must have squirmed a bit as this happened, but it was so pleasurable so different. This man was extremely gentle though wanting.

My back was pressed to him as he continued his assault on my form. The hand that caressed my back had now slid down my thigh and lifted my dress. His cold fingers caressed my inner thigh and teased my senses. I could feel myself growing wet as I looked at Jon. I did not know if he knew what was happening, but from the look on my face he must have seen that I was very pleasured.

The man’s hand found my silk panties and he rubbed my soft shaved mound through them. He had to have felt my warm juices seeping from me slowly and soaking my panties. I pressed back against him some and I felt his member pressing against my ass through his black pants. It seemed enormous. His hand ripped my panties from me and Jon must have seen him drop them to the ground because he jumped a moment, but then went back to watching.

This turned me on even more, having my husband watch as this man seduced me. The man’s fingers rubbed at my mound then parted my wet lips and began to slide across my throbbing clit. “Mmmmmm” I spoke, letting this escape my lips as he pleasured my love button. I found that I was grinding myself against his hand and then pushing my ass harder against his rock hard cock. My hand found it’s way there to his pants and I rubbed his erection through it as it begged to get out.

The man dropped the cape and now Jon could see what he was doing to me. Jon looked on as though he were watching some sort of porno movie as the man continued to work on me. His long thick fingers slid into my dripping wet hole and I moaned out like crazy. The man looked over at Jon and spoke “Come over here and help me” Jon obeyed as though he were too the man’s slave. Jon knelt to his knees and only after a second I felt his hot tongue sweeping across my clit.

The man stepped back and freed his cock from its bounds and walked back to me and turned me towards him and he stuck his cockhead against my lips. “Suck it you little witch,” he demanded and I without hesitation allowed my tongue to dart out to his member and begin to suck it. Jon let his fingers begin to roam about my pussy. He slid a couple fingers in then began to move them in and out of me. I was in ecstasy as I let the man’s enormous cock slide down into my throat. He was at least 10 inches, but somehow I managed to take him all in to where his balls were resting on my chin. As I sucked the man’s beautiful cock Jon positioned himself under me and began to eat my pussy like crazy. I trembled and shivered like mad as my juices spread across his face. I sucked harder and harder on the man’s cock and massaged his balls with one of my free hands. Jon ravaged my sweet pussy.

The man stopped me and looked down at Jon and said “Now I am going to fuck this little witch like she never has been before” Jon got out from underneath me and the man pushed me forward onto my hands and knees. “Suck your man’s cock,” he commanded and with that Jon freed his member and let it meet my face. I took it in quickly seeing Jon was unbelievably rock hard. The man positioned himself behind me and I could feel the head of his large cock probing at the entrance to my pussy. I pushed my body against him wanting that cock in my pussy so bad and he reacted by slamming it all the way into me as hard as he could.

I gagged on Jon’s cock as I went forward and the man began to slam me like crazy. Jon’s 8-inch prick twitched in my mouth as my tongue played all over it. I was moaning like crazy when I heard Jon actually get verbal. “God, Gena baby suck my cock, suck it like you never have before” I rammed his cock into my mouth taking it all into my throat. He shivered and moaned like mad as I did so.

The man continued to pound away at my pussy driving his cock further and further into my warm wet hole. He pounded so hard that it felt like he was going to rip me apart, but I was loving it. The harder and faster he went, the harder and faster I wanted it. He fucked me for several minutes then stopped and looked at Jon and spoke “Lay down for her so the hot little slutty witch can ride you.” Jon lay down and I crawled over to him and sat upon his cock impaling my pussy with it and began to ride him for all he was worth, but the man was not finished with his fun. I heard him approach me and felt his fingers rub against my clit scooping up some of my juices and he the rubbed it on my tiny little asshole.

I flinched a moment as I felt one of his long fingers invade my ass and lube the inside of the hole. “I’m gonna fuck this little slutty witches ass” he spoke as he kneeled behind me. I felt the humongous head of his cock probe against my small asshole and I shivered a moment as it did. He then with no mercy slammed his entire prick into my ass and I screamed out in pleasure now having both my holes filled with beautiful cocks. He pounded into my ass as I rode Jon’s beautiful cock.

I looked down at Jon as he spoke “Oh my god, baby, I can feel his cock in you. It’s rubbing against mine. “Oh my god it feels so damn good” Jon was getting close to coming I could tell and the man continued to fuck my ass hard and fast.

“Do you like this you little witch? Do you like having my cock in your ass and your man’s cock in your pussy? I know you like it you little slutty witch.” The man spoke as he slammed into my ass.

“Yes, oh my god yes” I replied, “Fuck me, fuck my ass, fuck my pussy, oh my god it feels so good” I spoke through my moans.

Jon’s cock began to twitch in my pussy and just as I noticed it he spoke “Oh god baby I am coming. I am coming in your hot little pussy” his neck arched back as he filled my sweet pussy with his seed.

At about the same time the man began to release his load into my ass saying “God yes…. I am coming in your ass you witch! I am going to fill it full of my come. ” He screamed out in ecstasy as I felt his load invade my ass. I myself came at that very moment as well all over Jon’s twitching cock.

I was looking down at Jon and screaming out like mad “I’m coming Jon, oh my god I am coming”

The man pulled his prick free from my ass and zipped up his pants and was gone in a flash. I stood up and looked at Jon as he put away he still semi hard member. I pulled my dress down and we turned around on the path and went back home. Jon kind of giggled to himself on the way there and as we walked into the door of our house he spoke “Well honey, did you guess that I knew that was going to happen?” he laughed again as I just looked at him. He then spoke again “I guess you got your Trick and your Treat.”

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