Saturday, September 1, 2012
Sitting In The Barracks
SITTING IN THE BARRACKS By Gene Sitting in the barracks one day, just watching TV and lounging, my buddy Paul commented on his willingness to pay $50 to see one of the drill instructor's pussies. Just to see it, he explained. He said they were all hot and looked sexy and all, but he always wondered if their pussies were cute. He then went on explaining the differences in the appearance and functionality of women's pussies before Terri, my wife, interrupted by asking him how much he would pay this or that girl to expose her pussy. He was going to say $20, but he raised it to $50. "You can get laid for $50 most places," Terri suggested, but Paul defended his statement by reminding her that the instructors weren't whores, and $50 was pretty good cash just to flash their pussy. "So how much would you pay to see mine?" My wife asked in a sweet, innocent voice. I didn't say anything, I just sat back, stunned and amused by the course the talk had taken. I like to tell Terri what a pretty pussy she has because I really do think she has a great looking pussy. Her slit is rather petite, and her outer lips are chubby and kept smooth-shaven, and I keep the dark blond triangle of curls that frame it trimmed short. Everything was sort of time delayed for me. Everything I heard took quite a few seconds to actually achieve meaning for me, so by the time my brain truly understood she was talking about showing him her pussy, my friend Paul was telling my wife she was hot but not a drill sergeant, so he wasn't sure he'd pay $50 to see her pussy. "I can't exactly brag about having seen your pussy down at the bar to a bunch of guys who don't know who you are," He said, looking at me. I just looked back at him. I remember feeling like I wasn't really there, like I was watching a movie. Suddenly, Terri stood up, unbuttoned her jeans, and slid them down her legs. She kicked them off, sending them flying at the couch where Paul sat, and stood there in her sweater and panties with her legs spread a comfortable distance apart. The panties were small and all white and fit her very snugly there. From the top, stray curls of blonde pussy hair peeked out, and the thin fabric revealed not only the rise of her mound, but also hinted at the pursed lips of her little pussy. Terri hooked her fingers in the elastic of her panties and pulled them up even tighter against her sex, teasing him. "You sure you wouldn't give me $50 to take these off?" "You're kidding, right?" Paul asked, again looking at me, but I didn't even look at him. I was staring at my wife's crotch, trying to figure out why she was standing there, in front of my friend in her panties, and why I wasn't stopping her. "There's only one way to find out," Terri said. Paul and I had been sitting around, watching basketball and drinking too much. My wife, Terri, had occasionally wandered in and stayed for a while. Not so much to watch the game, but to see how drunk I was getting. She'd been getting on me about my drinking and warned me not to get trashed, but I was pretty far gone. I don't even remember who was playing, or which of the two teams I was cheering-I just remember taking shots every time they fouled, every time they missed a shot, and two for missing a three-pointer. Paul wasn't half as shot as I was and had more than one reason to enjoy my state. Paul pulled out his wallet and laid two twenties and two fives on the coffee table, while smirking at Terri. I tell Terri all the time what a sexy pussy she has. Paul's right -- not all pussies are cute pussies. Terri and I had gone so far as to show off her pussy at the mall doing the clich? 'wear no panties at the shoe store' thing. We always had great sex for days after letting some other guys get a peek at her preened pussy. "Well," Terri said to me, "let's see if Paul thinks my pussy is as cute as you do," Terri walked up to Paul and stood right in front of him. He sat up on the couch, which brought him face to crotch with my wife. ?Go ahead, take them off... you paid for it," Terri said in a husky voice. Stunned, I watched Paul hook his fingers in the sides of my wife's panties and slowly slide them down her bare thighs until they fell to her feet and her blonde framed pussy was naked and in his face. ?You have two minutes, Paul, do you want me to pose for you?" Paul just nodded without indicating what he wanted her to do, so my wife posed herself for him like a wanton slut. She sat down in front of him and spread her legs as far apart as she could. Then she closed them and brought her knees up to her chest. Finally, for his last thirty seconds or so, she turned around and got on her hands and knees and waved her naked pussy at him like she wanted a fucking. When the time was up, Terri simply faced him again and sat on her butt with her legs still open so Paul could still see her pussy. She then said something that was enough to tear through my alcohol-induced fog. "So, " Terri asked him, while she ran one of her fingers over the sensitive divide between her pussy lips that had started to become a little swollen, "...are you sure all you want to do is look at it? Add another fifty and I'll let you fuck me right here.? Paul looked at me with his mouth hanging open. "Don't worry about him," Terri told him, "...he's been dying to have someone else fuck me. Add another twenty and you can take me to our bedroom and fuck me in private," Terri then added as she slipped one of her own fingers inside herself right in front of Paul. While Paul wrote out a check, my wife pulled off her sweater and dropped her bra, exposing her breasts for him. Giggling and waving good-bye to me, my wife led Paul back to our bedroom and closed the door behind them. The blood in my veins started to boil, but it wasn't jealousy. Terri was right-I'd been fantasizing about her fucking other men for ages I just didn't know she knew how much. Even as I thought about that, I thought about her taking off Paul's clothes. I saw her in my mind, freeing his erection and cooing over it as she lay back on our bed, spreading her legs to expose her cunt for another man to mount. By the time I made it to the bedroom door, my wife's giggles had become sighs -- the sounds she makes when her pussy is first entered. When her vocalizations changed to more of a grunt, I knew he was thrusting harder inside her. Then came the keening cry from her that told me she had orgasmed on his cock. Making her cum excited Paul more and he started fucking her harder, grunting and moaning. I could clearly hear him telling her how good her pussy felt and how long he had wanted to fuck her. When he came, I had no idea whether he'd cum inside her or pulled out and shot his load on her body, but I knew they'd be coming out soon, so I made my way back to the couch. For some reason, I wanted to act like it hadn't affected me, like I wasn't even concerned that my wife had just sold her pussy for $70. Paul came out dressed, except for his socks and shoes, but my wife came out still naked and stayed that way. I had gotten quite hard, and Terri noted it with satisfaction, enjoying my shocked stare at her open, swollen pussy. I later found out she decided to remain nude because she wanted me to see the traces of my friend's sperm still leaking out of her pussy. I asked her why she charged him money to fuck her and she said she might as well get paid for it. I asked her if it didn't make her feel like a whore and she asked me when the last time a player in the NFL or NBA played for free. Enjoying what you do doesn't mean you have to do it for free she reminded me. After that, Paul would come over at least once a month to fuck my wife. She meets him at the door in a sexy nightie-or naked-and sits him on the couch. She teases him -- and me -- for a while first by wandering around us with her tits and ass visible. She does this as an appetizer, and because I like to watch as she undresses him and sucks his cock right there in the living room. When he cums, Terri strives to swallow every drop because Paul is the only other guy who gets to cum in her mouth. The four other guys Paul has introduced to Terri have to wear a condom when they fuck her, but she still loves it. Terri wouldn't mind me watching in the bedroom but some of the guys do, so we set up two hidden cameras to record everything. We watch and edit the tapes together, and I?m still the only guy she fucks for free. 2979 1.16/512345
Terrified Teacher (Part 2)
Terrified Teacher - II Story Content :(m/f, i/r, n/c) By Black Demon Leon's next conquest of a beautiful teacher occurred none other than Valentine's Day. He had been to this new school for the past two weeks to assist as the handy man assigned to the school had taken ill. As this school had a regular handy man, this was his first opportunity to scope out the beautiful teachers that taught here. One beauty had caught his attention immediately. A second grade teacher named Mrs. Kristi Ames, who's beauty just glowed. Light brown hair, milk white skin, petite in stature, and always looking elegant dressed in either a white dress or a combination white and pastel color. Her lovely trim legs accented with her low white heels. What a beauty to defile. Leon's problem was to even get near this lovely young beauty. He learned by listening in the lounge area to learn the Mrs. Kristi Ames was a happily married mother of three. Her husband a bank executive and her children now at the middle school. She was in her mid-thirties but looked much younger. Each time Leon tried to get near the lovely teacher, she politely answered any questions he had asked her and eased off to be with other teachers. It was obvious to Leon that his black presence scared her and made her very uncomfortable. All the better to satisfy Leon's lustful desires. But getting into her panties would be quite difficult. On Valentine's Day, just after school ended, Leon was doing general clean up as he neared the beautiful teacher's classroom. He glanced in to observe her, with her back to him. She was reaching up to remove valentine decorations, exposing her long trim white legs. Leon's cock twitched in his pants. He moved quietly up behind the unsuspecting beauty. When he was just behind the beautiful teacher, her could smell her intoxicating perfume. "Let me help you with that!" he spoke in his deep voice. Kristi gasped in surprise and fell back against him in the shock. She was frozen for a moment, the large black hands held her shoulders to keep her from falling. She was having trouble breathing as she felt the growing movement against her tight buttocks. Kristi finally recovered enough to stand on her own. Leon stepped forward a bit just so his throbbing cock could be felt by his lovely victim. Kristi gasped and shook in fear. Finally gathering her thoughts. "T-T-hank you. I've got to take care of some paperwork in the school's office right now". Leon smiled as the shaken beauty quickly exited the classroom. He knew that he was the real reason she was going to the office. Leon obseved the open can of Coke that she had just started to drink. Leon felt it was still full and cold. He quickly added his little packet of crystal meth, finished removing the decorations and left the room. Going to the school's office, Leon leaned in "Oh, Mrs. Ames, I've removed all the Valentine Decorations from the wall." "Th-Thank you" she replied nervously. Kristi watched as the black tormentor walked to the classrooms across the small grass area, parallel to where her room was located. Kristi made a bee-line back to her room, closing the door and bolting it shut. She began to clean her desk and do a little paper work before headed home. "Thank goodness that awful black is out of here. God, I couldn't move when he put his big black paws on me. That damned filthy man actually had the nerve to rub his thing against me" she thought as she drank her coke. Unknown to Kristi, her tormentor was in an empty classroom, away from the windows, smiling in triumph as he watched her consuming the can of coke. Fifteen minutes later, Kristi grabbed her purse along with some books to head home and prepare dinner for her loving husband and children. She held on to her desk, feeling uneasy and light headed. Never had she felt this way before. She slowly walked to the door thinking she had better get home and rest. She gasped loudly after she unbolted the door and opened it. There stood the black janitor, blocking the doorway. She stumbled back, dropping her purse and books. Leon stepped into the classroom quickly closing the door behind him and bolted the door. "No....no....please.... please ..you must leave!" stammered the beautiful teacher. Kristi had her hands up in defense, slowly moving backwards while Leon grinned and moved up to the frightened young teacher. Leon loved her pained expression of fear. Suddenly, Kristi's back met the blackboard. Her lovely hands and manicured fingers, held in front of her, met the sweaty shirt worn by Leon. She whimpered as she felt the hard steel chest moving forward. Leon's right hand moved quickly and grasped the front of Kristi's thin white dress, tearing it down the middle. Kristi was too shocked to scream and only gasped in her shock. Leon grabbed her outstretched hands and brought them down to his 12" tool. Kristi gasped as her hands made contact with the throbbing cock, covered only by his thin trousers. Leon's manhood threatened to break through the material as the dainty hands touched him. The drug was doing its job. Kristi closed her eyes from this horror. Her dainty hands acted on its own will squeezing and stroking the massive covered weapon. Leon's hands moved to the front of her thin bra and it quickly tore apart from the strength of the black fingers. Leon leaned forward and Kristi moaned as her senitive pink nipples were exposed and being suckled by this hungry black. A few minutes, Kristi was carried a few feet with Leon licking the sensitive nipples and her hands still squeezing his now damp trousers. With one sweep of the hand, the desk was cleared. Kristi was gently laid down upon it. Her eyes closed tightly, she sobbed in shame and humiliation, pleading "Please don't, please leave, I'm married and have always been true to my husband!" Leon removed her white heels and rolled down her nylon panty hose to reveal her trim milky white legs. He brought her dainty white feet up to his grubby black face and inhaled the beautiful fragance and licked every inch of each dainty foot. Kristi's panties were torn to shreds in no time at all. Kristi was stripped bare, sobbing on the very desk that she instructed her students. She opened her eyes when she heard a zipper. She gasped in fright as she was witness to the largest and blackest penis she could imagine. Fear set in "Please don't rape me.....please.... you're way to big.... you'll kill me with that!" Kristi's husband was only have the size, in both length and girth. Kristi groaned and her eyes rolled as Leon set out to suck the honey out of her. "Please no.........please, that's so dirty" she pleaded, never before having had the pleasure of having her pussy sucked and licked. The invading tongue brought unwanted sensations shooting up the petite white body. Suddenly she arched up into Leon's face, her body shaking in uncontrolled spasms as she orgasmed and fed her tormentor with a flow of thick honey. Leon moved up onto the desk, holding himself just above the sobbing beauty, his thick cock head greasing itself in her slick groove. Kristi reached with her hands to push him away "Please no, please no, don't rape me.......please.......you'll get me pregnant! Please don't, I'm not on the pill!" This made Leon grin in triumph as he thought of impregnating his beautiful teacher with his black cock. "Ohhhhhh, please nooooo........." Kristi pleaded as the huge black cockhead inserted itself in her wet slit. "Oh, please ........... please, you don't have a condom on!" she begged. She sobbed when she heard the response "Baby, I'm going to knock you up good and plant a little black baby in your sweet tummy! Oh, God baby, I'm going to love 'ruining' you with this ole black snake of mine. You report this and you think your loving white boy husband will put his little pecker in here again?" With one arm around her trim waist, Leon covered her mouth as he reared back a little and slammed his black cock in. "Ahhhhhhhhgggggggggg...................." Kristi screamed. Leon was glad her covered her mouth or the screamed would have had everyone in the office down to the classroom in no time. Only half his cock had sunk in. Boy, was she tight, like a virgin. He reared back and this time slammed home the entire black salami. "Ahhhhhhhhhggggggg....." came the muffled scream again. Leon let his cock settle in, knowing he was definitely exploring virgin territory. Then he began small stroking motions and lengthened the strokes each time. Kristi's sobbing continued and then turned to mewling sounds, as unwanted pleasure to her drug induced mind began to effect her lovely body. Suddenly, Kristi's trim arms went around his black neck and her milky white legs lifted themselves and crossed over the humping black butt. Leon loved the changed expression of the beautiful drugged teacher. She was in another world with the fuck pleasure he was giving her with each stroke and withdrawal. Suddenly her arms and legs tightened and she moaned "Ohhhhhh, nooooo ...I'm cumming.........". As her orgasm waned, Leon remained perfectly still but a slap to her face brought her back to a shocking reality. She looked up to see Leon's black grinning face. She groaned as he deliberately twitched his massive cock in her tight channel. Leon began to hammer away "Here cums my hot baby juice Mrs. Ames!" Kristi squirmed, trying desperately to get away "Please..... pull it out! Please! You'll get me pregnant!" she pleaded. Leon responded by grabbing her by the waist and slammed forward, burying the full twelve inches. "Oh, Mrs. Ames, here I cum.........." he groaned as he erupted his quart load of hot boiling gism. "Ohhhhhhhhhh........" Kristi groaned in despair but the sensation of his hot boiling cum cause her trim white legs to again cross over his spasming black butt. Her arms crossed over his thick neck as he shot his gooey load deep into her womb. "Happy Valentine's Day, Mrs. Ames! Gonna give you an Valentine baby, Mrs. Ames!" he whispered in her ear, as his softening cock continued to twitch out is's slimy goo. Twice more the beautiful teacher was seeded on her desk. After the third fucking, Kristi lay on her desk exhausted and sobbing in shame. Then she felt Leon's large hands caressing her feet. She gasped as her dainty soles were wrapped around the throbbing and sticky black cock. She couldn't believe he was now fucking her feet. She was dragged to the edge of her desk, still sying on it, as opened her eyes to see Leon's back to her. Her legs were spread and her feet were again wrapped around the sticky black log. After a few minutes, she heard her tormentor's grunt. Then her legs were let go to dangle from the edge of her desk. Leon was finally exhausted and slowly got dressed. He picked up the lacy bra and panties as prizes he had won. Before leaving, he looked back at the arousing sight of the beautiful teacher. The teacher with all the authority in the classroom was laying with her trim white legs spread obscenely on her desk. Her clothing and heels scattered on the classroom floor. His cock twitched at the thought of just having 'ruined' the most beautiful teacher of the school. Kristi opened her startled eyes realizing she had passed out for a few moments. She looked about her room to realized she was now alone. She reached down and felt her aching slit to find it messy and gooey. She groaned realizing it was not a horrible nightmare. She had been raped by the black janitor, right on her desk. To make matters worst, he had not used a condom but had shot his dirty scum deep in her womb. She looked at the large clock on the wall and panic set in. She had to hurry home before her husband and before the kids came in from playing with friends. She couldn't let them see her like this and know she had been raped. She just couldn't let anyone know she had been raped and 'ruined' by a black janitor. Kristi slowly got up and grabbed some paper towels to clean the scummy evidence of her rape from her desktop. She grabbed whatever tissues and paper towels that remained in her room to stop the overflow of the thick slimy jism. She sobbed as she couldn't find her panties nor bra, both obviously taken by her rapist. She had to put on her torn dress, using some safety pins to keep it together. She had to hurry and get home before everyone else. She quickly stepped into her white heels and groaned in despair. Each of her dainty feet had stepped into a gooey puddle. She sobbed again in shame, realizing that her black rapist must have cum in her heels when he had grunted while fucking his long thick cock between her feet. With no time to spare for further clean up, Kristi rushed to the parking lot to head home before her family got there. Once arriving home, Kristi was so relieved to see she had beaten everyone home. She would have to douche quickly and shower away the filth on and deep in her body. Then to get dinner started before her family realized something was amiss. Once in the safety of her bathroom, she set about to douche the slime from her fertile womb, praying she was in time. Then she got to the shower stall before removing her torn dress and cum soaked heels. She looked into the mirror and sobbed, seeing the white splotches all over her face and hair. All evidence of dried male cum from her black rapist, who had wiped his slimy cock over the unconscious beauty's face and cleaned himself in the silky brown hair. Kristi did not know how she managed to get through the dinner at the elegant hotel her loving husband took her for Valentine's day. Her mind in disgust from the savage rape of two days earlier. She felt soiled and disgraced. 'Ruined' by the muscular black janitor. She would never feel clean again. She knew the rapist was right about her husband not wanting to make love to her again if he knew his precious wife had been 'ruined' by a nigger. That evening, she tried to tell her husband she was exhausted but just couldn't put him off. She felt guilty in letting him soil himself where a black had deposited his filth. Yet she desperately wanted to feel clean again, hoping that making love with her loving husband would do it. But her husband had not lasted long as his beautiful wife wrapped her lovely legs around him and began to fuck back at his him. Kristi lay back on the bed, wide awake, as her husband fell asleep from exhaustion. Fifteen minutes later, Kristi was unable to sleep and got out of bed. She decided to go down to the kitchen and gather her thoughts. Maybe a bite to eat would keep her mind from thinking of the rape. Upon opening the refrigerator, one item caught her attention. Biting down on her lip, she scolded herself and closed the door. She leaned against the refrigerator for a moment, her legs feeling weak. Then she opened the frig again and reached for the long thick cucumber on the bottom shelf. Going quickly to the hallway bathroom, she locked the door. She closed her eyes, panting in desperation, spreading her trim legs as she let the green cucumber give her some relief. But she could only achieve an orgasm by picturing herself on her desk being brutally shagged by the black janitor. A month went by and it was now spring vacation. She had felt relieved that the rapist had not returned following the eventful Valentine's Day Rape. The school's regular janitor had recovered from his illness and returned to his job on the following monday. She hoped the spring break would allow her mind to relax and bring back the magic she used to have with her husband. Since her savage rape, she could not reach a climax with her husband. The only means of an orgasm was through masturbation, which she felt was sinful, and thinking back to the climaxes reached during the rape. With her husband at work and the kids out shopping with friends, Kristi could get the house cleaned and putter in the garden. She heard the doorbell ring and thought it was one of the kids returning. Opening the door, she gasped as the black janitor grinned at her. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Ames. I brought you present for Easter!" Leon greeted, as he rubbed the bulge in his pants. Kristi could not speak as she starred at the janitor's hand actions. "Would you like to open this present I brought for you, Mrs. Ames?" Leon taunted. Kristi swallowed hard, unable to say anything. Biting down on her bottom lip, eyes tearing, the lovely school teacher nodded 'yes'. "Well, let's open your present in your bedroom, Mrs. Ames!" Leon suggested. Putting her head down in shame, Kristi led the way to the master bedroom. Leon leered at the trim milk white legs of the beautiful teacher. Those beautiful legs would soon be spreading with for his big black cock. Once in the bedroom, Kristi was panting in need, knowing this black janitor possessed the instrument that would finally ease her sexual frustration. She ripped off her clothing, baring her charms to the man who had brutally raped her a month ago. "Time to get on your knees to open your present teach" Leon taunted. Kristi got to her knees and unbuckled Leon's belt, opening the button, and drawing down the zipper. Kristi reached in, pulling the long black snake from its hiding place. She let the throbbing black snake rub itself all over her lovely face, feeling the trails of its thick venom as it moved about. Kristi darted her pink tongue to lick the salty venom from the snake's head, then sucked the snake's head into her tiny mouth. Then she bit at the thick snake, squeezing it hard in her dainty fists, pulling at it, trying to swallow it whole. This caused the black snake to unleash a torrent of its vicious thick venom, filling her mouth to the brim. The lovely teacher began to swallow the thick venom as the snake began to shrink away. Had the school teacher's husband been a witness to this scene, he would never believe this was in fact his na?ve young wife. Never had her husband had the pleasure of his wife's soft lips on his manhood. Oh, how he had tried to his beautiful wife use her lovely lips on him but she flat out refused saying such an act was dirty and disgusting. Over the next two hours, the marital bed of Ames' was occupied. Only not by husband and wife. Kristi reached four mind-shattering orgasms. The contrast of the muscular black janitor and lily white body of the petite school teacher was a sight to behold, especially with the trim white legs and arms securely wrapped around the bucking black body. Three loads of black baby juice was deposited deep in the teacher's fertile womb. Leon could not believe the beautiful teacher begging him "Oh, fuck me, fuck me harder ...I love your Easter present ....give me another present ....give me your black baby juice ...give it to me .....fuck a black baby in me!" That evening, Kristi decided to give her husband a surprise. Her husband couldn't believe his good fortune as his wife rubbed his cock and nuzzled up to it, as he lay on his back. God, his lovely wife was kissing his prick for the first time and now she was actually putting it in her mouth for the first time. When his beautiful wife straddled him, he couldn't believe the change in her as she was going to allow him to taste her for the first time also. He had tried once before but that ended up in a nasty fight with his wife crying and calling him a pervert. As he lapped at the slick womanhood, he thought she must really be excited for the amount of juice she was emitting. If he only knew how all that juice had gotten there, Mr. Ames would not have been so happy with his good fortune. The lovely Mrs. Ames rubbed her soft womanhood into the face of her loving husband, wanted to share what was left of her present. As Easter approached, Kristi became concerned that her period had not come. Normally on her cycle was right on time. Taking a home pregnancy test, her fear was confirmed. In going over her calendar, her most dangerous period was calculated from the time of her last period. It became obvious to her that she had in fact conceived in her very own classroom, right on her sturdy oak desk. End of Story (Part II). 14589 2.26/512345
A Meeting To Remember
A meeting to Remember By Celtic Bard My wife Michelle and I have been married now for 2 years. We met in a bar when I was 27 and she was 29. The circumstances of our meeting are probably what led to the lifestyle we live and enjoy. When I met Michelle it was at a bar. I was with my roommate Mike, who was, and is a very confident, handsome, smart frat boy GQ type who knows all the right moves. I'm your average guy who guys like Mike like to keep around to look good. Mike and I met Michelle with her friend Jennifer and we all hung out drinking and talking. At the end of the night Jennifer went home and Michelle came home with Mike and me. When we got to the house it was obvious that Mike and Michelle wanted to be alone so I went off to bed feeling like a looser. Michelle is 5'7" tall with long wavy blonde hair, green eyes, 36B tits and legs that won't stop! As I lay there in bed, I knew that Mike would be fucking Michelle that night in a matter of 30 minutes or so. When I heard Mike and Michelle laughing and Mikes door shut behind them I knew it was a done deal. I waited about 10 minutes and then quietly tip toed to Mike's door where I listened to what was happening. When I got to the door I could hear quiet sighs and the sound of two bodies moving together. Soon the quiet sighs became moans and then the unmistakable sound of fucking. I could just imaging Michelle on her back with her legs wrapped around Mikes ass pulling his cock deep into her willing pussy. Michelle was quite vocal and I probably could have stayed in my room and heard her moans of ecstasy. While at the door listening, my cock became hard as a fucking rock and I had to pull it out and beat my meat. Here I was pulling my little dick while my roommate was giving Michelle what sounded like the fuck of her life. When I heard Mike and Michelle cum together I heard Michelle say "don't pull out I want you to cum inside me." When I heard that I began to shoot my load all over the wall and floor. While I was cumming I moaned uncontrollably - just at that moment it suddenly got quiet in the room. Then I heard a quiet whisper and then both Michelle and Mike laughing. The next morning, Saturday, Mike had to go off to work. When I got up I went out to the Kitchen to get a glass of orange juice. As I rounded the corner I saw Mikes door half open and I could see Michelle still there sleeping almost totally uncovered in Mikes bed. Mike always closes his door when he leaves, so I thought it was pretty suspicious that the door was open. At this point I decided that orange juice took a back seat to looking at this incredibly beautiful woman sleeping naked. As I was watching Michelle I couldn't help but remember the night before and in doing so got another raging hard on. Maybe raging isn't the word for it as my cock is only 4 and a half inches totally erect. I started beating off and wasn't paying attention when suddenly I heard Michelle say "you call that a dick?" I nearly jumped out of my skin and very quickly tried to cover up my dick. "Don't hide that puny thing," Michelle said, "let me watch you, unlike last night when you beat off outside the door like a coward." I was totally humiliated and didn't quite know what to do. What surprised me was that getting caught and the assertive sneering nature of Michelle's command was turning me on even more. I stood there shocked and slowly uncovered my diminutive dick. "Do you know that Mike's cock is at least 2 times the size of your puny cock." At that statement my cock jerked in response. Michelle was now sitting up on Mike's bed. "Come here." Michelle commanded. I walked up to where Michelle sat and she looked at me with distaste. "Get down on your knees and beat your little tiny pee pee for me," Michelle sneered. Without thinking, I got down on my knees and did as I was told. At this point Michelle told me how she and Mike had heard me the night before and laughed. She told me that she saw the stain I left on the wall and carpet and that she decided to stay and teach me a lesson. She said if she knew how pathetic my dick was last night she would have laughed even harder. Michelle could tell how turned on I was. I was so excited I was shaking and shivering and precum was pouring out of my dick. The next thing I knew Michelle slid to the edge of the bed so her legs were spread wide and her entire pussy was exposed. "See my pussy" she said, "Mike fucked it good last night with his big man cock." "Your little boy cock couldn't even begin to satisfy my hungry pussy." I looked at her pussy and could see dried cum in her pubic hair. Her lips were still swollen from the fucking it got the night before. "Come lick my pussy," Michelle said. "But Mike came in your pussy" I protested. "Shut the fuck up you little pussy boy and lick my cunt now!" This woman had some guts pushing me around like this but I slowly moved over and timidly put my mouth by her pussy. "Lick my cum filled cunt," she said. As I began to lick her pussy the aroma of cum and a faint strange taste filled my mouth. "It taste's funny" I said. "That's the taste of Mike's man cock and cum, eat it" she said. The thought of eating another man's cum from this woman's pussy wasn't something I expected to turn me on but suddenly I wanted nothing more than to suck Mikes cum out of her sweet pussy. The taste was incredible and unlike anything I'd ever experienced. I began sucking, licking and rubbing my face all over her cunt. Michelle lay back, grabbed my head and pulled me even deeper in her quim and started moaning like crazy. "Eat my sperm filled pussy, and beat your useless little prick." Michelle was rolling her eyes back in her head and her stomach was contracting - I could tell she was close to cumming. Suddenly Michelle screamed out "Oh fuck, I'm cumming." As Michelle came she was making more noise than the night before. When she came, her whole body convulsed and her pussy began gushing fluid. I could taste cum and her juices filling my mouth and dribbling down my chin. At the same moment, I began shooting my load all over the floor. When we were done we both collapsed for a few minutes. Finally Michelle said, "Clean up your pathetic little puddle." With that she got up and went into Mike's bathroom to take a shower. I cleaned up my mess and went to take a shower as well. When I came back, Michelle was gone. Less than a week later Michelle came home with Mike again. This time she was sure to talk down to me in subtle ways but each time she talked to me there was electricity for me. That night Michelle fucked Mike again and really put on a performance. Without leaving my room I could hear her moaning "Mike your cock is huge" and "stretch my tight little pussy with that big dick." Laying in bed I listened with my door open and beat off at least 3 times thinking of our last encounter and knowing her pussy was getting stretched out and her belly being filled with sperm. When I got up in the morning to get ready for work I noticed that Mike was already gone and that Michelle had stayed once again. This time she didn't pretend to sleep, she just pushed me down on the couch and sat her cum filled pussy square on my face and had me eat her out and suck every last drop of the sperm Mike had left behind. Again, Michelle came with incredible intensity and again a thick fluid gushed out of her pussy when she came. I've since learned that Michelle has a unique quality - Michelle ejaculates, when she cums pussy juice squirts out of her pussy in buckets. One night, right after Mike and Michelle fucked, Michelle waited for Mike to fall asleep and then she quietly came into my room and surprised me by sitting on my face. Something was definitely different tonight. When she sat on my face thick gobs of Mike's cum dropped heavily on my tongue. At first I almost gagged - this was fresh thick sperm - I could have been just sucking Mike's dick and had the same effect. Michelle reached down and pushed my mouth closed before I spit it out and told me to swallow it. I followed her instructions and she continued to rub her cunt all over my face covering me with pussy juice and cum until she had an orgasm. Without a word or a care for my needs she was gone and back to Mike's bedroom. This scenario repeated itself on and off again for two months. Then on a night when Mike was out of town on a business trip Michelle came over very drunk. I invited her in and offered her some water. We sat down on the couch and I was noticing that Michelle was being very sweet to me. I wasn't sure how to react so I just sat there and listened to her. What Michelle told me was a shock to my senses. Michelle said that she was in love with me and that she was sorry for being such a bitch to me. She wasn't sure why she got off on treating me so badly but that it was the most intense turn on for her to treat me bad and have me suck another man's cum out of her pussy. I was completely blown away. I wondered if it was just that she was drunk. That night Michelle and I slept with my arms around her holding her tenderly. I was in heaven. I felt overwhelmed at having such an incredible turn of events occur. In the morning we woke up and I made breakfast for both of us in bed. That day Michelle and I were inseparable. We had a blast. We got along incredibly well and had some amazing conversations. The next night we had dinner and went to the theatre. Michelle told me that everything she said was true and that she wanted to date me and that her love for me was real. The next day Mike was coming back from his trip and I was getting nervous. I wasn't sure how to break the news to him. I set it up so that he and I would go out to our favorite sports bar and I could feel him out over a few beers and figure out how to tell him. I was waiting in the living room when he came home. To my surprise Michelle was with him. As they walked in Michelle said "Goodnight Austin, I'm going to fuck Mike's brains out." As she said that she tossed me a Penthouse and said "Maybe you can pretend to have a date and beat off." I was crushed and totally confused. I went to my room and slammed the door. As I lay there I could hear them fucking like rabbits. Michelle was sure to make a lot of noise. That next morning I left early to avoid running into Mike or Michelle. When I got to work there was a message waiting for me from Michelle. She wanted to meet me for lunch. I called her back and said that I couldn't make it for lunch I had to go back to the apartment and prepare for a business trip. She said that was perfect and would meet me at the apartment. I was very apprehensive about our meeting but I went ahead and said OK. When Michelle got to the apartment she sat down with me and explained that she really did love me but that when it came to sex she loved to humiliate me and treat me like shit. She apologized and said she couldn't explain it but that was just how it would be between her and I if I wanted to see her. As we talked about the situation I got more and more turned on thinking about how she humiliated me in front of Mike the night before. I asked her if Mike came inside her last night. Michelle got a devilish grin on her face and said "of course." I immediately wanted to eat her pussy. Michelle planned for this and told me she hadn't taken a shower and had worn panties to catch any cum that might have leaked out of her pussy. Her character immediately switched and she started treating me like shit with little jabs like "I bet you jerked your little penis as Mike fucked me with his huge cock last night didn't you?" I got down on my knees, took out my little cock and started sucking her panties and then I ate her little sperm filled snatch. As all this was happening I suddenly realized that this was exactly how I wanted things. I loved it when she humiliated me and treated me like shit and I really loved eating her luscious pussy after it had been fucked and creamed by another man. Right after I got back from my trip I moved out of Mike's apartment and got my own apartment a few miles away. Michelle and I started seeing each other on a regular basis but she would be gone most of the night and then come over to my place and have me eat the cum out of her pussy from her dates. I found out that Mike wasn't the only guy Michelle was seeing. In fact, Michelle was getting laid at least once a day, sometimes more by at least 5 guys she was seeing. Not only that sometimes she had multiple partners. Right after I got my own place Michelle also let me fuck her for the first time. It was immediately after she fucked two of her lovers and they had both filled her belly with sperm. I was in heaven with my little cock sloshing around another man's sperm in her swollen, stretched out freshly fucked pussy. As we fucked Michelle told me that she could barely feel my little cock, that I could never satisfy her lust for big cock and that I wasn't even half the lover any of her other men were. She told me that I had no control over whether she fucked other men or not and that she could tell that she now owned me and my pathetic little dick. She said that my cock would never satisfy a real woman and that she didn't have to worry about me fucking around on her. Since then Michelle and I have had some amazing adventures. Michelle and I got married and she isblatantly fucking my boss. The humiliating part is that the rest of the office knows about it too and everyone makes jokes about how I must be a pathetic lover. The sneering looks I get from the good-looking secretaries in the office really turn me on. Michelle also brings her lovers over to the house and fucks them in our bed. When her lovers are over I'm not allowed to get off of my knees and I am forced to serve them in any way she wishes. Lately Michelle has taken to having me put her lovers cock inside her. During her fuck sessions she makes me sleep on the couch and makes sure I hear her comments to her lovers like "my husband has such a small cock, I really need to be fucked by a real man like you, he's so pathetic" and "my god, your cock is so big, my husband could never fuck me like you do." Our lifestyle isn't for everyone but it works for us. I am constantly aroused by the antics of my slutty wife and I love the humiliation of other men knowing what a pussy whipped wimp I am. Our relationship isn't just about sex. When Michelle and I are together we treat each other with the utmost respect and love each other dearly. When it comes to sex though, Michelle rules my world. Recently we've talked about how humiliating it would be for me if she got pregnant by one of her black lovers. We've been tracking her cycle and we are pretty sure we can set it up so she gets fucked by one of her horse dicked ebony lovers when she's ovulating. I practically cum at the thought of her screaming out in ecstasy as one of her black stud's pumps his seed into my wife's pretty little belly and makes her pregnant with his child! 7863 1.28/512345
Honey part 1
My name is Jim and my wife Honey and I have been married for eight years. We have two twin girls age four. I work for an insurance company and Honey works for a big advertisement company. Honey has to deal with big time clients and works off commission. Honey has shoulder length blonde hair and is 5'6" tall with an hour glass figure. She has long slim legs and seeing her wearing her 5" spike heels. They show off all her curves in all the right places. Even after the girls were born, Honey has maintained her figure. Honey is as beautiful as the day I met her in college. I remember back in college when we were dating. Honey always loved to wear short skirts with heels. She always seemed to find the right top to show off her ample breasts. Honey wears a 36C bra and with her 22"slim waist line, they appear much larger. To this day she still wears provocative attire. I really can?t complain about her wearing what she does to work. We both know it helps bring in some of the big commissions she has earned over the last six years. This weekend marks the start of summer vacation for the girls. We made plans for them to stay with Honey?s parents in Florida for the whole summer. We?ll have the whole summer alone for the first time in four years. Although we?ll miss the girls, we both look forward to spending time like we did before we became parents. Saturday arrived and Honey?s parents were here early to pick up the girls. We got everything loaded in the car and they were on their way before noon. Our first little date alone together would be a nice dinner tonight. Honey mentioned she wanted to drop off her wedding and engagement rings off to be cleaned and inspected. It?s part of our insurance plan that we do this once a year. Honey picked a very nice place that had seafood. I have to admit, not seeing Honey?s rings on her left hand made me feel like we were dating again. I had noticed a guy in the mall this afternoon checking her out as if she were single. It?s only for a week and her rings will be back on her finger where they should be. We returned home from our dinner and a last minute decision to see a late movie. I sat myself down on the sofa while Honey went up stairs to change into something a little more comfortable. Just when I thought I could fall asleep, I herd Honey making her way down the steps and into the family room. Honey had changed into a pair of black stockings being held up by a black garter belt. She had on a matching half brassier and a pair of spike heels. To top things off she had splashed on a little of my favorite perfume. Honey made her way over to where I was setting and sat down on my lap wrapping her arms around me and giving me a big kiss as she settled herself down. I told Honey I loved her, and she kissed me again, this time her tongue had found its way in my mouth. Honey knew what turned me on the most and tried very hard to please me in every way. I consider myself one of the luckiest guys on earth. I reached around to unclasp Honey?s brassier and tossed it over on the floor. After caressing her firm breasts for a minute or more, I slowly slid my hand down her back to her legs. I spread her legs apart and ran one hand up and down her inner thighs and slowly worked my hand over toward Honey?s pussy while my other hand went back to massaging her breasts. Honey than pulled her legs together and stood up pulling me with her. Honey unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off first. Than she unbuckled my pants and slid them down my legs as I stepped out of them. Next came my boxers as she pulled them down I stepped out of those as fast as I could. I was already as hard as a rock when Honey reached down and began stroking me with her long slim fingers. She always wore red polish because she knew it got me excited and turned on. Honey pushed me back onto the sofa and kneeled down in front of me. Smiling up at me as she continued stroking me, I could see her cleavage from this angle. Honey slowly bent forward and started to lick the sides of my shaft. She worked her tongue in tiny circles moving so gently around the sides of my shaft as I started to leak cum as Honey slowly moved her head into position to engulf the head in her mouth. Honey slowly lowered her head until she had the entire length inside her mouth. I?m not a very big man, just a little more than five inches long and not as thick as some of the guys I knew in college, but this felt good. Honey has this way to coat my entire shaft with her saliva, than lick it back up. Her mouth felt so hot as she worked her mouth over my shaft. Honey kept this up for a few more minutes until she slowly stood up and moved herself into position with one leg kneeing on each side of me until she was setting on top of me facing me. I reached around with both hands to cup her firm little cheeks in my hands. As Honey began kissing me, I moved one hand down around to grab my shaft to position it at the entrance of Honey?s pussy. I could feel how wet she was as she dripped onto my hand as I got close. I slowly parted her pussy lips with my hand and the head of my shaft pushed inside just enough to feel the warmth of my wife as she slowly lowered herself down its length until she was setting still on my lap. Honey than moved up slowly as I could feel her gripping my shaft as she moved up. Honey is very talented with her pussy muscles and uses them for the fullest advantage. Honey was now grinding her hips in slow circles as she moved herself around on my shaft. I glanced down to see her little belly rotating itself in little circular motions. As I looked further down at her shaved mound, I could see my shaft rubbing against Honey?s clit. I than tilted my head down to take one of her beautiful full breasts into my mouth to suck. I felt like an infant as I ran my tongue in small circular motions around her nipple than doing the other as Honey kept up her motions on my shaft. As I sucked on her right breast, I could see her shapely legs still wearing the spike heels. God this woman is hot I thought to myself. I moved my head back up to kiss my wife as I was nearing my orgasm, I wanted to hold out until Honey had a chance to cum herself. This didn?t take long as I felt Honey starting to shake her whole body above me. Honey leaned back as I held her hands in mine. I kept her from falling off me as she reached her orgasm screaming how good it felt and telling me to keep screwing her as she came. Her orgasm seemed to last about a minute when I felt her shake again as she was having a second one in a row. This in turn caused me to release my load deep inside my wife?s pussy. I gave out at least six good spurts of cum all hitting her cervix each time. Honey?s pussy started to grip me again as if to squeeze every last drop of cum from my shaft. Honey slowly leaned forward as I put my arms around my wife telling her how much I loved her. I could feel cum oozing out from around my shrinking shaft as it slowly slipped out of my wife?s pussy with a trail of cum behind it. Monday morning came too fast as we were both getting ready for work. I watched Honey as she came out of the shower and started putting on the clothes she had chosen to wear today. She slid into a pair of nude panty hose. I didn?t notice any panty?s this morning as she reached around pulling up a black brassier around her full breasts. Honey had chosen a black skirt, not too short but just above the knee. Honey has also picked out a blouse that showed off a little cleavage. It was a green in color and green always made her blonde hair look more attractive. As we left this morning saying our goodbye?s and kissed, I could smell the perfume my wife was wearing and wanted to take her back into the house and screw Honey again before we both left for work. But we were both running late this morning. We got into our cars and left. Evening came and I waited for Honey to come home from work. I got off a little early and made dinner for us. I was just lighting the candles when I herd the front door shout. Honey had a big smile on her face and kissed me as she walked in. She still looked as fresh as she did this morning when we left for work. I hadn?t noticed this morning how much Honey?s pushup brassier had pushed her breasts out in this blouse. There was so much cleavage showing, and she looked so hot! We just got ourselves seated for dinner when Honey started to tell me about this exciting news she had today at work. She told me there is this new company they will be running some ads on tv and the contract will be for three years and means millions. Honey said she was going to be the person in charge of getting the contract signed. Honey said she met with Mr. Howard the top executive from their firm today and said everything looked good. Honey had gone on to tell me all the details about the contract and that she would be entitled to a big commission on the whole deal. In fact, Mr. Howard took me to lunch today and he likes me enough to have me close the entire deal by the end of the week. Than, Honey hit me with a little curve that I didn?t know how to respond to. Mr. Howard assumed I was not married because he didn?t see I was wearing a wedding ring. I just looked at her for a moment until Honey said she didn?t want to say anything because she was so close to closing in on this contract. I couldn?t blame her for that but how were we going to get out of this one if he asked her out. Than, Honey told me, he asked her out tomorrow evening. I was stunned by what my lovely wife telling me. I asked her if she accepted his offer to go out and she responded with a yes. She said she didn?t know what else to do at this point. Anyway, she told me how Mr. Howard had suggested a nice restaurant for dinner and maybe afterward going back to his place for a drink. Honey than explained to him that she had a brother at home that would be worried about her if she were out too late. Honey than said that was all she could think of saying at the moment because his offer had taken her by surprise. Than she went on to tell me that Mr. Howard had a very disappointed look on his face. Honey said she made a suggestion about coming back to her place. She didn?t want anything to get in the way of closing this big contract. Honey told me that Mr. Howard seemed to be happy with my suggestion and dinner would be at six. Honey told me that I was going to have to be her brother for the evening. I didn?t care for the situation she got us into but I knew she was trying to do the right thing for the company. At least she told him no about going to his place after dinner. I knew my wife loved me and thought about what may happen alone with a stranger in his house. Maybe we may have not been so lucky if Honey hadn?t taken her rings in for cleaning this week. Maybe things would have turned out different had he knew she was married. I didn?t mind playing along with this. I can be my wife?s brother for one evening. What the heck, it might even be a little fun. (If you would like to learn and see who Honey is, please visit my web site at www.karenkayonline.com) 3992 1.38/512345
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