As I wound my way along the access road toward the couple of gas stations I noticed a lone vehicle sitting in the park and ride lot with its’ hood up and steam wafting up from the engine compartment. As I watched, the driver’s door opened and the interior light illuminated a woman with shining red hair as she turned in her seat to exit the big Suburban and stretched a long, full, jeans-clad leg down toward the pavement.

I unconsciously slowed my truck and steered toward the entrance to the parking lot to get a better look as the tall, rubenesque redhead alighted from her truck. As I rolled up beside her and stopped I was treated to the sight of her stretching her arms behind her head to pull her hair back off of her face which caused her large breasts to strain against her pink t-shirt.

“Hi, thanks for stopping,” she said as she finished pulling her hair back, “I think it’s just low on coolant.the radiator leaks and I put some anti-freeze in but it overheated again.”

I walked over and looked under the hood.the coolant overflow bottle was full from what she had just put in, so I said to her “I think we’ll have to let it cool off a little bit and then put some coolant directly in the radiator. I have a jug of water in my truck once it cools off.”

She smiled and thanked me and then I said “you look hot, if you want to, you can sit in my truck in the a/c.”

She giggled and said “well, thanks.”

I laughed too, and said “well, you ARE hot.you also look overly warm.” We climbed into my truck and as I glanced over, I noticed her nipples hardening in the cooler air.

I must have stared a little too long, because she turned to me and said “pink”. My puzzled expression must have given me away because she repeated “pink, my nipples are pink.you looked like your x-ray vision was malfunctioning” with a cute little grin.

“Well, your psychic powers are working better than my x-ray vision,” I said with a smile.

I reached over and wiped a rivulet of sweat off of her neck as it ran down, and holding her gaze, licked the droplet off my finger.

“That might taste better direct from the source,” she said.

I leaned over, licked another droplet of sweat up with my tongue and then kissed the same spot.

She sighed and leaned into me and I kissed her softly on her lips. As we kissed, I felt her lips part and her tongue flicker across mine.

“Mmmm, salty,” she said.

I rubbed my thumb across one of her erect nipples and felt her exhale suddenly into my mouth. I slid my hand down further and under the hem of her shirt and then back up across the mound of her belly and back to her breast. I rubbed her nipple back to erection as we continued to kiss.

With an impatient gesture, she reached down and pulled her t-shirt over her head. Following her lead, I pulled her bra up out of the way, and lifting her heavy, freckle-dappled breast, I sucked her nipple into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. She sighed as she cradled my head to her breast, and then arched her neck and cried out quietly as I grazed her nipple with my teeth.

“Let me do something nice for you for helping me,” she said as she reached for my belt buckle.

I scrambled to help her undo my pants and push them and my boxers down to my knees as my hardening cock sprang free. She leaned over and I felt her hair cascade forward and dust my thighs and then her hot, soft mouth envelop my throbbing cock.

Watching her head bob in my lap as incredible sensations shot through my body brought me to the edge faster than I had ever experienced before.

I rubbed my hand across her hair and her bare shoulder and whispered, “honey, I’m going to cum.”

She nodded without breaking her rhythm and a second later my cock started to pulse wildly in her mouth as she began swallowing greedily.

I fell back against the seat, spent, my heart racing in my chest as she cleaned my cock with her tongue and then smiled up at me. I reached for her and she straightened up as I leaned down to kiss her.

“Wow,” I said, “can I return the favor?” and reached for the waistband of her jeans.

She said “let’s get my truck going and then you can follow me home to make sure it’s all right.”

I agreed with her that that sounded like a better idea, and kissed her again to seal the agreement before we got out to fill up her radiator.

After I filled the radiator and slammed the hood, I walked her back around to her door and she gently rubbed my crotch as she leaned in and kissed me. I hoped she didn’t live too far away.

A new set of crisp, soft white sheets had been washed and dried exactly once and placed on the table. Six large white beach towels and six new white washcloths were treated the same way and fluff dried to soften them. As directed she’d purchased the washbasins and the skimpy black leather skirt and nearly transparent low-cut sleeveless red blouse and transparent bra with support straps that fit wide on her shoulders. She’d stocked his selection of favorite foods except the fresh things he’d wanted. She cleaned the apartment immaculately. She’d let her hair down and brushed it two hundred and fifty times each night for a week just as he’d said. She’d practiced in her four inch black heels all week at home.

This morning, per direction, she’d made the bed with the new white sheets and no blankets. She’d set the thermostat for exactly seventy four degrees and then gone to the shower. She shaved and checked and reshaved her entire pussy area three times to make certain there was no stubble and then repeated the procedure on her legs. She applied no makeup and used no scents except the natural scent of the toothpaste and soap. She dried herself and in the bedroom she put on the bra and made certain that it was not too tight as directed and then dressed in the blouse. The bra and blouse straps overlapped perfectly.

She placed the two small washbasins on the bathroom counter and six new white washcloths next to them. Next she put on the skirt and tucked it in. She wore no panties or bra as he’d demanded. Next, she brushed her hair and put on the black heels before checking herself in the mirror. She thought she looked cheap and she felt cheap dressed this way for work, but he’d demanded it and she’d felt the excitement now as she prepared to leave for work. As she left, she remembered to put the key out so that he could get into the apartment. She didn’t know when he would arrive but was already wet from thinking about it.

In the car she pulled the shirt skirt a little higher and turned the fan on high to dry herself as she drove to work. Everybody she passed, including the ladies and her friends, stared at her as she went to her desk, sat down and began work. She’d always been extremely conservative in her dress and demeanor at work and this was a complete shift in everything she’d ever been and done. She’d never felt overly beautiful or overly endowed and her legs were short and she felt them too fat, but every guy in the place and many of the ladies stopped by her desk this morning and talked. The guys were all so obvious and some of the gals were, too.

People asked if she’d changed her hair style and it was obvious that she had. One guy volunteered to check where her computer got the wall power, but she turned him down politely. She was wet with anticipation and all this attention just increased the flow. She’d had to secretly wipe herself from a Kleenex box several times already and had to find a way to get the used tissue to the restroom for flushing. The clock seemed to drag as she worked and waited. At breakfast and now at lunch she ate nothing as he’d told her.

At quitting time a throng of people walked her to her car and the guys arranged themselves at the door to watch her sit down in the skirt. The leather slid gently up and exposed a lot more than she’d wanted as she sat with legs closed and then lifted them together and placed them under the steering wheel and shut the door. Now guys were trying to stick their heads in through the window in hopes of looking down her blouse as she started the car and drove away leaving them drooling. This was a new life!

She made a stop at the grocery for the fresh produce he’d wanted and then at the chinese food place and picked up everything he’d ordered and then drove home. When she arrived there was no sign that he’d been there and she felt disappointed as she opened the door. The door swung open and again she followed his directions precisely. She placed the bags of produce and chinese inside the door and then she stood in the doorway without closing the door and carefully removed the shoes, blouse and bra before lowering her hands to the skirt and sliding it to the floor. She picked them all up and folded them and placed them next to the food and stood again. Slowly she rotated in the open doorway, pausing when she was facing outside again and noticed two different neighbors watching her.

She smiled and almost panicked before regaining control. She bent from the waist and spread her feet wide and waited for three minutes before settling to the floor on her knees. She continued to face outside, not permitted to turn, and then backed into the room and shut the front door. Because it was summer and still bright outside she hadn’t been able to see into the darkened room as she unclothed. She reached for the food and black leather neck strap she’d put on the doorknob a week ago. She dressed in the neck strap, the only thing she was allowed to wear in the apartment, and then slowly backed to the table in front of the sofa and placed the food on the table. She heard a muffled sound and then felt a sharp slap across her ass.

He was here and the sharpness of pain was erotic and she almost climaxed. He demanded that she unfold two white towels and spread them on the table and then crawl across the rug into the bathroom and return with the basins filled as directed with warm water and soap and a clean towel for drying. Next he demanded that she stand and slowly turn so that he could inspect her. As she finished the turn he directed her to take the washcloths and wash herself thoroughly with special attention to her breasts, navel and pubic areas while he watched. She was to insure that she was clean and all soap had been removed before drying herself.

She was not allowed to talk or ask questions unless given permission and was required to follow every instruction without hesitation. He told her to open the chinese food containers and place them on each side of her and she did. Next he told her to sit on the table and pleasure herself in front of him with no assistance from him. she was told to be certain that she was thoroughly wet from the pleasuring and then to lie down on the table, and spread her legs. She was told to cover her pussy with sweet and sour pork or chicken with lots of sweet and sour sauce running through her wet pussy. She was to cover her nipples with Chow Mein and hand him a spoon.

He served himself with the spoon and she was told to keep serving. replacing diminished items as necessary. she was allowed to change the main entree’ as she wished. without informing her he would stop when satisfied. She was then to use the spoon and finish everything he’d left on her body, but add nothing more. She was to insure the spoon thoroughly cleaned every part of herself and discard nothing. When finished she was ordered to wash her body again in front of him and then change the water and return. She climaxed several times through his meal and he’d complimented her on the sweetness of the sweet and sour sauce. The feel of the spoon on her body was delicious and she wanted to urge him on, and at her turn to clean she lingered with the spoon before each bite.

He had been sitting in the chair watching and was dressed only in a cock sleeve and ball pouch of black leather. Her neck band matched the leather he wore. She wanted to have him right there. She wanted to taste him and feel him enter her and she longed for his attention. She climaxed again.

She was now ordered to thoroughly clean him with the soap, water and cloth and then dry him. She was careful and thorough as she stroked him with the cloth and then washed and examined each spot. Again she had climaxed at touching him and being so close. Her mouth watered at the thought of tasting him. but she was denied and didn’t ask. Next she was told to get a small saucer plate or dessert plate and sit on the floor in front of him. She was ordered to remove his leather and carefully place it on the floor where she sat and then place his cock and balls on the saucer. She was told to dish her own meal one item at a time over him and everything she ate was to first be served atop him on that saucer and she was to eat from the saucer with the same spoon. When her meal was complete. the washing ritual was repeated.

Now he stood, took her neck by the collar and led her into the bedroom. He examined the room and then sat on the bed and directed her to turn on the computer and access the net. He gave her a site address and name and she entered them. He ordered her to type a greeting and when she entered there was a messenger response and immediately a request to open the camera. He answered the request and made her sit at his feet. A beautiful woman come on screen and she was as totally nude as he was. They exchanged a few terms of endearment and then he began commanding her to pleasure herself.

The woman did as he commanded and between fingers and toys the woman was moaning in no time. She noticed his cock hardening and then he looked at her and told her to pleasure him. with her mouth only. She descended on him and began licking and tasting as his cock swelled more and his head throbbed under her tongue. She closed her iaround him as he watched the screen and she climaxed. It was a moment before she realized that she’d stopped working on him and his hands were now in her hair and demanding her to continue. The woman on the screen was screaming with emotion and he continued talking to the screen while viewing her.

She closed her lips tightly around his head and massaged him with them without sucking and his hands became more urgent. She toyed and licked a few more minutes and felt how wet she’d gotten when suddenly she felt a small whip across her back and he forced her head down around his hardness. The pain again sharpened her pleasure and she was aware as his cock expanded the muscles at the back of her throat and enter deep. He must have enjoyed the feeling too as she heard him moan. Now two voices filled the room as the other woman was ordered once again.

The woman was crying for release and he would not give it to her as his own excitement increased and he thrust harder and deeper. Finally he ordered the woman to cum and as it happened he filled her throat and then mouth with the creamy release she’d been wanting. He was momentarily satisfied and the knowledge caused her to commit also. She drenched a spot on the rug at his feet and was still shaking when he was ordering her to clean him. She started to withdraw when he stopped her and told her that he meant first to use her tongue and lips.

Again she was ordered to fetch the basins and wash him and then herself. As she finished he made her assume a position of all fours with her hips at the edge of the mattress. He walked behind her and teased her anus and then her pussy by massaging them with his head. He talked all the time but she heard nothing while her senses reeled. After a few moments of lubrication he entered her slowly and demanded her to seat him slowly at her own pace.

She did and when he was fully inserted she tightened her muscles and began to massage him. As he realized her movement was intended to satisfy, he began to fuck her ass hard and then harder and he ordered her how to move and what to do to please him. His excitement built and once again she felt the warmth of his flow as he filled her again and again. When he had exhausted himself she was told once again to clean him and now she realized that the other girl had been watching the full time. He commanded her to turn off the computer and then to lie at his feet as he dozed off.

Making her way down the hall she steps into their bedroom removing her clothing slowly as per explicit instructions. Smiling at the thought of when they first moved into this place, His words that she should never enter the bedroom clothed, and the small table he put next to the opening into the room.

Folding her clothes neatly she lay them down and steps into the room, her eyes taking in the neatly made bed, and moving a pillow just a touch. Glancing at the clock she moves quicker, her steps still as graceful as always but with time running out she knew she must be ready in time for His arrival.

Taking the necklace from around her neck she places the key on it into the lock opening up the trunk that is sitting at the end of the bed. Taking out her collar she kisses it, smiling at the remembered times, then placing it aside she leaves the trunk open and waiting for his desires this evening.

Glancing one last time at the clock she moves to her corner of the room taking her collar with her and kneels down, head lowered and eyes down. Her legs spread apart just as he had trained her to do during their time together, then she places her palms upon her thighs. Her hair flowed around her face and upper body covering her breasts, it never bothered him and he would just push it aside, preferring to have it down to grab and wrap his fingers into.

Quietly he opened the front door laying his briefcase aside and slipping off his work shoes. Hearing the silence in the house he tossed his jacket over the back of the couch, laying a single rose upon it and loosening his tie. Without hesitation he moved to their bedroom, eyes flicking at the pile of clothes just in the door way bringing a smile to his face at how well she pleases him.

Glancing about the room for a moment taking in the open trunk and cleaned room he finally turns to her corner, a smile playing across his lips as he sees his most prized possession waiting for him. Moving over to stand in front of her, he stays there for a moment, admiring her body and her submissiveness to him.

Reaching out with a hand he pushes some hair back and places a finger under her chin tilting her face up to his own.

“Up on your knees lil one and hand me your collar”

Quickly she grabs her collar handing it out to Him as she rises up on her knees as he slips it around her neck and hearing the lock click shut, the sound causing a tremble to course through her. Her life was in his hands and she loved it.

Kneeling back on her heels at the motion of his hand she watched him move across the room, almost a predator like grace in his body. His walking had always fascinated her, and she loved nothing better then to watch him move around the room, likening him to a panther in her own mind.

Glancing back at her he smiles then turns back to the toy box taking out his favorite set of wrist cuffs, running a finger over the soft black leather, double checking the fastenings on them. Taking out the ankle cuffs next he does the same wanting to make sure they will hold and not injure her during their fun, then laying them aside he pulls out her favorite blindfold and a gag just in case. Finally with a grin he takes out his favorite toy, a long leather paddle, with small stars cut into it that when spanked with makes her ass and thighs look as pretty as a flag.

Standing back up from the crouch he had been in he takes the toys to the nightstand, laying them out neatly then crooking a finger at her.

Smiling at him she moves to a crawl, making her way slowly across the softly carpeted floor, her body shifting fluidly after many months of practice to get it just right. Hips swaying back and forth letting her butt flow with, knowing his eyes were upon her as she did so. Dropping the front half of her body just slightly to appear as if she were stalking him, she hears his chuckle of approval as she reached his side. She feels his hand caress her face as he urged her up onto the bed with that slight touch.

“On your tummy spread eagle lil one” Watching her flip over and assume the position he wished he smiled and looked at her for a moment, running his hand down her back and over the swell of her ass, pausing to take in what he owned and forged, a submissive, His submissive. Grabbing the cuffs on the nightstand he quickly and expertly attached them to her ankles and wrists while she lay there willing and excited.

Reaching around the bedposts, glad once more that they had gotten a 4-poster bed he takes the chains left there for such a time and attaches the top two to her wrist restraints leaving the bottom two for later.

“Get up on your knees, and I don’t want to hear a word out of you”

Grabbing the paddle he runs it over his hand for a moment, watching as she moves to her knees spreading her legs slightly letting him get a view of her sex between them. Moving in closer he pulls the paddle back, bringing it forward with just a small bit of force and hearing it crack against her skin, the first one always so solid sounding.

Whimpering and closing her eyes tightly she tugged at the chains holding her from moving away from him. Her mouth shutting tightly as she feels the first smack land on her ass causing her to flinch a bit as the first one always does.

“Smack, smack, smack” The blows start to land harder as she bites her lower lip and fights not to try and move from them. The heat rising from her ass was intense and after another blow her lips parted in a loud whimper of pain, gasping at her blunder and dropping her head as she feels the next one come hard, his anger kept in check but letting her feel his disapproval, Twisting her body she moves unable to stop herself as they land harder upon her skin, ass and thighs burning in pain the whimpers unable to cease as if that first one opened the gates.

Pausing for a moment and catching his breath he looks down at her, red ass up in the air waiving around almost as if trying to cool off, the stars showing up as duller red spots. Reaching out he takes the gag, just a simple piece of clothe and places it between her lips tying it behind her head.

“If you cannot keep quiet then the gag will have to do it for you”

Disapproval leaking from his voice he picks up the paddle again and sets in to spanking her, the amount forgotten as he watches her ass dance in front of him. Her thighs become redder as he finally stops and throws it on the bed, reaching out with both hands and rubbing them softly over the hot welted skin. The stars from the paddle showing up brighter now against the deep red with welts forming here and there from some of the more severe smacks he had landed.

Her whimpers were still coming from behind the gag but almost silent now. He moved to the head of the bed, pulling back on her hair lightly and tipping her face up to him. The tear streaks running down her chin make him smile as he caresses her face softly feeling her rub her cheek against his palm.

“Turn over”

Stepping out of the room for the moment, knowing she was safe from harm he moves to grab the flower in the front room he had left on his coat. Taking the deep red rose he walks back to the bedroom watching as she struggles to lie on her back, the welts digging into the bedspread causing her to thrash back and forth as she tries to get some relief from the pain. Her arms crossed above her head making the chains even that much more unforgiving. Laying the rose on the bed he reaches down and cuffs her ankles to the chains at the bottom of the bed then taking the rose up again he moves to sit next to her.

“I will punish you later lil one, for that transgression, but for now just try and relax” Chuckling softly he reaches out closing his hand around the blindfold then placing it on her head making sure it was secure.

Lifting the rose to his face he inhales deeply then places it upon her breasts laying it there for a moment admiring the color against the whiteness of her skin. Picking it up by the stem he drags it across her breasts, back and forth slowly tracing her nipples with the soft petals watching them harden as she gasps behind the gag her body arching towards it.

One hand slides down her belly, fluttering lightly over her skin then down to between her legs parting the soft folds there. His fingers encounter her wetness and heat, almost dripping with desire that the paddling had caused and the rose is continuing. Laying it again on her breasts he takes it by the petals now, dragging the rest across her skin, watching her jump as the thorns drag across her skin pricking at her. As he does he slowly presses a finger into her feeling it enveloped by her tightness, the tiny convulsions shuddering through her grips his finger trying to tug it in further.

Pressing down harder against her skin he almost moans as he watches her skin redden in a line from the touch of the thorn. Her moans loud behind the gag as she tries to escape the pain it causes. Letting up for a moment he moves back to holding the stem and dragging the rose petals across while he moves his finger in her, making her hotter and needy, her hips trying to lift for more.

The time is lost as he plays with his submissive, his cock hard and aching as he slips another finger into her, the rose moving across her face dragging over her lips and cheeks, across the blindfold only to be switched to the thorns when she least expects it. His finger within her are a distraction from the pain he is causing, it makes her moan in desire turning him on more then ever. Pulling his wet fingers out he drags them up ever so softly touching her clit, not allowing her what she needs but to make it that much worse. Her body shudders from it all. Dropping the rose he pulls back from her quickly, stripping his clothes off and tossing them to the floor.

Climbing on the bed he removes her gag and leans in kissing her hard and deep, his hands entwined in her hair tugging her face to him as he tries to devour her kissing her so hard it bruises them. His body rubs against her own, his cock slipping between her thighs teasing her as he moves his hips while kissing her. Dragging himself away from her kissable lips he straddles her chest cupping her ample breasts as he presses his hard cock between them.

Moving his hips slowly he slips his cock between, watching it move between them then peek out the other end. Her small tongue flicks out trying to capture a taste of him when he presses his cock forward. Pulling back with a moan he shoves forward again hitting her lips with the head watching them part as she sucks softly at the tip. Groaning with pleasure his hips speed up a bit moving in that pillowy softness while his fingers flick lightly over her nipples keeping them hard and aching.

With a long moan of pleasure he pulls out and away, moving a bit higher up her chest and taking his cock in hand he rubs it over her lips, watching as pre-cum sticks to them making them glisten. Smacking her lightly on her cheeks with it he then drags his cock over her face teasing them both.

Finally he can’t hold the desire back anymore leaning in he presses his cock against her lips and feels her mouth opening and as he pushes in. She moans around it, her tongue flicking across the tip feeling the pre-cum there and licking it up. As he presses more in she uses her tongue to pleasure him, caressing every vein upon it then around the head flicking here and there driving him nuts as she knows so well. His movements speed up plunging it in and out of her while she does her best to lock her lips around his cock and suckle at Him. Her own desires going unchecked as she shudders with need as well.

Moments pass quickly as his breath speeds up her tongue darting across the base of his cock as it moves deeper down her throat causing her to open to him allowing him inside. She feels the head of his cock squeezed in there and swallows around him making it even tighter. Finally she hears him cry out and feels her mouth and throat fill with his cum, splashing around as he moves in and out a few more times watching as it slides around her lips.

Pulling out he lays down next to her, watching her small pink tongue flick from between her lips to lick up the remains of his cum. His fingers idly move back to her wetness running through the folds there and teasing her. Slipping over her clit from time to time he watches her jerk in response as her body shivers, and flushes. Pressing 2 fingers back in her he starts to fuck her with them, driving in and out feeling her convulse around them, getting wetter by the moment as she begins to moan and move her body within the confines of her bounds.

Pulling out from her he licks his fingers clean and stands reaching out to undo the chains that hold her down. Taking a hand he lifts her and sits her on the edge of the bed undoing her blindfold and smiling.

“That was nice lil one, but I know your still needy, I should let you stew in your own juices for crying out earlier but I have a better idea, I picked up something the other day I think would be perfect.” Stepping over to the closet he reaches up and brings out a plastic bag. Pulling her to her feet he turns her around admiring again the redness of her ass while he takes out the package and puts on the device that was in it.

“OK you may look now.”

Turning she gasps, half in horror and half delight. Upon her Masters knee there was a, well a harness was all she could call it and sticking out of it was a not-so-little dildo. Tugging her forward by the hand she looked down at Him confusion upon her face.

“This is your pleasure AND your punishment, pleasure because you get to have that orgasm you wish for so much” reaching out and touching her clit hearing her gasp as her hips more towards him in need. “And your punishment because it will not be me giving your the pleasure, you will have to endure it from this.”

Moaning and biting her lip, her head fell at the idea of an orgasm but without him enjoying it at the same time. Feeling a tug on her hand she moved till his leg was between her own. Lowering herself slowly she starts to bring herself down on the toy feeling it part her lips and slide inside her, the wetness he caused making the entry easy.

Without warning he lifts his knee shoving it deep inside her making her legs fold as she drops down sitting on his knee with the toy completely inside. Her whole body shudders as she whimpers, eyes glazing over at the feeling of being so full and yet almost empty in a way.

Her hands reach out holding onto her Master’s shoulders as he wiggles his knee and moves the toy inside.

“Move on it lil one, Master wants to see you use your new toy.”

Moaning she begins to lift herself on and off the toy, the movements of his knee sending shudders up and down her spine. Closing her eyes tight she whimpers the feeling of the toy in her so impersonal and nothing like her Master could cause when he was using her for his pleasure.

Reaching out with a fingertip he starts to caress her clit pressing on it and holding there as she moves watching her squirm on his knee and feeling her wetness drip down onto his leg. Rubbing her clit faster he watches her face and the tears falling down it, the desire for her orgasm fighting the emptiness she feels in her heart that it’s not her Masters cock in her or her Masters body that is giving her this pleasure. Soon though he feels her movements increase, bouncing up and down while he wiggles the toy back and forth, seeing her flush as she gets very close.

Leaning in he whispers “Cum now!” then pinches her nipples hard with his fingers while he sinks his teeth into her shoulder holding her as she screams out with pleasure. Her body shudders as she sinks onto the toy clenching around it while her eyes close. Her soft sweet lips part as she attempts to breathe, the orgasm having taken all thought of breath from her.

Whimpering softly she leans into him resting her body against his as he lets go of her nipples and his teeth in her shoulder to hold her close. Murmuring softly words in her ear he lets her relax. for the moment.

My wife was sucking my cock and licking the head of it so good I thought I would die. I was pumping her mouth real hard, and she let my cock slip out of her mouth and she bite down on my ball sack she looked up at me and said; I will deal with you later Cumboy. My ball sack was hurting but it could have been worse. My wife hurried up and stuck my cock back in her mouth. Donna came over and gave my wife a saucer and told me to cum on the saucer. My wife was sucking my cock all the way down her throat and I started to cum. I jerked it out of her mouth and two small amounts of sperm were forced out of my cock.

Donna looked at the amount of cum and started laughing, she said they wasn’t enough their to take a sperm sample. She made me get down and lick the cum off of the saucer. I did as I was told but I wish they had been more cum there too. Donna took the saucer away and told me to get my nasty ass in the shower and clean up. That she would be in there in a minute and flush the nasty cum out of my anal opening. I was in the bathroom taking a shower enjoying the hot water running down my back, it felt real good to be clean again. I turned the water off and I could hear someone coming into the bathroom.

It was Donna she was holding a rubber bag and a long hose. She said bend over and grab your ankles Cumboy. I did as I was told and I could feel my ass being penetrated by the end of the hose. She stuck about 6″ in my ass and released the substance that was in the bag. It felt real cold and it made my ass tighten up. I keep the liquid in my ass till Donna said to release it. I showered off again and stepped out of the shower. She threw me a silk robe and told me to go out and sit down on the bed. I was sitting there looking at my wife she had her legs spread and pussy cum was running out of her cunt.

Dana the other woman told me to get down and clean my wife’s pussy and ass out with my tongue. I was licking her pussy and it tasted different I keep licking, and I finally discovered what was different about the taste. It didn’t have male sperm mixed with it. About that time Donna came into the room and said to my wife that I didn’t have any cum left to give them so she was going to call up some of her men friends to supply them with some male cum. I know she made 3 or 4 phone calls and she was saying things like she had a woman over here that needed a big cock and lots of cum.

I just keep licking and sucking on my wife’s cunt and ass. Dana said quit eating her cunt and taste mine. I got up and went over to Dana I got down between her legs and she had the softest little pussy I have seen in a long time. Hell, it reminded me of a girlfriend I had back in middle school just a little bit of hair around her clit and it was so soft. I started sticking my tongue in and out and she was breathing heavy. I started sucking on one side of her pussy lips then the other she was having a wonderful time. She cum in my mouth 2 or 3 times and I loved it. She made me stop and I looked around and Donna was letting 3 guys in the front door.

When they came in Donna introduced us all and told the men to get naked. They all three was standing there with there cocks hanging out. Two of them had 11″ dicks and the other one maybe 8″. Donna told them the reason they were here was that I didn’t have any cum to give the girls. She glanced over at me and said get over here and suck the biggest one’s cock. I dropped down on my knees and started licking his giant prick and I could feel it get big and hard. It was so big around I could only get the head of it in my mouth.

when we got to the beach we found a small groove in the sand were we lay and began kisssing even more intensily, i began to slide my hand down her thigh, or onto her massive breasts and in return she began sliding her hand up and down my fully erect penis. i began kissing her neck, making her moan softly in my ear. we both decided “it was too cold” and that being the way we needed to go home to my bed.

when we got there we carried n where we left off, kissing roughly now and grinding up against each other. her breathin was heavy in my ear and with each breathe out a little squeal of pleasure would also escape. then she forcefully lay me on my back and looked at me for a moment and placed her hand n my cock above my trousers. then began very slowly unbuttoning them. then looking very itently into my eyes she grabbed the hilt of my penis and then began moving her hand up and down slowly. she stopped for a moment and loked at me again, and then just gave me the cheekiest smile and began very rapidly tossing me off. as i felt myself getting nearer, all i could think was id love to try head, so i asked and without a word she threw her hair over one shoulder, kissed my penises tip and then slid her lips all the way down to her hand.

she began to get faster, tossing the hilt and sucking the top, looking up at my reaction every minute or so. then seh removed her hand, began sucking much further down the feeling was like nothing else, everyonce in a while she would stop n gag slightly as the cock went too far down her throat, this helped me get off even more, by now i was grabbing at the duvet, i placed one hand on her head in hope it meant she would suck more and the other on her breast squeezing it hard.

as she got to the fastest she could possibly get i told her i was about to cum, so she deepthroated my cock slowly and i grabbed both her tits and squeezed so hard, then felt this great rush as i came into her mouth. she gagged slightly and it was obvious the swallow wasnt pleasureable for her, but still she looked up and smiled at me.

despite felling so relaxed i decided it was her turn, so i grabbed her waist and threw her onto her back. slid between her legs and began kisssing her neck and moving up against her. i pulled the shoulders down off her top, and began to kiss around her breats, then kissing her nipples until they were firm and pointing up, then i slid my right hand up her skirt and began rubbing outside her hot pants. they got very damp so quickly and her breathing began to get rapid as well, i slid my hand into her pants. two fingers gently down into her pussy, she gave out a loud gasp and her body tensed up with her head tilting back. then with my left hand i began massaging the clit, gently in circles.

she pulled me close to her whispering “oh god yes” and “fuck me fuck me”. seeing what i was doing to her was such a rush. i then took off her bra, kissed and bit at her breats then kissed down her stomach, as i was doin so i also pulled down her skirt and pants until i was just kissing above her pubic hair. i grabbed her legs and pushed them apart and slowly licked her clit, which made her violenlty grab my hair and moan.

as i began to lick faster i moved my left hand away from her pussys hood and towards the opening and placed 2 fingers inside again. now licking and fingering her, her body movemnet became twitchy with nails digging in all over my back. i moved my finger and tongue far faster, her juices began to drop down. she started biting a pillow as to not shout and make anyone else in the house find out what we were doing, deeper and deeper i went with my fingers and kept licking at a steady pace, eventually she groaned strongly into the pillow arched her back and i felt a strong warm wave through my finger, i slowed my licking at fingers almost immediatly, looked up at her to here her pant “fuckin ‘ell” n then give out a tired laugh.

“Sure honey, Dave assured his wife of fifteen years. Look, if I didn’t want you to, I wouldn’t have asked you.”

Jill gazed at her husband. She loved him more than ever. Her senses tingled at the mere thought of it all. After spending six-and-a-half hours browsing chat-rooms followed by reading more than fifty emails, they had narrowed it down to four possibles: Scott, a 6 2 tall, 25year-old Scotsman from Aberdeen; John, even taller at 6’6”, 30year-old Londoner; Mike, a social worker in his early 30’s from Bristol and Julian, a 22year-old African-American and USAF pilot, boasting a 10 dong’, his email said.

“I love you so, she almost sang, trembling as Dave eased his hard muscle into his wife. He could feel her getting wetter as they discussed the next stage of their plan.

“We’ll sleep on it overnight, then decide first thing in the morning who will be the lucky guy, he finished, his cock beginning to increase pace.

Jill felt his urgency as Dave fucked her pussy with his hard cock. She had lost her virginity to this man on her seventeenth birthday, and although she had fucked two other men during their fifteen years, she wasn’t unfaithful. Rob and Tom were Dave’s best friends and one drunken night two summers ago, the three fell asleep in the same bed. Jill awoke to the touch of her husband’s hand on her breast. They made love, and in doing so, they woke Rob, then Tom. One thing led to another, and before they knew it, Rob and Tom had shared Jill’s body. The act was loving and tasteful; it was never repeated, even though the couple spoke often about the episode and the couple had had many frenzied nights of torrid sex, fantasising about Jill taking other men, and Dave other women.

Jill and Dave’s fantasies drove their sex life to new heights, peaking when they discovered the Internet and Literotica.

Dave finally plucked up the courage to ask his wife to take another lover. Their fantasy had made him harder, so why not make it a reality he thought as he contemplated what to say to Jill. Jill agreed immediately, thinking it was another fantasy that Dave wanted to enact. But eventually, realisation that he was serious made her take his proposal seriously. Two nights later, Jill agreed to investigate the possibilities. They spent several evenings, searching various web sites and chat rooms. Scott, John, Mike or Julian, Jill couldn’t decide.

“How about we invite all four? Dave suggested. They can stay here, we’ve got plenty of room. We’ll invite a couple of those slappers you keep talking about, from the office.”

“Okay, Jill said, laughing at Dave’s choice of adjective for her co-workers. When?”

“Next Friday. If you like what you see, perhaps you might want one or two to stay over for the Saturday too.”

Dave hit the Enter key and one email was sent instantly to four strangers. There, all we need to do now is wait. Jill squeezed his arm nervously as she stood next to him, both glaring at the computer monitor.

“You have mail the computerised voice said as a highlighted text message flashed across the screen moments later.

“It’s from Julian. He’ll be here for 7-ish. Another You have mail announcement and Dave opened the electronic envelope. Mike will be here between 7pm and 8pm. Jill trembled as she realised that what was once a dream was now becoming a reality.

No more new mail messages arrived that evening. The couple ran a hot bath, lit several scented candles, and then opened a bottle of red wine and celebrated in the bath together.

There were no replies from Scott or John. By Thursday evening, they had resided to the fact that they’d meet only Julian and Mike.

“I’ll call the girls and tell them it was a wind-up and not to come over, they’ll probably give me some stick, but they’ll make a joke about it next week, back at work. Jill picked up the phone and dialled the first number.

Friday night came and the doorbell rang. Julian stood in the doorway clutching a small bunch of flowers and a bottle of wine. His teeth looked whiter than white contrasted against his dark brown skin. Dave invited him in and poured Julian a drink.

“Make yourself at home, he invited his guest. Jill is powdering her nose. She won’t be too long. She’s been looking forward to this all week. And if truth were known, so too was Dave.

“Yeah, sure buddy, Julian replied in a deep Southern States accent, probably a Texan Dave thought. This is my third time, and I’m still a little nervous.”

Dave thought it ironic that this hulk sitting on his sofa was nervous. After all, it was Dave and Jill’s first time they should be nervous, not Julian.

“Don’t worry mate, Jill will soon ease our nerves, Dave lifted his glass and the two toasted the night ahead.

Jill had decided to wait until both guests had arrived before going downstairs to greet them. Time was moving on and already it was well past eight o’clock. Dave came into the bedroom, Doesn’t look like Mike is going to turn up babe.”

“Okay. How do I look?”

“Like a million, Dave answered with a smile and a gentle kiss on her glossed scarlet lips.

Julian stood when Jill entered the lounge. After some formal introduction via Dave, Jill took a drink and sat on the sofa next to Julian; Dave set some soft music playing on the hifi, then dimmed the lights and lit several scented candles to soften the atmosphere.

Jill stood and invited her guest to dance. Wrapped in his huge hands, they slowly smooched around the room, Dave watching every step. Jill, dressed in a black leather mini, stockings, black patent heels and plunging silk blouse (no bra), looked up at the giant black man, holding her firmly to his hard body. She loved the deep drone of his American accent that vibrated through her shell. She felt her pussy dampen as her thoughts began to wander and she found herself thinking about what Julian looked like without his white shirt and black slacks.

They sat when the music stopped. The two-second silence between tracks appeared to last for twenty. Jill decided to make the first move, although she wasn’t sure if it was the right one. She leaned forward and kissed Julian firmly on his lips, thanking him for the dance. She felt his strong hands on her shoulders as he responded to the feel of her tongue as it glanced across his, probing into his mouth. Her blouse, loose, slid down her shoulders and Jill felt the relative coolness of the room caress her firm 34”C-cup breasts; her nipples stood proud of her aureole. She knelt in front of Julian, still locked onto his thick, soft lips. Her thoughts were now focused on one point; she wanted to see the large cock that Julian had boasted about on the Internet. Jill’s hands slid down his shirt front and rested in Julian’s groin. She felt firmness, not hard, at least as thick and long as Dave’s.

Suddenly she pulled away, conscious of what she was doing and realising that she had somehow passed a point that she never dreamed of passing. Even earlier in the day, when she frigged herself to orgasm thinking of the night ahead, she never really thought that she could go through with it. But here she was. Dave sat on the chair, watching as she kissed and fondled a stranger, not just any stranger, but an African-American stranger. As she pulled off Julian, his head dropped slightly and he took her left nipple into his mouth, gently nibbling on the firm button. Jill felt a tingle as her nipple responded to Julian’s tongue and teeth. She closed her eyes and let herself fall into the unreal fantasy that was quickly becoming reality.

She felt Julian’s hands slide slowly up her thighs, his fingers touching the bare skin at the tops of her stockings. Then, his hands focused on her firm ass as she let out a slight groan of pleasure.

“That looks really good, honey, Dave whispered as he watched his wife succumb to Julian’s attention, black hands contrasting against white silky thighs.

Jill’s long brunette hair reached halfway down her back as she tilted her head back, allowing Julian to change nipples. His hands now found the elastic of her g-string. She felt her panties dropping down her legs and she stepped out of them, leaving the silk material in a small scrunched pile on the rug. Julian massaged her ass for several moments as he sucked hard on Jill’s nipples. Then, she felt his right hand slide under her, exploring her dampness, a finger running the length of her slit from anus to clitoris, back and forth until, with a gentle push, Julian inserted one, then two fingers into her vagina.

Jill gasped as she felt his penetrations; her knees buckled as she lost herself in the intense pleasure. Jill felt her mini-skirt rising to her tummy, then, Julian dropped his head down to allow his tongue to probe her shaven pussy. He found her clitoris immediately and began to stimulate it, causing it to harden as Jill’s first orgasm erupted through her body.

Jill almost collapsed at the intensity of her orgasm. Dave could see her knees shake as his wife came on the stranger’s tongue. Dave was hard now and wanted to join his wife, but he decided not to and watch a while longer.

Jill, now coming down from the giddy heights of her first orgasm, wanted to see Julian’s cock. She knelt in front of him again, but this time, unzipped his slacks and inserted her hand. Julian wasn’t wearing any underwear and she found the firmness waiting just inside the material of his slacks. She extracted his muscle and gently kissed the glistening tip, tasting his pre-cum, salty and yet sweet. He wasn’t fully hard and already his cock was a good eight inches. Jill felt the heaviness of his manhood and struggled to surround it with her fingers. She began to panic about not being able to accommodate him, but at the same time, wanted to take him there and now.

Jill opened her mouth as wide as she could and slipped the tip of Julian’s cock into her mouth. Her tongue dampened the full length of its shaft. His balls were shaven, something Jill had never experienced before, and something she liked - the feel of the baby-soft skin of his scrotum on her face and in her mouth.

Julian was hard now, and his claim proved to be true. His cock stood erect at almost ten inches and Jill wanted it inside her. She stood and straddled his groin. Then, slowly, she lowered herself onto his manhood. She felt the tip of his cock nudge against her opening. Her folds of skin, now wet and slippery with her juices and Julian’s saliva, aided his cock’s entry into her. She felt herself being stretch like never before. Jill felt him fill her vagina, the tip of his cock now pressing hard against her cervix and still, there were several inches more to swallow.

Jill looked down and watched as Julian’s thick black cock sank into her pussy.

Jill then watched Dave stroke his hard cock as he watched her fuck her first black cock. Up and down, Jill slowly allowed the cock to pump into her. With each stroke, it gained a little more depth until eventually she felt Julian’s pelvic bone hit the cheaks of her firm ass.

Jill’s pussy was screaming at her. Completely stretched and full of cock, her juices ran freely down Julian’s shaft and balls, causing a growing damp patch on the leather sofa.

Dave could hear the slapping sound grow louder as Julian’s pounding and Jill’s grinding became more vigorous. He could see his wife was about to explode in another orgasm and he could also see Julian’s eruption was quickly approaching.

Julian’s scrotum tightened as his fluids began to rush through the tubes in his body. Semen exploded deep into Jill’s pussy, oozing out with every thrust and running down his balls to join the large damp patch on the sofa. His groans of ecstasy became moans of discomfort as his cock became super-sensitive to Jill’s crushing vagina as she too came to another intense orgasm.

Jill fell back onto Julian’s chest, both silent and still, taking in the sensations of their fuck. Dave knelt between their legs and offered his cock to his wife’s soaked pussy. He pressed it against her opening as Julian’s cock slid out, softening with every pulse. Dave penetrated his wife’s now slack pussy and began fucking her. Jill soon began to cum once more. She felt her husband’s cock slide in and out of her wetness, Julian’s semen leaking out of her and sliding between her buttocks and onto Julian’s flaccid cock and Dave’s hairy balls. The very thought took Jill over the edge once more and she shuddered, her vagina clasping and milking her husband’s cock as Dave erupted inside her.

Jill’s fantasy had come true. She never thought it would have ever been a reality or that she would have had the nerve to go through with it, but here they were, the three, spent and drained.

Julian stayed for the weekend; Mike never showed; Scott and John passed on their apologies for not logging into their email accounts until it was too late to join the fun. But, Scott, John and Julian did make the following weekend, and that’s another story to tell.

Growing up in tiny Spearman, Texas there wasn’t many Black families around; as a matter of fact I don’t remember any Blacks in my senior class. When it was time to go to college, I decided to stay close to home and attend college, so I settled on a small college in the Oklahoma panhandle about an hour drive from home, it had an enrollment of only 3500 students.

My freshman year was full of late nights and alcohol. I swear to you 80 of the women there were alcoholics, they just didn’t know it. In a town that small there wasn’t much else to do besides drink and have sex, and every night of the week one or both of those activities were going on in someone’s dorm room.

My roommate Jessica was from Guymon, Oklahoma about 20 miles from the college; her father was the local high school boys’ basketball coach. She was a stone cold freak, sex to her was like breathing, and it had to be done in order to live. She loved Black guys, which were the only guys she would have sex with. She grew up like I did, not around Blacks. She said she had sex with her first Black guy her senior year in high school.

She was at a party when one of the basketball players at the college showed up. She said she was drunk and all over him, one thing led to another and he fucked her in her car parked in front of the party. It was the beginning of her obsession with Black men.

She would date White guys, but she wouldn’t fuck them, she would only fuck Black guys. Dating White guys was her way of pulling the wool over her father’s eyes. He wasn’t keen on his daughter dating outside the race. That’s the way we all grew up in that area, it was like an unwritten rule. You knew dating a Black guy was totally unacceptable in your family. Have a baby, do some drugs, hell even murder someone, just don’t be caught dating a Black guy. It was like that and that’s just the way it was.

The first time I thought about fucking a Black guy was after I witness my roommate get almost fucked to death by a Black football player. It was the weekend of our 3rd week of school. She snuck him in our room at 2 o’clock early Saturday morning. I was asleep, but her never ending moaning and groaning woke me up.

I was in bed with my back to her, but I rolled over and faced her, but pretended I was asleep. There was light coming through the blinds on our window from the moon. I could see him fucking her hard and fast. I felt sorry for her pussy, but even though he was really fucking her hard she was in pleasure paradise. I heard her say she was cumin at least four times.

I watched her ride him for a few minutes, and then she got off him and got between his legs and started to suck him off. The ray of moon light came through the blinds and covered his cock, and for the first time I believed what they said about Black guys. His cock was big and uncut.

I had to gasp for air when I saw it; I was trying to figure out how my roommate was able to take all of him inside her 4′11″ body. He got an A for the fucking he put on her, but she got an A for being able to vaginally digest that much cock.

Listening to her slurping sounds she was applying to his cock made me want to get some cock put in me, but I wasn’t going to go near the beast across the bed from me. She sucked on him until her little mouth got tired. He picked her up and bounced her up and down on his cock, her back was towards me, and I could see his cock stretching her little bald pussy, as he dug deep in her like a miner in a tram.

They finally finished up and I slid my hand between my legs comforting my pussy, and letting my pussy know I was going to protect her from an invasion like that which we both had witnessed. I knew after that night I was destined to get Black dicked, but I knew I was staying the fuck away from those big ass football players.

A month later I was at the gym watching the men basketball team practice and my roommate was salivating over one of the basketball players. I have to admit he was a fine ass brotha, but my eyes were on the assistant coach Leroy Holmes. The man stood 6′9″ tall and was finer than a mother. you know what. I watched as he went through some of the drills and started to sweat, there’s something about sweat on a Black man’s body, don’t ask me what it is, because I don’t know. All I know is it is what it is.

The first time I saw Coach Holmes was during freshman orientation, he was in charge of the class. I didn’t think much of him at that time; I just thought he was tall, but seeing him on the floor in his shorts and the sweat droplets covering his body made me crave him. My freaky roommate was scoping me out as I watched him intensely. She leaned over towards me and started talking shit.

“Girl I see you got your eyes on some chocolate. Damn are you coming to the dark side? She said.

“I’m just checking out the team.” I said.

“Team my ass I saw you checking out Coach Holmes. You want him don’t you?”

“No. Now stop it, I’m checking out all the guys.”

“Yeah but you want some Black dick don’t you.”

“Maybe I do, maybe I don’t.”

“Girl you don’t fool me, I know your ass be awake when I be getting my fuck on sometime.”

“Most of the time I’m not.”

“Yeah but sometime you are, and I know you’ve seen some of those monster dicks going up in me.”

“Hey to much info that’s enough.”

“You want me to hook you up with Coach Holmes?”

“No thank you, I’m not interested.”

“Okay suit yourself, but just in case you want to know he works late at his office, and he has a bed in his storage closet for when he’s to tired to go home late at night.”

“How do you know so much about him?”

“I don’t, but I fucked the coach he replaced, and we did our thing on that bed in the storage room when he would work late.”

“It doesn’t matter, I’m not fucking him.”

“Yeah right, and I’m a virgin.”

“Come on lets go to dinner.”

“Okay Becky you go ahead and lead the way Ms. Undercover Freak.”

I was doing some serious fronting with her; all the while as she talked to me my pussy was on fire with lust. I wasn’t hungry for dinner; I was hungry for Coach Holmes. We sat through dinner and ended up back at the gym. As I opened the door, Coach Holmes was coming out.

“Good evening ladies.” He said

“Hey Coach Holmes, how are you?” Jessica said. Trying to sound sexy and shy at the same time.

I just stood there unable to talk.

“What’s wrong with your friend, does the cat have her tongue?”

“No she’s just in shock from being so close to you. She’s had thoughts of doing you.”

“Is that right, and exactly what do you want to do to me young lady?”

“I don’t want to do nothing to you, Jessica just acting silly.” I said.

“Well I have to go, take care.”

“Coach Holmes, you working late tonight?” Jessica asked.

“As a matter of fact I am why you ask?”

“You want the truth, or a lie?”

“I want the truth.”

“Well if you’re working late my friend Becky wanted to come visit you.”

“Is that true Becky?”

“I guess, I don’t know, yeah probably.’

“Sure come visit me and we can talk basketball, I’ll be back in my office at 9:00pm tonight. Just come to the back door it should be open.”

“Okay coach she’ll see you tonight.”

“If you say so, see you later.”

“Bye coach, she’ll see you later.”

I glared at her with the disdain of a woman scorned. I was so mad at her, but at the same time I was grateful for her inviting me to his office. I went to my room and dreamed about fucking Coach Holmes hoping that would make the time go by faster. But it didn’t time seemed to go by at a slower pace than normal. My mind was racing 100 miles per hour, I didn’t know what to think, part of me was afraid yet part was excited. At that time I just wanted to feel him inside me, and I wanted it bad.

I dozed off to sleep and slept until 10:00pm. Jessica got me up with her loud talking and beer drinking with two of her male friends. I headed over to the gym with butterflies in my stomach and chills over my body. I got to the back door, but it was lock. I tried the front and it was also lock. I figures it was going to be in the cards that night, so went back to the dorm.

Jessica was still there with her friends and the three of them was getting busy, she was being fucked by both of them at the same time. The girl was a big time freak; she just loved fucking, especially by big Black guys. I didn’t want to witness another one of her fuck session so I went to the lobby to watch a movie.

Two weeks after my inability to get into the gym, I ran into Coach Holmes when I was coming out of my evening biology lab. He stopped me and asked where I was going, I told him I was going back to the dorm to study. He told me I didn’t need to study, he said I needed to go with him and help him with some work. So like a good girl willing to help the needed, I went along with him.

We got to his office and I could see his storage room door slightly open, and there was a roller way bed inside it. “Damn the girl was telling the truth,” I said under my breath.I sat across from his desk as he fiddled around doing his coaching thing. We started to talk about sex and other shit.

“Have you ever been with a Black guy before Becky?” He said.

“No but I want to.”

“Oh really, so do you have someone in mind?”

“Yes I do, I really want to get with you.”

“Is that so, well if we do get together we have to keep on the d-lo.”

“I can do that, I have no problem with that, because I don’t like people knowing my business.”

“So what are you into Becky?”

“What do you mean?”

“You know, like what do you like sexually?”

“Well I’ll try anything once and twice if I like it.”

“So you’re down with whatever?”

“I guess you can say that.”

He came over to where I was sitting and got on his knees in front of me. His huge hands and long fingers unbutton my blouse, his eyes widen as they eyed my braless breasts. My nipples got instantly hard as he touched them slowly and softly. I was completely at the mercy of his touches. My body basked in the extreme excitement from him being so close to me.

His soft full lips found their way to my thin lip gloss covered lips and gently placed kisses on them. The area between my legs was on fire, I yearned to feel him inside of me. I thought he would take me in a manly way, the way the football players had taken Jessica so many times, but he didn’t.

I imagined him yanking me from the chair; turn me around and bending me over the chair and dick invading me from behind. But to my surprise he took his time with me, and he was gentle it was like he was a teacher and I was his student and he wanted to make sure I learn my lesson the right way.

The excitement of his touches and the realization of me getting fuck by a Black man for the first time made my panties wet. I could feel my pussy’s self lubrication trickling out of me and coming face to face with my panties. The many nights of watching Jessica get big dick fuck by so many guys was running through my head. The exhilaration on her face, her moans and groans, the hundreds of time she said “Fuck me harder and deeper,” all flashed before my eyes, which made me want Coach Holmes even more.

His long warm tongue escaped from his mouth and found a home upon my breasts, as he ran his tongue over each breast and kissed and sucked on my hard nipples. My hands began to caress his body and slither over his perfect bald head. His tongue was like a key as each placement of it upon my body opened my legs further and further apart until the width in which they were open left no doubts about what I wanted. I wanted him between my legs, and it didn’t matter if he dove between my legs head or dick first, just as long as one of those heads was between my legs.

His huge hands picked me up from the chair; I stood there trembling from his touches and the excitement of not knowing what he was going to do next. He slid my blouse down my arms; next he turned me around and unzipped my skirt. I was standing there with my back against his chest with only my Looney Tunes panties on; it was testament to the moment. An older, stronger, more mature man, with a young inexperienced woman who didn’t have a clue as she stood wearing cartoon covered panties.

Coach hands came in front of me and massaged my breasts; I could feel the rising of the once small bulge in his pants. The many tiny hairs on my arms were standing at attention. The chills and tremors he sent throughout my body with his tongue tracing over the back of my neck took me to my knees. It was too much to handle standing up; I put my elbows on the chair and spread my legs. I wanted him to take me doggie style right there on the floor.

I looked back over my shoulders and he was removing his clothes. First his shirt came off revealing his hairless muscular chest, then he removed his shorts, and his dick was definite a sight for sore eyes. I was ecstatic about the size of his dick; it was about 4 inches and not thick like the dicks I had seen go into Jessica, so I felt relieved. The whole time he was touching me I was a little afraid that he would be too big for my little tight twice fucked pussy.

He walked around in front of me and sat in the chair, his limp dick was in my face, without him saying a word I knew what he wanted me to do. Looking up at him I held his dick in my right hand and rubbed his chest with my left. My small mouth moved up and down on his dick until I got it hard. His dick grew 3 more inches as I reached my maximum dick to mouth intake, which was only about 5 inches.

I orally made love to his dick with the devotion of a sexually deprived woman. My tongue rolled over his dick as my slurping increased along with my suction. I had accomplished my mission of getting him hard as a rock and getting an orgasm while I sucked his dick.

Coach Holmes pulled me up by my shoulders, standing in front of him he pulled his shorts over to him with the heel of his foot. He retrieved a rubber from the back pocket and proceeded to open it and cover his saliva drenched dick.

After fully covering his dick, he grabbed my legs one at a time and sat me on his dick with my legs wrapped around his waist. He rose from the chair and stood up with his dick all the way in me. He walked to the storage room and we got in the bed in the missionary position with my legs completely wrapped around his waist. He felt so good in me I had to express my satisfaction.

“Oh coach you feel so good in me.” I said. “Oh yeah just like that, and right there, don’t stop, whatever you do don’t stop.”

He didn’t disappoint me; he kept the same pace and brought out another orgasm from the deep part of my sexual valley. My hips met his every movement, as I held on for my sexual life. I rolled over on him and began to ride the black bull like a real cowgirl would. I could feel every inch he had up in me and the sensation was awesome.

With my hands on his chest I fucked him like he deserved to get fucked. My masterful pussy contractions and inner pussy muscles held his dick captive long enough to allow his dick to cumatized my pussy with the eruption needed to make it happy. I rode his dick until I felt it got limp and slid out of me. I leaned forward until we were breast to chest and I kissed him passionately as I rubbed my pussy over his limp dick and stole another orgasm.

Exhausted, we feel asleep with me on top of his muscular chest and my soaked pussy resting atop his limped rubber covered dick.

Coach Holmes and I were lovers for the remainder of that year. It was some of the best sex I ever had. He left the summer of that year to go play professional basketball overseas. I never heard from him again after he left. But trust me he left his mark on me. On my right thigh there’s a tattoo of a heart, and in that heart there’s the letters C.H.

Tony began to lick and bite and nibble between Angela’s legs again. She was dying now; this was too much. As Tony’s tongue snaked between her pussy lips, his nose brushed her clit. She pressed her pussy harder against his face, pinched her nipples so hard it hurt, causing her ass to pound enthusiastically against the desk. The judge pumped the gavel in and out of Tony’s ass faster, urging him to pick up his pace by the action. He twisted the gavel and Tony bit down hard on Angela’s clit. Poor Angela saw sparks, bucked hard against Tony’s mouth, and opened her mouth in a silent scream as she flooded Tony’s mouth and covered his face with warm sticky pussy juice. Her body moved in wavelike motions as she came, grasping at his tongue and squeezing tightly.

The judge, hard again, shoved Tony aside and plunged his cock into her clutching pussy. Angela’s legs scissored around his waist, held him tight, as he pounded into her. Her vision blurred as he fucked her harder - she could feel her pussy walls stretching, straining from his girth. Her breasts heaved as she pulled and slapped at her own nipples. She still had no voice, no ability to make sound, and her body was over sensitized, on fire.

The judge braced one hand on the desk and reached down with the other and thumbed her clit, rubbing it as hard and fast as he could as he pumped his cock into her. Her pussy juiced, providing much needed lubrication, as she lay on the desk whimpering. He slapped her clit hard and an explosion ignited. Her legs snapped shut, her pussy clutching him hard, and she overflowed, juice running out of her pussy and pooling on the desk. A low, deep groan bubbled out of her throat as she slumped against the desk, spent.

Judge Evers withdrew his cock, still rock hard, and looked over at Tony. He lay sprawled on the floor, the gavel still buried in his ass.

“Get over there!” he gestured toward his big leather desk chair.

Tony rose shakily to his feet and walked to it gingerly.

“Put your hands on its arms and bend your head.”

Tony felt the gavel yanked out of his abused ass. His legs wobbled, almost buckled, but he managed to stay standing.

“Mr. Linn, do you WANT to make me happy?” Judge Evers asked in a soothing, understanding tone.

“Yes,” Tony mumbled almost incoherently.

“Say it like you mean it,” the judge said in the same tone, slapping Tony’s ass sharply.

“Yes,” Tony said again, trembling this time.

“I asked if you wanted to make me HAPPY, Mr. Linn,” Judge Evers demanded, slapping Tony’s ass several more times.

“Oh God, yes. Please stop!” Tony pleaded.

The judge placed his cock head at Tony’s asshole. “Do you really want to please me?”

“Yes, I do. I really do,” Tony assured him.

“And what do you think would do that?” he taunted.

“Y-your cock in my ass. You want to fuck me,” Tony whined.

The judge slapped him harder. “Exactly! Beg me to let you please me.”

“P-p-p-p-please sir, put your cock in my ass…”

Judge Evers slapped him mercilessly until Tony’s ass was bright red and throbbing.”

“Are you sure?” he asked pleasantly.

“Oh god, please fuck me, please let me bring you pleasure,” Tony babbled. “Just don’t hit me again, plea.ughhhhhh!”

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” the judge said smiling, leaning forward until his thick cock head popped in. Tony’s head slumped against the seat of the big leather chair and a moan, half pain/half pleasure, erupted out of him. The judge slowly worked all seven inches into his ass. Tony writhed as the swollen cock parted him, his ass gobbling it hungrily. When the judge’s pubic hair rubbed his tender ass he winced. Judge Evers pulled all the way out and slammed back in, all the way to the base. Tony groaned.

The judge turned to Angela, stirring on the desk. “Help our friend out here honey; make it a little easier for him.”

Angela slid off the desk and crawled under the two men, her breasts swaying heavy and pendulous as she got between Tony and the chair. She covered Tony’s flaccid cock with her mouth, causing him to harden instantly. He moaned loudly as she formed a tight seal with her mouth, sucking hard and making his cock head throb. The attention made him clench his ass cheeks, sending tremors through him all the way to his balls. She tongued his slit as he had done for the judge earlier and he started to shake.

The judge grabbed Tony’s hips with both hands and pounded into him. Tony’s legs slipped from under him but the judge had a firm hold that prevented him from falling. Judge Evers’ thrusts got deeper, more urgent, while the suction on Tony’s cock head felt almost suffocating, and the sensations from having his piss slit licked and teased made him break out it a sweat. Suddenly the judge roared and Tony felt hot cum coat the inner depths of his ass. Judge Evers’ cock slid in even deeper with the extra lube, and Tony’s own cock exploded in Angela’s mouth. She swallowed him whole, tugging his balls as he came, milking him.

When both men finally stopped coming Judge Evers pulled his softening cock out of Tony’s ass and Angela got from under them. Sitting in the big leather chair, the judge made Tony clean his cock with his tongue while he sucked on Angela’s tits and fingered her until she came again.

Later, when they were all dressed, Judge Evers had them retake a seat in front of him. This time, it was Angela who sat casually and Tony who was attentive and on edge.

“Just so we’re clear,” Judge Evers said,” this never happened.”

They both nodded.

“And Mr. Linn, just so WE’RE clear, anytime I hear that you aren’t carrying your load, you’ll swallow mine. Understand?”

Tony nodded obediently.

The End!

She stretched her arms and lay back on the bed. Her hands soon found their way to her crotch and began a slow teasing rub across the damp material of her thong. Warm shudders ran through her thighs and her breathing became more pronounced. Two fingers pushed aside the cotton panel and spread her thick, full-blooded lips apart as she envisioned her boyfriend’s throbbing 7 inches, highlighted all the more in memory. In a moment a third finger from the other hand jabbed itself deep and hard into her aromatic vagina, simulating the rhythm of her fantasy.

Suddenly an idea intruded: her vibrator. She rolled over, retrieved her pink toy from its shoebox hiding place next to her bed and clicked on the familiar hum of the smooth plastic cock substitute, even as her thoughts returned to the real sausage that had inhabited her hole less than 24 hours earlier. Light shivers shot through her entire body and she moaned meaningless words in ecstasy as she slowly zeroed in on her clit.

Katie teased herself over and over right to the brink before finally giving in. At the peak of her orgasm, she poked her handy little appliance full force up into the pretty flower of her pussy. Beneath closed eyelids, boyfriend Max’s ever more impressive dick fired its luscious cream into her mind as tiny groans of pleasure exploded into uncontrollable screams of joy! Her thighs were shaking and her pussy was soaked. Goosebumps appeared all over her body and sweat dripped off her forehead but, even as her moment dwindled away, Katie knew that it was not enough. It had barely scratched her itch.

Just then, she thought she heard a knock on the door downstairs. She brushed back her hair and threw on a seldom-used bathrobe as she hustled down the stairs to check. Looking through the spyhole, she saw her best friend, Betty. She threw open the door with a Hey! and a big hug for her startled friend. What are you doing here?”

The attractive, shy brunette stammered I…I…I…tried…to call you all day and nobody answered. I know how your Saturday nights go sometimes and, well…I was getting a little worried.”

“Awwww, Betts you’re sweet, Katie said as she used her palms to gently caress her friend’s face, going so far as to give her an unexpected peck on the lips.

“What are you….d…doing?! the other girl complained as she pulled away. With a wicked grin that filled her whole face, Katie just pulled Betty inside and locked the door, motioning her to the big red couch in the living room.

Betty was about to say something else when Katie put her finger to her mouth to shush her. I love you, Betty, she whispered softly as she encouraged the robe to slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor, leaving her standing completely naked for the first time in front of the admiring eyes of her best friend since childhood.

Betty seemed hypnotized, her eyes wide and a bit of a smile on her open lips. She made no attempt to stop Katie as she joined her on the couch, pulling off her clothes between increasingly more passionate kisses.

Unable to control her own long-frustrated desires as her friend’s touch made her shiver, Betty began lightly stroking Katie’s full melon-shaped breasts, pinching their dark berry nipples erect. Katie cooed and calmed the girl with her pleasures. Lying back on the couch, she gently directed her new lover to the still sopping heaven between her legs. Betty rubbed and squeezed the hairy mound so much like her own, running her fingers back and forth through the crack and pausing every so often to lick the tasty wetness from them.

How often had she done this to herself? How often had she fantasized about just what a sexual experience could be like with Katie? Spreading the slick, shiny labia apart, she dipped first one, then two and finally three fingers hesitantly into Katie’s hole, pushing way up into her squishy depths to appreciative moans. Katie just enjoyed, letting her best friend explore her body at her own speed, running her virgin eyes and hands all over her titties, her coochie and her butt.

Eventually, Betty was bold enough to kiss Katie’s lower lips, making sure to take a deep nasal breath to get the full effect. Katie took advantage of the moment and used her hands to hold Betty’s head to her crotch. Not that Betty would’ve moved it. She instinctively licked all the juice she could find from around the lips and then began making tightening circles on and around the dancing little clit.

Soon Katie wanted more, though and prompted her lover into spinning around to the classic sixty-nine position. She was now lying flat on the sticky couch with Betty’s tight, smooth ass right at her face. They wasted no time trading favors as Betty continued to slurp away at her new favorite food and Katie aimed her own experienced tongue squarely at the other girl’s virgin bush.

Betty followed her mentor’s lead and the two were soon lapping at each other’s melting clits as they humped each other’s faces. As each lover’s climax built, they both became wild, cunt-eating cannibals, attacking each other’s quim ever more intently, triggering multiple orgasms. Their moans and screeches of pleasure were drowned out by the job at hand (or mouth) but the tears of joy on each woman’s face mingled with the other’s pussy juices to create a salty, tangy treat greedily licked up as things settled down to an afterglow.

To say that Betty immediately felt embarrassed and self-conscious would be an understatement. She grabbed a pillow and held it in front of her as she sat up. Oh my gosh! laughed Katie. You were wonderful!”

“W…Was I? Betty could still taste Katie in her mouth but now that the moment had passed, it all felt so wrong.

“Betts, I came like a flood and…uhhh…so did you! As she said it, she wiped her hand across her sticky face and licked her lover’s juices with a sigh. Betty blushed. You know, I’ve told you for years, you just need to let yourself go and enjoy life as it happens! I’ve had ten lovers since I turned 18 three years ago, eleven now counting you. Big cocks, small cocks, thick, thin. Older guys, young guys, fat guys. In every case I wanted them at the time and they wanted me! What’s wrong with two people wanting to make each other feel good in this stupid world?”

“I….Well, I

“How many lovers have you had in that same time?”

Betty held up her fingers in a zero effect.

“None! Exactly. I think tonight, we learned that you can be a tiger when you come out of your shell. Now we need to get your cherry popped and I think I know just the cock to do it.”

“No! No! I couldn’t. This is all….so…so fast. I mean, I just came over to

“It’s not fast, you’ve been putting this off for years. I love pussy but once you touch a boy’s prick…Mmmmmmmm!Yum! It’s easy. It’s fun. You’ll find out soon enough.”

“What are you doing?”

Katie’s still sticky fingers began hitting the buttons on her cell phone. If your best friend can’t get you laid on short notice, what good is she? Don’t worry. I’ll be with you the whole time. I want to watch you lose it. You’re gonna love it! Oh, Hello, Max? Honey, I’ve got a really big favor to ask you.”

To Be Continued…

“Deanne
“Deanne”, he yelled.

I snapped out of my brief daydream. Yeah, what’chu want? I asked. Bring me a cup of ice. His voice sounded so damn seductive to me. After bringing him the ice, I told him good night and went to bed. Kevin had been around our house since he was seventeen and now he’s twenty-eight. I have no idea why my mother even wanted him, she was thirty-two when he moved in. Right after snuggling under the covers, I quickly fell fast asleep.

“WAKE UP!
“WAKE UP, DEANNE!
“WAKE UP”

I rolled over to see Kevin at my door yelling like he had lost his fucking mind. I tried to rub the sleep out of my eyes and see what he wanted. He sounded kind of nervous. Matter of fact, he sounded like he was in a panic. Yeah, yeah, what?”, I managed to say in my sleepy voice.

“Get up!
“It’s Stella
“She been shot!”

Right at that moment, time seemed to completely stop. What the fuck? My mom, shot? I couldn’t believe my ears. I jumped so fast, I forgot I only had on a bra and a pair of panties. My 36C breast were bouncing everywhere as I damn near fell running into the living room. Kevin was grabbed his car keys off the kitchen counter and said Put something on right quick, we gotta go down the block where she was shot.
I ran into my room and threw on a little pink t-shirt and a pair of shorts. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to put on a pair of shoes. We hopped in his old school Cadillac and in less than five minutes, I was standing outside of the perimeter of police caution tape. The first police officer I saw, I asked Is she okay?”. I’m her daughter. Tell me, is she okay! I protested. Tears began to stream down my eyes as I saw the grimace on his face. Im sorry Mam, she was caught in the crossfire of a drive-by shooting. It was fatal My knees began to buckle underneath me. Kevin looked like he had saw a ghost. I couldn’t believe my ears. I cried like I never cried before. My mother was the only person I had every been close to. My father was never there after I turned about three or four. Shit, shit, shit.

Kevin grabbed me and held me close to his 6 foot frame. He cried, I cried, we cried together. Because he was so much taller than me, his tears flowed onto my shoulders. At 5′0″, my face was buried into his chest. Even though he was really close to my age, he was the only male figure that had ever been in my life. I was stunned beyond words. I just didn’t want to believe it. What was I going to do?
After identifying her body, we went home. The short ride was totally silent. The phone was ringing off the hook, regardless of it being 2 am. I crawled into my bed and shed silent tears for about 3 hours. I heard Kevin stir a little in the other room every now and then. The silence eventually led me to falling asleep. The sleep didn’t last long at all though. After only thirty minutes, I woke up in a cold sweat. The only thing I remembered was having nightmares of seeing my mother’s lifeless body lying on the street. This was killing me. There was no way I could possibly sleep. Before long, I decided to get up and try to take my mind off of things. On the way to the bathroom I looked in on Kevin. He was sitting at the foot of the bed looking off into space. My mother’s bed was still made; just like she left it. Judging by the bags under his eyes, he hadn’t slept all night.
I moped into the bathroom and threw some cold water on my face. My light brown complection looked so pale. Never had I looked so bad. My eyes were so puffy and red, it looked like I had been smoking weed all night. Thinking about that made me decide to walk down to Andre’s house to get some weed. I needed something to make me feel better, even if it was temporary.
When I looked at the clock it was only about 7am, so I decided that I would try to watch tv for a while until I thought Andre would be awake. Not too long after I started watching a re-run of The Boondocks, my cell phone started ringing. I just let it ring after I saw it was my ex-boyfriend Adam. He probably was calling to ask about the shooting. Even though we were friends now, I didn’t feel like talking to his stupid ass. All he wanted to do was talk about was fucking. I could have cared less. Not only because he was my ex, but mainly because he had one of the smallest dicks I’ve ever seen in my life.

A couple hours later, I got up and took a shower. The hot water felt so good against my skin. I just stood and lest the spray hit me for about ten minutes. I took the shower head and ran it over my soapy titties. The hot spray was so intense and relaxing that my brown nipples became really hard. As I ran my fingertips across them, little sparks of pleasure started between my legs. By this time, I realized I needed to release some of the built of tension I had. Instead of continuing masturbating in the shower, I figured that I could get Andre to fuck me to an exceptional orgasm.
Andre wasn’t my boyfriend or anything like that. We have been really close friends over the years; however, we do fuck around from time to time. I guess you could say we’re friends with benefits”. I finished rinsing the soap off of my body and put a towel around me. When I passed the room, Kevin was still in the same spot. It didn’t even looked like he had moved from the spot he was in hours ago. He looked up briefly when I passed by. Kevin, I’m about to go to Andre’s for a couple of hours. You cool? Kevin didn’t say a word, he just nodded. Just looking at him was bringing my mood back down. He looked like he was heartbroken.
I walked into my room and found a plain red tube top and a pair of black running shorts. In less than twenty minutes, I had put my hair into a messy ponytail and threw on a little makeup. Before I left out of the door, I picked up my cell phone and slid my feet into a pair of black flip flops. When I walked out of the door, the sunlight was almost blinding. It was extremely hot to be only about 11 in the morning. I ran back into the house and got my pair of black Chanel sunglasses.
There were a few little kids playing on the sidewalk across the street, and my neighbor was cutting his grass. For some reason, the hood looked so ugly today. This motherfuckin hood killed my ma! Dammit!”, I thought to myself. I walked really slow over to Andre’s house. It took me almost thirty minutes to make it there and his house was only about five blocks away. As soon as I knocked on the door, Andre opened it. He looked attractive, even though he still had sleep in his eyes and his hair wasn’t brushed. Whassup Dede?”he asked. I heard bout yo moms, you aight? I just looked at him with a blank face, hoping he would get the message. I came to see if you could roll me up some of that purp. Forreal, I need to ease my mind. He opened the door all the way and let me in. That’s when I noticed he didn’t have anything but a pair of black boxers on. Lemme go wash my face and shit. I got’chu covered. You can go’on in my room and chill out
It looked like his moms was gone to work already. That was a big relief because that meant we wouldn’t have to go somewhere else to smoke. I walked down the hall and went into his room. It was hot as hell in there. I cut on a fan and made myself comfortable on his bed. It was such a familiar place. I got so relaxed that I almost drifted off to sleep. Just before I was out good he came in with a zip-lock bag in one hand and a cigar in the other. Motherfucker, I thought you wanted to smoke! Your ass in here sleep. I laughed at his comment. He sat down at the computer desk beside the bed and started to roll up the blunt. I could tell it was going to be some good shit. The blunt was smelling so good and he hadn’t even lit it yet.

About thirty seconds later, he pulled out a lighter and lit it up. He passed it to me so I could take the first hit. When I first inhaled it, it made me cough a little bit. I could already tell that I was going to be high as hell when this was over. I took another puff and passed it to him. He was laughing his ass off at me. I already felt spaced out as hell! Fifteen or twenty minutes later, we were both sitting there looking at each other laughing our asses off.

“Dede, you wanna do me a favor? Andre asked. Wha? I managed to say.

“It’s been a while since I sucked them big ass titties of yours
“And I said.
“And, let me suck something”

I started laughing while he was sitting there licking his lips. I guess he could tell that I wanted to fuck. He got up from the chair he was sitting in and sat beside me in the bed. He roughly grabbed both of my titties through my shirt. Pull em out he said in a somewhat rough voice. He sounded so sexy. I looked down to see a bulge starting to develop in his jeans. I pulled up my top and pushed it all the way over my head. The look on his face was priceless. Even though he had seen my titties many times before, he still looked at them like he’d never saw them before. I could barely throw my shirt in the corner before he had his hands all over my titties. They may not be huge, but he loved them. I absolutely enjoyed the way that he sucked my titties like he was a newborn baby. First he was massaging my left tittie and rolling his tongue all over my right nipple. Then he took my nipple in his mouth suckled on it really hard. Little moans began to escape my lips as he sucked on it harder and harder. He began to pinch my left nipple and roll it between his fingers. He took a break from sucking them and briefly sucked and kissed on my neck. This foreplay was making me so hot. He let stopped sucking my neck and started sucking on my left nipple. The way he sucked on it was phenomenal. The harder he sucked on it, the wetter my pussy was getting.

He started laughing when I began whimpering. This was the sign that I wanted more. I motioned for him to stand up. Then I unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down around his ankles. He look down at me as I sitting there eager to see his dick. He stepped out of his pants for me while I pulled down his boxers. His dick was absolutely amazing. Every time I saw it, my mouth would water. He stepped out the boxers and put one of his hands on the back of my head and gently pushed me towards his dick. I gently grabbed the shaft of his dick and started to put light kisses all over it. I could tell that my teasing was driving him wild. After I felt that he was ready, I started licking up and down the shaft. I paused long enough just to say, This black dick is all mine. I smiled an evil grin at Andre when he said The prove it. His words made me even more eager to suck his dick. I licked along his bulging veins as I massaged his nutts in my hand. I looked up at him to see the look of pure ecstacy on his face.
I sucked on the head really hard and began to make my way down. I knew that there was no way on earth that I could deepthroat him, but I did the best I could. My saliva was everywhere. My luscious lips, chin, and titties were covered in it. He loved it. I gave his dick one last kiss on the head and said Eat me”. I laid down on the bed and spread my legs as wide as they would go. Andre knelt down and bit my inner thigh. It felt so good and he hadn’t even made it to my pussy yet. He lingered there for a moment and looked up at me. I couldn’t wait until he pressed my buttons. He put a finger in his mouth and made sure it was good and wet, then gently slid it into my pussy. I was already hot; this was making me hotter.
He came closer to my pussy and made love to me with his tongue. He licked my fat freshly shaven lips over and over again. By this time he had put two fingers inside me and was massaging my g-spot. He licked my pussy like it was a fresh banana split. His big tongue swirled all over my clit. His tongue was superb, and he knew it. The more he licked, the more intense his g-spot massage got. About two minutes of him doing it continuously, I came. I came like I had never come before. It was incredible. My pussy felt like it was exploding. My legs were shaking and toes were tingling. Throughout my orgasm he kept at it.
Thirty seconds later he pushed me a little farther back on his bed and positioned himself between my legs. I couldn’t wait until he put his dick inside me. The anticipation for it was building higher and higher. He rubbed my pussy with his rough hands and spread my juices all over my pussy. My lips were getting fatter and fatter. He put the head of his dick at the entrance of my pussy. Relax baby, relax”, he said. Andre pushed his hips forward, just enough for his head to go in. Just the head of his dick felt wonderful. After my pussy adjusted more and more of his dick into me. The stretching of my walls felt so good that a moan escaped my lips.

He pulled it out very slowly and pushed it back in. The more his pace quickened, the more I moaned. He fucked me missionary for about ten good minutes. Ride me shorty! I was extremely happy to hear him say that. I love nothing more than riding his big dick. A smile crossed my face as he slowly pulled out and lay down beside me. I stood up and squatted over his dick, with my body facing him. He looked like he was in heaven as I slowly lowered my pussy onto his dick.
When I had taken all of him, he let out a manly moan. I knew it was time to whip it on him. I pushed myself up and down on him while he raised his head up to suck my titties. My pussy juices were all over his dick and thighs. That faster I rode him, the more pleasurable it got. He grabbed my curvaceous hips and pushed me harder down on him. On every up-stroke, I would use my pussy muscles to squeeze the head of his dick. I knew that another orgasm was not too far away. Cum for me shorty. Those four words absolutely drove me wild. I started bucking my hips even harder on him and rubbed my clit with my free hand. Sparks of electricity surged through my entire body and I was loving every minute of it. My breathing was getting even deeper and my moans were getting louder. Oh shit, I’m coming! I yelled. My pussy was pulsing and strongly contracting around his hard dick. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer until he nutted.
Five minutes later, he pulled his dick quickly out of me and bust his nutt all over my flat stomach. His hot cumm felt so good to me. Judging by the look on Andre’s face, he was extremely satisfied. I got off of Andre and lay down beside him. He was out of breath and I was too. I always love yo pussy girl”. I just looked at him and laughed. Within minutes Andre was fast asleep. I felt like I was sitting on top of a cloud.
It wouldn’t be too much longer until his mom got off of work, so I figured I should get up and go home. I put my clothes back on and quietly left. When I made it to the house, I poured a glass of water and flopped on the couch. I still hadn’t fully came off of my high yet and I was hungry as hell. It suddenly dawned on me that I should check on Kevin. I walked in the back to find him laid on his back staring at the ceiling.
I could tell he wasn’t sleep when he glanced over at me and let out a desperate sigh. I crept over to him and said You want some company? He looked at me like I had asked the stupidest question on earth. Because of the fact that he didn’t reply, I assumed the answer was no”. I ignored my assumption and sat down beside him. The more I looked at him, the more down I became. I was starting to come back to reality. I always looked at Kevin as a straight up thug who thought crying was a pussy thing to do. Never had I saw him this way.
I’m not really sure if it was me or the weed, but the next thing I knew, I was laying beside him. This wasn’t totally out of the ordinary. Sure, I had never been this close to him, but I couldn’t help it. He was so muscular, yet his body looked so weak. I reached over to his bare chest and put my left arm around him. His skin was so smooth. I looked into his eyes and said, Kevin, I’m here for you. My words seemed to comfort him some but not much. The sun was starting to go down and the room was getting darker. He gave me a quick peck on the forehead and got up.

Shortly after he walked out of the room I heard the shower come on. I decided to get up and try to fix something to eat. I couldn’t really cook but I figured I could get something together. It was so lost for some reason. The only thing that was on my mind was Kevin’s chest. If he only knew how much I was attracted to him. DAMMIT! I knew I was wrong for having these thoughts about him. He was my fuckin moms boyfriend. Shit, shit, shit! He was thirteen years older than me.
I put a pot of water on the stove to cook some noodles. They were just about done when Kevin got out of the shower. I knew he was really hungry because he hadn’t eaten all day. It didn’t take him long at all to finish the noodles. Don’t go to bed just yet. Just sit up with me a while I told him. He looked like he really didn’t want to be bothered but went and sat on the couch. I cut on the tv and flipped through the channels. I figured that maybe I should just put on some relaxing music and talk about old times. I put on Usher’s old Confessions CD. I sat down beside him and brought up a few good times.
He seemed to be loosening up a bit, but not enough. I’ll be right back”, I told him. I went into the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of Hypnotiq. It had been a while since I had a drink but I knew this would do the trick. I poured us both a glass and took them into the living room. He looked kind of surprised when I handed him the drink. Since when did I give you permission to drink”, he said in a playful voice. I just laughed it off. It was nice to see him smile. This was the first time he wasn’t extremely depressed in almost a day and a half. Within the next twenty minutes we both finished off the first glass. Instead of me getting up, he did this time. He came back with refills and flopped on the couch. I was already starting to feel a little buzz. For some reason, he was looking even better to me.
Without being too obvious, I scooted a little closer to him. I didn’t really intend on anything happening, I just wanted to be closer to his warm body. The more we drank, the deeper our conversation got. He was starting to gaze in my eyes and then turn his head as soon as he realized what was going on. I wondered how much longer he would be awake. I knew it had been over twenty four hours since he had gotten some real rest. It was almost 2 am when I looked up at the clock. I better be going to bed”, I said. Kevin just nodded his head. It hurt me a little that it looked like he was disappointed.
I seriously needed some rest and the alcohol was making me even more sleepy. He reached over to my face and rubbed my cheek. I thought nothing of it. Of course, I wasn’t really thinking straight. He brought me back to reality and sobered me up at the same time when he leaned in to kiss me. I was shocked. The closer he got to my lips, the more my body began to tingle. When his lips touched mine, I felt so.HIGH! They were so soft. His tongue snaked all around my mouth and lips. His kiss was so deep and gentle. I could still taste the alcohol on his breath. Then, it just happened; I kissed him back. He stroked my wavy black hair and kissed me even deeper. My mind was running a mile a minute. This was the best kiss I had ever experienced. Oh SHIT! This was my mother’s boyfriend. I broke the kiss as soon as that ran across my mind. How could I be doing this. This is so wrong. So wrong. All I could do was cry.

There’s a good possibility that I will make a second part to this story. Please leave feedback if you agree that I should.