The cock ring and the submissive

You’re down on your knees gazing at my cock like you’ve never seen it before. Veins engorged and bulging on my purple shaft. You look at the black silicone cock ring tight around the base of my prick and another ring around my bulging balls.

You want to kiss and lick my cock all over, feel all the ridges and veins under your tongue, get it all wet with your saliva…but i’m not going to let you.

‘Just sit still there and watch.’ i tell you firmly

‘You’re not allowed to touch yourself either.’

‘This is about me and my pleasure, okay slut?’

You watch as my hand starts to work up and down my massive prick. It feels amazing with that cock ring on, it’s a sensation i haven’t experienced before and it makes me feel so horny and you can tell.

‘Do you like the look of my cock like this? Does it make you want to be my whore, my dedicated whore?’

You nod affirmatively, watching my cock intently.

‘I bet you want to lick it and suck it don’t you? I bet you want to please me with your slutty whore mouth don’t you?’

You nod again.

‘Well you fucking can’t! I’m going to tease you like crazy and you’re just going to have to sit there.’

‘Sit on your fucking hands slut! I don’t want you touching yourself.’

‘You’re mine okay? My little whore and you do as you’re told.’

Fuck, my cock feels amazing, it looks amazing too. I’ve never seen it so swollen. It looks so impressive and powerful.

You can feel my power. Staring at my masterful cock makes you feel weak and pathetic. Sitting there on your hands, my little sub loser.

‘Worship my cock, whore.’ I tell you.

‘Worship my swollen, beautiful cock.’

I love it, it turns me on when you’re submissive to me, it makes my cock harder and precum starts to ooze from the tip.

You can see it, you desperately want to lick it, desperately want to show me what an oral whore you are for me, but you can’t.

You just sit there, watching and waiting. You’re so aroused that it hurts, you badly want to touch yourself but you can’t. Your hands are hurting too so you lift yourself up a little to ease the pressure on them.

I notice and bark

‘Sit on your fucking hands bitch!’

You sit back down and grimace a little as you feel the pain in your hands again.

I like it, i like seeing you suffer for me, like seeing you hurt for me. It turns me on even more and i stroke my cock a bit harder and you can hear from my breathing how turned on i am.

‘You like pleasing me don’t you slut?’ I ask

‘Yes’ i hear you mutter.

‘Speak up, bitch, i can’t hear you’ i reply calmly and firmly

‘Yes, i like it’ you say louder

‘Yes what?’ i spit

‘Yes sir!’

‘That’s better. And you like hurting for me don’t you whore?’

‘Yes sir, i like hurting for you sir’

mmmm, that makes the sensation in my cock change. I can feel that i’m getting close.

‘Tell me what you are’ i demand

‘I’m your whore, sir’

‘That’s right, you’re my whore. And what do you like doing for me whore?’

‘I like hurting for you sir’

And you are hurting, the pain in your hands is almost unbearable, but it’s delicious also. You love that your pleasing me, love that you’re feeling pain for me.

‘Tell me!’ i order

‘I’m your whore, and i like hurting for you sir’

Fuck, i like it, i can feel my cum building

‘Tell me!’

‘I’m your whore and i like hurting for you sir’

I wank harder, faster.

‘Tell me!’

‘I’m your whore and i like hurting for you sir’

Your hands are now numb. Your eyes are fixed on my cock as i wank furiously.

‘Tell me!’

‘I’m your whore sir. I like hurting for you sir’

‘Tell me!’

‘I’m your whore sir and i like hurting for you sir’

I gasp as i feel the cum pumping from my cock. The pressure from the cock ring prevents it from spurting, but it pours out, running down over my hand and dripping down the length of my swollen prick.

‘Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!’ i pant as my spunk continues to pump out, pooling at the base of my cock.

You’re transfixed on my cock and my thick creamy cum.

I can see you staring.

‘Lick it up bitch!’ i tell you.

You lift up off your hands to move your mouth towards my cock. You hungrily start licking up the pool of my cum.

You’re breathing heavily and i know that you’re feeling pain as the blood rushes back into your hands.

‘That’s it, feel the pain and lick it up like a good little whore.’

You lick and slurp up my spunk.

‘Clean me up slut, lick up every last drop. Such a good whore, good little cum eating whore’

You’re still breathing hard from the pain of the intense pins and needles in your fingers and the pleasure of the taste of my cum.

‘You’ve been a good whore today. I’m finished with you for now you can go.’

‘Yes sir, thank you sir.’ you say as you get up and leave.

Afternoon coffee with cake

Thursday afternoon. I came back from work and found my wife at home. She had made a wonderful lemon cake and the moment she saw me she started making coffee. The table was set in no time and was happy to relax sipping from my aromatic coffee and having small bites from the delicious lemon cake.
‘I have to finish my project and will need your assistance to prepare the final file for the presentation.’ She said.
‘Okay. Call me when you’re ready.’ Was my answer then I turned on the TV and started scrolling the channels.
She left the room. I looked at my favorite programs but found nothing but ending movies and information for upcoming snooker match after about half an hour. Literally nothing to watch! That’s why I hate television and prefer other Medias like internet for example. Anyway I took another sip from my strong black coffee. Oh my wife is doing it great! Took another piece of the cake and returned to remote control. Porn! Why not watching some porn I thought and switched to the channel. The movie was with a busty woman. She had amazing rounded and firm breasts. Probably the next miracle of aesthetic surgery but I liked them. Anyway the scene was hot and I felt my penis growing hard inside my blue jeans. I wasn’t wearing underwear like most of the days so my cock was absolutely free to move in my pants. The video was at its end so the guy aimed at the rounded breasts and came “pouring” his sperm over the woman’s fit body like he was watering his lawn.
By instinct I began to rub my erect cock through the jeans. Me and my wife we are practicing orgasm control and so my ejaculations are limited. Not only this but I am also doing teasing sessions with massive amount of edging and sometimes ending them with ruined orgasm. I’m sharing this to explain that I was actually very well teased and my cock was sensitive and quite quick in getting hard.
Meanwhile the second scene of the porn movie started and another busty lady began to move her curvy body on the TV screen showing pink lingerie and palatable forms. Soon the bra went off and I started to rub my cock with considerable pressure.
‘I am going to take a shower and… What are you doing?’ my wife was standing at the door wearing only a black bra and G-string and was staring at me.
‘I… well I couldn’t find anything to watch so I switched at the porn channels.’
‘Really? And you also are freely touching your cock aren’t you?’
‘No, honey, I am not. I promise… See I am with my jeans on and…’
My wife passed in front of me and pointed at my bulge.
‘And what is this?’ she asked.
‘Well my penis got hard but I swear I didn’t touch it!’
‘I saw you rubbing it like a pussy! And I also am seeing a remarkable wet spot from your precum.’
Damn! The wet spot. I bowled my head and then I saw it. It really was big and visible.
‘Show me how you rub it!’ she ordered. ‘Yea like this… Good boy! Go on look at your precious porn who I know how much you love and don’t stop beating your meat. When I came back from shower I will deal with you!’
She turned and left the room.
‘You look beautiful, honey!’ I said while watching her moving towards the door.
‘Aw thank you, dear!’ she replied pulling her bra up at the same time allowing me a glimpse at her dark brown nipple.
‘And you have gorgeous breasts!’ I added.
‘I know.’
I switched the channel. The picture was of a young woman sucking a cock while the man was fingering her hairy pussy. My own penis shuddered in my jeans. The scene was hot because actually it was an edging action. The girl made his cock edge and then squeezed it to help him hold his orgasm. After that she slapped the man’s penis and she did it with a force. I squirmed in the armchair. My hand was already between my legs and once again rubbing my hard cock. Now I was able to also feel the wet spot on my crotch. I settled my penis to the side closer to leg and started to ‘pinch’ it using my thumb, index and middle fingers. On the screen the girl was now completely naked. She was riding the man’s cock turning back on him and facing us, the viewers.
I edged!
My wife entered the room. She was only with her white and violet towel covering her breasts and down to just barely hide her pussy. Her skin was dotted with water drops. She passed and stopped facing me and hiding the TV screen. The towel felt on the floor. Her body is remarkable! She has B-cup size breasts with large dark areolas on the nipples that at this point were erect already. Her belly is flat with small deep navel. Her pubic is trimmed to a triangle of small hair. She was dripping!
‘Get up and move!’ she ordered me, ‘I will sit now on the armchair.’
I obeyed and she sat comfortably.
‘Lick me.’ Simple task said with even voice.
My wife spread legs. Her pussy lips opened showing me her wetness and inviting me to visit them with my tongue. I felt on my knees. She didn’t say me to remove any of my clothes so I remained fully clothed. I took a deep breath feeling her scent. I kissed her pussy and the clit. She shivered in the armchair. My tongue went out passing through the pussy lips and gathering the warm juices that were oozing from there. My wife moaned. She was very horny and anxious to feel one hard licking from me. She grabbed my head and pressed me with force to herself. No further signs were needed; I immediately started to lick her with passion combining my tongue movements with some strong sucks that were pulling her pussy lips deep in my mouth. From time to time I climbed my lips to the clit to give it some kisses and sick as well.
My wife was squirming in the armchair, pushing my head, and squashing her breasts. I looked up to peek at her nipples. Oh how I love them! They were really hard at the moment pointing up and she was pinching them with fingers. Behind my back there was another movie going and it was a solo scene of a masturbating young brunette. I was only able to hear her moaning and my wife was telling about what was happening on the TV. My cock was about to burst right in my jeans. I was feeling them tighter as they actually were. My wet spot had to be even larger by now. There was no time for me to touch my hard cock as my hands were placed on my wife’s thighs all the time.
She squirmed strongly and reached an amazing orgasm. She came directly in my mouth when I was sucking her pussy with endeavor. She pressed my head to herself until the pulsations of her pussy passed away.
Few minutes later I felt her hands moving away and she let me stand up. She looked at my painfully hard cock trapped inside the jeans and said smiling.
‘Thank you for the orgasm! Now please go see my project and optimize it for web and email presentation while I finish my coffee with a piece of the lemon cake and watch some TV.’
‘Yes, honey, okay.’ I knew that once again I would be denied and she won’t allow me to cum. I left the room heading to the desk where the document was waiting for my assistance. I had difficulties walking with such an erection but in the same time I was so extremely happy.

Meeting My Second Wife


It was in the middle 1990’s. I met a girl at work, she was married, her name was Anne and she came on to me with a vengeance. Needless to say we began a sexual relationship. When my wife found out, she made me quit my job and find another one. I did, but I didn’t stop seeing Anne. On my way to the new job, I would leave early and meet her just as I did before.
At my new job, I began flirting with a girl named Cheryl. She was also married, but about 10 years younger than me. She also wanted a sexual relationship. So now I was juggling 2 women at the same time. During that time, another woman, now my wife, started coming on to me. I didn’t resist and soon I was dating her too. I wasn’t long before I was caught by the wife and she divorced me. Imagine that !
I started to have feelings for the new girl and the first time we met at her apartment, I told her I liked to dress in women’s underclothes. That didn’t seem to bother her. I told her this because I wanted it right out in front in case things got deeper between us, which it did. We ended up moving out of state and after my divorce was final from my first wife, we got married.
The new wife seemed to be up for anything. She would dress me in her underclothes, along with the women’s clothes I owned, she would make love to me as if I were a woman, feeling and sucking my bra covered tits, she felt me up, running her hands up my pantyhose covered legs, and under my skirt to squeeze my ass cheeks. She also fucked me from time to time while I was dressed with one of the dildo’s we bought. We were having a great time. After a while, we moved again to another state.
She saw the things I was looking at on x-hamster and other sites and aske me if I was bi. I didn’t lie, I told her I really liked looking at other cock and balls. She told me that if I needed another cock, that she would have to be present. I told her I agreed. I didn’t do anything about it for a long time and one day asked her if she remembered what she told me and was it still ok. She remembered and told me she was wondering why it was taking me so long.
I had a guy in mind and invited him over for supper and fun. He agreed along with my wife. We had a nice dinner and went into the living room to relax. My wife and I were sitting on the couch and Tom was in a lounge chair a few feet away, facing us. My wife began rubbing my leg and soon had my shorts un-buttoned and her hand in my panties. Both my wife and I could see Tom’s boner in his shorts as he watched us. My wife pulled off my shorts and shirt. I was wearing a teen bra and lacy, black, see-through panties. Tom took the hint and began massaging his cock through his shorts.
My wife had my dick hard and stretching my panties by now, and she got up and went over to Tom, took him by the hands, and lifted him to his feet. She then pulled down his shorts along with his underwear and had him slip off his shirt. She then took his hand and led him over in front of me. With her knee, she spread my legs and placed Tom right between them, his cock only inches from my face. Debbie, my wife, took hold of his dick and put her hand on the back of my head, and brought us together. She stopped when my lips touched his oozing cock-head.
I took a lick and began lapping at his dick. He moved forward and I took him in my mouth. Tom slowly pumped in and out of my mouth while Debbie reached behind him and slipped her free hand between his legs and cupped his balls as he fucked my mouth. I could hear her breathing faster as Tom and I were. She was as excited as we were! I reached up with both hands and grabbed his ass to guide him. It was only a few minutes later when Tom groaned and flooded my mouth with his cum. Debbie was up close, watching as he exploded in my mouth. As his hot cum began to fill my mouth, I heard Debbie say, “Swallow it, baby… Swallow all his boiling cum!” Of course I did just that.
Debbie joined in with me and other men quite often when she wasn’t just watching. She even got other guys to let her dress them in silky, frilly girl clothes. I think she enjoyed that a little too much. Anyway, we both never stopped liking that.
It was only a few years ago when I found a local CD that was single and had advertised to live as a sissy, maid, or anything else someone wanted. I answered it, we met along with Debbie, and we agreed he could live with us. Sissy has been with us for about a year and a half now. He has a job, contributes to the household, in more ways than one. He also cleans and does other domestic duties. Debbie enjoys buying him and I girlie clothes now and then and we also enjoy his company.
A week or so ago, Debbie told me she was going shopping to get something for supper. When she came back, she had me lay on the floor and she lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties and squatted right over my mouth, releasing a large load of sperm. She said…”Here’s your supper, darling!” After I ate it, I asked her where she got it. She told me, and I told her the arrangement “we” had would also apply to her. If she wanted new cock, she would have to bring it home. She agreed and explained it was her first time. I believe her because I have never seen anything to be suspicious about.

Jess and I

Well hear I am, never thought I would be here writing to you about something that actually happen to me. To start with I guess you could say I am bi,
Yet my story involves no man. Just myself and a woman every man should be so lucky to hold. Will call her Jess for now. Jess and I started talking over the internet
through craigslist. Yeah I hear you all, anyway she was someone to talk to. And I could talk to her about anything. Because frankly I would never come face to face
with her anyway. I enjoy wearing panties and tights and leggings, and I love pussy and women. I personaly have never seen a pussy that I wouldn’t eat. I also
love to have a woman finger my pspot, it’s just hard to find one that will talk about it much less do it for you. When Jess and I started talking is right after
a nasty break up with a very nasty woman. That relationship was hard on me and only lasted 3 years, The one before that was 20 years. So if I refer to them
I’ll refer to them as 3 and 20. I’ve enjoyed wearing things that fit tight all my life, and the 20 knew this, and we dabbled in me wearing silk things made
for men. But it wasn’t the same. She did however join me in my liking of ass play. We would make love with a vibrator in my ass, with the right power she
would enjoy the vibrations that flowed thru my cock and into her pussy. It’s like having a living vibrator hitting her gspot. And she loved it. It all slowly
faded away from our time together, yet became more and more entangled in my life. Now lets time travel to the 3 relationship. Ist year sex was out of this world. She turned
me on to wearing tights, panties and leggings. We would shop together and thats how I got most of my stuff. Now I can order anything I want off the internet.
Now Jess loved the feel of my ass and leggs in that tight material. Our sex life was the best I’ve ever had and we would spend entire weekends laid up pleasing
each others bodies. She loved to rub on my ass leggs and cock, until she could no longer handle it. Then it was time for the cloths to come off. I would start at her
size 42 breast. sucking and licking every inch of her suculant monds of pleasure. sucking and kissing my way to one of the most sexiest pussies I’ve ever
had the pleasure to taste. Eating pussy is my passion, nothing better. working my hot wet tongue and slippery lips trying hard not to miss one inch of her skin.
Finally a woman who loved her pussy eaten as much as I loved to eat. Working my teasing tongue down to her inner thigh on her right leg. Kissing and nibbling half way down her leg.
Jumping all at once and with out warning I take a toe or 2 into my hot wet awaiting mouth. Licking from the heel to the tips of her toes, driving her absolutly mad.
Turning my attention back to her other foot and took as many of her toes into my mouth as I could, which made her beg me to please lick her pussy. Ignorning
her cries of guideance towards her clit. I slowed down my nibbling not missing anything, listening to her body and letting her moans guide my way. As I moved my hot wet tongue
within mere inches from her clit. Moving from oneside to the other as I slowly drag my wet tongue gently over her clit. Her body tightens up and she lets out a gasp,
wanting, needing, and demanding more she grabs the back of my head and draws my face into her pussy. My tongue goes to work dancing and doing circles around your hard little
clit. I spread her lips and sucked her clit as if I would never have another. Her pussy was sweet teasting and a joy to suck. I made love to her pussy with my mouth.
As my tongue bathed her entire pussy her body tenses up she let out a moan the neighobor down the street could have heard. As the first of her orgasmn hit her body. Usually
ending up with her pushing my head away saying she could not handle another one. Then we would make sweet passionate love together. And every time we made love it
was always better than the time before. As time went by we talked about doing all kinds of stuff together, and before the cancer finally got her down. We almost
finished her sexual bucket list. Well she ask me one night about pegging. I told her simply turns you into the man and I the woman, and to shorting this some.
We bought a strap on, It is purple and jelly and does not resemble a cock. The first night we got it she couldn’t wait to try it out. So I dressed up in my body stocking
with an open crotch and some lace panties and tight black mini skirt, which turned her on even more. I was in the kitchen when she came up from behind me and
started nibbling on my neck and shoulders. Which was really turning me on ever so much. I felt her push the dildo into the crack of my ass and started sliding
it back and forth across my tinder asshole. I guide the tip of her she cock into my tight little asshole, I jumped as it popped into my asshole, and she almost
cried. Reasuring her she did not hurt me she finally began pusshing the 8 inch dildo into my hot tight little asshole. It felt better than I expected and
I began to push back as she thrusted into me. She grabbed my hips and burried the 8in dildo deep into my hot little hole. She was really getting into, giving me all
8 inches on every thrust. She was moaning and having herself a grand time as she made love to my ass. I couldn’t get enough and from then on out we added that to our weekly
love making. She really loved it when I would get on top and she could watch the dildo disappear deep into my tight hot ass. There is nothing sexier than a woman making
sweet passionate love to me as I would her, so gentle so giving, and oh so passionate.
It’s not as good as I would like but it gets better. let me know if you would like to hear more, or just fade away into the night with my memories.

My girlfriend made a sissy.part1

Hey guys this is my first story ….hope you all like it …

When I was 18, in spite of my shyness and not being in anyway incredibly
attractive, I somehow landed myself a girlfriend 2 years older than me. I
was quite short for a boy then, around 5’7 and very slim having not yet
developed much muscle. I had shoulder length brown hair and bright green
eyes and I simply couldn’t believe my luck in getting this girl. She was
called Jess, a beautiful redhead with a body to die for and an appetite for
sex even my youthful virility could hardly satisfy – not that we didn’t
try, constantly.

Jess was insatiable, and very domineering she took the lead in everything
and I happily followed. Naturally this spilt over into sex and we quickly
found we both loved it when she took control in the bedroom. It started off
pretty simply, just her on top during sex and often teasing me before
allowing me to cum, but as we shared our fantasies, things got crazier and
crazier. She often teased me that I looked quite pretty and even a little
girly, she told me guys would love me and after some time I told her that I
did have fantasies about being with men from time to time. I was happy she
didn’t really mind and even seemed excited by it so I grew more and more
confident sharing with her. Eventually I told her something I never dreamed
I’d tell anyone. I loved panties, I’d been dressing up since I was 11 and
always wanted to do it for someone else. Incredibly, so beyond my wildest
dreams, she thought this was amazing; she instantly made me strip off and
put on her panties that she had been wearing whilst we talked. What
followed was some amazing sex, her naked and me in a blue thong happy to
totally accepted. I showed her websites that I liked and she researched the
whole thing seemingly overnight. Before I knew it I wore her panties most
times we had sex and sometimes she gave me a pair to take home, telling me
I must wear them to school the next day. She’d make me put them on before
we went out with our friends telling me she wanted me to remember I was her
little sissy (her new name for me). I’d love it but constantly worry I’d be
caught and I guess she just loved having that control over me.

And now you have the background, let the story begin.

I never really fitted in with Jess’ friends so I was always nervous when we
hung out with them and this night was no exception. We’d gone to a party
full of people she knew and I was just her little tag along boyfriend, I
had no idea this night would be a very fond memory for me and later fuel my
fantasies for years to come.

I tried to mingle at the party, drinking and chatting to random groups but
I always returned to Jess getting bored of the people I was with or not
finding anyone to talk to at all. The party was just getting kind of dull
when Jess decided to change things dramatically. She came and told me to
come inside with her as we were all hanging out in the garden, and without
another word I followed her inside and upstairs to a bathroom. She locked
the door and started to kiss me, I got hard immediately as we made out
squashed in the bathroom. She undid my jeans and started stroking my cock
and said “I’m so fucking horny; I have a special plan for tonight baby”

“What is it?” I asked

“Shh now, you’ll see”, she said as she pulled her panties off and lifted
her skirt “now eat my cunt bitch”

I immediately fell to my knees and started licking her soaking wet pussy,
whatever her plan was it had got her damn hot and. hard as I was, I knew
I’d be going along with it.

“Take off your jeans and boxers baby, I wanna see you wank that cock when
you eat me”

I struggled to get them off as I remained on the floor and stuck between
her legs, but eventually I was naked from the waist down. I started jacking
off as I ate her sweet pussy and I thought I could see what was coming, I’d
be wearing her thong she’d thrown on the floor when I left the room, I was
sure of it. I wasn’t wrong but that wasn’t even half of what she had in

She started to moan and writhe against the wall as I continued to lick her
clit, sucking it into my mouth and flicking my tongue across it.

‘Oooooh’ she moaned, rubbing her pussy on my face as she came. She
momentarily sank against the wall before seemingly coming back to life.

“Mmm that was good baby, but now it’s your”

I stood up, anticipating what was to come, her blowjobs were
incredible. She sank to her knees and took my balls in her mouth. I moan
allowed and she smiled, “you enjoy that don’t you baby?”

“uhuh” I managed to sigh and she engulfed my entire cock in her mouth.

“You’ve always wanted to be in my place though haven’t you sissy?” she
asked as she pulled off my cock

“Mmm yeah, I’ve always wanted to try sucking a big hard cock” I could
hardly believe the things I said when she wanted me to.

She started feeling around on the floor for her panties, she’d worn a pink
lacy thong to the party and it was soaked, whatever she’d been planning
obviously excited her to no end. Eventually she found what she was after
and held them near my feet.

“cmon baby let’s see my little sissy in her panties”

I loved it when she spoke to me like that, and lifted my feet one by one to
help her put the thong on me. She pulled it on and up tight between my ass
checks before telling me to turn around with my hands against the wall and
my ass sticking out.

“My little sissy has such a cute ass” as she said this she slapped it and
then pulled my cheeks apart to tease my hole. Now she made me shave totally
from the waist down (I had very little hair above the waist) and due to my
body shape I did look like quite a cute girl from behind and I absolutely
loved it when she complimented me as such.

She reached up between my legs and started to fondle my balls and cock,
occasionally licking my ass as she did, teasing me relentlessly. I loved
having my ass licked and she was an expert handling a cock, so I was in
heaven as she did this.

“Now baby you love me don’t you?” I could see the plan was about to be
revealed as she said this

“Of course, Jess”

“And you love pleasing me?” she stuck her tongue in my ass

“Oh god yes”

“I want you to do something special for me, and I know you’ll like it” she
resumed stroking my cock and I was trembling all over

“Anything jess”

“Remember that small group of boys sat at the end of the garden?”


“I want you to hang out with them and pay particular attention to the boy I
point out for you, he’s gay and always tries to pick up boys he’s not met
before at parties, especially younger ones like you”

“Sure Jess but why?” I’d never refuse her now, I was feeling way too damn

“I want you to see how far you can get with him, I know you’ll love it and
it’d make me so wet. You’d be in for such a reward later” with that she
span me round and sucked my cock again. I could hardly process what had
been said as I watched her sexy red head bouncing on my cock. Her hand
reached up behind me and started toying with my ass as she sucked me, I
couldn’t concentrate at all I was just loving it. And then as I got close
to cumming she stopped, “Let’s go back to the party then baby” and with
that she got up and past me my jeans as she smoothed out her skirt.

“Please do this for me baby, and I’ll make it worthwhile later”

Now this shows our relationship perfectly, here I was 15 years old wearing
a bright pink thong under my jeans at a party full of strangers, being told
by my girlfriend to seduce a guy and never, not once, did a serious thought
cross my mind to refuse her.

“Umm ok, I’ll talk to them but I don’t know what’ll happen”

“That’s fine, just accept it when he goes for you, he’ll love a sissy like

With that I was lead outside and introduced to Kevin and his mates, jack
was quite handsome fairly tall with short dark hair and brown eyes and he
seemed quite pleased to meet me. Jess introduced me as a friend of hers she
thought Kevin might get on with, he seemed to catch what she meant because
he suddenly became more interested in me. I went to sit next to him and
Jess quickly wandered off to talk to some other friends.

Kevin was actually really hot and as I sat next to him drinking, I slowly
started to enjoy his attention. I was worried at first that my thong would
show above my jeans (well it happened to the girls all the time) but as the
drinking took effect I worried less and less and just enjoyed myself with
Kevin. Soon enough I was sat with his arms around me, giggling away
listening to everyone talking, really getting into him. Kevin grew bored of
everyone else it seemed and told me to follow him, so I got up and he lead
me inside upstairs to a bedroom.

As soon as we were inside, he locked the door and turned to me.

“Well now I have you all to myself”, he smiled as he moved close to me.

“And why would you want that”, as I said this I put my hands on his chest
and smiled up at him, I wasn’t even thinking about Jess’ commands, I just
wanted him.

He didn’t even answer, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me, I was
in heaven. He grabbed my ass through my jeans and I just melted into the
kiss. Then he threw me on the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing my lips
and neck, it made me feel so girly I couldn’t help but go along with it. I
reached out and stroked the bulge growing in his crotch, his cock felt so
big I simply had to see it.

“Well someone knows what they want”, he said as he helped me undo his
jeans, his cock sprang out and I gasped. It actually wasn’t massive, but
I’d only ever seen my cock for real before and it was certainly bigger than

“Looks like you like my cock, k**”, I blushed as he said this and then
nodded as I licked my lips. I started stroking it again and he kissed me
long and deep. He undid the top button of my jeans and I panicked crazily
for a moment until he hushed me saying “don’t worry baby, I’ve know what’s
under there and I’ve always wanted a sissy like you”, he pulled my jeans
down a little and started stroking my cock through the lace. His tone
completely changed then, it was no longer tender he was totally commanding
from that moment on

“That’s just what you are isn’t it, k**, a little sissy”

“Mmm yes”, I moaned

“You want to be my sissy bitch don’t you?”

“Oh God, please make me your bitch Kevin” I don’t even know why I said it,
I just couldn’t resist.

“Take off everything but those panties, slut”, as he said this he stopped
stroking my cock and stood back. Quickly, I stood up and pulled my jeans
the rest of the way off and discarded my shirt just as fast. I was stood
for the first time ever, in front of a man in nothing but a little pink

Kevin walked around me as I stood there, he felt my ass and cock on his

“Damn you’re a hot bitch” I almost came even as he said that.

“Well now I know you’ll do as I say there’s just one thing I want from a
slut like you right now”, he pulled out his cock, “get on your knees”.

I knelt in front of him and, grabbing hold of his hard cock, I slipped the
head into my mouth. I absolutely loved it, it didn’t even occur to me that
a short while ago I’d been the one having his cock sucked, right now I was
just this man’s slut. I devoted myself to the task of making him cum,
gagging on his cock trying to deep throat it, slurping and suck trying to
please him. He called me names constantly, calling me his slut, telling me
to suck his cock like a good bitch; I didn’t need the encouragement. Before
long he was breathing hard and pumping faster, “Swallow my cum, sissy” he
said it between breaths as he started to pump cum into my mouth, one jet,
two and then he pulled his cock out of my mouth saying “I know what my
bitch needs” and sprayed the rest of his cum over my willing slutty face.

“See you around, faggot” He said and then left me there, alone in the room
covered in cum. I got dressed, cleaned up in the bathroom and went
downstairs to find Jess waiting for me

“Having no panties around here gets you in trouble” She said with a smile
but I had no time to ask what she meant.

“C’mon, we’re going back to mine for a while”, she took my hand and lead me
all the way back to her house as I told her the story of what had happened
to me.

When we got to her house, we rushed to her room she stripped down to just
her skirt and I was in nothing but her thong once again.

“Wow baby, your story got me hot, lie back on the bed for me I want you to
eat my pussy again and I have something to tell you” I did as she said and
she straddled my face, as she did she started to tell me about her night.

“Well sissy, I guess you want to know what I did all night? I was flirting
with a group of guys to pass the time when a really hot one called Jack
felt me up. He grabbed my ass through my skirt and I thought I’d let him
have a little fun you know but then he felt up under my skirt and found out
I had no panties. Well you can guess what happened then” She paused and
started to cum from my attention, it never occurred to me to stop licking
even as she told me she’d let a guy feel her up

“Well he started playing with my pussy, right there in front of everyone. I
felt like such a whore, I loved it and it was nice being felt by a real man
you know. I was squirming there with his fingers in my cunt and people were
starting to stare to I asked him to take me inside. I’d already felt his
cock and it was huge, you’d have loved it sissy, I certainly did. We went
in the same bathroom as me and you did before and as soon as we were in I
bent over the toilet and flipped my skirt up. I begged him to fuck me, have
I ever begged you sissy? He felt so good inside my cunt, I really wanted to
let him cum there so you’d have a nice treat too but I didn’t want to get
pregnant so when he was close to cumming I got him to pull out and I sucked
him off. He tasted so good, you’d have loved it my little sissy.”

I couldn’t believe what was happening, here I was eating my girlfriend’s
cunt after it had been fucked by another guy and worse still, I was as hard
as a rock. Jess noticed this.

“Aww is my little sissy hard from my story? Do you want to cum baby? Stroke
it for me my little bitch, I’d let you fuck me but I don’t think I’d feel
it after Jack.”

I started pumping my cock and was ready to cum in seconds, so much had
happened that night and I hadn’t come once. Jess really started grinding
her pussy on my face as I came

“You pathetic bitch, you’re getting off knowing you’re girlfriend fucked
another guy and made you eat her cunt afterwards. You’re such a sissy, you
must be a fag I bet you loved Kevin’s cock so much didn’t you. Maybe I’ll
try and get Jack to fuck both of us next time”

Jess got off me and started scooping my cum off me and into my mouth. I
swallowed it all without a word and then she told me to leave.

How I Made Martina Into My Toilet Slave

I keep visiting lots of online forums and chatrooms related to sex and lesbians, to meet like-minded people and find out more about myself. There, I met Martina. She’s 9 years older than me and bored in her marriage, so while looking for a new rush she tried to find out how it would be with a woman.

We liked each other right away and were both noobs in the chat (though I’ve been there a little longer than her) and soon we were talking about what we both like doing and how we’d do it to one another. One thing lead to another and I soon had my fingers on my pussy while I tried turning her on.

Martina couldn’t or wouldn’t masturbate by the computer, but made sure I got my fair share. She had a fetish for tits and was very proud of her own bust, which she classified as a 38 D. It seemed a bit much for me, especially since she said she was otherwise quite slender and kept her weight, but had a great “latina ass”. But then, I’m just a 34 B, and I’m a sports hater.

Besides that, she was very submissive and wanted me to call her my “slave”. I thought it odd at first, but it seemed to really turn her on, so with time I enjoyed our little role-play as well.

Some day we wanted to meet in person. We live about 200 km apart, it was summer and we were both curious. So we set up a date, a small town, about halfway between both of our homes. Martina was there before and suggested an icecream parlour by the market square. She gave me another description of herself, so I might recognize her. (We didn’t feel comfortable sending photos at the time.) I just said she’d know it’s me – that’s how it is as a redhead, you’ll get noticed.

So I drive to our meeting point and the whole time I’m thinking about what I might do with her when I meet her. Are we just acquaintances? After all, I masturbated several times with her, and she knows more about my secret longings than anyone else. And I know about her fantasies with her friend Cora, or that she wants to be my slave.

Should I just treat her like I did in the chatroom? That’d be daring in public, but it made me wet just thinking about it. Finally, I decided to just wait and see what happened, but was resolved not to hold back.

I found the market square (thanks to GPS) and the icecream parlour as well. She was already there and seemed quite nervous. She wore a pair of tight, stone-washed jeans and a white tube top which accentuated her body nicely. She didn’t lie about her breasts, they were nice and big and nicely shaped. Her hair was long, straight and black, and her face was pretty, in a classical, regal looking way.

I just wore a short, yellow dress with not much underneath. “Hey Martina,” I said and walked up to her as if we knew each other for years. “How are you?”

“Kat?” she asked and stared at me incredulously. She smiled. “Thank god, I thought already…”

“…That I wouldn’t show up?” I asked. “Or that I’m a guy?” She laughed. She had a beautiful, open laugh, and her face was so pretty I wondered why she put so much work into her body.

I sat down next to her. The café had only a few other visitors, a few schoolgirls sat on a table across from us, and a couple seemed to be sitting inside. Other than that, it was empty. The waitress came up and I ordered a big sundae with cream and Cappuccino. Martina sipped her espresso and said she needed to watch her weight. I never cared about my weight, so I enjoyed myself.

“You can have some pussy cream with your coffee,” I laughed. “That’s guaranteed low-cal.”

She blushed. She seemed to be more shy in real life than online. “Kat!” she acted indignant, but didn’t say anything else.

“How’s the sex life?” I asked.

“Well,” she said. “Nothing special. I mostly do it myself, if I even have the time, so not very much. And then I think of…” she paused when the waitress came to bring my order.

Without taking notice of her, I continued: “…of when you’re fisting my twat while I’m eating you out?” This was one of our fantasies, and Martina wanted to sink into the ground for shame while the waitress gave her best to act like she didn’t hear any of that.

I thanked her and got started on my icecream. “Oh god Kat,” Martina said. “You’re crazy.” I smiled. “Do you even know how horny these thoughts make me feel?”

I raised my eyebrows. “No clue,” I said. “As horny as me?” She laughed again. “So tell me,” I asked. “Is it at least good when you come from that?”

She looked around and whispered as she leaned in: “You have no idea… Last night, I gave myself a long nice shower in preparation for today, and I thought of our hot chats. And I just peed nicely on my hand and rubbed it all over my tits while I thought of you doing that to me. You know, like that one time.” I nodded and remembered one of our chats, when we found out we both liked water sports. She sipped her espresso again.

“So what about it?” I asked and pointed at the cup. “Pussy cream?”

“Mmmh,” she moaned. Without asking further, I pulled up my skirt and inserted the long icecream spoon between my legs. It was cold and hard, and I spread my labia while guiding it into my pussy. “Kat,” Martina hissed. “They’re looking at you!” I looked up and the teenage girls from the other table were giggling and whispering. I turned the spoon inside me and pulled it out, holding it up to Martina, who took it reluctantly in her mouth, but started sucking it thoroughly. Again, giggles from the other table.

“God, you turn me on,” she said. I smiled again.

“Are there any bathrooms here?” I asked the waitress as she was passing by our table again.

“Inside,” she replied and pointed.

“What’re we waiting for?” I asked Martina and looked deep into her eyes. She stared at me again, but followed my lead. I secretly took the spoon with me in my handbag.

The bathroom was very small, just a tiny room with a sink out front. We squeezed in anyway and locked the door behind us. I immediately grabbed Martinas tits. She moaned: “Those have been neglected for a long time.” I pulled her top under her breasts and weighed them admiringly in my hands. They really were her whole pride and joy, and rightfully so. I began sucking one with pleasure. Martina leaned against the wall and let me take her, while unbuttoning her jeans and sliding a hand inside them. I grabbed her tight butt while I pulled a nipple with my teeth.

“Did I allow you to touch yourself, slave?” I asked sternly.

Martina pulled her hand back and said meekly: “No goddess, may I?”

“May I what?” I replied.

“May I play with myself, mistress?” she asked shyly.

I bit her breast harder and slapped her bum: “How do we say?”

“May I jack off my cunt, mistress?” she said somewhat more determined.

“Pull down your pants,” I ordered. She slowly peeled off the tight jeans and let it fall to the ground. Her pussy was a dream. Nice dark pubic hair was growing all across her vulva, and below her wet labia were glimmering.

She saw my satisfied smile and said: “I let it grow out just for you, goddess. So you’ll be satisfied with the cunt of your servant.” I nodded and turned her around towards the wall, to get a better look between her legs. There, I noticed the little slut didn’t come unprepared: A nice, black plug was lodged firmly in her ass.

I turned it, and began to move it inside her butt, which she visibly enjoyed. “Oh mistress, do you know how much I longed for that?” I didn’t answer and instead worked her some more with the plug, then pulled it out and pushed it back in, over and over, until I could fuck her tight “latina ass” nicely with it. She moaned louder.

“That’s how you like it,” I hissed in her ear. “Straight up the ass.”

“Oh yes, mistress,” she answered. “I’m such a little anal whore who needs it up her asshole constantly. My dirty hole is just there to be used by you.” I fucked her hard with the plug while I pulled her hair back and pressed her tits against the cold tiles on the wall. She squealed and whimpered, when she came, and stood there for a while gasping for air, the plug still inside her.

I sat down on the toilet seat and spread my legs. “Come here,” I ordered. She knew what time it was and knelt willingly on the floor in front of me. I pulled up my skirt and she purred happily at the sight of my red bush.

“Wow, I did…” she started to say when I interrupted her harshly by aiming a spray of pee straight at her face.

She slurped and drank. It was hotter than I ever imagined it. I pissed on her, and she swallowed it happily, as if she never did anything else. I wondered if her mind wasn’t dirtier than she would let on, because now she was “in the mood” she didn’t know any boundaries. What she couldn’t swallow she let run down her tits, where it dripped on the floor. When I was finished, her white top was soaking wet and had a yellow stain. It didn’t seem to bother her. She licked the last drops out of my pubic hair and then looked up at me. “Give me the fist,” I said.

“Should I really, mistress?” she asked and looked at her hand. She had a few clunky rings on her fingers and several bangles that clattered on her wrist.

“Blast my cunt, slave,” I replied and pulled my twat wide open. I wanted her to look deep inside my hole, into the muff of her mistress, which she had to obey and be obedient to. She pressed her fingers tight and pushed the tips into my hole. They slid in easily, still wet from pee and pussy slime. She moved them gently back and forth, going deeper inside. Her rings rubbed nicely at the walls of my vagina and she only stopped when her knuckles and thumb reached my labia. She looked at me once more, just to make sure, then pushed it in with all her strength.

I groaned deep and loud. Something deep and a****listic, wild and furious broke loose within me and made itself heard with a guttural, primitive scream. Martina looked at me startled but I grabbed her arm and motioned her to fuck me faster, harder, mercilessly. She pushed in as hard as she could and filled my cunt like nothing before. I felt how my snatch constricted around her hand and held her tight, seemingly trying to pull her even further in even though her fingers already touched my cervix. Martina looked at me concerned and I felt her move inside me, twisting, turning, caressing my insides and finally turning into a fist. She began boxing my box.

I came. And then I came again. And again. I thought how this dirty submissive cow was finishing me off, how she did everything I told her to, how she revelled in obeying me and how I, and only I, could do that with her. And I came again. The orgasms shook my body and I didn’t even notice Martina pulling her hand back out. When I regained my senses, she was sucking the rest of the pussy slime off my labia and rubbed her nose in my bush.

I breathed in deep and got up, straightening my dress while she cleaned up the floor with toilet paper. Her tits were still dangling freely out of her top and I think she enjoyed feeling as free as this. When she was finished, she packed them back in as good as possible. The top was now semi-transparent from wetness and her nipples were showing clearly, which made her look even more appetizing. Even though I didn’t need the spoon, I inserted it quickly in my pussy until it was covered in a thin layer of slime, and then we left the bathroom.

I paid at the counter while Martina already went outside, probably to have her top dry faster in the sun. When I followed her, the giggling girls were still at their table; it seemed we weren’t taking quite as long as we thought. I went past their table and looked at them meaningfully while dropping the spoon there.

From the market square we went on a walk down towards the river. Martina reached for my hand and held it and we walked hand in hand along the shore. The weather was nice, the sun was shining and a few pedestrians and bicycles were passing us by. Her top was still somewhat transparent, but it didn’t seem to bother her. She looked happy, very proud and at peace with herself and the world. I was wondering if it was because of me, or because she managed to get out of the house for once and could do something completely different. Feeling like she could be any way she wanted to be. Because that’s how I felt.

We came to a place where the river bent around a curve and was flowing somewhat slower. A small pond was branching off there, and a few people were rowing boats on it. Wanting to enjoy the day, we took a boat and went out across the lake. Martina smiled at me as she sat beside me and we tried without much success to steer in one direction. Finally we gave up and just let the boat drift across the water. I took her in my arms and she leaned her head against my shoulder. We laid back into the boat, until we were all hidden inside it. She pulled up her top and began playing with her breasts again.

“Do you like my tits, Kat?” she asked.

“Of course,” I answered truthfully.

“That’s very important to me,” she said solemnly. “You don’t know how much it means. In school they all made fun of me because they’re big like that. And I was proud of them anyway.” I fell quiet and laid my arm on her, reaching for her breasts. They were warm and soft. “I wish you could jizz on me,” she said suddenly.

“What, why?” I asked.

“I love cum,” she said. “It’s so good to feel it in me or on me, to smell it, to taste it.”

I began caressing her breasts and said: “I can offer you a few other things you can feel, smell and taste.”

Martina moaned again. “God, I could fuck all day long.”

I laughed. “Well, what’s keeping you?”

She looked at me. “But you like it too, right? It’s very important to me that you like everything we do.”

I laughed again. “Don’t worry,” I said. She smiled and sat up. We had drifted to the opposite shore of the lake and the other boats were far away from us, but they probably could still see her sit there topless. I sat back up as well. She looked around and then took off her pants, until she was all naked, the plug still in her butt. At first I was embarrassed, but then I thought “so what” and pulled my dress over my head.

She watched me and smiled. “Your armpits aren’t shaved.”

I blushed. “I don’t like to shave, and they’re so light most people don’t even notice,” I answered. “I love my hair.”

She suddenly kissed me straight on the lips and said gently: “I love your hair too, Kat. I don’t want to change anything about you. You’re a big role model to me, you know?” I smiled shyly. “I’ll let them grow out again too. Fuck beauty standards,” she said.

I laughed. “The way I know us we rather piss on beauty standards.” Martina didn’t say anything but steered the boat towards a small overgrown island close by. I helped her as good as I could.

When we got there, we got off the boat and walked naked through the thicket until we were sure nobody could see us. Then she turned to me and said: “Look at me mistress. All of this belongs to you. I want to be all yours and nobody elses.”

I smiled. “I think I know you better and more intimate than many others,” I said. “That part of you belongs to me.”

She answered: “Oh goddess, nobody knows me like you do. Nobody knows the things you know. With you I can be myself.”

I smiled and eyed her up and down. She was beautiful, sexy, nicely shaped and desirable. And terribly natural. I loved her pubic hair, her tits, her pussy, her ass. “Piss for me,” I said.

Without hesitation she spread her legs and pulled her labia open. I wondered if it was possible to pee with a plug up the ass, when she already made it rain. Her piss sprayed all over and ran down her legs, but she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the freedom to be able to piss on the floor in front of her mistress. I reached for her twat and let the warm stream run across my hand, rubbing the wet fingers on her tits afterwards. “Oh mistress,” she moaned. “My goddess, you know how to please my tits.”

I smiled and made her bend across a tree trunk, and while her cunt was still running out I pushed my fingers inside her and began fucking. Her piss sprayed across my arm while I worked her twat and she moaned loud. “Oh yes!” she yelled. “Yes mistress, give it to me. Use me!” I thrusted two fingers inside her and crooked them, so I could massage her spot with my fingertips. I felt the plug when I moved in and out of her. She moaned louder. “Fuck me hard,” she gasped. “Fuck me like your whore, like your slave cunt.”

I slapped her butt sharply with the other hand. “What are you?” I asked.

“I’m your little slave twat,” she answered.

I hit her again. “I can’t hear you,” I said.

“I’m your dirty filthy slave!” she yelled louder. I slapped her once more, harder. She trembled. “I’M KAT’S DIRTY CUNT HOLE SLAVE MARTINA!” she screamed.

I have no clue if anyone heard us, but the thought of her screaming her horniness out into the world turned me on so bad I lost my inhibitions and just wanted to finish her off. Brutally, I slammed four fingers inside her twat like a pocket. She pushed back against the trunk while her tits were dangling big and heavy below her. I slapped them with one hand, making them jiggle even more.

“Yes, give it to my utters,” she spurred me on. “Treat me like a dirty farm slut.” My arm got heavy from thrusting and I became more and more daring. I pulled my fingers out and pressed both hands tight together, spread the thumbs apart and then shoved all eight fingers inside her. I heard her gasp for air, but she bravely pushed back. Her slit was stretching and I pushed the plug in with my thumbs. I fucked her as good as I could inside her tight twat, and she only let out brute moans and began to drool, until she shook all over her body and her knees gave in. My hands slid out of her, and a gush of pussy secretion streamed out.

I knelt beside her and held her tight. She trembled and laughed uncontrollably, kissing my slimy hands and smearing them across her face. I kissed her mouth passionately, pushing my tongue inside her, tasting her, feeling her tits against mine, holding her tight, trembling, happy, tired and fucked out of my mind.

When we had dressed and brought the boat back, she held the plug proudly in her hand as we walked back, as if she wanted to show that she was exactly as dirty and depraved, and even more so, as everyone thought who saw her.

Boots for C, Finale!

Upon returning to her apt she offered me a bottle of water while I waited for her to change for our playtime. As she handed it to me she gave my crotch a squeeze and said, “my, if you’re this hard just thinking about the boots, I can’t imagine what you’ll be when you see me in them.” Off she went to her bedroom while I waited, idly playing with myself through my slacks. I could the rustling of clothing, zippers, and finally she emerged. A black bra, the black leather mini skirt, black thigh highs, and boots. She came in the room and stood in the middle, turning around with her hands on her hips and posing her legs. I think she really liked the boots, too. She motioned for me to join her, and as I reached her she opened my zipper and removed my aching hard-on from my pants. She then led me, tool in hand, to her spare room where she did the massages, occasionally brushing me against the soft leather of her skirt.

Once inside her room (very nice, tastefully decorated with candles, music, and a queen-sized bed) she began to undress me and hang up my clothes. She instructed me to stand still and let her do it. As she removed my pants (leaving my boxers on) she stopped to give me a few teasing caresses and admire how aroused I was. Once undressed she sat on the foot of her bed, hands on her sides, and extended her legs out a bit and crossed her ankles. She now pointed down at her feet and taking my cue I went to my knees where I was finally able to touch, rub, smell and kiss her boots.

They were magnificent. The leather, soft, supple, and rich with aroma, felt and tasted great. She placed her feet between my legs and said, “come closer” and she began to explore me with her booted feet. Being a newbie, she was careful with the heels and actually rather adept at manipulating me with them. She extended her leg and placed her toe beneath my balls and covered the shaft with the back of the ankle of the other boot, and I remained there slowly humping the leather pussy she’d created for me. After this she had me join her on the bed where she removed her bra and let her massive DDs free for me to explore. Laying next to each other I rubbed and licked them as she fondled me and ran her boots up and down between my legs, making me shiver in delight. Then she moved up to the head board and leaned against some pillows. She opened her legs wide and I could see that I was not the only one quite excited; her shaven pussy lips were clearly wet and protruding in a lustful display. She began playing with herself as I moved down and started licking from the toe of one of her boots. This is where the memory of the bottom view came in, as she lifted her leg and told me to suck the heel. From there I kissed and sucked that beautiful instep and sucked the toe as well, eliciting a gasp or two from her when I get the pressure on her foot beneath. I began moving upwards, caressing her calf as I licked higher. Her other leg was now resting between me and I was able to drag the length of it as I worshiped her other boot. The pace of her self stimulation increased a bit as I reached her stocking and continued up. I paused briefly at the inside of her thigh, sucking lightly until she put her fingers in my hair and directed my mouth to her open, soaking slit. She was fresh and extremely juicy and I took delight in pleasing her as she closed her legs a bit and placed her boots on my back, the heels prodding ever so gently on my ass. The smell of pussy and leather from her skirt was intoxicating and I continued licking until she had quite a powerful orgasm, unless she was able to fake squirting.

She relaxed for a moment, a huge smile on her face, and said, “ok, your turn”. She grabbed her massage oil and flipped around on her side, her head near my waist and one boot on either side of my head. She slicked me up and began stroking me, her experienced hands creating exquisite sensations as I was engulfed in the sent, sight, taste and feel of those beautiful boots. She was talking quite dirty, about how hard and big I was, about how sexy my mouth felt on her boots. She continued stroking and teasing, then switched to fully on her side so could lay across me and massage me with her massive tits. As moved my cock between those shiny orbs of flesh I resumed licking her boots and squeezing her legs and feet through them. Soon she quickened her pace and said she wanted me to cum all over her DDs, and it was only a few strokes more until she completely drained me, rubbing the hot cum on her nipples.

The Naive Odd Job Girl. Part 2

After Sam left I took a shower and relaxed for the evening, I added her ID to messenger and sent her a quick Hello but didn’t receive a reply. I was watching a bit of TV when my PC showed a message coming through, it was from Sam. She told me that her washing machine has broken and could she possibly bring a few things round for me to wash, I told her that was fine. Sam said she would drop round in the morning and as repayment would do any cleaning or whatever I needed doing.
I sat there for the rest of the evening thinking of chores I could get her to do, happy in the knowledge that she was visiting again.
I woke early, not knowing the exact time Sam was coming and had a quick shower. I dressed in a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and made some coffee.
It was just after 9am when the doorbell rang, I felt a twitch in my shorts in anticipation of Sam’s arrival, I eagerly opened the door and Sam stood there, looking absolutely stunning. She had a white loose fitting tee shirt on and I could see she had no bra under it, my gaze went down to a pair of loose fitting white sport shorts. We both said hello and I invited her in and as she passed me I looked at her arse and could just make out the outline of her panties through the shorts, she looked divine.
“Thank you so much for helping me out Frank” she said passing me a carrier bag with her laundry in. My eyes lit up as I looked inside to see a couple of tee shirts, a nighty and a few pairs of underwear. She saw me smiling and I said “Oh it’s my pleasure Sam”.
I showed her into the lounge looking at her sweet legs and shapely arse as she walked, she really did have a fine figure on her. She sat on the sofa, legs slightly apart and I sat in my chair opposite her. We engaged in some small talk and my mind was racing as I looked at her soft thighs and up to the crotch of her white shorts which had got tighter as she sat. I know she saw me looking, I’m not very good at being discreet, she smiled a lot and I knew I was starting to get aroused and knowing that my shorts didn’t hide the fact maybe that is why she was smiling.
“Thank you for yesterday” she said, “I really enjoyed it, what you did was amazing” Now if anything was going to get me completely hard then those words did the trick. I saw her looking at the visible bulge.. “I enjoyed it too” I said and I am sure her legs widened a bit more. As I looked closer I could just see her white panties, visible through the gap between shorts and thigh. Very Nice, I thought which reminded me I had her laundry to do. “I must put the washing on” I said as I stood up. Her eyes widened as she saw the bulge in the front of my shorts.
I went to the kitchen and emptied the contents of the carrier bag onto the table, OMG I thought as 4 pairs of panties caught my eye. I picked up a pair of white cotton ones thinking these were the ones she wore yesterday, they were so soft and I held them up to my face taking in the sweet smell, my cock getting even harder. “You like them Frank?” I heard Sam say, Busted!!, I never even heard her walk in. “Oh Yes” I stuttered, a bit embarrassed at being caught. “Put them on” she continued, “I want to see you in them”.
I was surprised and excited, panties were a passion. She watched closely as I took off my tee shirt and slowly pulled off my shorts, my cock sprung out in anticipation of what was to come. I slowly pulled up Sam’s panties, they were small and when I got them on they were so tight and my cock was sticking out the top, no way was I going to be able to cover it. I started to rub my balls knowing that her old juices were dried on the inside of her cotton panties. Her eyes were fixed on me standing there wearing her panties, “OMG” she said, “That is so cool, I have never seen that before”.
She got on her knees to have a closer look, I stroked her hair as she did so and then without warning she started to lick my balls through the fabric of her own knickers, “OMG” I said as she continued running her tongue up and down my shaft and back to my balls, “This is so good” she said licking my cock and balls through the fabric of her own panties. What was so exciting was when she got to the exposed part of my cock she licked all around the helmet, teasing with her tongue before putting the tip into her mouth, her tongue flicking the tip and sucking up the pre-cum that was now starting, again coming out and licking down to the balls again and back up. I didn’t think I would be able to last much longer, my legs were shacking. She then took my cock back into her mouth, this time taking it all in, slowly up and down, her hands running round the back and feeling every inch of my pantie clad arse. As she felt my cock pulsating she pulled me closer and I emptied my hot liquid straight down her throat, she was not letting me go this time, pulling me closer and not wanting to lose a drop.
I was thinking that not only was wearing her panties a turn on for me but a bigger turn on for her, what a girl.
I kept her panties on as we went back to the lounge, we stood together and I slowly removed her tee shirt. Her small pout breasts stood in front of me, her nipples were hard. She moaned as I reached forward and had a little suck on each in turn. I told her to kneel on the sofa as I wanted her arse, I ran my hands around her buttocks feeling the fabric of her shorts and the outline of her panties, my fingers running up and down her crack and between her parted legs, back up to the crack again stopping at her butthole. She moaned again as my finger found the opening through her clothing, I then slowly pulled down her shorts exposing her panty clad arse and bending down I kissed each cheek before pulling her panties into her crack. My tongue started to go to work, running up and down her crack, down to her now wet pussy and licking the juices through the fabric. I moved back up to here butthole and moving her panties to one side started to lick her hole, getting it wetter and wetter before finally inserting my tongue into her, she pushed back on me as my hands tweaked her nipples.
I stood up and took my now hard again cock and run the tip up and down her crack, when I stopped at the hole I felt her push back and the head slipped into her tight arsehole, she let out a slight yelp but all the time pushing back on me making me go in further, it wasn’t long before I was up to my balls in her arse.
I started to build up a rhythm and Sam was shaking as she reached orgasm, I was in dreamland as I felt my balls tighten and then unloaded my load of hot spunk deep inside her arse, we both collapsed frantically trying to get our breath.
Sam wanted to take a shower before heading back to her grandma’s and I went back to the laundry on the kitchen table. Her tee shirts and nighty had a lovely scent of perfume, but her other panties had a different smell, as I sniffed each pair in turn I was thinking what a shame to wash them. I heard Sam come back from her shower and as she entered the kitchen she handed me the panties she had been wearing, “Here” she said, “I will leave these with you too” My eyes lit up and so did hers, we both knew what was going to happen.

My Gay Brother Fucks My Husband

When Sally met her husband three years ago, a year before they got married, she discovered his stash of porn DVDs. He blushed and was embarrassed and started to make apologies, but Sally smiled and told him not to worry. She had the same ‘secret.’ Sally also loved porn and had loads of porn sites bookmarked on her computer. They laughed and realized they shared this common interest. Men often assume women either aren’t very interested in porn, or will be made uncomfortable if their guys show too much interest in it. But Sally was definitely an exception.

Since then Tim and Sally had really enjoyed watching porn together, before they had sex, to help them get turned on, and often while they were actually having sex. Sometimes they brought a laptop to bed with them and looked at super sexy pics or watched raw and raunchy videos as they snuggled under the sheets, Sally getting very wet, and Tim getting very hard. And often they kept the porn coming while they fucked.

One night, as they were surfing, they landed on a gay porn site. Tim wanted to keep surfing, but Sally stopped him and suggested they watch that one for a while. After all, they had watched girl-girl sex scenes many, many times. Tim knew Sally’s younger brother was gay, so figured maybe that’s why this site grabbed her attention. Soon they were a watching a wild threesome where three great looking and very well hung gay studs were sucking each others’ cocks and fucking each other up the ass. When they watched straight vids together they both often commented on how hung or endowed a stud was, and Tim seemed to enjoy the sight of a really big cock doing its work as much as Sally did. So she glanced over at him as they watched this gay scene now, and could see he was transfixed. She reached down under the quilt to find that Tim’s cock was rock hard.

Though Tim was well aware that his wife’s brother was gay, Sally felt that maybe now — as the two were excitedly watching these studs cavort — was the time to confess something else.

“I never told you this, Tim, but when we both still lived at home, I’d watch my brother jerk off sometimes. Once I walked in on him stroking it, and then, being his rather bossy big sister, I told him he just had to let me watch him get himself off.”

Tim looked over at his wife, his eyes widening.

“Robby has this gorgeous cock too, and he’s really hung,” Sally said, reaching down to stroke her husband’s again, “not that you’re not, baby, and not that you also don’t have yourself a gorgeous cock. But my brother’s, as I remember it, is a real specimen, museum quality. It’s beautifully shaped, with a smooth perfect, plum-shaped head and it’s straight as an arrow. A bit more than 9″ long, and I know that because once Robby had me watch as he pressed a ruler against it. Then he brought my hand down to his dick and I saw it was as thick as my wrist, maybe even a little thicker.”

“You brought your hand down to it?” Tim said, a little amazed, but very intrigued, as Sally smiled, now fully in a confessional mood.

“I never told anyone this, babe, but I got my brother to let me jack him off a couple of times. And man, did he ever shoot a load! I remember one time when he blasted off it splattered all over my face and tits.”

“So you were naked when you did all this?” Tim asked.

“Well, you know, he was naked, so I wasn’t go to just sit there with all my clothes on.”

Tim’s head was spinning, hearing all this, but he loved it.

“I mean, Robby should’ve had himself a brother, not a sister, ’cause he’s a fag. But, alas, he just had a sister. So he let me stroke him. And I’ll confess this to you too, honey, once I actually sucked him off.”

“Wow, you sucked your brother off, your queer brother?” Tim said, even more astounded now, but even more intrigued. “Well, if you sucked him off, why didn’t you go all the way, and let him fuck you?”

“Oh, I would’ve done it. But sucking him, that was just another mouth, a girl’s mouth, true. But still a mouth. And a mouth is a mouth. But a pussy was something different. I think it’s kind of scary to gay guys, not a turn-on. The holes that they really love are assholes!”

“Well, maybe you should’ve offered him your ass then.”

“He might’ve gone for that, though it’s male ass he really craves. And also, I hadn’t been fucked up the ass then yet. Plus, he’s on the jumbo side, and really thick, so it would’ve been a bit of a struggle for me then, still would be. Even though you know just how much I like taking it up the ass, babe,” Sally said, a sweet, but slightly lewd, slightly wicked smile lighting up her pretty face, her big green eyes sparkling as she revealed all this to her husband.

Then Sally leaned in close, purring in Tim’s ear.

“But maybe you should try taking him up the ass, honey. I’m sure my brother would just love to get inside your ass. He’s always talking about how good looking and sexy you are, And you’ve got a beauty of a bottom, nice and hard and trim, and smooth as a baby’s. And I know that tight hole of yours loves attention”

Then Sally wet a finger in her mouth and deftly reached around to work it into Tim’s asshole.

“You love the way I lick and finger that hole of yours, don’t you? And that one time I used a dildo on you, you couldn’t get enough, sticking it out for me like a whore in heat.”

“Yeah?” Tim said, pretty sure where this was heading.

“Actually, babe, the whole guy-guy thing really turns me on. When I learned my brother was gay, and then seeing that big cock of his, stroking it, sucking it, I thought about guys doing that to him. And I told you how I used to like checking out gay porn sites, the way guys love all that sexy girl-girl stuff. That’s why we’re looking at this right now,” Sally said, pointing to the screen.

“Okay, and?” Tim probed as Sally took a deep breath, and pressed in even closer, stroking his cock with her usual sensual finesse.

“My brother’s visiting next month during his spring break, spending a long weekend with us, remember? What if we invited him to bed with us one night. And maybe I could — could get him to fuck you up the ass, babe? Would you do that? Do it for me, and for yourself too? I’m sure you’ll just love it; you can see how much I love taking it up the ass. You should try it too. With a real cock, a nice, big, juicy one. I know my brother’s pretty much a top; he loves to fuck guys. And I am dead certain he’d love to fuck you. And god would I ever cream getting to watch that!”

“Then the only question I guess is, will I let him fuck me, right Sally?”

“Yeah, will you? Will you? Pretty please!” she asked beseechingly, her eyes big and hopeful.

Tim leaned over to kiss his wife, smiling as he pulled back from her lips.

“For you, baby, anything.”

And so a few weeks later, during his visit, Robby waltzed into Sally and Tim’s bedroom, stark naked, straight out of the shower. His sister had already talked to him about her plan and he approved; he loved the idea. Not only would he get to visit his big sister and enjoy some of her fine home cooking, but he’d get to fuck his sexy brother-in-law. What more could a familyvisit possibly offer for a horny queer like Robby!

Tim had seen Robby at the beach, in swim trunks, and knew the college swim team captain had a fantastic body and was as good looking as his beautiful sister. But only now was he able to view what Robby carried ‘down below,’ the massive endowment Sally had described in such rich and enticing detail. Though not yet erect, that cock was every bit as impressive as his wife had claimed, a penis any man would be proud of it. Thick and meaty, its was half dangling, half sticking out, on its way to becoming erect, Robby no doubt turned on by what he knew would be coming his way soon — his brother in law’s hot, sexy ass!

Sally and Tim had showered just before Robby and were waiting for him in bed, stark naked and vividly exposed, Tim’s cock already fully erect as a result of his wife’s fondling, Sally curling up sexily against her lithe, sleek husband.

“Come join us,” Sally purred at her brother, wagging a finger, making room between her and her husband as Robby tumbled down to join them.

“It’s been a few years, hasn’t it, Robby?” Sally said as she reached down to take her brother’s cock in her hand, stroking it. All it took was those few moments of stroking to get Robby up to full mast, to his full, thick, steel hard nine inches, dimensions Sally had made a point of highlighting for her husband, guessing correctly the reference to length and girth was certain to pique his interest, which it had.

Sally licked her lips provocatively.

“Mind if I have a taste, bro? For old times sake?” Sally said, “I know back then I didn’t have much competition, and now you can get all the studs you want to suck that beautiful tool. But just a taste, okay?”

“Sure, sis, go ahead,” Robby chuckled as Sally leaned down and, staring at her brother, and then at her husband, took Robby’s cock in her mouth.

“But it’s someone else who’s here to enjoy this cock tonight, right, Tim?” Sally said to her husband, winking provocatively as she pulled away from Robby after she had that brief taste. “Come down here and suck it, honey, suck my brother’s cock.”

Tim had confessed that once, back in college, when both were drunk and horny he and a buddy had sucked each other’s cocks. That, Tim swore, was the one and only time he’d been intimate with another guy. But now Tim suddenly felt ravenous for cock, for Robby’s cock, staring down at the huge tool, steel hard, and wet and glistening from having just nested in his wife’s mouth. Staring right into Sally’s eyes as he lowered his face, he wrapped his hand around the shaft, even more amazed by the rigid thickness now that he held it in his hand than when he was just gazing it. And then he just took it in his mouth and began to suck that cock, hungry for it, not in the least self-conscious, surprised at his total lust, his complete lack of inhibition, his hunger for cock..

“Oh yes, babe, suck that cock, suck it!” Sally growled softly, almost breathless with excitement as she now watched her husband devour her brother’s cock. Her husband was a passionate lover, Sally knew, and craved oral sex. Whenever he ate her pussy, he ate it with relish. And now he was displaying that same relish as he gave Sally’s brother a first rate blow job, twisting the shaft in his hand as he sucked the knob and used his tongue with the same eager skill he applied when he tongued Sally’s always greedy clit.

“He loves to go down on me, so I’m not surprised he loves going down on you, Robby,” Sally said to her brother, both looking down at Tim’s head bobbing as he showed them what a keen and hungry cocksucker he had just become. Sally loved the sight of her husband’s lips hungrily clamped around the impressive girth of her brother’s erect cock; she couldn’t pull her eyes away from the awesome sight, but finally she did.

“Oh yeah, suck my dick, suck it!” Donny growled at his brother-in-law, holding his head in place.

“Now let’s get him ready for the main act,” Sally said, moving around on the bed so she could get behind her husband as he kept up the suckfest. Sitting on the night table was a fresh tube of the anal lubricating jelly Sally liked Tim to use when he fucked her up the ass. Before reaching for the lube she got an eyeful of her husband’s ass. She loved that ass of Tim’s. Like her brother, Tim was an athlete and he had a hard, smooth, compact ass, perfect buttocks which she now spread apart so she could have a peek at the hole. She thought that little puckered hole of his was cute too, and knew her brother would appreciate it. Once, on a lark, Sally and Tim took pics of each other’s assholes and then, looking at the images, agreed they looked almost exactly alike, back there. Male and female, they were such a contrast in many ways, but the two holes hiding between their two sets of cheeks were very much alike. And now his would be fucked too, as hers had been many, many times.

Before lubing him, Sally leaned down, spreading Tim’s buttocks apart again and dug her tongue into his cleft, rimming him. He loved to have his ass licked, and Sally loved to lick it. Often she spent many long minutes with her tongue buried in her husband’s ass, a prelude to all the sex acts that were to follow. He moaned and groaned and sighed, loving the sensations. That’s what first gave Sally a hint that her husband possessed an especially hot and responsive ass which, after her tongue and her fingers and finally her dildo, might just very well one day enjoy the invasion of a flesh and blood cock. Now Sally licked ass while her husband sucked cock, and her brother relished the blow job he was getting, the three of them in oral paradise.

Finally Sally pulled her tongue away and squeezed a big dab of the jelly onto her fingertips, slapping it into Tim’s crack, spreading it over the rubbery surface of his anus, working it into his ass first with one, then two stiff fingers. He pushed back against her probing fingers like the anal slut she well knew he could often be.

“Okay, fuck time! Elbows and knees, Tim!” Sally announced, clapping her hands as Robby now pulled his cock away from Tim’s mouth and Tim scampered up on the bed and assumed the position, getting up on all fours and sticking out that ass of his the way he had done so many times when his wife told him she was in the mood for some rimming or ass fingering.

Sally wagged a finger at her brother and he joined her, both kneeling behind Tim, looking down at that perfect ass, at the glistening, exposed hole. It’s like that vividly and lewdly exposed hole was sending out a message, and that message was: enter and fuck!

Robby, kneeling behind Tim’s ass now, his cock flamingly engorged and erect was about to heed that message. And his sister was going to make sure to help and urge him on. So she now took Tim’s cock in hand and pressed the tip against her husband’s slick hole, positioning the cock against its target.

“Okay, honey, just start to push back,” Sally told her husband who eased his ass back, the bulbous tip of Tim’s cock slowly piercing his hole and stretching it as he started to enter the other man’s bottom. Tim gasped and closed his eyes, biting his lower lip, as he pushed back, Sally holding her brother’s shaft in place. Finally, the whole knob just popped in, Sally marveling at just how delicious was the sight of her brother’s cock starting to say a big hello to her husband’s ass.

Now Robby took over, reaching down to take hold of Tim’s hips and slowly driving his cock up his brother-in-law’s ass, inch by thick, steely inch, Sally’s eyes glued on the sight, on the meeting point of cock and ass, mesmerized by the spectacular vision. The raw, spell-binding vision of her young sexy brother fucking her handsome husband up the ass!

“Oh God, I can’t believe this is really happening!” Sally sputtered almost breathlessly as she watched Robby drive it in now, fucking Tim’s ass with deep, smooth, rhythmic strokes, “fuck that ass, Robby, fuck it, fuck my husband up… the… ass! Ream out his rectum!”

And Robby obliged, slamming it in there, picking up the pace as he now really began to hammer it home, jamming those thick nine inches up the other man’s ass with an almost savage fury, burying it to the balls, those balls slapping loudly against Tim’s cheeks with each hard thrust. Sally leaned down to have a closer look, spreading her husband’s cheeks so she could see the vivid margin where his dilated asshole was clenching her brother’s erect penis. The sight astounded, amazed her. And aroused her beyond belief as she reached between her own legs, her cunt almost soggy as she found and started to strum her engorged clit.

The Sally went around to face her husband as he was taking it like this.

“You look so fuckin’ hot with a big dick up your ass, babe,” she said, her eyes like a pair of heated lasers as she gazed into Tim’s. “Do you love it?”

“Damn yeah, I love it!” he growled breathlessly.

“Turn around and tell my brother just how much you love it.”

“Fuck me, Robby, fuck my ass! I love how your thick cock feels plowing my ass!” Tim said, turning his neck to look up at Robby, behind him.

“Tell him to fuck you deeper,” Sally barked.

“Fuck me deeper!”

“Now tell him to fuck your ass harder.”

“Fuck my ass deeper and harder!”

Robby really began pummeling Tim’s ass now, more furiously than ever, his balls mashing against Tim’s as he buried the full shaft inside with blazing speed and power.

“This hard and deep enough for you?” Robby purred.

The bed was shaking from the raw power of this ass fuck, and Sally’s fingers were a blur as she watched excitedly, whipping up a froth between her legs.

She got behind them again, looking at her brother’s muscled, swimmer’s ass pumping hard as he ass-fucked her husband. Then she reached down to caress and massage that ass.

“Okay if I do this?” she whispered in his ear.

“Sure, go ahead.”

Then, swooning with desire, she dropped down, spreading her brother’s cheeks as he kept up the fucking.

“Can I lick it, bro, can I stick my tongue in here and lick your boycunt?”

“Sure, sis, go ahead and rim me while I fuck your husband, stick your tongue in there and eat out my asshole. I fuckin love that!”

And so Sally obliged, darting her tongue between her brother’s cheeks, snaking it into the cleft while he pumped away, finding the hole and eating up the anal morsel while Robby’s thick one kept ripping into her husband’s.

She kept it up like this, her tongue in her brother’s ass, until she could hear her brother’s breaths coming deep and hard, could hear him begin to groan in that telltale way which signaled only one thing: blast off time was moments away! She had licked her husband’s asshole once while he fucked another chick,and a few times as he jerked himself off. So she knew what would happen next. When she felt Robby’s asshole throb and quiver against her tongue she was certain that at that very moment he was cumming and blasting his load deep into Tim’s ass. Sally savored the long moments, pressing in with her tongue until the throbbing subsided. That rubbery asshole of her brother’s quivered against her tongue for a long, long time, and this told Sally that the load Robby had deposited in her husband’s ass was a big one, powerfully ejaculated out of his massive, throbbing, ass-fucking cock.

Taking a few deeps breath, coming down from the high of his orgasm, Robby now slowly pulled out of Tim’s ass, his cock still thick and meaty, but now only semi-erect, the steeliness disappearing. And with that, her husband’s well-fucked asshole was exposed to Sally’s gaze. Damn, did it ever have that familiar ‘just been fucked’ look, raw and open. And almost immediately Sally could see her brother’s load begin to leak out of her husband’s hole, Robby’s semen about to spill out of Tim’s ass. That sperm could not go to waste, Sally said to herself as she quickly dropped her face to her husband’s ass and dug her tongue into his still dilated hole, lapping up the creamy semen as it first leaked, then trickled, then spilled out of her husband’s freshly fucked mancunt. And while she savored her husband’s hole, and the load spilling out of it, she reached around and took hold of Tim’s still rock hard cock, stroking it.

It didn’t take too many strokes until she heard Tim groan, felt his cock throb in he hand, and knew that he was at that moment blasting his own big, long delayed load, some landing on her hand, the hand working that steely ejaculating spouse penis. His asshole, too, throbbed against Sally’s tongue as he came and as it throbbed it continued to spill Robby’s cum onto Sally’s greedy tongue. Sally smiled to herself, enjoying the bounty, the taste of her brother’s semen on her tongue, the sticky warmth of her husbands dribbling on her stroking hand. For a woman who loved big cocks, male asses and heavy loads, all this was pretty close to heaven for Sally.

Sally’s brother would be there for two more nights. And that would mean, if she had anything to say about it, and she would, that her husband’s ass would be fucked at least two more times. And who knows, maybe she could get her sexy young brother to get up on elbows and knees just as Tim had, and this time have her husband fuck her brother up the ass. Sally smiled to herself. This weekend would be about male ass being fucked. There’d be plenty of opportunities in the future for her own cock-loving ass to be plowed and hammered.

I Find a Real Cock for My Husband

I just turned thirty-five, but I must say I’m a sexy, youthful thirty-five with a hell of a body and a scorching libido. The latter should be no surprise since it’s no secret that a woman in her mid-thirties is often at her sexual peak. I certainly am, and was when two years ago I finally divorced my quite unexciting and less than satisfying husband, who was some years older than I was. He was replaced him with a much younger man, ten years younger than myself, in fact. And that man, Rick, became my new husband a year ago. A terrific guy and like me, sexually daring and playful. One thing I especially enjoy with Rick, and enjoyed almost from the start, is that he lets me experiment with expressing what I’ll call my ‘penis envy, side. For years I’d wanted to work a guy over with a dildo and, most of all, to strap one on and use it like it like some strong, horny stud would use it. My first husband was shocked when I told of him of this desire of mine; he was so straight-laced, so undaring and bound by straightlaced sexual conventions. Rick, on the other hand, was adventurous and game from the start. Especially after we watched a certain porn video together on night.

See, that’s something else we both enjoyed, porn. My ex-husband was actually one of those few men who had no interest in porn; and I was one of those wives who enjoyed porn as much as most men did. So as part of our expanding range of sexual interests, my new husband and I enjoyed watching porn together. And one day we watched a very blunt and sexy clip of a gorgeous woman strapping on a thick one and fucking a very masculine and good-looking guy up the ass. This duo, unlike so many porn ‘actors,’ really seemed to be liking what they were doing. Inspired now, I was soon strapping one on myself and having Rick suck it, then turning him over and fucking his very willing ass, or, as I liked to call it when I fucked him, his ‘mancunt.’ Damn, he really loves sticking it out for me! But it’s not like he’s deeply passive or submissive, just versatile in his tastes. In fact, Rick is a strong, confident young man, a sexy, great-looking and virile twenty-five year old professional ski instructor. That’s how we met, on the slopes, with him teaching me some advanced moves down Colorado powder trails. And when it got dark, and the skis came off, I took him back to the lodge and taught him some advanced moves of my own, in my bed!

The longer we were together, the more I used my strap-on on my husband, and the more he seemed to crave it. I replaced the first one I used on him with a larger one, and then replaced that one with an even bigger one, longer, thicker. Pretty soon Rick was taking a fat rubber cock up his ass every week and looking forward to every fuck. I loved fucking him as much as he loved fucking me, and we both loved getting fucked.

Then one day, out of the blue and very casually, I asked Rick what he’d think about trying a real cock someday, a flesh-and-blood cock that was attached to a stud rather than a rubber one attached to his wife. He was taken aback but I could read that look in his eyes, could see he was intrigued by the idea, very intrigued. Now Rick is pretty much straight. He’d admitted that back in college he tried it a few times with this friend he skied with it, and both liked what they tried. But that was about it. So now I asked whether he was ready for another go at a real cock, this time with his wife there, encouraging him. He looked me in the eye for many long seconds and then nodded that, yes, he would. Inside I was thrilled, loving the idea. It turned me on so much to watch my husband sucking my rubber cock, then taking it up his ass. And now I just knew in my gut that I’d love watching him take the real thing even more, a hell of a lot more. I was sure of it!

Once I realized that my husband was really keen and eager to do it, to try it, to try out a real cock, I made it into my mission. Rick wondered just how and where we’d find the right guy to join us. I told him to just leave it up to me. Soon that’s about all I could think about, finding that right guy, the right stud, the right cock. Rick’s birthday was still a few months away, and so I was going to aim for that day as my target. This gave me plenty of time. And the internet made it all so much more possible for a wife to find a man for her husband to enjoy; something that in the old days probably would’ve meant endless ads in alternative papers, visiting swinger and gay bars and clubs, that kind of thing, all very time-consuming and awkward, and apt to end with nothing but disappointment. Now I could begin my search in the comfort of my own home.

From the start I knew what I wanted for my husband, who I wanted. The guy, or ‘the k**,’ as I began to think of him, had to be beautiful, absolutely gorgeous. I say ‘k**’ because I was looking for someone young, over eighteen, of course, but hopefully not too much over. I myself had just married a much younger man and youthful males somehow especially excited me at this stage of my life. So if I was getting off on having a much younger husband, Rick was going to get off on having himself a much younger male partner. Somehow the idea of it started to make my head spin – some virile eighteen year old k** fucking my twenty-five year old husband!

Now I say fucking because though Rick had that one fling with another guy years ago, all they did was suck each other’s cocks. The only way Rick had ever been fucked, the only ‘cocks’ he’d actually taken up the ass, had been my cocks, my dildos. So this would be a first for him, a fact that thrilled the shit out of me, thrilled Rick too, I could tell. And though he’d never taken a real one inside, I didn’t have to worry too much about him being a first-timer and having to get used to it. No, not at all. He’d taken some pretty big dildos, and always acted like he wanted to go one size up. So I was looking for a seriously endowed young stud, one who had plenty of hard meat to pack inside my husband’s ass.

And finally I found him, after scanning quite a few gay sites and becoming something of a connoisseur of sexy, good-looking gay and bisexual men offering themselves up for casual sex with other men. In my replies to the ‘candidates,’ I explained that I was a wife and was seeking someone to ‘do’ my husband. The guy could be bi or he could be gay. This treat was just for Rick. If I got a piece of the other stud, fine. If not, that was fine too.

But as I said, I finally found him, found Ken, found him in a section of a site devoted to ‘twinks,’ who I now learned were smooth, sleek young males, obviously a very desirable category. There he was in all his glory, stark naked, the vivid photo accompanying a no-nonsense description of who he was. Ken was a college freshman, he said, just turned eighteen. And he was an absolute adonis, gorgeous, perfect, like a young fashion model for some male style rag. His body was sleek and smooth and fit and athletic without being overly muscled (grotesquely so, in many cases), as so many gym-addicted guys were these days. His face was lovely, with big, brown eyes and a chestnut hair. The smile was friendly, but also quite sexy and seductive. He described himself as ‘extremely well-endowed,’ and though his pic didn’t show his cock erect, his penis was a real standout, thick and meaty and beautifully formed. I wrote and explained that I was looking to get a very special ‘gift’ for my husband, describing Rick and telling Ken just what I had in mind, that Rick would be servicing him and his cock and he didn’t have to reciprocate, unless he wished. Also, I said my role was just to be there and watch, so it was fine if he were gay. He wrote back, saying it all sounded good to him, that he was in fact bi, but mainly had sex with other guys. He explained that college tuition was a burden for him and that he expected ‘help’ and a ‘donation’ to his college fund. I smiled; expecting this. After all, I was looking for a stud for hire, a cock for hire, not a friend or a long-term partner for me and my husband.

When he wrote back he attached a more explicit photo of himself. In this one his cock was fully erect, and I mean fully! Maybe super-erect is the way to put it. That cock of Ken’s was absolutely huge, but maybe even more impressive was just how hard it seemed, how it stood up straight at a forty-five degree angle from his smooth, sleek washboard belly, like a magnificent sentinel of youthful, teen virility. He also added in his reply that he was ‘exceptionally long lasting.’ And this, of course, was a big, big plus, and a pleasant surprise. Since young males, though often impressively virile, were just as often not especially long-lasting. That was a knack, a quality or skill, men usually picked up over time. When I shared all this with my husband, Ken’s post on the web site, the description, the pics, the deal, Rick took a deep breath, gulping as he stared at that photo of Ken’s massive tool, then smiling and licking his lips, followed by a gleeful laugh we both shared.

So everything was arranged and at eight in the evening of my husband’s birthday, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and there stood Ken, even more impressive and gorgeous in life than in his photos. Ken and Rick took each other in, eyes meeting, then scanning, obviously both happy with what they saw.

“Can I take a shower?” Ken asked, his voice smooth and sexy, and courteous.

“Of course,” I told him leading him and Rick to our bedroom suite, pointing to the bathroom and telling Ken that we’d be right there, in the bedroom, when he stepped out of the shower. The three of us shared a very knowing smile, aware of exactly what that smile implied. And so while Ken showered and we heard the water run, my husband and I undressed, and dropped down on our big king-sized bed, stark naked, waiting for Ken to join us, showered and ready for a night of sizzling male-male sex.

“This is going to be so hot!” I purred sexily, giving my husband a big kiss.

A few minutes later we heard the water being turned off and knew Ken was inside there drying himself. Our eyes were glued to the bathroom door when it opened, and out stepped the most beautiful, naked, eighteen year old you could ever imagine. Still holding the towel in his hand he looked over at us and smiled as we lay in bed, languidly entwined, ready to receive him in all his glory. Then he dropped the towel and walked over to us. We’d seen the photos, but now we were seeing him naked in the flesh, gazing at that silky, smooth, lanky body, the thick meaty cock, the big sexy eyes, the seductive grin. He stood there, by the foot of the bed, waiting for us to make a move.

I threw off the covers and grabbed hold of two pillows, laying them on top of one another in the middle of the bed. Then I got up and gently pushed Ken down on the bed, on his tummy with his ass up, that ass of his raised nice and high now since he had two pillows under him.

I looked over at my husband and he looked at me, and then we looked down at that incredibly cute, absolutely beautiful ass of Ken’s, as he just lay there, waiting for our attention.

“What an ass, what a gorgeous ass!” I said to Rick as I took his hand and brought him down on the bed behind Ken. Now one thing I need to say is that both me and my husband are more than a little ass crazy. You could’ve guessed that already from my talking about how much I loved doing Rick’s ass with my dildos and how much he loved getting it done. But one more thing we both loved was that sublime meeting of tongue and ass. We loved to lick each other’s assholes. And though it was a deeply sensual act for the both of us, I must admit that when Rick licked mine it had something of the feel of oral devotion. Whereas when I licked his, it was most often a prelude to a good solid fuck of his ass with my dildo.

Now I reached down and laid my hands on Ken’s buttocks, spreading them apart and exposing his cute puckered asshole, Rick and I gazing into the crevice to see the hole winking at us.

“You don’t mind, do you?” I said as I held him open, knowing that he wouldn’t. I had made a big point of telling Ken how he would be a ‘gift’ for my husband but I also knew he was bi, so having a woman’s hands on his bare ass wouldn’t be strange to him. He looked over his shoulder at the two of us, the sexiest smile imaginable on his gorgeous face and nodded that he didn’t mind one bit!

“Care to have a taste, baby?” I said to my husband as he leaned down and pressed his face between Ken’s cheeks. Then looking me right in the eye, Rick eagerly snaked his tongue into Rick’s asshole and began to rim him. I love that word, ‘rim.’ Mainly gay guys use it. But, believe me, I’ve done plenty of rimming in my life, and not just of male asses! My husband, however, though he had sucked his buddy’s cock, never ate his ass, or any other guy’s. So this, I knew, would be a first for him. Though by the way he was lapping away so hungrily at the teen’s asshole you’d think my husband had been wolfing down male ass forever!

I leaned down and whispered in Rick’s ear, “Lick that hole, baby! Eat Ken’s ass! Show your wife how much you love to eat a sexy boy’s sexy ass.”

He showed me alright, lapping away, really digging in as Ken moaned softly, obviously enjoying all the attention back there. Then Rick pulled away and looked up at me.

“You have a taste too, honey,” Rick said, as I now leaned down and dug my tongue into Ken’s crack, rimming him, my eyes locking with my husband’s as I lapped away. God, I just loved this! Husband and wife, together eating out the perfect ass of this beautiful teenage boy. Then Ken took over again as I reminded him that, after all, it was his birthday, and Ken was a feast meant mainly for him today. After devouring Ken’s asshole, Rick dragged his tongue down and started running it over the rough skin of the teen’s scrotum, now licking his balls with the same relish with which he had been licking his ass.

Finally, after having Ken on his tummy and letting my husband enjoy and arouse his rear orally like this, I nudged Ken and had him turn over on his back. He did it slowly, tantalizingly, knowing full well what he would now be exposing.

There it was, an astounding sight! We both gazed in wonder at Ken’s tool, the young adonis’s spectacular tool, his log, his prick, his shaft, his cock, his dick, his awesome, magnificently erect, massively thick, teen penis! Just shaping those words in my mind, silently whispering them to myself — his awesome, magnificently erect, massively thick, teen penis! – brought a jolt to my pussy as I felt that delicious moist heat build between my legs, my cunt coming alive, engorging. And looking over at Rick I could see that he, like Ken, was vividly erect, his arousal already at a fever pitch from eyeing Ken’s sleek, naked body, from having orally serviced his smooth, muscled and yet boyishly appealing ass and his full, semen-loaded balls. Now Rick gazed, absolutely mesmerized, at Ken’s shockingly oversized cock, the stunning instrument he knew he would soon have planted between his hungry lips, would relish in the humid depths of his greedy male bottom, reaming out his cock-craving manhole, screwing him, screwing my own husband’s ass! God! It turned me on so fucking much to see Rick greedily eyeballing this astoundingly massive, sculpturally perfect teenage cock, knowing that it was meant for him, that this phallic wonder was my birthday present to my young husband this day.

“Hold it, Rick,” I said, placing my husband’s hand on the hot, steely shaft, “I need to get myself a ruler and see just how big this baby is.”

“You’re such a size queen, Julie!” my husband said, laughing. And he was right. But I wasn’t the only one. We were both size queens. Whenever we watched a porn flick and an extra-hung stud would show up on screen we’d perk up and pay attention, commenting on the size, the length, the thickness of the cock in question. So now I quickly scampered over to the kitchen, nude and barefooted, to retrieve a ruler from the tool drawer. Then raced back to the bedroom where I stood it up against Ken’s shaft as Rick held it, placing one end against his balls.

“There it is, 10.5 inches,” I said, taking my first measurement, then turned the ruler to measure its girth “and just a touch more than 2 inches wide.”

“Now that’s what I call hung, right sweetheart?” I said to my husband, setting the ruler aside and taking hold of the cock myself now.

“Damn right,” Rick said, just about drooling at the sight of it.

“This is your birthday gift, babe, so now I want to see you enjoy every one of those thick ten and a half inches,” I told my husband as he smiled at me, licked his lips, then lowered his face again and very slowly, almost lewdly, dragged his tongue along the underside of Ken’s cock, from the balls to the tip. I held it as he licked it, then kept holding it as he wrapped his mouth around the smooth, bulbous cockhead and began sucking that luscious teenage cock of Ken’s with a true, ravenous hunger. My heart skipped a beat as I savored the delicious sight of my husband’s mouth stuffed with cock, with young, steel hard cock, his lips straining to engulf the stunning girth.

“Suck my dick, suck my big teenage cock!” Ken growled. I just about went dizzy hearing Ken saying this. He couldn’t have said anything more arousing, and in a more arousing way, had he been rehearsed.

“That’s right, suck it, Rick! Suck that thick, juicy young cock of Ken’s, suck it like you mean it, you cock-loving cocksucker!” I hissed, holding it and feeding it to him as he showed off for me, showed off that he was as adept sucking this flesh-and -blood cock as he was sucking my rubber dildos. He’d sure had plenty of practice sucking on those, and it was all paying off now as he wrapped his mouth around the real thing. Now I pulled my hand away and let my husband hold that cock as he sucked it. Ken, meanwhile, just laid back with his eyes closed, arms lazily crossed behind his head, enjoying the expert blow-job he was getting courtesy of my husband. If I were to be absolutely frank with myself I’d admit that Ken was a male whore, a whore I had hired for Rick’s enjoyment. How many wives would do that for their husbands? Oh bullshit! This was all my idea, after all, my selfish idea. I really craved to see my husband get done, get well done, by a male stud. Luckily Rick was game, more than game. So this young male whore, this extravagantly hung college student offering his cock in exchange for help with his tuition, was hired to please my voyeuristic lusts as much as my husband’s lust for cock.

“More! Suck it down!” I ordered my husband, pushing down on the back of his head. I did this to him when I wore my strap-on, forced him to mouth and suck down as much as he could until tears ran out of his eyes and he had to gasp for breath. Now I did it again, except what he had in his mouth and down his throat was thicker and longer than any dildo I had ever fed him. But the cocksucker did not disappoint, hungry for cock as he was, straining to mouth as much as he could.

I’d made sure to leave it in arm’s reach, right by the bed, a fresh tube of lubricating jelly. Now I squeezed a big dab onto my fingers and slapped the dab between his cheeks, spreading the jelly over his asshole, then working more inside with a couple of stiff, slippery fingers. God, I always love this part, getting my husband’s ass ready for a nice, solid fuck. The difference was that this time that ass of his would get fucked by some real cock, thick, steel-hard, teenage cock.

“Okay, babe, time for the main course,” I said, wiping off my fingers. He knew just what that meant, pulling his mouth away and assuming the position, the position he knew I loved so much. It just always drove me crazy to see my husband, his lean, lithe body stark naked, up on all fours, on elbows and knees, sticking out his ass like a slut in heat, offering that ass up like a hot bitch to a horny dog. And there was the bullseye, his greased hole, ready to get filled and plowed!

“Come here, Ken,” I said, reaching out a hand to help him off the bed so he could get behind my husband now, “I got a nice, tight home for that big cock of yours.”

For many long moments I just took in the intoxicating sight of the sexy teen boy kneeling there, his immense cock sticking out from his tummy, slick from my husband’s mouth, just kneeling there behind my husband’s lewdly exposed ‘fuck me’ ass. This is the moment, the sight I had been so heatedly imagining in my feverish mind, my husband in position to be fucked, to be fucked by a real cock!

I reached down to take hold of Ken’s cock, pressing the tip into Rick’s crack, teasingly rubbing the smooth knob of his cockhead against my husband’s lubed asshole. His anus was just a little hole, a greased dot, and this cock was huge, so formidable. The thought that one was about to enter the other was driving me insane with lustful anticipation.

“Do you want to fuck my husband’s ass?” I asked Ken with a coy smile.

“Oh yeah, I want to shove every inch of my cock inside him,” Ken barked.

“Did you hear that, baby? Ken can’t wait to fuck you,” I said. “Tell him how much you want him and his cock.”

“Fuck me!” Rick pleaded, whipping his head around, looking back over his shoulder and up at Ken. “Bury that big dick up my manhole, you sexy stud!”

Now, still gripping the thick shaft, I started to ease it into my husband’s ass, watching the smooth knob penetrate and open his hole. And then, suddenly, his cock was inside, the cockhead buried out of sight, and my husband’s asshole, moments ago just a speck, a dot, now a gaping, dilated band, wrapped around a pole more than two inches thick. Damn, I always loved that, loved looking down as I was fucking my husband with my strap-on and seeing his asshole forced open, stretched like a rubber band around the girth of my dildo. Now I was seeing it stretched more than ever, wrapped around the massive girth of Ken’s stunningly erect penis. I pulled my hand away and let Ken take over. He took hold of Rick’s hips and nice and slow and smooth and steady started working his cock, inch by thick inch, up my husband’ ass, fucking him. Rick, as always, groaned with unabashed desire, flinging his head back, transported. Goddamn, my husband just loved getting his ass fucked, and now he was starting to enjoy his first true fuck, a fuck by a real cock.

As Ken slid it inside, slowly working it deeper and deeper, Rick pushed back against that cock entering his bottom, wanting it, craving it, needing it. What a cock whore my sexy husband could be, with his desire for my dildos and now his eagerness to take this thick teen cock up his mancunt. I loved it!

“Hold on,” my husband moaned, gasping for breath as he reached back with an arm and held Ken back. Ken’s cock was more than halfway inside Rick’s ass now, “it’s so fuckin’ big, so thick, I don’t know how much more I can take.”

My husband was finally realizing that however big my newest dildo was, Ken’s cock was so much bigger, and thicker.

“Aw, baby,” I purred provocatively, “I want to see you take it all, every fucking inch. I want to see you take Ken’s cock to the balls; I want to see you take it all the way. Do it, do it for me, for your loving wife. Take it all up the ass for me, babe, do it!”

One thing about my new young husband; he rarely denied me anything. And he certainly wasn’t going to deny me this, especially since he wanted it so much himself. So now, bravely, he pushed back as Ken pushed forward, slowly but surely that cock of Ken’s disappearing into the depths of my husband’s ass, deeper and deeper and deeper. Until, finally, Ken’s balls were pressing against Rick’s cheeks, the full length of Ken’s ten plus inch cock buried out of sight up my husband’s ass. Grabbing hold of Rick’s hips, Ken just left it inside like that, letting Rick get used to it, Rick moaning, a fine film of sweat covering his back.

And then Ken started moving again, digging his fingers into my husband’s hips, pulling it out, working it back in, working that cock of his now like a high-powered piston, thrusting, fucking, the young teen fucking my young husband up the ass!

“God yes!” I urged excitedly, crazed with lust, “Fuck that ass, fuck it! Fuck it Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it!!!”

And fuck it he did, slamming that massive cock deep into my husband’s body with hard, smooth strokes. I loved taking it up the ass too, and my husband had a nice seven inches for that ass of mine, but now I tried imagining what it must feel like to having something this immense, this thick, inside your ass. It’s must’ve been just amazing!

When I had been thinking about all this really happening, I imagined Rick getting his ass fucked in several different positions. This was the conventional one for an ass fuck, on elbows and knees with the fucker kneeling behind you. But now I wanted a change, I wanted to see something new. So I helped the two guys to roll over without disengaging, my husband’s asshole clamped around Ken’s cock as they turned so that Ken was now on his back with Rick straddling him, riding him, sitting on his cock.

The view of, course, was sensational. My husband and I always enjoyed seeing it in porn flicks, whether it was cock fucking pussy, or cock fucking ass. Whether it was a guy fucking a girl, a guy fucking a guy, or even a girl sitting on another girl’s strap-on. All were such sexy, provocative visions for a total voyeur like me. And of course Rick and I often fucked in this position, me on top of him, or him riding my dildo, sitting on each other.

And now I had that sight in front of my eyes, two beautiful naked men, all that raw male flesh! With Rick on top now, Ken just laid back lazily as he had when my husband sucked his dick, letting Ken do the work as he rode that cock for all he was worth, taking it deep now, all the way, grinding down against it, impaling himself on that cock, using it to ream out his rectum. Me? I was in the mood for some grazing; I wanted to graze on male meat. So I scampered up between their legs and started with Ken’s balls, licking them, then dragging my tongue upwards along the underside of his slick cock as that cock fucked my husband’s ass. When I had plenty of that, I licked and sucked my husband’s balls, then his cock, as he was getting fucked. Rick loved that. This is the first time we’d had a guy join us, but we’ve had women join us before. And when I was fucking my husband’s ass with a dildo while our guest was sucking his cock, he later told me that was just about as close to heaven as he ever got. So he was definitely in heaven now, with a huge cock up his ass and my lips wrapped around his. More than once, my husband had told me I was the best cocksucker he’d ever been with.

And as an extra treat for Ken, I wet a finger in my mouth, reached under the teen’s balls and worked that spit-moistened finger into Ken’s tight ass as the two guys fucked, wondering how often, or even if Ken took it up the ass himself. Or if he just did the fucking. I’d have to ask him later. Though now it sure seemed like he didn’t mind having my finger in his ass!

“Mmmmmmh, nice!” I purred, finally pulling back from my feast, ready now for another change of positions. This time I told Rick to lift himself off of Ken’s cock as I flung myself down on the bed on my back and spread my legs wide, showing off my glistening, highly charged pussy to the two guys.

“Fuck me now, babe,” I told my husband who slid his lithe body between my legs and his cock into my cunt. Ken, our teen male whore, now knelt on the bed behind us both, looking down, slowly stroking that engorged, massive cock of his. I stared at it now that it knew it had just been plowing my husband’s ass. Knowing that, its immense size amazed me more than ever, as did my husband’s bravery in taking that oversized log of penile paradise inside his own male ass-cunt. As I held his cheeks wide open I dug my hand into the cleft between them and now could see that his asshole, a tight little sphincter when all this began, was now raw and open. I looked over my shoulder at Ken and winked as I kept spreading apart my husband’s ass cheeks, scissoring my legs around Rick’s waist. That raw and open hole needed to be filled again!

“Stick it back inside him, fuck him,” I ordered Ken who gladly obliged, getting back on the bed behind my husband and sliding his cock back up Rick’s ass. The look on Rick’s face was priceless as Ken’s cock once again entered and filled him.

Reaching around and holding my husband’s ass wide open as it was being plowed like this, feeling the hard male flesh grazing against my fingertips as it thrust inside, those words came back to me — his awesome, magnificently erect, massively thick, teen penis! Yes! That penis, that cock, that prick, that shaft, that dick, that tool now fucking and filling my husband’s ass, his anus, his mancunt, his rectum, his manhole! Fucking him! Fucking Rick! Fucking Rick up the ass! Blissfully fucked myself now, a deep shiver ran through my body as I took it all in, took in that husband and wife were being fucked together here and now, fucked at once, myself enjoying my husband’s very familiar cock in my always greedy, clenching cunt; Rick relishing a fresh young teen cock, a massive wonder of nature, taking a hot, living penis inside his ass for the very first time!

“Oh god, baby! It’s so incredible having you fuck while you take a big one up your ass at the same time!” I whispered huskily, gazing into my husband’s eyes, brilliant with arousal. “Tell me, tell me how much you love it up your ass.”

“I fucking love it, I love every fucking fat inch!”

“Rick, you are such a fucking whore, a whore for cock, do you know that? I teased, “more than ten thick inches of young teen cock up your ass and just look at you, taking every inch like a fucking champ!”

“And what makes me love it all the more, babe, is that you love to see me take it,” he said, kissing me tenderly, as still reaching around and holding him open I could feel Ken’s cock hammering away at my husband’s asshole harder than ever.

“Are you ready, Ken?” I asked, looking over my husband’s shoulder at him, “are you ready to cum inside Rick’s ass?

“Fuck yeah!” the teen gasped, pouding it in hard as I kept holding Rick wide open for him, feeling an extra jolt from my husband’s cock every time Ken thrust into his ass. It’s like I was being fucked by two studs at once, and I enjoyed every fuckin’ minute of it. But no one could have been happier than my husband, his cock deep inside my cunt, a cunt he loved, I knew. And a massive cock buried up his ass at the very same time. Too bad there wasn’t another hung young stud in the room for Rick to suck. Maybe I’d arrange that for his next birthday!

Anyway, you can guess what happened next. I felt a blistering orgasm building in my clitoris, then spreading like a sizzling wave of pleasure through my pelvis. Accompanying those deliciously intense sensations, I felt my husband’s cock throbbing as he unloaded inside me, bathing my vagina with his cum, while with my fingertips I could feel the teen’s fat, steely prick throb powerfully as my husband’s anus clenched and squeezed that ejaculating cock, sucking all the semen out of it, out of Ken’s cock and into Rick’s ass. Later, when Ken was gone, I’d show my husband just how much I loved him. I’d turn him over and lap up every dewy, creamy drop of the teen’s cum as it dripped and leaked and spilled out of my husband’s aggressively assaulted asshole, his mercilessly marauded mancunt…