“What else do you want me to say,” Andrew asked halfheartedly from under his pet project as he listened to his ex-girlfriend Kindra make excuses as to why he caught her simultaneously being fucked from behind and sucking the dick of the twin brothers that lived down the block from him. “I swear Drew, I was probably high or drunk, I didn’t know what happened until I saw your face, baby,” she said passionately. Drew chuckled as he continued to tighten bolts and install parts under his new baby, a 1972 Volkswagen Beetle he purchased in poor condition for $200.
He let out a grunt as he turned a wrench and said “Kindra, we both know you never smoked, drank, shot a needle or anything a day in your life. You need to realize that you fucked up, broke my heart, and that I can’t stand to look at you.” Kindra finally noticed that he had been talking to her from underneath Claudine, the name Drew gave his tangerine orange pet.
“Come on baby, let’s work things out,” she pleaded as she suggestively tugged at his tree-trunk sized leg, hoping to arouse him into one of their wild sex sessions and all would be forgiven. No dice. Drew finally slid from under Claudine, his annoyed brown face looking square into Kindra’s devilish green eyes. “For the 38,387th time Kindra, it’s a wrap. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to see if Claudine is feeling any better today.” He hopped into the car, turned the engine over with little resistance, yelled “SHE’S ALIVE” and took off down the block, leaving his whorish ex girlfriend standing in a cloud of flat four cylinder engine smoke.
Drew manually rolled down to the window to see that it was a beautiful Friday afternoon. He had the weekend off from his day job, so he planned to cruise around in Claudine until he finally felt like returning to an empty apartment. He turned the radio to the adult R&B station and jammed rather recklessly to “One Nation Under a Groove” from Funkadelic until he decided to swing by the grocery store to pickup a couple of things for home. As he walked absent-mindedly through the cereal aisle, he ran into in familiar face, nearly toppling her and her hand basket to the floor. “Oh my goodness, sorry about that, Ms. Diane.” Ms. Diane was Kindra’s mother, and Drew’s biggest fan in his relationship with Kindra. She felt a respectful, hardworking and attractive man like Andrew was just the kind of man her wild child daughter needed to slow down. Unfortunately it didn’t happen that way.
“Don’t worry, it’s alright Andrew. How are you holding up,” she asked full of motherly concern. “Oh, I’m fine. Your daughter was by the house trying to fill my head full of insanity, but I kept on working on Claudine. She’s up and running now,” Drew said with a proud grin. “That’s great! Maybe you can drive over one morning and I’ll spot you some pancakes.” Although Drew had no intentions of getting back with Kindra, he felt no ill will to Diane, and adored her pancakes. They reminded him of his late grandmother’s cooking. “Not a problem, Ms. Diane, but I’m gonna get on with the get on, so I’ll talk to you later.” “O.K., you keep your head up, Drew. A good man is never down for very long,” Diane said as she hugged him. “I hope so,” he said as he checked out and headed for home.
Drew had eaten dinner and was prepared to go for an evening run when the call buzzer rang. “Hello, who’s there,” he asked in a pleasant tone he was obviously faking. “Drew, it’s Diane, may I come up?” “Sure,” he said and hit the buzzer, allowing her up the stairs.
When he answered the door, she walked right in and said “Drew, I can’t help but feel guilty for what Kindra did to you. I wanted to tell you in the market, but I was afraid that you’d be uncomfortable.” He chuckled and said “Ms. Diane, you don’t have to apologize for Kindra. She has some things SHE has to work on. It’s not your fault.”
“That may be the case,” she said pensively as she sat on Drew’s couch, resting her fist on her chin, “but there’s no way a good man like you should go to waste.” “Go to waste,” he asked curiously. Diane, a mahogany-skinned beauty of 44 years who stayed in shape by jogging every night, the way she met Andrew and introduced him to her daughter, walked over to him and said “yes, go to waste. Perhaps I should try you out myself.” Drew’s dick hardened in times of 29 as he looked into Diane’s green eyes, the same ones she passed down to her daughter. Yet, there was there was something different about those same eyes. Something comforting, something trustworthy, the complete opposite of what Andrew saw when he looked at Kindra.
He hesitantly put his hands on the hips of a woman twice his age and they engaged in a long, sensuous kiss in the moonlit apartment. They separated for a moment and Diane said, “what is my daughter thinking?!” “Who cares,” he said breathlessly. Drew picked up the petite Diane and carried her to his bedroom, and they resumed kissing. Diane stood her 5’2 frame on his bed and began to disrobe deliberately while Drew quickly undressed and pulled her back down on to the bed, where before he made another move, he stared at her fit body, tracing the lines of her toned arms and legs with his broad fingers, watching her washboard stomach rise and fall with excitement. “You have a great body, Ms. Diane,” he said, mesmerized. “Ah ah…no more ‘Ms.’, honey. Just ‘Diane’ tonight.”
Drew began his exploration by taking each of her chocolate nipples on her supple bosom into his mouth, flickering at them with his long broad tongue, and Diane giggled in schoolgirl-ish delight. He traced a trail with his tongue from her left breast, down her stomach to the opening between her thighs. He began playing with her swollen lower lips and ran his tongue across her clit, slowly, teasing her with his strokes. Diane, turned on but wary of the teasing, grabbed the back of his closely cropped head and shoved him face first into her spot where Drew began to lick and suck on her clit like a madman, feverishly working his index finger in and out of her. “YES BABY, THAT’S THE SPOT, THAT’S IT,” she squealed and her pussy erupted like Old’ Faithful, splattering her juices all over Drew’s face and right hand.
Diane got up and instructed Drew to lie on his back, and when her young lover did so, she snaked down to his thighs and picked up his penis with her mouth and began to work magic. She caressed his stomach and chest with her left hand, methodically jerking his shaft with her right and she licked at the tip of it as if it were a chocolate ice cream cone. Up and down she went until she decided to take all of him in her mouth and throat, working her neck back and forth at a rapid pace. It took everything in Drew not to explode in Diane’s throat, forcing him to let out low groans and tap the mattress in submission.
Drew grabbed a condom from a box near the bed, slid it on and slowly slid inside of Diane from the front. As soon as she felt Drew speeding up, Diane showed her strength by slamming her hands against his hips, bringing his thrusts to a complete stop. Diane grabbed his behind, moved him back and forth and said sternly, “Go slow first.” He nodded and worked his hips at a chopped and screwed pace, and Diane rested her feet on his shoulders. Drew licked at her cherry-painted toes and she rolled her eyes into the back of her head and let out pleasure-fill moans.
Drew then had her get on all fours, entering her quickly from behind and began to thrust his way; fast, hard and full of energy. Diane tried to slow him down again, but Drew grabbed her hands and said “uh-uh, you’re gonna enjoy this.” As you could hear the sound of a bed squeaking under intense pressure, the slapping of skin against skin, Diane roared and had intense orgasms twice in a span of 25 minutes as Drew continue to pump like a piston in overdrive.
Diane laid on her back again and Drew re-entered, closer than the first time so their bodies met in the clear night. Diane cupped his face in her hands and they shared another passionate kiss as Drew worked in and out, up and down until he finally was spent and came in shuddering, shivering fashion. Diane rested Drew’s head on her chest and they spent the moments in the aftermath talking about how great each other was until they were interrupted by someone throwing a fit outside of the bedroom window. They both got up to see who it was. It was Kindra. She was furious, not in tears, but obviously shaken by what she had just heard. “MOM, I HATE YOU” she thundered as she got in her car and drove off. Diane hustled to her clothing and said “Drew, I need to talk to my daughter,” she said in a calm voice, yet rushing to redress. She had only gotten her panties back on when Drew crept up behind her, slid the panties back off of her and whispered in her ear, “Maybe after round two.”
Friday, May 9, 2008
FUCK STORY:Fire and Desire
It was definitely beginning to look like Christmas, despite the fact that it hardly ever snowed in the South. Memphis, TN had received four inches of actual snow! The city was at a standstill. People in the South cannot drive in the snow because they are not used to it. Everything was closed. The only life outside had been the kids playing since classes were cancelled, the mailman delivering the mail ("Neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow… yes, I'm sure they were despising that), and then later that night… me, having to go to work at Global Parcel System. After all, it was December 19th. We were in the thick of holiday shipping. Gone were the days of summer when shipping slowed down, and we were given the choice of voluntary time off. Of course, no one ever really chose that, so eventually, there was no choice. Which meant, I got to spend a lot of time with my girlfriend. However, since the day after Thanksgiving, the shift went as scheduled, and I was relegated to having to spend those six hours away from her.
So as I made ready to leave, she watched, pouting. She didn't want me to go, especially out in the snow. I didn't want to go… especially out in the snow. I came out into the living room on my way out the door, and noticed that she had started a fire, and was sitting on an outspread blanket in front of the couch. She reached up and took my hand and pulled me down, asking me what my rush was because I was leaving an hour before my shift began.
I already told you, people from the South don't know how to drive in snow, right? I wasn't used to driving in that, so yes I was leaving one hour early to drive a distance that would take twenty-five minutes in perfect conditions.
However, I didn't see the harm in sitting down for a few minutes. But the second I hit the floor, work was the farthest thing from my mind. I sat into a deep, passionate kiss. My girlfriend sat on top of me, straddling me, and pushed me back against the couch. Her kiss was intense and demonstrative. Our tongues played together like carefree youths in a field. I held her tightly, grazing my fingers over her back, which were now under her shirt. Her mouth moved from mine, and her tongue traced my cheek until she found my ear… my spot. Her warm tongue darted in and out; she bit my earlobe. She felt me buckle. She knew she had me. I got hard. She continued to ravage my ear, whispering some naughty shit to me as she reached down to unzip my pants. I had moved my hands from her back to her breasts, squeezing them, pinching her hardening nipples. I wanted to suck on them so badly, but she wouldn't let me. Instead, she withdrew from my ear, and lowered her mouth down to my rock hard dick. She licked around the head, and smacked it twice against her tongue before taking it in. That first entry into any orifice is always the best one. Her warmth enveloped my inches and width and I moaned, clenching two fistfuls of blanket. I fondled her breasts while she hovered over the dick, loving and tasting it so tenderly. I could see that while she had one hand wrapped around my dick, she had the other in her pants, playing with her pretty pussy. I wanted to see that. I asked her to take her pants off, and she was willing to oblige, taking her hand out of her pants and off of me to unzip. I reached over to help her the best that I could. She also slid down her panties, and in a few seconds, she had her naked ass exposed. All the while, mouth and dick remained in contact.
She returned to playing with herself, first tickling her clit for a few seconds. As I sat there being ravaged, I stroked her hair and urged her on with naughty breathy comments of my own. She liked that. That only fueled her endeavor further. Slow licks along the belly of the dick, kisses up and down the shaft, tongue swirling on the head, ball handling, ball licking, stroking… it was magical. I palmed her ass, fingering her asshole with a wet finger while she feasted on me. Then she looked up and smiled devilishly.
Damn it! Mouth came off the dick.
She positioned herself on top of me in reverse cowgirl, taking me into her.
"Ahh…" I stated, sounding like that Braxton character from 'The 'Jamie Foxx' show. Dick went into pussy.
Once again, there was that initial entry, and my already sensitive dick was further bombarded with stimulation. My girl's pussy felt so good, and fit me just like a damn glove. As it went into her, she let out a gasp and a sigh. She leaned forward and arched her back slightly, and started to work up and down. She spread her ass cheeks for me. She knew I liked that. I gripped both cheeks, keeping them spread wide and watching my dick go in and out of her. It was beautiful to see our two obviously different skin tones - mine honey brown and hers, milk chocolate - mesh and melt together. She was definitely getting into it, as was evidenced by the creaminess of my dick now. She was wetter than wet, and to me, that was hotter than hot. She sat upright to bounce on my dick, and then as quickly as she started, she leaned back against me, reaching back and wrapping her arms around my neck, cradling her head against my chest. She grinded me slowly while I reached around to cup her breasts. I licked her earlobe, and danced light kisses across her cheek, taking in the air of her contentment. She turned her head to kiss me, clasping a hand hard over one of mine on her breasts. Then she lay forward, resting on my legs. I leaned forward and kissed as far as I could up her spine. My hands searched her hips and lower back, exploring the lay of her land, looking for everything, and at the same time, nothing at all.
The fire crackled as our desire sizzled, and the light from the fire illuminated our poetry in motion. She sat back up again, leaning back against me, and one of my eager hands had found a home with her shuddering clit. I tapped it and pressed hard as I moved my fingers in the clockwise motion she used for herself. She cooed like a baby, and purred like a cat, feeling the energy of her rising orgasm as I played with her clit. But she asked that I stop. She didn't want to cum, which was where she was headed. This was all about me.
I moved my hands back up to her breasts, teasing her nipples while she continued to grind. My girl had pussy control for sure. She was doing some kind of pulling motion with it while she grinded and move up and down. It was intoxicating, and her intent heightened. Now a bit more forceful and faster, the fucking had me ready to blow. I asked her if she wanted me to cum, if she was ready. She wanted it, and as she pumped my dick harder and harder, she returned to saying those nasty things that I like to hear.
I can only imagine the smile on her face as she heard my breathing change and my eruption of euphoric grunts and sighs at the moment of cum. She held my things tightly as she bore down and grinded hard while I helplessly gave in and gave up my seed.
I incoherently mumbled some words, and managed only a term or two of endearment to her. Still on the dick, which was now only semi-erect inside her, she twisted back to look at me and smiled, telling me to have a nice night at work.
And I shed a tear.
I shed a tear, which was promptly followed by several more, and before I knew it, I was reduced to an outright bawl. She got off of her… yes, her… dick, and cuddled against me, having the nerve to ask me what was wrong with me, when she knew damn well I couldn't answer or wouldn't exactly be able answer her. I closed my eyes, tears streaming down my face. Although I couldn't see it, I knew she was smiling at what she had just done.
Somewhere… off in the distance… a whip cracked.
Oh well. That just meant I'd have to return the "favor" real soon, and set off another crack…
Did I go to work that night? Oh you bet. I wasn't late. I didn't try to speed through the streets. Didn't have any close calls. I even came in sixteen percent over my package-handling quota that night.
That was some good pussy.
So as I made ready to leave, she watched, pouting. She didn't want me to go, especially out in the snow. I didn't want to go… especially out in the snow. I came out into the living room on my way out the door, and noticed that she had started a fire, and was sitting on an outspread blanket in front of the couch. She reached up and took my hand and pulled me down, asking me what my rush was because I was leaving an hour before my shift began.
I already told you, people from the South don't know how to drive in snow, right? I wasn't used to driving in that, so yes I was leaving one hour early to drive a distance that would take twenty-five minutes in perfect conditions.
However, I didn't see the harm in sitting down for a few minutes. But the second I hit the floor, work was the farthest thing from my mind. I sat into a deep, passionate kiss. My girlfriend sat on top of me, straddling me, and pushed me back against the couch. Her kiss was intense and demonstrative. Our tongues played together like carefree youths in a field. I held her tightly, grazing my fingers over her back, which were now under her shirt. Her mouth moved from mine, and her tongue traced my cheek until she found my ear… my spot. Her warm tongue darted in and out; she bit my earlobe. She felt me buckle. She knew she had me. I got hard. She continued to ravage my ear, whispering some naughty shit to me as she reached down to unzip my pants. I had moved my hands from her back to her breasts, squeezing them, pinching her hardening nipples. I wanted to suck on them so badly, but she wouldn't let me. Instead, she withdrew from my ear, and lowered her mouth down to my rock hard dick. She licked around the head, and smacked it twice against her tongue before taking it in. That first entry into any orifice is always the best one. Her warmth enveloped my inches and width and I moaned, clenching two fistfuls of blanket. I fondled her breasts while she hovered over the dick, loving and tasting it so tenderly. I could see that while she had one hand wrapped around my dick, she had the other in her pants, playing with her pretty pussy. I wanted to see that. I asked her to take her pants off, and she was willing to oblige, taking her hand out of her pants and off of me to unzip. I reached over to help her the best that I could. She also slid down her panties, and in a few seconds, she had her naked ass exposed. All the while, mouth and dick remained in contact.
She returned to playing with herself, first tickling her clit for a few seconds. As I sat there being ravaged, I stroked her hair and urged her on with naughty breathy comments of my own. She liked that. That only fueled her endeavor further. Slow licks along the belly of the dick, kisses up and down the shaft, tongue swirling on the head, ball handling, ball licking, stroking… it was magical. I palmed her ass, fingering her asshole with a wet finger while she feasted on me. Then she looked up and smiled devilishly.
Damn it! Mouth came off the dick.
She positioned herself on top of me in reverse cowgirl, taking me into her.
"Ahh…" I stated, sounding like that Braxton character from 'The 'Jamie Foxx' show. Dick went into pussy.
Once again, there was that initial entry, and my already sensitive dick was further bombarded with stimulation. My girl's pussy felt so good, and fit me just like a damn glove. As it went into her, she let out a gasp and a sigh. She leaned forward and arched her back slightly, and started to work up and down. She spread her ass cheeks for me. She knew I liked that. I gripped both cheeks, keeping them spread wide and watching my dick go in and out of her. It was beautiful to see our two obviously different skin tones - mine honey brown and hers, milk chocolate - mesh and melt together. She was definitely getting into it, as was evidenced by the creaminess of my dick now. She was wetter than wet, and to me, that was hotter than hot. She sat upright to bounce on my dick, and then as quickly as she started, she leaned back against me, reaching back and wrapping her arms around my neck, cradling her head against my chest. She grinded me slowly while I reached around to cup her breasts. I licked her earlobe, and danced light kisses across her cheek, taking in the air of her contentment. She turned her head to kiss me, clasping a hand hard over one of mine on her breasts. Then she lay forward, resting on my legs. I leaned forward and kissed as far as I could up her spine. My hands searched her hips and lower back, exploring the lay of her land, looking for everything, and at the same time, nothing at all.
The fire crackled as our desire sizzled, and the light from the fire illuminated our poetry in motion. She sat back up again, leaning back against me, and one of my eager hands had found a home with her shuddering clit. I tapped it and pressed hard as I moved my fingers in the clockwise motion she used for herself. She cooed like a baby, and purred like a cat, feeling the energy of her rising orgasm as I played with her clit. But she asked that I stop. She didn't want to cum, which was where she was headed. This was all about me.
I moved my hands back up to her breasts, teasing her nipples while she continued to grind. My girl had pussy control for sure. She was doing some kind of pulling motion with it while she grinded and move up and down. It was intoxicating, and her intent heightened. Now a bit more forceful and faster, the fucking had me ready to blow. I asked her if she wanted me to cum, if she was ready. She wanted it, and as she pumped my dick harder and harder, she returned to saying those nasty things that I like to hear.
I can only imagine the smile on her face as she heard my breathing change and my eruption of euphoric grunts and sighs at the moment of cum. She held my things tightly as she bore down and grinded hard while I helplessly gave in and gave up my seed.
I incoherently mumbled some words, and managed only a term or two of endearment to her. Still on the dick, which was now only semi-erect inside her, she twisted back to look at me and smiled, telling me to have a nice night at work.
And I shed a tear.
I shed a tear, which was promptly followed by several more, and before I knew it, I was reduced to an outright bawl. She got off of her… yes, her… dick, and cuddled against me, having the nerve to ask me what was wrong with me, when she knew damn well I couldn't answer or wouldn't exactly be able answer her. I closed my eyes, tears streaming down my face. Although I couldn't see it, I knew she was smiling at what she had just done.
Somewhere… off in the distance… a whip cracked.
Oh well. That just meant I'd have to return the "favor" real soon, and set off another crack…
Did I go to work that night? Oh you bet. I wasn't late. I didn't try to speed through the streets. Didn't have any close calls. I even came in sixteen percent over my package-handling quota that night.
That was some good pussy.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
FUCK STORY: MY BOSSES WIFE (true story)
I WAS CHILLIN AT OUR LAW FIRM CHIRSTMAS PARTY, I WAS IN THERE MEETING ALL TYPES OF PEOPLE UP IN THAT PIECE. I MEAN MEETING RICH WOMEN, WOMEN OF ALL COLORS SHAPES AND FLAVORS, MEANING, M.I.L.F., OLDER FINE ASS BLACK WOMEN, OLDER WHITE WOMEN, etc.. SO, I'M OVER THERE MEETING THESE PEOPLE FROM OUR "SISTER FIRMS" RIGHT, SO THERE WAS THIS LADY I MET NAMED "JANICE" SHE WAS BRUNETTE, SAY ABOUT SHE WAS ABOUT 46, WITH A RED BODY FITTIN DRESS, RED PUMPS (nice), CANTALOUPE SIZE TITTIES, BLACK WOMAN'S ASS, WITH LEGS WELL DEFINED!!
SO WE'RE SITTING THERE TALKIN, WHEN SHE WAS ASKING ME ABOUT WHAT I DO AT THE FIRM? I TOLD HER I RUN THE "OPERATION CENTER", I'M A MULTI-TASKING TYPE OF GUY. SHE LAUGHED AND SAID IS THAT RIGHT? "SO THAT MEANS YOU CAN HANDLE ALL TYPES OF SITUATIONS??" I SAID: "OF COURSE THAT'S WHY I WORK FOR Y'ALL!!" THEN SHE WENT ON TO TELL ME ABOUT WHAT SHE DOES, AND THAT IS SHE A "HOUSEWIFE" HOW HER KIDS ARE IN COLLEGE, AND I SAID: "YOU DON'T LOOK LIKE YOU HAVE KIDS THAT OLD" SO SHE WAS SAYING SHE HAS A HOUSE, NICE RIDE, SO ON AND SO FORTH. SO AFTER ABOUT FOUR DRINKS AND CONVERSATION FOR THE MIND, WE STARTED DANCING, AFTER ABOUT 20 MINUTES ON THE DANCE FLOOR JANICE WANTED TO STEP OUTSIDE FOR A MINUTE TO SMOKE AND GET SOME AIR AND ASKED WOULD I JOIN HER??
THE WAY SHE LOOKED AND THE INTELLIGENT MIND, AND CONVERSATION, AND HER BEAUTY WAS RIGHT FOR A LADY HER AGE? IN THE BACK OF MY MIND I'M LIKE, "HELL YEAH" RIGHT, SO WE OUTSIDE TALKIN, SMOKIN, WHEN JANICE BROUGHT UP THE "MULTI-TASKING" PART OF OUR CONVERSATION. I TOLD HER: YEAH I LOVE MY JOB, LOVE WORKING FOR THE COMPANY!!! SHE SAID OH REALLY, I SAID YES! JANICE MOVED ALOT CLOSER AFTER SHE SAID A FEW THINGS LIKE: "IF YOU CAN MULTI-TASK THAT GOOD, WOULD YOU SHOW ME??" AND KISSED ME RIGHT ON THE MOUTH, I'M LIKE WHOA!! THIS FINE ASS WOMAN WANTING ME??
I TOLD HER: OH YEAH!! I BELIEVE I CAN HANDLE SUCH A TASK!! SO SHE SAID LETS GET OUT OF HERE. WE JUMPED IN EACH OTHERS CAR AND MET UP IN SHADYSIDE AT THIS LITTLE RITZY LIKE PLACE. ALOT CLASS WAS THERE CAUSE THERE WERE NO "THUGS UP IN DA CLUB" TYPE SHIT. SO WE BEGAN PARTYING AND KICKIN IT WHEN FINALLY WE ARE TANKED UP AND THAT'S WHEN CLAIMED THAT SHE COULDN'T DRIVE HOME, AND ASKED COULD I HELP HER TO GET HOME?? I SAID: I HAVE NO CHOICE NOW DO I?? SO I GET JANICE INTO THE CAR AND DRIVE AWAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN. SHE DIRECTED ME STRAIGHT TO HER HOUSE AND SAID TO PULL INTO THIS BIG ASS GATED CRIB. AUTOMATIC GATE, ALL THAT SHIT. WE BEGIN TO GET OUT OF THE CAR AND JANICE REACHES OVER TO SAY THANK YOU, AND KISSED THE FUCK OUT OF ME! I MEAN SHE HAD A SLOB GAME, BELIEVE THAT! MY DICK POPPED UP FASTER THAN HOT TOAST!!!
SO WE GET INTO THE CRIB AND SHE SHOWS ME AROUND THIS HUGE ASS FUCKIN HOUSE!! WHOOO... SHE TOOK ME TO THE KITCHEN AND SHE HAD THIS BIG ASS COUNTERTOP, JANICE JUMPED UP ON IT AND PULLED HER SKIRT UP AND SHE HAD ON A "THONG LIKE BODYSUIT" ON SMOTHERED IN HER FAT ASS AND SHE SAID: CAN YOU EAT MY PUSSY RIGHT FROM THE COUNTER?? IT'S BEEN A FANTASY OF MINE AND YOUR SO FUCKIN HOT I'VE GOT TO HAVE YOU!!! SHE KISSED ME AGAIN, SHE STARTED TO TAKE HER DRESS OFF, SHE KICKED THE RED PUMPS OFF AND SPREADED HER BRONZE COLORED BODY. I STARTED EATING THIS WOMAN, I DIDN'T EVEN KISS IT THAT GOOD AND SHE WAS MOANING TALKIN ABOUT; "I HAVEN'T HAD GOOD HEAD IN A VERY, VERY LONG TIME. I SAID WTF?? WHY IS THAT?? YOU'RE FINE AS HELL!! IF YOUR "HUSBAND" WOULDN'T I'M A NEIGHBOR THAT WILL!!
SO I CONTINUED TO EAT JANICE'S NICE TASTIN PUSSY, SHE STARTED TO LOOSEN UP HER LEGS AND ENJOY THE HEAD I WAS GIVING HER. SHE TOLD ME, OHH, BABYY, THAT IS SO FUCKIN GOOD, OOOHHHH, PLEASE STOP, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CUM LIKE I NEVER I JUST KNOW IT (breathing heavy than a ma fucker), STILL LICKING HER PUSSY, I STARTED KNEADING HER BIG ASS FUCKIN TITTIES, OH THEY WERE BIG AS HELL!! SHE GRABBED MY HAND AND STARTED SMASHING MY HAND HARD ON HER TITTIES AND GRINDING HER PUSSY UP TO MY FACE AND THEN SHE CAME SPASMING WITH VIOLENT JOLTS OF ECSTACY!! SHE SCREAMED OUT "FUCK YEAHHHHH, OOOHHHHHHH...,." GRABBING THE BACK OF MY HEAD GRINDING THAT "BALD BEAVER" ALL UP IN MY FACE!! SHE WAS SO WORKED UP, SHE JUMPED UP AND TORE MY SHIRT OFF, AND REACHED AT MY PANTS AND "DRAWS" TO PULL OUT MY DICK WHEN THIS SHOCKING LOOK OVER FACE WHEN SHE GRABBED MY DICK.
SHE LOOKED UP AT ME AND SAID: "OH MY GOODNESS, I'VE NEVER HAD ANYTHING THIS BIG IN MY LIFE!!!" I SAID WELL NOW YOU DO! SO SHE DROPPED DOWN AND STARTED SUCKIN THE FUCK OUT OF ME, SHE PLAYED A LITTLE GAME WITH IT TOO, CAUSE SHE WAS SUCKIN ME AND SCOOTIN BACK TO GET INTO HER BEDROOM. SO WE PROCEEDED TO GET ON THE BED, AND JANICE CONTINUED TO SUCK MY DICK AND TELL ME HOW SHE LOVED HAVING SUCH A FAT ASS DICK IN HER MOUTH!! LESS KNOWN A BLACK MAN IN THE FIRM!! SO SHE WENT INTO THIS POWERHOUSE SUCK SESSION, WOW!!! THE SHIT MADE MY TOES ROLL UP!! SHE THREW HER PUSSY IN MY FACE AND WE 69 FOR A WHILE, I GOT THIS OLDER WOMAN SO WORKED UP SHE STARTED LETTING ME KNOW THAT SHE'S NEVER DONE A BLACK MAN BEFORE, NOR, ANYONE MY SIZE OR GIRTH!!
SO I PUT A RUBBER ON AND SLIP INTO JANICE AND IT'S LIKE SHE STOPPED BREATHING, SHE DIDN'T QUITE HAVE THE FULL MOTION OF HER BODY AT FIRST BUT AS I CONTINUED SHE LOOSENED UP AND WAS ROLLIN WITH ME!! SHE STARTED BUCKING HER HIPS LIKE SHE KNEW SHE WAS RIDING WITH THE BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHE WAS YELL'N AND SCREAM'N TELLING ME HOW I'M STRETCHING HER PUSSY TO PROPORTIONS SHE'S NEVER THOUGHT EXISTED! SHE LET ME SINK ALL MY SHIT IN HER AND SHE SIGHED LIKE, ooooohhhhh...... ooooooohhhhhhh....oooooooohhhh...... PLEASE, THAT BIG DICK OF YOURS IS TOUCHING DEEP IN THERE. I TRIED TO PUT HER LEGS IN THE AIR BUT TO NO AVAIL. SHE WANTED TO FUCK ME DOGGY-STYLE, AND JANICE REACHED AROUND AND HELD HER ASS OPEN AND TOLD ME: "ENTER HERE"
WHEN I DID, SHE JUMPED AND YELLED AT THE SAME TIME AND SAID THAT'S PRETTY BIG, BE GENTLE!! I STARTED SLOW AND THEN WORKED TO A GOOD RHYTHM SHE WAS CREAM'N ALL OVER MY DICK, GRABBING AND SQUEEZING HER ASSCHEEKS. I FUCKED HER NICELY, AND HAD HER FUCKED UP TO THE POINT SHE WAS CUMMING BACK TO BACK, THEN THATS WHEN I STARTED TO GRAB HER NICE WAIST AND MASH THAT BRONZE ALL ON MY DICK AND SHE WAS LIKE, "I'M CUMMING SO FUCKIN MUCH" OHH.... IF MY HUSBAND COULD FUCK ME LIKE THIS, OH! SO I'M ABOUT READY TO FINISH UP AND BUST MY NUT SHE ASKED ME TO CUM IN HER MOUTH!! SO I STARTED CUMMING AND SHE DRANK All OF MY "DICK MILK", AND KEPT GOIN, TILL SHE GOT IT VERY, VERY SENSITIVE.
SO WE FINISHED UP AND I TOOK A SHOWER AND SHE DROVE ME TO MY CAR. SHE GAVE ME HER NUMBER AND SAID TO CALL HER IF I THINK ABOUT HER, AND SHE SECRETLY PUT 2 ONE HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS IN MY PAINTS AND SAID THAT I SHOULD GET PAID FOR ALL THE "MULTI-TASKING" THAT I DID!! SO THAT WAS IT FOR THAT NIGHT. SO I RETURN TO WORK AND ALLS WELL AT THE JOB WHEN I GET CALLED TO THE OWNER'S OFFICE. I SAID WHAT THE FUCK I DO IN ORDER TO GET SUCH A CALL TO "THE MAN" SO I WALK IN THERE AND MY BOSS TOLD ME TO SIT DOWN, HE WANTED ME TO MEET SOMEONE THAT NEEDED TO MY HELP. SO I SITTING THERE AND HE SAYS: THIS IS MY WIFE "JANICE" I LOOKED AROUND AND SAW THIS FINE ASS WOMAN THAT I JUST FUCKED THE OTHER NIGHT!! SHE INTRODUCED HERSELF AND SAID: IT'S NICE TO MEET YOU!! LIKE NOTHING EVER HAPPENED!! SO WE PROCEEDED WITH THE MEETING AND IT WAS AGREED THAT I WOULD PICK UP "JANICE" THIS EARLY EVENING AND DRIVE HER TO THE AIRPORT WHEN I GOT OFF. SO AS JANICE AND I WERE LEAVING MY BOSS TOLD ME TO STAY BACK FOR A MINUTE. I'M LIKE "HUH"
SO MY BOSS TOLD ME THAT HE NEEDED ME TO KEEP JANICE COMPANY AND THAT HE WANTED ME TO DO THE SAME SHIT I DID AFTER THE OFFICE PARTY. I ASKED, WHAT DID I DO??? HE SAID LISTEN, I KNOW WHAT WENT ON WHEN YOU LEFT THE PARTY WITH MY WIFE, CAUSE NEITHER ONE OF YOU WERE THERE. MIGHTY STRANGE Y'ALL TWO WERE THE ONLY ONES NOT THERE!!! BESIDES, I VIDEO TAPED THE WHOLE SESSION, AND I WOULD LIKE TO THANK YOU FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL TAPING OF YOU FUCKING THE SHIT OUT OF MY WIFE!! YOU'RE FIRED!! AND NOW I'M A FREE MAN AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!
SO WE'RE SITTING THERE TALKIN, WHEN SHE WAS ASKING ME ABOUT WHAT I DO AT THE FIRM? I TOLD HER I RUN THE "OPERATION CENTER", I'M A MULTI-TASKING TYPE OF GUY. SHE LAUGHED AND SAID IS THAT RIGHT? "SO THAT MEANS YOU CAN HANDLE ALL TYPES OF SITUATIONS??" I SAID: "OF COURSE THAT'S WHY I WORK FOR Y'ALL!!" THEN SHE WENT ON TO TELL ME ABOUT WHAT SHE DOES, AND THAT IS SHE A "HOUSEWIFE" HOW HER KIDS ARE IN COLLEGE, AND I SAID: "YOU DON'T LOOK LIKE YOU HAVE KIDS THAT OLD" SO SHE WAS SAYING SHE HAS A HOUSE, NICE RIDE, SO ON AND SO FORTH. SO AFTER ABOUT FOUR DRINKS AND CONVERSATION FOR THE MIND, WE STARTED DANCING, AFTER ABOUT 20 MINUTES ON THE DANCE FLOOR JANICE WANTED TO STEP OUTSIDE FOR A MINUTE TO SMOKE AND GET SOME AIR AND ASKED WOULD I JOIN HER??
THE WAY SHE LOOKED AND THE INTELLIGENT MIND, AND CONVERSATION, AND HER BEAUTY WAS RIGHT FOR A LADY HER AGE? IN THE BACK OF MY MIND I'M LIKE, "HELL YEAH" RIGHT, SO WE OUTSIDE TALKIN, SMOKIN, WHEN JANICE BROUGHT UP THE "MULTI-TASKING" PART OF OUR CONVERSATION. I TOLD HER: YEAH I LOVE MY JOB, LOVE WORKING FOR THE COMPANY!!! SHE SAID OH REALLY, I SAID YES! JANICE MOVED ALOT CLOSER AFTER SHE SAID A FEW THINGS LIKE: "IF YOU CAN MULTI-TASK THAT GOOD, WOULD YOU SHOW ME??" AND KISSED ME RIGHT ON THE MOUTH, I'M LIKE WHOA!! THIS FINE ASS WOMAN WANTING ME??
I TOLD HER: OH YEAH!! I BELIEVE I CAN HANDLE SUCH A TASK!! SO SHE SAID LETS GET OUT OF HERE. WE JUMPED IN EACH OTHERS CAR AND MET UP IN SHADYSIDE AT THIS LITTLE RITZY LIKE PLACE. ALOT CLASS WAS THERE CAUSE THERE WERE NO "THUGS UP IN DA CLUB" TYPE SHIT. SO WE BEGAN PARTYING AND KICKIN IT WHEN FINALLY WE ARE TANKED UP AND THAT'S WHEN CLAIMED THAT SHE COULDN'T DRIVE HOME, AND ASKED COULD I HELP HER TO GET HOME?? I SAID: I HAVE NO CHOICE NOW DO I?? SO I GET JANICE INTO THE CAR AND DRIVE AWAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN. SHE DIRECTED ME STRAIGHT TO HER HOUSE AND SAID TO PULL INTO THIS BIG ASS GATED CRIB. AUTOMATIC GATE, ALL THAT SHIT. WE BEGIN TO GET OUT OF THE CAR AND JANICE REACHES OVER TO SAY THANK YOU, AND KISSED THE FUCK OUT OF ME! I MEAN SHE HAD A SLOB GAME, BELIEVE THAT! MY DICK POPPED UP FASTER THAN HOT TOAST!!!
SO WE GET INTO THE CRIB AND SHE SHOWS ME AROUND THIS HUGE ASS FUCKIN HOUSE!! WHOOO... SHE TOOK ME TO THE KITCHEN AND SHE HAD THIS BIG ASS COUNTERTOP, JANICE JUMPED UP ON IT AND PULLED HER SKIRT UP AND SHE HAD ON A "THONG LIKE BODYSUIT" ON SMOTHERED IN HER FAT ASS AND SHE SAID: CAN YOU EAT MY PUSSY RIGHT FROM THE COUNTER?? IT'S BEEN A FANTASY OF MINE AND YOUR SO FUCKIN HOT I'VE GOT TO HAVE YOU!!! SHE KISSED ME AGAIN, SHE STARTED TO TAKE HER DRESS OFF, SHE KICKED THE RED PUMPS OFF AND SPREADED HER BRONZE COLORED BODY. I STARTED EATING THIS WOMAN, I DIDN'T EVEN KISS IT THAT GOOD AND SHE WAS MOANING TALKIN ABOUT; "I HAVEN'T HAD GOOD HEAD IN A VERY, VERY LONG TIME. I SAID WTF?? WHY IS THAT?? YOU'RE FINE AS HELL!! IF YOUR "HUSBAND" WOULDN'T I'M A NEIGHBOR THAT WILL!!
SO I CONTINUED TO EAT JANICE'S NICE TASTIN PUSSY, SHE STARTED TO LOOSEN UP HER LEGS AND ENJOY THE HEAD I WAS GIVING HER. SHE TOLD ME, OHH, BABYY, THAT IS SO FUCKIN GOOD, OOOHHHH, PLEASE STOP, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CUM LIKE I NEVER I JUST KNOW IT (breathing heavy than a ma fucker), STILL LICKING HER PUSSY, I STARTED KNEADING HER BIG ASS FUCKIN TITTIES, OH THEY WERE BIG AS HELL!! SHE GRABBED MY HAND AND STARTED SMASHING MY HAND HARD ON HER TITTIES AND GRINDING HER PUSSY UP TO MY FACE AND THEN SHE CAME SPASMING WITH VIOLENT JOLTS OF ECSTACY!! SHE SCREAMED OUT "FUCK YEAHHHHH, OOOHHHHHHH...,." GRABBING THE BACK OF MY HEAD GRINDING THAT "BALD BEAVER" ALL UP IN MY FACE!! SHE WAS SO WORKED UP, SHE JUMPED UP AND TORE MY SHIRT OFF, AND REACHED AT MY PANTS AND "DRAWS" TO PULL OUT MY DICK WHEN THIS SHOCKING LOOK OVER FACE WHEN SHE GRABBED MY DICK.
SHE LOOKED UP AT ME AND SAID: "OH MY GOODNESS, I'VE NEVER HAD ANYTHING THIS BIG IN MY LIFE!!!" I SAID WELL NOW YOU DO! SO SHE DROPPED DOWN AND STARTED SUCKIN THE FUCK OUT OF ME, SHE PLAYED A LITTLE GAME WITH IT TOO, CAUSE SHE WAS SUCKIN ME AND SCOOTIN BACK TO GET INTO HER BEDROOM. SO WE PROCEEDED TO GET ON THE BED, AND JANICE CONTINUED TO SUCK MY DICK AND TELL ME HOW SHE LOVED HAVING SUCH A FAT ASS DICK IN HER MOUTH!! LESS KNOWN A BLACK MAN IN THE FIRM!! SO SHE WENT INTO THIS POWERHOUSE SUCK SESSION, WOW!!! THE SHIT MADE MY TOES ROLL UP!! SHE THREW HER PUSSY IN MY FACE AND WE 69 FOR A WHILE, I GOT THIS OLDER WOMAN SO WORKED UP SHE STARTED LETTING ME KNOW THAT SHE'S NEVER DONE A BLACK MAN BEFORE, NOR, ANYONE MY SIZE OR GIRTH!!
SO I PUT A RUBBER ON AND SLIP INTO JANICE AND IT'S LIKE SHE STOPPED BREATHING, SHE DIDN'T QUITE HAVE THE FULL MOTION OF HER BODY AT FIRST BUT AS I CONTINUED SHE LOOSENED UP AND WAS ROLLIN WITH ME!! SHE STARTED BUCKING HER HIPS LIKE SHE KNEW SHE WAS RIDING WITH THE BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHE WAS YELL'N AND SCREAM'N TELLING ME HOW I'M STRETCHING HER PUSSY TO PROPORTIONS SHE'S NEVER THOUGHT EXISTED! SHE LET ME SINK ALL MY SHIT IN HER AND SHE SIGHED LIKE, ooooohhhhh...... ooooooohhhhhhh....oooooooohhhh...... PLEASE, THAT BIG DICK OF YOURS IS TOUCHING DEEP IN THERE. I TRIED TO PUT HER LEGS IN THE AIR BUT TO NO AVAIL. SHE WANTED TO FUCK ME DOGGY-STYLE, AND JANICE REACHED AROUND AND HELD HER ASS OPEN AND TOLD ME: "ENTER HERE"
WHEN I DID, SHE JUMPED AND YELLED AT THE SAME TIME AND SAID THAT'S PRETTY BIG, BE GENTLE!! I STARTED SLOW AND THEN WORKED TO A GOOD RHYTHM SHE WAS CREAM'N ALL OVER MY DICK, GRABBING AND SQUEEZING HER ASSCHEEKS. I FUCKED HER NICELY, AND HAD HER FUCKED UP TO THE POINT SHE WAS CUMMING BACK TO BACK, THEN THATS WHEN I STARTED TO GRAB HER NICE WAIST AND MASH THAT BRONZE ALL ON MY DICK AND SHE WAS LIKE, "I'M CUMMING SO FUCKIN MUCH" OHH.... IF MY HUSBAND COULD FUCK ME LIKE THIS, OH! SO I'M ABOUT READY TO FINISH UP AND BUST MY NUT SHE ASKED ME TO CUM IN HER MOUTH!! SO I STARTED CUMMING AND SHE DRANK All OF MY "DICK MILK", AND KEPT GOIN, TILL SHE GOT IT VERY, VERY SENSITIVE.
SO WE FINISHED UP AND I TOOK A SHOWER AND SHE DROVE ME TO MY CAR. SHE GAVE ME HER NUMBER AND SAID TO CALL HER IF I THINK ABOUT HER, AND SHE SECRETLY PUT 2 ONE HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS IN MY PAINTS AND SAID THAT I SHOULD GET PAID FOR ALL THE "MULTI-TASKING" THAT I DID!! SO THAT WAS IT FOR THAT NIGHT. SO I RETURN TO WORK AND ALLS WELL AT THE JOB WHEN I GET CALLED TO THE OWNER'S OFFICE. I SAID WHAT THE FUCK I DO IN ORDER TO GET SUCH A CALL TO "THE MAN" SO I WALK IN THERE AND MY BOSS TOLD ME TO SIT DOWN, HE WANTED ME TO MEET SOMEONE THAT NEEDED TO MY HELP. SO I SITTING THERE AND HE SAYS: THIS IS MY WIFE "JANICE" I LOOKED AROUND AND SAW THIS FINE ASS WOMAN THAT I JUST FUCKED THE OTHER NIGHT!! SHE INTRODUCED HERSELF AND SAID: IT'S NICE TO MEET YOU!! LIKE NOTHING EVER HAPPENED!! SO WE PROCEEDED WITH THE MEETING AND IT WAS AGREED THAT I WOULD PICK UP "JANICE" THIS EARLY EVENING AND DRIVE HER TO THE AIRPORT WHEN I GOT OFF. SO AS JANICE AND I WERE LEAVING MY BOSS TOLD ME TO STAY BACK FOR A MINUTE. I'M LIKE "HUH"
SO MY BOSS TOLD ME THAT HE NEEDED ME TO KEEP JANICE COMPANY AND THAT HE WANTED ME TO DO THE SAME SHIT I DID AFTER THE OFFICE PARTY. I ASKED, WHAT DID I DO??? HE SAID LISTEN, I KNOW WHAT WENT ON WHEN YOU LEFT THE PARTY WITH MY WIFE, CAUSE NEITHER ONE OF YOU WERE THERE. MIGHTY STRANGE Y'ALL TWO WERE THE ONLY ONES NOT THERE!!! BESIDES, I VIDEO TAPED THE WHOLE SESSION, AND I WOULD LIKE TO THANK YOU FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL TAPING OF YOU FUCKING THE SHIT OUT OF MY WIFE!! YOU'RE FIRED!! AND NOW I'M A FREE MAN AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!
FUCK STORY:Listening Party
It had been a long day for him. Deadlines, irritation caused by “ignant-ass” co-workers, car trouble. He was glad to see it end, not just because all of his tasks were completed, but sundown meant that he could get online and check in with the freaky folks of color he chatted with on a nightly basis. Normally timid, bashful and socially inept in person, he came into the room feeling loose and comfortable, letting fly with his offbeat sense of humor that kept his chat buddies in stitches. As the night progressed, the mood turned from humorous to horny, as those with the benefit of microphones and web cams congregated in a separate part of the chat. Feeling left out, he was given the password by an anonymous chatter and entered a world he would soon find amazement and reflection in.
As one sexy female voice talked over others, the conversation began to get sexual, and one brother stepped to the forefront for the good of all lovers of aural erotica. “I think you should let a listening audience hear you,” the smooth voice said to a lady who felt the need to take her climax into her own hands, so to speak. He was stunned. Was he really about to hear a live long distance sex session? He blinked his several times and shook his head twice to make sure he was hearing correctly. The next sound he heard assured him that he was in the right place.“Ohhhhhh,” the female voice writhed into the microphone. Her regular voice went up a few octaves as she began pleasuring herself, all while the smooth male voice ushered her into ecstasy with his words.
“That’s right girl,” the voice intoned. “Take it all. Get it all.” The temperature was already a fever pitch before she decided to grab her sexual aid. When the buzzing sounds and the unmistakable splish splash of damp pussy came into the equation, He was in a trance, listening to this nameless, faceless couple of who were not in the same room, yet had a chemistry intriguing enough to give all chatters a memorable show.Conversation turned into keystrokes as those who had microphones were silent as the two lovers did their thing.
“Don’t run from it girl,” the smooth voice instructed. “I can’t cum until you cum all over my dick.” The female chatters encouraged the voice’s passionate words, and combined with a smoothness most of us men lack, the voice continued the verbal assault on her vagina, and her lilting, falsetto-style moans sent Him over the edge. Turned on beyond belief, he resisted the urge to play his own instrument, but instead sat up and pressed the dated Sony walkman earphones closer to his head as the smooth and the satisfied combined to create one amazingly sexual and pleasing unit. With the one-on-one scene being played out in the room and everyone pecking away at their keyboards in awe, He couldn’t help but think he was part of a sonic orgy, a DSL Swingers’ Convention if you will.
He also couldn’t help but wonder how the moaning woman’s wetness measured out. Was the dildo slathered in white, not-so-thick cream? Or did her juices give the sexual apparatus a glistening, glowing sheen that would blind anyone if it were held up to light?
As much as he was turned on by the woman reaching her climax in the most unique of ways, he was also envious of the luuvvv doctor over there, laying down some serious game to get her to that point. He realized that while this awesome mixtape of masturbation was no doubt off the chain, he felt bad that he didn’t think women would ever get to that point with him and his mousy, proper diction-styled voice.
After the woman climax and all involved came back to Earth, He eventually went to sleep, feeling guilty about what he had heard and the conflicting feelings that came with it.
Yet and still, he’ll be back tonight to chat again and maybe hear more orgasms. The guilt and conflict isn’t that strong.
As one sexy female voice talked over others, the conversation began to get sexual, and one brother stepped to the forefront for the good of all lovers of aural erotica. “I think you should let a listening audience hear you,” the smooth voice said to a lady who felt the need to take her climax into her own hands, so to speak. He was stunned. Was he really about to hear a live long distance sex session? He blinked his several times and shook his head twice to make sure he was hearing correctly. The next sound he heard assured him that he was in the right place.“Ohhhhhh,” the female voice writhed into the microphone. Her regular voice went up a few octaves as she began pleasuring herself, all while the smooth male voice ushered her into ecstasy with his words.
“That’s right girl,” the voice intoned. “Take it all. Get it all.” The temperature was already a fever pitch before she decided to grab her sexual aid. When the buzzing sounds and the unmistakable splish splash of damp pussy came into the equation, He was in a trance, listening to this nameless, faceless couple of who were not in the same room, yet had a chemistry intriguing enough to give all chatters a memorable show.Conversation turned into keystrokes as those who had microphones were silent as the two lovers did their thing.
“Don’t run from it girl,” the smooth voice instructed. “I can’t cum until you cum all over my dick.” The female chatters encouraged the voice’s passionate words, and combined with a smoothness most of us men lack, the voice continued the verbal assault on her vagina, and her lilting, falsetto-style moans sent Him over the edge. Turned on beyond belief, he resisted the urge to play his own instrument, but instead sat up and pressed the dated Sony walkman earphones closer to his head as the smooth and the satisfied combined to create one amazingly sexual and pleasing unit. With the one-on-one scene being played out in the room and everyone pecking away at their keyboards in awe, He couldn’t help but think he was part of a sonic orgy, a DSL Swingers’ Convention if you will.
He also couldn’t help but wonder how the moaning woman’s wetness measured out. Was the dildo slathered in white, not-so-thick cream? Or did her juices give the sexual apparatus a glistening, glowing sheen that would blind anyone if it were held up to light?
As much as he was turned on by the woman reaching her climax in the most unique of ways, he was also envious of the luuvvv doctor over there, laying down some serious game to get her to that point. He realized that while this awesome mixtape of masturbation was no doubt off the chain, he felt bad that he didn’t think women would ever get to that point with him and his mousy, proper diction-styled voice.
After the woman climax and all involved came back to Earth, He eventually went to sleep, feeling guilty about what he had heard and the conflicting feelings that came with it.
Yet and still, he’ll be back tonight to chat again and maybe hear more orgasms. The guilt and conflict isn’t that strong.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
FUCK STORY:My Love, Here Comes The Rain
You could hear the sounds of hastened footsteps above the raindrops and the booming claps of thunder that this night held. The staccato tapping of black pumps running, accompanied by the rushed thunk and thud of a man’s business shoes. A young couple, both mid 20s, late 20s possibly, running in the rain, laughing and exclaiming surprise and shock, maybe even delight at being caught up in a late evening storm. They dash on until they come across a building well inhabited, but the side of the building is clear, a temporary shield from the rain.
He pulls her out of plain view; she in turn backs him against the brick wall, a sturdy red mural of aged beauty. There, they begin a deep passionate make-out session, her slender manicured hands softly and steadily caressing his back. They pull apart briefly, and he surveys the lay of the land. Whispering softly, he issues a challenge. “Right here?” His earnest and obviously aroused face lays cupped in her gorgeous hands, her thumbs gently wiping away the fallen raindrops from his cheeks. She chuckles and responds “Ha. You must be crazy, boy.”
“Am I?” He takes his hand and slides it under her dress, drawing only feigned resistance until his index and ring fingers find the oasis between her thighs. With his fingers making a “come here” movements inside her, she’s paralyzed by passion as he says slowly, in a husky tone, “I think we’re both crazy. And we’re gonna prove it tonight. Right here.” She nods approvingly and leans in for another kiss. Somehow, she managed to work her panties down to her ankles, lifting one leg back as she inconspicuously takes them off of the heel of her shoe and stuffs them in her purse. Undetected, he’s quick to unbuckle his pants, his Johnson leaping through the front of his boxers harder than college-level calc and ready for action.
Only faint shadows serve as an indicator of what is happening on the side of this building. To the trained eye, one can make out his snake-like motions in between her long legs, both of which stand in stark contrast. The left one holds steady to the ground, albeit with a slight shiver, while her right one extends high, perched on his left shoulder. Soft moans and murmurs fill the rainy air and you swear you can hear a saxophone in the distance along with a voice wailing repeatedly; My love, here comes the rain…My love, here comes the rain….
The rainfall becomes more rapid and intense, yet ignored like a homeless panhandler as the adventurous couple continue their passionate and risqué endeavor. He lifts her left leg to join the right and he holds her steady against the red brick, thrusting with more force than finesse than before. She buries her head in the crease between his neck and right shoulder to serve as a silencer for the unbridled scream of ecstasy she so desperately wants to release. He nudges her head up so he can look her in the eyes. She grips herself tighter around him and meets his thrusts by bouncing up and down on him. He can’t control his own growl as their climax is exhausting, draining, complete with passion. They slide to the unusually clean ground below, kissing and moaning as that saxophone plays and that voice returns.
My love, here comes the rain…My love, here comes the rain….My love, here comes the rain…
He pulls her out of plain view; she in turn backs him against the brick wall, a sturdy red mural of aged beauty. There, they begin a deep passionate make-out session, her slender manicured hands softly and steadily caressing his back. They pull apart briefly, and he surveys the lay of the land. Whispering softly, he issues a challenge. “Right here?” His earnest and obviously aroused face lays cupped in her gorgeous hands, her thumbs gently wiping away the fallen raindrops from his cheeks. She chuckles and responds “Ha. You must be crazy, boy.”
“Am I?” He takes his hand and slides it under her dress, drawing only feigned resistance until his index and ring fingers find the oasis between her thighs. With his fingers making a “come here” movements inside her, she’s paralyzed by passion as he says slowly, in a husky tone, “I think we’re both crazy. And we’re gonna prove it tonight. Right here.” She nods approvingly and leans in for another kiss. Somehow, she managed to work her panties down to her ankles, lifting one leg back as she inconspicuously takes them off of the heel of her shoe and stuffs them in her purse. Undetected, he’s quick to unbuckle his pants, his Johnson leaping through the front of his boxers harder than college-level calc and ready for action.
Only faint shadows serve as an indicator of what is happening on the side of this building. To the trained eye, one can make out his snake-like motions in between her long legs, both of which stand in stark contrast. The left one holds steady to the ground, albeit with a slight shiver, while her right one extends high, perched on his left shoulder. Soft moans and murmurs fill the rainy air and you swear you can hear a saxophone in the distance along with a voice wailing repeatedly; My love, here comes the rain…My love, here comes the rain….
The rainfall becomes more rapid and intense, yet ignored like a homeless panhandler as the adventurous couple continue their passionate and risqué endeavor. He lifts her left leg to join the right and he holds her steady against the red brick, thrusting with more force than finesse than before. She buries her head in the crease between his neck and right shoulder to serve as a silencer for the unbridled scream of ecstasy she so desperately wants to release. He nudges her head up so he can look her in the eyes. She grips herself tighter around him and meets his thrusts by bouncing up and down on him. He can’t control his own growl as their climax is exhausting, draining, complete with passion. They slide to the unusually clean ground below, kissing and moaning as that saxophone plays and that voice returns.
My love, here comes the rain…My love, here comes the rain….My love, here comes the rain…
The Art of Eating Pussy
There is nothing that makes a woman more unique thanher pussy. Pussies come in all different sizes, colorsand shapes. Some are tucked inside and some have thickluscious lips that come out to greet you. Some arenestled in brushes of fur and others are covered withtransparent fuzz. Others are shaved clean for thatdeliciously soft and sensual look. Appreciate yourwoman's unique qualities and tell her what makes herspecial. Women are a good deal more verbal than men,especially during lovemaking. They also respond moreto verbal love, which means, the more you talk to her,the easier it will be to give her a lasting impressionand get her to BEG you for more. Hearing that you findher hot and sexy and that she smells good and tastesgood while you are petting and stroking her beautifulpussy, makes her feel incredibly vulnerable to you,and can make a huge difference to her entire dynamicwith you. A smart man knows how to be sincere and to awoman, this is the difference between being fucked,and being made love to. An intimate man is much morearousing than one who doesn't know the art of beingnurturing.
Most women are shy and insecure about their bodies.Even if you've got the world's most gorgeous woman inbed with you, she's going to worry about how you likeher body. Tell her it's beautiful, tell her whichparts you like best, tell her how soft she is, but gether to trust you enough to let you down between herlegs. Now stop and look at what you see. Beautiful,isn't it?
Gently pull the lips apart and look at her inner lips,even lick them if you want to. Women have clits in alldifferent sizes, just like you guys have differentsized cocks. It doesn't mean a thing as far as hercapacity for orgasm. All it means is more of her ishidden underneath her foreskin.
Spreading a woman's pussy apart is incrediblyintimate. She knows you are seeing her most privateparts and this turns her on. Being totally exposed,helps her to show you how much she trusts you.
Whenever you touch a woman's pussy, make sure yourfinger is wet. You can lick it or moisten it withjuices from inside her. Be sure, by all means, to wetit before you touch her clit because it doesn't haveany juices of its own and is extremely sensitive.Yourfinger will stick to it if it's dry and that hurts.But you don't want to touch her clit right awayanyway. You have to work up to that. Her anticipationof you licking it can be a great way to build her upto arousal. Before she becomes aroused, her clit istoo delicate to be handled. Approach her pussy slowly.Now spread the tops of her pussy up until you can findher clit. When you gently pull the hood down to exposeher budding clitoris, it's like a little baby penis,red and wanton. It is very sensitive to touch,sucking, and blowing on. Experiment with what makesher moan. She will let you know when you are hurtingher. She would rather you explored her sensitivitiesby going too far, rather than being too gentle andineffective.
Many women use vibrators or masturbate a lot withtheir finger, so their clits might be insensitive.Where you will find some women are very sensitive to agentle touch, others might need a more wild,animalistic approach.
You can ask your woman which she prefers and proceedaccordingly. Women, even more so than men, love to beteased. Teasing, by avoiding the contact with the clitfor a long time, can send a woman into a frenzy onceyou finally DO make that magic contact. The inner partof her thigh is her most tender spot. Lick it, kissit, and make designs on it with the tip of yourtongue. Come dangerously close to her pussy, and thenfloat away. Make her anticipate it.
Now lick the crease where her leg joins her pussy.Nuzzle your face into her bush. Brush your lips overher slit without pressing down on it to further exciteher.
After you've done this to the point where your lady isbucking up from her seat and she's straining to getmore of you closer to her, then put your lips right ontop of her slit. Kiss her, gently, then harder. Nowuse your fingers to gently separate her pussy lips andwhen she opens up, run your tongue up and down betweenthe layers of folds. Gently spread her legs more withyour hands. Everything you do with a woman you'reabout to eat must be done tenderly. Tongue-fuck her.This feels divine. It also teases the hell out of herbecause by now she wants some attention given to herclit. Use your chin as well. Tongue her from thebottom of the slit, deeply into her pussy, and bringthe chin through the path as well If you have a day'sworth of growth on your chin, this sandpaper effectfeels wonderful on an aroused clitoris.You will noticeher screams and moans when you complete the path byrubbing your chin firmly over the clit (rather likelicking an ice cream cone).
Bald men can even rub their heads firmly up and downthe area to further excite her and give a unique andrewarding experience.
Check it out. See if her clit has gotten hard enoughto peek out of it's covering. If so, lick it. If youcan't see it, it might still be waiting for youunderneath. So bring your tongue up to the top of herslit and feel for her clit. You may barely experienceits presence. But even if you can't feel the tinypearl, you can make it swell by licking the skin thatcovers it. Lick hard now and press into her skin.Gently pull the pussy lips away and flick your tongueagainst the clit, hood covered or not. Do thisquickly. This should cause her legs to shudder or herback to arch. Once this happens, you had better bewilling to go the distance.
When you sense she's getting up there toward orgasm,make your lips into an O and take the clit into yourmouth. Start to suck gently and watch your lady's facefor her reaction. If she can handle it, begin to suckharder. Suck the whole labia (inner lips, sometimes abig flap) into your mouth while tonguing it. If shelikes it, suck even harder. You can even bite down onthe lips and clit a bit to heighten her sensations. Gowith her. If she lifts her pelvis into the air withthe tension of her rising orgasm, move with her, don'tfight her. Hang on, and keep your hot mouth on herclit. Don't let go. That's what she'll be saying too:'Don't stop. Don't ever stop!' There's a reason forthat; most men stop too soon. She is letting you knowthat this action is what it is going to take to gether over the edge. It takes the same motion over andover again to get her to the crescendo that you aretrying to achieve. More experienced gobblers know tocontinue doing the same motion until she cums.
There's another thing you can do to intensify yourwoman's pleasure. You can finger-fuck her or use adildo while she's enjoying your clit-licking talents,before, during or after. She'll really like it. Inaddition to the erogenous zones surrounding her clit,a woman has another extremely sensitive area at theroof of her vagina. This is what you rub up againstduring penetration.
Take two fingers. One is too skinny and three are toowide to get deep enough. Make sure they're wet so youdon't irritate her skin. Slide them inside, slowly atfirst, then a little faster. Fuck her with themrhythmically. Speed up only when she does. Listen toher breathing. She'll let you know what to do.
If you're sucking her clit and finger-fucking her atthe same time, you're giving her far more stimulationthan you would be giving her with your cock alone. Soyou can count on it that she's getting high on this.If there's any doubt, check her out for symptoms. Eachwoman is unique. You may have one whose nipples gethard when she's excited or only when she's having anorgasm. Your girl might flush red or begin to tremble.Get to know her symptoms and you'll be a moresensitive lover.
When she starts to have an orgasm, for heaven's sakes,don't let go of that clit. Hang in there for theduration. When she starts to come down from the firstorgasm, press your tongue along the underside of theclit, leaving your lips covering the top. Move yourtongue in and out of her pussy. If your fingers areinside, move them a little too, gently though, thingsare extremely sensitive just now. If you play yourcards right, you'll get some multiple orgasms thisway. A woman stays excited for a full hour after she'shad an orgasm.
A more advanced technique that comes with experience,is when you are fucking her doggie style and you pullout, and get down and devour her pussy from thatangle. The sensations she feels with this techniquemake the difference between a good lover and asensational lover. A man who is about to cum whilefucking doggie style, but who pulls out because heknows his partner is not yet ready to join him incumming together, can make a wonderful offering byusing this trick to get her more aroused. Some womencan't cum in this position because they don't have theclitoral stimulation that they need, especially if theman has a smaller penis, and does not quite rub herg-spot enough to make her cum. Of the women I haveasked if a man has ever done this, the one's who havewere totally delighted, and said it was rare but thatthey wished all men would do it.
The last advice I have for you is this: After you'vemade her come, made her your slave by giving her thebest head she's ever had, don't leave her alone justyet. Talk to her, stroke her body, caress her breasts.Keep making love to her quietly until she has come allthe way down.
A man can get off and go to sleep in the same breathand feel no remorse, no sense of loss. But a woman bynature requires some sensitivity from her lover inthose first few moments after sex. Oral sex can be themost exciting sexual experiences you can have. Butit's what you make it. Take your time, practice often,and pay attention to your lover's signals, and most ofall, enjoy yourself and your woman.
Most women are shy and insecure about their bodies.Even if you've got the world's most gorgeous woman inbed with you, she's going to worry about how you likeher body. Tell her it's beautiful, tell her whichparts you like best, tell her how soft she is, but gether to trust you enough to let you down between herlegs. Now stop and look at what you see. Beautiful,isn't it?
Gently pull the lips apart and look at her inner lips,even lick them if you want to. Women have clits in alldifferent sizes, just like you guys have differentsized cocks. It doesn't mean a thing as far as hercapacity for orgasm. All it means is more of her ishidden underneath her foreskin.
Spreading a woman's pussy apart is incrediblyintimate. She knows you are seeing her most privateparts and this turns her on. Being totally exposed,helps her to show you how much she trusts you.
Whenever you touch a woman's pussy, make sure yourfinger is wet. You can lick it or moisten it withjuices from inside her. Be sure, by all means, to wetit before you touch her clit because it doesn't haveany juices of its own and is extremely sensitive.Yourfinger will stick to it if it's dry and that hurts.But you don't want to touch her clit right awayanyway. You have to work up to that. Her anticipationof you licking it can be a great way to build her upto arousal. Before she becomes aroused, her clit istoo delicate to be handled. Approach her pussy slowly.Now spread the tops of her pussy up until you can findher clit. When you gently pull the hood down to exposeher budding clitoris, it's like a little baby penis,red and wanton. It is very sensitive to touch,sucking, and blowing on. Experiment with what makesher moan. She will let you know when you are hurtingher. She would rather you explored her sensitivitiesby going too far, rather than being too gentle andineffective.
Many women use vibrators or masturbate a lot withtheir finger, so their clits might be insensitive.Where you will find some women are very sensitive to agentle touch, others might need a more wild,animalistic approach.
You can ask your woman which she prefers and proceedaccordingly. Women, even more so than men, love to beteased. Teasing, by avoiding the contact with the clitfor a long time, can send a woman into a frenzy onceyou finally DO make that magic contact. The inner partof her thigh is her most tender spot. Lick it, kissit, and make designs on it with the tip of yourtongue. Come dangerously close to her pussy, and thenfloat away. Make her anticipate it.
Now lick the crease where her leg joins her pussy.Nuzzle your face into her bush. Brush your lips overher slit without pressing down on it to further exciteher.
After you've done this to the point where your lady isbucking up from her seat and she's straining to getmore of you closer to her, then put your lips right ontop of her slit. Kiss her, gently, then harder. Nowuse your fingers to gently separate her pussy lips andwhen she opens up, run your tongue up and down betweenthe layers of folds. Gently spread her legs more withyour hands. Everything you do with a woman you'reabout to eat must be done tenderly. Tongue-fuck her.This feels divine. It also teases the hell out of herbecause by now she wants some attention given to herclit. Use your chin as well. Tongue her from thebottom of the slit, deeply into her pussy, and bringthe chin through the path as well If you have a day'sworth of growth on your chin, this sandpaper effectfeels wonderful on an aroused clitoris.You will noticeher screams and moans when you complete the path byrubbing your chin firmly over the clit (rather likelicking an ice cream cone).
Bald men can even rub their heads firmly up and downthe area to further excite her and give a unique andrewarding experience.
Check it out. See if her clit has gotten hard enoughto peek out of it's covering. If so, lick it. If youcan't see it, it might still be waiting for youunderneath. So bring your tongue up to the top of herslit and feel for her clit. You may barely experienceits presence. But even if you can't feel the tinypearl, you can make it swell by licking the skin thatcovers it. Lick hard now and press into her skin.Gently pull the pussy lips away and flick your tongueagainst the clit, hood covered or not. Do thisquickly. This should cause her legs to shudder or herback to arch. Once this happens, you had better bewilling to go the distance.
When you sense she's getting up there toward orgasm,make your lips into an O and take the clit into yourmouth. Start to suck gently and watch your lady's facefor her reaction. If she can handle it, begin to suckharder. Suck the whole labia (inner lips, sometimes abig flap) into your mouth while tonguing it. If shelikes it, suck even harder. You can even bite down onthe lips and clit a bit to heighten her sensations. Gowith her. If she lifts her pelvis into the air withthe tension of her rising orgasm, move with her, don'tfight her. Hang on, and keep your hot mouth on herclit. Don't let go. That's what she'll be saying too:'Don't stop. Don't ever stop!' There's a reason forthat; most men stop too soon. She is letting you knowthat this action is what it is going to take to gether over the edge. It takes the same motion over andover again to get her to the crescendo that you aretrying to achieve. More experienced gobblers know tocontinue doing the same motion until she cums.
There's another thing you can do to intensify yourwoman's pleasure. You can finger-fuck her or use adildo while she's enjoying your clit-licking talents,before, during or after. She'll really like it. Inaddition to the erogenous zones surrounding her clit,a woman has another extremely sensitive area at theroof of her vagina. This is what you rub up againstduring penetration.
Take two fingers. One is too skinny and three are toowide to get deep enough. Make sure they're wet so youdon't irritate her skin. Slide them inside, slowly atfirst, then a little faster. Fuck her with themrhythmically. Speed up only when she does. Listen toher breathing. She'll let you know what to do.
If you're sucking her clit and finger-fucking her atthe same time, you're giving her far more stimulationthan you would be giving her with your cock alone. Soyou can count on it that she's getting high on this.If there's any doubt, check her out for symptoms. Eachwoman is unique. You may have one whose nipples gethard when she's excited or only when she's having anorgasm. Your girl might flush red or begin to tremble.Get to know her symptoms and you'll be a moresensitive lover.
When she starts to have an orgasm, for heaven's sakes,don't let go of that clit. Hang in there for theduration. When she starts to come down from the firstorgasm, press your tongue along the underside of theclit, leaving your lips covering the top. Move yourtongue in and out of her pussy. If your fingers areinside, move them a little too, gently though, thingsare extremely sensitive just now. If you play yourcards right, you'll get some multiple orgasms thisway. A woman stays excited for a full hour after she'shad an orgasm.
A more advanced technique that comes with experience,is when you are fucking her doggie style and you pullout, and get down and devour her pussy from thatangle. The sensations she feels with this techniquemake the difference between a good lover and asensational lover. A man who is about to cum whilefucking doggie style, but who pulls out because heknows his partner is not yet ready to join him incumming together, can make a wonderful offering byusing this trick to get her more aroused. Some womencan't cum in this position because they don't have theclitoral stimulation that they need, especially if theman has a smaller penis, and does not quite rub herg-spot enough to make her cum. Of the women I haveasked if a man has ever done this, the one's who havewere totally delighted, and said it was rare but thatthey wished all men would do it.
The last advice I have for you is this: After you'vemade her come, made her your slave by giving her thebest head she's ever had, don't leave her alone justyet. Talk to her, stroke her body, caress her breasts.Keep making love to her quietly until she has come allthe way down.
A man can get off and go to sleep in the same breathand feel no remorse, no sense of loss. But a woman bynature requires some sensitivity from her lover inthose first few moments after sex. Oral sex can be themost exciting sexual experiences you can have. Butit's what you make it. Take your time, practice often,and pay attention to your lover's signals, and most ofall, enjoy yourself and your woman.
FUCK STORY: I'm In Luv With A Stripper
It started out as a typical Saturday for me, wash and dry clothes, wash and and wax the whip, run over my parent's house to chill a couple of hours, grocery shop, then head home to watch HBO's Saturday night movie, life of a single black man that's overworked and undersexed. On my way home from Publix I started thinking about going out to Stroker's one of the classier black strip joints in the ATL or just keep it hood and go to Pleaser's down the street. I kept it hood. Walking into Pleaser's on a Saturday night was standing room only so I picked my corner for the night and got a Grey Goose and pineapple juice to get a buzz going. The majority of the dancer's were phine as hell but as always in the hood you had your share of war wounds and blonde wigs. One particular dancer caught my eye, red boned sista about 5'3'', 130lbs and a perfect ass like that girl Ayisha from perfectshots.tv, she was dancing for this heavy set brotha that kept blowin smoke in her face, obviously irritated by his behavior she refused him anymore dances and went to the back to clean up. The D.J. called the next dancer to the stage while I had this dark skin, phat booty sista named Seduction grinding me like we were fucking in the corner. ''Lil Baby to the stage, Lil Baby to the stage'' the D.J. called out and there she was 5'3'' 130lbs of red bone heaven, my dick got hard as hell just watching her walk to the stage, it must have made Seduction happy too cause she was grinding her ass hard as ever against my dick. I had given Lil Baby so much attention on stage I almost forgot about Seduction sexy ass until she reached behind her and dug her fingernails into my forearms, I started to kick her ass off me but I realized she was cummin and that stroked a nigga's ego so I was cool. Seduction turned to me with a flushed face and half closed eyes and said ''nigga you made me cum'' and kissed my lips after I paid her $40 for the dances and the ego stroke. I looked onstage to see that Lil Baby was gone and another dancer had taken her place. I went to the bar to get another drink when I spotted Lil Baby walking out of the back dressing room heading for the floor to do her rounds, I quickly paid for my drink and beelined my ass to her. When I got to her she was like ''I see you enjoyed Seduction", I responded ''I think she enjoyed me more'', she gave me a sly smirk and asked me to follow her. We got to my corner spot and she whispered in my ear "make me feel good'' I got another ego boost. After 5 straight dances she complained that her feet were killing her so we went to an empty booth and ordered some drinks and started talking and trippin, we found out we didn't stay far from each other and she asked for my number and said she would hit me up during the week, I call that shit stripper talk cause they rarely call your ass if you give them your number. After a brief hug goodbye I was off to the house.
After about 3 days I had given up all hope of her calling and went on with my daily routine. One Sunday afternoon while hooping with the fellas she decided to call me but my phone was in the car and I had missed her call, since I had to drop my boys off I decided to call her at home to avoid any potential cock blocking and me putting a nigga out of my whip on the side of the road. I got home and retrieved her number from my missed calls list and hit the send button. ''Hello''... ''What's up mama?''... ''Nothing, who is this?''..."Phoenix, we met at Pleaser's a few weeks ago, you called me about 2 hours ago.'' ..."Oh yeah, what's up wit cha?"... "Shit, trying to get with you this evening."... "Really?"... "Yeah, so you up for some dinner maybe a movie?"..."Maybe, but I really hate going to theaters."..."That's cool, how about you swing over to my crib, I'll get some Dinner going and we can check out some shit out here, make it a Blockbuster night."..."That sounds alot better, but can yo black ass cook''... ''Fo Sho.''..."So what we eating?..."Let's see I got some Lobster tails in the fridge that I was going to cook last night but I went out instead, I can get them going if you in the mood for it."... ''Cool, give me an hour?''..."You live round the block!"..."I have to look good though.".. "Alright,an hour."She walked in the crib about 8:20, I had the atmosphere just right, dinner, lights low, The Whisper's "In The Mood" playing softly in the background, I thought my shit was pimp tight. I hit her off with a glass of white zinfadel to relax her and get her head right, she followed me into the kitchen to see if I really had skills or ran up to Red Lobster. When she actually seen a brotha cooking she had this look like she was impressed, I couldn't help but notice the dimple on the left side of her face so I went over to kiss it and she invited me to her lips, even better. We conversated a bit after dinner, after I put the dishes in the dishwasher we sat on the couch and talked some more, the funny thing is I was more interested in getting too know her than getting the ass at this point, but she sure as hell wasn't about to find that out. I asked was she ready for the movie and she said she didn't want to watch T.V. she wanted to dance, my freaky ass was thinking she was talking about stripping for a nigga but she made it clear that wasn't going too happen, yet.
I put my Ipod on my slow jam mix that had about 1100 slow jams on it and let it run, we danced like we had known each other for ages, moves were insync like a bitch. I started feeling on her ass over her sundress and her shit was Charmin soft, I don't know if you ever felt a girl's ass when she wears a sundress but it the most incredible shit. She turned her back to me and started rubbing that ass against the bulge in my Sean John pants, she danced with her eyes closed as if she had been taken to a place of pure joy and extacy,she was sexy as hell. She asked was it cool if she stayed the night of course I said hell yeah and made a call to work to let them know a nigga would be ghost in the morning. We went upstairs to the bedroom and she suggested a shower, I got towels and a new bar of soap out the closet while she started the water. She looked so good bent over the tub I wanted to ram my dick in her right there, I chilled though, cause I had all night to put the naughty on LaSheba (her real name). She walked over to me seductively undid the buttons of my shirt and lifting my wife beater over my head she gently bit my left nipple, that shit drove me crazy. I lifted her dress over her head and off and hung it on the bathroom door, I turned around and admired her body head to toe licking my lips because I could not wait to have my head buried in between her thighs. We stepped under the stream of hot water and kissed like we were old lovers who had been seperated for months, she sucked my bottom lip into her mouth and dug her fingers into my ass cheeks. Our kissing intensified when I lifted her up she wrapped her legs around my waist, I placed her back up against the wall of the shower and she reached between my legs and put my dick inside of her. She through her head back in pleasure and all she kept saying was...damn...that's good dick daddy... you fuck me so good... It had been months since I was with a woman so I knew I wouldn't last long, but long enough for her to cum. When she came I came right behind her skeeting my love juice all up in that pussy, I let her down and she almost fell her knees were so weak. We washed each other clean and went into the bedroom for the main event.
I opened the patio blinds so that the moonlight shined thourghout the room, without saying a word she laid across the bed I laid on top of her and drowned her with my tounge. I moved down to her breast and licked them top to bottom and all around. I moved to her belly button and teased her a bit sticking just the point of my finger into her pussy and around her clit, she was soaking wet. I wanted so badly to eat her out but she was begging for the dick again and guided my missle into her, she held onto one ass cheek and took hold of one the bed post with the other while I fucked her as hard as she liked, we looked into one another's eyes and confirmed that this shit was the bomb.I stopped only to change positions, laying on my back she moved down on the bed a little and started sucking her cum off my dick, she sucked it with so much enthusiasim, I put my hands behind her head and guided her up and down my shaft. I figured she wanted me to cum in her mouth but she would have to wait a while longer, I pulled out of her mouth and told her to lie on her stomach, I put a pillow under her so that her ass was arched in the air and dug into her pussy from behind with my tounge, making it a point to lick that cute little asshole of hers also. That shit drove her mad as she grinded her ass all in my face, I was loving that shit, and then she fed me so much cum I damn near choked licking it all out of her.She stayed in that position as my dick entered her again she wanted it harder and I gave it to her, she was screaming and creaming for dear life, she came hardest when I would take my thumb and rubbed her asshole while banging her brains out. She looked back at me with a look of satifaction on her face and said ''fuck me in the ass'' I was in love with a stripper ya'll. Since I ain't the type of nigga that have K-Y jelly in stock we used Johnson and Johnson baby lotion instead. Her ass was the most delightful fuck I have ever had I beat that shit like it was her pussy but she seemed to enjoy every moment of it, I couldn't fight it any longer and sent buckets of nut into her tight asshole. We feel the fuck out exhausted from our fucking. When I woke up in the morning she was already in the shower, she left the door open so I went in with her, she let the water hit my body awhile then washed me clean. She went down on her knees to give my dick special attention, afterwashing it she gave me the best morning time head in my life and didn't let up until I busted my load into her mouth, she was swallower. I walked her to her car and kissed her goodbye, we made plans to sit and talk and see where we wanted to go with this and she was off. I walked in the house and shut the door and sreamed at the top my lungs ''THAT ASS WAS OFF THE HOOK."
After about 3 days I had given up all hope of her calling and went on with my daily routine. One Sunday afternoon while hooping with the fellas she decided to call me but my phone was in the car and I had missed her call, since I had to drop my boys off I decided to call her at home to avoid any potential cock blocking and me putting a nigga out of my whip on the side of the road. I got home and retrieved her number from my missed calls list and hit the send button. ''Hello''... ''What's up mama?''... ''Nothing, who is this?''..."Phoenix, we met at Pleaser's a few weeks ago, you called me about 2 hours ago.'' ..."Oh yeah, what's up wit cha?"... "Shit, trying to get with you this evening."... "Really?"... "Yeah, so you up for some dinner maybe a movie?"..."Maybe, but I really hate going to theaters."..."That's cool, how about you swing over to my crib, I'll get some Dinner going and we can check out some shit out here, make it a Blockbuster night."..."That sounds alot better, but can yo black ass cook''... ''Fo Sho.''..."So what we eating?..."Let's see I got some Lobster tails in the fridge that I was going to cook last night but I went out instead, I can get them going if you in the mood for it."... ''Cool, give me an hour?''..."You live round the block!"..."I have to look good though.".. "Alright,an hour."She walked in the crib about 8:20, I had the atmosphere just right, dinner, lights low, The Whisper's "In The Mood" playing softly in the background, I thought my shit was pimp tight. I hit her off with a glass of white zinfadel to relax her and get her head right, she followed me into the kitchen to see if I really had skills or ran up to Red Lobster. When she actually seen a brotha cooking she had this look like she was impressed, I couldn't help but notice the dimple on the left side of her face so I went over to kiss it and she invited me to her lips, even better. We conversated a bit after dinner, after I put the dishes in the dishwasher we sat on the couch and talked some more, the funny thing is I was more interested in getting too know her than getting the ass at this point, but she sure as hell wasn't about to find that out. I asked was she ready for the movie and she said she didn't want to watch T.V. she wanted to dance, my freaky ass was thinking she was talking about stripping for a nigga but she made it clear that wasn't going too happen, yet.
I put my Ipod on my slow jam mix that had about 1100 slow jams on it and let it run, we danced like we had known each other for ages, moves were insync like a bitch. I started feeling on her ass over her sundress and her shit was Charmin soft, I don't know if you ever felt a girl's ass when she wears a sundress but it the most incredible shit. She turned her back to me and started rubbing that ass against the bulge in my Sean John pants, she danced with her eyes closed as if she had been taken to a place of pure joy and extacy,she was sexy as hell. She asked was it cool if she stayed the night of course I said hell yeah and made a call to work to let them know a nigga would be ghost in the morning. We went upstairs to the bedroom and she suggested a shower, I got towels and a new bar of soap out the closet while she started the water. She looked so good bent over the tub I wanted to ram my dick in her right there, I chilled though, cause I had all night to put the naughty on LaSheba (her real name). She walked over to me seductively undid the buttons of my shirt and lifting my wife beater over my head she gently bit my left nipple, that shit drove me crazy. I lifted her dress over her head and off and hung it on the bathroom door, I turned around and admired her body head to toe licking my lips because I could not wait to have my head buried in between her thighs. We stepped under the stream of hot water and kissed like we were old lovers who had been seperated for months, she sucked my bottom lip into her mouth and dug her fingers into my ass cheeks. Our kissing intensified when I lifted her up she wrapped her legs around my waist, I placed her back up against the wall of the shower and she reached between my legs and put my dick inside of her. She through her head back in pleasure and all she kept saying was...damn...that's good dick daddy... you fuck me so good... It had been months since I was with a woman so I knew I wouldn't last long, but long enough for her to cum. When she came I came right behind her skeeting my love juice all up in that pussy, I let her down and she almost fell her knees were so weak. We washed each other clean and went into the bedroom for the main event.
I opened the patio blinds so that the moonlight shined thourghout the room, without saying a word she laid across the bed I laid on top of her and drowned her with my tounge. I moved down to her breast and licked them top to bottom and all around. I moved to her belly button and teased her a bit sticking just the point of my finger into her pussy and around her clit, she was soaking wet. I wanted so badly to eat her out but she was begging for the dick again and guided my missle into her, she held onto one ass cheek and took hold of one the bed post with the other while I fucked her as hard as she liked, we looked into one another's eyes and confirmed that this shit was the bomb.I stopped only to change positions, laying on my back she moved down on the bed a little and started sucking her cum off my dick, she sucked it with so much enthusiasim, I put my hands behind her head and guided her up and down my shaft. I figured she wanted me to cum in her mouth but she would have to wait a while longer, I pulled out of her mouth and told her to lie on her stomach, I put a pillow under her so that her ass was arched in the air and dug into her pussy from behind with my tounge, making it a point to lick that cute little asshole of hers also. That shit drove her mad as she grinded her ass all in my face, I was loving that shit, and then she fed me so much cum I damn near choked licking it all out of her.She stayed in that position as my dick entered her again she wanted it harder and I gave it to her, she was screaming and creaming for dear life, she came hardest when I would take my thumb and rubbed her asshole while banging her brains out. She looked back at me with a look of satifaction on her face and said ''fuck me in the ass'' I was in love with a stripper ya'll. Since I ain't the type of nigga that have K-Y jelly in stock we used Johnson and Johnson baby lotion instead. Her ass was the most delightful fuck I have ever had I beat that shit like it was her pussy but she seemed to enjoy every moment of it, I couldn't fight it any longer and sent buckets of nut into her tight asshole. We feel the fuck out exhausted from our fucking. When I woke up in the morning she was already in the shower, she left the door open so I went in with her, she let the water hit my body awhile then washed me clean. She went down on her knees to give my dick special attention, afterwashing it she gave me the best morning time head in my life and didn't let up until I busted my load into her mouth, she was swallower. I walked her to her car and kissed her goodbye, we made plans to sit and talk and see where we wanted to go with this and she was off. I walked in the house and shut the door and sreamed at the top my lungs ''THAT ASS WAS OFF THE HOOK."
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
FUCK STORY:Strictly Business
Ok, here we go. Another fine Tuesday morning. Now if I can just make it to my office without anyone pulling me aside to talk to me about some bullshit that I don’t want to be bothered with…then I should be cool. There’s Tracy…what a slut…shouldn’t you be under someone’s desk by now giving them a blowjob?…there’s Alex…the Motor City motor mouth…I know, I know…the Pistons won last night…don’t have time to hear about it from you right now… No Karen…I don’t want any Girl Scout cookies…Uh oh…it’s Doris…don’t look directly at her…man that was close...my God that is one UGLY woman. Okay…my office is right around the corner.
Mission accomplished. I walked into my office, sat down, took a sip of my morning coffee and I was ready to go. I had a lot of work to do and only a short time to get it done. I was just reaching for the phone to tell my secretary to hold my calls when…BEEP BEEP…BEEP BEEP. My cell phone. New Text Message. “SENIOR STAFF MEETING – 10 MINS – 5TH FLR CONF. RM.” DAMMIT. How am I supposed to get any work done if I can’t stay in my office long enough to GET ANY FUCKIN” WORK DONE?
It was one of those all day meetings. I took a look at the clock and it was almost 4:30. SHIT…another day gone by and I had nothing to show for it. The only way I was going to get my work done was to stay late and work in the quietness of an empty office. I made a few quick phone calls and took care of some other paperwork. As 5:30 hit and the last of the stragglers were leaving I thought to myself ‘ok…they’re all gone…I can FINALLY get some shit done’.
I got right to it. It’s amazing how much you can get done without all the distractions. Things were going faster than I expected. After about 2 hours of working non-stop, I was a little tired. I wanted to go home but I was making progress and didn’t want to stop the flow. I put my head down to catch a quick nap. I was awakened by sounds coming from out in the main office area. Must be the cleaning crew. Then there was a knock at my door. DAMMIT…I WANNA SLEEP…“YEAH…WHAT IS IT?!?!?!?”. The door opened…“Mr. Blake?...is that you?
“Oh…hey Sonja…I’m sorry…I thought you were the cleaning crew”
“Mr. Blake…the cleaning crew only comes on Mondays and Thursdays…today is Tuesday”.
Sonja Cruz had been my secretary for the last three years. She was the best secretary I ever had. She made my job so easy. She took care of everything. She made my travel reservations when I had to go to conferences, she always made sure I stuck to my schedule, she even took care of picking up and dropping off my dry cleaning. She even ordered flowers for my wife on our anniversary and Valentines Day. As a matter of fact, when I was working 18 hour days for 3 straight weeks, she went out and did my Christmas shopping. She was great. All the other senior executives in my region were jealous because I had the best secretary – hands down. They all hired young, pretty girls that they figured they could manipulate and get some free pussy from. But those girls were just eye candy. They didn’t actually do any work. And the ones that were spreading their legs for their bosses were so high maintenance, the sex wasn’t worth the trouble.
Now Sonja may not have been as young and pretty as those girls but she worked her ass off for me. And to be honest, I thought she was cuter than all those other broads anyway…in her own special way. They were all leggy blondes with no shape and a pretty face. But If I had to describe Sonja in one word it would be…SPICY. She had substance. She was a REAL woman – ALL WOMAN. She was 48 years old, a single mom with two sons that were almost my age. She came to the US from El Salvador as a teenager. I always thought she was a nice looking chick. She didn’t look 48 to begin with. Her face had character but she looked to be in her early 30s. She had a nice body. Think Pam Grier from the movie “Jackie Brown”. Very curvy with HUGE tits…double Ds easy…with no sag. And she had a nice plump ass to go with it. Nothing major…but definitely enough to get your attention. I loved the way it wiggled when she walked. She rarely wore skirts but when she did you could tell she had some nice legs…especially for a woman her age. I thought she was downright sexy. The only bad thing about her was her hair. She had nice hair but she always wore it pinned up in a big bun on top of her head. Everyone around the office used to joke and say it was a surgical implant because it never seemed to move and always looked exactly the same. They started calling her “Seven of Nine”. If you ever watched Start Trek Voyager then you understand.
Sonja and I had a unique relationship. At 48 years old she was almost old enough to be my mother. And I think the fact that she was divorced and living alone sometimes brought out the flirt in her. Sometimes she would unbutton her top two buttons on her blouse and lean over the front of my desk to give me a good look at her cleavage. Or she would sit on my lap in my office and rub my thighs under my desk. And, when she got up to walk away I always gave her a little pat on her soft ass. She just giggled as she put a little extra shimmy in her walk on the way out of my office. We flirted with each other a lot but I was married and it was just innocent fun for us – nothing more.
I asked Sonja “what are you doing here?” She answered in her thick Latin accent. “Oh…I came to use the printer…mine is broken and my grandson needs some stuff printed out for school tomorrow…what are you doing here?” I answered “I’m just trying to finish up some work…I was taking a quick nap when you walked in”.
She started walking toward me. This was my first time ever seeing her like this. She was wearing skin tight stretch pants that showed off her ass and a low cut tank top. Looking at her cleavage was like looking into the Grand Canyon. Her body was looking very nice. She also had her hair down so you could actually see how long it was. She came over and sat on my lap and said “Mr. Blake (she always called me Mr. no matter how many times I asked her not to) I’m a little worried about you…is everything okay?” I told her everything was fine. She said “are you sure?...because you’ve been acting strange the last few weeks”. As she got off my lap and moved around behind my chair I said “yeah…its cool…I’ve just been under a lot of stress lately?” She started to rub my shoulders and said “You got that right…I can feel the tension in your shoulders…your muscles are all knotted up”. I told her “yeah…it’s this Ridgeview project. This project would normally take two people about a month to complete…Hanson is making me do it by myself and he only gave me 3 weeks…I think the old man is trying to kill me”. As Sonja continued to rub me down she said “I know Mr. Blake but that’s nothing new for you. You always take the hard jobs and make it look easy. That’s why you’re the youngest senior exec in this company. So that can’t be all that’s bugging you…it must be something else”. She was right…there was more. I took a deep breath and said “do you remember the last meeting we had with K&W when you sat in for me?”
“Yes…I remember. I was so happy you let me sit in on such an important meeting”
“Well, I asked you to sit in for me because I had to leave early that day to take Michelle to the airport. Her aunt in Chicago is really sick and she went to go take care of her and try to get her into a good nursing home. So I’ve been home alone with her mom and the kids since then”.
She quickly spun my chair around and got right in my face. As she put her hands down on my armrests, her big full tits were almost touching my face. I could smell her perfume…she smelled good enough to eat. She looked down at me and said “AYE DIOS MIO SEÑOR BLAKE!!! (she always let her Spanish slip out when she got excited…and she loved to call me Señor when we were flirting) that meeting was almost a month ago…and you’ve been without your wife ever since?...no wonder you’re so tense. You’re gonna need more than just a shoulder rub to make you feel better”. Before I could say anything, she turned and quickly walked out of my office. I barely was able to watch her booty shake as she disappeared. I thought to myself ‘man…what’s up with her?’…as I started to get back to work. But she was right. I needed some serious stress relief.
She came back a few minutes later. Magically her hair was back up in her usual office style. She came over to me and set a cup of tea on the desk.
“Thanks Sonja…but you know how much I hate tea”.
“I know Señor Blake…the tea is not for you…it’s for me”. Then she turned my chair around so my back was to the door. She said “take off your shoes” which I did. Then she reached down and grabbed my belt. I quickly grabbed her hand.
“SONJA…WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!”
“I need to take off your pants”
“ARE YOU CRAZY…I’M A MARRIED MAN”
“Do you want me to help you or not?…your wife is a thousand miles away and you need someone to take care of you so you can get your work done. I’m just going to help you relax…that’s all”.
I held her by the wrist for a moment. She was right. I was totally backed up. I hadn’t busted a nut since the day my wife left…and it was starting to drive me crazy. Besides, Sonja was looking very delicious and I always figured it was just a matter of time before something like this happened. I was in no position to resist her. After almost a month with no sex I was at the end of my rope. I let go of her wrist and she continued to undo my pants. She slid them down and even took the time to fold them neatly as she set them on the floor. She then removed my boxers and exposed my limp dick. She looked down at it – “mmmmm…very nice Señor Blake…y muy grande” as she licked her thick pouty lips. I tried not to feel embarrassed as she picked up the hot cup of tea in her left hand. She held it for a few seconds, set it down, and then immediately put that same hand on my cock. The heat on her hand from the hot mug was intense. My dick immediately started to rise as she rubbed and massaged it with her hot hand. Then with the other hand she picked up the tea, and in one smooth motion drank it about halfway down…in one big gulp. I just sat there and watched in amazement. That tea had to be boiling hot and she just drank it like it was a glass of water. Then she got down on her knees in front of me. She pulled me down closer to her. I was slightly slouched in the chair as my nuts hung free. She said “just relax…this should help”. She got down low and I closed my eyes. I could feel the tip of her tongue on my nuts. She was lifting them up with her tongue and balancing them – almost like she was weighing them. I could feel the heat from the hot tea on her tongue. She was breathing hot air on my nuts and it was enough to drive me crazy. Then she took one in her hot mouth and slowly, gently sucked on it. She did the same with the other…and then BOTH. My nuts were soaking in her warm wet mouth as I could feel her tongue massaging them. It was incredible. Then she released my nuts and placed the tip of her tongue right at that spot where the shaft and the ballsack come together. She moved her tongue in small tight circles to massage that little area and it gave me a tingle that was unreal. I just sat back and moaned as she continued. Then she took her tongue and slowly ran it up the entire length of the underside of my shaft. She left a trail of heat as she slowly made her way to the head. When she got to the head she licked it softly, applying a nice coat of moisture to it with her tongue.
I was in heaven. She was like a master surgeon at work. Everything she did was slow, smooth, and deliberate. She used her mouth to do things to my cock that I had never felt before. She was in total control like a puppet master and she had my dick singing and dancing. After a few more soft slow licks she took the hot cup of tea and gulped the rest of it down. She waited a second, took a deep breath and damn near impaled her throat with my rock hard cock. In less than a second she had my dick so deep in her mouth that my pubic hairs were tickling her nose. And the feeling was OFF THE FUCKIN’ CHAIN. Between the heat from the tea and the feeling of being that deep in her throat, I thought I was going to faint. It felt so good it almost hurt. She was using her mouth and tongue to loosen and tighten the pressure on my cock while her lips pulsated around the base of my shaft. I was thinking to myself ‘I wish Michelle knew how to do that’.
She held me deep in her mouth for a while. When the heat in her mouth started to cool down she slowly drew back all the way to the head and then went back down deep again. She continued to do this over and over very very slowly. VERY SLOWLY! I’ve never been blown like this before. She just kept going slow and steady. When she took me in deep she would pause for about 2 seconds, give a little squeeze with her throat and then pull back to the head. It was incredible. This woman was to the blowjob what Michael Jordan is to basketball – THE BEST EVER.
Soon I was getting impatient. I need to let off this nut I had been holding in. It was like watching a Mike Tyson punch in super slow-motion. You know its going to hit hard but its taking forever. I decided to help speed things up. I put my hand on the back of Sonja’s head and pushed her down to make her go faster. She immediately pushed my hand away and stopped the blowjob. She seemed angry as she looked at me – “STOP THAT SEÑOR BLAKE – YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO SIT STILL. LET ME DO THIS…I KNOW WHAT I’M DOING”. Okay Ms. Cruz…you’re the boss. I just sat back, relaxed, and let her do her thing.
As time went on she continued with the same slow, smooth stroke. Her speed and technique never changed. And this was what I call a “pure” blowjob – NO HANDS. She kept her hands on my thighs as she went up…and down…and up…and down. It had been about ten minutes. All of a sudden I got a strong tingling sensation. I let out a slight moan when it hit me. Then it got stronger…and stronger. Sonja looked up at me as I started to moan. Her beautiful hazel eyes were locked on mine as the tingle got stronger. This was it…I was getting ready to blow my load. And I could tell that this was going to be a big one. I was curious to see how Sonja would handle it so I kept my eyes fixed on her. As my orgasm continued to build she took one hand and ever so gently started rubbing my nuts. After about another minute I couldn’t handle it anymore. I clinched my fist and stiffened up in the chair as I started to empty my balls straight into Sonja’s mouth. It was so intense. At first it was coming out of me in one long stream...like when you take a piss but way more intense. She kept looking at me and never changed what she was doing. Her up and down motion remained steady. Even though I was already releasing my jizz into her mouth I could tell that this was just the opening act. This was just the build-up to the main event. The explosion was continuing to build up in me. Then all of a sudden it felt like my dick was trying to jump out of Sonja’s mouth and I released a glob of nut that came out of me so hard I felt like I lost weight. My head got light and I felt warm all over as I shot glob after glob. My dick was firing off like a tank cannon. I could see and feel it throbbing violently in her mouth. The amazing thing was…Sonja never skipped a beat. She seemed to be completely ignoring the fact that her mouth was being filled by what felt like a gallon of my thick cum. Her eyes remained locked on mine as she was still going steady. She was like a robot…never sped up or slowed down. And being the multi tasker that she was, I could actually hear the gulping sound of her swallowing this massive load I was feeding her. It felt like I shot enough cum into her mouth to almost fill up her empty tea cup.
After an eternity of shooting cum into my sexy big-titted secretary’s mouth I was completely spent. I was out of breath and had actually broken a sweat. But I felt good. Sonja was still going at it. I looked down at her and told her she had just given me the best blowjob I’ve ever had. When I gently touched her forehead to get her to release me she let out a muffled “umm mmm” as if she was saying “no”. She grabbed my hand and put it back on the chair as she continued blowing me. I guess she wasn’t finished yet. I sat back feeling fully satisfied and let her continue. I was feeling really good. After a few minutes I felt that tingle welling up in me again. A few seconds later I was firing off another batch of hot cum into her hungry mouth. This load was not quite as big as the first but pretty close. As I got to the end she grabbed my cock with one hand around the base and jacked me off with my dick still jammed in her mouth. With one last big gulp she swallowed everything down and slowly slid her lips up to my head and took my dick out of her mouth. A few more licks on the tip and she was all done. DAMN…2 loads from one blowjob…INCREDIBLE!!!
She gave her lips a thorough licking as she got up off her knees. Then she said “is there anything else I can do for you?” I just sat there dumbfounded as I shook my head no. She said “ok…I’ll see you in the morning” and nonchalantly walked out like it was business as usual. I sat there for a minute trying to understand what had just happened. Not only did I just get the best blowjob in the history of the universe…but it was from my SECRETARY. She had sucked my dick the same way she did everything else for me…thoroughly and efficiently. And she acted like it was nothing. I felt a little guilty as I glanced at my wife’s picture on my desk but that soon went away. I was clear headed and ready to get back to work. I stayed at the office for another 30 minutes and then left. I slept like a baby that night.
The next day as I got to my office, when I walked past Sonja’s desk she greeted me with her usual “Good Morning Mr. Blake” but I could barely look at her. I went in my office and just sat there starring into space. All I could think about was last night. Finally, I called Sonja into my office. I told her we had to talk.
“I wanted to talk about what happened last night”
“Was I able to help you?...or maybe you needed something more.”
“Yes it helped…it was very good…maybe a little too good…but I need to know why you did it. You know I’m married…I can’t give you a raise right now…so what’s up…why did you do that?”
She broke out in a huge laugh. I was confused. Sensing my confusion she broke it down for me. “Señor Blake…you’re a very smart man but you just don’t get it. You’re a good boss and I like you but that blowjob was strictly business, nothing more. Don’t get me wrong, you’re a nice looking man but I know you love your wife and to be honest I don’t even like you in that way. And I certainly don’t need to suck your dick to get a raise. My work speaks for itself. Do you think I flirt with you because I’m attracted to you or because I want more money? Hell no…that’s not why I do it and that’s not why I gave you that blowjob. I do those things for the same reason I answer your phone or book your appointments. I’M YOUR SECRETARY…IT’S MY JOB. I’m not like those other secretaries. I love my job and I take it very seriously. And we both know I’m very good at what I do. My job is to do the little things to make you comfortable so you can do your job. That’s why I take care of your dry cleaning and getting flowers for your wife. You’re a busy man and you don’t have time to do that shit. So I do it for you. You need to keep a clear head to do your work. That’s why I let you look down my blouse and smack my booty. It makes you just horny enough to go home and fuck your wife’s brains out. Then after fucking her, you come to work the next day clear headed and relaxed. But in this case, your wife wasn’t here to take care of you and it was affecting your work. So I did what any GOOD secretary SHOULD do. I got on my knees and I sucked your dick the best I could. And I could tell by the size of the load you gave me that you really needed it. Maybe next time you feel stressed out some of this good pussy might be what you need. That’s fine. Whatever it takes for you to be happy. Cuz when you’re happy, I’m happy”.
WOW…now that’s loyalty. She should be Employee of the Century. Now I didn’t feel so bad. In her mind, she was just doing her job. And I was happy to let her do it.
At the end of the day as Sonja was walking out to go home she asked me if I would be working late again. When I told her yes she said “if you need anything…anything at all, call me and I will give you what you need”. Later that night I could not resist her offer and I called her. She showed up…IN HER WORK CLOTHES (hair pulled up and all) and I sat back and relaxed in my chair while she dropped her skirt and panties and rode my dick. The inside of her pussy felt just as good as her mouth. After I was done filling her tight heavenly pussy with a load of hot cum, she got down under my desk and sucked me clean while I continued to work. She continued to suck me off late into the night until my work was done. When I made my presentation a week later, I got big kudos from the boss. But I told him I could not have done it without Sonja’s help.
Man…I can’t wait until the next time Michelle goes out of town.
Mission accomplished. I walked into my office, sat down, took a sip of my morning coffee and I was ready to go. I had a lot of work to do and only a short time to get it done. I was just reaching for the phone to tell my secretary to hold my calls when…BEEP BEEP…BEEP BEEP. My cell phone. New Text Message. “SENIOR STAFF MEETING – 10 MINS – 5TH FLR CONF. RM.” DAMMIT. How am I supposed to get any work done if I can’t stay in my office long enough to GET ANY FUCKIN” WORK DONE?
It was one of those all day meetings. I took a look at the clock and it was almost 4:30. SHIT…another day gone by and I had nothing to show for it. The only way I was going to get my work done was to stay late and work in the quietness of an empty office. I made a few quick phone calls and took care of some other paperwork. As 5:30 hit and the last of the stragglers were leaving I thought to myself ‘ok…they’re all gone…I can FINALLY get some shit done’.
I got right to it. It’s amazing how much you can get done without all the distractions. Things were going faster than I expected. After about 2 hours of working non-stop, I was a little tired. I wanted to go home but I was making progress and didn’t want to stop the flow. I put my head down to catch a quick nap. I was awakened by sounds coming from out in the main office area. Must be the cleaning crew. Then there was a knock at my door. DAMMIT…I WANNA SLEEP…“YEAH…WHAT IS IT?!?!?!?”. The door opened…“Mr. Blake?...is that you?
“Oh…hey Sonja…I’m sorry…I thought you were the cleaning crew”
“Mr. Blake…the cleaning crew only comes on Mondays and Thursdays…today is Tuesday”.
Sonja Cruz had been my secretary for the last three years. She was the best secretary I ever had. She made my job so easy. She took care of everything. She made my travel reservations when I had to go to conferences, she always made sure I stuck to my schedule, she even took care of picking up and dropping off my dry cleaning. She even ordered flowers for my wife on our anniversary and Valentines Day. As a matter of fact, when I was working 18 hour days for 3 straight weeks, she went out and did my Christmas shopping. She was great. All the other senior executives in my region were jealous because I had the best secretary – hands down. They all hired young, pretty girls that they figured they could manipulate and get some free pussy from. But those girls were just eye candy. They didn’t actually do any work. And the ones that were spreading their legs for their bosses were so high maintenance, the sex wasn’t worth the trouble.
Now Sonja may not have been as young and pretty as those girls but she worked her ass off for me. And to be honest, I thought she was cuter than all those other broads anyway…in her own special way. They were all leggy blondes with no shape and a pretty face. But If I had to describe Sonja in one word it would be…SPICY. She had substance. She was a REAL woman – ALL WOMAN. She was 48 years old, a single mom with two sons that were almost my age. She came to the US from El Salvador as a teenager. I always thought she was a nice looking chick. She didn’t look 48 to begin with. Her face had character but she looked to be in her early 30s. She had a nice body. Think Pam Grier from the movie “Jackie Brown”. Very curvy with HUGE tits…double Ds easy…with no sag. And she had a nice plump ass to go with it. Nothing major…but definitely enough to get your attention. I loved the way it wiggled when she walked. She rarely wore skirts but when she did you could tell she had some nice legs…especially for a woman her age. I thought she was downright sexy. The only bad thing about her was her hair. She had nice hair but she always wore it pinned up in a big bun on top of her head. Everyone around the office used to joke and say it was a surgical implant because it never seemed to move and always looked exactly the same. They started calling her “Seven of Nine”. If you ever watched Start Trek Voyager then you understand.
Sonja and I had a unique relationship. At 48 years old she was almost old enough to be my mother. And I think the fact that she was divorced and living alone sometimes brought out the flirt in her. Sometimes she would unbutton her top two buttons on her blouse and lean over the front of my desk to give me a good look at her cleavage. Or she would sit on my lap in my office and rub my thighs under my desk. And, when she got up to walk away I always gave her a little pat on her soft ass. She just giggled as she put a little extra shimmy in her walk on the way out of my office. We flirted with each other a lot but I was married and it was just innocent fun for us – nothing more.
I asked Sonja “what are you doing here?” She answered in her thick Latin accent. “Oh…I came to use the printer…mine is broken and my grandson needs some stuff printed out for school tomorrow…what are you doing here?” I answered “I’m just trying to finish up some work…I was taking a quick nap when you walked in”.
She started walking toward me. This was my first time ever seeing her like this. She was wearing skin tight stretch pants that showed off her ass and a low cut tank top. Looking at her cleavage was like looking into the Grand Canyon. Her body was looking very nice. She also had her hair down so you could actually see how long it was. She came over and sat on my lap and said “Mr. Blake (she always called me Mr. no matter how many times I asked her not to) I’m a little worried about you…is everything okay?” I told her everything was fine. She said “are you sure?...because you’ve been acting strange the last few weeks”. As she got off my lap and moved around behind my chair I said “yeah…its cool…I’ve just been under a lot of stress lately?” She started to rub my shoulders and said “You got that right…I can feel the tension in your shoulders…your muscles are all knotted up”. I told her “yeah…it’s this Ridgeview project. This project would normally take two people about a month to complete…Hanson is making me do it by myself and he only gave me 3 weeks…I think the old man is trying to kill me”. As Sonja continued to rub me down she said “I know Mr. Blake but that’s nothing new for you. You always take the hard jobs and make it look easy. That’s why you’re the youngest senior exec in this company. So that can’t be all that’s bugging you…it must be something else”. She was right…there was more. I took a deep breath and said “do you remember the last meeting we had with K&W when you sat in for me?”
“Yes…I remember. I was so happy you let me sit in on such an important meeting”
“Well, I asked you to sit in for me because I had to leave early that day to take Michelle to the airport. Her aunt in Chicago is really sick and she went to go take care of her and try to get her into a good nursing home. So I’ve been home alone with her mom and the kids since then”.
She quickly spun my chair around and got right in my face. As she put her hands down on my armrests, her big full tits were almost touching my face. I could smell her perfume…she smelled good enough to eat. She looked down at me and said “AYE DIOS MIO SEÑOR BLAKE!!! (she always let her Spanish slip out when she got excited…and she loved to call me Señor when we were flirting) that meeting was almost a month ago…and you’ve been without your wife ever since?...no wonder you’re so tense. You’re gonna need more than just a shoulder rub to make you feel better”. Before I could say anything, she turned and quickly walked out of my office. I barely was able to watch her booty shake as she disappeared. I thought to myself ‘man…what’s up with her?’…as I started to get back to work. But she was right. I needed some serious stress relief.
She came back a few minutes later. Magically her hair was back up in her usual office style. She came over to me and set a cup of tea on the desk.
“Thanks Sonja…but you know how much I hate tea”.
“I know Señor Blake…the tea is not for you…it’s for me”. Then she turned my chair around so my back was to the door. She said “take off your shoes” which I did. Then she reached down and grabbed my belt. I quickly grabbed her hand.
“SONJA…WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!”
“I need to take off your pants”
“ARE YOU CRAZY…I’M A MARRIED MAN”
“Do you want me to help you or not?…your wife is a thousand miles away and you need someone to take care of you so you can get your work done. I’m just going to help you relax…that’s all”.
I held her by the wrist for a moment. She was right. I was totally backed up. I hadn’t busted a nut since the day my wife left…and it was starting to drive me crazy. Besides, Sonja was looking very delicious and I always figured it was just a matter of time before something like this happened. I was in no position to resist her. After almost a month with no sex I was at the end of my rope. I let go of her wrist and she continued to undo my pants. She slid them down and even took the time to fold them neatly as she set them on the floor. She then removed my boxers and exposed my limp dick. She looked down at it – “mmmmm…very nice Señor Blake…y muy grande” as she licked her thick pouty lips. I tried not to feel embarrassed as she picked up the hot cup of tea in her left hand. She held it for a few seconds, set it down, and then immediately put that same hand on my cock. The heat on her hand from the hot mug was intense. My dick immediately started to rise as she rubbed and massaged it with her hot hand. Then with the other hand she picked up the tea, and in one smooth motion drank it about halfway down…in one big gulp. I just sat there and watched in amazement. That tea had to be boiling hot and she just drank it like it was a glass of water. Then she got down on her knees in front of me. She pulled me down closer to her. I was slightly slouched in the chair as my nuts hung free. She said “just relax…this should help”. She got down low and I closed my eyes. I could feel the tip of her tongue on my nuts. She was lifting them up with her tongue and balancing them – almost like she was weighing them. I could feel the heat from the hot tea on her tongue. She was breathing hot air on my nuts and it was enough to drive me crazy. Then she took one in her hot mouth and slowly, gently sucked on it. She did the same with the other…and then BOTH. My nuts were soaking in her warm wet mouth as I could feel her tongue massaging them. It was incredible. Then she released my nuts and placed the tip of her tongue right at that spot where the shaft and the ballsack come together. She moved her tongue in small tight circles to massage that little area and it gave me a tingle that was unreal. I just sat back and moaned as she continued. Then she took her tongue and slowly ran it up the entire length of the underside of my shaft. She left a trail of heat as she slowly made her way to the head. When she got to the head she licked it softly, applying a nice coat of moisture to it with her tongue.
I was in heaven. She was like a master surgeon at work. Everything she did was slow, smooth, and deliberate. She used her mouth to do things to my cock that I had never felt before. She was in total control like a puppet master and she had my dick singing and dancing. After a few more soft slow licks she took the hot cup of tea and gulped the rest of it down. She waited a second, took a deep breath and damn near impaled her throat with my rock hard cock. In less than a second she had my dick so deep in her mouth that my pubic hairs were tickling her nose. And the feeling was OFF THE FUCKIN’ CHAIN. Between the heat from the tea and the feeling of being that deep in her throat, I thought I was going to faint. It felt so good it almost hurt. She was using her mouth and tongue to loosen and tighten the pressure on my cock while her lips pulsated around the base of my shaft. I was thinking to myself ‘I wish Michelle knew how to do that’.
She held me deep in her mouth for a while. When the heat in her mouth started to cool down she slowly drew back all the way to the head and then went back down deep again. She continued to do this over and over very very slowly. VERY SLOWLY! I’ve never been blown like this before. She just kept going slow and steady. When she took me in deep she would pause for about 2 seconds, give a little squeeze with her throat and then pull back to the head. It was incredible. This woman was to the blowjob what Michael Jordan is to basketball – THE BEST EVER.
Soon I was getting impatient. I need to let off this nut I had been holding in. It was like watching a Mike Tyson punch in super slow-motion. You know its going to hit hard but its taking forever. I decided to help speed things up. I put my hand on the back of Sonja’s head and pushed her down to make her go faster. She immediately pushed my hand away and stopped the blowjob. She seemed angry as she looked at me – “STOP THAT SEÑOR BLAKE – YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO SIT STILL. LET ME DO THIS…I KNOW WHAT I’M DOING”. Okay Ms. Cruz…you’re the boss. I just sat back, relaxed, and let her do her thing.
As time went on she continued with the same slow, smooth stroke. Her speed and technique never changed. And this was what I call a “pure” blowjob – NO HANDS. She kept her hands on my thighs as she went up…and down…and up…and down. It had been about ten minutes. All of a sudden I got a strong tingling sensation. I let out a slight moan when it hit me. Then it got stronger…and stronger. Sonja looked up at me as I started to moan. Her beautiful hazel eyes were locked on mine as the tingle got stronger. This was it…I was getting ready to blow my load. And I could tell that this was going to be a big one. I was curious to see how Sonja would handle it so I kept my eyes fixed on her. As my orgasm continued to build she took one hand and ever so gently started rubbing my nuts. After about another minute I couldn’t handle it anymore. I clinched my fist and stiffened up in the chair as I started to empty my balls straight into Sonja’s mouth. It was so intense. At first it was coming out of me in one long stream...like when you take a piss but way more intense. She kept looking at me and never changed what she was doing. Her up and down motion remained steady. Even though I was already releasing my jizz into her mouth I could tell that this was just the opening act. This was just the build-up to the main event. The explosion was continuing to build up in me. Then all of a sudden it felt like my dick was trying to jump out of Sonja’s mouth and I released a glob of nut that came out of me so hard I felt like I lost weight. My head got light and I felt warm all over as I shot glob after glob. My dick was firing off like a tank cannon. I could see and feel it throbbing violently in her mouth. The amazing thing was…Sonja never skipped a beat. She seemed to be completely ignoring the fact that her mouth was being filled by what felt like a gallon of my thick cum. Her eyes remained locked on mine as she was still going steady. She was like a robot…never sped up or slowed down. And being the multi tasker that she was, I could actually hear the gulping sound of her swallowing this massive load I was feeding her. It felt like I shot enough cum into her mouth to almost fill up her empty tea cup.
After an eternity of shooting cum into my sexy big-titted secretary’s mouth I was completely spent. I was out of breath and had actually broken a sweat. But I felt good. Sonja was still going at it. I looked down at her and told her she had just given me the best blowjob I’ve ever had. When I gently touched her forehead to get her to release me she let out a muffled “umm mmm” as if she was saying “no”. She grabbed my hand and put it back on the chair as she continued blowing me. I guess she wasn’t finished yet. I sat back feeling fully satisfied and let her continue. I was feeling really good. After a few minutes I felt that tingle welling up in me again. A few seconds later I was firing off another batch of hot cum into her hungry mouth. This load was not quite as big as the first but pretty close. As I got to the end she grabbed my cock with one hand around the base and jacked me off with my dick still jammed in her mouth. With one last big gulp she swallowed everything down and slowly slid her lips up to my head and took my dick out of her mouth. A few more licks on the tip and she was all done. DAMN…2 loads from one blowjob…INCREDIBLE!!!
She gave her lips a thorough licking as she got up off her knees. Then she said “is there anything else I can do for you?” I just sat there dumbfounded as I shook my head no. She said “ok…I’ll see you in the morning” and nonchalantly walked out like it was business as usual. I sat there for a minute trying to understand what had just happened. Not only did I just get the best blowjob in the history of the universe…but it was from my SECRETARY. She had sucked my dick the same way she did everything else for me…thoroughly and efficiently. And she acted like it was nothing. I felt a little guilty as I glanced at my wife’s picture on my desk but that soon went away. I was clear headed and ready to get back to work. I stayed at the office for another 30 minutes and then left. I slept like a baby that night.
The next day as I got to my office, when I walked past Sonja’s desk she greeted me with her usual “Good Morning Mr. Blake” but I could barely look at her. I went in my office and just sat there starring into space. All I could think about was last night. Finally, I called Sonja into my office. I told her we had to talk.
“I wanted to talk about what happened last night”
“Was I able to help you?...or maybe you needed something more.”
“Yes it helped…it was very good…maybe a little too good…but I need to know why you did it. You know I’m married…I can’t give you a raise right now…so what’s up…why did you do that?”
She broke out in a huge laugh. I was confused. Sensing my confusion she broke it down for me. “Señor Blake…you’re a very smart man but you just don’t get it. You’re a good boss and I like you but that blowjob was strictly business, nothing more. Don’t get me wrong, you’re a nice looking man but I know you love your wife and to be honest I don’t even like you in that way. And I certainly don’t need to suck your dick to get a raise. My work speaks for itself. Do you think I flirt with you because I’m attracted to you or because I want more money? Hell no…that’s not why I do it and that’s not why I gave you that blowjob. I do those things for the same reason I answer your phone or book your appointments. I’M YOUR SECRETARY…IT’S MY JOB. I’m not like those other secretaries. I love my job and I take it very seriously. And we both know I’m very good at what I do. My job is to do the little things to make you comfortable so you can do your job. That’s why I take care of your dry cleaning and getting flowers for your wife. You’re a busy man and you don’t have time to do that shit. So I do it for you. You need to keep a clear head to do your work. That’s why I let you look down my blouse and smack my booty. It makes you just horny enough to go home and fuck your wife’s brains out. Then after fucking her, you come to work the next day clear headed and relaxed. But in this case, your wife wasn’t here to take care of you and it was affecting your work. So I did what any GOOD secretary SHOULD do. I got on my knees and I sucked your dick the best I could. And I could tell by the size of the load you gave me that you really needed it. Maybe next time you feel stressed out some of this good pussy might be what you need. That’s fine. Whatever it takes for you to be happy. Cuz when you’re happy, I’m happy”.
WOW…now that’s loyalty. She should be Employee of the Century. Now I didn’t feel so bad. In her mind, she was just doing her job. And I was happy to let her do it.
At the end of the day as Sonja was walking out to go home she asked me if I would be working late again. When I told her yes she said “if you need anything…anything at all, call me and I will give you what you need”. Later that night I could not resist her offer and I called her. She showed up…IN HER WORK CLOTHES (hair pulled up and all) and I sat back and relaxed in my chair while she dropped her skirt and panties and rode my dick. The inside of her pussy felt just as good as her mouth. After I was done filling her tight heavenly pussy with a load of hot cum, she got down under my desk and sucked me clean while I continued to work. She continued to suck me off late into the night until my work was done. When I made my presentation a week later, I got big kudos from the boss. But I told him I could not have done it without Sonja’s help.
Man…I can’t wait until the next time Michelle goes out of town.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
FUCK STORY: Fucking the Help, Act 1--Tanisha the Housekeeper
I pulled up to the Bell house at 7:45 AM, exactly fifteen minutes early. It was raining outside that day—I distinctly remember Jeanie complaining that she shouldn’t have let her car sit in the driveway. Throwing my newspaper over my head, I dashed to the front door and went inside.
I almost knocked Mrs. Bell over after slamming the door behind me. She was hopping on one leg in the foyer, pulling on her heels on her way out the door.
“Hello Tanisha,” she said, holding the wall for support.
“Hello Mrs. Bell.” I was careful not to get any water on her expensive suit as I dropped the paper to the floor.
“A bit cold for skirts today, dontcha think?”
I looked at her, forcing myself not to smile.
“It’s just from the car to the house and back. I get hot when I’m working.”
She wasn’t even listening—I could tell from the absent-minded look on her face as she primped in the mirror.
“Make sure you sweep the laundry room; you forgot to do it Monday.”
“Sorry, I was rushing. I’ll do it first thing.”
Jeanie looked at me with a disapproving look on her face. I knew that I would have probably been replaced awhile ago if it were up to her. But what Jeanine didn’t know is that I would never be fired. Not as long as she was married to Dean.
“Have a good day, Mrs. Bell,” I said as she opened the door and walked out. Jeanine simply raised her hand without turning back and hurried to her car. I looked out the window as she backed out of the driveway and drove down Privet Drive.
Now that she was gone I had to get to work. I primped in the same mirror that she used just seconds ago. My makeup was still intact and my hair was fine. Satisfied, I went upstairs and walked down the hallways to Dean’s office.
When I opened the door, I found him sitting behind his desk as usual, the telephone receiver wedged between his shoulder and his head. He usually spent half the day or more arguing with someone on the phone. He looked up from his monitor briefly as I walked in and waved me over.
“She gone?” he said, covering the mouthpiece with his hand. I shook my head yes, resting my hand on the back of his leather chair.
Dean patted the top of the desk, which I knew to mean he wanted me up there. As he wheeled himself backwards, I sat down on the finished surface and slid back, letting my legs dangle off the edge. Barely looking at me, Dean wheeled himself up to my knees and began untying my shoes. Even though he was only ten years older than me, there’s something so fatherly about having him take off my shoes like this—even after almost two years working here, I’d never gotten used to it.
Once my damp sneakers hit the floor, I drew my legs up until my bare feet were up on the table. Leaning back on my hands, I opened my legs several inches, exposing the scandalously thin panties that I had on underneath. I’d used a mirror to look at myself while in this position before, and so I knew that they barely covered my pussy. Which was exactly what Dean liked. Hell, he picked these out for me personally. Before I started here, I saved this type of underwear for special occasions. Now I wear them damn near every day.
For just a minute I sat there while he stared at me, getting hard. Then, as he turned his attention back to his PC, he lazily picked up his favorite pen and began stroking me with it. The feeling of the cold metal (100% Sterling silver, a gift from his wife) against my pussy was weird, but totally familiar by that point. He used it to trace the outside of my mound, occasionally drawing it up to middle to highlight my camel toe. God, it drove me crazy. Dean likes for me to taunt him, but he was the true tease—always taking his time, getting me excited well before it's time for the main course.
After about three minutes my panties were damp. Dean rubbed the pen into my slit just enough to moisten it a little, then put it down next to his mouse. It caught the light even more when it was wet, but I pulled my attention back to his face to prepare for his fingers. Dean Bell’s magical fingers have gotten me off hundreds of times in the past. I don’t know how he got so damn good with his hands, but if a man can make you come without using his dick or his tongue, he’s gifted in my book.
He started slow like he always does, rubbing and tracing my lips through and around the darkened spot in my crotch. He ground his thumb into my slit, opening me up ever so slightly with just the one hand (his other one is still cradling his phone as he chatted away with his coworkers). Tenderly he massaged my clit until it was hard and erect, a tiny bump poking out from underneath the red cotton of my panties. Dean gently pinched my little bead a few times as I tossed my head back in pleasure. I felt more wetness seep out—premature, even for me. I knew I was going to come soon.
Dean must have known too (he’s familiar with my body like that), because he finally pulled the wet crotch to the side and exposed my pussy. Just feeling the air hit it drove me wild. Ever so slightly, he eased his middle finger inside, palm facing up, and rubbed my inner wall. He meant business. Involuntarily, I tightened around his thick finger, which made him rub me a bit faster. I guess that, subconsciously, I knew that’s what would happen if I tightened up, and I’m sure that he knows that as well. The sensation of the bottom part of his finger moving in and out while the tip is working the inside was unbelievable. One finger, ladies and gentlemen. The man is a fucking master.
I began moaning, lowly at first (he is on the phone, after all) but soon I’ll get louder. And Dean knows this.
“Stephen, I got another call—can I call you back?” he said. A few seconds later he hung up the phone, and I grabbed the crotch of my panties and pulled them back even further.
“I’m ‘bout to cum,” I moaned, tossing my head back and putting more weight on my free arm. Dean was rapidly fucking me with his finger at that point, and I closed my eyes tightly as the waves began washing over me. Cum squirted hard out of my pussy, wetting his hand and the desk beneath it in the process. But Dean didn’t stop. The sweet torture continued, and I pulled my knees together until my screams filled the room.
At some point the orgasms stopped and Dean pulled his finger out. The lights seemed brighter when I opened my eyes, almost bright enough to sting. When they adjusted, I saw Dean standing with his dick in his hands, ready to fuck me.
He couldn’t get it in fast enough. I watched as he entered me, sliding his rock-hard dick all the way inside. That’s how Dean liked to start—long, full strokes, to maximize the feeling. I could feel each and every inch of him inside, thick and throbbing, blood pulsing through that huge vein that snakes along the side of his shaft. He pulled out and I exhaled, knowing that this was just the beginning. He was completely charged up, yes—I could tell from the look on his face—but even a quickie from Dean lasts at least ten minutes. I wondered how many times I would pop before he did.
He slid it back in and back out, never slowing down or speeding up (yet), content with his rhythm for now. His fat cock filled me up over and over, and I busted again within a matter of minutes (damn you and your dick, Dean Bell). He fucked me continuously, and I squeezed and milked him better than I ever had before. It is good dick, the best dick, and I am fucking lucky to have it.
I don’t know how long he held out, or how many times I came all over that thick dick, but sometime after my arm grew tired and I laid down on the desk Dean really started sticking it to me. I grabbed the edges of the table and held on for dear life as he pulled me into him with those large, beautiful hands. My sweaty body, hot from fucking while still fully dressed, grew even hotter as another orgasm began to bear down. But Dean was already in the home stretch. He brought our groins together only a few more times before unleashing a huge load inside me. If I hadn’t have just fucked him the day before I would have thought that he’d saved up for a couple of weeks to produce that much cum. After filling me up, he pulled his dick out and rubbed it into my clit, forcing that last climax out of me before backing away.
It took both of us awhile before we could move again. My head hung over the edge of the desk, staring at the upside-down north wall of his study. I could vaguely feel our mixed cum oozing out onto his desk, where one of us (him, most likely) would have to clean it up shortly. That is, unless he wanted to go another round first.
He didn’t. Not yet, anyway. Once he found the strength to move, he leaned over and gave me a brief kiss on the lips; his way of saying, “That was good—now let me get back to work.” I didn’t take it personally. Even though my legs felt like rubber, I stood (with a little help from him) and walked to the other side of his desk. My panties were gooey and wet, so I peeled them off and walked towards the door. I could wash them later when I did the laundry.
“Tanisha?”
I turned back to Dean, pulling the hair out of my face. “Yeah?”
Picking up his pen, he pointed to the table to his left. There was a glass of water and some pills that he left out for me. My birth control. Dean insisted on personally making sure I took it every day. It made no sense when I thought about it, because he trusted me enough to take it on the weekends, when I didn’t work. But still, he wanted to be absolutely sure. Some people just have their ways, I guess.
I popped a pill out of the wrapping and swallowed it with the water. Again, I didn’t take it personally. Dean isn’t my fucking husband.
For the next few hours I did my “other job”—cleaning Dean and Jeanie’s house. After two years it becomes so routine that you don’t even think about it. For the most part, I was thinking about Dean screwing my brains out before breakfast. Walking around in a short skirt with no panties didn’t help, either—going bare-pussy constantly reminded me of my most important duty here at the House of Bell.
When the time to do laundry did come around, I grabbed my undies and dropped them in the machine alone with their clothes. Once I was upstairs, I ran into Dean again by the railing.
“I just started the laundry—your socks should be ready in about an hour.” I said.
“Thanks, but I won’t be leaving after all. My meeting was cancelled.”
“Oh.”
“Turn around.”
I turned my back to him and put my hands on the railing, looking down at the foyer and hallway. Dean lifted up my skirt and began playing with my ass—something he often did when I wore skirts. He often told me how much he loved my ass, but no explanation was needed—it was evident considering how he was always grabbing and smacking it.
Then, without warning, he turned me back around and stuck his finger (that same finger) inside me while sticking his tongue in my mouth. I knew then it was going to be one of those days.
His hand moved from my pussy to my chest, fingering the hardening nipples through my top. Predictably, he lifted the shirt and started massaging my breasts with both hands, and I melted. Dean could get me up without even trying, and I did the same for him. It’s because of that chemistry that we still fuck like newlyweds after all this time.
We stood at the top of the stairs, feeling each other up for the better part of ten minutes. Once I unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, though, it was on. Dean turned me back around and began drilling me from the back, his hands planted firmly on my hips.
“Oh—fuck—yeah!” I mumbled, each word slightly cut off at the end. That’s what happens when you talk while getting dick slammed into you—the impact interrupts the flow of your voice and each word stands by itself, making you sound like an idiot.
It must have been because I wasn’t expecting it, but I was even hungrier for his dick this time around. Plus I love getting done doggy-style, hard and fast, with Dean taking control the way he did. I spread my legs wide and arched my back, and when he reached around and pushed his hand underneath my bra I came instantly. Dean fucked me throughout the orgasm, gently pulling on my nipples as I lowered my head down to the railing.
Then came another surprise. His cock well-lubed with my cum, Dean pulled out and slowly began to push it into my ass. I raised my head and grabbed my left cheek as he eased it inside.
“Fuck…shit…” I yelled, unable to stop myself from swearing. Ever so slowly, Dean slid his wet dick in and started fucking my back door. He insisted on me keeping my ass ready for him at all times and, even though he didn’t go there too often, I had to be prepared.
It took a little while to get back in the swing of things, but before long Dean was nailing my asshole just as fast as he did my pussy. I looked down at the floor below, my heart beating out of my chest. It had been awhile, and I had almost forgotten how good it felt to have a nice hard dick back there.
“FUCK!” Dean bellowed, reaching around to rub my pussy for me. Once he got his hands on my clit, it was all over. I climaxed again, cumming all over the plush beige carpet that lined the hallway. A moment later Dean came inside me, pumping another impossibly huge load in my ass. We both went weak at the knees, then he pulled out and leaned against the wall behind him while I held myself up on the railing.
I couldn’t help myself. I turned around and kissed him for a good five minutes or so, jacking him off the whole time. Nobody had ever gotten me off the way he consistently did. Some days I felt like I should be paying him.
Before he pulled away from me, Dean ground the head of his dick into my pussy for a few seconds, driving me nuts.
“Don’t think I’m done with you yet,” he said, the traces of a smile beginning to form on his face. But, just as soon as they appeared, they were gone. And, shortly thereafter, he was back to work. I followed suit.
I finished the laundry, vacuumed the floors and did the rest of my duties as the day wore on, all the while still worked up from all that amazing dick. For the rest of the day his office door was closed, meaning that he was too busy to stop…for anything. At four-thirty I was done for the day, so I went to the living and sat down to rest.
After only a few minutes I heard the office door open and stood up. If there wasn’t anything else to do I would be free to leave, but I didn’t get my hopes up. Dean was horny as hell, and I just knew that he wouldn’t let me go without another good fuck.
“Tanisha?”
“Yes?”
“Can you bring the mail up?”
“Sure.”
I grabbed the stack of letters that I’d brought in earlier and went upstairs. As usual, Dean was on the phone, so I put the mail down and waited patiently by the door. A couple of minutes later he dropped the phone and, after rifling through the letters, looked up at me with that look in his eyes.
“Come here.”
I walked over to Dean and got wet all over again as he removed my skirt and top, leaving me wearing nothing but my bra (my panties were still in the laundry room, my gym shoes still sitting next to Dean’s golf clubs in the corner). After unfastening his pants, he reached out and pulled me into his lap so that I was facing him. Digging my knees into the soft leather on either side of him, I lowered myself onto his dick and began riding him furiously. Dean took my breasts into his mouth, alternating between each one while thrusting into me from underneath. I grabbed his head and held it against my chest almost the entire time, occasionally pulling his lips to mine to steal a kiss. Our lips met over and over again, and when he took control by pulling me down onto his dick I came hard. But we didn’t stop. My cum rolled down between his legs, wetting the brown leather of his chair as our skin rolled back and forth over it. I rode him for a few more minutes before he turned me around so that I was facing the door. My folded knees straddled over both sides of his lap, I bounced up and down on his dick some more, squeezing it as tight as humanly possible. Dean suddenly grabbed my hips on an upstroke and, holding me in the air, started thrusting into me faster than ever. I grabbed the armrests and moaned loudly while he rapid-fired my pussy, quickly bringing me to yet another orgasm.
Once I stopped shaking I found that I had little energy left—it took everything out of me just to squeeze him as he pushed and pulled me over his still-hard dick. After awhile he stopped to catch his breath, and I took advantage of the break. Sliding onto the floor, I turned around and put most of his cock in my mouth, sucking him in fast and hard. Almost immediately Dean stood up and began pushing deeper inside of me, until finally he let go with a loud cry. For the third time that day a huge load was inside me and, without thinking twice, I swallowed all of it.
“God...damn,” was all Dean could say as I released his softening dick. He had to grab the desk to keep from falling over. Just because I could, I sucked his balls into my mouth a few times before standing up.
It was then, in that sudden silence, that we heard a car door slam outside. Was it five o’ clock already? Simultaneously we both looked at the clock on the wall. Sure enough, the minute hand had already crept past the 12. Jeanie was home.
Quickly but calmly I slipped my clothes back on one by one, including my shoes. Dean did the same, and I hurried out, reaching the bottom of the stairs just as the front door opened.
“Mrs. Bell.”
“Hi Tanisha,” she said, not even looking up at me.
“I’m just about to bring the laundry up. Is there anything else you would like me to do before I leave?”
“I trust you swept the laundry room?”
“Yes.”
“Then no.”
I turned to head to the basement.
“Is my husband home?”
“Ummm…I’m not sure. I haven’t seen him all day, he’s either been out or in his office.”
“I see. Well, I’ll see you in the morning, then.”
“Have a good evening, Mrs. Bell.”
Once I got downstairs, I slipped my underwear back on and brought up the laundry. I put it in the bedroom like I always do and walked back out into the hallway. The Bells were busy chatting about something in the office when I grabbed my purse and left.
I slept like the dead that night, but woke up bright and early the next day. After my usual coffee and bagel, I pulled up to the Bell house at 7:45 on the nose and ran in Jeanie on my way in. She left after the usual chitchat and, after briefly primping in the foyer mirror, I headed back upstairs to Dean’s office.
I almost knocked Mrs. Bell over after slamming the door behind me. She was hopping on one leg in the foyer, pulling on her heels on her way out the door.
“Hello Tanisha,” she said, holding the wall for support.
“Hello Mrs. Bell.” I was careful not to get any water on her expensive suit as I dropped the paper to the floor.
“A bit cold for skirts today, dontcha think?”
I looked at her, forcing myself not to smile.
“It’s just from the car to the house and back. I get hot when I’m working.”
She wasn’t even listening—I could tell from the absent-minded look on her face as she primped in the mirror.
“Make sure you sweep the laundry room; you forgot to do it Monday.”
“Sorry, I was rushing. I’ll do it first thing.”
Jeanie looked at me with a disapproving look on her face. I knew that I would have probably been replaced awhile ago if it were up to her. But what Jeanine didn’t know is that I would never be fired. Not as long as she was married to Dean.
“Have a good day, Mrs. Bell,” I said as she opened the door and walked out. Jeanine simply raised her hand without turning back and hurried to her car. I looked out the window as she backed out of the driveway and drove down Privet Drive.
Now that she was gone I had to get to work. I primped in the same mirror that she used just seconds ago. My makeup was still intact and my hair was fine. Satisfied, I went upstairs and walked down the hallways to Dean’s office.
When I opened the door, I found him sitting behind his desk as usual, the telephone receiver wedged between his shoulder and his head. He usually spent half the day or more arguing with someone on the phone. He looked up from his monitor briefly as I walked in and waved me over.
“She gone?” he said, covering the mouthpiece with his hand. I shook my head yes, resting my hand on the back of his leather chair.
Dean patted the top of the desk, which I knew to mean he wanted me up there. As he wheeled himself backwards, I sat down on the finished surface and slid back, letting my legs dangle off the edge. Barely looking at me, Dean wheeled himself up to my knees and began untying my shoes. Even though he was only ten years older than me, there’s something so fatherly about having him take off my shoes like this—even after almost two years working here, I’d never gotten used to it.
Once my damp sneakers hit the floor, I drew my legs up until my bare feet were up on the table. Leaning back on my hands, I opened my legs several inches, exposing the scandalously thin panties that I had on underneath. I’d used a mirror to look at myself while in this position before, and so I knew that they barely covered my pussy. Which was exactly what Dean liked. Hell, he picked these out for me personally. Before I started here, I saved this type of underwear for special occasions. Now I wear them damn near every day.
For just a minute I sat there while he stared at me, getting hard. Then, as he turned his attention back to his PC, he lazily picked up his favorite pen and began stroking me with it. The feeling of the cold metal (100% Sterling silver, a gift from his wife) against my pussy was weird, but totally familiar by that point. He used it to trace the outside of my mound, occasionally drawing it up to middle to highlight my camel toe. God, it drove me crazy. Dean likes for me to taunt him, but he was the true tease—always taking his time, getting me excited well before it's time for the main course.
After about three minutes my panties were damp. Dean rubbed the pen into my slit just enough to moisten it a little, then put it down next to his mouse. It caught the light even more when it was wet, but I pulled my attention back to his face to prepare for his fingers. Dean Bell’s magical fingers have gotten me off hundreds of times in the past. I don’t know how he got so damn good with his hands, but if a man can make you come without using his dick or his tongue, he’s gifted in my book.
He started slow like he always does, rubbing and tracing my lips through and around the darkened spot in my crotch. He ground his thumb into my slit, opening me up ever so slightly with just the one hand (his other one is still cradling his phone as he chatted away with his coworkers). Tenderly he massaged my clit until it was hard and erect, a tiny bump poking out from underneath the red cotton of my panties. Dean gently pinched my little bead a few times as I tossed my head back in pleasure. I felt more wetness seep out—premature, even for me. I knew I was going to come soon.
Dean must have known too (he’s familiar with my body like that), because he finally pulled the wet crotch to the side and exposed my pussy. Just feeling the air hit it drove me wild. Ever so slightly, he eased his middle finger inside, palm facing up, and rubbed my inner wall. He meant business. Involuntarily, I tightened around his thick finger, which made him rub me a bit faster. I guess that, subconsciously, I knew that’s what would happen if I tightened up, and I’m sure that he knows that as well. The sensation of the bottom part of his finger moving in and out while the tip is working the inside was unbelievable. One finger, ladies and gentlemen. The man is a fucking master.
I began moaning, lowly at first (he is on the phone, after all) but soon I’ll get louder. And Dean knows this.
“Stephen, I got another call—can I call you back?” he said. A few seconds later he hung up the phone, and I grabbed the crotch of my panties and pulled them back even further.
“I’m ‘bout to cum,” I moaned, tossing my head back and putting more weight on my free arm. Dean was rapidly fucking me with his finger at that point, and I closed my eyes tightly as the waves began washing over me. Cum squirted hard out of my pussy, wetting his hand and the desk beneath it in the process. But Dean didn’t stop. The sweet torture continued, and I pulled my knees together until my screams filled the room.
At some point the orgasms stopped and Dean pulled his finger out. The lights seemed brighter when I opened my eyes, almost bright enough to sting. When they adjusted, I saw Dean standing with his dick in his hands, ready to fuck me.
He couldn’t get it in fast enough. I watched as he entered me, sliding his rock-hard dick all the way inside. That’s how Dean liked to start—long, full strokes, to maximize the feeling. I could feel each and every inch of him inside, thick and throbbing, blood pulsing through that huge vein that snakes along the side of his shaft. He pulled out and I exhaled, knowing that this was just the beginning. He was completely charged up, yes—I could tell from the look on his face—but even a quickie from Dean lasts at least ten minutes. I wondered how many times I would pop before he did.
He slid it back in and back out, never slowing down or speeding up (yet), content with his rhythm for now. His fat cock filled me up over and over, and I busted again within a matter of minutes (damn you and your dick, Dean Bell). He fucked me continuously, and I squeezed and milked him better than I ever had before. It is good dick, the best dick, and I am fucking lucky to have it.
I don’t know how long he held out, or how many times I came all over that thick dick, but sometime after my arm grew tired and I laid down on the desk Dean really started sticking it to me. I grabbed the edges of the table and held on for dear life as he pulled me into him with those large, beautiful hands. My sweaty body, hot from fucking while still fully dressed, grew even hotter as another orgasm began to bear down. But Dean was already in the home stretch. He brought our groins together only a few more times before unleashing a huge load inside me. If I hadn’t have just fucked him the day before I would have thought that he’d saved up for a couple of weeks to produce that much cum. After filling me up, he pulled his dick out and rubbed it into my clit, forcing that last climax out of me before backing away.
It took both of us awhile before we could move again. My head hung over the edge of the desk, staring at the upside-down north wall of his study. I could vaguely feel our mixed cum oozing out onto his desk, where one of us (him, most likely) would have to clean it up shortly. That is, unless he wanted to go another round first.
He didn’t. Not yet, anyway. Once he found the strength to move, he leaned over and gave me a brief kiss on the lips; his way of saying, “That was good—now let me get back to work.” I didn’t take it personally. Even though my legs felt like rubber, I stood (with a little help from him) and walked to the other side of his desk. My panties were gooey and wet, so I peeled them off and walked towards the door. I could wash them later when I did the laundry.
“Tanisha?”
I turned back to Dean, pulling the hair out of my face. “Yeah?”
Picking up his pen, he pointed to the table to his left. There was a glass of water and some pills that he left out for me. My birth control. Dean insisted on personally making sure I took it every day. It made no sense when I thought about it, because he trusted me enough to take it on the weekends, when I didn’t work. But still, he wanted to be absolutely sure. Some people just have their ways, I guess.
I popped a pill out of the wrapping and swallowed it with the water. Again, I didn’t take it personally. Dean isn’t my fucking husband.
For the next few hours I did my “other job”—cleaning Dean and Jeanie’s house. After two years it becomes so routine that you don’t even think about it. For the most part, I was thinking about Dean screwing my brains out before breakfast. Walking around in a short skirt with no panties didn’t help, either—going bare-pussy constantly reminded me of my most important duty here at the House of Bell.
When the time to do laundry did come around, I grabbed my undies and dropped them in the machine alone with their clothes. Once I was upstairs, I ran into Dean again by the railing.
“I just started the laundry—your socks should be ready in about an hour.” I said.
“Thanks, but I won’t be leaving after all. My meeting was cancelled.”
“Oh.”
“Turn around.”
I turned my back to him and put my hands on the railing, looking down at the foyer and hallway. Dean lifted up my skirt and began playing with my ass—something he often did when I wore skirts. He often told me how much he loved my ass, but no explanation was needed—it was evident considering how he was always grabbing and smacking it.
Then, without warning, he turned me back around and stuck his finger (that same finger) inside me while sticking his tongue in my mouth. I knew then it was going to be one of those days.
His hand moved from my pussy to my chest, fingering the hardening nipples through my top. Predictably, he lifted the shirt and started massaging my breasts with both hands, and I melted. Dean could get me up without even trying, and I did the same for him. It’s because of that chemistry that we still fuck like newlyweds after all this time.
We stood at the top of the stairs, feeling each other up for the better part of ten minutes. Once I unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, though, it was on. Dean turned me back around and began drilling me from the back, his hands planted firmly on my hips.
“Oh—fuck—yeah!” I mumbled, each word slightly cut off at the end. That’s what happens when you talk while getting dick slammed into you—the impact interrupts the flow of your voice and each word stands by itself, making you sound like an idiot.
It must have been because I wasn’t expecting it, but I was even hungrier for his dick this time around. Plus I love getting done doggy-style, hard and fast, with Dean taking control the way he did. I spread my legs wide and arched my back, and when he reached around and pushed his hand underneath my bra I came instantly. Dean fucked me throughout the orgasm, gently pulling on my nipples as I lowered my head down to the railing.
Then came another surprise. His cock well-lubed with my cum, Dean pulled out and slowly began to push it into my ass. I raised my head and grabbed my left cheek as he eased it inside.
“Fuck…shit…” I yelled, unable to stop myself from swearing. Ever so slowly, Dean slid his wet dick in and started fucking my back door. He insisted on me keeping my ass ready for him at all times and, even though he didn’t go there too often, I had to be prepared.
It took a little while to get back in the swing of things, but before long Dean was nailing my asshole just as fast as he did my pussy. I looked down at the floor below, my heart beating out of my chest. It had been awhile, and I had almost forgotten how good it felt to have a nice hard dick back there.
“FUCK!” Dean bellowed, reaching around to rub my pussy for me. Once he got his hands on my clit, it was all over. I climaxed again, cumming all over the plush beige carpet that lined the hallway. A moment later Dean came inside me, pumping another impossibly huge load in my ass. We both went weak at the knees, then he pulled out and leaned against the wall behind him while I held myself up on the railing.
I couldn’t help myself. I turned around and kissed him for a good five minutes or so, jacking him off the whole time. Nobody had ever gotten me off the way he consistently did. Some days I felt like I should be paying him.
Before he pulled away from me, Dean ground the head of his dick into my pussy for a few seconds, driving me nuts.
“Don’t think I’m done with you yet,” he said, the traces of a smile beginning to form on his face. But, just as soon as they appeared, they were gone. And, shortly thereafter, he was back to work. I followed suit.
I finished the laundry, vacuumed the floors and did the rest of my duties as the day wore on, all the while still worked up from all that amazing dick. For the rest of the day his office door was closed, meaning that he was too busy to stop…for anything. At four-thirty I was done for the day, so I went to the living and sat down to rest.
After only a few minutes I heard the office door open and stood up. If there wasn’t anything else to do I would be free to leave, but I didn’t get my hopes up. Dean was horny as hell, and I just knew that he wouldn’t let me go without another good fuck.
“Tanisha?”
“Yes?”
“Can you bring the mail up?”
“Sure.”
I grabbed the stack of letters that I’d brought in earlier and went upstairs. As usual, Dean was on the phone, so I put the mail down and waited patiently by the door. A couple of minutes later he dropped the phone and, after rifling through the letters, looked up at me with that look in his eyes.
“Come here.”
I walked over to Dean and got wet all over again as he removed my skirt and top, leaving me wearing nothing but my bra (my panties were still in the laundry room, my gym shoes still sitting next to Dean’s golf clubs in the corner). After unfastening his pants, he reached out and pulled me into his lap so that I was facing him. Digging my knees into the soft leather on either side of him, I lowered myself onto his dick and began riding him furiously. Dean took my breasts into his mouth, alternating between each one while thrusting into me from underneath. I grabbed his head and held it against my chest almost the entire time, occasionally pulling his lips to mine to steal a kiss. Our lips met over and over again, and when he took control by pulling me down onto his dick I came hard. But we didn’t stop. My cum rolled down between his legs, wetting the brown leather of his chair as our skin rolled back and forth over it. I rode him for a few more minutes before he turned me around so that I was facing the door. My folded knees straddled over both sides of his lap, I bounced up and down on his dick some more, squeezing it as tight as humanly possible. Dean suddenly grabbed my hips on an upstroke and, holding me in the air, started thrusting into me faster than ever. I grabbed the armrests and moaned loudly while he rapid-fired my pussy, quickly bringing me to yet another orgasm.
Once I stopped shaking I found that I had little energy left—it took everything out of me just to squeeze him as he pushed and pulled me over his still-hard dick. After awhile he stopped to catch his breath, and I took advantage of the break. Sliding onto the floor, I turned around and put most of his cock in my mouth, sucking him in fast and hard. Almost immediately Dean stood up and began pushing deeper inside of me, until finally he let go with a loud cry. For the third time that day a huge load was inside me and, without thinking twice, I swallowed all of it.
“God...damn,” was all Dean could say as I released his softening dick. He had to grab the desk to keep from falling over. Just because I could, I sucked his balls into my mouth a few times before standing up.
It was then, in that sudden silence, that we heard a car door slam outside. Was it five o’ clock already? Simultaneously we both looked at the clock on the wall. Sure enough, the minute hand had already crept past the 12. Jeanie was home.
Quickly but calmly I slipped my clothes back on one by one, including my shoes. Dean did the same, and I hurried out, reaching the bottom of the stairs just as the front door opened.
“Mrs. Bell.”
“Hi Tanisha,” she said, not even looking up at me.
“I’m just about to bring the laundry up. Is there anything else you would like me to do before I leave?”
“I trust you swept the laundry room?”
“Yes.”
“Then no.”
I turned to head to the basement.
“Is my husband home?”
“Ummm…I’m not sure. I haven’t seen him all day, he’s either been out or in his office.”
“I see. Well, I’ll see you in the morning, then.”
“Have a good evening, Mrs. Bell.”
Once I got downstairs, I slipped my underwear back on and brought up the laundry. I put it in the bedroom like I always do and walked back out into the hallway. The Bells were busy chatting about something in the office when I grabbed my purse and left.
I slept like the dead that night, but woke up bright and early the next day. After my usual coffee and bagel, I pulled up to the Bell house at 7:45 on the nose and ran in Jeanie on my way in. She left after the usual chitchat and, after briefly primping in the foyer mirror, I headed back upstairs to Dean’s office.
FUCK STORY:Pass The Pussy!!
ONE NIGHT I WENT AND HUNG OUT WITH SOME OF MY CLOSEST FRIENDS, WHEN I NOTICED ONE OF MY HOMIES WAS TREATING HIS GIRL LIKE SHIT!! I MEAN TALKING BAD TO HER!! SHE WAS A FINE MOTHER FUCKER TOO, SHE HAD HER HAIR CUT NICE ASS HELL, SHE HAD BEAUTIFUL CARAMEL COLORED SKIN, A FAT ASS, AT LEAST DOUBLE SIZE CUP TITTIES, SEXY LEGS AND POUTY LIPS, WITH LIGHT BROWN EYES. SO AS THE NIGHT PROGRESSED WE WE'RE GETTING MAD FUCKED UP, WHEN MY HOMIE STARTED LETTING THAT LIQUOR TALK FOR HIM A LITTLE TOO MUCH.
HE GOT TO TALKING TO HER LIKE SHE WAS SO BENEATH HIM, AND YOU COULD TELL SHE WAS HURT CAUSE SHE REALLY DUG THIS MOTHER FUCKER. SO MY MAN START TALKING CRAZY TO HER SAYING CRAZY SHIT LIKE: "YOU AIN'T WORTH THE TIME NOR EFFORT I PUT INTO YOU" OR "I KNOW THERE'S NO NIGGA THAT WOULD WANT YOU" (in the back of my mind i'm like "I DO") SO HE CONTINUED ON AND ON TO THE POINT HE WAS LIKE, "IF I DROPPED YOU TONIGHT, I'D REPLACE YOU BY MORNING" SO I'M SITTING THERE LIKE YO DAWG, CHILL YO, SHE DIDN'T EVEN DO NOTHING! HE'S DRUNK AS HELL LIKE; "YOU ACT LIKE YOU WANT HER, HELL, YOU CAN HAVE HER CAUSE SHE AIN'T SHIT!" MATTER OF FACT, I'LL "PASS THE PUSSY" TO YOU!!
I'M LIKE DAWG, THAT'S YOUR GIRL AND I CAN'T DO NO SHIT LIKE THAT TO MY DAWG!! WELL, SHIT HIT THE FAN, CAUSE NO SOONER I SAID THAT THIS MOTHER FUCKER STORMS OUT OF THE CRIB AND JUMPS INTO HIS RIDE AND ROLLED OUT WITHOUT HIS GIRL! SO AFTER SHIT STARTED CALMING DOWN, I WENT OVER TO MY DAWG'S GIRL AND INTRODUCED MYSELF AND SHE INTRODUCED HERSELF, SHE SAID MY NAME IS "DENISE" AND I ASKED WAS SHE OK? YOU CAN TELL SHE WAS CRUSHED BY THE WHOLE TURN OF EVENTS, SO I ASKED HER DID SHE HAVE A RIDE TO THE CRIB AND SHE SAID NO. I TOLD DENISE WHENEVER SHE'S READY TO GO WE CAN GO, SHE SAID THANKS AND THAT WAS TOTALLY UP TO ME!! SO I ASKED IF SHE MINDED IF WE STAY A LITTLE LONGER AND HIT THIS WEED AND FINISH THE GALLON OF HENNY WE PITCHED IN ON?? SHE SAID OK!!
WELL AFTER 12 BLUNTS, AND DAMN NEAR A GALLON OF HENNY, I WAS READY TO GO. DENISE WAS FUCKED UP, YOU COULD TELL CAUSE SHE WAS LOOSE, MEANING CONVERSATION, PHYSICAL REACTIONS SO ON AND SO FORTH. SHE WAS JUST RELIEVED THAT SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO ARGUE WITH NOBODY. I TOLD HER, NOT WITH ME AS HIGH AS I AM, I'M EASY LIKE SUNDAY MORNING! DENISE LAUGHED AND SAID THANK YOU!! I SAID FOR WHAT?? FOR COOLIN OUT WITH ME AND MAKING FEEL COMFORTABLE AND GAVE A BROTHA A QUICK KISS. I SAID WHAT'S THAT FOR?? SHE SAID; IT'S JUST SOMETHING SHE WANTED TO DO!! (now this is suppose to be my dawg's girl, and she kisses a brotha???) SO WE HEAD OUT TO MY CAR AND I GO TO LET DENISE IN WHEN SHE GRABS ME AND SLOBS THE SHIT OUT OF ME RIGHT THEN AND THERE!!
MY DICK ROSE FASTER THAN THE NEW YORK STOCK EXCHANGE!! I MEAN TO HAVE A WOMAN SO WELL BUILT AND FINE AS DENISE, I KNEW SHIT WAS ON AND CRACKIN!! WHILE KISSING HER I REACHED FOR HER ASS AND IT WAS LIKE GRABBING TWO FAT ASS BOWLING BALLS, mm..mm..mm.. DENISE NEVER PULLED BACK OR NOTHING IT'S LIKE SHE WANTED THIS TO GO DOWN. SO WE'RE IN THE CAR TALKING AND DENISE TOLD ME THAT SHE APOLOGIZED FOR HER ACTIONS AND I SAID; NO, THANK YOU FOR SUCH A WONDERFUL KISS, THAT SHIT IS LETHAL. ALMOST HAD ME "BUST A CHUBBY" IN MY DRAWS, SHE LAUGHED AND SAID; I THOUGHT I FELT SOMETHING ON MY STOMACH!! I GAVE HER SUCH A GRIN, CAUSE LITTLE DID SHE KNOW IF I WHIP THIS FAT ASS DICK I GOT, SHE'S GONNA WANNA FUCK IT!! (i'm not conceited i just know i do have a nice size dick!!) WORD UP!!
SO WE GET TO DENISE'S CRIB AND SHE TOLD ME TO CUM UP FOR A LITTLE BIT! I'M DRUNK AS HELL AND I KEPT LOOKING AT DENISE'S SEXY ASS AND SAID OK!! SO WE GET UPSTAIRS AND SHE SHOWED ME AROUND AND GOT ME A HENNY ON ICE TO TOP OFF THE NIGHT AND SHE ALSO HAD A HALF A STOG!! WE SAT AND SMOKED AND DRANK AND ONCE MY DRINK WAS DONE SHE TOLD ME TO HOLD ON FOR A MINUTE SHE WENT INTO THE BATHROOM AND IN ABOUT FIVE MINUTES SHE COMES OUT IN NOTHING BUT A RED BRA AND RED BOOTY DRAWS ALL UP IN HER BIG FAT ASS!! WHOOO, SHE HAD BODY, I'M MEAN BETTER THAN BEYONCE OR JANET TYPE OF BODY!! SHE CAME AND STRADDLED ME AND STARTED KISSING THE FUCK OUT OF ME GRINDING HER ALREADY WET CARAMEL PUSSY ALL ON ME!! SHE WAS MOANING AND GRINDING AND STARTED TO UNDO HER BRA AND I MEAN THESE GIGANTIC CARAMEL TITTIES FLOPPED FROM HER BRA WITH THESE 1 INCH SIZE NIPPLES.
I GRABBED BOTH OF THEM SHITS AND STARTED TO SUCK AND SQUEEZE HER PERFECTLY SHAPED TITTIES, DENISE BEGAN TO MOANING LOUDLY AND STARTED GRINDING EVEN HARDER ON MY LAP TO THE POINT I HAD TO SOON GET "MY BUDDY" OUT OF CONFINEMENT! SHE MUST'VE FELT HOW HARD I WAS CAUSE SHE SAID; "I CAN FEEL THE HEAT OF YOUR DICK THROUGH YOUR PANTS, CAN I GET THAT OUT FOR YOU??" I SAID; I SURE WISH YOU WOULD!! WITH THAT SHE SAID FUCK THIS, AND UNDID MY PANTS, SHE REACHED IN AND PULLED MY FULLY ERECT 8 1/2 INCHES OF FURY OUT AND SHE SAID; OOOHH.. BABY, THAT'S A PRETTY BIG DICK YOU HAD PRESSED UP AGAINST YOU, AND ITS FAT AS HELL!! I TOLD HER YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THAT?? DENISE REPLIED, LET ME SEE AND PUT HER MOUTH ON MY DICK WITH NO INTRODUCTION, NO LICKING, NO SLATHERING, JUST OPEN AND SAY AHH!!
HER LIPS SEEM TO CLING TO THE FATNESS OF MY DICK MOANING AND HAD SO MUCH SPIT ON MY DICK IT WAS SLICK AS FUCK WITHIN 2 MINUTES!! SHE LOOKED UP AT ME AND SAID SHE'S NEVER HAD A DICK AS THICK AS MINE, SHE HAS HAD LONGER (AN 11 INCHER) BUT HE WAS LONG AND NOT THICK LIKE ME! DENISE SUCKED MY DICK FOR AT LEAST 20 MINUTES AND I MEAN MY DICK WAS WETTER THAN THE WETTEST, ALL THE WHILE BOBBING HER HEAD FASTER AND HARDER (with no teeth ) I DAMN NEAR CAME SHE SUCKED ME SO GOOD, AND THE WAY SHE WAS STROKING MY "FAT DUDE" MADE ME WANT TO BUST RIGHT IN HER EYES. SO AFTER ALL THIS DICK SUCKING GOING ON, I ASKED HER DID SHE MIND IF I PAY THE FAVOR BACK AND SHE YELLED; "YES" SO BEFORE I COULD EAT SHE WANTED TO GO TO HER BEDROOM SO SHE COULD STRETCH OUT. COOL WITH ME CAUSE "I LOVE EATING PUSSY"
DENISE LAID UP ON THE WITH HER ASS UP IN THE AIR AND THAT'S WHEN I REALLY SAW HOW WELL DEFINED THAT ASS WAS!! IT SAT UP LIKE A BASEBALL MOUND AND YES I WAS READY TO PITCH 8 1/2 INNINGS OFF OF IT!! I STARTED FROM HER NECK AND WORKED MY WAY DOWN TO HER ASS. I KISSED AND LICKED ALL OVER IT AND FINALLY STUCK A TONGUE RIGHT IN HER ASSHOLE SHE SQUEALED WITH SUCH DELIGHT AND SQUIRMED SO SEXY TO THE RIMMING I WAS GIVING HER. HER ASSHOLE WAS A LITTLE TIGHT BUT ONCE MY TONGUE TWISTED AND SPUN AROUND THE ASSHOLE SHE WAS SPEECHLESS, DAMN NEAR PARALYZED FROM THE ASS WORK I WAS PUTTING IN. SO AFTER ABOUT 20 MINUTES OF "ASS HEAD" I BEGAN TO EAT THAT PUSSY FROM BEHIND WITH MY NOSE IN HER ASSHOLE WORKING THAT WHILE I EAT HER SWEET TASTING PUSSY!! HER PUSSY JUICE TASTED LIKE A SWEET CANTELOUPE, AND SHE WAS SEXY IN THE WAY SHE LET HERSELF GO.
DENISE WAS TO THE POINT WHERE SHE REACHED AND GOT OUT A RUBBER AND I TOLD HER I ONLY USE A CERTAIN TYPE OF RUBBER (MAGNUM "gold wrapper") SO I GOT UP AND REACHED FOR MY PANTS AND PULLED ONE OUT, AND DENISE REACHED UP AND PUT MY FAT ROCK HARD DICK BACK IN HER MOUTH. SHE SUCKED ME DEEP AND STILL HAD ABOUT AN INCH AND A HALF HANGING OUT OF HER MOUTH! YOU COULD TELL SHE WAS TRYING HER BEST TO SWALLOW ME CAUSE THERE WERE TEARS RUNNING DOWN THE SIDES OF HER FACE!! AFTER THIS I PUT THE RUBBER ON AND COMMENCED INTO SINKING MY BIG FAT DICK IN HER. DENISE CLOSED HER EYES AND BEGAN TO ENJOY ME SINKING INCH BY INCH OF MY DICK INTO HER SHE STARTED BREATHING SLOWLY AND MOANING SO SEXY IN MY EAR. SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE COULD FEEL ME STRETCHING HER PUSSY WALLS AND IT FELT DELICIOUS!! I SANK ALL OF MY DICK INTO HER AND SHE GRABBED MY ASS AND PUSHED ME INTO HER AND SQUEEZED HER PUSSY ON MY DICK CREATING A KIND OF SUCTION CUP EFFECT!!
SHE STARTED TO CUM WITHIN THE FIRST FIVE MINUTES OF ENGAGING, SHE WAS WET AS FUCK AND BUCKING HER HIPS UP TO EVERY STROKE OF MY DICK, AND I MEAN IT WAS LIKE FUCKING A VIDEO MODEL. DENISE WAS SEXY, YOU HEAR ME S E X Y, AND I WAS THE MAN ALL UP IN IT!! SO I DECIDED TO "DADDY LONG STROKE THE PUSSY" AND SHE LOST IT SHE CAME THREE MORE TIMES AND WITHIN THE CUMMING SHE WAS SAYING SEXY SHIT TO ME LIKE; "THAT DICK FEELS SO NICE STROKING MY PUSSY" OOOHH.... I LOVE THE WAY IT FEELS, I'VE NEVER BEEN MADE LOVE TO LIKE THIS, YESSS... MAKE LOVE TO MEEE..... SHE STARTED TO KISS ME LONG AND DEEP IN THE MOUTH REACHING FOR THE BACK OF MY THROAT TYPE SHIT. SHE HOISTED HER LEGS FAR BEHIND HER HEAD AND I MEAN SHE WAS SOLID LIKE CONCRETE. MY BALLS RESTED ON HER HOT ASSHOLE AND SHE REACHED UNDERNEATH AND WAS PRESSING MY BALLS ON HER ASSHOLE. ALL I COULD SEE WAS DENISE'S BIG ASS TITTIES BANGING FROM SIDE TO SIDE, UP AND DOWN, mm..mm..mm..
WE WERE IN THIS POSITION FOR AT LEAST 45 MINUTES, AND I MEAN THAT PUSSY FELT LIKE IT JUST CAME OUT OF THE OVEN, WET, HOT AND STEAMY!!! SHE SAID SHE WANTED TO GET ON TOPS, SO I LAID DOWN AND WATCHED HER FINE ASS MOUNT MY HOT DICK!! SHE SLID RIGHT DOWN ON IT, SHE SAT ALL THE WAY ON IT AND STARTED TO GRIND HARD ON MY FAT DICK. BY THIS TIME SHE STARTED CUMMING. DENISE HAD TO HAVE CAME SIX TIMES WITHIN 4 MINUTES, CAUSE EVERYTIME SHE CAME YOU COULD SEE THE GOOSEBUMPS RUNNING ACROSS HER CHEST AND ARMS!! GRINNING OUT OF ECSTACY SHE SAT UP AND EXPOSED HER FAT TITTIES, THEM SHITS WERE PERKY AND THEY SAT UP LIKE LIGHTS ON A THUNDERBIRD!! HER NIPPLES WERE POINTING STRAIGHT OUT AT ME AND I SUCKED THE FUCK OUT OF THEM!! I HAD BOTH NIPPLES IN MY MOUTH ALL WHILE I'M STROKING THE SHIT OUT OF HER. DENISE FINALLY REACHED A MULTI-ORGASM IN WHICH SHE WAS CUMMING OUT OF CONTROL!! SHE WAS STARTING TO SCREAM; "I'M CUMMING SO HARD ON THIS FAT ASS DICKKKKK, OOOOHHHHHH......." WHEN THIS HAPPENED I GRABBED HER ASS AND SPREADED HER ASSCHEEKS APART AND BOUNCED THAT ASS UP AND DOWN REAL HARD!!
DENISE WAS GETTING DIZZY FROM ALL THE CUMMING I WAS MAKING HER DO! WE DID THIS FOR WHAT SEEMED 30 MINUTES, AND SHE WANTED TO BEND OVER AND GIVE ME THE GRAND DADDY VIEW OF THAT BOOTY "THE DOGGYSTYLE" WHEN DENISE GOT ON ALL FOURS SHE SHOWED ME AN ASS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL AND ROUND, I HAD TO SUCK HER ASSHOLE AGAIN BEFORE FOR I INJECTED MY "CHUBBY DICK" BACK IN HER JUICY ASS PUSSY!! WHEN I STARTED TO SUCK HER ASSHOLE I COULD TASTE THE "VITAMIN P" THAT WAS LEAKING OUT OF HER THAT SLID BACK TO HER ASSHOLE! MAN, SHE WAS A TASTY MOTHER FUCKER!! DENISE WAS LOSING IT BY THIS TIME, I WATCHED HER ASSHOLE OPEN AND CLOSE EVERYTIME I STUCK MY TONGUE IN HER ASS. SHE FINALLY LOST IT AND SAID "FUCK ME" (why would you want me to do that??) SO WHEN ISTARTED TO SINK BACK INTO THE PUSSY SHE SAID; WAIT A MINUTE! I GOT SOME KY, I WANT YOU TO SLIP AND SLIDE AND WATCH MY FAT ASS BANG ON THAT HARD DICK!!
SO SHE LUBED ME UP AND LUBED HER PUSSY LIPS UP GOOD AND BENT OVER WIDE FOR A BROTHER!! SHE MOANED AND MOANED WHILE I SLID MY HOT DICK INTO HER. NO SOONER THAN THAT SHE TOOK OVER, SHE GRABBED HER ASS AND STARTED ROCKING AND TAKING ME TO THE LIMITS OF WHAT SHE COULD HANDLE. I BEGAN TO STICK MY THUMB RIGHT ON THE RIM OF HER ASSHOLE ALL WHILE SHE WAS FUCKING ME. SHE CRIED OUT; "I LOVE IT" YESSS.... YESSS.... DADDY.... OOOOHHH THAT FEELS SOOO GOODDD MMMMMM........ ALL THIS WAS HAPPENING AND I NOTICED THAT MY THUMB WAS STARTING TO DISAPPEAR IN HER ASS AND SHE WAS LOVING ALL OF IT. I COULD FEEL MY DICK PUMPING IN HER AND WAS PUSHING UP AGAINST MY THUMB!! SHE WAS CUMMING TO THE POINT HER PUSSY JUICE WAS FLYING EVERYWHERE!!! I'M SWEATING LIKE A MOTHER FUCKER, SHE'S BUCKING HARDER AND HARDER AGAINST ME. THAT'S WHEN SHE GOT UP ON HER HANDS AND STARTED BANGING BACK ON MY "SOUL POLE" LETTING ME KNOW HOW MUCH SHE LOVED IT!!
I GRABBED HER WAIST AND MADE SURE SHE FELT EVERY INCH OF THE LOVE PIPE. SHE WAS STARTING TO CUM AGAIN BUT I COULD TELL SHE WAS CUMNMING HARD CAUSE SHE WAS YELLING AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS. SAYING SHIT LIKE I'M CUMMINGGGG..... OH GOD, I'M CUMMINNNGGGG..... OH, OH, YESSSSS.......... FUCK ME BABY!!!!!!! OH MY PUSSYYY....... YESSSS.... SHE BANGED SO HARD ON ME I SLIPPED AND WENT INTO HER ASSHOLE I THOUGHT SHE WOULD'VE DIED RIGHT THERE BUT SHE WAS A SOLDIER!! SHE SAID; "SLOW IT DOWN, I DO TAKE IT IN THE ASS" SO I DID AND SHE STARTED TO TAKE IT (i probably had about 6 inches of dick in her asshole) AND DENISE STARTED TO RIDE MY FAT DICK IN NICE EVEN STROKES. SHE RODE ME MOANING NOT AS LOUD AS BEFORE BUT EITHER WAY MY DICK WAS IN HER ASSHOLE AND IT FELT LIKE I BELONGED IN THERE!! SHE SLID NICELY ON MY DICK AND WAS RUBBING HER PUSSY AND CLIT ALL WHILE THIS WAS GOING ON!! THE NEXT THING YOU KNOW I'M ABOUT READY TO "SKEET" MY "LOVE JUICE" AND SHE KNEW IT SO SHE POPPED OFF MY DICK AND TOOK THE RUBBER OFF AND BEGAN TO SUCK ME DICK REAL GOOD!!
DENISE'S HEAD WAS SOME OF THE BEST THIS SIDE OF THE MISSISSIPPI!!! SHE AGAIN TRIED TO SWALLOW MY DICK AND ALL YOU COULD HEAR WAS THE GULPING AND HARD SUCKING SHE WAS DOING TO MY DICK, WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN I'M READY TO BUST!! SHE KNEW IT TO CAUSE SHE COULD FEEL ME GETTING HARDER AND HARDER!! I CAME RIGHT IN HER MOUTH AND SHE SWALLOWED EVERY DROP, DENISE SUCKED ME DRY AND WAS STILL SUCKING WHEN IT WAS SAID AND DONE!! AFTERWARD SHE JUST LAID THERE WITH HER ASS UP IN THE AIR MOANING WHEN SHE EXPLAINED THAT IF THAT MOTHER FUCKER (MY DAWG) WAS GONNA "PASS THE PUSSY" THEN SHE WAS GONNA MAKE SURE THE MOTHER FUCKER WHO GOT IT WOULD LOVE IT!! (I KNOW SHE SHOWED ME) SHE TOLD ME SHE LOVED FUCKING ME AND THAT IF SHE FELT THE NEED FOR MORE, WOULD I BE WILLING TO HELP HER IN HER TIME OF NEED AND I SAID: "HELL YEAH"
AFTER THAT WE RESTED FOR ABOUT A HALF AN HOUR, THEN WE STARTED UP A 69 WHEN HER DOORBELL RANG!!!!!!
HE GOT TO TALKING TO HER LIKE SHE WAS SO BENEATH HIM, AND YOU COULD TELL SHE WAS HURT CAUSE SHE REALLY DUG THIS MOTHER FUCKER. SO MY MAN START TALKING CRAZY TO HER SAYING CRAZY SHIT LIKE: "YOU AIN'T WORTH THE TIME NOR EFFORT I PUT INTO YOU" OR "I KNOW THERE'S NO NIGGA THAT WOULD WANT YOU" (in the back of my mind i'm like "I DO") SO HE CONTINUED ON AND ON TO THE POINT HE WAS LIKE, "IF I DROPPED YOU TONIGHT, I'D REPLACE YOU BY MORNING" SO I'M SITTING THERE LIKE YO DAWG, CHILL YO, SHE DIDN'T EVEN DO NOTHING! HE'S DRUNK AS HELL LIKE; "YOU ACT LIKE YOU WANT HER, HELL, YOU CAN HAVE HER CAUSE SHE AIN'T SHIT!" MATTER OF FACT, I'LL "PASS THE PUSSY" TO YOU!!
I'M LIKE DAWG, THAT'S YOUR GIRL AND I CAN'T DO NO SHIT LIKE THAT TO MY DAWG!! WELL, SHIT HIT THE FAN, CAUSE NO SOONER I SAID THAT THIS MOTHER FUCKER STORMS OUT OF THE CRIB AND JUMPS INTO HIS RIDE AND ROLLED OUT WITHOUT HIS GIRL! SO AFTER SHIT STARTED CALMING DOWN, I WENT OVER TO MY DAWG'S GIRL AND INTRODUCED MYSELF AND SHE INTRODUCED HERSELF, SHE SAID MY NAME IS "DENISE" AND I ASKED WAS SHE OK? YOU CAN TELL SHE WAS CRUSHED BY THE WHOLE TURN OF EVENTS, SO I ASKED HER DID SHE HAVE A RIDE TO THE CRIB AND SHE SAID NO. I TOLD DENISE WHENEVER SHE'S READY TO GO WE CAN GO, SHE SAID THANKS AND THAT WAS TOTALLY UP TO ME!! SO I ASKED IF SHE MINDED IF WE STAY A LITTLE LONGER AND HIT THIS WEED AND FINISH THE GALLON OF HENNY WE PITCHED IN ON?? SHE SAID OK!!
WELL AFTER 12 BLUNTS, AND DAMN NEAR A GALLON OF HENNY, I WAS READY TO GO. DENISE WAS FUCKED UP, YOU COULD TELL CAUSE SHE WAS LOOSE, MEANING CONVERSATION, PHYSICAL REACTIONS SO ON AND SO FORTH. SHE WAS JUST RELIEVED THAT SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO ARGUE WITH NOBODY. I TOLD HER, NOT WITH ME AS HIGH AS I AM, I'M EASY LIKE SUNDAY MORNING! DENISE LAUGHED AND SAID THANK YOU!! I SAID FOR WHAT?? FOR COOLIN OUT WITH ME AND MAKING FEEL COMFORTABLE AND GAVE A BROTHA A QUICK KISS. I SAID WHAT'S THAT FOR?? SHE SAID; IT'S JUST SOMETHING SHE WANTED TO DO!! (now this is suppose to be my dawg's girl, and she kisses a brotha???) SO WE HEAD OUT TO MY CAR AND I GO TO LET DENISE IN WHEN SHE GRABS ME AND SLOBS THE SHIT OUT OF ME RIGHT THEN AND THERE!!
MY DICK ROSE FASTER THAN THE NEW YORK STOCK EXCHANGE!! I MEAN TO HAVE A WOMAN SO WELL BUILT AND FINE AS DENISE, I KNEW SHIT WAS ON AND CRACKIN!! WHILE KISSING HER I REACHED FOR HER ASS AND IT WAS LIKE GRABBING TWO FAT ASS BOWLING BALLS, mm..mm..mm.. DENISE NEVER PULLED BACK OR NOTHING IT'S LIKE SHE WANTED THIS TO GO DOWN. SO WE'RE IN THE CAR TALKING AND DENISE TOLD ME THAT SHE APOLOGIZED FOR HER ACTIONS AND I SAID; NO, THANK YOU FOR SUCH A WONDERFUL KISS, THAT SHIT IS LETHAL. ALMOST HAD ME "BUST A CHUBBY" IN MY DRAWS, SHE LAUGHED AND SAID; I THOUGHT I FELT SOMETHING ON MY STOMACH!! I GAVE HER SUCH A GRIN, CAUSE LITTLE DID SHE KNOW IF I WHIP THIS FAT ASS DICK I GOT, SHE'S GONNA WANNA FUCK IT!! (i'm not conceited i just know i do have a nice size dick!!) WORD UP!!
SO WE GET TO DENISE'S CRIB AND SHE TOLD ME TO CUM UP FOR A LITTLE BIT! I'M DRUNK AS HELL AND I KEPT LOOKING AT DENISE'S SEXY ASS AND SAID OK!! SO WE GET UPSTAIRS AND SHE SHOWED ME AROUND AND GOT ME A HENNY ON ICE TO TOP OFF THE NIGHT AND SHE ALSO HAD A HALF A STOG!! WE SAT AND SMOKED AND DRANK AND ONCE MY DRINK WAS DONE SHE TOLD ME TO HOLD ON FOR A MINUTE SHE WENT INTO THE BATHROOM AND IN ABOUT FIVE MINUTES SHE COMES OUT IN NOTHING BUT A RED BRA AND RED BOOTY DRAWS ALL UP IN HER BIG FAT ASS!! WHOOO, SHE HAD BODY, I'M MEAN BETTER THAN BEYONCE OR JANET TYPE OF BODY!! SHE CAME AND STRADDLED ME AND STARTED KISSING THE FUCK OUT OF ME GRINDING HER ALREADY WET CARAMEL PUSSY ALL ON ME!! SHE WAS MOANING AND GRINDING AND STARTED TO UNDO HER BRA AND I MEAN THESE GIGANTIC CARAMEL TITTIES FLOPPED FROM HER BRA WITH THESE 1 INCH SIZE NIPPLES.
I GRABBED BOTH OF THEM SHITS AND STARTED TO SUCK AND SQUEEZE HER PERFECTLY SHAPED TITTIES, DENISE BEGAN TO MOANING LOUDLY AND STARTED GRINDING EVEN HARDER ON MY LAP TO THE POINT I HAD TO SOON GET "MY BUDDY" OUT OF CONFINEMENT! SHE MUST'VE FELT HOW HARD I WAS CAUSE SHE SAID; "I CAN FEEL THE HEAT OF YOUR DICK THROUGH YOUR PANTS, CAN I GET THAT OUT FOR YOU??" I SAID; I SURE WISH YOU WOULD!! WITH THAT SHE SAID FUCK THIS, AND UNDID MY PANTS, SHE REACHED IN AND PULLED MY FULLY ERECT 8 1/2 INCHES OF FURY OUT AND SHE SAID; OOOHH.. BABY, THAT'S A PRETTY BIG DICK YOU HAD PRESSED UP AGAINST YOU, AND ITS FAT AS HELL!! I TOLD HER YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THAT?? DENISE REPLIED, LET ME SEE AND PUT HER MOUTH ON MY DICK WITH NO INTRODUCTION, NO LICKING, NO SLATHERING, JUST OPEN AND SAY AHH!!
HER LIPS SEEM TO CLING TO THE FATNESS OF MY DICK MOANING AND HAD SO MUCH SPIT ON MY DICK IT WAS SLICK AS FUCK WITHIN 2 MINUTES!! SHE LOOKED UP AT ME AND SAID SHE'S NEVER HAD A DICK AS THICK AS MINE, SHE HAS HAD LONGER (AN 11 INCHER) BUT HE WAS LONG AND NOT THICK LIKE ME! DENISE SUCKED MY DICK FOR AT LEAST 20 MINUTES AND I MEAN MY DICK WAS WETTER THAN THE WETTEST, ALL THE WHILE BOBBING HER HEAD FASTER AND HARDER (with no teeth ) I DAMN NEAR CAME SHE SUCKED ME SO GOOD, AND THE WAY SHE WAS STROKING MY "FAT DUDE" MADE ME WANT TO BUST RIGHT IN HER EYES. SO AFTER ALL THIS DICK SUCKING GOING ON, I ASKED HER DID SHE MIND IF I PAY THE FAVOR BACK AND SHE YELLED; "YES" SO BEFORE I COULD EAT SHE WANTED TO GO TO HER BEDROOM SO SHE COULD STRETCH OUT. COOL WITH ME CAUSE "I LOVE EATING PUSSY"
DENISE LAID UP ON THE WITH HER ASS UP IN THE AIR AND THAT'S WHEN I REALLY SAW HOW WELL DEFINED THAT ASS WAS!! IT SAT UP LIKE A BASEBALL MOUND AND YES I WAS READY TO PITCH 8 1/2 INNINGS OFF OF IT!! I STARTED FROM HER NECK AND WORKED MY WAY DOWN TO HER ASS. I KISSED AND LICKED ALL OVER IT AND FINALLY STUCK A TONGUE RIGHT IN HER ASSHOLE SHE SQUEALED WITH SUCH DELIGHT AND SQUIRMED SO SEXY TO THE RIMMING I WAS GIVING HER. HER ASSHOLE WAS A LITTLE TIGHT BUT ONCE MY TONGUE TWISTED AND SPUN AROUND THE ASSHOLE SHE WAS SPEECHLESS, DAMN NEAR PARALYZED FROM THE ASS WORK I WAS PUTTING IN. SO AFTER ABOUT 20 MINUTES OF "ASS HEAD" I BEGAN TO EAT THAT PUSSY FROM BEHIND WITH MY NOSE IN HER ASSHOLE WORKING THAT WHILE I EAT HER SWEET TASTING PUSSY!! HER PUSSY JUICE TASTED LIKE A SWEET CANTELOUPE, AND SHE WAS SEXY IN THE WAY SHE LET HERSELF GO.
DENISE WAS TO THE POINT WHERE SHE REACHED AND GOT OUT A RUBBER AND I TOLD HER I ONLY USE A CERTAIN TYPE OF RUBBER (MAGNUM "gold wrapper") SO I GOT UP AND REACHED FOR MY PANTS AND PULLED ONE OUT, AND DENISE REACHED UP AND PUT MY FAT ROCK HARD DICK BACK IN HER MOUTH. SHE SUCKED ME DEEP AND STILL HAD ABOUT AN INCH AND A HALF HANGING OUT OF HER MOUTH! YOU COULD TELL SHE WAS TRYING HER BEST TO SWALLOW ME CAUSE THERE WERE TEARS RUNNING DOWN THE SIDES OF HER FACE!! AFTER THIS I PUT THE RUBBER ON AND COMMENCED INTO SINKING MY BIG FAT DICK IN HER. DENISE CLOSED HER EYES AND BEGAN TO ENJOY ME SINKING INCH BY INCH OF MY DICK INTO HER SHE STARTED BREATHING SLOWLY AND MOANING SO SEXY IN MY EAR. SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE COULD FEEL ME STRETCHING HER PUSSY WALLS AND IT FELT DELICIOUS!! I SANK ALL OF MY DICK INTO HER AND SHE GRABBED MY ASS AND PUSHED ME INTO HER AND SQUEEZED HER PUSSY ON MY DICK CREATING A KIND OF SUCTION CUP EFFECT!!
SHE STARTED TO CUM WITHIN THE FIRST FIVE MINUTES OF ENGAGING, SHE WAS WET AS FUCK AND BUCKING HER HIPS UP TO EVERY STROKE OF MY DICK, AND I MEAN IT WAS LIKE FUCKING A VIDEO MODEL. DENISE WAS SEXY, YOU HEAR ME S E X Y, AND I WAS THE MAN ALL UP IN IT!! SO I DECIDED TO "DADDY LONG STROKE THE PUSSY" AND SHE LOST IT SHE CAME THREE MORE TIMES AND WITHIN THE CUMMING SHE WAS SAYING SEXY SHIT TO ME LIKE; "THAT DICK FEELS SO NICE STROKING MY PUSSY" OOOHH.... I LOVE THE WAY IT FEELS, I'VE NEVER BEEN MADE LOVE TO LIKE THIS, YESSS... MAKE LOVE TO MEEE..... SHE STARTED TO KISS ME LONG AND DEEP IN THE MOUTH REACHING FOR THE BACK OF MY THROAT TYPE SHIT. SHE HOISTED HER LEGS FAR BEHIND HER HEAD AND I MEAN SHE WAS SOLID LIKE CONCRETE. MY BALLS RESTED ON HER HOT ASSHOLE AND SHE REACHED UNDERNEATH AND WAS PRESSING MY BALLS ON HER ASSHOLE. ALL I COULD SEE WAS DENISE'S BIG ASS TITTIES BANGING FROM SIDE TO SIDE, UP AND DOWN, mm..mm..mm..
WE WERE IN THIS POSITION FOR AT LEAST 45 MINUTES, AND I MEAN THAT PUSSY FELT LIKE IT JUST CAME OUT OF THE OVEN, WET, HOT AND STEAMY!!! SHE SAID SHE WANTED TO GET ON TOPS, SO I LAID DOWN AND WATCHED HER FINE ASS MOUNT MY HOT DICK!! SHE SLID RIGHT DOWN ON IT, SHE SAT ALL THE WAY ON IT AND STARTED TO GRIND HARD ON MY FAT DICK. BY THIS TIME SHE STARTED CUMMING. DENISE HAD TO HAVE CAME SIX TIMES WITHIN 4 MINUTES, CAUSE EVERYTIME SHE CAME YOU COULD SEE THE GOOSEBUMPS RUNNING ACROSS HER CHEST AND ARMS!! GRINNING OUT OF ECSTACY SHE SAT UP AND EXPOSED HER FAT TITTIES, THEM SHITS WERE PERKY AND THEY SAT UP LIKE LIGHTS ON A THUNDERBIRD!! HER NIPPLES WERE POINTING STRAIGHT OUT AT ME AND I SUCKED THE FUCK OUT OF THEM!! I HAD BOTH NIPPLES IN MY MOUTH ALL WHILE I'M STROKING THE SHIT OUT OF HER. DENISE FINALLY REACHED A MULTI-ORGASM IN WHICH SHE WAS CUMMING OUT OF CONTROL!! SHE WAS STARTING TO SCREAM; "I'M CUMMING SO HARD ON THIS FAT ASS DICKKKKK, OOOOHHHHHH......." WHEN THIS HAPPENED I GRABBED HER ASS AND SPREADED HER ASSCHEEKS APART AND BOUNCED THAT ASS UP AND DOWN REAL HARD!!
DENISE WAS GETTING DIZZY FROM ALL THE CUMMING I WAS MAKING HER DO! WE DID THIS FOR WHAT SEEMED 30 MINUTES, AND SHE WANTED TO BEND OVER AND GIVE ME THE GRAND DADDY VIEW OF THAT BOOTY "THE DOGGYSTYLE" WHEN DENISE GOT ON ALL FOURS SHE SHOWED ME AN ASS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL AND ROUND, I HAD TO SUCK HER ASSHOLE AGAIN BEFORE FOR I INJECTED MY "CHUBBY DICK" BACK IN HER JUICY ASS PUSSY!! WHEN I STARTED TO SUCK HER ASSHOLE I COULD TASTE THE "VITAMIN P" THAT WAS LEAKING OUT OF HER THAT SLID BACK TO HER ASSHOLE! MAN, SHE WAS A TASTY MOTHER FUCKER!! DENISE WAS LOSING IT BY THIS TIME, I WATCHED HER ASSHOLE OPEN AND CLOSE EVERYTIME I STUCK MY TONGUE IN HER ASS. SHE FINALLY LOST IT AND SAID "FUCK ME" (why would you want me to do that??) SO WHEN ISTARTED TO SINK BACK INTO THE PUSSY SHE SAID; WAIT A MINUTE! I GOT SOME KY, I WANT YOU TO SLIP AND SLIDE AND WATCH MY FAT ASS BANG ON THAT HARD DICK!!
SO SHE LUBED ME UP AND LUBED HER PUSSY LIPS UP GOOD AND BENT OVER WIDE FOR A BROTHER!! SHE MOANED AND MOANED WHILE I SLID MY HOT DICK INTO HER. NO SOONER THAN THAT SHE TOOK OVER, SHE GRABBED HER ASS AND STARTED ROCKING AND TAKING ME TO THE LIMITS OF WHAT SHE COULD HANDLE. I BEGAN TO STICK MY THUMB RIGHT ON THE RIM OF HER ASSHOLE ALL WHILE SHE WAS FUCKING ME. SHE CRIED OUT; "I LOVE IT" YESSS.... YESSS.... DADDY.... OOOOHHH THAT FEELS SOOO GOODDD MMMMMM........ ALL THIS WAS HAPPENING AND I NOTICED THAT MY THUMB WAS STARTING TO DISAPPEAR IN HER ASS AND SHE WAS LOVING ALL OF IT. I COULD FEEL MY DICK PUMPING IN HER AND WAS PUSHING UP AGAINST MY THUMB!! SHE WAS CUMMING TO THE POINT HER PUSSY JUICE WAS FLYING EVERYWHERE!!! I'M SWEATING LIKE A MOTHER FUCKER, SHE'S BUCKING HARDER AND HARDER AGAINST ME. THAT'S WHEN SHE GOT UP ON HER HANDS AND STARTED BANGING BACK ON MY "SOUL POLE" LETTING ME KNOW HOW MUCH SHE LOVED IT!!
I GRABBED HER WAIST AND MADE SURE SHE FELT EVERY INCH OF THE LOVE PIPE. SHE WAS STARTING TO CUM AGAIN BUT I COULD TELL SHE WAS CUMNMING HARD CAUSE SHE WAS YELLING AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS. SAYING SHIT LIKE I'M CUMMINGGGG..... OH GOD, I'M CUMMINNNGGGG..... OH, OH, YESSSSS.......... FUCK ME BABY!!!!!!! OH MY PUSSYYY....... YESSSS.... SHE BANGED SO HARD ON ME I SLIPPED AND WENT INTO HER ASSHOLE I THOUGHT SHE WOULD'VE DIED RIGHT THERE BUT SHE WAS A SOLDIER!! SHE SAID; "SLOW IT DOWN, I DO TAKE IT IN THE ASS" SO I DID AND SHE STARTED TO TAKE IT (i probably had about 6 inches of dick in her asshole) AND DENISE STARTED TO RIDE MY FAT DICK IN NICE EVEN STROKES. SHE RODE ME MOANING NOT AS LOUD AS BEFORE BUT EITHER WAY MY DICK WAS IN HER ASSHOLE AND IT FELT LIKE I BELONGED IN THERE!! SHE SLID NICELY ON MY DICK AND WAS RUBBING HER PUSSY AND CLIT ALL WHILE THIS WAS GOING ON!! THE NEXT THING YOU KNOW I'M ABOUT READY TO "SKEET" MY "LOVE JUICE" AND SHE KNEW IT SO SHE POPPED OFF MY DICK AND TOOK THE RUBBER OFF AND BEGAN TO SUCK ME DICK REAL GOOD!!
DENISE'S HEAD WAS SOME OF THE BEST THIS SIDE OF THE MISSISSIPPI!!! SHE AGAIN TRIED TO SWALLOW MY DICK AND ALL YOU COULD HEAR WAS THE GULPING AND HARD SUCKING SHE WAS DOING TO MY DICK, WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN I'M READY TO BUST!! SHE KNEW IT TO CAUSE SHE COULD FEEL ME GETTING HARDER AND HARDER!! I CAME RIGHT IN HER MOUTH AND SHE SWALLOWED EVERY DROP, DENISE SUCKED ME DRY AND WAS STILL SUCKING WHEN IT WAS SAID AND DONE!! AFTERWARD SHE JUST LAID THERE WITH HER ASS UP IN THE AIR MOANING WHEN SHE EXPLAINED THAT IF THAT MOTHER FUCKER (MY DAWG) WAS GONNA "PASS THE PUSSY" THEN SHE WAS GONNA MAKE SURE THE MOTHER FUCKER WHO GOT IT WOULD LOVE IT!! (I KNOW SHE SHOWED ME) SHE TOLD ME SHE LOVED FUCKING ME AND THAT IF SHE FELT THE NEED FOR MORE, WOULD I BE WILLING TO HELP HER IN HER TIME OF NEED AND I SAID: "HELL YEAH"
AFTER THAT WE RESTED FOR ABOUT A HALF AN HOUR, THEN WE STARTED UP A 69 WHEN HER DOORBELL RANG!!!!!!
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