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Amanda and MeI walked in the door of my one bedroom apartment and headed straight for the computer. Lately it seemed like I had the same boring routine everyday: get up early, work all day at my stressful IT job, go straight to the computer when I get home to look at porn and masterbate, then eat dinner and go to bed early. Unfortunately tonight was no exception.As I waited for my computer to boot up I started thinking about how much porn I had watched lately. I had all different kinds of straight porn, from amatuer to anal to threesomes, but for some reason I had found myself increasingly drawn to shemale porn lately. The first time I came while jacking off to a shemale video I felt weird afterwards, like there might be a chance that I was gay and didn’t know it, but after a while I realized that just because I liked looking at hot chicks with hard cocks that didn’t mean I was gay, it just meant I was expanding my sexual horizons.When the computer was ready I decided not to look at my straight porn and instead found a video online of a good looking shemale stroking her hard cock. Pulling my pants off I squirted a little lotion in my hand and began rubbing my already hardening cock. The shemale had a big cock, long and hard, and although it was longer that my six inch cock and definitely thicker I was turned on by her large cock. As she started to get close to orgasm I increased the pace of my own stroking and as always I tried to time my cumshot with the video. My timing was impeccable and I managed to shoot my load at the exact same time as the hot shemale I was watching.As I watched her cum pool in her belly button I wondered, not for the first time, what it would be like to see a real shemale in person. What would it be like to touch a shemale’s cock? Would I like it? I had only been with women before and with the exception of my college girlfriend occasionally massaging the outside of my asshole when we had sex I had never really been that adventurous in bed or willing to ask for something I wanted to try. In fact, the only reason my college girlfriend did that was because she said her ex liked it and she had heard most guys did.After logging off the computer and cleaning up I ate a quick dinner and then retired to the couch for some tv before bed. About 9 o’clock I got a text about dinner on Friday night with some college friends and I gratefully accepted. Pretty soon it was time for bed and a chance to do it all over again the next day.Thankfully the week passed quickly and Friday arrived in no time. When I walked in the door after work on Friday I went straight to my room to get ready. After a quick shower I dressed in a collared shirt and jeans for dinner at a new gastropub and bar which had just opened down the street from me. It was going to be good to see my college friends again. We had all graduated together about two years prior and were all single and working too much. Being the typical shy technical guy I had a hard time making friends at work but with my college buddies I felt like I was always able to relax and be myself.I walked the three blocks to the restaurant and found my friends in a booth in the back. After some good natured teasing and catching up we had a nice meal. The food was good, the beer was excellent and after a few hours and a few drinks it was time to say goodbye. After shaking hands all around and everyone heading out I decided to make one last trip to the bathroom before my short walk home.Standing at the urinal peeing I listened to the two guys at the sink have a conversation about their dates and which one of them was going to get lucky. Shaking my head at my predicament of going home alone I washed my hands and exited the bathroom. I pushed open the door and immediately ran straight into someone coming out of the women’s bathroom across the hall. I didn’t think I was moving that fast but when we collided, her and I and her purse went flying in all different directions. As I caught myself I quickly turned around to see if the woman I ran into was unhurt.She had braced herself against the wall in the hallway so I quickly closed the space between us and extended my hand to her elbow to help steady her.As she got her heels back under her she turned around I got my first look at her. She looked to be in her early twenties, dark hair down to her shoulders cut to frame her cute face. With heals on she was tall, although still two or three inches shorter than me at 6′. With her thin frame and budding chest she looked like a dancer about to do a pirouette.”Are you ok? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to come barreling out of the bathroom like that.””Oh I’m fine,” she answered with an off-handed flick of her wrist, “I’ve had worse.”Her answering smile not only seemed to reassure me that I would not be getting chewed out but it also lit up her face and made her that much more attractive. I smiled and bent down to pick up her purse only to realize that everything that was inside her purse before we collided was now on the ground. istanbul escort She bent down next to me to help gather up her things.”So you run into a lot of girls here?” she asked as she playfully nudged me with her shoulder.I did my best to keep the nervousness out of my laugh. “Nope, you’re the first.” After picking up her cell phone I quickly added, “I guess it was all just part of my plan to get my hands on the new iPhone here.”Taking it out of my hand and putting it in her purse she asked what kind of phone I had.”A blackberry. Unfortunately my iPhone was having connectivity problems with the server at work so I had to switch.””The server huh? What do you do?”After standing and helping her up I started to explain about my IT job. After thirty seconds or so of non-stop talking I finally realized that if some random cute girl I almost flattened against the wall was asking questions about me and my boring job that must mean she was at least somewhat interested in me. Thankfully I had had a few drinks so I stopped mid sentence and summoned all the liquid courage I had.”Can I buy you a drink?”With that bright smile returning to her face she replied, “I thought you’d never ask.”I ordered us two drinks at the bar and we grabbed some barstools. I didn’t have a lot of experience with girls so I just started asking questions. She opened up pretty quickly and I managed to get a good picture of who she was. Her name was Amanda and she grew up not five miles from where we stood. She still lived close by and had come to dinner here with a friend but her friend had just left because she had to work early in the morning.Over the course of our conversation I came to realize that Amanda was funny, engaging, outgoing and kind of a flirt. The first time she brushed my leg with her hand I thought it was an accident but after about ten minutes she just placed her hand on my knee and left it there, slowly making circles with her fingers while talking. I was still too shy to make a move but thankfully Amanda wasn’t and after about thirty minutes her circles had moved slowly up my leg. Once her finger even brushed against my hardening cock. I saw her glance down at my crotch a few times and get the beginnings of a smile on her lips before she would dive back into the conversation.After an hour and a few drinks at the bar together Amanda leaned in close and whispered, “Would you like to get out of here?”I couldn’t answer ‘yes’ quickly enough and the next thing I knew we were exiting the bar and she had grabbed my hand. “Your place or mine?” I asked.”Yours, it’s closer and I have to pee.”We walked the three blocks to my apartment with my hand in hers. Unlocking the door I pointed out the bathroom and sat on the couch. As I listened to the faint sound of her peeing I couldn’t believe my luck. I literally ran into a super cute girl at the bar, we had a great conversation and there we were back at my apartment. Were we going to fool around tonight? I was probably too chicken to make that big of a move but I was pretty sure from our conversation that Amanda was the type to dictate that anyway.Amanda exited the bathroom and sat down next to me on the couch.Her hand immediately returned to my leg and I felt my bulge rising again. As I turned toward her she pounced, mashing her lips up against mine. Her kiss was soft and passionate at first and then slowly she began to be a little more aggressive. Her mouth parted and her tongue found it’s way into my mouth. It had been months since I had kissed anyone and years since I had enjoyed it this much.Her tongue swirled in my mouth while her hand slowly made its way up my thigh. It only took a few seconds before she was rubbing my cock through my jeans. As our tongues danced she got a firmer grip on my cock and began massaging the entire length of the shaft. After another minute of rubbing my cock Amanda took her hand away and started undoing the buttons on my shirt. After getting it open she broke our kissing to reach down and in one swift motion lift her own shirt over her head. Now in her bra and jeans she strattled my lap facing me and ground her ass down onto my hard cock.She traced her fingers down my chest and then moved to the button on my jeans. She unsnapped it and slid the zipper down, giving my trapped cock a little air. Without a word from me she leaned back and undid her bra, allowing her small yet perky b-cup breasts to sit right at my eye level. Watching my hungry eyes devour her chest she asked, “See anything you like?” followed by that great smile again.Amanda leaned back in and pressed her naked breasts against me and then slowly slid down my body. She kissed my upper chest then she licked and sucked each nipple. Going down she soon arrived at my unbuttoned pants. She hooked the top of my jeans with her thumbs and in one motion pulled them down and off. Tossing them behind her my boxers quickly followed and before I knew it she was avcılar escort knealing between my bare legs with my exposed cock inches from her face.Taking my hard cock in her hand she planted a kiss on the head while making seductive eye contact with me. She licked the back of the cockhead and my dick twitched in her hand.Using her tongue to bathe the underside of my cock, she slowly slid my cock in her mouth inch by inch until she was all the way down. Sliding it back out she started to pick up the pace of her sucking. I can honestly say that I had never had a blow job like this before. With her hot mouth, swirling tongue and spit-smooth motion it’s a wonder I didn’t cum in the first few seconds.While her mouth was on my cock her hand started gently massaging my balls. No sooner had I gotten used to her fingers tickling my sack she slid them down to my ass. At first she just teased the outside of my hole but in no time I felt her slip a finger in to the first knuckle. The moan that escaped my lips told her how much I enjoyed that so I felt her saliva lubricated finger push deeper. She bottomed out her entire index finger in my ass before slowly sliding it back out. The feeling was slightly uncomfortable at first since it was unlike anything I had ever felt before but after she finger fucked me for few seconds it started feeling good.After working her finger in my ass and her amazing mouth on my cock for a few minutes I started to feel the pressure in my balls build up. I started to sit up to let her know that her amazing oral and hand skills were going to make me cum soon when she slowed her mouth and finger to a stop. Taking my cock out of her mouth with a pop she smiled up at me and then slowly rose to her feet. Looking down at me she grabbed the button on the front of her jeans and made eye contact.”Do you like surprises?”My first thought was that she had totally shaved public hair or something. With a stupid grin on my face I replied, “Oh, I love surprises!”She winked and smiled and said, “We will see about that.”She undid the button of her jeans and slowly slid the zipper down. Swaying her hips back and forth she worked her skinny jeans down her legs until they were piled at her feet. Her body was amazing, I couldn’t stop my eyes from traveling down from her cute face, past her perky breasts and flat stomach down to the black thong she was wearing. With the low light in my apartment it almost looked like there was a bump there but I just figured all the shemale porn I had been watching lately had gotten in my head.As if reading my mind Amanda traced her hand down her stomach and let it come to rest on the bulge in her thong. I couldn’t believe the bulge was real. “Have you ever heard of a transsexual?” she asked.”Shemales? Ummm, yeah I guess.” My nonchalance was betrayed by my cock springing back to full attention at her mention of transsexuals.Looking down at my now rock hard cock she smiled and said, “I think he might be more familiar with them than you are. And it looks like he likes it.”I laughed and nodded my head. “Does that mean you…”I trailed off as she hooked her fingers into the slides of her thong and slowly slid it down. Her semi-hard cock sprang out and stood at half mast not a foot from my face. I had never seen a cock in the flesh besides my own and although I had watched hours of shemale porn it was surreal to see a cock sprouting from between the legs of this beautiful feminine creature. I was mesmerized by her cock and even though it wasn’t fully hard yet I knew her cock would definitely be longer and thicker than mine. I had also never seen an uncircumcised cock before but seeing her cock head hiding behind a thin layer of skin was a huge turnon.I leaned forward and reached out, taking her cock in my hand. She gasped when I touched it but when I looked up she had pure lust in her eyes. I began stroking her cock and I felt it get harder in my hand. After a few pumps her cock was hard and had to be at least eight inches. A glistening drop of precum began to form at the tip of her cock and before I knew it I was leaned forward and extended my tongue, licking the precum off the tip of her cock. It was salty and warm and immediately I knew I wanted more. I moved the head of her cock to my lips and used my tongue to lick the back of the cockhead like she had done to me. I heard her moan as I took the head in my mouth.The taste of her cock was unlike anything I had ever tasted before, it was earthy and warm but definitely tasted like it belonged on her hairless feminine body. I took as much of her cock in my mouth as I could before I had to slide it back out. After taking her cock in and out of my mouth a few times I felt her hands in my hair, lightly applying pressure to the back of my head as I slid my mouth back down on her cock.”Oh yeah, just like that. You’re a natural baby.”Her praise of my cocksucking made me even more excited. My rock hard cock bounced against my stomach as şirinevler escort I bobbed up and down on her cock. As I continued sucking her moaning increased and I could taste more and more of her precum. The taste was amazing and if I had known that I would like it that much I would have pursued shemales long before that.After sucking her cock for a few minutes Amanda put her hands on the side of my head and tilted my head back so I was looking at her face. “Do you want to take this to your bed?” she asked.I took her saliva covered cock out of my mouth and nodded. With Amanda’s hand in mine we walked through my bedroom door to the bed where she spanked me on the ass and gave me a playful shove onto the bed. Rolling onto my back Amanda came towards me, her hard cock swaying between her legs.She laid with her body on top of mine and once again found my mouth with hers. Her tongue kissing was passionate and her still wet cock ground against mine. Our cocks slid back and forth against each other as my arms wrapped around her back and pulled her closer. Her breasts pressed against me and her hands held my head while we made out.Amanda then lifted up off me and took her mouth from mine. Strattling my stomach she kept moving forward on her knees until her cock was right in front of my face. Grabbing a pillow and placing it under my head she smiled at me as I opened my mouth to allow her cock in. Placing her cock head on my tongue she rocked back and forth sliding her cock in and out of my mouth. Amanda had a hand in my hair and after a few seconds she was fucking my mouth in a nice rhythm. I enjoyed this position immensely as I could look up at her face while her cock was in my mouth. From the look of extacy on her face I was more turned on than ever just knowing I could give such a beautiful girl so much pleasure.After fucking my face for a few minutes she took her cock from my mouth and backed up until my hard cock bumped into her lower back. “Aww, still hard as a rock huh?” she purred. “Let me help.”She slid down until she was on all fours between my legs and took my cock back in her mouth. Her finger returned immediately to my ass where she pushed it back in. She sucked and licked my cock and then moved down and started licking my balls. She took the first one in her mouth and the switched to the other one. After thoroughly licking each ball she spread and lifted my legs and started licking the path from my balls to my ass.I gasped as her tongue made contact with my hole. I immediately felt a tingling in my hands and feet as the nerve endings in my ass went into overdrive and within seconds I was moaning for more. She used both her finger and her tongue to give me the most intense anal pleasure I had ever felt in my life. Before long one finger turned into two and although it took some getting used to it also started to feel really good.Before her second finger entered my ass my only thought had been on the pleasure of what I was experiencing in the moment. After she penetrated me with her second finger I started to think about the possibility of her fucking me. The thought excited me and as her fingers moved in and out and I started imagining it was her cock.Feeling me wiggle my ass into her fingers, Amanda could tell how much I was enjoying it. Smiling at me she winked and leaned over to pick up the lotion from my nightstand. She squirted some in her hand and rubbed it on her cock until it was glistening in the low light. Gently she removed her fingers from my ass, and rubbed her lotion convered fingers on my hole.She positioned her cock at the entrance to my ass and looked at me for confirmation that I was ok with what was about to happen.”Please just go slow, this is my first time.”She smiled and nodded and then began to press the head of her cock against my hole. Slowly I felt my ass stretch and strain to give way to her thick eight inch cock. I thought her fingers were uncomfortable at first but she would have had to get her entire hand in my ass to prepare me for her monster cock. I almost screamed by the time I felt the head of her cock finally pass the outer ring and pop into mAmanda exhaled and gave me some time to get used to her cock in my ass. What started out as painful faded to uncomfortable and then to stimulating. After thirty seconds it started to feel good and Amanda slowly began pushing more of her cock in my ass. Little by little with stops and starts she pushed until she had her entire cock in my ass. At first it felt like I had to go to the bathroom but after some time had passed it felt more and more right, like I was finally fulfilling a deep, unrealized lust.Amanda leaned forward and brought my legs back with her so she stayed firmly implanted in my ass. Once her breasts hovered in front of my face she whispered, “Feel good?”I nodded and smiled and kissed her with a passion I didn’t know I had. Amanda slowly started fucking my ass while I wrapped my legs around her waist. As the pace of her fucking picked up so did the moaning from both of us. I reached up and played with her breasts while she reached down and started stroking my cock. At first it was a light touch but gradually she got to a pace that matched her fucking of my ass. After all her great oral treatment and the amazing sensation of having my ass fucked I knew I wouldn’t last long with her stroking.

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A Bad African Experience

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A Bad African ExperienceBy Savvas (savvas0009@hotmail. com)edited by flying fingers***June and Ray accept a two year contract in Nigeria with great anticipation and excitement, but end up regretting their decision. (MF, nc, blkmail, intr)*** June and Ray had been married for a year. Ray couldn’t believe his good fortune to have found a woman as gorgeous as June. He didn’t consider himself very appealing to women and as a result lacked confidence when he was around them. He wasn’t a particularly good looking man, and by the time he reached 25 he still hadn’t dated much. He stood 5′ 8″ tall, was slim, and not too well endowed. As a result, he all but worshipped June and tried his best to give her everything she asked for. Often, he marveled about how beautiful his 22 year old Irish bride was, with her pale white skin, flashing green eyes and long, red hair. She was slender and tall, standing about 5’7″ with long, shapely legs, flat stomach and an incredibly tight ass. Though of medium size, her boobs were cone shaped, almost pointed, with a slight up tilt. Her large pink nipples, surrounded by pale, puffy areolas, stood out prominently when aroused. Because her breasts were so firm, she often chose not to wear a bra, even when she went out in public. She knew she was attractive and loved to embarrass her rather straight laced husband by sometimes wearing tight, see-through cotton tops so that her nipples could be easily seen by everyone as they jutted against the thin material of her top. The only problem with going to Nigeria, where Ray had accepted a two year contract, was that June just didn’t care for black men, even though her encounters with them had been quite limited. In her brief experience, she had found them sweaty, smelly and poorly spoken. Worst of all, they had seemed overconfident in the way they spoke to her, almost to the point of being overbearing and intrusive. She felt uneasy around them in other ways she couldn’t explain. Still, they had jumped at the chance to go to Nigeria when Ray’s company asked for volunteers. It had been explained that Ray’s wages would be tripled (in American money), that they would have servants and a live on a large property secured by a tall fence and heavy gates. And all for the equivalent of about $20 a month. It had seemed too good an opportunity to pass up and Ray told her excitedly that it was a change to have the honeymoon they could not afford a year earlier. In truth, June would have preferred almost any other destination, but she had kept her fears and misgivings to herself. In Nigeria —– In the beginning, everything went well. As promised, they lived on a lovely property and had three domestics, two women and a male gardener. The grounds were large and full of greenery which June enjoyed looking after. To their surprise and delight, the property even had a small swimming pool. To help pass the time, June decided that she would attempt to write a book. It also provided her with a handy excuse for not associating with the wives of the other white workers, most of whom she found boring and not her sort. Since their arrival, June had received many invitations to join various women’s groups, go to morning coffees and other such, but she had declined most of them, as she felt vaguely uncomfortable around many of the other wives. After a few months, June had found it almost impossible to go shopping. Whenever she went to the village she would be followed closely by a small group of black men who would stare at her and make comments amongst themselves, speaking in a language June couldn’t understand. The situation so unnerved her that she finally began sending her domestic to do the food shopping. As time went on she did establish a friendship with the gardener, a young man named George whose English was surprisingly good. He seemed to June to be a proper person and was always polite to her and Ray. He often suggested that she go with him to the weekly market where they could buy more exotic plants for the yard. For a long time she resisted, remembering her troubles while food shopping, but eventually he convinced her there was nothing to fear and she went with him. That day she wore a pair of baggy slacks and a very loose top. Putting her hair in a large bun on top of her head, she covered it all with a large straw hat. She had discovered early on that her very pale skin was extremely vulnerable to the stung African sun and therefore she always covered herself as much as possible when outside. In truth, she knew there was another reason. Though she was proud of her body and was by nature a bit of a showoff and a tease, she realized quickly that, in this place at least, modesty and caution should be her main considerations when dressing for any ‘public’ appearance. After a long drive over rutted roads in George’s truck, they arrived at the market and June was pleased to notice several security guards. Most of the people there were black and men. George told her he would stay near the truck and June went off looking, stopping at the various stalls, amazed at the seemingly endless variety of plants available. She was absorbed in studying a group of plants when she felt hands brushing against her arms, legs and bottom. When she turned, she saw a wall of black, smiling faces. She told them by voice and gesture to go away, but they kept moving forward, their faces grinning, repeating, “Missy ok, missy ok.” At first she felt their hands lightly touching, but soon they began to grab at her. Screaming “no” as loudly as she could, she swung her handbag. She managed to hit a few of them, but then others moved in from another direction. She found herself pushed back hard against a wall. Her straw hat had come off and she was sweating heavily. Her hair had come almost completely undone, the copper colored strands plastered in wet clumps against her cheeks and forehead. She began to panic as she felt a hand move under her loose top and grab her left breast. She pushed back hard, if uselessly, against the man’s strong arm, silently cursing herself for not putting on a bra before she went out. She was pinned, unable to free herself from his grasp and he was roughly twisting her sensitive nipple, which sent a charge through her entire body. Meanwhile, other hands were working between her legs, squeezing and rubbing against her crotch through the material of her slacks. She screamed out loud again, shouting for George. She was beginning to think there was no way she could stop this shameful assault. One of the men had gotten behind her and lifted her top up so that the men standing in front could easily fondle her bared breasts. The men were laughing as they handled both of her tits expertly and despite herself she was feeling more aroused when suddenly she heard loud voices and whistles in the distance. The men abusing her looked up, then dispersed quickly when they saw several security guards led by George moving towards her in a hurry. She was shaking badly as she covered herself and tried to regain her composure. Her large nipples hurt and were still stiff enough to protrude through her top. She felt a warm stickiness between her legs and realized to her utter dismay that she had actually leaked a bit of juice from her pussy. When they got back to the truck George lifted her in and even he took advantage of the situation, momentarily resting his large right hand full on her still aching breast. She thought to protest, but quickly realized George was her only passage to safety and kept quiet. After the terrible experience she was just glad to get in the truck and be driven home. Alone in the safety of her home, she quickly stripped off her clothing and stepped into the shower. As she was washing herself under the warm water, she looked down and noticed that her nipples were still aching and sensitive to her touch and that gently rubbing the swollen buds sent a rush of pleasure straight to her pussy. Despite feeling extremely confused and conflicted by everything that had happened that afternoon, she rather ashamedly began to feel a another type of need, one she could only relieve by sliding a finger between her slippery labia until she found her hypersensitive bud. Replaying the events of that afternoon, she needed very little friction before those lovely, exhilarating feelings were flowing through her body. Her pussy lips were swollen and open and she desperately wished Ray was there as she pushed first one finger and then another deep into her slick vagina and began to pump them in and out. When her orgasm hit minutes latter it was so violent she almost collapsed on the shower floor. When Ray came home that night she told him what had happened. He was very upset and said he would contact security, report the event and arrange to have a guard with her at all times when she went into the village. She was therefore somewhat surprised and not a little aroused when he asked her to tell him every detail of what had happened to her, leaving nothing out. Sensing that she might be arousing him in some way, she did as he asked, explaining how she felt when she got home and how those feelings of intense horniness had led her to masturbate in the shower. As she hoped, this turned her husband on powerfully and within moments he had stripped her naked and was sucking noisily on her still-sensitive nipples while she held his head gently in her hands. She reached into his pants, fished out his smallish cock and began sucking istanbul escort it while he reached between her legs and massaged he clitoris. He looked down at her perfect white body, full breasts and bald cunt and blessed the day he had found her. She was extremely aroused now, moaning around his cock, and Ray knew from experience it was time to fuck her. He kissed her hard as she arched her back, spread her legs and pleaded, “Fuck me! Fuck me Ray, please hurry, I need it… now!” He pounded his cock into her for only a few minutes when he saw her face blush pink and then felt her body stiffen and spasm under him as she climaxed. At almost the same time he bucked his hips forward, burying his entire cock into her with room to spare. After a few more strokes, he groaned and spurted a small trickle of cum inside her. They both lay side by side on the floor afterward, deeply winded and very relaxed, until they both fell asleep. ***June didn’t go too far in the next few weeks and although Ray did continue to chase up security, nothing out of the ordinary happened. One morning, with about nine months left on Ray’s tour, Jane heard a buzz from the front gate. When she answered, she found it was a security man from the village. She let in a fat, very short, sweating little man who introduced himself as Magarshi, the head of local security. The first thing she noticed about the poor little man was his size, he barely came up to her chest. She also noticed that, like most of the local men, his eyes seemed to be on every part of her at once. She was getting so used to this treatment that it hardly bothered her anymore; indeed, she had almost come to expect it. And she had been caught a bit off guard that morning, wearing only a tight pair of short shorts and a very flimsy, see-through top minus her bra. When he asked her to go over her assault in the village, June told him as much as she could without going into too much detail. He was nothing but polite as he listened to her story, making notes on a flip pad while asking the occasional question. He kept taking a handkerchief out to wipe the perspiration from his rounded face, which June thought was rather unattractive. She finally asked him if he would like a drink of water. He thanked her, saying, “Yes, please, madam.” June felt his eyes on her she walked across the room to the kitchen, so on her way back with the water she ‘put on the walk,’ an ultra feminine movement that accentuated the sway of her hips and the bounce of her naked breasts. She smiled sweetly as she bent forward to hand him the glass. She felt a slight warmth between her legs, a vague sense of arousal from teasing him his way. It had been such a long time since she had done that to any man, she thought. After making a final notation, he closed his pad and put his pen in a shirt pocket. When he asked her how long she and her husband had been there, he was most surprised to find that they had only about nine months remaining. He smiled slightly at that, then asked why she hadn’t joined any of the various white women’s circles. She told him, quite bluntly, that she found most of the women boring. After a little more small talk he excused himself, walked back outside to his jeep and drove off. As he had gotten up to leave June had stolen a quick glance and was sure she’d spotted a not so small bulge in the crotch of his shorts. She laughed as she thought about how she must have really wound the poor little guy up. Maybe she would have something she could tell her husband about tonight…in detail. And she might have, except that Ray came home from work that day with some rather bad news. For the next six months, he explained, he was being transferred further inland. He wasn’t allowed to say specifically where, other than that it was not a safe place for white women. June was first angry over the new, then began to argue and sulk, asking him repeatedly if there weren’t some way he could get out of it. And Ray, as always patient to a fault, answered her repeatedly that, no, there was no way he could avoid it, the decision had already been made and it was beyond his power to do anything about it. Once Ray was gone, June wondered how she would ever get through all the months on her own. She tried to work on her book, but found she was unable to concentrate enough to make any progress. Only two weeks had gone by before she became so lonely and depressed that she went to see the higher ups in the company, complaining rather loudly about her plight. ***Several days afterward she received an angry phone call from her husband, who warned her to go easy. Word had already gotten back to him that she was making noises, he told her, adding that things were touchy enough and he damn sure didn’t need her causing him any trouble with his bosses. June was near tears when she hung up the phone; seldom had her husband been so short with her. After she thought it through, she started to appreciate the pressure he must be under. There were probably many things going on that he was not at liberty to discuss with her. She promised herself that she would keep a low profile for the remainder of his absence. She made one small exception to this rule when she received and accepted an invitation to a party being given by the British Consulate. She had been house bound for three weeks and the loneliness was starting to wear on her. She thought briefly about bring up Ray’s situation with the British Consulate, but quickly decided against it. The evening of the party she was picked up by a black stretch limo. She had gone to great lengths with her appearance and she looked stunning in her full length, strapless red dress, no bra, and four inch spike high heel shoes – which made her nearly six feet tall, adding father to her allure. She let her long red hair hang down loose around her shoulders. She looked at herself in the full length mirror and smiled happily; the combination of the red dress and copper colored hair against all the white skin she was showing made her look very sexy. After making small talk at the party for almost an hour, June was becoming bored. Finally she spotted the British Consulate and took the opportunity to introduce herself and speak to him, although she was careful to leave out any references to her husband’s situation. Several minutes later there was a stir, followed by a hushed silence, as someone came in. June saw a rush of people move toward him, everyone wanting to welcome him at once. June recognized the short man but knew nothing about him. When she asked the woman standing next to her who had arrived, she stared at June for a moment, as if not understanding her question. Her eye’s fixed on June’s. “Oh, that is Magarshi,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “He’s the head of security for this area, and a very powerful man. Everyone is extremely wary of him. I suggest you be likewise.” June sensed genuine fear in the woman’s reply and it unnerved her. Despite the warning, June still had difficulty accepting that this ugly little man really had so much power. ‘Talk about little and large,’ she thought as she watched him hold forth from across the room. Her mind thought back to the visit the small security man had paid her several weeks ago, trying to remember details. Now she wondered what he had really wanted. A shiver ran through her and suddenly she wished she had worn something less enticing. It wasn’t long before he noticed her and came across the room to greet her. As they exchanged a polite handshake, she noticed for the first time how large his hands and fingers were. At least he wasn’t perspiring, she thought. After they had talked for awhile, told her he had some good news and asked if she would pay him a visit the next day. Though she felt a bit unsettled by his offer, she knew rejecting it was out of the question. He explained that he would send his driver for her at 11 AM. After her morning shower, June donned a light yellow coloured summer dress that buttoned up the front. It clung to her figure well, pushing her breasts together to create a nice cleavage. It was short, but not too short, stopping about six inches about the knees. Upon arriving at Magarshi’s house, June was amazed at how large it was. It seemed to her almost palatial, at least in this part of the world. As the car made its way up the long, semi-circular driveway, June counted at least three security guards with dogs patrolling the grounds. Her anxiety began to increase. Upon her entrance, Magarshi greeted her politely, led her to a comfortable chair and offered her a cup of tea. Though she appreciated his civilized manner, it did nothing to help calm her nerves. After they finished their tea, he looked directly at her. “Look June, I’ll come straight to the point,” he began. “I am, as I think you understand by now, a very powerful man. I can get almost anything, how should I say it, taken care of.” June looked away from him and nodded her head.He smiled at her, his white teeth standing out against his black skin. “Since you have been with us for over a year now I was wondering if you’ve learned anything about our African way of life?” June stared at the remains in the bottom of her tea cup for a moment. “I-I don’t think so. What do you mean by that?” she asked weakly. “I mean to ask, have you ever spoken with the other white women – or girls – about our… sexual habits?” June looked up at avcılar escort Magarshi. “Yes, I’ve heard that, ah, a few of the white wives have black men as their lovers,” she said, trying not to betray the apprehension she was beginning to feel. Magarshi’s laugh was deep and guttural, filling the small room. He brought his big hands together slowly in front of him, the fingertips just touching. “Well, let me tell you something,” he said. “Over eighty per cent of white females age 12 years and above have had at least one if not several black lovers.” June tried to stay calm, but her anxiety level was climbing ever higher. Why was he telling her these things? “No, I wasn’t aware it was that high,” she said. His chair creaked slightly as he moved forward, focusing his gaze directly on her. “June, do you love your husband?” he asked bluntly. June stiffened slightly, moving her body back. The cat and mouse game they had been playing was over, she knew. Wherever this was heading, she didn’t like it. She stared back at the security man. “Yes, of course. Why would you doubt it,” she said evenly. “He’s a lucky man, you know, having a woman like you.” He studied her intently for a moment, as if trying to measure her in some fashion. Then he said: “Now, I have to ask, what would you do to save his life, June?”When the reality of her situation hit, her composure finally cracked and she began to tremble and cry. “What? That’s not a fair question. I mean, he’s OK, isn’t he, he’s safe. You wouldn’t hurt him?” “Yes,” Magarshi replied calmly, “of course he is, at least for now. But, how can I say it, things could always change.” “Let me put this directly, June,” he said, his tone becoming sterner. “I want you to be my lover. If you agree, Ray will be safe and you’ll have nothing to worry about. If you don’t, things might get, shall we say, very difficult for Ray. We might even find out that he has suffered a terrible accident. Do I make myself clear?” His tone and demeanor left no room for argument. June felt like she going into shock as Magarshi’s message began to sink in. He had seemed like such a polite little man; now he was threatening her husband’s life! Presuming her response, Magarshi pulled a business card from an inner pocket, jotted a phone number on the back and handed it to her. “That’s a private number where you can reach me,” he said. “I’ll expect a reply no later than tomorrow by noon. Please remember what I’ve said.” That night a tearful, near hysterical June spoke to her husband, explaining everything that had happened. He said he knew because he had already been told. After assuring her that she was in no way at fault, Ray told her he loved her more than anything in the world, but he was also sure Magarshi would make good on his threat to have him murdered. All his earlier anger had been drained away and he sounded subdued and defeated when he finally told her that accepting the little man’s offer was their only option. She had never heard her husband sound so dejected and she cried bitterly after hanging up the phone. She called the next morning and told Magarshi that she had agreed to his proposition. She begged him to not to do this to her, though she knew her pleas were useless. He told her she would be picked up that evening and to make sure she closed up her house as she would be staying with him for awhile. She put the phone down and burst into tears once again. She hated him. He had a reputation as a cruel and callus man. And he was so physically repulsive. My god, she wondered, how had she gotten herself into this? After the limo dropped her off, she rang the bell and a domestic showed her into a very large, lounge-like room. After standing there for what seemed like forever but was only several minutes, she became aware of her strange reactions. She had been waiting for this since her call to him yesterday, dreading it, yet she was acutely aware of her own arousal, that her juices were flowing. She tried to dismiss this as Magarshi walked into the room wearing a purple dressing gown. He greeted her differently this time, bending his head and kissing her hand. He told her not to worry, he would not hurt her; in fact, he assured her, she would enjoy it. In a wimpy voice, she once again asked him not to do this, but he paid her no attention. “June, if you will please come with me,” he said and they walked through several rooms, finally entering one that had a Jacuzzi. He told her he would be back shortly and instructed her to disrobe and get into the Jacuzzi. June did so and found the warm, bubbly water indeed made her feel relaxed. At that point a domestic entered the pool room and handed her a crystal goblet. It contained a potent, wine-like drink with a fruity taste. Magarshi encouraged her to drink it and she quickly took several large swallows, hoping it would ease her anxiety. The warm, swirling water and delicious drink began to have the desired effect and June felt deeply relaxed. About 15 minutes later, Magarshi returned with a dressing gown similar to his own and told her to put it on and follow him. From there they moved down a long corridor and entered a large room. Magarshi sat on the large, low bed and told her to remove her gown and turn herself around. He spent several minutes quietly appraising her body, murmuring to himself as he admiring her supple curves and flawless white skin, knowing they were his to do with as he pleased. Under normal circumstances, June would have felt sick and revolted by this act, but instead she was feeling an increased warmth and relaxation, a sweet lethargy, as if everything around her was slowing down and she was focused on the moment. For just a moment, she wondered if something had been put into her drink. He began by stroking her arms and gently brushing his large fingers through her long, red hair. He kissed her neck and ears and slid his hands over her body, causing her to shudder involuntarily. She was already sexually charged from knowing what was going to happen – and perhaps by her inability to prevent it. She could feel the familiar signs, her pussy lips moistening and opening, gently stretching her labia so that the tip of her clitoris was exposed, longing for the first delicious contact. She was vaguely aware that she shouldn’t be reacting this way, at least not under these conditions, but she seemed to have no control over her body’s responses. He began kissing her, gently at first, then forcing his tongue inside her mouth searching for hers. He found it and sucked it into his mouth. His hands continued their slow, steady caress of her body. Her need had been building steadily, and finally reached a point that she began removing removed his dressing gown. She tried to avoid looking at his fat stomach or anything further below as she undressed him. Her mind was whirling; she had wondered all night about this very moment, how it would come about and what she would find. Ray was of moderate size at best, and she knew there were men with larger cocks, though her experience had been rather limited. Finally she moved her hand below his belly and grasped his member. It was incredibly warm to her touch, hard and swollen and so very thick. Instinctively she moved her head lower, wanting to see it. She’d not seen that many cocks, and certainly never a black one, or one of this size. Magarshi must have sensed it. “Is this your first black cock, June?” he asked gently. He voice seemed even deeper than usual. She tilted her head upward. “Yes… yes it is,” she said haltingly. Even as she spoke she kept running her slim fingers up and down the length of his shaft, her hand moving in a slow, steady, stroking motion. It was certainly longer than Ray’s, she thought, and it felt nearly twice as thick. Her body seemed on autopilot as she slid off the bed onto the floor. Magarshi moved to the edge of the bed in front of her and spread his short legs into a V shape. June continued to stroke and fondled his large organ, which was now level with her face. She gently forced the thick foreskin back down the shaft, exposing the bulbous, pinkish purple head. This was another first for her as Ray was circumcised, and she found she enjoyed watching the dark skin slide back as she exposed the mushroomed shaped glans. Her rapidly increasing sexual tension had banished any guilt feeling to the back of her consciousness. She seemed in a trace-like state as she brought her head forward, kissing and licking his throbbing cock head. After several minutes of this slow, sweet torment her urge to suck on his big cock was overwhelming. She opened her mouth and attempted to engulf the swollen tip, but she found it a struggle. After several tries she finally managed to fit the head and upper shaft into her mouth. Still, it was a tight fit and her small mouth was stretched to its maximum, forming a tight seal around his organ. As she moved her head slowly up and down she made wet, noisy slobbering sounds as trickles of saliva oozed from the corners of her mouth. Magarshi was in his element, near rapture almost; there was nothing he loved more than watching a frightening, defeated white woman like June, a virgin to black cock, kneeling subserviently before him, choking and gagging as she tried to suck his enormous erection into her sweet little mouth. He leaned forward a bit, reached down and began rubbing June’s breasts, pulling and squeezing roughly on the ends until her tender nipples were şirinevler escort so inflamed that they stood out like beacons. He pulled her body up a bit then and spread her legs until he could reach one of his big hands between them. His thick forefinger quickly found her distended clit, rubbing it so hard she wanted to scream out for him to stop. But her mouth was filled to capacity, filled with his huge cock, and he just kept rubbing her bud, up, down and sideways, until her pussy was soaking wet and hyper sensitive to any touch. Even in her somewhat altered state, June was surprised how forceful he was compared to Ray, who was almost always tender and loving. Magarshi pushed and pulled her this way and that at his whim; he was always in charge, doing exactly what he wanted, when he wanted. A distant part of her consciousness still couldn’t believe she was allowing him to explore her so shamelessly, but the rest of her seemed to be on sexual auto-pilot and her arousal kept building. Giving in to her feelings, she began to enjoy this roughness and loss of control, reveling in the feeling of being forcefully used. She was almost limp when he pulled her onto the bed and rolled her onto her back. As he pushed he thighs apart she tried to resist, but it was a token response, a foolish gesture neither took seriously. Moving between her spread legs, he grasped his rigid cock by the base and placed its bloated head against her vaginal opening. forcing the folds of wet flesh apart. She panted and gasped, fingers frantically rubbing her clit, as she felt the inside of her pussy being slowly pulled apart as it grasped the huge mass being forced into it. She screamed in pleasure-pain as she felt her womanhood being violated, stretched and opened in a way she had never imagined as he continued to slide himself ever deeper into her. Her long legs were wrapped around him and she was sweating heavily under him, grinding her hips and grunting shamelessly as she worked to accommodate him. She felt stuffed, her body impaled, as his cock moved further into her tight, grasping channel. He was slowly opening her, reaching places deep inside her, places she had never known existed, creating an intense sensation of pleasurable fullness. By the time his cock finally bottomed out, June was overwhelmed, gasping and squealing, clawing at his back, screaming at him to please fuck her faster. But he kept moving slowly, tormenting her until she couldn’t bear it. She knew, on some far away level, that she was behaving like a total slut, but that didn’t stop her as she took control, thrusting her hips forward so fast she almost lifted him off the bed.When her orgasm hit the feeling was like nothing she had had ever experienced. From its epicenter deep inside her it quickly blossomed out in such intensely pleasurable waves that she feared she might be having a seizure. She gave herself over to her climax completely, remaining in its throes, making no attempt whatever to control her writhing body or stifle the curses and a****l-like shrieks that poured from some primitive place inside her. Magarshi was pleased with himself as he looked down at her disheveled, sweat drenched form. Then he rocked back on his heels and pulled his still hard cock out of her spent pussy, which now gaped open. He pulled her upward against some pillows and straddled her upper body, putting his slime covered cock into her open mouth. He leaned forward, driving himself into her so deeply that he hit the back of her throat. June, sill only semi-consciences from her orgasm, began to gag and choke pitifully, clawing at the air with her fingers and making terrible retching noises as a heavy stream of spittle and bile escaped her lips and ran down her quivering chin. At the last moment he eased himself out of her mouth and she was able to get her breath. She wanked his cock for awhile, he small hand moving easily up and down its slippery length. Magarshi grunted, told her he was going to come and ordered her to put his cock back into her mouth and start sucking him again. Out of habit, June started to resist, but quickly thought better of it. This is something Ray had never asked her to do, but of course she had no choice. She had no sooner complied with his order than she heard him howl and felt his cockhead begin to pulse. She stared up at him, eyes wide, as his balls released a huge torrent of vile tasting black seed. So great was the quantity of cum that suddenly filled her mouth that June couldn’t swallow it all and began to choke and cough violently. “Swallow it bitch, swallow it all,” he bellowed. She had never heard his voice so low or demanding and it scared her so badly she began swallowing faster, licking at her scum-coated lips, gulping down the sticky, awful tasting semen as fast as his cock pumped it out. She wanted desperately to vomit, but managed to fight back the impulse until finally his monster ejaculation ended. Smiling down at her, he squeezed her face with his hand pushing his middle and index fingers into her mouth until it popped open wide. “Open for me, please. That’s it, a little wider,” he cajoled. “Now, stick out your tongue. Eh, good girl, you did swallow all of it.” He laughed long and deeply and the sound of his voice made her shiver. Despite everything, she felt wonderfully happy, proud of herself, pleased that she had been able to service him exactly as he had instructed. Even being called his bitch made her feel warm inside, because suddenly… she understood. June smiled. With Ray, she knew, that would have been that, and they would have gone to sleep. But Magarshi began to work her clitoris and nipples again, though a bit more gently this time. When she looked, June noticed he was erect again, his cock as large and stiff as if he had never come. June felt hyper aroused and began to mewl and squirm at the same time she reached for his cock and began to stroke it. Grabbing the young white woman, Magarshi, flipped her over onto her hands and knees. She responded immediately, spreading her legs, arching her back and canting her pelvis, exposing her moist, open slit. He knee walked forward until he was close enough to slide the huge purple head of his penis up and down in the furrow of her soaking labia. At this light contact, she makes a noise between a pant and a groan. He grabbed a fistful of her beautiful red hair, now matted with sweat, and jerked her head back. “What do you want, bitch?” he asked gruffly.”Please, oh, please….” she whimpered, hoping he will stop her humiliation, but knowing otherwise.He tightened his grip, pulling her head back more sharply. He found her clit with his thumb and began a gentle massage, causing her body to shudder. “It’s easy, bitch. Just tell me what you want, what you need, what all bitches need.”She was beaten and knew it. “Goddamn you, fuck me…just put your cock in me and fuck me,” she panted in a rasping voice, her tone betraying true desperation. Unable to take anymore himself, Magarshi slipped the head of his swollen cock inside her cunt and began to push. June grunted loudly as once again she felt the heft of his massive cock burrowing inside her, spreading her pussy walls gently apart as it once again opened her tight channel. For just a moment she felt the familiar pain-pleasure from before, although it was quickly replaced by pure pleasure as he grabbed her hips and increased his motion, pumping his thick shaft into her more quickly. June was coming completely unraveled, shaking her head from side to side and beating her fists against the mattress, all the while delivering an unbroken babble of screams, groans and curses. She wouldn’t have thought it possible, but it felt even better this time. He seemed to have wedged his cock in even deeper, or maybe he had just hit some new, more sensitive spots inside her. Suddenly, there was a new sensation as Magarshi pushed one of his thick fingers deep into her anus. Earlier, she might have panicked, but now she just groaned in pleasure as she felt both his cock and his finger working inside her, separated by only a thin membrane of skin. This seemed to take her to another level of arousal, sending another charge through her already overheated body. She was dripping sweat and panting crazily as she looked at him over her shoulder, telling him in a ragged, gasping voice that she was so close and please to fuck her faster. After several more minutes of hard pounding, Magarshi knew she was close, for he could feel the twitching, tightening contractions of her internal muscles around his finger. When June finally went over the edge she lost all control; her pale, sultry body began to shake and convulse crazily and she let out a series of high pitched screams and squeals that echoed off the barren walls of the room. Even as she continued to orgasm, Margashi drove his cock in deep, finally hitting some internal part of her, then held himself still as he erupted with an orgasm almost as violent as hers. His heavy balls contracted and he began to shoot hot, sending thick streams of potent black seed deep into June’s fertile womb. Moments later, they both collapsed on the bed, utterly spent. After awakening from a brief sleep, June snuggled against Magarshi. Her inner thighs were trembling and a stream of semen trickled from her vagina, forming a damp circle on the sheet. She looked at him lovingly and said she’d never been fucked like that. He smiled and cuddled her close, feeling her wonderful softness and warmth of her lush body. “You white women need to have a black lover to teach you what real sex is like,” he laughed. “And now, you are my lover.” END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.

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From slut wife to hookerMy wife Jordan and I have been into the swinging gangbang scene for a number of years.We would both go out on our own and fuck other people as well as attending swinger parties and organised gangbangs.Obviously Jordan fucked way more people than me. She had a few tricks to show guys she was a slut, besides dressing like one.At bars she would bend over wearing nothing under her dress. When opening her purse it was full of condoms and a dildo.Sitting on bar stools she would swing around with her legs open and show everyone her waxed pussy (her favorite).When we went out together she would go up to guys, either single or in a group and say, “my boyfriend has dared me to fuck you all.” She cant say I’m her husband as that seems to scare the guys off.After one night out with a regular group of army guys we met though a friend, Jordan came home mid-morning tired, stretched, full of cum and happy. Jordan had once again been fucked all night and had little sleep.As she climbed into be and asked me to fuck her she said, “hun, someone, well one of the army guys suggested something and I want to know what you think”.After I had quickly cum I asked what it was.”Well”, Jordan said “the guys said I should, you know, charge for being fucked. Like a hooker. Actually work as a hooker coz they reckon I would make a bit of money.” I was a bit surprised and asked her what she thought.Even though istanbul escort she was tired and a bit hung over she said “It makes sense. We will make some money plus I will have some fun as well. What do you think?”I wasn’t sure but I said “well you’re fucking strangers most weekends. It just means you wont go to clubs or bars as much.””That’s fine” she replied. “At least I wont have chicks judging me and I will be able to buy more hot clothes and makeup with the extra money.” Jordan added smiling at me.Fast forward one week of talking about it and I took Jordan to a brothel on the outskirts of town and chatted to the manageress.The manageresses first comment was “Wow! I wish my ex-partner was as understanding as you. Not many guys would allow their wives to do this, but we do have a couple of married ladies working for us. Are you sure you want to do this hun?” The manageress asked Jordan. “She would be very popular, especially as a new girl. Can you fuck all night love?”Jordan smiled and said “Yes without a problem” and then she went on to describe our gangbang lifestyle and how many guys she usually fucks at gangbangs. I then explained how I loved fucking Jordan after shes been used by guys.”Well we can certainly help with that!” the manageress said with a wink.Jordan’s first night was that Friday. It was getting towards the end of summer avcılar escort but the nights were still pretty warm and lots of people were out on the town.Jordan put on her favorite short slutty gangbang dress and low cut top and said “wish me luck babe. I’m so nervous”. She then drove off into the night.At 5 am on Saturday morning Jordan came home and woke me up. She throws $100, $50 and $20 notes on the bed and she was excited.”$2200 babe and all I did was what I usually do on a Friday or Saturday night!” Jordan said with a smile on her face. “I’m loving it. The guys either are scared of me because I’m an ‘expert’ or some get pretty rough with me. Plus they are usually so drunk and either don’t cum or come too quick or just give up because its too hard.””So what happens with security or your protection?” I asked concerned.”Oh I have a driver.” Jordan replies. “If the place looks dodgy he walks up to the door with me. Its payment up front then he goes back to the car.””That’s ok.” I said relieved. ” So he sits outside and waits?””Haha no hun.” Jordan said “Hes got other chicks to drive around and pick up. Sometimes its a dedicated driver but if 2-3 girls are required in one area, one driver will do it.”As Jordan isn’t shy about doing gangbangs she got to get a lot more work than some of the other hookers, especially when the navy was in town! For some reason they like şirinevler escort having one girl between 5 or more of them and happy to pay extra. Most girls will only do one-on-one.After two years of hooking, Jordan said it was taking a toll on her as she wasn’t sleeping well and was constantly tired plus she had a couple of incidents where guys got too rough, carried away or vomited on her.The money was great though and we went on holidays, bought new furniture etc. So after the experience of being a hooker, we went back to our ‘normal’ life of swinging and gangbangs.Jordan was a lot more experimental, daring and submissive after the ‘two hooking years’. It was great she became more of a sub and enjoyed the gangbangs more as there was no pressure.Jordan started to have **** fantasies that she wanted to live out so she started to go out a lot more on her own.Fortunately she went to a lot of the clubs she went to before she was hooking so always met up with guys shes fucked before. Some mornings she came home with love bites on her neck which she had to hide when we caught up with her family or scratches and bruises on her ass, back and tits. At work if anyone noticed, she blamed me.She would also come home with cum splashed on her skirt and top. Sometimes her clothes were even ripped as she pushed her **** fantasy.There have been more and more instances where we’ve been out together either just walking in the street or at clubs and guys have waved, whistled or come up and chatted to Jordan from either meeting her at parties or paid for services in the past.Jordan takes that attention pretty much in her stride and is quite proud that shes not only enjoyed herself, got a lot of cock and made a lot of men happy.

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First ThreesomeI was fucking one of my FWB and while we were hitting it pretty hard I mentioned that I’d love a threesome with her and one of her female friends. I guess she liked the idea because she came all over me and her pussy tightened up so much that I came right after filling her pussy up. Sandra told me she’d ask a couple of her friends. Sandra also knows about my fertile pussy no rubbers fetish. Fast forward a week and she and her friend Lisa came over, were introduced and we got comfortable upstairs getting naked and rubbing each other all over. I’d never had two pussies and four tits in my hands at the same time before and I was rock hard. I got to eating Sandra’s pussy to start with while fingering Lisa, they were sharing my hard cock and I was loving it. When Sandra said she was ready for a fucking I got on my back and told her to go for it, Lisa got over my face and I told her I was gonna eat her pendik escort into a c***. Lisa said “ok but I can’t wait to get that dick into me, Sandra told me that you like fertile pussy and I’m not on birth control”, I nodded yes while drilling her with my tongue. Sandra popped up and said “I get the first load out of this dick”. We fucked like crazy while I ate Lisa until she came all over my face with her sweet tasting cum and collapsed on the bed. I told Lisa “watch what you’ll get in a little bit” and got on top of Sandra and started fucking the hell out of her. She kept screaming for me to fuck her hard and fill her pussy up again. I did just that while Lisa went to work sucking Sandra’s tits. I knew she was about to cum because her pussy got tighter and wetter. When she screamed she was cumming I buried my dick deep and let loose with a torrent of my sperm laden cum all over kağıthane escort her cervix, man did that feel good. While Sandra was coming down from her seeding I told her that since she got the first load she had to share some of it with Lisa. She nodded and asked “how”. I told Lisa to lay on her back and pull her legs up and open her pussy. When I pulled out of Sandra I was still pretty hard from thinking about what was about to happen. I held Sandra’s pussy lips closed and told her to get over Lisa’s pussy and I’d let go of hers. I looked at Lisa and asked if she was ready for some cum, she nodded and was so excited she was shaking. It took a minute but I could see some of my cum starting to drip out of Sandra, right into Lisa’s quivering pussy, then a good sized drip plopped into her and I told Sandra that was enough and to get her hips maltepe escort up on a pillow to let the rest of my cum soak in. I kissed them both and without saying anything I got on top of Lisa and slid all the way in her pussy. I could feel her quivering and started to fuck her, slowly at first then harder and harder. I asked her about birth control and she again said she wasn’t. We fucked for a little bit me going all the way to her cervix and I knew my cum was getting where it needed to be. I felt Lisa tighten up and she moaned she was cumming and told me to “fill me up, make me pregnant”. I buried my dick inside Lisa and busted loose a second load. We took a little rest break and talked about how hot tonight was. I fucked each of them again before they had to leave. Now I have another FWB that’s into fertile fucking. Lisa hasn’t gotten pregnant, yet, and don’t know if she really is or isn’t fertile but each time we fuck she always tells me to fill her pussy with my sperm. We’ll see. Damn I’m going to call Sandra and have her come over and tell her she can have all the cum she wants again, then I’m gonna call Lisa, maybe have another threesome and see if I can get them to 69 while taking turns fucking their hot pussies

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I laughed and licked my lips taking in her appearance with all sorts of naughty thoughts flooding my mind.”Fro, you getting off work shortly aren’t you?” she asked as she plopped down into one of the chairs in my office. Her skirt opened to reveal her athletic legs encased in black diamond thigh hose held up with a red lace garter belt. She smiled looking close at me. “I need someone to take a bus ride with me tonight,” Kelly pleaded in a sexy voice. “I want you to …. run interference for me while I try to satisfy one of my erotic fantasies. You would not have to do anything but distract people from noticing what I am doing. Are you game?””Me? Whatever are you talking about Kelly, another of your hair-brained ideas for public exposure?” I laughed and smiled as I put the last of my ledgers in the drawers and locked the cabinets. “I am pretty tired tonight….””Please Frolic, I have been day-dreaming for weeks about this, and I finally think I have enough nerve to try it,” Kelly’s eyes fade away into a trance-like stare. “It is like those Japanese porno videos where an innocent girl takes a crowded bus ride and several men start clustering around her, touching her ass, rubbing themselves against her. I get so hot thinking about it when they start groping her boobies, reach down, and finger her little pussy. They keep working at it until they have her clothing off and they take turns doing her.””God Kelly, you think guys are gonna try to grope you on the bus. No way, that just does not happen in real life,” I quipped laughing at her.”I know that sweetie, BUT, if I take the initiative and start rubbing myself against a man or two, don’t you think they might take the hint?” Using her hands, Kelly pressed her tits together pendik escort and bounced them, “I will give them more than a little hint.””Ha ha, OK, I suppose I can be your ‘wing-man’ as they say for the night, as long as it is not too late, I have to work early in the morning you know,” I responded.************We pulled up at the bus depot and parked close enough to have a view of the buses loading and unloading passengers. It was about 8:00pm and the majority of the people mulling around waiting for buses were male or couples, and a few groups of teens chattering and texting on their phones. Kelly got out of the truck flashing lots of leg which did not go unnoticed by the waiting riders whose heads turned and watched the two of us stepping up to the queue for the next bus.One couple acknowledged us with a nod and looked back toward the bus, and several others craned their necks hoping to catch more of Kelly’s big breasts, which she was making a show of wiggling a lot and displaying her cleavage. Making sure we were the last to step up to the bus, I glanced around and saw it was almost full, with only a few seats left, none of which were together. Several men stood standing up holding onto handgrips from the roof railings near the back of the bus.Kelly was intent on making her way to the back of the bus, and as we made our way down the aisle, most eyes were following Kelly. One lady smacked her husband on the arm as he stared openly at both of us going past, and I laughed smiling at them. It was rather thrilling to realize that the two of us were indeed the center of attention.The furthermost rear seat held three people, and as luck would have it, the center seat was empty. Kelly, intent on the empty seat in back, Pushed herself between the men holding onto the handgrips, nudging and rubbing her body against them. They all smiled widely as her breasts crushed against their chests, and made way for her to sit in the empty seat. She was surrounded by two men, one a middle-aged man wearing a suit and the other a rather youthful looking guy wearing an army jacket and blue jeans. She had a smug look on her face, as she adjusted her skirt, displaying her thigh-high stockings and garter belt, as both seated men looked at her legs with lusty stares.I sat sideways two rows in front of Kelly, leaned and waved to Kelly. She was smiling and leaning to her right to see me better around one of the standing men, and spoke loudly over the din in the moving bus.”Good, glad çekmeköy escort you got a seat, I was worried we might have to stand,” Kelly winked at me. She waved her hand, and brushed the crotch of the standing guy in front of her. “Oh, so sorry,” I heard her say to the guy, who was now smiling looking from her to me.”Yeah, I got one; see you got a nice seat as well. It’s quite tight in here don’t you think?” I replied smiling to myself at the obvious pun on words.”Um, yes,” Kelly laughed and almost fell over on the business-suited man as her hand shot down between his legs dangerously close to his crotch. The man’s eyes widened as he had an open view of her breasts and felt the warmth of her hand on his crotch. She moved her arm and her hand rubbed on his crotch, but did not attempt to straighten up. I watched her boldly stroke him as she turned slightly toward him, showing him even more of her breasts. At the same time, her backside rose up, the skirt parted exposing her ass, and her bare pussy rubbed against the young man’s side.Kelly looked over her shoulder at the young man, smiling; she pushed herself against him more, wiggling her ass as she did. It took only seconds before the young man’s hands were rubbing her ass and his fingers began exploring her pussy. She moaned loudly at his touch and her hands unzipped the businessman’s pants pulling his cock out. She buried her face in his crotch, opened her mouth and sucked his cock into it, licking and lapping at his shaft.The looks of the two men standing, and of course, the two men on either side of Kelly, were priceless. I glanced to the front of the bus, and saw no one looking to the back of the bus, and turned back to watch Kelly acting like the whore slut she was. The standing guys also looked forward, and then pulled their cocks out of their pants and began stroking them, watching Kelly. One stepped forward, reaching inside her blouse, undid her bra releasing her breasts and started groping her, as the second man stepped up and pressed his cock against her mouth that was already filled with one cock.Kelly lifted her head some, and began to suck back and forth on the two cocks, holding the standing man’s balls tight, guiding it into her mouth deeply. The youthful guy had now dropped his pants, knelt in the seat behind Kelly, and began stuffing his cock in her wet pussy with vigor. Kelly was moaning and groaning loud enough to be heard easily throughout the bus. I turned and saw many heads craned maltepe escort around backwards to see what the noise was, and I stood up in the aisle, blocking their view of the rear seats.Behind me, I heard a loud grunt as the youthful guy shot his load deep in Kelly’s pussy, and heard the slapping of his balls against her bottom, several times before he dropped back in his seat, spent. The guy that was groping her breasts, seeing that her pussy was not occupied, jumped up on the seat, and squatted above Kelly’s ass. I turned around and saw him using his hands to part her asscheeks wide, rubbing her dripping pussy, smearing the other guys cum up on her asshole. He took aim and rammed his cock in her ass with one stroke, and Kelly screamed in mixed pain and pleasure.”Oh god, fuck my ass. Do it harder,” Kelly cried loudly. There was no doubt now that the entire bus knew what was going on in the back. I looked at Kelly and realized that the businessman’s cock was shrunken back into his lap, her lips covered in white cum, she looked at him, opened her mouth showing him his seed, and swallowed it down with gusto. She yanked on the balls of the standing guy and pulled his cock into her mouth and started chewing and working her head up and down on his rod.”You want this cock to fuck your throat honey, here we go,” he grabbed handfuls of her hair and started fucking her mouth and throat as if it were a cunt. She was gagging and drooling and he continued to ram deep inside her mouth. He kept it up as the other guy was ramming her ass with his cock. Kelly was getting it deeply from both ends. I had thought that the youthful guy was spent completely, but saw his cock rising hard, and he slipped his legs under Kelly’s body until his cock was aligned with her pussy. His cum was still dripping from her as he raised his rump and stuffed his hard cock in her pussy.”OMG,” Kelly shrieked again, “All of my holes have cock in them Frolic, this was my fantasy, and now it’s come true. Fuck me, all of you, Fuck me Hard.”There was a frenzy of motion, Kelly’s face being fucked, and two guys fucking her ass and pussy at the same time. I had turned to watch Kelly, and did not realize that now, behind me; the entire bus full of riders had pressed up against the nearest back seats and was watching. When I looked, I saw cocks out being jerked off everywhere; even the old lady had her husband’s cock out and in her mouth sucking him with newfound youth.Ten minutes later with my arm around Kelly, her top still open displaying her breasts, her skirt tugged sideways and her pussy exposed with cum dripping from it in rivulets down her thighs, we got off the bus and made our way to the car.”Frolic, thank you so much, that was the very best fantasy,” Kelly thanked me profusely.”Kelly, it’s not a fantasy any more dear,” I laughed as we drove for home.

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