2008-Mar-31 - The Surrogate

It was driving Julie Morgan crazy! She couldn’t seem to have an orgasm without first imagining herself being viciously raped by an
unknown attacker. She had read all the books on female arousal, and even though they all repeated the mantra that just because
you fantasize about something, doesn’t mean that you really want to go through with the said fantasy! This was all well and good
in theory, but for Julie it was becoming almost an obsession! When she first started having sex at eighteen, her orgasms were
directed to her boyfriend, but as the years passed by, more and more she had to have this picture in her mind of he being forced to
perform the most intimate acts on a total stranger. In most of her fantasies her assailant was black or Hispanic with a huge erection.
She couldn’t figure out it’s significance, but she was worried enough to contemplate seeing a “shrink” about her problem!

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Julie hated the thought of talking about her “problem” with a stranger, but she felt she had no choice. Letting her fingers do the
walking, she found the number of several doctors who specialized in dysfunctional sexual obsessions. After calling them and
briefly speaking to the each physician, she decided to make and appointment with Dr. Margaret Kohler. Even over the phone, it was
apparent that Dr. Kohler had a very empathetic way about her. Her voice was smooth and reassuring without being too syrupy.
Julie got the feeling that maybe Dr.Kohler could finally give her an answer, or at least and explanation for her problem. With a little
trepidation, she made the appointment for the following Wednesday at 4:00pm.

Margaret Kohler’s office was located on the tenth floor of the Murrow Medical Building. The waiting room was rather small, but Julie
attributed that to the fact that unlike a medical doctor, a psychiatrist didn’t have a lot of emergency patients, and could keep the
sessions more or less to the proscribed times. An attractive receptionist was seated at a small desk outside a door that lead to the
inner offices. Julie approached her and was greeted with, “Oh, you must be Julie Morgan, fill out these forms and the doctor will
see you in about fifteen minutes, she is finishing up with another patient.” Julie took the stack of papers from the receptionist and
sat down to complete them. There were the usual insurance forms that she quickly disposed of, but the personal history
questionnaire, that was another matter. The questions became increasingly direct when it came to describing her particular
problem. Spending most of fifteen minutes on it, Julie finally put down her pen and waited for the doctor.

Doctor Margaret Kohler wasn’t anything like Julie had imagined. She was tall and slim, and much younger than Julie was expecting
her to be. Dr. Kohler introduced herself and asked Julie to sit down in the padded chair in front of her large wooden desk. The
doctor sat down and spent a couple of minutes reviewing the personal history form information that Julie had given her. Finally
looking up she said, “Is this a pretty accurate account of the problem you’re having during sexual activity?” Julie nodded, and
added, “The thing is, it seems to be getting worse.” “I can’t seem to have an orgasm without the thoughts and images of me being
brutally raped.” “It used to be what I thought was a passing fantasy, but now it dominates my whole sex life!” “Have you talked it
over with your boy friend,” asked the doctor? “No, I’m afraid he wouldn’t understand what I was feeling, and take it as an affront on
his manhood,” she answered, “there’s no way that I can tell him!” “Tell me then,” continued the doctor, “are your orgasms
satisfactory when you have these fantasies about being raped?” “God yes,” exclaimed Julie, “they are the most fantastic orgasms
I have ever had in my life!” “Nothing my boyfriend could do to me could ever approach the high I get from thinking about being
taken forcibly.” “Do you think that you really want to be raped,” asked Doctor Kohler? “I don’t know,” answered Julie, “that’s what
worries me the most, I’m afraid that I might consciously or unconsciously put my self in a position where I may get hurt trying to
satisfy my own curiosity.”

The doctor leaned back in her chair and seemed to day dream for a couple of seconds, then asked Julie, “If you could satisfy your
desire of being raped in a safe way, would you consider it?” Julie thought about it for a moment or two and then answered, “If it
was guaranteed safe, yeah, I would try it.” “Well,” continued the doctor, “we have a way of satisfying your curiosity without putting
you in any kind of danger.” “Have you ever heard of a surrogate,” asked the doctor? “You mean like surrogate mothers, that sort of
thing,” answered Julie? “No, not like that,” said the doctor, “what we have here at the clinic are trained sexual technicians, or
surrogates, who can play just about any role you throw at them.” “In your case, the role would be one of an attacking rapist.” The
main difference between this and the real thing, however, is that you can stop the session at anytime.” “What we have found is,
that after a person actually experiences their ultimate sexual fantasy, it isn’t a fantasy anymore, and the excitement quickly wears
off.” “I think that you are a prime candidate for this type of treatment,” added the doctor. It had never entered Julie’s mind to
actually try it, so she wasn’t exactly prepared to answer without some thought. The doctor, realizing her anguish said, “You don’t
have to make a decision right now, but think about it.” “I believe that this type of therapy go a long way in solving your problem.”
Julie then asked, “Who would do something like this?” The doctor reached into her desk drawer and pulled out a two inch thick
loose leaf binder. Opening it up, she showed Julie the pictures of hundreds of men, of all different races, ages, and sizes. “I think
that we can find someone in here who would fit your idea of a mad rapist,” intoned Dr. Kohler! Julie, now looking intently at the
pictures in front of her, stopped when she came to the photo of a thrityish looking black man. “What about him,” asked Julie,
pointing to the picture? Dr. Kohler removed the picture and checked the information printed on the back. “This is a thirty four year
old black male, six feet tall, and two hundred pounds,” she answered, “yes, I think he would do nicely!” “How do we go about
doing this,” asked a slightly nervous Julie, “would it be here at your office?” “Oh no,” replied Dr. Kohler, “this too much of a
controlled environment!” “It has to be out in the city somewhere, to make it realistic enough to have the desired affect.” “What
happens if I get to afraid and want him to stop,” Julie asked? “We’ll give you a “safe” word, a word that you can use at anytime to
stop the whole program.” “If for example your safe word was “needle”, all you would have to do is say that word and your
surrogate would stop immediately, it’s that easy!” “When would it happen,” questioned Julie? “We can’t tell you when or where,
but I can tell you that it will be sometime in the next two weeks,” replied the doctor. “Do you want to go ahead with the treatment,”
asked the doctor? “Yes, yes I do,” responded Julie, “set it up, I want to do it!”

For the next few days Julie gave every black man she met and extra look. She wasn’t even sure anymore of what her surrogate
looked like, after all she only had a few seconds look at his picture! After four days without so much as a hint of contact, she called
Dr. Kohler’s office to make sure all the arrangements had been made, she was assured that everything was set up and that her
surrogate had been given his assignment. She decided that it wasn’t doing her any good to dwell on the subject, so she tried to
keep it out of her mind and think about other things. When she arrived home from work that evening the lobby of her building was
empty of people. This wasn’t unusual, because there were only twenty five units, and most of the tenets were young people who
had jobs and spent a lot of time away from the building. Getting on the elevator to take her to the third floor, Julie was startled when
from out of nowhere a man slipped into the elevator behind her. Before she could turn around and get a good look at him, he had
one arm around her waist and a knife at her throat! Even though she knew that this man was there to fulfill her fantasy, she was
none the less terrified! In a low harsh whisper he said, “One false move or a sound of any kind and I cut you, got it!?!” Julie nodded
her head and tried not to make any unnecessary movements. “Push your floor number,” he ordered! Julie pressed the button to
the third floor, and they both waited in silence as the elevator slowly traveled up to three. When they got there and the doors
opened, he captor told her to walk to her apartment and unlock it, also reminding her that any sound would result in a slit throat!
Julie fumbled for her keys, almost dropping the to the carpet, and with shaky hand unlocked her apartment door. The door swung
open and she was shoved violently inside, so hard in fact that she fell down! He quickly shut the door behind him, and grabbed
Julie by the hair and pulled her to her feet. “In here,” he ordered her, pushing her into the living room. By now Julie had gotten a
good look at his face, and she couldn’t tell if he looked like his picture or not, however, he definitely looked meaner that his photo!
“Sit down,” he said, pointing to the wooden rocking chair her mother had given to her as a house warming present. Reaching into
his pocket, he produced a roll of duct tape, and proceeded to tape her wrists to arm rests on the chair. He did the same to her
ankles, taping them to the front chair legs, and then taking a small piece and putting it over her mouth. When he felt she was totally
immobilized, he took a stroll around the apartment. Although she was still afraid, Julie was getting a little used to his presence, and
relaxed a little bit. The feeling of his large powerful hands had made Julie’s vagina begin to dampen. What she was feeling was
almost exactly the same feeling her fantasy gave her! When he returned to the living room, he was carrying a bottle of beer and a
sandwich, which he had made in the kitchen. “Hope you don’t mind if I borrow some food,” he laughed, and then took a long drink
from the beer bottle. He sat down on the couch to finish his snack, looking at Julie as he ate.

As he was finishing, he ask her, “Hey bitch, you ever get fucked by a brother?” Just hearing him ask that question made Julie give
out a soft moan. Her cunt was now sloppy wet, and desire was welling up in her crotch! Getting up from his seat, he walked over to
her and pulled the tape off her mouth, burning the skin where it had been attached. Again flashing the knife, he warned her not to
make a sound. With his other hand he unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis. Julie was transfixed as she stared at the huge
black dick only inches from her face. Although it was only semi hard, it was bigger than any cock she had ever seen! Large veins
ran the length of a shaft that was dominated by a head that looked to be the size of a pool ball! Even in her most exciting fantasies,
she never imagined a cock as magnificent as this! He move a little closer until she could feel the heat coming off the big pecker, a
little closer yet and her lips brushed against the beautiful head. He pushed a little more and she let the head into her mouth!
“Jesus,” she thought, “I’m gonna cum from just from giving him head!” Her pussy was now a jumble of jangled nerves, and with
her legs taped apart, she couldn’t get any pressure on her clit, and it was driving her crazy with lust! The shiny black organ was
now at full erection, and it was so large that she had trouble getting much past the head into her mouth. Taking his knife, he cut the
tape on both wrists, and then leaned over and unhooked her ankles. Pulling his cock out her mouth, he grabbed her by the hair
and jerked her to her feet and demanded, “All your clothes off, NOW!!!” Shaking with lust, Julie quickly shed her clothing and stood
naked in front of her intruder. “Nice tits,” he commented, as he looked her over carefully! Julie was sure he could see how wet her
vulva bad become, but she brazenly posed for him with her legs partly spread anyway. She was brought back to her senses by the
ringing of the telephone, she automatically reached for it on the end table, but he grabbed her arm and made a threatening gesture
with his knife! She needed to answer, because she was expecting a call from her mother, and if she didn’t pick up, she might come
over to check on her. After hearing her explanation, he said, “Okay, answer it, but if you slip up, I’ll cut you fucking throat!” Again he
put the knife to her neck, and then motioned for her to pick it up. Julie picked up the phone and what she heard on the other end of
the line made her blood run cold with fear, no, make that terror! It was Dr. Kohler’s office, and they were calling to inform her that
the surrogate she had chosen had broken his leg, and she was to come in and select another one. Putting the phone down after
saying okay, Julie began to shake all over, she actually thought she would become physically ill! Her intruder removed the knife
from her throat, and Julie slowly turned to look him over more carefully. His big penis still sticking out obscenely from his unzipped
fly, now seemed much more menacing than it had only a few minutes before. “Gonna fuck you now bitch,” he said, grabbing her by
the arm, dragging her into the bedroom, and throwing her onto the bed. Her mind was now spinning completely out of control! He
unsnapped his pants and kicked them off, leaving him naked from the waist down. He had a very muscular legs and buttocks, and
his penis pointed straight at her as she lay helplessly before him. Still holding the knife in his hand, he slid on top of her, crushing
his chest onto her breasts. She could smell alcohol on his breath, and he had terrible body odor. Her nostrils were filled by these
nauseating aromas, and she felt tinges of vomit in her throat. “Open your legs, bitch, daddy’s gonna fuck his little while slut!” With
the knife pressed against her throat, she either complied or died, so she slowly spread her pretty thighs, and waited for the him to
take her. “You put it in cunt,” he ordered! Tears were now welling up in her eyes, but she reached her hand down and took a hold
of the rock hard erection and guided it to her cunt lips. “P-please don’t hurt me,” she pleaded, now realizing that there was a very
good chance that she might be badly hurt, or worse!

Gently working the head into her slit, her eyes rolled back into her head as he plunged all the way in with one quick jab! With her
throat tightening, and her lips becoming dry, her vagina responded to the massive invasion with a huge orgasm! A loud moan
escaped her lips, and he laughed and said, “Can’t get enough black meat, can you, you little fucking slut!?!? Her moan seemed to
be a signal to him to start jamming her helpless pussy with his black fuck pole. Not being able to control herself, she wrapped her
legs around his back and began meeting his thrusts! Her positive response drove him into a frenzy, and he bored his penis in and
out of her cunt until they both exploded in a simultaneous orgasm! When he pulled out his prick, it caused her cunt to to spasm
one last time, but she was now totally spent and lay in a heap on the bed as he got dressed. “Where’s your purse,” he asked, as he
buckled his belt. “In the living room on the couch,” she replied. He left the room and returned a few seconds later, going through
her open pocket book. Finding about two hundred in cash, he shoved it into his jacket, and then went for her credit cards. When he
was ready to leave, he said, “Sorry, but I’ve gotta tie you up.” “I can’t take a chance on you calling the cops!” She started to protest,
but he just ignored her and taped her hands behind her back and her ankles tightly together. He placed one last piece across her
mouth, and headed to the door. He stopped, came back to the bed, and ripped the phone cord out of the wall. “There,” he said, “I’ll
leave the phone in the living room hooked up.” “If you can get the tape off your mouth, you might be able to slide out and call for
help!” Then in a flash she was alone in her apartment, as she heard the front door open and close, and the sound of steps going
down the hall towards the elevator.

It took about three hours for Julie to free herself, but instead of calling the police she called Dr. Kohler’s answering service and left
a message for the doctor to get in touch with her as soon as possible. Sitting down with a glass of wine, she sat by the phone and
waited. Ten minutes later it rang, and she was speaking to the doctor. She poured out her story, leaving nothing out, and then
waited to hear what the doctor had to say about all of this. “Julie,” the doctor began, “when you thought that the intruder was a
surrogate, were you really afraid, I mean, did you fear for your life?” Julie answered, “Well at first I was, but then I slowly realized
that I wasn’t in any real danger, and , no, I guess I wasn’t really afraid until I received the call from your office.” “That’s right,”
continued Dr. Kohler, “it’s impossible to induce the kind of fear you were experiencing in your fantasies, if you knew that there was
no real danger.” “For that reason, we called to make you think that you were really with a real attacker!” “I believe that now when
you come in for your follow up session, we’ll have something to really talk about!” Julie stared into the phone and was momentarily
dumbfounded when she heard the doctor’s story. Finally hanging up, she still didn’t know if she was repulsed or not by being the
target of a rapist!

Later that night in bed, she was still a bundle of nerves because of had what she had gone through earlier that evening. Her hand
drifted down to her pussy and began stroking her hardening clit. Her mind began to drift as her finger rubbed the hard little nub.
Without even being aware of it, her thoughts turned to the big black penis that had so taken care of her pussy. As her orgasm
flooded her cunt, and her only thought was on the knife and penis, she knew that instant that this is what she truly wanted–and it
wasn’t a problem at all!!!

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2008-Mar-31 - Uniform Desire - Sexy Secretary Striptease

I’m obviously working in the wrong office. I wish we had a secretary as hot as Becky, this sexy office girl. After everyone else went home for the day, she invited a photographer from Uniform Desire over to the office. She’s always attracted a lot of attention in this conservative office for her risque outfits, but I wonder what they would think if they found out that she was taking her clothes off for the camera. Her boss always tells her that she needs to dress more formal, but he’s always checking out her legs when she wears short skirts and stockings. Sometimes, she likes to get a little naughty and flash him her panties. She’s definitely a distraction in the office, and even though she won’t conform to their standards - I don’t think the male bosses are going to fire her.

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2008-Mar-31 - 2 Girls Out For A Night On The Town

Some of my best friends are transvestites. I met them at a nightclub in L.A. It was pretty famous back in the day. They had a drag and dinner show. Some very talented people worked there. Some actually lived their lives as women, but a lot didn’t.

I used to hang around with Daniel. He was a very attractive man who also did a great Dionne Warwick. He also did the grand finale of the show - the woman to man transformation. I always loved that part - where he cleans off his makeup, takes off his wig, and becomes a very very handsome young latin man. It always brought down the house.

Anyway, sometimes he was also a pretty girl named Brittany. Brittany and I used to go to an exotic drag nightclub where the performers, pretty chicks with dicks, got naked to music. We also went shopping and dancing. We had a lot of fun. Some of us used to tease Daniel about Brittany, because while most of the TV’s that worked with him wore exotic and sexy clothes when they went out as women, he wore conservative secretary-style clothes, and always acted like a perfect lady - even at the strip show. Go figure.

Anyway, one night I drove us to the club and Daniel (Brittany) got drunk. This had never happened before when I was with him, and a few of us gently teased him/her that the “perfect lady” was perfectly drunk. She smiled at our hilarity, even though when she wobbled on her high heels, something she NEVER did when sober.

Well, somewhere during the course of the night, someone told Brittany that she could never pass as a real girl. This was silly, because you really couldn’t tell, not even close up. But Brittany had gotten angry and hurt, and the evening had taken a turn. She asked me to take her for a drive.

I drive a convertable, and we eased the top down. I assured Brittany that I wouldn’t go too fast (she was very particular about having her wig styled just so) and away we went.

A couple minutes of driving and, wouldn’t you know it, some guy starts hitting on us (sike I said, Brittany can pass). And he’s cute in a sleezy nightclub way. He came upon us at a light and said to us “Hey, ladies, what are two fine chicks like you doing running around on a night like this?”

Well, I’m not into cheesy pickup lines, but Brittany starts flirting with him! “Oh, not much” she answers. “Just looking for a hot stud like you”.

I’m startled. Like I said before, usually Brittany is the perfect lady. I guess that alcohol was talking.

“Want to follow me to my place?” Lance Romance asks us.

And that is how I ended us at a strange man’s apartment with an undercover TV.

Brittany starts making out with this guy at the door before we even have time to introduce ourselves. They are sucking each other’s tongues and Brittany starts feeling the guy’s nipples. Just as he’s about to try to reach into her bra, she comes up for air.

“It’d make me REALLY hot if you could play with my friend’s tits while you’re kissing me” says Brittany.

“So THAT’S how she’s gonna keep him from finding out she doesn’t have tits” I thought, as the man starts feeling my boobs.

Brittany winks over his head at me, as she starts kissing him passionately. His hands quickly found their way into my bra. He was squeezing my tits and fondling them as Brittany sucked on his tongue and felt up and down his chest. Soon she had his shirt open and was working on his pants, the whole time kissing him passionately, wetly.

Next thing I know, Brittany has this guy’s hard cock in her hand - a short step to her mouth. She was sucking him hard, while squeezing his balls. He’s licking and squeezing my tits, and beginning to moan a bit. I’m leaning over him and watching her suck, her perfect lips coated with red lipstick, running up and down his swollen shaft. Occasionally I could see her tongue dart out and lick his purple head, then she would put the dick all the way back in her mouth, all the while careful not to disturb her wig.

After a while, the guy is ready to get off. He’s making noise, his fondling of my breasts is a little rougher and more frantic, and his body is moving with Brittany’s sucking motions. He is ready! And she knows it! He has NO idea that the beautiful brunette eagerly slurping his rod has a cock herself, and he wants to shoot his load.

Brittany starts making cooing sounds and looking in his eyes as she sucks his cock. She is squeezing his balls firmly, and rubbing them. And then it happens - dude begins to squirt his hot load deep in Brittany’s mouth. She lets him - no, she makes him give her every drop, drinking it thirstily.

After it was over, we beat a hasty retreat - didn’t want to get to know him, didn’t want him to figure anything out. And Brittany told everyone about the guy that she sucked off while she passed as a real girl!

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2008-Mar-31 - Sergey fucks teen slut

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2008-Mar-31 - Blonde teen wakes up her friend for sex

JERRY WAS TAKING A NAP IN HER ROOM WHEN HER MOM LET IN HER BEST FRIEND KRISTY TO WAKE HER UP. WHAT MOM DIDN'T KNOW WAS THAT KRISTY ALSO HAD A CRUSH ON JERRY AND WHEN SHE STARTED TO STROKE THE OTHER GIRLS BODY THINGS GOT HOT QUICKLY.

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2008-Mar-31 - Bitches In Hose - Jamie In Her Stockings

Jamie just started working her first job in the real world, she’s working in a busy, office one step above the guy that goes and gets the coffee. But Jamie almost didn’t take the job because of the dress code. Jamie’s more of the jeans and t-shirt kind of girl. At her office it’s nothing but business suits and conservative skirts. Jamie wasn’t looking forward to the first day of wearing a skirt and pantyhose with heels. It just seemed stuffy to her, but when she was shopping for pantyhose she came across a sexy pair of black stockings. She had never worn stockings before and she’ll admit she was a little turned on when she pulled the stockings over her legs. And when she spotted one of the men in the office checking out her legs, she gave him just a little peek at the top of her stockings.

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2008-Mar-31 - Man In A Ltd

I stood shivering in the darkness of a cold Indiana night. It
was about 1:00 o’clock in the morning and I was cold clear
through to my inner being. I looked back at the gas station, now
closed, and tried to wish it open. For a few short hours I had
taken shelter in the gas station to warm myself and drink coffee.
I had watched pleadingly as the gas station attendant closed the
station and wished me luck. He was heading home to a warm house
and bed. I was the only fool in Indiana, I was wet and cold,
trying to hitchhike home on a four day pass to spend some time
with my own family. As usual, I saved my money for the return
trip to the army base to make sure I returned on time. Bus far
wasn’t much, but I couldn’t afford the price of a round trip
ticket. I should have stayed in North Carolina.
My eyes went to the rain and possibly a little snow, passing
the warm yellow light at the top of the overpass. On a night
like this a hitchhiker would do almost anything for a ride, I
thought to myself, looking both ways down the highway. I wrapped
my hands around myself and stomped in the gravel at the edge of
the road. A truck appeared in the south. I watched it hopefully
as it approach, disappeared for a moment behind the overpass,
then appeared and passed below me. In a moment the whining roar
of tires and the wet mist in the taillights were the only signs
that the truck had passed at all. If I froze and fell dead by
the on-ramp, the truck would still pass, possibly wondering what
the dark lump in the grass was up on the hill, but not stopping
to find out.
Maybe I should move down to the interstate and try there. It
was illegal and the cops would arrest me almost immediately, but
what the hell, it was better than freezing to death by the
perpetually empty on-ramp. I was in the middle of farm country,
nobody would be leaving the on-ramp until morning.
I watched several cars and another truck pass on the opposite
side of the interstate. They didn’t even look in my direction.
That’s something I had noticed during my many trips home on
weekends, people thought that if they didn’t look at me they
didn’t have to give me a ride, because I didn’t really exist.
It was about a hundred miles to Indianapolis. If I could
have made it there by nightfall, I would have had it made.
Anybody can get a ride north from Indianapolis, especially if
they had a bright green duffle bag and a military haircut.
Everybody wanted to stop and let you know they used to be in the
Army, or their brother, son, uncle…
A car appeared in the south. My desperate eyes went to the
bright, friendly headlights as it came closer. I knew it
wouldn’t stop, of course. With the gas station closed there was
no chance of anybody getting off the off-ramp and picking me up
as they returned to the highway. I moaned and jumped slightly
with my hands wrapped tightly around my shoulders. With
shivering gasps and steaming breath, I watched the car grow
nearer, then believed I could hear it slowing as it approached
the overpass. In complete disbelief I watched it as it pulled
off to the shoulder of the road, coasted to a stop, then blew
it’s horn. With a yell of joy I grabbed my duffle bag and rushed
down the grassy slope until I reached the idling car. I saw a
middle aged man in the front seat, leaning forward to roll down
the window.

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“Where are you going?” he asked with a friendly smile.
“Michigan.”
“Wow, I’m not going that far.
I felt my hopes dashed to the wind and I felt my only
opportunity to get warm slipping away.
“Wha… what about Indianapolis?” I asked, beating my arms
against my sides.
“That could be arranged. I might ask you a little favor,
though.”

“Anything,” I said, rushing to throw my duffle bag into the
back seat.
“Remember that you said that,” he laughed as I jumped into
the luxuriously warm car and sat in the lush, padded seat. I
felt a hand under my ass and jumped.
“My map,” he explained, holding it up.
I put my hands over the defroster, my teeth chattering as I
felt the decadent warmth of the heater washing over me. I had
seen him turn the heat all the way up when I jumped in, and I
appreciated it no end. The windows were starting to fog up from
all the moisture on my body.
“Wow, you’re wet,” he said, putting a friendly hand on my
shoulder.
“Iiii… know,” I stuttered, trying to smile at him.

“I see you’re in the army,” he said as he opened the LTD up
and sped smoothly down the road.
“Yeah, Fort Bragg,” I shuddered with chattering teeth. Here
it comes, I thought to myself. The only important thing in my
life at the moment was the heat coming out of his dash. For that
I could endure his stories of how he served in World War II, won
the medal of honor, and was decorated by the president
himself.
“You guys are in pretty good shape,” he said with a sly
smile.
“I guess. We run a lot,” I said, not knowing where his
conversation was leading.
“I’ve heard that you guys are crowded together with no
privacy, few women, and not much to do on a saturday night.
“That’s about it,” I said, still shuddering.

“My daughter is out screwing everyone in site,” he said in a
thoughtful voice.
“Yeah?” I asked nervously.
“Yeah. She’s really something, she has the cutest little ass
you’ve ever seen and a set of knockers you just wouldn’t
believe,” he said happily. I wanted to ask him how he knew so
much about his daughter’s body, but I didn’t. I just enjoyed the
warmth of the car and got ready to grab my duffle bag and jump
out. He carefully pulled a cigar out of his pocket and offered
it to me. I declined and he took his time wetting it, a long
time. Then with a sly smile he looked at me as he lit it and
cracked a window.
“I caught her giving a guy a blowjob once. The guy was
really hung, at least 10 inches long,” he said, holding his hand
above the end of the cigar.
“That’s big,” I said lamely, swallowing nervously.
“She put her lips around that cock and sucked him like he’d
never been sucked before. Made me wish I was that guy, I can
tell you that,” he smiled and slapped me on the leg. I didn’t
mind the friendly slap, but his hand continued to stay there. I
knew the moment of truth had finally come. How badly did I want
a ride? Very badly, I decided looking down at his friendly hand.
It was beginning to move toward my crotch.

“I watched her give that guy a blowjob and realized
something. You know what?” he asked, pausing for an answer.
“Uh no, what?”
“I give a better blowjob than she does,” he said, sliding his
hand over my rigid cock. There was complete silence while he
massaged my cock gently through the material of my jeans. I
almost fell asleep in the intense heat of the car, hearing the
gentle hum of the engine, and feeling the urgent hand on my
throbbing cock.
“Would you like to see?” he finally asked, breaking the
silence.
“Huh?” I asked, momentarily lost.
“Would you like me to give you a blowjob?” he asked
gently.

“Uh, sure,” I said nervously.
“Let me find a place to pull off,” he said, still rubbing my
cock. In a moment another overpass showed ahead, one identical
to the one where I had stood just a few minutes before. I was
getting real excited. It had been a long time since I had fucked
a girl, and she had been a prostitute in a Fayetville massage
parlor, who’s only strong feelings were for my money, not my
body.
“Has a man ever given you a blowjob?” he asked as the car
sped up the off-ramp and came to a stop at the top, under another
soft yellow streetlight.
“Yeah, once. It was a guy in Fayetville. He got me really
excited with xrated movies, otherwise I couldn’t have done it,” I
admitted lamely, trying to make him understand that I wasn’t
really gay, but I would do anything when horny.
“Did you blow him?”
“Yeah,” I admitted.

“Did you like it?”
“Yeah, it was nice. I never realized that a dick was so
soft,” I heard myself rambling on nervously.
“I think you are going to earn your ride to Indianapolis and
a whole lot more,” he said in obvious excitement.
I was shaking again, but this time in excitement. There had
been little sex in my life, and seldom with a man. The last
experience had been very exciting, which surprised me since I
never looked at a guy as a sex symbol. Hell we all ran around
naked in the barracks and I never even go a hardon looking at
another guy. But when you’re young and horny, you will do
anything for release, and old gay guys seemed to know this and
hit on me. I guess I had “target” on my forehead.
My prick was straining to make a hole in my pants. It was
screaming for release. I tried not to look at the guy, but I
knew he would want something in return. Since I wasn’t gay, I
would have to do him first, while I was really horny, otherwise
nothing on earth could make me do him after I came. Not a gun or
all the money in the world.
I looked around and realized that anybody who drove by could
see us.

“Are we going to stay here, under this light?” I asked
nervously.
“No, I just wanted you to know exactly what I had in mind
before I drove you off to a dark parking lot,” he said with a
smile. “I don’t want anything to go wrong. You are a very good
looking young man,” he said as the idling car started forward
again. As we rounded a group of trees I saw a gas station on the
left side of the road, and a gas station restaurant on the right
side. The man looked around then pulled into the far corner of
the gas station parking lot on the right. He pulled off the
pavement and into a little grassy area. I looked around to see
that we were hidden by a tree, entirely secluded.
He raised the center arm between us and slid the seat all the
way back. With a flick of his hand he raised the steering wheel
up and out of the way.
“There, now we have a little room,” he said, reaching behind
him for a briefcase. I watched warily, more than able to handle
myself if he pulled a knife or gun, but he pulled out a bottle of
vodka, large plastic cups and a jug of orange juice. With a
smile he handed me the cups and alternately poured vodka and
orange juice until each plastic glass was full.
“Chug the first one, then we can make a second,” he said,
putting the jug of orange juice between his legs. I could see
him well in the lights of the closed restaurant. I didn’t
actually look too old, possibly 40 or 43.
I drank down my drink and moaned in pleasure. It felt good
going down. In a moment it began warming my stomach.

“Oh, that’s good,” I said with deep appreciation.
“I thought it might come in handy. As you probably guessed,
I’m gay. Been gay all my life,” he said, taking another sip.
“But I’m smart enough to know that a lot of guys like you are not
comfortable in a gay situation, so I use alcohol, and sometimes
dirty movies, to loosen things up. If it wasn’t for alcohol I
probably wouldn’t have a sex life,” he laughed, downing the last
of his drink. He handed me the glass and I held it as he filled
them once more. He closed the orange juice and vodka, setting
them both on the floor behind his feet, then took his drink from
my hand. His hand lingered on mine, then gave it a squeeze and
took the glass. I drank a small sip, looking at him from the
corner of my eye. When I located his crotch at the corner of my
eye, I noticed an immense hard-on. I had the sudden urge to
reach out and touch it. Following my impulse, I reached out for
his crotch, half expecting him to object. He didn’t, of course,
he simply continued taking small sips of his drink as my shaking
fingers suddenly touched the bulge in the left leg of his pants.
It felt so hot under my fingers.
“Here,” he said, sitting the drink on the dash and unzipping
his own pants. In a moment he was unbuckled and he slid his
pants down to his ankles. He was sitting there in boxer shorts,
completely calm and unconcerned. He took up his drink and took
another sip as my shaking hand crept through the opening in the
front of his boxers and grabbed the huge pole that was trying to
tear a hole through his shorts. It took a moment to free his
cock. It stood proudly, throbbing in my hand. I ran my hand
over it in awe, marveling that any part of a man could be so soft
and hot.
“It’s so warm and soft,” I whispered in amazement.
“They always are. The toughest man in the world is always
soft down there. It feel good in your lips,” he whispered
gently.
“I know,” I said, bending down slowly until my face was an
inch from the warm cock. I could smell the manly smell of his
crotch as I milked his cock and tried to get the nerve to lick
it. I was shaking like mad, so nervous I could hardly stand it.
The only thing in the world at the moment was that soft pillar of
flesh. He was smart enough to wait silently while I made up my
mind and gathered my nerve. With a nervous gasp, I lunged the
final inch and engulfed the hot shaft with my lips. I heard him
give out a shuddering gasp above me, but I paid no attention.
The cock had a mind and life of it’s own, I completely closed the
strange man out of my mind and acknowledge only the cock before
me. This was the second time in my life I had done this, I knew
I would regret it later, but now it seemed like the only thing to
do. I gently stroked the base of his huge cock with my right
hand, while I rested on my left elbow and bobbed my mouth up and
down on his shaft of sex. It tasted good, as the previous cock
had before. It was so soft in my lips, like kissing a pealed
grape.

He leaned his seat back so I had better access, and ran his
hand over my hair.
“That’s so good,” he shuddered, reminding me that the cock
was attached to a man. I tried not to think of that, only the
cock was important and I was alone with it.
I could taste his precum in my mouth, slightly salty and
slightly flavored like tobacco. It wasn’t bad, and it was
extremely unique. His balls had now slid out of the opening of
his shorts and I moved my right hand to them, holding the hot
mound of meat in my hand and squeezing gently. He hissed and
warned me to be careful with them. I nodded, still bobbing up
and down on his prick.
The man’s legs were beginning to shake and I knew he was
getting ready to cum. I had never tastes cum before. The first
guy had cum in my ass. I had always wanted to taste my own cum,
but by the time I had my orgasm and was no longer horny, I lost
the urge before I had the chance.
women had given me blowjobs before and I asked them to kiss
me when they were through and put the cum in my mouth, but by the
time the moment would arrive and they drew near, I always pulled
away in revulsion. Now I would know what cum tasted like, from
the loins of this 40 year old man.
“Oh fuck,” he gasped, then seemed to go still. In another
moment he was gasping above me and his cock was filling my mouth
with his sperm. I felt my mouth fill and my eyes grew wide when
I realized that I couldn’t take it all into my mouth. Without
thinking I swallowed, then sucked his cock until it stopped
spewing it’s thick load. In a moment I sat up, groped for my
drink and drank it down to get rid of his taste in my mouth and
throat. Now I knew how cum tasted. I wasn’t sure if I liked it,
or if I could do it again, but I was glad I had tasted it at
least this once.

“Mother fuck, that was good!” he said enthusiastically. “And
you swallowed my load, I didn’t expect that. Just for that you
are getting the best blowjob you have ever had,” he said, pushing
me back on his reclined seat.
I was so damned horny and so wet my hips were swimming in
juice. My cock had been steadily pumping precum into my shorts
for almost half an hour. I was nearly stuck to my shorts.
“My god, you are so wet,” he said, moving around in my crotch
and licking up my juice. “We had better take these off,” he
said, grabbing my shorts and pulling them down and off my feet.
“I’ll keep them for later, I can use them to fantasize about
you,” he whispered, putting my shorts in the glovebox.
“I have more,” I mumbled uncomfortably as his tongue lapped
at my thighs, meaning I had more shorts, but I wasn’t sure If he
took it that way. I didn’t matter, he was now licking my balls
and the base of my prick. It felt fantastic. There was just one
thing wrong, he needed a shave, I didn’t like the feeling of
whiskers against my leg. It didn’t feel right.
My cock was huge. I have a normal six inch cock but I’d
swear it was at least seven or eight inches after straining for
so long. I reached down to touch my cock, but he pushed my hand
aside and positioned his lips near the head. He turned his head
sideways and licked the juice leaking down the shaft, then
suddenly took the head in his mouth and sucked. It was hard,
almost brutal, but the harshly sucking mouth was exactly what I
needed at the moment. Before I knew it my legs were shaking and
my balls boiling as if my orgasm was about to hit. It was
impossible, of course, it had only been 30 seconds since he
started. Nope, it wasn’t impossible. I suddenly found my cock
spurting into his mouth while he eagerly sucked and drank my cum.
His tongue tickled the tip of my cock and I cried out an
objection. He laughed and continued to suck. To my intense
disappointment it was over in less than a minute.
Feeling slightly disappointed, I waited for him to pull his
mouth off and pull his pants back on. But it didn’t happen. He
simply waited with his mouth completely engulfing my cock,
keeping up a hard, steady pressure. I suddenly realized that my
cock was not shrinking like it had every time before. Either I
had not fully cum, or he had some magical way of keeping me hard.
It was several minutes before I began to squirm, wishing that he
would suck my dick again. He did, right on cue. As soon as I
squirmed, he resumed his slow loving routine of sucking and
licking my cock. It was rigid and ready.

“Uh huh,” he said, resuming my blowjob. I leaned back and
closed my eyes, pretending that I was being sucked by an
incredibly beautiful blonde. But when I opened my eyes I again
saw a slightly balding, middle-aged man sucking my dick. At that
point I didn’t care. He was a very good cock sucker.
He started off with the usual routine of bobbing up and down,
while he stroked the base of my prick, then he took his hand
away, slid a finger into his mouth and slid it up the crack of my
ass. I rose up involuntarily and his finger found the entrance
to my asshole. It wiggled it’s way inside, using my own moisture
to lubricate the finger so it could wiggle farther inside.
His lips changed from bobbing up and down, to going down
nearly to the base of my cock and making a movement with his
mouth like he was swallowing. The swallowing muscles were
milking my prick, giving it an incredible stimulation, while the
finger up my ass was churning up heat in my rectum that soon
joined the heat in my balls. Since I had just cum a few minutes
before, all this stimulation did not make me explode
instantaneously. Instead it built until I was sure I could go
out of my mind.
“Oh fuck me,” I gasped, squirming on the seat. “Oh fuck,
that’s good,” I cried in passion, and a little surprise. I would
be totally grossed out after my orgasm, but right now I wouldn’t
change places with anyone. What intense pleasure! How could a
simple blowjob feel so fucking good, especially since I was in a
middle aged man’s mouth?
“Shit, I’m going to fill your mouth with cum,” I gasped,
looking down at him. I saw him glance up with a smile and
intensify his attack on my ass. His sucking lips remained in
place, slowly building more and more heat in my balls. Suddenly
I groaned in a voice that wasn’t my own and began to squeal as my
orgasm exploded between my legs. I was completely aware of his
sucking lips, and even more aware of the wiggling finger up my
ass. It was like no orgasm I have felt before. I felt a little
like a man, and a little like a woman and my prick spurted cum
into his mouth and my ass clenched around his wiggling finger.
Panting loudly I finally stopped squealing and lay gasping for
breath on the seat. His lips were still, quietly resting on my
prick and sucking gently. I felt the pressure milking my balls
of the last of my cum. His finger was still until he slowly
pulled it out and I almost screamed and it left my ass, still
vibrating from it’s stimulation.
With a smile he reached under the seat and pulled out a tray
of babywipes. He pulled out several for himself, and handed the
tray to me.

In a few minutes the LTD pulled out of the grassy area and
headed back for the highway. In the gathering snow on the grass
were several babywipes, the only indication of the momentous
event that had occurred there. As I pulled on a clean pair of
shorts, then my pants, we were heading north on the interstate
again.
“Glad I picked you up?” he asked with a smile as he lit a new
cigar.
“Oh hell yes,” I said, buckling my pants. “I’ll feel guilty
later, but I wouldn’t have changed things for the world. I will
remember this night forever.”
“Good, I’m glad I made you happy. I’m going to drop you at a
truck stop north of Indianapolis where you’re sure to get a ride
on home. You should be home by morning.”
“Thanks… uh?”
“No names, let’s just go our own ways and leave things as
they are. It was a good night. I don’t have many, you
know.”

“Why not?”
“My lifestyle is rather dangerous, and heartbreaking at
times. I never found a good place to pick up guys, without
fearing that they would cause a scene and embarrass me. Then one
night I picked up a hitchhiker while I was traveling up from
Florida and “bang” we hit it off right away. There’s something
about traveling that brings out the horniness in a man. Now I
cruise the area south of Indianapolis looking for young men like
yourself. If we get along I give them a ride. If not they get
irate and I kick them out. Either way, it’s private. It’s
better than getting beat up in a theater or embarrassed in a
store.
I nodded. We continued talking until we pulled up within
site of the truck stop and he let me out. In keeping with his
good nature, and his concern for my welfare, he let me off where
we wouldn’t be seen together. I went inside and washed up a
little better in the restroom before I went out into the
restaurant. He gave me the slightest twinkling glance as he ate
his meal by the window, spending most of his time gazing out into
the darkness. Undoubtedly he was already looking for his next
hitchhiker.
What a life, I thought as I picked up my hamburger and began
eating with a satisfied smile on my face. I was warm, eating a
good meal, and sexually satisfied. What more could a man
what?

I wouldn’t recommend being picked up and blown by a old gay
man, and certainly wouldn’t recommend hitchhiking in a world now
full of thieves and axe murderers, but I would not forget the
memory of that night for anything. I have forgotten dozens of
nights with dozens of women, but the night I was blown by a gay
middle aged man in a new LTD is one I will NEVER forget.

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2008-Mar-31 - Bitches N Hose - Rhiannon In Her Grey Stockings

Guys, meet the sexy Rhiannon. This teen slut is more the jeans and t-shirt kind of girl but underneath, the guys get a little surprise when they see her stockings and lace and silk lingerie. Today, we have her in a pair of grey thigh high stockings and a red and grey satin lingerie outfit. It’s rather sexy and extremely naughty. Rhiannon probably loves wearing stockings and lingerie as much as we love seeing her in them. She says she gets so turned on just putting on an outfit like this that sometimes she has to get herself off before she can go out in public. That’s exactly what happened in today’s set at Bitches N Hose. She got so horny that just had to spread her legs and started to finger herself.

Rhiannon is just one of the many teens in stockings and pantyhose that you can see at Bitches N Hose. Come check out these barely legal sluts in full-length videos and high resolution pictures. Watch as they show of their sexy legs and nylons, pantyhose and stockings.

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2008-Mar-30 - Greedy Girl Gang Bang

Tags:  gang bang, group sex, fetish, anal Getting gang banged in your own home by 5 stranges….. View Author’s Copyright Information Married for 14 years I have had a very satisfying relationship with my husband Joe. When it comes to sex we are both usually too busy to have any fun with it because Joe travels and I work full time as a nurse. Joe has always been innovative when it comes to sex when we do have the time and is always trying to show me how much he loves me by sending me flowers, or leaving a note on my pillow before he goes to work. Not really getting much sex for the last few weeks I decide that I would try a little masturbation. I put on film and started to play with my nipples where I rolled them around till they became rock hard. Then I slipped my hand between my legs and started to rub my clit. I started moaning and slid my fingers into my very hot wet hole.

Just then the door bell rang and outside was 5 very hot men, all there to fix the cable. I wondered why it took 5 guys to fix the cable but then again I did not know that much about it. Letting all of them in the house I turned around and walked back, one of them grabbed me from behind and held me tight. The first one I knew, he had his name on his shirt.?  Dan moved in front of me, looked straight into my eyes and kissed me full on my mouth forcing his tongue inside my mouth. I tried to struggle a bit but my struggle melted away as soon as I felt his tongue in my mouth. I felt my knees go weak as the guy holding me from behind pressed his very hard cock against the crack of my ass. He started moving his hands all over my tits, pinching on the nipples through my robe.
At that moment I realized what was going to happen; I was going to get gang-banged at my own home. By that time the others guys started moving their hands all over my body feeling me up. All of them were between the ages of 32-35. They were literally ravishing me with their lust in their eyes. Suddenly, one of the guards faced me directly and said, “We’re going to fuck you to our hearts’ content tonight.” Hearing them talk dirty like that made me all the wetter between my legs. Another guy said, “Let’s take her in the bedroom.” All the other guys agreed to it.

They took me to our bedroom, I didn’t know what to do, though I didn’t have much of a choice. So, you want to be fucked in the ass gang bang style, don’t you?” I just closed my eyes. I felt many hands all over my body. The hands were touching my tits, belly, ass and face. I was fully naked in our bedroom floor in front of 5 very horny guys. I could not do anything about it. They were really enjoying all my curves. The guys’ eyes traveled to my tits, deep naval, ass and pussy. I tried to close my legs, but was unable to do so. I shave my pubic hairs and they really liked it. One of them said, “Look, the bitch shaves her pubes. Her pussy looks so lovely without hairs on it. She’s a real slut!”

One of them suddenly held my right nipple and pinched it hard. The mere pain made my lips form a ‘O’. Then he continued to do the same to my left nipple. Then used both his hands on both nipples to tweak them and roll them between his thumbs and fore fingers. I felt my nipples get very hard as the pain suddenly turned into pleasure. They didn’t miss a bit. Their eyes were glued to my erect nipples. One of them said, “Look, how her nipples are hard now. She must be wet in her pussy by now.” The mere words made me realize that indeed I was getting very wet in my pussy. I was being primed up for a juicy gang-bang in our own home, in the bedroom where my loving husband who had made love to me many times before.

I was unable to do anything as I was also getting into it and strangely I felt like I wanted that to happen as much as the guys. Suddenly, one of the guys dropped to his knees in front of me and asked another the guy to spread my legs wider. I knew right away what he was intending to do. I felt my legs were roughly spread wider. And the guy sitting in front of me moved his face close to me. He looked directly in my eyes as he ran his tongue over my slit. Then he did it again, giving more contact this time. He moaned out loud as he did that. The other guys laughed out loud at his gesture. The guy fondling my nipples then took my right nipple in his mouth and started sucking on it while licking my very hard nipple. The guy licking my pussy then put his tongue inside my pussy lips. The mere act made me very weak in my knees.?  Suddenly, I felt a hand parting my ass from behind. One of the guys have gone down on his knees and parted my ass cheeks and run his tongue over my ass crack. He then put his tongue to my ass hole. Now, that was something, which my husband had never done to me. And getting my ass hole licked at the same time my pussy was being licked was just too much for me. I started to move my hips to and fro allowing both the guys to lick more.

One of the guys asked me, “Do you like getting fucked like a whore, Slut?” The guy asking the question gave me a very lewd smile before placing his mouth on mine and kissed me full on the mouth putting his tongue inside my mouth rubbing it all the way on my tongue. I knew that I was indeed acting like a slut or a whore and doing as they want me to do.

Suddenly, I felt myself cumming all over the guy’s face, who was licking my pussy. And moaned out loud, removing my mouth from the guy who was kissing me. After that the guy kissing me came in front of me and started removing his clothes. I looked at his cock. It was already hard and really thick. I licked my lips. The other guys also started shedding their clothes and stood totally naked in front of me. I looked at all the cocks and deep inside me I felt a strange feeling, liking the look on the guys’ faces as I knew all those cocks are going to fuck me now. The guy standing in front of me suddenly held one of my hands and guided it to his throbbing cock. It was so hot and hard.

I felt myself tighten my grip on his cock as I felt his cock throb in my hand and felt my own clit throb in sync. Then he pushed me on my knees so that I was directly facing his hard cock. He motioned to the other guys and they laid me down on the bed and held on to my arms and legs in a spread eagled position and the guy then sat between my legs. He took his cock in his hand and started rubbing it. He said, “Now you see what we do to whores like you. We are all going to fuck you. We are going to give you the best fuck of your life.” With that he rubbed his cock up and down my very moist pussy lips and then stopped on my clit. He started rubbing his cock all along my slit and rubbing it very roughly on my clit. He spread my pussy lips with two fingers and put the head of his cock in my well lubricated hole. But, when I thought that he would penetrate me, he withdrew. He did the same thing a couple of times. That drove me crazy, I couldn’t take the teasing any longer and I pushed my ass up in the air, inviting him. But, again he withdrew. I started pleading, “No, please don’t tease me anymore.” But that had no effect on the guy.

He kept on teasing and when I thought he would go on teasing me for ever, he shoved his full cock in one swift move. I felt his balls slam against my ass. Suddenly, I thought to myself, “I’m being fucked in my own bedroom by 5 guys!

My pussy was dripping wet, forming a total ‘O’ accommodating this man.” He started to pick up on his tempo as he fucked me with real abandon. I just couldn’t believe myself as I started moaning out loud and started bucking my ass meeting his every stroke. He suddenly took out his cock until just the head of his cock was resting on the rim of my pussy lips and looked me directly in my eyes. He asked, “Do you like the fuck you are getting? Do you like my cock?” I was too hot by that time as I first tried to get his cock back in my pussy by raising my ass. But he moved away. This was really frustrating me. He again asked me the same questions, but while doing so, he tweaked my nipples. That drove me wild and I cried out loud, “Yes, I want it.” He said, “Tell me what you want.” I replied, “Yes, I want all of you to fuck me good, fuck me real hard.

Please put that cock in my pussy and fuck me.??? But he didn’t move, instead he said, “If you to really want to get fucked like a whore then you’ll have to suck all our cocks and do as we tell you to do.” I replied, “Yes, I want to be fucked like a whore. I’ll suck all your cocks and do as you tell me to do. Now, please don’t torture me like this. Please fuck me.??? He instantly put his cock back in my pussy and started fucking me real hard. I turned my head and took hold of the cock of the guy to my left and brought that cock to my mouth and started sucking on that. I placed my other hand to the cock to my right and started stroking him slowly. They were talking very dirty to me and I was talking back to them. After that the guys took turns in fucking my pussy while I sucked on all their cocks in turn. They even had me like the woman in the movie. One guy lay down on the carpet on his back. They had me sit down on him taking his cock in my pussy and slowly laid down on him, while another guy came from behind and put his cock in my ass hole. It was incredible to have two cocks in me.

While, I can feel both their cocks so deep in me being separated only by a thin membrane separating my pussy and my ass hole. I must have come at least 15 times that evening. After that they took me to our toilet and told me to piss in front of them. Now, that was something I had not even done in front of my husband. But, having cum so many times, I was also feeling like peeing and after loosing all my shame and inhibitions in front of these guys, I really didn’t care. I sat on the toilet seat and started peeing in front of those five naked still horny men. As I peed, they formed a circle stroking their cock with their hands and taking turns in making me suck their cocks. When I stopped peeing I felt the first guy cum all over my face and mouth. He was followed by the rest. When they were done, they dressed up and left, as if nothing had happened. When I looked in the bathroom full size mirror, I saw a total slut whore sitting on the toilet seat with cum covered all over her face, tits and lips. At that time I knew that my sex life would change to a huge extent and I knew it would be for the better.

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2008-Mar-30 - Bi-sexual fun MMF

Amalia had no idea that when she was going to do a photoshoot with 2 guys that she would get so turned on by the hot twink action. But she did and Marat and Mac both thought it was pretty exciting seeing her get so horny. So someone suggested that they all fool around and very quickly the photographer became the subject as all three got off.

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2008-Mar-30 - Submit

“How many nights will you be staying with us, Mrs. Gentry,” asked the young man behind the registration desk? “My husband and I will be staying at least two nights, maybe more,” she
replied, while her husband Carl stood quietly at her side! “Would you like me to call you a bellhop,” the man behind the desk questioned? “That won’t be necessary,” Laura Gentry replied, while picking up two electronic room keys, “my husband can handle our bags, thanks anyway!”
The two of them rode up the elevator in silence, mainly for the reason that Carl Gentry rarely said a word unless he was spoken to first! As the they stepped off of the elevator, Laura intoned, “Room 1013, it’s that way,” she said while nodding to their left! Once inside their room Laura announced that she was going to take a bath and would require Carl’s assistance, he simply replied in a soft voice, “Yes, ma’am,” and as he had done it a thousand times before, he began helping his wife out of her clothing!
Carl had always been entranced by his wife’s body, and today was no different! As he peeled away her skirt and blouse and she became more naked, he felt the familiar tightening in his groin as his pecker began to stiffen just slightly! Standing with her back to him so that he could unclasp her bra, he couldn’t help but notice the sleekness of her shoulders, the swale of her back, the narrowness of her waist, the fullness of her ass, and of course, the slim symmetry of her long lean well muscled legs!!! Kissing her shoulder and giving it a little nibble her he said, “God, Laura, you’re incredible, I never get tired of seeing you naked!!! As her bra slid from her perfect 36C chest, she turned facing her husband and asked, “Do you like these the best,” while cupping her
breasts and tweaking her nipples!?! “Yes,” he replied barely above a whisper, “I love your breasts!!!” “That’s not what I asked,” you she scolded, “do you think that they are the best part of me!?!” This time not speaking, he lowered his gaze downward, until it rested on her panty clad crotch, and then said, “That, that is what I like the best!!!” “You mean this,” she replied, while touching herself down there!?! Through clenched teeth he answered, “Oh, god, yes, that’s what I love the most about you,” as he stared at the eight inches of cock sticking out through an elastic encased opening in the front of “her” panties!!! “You love my pussy-pecker,” don’t you Carl, she asked soothingly?!? He didn’t answer her directly, instead he asked softly, “May I suck it please?!?” Teasingly she replied, “Maybe later, first let me see you cock!!!” This was part of the game they always played, Carl would pull his hardon out and Laura would make little jokes about how her cock was so much bigger than his! “Well,” she said mockingly, “would you look at that monster hanging between your legs, I’m so scared, it might tear me apart!!!” And then continuing on she teased, “Gee, I wonder how many men have wives with cocks that are four inches bigger than their own!?!”
Taking a properly embarrassed Carl into the bathroom, Laura had him draw her a bath and pour scented oil into the water. After climbing in, she lay back and let Carl run his hands all over her body, except for her pecker, which for the time being was off limits to him!!! “Mmmmmm,” she sighed, “you have a soft touch, do my nipples harder,” she ordered, “that’s very good for little short cock boy, are you hard Carl, does your little pecker have a nice stiffy, stand up and let me see it!!!” Carl stood up, and much to Laura’s delight, her husband stood their totally embarrassed with his little four inch erection sticking out pitifully from his crotch!!! She took her hand and flicked at the head, making it bounce up and down, while sometimes poking it hard enough to make him wince!!!
Tiring of the game, Laura climbed out of the tub and had Carl dry her completely off, that is with the exception of her hardon of course!!! When he was finished, Laura stood facing him with her hands on her hips and her pelvic thrust out and said, “Now this is what a cock is supposed to look like!!!” The incongruity of it all never failed to amaze Carl, here was his wife, with the body of a centerfold, but with a brutally long and thick erection shooting out from her groin!!! “How do you want it,” she asked, “in the mouth first and then up your ass, or just up your ass, it’s your choice!?!” Again, actions spoke louder than words, because in a flash, Laura’s dick had the hot mouth of her husband nursing on it like a calf to its mother’s udder!!!
Laura had to admit that Carl was a first class cocksucker, and even though she always tried to put up a tough front, when Carl had her erection in his mouth, her knees would always get a little shaky!!! When she felt and orgasm beginning to build, she pushed Carl’s mouth away and had him lie face down on the bed with his legs spread wide apart, exposing his ass hole to the eight inch invader!!! “Do you want me to lube it first,” she asked, “or should I just ram you!?!” “Just ram me,” he gasped, while trying desperately to relax his sphincter muscle!!! The anticipation was almost unbearable, and Carl was always elated when he felt the head of Laura’s pecker pressing against his tight bung hole!!! Once the big head had cleared its initial resistance, it was always the same, Laura would reach forward and grab his shoulders for better leverage, and then with a mighty plunge, bury her hard penis deep into Carl’s bowel!!! Once she began her stroking, she would cup her breasts while maintaining her rhythmic gait!!! For Carl, the first few strokes were the hardest, but as Laura’s pecker drove in and out of him, his ass hole relaxed, and he started to become extremely aroused, until he was fairly begging her to fuck him to death!!!
It was always at this point that Carl would reach under himself and begin jerking his tiny cock, because once Laura had dropped her seed, she would have no use for him until she was in the mood!!! Laura pulled one of her nipples to her mouth, sucking on it furiously while her penis went into overdrive!!! When she couldn’t hold back any longer, she let loose with a low loud groan that signaled Carl to let his own little pea shooter to shoot its load!!! In this family, it was the wife who used her own pecker on her sissy husband’s tight little ass hole, while he satisfied himself the best that he could!!! When she finally pulled her spent pecker from his butt she said,
“You’re such a good little husband, now clean up my pussy-pecker with your mouth,” and he did!!!

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