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Principal Johnson Is Hard On The New Teacher

Principal Johnson Is Hard On The New Teacher
By rutger5 (Copyright 2012)
“Shanika stop, you shouldn’t be doing that, please no” I heard the voice come through the earpiece that was nestled comfortably in my ear.
Well let me start at the beginning. My name is Reginald Johnson and I’m the principal of Martin Luther King Jr. High in school district 5, the toughest, poorest district in the city. Our students for the most part are minority and the majority come from single parent homes. Obviously we’re always near the bottom in academic rankings citywide and we certainly have our fair share of troubled youths. However in spite of this we do have a sense of community and school spirit and we are a perennial powerhouse in sports often winning city titles in basketball especially.
I shifted my large frame in my chair as I adjusted the laptop that sat on the desk before me. There was quite a show taking place on its screen which was commanding my interest right now. Shanika McPhatter, the starting center of the girl’s basketball team, had her big body pressed up against the much smaller body of her homeroom teacher Ms. Chance.
“Shanika what are you doing? Oh please stop it!” the pretty blonde teacher cried out but her entreaty had no discernible affect on the student.
The two were standing a few feet from the classroom door with Ms. Chance pressed against the wall as Shanika’s arms surrounded her while she repeatedly kissed her teacher’s neck. As I watched the student’s hand moved to where she was able to grab Ms. Chance’s breast through the material of the blouse as she continued kissing her. It seemed these actions were starting to have an effect because in between her protests a few low moans escaped the teacher’s mouth.
“Why are you doing this? Ooh! I thought you wanted my help with something.”
The teen stopped what she was doing long enough to answer her teacher before returning to the task at hand.
“But you are helping me Ms. Chance, with my sex-ed. Ever since I first saw you I’ve wondered how your white pussy would taste and today I plan on finding out so stop your struggling.”
She laughed after she said that and resumed kissing the woman but this time she planted her lips firmly on the surprised teacher’s mouth. It appeared from my vantage point that after her initial shock Ms. Chance was now responding and returning Shanika’s kiss. Sensing that the tide was turning in her favor Shanika redoubled her efforts. Her muscular leg pressed between the thighs of her victim and she managed to unbutton the top two buttons on Ms. Chance’s blouse.
That move seemed to spur Ms. Chance’s resistance as she managed to break the kiss and she seemed to struggle to free herself but her strength was no match for Shanika’s. The girl easily held her in place with one arm as her lips now tasted the pale white flesh that had been exposed when the blouse had been unbuttoned. She was feasting on the skin right over the woman’s breasts and as I watched Shanika pulled the bra down freeing a breast. Though Ms. Chance was petite and probably weighed around one hundred pounds her breast was round and full for her size.
Not wasting a moment the senior center fastened her hungry mouth onto the breast and sucked causing Ms. Chance to let out a long moan. The girl continued to suckle one while her hand squeezed the other breast at the same time. Ms. Chance threw her head back now and I saw her eyes were tightly shut. The hand that wasn’t fondling the breast now slipped down and seized the woman’s buttock pushing it harder against the intruding leg.
This was becoming a little too much for me now so I stood for a moment allowing me to unfasten my pants. I pushed them and my boxers down freeing my erect trouser snake which sprang upwards after being freed of its confinement. After retaking my seat I discovered that Ms. Chance’s hand was running through the short nappy hair of Shanika who continued to sample the breast flesh.
Without warning Shanika lifted Ms. Chance by wrapping an arm around her waist and straightening her much taller body up. She started to walk carrying her teacher and disappeared from the screen as they traveled beyond the range of the camera. Cursing silently I fiddled with my keyboard which sent the signal remotely to the camera allowing me to adjust its angle. It took only a moment to sweep the classroom and once I saw they were now by Ms. Chance’s desk I focused the camera there.
Truthfully getting this state of the art surveillance system installed on the down low was perhaps my best administrative decision I thought with a chuckle. It had been almost too easy in retrospect. All I had to do was feel out the companies that were bidding on providing the school with an alarm system to see who was willing to go the extra mile. Since they would be installing both a new modern fire alarm system as well as a burglar alarm system for all the entrances to the building, with a monitoring contract as well, there was plenty of money to be made. All I asked was that a tiny hidden camera be put in every room of the building at the same time. They were linked to computer software that only I had access to and voila – I could see what was happening anywhere on my computer including of course all the locker rooms and showers.
By now Shanika had placed Ms. Chance on the desk and as I watched pulled her skirt down and off her. No sense in waiting any longer I decided as it would take me some time to reach the classroom they were in as it was on a different floor than my office. Once I was sure that it was recording I removed the earpiece then reluctantly forced my erection back into my pants. Though it was unlikely I’d run into someone at this late time of day it made no sense to take a chance. I don’t think the principal being discovered walking the halls with his hard cock exposed would be considered a positive thing.
Locking my office door behind me I headed for the staircase. The classroom in question was on the third floor while my office was on the first so I climbed the two flights and turned down the hallway. When I was getting close I did my best to keep quiet as I didn’t want to do anything to announce my presence prematurely. Once I reached the door I slowly brought my face to the small window which allowed me to look in.
What a scene I witnessed there – I doubt I could ever forget it. Ms. Chance was flat on her back on the surface of the desk nude from the waist down but for her shoes as Shanika was bent at the waist with her face buried between her teacher’s creamy white thighs. Ms. Chance’s legs rested on Shanika’s shoulders and I could hear the moans even through the closed door. Shanika’s tongue must have been busy as Ms. Chance was writhing around on the desk with one hand grasping her licker’s hair while the other was playing with her own breast and squeezing her nipple.
It seemed that I arrived at a most fortuitous moment for less than a minute later Ms. Chance let out a drawn out moan and I observed her body stiffen as Shanika continued to lick her. Pausing just long enough to adjust my Johnson rod I opened the door and burst into the room.
“What in tarnation is going on here?” I demanded in my loud booming voice.
Immediately the two of them reacted although in totally different ways. Shanika pulled away from Ms. Chance allowing the teacher’s legs to fall as she straightened up and turned to face me. Ms. Chance did her best to curl into a ball as one hand attempted to pull her blouse closed and the other tried to cover her exposed pussy.
“Well I’m waiting for an answer” I practically shouted.
“Oh thank God you showed up Mr. Johnson” Shanika replied “Ms. Chance told me if I didn’t have sex with her that she’d fail me and I wouldn’t be eligible to play basketball.”
“Shanika that isn’t true, how can you say that?” Ms. Chance managed to get out before I ordered her to be quiet.
“Shut up now Ms. Chance and don’t say anything more at this time. Shanika are you all right, do you need me to call the police?”
“I-I-I don’t know Mr. Johnson, I’m not sure what to do right now.”
“Well let’s get you out of here to start with. And you” I directed at Ms. Chance “don’t even think of leaving.”
With that I put my arm around Shanika’s shoulder and led her from the classroom shutting the door behind us. We walked a bit down the hallway at which time Shanika turned and looked at me.
“Did I do good Mr. Johnson?” she asked with a smile now on her face.
“Better than good Shanika, you were great” I told her as I handed her five twenty dollar bills.
She slid the money into her pants pocket then winked at me.
“I tell you what Principal, right now Ms. Chance is ready for you if you catch my meaning.”
That was what I was counting on I thought as I headed back to the classroom. When I opened the door I had the sternest expression on my face that I could manage. Ms. Chance was now standing by the desk fully clothed and she was sobbing. Again closing the door I briskly strode toward her.
“What the hell were you thinking? Is that how you get your kicks? Coming here to the inner city and exploiting an at-risk youth for your own perverted desires.”
“No Principal Johnson, it’s not like that. It didn’t happen that way…” she began before I cut her off.
“Well I know what I saw. A teacher, a person in a position of power, being sexually serviced by a confused young person. Maybe that wasn’t you I heard moaning like a cat in heat?”
“I was moaning Principal Johnson but she caused…”
“So now you’re blaming the victim, is that it? That should go over good with the media, a privileged white teacher from suburbia blaming her minority inner city victim. I don’t know if you realize the potential consequences of your actions. Obviously the end of your promising teaching career and that would be getting off lucky. You would become famous, or more accurately infamous and you’d be hounded by the press constantly. And that’s not even taking the law into account. Corrupting the morals of a minor would be a slam dunk case and I’m not sure what other charges might apply. I don’t think you’d do well in jail. And of course there’s the possibility of a civil lawsuit.”
By now Ms. Chance was sobbing uncontrollably, the tears streaming down her face taking her makeup with them so that her face was a mess. Her pert nose was red and running as well. Her chest was heaving with each sob and her whole body seemed to be trembling. All in all she was right where I wanted her to be. I reached out and touched her shoulder gently. Like a frightened deer she almost jumped out of her fashionable heels.
“But I believe there might be a way out of this Whitney, you don’t mind me calling you Whitney do you?”
“No, no of course not Principal Johnson” she replied with a tiny bit of hope now sounding in her voice.
“The thing is I don’t believe Shanika wishes for this to come out for her own reasons. It wouldn’t be the kind of attention she wants to receive either. Luckily her mother and I attend the same church so I have some influence.”
I could see Ms. Chance was starting to think that maybe things would turn out not so bad after all when I hit her with what I said next.
“However in spite of Shanika’s wishes the onus falls on me to report what I witnessed first hand. With my own eyes I saw her eating your pussy.”
Where a minute ago she saw light at the end of the tunnel she was now plunged into darkness once again.
“Tell me Ms. Chance, why should I overlook your conduct?”
“Maybe I can’t give you a reason that you’ll accept Principal Johnson but I beg you to reconsider reporting me.”
“Well for someone begging you’re not doing a very good job Whitney. A good first step to prove your sincerity would be to get on your knees. NOW!” I commanded her.
She appeared shocked about my “suggestion” but slowly she sank to her knees and once she did Whitney looked up at me with her ice blue eyes.
“Now repeat after me. I Ms. Whitney Chance humbly beg Principal Johnson…” I began then waited.
“I Ms. Whitney Chance humbly beg Principal Johnson” she repeated in a quiet tone that barely registered over a whisper.
“Louder Whitney – I can’t hear you.”
“I Ms. Whitney Chance humbly beg Principal Johnson” she repeated this time in a louder voice.
“Not to report my sexually deviant conduct” I said with a smirk.
“Not to report my sexually deviant conduct” she said parroting my words.
“And in appreciation of him sparing me the punishment I so richly deserve I will do my best to please him in every way.”
After I said this a blank expression came over her face as it sunk in that this would not be the walk in the park she no doubt expected. But if she believed that I was going to accept her hesitation she was sadly mistaken. Without warning I leaned forward before delivering a sharp smack to her face then roughly grabbed her by the hair.
“Repeat it!” I practically yelled at her.
“And in appreciation of him sparing me the punishment I so richly deserve I will do my best to please him in every way” she managed to get out but she had already started to cry again and appeared terrified.
I strode over to her desk and I yanked on her hair as I did forcing Whitney to follow me on her knees. Once I got there I released her hair and she sank down lower seemingly trying to disappear within herself.
“Look at me Whitney and don’t turn away unless I give you permission” I ordered.
Reluctantly she looked up at me again and once I was sure I had her full attention my hands went to my waist. First I unbuckled my belt before unfastening my trousers. Her eyes were as wide as saucers now that she knew what was coming and I didn’t make her wait long.
My thick fingers pushed both my trousers and boxers down at the same time once again freeing my thick, black mamba. If I thought her eyes were big before it was nothing compared to what happened when she saw that. An audible gasp escaped her mouth when she was confronted with my erection. Slowly I stroked my cock with Whitney only a foot away from it.
Since it had been hard since I first observed her with Shanika it had been leaking pre-cum for some time now. It caused the skin to be slippery as I spread it with my hand. My free hand grabbed her by the head and since my hand is large I was able to actually have my thumb against her forehead while my fingers cupped the back of her head as they slid through her silky golden hair.
“Open your mouth as wide as you can” I demanded to which she hastily complied.
With one motion I drove my hard cock to the back of her mouth making her cough. Still holding her head I slapped her lightly with my other hand then took hold of her head with that hand as well.
“Whitney I’m going to fuck your face. You are going to take it like the white whore you are. I don’t want to feel teeth on me either. If you understand blink twice as I doubt you can talk with my cock in your pretty mouth.”
Her blue eyes closed and opened twice letting me know she understood. Now with the preliminaries out of the way and my hands holding her head in place I began to thrust forward. It felt like heaven to me as I slid in and out of her wet mouth, her lips forming an O around my thick shaft. With each movement my bulbous head reached the back of her mouth yet still much of my erection remained outside her orifice.
“Suck on it Whitney and use your tongue as well. Your goal is to make me feel good so give it your best shot.”
She did her best to comply and soon I felt her tongue wriggling against the sensitive underside of my cock as it moved in and out. She also applied as much pressure as she could with her lips and soon I was moaning from the feeling. Because I’d been aroused for some time previously I wasn’t sure about how long I’d last so I decided to slow things down. My hands pulled her off of me forcefully leaving Whitney gasping and strands of saliva clinging to me especially on my cock head.
“Stand up” I said as I pulled on her hair at the same time.
Once she stood before me I let go of her head and instead put my hands on her blouse. With each hand I took hold of a side and yanked it open sending buttons popping in all directions. Whitney gasped but I paid no mind as my hands continued to pull on the material so that it slid from her shoulders and down her arms. Once it was off her I tossed it to the floor then I reached up and unclasped her bra freeing her small breasts. Her nipples caught my attention as their pinkness contrasted with her fair white skin.
“Now that’s what I call mancandy” I said as my arms snaked around her tiny waist and lifted her up in the air.
My mouth fastened on her breast sucking it into my mouth and then I bit down on her nipple. Whitney cried out from the mixture of pleasure and pain as my teeth tugged on it. After a minute I switched to her other one where I garnered a similar reaction. While I did this my fingers found the zipper on her pencil skirt and pulled it down which allowed my other hand to slip under the material and cup her ass cheek.
Since it encountered bare smooth flesh I assumed, correctly it turned out, that like many of the women today Whitney favored wearing thongs. I dug my fingers deep in her flesh and twisted making her cry out in pain which was music to my ears. My mouth released her nipple so I could speak.
“That’s right Whitney let me know how it feels and it’s just the beginning. You’ll be crying for your momma before I’m done with you.”
Putting her down I now pushed her skirt past her hips so that it slid to the floor leaving her wearing just her black thong panties and heels. Next I loosened and removed my tie.
“Turn around and cross your wrists behind your back slut.”
Not wanting to, but afraid not to, Whitney turned her back to me. As I wrapped the tie around her wrists my eyes were drawn to her tight little ass. It was well formed but on the small side much like her narrow hips. What she needed was to spit out a few babies to allow her body to expand naturally I thought and perhaps I could help with that. Once her hands were tied tightly my fingers pulled up on the back section of her thong which forced the material deep into her pussy slit.
“You are such a hot little tramp Whitney” I told her before biting the nape of her neck.
As my mouth continued its assault and I slid the thong back and forth my other hand reached around and twisted a nipple hard. She tried to remain silent but I was stimulating too many points at once and she was forced to moan. My hand released her nipple and I moved it down her body over her rib cage first and from their over her flat little tummy. During this due to the disparities in our height my hard cock was pressing into her back but I bent my knees enough so that I was able to maneuver my thick shaft between her legs. It rubbed against her inner thighs as well as her panty covered muff.
My hand slipped under the fabric and brushed the silky smooth hair as it continued down. It hit pay dirt a second later when it came in contact with her wet little pussy. When my finger rubbed her clit Whitney again moaned and when the tip forced its way between her swollen lips I felt her whole body shudder.
“You little whore” I murmured in her ear “you’re cumming from me putting my finger in you, aren’t you?”
I continued to work it deeper but it wasn’t easy as her pussy was extremely tight. Finally I had my whole finger inside Whitney so I started to wiggle it back and forth. She managed to spread her legs a bit wider to assist in her violation. The hand that had held her thong now reached up and took hold of her throat.
“You never answered me Whitney when I asked you if you came. I expect an answer when I ask a question.”
Slowly my grip tightened on her neck which prompted a response from her.
“Yes I came, are you happy?”
“No not until I cum will I be happy but I’m glad you admit that you’re a whore.”
Right as I said that I forced a second finger into her and if I wasn’t holding her securely I think she might have tried to escape. As it was her body twisted and turned but I persevered and pushed it into her.
“Fuck baby girl you have the tightest pussy I’ve ever felt. What’s the matter your boyfriend isn’t doing the job?”
“Ooh damn! Its too much Principal Johnson, please take one of those fingers out of me” she said before adding “and right now I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“If I take a finger out then how can I stretch that pussy? If you think two fingers are too much what do you think will happen when I put my big cock in you?”
“No please don’t, you’ll kill me.”
“No the only way I’d kill you is if you don’t let me. Besides it seems you’d die happy my way. Now its time for you to suck my cock again. Get it nice and wet Whitney to help it go in.”
With that I pulled my fingers out and let go of her slender neck. I pushed her so she was bent at the waist over the desk and moved my body in front of her head. Gathering all her hair up in one fist I pulled her head forward as I put my cock by her mouth. She opened it and swallowed my head inside and started to circle it with her tongue. It felt good but what I needed was saliva so as I held her in place with her hair I pushed deeper into her hot mouth.
Whitney almost gagged as I repeatedly hit the entrance to her throat with my cockhead but it was accomplishing my goal of lubricating me. After a particularly deep thrust Whitney coughed up some saliva and I decided I was ready. I pulled out of her mouth and now walked behind her. My hand stroked my cock as the other yanked her thong down to her knees. Pressing the head to her entrance I grabbed her hip then pushed forward.
Whitney cried out loudly as I sank a couple of inches in her pussy channel but it could go no further. Instead of trying to force myself deeper I rotated my hips which brought us both pleasure and also aided in stretching her out. I continued in this manner, managing to slowly slip more of my shaft into her. She was moaning a lot now as my cock stimulated her internal nerves and she sure was stimulating mine.
Once I was a little more than halfway in there I changed my motion and started to slide out of her. When just my head was nestled between her lips I thrust forward a little further. Again I grabbed her hair in a fist and now I began to fuck her for real. While I did I looked down and watched my thickness work between her pretty pink pussy lips and that was quite a sight. But for some reason as I did my eyes were drawn to her little asshole. It was tiny and looked as if was never used even for its primary purpose.
Even though I rarely had anal sex there was something about it that was calling out to me and I responded. I stuck my pinky in my mouth and wet it before forcing the tip in her back hole. Whitney started to squirm and cry like a crazy person but with her hands tied behind her as well as being bent over as I fucked her there was nothing she could do but take it.
Just the thought of forcing myself in her ass that was now resisting just my pinky excited me so much that it pushed me past the edge. With a final thrust I drove further into Whitney’s pussy as my rigid cock swelled even larger. Then the floodgates opened as I showered her insides with my thick, rich cum.
“No please Principal Johnson” she pleaded “don’t cum in me, I’m not on birth control.”
“Then it’s just the way I want it baby girl” I gasped as I fired again and again in her tiny, tight pussy. “With any luck I’ll breed you and if not today then soon.”
With that I forced my cock a little deeper to help guide the sperm where it needed to go. Even while I was cumming I continued forcing my pinky deeper in her stinker until it was swallowed up. By wiggling it around I opened her ass up a tiny bit more. When no more cum came from me I eased out of her now well fucked pussy making Whitney groan with disappointment.
“Have no fear, I’ll soon be fucking you again. But first let me put you where I want.”
After first removing my pinky I lifted the petite teacher and laid her on her back across her desk so that Whitney’s head hung over one end and her ass was at the opposite edge with her legs hanging in the air. Positioning my body by her face I placed my cock by her lips and Whitney knew what to do. Once her red lips opened I guided my partially hard cock between them. Immediately she went back to work, licking and sucking my head and shaft.
“That’s it you little cocksucker, work that black cock good” I told her as I slid my jacket off but before I put it on the desk I slid my cell from the inner breast pocket.
I waited until her head was turned the right way where I could see her whole profile as she sucked me. It took only a few seconds to take a couple of candid shots and once I did Whitney freaked out on me. She managed to pull her mouth free pissing me off.
“What are you doing Principal Johnson? My God you have to delete those” she said raising her voice.
My answer was a smack to her face followed by my large hand closing around her throat and cutting off her oxygen. I leaned in until our faces were just inches apart as I stared into her blue eyes. They were darting all over in a panic as I squeezed.
“Now what Ms. Whitney Chance is forgetting is that I call the shots, not her. You will do whatever I say slut. If I tell you to turn tricks like a ten dollar whore you will do as you’re told. Understand?”
She nodded her head yes as much as she was able to under the circumstances so I released her. Whitney gasped for a minute as she filled her lungs but I was already on the move. Positioning myself between her spread legs I lifted them and placed them against my beefy torso and once they were in place I drove in her pink again.
My hands found and painfully twisted her rock hard nipples as I sawed in and out of her. I pounded her as fast as I was able to going halfway in with each thrust with the purpose of fully regaining my erection. Once I accomplished my goal I withdrew my cock and lowered it a couple of inches so the head touched her ass hole. Since I was freely leaking pre-cum I rubbed it on her puckered hole to assist in what was about to happen.
“Have you ever been fucked in the ass Whitney?” I asked though I think I already knew the answer.
She shook her head no, and I could see the fear in her baby blues.
“No I haven’t Principal Johnson. Please don’t, I’m begging you not to. You’re too big and you’ll kill me.”
“It will hurt but you’ll survive” I said as I grabbed the back of her neck and forced her head up so I could see her face clearly. “Besides it’s your fault for having such a cute little ass.”
With those words I forced my big mushroom head into her sphincter and kept going until the head managed to pop inside. She let out such a wail that I felt compelled to pick up her thong and put it in her open mouth. With that out of the way I continued to push deeper. Her ass was so tight that it almost hurt but I was undeterred and kept forcing my shaft further up her. Not until my balls touched her ass cheeks did I pause and then only momentarily.
Tears were streaming from Whitney’s eyes and down her cheeks and she was still moaning in pain though the thong muffled that some. Again I raised my phone and took two pictures. The first was of her tear streaked face with her pain reflected clearly and the second showed the cause for it. My thick black shaft buried almost to the hilt in her no longer virgin ass.
Once that business was concluded I placed the cell down and started to work her hole. For the most part I kept most of my cock buried in her as it was so tight that I didn’t wish to move much. The pleasure on me was just too intense to sacrifice so I rotated my hips in a clockwise motion. Occasionally I’d piston in and out just to change things up. However just being squeezed by her viselike sphincter was taking its toll on me so I decided to go for it.
Leaning forward so that her legs were pushed toward her chest I began to pull almost all of the way out. With just my head remaining I drove all the way in. Each time I did this Whitney whimpered in pain which only spurred me on to go faster. My balls heavy with another dose of baby batter slapped her ass with each thrust now stimulating me even more.
“Come on Whitney, squeeze those muscles if you want this to end sooner” I told her.
Her face looked doubtful but she seemed to be trying her best as I felt her ass tighten a little more. I was grunting as well now as I went balls deep with each thrust. My free hand squeezed her cheek hard as I felt my orgasm approach. At the last second I pulled from her now gaping ass and just managed to put my cock in her little pussy as I exploded.
“Fuck baby girl, here is another batch of cum for you” I said as I painted her pussy white with sperm.
My heavy body sank on her, nearly crushing a helpless Whitney with my bulk. After I regained my breath I managed to push up a little so she could breathe. My hand pulled the thong from her mouth and once I pulled out of her I wiped my cock clean with her thong. Moving as if in a fog I slowly fixed my clothing. Rolling Whitney onto her side I then untied her hands and put my tie in my pocket. Now that I’d cum I was all business with her.
“Ms. Chance starting tomorrow I expect you to report for duty in detention hall as part of your expanded duties. You will receive no compensation for this, in fact according to the official schedule the various teachers assigned will continue to get credit for it. At the conclusion of detention you will report to my office where you will satisfy my urges or any one else who I tell you to satisfy. Is that clear?”
She blinked a couple of times as comprehension dawned on her that for all practical purposes she was no longer in control of her fate. Instead she was my sexual plaything until I tired of her and even then I had no intention of freeing her from my control.
“I understand Principal Johnson” she said submissively with her eyes cast down.
“Just a couple more things Ms. Chance. One I expect you to present me with your ovulation schedule as soon as possible. If you need to consult with your physician to get an accurate reading that is okay. Number two you are forbidden to go on dates or have sexual relations with anyone except on my specific orders. Do I make myself clear?”
“Very clear Principal Johnson.”
“Good now let me go as my wife will have dinner ready soon. I will see you tomorrow” I said as I headed for the door. As I closed it behind me Ms. Chance was curled in a ball on the desk softly sobbing.
THE END
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From Soccer mom to Porn Queen

From Soccer mom to Porn Queen:
Ann was pretty much an average single 34 year old mom. She and her 13 year old son Jeff had moved into a smaller apartment because of money issues. The result was Jeff had to start a new school. Ann thought he was doing ok after several weeks, she was disturbed that all his new friends were black or Hispanic but it is what it is.
At Jeff’s first soccer game she met two women who sons were on the team, as they sat in the stands routing for their sons they bitched about money. It seemed they all had lousy jobs with low pay and were always scraping to make ends meet.
The game ended and as they got into the car Ann told Jeff she was feeling luck and they were going to buy a scratch off ticket and perhaps win a few bucks. They stopped at a local convinces store and a few minutes later she emerged with the ticket. When they got home she scratched off the colors to discover they had won $200.
They splurged and ordered pizza; they sat at the kitchen table discussing the day’s events.
“Mom it’s great we won can we keep this up?”
“No honey, the odds are against you. The only time you have a better chance is if you know a sports team is a sure thing.”
“How does that work?”
“Well you bet on a team to win, since your betting with a bookie you are given credit, till after the game is played. As long as you keep winning you never have a cost.” Jeff looked at her for a moment and picked up his plate and put it in the sink and headed off to his room.
For the next month their lives seemed normal. She noticed Jeff was coming home from school a little later then usual but she figured he was participating in some after school activity.
On Saturdays he started watching all the sports game he could. He did this same thing on Sunday and on occasion was either in a really good or really foul mood.
Another month passed, she got home from work about 5:30 and as she was changing noticed his shirt was ripped. Walking into the kitchen she asked him, “Jeff, how did you rip your shirt?”
For a moment the boy looked at her with a dumb stair, he said, “Oh as I was getting off the bus I caught it on a sharp edge.” It seemed possible so she went about her evening. She noticed he was getting a lot of calls from people she didn’t know but she figured he was making friends.
On Thursday evening as she was getting out of her car she saw Jeff talking to a group of three older boys. There was a large Latino looking one and two skinny black kids, they looked to be 15 or 16.
As she got closed she realized the conversation was not as friendly as she had thought.
She walked up to the group and their conversation stopped, “Jeff what are you doing?” Before Jeff could answer the Latino whose name was Louis spoke? “This dip shit owes us over two grand from sports bets.” Her mouth fell open, the taller black kid who’s name was Jim chimed in. Now he wants to pay us a little each week with no interest!”
“Jeff is this true?”
“Yes mom I thought we could pay off some of your bills if I won big.” Louis jumped back into the conversation, “look lady we want our money!”
“Ok let’s not stand out side making a scene come in and we’ll discuss a plan.”
As they entered the house she was well aware the three were all staring at her ass which by far was her best asset. Ann was a small woman just five foot; she was 115 lbs, shoulder length auburn hair, a pair of 36d tits a very small waist and a bubble butt.
In her kitchen she realized these kids weren’t playing around. “Ok look we can’t give you two grand because we don’t have it.” The third black kid whose name was Bo looked at Jeff, “look fagot we know some guys who are gay, they’d love to fuck you and you can pay your debt off that way.” Ann was shocked at the suggestion. “I don’t think that sounds like a great option, do you Jeff?” Bo and Jim grabbed Jeff, they each took hold of his jeans and pulled them down along with his underpants, they spun him around and pushed him over the kitchen table. Bo wet his middle finger and stuck in Jeff’s ass. “Hey guys this is tight virgin ass, they’ll pay good money for it.” Ann looked at Jeff’s face which was contorted as he never had a finger in his ass before. “Ok gentlemen, number one please get you finger out of my sons ass.” Bo just shrugged and pulled it out. “Look lady unless you are planning on helping pay the debt shut the fuck up, his ass belongs to us for the next few months.”
“I really would like to help but I can’t figure out how to make that much money.” Jim smiled at her, “Let’s all sit down and discuss this, ok?” They all sat but Bo kept Jeff next to him rubbing his ass cheeks.
“Ok you say you want to help right?”
“Yes I suppose so.”
“Well here’s how you can help. We watch a lot of porn on the internet, there are several sights who are devoted to MILFs fucking young guys.” Ann looked at Jim, “what’s a MILF?”
Mothers I’d like to fuck!”
“Oh well thanks for clearing that up, please continue.”
“You make a porn movie with us fucking you; we’ll pay you $500 cash and cancel the two grand he owes.”
“Are you serious?”
“We sure are.” Bo put his finger back in Jeff’s ass. Jeff’s eyes were watering but he did not move. Bo looked at Jeff, “Well guy Friday night you are going to be a new fuck toy for a few of our friends.”
Ann spoke up,”I’ll call the police if you try that.”
“Really and what are you going to do keep him home forever? Besides that the interest on the debt will start incurring at the rate of 20% a week.”
Jim touched her arm, “look mama, why not think about our offer, it’s really a win, win for everyone.”
“How do you figure it’s a win, win?”
“Simple your sons ass stays a virgin, you get $500 cash, his debt is paid in full and you get fucked, all in all not a bad deal.” She sat their looking into his face. “Look, just consider it today is Thursday, we would not be doing it till Saturday night. If you agree you can text me, I’ll come over and coach you on your lines.”
“I have lines.”
“You sure do, the sight were thinking about only accepts amateurs, if you act as if this is great and you cum a lot we all could be paid by the sight. You could make more money if they really like you. Consider it because Saturday night if you aren’t going to do it, Jeff’s butt will be getting several cocks.” The three stood to leave; you have till Friday 9 Pm to make a decision. Just that quickly the three left.
Neither mother nor son spoke the rest of the evening. Alone in her room she considered the proposal. First I would get 500 and his debt would be paid off, second I get fucked without any attachments and thirdly Jeff ass stays virgin. She fell asleep still considering it.
Friday night after work she and Jeff discussed it. “Jeff honey I’ve been thinking about the proposal.”
“Mom I’m so sorry I’ll take the butt fucking rather then see you do something you don’t want to do.”
“Honey there is the 500 cash I’ll be getting, we could sure use it and if they like me perhaps they’ll pay extra.” At 8:45 she sent the text, it read I’ll do it! At 8:50 she received a text from Jim I’ll be their in half an hour.
At nine thirty Jim knocked on her door, he had a large black kid with him, “this is Ernie he’s going to keep Jeffery company while we talk, hey Jeff take Ernie to your room.” Ernie grabbed his hand and led him away; they sat at the kitchen table. “Ok first of all you need to have slutty underwear on but you should be dressed in shorts and a tight t shirt.”
“Ok I can do that.”
Now we will be acting as if we picked you up at the mall, you invited us back to your house to hang out. We’ll ask you a bunch of questions.”
“What kind of questions?”
“Well like do you like to swallow cum at the end of a blow job, how long has it been since you were fucked really good. Do you make noise when you are cumming things like that?”
“So far I’ve got it.”
“The dirtier you talk the better, and please talk dirty while you’re being fucked if possible.” She asked several questions about her money and that the debt was cancelled for sure. He assured her all would be fine.
She looked at him “I’ve never seen a black cock before are they all really very large?”
“Well I have a rule.”
“What would that be?”
“If I take it out at the very least I get sucked off.” Jim reached across the table; he grabbed her left tit and squeezed it. Her first reaction was to pull back but she hesitated for a second and then pushed forward to give him better access to it.
“How big are your tits Ann?” She smiled at him, “their 36d and I love having them sucked.”
“Well tomorrow night you’ll get plenty of that now would you like to see my cock or not?”
“I’d love to, hey what about Jeff?”
“Lets see how he doing.” They quietly opened the bedroom door to his room; her eyes went wide as she saw a large black cock in his mouth. He was naked and had a butt plug in his ass hole. Just then the black kid grabbed his head and started cumming. A big blast shot into his mouth. Jim closed the door quietly; they were standing outside his room looking at each other. “Do you want to see my cock or not? I think your son has a bit more work to do before Ernie’s nut sack is empty.”
“Please make Ernie stop, I’ll be ready tomorrow night but make him leave Jeff alone.” Jim shrugged and knocked on the door, “time to go Ernie, now!”
Two minutes later Ernie and Jeff came into the kitchen, Ernie was smiling Jeff seemed shaken. The two left. “Jeff, are you all right?”
“Yes just, well he made me blow him and then I swallowed all of it. He put a butt plug in my ass and made me keep it in all the while. Then he gave me a hand job, after I came he made me lick his hand clean.”
“Don’t worry honey it will all be better by Sunday, lets get some sleep.
Saturday at 7 pm the boys showed up they immediately started to set up their equipment. Jim approached Ann, “here’s your money, sign this receipt please.” Jeff went to his room and they were ready. The camera started rolling as she pretended to answer the knock at the front door, all three guys walked in. “Hi Ann we were in the neighborhood and figured we’d stop by to see Jeff.”
“Sorry guys he’s with his dad for the weekend, but your welcome to hang out with me, if you’d like?”
“Sounds good, got any beer?”
“I’ll get you some.” As she headed for the kitchen she was wiggling her ass with emphasis, all three boys stared. As she entered the room with four beers she saw Louis rubbing his cock through his jeans, Bo spoke to her. “Ann that is one very nice rear end you’ve got their.” She smiles turned around and stuck it out for them. “You don’t think its fat do you she cooed?” Now Louis stood up “Ann it is a great ass I have a fantasy about my cock sliding in and out of it and dumping a giant load of cum in it”
She turned to face him, “you know Louis there are other places your cock should be thinking about dumping cum in besides my ass. I’m not saying I’m not flattered nor would I mind a good solid ass fucking but my cunt really hasn’t been pounded in six years.” Bo stood and started rubbing her tits while Jim unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down. Louis removed her blouse and she stood their in bra and panties. All three were naked in a minute; she grabbed Louis and Bo by their cocks and headed for the bedroom. “Boys I think it cum dumping time and I’m the dump!”
In the bedroom Jim closed the door it was the first time she had gotten a good look at his cock, it was huge. She had seen pictures of things that big but always figured it was photo shopped. Now in front of her was a 14” penis. It was as thick as her wrist. “My god Jim, have you found a lot of women who can handle that?”
“I’m hoping we have tonight?” She just grinned at him. “I don’t think I’m capable its gigantic baby.”
“Well hopefully Bo and Lou can get it stretched enough for me to try.” Louis and Bo took her to the bed, they placed her in a sitting position and went to work rubbing her clit and nipples. It took two minutes before she was moaning loudly. Bo had three fingers in her, she gave a soft scream and started squirting pussy juice everywhere. Finally the orgasm subsided and she looked at both guys. Gentlemen I need a good fuck now, please. Louis mounted her, he cock head parted her pussy lips and he was in, she moaned with pure ecstasy. As his rhythm in creased she would push her mound up to meet his downward thrusts, they were both getting close. She started moving her pussy in small circles while moaning deeply as she started to orgasm again, feeling her pussy contracting around his cock he pushed deep and blasted her pussy walls with hot cum three, four , five times his cock erupted before it seemed to slow down and stop. “Thank you Lou I really need that.”
Lou rolled off and Bo got on, her pussy was very sloppy as cum was already leaking out. She looked up at him, “sorry about the sloppy cunt baby, that what sloppy seconds are all about, I’ll do my best to milk your cock.” Bo pounded her deep and hard she had two orgasms before he pushed deep and blasted her pussy with a good sized amount of warm sticky cum.
She was laying there spread eagle with her pussy leaking cum, Jim approached her with the giant cock semi-hard. She smiled at him, “baby I’m not sure about this I think its way to big. I’m only five foot tall, that cock will be in my throat.” He chuckled as he mounted her. “Please go slow honey.” The head of his cock separated her pussy lips very gently; she felt it slip in. “Slowly baby I feel him already.” Now Jim started moving his cock from side to side slowly so she could get accustomed to it. Now he pushed a few more inched in, slowly he pulled it out so only the head was in. “That’s good baby but I don’t I can take it.” Now he pushed slowly until about half was in her. She was starting to enjoy the big cock in her; her pussy was contracting around it in an attempt to milk cum out. He looked down at her, “how does it feel?” Ummm was all he heard. Now he pushed another three inches in, the tip hit her cervix, a gentle shove and he was past it. Her eyes shot open, she was wiggling her ass while her pussy was contracting on his cock. “Oh Jim, oh Jim ummm it feels wonderful please baby keep going.” Slowly he pushed the remaining cock into her until their pubic mounds met. She was moaning as her body exploded with orgasm after orgasm. Jim looked down at her, “who’s pussy is this, who’s your daddy?” All she could do was scream in ecstasy as she had another orgasm. He pushed down and cum started to flow out of his cock. It felt like a facet had been turned on inside her. The feelings of hot cum that deep in her cause her to have yet another orgasm. After what seemed like a quart of cum had been deposited deep in her he rolled off. The other two spread her legs as the camera recorded her pussy literally squirting cum out of her. She had never been fucked like that in her life. The other two boys DP her four more times. She had sucked both Bo and Louis at least twice, but the real prize was Jim fucked her three more times. After every fucking she would crawl down to his cock and lick all cum off his cock, balls and ass hole.
At around midnight, it appeared their nut sacks were empty, as they started to pack up Jim handed her, her panties. “Put these on so you don’t leak all over the floor. With a dreamy look in her eyes she slipped them on. They all headed for the door. She grabbed Jim around the neck and whispered in his ear. “If you’d like you could come back any time you want.” He smiled at her “that’s my pussy now so believe me I’ll be back probably Monday night, I’ll call first so you can be ready.” He squeezed her ass and they left.
The next day her and Jeff discussed the events, he swore he would never gamble again. She told him she may be seeing Jim again if it was ok with him. His next question surprised her, “Do you like him?”
“No but the money is good. If the producers like the film I could make a lot more.”
“Well if you’d like to see him I guess it will be ok.”
Monday she walked around the house all day waiting too see if she would hear form Jim, at 1PM her phone buzzed she had a text. It was from Jim, my nut sack is full could use a draining any ideas? She typed back I know just the girl, what time will you be hear. Immediately he responded at 7.
She asked Jeff to go to his room. At 7 the door bell rang it was Jim with another black friend of his. They entered the apartment, “this is Rob he’s doing the filming tonight, I promised his a good fuck and a couple of blow jobs.”
“That’s fine with me honey, shall we get started.” They went to her bedroom; she closed the door and immediately started kissing Jim. Jim responded and after a few minutes with the camera rolling he asked her if she’d like to get her pussy stretched? Quickly she replied “most definitely.” She stripped down to her panties and bra and slowly turned to model it for him. She wore a lace thong in light green and matching lace bra allowing her nipples to stick out. “Do you like?” She saw the bulge in his crotch and giggled. “I guess you do uh,” pointing to his crotch. He took off his jeans and the monster sprung out. “Wow its even bigger then I remember come her and let me stroke it.”
The were on the bed kiss and groping each other, Jim took hold of her panties and pushed them down, she lay back and spread wide as to accommodate his huge cock. He slowly slipped the head in, she gasped as she felt the monster enter her. Her body was already responding, with only the head in her, her pussy was already squeezing it. “Baby I could get used to your cock really quickly.” He pushed his cock half way in, looking down at her “you are going to be getting this on a regular basis. I want my pussy to be able to accommodate me with having to put it in a few inched at a time.”
“Well if you give it to her on a regular basis she should be able to do whatever you need.”
He pushed balls deep, she moaned in ecstasy, she started wiggling her hips in small circles and pushing her pubic mound up to allow I him to get deeper. They kept this rhythm up for five or six minutes, in that time she had six wild orgasms. Suddenly he pushed deep and stiffened. “Oh baby, ugugugugu,” was all she could get out as an orgasm ripped through her like a bolt of lightning. Once again it felt like a facet had been turned on in her pussy as what seemed like a quart of cum was deposited in her.
As he rolled off her she was already sucking the head of his cock to get all his cum still in it and on it in her mouth. For the next three hours she was filmed fucking him. They had shot of her pussy squirting cum out after each time. She gave the camera man three blow joys and allowed him to fuck her ass. By midnight they were all tired and drained.
Jim told the camera man to get the stuff packed; Ann put on your panties and let’s get a drink. In the kitchen he spoke. “Babe it’s been five years of frustration until I found you. As of now you are mine you are the only woman able to take all my cock and I’m not giving that up.”
“Well that makes me and my pussy very happy as I’ve never felt a cock like yours before and have never been fucked that good in my entire life. It’s your pussy, after a few more sessions she’ll be able to accommodate him without you having to go a few inches at a time, I promise.”
“Good I’ll be back tomorrow without the camera, now just one more, no two more things. First here is another three hundred dollars; they really liked you on camera. Secondly I want you to help me find two other women who can take big cocks.”
“Ok baby but I want to be number one cunt to you.”
“You will be but I have two friends who have cocks bigger then mine, we need women to accommodate them.”
“Sweetheart I’ll give it a lot of thought and I promise I’ll get some girls. Honey just out of curiosity how big are we talking?” He saw the gleam in her eyes. “One is 15 ½ inches and the other friend is a just plane freak.”
“What means freak?”
“He’s almost 18 inches, he’s not human. Yes I’ll introduce you to them only after we have at least one girl ready. I will probably let you try him if you insist but just remember who’s pussy it is.”
“It’s yours lover.”

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Moms a menber, loke it or not

Moms a member, like it or not.
You may want to read the first part of this story, Moms joined like it or not. It will put some perceptive of the events.
Donna was making coffee when eric her son cam in the kitchen, “hi mom” “hi hon, want breakfast”? “Think I’ll have cereal”. He got a bowl and sat down. Donna got her coffee and sat down when the phone rang.
Hello,” Donald what’s up”? “Your kidding right”? “Well when will you be home, ok I understand call me when your leaving tomorrow”.
Donald’s call was to tell donna he had to stay Saturday for a training session and would be getting home Sunday afternoon and he was taking Monday off to rest.
“Well dad isn’t getting home till Sunday afternoon, so it’s you and I tonight”. “Mom I’m spending the night at paul’s remember there going camping and I was invited”. “That’s right, well I’ll watch tv and read”.
Donna knew she may be hearing from mike and loots and was a bit jittery but thought, it’s the weekend and normally my husband would be home so they probably will not even call. My pussy could use a little action but I’m still a bit tender and another day of rest will be ok.
Eric got up and headed for his room and she heard his cell phone ring as he closed the door.
An hour later she was in her bedroom when the house phone rang, she look at the number didn’t recognize it but answered and said hello.“Hi Mrs.M how that tight pussy”? “ Hi Loots, it’s great”.“ Listen what time are you taking eric to pauls”? “At around 1, why” “Well we should be there by three”. “Oh”? “Yeah, our nut sacks are completely full again”. “Well I can take care of that for you”. “We know, by the way do you have a garter belt and black stockings”? “Yes” “Great ware them, and we likes the way the short you had on the other day show your pussy lips and clit so maybe a pair in pink with a matching bra”? “ I can do that, and please buy condoms, I don’t want all that cum shooting in me.” “ok see you at three”.
Donna looked to see what time it was 11:30, get dressed, drop off eric, go to mall buy underwear home fix up, yeah I can do it by three.
She was in Victoria’s and found the set of boy shorts and bra in pink, shit panties are a little to small, what the hell they like nothing to the imagination anyway. Stocking and garter belt and home she went.
She made herself a strong drink and got ready, 2:45 and I’m set. She looked in the mirror, wow girl you look hot. The black stockings, garter belt and heels set off the pink panties and bra. God I can see my pussy lips perfectly, well they like the look so. The door bell rang.
She walked to the living room and yelled “the doors open come in”.
In stepped three black boys, “wow Mrs. M you are hot”. As they headed for her loots said this is arnet. “Hi” Then she had a tongue down her throat and hands on her tits, ass and clit. The greeting lasted what seemed like five minutes.
“You guys want to sit down” Mike smiles and said?“ Lets sit on the porch” and out they went. They had the laptop with them. They all sat down and loots passed around a joint for everyone which they all lit and smoked completely.
They were all pretty stoned and loots said,“ we showed arnet the video and told him how tight and wet that pussy was and he said he had to have some. He promised not to jerk off if we agreed to take him and so here we are”.
“Well thank you, I assume I’m the center piece of a three man gangbang”?“ You sure are”!
The three stood up and pulled there shorts down revealing three stiff cocks. “Wow they look good” As the boys sat down arnet went to rub his dick, Donna told him to stop as that was her job. They were sitting looking at her and loots said “Mrs.M give us a spread”
She opened her legs about three inches. “No a big spread”, she just giggled and spread wide. “You mean a fuck me spread” Yes that’s got it”. Mike walked over and placed his cock in her mouth. She put the head in, swirled her tongue around it while messaging the nut sack, gave it a deep throat and out he plopped, “next’ Loots was next, “ mike yelled hey keep those legs open”, arnet was last and as his cock plopped out of her mouth she saw his eyes were closed and had a look of I’m gonna cum soon.
“Mrs. M did you like that”? “Well” “don’t bother to bullshit us look at your self”. Here nipples were standing straight out and there was a wet spot between her legs.
Mike smiled, “what say we all go in and do some serious fucking”? Donna response was immediate, ‘Let go”.
Once inside the house loots said “Mrs. M take off the bra we like the was your tits and ass swing”. She giggled and unclipped the bra and handed it to arnet. As she walked she moved her ass and tits with a deliberate motion to show her assets.
They entered the bedroom closed the door she turned and smiled, “who’s first”? They all looked at arnet. Loots looked at arnet, “go ahead” Donna smiled and said “ Socking and garter belt off or on”? “On” She pulled her panties down and laid down on the bed and gave his a big smile and spread come on babe” As arnet get between her legs she asked, shouldn’t he put on a rubber”? Mike smiled,“ let him feel the wet, tight pussy milk his cock first” “ok”
“Go slow baby I want to enjoy your cock”. Each of her nipples was being sucked by a different guy and the cock in her pussy was balls deep and doing a wonderful job. The twitching in her pussy started to build and she knew she was getting close. Arnet had speed his pace and she started moaning with pleasure. Then she felt arnet twitch and she got her first shot of hot sticky cum in her pussy.
She was still breathing heavily as arnet rolled off and loots jumped in, she grabbed his shoulder as he pushed his cock all the way in with the first push. “I love your cock babe but the condom”. “Just fuck me”, “I am”
Each thrust down from him was met by her pushing her pubic mound up to meet him. They fucked for five minutes his pace gaining momentum, the burning between her legs was back, she was moaning with pleasure when she let go a screaming orgasm, he pushed his cock as deep as possible and added another load of hot, sticky cum to her pussy. She felt his spew six times before he stopped twitching. She looked at him,“ that’s was one of the best orgasms I can ever remember having”. “Happy to be of service”
Loots moved and mike pushed his cock in a very sloppy pussy. ‘Oh baby” said donna as the cock started a slow rhythmic pumping motion in and out of her pussy.
Laying there fucking mike she heard loots say,“ when were done we can feed her cum until were ready to fuck her again. Donna thought I guess were all getting what we want, they can empty there nut sacks and I get thoroughly fucked and no baggage.
The fire was building in her pussy and she let go with another screaming orgasm. Mike kept pumping for another few minutes and the she felt the familiar twitch, cum flooded out in to pussy, five loads spewed out of the cock into her soaking pussy.
She stood up, legs a little shaky, pulled up her panties smiled at the boys and said,“ I’ve never been fucked three times in a row by three different cocks and been so happy with the results, thank you guys”.
Come over her and lay down with us, “I will but all you three want to do is feed me cum”. “That’s exactly what we want”, “well you know that’s fine with me”.
She got on the bed in between them and opened her mouth wide, she smiled “well”.
They feed her cum for the next half hour, they also rubbed it in her nipples, in her bush, in her hair and all over her face.
“Mrs. M”,” yes arnet” would you mind if I fucked you again”?“ Not at all sweetie, that’s why I’m here.
He had is dick rock hard and pushed it in to the hilt, go slow baby, “I’m tender”. He fucked her for at least fifteen minutes; she had two orgasms and felt the familiar twitch. Cum plashed into her pussy. As there breathing slowed loots mounted her and slowly started pushing in and out. Donna started pushing her hip up with each thrust to get the cock as deep as possible. “Please go slow I love you cock and the way you use it on me”. That encouragement spurred him on to try to push deeper and the burning was back. “ oh god babe fuck me” she moaned as she came with such force she shuttered for a minute. As she calmed down she was aware he had left cum in her.
As mike mounted her and started pushing down she for the first time started pushing up to meet him as well. She pulled her legs up as high as they could go and started to orgasm as he deposited more cum in her.
After a couple of minutes he rolled off, she cuddled up to loots as it was apparent his cock was her favorite. “Are you guys going to doing this much more”?“ loots looked at her and said “probably why”.“ My pussy may be leaking like a faucet, but it is now very tender, keep in mind I’ve been fucked six times in two hours”. “I need a little time to recover”.
She got up“ anyone want a drink”? Three yeses. “Ice tea ok”? “Yeah” Wow guys look at the front of her panties now, they all stared at her crotch. The entire front of the garment was covered in cum. She headed for the door and stopped, a giant glob of cum ran out of here, she scooped it up with her finger, put it in her mouth, looked at loots.“ Baby that was from your cock I’m getting to know the tastes”. She giggled, wiggled her ass and headed for the drinks.
Before they fell asleep she was fucked six more times and had given three blow jobs.
They spent the night all three in one bed, the next day they got up early and she gave them three good morning blow jobs before they left.
As they headed for the door she leaned over to loots.“ baby if you want to come over alone for a couple of hours it’s fine with me”. “Or I can pick all of you up after school and give you all blow jobs in the car if you’d like” “ but I just want you to know I really want your cock in me as often as possible”. ”I’ll be over soon and let you know about the blow jobs:.

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Lonely Wife – Chapter 1

Note: This story is told from the third person perspective and this chapter doesn’t feature a whole lot of sex(in fact, it doesn’t feature any, but it does have masturbation at the end), this chapter is meant as more of an introduction. Sex will be much more prominent as the series goes on. If you prefer a first person perspective don’t worry, as I plan on writing another story to run parallel to this one. Hope you enjoy and please leave comments below!
Bella Grace was in many ways, your average housewife. She cleaned, cooked and reorganized the house so much that it would appear different nearly every week, much to the chagrin of her husband. “Bell” he would say sternly. “You must stop moving the furniture around. This couch was over on the other end of the living room just last week for crying out loud!”
The man of the house, Tristan, was the ‘tall, dark, and handsome’ type. His short coal black hair and brown eyes was in perfect contrast to Bella’s long, waist-length golden blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. In his younger years, he was quite the stud, working out daily, but now at the age of thirty-four, he has almost given that up entirely. It wasn’t completely his fault, however, as he worked a full time job and went to night classes in an attempt to get a promotion. Bella would often bring up working herself, but as Tristan would constantly repeat “You’ll need to get used to staying home when we have kids”. The idea of getting a nanny was also out of the question. “Can’t afford it” Tristan would remind his wife.
Bella would find herself bored out of her mind quite regularly. The thirty-one year old was used to shopping or hanging out with friends, but since their move, the Graces have made very little friends. Tristan had friends from work and school, of course, but Bella had very little chance to meet new acquaintances. Once she was done with her daily chores, she would often browse the internet or watch TV in order to kill time. Today she decided to use the computer.
After checking the news and tomorrow’s weather, Bella looked up local jobs, just for fun. After a few minutes, an ad caught her eye. “Looking for part-time housekeeper. No kids, just cleaning and cooking. Hours are ten to three. Call if interested”. This was perfect, Bella thought. Her husband worked nine to five, then came home for an hour and went back out to school. She could work without Tristan even knowing! Bella jotted down the number and rushed to the phone.
“Hello?”
“Yes, hello. My name is Bella Grace and I was interested in your online ad”
“Okay, Bella. Do you have any experience?”
“Well, I work on my own house”
“That’s fine. How old are you?”
Thinking this a strange question she responded with a pause “Um…I’m thirty-one”
“Come over anytime you want for an interview”
“Okay, I’ll see you soon”
As she placed the phone on the receiver she wondered why he wanted to know her age. Perhaps he felt older women would be inadequate and take to long to get everything done. Whatever the case, she was certainly interested. For far to long, Bella had been subjected to the worst kind of punishment known to mankind; lack of sex, thanks mostly to Tristan, who was barely home. A part time job would definitely take her mind off things, at least for half the day.
Bella finished her house work and set off for the address given to her by the man on the phone. As it turned out, it wasn’t very far away. Only about a five minute walk from her house. She walked up the steps wearing her finest white blouse and black skirt combo. Just as she was about to knock on the door, it opened.
Standing in the doorway was a handsome black man, with a shaved head and a six pack. Clearly unlike Tristan, this man worked out.
“Nice to meet you. You must be Bella” he said, with a smile.
“Yes. I didn’t catch your name?” Bella said, meeting his hand with hers.
“That’s because I didn’t throw it. But my name is Jason Brown”.
“Nice to meet you Mr. Brown”
“Please, just Jason”
He showed her inside and she couldn’t help but stare at the muscles on his arms. Compared to the lankiness of Tristan, Jason seemed like an athlete. They sat together on a three piece sofa and Jason asked her a series of questions. About ten minutes later, they were done and Jason stood up and put his hand out.
“Congratulations, Bella. You’ve got the job!”

”Great!” She said, getting up and grabbing his hand. “When can I start?”
“Well not right now, as my work is nearly finished anyway. You see, I work from home and need someone to cook and clean for me” he said.
“Oh? What happened to Mrs. Brown, if you don’t mind answering”
“Haha, not at all. I have never been married” he said. “Can you start monday? I don’t work on the weekend” he continued, trying to change the subject.
“Sure, that sounds great. See you then!” she said as she walked out the door.
Bella arrived back home with only an hour left until Tristan arrived. He would surely want his dinner, so she immediately got to work on it. She prepared dinner, leftover meat, and set it on the table just as Tristan walked through the door.
“Meatloaf again?” he said, taking a seat at the table.
“Sorry, honey, but we can’t afford much else”
“Hopefully we’ll be done eating this crappy food once I get a promotion”
Bella didn’t like her cooking being criticized. Sure, it didn’t take much to prepare meatloaf, but he should be glad he has anyone to cook for him at all. To the outside world, her growing animosity for her husband would appear as though they were an old couple, married for decades. In fact, they have been married for only three years.
“I was hoping that you could take off from school today so we could spend some time…” she started.
“Absolutely not. The big test is today, you remember” he said, cutting her off. “Don’t worry though. We can spend time together on the weekend…” he said, thinking hard “No, wait. That’s right, Saturday’s the big game and on Sunday I’m going fishing with the guys. You understand, I’m sure. We’ll find some time together” he continued.
“Yeah, I understand” she said with snark in her voice.
After dinner, Tristan kept to his usual routine by watching TV for the next half hour before going off to school. When she was finished with the dishes, Bella sat down next to him to enjoy the movie. Almost immediately, Tristan looked at his watch and got up. “Oh crap, I have to go or I’ll be late. See you tomorrow” he said, planting a kiss on her cheek. And just like that, he walked out the door, leaving his wife alone and lonely.
The rest of the night was as unsatisfying as could possibly be. She watched TV for a couple of hours and had a late night snack before heading off to bed. The last thought that went through her mind was the loathing she secretly felt for her husband.
The next morning, Bella once again made breakfast for Tristan and once again, he made jokes about it calling it “crappy” and “awful” before he headed off for work. “What a charmer” she thought. “More like an asshole”. She brushed her teeth, took a quick shower and got dressed, wearing the same clothes she wore to the interview yesterday.
She arrived at Jason’s house five minutes to ten.
“I like a woman who’s on time” he said, smiling.
He showed her what to do and where everything was. “You can cook anything you like for lunch, I wouldn’t buy it if I didn’t like it!” he explained to her. As he went to his den to work, she started to clean the house. Vacuuming, dusting, washing last nights dishes and doing the laundry. She was to prepare lunch at around 12:30, which she made sure to do. For lunch she made hamburgers, which were wrapped in tinfoil in Jason’s fridge. She knocked on the door.
“I’ve brought lunch” she said.
“That’s very kind of you, Bella but I don’t like to eat in the den. We can eat together out in the dining room”.
He came out of the den and they sat across from each other in the dining room.
“Mmm…this is delicious, Bella. You really are a great cook”
“Oh it’s nothing. Anybody can make hamburgers”
“Sure, but you must have put something in here to make them taste better” he said as she blushed. Never before has she received praise for much of anything, least of all for her cooking.
“I would love to help you with the dishes, but I really do need to work. It looks like you have the house in order however. So how about you do the dishes and then you can take off early with full pay” he said.
“Oh no, I wouldn’t feel right…” she started.
“Don’t worry about it” he said, cutting her off. “Wouldn’t be much point keeping you around here when you have everything done. I’m sure your own home could use some work” he continued. She blushed again. After the dishes were done, she let Jason know that she was leaving and then walked back to her house.
Upon arrival, she saw a message had been left on her answering machine. It was from Tristan.
“Hello. Honey are you there? Well, I suppose you’re doing some shopping, hopefully for groceries, you don’t need anything frivolous, dear. When you get this message, can you bring my suitcase down to the office? I somehow forgot it. Very important files in there, I’m sure you’ll understand. Besides, what else do you have to do?” this outraged her. It was bad enough that she had to drive all the way to his job, but also the fact that he had the nerve to claim that she had nothing better to do?
Bella grabbed the suitcase that was displayed on the top shelf of there closet and walked out the door, as mad as could be. All she could think of in the drive was how useless Tristan really was. She considered divorce, but realized that she had no where else to go. Once she found a suitable man, then she’d leave him, but until then, she was stuck.
“Thanks babe, you’re a life saver!” he said. “Well, see you later” he continued, closing his door in her face. Did he even know how much of an ass he was being? Certainly no one could unknowingly be this much of an asshole, Bella thought.
She took the forty five minute trip back home in the same beat up car she drove to the office with. Tristan bought himself a fancy $10,000 car, she gets a second hand $1,500 car that barely worked.
That evening at dinner, the couple spoke very little. Occasionally, Tristan would break the ice by saying things such as “wish this food was better” or the very classic “we must be really poor if you’re making crap like this”. And as has become tradition, he sat his ass in front of the TV following dinner to watch the tail end of a movie. As he got up to walk out the door, Bella had become almost happy. She tried to hide the smile that was entering her face as he said goodbye.
Bella decided to give herself a little treat by running a warm, almost jacuzzi-like bath. She poured bubble bath into the tub and took off her clothes. The warm water felt great as it cascaded down her legs. With her eyes closed, she saw her husband, not in an intimate way, as that was a long time ago, but instead, she saw him nitpick her cooking and cleaning. Soon her thoughts went other places and she saw the only other man she had interacted with in the day, Jason. She imagined him placing a kiss on her lips, in a sensual way she had not felt in a while. His arms wrapped around her waist as he continued to passionately kiss her. In her thoughts, she saw his penis, which she imagined was very large. This made her extremely wet. She didn’t care if these thoughts were wrong. If Tristan wasn’t going to pleasure her, then someone had to, even if it was just imaginary.
Bella placed a hand on one of her breasts and twisted the nipple while the other hand made its way to her nether region, which by this point was very moist. She rubbed her clit as the other hand got her tits soapy. She inserted a finger, while picturing Jason standing in front of her, pumping his massive dick into her pussy. Another finger was inserted into her unfulfilled vagina and her nipples, now erect, were also getting plenty of attention. Fake Jason was still plowing her pussy as a third finger entered it. A moan escaped her mouth “Oh, Jason. Fuck me. Fuck me harder!”
The three fingers were going in and out of her pussy faster with each passing second, and her tits were completely lathered up, with only the red plump nipples showing. Her moans got louder as she finger fucked her hair-covered pussy. Finally, her juices gushed out, mixing with the water and she remained in the bath, eyes still closed, panting from the experience that she had longed for.
It was now very clear to Bella. She had found a suitable man. Now all she needed to do was get him interested in her, if he wasn’t already…To be continued…

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SHOPLIFTER SURPRISE

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009I like to think of this happening to me … but take it as fiction (all names and places have been changed, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental).
They had set me up! And they had done it so neatly that there was no way out. I stared at the two women in shock and dismay. There was no alternative – I was going to have to do whatever they wanted – anything at all.
I was fifteen and a half years old, although I looked two or three years older – a fact which caused me a lot of bother, with older boys and men constantly making passes or dirty remarks. The reason for this was partly my height – I am five foot nine inches – but most of all my bust. My family all have big boobs, inherited from my grandmother who came from somewhere in northern Italy. From her I also have my straight black hair, which I had grown quite long; at school I kept within the rules by platting it into two pigtails, which came to just below my collar. My tits had developed early, and were probably the largest of any girl in my year at school – perhaps even of the year above as well. I kept them firmly enclosed in a plain white bra, though its uplift did give me a striking profile and cleavage – I hid the latter from view, but couldn’t disguise my breasts’ jutting prominence. It wasn’t that I didn’t like my breasts – I had become used to them now, and was much less self-conscious – but I was fed up with their effect on the male sex and the boorish behaviour that resulted. Not only were the boys at school constantly trying to get their paws on them, but they treated me as if I was just an appendage to my bust. In particular, they acted on the assumption that the bigger a woman’s breasts, the smaller her brains. This was far from the case – I was clever and ambitious, worked hard, and was predicted straight A grades in the important exams next summer. I was aiming to go to Oxford or Cambridge university when I was 18, and then on to a professional career – certainly not to settle for being a boring housewife and mother.
My Tuesday afternoon timetable was sport with no last lesson afterwards, so I was free to leave school an hour earlier than normal. I always used this to spend some time in the town centre, going to the library or window-shopping, sometimes with a friend but usually on my own. One of my favourite places was our medium-sized branch of a national chain of department stores, and I enjoyed looking through the clothes and – in particular – the lingerie department. On this particular Tuesday I had been admiring some flimsy items of underwear in lace-edged black which were very sexy and adult-looking, and then I looked through the party dresses for teenage girls – there was one I had been thinking of buying, and I tried it on in the changing rooms, but the only size they had in stock was a bit too tight. With regret, I gave it back to the assistant, picked up my satchel and sports bag, and headed for the exit. Just as I was about to go out, I felt a grip on my sleeve and heard a polite but firm voice saying: ‘Just a moment please, young lady, I must ask you to come with me’. It was the store security officer, who I had seen quite often before, particularly when I was in the lingerie section. She was an imposing black woman, aged around 30; she was taller than me, and looked like a former athlete – she was trim and fit, with well-muscled arms and legs, but also full-figured and shapely around the waist and hips. I was not alarmed, thinking there was some mistake – whatever it was would be easily cleared up, and it would waste less time if I went with her and sorted it out. So I was quite calm as I accompanied her through to the back of the store and down a quiet corridor to a door marked ‘Duty Manager’, at which she knocked.
I was ushered ahead of her, into a rather bare and utilitarian office. There was a couch against one wall, a couple of basic chairs, some filing cabinets, and a desk behind which sat a poised, capable, but rather severe-looking woman in her mid 30s. She had dyed blond hair cut in overlapping layers, in a quite short ‘businesswoman’ style, trimmed around and behind her ears and cut to the nape of the neck. She was wearing a dark grey jacket which offset a pink blouse; I saw later that she also had a matching grey skirt which was quite short and tight, with a slit vent at the back, and black calf boots. She took off her glasses and laid them next to some paperwork, and regarded me steadily. ‘Is this the one, Melissa?’ she asked the security guard, who nodded and said: ‘Yes, Miss Campbell’. I began to feel a bit less confident, but interrupted at once: ‘There’s been some mistake – I don’t know what all this is about!’ ‘We’ll see then, shall we,’ calmly replied the manageress, and she asked if I had bought anything in the store that day. I said no, explaining that I had tried on the dress but the fit hadn’t been right. ‘OK,’ said Miss Campbell, and she cleared the papers from her desk into a drawer before rising and walking around to the front. The black woman turned a key in the lock of the door, and then placed my satchel and kitbag on the vacant desktop. ‘Open these, please’, instructed the security guard. Foolishly thinking that this would clear everything up, I unzipped my sports bag – and gave a gasp of dismay. Lying on top of my kit were two pairs of the expensive black panties that I had admired in the lingerie department, still with their store price tags and labels. My breath was taken away for a moment, my stomach gave a sickening lurch, and I sat down heavily in one of the chairs. ‘I don’t know – I don’t understand – I didn’t’, I stammered, and then with a wail ‘They’re not mine!’ ‘Indeed they aren’t, young lady’, said the manageress grimly, ‘as you did not pay for them’, and the black woman standing behind my chair gave a gruff laugh. ‘Please, you must believe me’, I said desperately, ‘I don’t know how they got in there – I didn’t put them there!’ ‘Oh, yes?’, said Melissa derisively, ‘who did – the pixies, was it?’ I felt bowled over, and close to bursting into tears: I was a good girl, I’d always been a good girl and obeyed all the rules – how could this be happening to me?
I was in a daze as Miss Campbell explained that it was company policy to prosecute all shoplifters, whatever their age. She then reached up to a shelf in the corner and brought down a small video camera, which I hadn’t noticed was there. The manageress told me that it had filmed me from coming into the office to the discovery of the stolen items; its evidence, together with the in-store camera which showed me looking at and fingering the panties in the lingerie department, would ensure that I was convicted however much I protested my innocence. The black security officer alarmed me even more by saying that I would be sent to a reformatory or perhaps even prison. ‘A pretty young thing like you – they’ll eat you up,’ gloated Melissa. As I looked at her in horror, I could see the lustful way she was looking at me – and with shocking suddenness I realised who had put the panties in my bag, and why the security guard had known to stop me. The bitch had planted them on me herself – she often watched me in the lingerie department, which I had put down to the usual knee-jerk store suspicion of young people, and she knew what I had been looking at. Whilst I was in the changing room trying on the dress, my bags had been left at the attendant’s desk ‘for security’, and that was when the items had been inserted. I turned to the manageress to launch my accusation, but the words died on my lips – for she was regarding me the way a spider would a fly, and with redoubled fear I realised that she was part of the set up as well. I swallowed with a gulp, biting my lip. I was at their mercy – they knew it, and now so did I.
Miss Campbell rested her trim buttocks against the side of her desk, regarded me coolly with one eyebrow raised, and reached for her telephone. She knew from my expression that I had finally understood my situation, and with a half-smile she asked: ‘So, shall I phone for the police?’ ‘NO!’ I squealed desperately; ‘Please – please don’t!’ I knew that even if I didn’t get sent to jail, a criminal conviction would end my chances of getting into a top university or ever having a professional career – and I would do whatever was necessary to avoid that. I had a dawning suspicion of what that might be, but drew a shaky breath and said pleadingly: ‘I’ll do anything – please, don’t – I’ll do anything you want’. ‘Really – anything?’ queried the manageress. I closed my eyes for a moment, and accepted my fate: ‘Yes,’ I mumbled, ‘whatever you want, I promise.’
The manageress looked at me for a long moment, and then smiled in anticipatory satisfaction. I was certainly an attractive prospect for any predatory lesbian, with the combination of my blossoming figure and naive innocence, all prettily packaged in traditional school uniform. I was wearing sensible black shoes and white socks which came nearly up to my knees; above this was my grey pleated uniform skirt, which I wore at the regulation length of one inch above the knee. This was topped with a white buttoned shirt and striped school tie, and my navy blue blazer. Miss Campbell ordered me to stand up and take off the blazer, after which she grasped my tie and used it pull me close to her. Although I suspected what was in their minds, it was still a shock when I felt the manageress put her hands on my breasts and squeeze them firmly through the material of my shirt and bra. At the same time, the black security officer stepped up close behind me and ran her hands from my shoulders down my back, ending by squeezing my ass and then pulling my grey skirt up towards my hips. Miss Campbell loosened my tie a little, but then let go of it and unbuttoned my shirt. I made no resistance or protest as it was tugged out of my waistband and then back off my shoulders; Melissa undid the cuffs and the shirt was removed completely and tossed across to the couch. ‘Oh, my!’ said Miss Campbell as she admired the size of my breasts and their upswell in the bra, ‘Well-spotted, Melissa, this one’s a real peach’. She left my tie on, but tugged it towards one side so that it lay across my right breast rather than between them.
The next move was made by the imposing black woman. She reached under my armpits and grasped a bra-cup in each of her large and powerful hands, and then began to massage and squeeze them. This began to set off funny feelings, first in my breasts, then in my stomach, and then lower down – I felt my nipples responding to the attention by swelling erect, and I became aware of a loose and damp feeling between my legs. Melissa unbuckled my bra, and it joined the shirt on the couch. As I looked down, I could see the contrast of her black hands on the creamy white flesh of my boobs, stroking them and tweaking the nipples, and this vision and the feel of her warm firm grasp was starting to arouse me. I had never really thought of sexual relations with women before, though I had realised that I felt no enthusiasm for being poked with a male penis; I had thought it was just a matter of time and boys would somehow interest me when I was older, but my second and greatest shock of the day was the realisation that they wouldn’t. This was far more exciting and satisfying, and these masterful mature women were compelling in their raw sexuality. I found that I was thrilled by the fact that they desired me, that my body was arousing their lust, and I discovered that I wanted to be taken by them. I felt myself becoming wetter and looser in the vagina, and my shoulders went back to raise my breasts and proffer them to my conquerors. I breathed huskily: ‘Do anything, anything you want’, and Miss Campbell at once picked up on the change of my pose and my tone of voice. She gave me a full appreciative smile and then glanced at my panties, which were now on view as Melissa had pulled up my school skirt and rucked it around my waist. I shifted my feet to spread my legs a bit wider apart, and the manageress dropped her hand to cradle my Venus mound through the thin and damp material of my white school knickers. She felt my softness and wetness, and then pulled the elastic waistband of the knickers outwards with her left hand and slid the right hand down inside. I gave a gasping moan as the palm of her hand slid electrifyingly across my lower stomach and then found my cunt. She slipped her fingers through the hair, which was not long as I trimmed it about once a week, and found my opening. I shuddered in arousal as her thumb slid up and down my slit, prising it open. She caressed me intimately, and then withdrew her hand and looked in pleasure over my shoulder at her partner in crime, who through all of this had continued to grope and fondle my ample breasts. Miss Campbell offered her finger to the black woman, who sniffed it appreciatively and then licked it clean of my juices.
Miss Campbell hooked her fingers into the sides of my knickers, and slid them down over my hips; without needing to be told, I stepped out of them, and spread my legs wider still. I was now naked apart from my school tie, the grey skirt bunched around my waist, and my knee socks and shoes. I felt exposed, wonderfully vulnerable and totally available. The manageress knelt in front of me and pushed her index finger into my vagina. ‘Are you a virgin?’ she enquired. I said truthfully that I had done it a couple of times with boys at parties, and hadn’t enjoyed it – but my hymen had been broken. ‘That’s good’, she said decisively, standing up and taking off her suit jacket. I was instructed to unbutton her blouse, which I did with trembling fingers, half eager and half afraid. When it was discarded I found that she was wearing a sexy bra in navy blue, which was displaying to advantage a pair of breasts that were average-size but pointy and still firm. The next instruction was to kneel and undo her skirt, and I gave a gasp of wonder when I found that beneath it she had a matching blue suspender belt holding up her stockings, with the ensemble completed by skimpy thong panties over the top. Together with her black boots, it was a mouth watering sight, and I hardly needed the encouragement of her hand on the back of my head to bring my face forwards and kiss her crotch. She pulled down and threw aside the thong panties, leaned her bottom against the edge of the desk, and spread her thighs apart. I could see the puffy lips of her labia protruding from her vagina, and it drew me like a magnet. I rested on my knees, gripped behind her thighs with each hand, and for the first time in my life experienced the wonderful taste, texture and smell of another woman’s pussy. It was deeply arousing, redoubling my own wetness, and I gave a sudden squeal as I felt a large finger enter me there from behind and roughly probe me. The black woman had stripped off her uniform jacket, shirt and tie, and had dropped down behind me, reaching between my spread knees to explore my tight young cunt. She began to frig me forcefully with her right hand, and then brought her left around to resume the groping of my tits.
I slapped my tongue up and down the slit of Miss Campbell’s vagina with enthusiasm but little skill, but she was turned on by my innocence – and even more by her success in corrupting and seducing me. ‘Push it in, you silly bitch’, she gasped, and I did my best to follow her instructions, shoving my tongue in where there was less resistance and then slurping it around. After a while, I felt a nub which I correctly deduced must be her clitoris, and focused my efforts on that. ‘Ah, yes! Better,’ she gasped, her legs spreading wider and her hips starting to judder and thrust. Finally she orgasmed, after which she pulled me to my feet and gave me a passionate French kiss.
‘Very nice,’ said Melissa from behind me, ‘now it’s my turn, and I’m gonna fuck you, baby’. My fear returned a bit, and I looked at her wide-eyed in a way that turned her on even more. Before I could say anything, she roughly pushed me forwards so that the edge of the desk caught the top of my thighs and I went face down across it, with my ass sticking out backwards over the edge. Miss Campbell went back to her side of the desk, in front of my face, and gripped my forearms so that I could not have risen if I had wanted to. In fact I didn’t, partly because I was too unsure, but mostly because in this position Miss Campbell’s sweat-soaked pussy was right in front of my face. I stuck out my tongue, and with a grunt of pleasure she shifted nearer so that I could resume my oral caresses.
My uniform skirt had fallen back to its normal position whilst I had been eating out Miss Campbell, but now I felt being it being lifted from behind and pushed up to my waist, exposing my private parts. I looked over my shoulder, and gave a small squeak of alarm. The security guard had removed her skirt and panties, and was resplendent in black boots, black hold up stockings, and a black bra – but what had caused my concern was that she was also wearing a black plastic strap-on cock, which looked enormous. She stepped between my spread legs before I could instinctively close them, bringing the knob of the dildo to rub against my pussy lips. Then she pushed a finger into me, coated it with my juices, and rubbed this as lubricant on the plastic phallus. I managed ‘Please’, intended to be the start of ‘please be gentle’, but the rest was lost in a shriek as she shoved the dildo into me. It went further than I would have believed possible on the first thrust, and further still after she slowly withdrew it and then rammed the battering-ram in again. I felt her hands on my shoulders as her powerful stomach muscles flexed the dildo in and out in a faster rhythm. Then, in a moment of delicious ecstasy, she ran her fingernails slowly down from my shoulder-blades to my buttocks, ending with pinching, squeezing and lifting these. The sensation was amazing, and it both relaxed me and opened me up further – unbelievably, I felt the dildo slide in a further inch. I had never felt so filled and stretched, so totally possessed, and I surrendered completely to the experience. I was whimpering and moaning, and would have been thrashing round all over the desk if Melissa had not been firmly gripping my hips and Miss Campbell holding my forearms. My stomach was sweat-slicked and pressed flat against the unforgiving wood of the desk top, and its sharp edge bruised my thighs as Melissa heaved in and out of my cunt. I had never felt anything like it, and the experience of being taken by these two women who were twice my age, and of being mercilessly fucked by the tall dominant black woman, completed my conversion. If this was lesbianism, I wanted more.
I don’t know how long my roller-coaster ride of a fucking lasted, but I can still recall it vividly. After a few minutes, when I thought I might explode, Melissa paused for a second and took her hands off my waist. She seized my pigtails as if they were the handlebars of a bicycle, jerking my head upwards and arching my backbone, so that my ass jutted out and my cunt was presented at an easier angle for driving the dildo in with straight hard strokes. Miss Campbell let go of my arms as my front was pulled up, and instead grasped my breasts, partly supporting my weight whilst she tweaked and pulled on my nipples. This added to the overpowering sensations, as Melissa drove the dildo all the way up my cervix, spitting me and stretching me wide. With an incoherent moan, I came in a cascading wave of orgasms that were far beyond any of my previous fumblings with boys or inexpert attempts at masturbation. This was the real thing – shuddering, convulsive jerks of my hips and pelvis, pouring wetness from my pussy, and blistering pleasure exploding in my head and down my backbone. As I collapsed inertly, Melissa withdrew the strap-on and Miss Campbell released her hold on my arms. For several minutes I lay spent on the desktop, gasping like a landed fish. Then Melissa drew me upwards and took me in her arms, with my rounded pink breasts rubbing against her even larger dark ones. She gave me a warm smile that transformed her face and kissed me gently, exploring my mouth with her tongue. ‘One more thing, and then you can go,’ she said. Setting me back on my feet, she went to one of the filing cabinets and came back with an enormous vibrator which she handed to me. The black woman then lay across the couch, spread her legs open, and instructed me to make her come by licking her tits and fucking her vagina with the vibrator. I obeyed with alacrity, working the vibrator into her with see-saw circular motions, and sucking on the wonderful melons of her ripe black breasts. I was amazed that she took the whole length of the vibrator, and began to shove it in and out in a steady rhythm. Just as my hand was beginning to tire, she arched her back and let out a rasping noise from her throat. She grabbed my hand and rammed the vibrator in even deeper and held it there for a long moment, her eyes squeezed tightly shut and her mouth open. She panted for breath, gave a sudden cry, and then went limp. I looked down at her in wonder: had I just done that, made a grown woman come with complete abandon? I could get to enjoy that. Melissa opened her eyes, licked her lips, and said to me: ‘Well done, honey, you’re a quick learner.’
Whilst the two women got dressed, I used the towel from my sports kit to rub myself down, and then put on my school skirt and shirt. However, I left my underwear in the bag: my tits and cunt were too sensitive to wear anything next to them, and I relished the feel of open air around my pussy – and the sensual knowledge that I was naked under the skirt. Before I closed my bag, Miss Campbell removed the store tags from the sexy black panties and handed them to me. ‘With the management’s compliments’, she said with a smile, ‘I think you’ve earned them.’ I stammered my thanks, and turned to leave – but at the doorway I stopped and looked back at them. Hesitantly I said: ‘I’ll be coming to the store again next Tuesday – I’m such a naughty girl that perhaps you should search me again.’ They smiled slowly, and nodded once.
This happened in 1986. The store isn’t there any more, and now I live in another town. But however many women I have opened my legs for since then, I will never forget my first time – every second of it is fresh in my memory.

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A New Beginning – Part 1

Warning: This story contains racism, including racial slurs. It’s all for narrative purposes, and never used in an objective manner (in other words, it’s always the opinion of characters). But it can be a turnoff for some people, so turn back if you’re not into that.
This will be a multiple chapter story, exploring Antoine’s life in his new town.

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Ebony Teen Tangie – Chapter 2

In the first chapter Tangie and I went from sharing a couple meals to sharing our bodies. But now it will go father! Farther then it may have ever gone in the first place.
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Tangie’s First Time – Chapter 2
I sat upstairs in my bedroom just lounging in my chair. I opened my email accounts checking for anything new and emptying the spam and trash in each. I was relaxed and comfortable to say the least. I had gotten my teenaged ebony friend down to just her green thong to suck my cock. She had taken care of “her man” orally with a little help from her left hand and my finger in her pussy. I had played with that pussy too! Manipulating it with my fingers and fucking it two knuckles deep! I made that little bitch cum as I pictured her sitting in my lap and then laying on my couch with her eyes closed tightly, her jaw dropped, and cream flowing from that tight brown pussy. Tangie had soaked her panties and allowed a man over twice her age to play with her in any way he chose. She had been a toy and used to pleasure a man that couldn’t get enough of her petite brown body.
I suddenly remembered the pictures and headed down stairs. Once I had it I headed back up to the laptop to download the scene. I turned it on and plugged in the download cable. 38 was the number that came up. When it asked if I wanted to download all, “FUCK YES” I said in my head smiling with a chuckle. The first with her legs together and the next with them spread. Then her titties without her hands trying to hide them like she was shy. They ended with her totally naked and me holding her right leg over my shoulder lifting her tiny ass off the cushion. I snapped three with her like that with each zooming closer… and closer!
I looked out the window to notice a car rolling slowly through the parking lot. When it stopped some unknown boy ran up to the driver side leaning in the window. I sniffed at them knowing it was probably a drug deal. Some person sneaking in to get themselves a crack rock. In less then a minute they hurried off as the boy ran back to his designated apartment and inside. “Fuckin’ crackheads” I thought to myself.
I went back to looking at the pictures of Tangie. After the first few she was smiling and in a couple giving me her kissy lips. An innocent little girl naked for her man showing me her cunt cause she was my “baby”.
Another car pulled in and whipped into a space beside the dumpster at the corner hiding themselves in the shadows. I looked for the crack dealer who would run out to give them ‘curb service’ like a Drive-Up Restaurant. They weren’t there for crack! Tangie’s mother ran out her front door and hurriedly jumped in the passenger side. There was limited light from the street lights and the fact that most of the ones in the apartment complex had either been broken to limit it or just didn’t work. From my window I could still make out the figures inside the car though. I saw her lean over. Her head was definitely in his lap and the sight of her head bobbing up and down a clear indication that a quickie car blow-job was going on. I looked at the clock, 10:53 and then back to the car. Her dirty white wife-beater gave away everything that was going on. She sat up and opened the door and leaned toward the pavement. She must have been spitting out his nasty load of cum from her bare back blow-job. 10:58 and the door was opening up and she was off running back inside her place. But five minutes later the crack boy was knocking on her door while looking around hoping no one was looking. “Hey dumb ass! I’m watching you make your deal you stupid mother fucker!” was what I said in my head wishing I could just say BOOO! and make him jump out of his skin.
I started to think of Tangie sitting in her room or the same room watching her mother smoke her new rock. “Fuckin’ Whore!” I thought as I felt that “my baby” might be ruined from what she was doing. But then how could she be more ruined then from a man sticking a cock in her mouth that barely fit after fingering and feeling her up before she was old enough to know what she was doing. Would her mother call the police or have her home boys seek me out wanting to kill me from molesting her. I did feed her and two nights in a row too. That was more then that bitch probably did. “Fuck her!” I thought “That fuckin’ whore says anything an I’ll set her crack ass up!”
I put the pics in a folder “Tangie” and went to the bed. Stretching out on it I opened a book, a true crime story, and picked up from where I had left off. I was… content. I didn’t work because I had made my fortune. Not a big one like millions hidden away from the I.R.S. but enough to last me years. There were plenty of zeros and more then one account! I chose this place because it was cheap and different from everywhere else I had lived.
I had given up the rat race. The suits and ties and the high-rise offices with secretaries dressed like whores hoping that showing their tits or sucking the bosses cock would get them somewhere. I had my fill of standing in my office looking at the top of some bitches head while her mouth proved that “anything” meant… anything!
I had fucked teenage interns that hoped they could gain a permanent spot on the payroll by allowing me to punish their tight little twats. I had even fucked my secretaries seventeen year old daughter just for the hell of it.
I bent the skinny little bitch over my desk and jerked her panties over so far that after she had spent about five minutes kneeling sucking my cock, they ripped deeming them unusable in the future. With her dress laid up on her back I plunged into her without even wondering if she was wet enough or ready for it. A firm grip of her hip I pounded her into submission until her mound was cherry red. Within the first few strokes her body shuddered and her leg lost control. She creamed and lost it all over my cock but I didn’t let up. I gave her no mercy as I pounded and forced her to take every bit of it. Eight inches of thick cock was making her grunt and whimper with every thrust. I knew she must have been a slut. She didn’t bleed and I could bury it to the balls. My sack slapped her clit every time my hips slammed into her. I only lasted about ten minutes before I buried myself into her as deep as I could and flooded her teenage womb! “Fuckin’ cunt” I thought as she adjusted her panties so they’d fit the best they could. She smiled and gave me a hug “Mom was right… you got a huge fucking cock!” I watched her walk out the door and knew that was it for me.
I had her mom, my secretary come in the next day to help me write a letter. She sat in the chair opposite me with her to short skirt showing me her panties ready to type on her laptop. I started with Mr President and ended with Regretfully. She gave me a stunned look but sent it anyway. I took the laptop from her and stepped to the door. She stood and started to it but as I locked it she stopped. I turned and stepped up close to her and put my arms around her waist to begin feeling her ass. She kissed me hard and went straight for my cock with her hand. “Suck it baby” I whispered and she immediately went to her knees. Within a minute I was in the sluts mouth staring at her head. I had hold of her hair fucking her mouth “suck it baby… swallow that fucking cock you slut!” I pumped and gagged her, grinning the whole time.
I snatched her up by the shoulders and spun her around forcing her to bend over the arm of the couch just in the door. Her satin panties had no chance as I grabbed them and jerked. I stretched them to the point of ripping and let them fall down her right leg. With my hand on my cock I wiped the head up between her well used cunt lips and shoved my way in. Taking her by the hips I crammed myself into her in one hard thrust and began banging her as hard as possible without giving her a chance to get wet or use to me. She was grunting and whimpering “Damn baby give me a chance to get wet. Slow down honey… slow down!”
But I didn’t! I pounded her hard and within a few minutes pulled out and spun her around. One hand on my cock and a hand full of hair I spanked her face with my pent up cum. I plastered her like a whore paid to do a facial in some cheap online porn movie. I used the head to smear it all over her cheeks and chin ruining her make-up and lipstick. ” I should have cum in your daughters face like that too! YOU FUCKIN’ BITCH! Tomorrow expect to be at a different desk. Don’t worry… I’ll make sure it’s an easier one where you’ll make more money… if fucking that little slut of yours was what you were looking for. You can have the rest of the day off too.” I opened the door and stood there waiting with it open for her to stand and walk out. Her face was covered in cum and her hair a mess. I tossed her panties to her when she was just out the door then slammed it shut. “FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! God damn whores.” I was pissed that I let myself get used or that I put myself in a position that I could get blackmailed.
But now I was out. Only thing was now I was on the edge of fucking up again. Tangie was 15 and had sucked my dick and posed naked for pictures and had cum all over my fingers and tomorrow she was surely coming back again for, at the least, something to eat. I was wanting something to eat too. HER! That sweet ebony pussy was deep in my thoughts and not going away. I was going to end up fucking her eventually if not tomorrow and when I did that tender little thing was going to bleed and bleed big time. Virgin or no just seeing how small her pussy was I knew it wasn’t going to be easy getting in her much less making her take the full length. Hell just getting the head in was going to rip the little shit! “Damn baby you gonna fuckin’ be sore!” I thought. I marked the page and dropped the book on the floor and went to sleep ready to end the day and begin another.
The next day I woke with a raging hard-on. Thoughts of Tangie ruining my sleep, waking me, making me want to go to the crackheads apartment dragging her away to my bed. I laid there naked stroking slow and methodically but not wanting to cum. I pictured her laying naked and the looks she had when I made her cum. I heard her voice call me baby and the sounds she made when my cock filled her mouth. Fuck I wanted that little bitch with me right then so I could spread her legs and fuck her tiny pelvis making her understand what saying “my man” really meant.
I showered, dressed, and then left in my car. I didn’t look to see if she was around or saw me leave. I needed to get out and do something constructive before that “time” would come when I could deal with her again. I went to the mall and got a coffee. Walking around I glanced in stores, window shopping and browsing. I walked in the Gap for no reason. I never buy things in there and didn’t know why I was looking but then started looking in the Junior Women’s section. I looked at tops thinking how she’d look in them or if she’d like them. I looked at the shorts remembering her wearing the same ones two nights in a row.
“May I help you with something?” a young sales girl ask walking up to me slowly with her hands clasped behind her and smiling the cutest smile.
” No… mum… yea… yea… uh My niece has a birthday coming up and well… she’s bout this tall.. tiny… umm… have no idea bout sizes or anything.”
“Okay… well… how old is she? Do you know what colors she likes?”
I thought quickly….. fuck.. age? Shit! ” She’ll be twelve and… bright? I huh have no fuckin’ idea…. sorry… no idea!”
The girl giggled and said ” That’s ok… well… how about something like this or this?” She held up a couple pair of shorts. “These tops are really cute too. They’re good on days it’s fucking hot…. I mean… really hot!” She giggled and showed me more. Before long she had me holding three pairs of shorts and four tops. Two with string straps and the other two a more conservative front. “If they’re to big or small you can exchange them anytime with the receipt. I work days Tuesday, Friday and Saturday.” She added. She blushed a little and turned with her back nice and taught showing off her ass to me as she folded up the discarded tops and shorts then headed to the register to check me out.
My cock was getting hard from the teasing from the young girl. Short dark hair and probably still in her teens. A nice small tight round ass with tights drawn up into the crack between those sweet cheeks. I should have taken her into the back room and split her open making her moan out “FUCK ME… FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG COCK!! OH MY FUCKING GOD FUCK ME!!” but I didn’t, I just smiled when she handed me the bag and said “Thanks… you were a big help sweetie”
I had a tuff piece of pepperoni pizza in the food court and a soft serve ice cream cone. One more cup of coffee from Starbucks and thirty minutes later I was headed back home, back to Crackville and my little slice of pie.
I laid the clothes out on the bed picking each one up and wondering if she’d like it. Also how she’d look in it. I thought a couple times they may be to small but then if they were how they’d hug her perfectly round little butt. Fuck my dick was getting stiff again and I took it out and started stroking to the thought of her laying there wearing them before getting naked to fuck “her man”. Shaking my head I had to focus. No need to jack off when i had her to give me a mouth to cum in. I could even lay her down and shoot a load all over that tender smooth chocolate skin if I wanted. I knew by the way she stripped her panties off that if I told her to lay naked cause her man wanted to jack off on her body that she would just smile and let me. She’d get wet from the feeling of warm cum splattering her belly and titties. She’d stick her tongue out with me holding her head up by her hair to cum in her face hoping to get some to taste and swallow.
I took the things and placed them back in the bag keeping the receipt to put away incase of exchange. A good excuse to see the little nymph at the Gap that wanted my cock! I set them in the chair in the corner where I sat the night before watching her whore mother running to the car for her “date”. When the time came I could send her up and have her check them out, trying them on while looking at the way they hugged her ass and titties in the full length mirror.
It was 5pm and the chicken had just gone in the oven. A nice creamy sauce with rice in a pan with the chicken on top ready to bake away and feed us giving us the energy we’d need for the relentless sex that we would be having later on. I stepped out back and sat on the crate picking the small bit of joint left out of the ashtray and lit it. Before I could get my third hit, which was only two before it would be done “Baby you gonna have to stop smoking’ that shit!” she informed me as if she was my bride and telling me what I could and couldn’t do.
“Hey baby… come ear and gimmie a kiss!” reaching out she stepped between my arms, bent down and gave me a big hug and a peck on the lips. “Fuck baby I wanna kiss!” I said as I tickled her sides.
“What fo dinner baby?” looking around from the grill not going. “It inside already an shit?” she asked with her back to me walking right in like it was her place.
I took one more long hit and dropped the roach into the ashtray just before burning my finger tips and went in to see what she was doing.
” Fuck baby! You cookin’ fo me? Fuuuuucckkk… you wantin’ sum tonite! Shit…” and grinning with her hands on her hips, swaying her ass looking in the oven window ” and you gonna fuckin’ get it too… Shit that smells good. What the fuck is it?”
“It’s a creamy sauce with rice and baked chicken. You like chicken soup? Rice? If so you gonna love it I promise?”
“Fuck yes… makin me wanna get fuckin necked fo my man doin dis fo me!”
“Tangie… baby… watch your mouth sweetie… no reason a sweet girl like you needs to be using that word so much okay.”
” Sorry baby….. just fuck . I mean.. sorry… ummmm… it does smell good doe!”
She stepped to me and raised her arms to hug me. Her head went back letting me know she wanted to kiss and we stood there for a few minutes exchanging fluids and swapping tongues. “You gonna get up under ma shorts?” she asked then continued kissing. I grabbed her ass and worked it slowly with my hands. “I will eventually. No hurry huh baby.” I loved her ass in those shorts but again they were the same. “I got something for you today. I hope you don’t mind and will like it but… if you don’t I’ll take it back okay. It’s in a bag upstairs in my bedroom… in a bag on the chair in the corner.” Tangie smiled big and pointed upstairs…. then turned without saying a word. “Front room a yelled as I heard her going up the stairs.
I was dishing the rice onto plates with a piece of chick on top of it when Tangie walked in. She picked the pink shorts and a white top. One of the tops that had string straps, spaghetti straps as she would tell me later on.
She turned and posed like she was modelling them just for me then with a skip jumped up on me hugging me tight and kissing me. Her feet off the ground I had my arms around her holding her up by her ass. “I’m a fuck you tonight… sorry.. I’m going to … have sex with you tonight!” Then grinned.
“You like them? They fit okay? I wasn’t sure about the size and had to guess and You My Baby…. (whispering in her ear) you can say fuck during sex if you wanna.”
She dropped down smacking me on the shoulder. Then taking my hand she led me to my chair. I stopped and held hers out and as she sat slid it in for her showing her how a man should treat a woman. “Thank You… fuck dat… Yum that looks really good..” smiling at me trying her best not to say fuck. It was hard for her too. Fuck was a word she used a lot every day. It was fuck this and fuck that. Fuckin shit and mutha fucker. it was fuck you or fuck them or fuck me but however it was used it was always… FUCK!
As we ate I tried to let her know she could take her time. There was plenty for four not to mention just two of us there and not being able to eat anywhere near it all. She tried to be more “lady like” as she sat up straight in her new shorts and top. She used her napkin to wipe her mouth off and when she burped once giggled and said excuse me.
We laughed and had the best meal so far since the burgers that were “the fuckin’ best!”
I stood behind Tangie with my hands on her hips as she washed the plates and glasses. My cock was thick and swelling for her and she knew it as she swayed and ground her ass into me. “Baby? Can you take that cock in the living room and go let me do my kitchen work?” Her head turned looking up at me then raising her arm to look at me behind her shooing me away, “Men… pussy on da brain all da time… you funny! Now git!” she ordered. Her kitchen work. Like it was her kitchen. Her man! Her kitchen! Her cock and MY fucking pussy!
So I did! I sat and watched TV waiting for my baby to wash up after dinner. “Hey baby? can you bring me a glass of Coke when you come in?” Looking round the corner through the door “That how you ask baby?”
“Sorry sweetie…… please?”
Walking away out of sight “Yep… keep ya pants on baby…. momma got shit to do!”
I had to laugh out loud to her momma comment. Little bitch was gonna be momma tonight laying there crying as I tore her pussy up leaving her bloody and sore for a week. I’d have her rethinking that momma shit and how she figured she was my woman. Hell after one time with me I might not get it ever again from her being to scared to come around thinking she’d never walk again if she let me back up in it.
“Come here little momma!” I said with a very happy smile, arms reaching out for her as she walked in carrying two glasses of Coke. After setting them down on the coffee table she turned and knelt on the couch throwing her leg over me to sit in my lap with her arms going round my neck and her mouth searching for mine. My hands went right for her ass and she arched her back giving it to me. I was pulling it up searching for that smooth silky fanny skin of hers when “Don’t you fuckin’ stretch ma new shorts outta shape!” Giving me a stern look. “Watch your mouth baby” I went back to her. “Shut the fuck up and feel ma ass… mommas fucking horny and needs her man. But I mean it…. don’t you mess up ma good shorts!”
“I won’t baby….. mmmm… my little mommas ass is warm and I bet my babies pussies wet too!”
“Show is… sure is baby… and I know you want it. I know you wanted it last night too. Surprised you didn’t take it from me. Fuck baby.. thought dat why you told me to take ma panties down.” We continued to kiss as she ground her twat into my cock. I was hard as fuck and that little tart knew it too. Her knees came up off the cushion helping her get her mound firmly against my thick shaft and she worked it like a little girl humping her pillow.
” Tangie… ?” I started to ask but then stood lifting her with a death grip on her ass. She hugged me tighter helping me carry her as I headed up the stairs. One by one up we went. Her kissing my neck until we reached the top. Once there and inside the bedroom just before setting her on the bed… “I ain’t neva…. ” Looking at me with a little worry in her eyes “You a big man baby… I be a good momma to ma man okay just… ” I kissed her stopping her from taking.
“It might hurt a little baby when daddy goes in but I be easy and good to you. Daddy wont hurt ya no more then possible but…. your man got a big cock for a girl your age and size so…. ”
Her head leaped beside mine as her arms squeezed my neck tighter then ever before. Tangie knew she was on the verge of feeling my cock up in her and knew it was going to hurt. I wondered if I should maybe just finger her and eat her pussy while she resumed her training on sucking my cock. But damn I was so hard with her there in the bed.
She began to kiss my neck and was trying to give me a hickey. I pulled her away and laid her flat on her back. Her ass still in my lap I massaged her thighs thinking of how warm and tender they were. How soft her skin was wondering how hard they would shake and shudder with the force of my cock penetrating her.
My hands slid slowly up under her top caressing her braless titties. Those full round small titties with nipples so hard. As hard as my cock. They could have put and eye out from how hard they were and were stretching the thin cloth of her top just begging to be touched. Kiss us, feel us, pinch us, suck us! They were begging and needed attention. Her hips began to move gyrating like she was mounted on a cock and needed to cum. The crotch of them stretched tight over her mound. Her pussy was wet and Tangie was ready. She laid there silent, her eyes fixed on me licking her lips. I slid back and let her watch me slowly strip. I scooped up her legs and she giggled as I laid her ass back in my lap as I knelt before her on the bed. Her back off of it all the way up to her shoulders.
I pressed the base of my cock against her mound. She could feel the fullness of my balls and closed her eyes and moaned. She opened them when with my thumb I pushed my cock down to show her how far it was going to go up inside her. The head reaching up past her belly button. WAY PAST!!
“Oh fuck! You a big man baby!”
I just smiled at her and slid my hands up under her feeling her as and then taking the waistband in my hand from the back, slowly tugged her shorts lower and lower. As they rounded her firm young cheeks meeting her thighs her legs straightened up. She raised them holding them together with just enough room the let them slide down her legs. I took them slowly… teasing her with how long it took. When they were off… she spread. No panties were under them. “mmmmm no panties on my baby!!!” Smiling while staring at her pint little vigin cunt.
I leaned down and kissed her, my cock pressing against her bare pussy, and she began to work her hips on it grinding and humping. My hands went up under the small of her back slowly working her top to just under her shoulder blades. I rocked back lifting her up into my lap and she raised her arms. I tossed the top to the floor like a used rubber not needing it ever again. Discarded and forgotten. We were naked finally in the bed. Me kneeling with my ass on my feet and Tangie’s legs spread around me and her bare pussy doing all it could to rub itself against the length of my thick rigid cock.
Tangie looked down between us as she sat there with me hard. “Fuck baby dat damn thing gonna go up in my throat!” Then kissed me hard. She kissed me like it was going to be our last kiss… or the first one before a new life.
“Suck daddies dick some baby before you give it to me… I wanna eat my little mommas pussy first too.”
” I laid her back and she came right back up on her knees leaning over and taking me into her hands. Her little mouth went right down over it stretching her lips around it. Her tongue tried to lick the head circling around it and lapping at it. I took her up in my hands making her stop. “What..” Then slid down on my back. “Get it baby!” I told her as I grabbed her sides. She laid on her hip just as my ribs. Her legs together pulled up under her. “Get up here baby” I said while trying to lift her hips and hooking her legs had her straddling me in seconds. We were in 69 and a perfect position for her to try and take more of my cock in her mouth. I hoped she would learn soon how to get at least half of it in there so I could give her a good gagging. She stroked with one hand and played with her mans balls with the other. I hugged her waist and pulled her down onto me and her body jerked with a thrill when my tongue reached her lips. I licked her mound up and down on both sides before treating myself to each swelling lip. I aimed lower and with one long lick starting at her clit had her raise up off my cock and “FUUUCCKKKK….. OH GOT DAMN…. ”
She got light headed and almost fainted. The grip of her hands stopped for a minute while she regained her composure. Tangie was moaning as I licked all over and then eagerly gobbled up my cock as I began to concentrate on her clit. She was using my cock to muffle her screams! Screams of ecstasy that were shuddering through her young teenaged ebony body. Her legs were quivering and shaking… she was loosing control. I could taste her beginning to drip and it started actually running out of her, dripping from her clit, from straddling me.
I buried my face firmly in her little twat and began to eat her aggressively! One arm around her and pushing on the back of her ass I held her in place as I reached for her head to push on that. I wanted her to know she needed to take more. I wanted to blow in her mouth and show her how much her man could really cum. I wanted her to decide…. if she wanted to go trough with what was about to happen between her legs.
Tangie soaked my face and her legs gave out. Her knees jutting outward and her thighs shaking uncontrollably. “oh got damn daddy…. mommas fuckin’ cumin… got damn you mutha-fucker! ” Num num num is all I did. I lapped deep and hard at that swollen little pussy. I wanted her wet to make it as easy as possible when it came time to open her up. I also wanted that chocolate pussy creaming on me. My tasty little ethnic felt so good and tasted like heaven laying there with her womanly parts attached to a little girls hips and ass for me to enjoy. I needed her wet and she was. As wet and slick as she could ever be. A full jar of K-Y or Vaseline couldn’t have gotten her any slicker.
Tangie leaped forward even under my grasp, “CUMMINNNNGG.. OH FUCK BABY I CUMMED!” breathing deeply, her chest heaving and her back humped trying to catch her breath! Her pussy dripping onto my chest. I could feel her juices dripping from my chin onto my neck as I let her settle down with my hands stroking the back of her thighs.
Those thighs. Tender young thighs. Thighs that had just discovered what cumming really was like. Her man had just eaten her out big time sending her over the edge of ecstasy and beyond. Before now she had been trying to be sexy for me acting like she was a woman. My little momma. She had kissed me like she knew what it was all about and how it would end. She had been fingered and had her hips shudder from the pleasure of an orgasm happening between her legs. She may have been fingered before by some random boy reaching into her little girl panties playing with her in an unexperienced way making her giggle and drip a little thinking she had cum. She may have even stroked a cock and seen cum shoot shaking and giggling at her accomplishment. But now she knew truly what cumming was. There was no dought that if someone ever told her they were gonna make her cum they better because now she knew what cumming was!
I raised up on my elbows and started sliding out from under her. She was still there bent over on her knees and hands, arms straight breathing heavily. I was sitting with my legs straight out between her legs and under her when I took her by the hips guiding her to sit beside me. She gingerly unmounted me going to her knees and sitting up. My arms reaching around her I laid her back and then stretched out beside her.
“I didn’t make you cum baby… shit I’m sorry.. but fuck… you just… got damn baby… that was like…”
“shuussssh… kiss me” I said as I planted a warm slow loving kiss on her. My hand reaching down between her legs she instantly opened but when my fingers touched her clit she jerked… “Oh fuck!”
I rolled over on top and between her legs. “Got damn baby you really gonna shove that fucking cock in me?”
” Oh yea baby… we gonna fuck now!”
” Oh fuck. I don’t. I mean… fuck baby… don’t… hurt me but.. I mean I wanna but .. please don’t…” I had the head between those dripping little 15 year old lips. Her hips were moving saying fuck me but her brain was telling her to back out. I pushed and popped the head in. Her back arched up on the bed high. Her ass, and high on her shoulders, the only think touching the mattress.
“it to big baby it to big fuck don’t please!”
I pushed harder and felt myself slide in a couple more inches. Her legs tried to close and I put my face on her neck kissing her and whispering “be a good momma baby.. spread your legs”. They opened back up and I pushed but was restricted by her hymen. I was there and knew it. On the verge of busting her wide open and on my way to banging her little cunt so hard she’d cry the whole time making her go home sore and swollen form the punishment my cock was going to lay on her pussy.
“Oh god damn baby please…. slow please don’t… IT HURTS…. FUCKKKKK!”
I pulled back and reaching up under her back and grabbing her shoulders RAMMED into her busting through her hymen shattering her virginity and causing a jolt of pain to shoot though her hips into her lungs coming out as a huge gasp of air being sucked into her young lungs and then spilling out as “OH GOD DAMN YOU MUTHA-FUCKER… DADDY PLEASE…. OH GODDDDDD NOOO IT HUURRRRRTTSS. FUCK BABY…. IT HURRTTTTTSSSS!
I looked down between her legs. Just a little over half my cock was in her. maybe five inches and this little slut was full! She was begging to be let free but the deed was done. Her cherry popped and soon would be dripping all over my sheets and seeping through them permanently staining my mattress.
I whispered in her ear.. “Relax baby… relax….. I won’t move… That’s my little momma…” I pulled out an inch or two giving her less to deal with. Her arms were wrapping around my neck and getting tight.
“Fuck baby that hurt! Why didn’t you stop? why? Yo dick to big fo me yo knows that fuck why?”
” shusshh Tangie… it’s okay baby.. I told you it would hurt a little but it’s”
“A LITTLE????? GOT DAMN YOU IT HURT A FUCKIN LOT! GOT DAMN IT STILL HURTIN BABY! IT STILL HURTIN!”
” I KNOW BABY.. RELAX… I aint’ gonna put it no deeper or move till my baby ready for it okay. Kiss me so I know you still love me.”
“Within a few minutes after kissing her hard and passionately I felt her legs begin to relax. She was so tense she had made her pussy almost impossibly tight. Her breathing easing so I poked what I had pulled out back up in her.
“OH GOT DAMN… FUCK.. STILL HURTS!”
“Relax sweetie daddy gonna take his time so momma can get use to it.”
“You betta!! Momma got a big cock man and right now baby it’s just to fuckin’ big!”
After a couple more minutes I started to pull out to just the head in. When the edges of the swollen head past the torn spot of her hymen she’d grit her teeth and wince. I tried to make sure I didn’t get to the depth I had been. Half my cock was enough for her and I knew it may be the next time… if there would be a next time… before I could get more up in her. I also knew it might be a few times before I would ever get to feel my balls slapping her tender little brown ass… if ever!
“Better baby?” I asked after I had been in her stroking slow and steady. My balls were needing release and all I really wanted to do was rare back and just go to pounding her cunt ramming as much as I could force up in her so that I could blow a big load all over her torn up cunt and womb!
“Yes!… slow slow.. that’s enough that’s enough!! FUCK…. Baby?”
” What baby?” whispering in her ear….
“It wet under ma ass!” She giggled…. embarrassed or maybe worried.
“Man got you fuckin’ wet huh baby… did ya cum on your mans cock?”
I kissed her mouth before she could answer giving her a chance to want to say oh yes I came all over that big fuckin’ hard fat cock. Slam it in my young teen pussy and this time hurt me.. hurt me bad I wanna know my man was fucking me in the morning!!
“I dunno… Oh god… my girls gonna be jealous as fuck cause my mans dick bigger then theirs!”
I looked down as I was pulling out to check the wet spot. She hadn’t cum on me! A bloody spot was what she was laying in. It was like a print of her ass. Wet and red… half my cock was covered marking the depth of the tunnel I had probed showing how much further the drilling needed to be before the job was done and the well complete.
“Oh fuck I’m bleeding!” her eyes jumping up to mind with fear in them!
“You’re okay baby… that just your cherry.. that’s normal okay. maybe a little more then normal but it okay… just maybe little more cause….. you small and… it’s to big.”
“What the fuck we gonna do? Got damn I can’t let my momma see she gonna.. oh fuck.. we in troubbbblllllleeeeee!! Shit she gonna fucking find out wit me bleeding like dis!!”
“Shush baby… it’ll stop okay… you’re not bleeding… it’s just where you so tight couldn’t come out till I pulled out.”
“you sure… I’ma beat you ass baby you lie to me. Shit… got damn I TOLD YOU IT TO FUCKIN’ BIG BABY WHY YOU NOT LISTEN TO ME. SHIT. MOMMA KNOW HER MAN TO FUCKIN’ BIG TO JUST GO FUCKIN’ SHOVIN’ THAT FUCKIN’ COCK UP IN ME LIKE THAT!”
“next time you betta be easy wit me you understand. Fuck baby.. can’t be hurting’ mommas pussy like dat no more. promise?”
“Okay. I promise!”
You betta… Don’t make me take it away from ya hear?”
“Yes mamma!” I kissed her and sat her up. She tried to avoid the spot shaking her head at me like I could have avoided making her put it there. I took her into the bathroom and stepped into the shower after the water had warmed and started to wash her off. “Make sure I’m clean baby. My momma see that blood we fucked!”
Tangie washed my cock too… telling me bout how it looked nasty while her hands slowly lathered it up. She was washing my balls and looking up at me grinning and kissing my chest. Then she leaned over and put the head in her mouth. “Muh man needs to cum” then back on it. Her mouth went farther down her lips reaching parts of my shaft she hadn’t been yet. She was standing at my side and the arch of my cock gave her the perfect direction to get deeper into her mouth then before. That or she was trying harder so she’d make me cum and keep me from pushing back up into that sore little pussy between her legs.
I figured the fucking was over as I squirted a long stream of body wash onto her back and ass then began lathering her up. Her mouth still working on my cock trying to make my balls explode a load into her mouth so she didn’t have to satisfy her man with her unwilling pussy.
I was reaching between her legs whispering how clean she was gonna be. I slipped my finger up to the first knuckle into her ass. She instantly swatted at my hand, as in don’t you dare finger my ass! But she felt okay when I’d touch her pussy. I stood her up and in front of me taking her arms and showing her to hold the rod to support herself.
“The soap will make it slicker and easier!”
“oh no don’t yo…..”
shusssssh baby….. you gotta trust your man or we never gonna get my little momma use to her cock.”
Tangie gripped the rod tight and hung her head as I bent my knees getting up under her with my cock. I worked the head around finding those lips and had it between them. She adjusted her stance when she felt me find her and tip-toed just before the head poked in. She let out a little gasp but then it slid back in. First couple inches we were good. Then couple more. I was half way in back to where I had left off and she hadn’t said stop yet. I pulled back and pumped back in. Over and over slow and sure. The head was swelling and the friction from her tight walls making me wanna bust a nut. I was going at a slow constant pace in and out as she started moaning and I took that as a good sign so pressed harder for more depth! I was 6 out of 8 in her and as I’d go in she’d grunt until “fuck baby.. to deep to deep!”
I kept pumping her cunt and didn’t let up. Leaning over and kissing her neck whispering I told her I was close to cumming. Just as I felt my balls begin to let go I pulled out and ground it against her ass. Right in the crack I used her cheeks like to round titties fucking them until I shot off!
“OH FUCK BABY…. CUM BABY….. FUCK YES DATS MUH MANNNN!! GOT DAMN SHOOT IT BABY!!!”
I did too…. a huge load from all the playing and teasing that had gone on during the eveningt causing it to build for hours and hours! That creamy brown skin of her back was covered with gobs and streams of cum as it spurted with extreme force from my shaft! It was running and dripping back down her back and into the crack of her beautiful little round ass. I spun her around and kissed her hard then “fuckin’ busted my nuts with that pussy didn’t ya baby…. damn my little mommas gotta sweet pussy between them legs!”
” You know it baby and don’t you foget it either.. You know momma make her mans cock feel right!”

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Cindy the black cock slut pt 3

Cindy is a very popular girl…being far from home, out in the big world where she can do what she wants and be her own person without family and friends who are prejudiced or outright racist to deal with.  She has become addicted to strong black men with large cocks and giant appetites for sex, having a nice white husband on the side.  It should be the other way around, NO? This is one episode I recall less than a year after we got married:
 
We had been at Ft. Riley only a short time, less than 4 months, and found out that if you are not a hunter, or a farmer there really isn’t too much for you to do there.  Cindy, my wife and I we both from large or midsized towns and pretty much hated the place.  We both were looking for exciting things to do, Cindy it turns out found exciting guys to do, as it turned out.  
 
It was a hot summer day in Kansas, the kind where the corn or wheat fields seem to suck up all the aid and kill any kind of cooling wind.  I suffer from migraines every once in a while and today was one of those days.  It was so bad that on this day the Doctor advised me to go home, take the strong medication he had given to me and lay down in the dark.  We had only one car, so my buddy dropped me off at home to rest.  It was about 0900, and I shut myself in our bedroom with the curtains drawn and lights out and air conditioning running.
 
I had been asleep for what I figured to be an hour or so when I heard the door open to our apartment and people talking and laughing.  I heard Cindy’s voice, but the others were male voices who I did not recognize.  From what I could make out there were at least 2 others, with deep voices and with southern accents and most definitely black men.   I had not told Cindy I was going home, since this was before cell phones, and I did not want to bother her at work so she obviously thought I was working.  After a few minutes, the voices stopped and it got very quiet in the apartment.  I quietly got out of bed and crept to the door and cracked it open just a bit to see what was going on.  
 
From my vantage point I could see my wife, Cindy’s head being held by a large black hand.  She was obviously on her knees and giving some guy a blow job and he was helping her by pulling her head towards his cock, which I could not see.  Behind her emerged another black man, very tall and muscular who was completely naked.  He stepped forward behind Cindy and he held his enormous cock in his hand, poking her in the back of her head, as if needing her attention.  She turned her head from the first cock, and grabbed the second and started sucking his, still stroking the first one.  Soon the first guy takes off his shirt and pants and she is alternating between the two large cocks, sucking  and stoking each one furiously.
 
After a few minutes, one of them says “let’s get those clothes off you, bitch”, and she stands up as they each help her off with first her top and bra, and then her pants.   Soon she is standing between these two big black gentlemen (or bastards, as I am thinking) as they explore her ass, cunt and tits with their hands.  She is kissing the one guy now, who I can only see from behind, while the other guy is literally lifting her up by her hips, aiming his rigid cock at her love hole.  I see her reaching between her legs to grab his black missile, guiding it to her waiting pussy.  Bending over slightly to give him a better angle while hanging onto the first guys shoulders, she starts to moan as he inserts himself inside of her pussy.    Please go easy, she says, as he begins his assault upon her pussy, and she holds the other man by his hips, once again pleasing him by taking his stiff rod in her mouth.     After a few minutes of working his cock into my baby’s pussy, he starts to enjoy himself, thrusting his black cock into her deeper and deeper, churning his hips around making his cock  explore every corner of the inside of her vagina. She is moaning loudly with every thrust, holding on the other guy for dear life, still holding his dick in her mouth, moving up and down with the beating from behind.  
 
“You should get some of this tight pussy, bro” he says and he pulls out of Cindy and they begin to change places.  Before they begin again, Cindy says, “let’s get on the bed and starts heading for me in our bedroom.  I frantically jump into our closet and pull the door shut as the three of them enter our bedroom.  One of them says, “damn its dark in here” and flips on the overhead light, illuminating the room.  I am frozen in the closet afraid they will see me with the doors cracked just enough to allow me a full view of the bed and all of the activities going on.  Cindy is now on the bed on all fours, with one guy in back pointing his massive dick at her pussy about to begin his assault on her pussy, the other guy laying sideways across the bed giving Cindy his cock for her to work on.  The guy in back starts fucking her harder and faster for what seemed to be 10 or 15 minutes, stopping every so often before getting too close to coming, then starting again.  Finally, he cannot contain himself any longer and shouts “I’M CUMMIN,” and pulls his dick out with a pop and shoots his load all over her back and ass, the first few streams almost reaching her hair, the rest landing in her arched back area.  The guy then jerks his dick to milk the last bit out , smacking Cindy on the ass with his big night stick.   He then backs off the bed and heads to the bathroom to wash up, I presume.  
 
Cindy then stops sucking the other guy and positions her pussy over his cock, inserting it in slowly, lowering herself onto his pole bit by bit until the entirety of his cock disappears into her hole.  She is now riding him for all she is worth, bucking her hips making his cock rub her insides until she climaxes on top of him and she grinds her hips into his pelvis, enjoying the hard black dick still inside of her.  They switch positions, and he is now on top of her, her legs straight up in the air, him holding her ankles as he pushes his big cock in and out of her, looking down at her drawing in the scene so that he gets maximum satisfaction out of it.   “You love this black dick, don’t you, bitch?’” he asks as he slides his big black dick into her , taking his time to push as much of it in as he can, then slowly drawing it back out. “ Yes”  she says. “Please don’t stop fucking me, I will do anything for you”.   He fucks her like this for a few mor minutes, then picks her up turns her around and again fucks her from behind, both of them standing at the end of the bed, she holding on to the headboard as he pumps his dick into her faster and faster obviously going in for his own climax.  “Yes, yes fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” she screams as he continues his banging of her from behind, making loud slapping sounds with each thrust into her.  Finally he bucks his hips hard a couple of times as he deposits his nut into her exhausted pussy, his ass cheeks clenching together pushing his dick in all the way he can as he keeps his grip tight around Cindy’s hips not letting her get away from receiving his full load of cum.  They fall to the bed together, spent from the sexual workout they just finished, with his dick still inside of her.  They remain on the bed for a few minutes kissing and talking about how good it was until they eventually get up and go into the bathroom.  I hear the water run for a couple of minutes, then hear them all in the other room dressing and talking about getting back to work.  I hear the door close and lock as they leave me there, shocked and turned on at the same time.  I jerk my dick on the bed, lying in the same spot where Cindy had just fucked her two black bulls.   My migraine has now disappeared, too.    
 
 
 

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The Basketball Game Pt 2

The Basketball Game Pt2
Ginger sat at the kitchen table Saturday morning staring out the window; she kept revisiting the sex party Friday night with the two black basketball players from south high. He son Bill entered the kitchen, “Hi mom what’s for breakfast”? “What would you like”? “French toast, please”. “Ok I’ll get to it”.
While preparing breakfast she wanted more details about the basketball teams. “Bill when you team goes to an away games do you stay over night”? “Yes but as the season progresses they don’t bother staying or even showing up if your team is not in the top 5 its just not worth it”. “I see”.
She placed the food on the table got her self and Bill coffee and sat down. “Any plans for today”? “I’m going over Becky’s to help clean up and then I’ll see Ralph, I’m not sure after that but I’ll be home by six for dinner”. He finished the last of his food gulped his coffee down, kissed her on the cheek and headed for the door.
She went upstairs and got all the cum stained clothes from Friday and started a load of wash. She was cleaning when the phone buzzed, she looked down at the screen, and it was Ernie. We had a great time last night hoped you did too. She replied back, I had a wonderful time can’t wait for the next time. It took a couple of minutes before the phone buzzed. When you can talk call me.
She went into the kitchen poured another cup of coffee and called Ernie. It rang four times before he answered.
“Hi you sexy redhead”, how does your pussy feel”? She was a little shocked by the conversation at first but responded. “Well sir my pussy feels wonderful, a little sore, definitely stretched, still oozing cum, but still wonderful”. “Yeah that’s what we have to work on, getting that pussy stretched so it can accommodate my big guy”. “She did accommodate you big guy and quite well if I must say so myself”. “Yes she did but I’d like to get ride of this load of cum I’ve built up today and she would be just the right place to put it”. “Well your right about it would be the right place to put it but I’m not sure about my son, and where he is”.
There was dead air for a few seconds then he spoke, “I’ll be around all day, if you can figure a way to get free for a couple of hours call me. I can be at your house in twenty minutes” “I’d love that, as soon as I find out what Bills plans are I’ll call you back”. “Before you go, I think you should get rubbers, for the next few days I’m ovulating and I could get pregnant”. “Look red none of us like rubbers, the morning after pill is the way to go now lets be done with it”. “Ok babe, I’ll call you when I find out”.
She sat in the kitchen wondering the morning after pill, better call my doctor Monday.
The balance of the morning was uneventful, around 12 noon her phone buzzed, it was from Ernie. Call if you can talk. She thought about it for a moment, I don’t want him to think I’m at his call at a moments notice. She waited for six minutes then dialed. He answered on the second ring.
“Hi, what’s happening”. “Nothing at all I haven’t heard from Bill so I’m unable to make any plans”. “Yeah I thought so; well I’ve got an idea”. “You do”? “Yes if you can drive to the mall, go around the back by Sears I’ll be there in a dark green van”. “Park next to it and get in, I’ll give that pussy a stretching so it can get sized for my cock”. “You don’t drive”. “It’s my friend Calvin’s van so you’ll need to give him a blow job”. “I’ve already told him what a great cock sucker you are”. “Well thank you sir, but please I don’t want to get a label as only a cock sucker”. “No way it’s just I don’t share my pussy with everyone”.
Now the moment of decision should she go or wait for a better more private setting. “You don’t have to get dressed sexy just short and a tee”. “I see, what about underwear”? “Whatever you wear is fine with me ”. “Ok I’ll be there in 45 minutes”.
She had showered when she got up so just makeup fix hair and I’ll be ready. Finding a pair of snug jeans and a halter top she was ready. In the kitchen she left a note for Bill, be at the mall for a while see you at dinner.
Pulling into the mall she headed for Sears, as she got to the store she looked in the remote parking for a green van, nothing. She decided to drive around and look. Sure enough there it was sitting at the end of a line of cars to the right of the store. She pulled up next to the van. The vans door opened a bit and she saw Ernie. She got out and got into the van. Once the door closed she put her arms around his neck and there tongues were locked together. She felt a pair of hands on her ass, it had to be Calvin. Ernie’s hand went directly to her crotch; he had her clit stone hard in ten seconds. They finally separated, her nipples were pocking through her halter hard and erect.
“Let’s get this top off” said Ernie. Ginger just pulled it over her head and off came the halter, since she didn’t have a bra on her two tits were now on display. Ernie started sucking on one and Calvin was on the other. She had never had her nipples sucked by two different guys at the same time. Ernie’s hand was back in her wet crotch working her clit so all she could do was moan. This want on for at least two minutes, she felt a twitch deep within her. As she sat there nipples being sucked clit being messaged she knew she was going to explode at any moment. Trying to suppress the feeling was useless, oh my god she thought he’s going to make me come in front of stranger. His hand went inside her jeans and wham it hit her like a lightning bolt. She grabbed his hand and her pussy started flowing as she shuttered and moaned.
She gazed into Ernie’s eyes and just smiled. Looking directly at her “are you ready for a great fucking”? She just smiled and shook her head yes. Ernie removed her jeans and panties placed her in the back of the van on a blanket, she spread her legs and he pushed his giant cock in. He pushed in slowly but steadily, she moaned as it went in deeper and deeper. She knew at three quarters of the way in he would touch her cervix and push past to bottom out his cock. All she could think of was god this feels wonderful. With a final thrust he was balls as deep.
He now started a slow in and out movement. “Ernie fuck my cunt deep, baby go slow and keep it deep my pussy feels like its on fire for that big cock”. Small ripples came from deep within her pussy and she had her first orgasm. “Baby fuck me slow, I love that cock, I need that cock oh god” another orgasm. Pussy juice was leaking out as she was moaning and crying with joy. Ernie’s pace increase as her pussy mussels grabbed the giant cock and milked it. “Oh fuck baby it’s your pussy pound it”. He was now pounding her deep and hard. “Fuck me, fuck me”, he stiffened and she knew. The first blast felt like a flood had been released in her pussy, as the second blast hit the inner walls of her womb she had yet another orgasm. This time it exploded deep in her cunt and just rose like a tidal wave, all she could do was cry and moan with utter joy.
It took several minutes for them both too catch there breath, he rolled off her and as his cock plopped out cum and pussy juice flowed from her.
She realized Calvin had taken several photos of her pussy flowing out cum and pussy juice. It was way too late to do anything about it now.
Ernie smiled at her, Calvin’s cock needs attention. Looking over she realized this cock was as big as Ernie’s, maybe bigger. “Calvin you are in need of some relief as I see it she said giggling”. “Well a blow job would be nice, but that red patched pussy would be even nicer and I don’t mind sloppy seconds”.
She looked at Ernie who shook his head yes. My god she thought I’m turning into a black cock slut and I don’t care.
Holding her arms out and spreading her legs she cooed “come here babe”. “Calvin wasted no time and placed the head of his cock at her sloppy swollen cunt lips. With a gentle push she felt him slid in, he too pushed slow but steadily deep. His cock passed her cervix and that warm wonderful feeling started to well up from deep in her pussy. He kept pushing and she now realized his cock was longer then Ernie’s. God can I take all of this cock was what she thought, a final thrust and he was in all the way. He started to back out and her pussy mussels tighten to keep it in. He was half way out when he slammed it all the way back in, she could only scream with delight, no cock had ever been in that deep.
He started pounding her immediately and she realized she was about to climax again. This pounding by a giant cock felt unbelievable all she could do was moan or cry with utter pleasure. He kept this up for what seemed like ten minutes. She lost count of her orgasms but they seemed to be coming every minute or so. His pace had speeded up and he was groaning.
“Come on baby fuck that red haired cunt deep, make me scream for you’re cum, fuck me Calvinnnn I’m cuming. That was all it took to push Calvin over the edge, He pushed as deep as he could and with a grunt let go of an ocean of cum. She could feel the volume of liquid, as he pumped it into her; there came another orgasm of such intensity she almost passed out. He collapsed on her and they both lay there for several minutes.
Ernie was sitting there and helped her prop herself up a bit. He put his hand to her cunt lips, cum was flowing out. He smiled at her “you have two fresh loads of hot cum in your pussy open your mouth”. She did and for the next five minutes they feed her cum. The rubbed it on her nipples, they rubber it in her face and in her hair. She was literally covered in cum.
Calvin smiled at her “hey Ginger how about that blow job”. “With pleasure” and she was immediately sucking the large cock back to life. Ernie went behind her and rubbed his cock on her slippery swollen cunt lips. “Want another cock baby” Ginger just grunted yes and without any resistance his cock was buried deep in her cunt again. As Ernie would thrust in and she would swallow the cock as deep as she could get it in her throat. Calvin moaned with delight as half his cock was down her throat. She felt a tide rushing up from deep in her cunt and then it was there she exploded one orgasm after the next. Calvin’s hands grabbed her red hair and forced his cock deep in her throat and held her there as he started pumping sperm directly down her throat. She gagged and sperm came out her nose and down the sides of her mouth. He didn’t release he head until he started going soft.
She sat up eyes watering cum dripping from her moth and nose. All she could do was lay back in Ernie’s arms.
Ernie looked at her “so red how’s that pussy”? With a cum covered smile she replied “well your definitely getting that pussy stretched out the way you want it”. “I’m very glad cum isn’t fattening as I’ve swallowed enough to have gained five pounds if it was” and with that she laughed.
Ten minutes later she was dressed and in her car as the van pulled away. She thought I should have brought a tampon or pad to soak up the cum still leaking out of her. As she drove home she would put her hands in her jeans scoop a couple of fingers full of cum and swallow them. What a nice snack for the ride home.
She got home, Bill wasn’t there, she went to her room removed her clothes and got in the shower. Only the cum in her nose and mouth remained. She put on a short and tee and headed for the kitchen for a glass of wine.
As she sat there drinking her wine she replayed the afternoon’s event. I am a black cock slut, and I love it. He wondered when she’d get Ernie’s cock in her again. Hopefully it will not be to long.

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The Naughty Nanny: Chapter 1 & 2

Okay faithful readers, here is an extremely long story, and may not be for everyone. Latoya is a live in nanny. She never had an attraction to her employer, until the day he came home early from work. She got to see was he was hiding in his pants, and knew she wanted it. So she reveals a secret to him. Please look at themes before proceeding, if it’s not what you like then don’t read it, otherwise read on and enjoy. Constructive criticism please.