What do people want in a group?
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Posted:Jan 2, 2007 8:26 am
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I've recently created several groups in which no one seems to be interested in. This is surprising seeing as this is such a open minded and diverse group of members. So tell me what can I do to gain interest in these groups, or should I just scratch them and start again? What groups would you like to see created?
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What do you thing of MFM long term relationships?
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Posted:Dec 31, 2006 4:58 pm
Last Updated:Mar 25, 2007 4:42 am
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I just wanted to find out what others thought about a woman having two full time lovers. When I was in high school I had a boyfriend who had a twin brother. My boyfriend approached me about us sleeping with his brother and explained that both of them wanted to explore the pleasures of pleasing a woman orally. Being young I hesitated not really knowing if I was ready for such a step. That summer my parents went away to visit my aunt for a week leaving me alone in the house. I invited the brothers to stay with me while they were away which they readily agreed. For a week it was heaven on earth our living and sleeping together, waking up in the same bed, eating at the same table, taking showers together, talking until all hours of the night. I always thought that what we experienced that week would be a wonderful way to spend a lifetime. Everyone gets satisfied, no one feels overpressured, no one gets stuck with more then their share of the responsibilities.
Have you ever thought about such a relationship? If or If not why? Men, are you willing to share with another man the pleasures of your woman? Women, is two men too much? Tell me your thoughts on the subject.
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Why do the blogs post a story twice?
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Posted:Dec 28, 2006 11:08 am
Last Updated:Dec 28, 2006 12:58 pm
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On my end I entered a story once and it showed up twice. I tried to hide one, but alas its still there. Must be a glitch in the system--so forgive the dual story if you can see it. If not then its only on my end. Enjoy.
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Hey--this blog thing is pretty fun!
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Posted:Dec 28, 2006 10:49 am
Last Updated:Jun 3, 2007 4:55 pm
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I love write and take photographs which I'll share here and on my travel journal for all those who are interested. For the travel journal you have to go to blog spot dot com and look under dsrtedlt the latest article will show up but if you scroll down to the bottom where it says home all my stories, photographs, and me will show up.
Thanks for taking a look and enjoy!
Kisses
OralCandy
PS--no the people in the photos are not me---just ones that I love to look at.
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An article I posted in one of the groups I belong to--wanted to save it.
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Posted:Dec 28, 2006 10:37 am
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The Worst Date Ever or do you think I'm over reacting?
I just recently had the worst date ever. I was set up on a blind date by one of the nurses I worked with. Her husband had a friend whom she thought was perfect for me. I agreed that she could give him my number and we started talking on the phone. He told me he was a chef at a local restaurant that his family owned and that he really wanted to pamper me. He wanted to cook me crab bisque his specialty and after two weeks talking on the phone I finally agreed to invite him to my place for dinner. It was Halloween night, I had just worked a stretch of 12 nights in a row and this was my only day off. I busted my butt getting everything ready, and I hadn't slept in 36 hours, but I thought what the hell. I bought a really great zinfindel, set a formal table with my best china and stemware, dressed to impress the whole nine yards. He called me up to confirm our date that evening and asked if I would be disappointed if we ate chicken instead of bisque. I told him that was fine, after all if he's cooking then I was a happy camper. He arrived at my apartment at 4pm, just enough time to eat and wait for the doorbell to start ringing with the tricker treaters. I opened the door to find a young man in his late twenties dressed in a hells angels t-shirt that was riped and thread bare, really old dirty jeans, smelly sneakers carrying two plastic hefty bags. I thought what the hell is this? Then I planted a welcoming smile on my face. I knew right off the bat that the only thing we had in common is that we were both pleasantly plump, though I prefer fluffy myself. I felt sorry for the guy, after all he had done nothing yet to warrent my being rude to him and he did take the time to make our dinner, so I cut him some slack. I welcomed him to my home and I thought he had made our dinner ahead of time so we wouldn't mess up my spotless kitchen. I directed him to the microwave and oven and decided to go change for I was clearly overdressed. He went into the kitchen and I changed. When I came out I asked if he wanted a glass of wine and he told me he had brought his own beverage, a huge 2 litter jug of ice tea that he had obviously been chugging on during the drive to my place. He asked if I wanted some and I politely declined offering a glass, which he declined. The wine went back into the frig undetected and I poured myself a coke. I sat down at the table as he fiddle in my kitchen. I attempted to make small talk hoping there would be some redemtion about the night when he finally announced dinner was served. He came around to sit beside me and in his hand was a red box that he sat on the table between us. It took me a moment to register what I was seeing. It was a 6 piece box of chicken mc nuggets. I was shocked, I quickly smiled and thanked him for the bestowed feast. I asked if we had dipping sauce and there was none, and instead of fries he pulled out a huge bag of lays potatoe chips, which I naturally declined,have to watch that girlish figure. I politely took my two chicken mc nuggets placing them on my gold rimmed bone china plate, I am a lady after all and it wouldn't do to act like a pig before company. I began to eat them with a fork and knife, we were taught never to handle our food in my family, it wasn't polite. He reached over to pull from his bag a 99 cent potted ivy, the price tag was still on, that he gave to me as a gift setting it down on my french silk table cloth and I smiled politely and thanked him. I watched him grab his tea jug chugging refusing again the glass I offered him and I waited for him to start eating, the whole time thinking how the fuck was I going to get the dirt stains out of my brand new table cloth. Its shallow I know. I should have stuck with paper plates and dixie cups, live and learn. We continued our conversation over dinner and I discovered to my surprise that his family had once owned a local restaurant that had been closed down when the sewer pipes had ruptured filling the basement of the building and the health department closed them down. He told me that currently he was unemployed taking care of his two brothers, one suffering from a stroke, the other from a bacterial infection he had picked up from the said incident. Flashes of one eyed, one armed swam before my eyes. I tried hard not to laugh at the entire situation feeling that the incident hit a deep cord inside him. Our dinner lasted close to an hour, I'm good at carving my mc nuggets into very danty chewable pieces to make them last, when we moved into the living room. I decided to wash the evidence of our disaster while he settled his 400lb girth onto my sectional sofa and reached immediately for the tv remote. I heard the fan fare of the WWF over ride the soft classical sounds I had put on before he had arrived. Once the dishes were completed I went to the sofa to continue our conversation and he got up to retrieve his tea jug, a boy needs his fluids with all that wrestling going on. He sat down beside me cornering me against the sofa arm and put his arm around my shoulder, I could feel the sweat from his arm pit seep into my shoulder and was so grossed out I could hardly speak. I got up pretending to get some more coke and strategically searched for a location in which he could not possibly join me and spied my chair with the ottoman pressed closely against the wall. I planted my self on the ottoman and tried to salvage the conversation over the wrestling commentary until he decided he needed a pee. I directed him to the bathroom and waited noting the lack of running water which indicated he had not bothered to wash his hands after draining the proverbial lizard. So much for redeming qualities. I heard the door open and was just about to politely ask him to depart when I felt two meaty, sweaty hands, or at least I hoped it was sweat, push me forward as he attempted to squeeze his 400lb butt between me and the wall to sit in the chair behind me, I skidded across the carpet. He told me he was going to give me a back massage and parked his ass on my pristine taffeta chair. I tried to decline the not needing a mauling at that particular time, when I felt those meaty hands reach under my shirt and I reacted as if he had set my ass on fire. I jumped off the ottoman and in my best controlled lady like voice asked him to haul his carcus out of my home. He looked at me shocked not understanding why I would not be so dazzled by his generous attentions and ample bounty enough to be seduced by his charms, and dumbly asked "You want me to leave?" My response was unless throwing you over my balcony can get you out any sooner, then yes I want him to leave. I waited for him to pack up his tea jugs and his heafty bags and left my now violated home. Once he left I gave a sigh of relief and went to investigate the damage. Sweat spots on my sofa and chair that needed cleaning, and my favorite the urine left on the floor, wall and toilet seat just as a loving reminder of times that had passed, such a warm and fuzzy moment. I spent the next 4 hours cleaning my head off to remove all evidence he had left behind, then once I had cooled a little called my friend and yelled at her for over an hour telling her how my perfect date had gone. Once she picked herself up off the floor from laughing she apologized profusely stating that she didn't really know the guy that he was a friend of her husbands. I reminded her never to do me such a generous favor again. To make matters worse the guy keeps calling me for a second date since our first had gone so well, I finally had a cop friend intercede on my behalf and make some outrageious lie up that I was now living with two very alpha males with guns and the calls stopped,or so I hope. Needless to say I will never go on a blind date again.
So tell me is it me or what?
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Enjoy My Erotic Fiction from the Magazine
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Posted:Dec 28, 2006 10:30 am
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2008 10:49 pm
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My Best Friends
I had been alone by choice for over a year. My lover of three
years left me for another woman. In his views I was not pretty
enough or thin enough to be seen with him now that he had a
replacement for me. My heart was broken and I had decided
that I needed a break from men and the idiotic games they
played. I had not changed in the three years that we were
together, but he had and I was not up for the challenge of
finding a replacement. I licked my wounds and set off to
find strength in my other areas of life. I was always a sexual
creature and for the three years I felt I was restrained
from being who I was. I set off to have some rather intense
breif affairs that I soon grew bored with. It just wasn't
the same making love with a person you didn't want to
know verses someone you care for. So off I went alone to gather
up the sanity I had left and repair my self esteme. With the
help of my best friend Ann I began to rejoin the living. We
had known each other for over twenty years, she was my oldest
and dearest friend and I loved her and her family. Ann was
ten years older then I was but it didn't matter we got
along famously. I watched her when I was in high
school, that was how we met. She and her husband Rick had
three , Sean was the oldest and the twins Laura
and Lizzie. We did everything together through the years
and it was Ann who saw me through the tough times in my life,
she was my rock.
It was actually her idea that started it all. She called
me up one evening and told me that Sean had found a winter
job as a ski instructor. She wanted to invite me for christmas
in the mountains where he worked and could I work it into
my schedule. I was traveling nurse then and she knew that
I needed to either take an assignment close to where they
were going to be or take a vacation between assignments
in order to join them. She told me to call Sean and check out
the local hospitals to see if they needed anyone. She gave
me his number and I called him. As fate would have it I was
between assignments and looking fr another, I called Sean
and he informed me of a position there on the mountain where
he worked. The pay was bad, but they would give me a cabin
to stay in and all the free skiing I wanted. He seemed eager
to have me join the fun and I called the number to the rescue
station he gave me. Sure enough after a 20 min interview
I was hired for a 2 month contract with an option to extend.
I already had my license so I packed up my SUV and headed for
the hills. It was late afternoon when I arrived and Sean
was there to meet me. It was Friday night and he had the weekend
free to help me settle in my small two room rustic cabin.
It was rather charming. One large room that served as my
living area with big king sized bed, kitchen and large stone
fireplace and a smaller exam room for my patients. I went
to administration to fill out the paperwork and get the
keys to the place and followed Sean up the maze of roads to
get to my secluded outpost. Sean spent the weekend showing
me around the small town so I could get the lay out of the area,
we bought my supplies which he helped put away and he spent
the nights there on the old fold up cot we discovered in one
of the closets. It was nice to have someone one there to drive
away the loneliness, and I expected it was the same for him
as well, for he hated to leave to return to the dorm like bunk
house where he and the other young staff memebers slept.
Needless to say he became a permanenet fixture around the
place, and I didn't mind at all. It gave me the opportunity
to discover the man that had come from the boy I had watched
grow through the years. He had graduated from college with
his athletic degree and was in transition to discover what
he wanted to do with the rest of his life. I loved to listen
to his deep, rich voice as he told me of his dreams and desires
for the future. I had not seen him in over two years while
he was away at school and he had changed a great deal in that
time. He was what the girls would have called a hunk and I
found it rather flattering that he wanted to spend so much
time with me rather then chasing the lovely snow bunnie
I had seen hanging around the lodge. He was well over 6 feet
tall, long blond hair, bright blue eyes, and a hard athletic
build just like his father who was swedish by birth. By my
standards had I been interested in him he was a heart stopper,
but I still saw him as the little boy I used to cheer on at little
league.
When my first week of work had finished we decided to celebrate
by going into the small town to have dinner and some fun.
I drank too much wine but didn't care for I was happy
and having a blast. Sean and I talked each others ears off
and laughed at the old stories and memories we shared. I
loved every second I spent with him. We left the restaurant
and went to a local hang out to play some pool in a seedy cowboy
bar. We danced and played pool betting drinks until I was
more then a little drunk for I was terrible at pool. I decided
to take a breather and headed over to the bar to help clear
my head and watched with amusement as the girls swarmed
around my young escort. He was soaking in all the attention
like a pro and I felt a bit of remorse that I was not so young,
and pleased that I had gotten through my twenties alive.
I felt suddenly tired and old and desired a hot shower to
clear my head and my warm bed by the fire to comfort me. Sean
must have sensed my change in mood for he offered to drive
me home leaving the little ladies standing where he had
left them. I agreed and off we went.
When I arrived at my cabin i expected Sean to take off to meet
one of the ladies who were so young and appealing, but to
my surprise he stayed. I went off to take my shower and slip
into my flannel nightgown and he had already pulled out
the rusty old cot placing at the foot of my bed as he usually
did. He put on the video of my favorite old movie and I crawled
into bed wanting nothing more then to sleep. I was out when
my head hit the pillow. I felt myself floating like in a delicious
sexy dream, my body felt warm and delicious and I felt the
all familiar throbbing between my legs. I often had sexy
dreams to make up for the fact that I wasn't having sex
at the moment, but this was more intense then my usual dreams.
I felt myself relax and enjoy the passion of my mind. I often
masturbated when I awoke and was looking forward to the
multiple orgasms that would follow. I spread my legs wide
loving the wet throbbing of my clit as I felt the delights
of my imaginary lovers mouth licking me, teasing me, sucking
me until I came. I felt warm hands move over my thighs and
hips soothing me making my climax slow to come. It was delicious.
I touched my naked breasts under my night gown and gave myself
over to my emotions, I felt my climax building and I couldn't
resist the temptation to touch myself. I reached down between
my legs desperately searching for my clit when I found a
head of long damp hair instead. I was shocked and too hot
to stop now. I felt myself cum hard and held on to the thick
soft hair for dear life as it rocked throug my pulsating
body. I cried out savoring wave after wave of pleasure that
consumed me and the sheets beneath me dampened with my sweet
cum. I was in shock over the inner explosion, stunned for
I had not had an orgasm like that in years. I felt my body drain
of all energy and let the throb consume me. I felt my wet pussy
being parted and a warm thick tongue stoke between my slick
full lips, I didn't care at that point who was sweetly
torturing my body for I felt so fulfilled. I felt a probing
tongue probing inside me as my dream lover lapped up my flowing
cum. I moved my weak hand to play with my clit and climaxed
around his thick, soft flesh feeding him all I could give
him. This seemed to excite him for I heard him moan and probe
me deeper and harder with his glorious tongue. I was in heaven.
"I have to fuck you." the desperate whisper
filled my ears breaking my cocoon of sensual pleasure.
I stopped cold, where had I heard that voice before? In my
love drugged state my mind was like butter. I felt a hard
body move over my thick soft one and I felt his hard thick
erection enter my pussy stretching it, invading it. I had
forgotten what it was like to feel a man buried deep inside
my hot, thick, wet cunt and at that moment as I stretched
to accommodate him. He was like a battering ram, driving
hard and fast inside me and I loved every inch. I wrapped
my strong robust legs around his narrow hips and let him
ride me until we were both mindless of anything but the joining
of our bodies and the orgasm we shared. He begged me to cum
for him as he rode me and my climax hit so hard my whole body
shook and I began to weep from the intensity of it. He felt
my body tighten around him, milking him and he moaned and
his own body shook and I felt his hot cum fill me over and over.
His body jerked as his orgasm seemed never ending. The sheets
beneath us were soaked with our cum and he fell weak and helpless
on to my soft welcoming body. The world quieted around us
and I knew the owner of the thick blond hair draped across
my neck even if I couldn't see his face. A sense of remorse
and guilt hit me to know I had seduced my best friends young
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"Why?" I asked in the calm quiet of the dark,
sounding as guilty as I felt. I was afraid to move and feel
him deep inside my body where I knew he should not be.
He just chuckled softly and kissed my neck acting as if he
had some great joke he wanted to share with me but couldn't.
"I've wanted you since I was ten. Can you imagine
what it's like for a ten year old to walk around with
a hard on for a woman who doesn't even know he's
alive? And now I have you and I have to say it's better
then I ever imagined. Christ, you've had me all in knots
since you arrived here. Every night playing the good little
boy sleeping at your feet when all I could think about was
what it would be like being inside you, smelling you, tasting
you, fucking you until I dropped. It's been fucking
torture." I felt his hands searching over my soft
full body until he found my breasts and slowly began caressing
the nipples until they were hard and erect.
"When you fell into bed tonight I was so hard for you
I went to take a cold shower. It didn't help. I came out
to go to bed and try to sleep, but you were moaning in your
sleep. You were driving me crazy with he sexy sounds you
were making and I couldn't take it any more. I could
smell your cum and it was driving me wild, I saw you touch
yourself in your sleep and it was too great a temptation
not to help you along. I thought I could get you off while
you slept and then slip back and no one would be the wiser.
But once I tasted you I couldn't stop myself. I can still
taste your flavor in my mouth and I was cumming in my jeans.
I couldn't stop myself, I stripped naked and burried
my face in that thick, lovely, wet cunt of yours eating pussy
to my hearts content. I never met a woman who liked it as much
as I did, it was too hot and when you grabbed my head I couldn't
stop until I had finished what I started. I had to fuck you,
and all I could think of was how I would eat my cum out of your
pussy once I was through, it's getting me hard again."
I could feel that it was. I was getting turned on myself at
the image. I must have moaned because he laughed out loud
and kissed me. His mouth consumed mine as he thrust his thick
cock inside me, I was lost to fight the feelings he evoked.
When I came again he seemed pleased with himself and started
moving down my body, he was still fully erect dripping with
my cum, I wondered what he would taste like in my mouth. I
reached out for his steaming cock and he knew I wanted to
scck his cum dry. He moved over me and I slipped the thick
monster between my lips as he moved to part my pussy and lick
the evidence now seeping from my body onto the soaked bedsheets.
We fucked each other with our mouths until we both came,
his cum slipped down my throat like thick cream and I loved
the taste of him. He moved me to my knees and entered my hot
cunt from behind driving him deeper, I climaxed over and
over screaming his name as he rammed his thick cock deeper
and deeper our cum ran down my thighs as he pumped me harder
and harder until we were both too weak to move. It was official
we were lovers and I have to say there was no remorse this
time only spectacular fulfilling exhaustion.
As the months passed we could not get enough of each other,
we fucked everytime we crossed pathes and in every available
place we could find. When chistmas arrived so did his family.
He told them the truth the first chance he got and I felt guilt
and shock over his bluntness not knowing how his mother
and my bestfriend Ann would take the news. To my shock she
was delighted to know I had been sleeping with her for
she had always known he was in love with me since as long as
she could remember. I felt a huge weight lifted off my heart
and I relaxed in my new relationship with my young lover,
especially now that I had his mother's blessing. Two
years after the relationship started we were married in
the same cabin where we first made love, a year later we had
our first . That was ten years and three later
and we are working hard on the fourth. Sean loves me pregnant
and the whole process that comes with having .
He's still a ski instructor and I still work the rescue
lodge, but we still make time to fuck two or three times a
day and life couldn't be sweeter.
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More Erotica I wrote for the Magazine
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Posted:Dec 28, 2006 10:24 am
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2008 11:07 pm
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Married Lover Dining on His Fat Mistress
All the misconceptions I had been raised to believe about
heavy woman being undesirable to most men were put to rest
the day he walked into my life. Needless to say my whole life
I believed no one would take an interest in me sexually because
I was heavy. As a result it made me more then a little apprehensive
about sex and my body. I liked sex, though I never really
enjoyed it. I never in my wildest dreams thought a man like
him would ever be attracted to me. He was 6'4'' tall, 230lb
of hot hard muscle, blonde hair and blue eyes and everytime
I saw him I thought I would burst into flame. He lived in the
apartment below mine with his beautiful blond wife the
perfect couple. We passed each other going to work for we
were both on the night shift. He would walk with me to our
cars as we set off to our seperate jobs always passing a few
kind words my way. I ignored my attraction for him and went
about life as usual always taking an extra few minutes to
watch him when he would appear outside my window, but never
daring more than that. After a few months we began to become
more friendly with each other. One evening I invited them
both to dinner, he accepted readily on the spot and I set
the time for them to arrive. The dinner hour rolled around
and the door bell rang. To my delight and pleasure my guest
had arrived and even better his wife was not in tow. He made
his apologies and explained that his spouse had made other
arrangements for the evening and would not be back for several
days. She was going to see a old girlfriend who had just given
birth and he had just taken her to the airport. My heart began
beating wildly as my wet dream walked into my living room
and made himself comfortable. I was so nervous I could barely
speak at first and it took three glasses of wine before I
could relax enough before I could actively participate
in the conversation. We sat down on my sofa and finished
the wine, talking with ease on a number of subjects it was
close to midnight and I was so relaxed. He thanked me for
dinner and left, thinking he had gone for the evening I closed
the door and locked it. I headed off for bed when there was
a knock on the door, it was him. He asked if he could come in,
a bottle of wine under each arm. There I was standing there
in bra and panties thinly sheilded by my robe I hastily threw
on. He explained that he had enjoyed himself so much that
he didn't want it to end. I told him I felt the same then out
of nowhere he leaned in and kissed me. His tongue tasted
of wine and male passion, soft, wet, and hungry. I opened
wide and melted into his hard body intoxicated by his scent.
I felt him walk me toward the sofa and I fell back my robe falling
open as I looked up at him shocked by his aggression. He locked
the door and came to settle on his knees before me, his lips
met mine again and he ran his tongue in my mouth pulling from
me every breath I held. His hands moved over my robust body
taking special interest in my breasts. He pulled my breast
free pulling my thick hard nipple into his mouth. I felt
my own sexual fire explode and my panties became wet with
just the contact of his mouth suckling my large breast.
His hands moved over my body finding their way inside my
underpants pulling them down to expose my large wet pussy.
I felt his finger slide along the slit of my hot pussy and
I moaned at the contact. He seemed to like this reaction
for he began to play with me, sliding his finger up and down.
He told me he liked eatting pussy and he wanted to taste me.
He moved down my body and slowly began running his tongue
over my wet lips. I felt like I was in heaven, I felt him lift
my leg over the back of the sofa which opened me even more
for his hot mouth. He licked my lips up and down, taking his
fingers and opened my thick lips wide and licked me harder
eventually causing my clit to harden. He pushed my lips
further apart and I felt him latch on to my clit licking and
sucking it over and over until I felt my self close to cumming.
I begged him not to stop and he sucked harder and harder until
I screamed feeling the cum gushing from my body wetting
my thighs, this only made him suck me harder. I came twice
before he released me soothing my painfully sensitive
clit with his warm tongue. He told me to turn over and get
on all fours with my ass in the air and feeling weak from the
tongue lashing I did it. I felt him spread my pussy lips apart
and began licking my swollen lips, his finger reached under
to rub my swollen sensitive clit as his tongue slipped in
and out of my juicy pussy, he fucked me with his tongue, drinking
my cum. I felt myself orgasim against his mouth and he probed
me deeper and deeper. Never have I felt so completely satisfied
by a man and he hadn't even put his hard cock into me. He began
to lick my ass and my buttocks and probed me again with his
tongue. This time he surprised me, as his tongue entered
me it seemed to stroke the inside of my pussy like a strange
massaging measure that caused me to tighten and contract
around him. I felt him move away and then felt his hard, hot
dick push deep into my creamy pussy. He grabbed my ass and
rode me hard and fast, the contrast between his dick and
his tongue made me even more sensitive to his hot cock pumping
me. I felt myself squeezing him, pulling him deeper, my
pussy squeezing and pulling at him like a hungry mouth.
He loved it, I loved it, we both moaned and cried out and I
felt the hot fluid run down my thighs as his wonderful creamy
cum filled me, it was so hot and soothing. The smell of him
filled my senses. I could barely move and lay on my stomach
as he lay on top of me kissing my back. I could tell by his rapid
breathing he wanted me again. We moved into the bedroom.
Naked I lay on the bed, my head draped over the edge. I wanted
to suck his cock, taste my cum on him. I took him with both
hands and guided him between my hungry lips, licking the
shiny tip then softly guiding him into my mouth, I fucked
him with my mouth feeling satisfied to taste his cum on my
tongue and feel it slide down my throat. I was greedy for
him sucking harder as he probed my mouth deeper. I loved
the feel of the hard thick dick thrusting back and forth
between my lips as I sucked him. I heard him groan and felt
his body convulse and his thick semen filled my mouth and
I took it all. It was wonderful to satisfy him as he had done
me. He moved me to lay with my legs over the edge of the bed.
He parted my pussy lips to reveal my swollen clit and began
to suck it so I could watch him. I loved the look of his face
buried deep in my pussy and feeling his mouth work it's magic
over me, I felt a constant flow of juice flow from my body
wetting the bed beneath me. He lifted my legs bending my
knees to my breasts opening me wide as he sucked my cum from
me allowing me to watch as he made me climax. I watched as
he again slipped his thick dick inside me fucking me hard
and fast telling me how hot and slick I was. He like to tell
me how he had never known a woman to cum so much as I did. Later
when we were both sated he explained how he had always been
attracted to larger women and had been afraid to carry that
attraction further. He explained that when he first met
me he could feel my attraction for him and knew this would
be the opportunity he needed to explore his fantasies for
he was as attracted to me as I was to him. He further explained
that though he enjoyed sex with his wife, she however did
not. He told me she hated when he went down on her so he stopped
trying soon after they married. This seemed to distress
him for he enjoyed the taste of women and actually fantasized
about different ways he could eat a woman's pussy. He asked
me if we could be secret lovers and being single with no commitments
I agreed. After all he was as good as he looked. Our weekend
lasted three nights and two days of heavenly bliss until
his wife returned unknowing that he had spent the last few
days satisfying his every desire between my chubby thighs
and I got a wicked delight knowing that even though I was
not perfect, there was someone who thought I was absolutely
devine. Our affair has been going on secretly for several
years now and has no sign of stopping. We have become nearly
inseperable. Working nights has it's advantages. His
wife is gone when we both get home, so we have the day to play.
I get my pussy licked in every way at least 10 times a day for
he seems addicted to it and finds new and exciting ways to
savor the flavor. I've even gotten into the habit of not
wearing panties any longer just in case, because he knows
I cum even when he just walks by and he takes full advantage
of my condition. Like my lover likes to say once you've tried
fat, you never go back. I'm definately taking his word for
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My Best Friends two Sons
Jill and I had been best friends for almost twenty years,
it didn't matter that she was twenty years older and
already married when we met. I was in high school and made
extra money babysitting her four , as the
grew so did our relationship until we became inseperable.
It was Jill who encouraged me to go get my degree, it was he
I turned to when I broke up with a boyfriend, she was my rock.
I was part of her family, the little sister she had never
had. I watched her grow up and go off in the world and
shared every happy moment from little league to college
with them. One christmas she told me her oldest Derek
had taken a job as a ski instructor assistance after graduation
and the whole family was spending their christmas at the
mountain resort where he worked. It was a month away and
I easily found work in the area being a freelance traveling
nurse. I worked in the village hospital and called Derek
to give him my new number and address to pass on to his mom.
I often called the and took them for summer vacations
to give their mom a break. He was thrilled to hear I had managed
to make it to christmas and asked if he could help me unpack.
I gave him my plans of when I would arrive and we arranged
to meet the following weekend. When I arrived in town I called
Derek to meet me at the apartment the hospital had rented
for me. I began to unload my SUV and started to make the stark
place my home, it really wasn't more then a two room
cabin in the middle of a forest, but it had indoor plumbing
and a working fireplace in the living room that opened up
on the other side to the bedroom. Derek arrived just after
I got all my things out of my truck and inside. I was starting
the unpacking when he walked in with pizza no less, a bottle
of my favorite wine, and a bag of groceries. We kissed in
greeting and sat down to have dinner. I finished the unpacking
and went into the bedroom to make the bed with the wonderful
sheets I had just bought. He came into help me and we chatted
as we made the bed. I decided then to take a shower. Derek
was planning to spend the night I already knew and was laying
out his sleeping bag in the living room while I went to clean
up and change for bed. I arrived to find his sleeping bag
on my bedroom floor in front of the fire and him ready for
the shower. He told me I had the only TV in my room so unless
he planned on being bored to death I would just have to put
up with him for the night. I noticed he was playing my favorite
old movie and went to make some popcorn and curl up in my nice
new sheets to watch the TV. He came out of the bathroom, clean
as a whistle dressed in flannel pants and to my shock no shirt.
My first thought was he must drive the wild,
he was too cute for words. His shoulder length hair, athletic
build, with ripples in his abdomen from hours of practice
on the slopes, the thick muscular arms, and long muscular
legs. He looked a lot like his father who was Swedish and
very handsome. Derek smiled at me and turned off the light
beside the bed and went to the fireplace to light a fire.
He didn't shock me when he decided to sit on the bed next
to me and grabbed a handful of popcorn. The always liked
sitting on my bed to watch TV. They knew I took special pains
to make it as comfortable as possible with the feather thicket
I always traveled with that they already knew would be my
haven and my closest bit of home I took with me. As the movie
progressed I started to doze off and finally gave in and
went to sleep snuggled in my bed. I started to have a sexy
dream, one I regularly had since my last breakup over a year
ago. I was hot, and felt suffocated and unknowingly kicked
off the comforter, my whole body was burning up. I felt someone
touching my leg and I felt cool air touch my skin and was relieved
of the burning feeling. I felt a soft wet touch on my inner
thigh and enjoyed the feeling. I felt a wet snake slither
up my left thigh to my now throbbing pussy and wondered who
was licking me, but didn't care enough to wake up. I
felt a finger slip inside the leg of my panties and stroke
my wet and swollen pussy finding my clit. I parted my legs
wider loving the sensation. I felt something scrape the
skin of my hips and cool air hit my pussy and the feeling was
exciting. Then the wet snake was back again, lapping along
my wet sex, stroking me up and down the wet cleft, I felt like
moaning, I felt pressure on my clit as if someone was sucking
the tender bit of flesh and I allowed myself to get lost in
the orgasm it was creating. My legs widened and my orgasm
came hard, I had to touch myself and reached down to find
not my own pubic hair but soft, long, damp hair. My eyes opened
wide and I found my best friend's 25 year old sucking
my clit and getting me off. My orgasm hit before I could find
words to tell him to stop, and for a moment I was paralysed
in my pleasure. I felt the sheets I was gripping beneath
me dampen with my cum and his hot tongue lapping up my silky
wet juices. I was in heaven, I was in hell and I was a 35 year
old woman being fucked by a 25 year old man whose diapers
I had changed. I wanted to make him stop, but the pleasure
he was giving me kept me silent as I felt his tongue slip inside
my pussy and fuck me like I had never felt before. I moaned
and lifted my hips to him and he probed deeper until I felt
my cum flow. Just as I was about to climax again he sat up knealing
between my thighs and I watched as he pulled is flannel PJs
down revealing his thick nine inch erection. He looked
at me and told me he couldn't wait any longer and he needed
to fuck me. I knew then that was what I wanted too, right or
wrong. I reached out to touch his hard soft sex and stroked
the length of it loving the feel. He lay between my legs and
I felt myself stretch for him as he entered my body. Never
had a man filled me so completely. He lifted my legs over
his shoulders and began to pump me hard with his hard cock.
I loved it, I moaned, I told him to fuck me harder and he readily
complied. The feel of him pumping me sent me over the edge
and I came so hard I almost passed out and still he rammed
his cock into me, over and over harder and harder until I
felt his cum explode inside me like white hot steele, burning
me, filling me, running down my ass to soak the sheets beneath
me. He lowered my legs and rested his head on my ample chest
satisfied and smelling of sex and man. I loved the feel of
him on me, in me, between my thighs, it felt perfect. He told
me later he had dreamed for years of having sex with me, ever
since he was ten. He confessed he once spied me in the shower
and watched me as I bathed and had masturbated to that site
ever since. He had experimented with other women, but for
him it was always me in his head when he had sex with them and
after learning I would be living in the same town, he had
secretly sought to seduce me. Well it wasn't a secret
anymore. He curled up beside me his hand stroking my wet
pussy we fell asleep in my warm soft bed. I awoke to an orgasm
the next morning. I looked down to find him naked sucking
my clit. He licked my pussy up and down and when he was done
he gave me a cum laced smile and told me to turn over. I complied
and he rammed his steel hard cock inside me and fucked me
from behind. I loved it as he rammed against my ass and thrust
deep into my pussy. I found my self moaning loudly and almost
screaming into the pillow I clutched to my chest. Harder
and harder he pumped me until I felt his cum fill me once more
and heard him groan his pleasure. He rubbed my ass as his
cum dripped down my inner thighs and begged me not to move.
After a few minutes he left me and I groaned disappointed
then felt his tongue licking at my wet pussy and began to
probe me from behind. I loved the sensation of his face pressed
up against me as he hungrily lapped up our cum. He began to
lick at my ass and I felt him probe me from behind, a sensation
I had never felt before and loved. When he was exhausted
he fell beside me in the bed and I rolled over to find him erect
and his face glistening with my cum. I moved to lay beside
him and lifted the glistening head to my lips. I ran my tongue
over the head and tasted our cum on his cock. I slowly slipped
him into my mouth and began to stroke him with my lips, suckling
him gently then harder the more I heard him moan, he rolled
me over and strattled my head as I felt his mouth latch on
and suckle my clit, I took him deeper into my mouth, running
my tongue around the tip of his thick cock, stroking his
shaft with my hands, sucking him harder and harder as he
began to thrust in my mouth. I felt my orgasm starting as
I fondled his balls and grab his ass, he spread my pussy wide
and sucked my clit harder and I felt my cum explode as he exploded
in my mouth, his creamy cum flowing down my throat, I swallowed
him whole. I loved this man I knew then and there, and I loved
fucking him. I prayed Jill would understand when she found
out, but that was a month away. In the next thirty days we
had sex whenever, and where ever we could. The more we got
the more we wanted of each other. He moved in with me the first
week and never left even when his family arrived. He told
his parents right off that we were seeing each other and
that he had every intention of convincing me to marry him.
I was as shocked as Jill was at his announcement. But after
the shock wore off Jill was thrilled, she had always known
Derek had a crush on me for years and she couldn't think
of a girl she would like to see him with then me. I was stunned.
I extended my contract through the winter season and the
next shock came when I discovered that at my age I was pregnant.
Derek was thrilled. We got married the next month and the
following May we had our first . Derek loved every
aspect of my being pregnant and of his being a father, he
especially liked to watch me nurse our . He was
fascinated by it. When we made love he wanted to nurse at
my breast and loved the taste of my milk as much as he loved
the taste of my pussy and discovered that many times I would
orgasm when he suckled my thick nipples. He loved the late
night feedings and would often gather our in his
arms and bring her to me holding her as she would latch on
to my nipple while I slept. Being a father was the thrill
of his life. So it didn't surprise him when we had two
more that soon followed. He loved me pregnant, loved that
I was twice as horny pregnant, and loved the whole process
involved with having a baby. By the time I reached my fourtieth
birthday we had five total. Our youngest was still
nursing. Derek had just turned thirty and was working as
a high school coach a job he adored. He threw me a huge party
for my birthday and all the family was there to celebrate.
His little brother who was twenty one had passed out on our
bed and we found him after we had put all the to sleep.
He laughed as he tried to get Dean to move to the guest room
and wouldn't be budge, he rolled his little brother
to the far side of the bed so that he and I could get comfortable
and sleep. I fell asleep in my husbands arms and awoke late
that night to find him holding our baby to my breast.
He lay beside me holding my huge nipple for the baby to suckle,
his head resting on my shoulder. We kissed passionately
and watched as the baby fell asleep. He set our in the
cradle at the foot of our bed and curled up beside me and began
to make love to me. He began to suckle my breast and I felt
his fingers rubbing my clit the way that made me excited.
I came hard and I opened my legs wide to let him in, but to my
surprise he rolled beside me and lifted my other breast
to his mouth and began to drain it. I noticed then he used
both hands to hold my engorged mound and it struck me who
was rubbing my clit. I looked down to find his little brother
Dean fingering my pussy. I was shocked and looked at my husband
puzzled and very aroused. I began to stroke Dereks hair
watching Dean carefully out of the corner of my eye to see
what he would do, he seemed to be fascinated with looking
at my sex. He parted the wet lips of my clean shaven pussy
and gently stroke his finger up and down my sensitive flesh
grazing over my clit which throbbed. He noticed my body
jump and seemed moved closer to get a better look. Just then
my husband looked down at his brother staring at my sex,
my pussy open wide and reached down and began to rub me the
way I loved. "Right there is where she likes it."
He explained to his brother and the younger man seemed to
nod and leaned forward and I felt his tongue flick across
my clit as if testing it's flavor, then open his mouth
stroking me with his tongue, the curl his lips around it
and began to suckle me as my husband suckled my breast. I
moaned unable to control my pleasure as my husband nursed
at my breast and his little brother nursed at my pussy. I
exploded, my hand stroking Dean's head encouraging
him on. He seemed to gain great pleasure in what he had just
achieved refusing to stop. When I felt myself cum again
Dean moved down to bury his face in my pussy and lap up my juices
and fuck me with his tongue. My huband lay beside me and whispered
in my ear that Dean had never eatten pussy and had asked him
what it was like. So he told his little brother what my pussy
tasted like, and Dean asked if he could try it for himself.
My husband had agreed and the two had conspired to ambush
me on my birthday that Dean was my birthday present with
love from my husband. I was startled and touched, and at
the moment very pleased. I had never had two men make love
to me at once, and the sensation was beyond pleasure. My
husband asked if I was pleased and I told him I was, we kissed
passionately and set about teaching his little brother
to appreciate the flavor of a woman. I watched as my husband
slipped his muscular arm beneath my knee and lift it high
opening me to his brothers probing tongue then he leaned
over and began to suckle my clit as his brother probed me
deep. I came like a rushing river into Dean's mouth
who seemed not to be able to get enough of my cum. When my orgasm
had ceased Derek told me to get on all fours over Dean and
I felt the his brother latch onto my clit, instinctively
I began to suckle Dean's large cock. The young man moaned
and I felt Derek slip his cock inside my pussy and began to
fuck me from behind. It was the most erotic moment of my life.
I sucked Dean's cock harder and felt myself begin to
climax as he sucked my clit and my husband fucked me. We all
began to moan and when Derek cam inside me it was exactly
the same time I cam from Dean's mouth. Our cum mingled
and slid down the inside of my thighs and I felt Dean's
tongue lapping at my pussy and I felt Derek's tongue
probing it deep from behind, I cam again quickly and was
exhausted. I rolled over onto my back as my husband tongue
fucked my pussy and his brother moved to suckle my swollen
nipple, I felt his erection against my hip and reached out
to stroke it. His cock quivered in my hand and I watched Derek
move beside us and his brother move between my lets, he pulled
me to the edge of the bed and stood between my open thighs
raising them onto his shoulders. I felt his cock ram into
me and I cried out surprised to find him as big as my husband.
I loved his cock inside me, I loved watching Dean fuck me,
I loved watching my husband play with my clit watching us
both. Dean lowered my legs and pressed my knees wide as I
wrapped them indian style around his thighs, My husband
Derek moved over my swollen clit and began to suckle me and
I went off like a rocked as his little brother fucked me like
a stallion. I felt Dean cum inside me and was pumping me hard
when Derek sucked me to climax, the young man let out a moan
as my muscles contracted around his cock sucking him deeper
inside my body. When Dean lay satisfied beside me, Derek
cleaned our cum up with his tongue. I loved the way my husband
soothed me with his mouth and I sighed in pleasure while
Dean watched. Much later that night we all fell asleep together,
and I awoke to Dean's face buried between my legs and
the whole thing started again. A week later Dean moved in
with us, we all decided that we wouldn't tell their
mom Jill, for one she would understand, but two she definately
would not. Now I'm a woman with two husbands sharing
her bed and loving every minute of it. And for those who haven't
tried brothers, I highly recommend them.
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Posted:Dec 28, 2006 10:11 am
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My First Black Lover
I had heard that black men liked heavier women, but too be
honest though I did find them exciting to look at I was scared
to take it any further then a fantasy. I was raised in the
south and there the racial lines are very distinct though
it never influenced me one way or the other except with choosing
a sexual partner. That all changed the day I met David. I
had accepted a contract in San Diego that would require
me to spend the next six months there to get everything up
and running before I could return home. My company put me
up at a small, but acceptable apartment complex where to
my surprise a great deal of military families stayed. I
made fast friends with several of the couples that lived
around me and thus was accepted into the tight little clan
that had evolved. My favorite among them were Char and Reggie
from Chicago. They were expecting their first any
day and being a nurse Char came to depend on me greatly as
her time grew closer. Reggie was a corpman in the navy so
we often traded medical information as a similar point
of interest, he was intelligent, and engaging and I could
see why Char loved him so much. Reggie was a popular fellow
and would often bring his fellow sailors home with him for
dinner or to spend time. All the young men were lonely, single,
far away from home, needing a bit of conversation and companionship
which the couple readily provided. Char would come visit
when she could no longer take all the male company and we
would talk through the night until the boys went home. One
night she told me that one of the young men fancied me, he
didn't know if I liked black men and was uncertain how
to approach me. I was startled by the comment, but more so
by the next. "Do you like black men?" Char asked
me point blank. I didn't know what to say, Reggie was
black and Char was white, but it never occurred to me that
they were anything but a couple. I didn't want to offend
either of them for I liked them both. "I don't
know, I've never dated a black man." I answered
truthfully. She laughed at me and told me she wasn't
surprised. Then she went about telling me all the benefits
she had found in being married to Reggie, most of which made
me fascinated and embarrassed at the same time. She asked
me if I would be willing and after a moment I figured why not,
what's the worst that could happen? The next night
she invited me over for dinner and as I entered the small
room It was like I was struck by lightening---two things
hit me at once, the first was I was being set up and the second
was the man I was being set up with was the most beautiful
creature I'd ever seen. My whole body went up in flames
so much so I couldn't speak or move for a few seconds
which everyone in the room noticed to my embarrassment.
Including the gentleman who was introduced to me as David.
I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me right then and
there. My embarrassment seemed to amuse everyone greatly
but me. I quickly collected myself and put on my best professional
face and polite manners, which in hind sight probably made
me seem rather stiff. The dinner lasted over an hour and
as we ate the tension became more relaxed and even enjoyable.
Char and I talked babies and the men talked work. David hardly
noticed me or so I thought. By the end of the evening I was
a bit tipsy and very comfortable that my natural personality
came through. We finished off the wine and I was feeling
so relaxed I almost fell asleep, I thanked my hosts for a
wonderful evening preparing to leave, when to my surprise
David jumped up to do the same asking if he could walk me to
my door before he left. I was stunned at first, but aggreed.
I lived only a few doors down, so It would a small inconvenience
for him to walk me to the tiny apartment. I had trouble putting
the key in the lock I was so nervous with him standing so close
to me, I could feel the heat of his body as he leaned over me
to help me open the door. He smelled warm and clean and completely
male, I was intoxicated by the mere scent of him. My body
felt on fire and desperate at the same time. I had to get away
from him or embarrass myself living in complete mortification
for the remaining of my time there. I felt his hand cover
mine as he gently worked the key in the lock opening the door.
His deep voice whispered in my ear. "I think you've
had too much to drink, I'll just see you safely inside
if that's alright." Christ, I thought, if he
gets any closer I'm going to explode right then and
there on the door step. I felt his hand around my waist as
he helped me through the door. "Are you alright?"
he whispered in my ear. "No." I gasped back finding
it hard to breath. I felt stupid and started to laugh at my
uncontrollable reaction to this man I had just met. He helped
me to the drab sofa that filled the tiny room and sat me down,
shutting the door behind us. When he moved away I felt I could
breath again and desperately tried to gather my composure.
"Do you want some water or something?" He asked.
I could only nod and he went to fetch me a glass. When he returned
he knelt down on the floor in front of me and I gasped not expecting
it. He noticed my reaction and said nothing, just handed
me the water. I tried to grasp the glass, but I couldn't
make my hand move to hold it, he had to help me bring it to my
lips to take a sip. I felt his fingers burning through mine
as the cool liquid spilled over my lips and down my throat
giving me a moment of clerity as I drank. I felt the water
drip over my chin onto my aching breasts soaking my white
cotton blouse leaving it transparent which I was not aware
until later. When I had finished he took the glass away from
my lips and our eyes held as he led my hand to set it on the table
beside the sofa. I felt him lead my hand to his lips and I felt
his kiss burn through me. I couldn't stand it, the sensations
he created, it was too much. I had to close my eyes and my head
fell back against the cushion. I felt like moaning in pleasure
but held myself in check. "Do you want me to go?"
He asked quietly, his deep voice shook me. I thought of telling
him to leave, I looked in his eyes and saw that I effected
him just as strongly as he effected me and I felt a sense of
power and confidence I didn't know I possessed. I pulled
his hands to my lips and gently took one of his fingers in
my mouth and began to gently suckle the delightful flesh.
I felt his body tighten and grow hard before my eyes, the
transformation startled me and for a moment I was afraid
when he quickly stood up and pulled me to my feet, then his
lips came crashing down on mine. His thick soft lips parted
mine and his tongue engulfed me, stealing away any will
I had of my own to resist him. I wanted him to swallow me whole,
to drown in that wine flavored mouth never to be seen again.
I felt him pull me the short way to the bedroom forcing me
against the wall as I watched him undress me. His mouth pinned
me where I stood as his mouth and hands explored my ample
body. I watched as he lifted my generous breast to his lips
and suckle my fat nipple, wishing desperately I could fill
him with my milk, and nurse him until he had drained my breasts
dry. His shiny black bald head against my pale white flesh
was so erotic I felt my climax start. His hands pulled at
my pants shoving them past my knees, my panties followed
quickly behind. I felt the contrast of his skin against
mine as he ran his long black fingers up my plump heated pale
thighs to the wet curl that ached to be fondled. I felt his
fingers part my heated pussy and he parted my generous lips
to slip his finger inside. I felt him tense and heard him
groan as he discovered how hot and wet I was for him. I groaned
as he began to stroke me gently and felt my climax hit me like
a hard wave ripping me apart at the core. My body shook, I
felt his strong hand lift my leg over his hip opening me wider.
He played in my wetness seeming fascinated by it, exploring
my anatomy, discovering my landscape. "Your clit
is swollen." He remarked. I felt his finger glide
between my swollen pussy lips and push deep inside me gently
thrusting in and out causing my juices to pour over his finger
and down his hand. "My god you are so hot, so juicy,
so soft. You are going to be so tight." He seemed to
be talking to himself. "Shit, I'm big when I'm
this hard. Do you think you can take me?" He whispered.
"We're about to find out." He lifted me,
dumping me on the bed, following me pinning me down with
his heavy muscular body. He felt so hot and hard all over,
I wanted all of him right then and there. We pulled desperately
at his clothes until he was as naked as I was. He grabbed my
hips pulling me to the edge of the bed parting my legs wide.
I watched as he reached down fondling himself between my
parted thighs, positioning his huge cock to enter my desperately
aching flesh. I watched his thick black cock sink slowly
into my juicy pink pussy. I swallowed him whole and pulled
him deeper, deeper then any man has ever gone. I felt myself
climax at the sight, he felt it me tighten around his cock
and moaned trying not to cum inside me. He waited until my
climax had passed, sweat beaded over his beautiful black
body, I begged him to fuck me and he did just that. He rammed
me full, over and over, riding between my pale fleshy thighs,
his ass pumping me hard and deep. I grabbed onto that glorious
ass, pulling him deeper, I felt my climax rise and told him
I was going to cum. He rammed me harder and faster and as I
felt my body being ripped apart with pleasure I felt him
explode, his hot cum filling me, running down my ass, soaking
the sheets beneath me. His body shook hard and his cock pumped
me full again and again for what seemed like forever. The
aftershocks lasted for a few minutes and then he lay quietly
on my breast. I was exhausted. I wanted to hold him close,
but I couldn't make my arms move from above my head.
My body throbbed with deep satisfaction I had never felt
before, the soft lovely burn that filled every muscle from
my head to my toes. I was deliciously exhausted. I felt his
weight shift and thought he was leaving as the cool air touched
my heated flesh. I couldn't seem to speak still dazed
from my pleasure. My legs slowly slipped to dangle over
the edge of the bed and I began to relax. I felt his lips kiss
my round stomach moving over my hips to my thigh, then before
I could react I felt his fingers gently part my soaked pussy
lips just above my clit to reveal my swollen neglected flesh.
I looked up just in time to see him gently lift my lips apart
and his mouth latch onto my clit. The site of his mouth on
me nearly sent me over the edge. He licked me softly then
I felt him draw my pearl between his lips and suckle me. My
climax started instantly. I grabbed his beautiful bald
head and pulled him deeper into my pussy to swallow me whole,
I loved that mouth at that moment. I climaxed so hard I shook
and cried out for him not to stop until I was finished. I watched
as his mouth consumed me, his thick tongue stroked our cum
from my drenched pussy. He soothed me with each stroke drinking
in our shared passion for each other until there was no more
to give. His thick tongue pleased me as he pushed deep inside
me stroking me, stimulating me, soothing me. When he was
done he kissed my inner thigh and gently turned me over.
He lifted my hips and I felt him enter me from behind. It was
pleasure beyond description, almost painful, as he rode
my pussy from behind. I turned to watch his shiny cock fuck
me from behind in the mirror on the wall beside us. I felt
myself cum, I was so full of him that my own muscles could
hardly contract with the thickness of him. I couldn't
help but scream it was such pleasure and such pain, but he
didn't stop, he pumped me over and over, deeper and
deeper and I loved it, loved to watch him doing it to me until
we both climaxed and his cum dripped down my thighs. We collapsed
together taking short breaks through the night between
climaxes until the early afternoon. When I awoke David
was gone, he left me a note with his number on it and that he
wanted to hear from me that evening. The affair lasted for
the remainder of my time there in San Diego, we both knew
our lives wouldn't allow us to be together and the affair
ended. I never forgot David and the way he made me feel, nor
did I ever loose the desire completely for having a hot black
lover in my bed though the opportunity never again presented
itself. Lovers came and went, but I'll never forget
the one lover that satisfied me on all levels like no man
has before or since. I wish him all the best.
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