bitch----part-1 thru 6-of-6

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Edited by- Luigi

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Bitch in Heat

Part-1-of-6

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My name is Megan, a thirty-something mother of two that loves to exercise and enjoys the attention my firm figure gets me. Shane and I met 15-years ago during our freshman year in college. He says that he’d been immediately mesmerized by my looks. I’ve always been the center of attention, partly because of my good looks and partly because of my inability to be still or silent. I’m sexually attractive and I know it and flaunt it to its fullest. Shane likes for me to tell the story of loosing my cherry as if it had been a grand ole time. A friend and I were on the beach when three guys came by and picked us up and gave us a little smoke and a lot of beer. And then they took us to a party where there were two other girls and a total of ten guys. Before the night was over I had cum, from half of the guys, oozing from my snatch. I was fifteen at the time. I’ve loved flirting with men ever since. My husband, Shane, tells me I am exotically beautiful with features and a body that won't quit giving or receiving. With credentials like that it’s hard not to play-up to men's reaction to me.

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We married right after graduation and flew to Vegas for a honeymoon. While taking in one of the shows a fellow approached me and asked if I worked there. When I replied “no”, he gave me his business card and said, “Well if you want to, call me.” It turned out he was an agent for the casino and I guess liked my looks, anyway I kept his card and showed it off a lot, telling people that I could get a job as a high class call girl anytime I decided to.

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My interest in extra marital affairs began some years ago when, as a happily married woman, I got involved with a friend and co-worker. I’d been married for ten years to the same wonderful man. Shane and I had sex so much when we first got married that my twat seemed to ooze cum all the time. I would spread my legs for Shane almost anytime or anyplace. We fucked on the nude beach in broad daylight with people walking by, on the hood of our car while it was parked under a light in the parking lot of a bar, in several airplanes; in fact we joined ‘The Mile High Club’ in the backseat of a 172 while one of Shane’s buddies was flying the plane. In order to pull this off Shane had to remove the right front seat, so the two of us could get in the back. From the time we were taxiing out until we reached the required 5280+ feet I was sucking Shane’s cock. When the pilot announced we were over a mile high, without hesitation I pulled off my shorts, pitched them forward where the front seat should have been and climbed aboard Shane’s cock and fucked him so hard he almost didn’t last long enough for me to get my cookies, which is seldom a problem for me.

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My husband, Shane had been busy with his graduate studies and I felt that he wasn’t spending enough time addressing my needs. So, I found someone at work that was willing to give me the time and attention that I felt I deserved. The co-worker, Tyler, ten years my junior, was the person I turned to for attention. The more time I spent disclosing my life and its frustrations to Tyler the closer I felt to him. The more attention he paid to me the hotter and heavier the flirting got. The two of us met so many times after work, that others around us began to suspect something was happening between us even though nothing was. His constant admiring comments had me believing in myself again and my ability to be attractive to other people other than my husband was being reinforced.
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During a get together down at the lake, after work, we were talking in the parking area when Tyler looked me in the eyes, moved close, and gave me a very seductive kiss. In that moment I tuned out everything in my life except for the stud next to me, and in that instant the butterflies in my stomach moved down to my wanting pussy. As he kissed me again, this time harder and deeper, his hand moved slowly up to my breasts and caressed one breast and then the other.

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I have very large nipples set on big areolas positioned in the center of my firm round breasts, so his kneading of my breasts had my nipples responding quickly, poking through my top and revealing my approval to my friend. Tyler slowly unbuttoned my blouse while he explored my mouth with his tongue. As he touched my bare breast my crotch caught on fire. As the touch by this stud brought back feelings I hadn't felt in years. When I realized what I was doing and the impact it may have on my life, in a near panic I excused myself and fled home.
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Over the next few weeks I still got together with Tyler on occasion, meeting him at our favorite parking area. Every time I put myself in that position he would seduce me a little further and a little further. Each time, against my better judgment, I would give in to his advances. Eventually his kisses led to more fondling of each other and the last time we met the burning in my loins was too great to ignore. He again brought my desire to the boiling point by rubbing and kneading my breasts as he kissed my lips and neck. Replacing his hand on my nipple with his tongue, his free hand began to caress my bare leg as his fingers inched their way under my skirt. When he finally touched my panties an electric shock spun through my body leaving me wanting to see what he had hiding behind his zipper. During work he occasionally wears spandex shorts and appears to keep a nice package in his lap. I had brushed against his bulge before but had not released it, until now. Boldly reaching over, I gave his hardness a squeeze as I fumbled with the buttons on his fly. Noticing my desire to unleash his member, Tyler gladly removed his hand from my wet panties where he was gently stroking my pussy through the fabric and helped me unbutton his fly and expose his cock to me.

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Even in the dim-light, it wasn't difficult to tell after one touch just what he had been hiding this whole time. Grabbing his hot shaft, I began gentle stroking its length and his attached balls. As we continued to make-out our hands continued to do more exploring of each other’s bodies. His cock felt great in my grip, as I burned with the confidence that I could still make a man hard. His cock wasn't as big has Shane's but the feeling of holding another man's cock was too great to turn down, no matter what the size. Tyler responded to my strokes by placing his hand over mine and pumping his cock with my fist as he tried to keep his other hand on my wetness. Soon he gave up and surrendered to my advances by leaning back and enjoying the service I was giving him. It wasn't long before both of my hands were exploring his complete package, one attending to his bald jewel sack and the other wrapped firmly around his manhood. Tyler was thoroughly enjoying this new addition to our playful times, unfortunately it was late and I had to get home before Shane got worried about where I was. I pumped Tyler's meat a few more times, smearing his pre-cum over his cockhead, letting him know how much I enjoyed this but that I had to leave.
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A few days later, with my hot evening with Tyler still on my mind, I made up an excuse to go over to his house to pick something up for work. When I arrived Tyler had just gotten out of the shower, so when he answered the door he was in just a towel. Inviting me in, he closed the door, and pulled me close, kissing me hard and deep. As we kissed Tyler pressed his member against my bare thigh that was exposed by my short skirt. Dropping his towel, Tyler exposed a semi-hard prick that looked very inviting in the daylight. Pulling me to him, he slipped his hardness under the front of my skirt pushing its head against my thong-covered pussy. I could feel his member growing under my skirt as it moved with more desire. His cock felt so good against my panty-covered slit that I grabbed his firm ass and ground my hips into his erection. Leaving his cock against me, he rubbed it up and down along my now soaking thong panties.

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Pulling down the straps to my tank top and exposed my sensitive breasts to the light, Tyler admired my breasts and the responding nipples. In between rubbing his member against my wet panties, Tyler took one breast then the other in his mouth gently nibbling on my enlarged nips, bringing me near orgasm. Soaking my breasts with saliva he massaged my slippery flesh as he paid compliments to my body in the daylight. And then suddenly, as if it had a mind of its own, my hand started moving up and down the length of his stiff prick. When I realized what I was doing, I started laughing. Never the less, my pussy was very wet, and I could feel it throbbing in my panties. I was so horny that I could hardly think straight. I felt overwhelmed by anger, frustration and a wanton, uncontrollable lust.

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Somehow we end up in Tyler’s bed. Then he just lay there, smiling as he submitted to my hand job. Scowling, I stared openly at his huge cock, as I whipped my right hand up and down the shaft as fast as I could. The sight of his cock in my hands brought back the memories of all the cocks I’d ever had and the blowjobs I’d given. My husband, Shane has always loved being sucked off and even before I met him I’d enjoyed a hard cock in my mouth. I started at his balls and running my tongue up his shaft to his engorged red bulb. "Does this feel good?” I whispered, “Is this what you want me to do to you, Tyler? Are you really so depraved and disgusting that you want me to jack you off like this?”

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"I guess you want me to suck it? You'd like that, wouldn't you? I’ll bet that you'd like for me to put your cock in my mouth and swallow your hot cum, wouldn’t you!"

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Tyler responded by pushing my hand away, swinging around and sitting up on the edge of the bed. Then he looked pointedly at me with a big grin, snapped his fingers, and pointed arrogantly at his aching cock. "Yeah, that’s exactly what I want, all right. Why don't you get on your knees right now? My cock needs a good sucking right away!"

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"You filthy, shameful, pervert --" And then my words trailed off as I submissively did what he requested, dropped to my knees in front of him and confronted the huge, aching length of his cock. I realized that I was breathing very hard, and that I could feel my heartbeat in my pussy better even than I could feel it in my chest. I felt as if I'd lost all control of myself, as if it were no longer possible to distinguish between what I was really doing now and what I might have dreamed about earlier. I couldn't believe that I was actually going to shove another man’s cock down my throat and swallow his spewing cum.
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Timidly I wrapped my fingers tightly around Tyler’s throbbing cock, sliding my hand down to the base. Staring intently at his rosy, puffy cock head for several seconds, I saw that the whole fat crown glistened with sticky pre-cum so I lowered my head and pressed my lips to his pee-hole. Shamefully I thrust out my tongue, eagerly licking the salty pre-cum from the tingling tip of his cock.

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"Mmmm! Oh god, does that feels good,” moaned Tyler as he writhed on the edge of the bed, holding my head with both hands. "Suck it. Mmmm, suck it good!"

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Shutting my eyes in shame, trying to block out the knowledge that I was now a slut that gave blowjobs to men other than my husband. Gradually I parted my lips and let my mouth slid slowly onto his pulsing cock, slurping in inch after inch of his giant, throbbing shaft. I stopped when I felt its head bump the back of my throat. Even though I'd inhaled over a third of it, I knew that I would have choked myself if I'd tried to swallow any more of his engorged cock.

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Then like the horny bitch that I was, I started sucking his cock extremely hard, keeping my eyes closed as I nursed contentedly on the aching stiffness of Tyler’s hard-on. An absurd voice in the back of my mind still tried to justify what I was doing. Still in denial, I kept telling myself that it was Shane’s fault that I was here. If he’d been taking care of me, I’d be at home.

I sucked his tasty cock harder and harder, shocking myself with my eagerness to suck another man’s cock. Bobbing lower, I forced my face closer to the base of his hairy crotch, almost gagging myself, dying to swallow his entire cock in one swallow. The huge cock responded to my hard, wet sucking by growing even bigger and harder. The head puffed up obscenely, pulsating on the roof of my mouth.
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"Umm," I gurgled. My lewd, slurping sounds of cock sucking contentment had become very loud too, filling up the bedroom. Feverishly I started bobbing my head, franticly moving my mouth up and down his big cock. My fingers tightened around the base of his cock. Then I furiously started jacking his cock as I sucked the head, swirling and basting my tongue around the mushroom-shaped crown, lapping up the salty spunk as it dribbled out of his enormous, aching cock.

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"Oh god, I'm gonna cum," Tyler groaned. "Ugh, ugh! I can feel it! It’s really going to be a big one! Oh god, suck me, suck me hard! God, bitch, you're a fantastic cocksucker!"
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Even though the shocking, disgusting compliment was music to my ears, I felt my face redden as I started sucking his cock as hard as I could. Puckering and bellowing my cheeks around the cum-laden stiffness of his cock, I rapidly moved my mouth up and down his stiff shaft. My hand was a blur, pumping up and down the portion of his hard-on that wasn’t in my mouth. I was desperate to extract a heavy, spurting load out of his balls, to be forced to swallow as fast as I could to gulp down all of Tyler's cum.

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"Get ready to swallow it, bitch! Cumming , cumming!"
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Clutching my hair, Tyler hunched his hips up off the bed, forcing another inch of his cock down my throat. I started to gag, but then, at last, my horny cock sucking efforts were finally rewarded. A tremendous shower of spunk blasted out of his swollen cockhead, squirting and splattering down my cum-loving throat.
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"Mmmm!" I babbled as the hot cum was spewing into my mouth, splattering on my tonsils and then running down my throat. Feverishly I clung to his enormous, cum-shooting cock, loving the taste of Tyler's seed. Shamefully, I, a horny bitch started sucking, pumping and swallowing all at the same time, not wanting to release my Tyler's cock until I'd sucked every droplet of salty cream from the crown of his bloated cock head.
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After nearly a minute, the cum-explosion was over, and I had my belly full of hot cum that I'd secretly been craving. I slowly raised my cum covered face from Tyler's crotch. Dazed and still desperately horny, I ran my tongue around my mouth, licking up the excess cum. I was breathing hard, and my pussy was so wet that it had completely soaked through the crotch of my panties and soaked the crotch of my jeans.

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Each time I returned from one of these heavy petting sessions I would seduce my husband, hoping for the return of the animalistic fuck that I was yearning for. Instead I only got the traditional in and out screw that had become all too common for us. When we first got married, Shane was usually very attentive to my needs and could eat my pussy like a porn star, but lately, due to his studies, I haven't been getting the kind of attention my pussy needed. My pussy felt neglected and needed that kind of love making again. I never discussed my feelings with Shane so he had no idea that our relationship was in trouble as he continued with his family-man status quo.

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A week later the unit at work was being reorganized and a party for the employees was being arranged at a local hotel.

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Bitch in Heat

Part-2-of-6

Company Party

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A week later the unit at work was being reorganized and a party for the employees was being arranged at a local hotel. Rooms were reserved for those who didn't want to drive home, however I knew what Tyler had in mind when he told me about the room with a wink. Shane knew something was up that night by the way I primped and polished myself. All the while I was showering and shaving my pussy, I thought of my new lover's cock pushing against my freshly shaved puffy lips as he hoped to stretch me into orgasm after orgasm. By the end of my shower my pussy was dripping wet in anticipation of the night's festivities. I ignored my kids and husband as I slipped a short silky sundress over my freshly powdered body and let it cling to my firm naked body. I was not wearing a bra, so my dark nipples topping my perky breasts were very evident through the thin fabric.
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Admiring myself in the mirror, I slipped on my favorite patent leather ‘fuck-me’ high heels that have a single, slim ankle strap. What makes them so sexy is the strap gives them a bondage essence. It's like I’m ‘tied’ in my shoes so to speak. They are very nice for a guy to fantasizing about how he'd like to tie me up. I knew that I was going to turn heads and cause some hard cocks that evening. The dress was so short that any bending over would expose my nice ass. I figured that for appearances sake I should at least wear something relatively decent out of the house. But even though I was wearing regular panties now, in my purse I had a g-string for later wearing. Shane's mouth dropped open when he saw what I was wearing to go to an employee party, confirming his suspicions of my intentions. Had I been thinking of my marriage and kids I would have stayed home when Shane asked me not to go, but I was determined to have a good time. I was feeling so neglected that I thought I deserved a good time no mater what the cost.
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I met the gang in the hotel lounge and had a few drinks while we waited for the band to start playing. A small group of us went up to one of the rooms for a few drinks and a little smoke. Thanks to the primo smoke I was soon feeling loose and uninhibited. I excused myself from a drinking game and went to the bathroom to change my panties. I took out the thin piece of silk from my purse and replaced the briefs I had on for Shane's benefit. My husband loves to go out with me when I only wear a thong but I wasn't with him tonight. Knowing he would object, I slipped the patch of flimsy fabric up my firm legs and positioned it over my little turf of silken pubic hair that I’d left on my snatch just above my slit. After adjusting the straps to fit nice and comfortable between my firm ass cheeks, I returned to the group just as they were leaving to go back down to the lounge again.

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Back in the lounge the band had started playing so I danced with all the guys, all of who loved my dress and the way it moved as I danced. Their hard boners that kept pressing against my thighs showed their appreciation. This was from mostly married guys that I never thought would have been attracted to me, but in this atmosphere and my present state of sobriety I was enjoying this attention. I kept raising the sexual tension in the room as I continued to flirt and tease those around me. Tyler and I danced to a slow song, and when he ground his firmness against me it sent waves of lust through my veins. In a dark corner of the dance floor he slipped his hand under the back of my skirt and caressed the bare cheeks of my fine ass. Whispering in my ear, Tyler suggested that we go up to his room for another break. I knew what he had in mind and readily agreed to go.
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Separating so that no one would realize that we were together, we met at the elevator. Then in the elevator riding up to the room Tyler pressed his body against mine as he kissed me. He moved down my neck to my chest, and then he pulled down the front of my dress and released a breast. With a contented sigh, he stuck my nipple in his mouth and started sucking. His lustful kisses got me so wet, that after he slipped a hand under my dress and felt my moist panties, with a laugh, he commented on my condition. Turning me around and pulling me close, so that I could feel his hard cock pressed against me, he ran his hands under my dress and grabbed my ass. About half way up to our floor, I was just barely able to put my breast back in place before the door opened and another couple got in. At our floor when we got off the elevator and started down the hallway, Tyler took my arm, pulled me close and kissed me. I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

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Once in his room, we paused a moment for another drink and some more smoke. This poor kid, Tyler was about half drunk and couldn't stop with his compliments and suggestive comments. I was enjoying his advances like a broke whore with a new John. He told me over and over again how he loved my figure and how he noticed the other guys admiring it as well. The dialog had me horny in no time and without thinking I stood up and started to dance by myself.

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As he watched, Tyler's hand went straight to his crotch. The music in the background made my hips sway provocatively as I put on a strip show for my one-man audience. Raising the hem on my dress to reveal my g-string had Tyler stroking his meat through his pants. When I exposed my breasts for him and started to lick and massage them to the music, Tyler got so excited that he pulled out his cock and started jacking off to the rhythm of my movements. Shane always loves to jack off as I danced for him and Tyler was no exception. As my breasts bounced to the music, Tyler licked his lips in anticipation of the taste of my nipples.

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Letting my dress fall to the floor, I stepped out of it and immediately straddled Tyler's lap placing his face in the cleavage of my breasts. His freed hands were fondling my ass that was outlined by tiny strings and pulling my hips further onto his engorged member. My scantly covered pussy could easily feel the hardness of his shaft as his movements had my cunt moving across his length sending me to a new level of wetness. He continued his assault on my breasts with me on my knees straddling his lap, and with a free hand he was rubbing his cock against my panty- clad pussy. My clit was so swollen that his rubbing of my silk covered slit had me squirming with orgasm.

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Then Tyler commented on my wetness and asked to see my love box. Standing up, I seductively slipped the thongs off my hips and down my shapely legs. Leaving my heels on I strutted in front of him like a dancer getting read for a lap dance. Tyler was still stroking his cock as he watched me perform for him again. My pussy lips were so hot, wet and protruding so proudly that Tyler wanted a closer look. I walked over to him and stood there touching my own breasts as Tyler gently rubbed my ass, then moving around to my inner thighs and eventually finding his was up to the wetness of my waiting pussy.
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Grabbing my butt, Tyler pulled me forward and placed his mouth on my drenched pussy. With a sigh, he told me how he loved a shaved pussy and how good I tasted. He said that he’d been dreaming of my snatch for the last few weeks. Getting into the spirit of things, I had Tyler lay on his back on the carpet. Then I knelt over his chest and sat on his face, giving him the full access to my fuck cave. In this 69-position I grabbed his hard cock and eagerly sucked into it.
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Tyler soon found my swollen clit and as he concentrated on it with each swirl of his tongue I became wetter and wetter. Being tongue fucked by this stud had my pussy on fire. I pushed down on his face trying to get his tongue deep in the sensitive folds of my pussy. In no time his attention to my underside was indescribable forcing myself on his lips. The wiggling I was doing on his face had his other head ready to cum. As I leaned forward and took him in my mouth I felt his eruption building in his balls as a hot stream of spunk pumped its way down my throat. Hearing his moans, I was assured that I still could satisfy any man anytime I chose and that is coincidentally exactly what my husband, Shane had always told me, now I know first hand.

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Pulling me to my feet, Tyler led me over and gently laid me down on the bed. Lying down beside me, he took me in his arms and kissed me, letting our tongues meet. As our kisses grew more passionate our breathing also grew more intense. By now our bottoms were working up against each other and I could feel an intense warmness down there. I shuddered as he slid his hands across my naked bottom and up my back. As we kissed our hands became more active and before I knew it I was grinding my mound against his swollen cock. His whimpering little moans said it all.

Its funny, in lust filled passion Tyler and I had done everything possible with each other that it was possible to do with a tongue. But now that it came to the ultimate sex act it was as if there was an aura of innocence about surrounding it and suddenly we were both being sensitive and gentle.

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Without warning I quickly positioned myself and pulled Tyler on top of me. Our lips and then our tongues quickly met and I could feel his male hardness pressing against me. Reaching down, I took his cock and began to massage it. As I became aroused, I quickly moved the head toward my wet opening. As his cock moved against me I thrust my hips forward gasping as I did so. My hands locked on his bottom and he knew this was the moment we both had been thinking about from the start. I felt him penetrating into my warm wetness. As shocks of electricity swept through my body, I lunged upward taking him completely inside. He slid his arms up under me and pressed his chest firmly against my heaving breasts.

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In heated passion our bodies began to sway and melt together in a dance as old as Eve and the Garden of Eden. We quickly found a rhythm that sent us reeling into a deeper passion. We kissed deeply as he stroked in and out of me. Soon my body began to tense and tremble and Tyler knew that I was ready to explode. When he drove deep within my confines and I felt his cock begin to pulse, oozing drops of pre-cum into my warmth. "Do me all the way," I panted, "Do me good." With that Tyler could no longer contain himself and exploded filling me with every ounce he could muster. My body trembled with my own explosive orgasm and we clutched each other so tightly we seemed to be just one solid mass of lustful flesh.

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I pushed my embroiled pussy hard against Tyler engulfing every inch of his hardness deep inside me. He pushed back hard wanting to go in deeper than either of us thought possible. I gasped suddenly, panting I pulled him harder against me, unleashing another powerful orgasm causing me to jerk hard against him. He pulled back and slammed hard against me suddenly feeling like he could explode again. Totally unaware of anything but his pulsing body, Tyler pounded harder and deeper into my beautiful womanhood. As he felt my fingers dig into the flesh of his shoulders, he exploded. Powerful convulsions rocked our bodies as we ground our pubic bones into each other. Our combined wetness oozed down the insides of my thighs and beads of perspiration slid off of both our hot sultry bodies. I pulled him tighter as my body shook and trembled from still another orgasm.

After what seemed like an eternity Tyler felt my body start to relax. We rolled over, him still inside of me and lay for a long time letting the air cool our bodies. Occasionally Tyler gently stroked my hair as I lay limply on top of him. After quite some time had gone by I brought a smile to Tyler’s lips when he heard me whisper softly, "I wish this moment would never end". Somehow we both thought to ourselves that this moment truly would never end. After all how could either of us ever forget something so wonderful?

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Again to avoid suspicion, we left separately. After giving Tyler time to get down to the lobby, I opened the hotel room door to leave. As I stepped out there was…

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Bitch in Heat

Part-3-of-6

The Stranger

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Again to avoid suspicion, we left separately. After giving Tyler time to get down to the lobby, I opened the hotel room door to leave. As I stepped out there was a very handsome gentleman walking by. A quick glance told me that he was about 40, a little under 6-feet with blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. I don’t know if it was my well fucked look or not, but as soon as he looked in my eyes, he stepped forward and kissed me. Pushing me back into the room, when he reached out and took me by the arm, I whispered feebly, “If you don’t take your hands off me, I’ll…but I didn't mean it, and we both knew it. As my threat trailed off as his lips brushed mine.

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“Open your eyes,” he demanded. “Look at me when I kiss you,” he growled as his lips crushed mine. I could hear my own heartbeat raging in my chest as his lips ruthlessly ravaged me. I discovered tastes, endless masculine flavors as our tongues explored each other with equal urgency.

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"Take your hands off of me,” I protested feebly. With a laugh, the stranger possessively led me over and put me on the bed. Then I submissively lay there and let him stripped off my clothes. My firm, stiff-nippled breasts wobbled tantalizingly as he pulled down my dress. With a contented sigh, the stranger paused to nurse on my breasts, to take my erect red nipples deeply between his lips. Despite myself I whimpered with incestuous lust and desire.

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Off came my shoes, and then my dress was pulled off my hips, down my legs and thrown carelessly on to the floor. Last my sopping wet thong panties. Then once I was completely naked, the stranger said, "Draw 'em up, bitch."
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"No, this isn’t right. I don’t even know you."
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A bolt of lightening arced through my body, going straight to my pussy as he swatted me on my naked butt, "I said draw 'em up,” he snapped.

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Then shamefully, I, a neglected sex starved slut obediently did as the stranger ordered. I drew my knees up against my chest, spreading them, completely opening my wet, throbbing, curly-haired pussy for the invasion of his big cock. And, a big cock it was, 9- uncut inches with a massive purple head. With a grin, he crawled between my legs, mounting me. Taking my wrist, he put my hand on his throbbing cock. Instinctively tightening my fingers around it, I fitted the big purple head of his cock between the pouting lips of my very tight pussy.
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"Man, I've really got a hot load," he panted. "I'm gonna cum so fucking hard that I'll probably knock you off the bed!"
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I didn't answer. I was too busy looking down, excitedly watching his immense cock boring into my pussy. As he pumped in and out of me, his stiff cock stretched and expanded my pussy to the limit, making the velvety walls clasp and grip exquisitely around the invading thickness of his powerful manhood.

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For months I'd fantasized about this, about again feeling a huge cock slamming back into my pussy. Now it was deep inside me again, boring deep inside my pussy. Shamelessly, I stared wiggling and humping, slamming my horny, itchy pussy up and down the satisfying stiffness of his cock.
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"Yes, oh god, yes, it feels so good," I panted. "Fuck me. Ugh! Fuck this bitch’s horny pussy! Fill me with your hot cum.”

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Lifting my long legs up high and draping my ankles over the stranger’s shoulders, I completely opened my gooey pussy for the impaling shaft of his fantastic cock. He braced his knees on the bed, looming over me and supporting his weight on straight arms, as he continued fucking me. Rhythmically he fucked my tightly grasping pussy, pumping his big cock in and out of me.

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"Faster, faster! Fuck my pussy faster!" I gasped as I humped up to meet his down strokes, my firm breasts bouncing and shivering, undulating every time the stranger slammed his gigantic cock into my body. "Ugh! Oh, shit, you son of a bitch, you've really got a big one! Give me a good fucking now! Harder, honey, harder! Fuck my pussy until I can't even walk!"
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Experiencing the luscious tightness of my pussy, the stranger moaned in ecstasy. Now his cock was all the way inside me, buried to the balls. I felt completely overwhelmed by the size of his enormous shaft. It stuffed my belly, reaching much further into the depths of my womb than any cock that I’d ever had. Caught up in the excitement of fucking me this horny stranger started working his ass rapidly on top of me, pumping his big cock in and out of the velvety sheath of my pussy.

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"Do you like the way I’m fucking you, bitch?" he panted. "Do you want me to fuck you harder? Do you like the way I fuck your tight, juicy little pussy?"

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"Oh yes, baby," I squealed as I started bucking my hips in a frenzy, eager for harder, deeper thrusting of his wonderfully big cock. "Fuck me, baby. My pussy's so juicy! Ugh! Harder, honey, please do it harder! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, I need a good cum so much!"
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The stranger sprawled flat on top of my naked body, crushing my firm breasts under his chest. When I wrapped my legs around his waist, he started fucking my pussy as fast as he could. In and out his huge cock sawed, thrusting deep invading my womb. I humped and shuddered beneath him, grimacing and twisting my head from side to side, like a bitch in heat, overwhelmed by the ecstasy of being fucked by his gigantic cock.

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“Ooooooh, Ooooooh, I’m cumming!” I gasped, almost shouting out the words. "Harder, damn you! Oh god, fuck me harder! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" I screamed as my pussy suddenly spasmed violently in the throes of a powerful orgasm. Clutching it like a vice, my pussy was spewing juice onto the stranger’s hammering cock, sucking the aching stiffness of his huge, pounding cock. The stranger kept fucking me as hard as possible, his balls slamming against me with each down stroke, relentlessly drilling his cock into the depths of my pussy.

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My orgasm lasted for nearly a full minute straight. When it was over, the stranger was still brutally ramming his big cock deep into my belly as hard as he could. He hadn't cum yet. To satisfy my lust for orgasms, he’d kept himself from filling my belly with his hot, spewing seed until after I’d orgasmed. Which meant, I quickly realized, that I could suck it out of his big cock instead.

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"T-t-take it out," I panted, deeply ashamed of what I longed to do next. "Please, stop fucking my pussy and take it out."

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"No, I’ve gotta cum," he grunted.

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"I know, baby. But, I... I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to suck your big cock. Please, I want to suck your cock so bad."
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The stranger stopped humping and smiled knowingly down at me as he slid his throbbing cock out of my pussy and rose from the bed. He stood up, his cock pulsing as he waited for me to get on my knees in front of him. When I got my breath, I did just that, I submissively slid off the bed and down onto my knees at his feet. I was red faced with shame because it made me feel like even more of a slut to be kneeling like this in front of a stranger. A prisoner of my own lust, I stared hungrily at the huge cock throbbing only inches from my face. Then I gripped it in my fist, sliding my hand down to the base to hold it in position. With a demure little smile, I looked up at the stranger’s face as I leaned forward and slowly engulfed the head of his raging erection into my warm mouth. I was so excited that it wasn’t long until his cock was balls deep in my hot sucking mouth.

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Grabbing me cruelly by the hair and driving his cock a little deeper in my mouth, the stranger moaned, "Suck it good, bitch.... Drain my balls!"
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I sighed contentedly as I sucked on the stranger’s big cock, flicking my tongue across the pee-hole to lap up the oozing pre-cum. His cock head was already very fat and puffy, with more pre-cum oozing out every second. My pussy got itchy again as I thought of how much cum was churning around in his balls, and of how cum would soon be flooding down my throat.

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"Damn bitch, you’re such a fucking slut. You really like sucking my cock don't you?" he laughed. I didn't answer; I was too busy loudly and wetly sucking his tasty cock. I was so mesmerized by sucking his cock that I couldn’t hear anything but my own slurping, and smacking sound. As the sound of my cock sucking vibrated through the bedroom, the stranger’s cock grew even stiffer, banging against the roof of my mouth with each stroke. Quickly thrusting my left hand between my thighs, I started rubbing my wet pussy. Shamelessly I fingering myself as I continued to sucked the stranger’s hard cock at the same time.
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My mouth stretched to near bursting, was distorted obscenely as I struggled to accommodate the blood-engorged thickness of this guy's cock between my lips. Bobbing my head, my blonde tresses bouncing on my shoulders, I urgently fucked his cock with my mouth. Tightening my fingers around the base of his cock, I started moving my hand up and down its shaft harder than before. Caught up in my obscene lust I urgently whipped my right hand up and down the pulsing stalk of his cock.
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"Gonna shoot it,” he gasped.

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"Suck it, bitch. Suck my fucking cock! God, you're a great cocksucker! Oh, fuck, cumming now!" Suddenly yanking back, the stranger laughed as his giant cock started spewing, spraying rich gobs of hot cum all over my face. His cum felt like molten lava as it splashed against and oozed down my face. Many women would have been shamed by getting a stranger’s cum on their face, but not me, I guess I am one of those rare women who actually love cum. I love watching it squirt out of a guy’s cock, any guy. The best view is when my face is close to it, so yeah, cum happens to get on my face. I tried to catch it in my mouth, but I just wasn’t quick enough and it land on my face. I love to swallow and I love the taste of cum so for me, cumming on my face is a bit of a waste when I'd prefer he just shoot it right in my mouth, so I was ecstatic when he clutched my head with both hands, and lunged forward, cramming his cock between my lips and back down my cock-loving throat.

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"Suck it, slut,” he laughed as I feverishly I nursed the rest of his gooey white cum out of his cock, splashing on my tonsils, and running down my throat. I clung shamelessly to the huge, squirting cock, jacking and sucking it, feeling my belly filing up with hot salty cum.
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When the sticky white goo stopped blasting out of his gigantic hard cock, I popped his big, wet cock out of my mouth. As I stared, mesmerized, at the big plum shaped knob on the end of his cock, the stranger whispered, “God did it feel good to cum on your face. It made me feel like a real stud.” Smiling up at him, I scooped up his cum as it oozed down face with my finger and then licked it clean. Watching me lick my fingers, the stranger said, “I’ve never seen anyone who was as much into my cum as you are.”

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Bitch in Heat

Part-4-of-6

Consequences

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When I got home the next morning, Shane was waiting for me. He suspected what had happened when he found my panties in my purse. I felt so guilty, about my behavior, that I confessed to my husband some of what had taken place the last few weeks. He was so angry at first that I thought my marriage and family were destroyed.
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Shane asked why, but didn’t accept my explanation or my promise not to stray again. Instead, Shane responded quite unexpectedly. To my surprise he literally shredded my dress when he ripped it off my body right there by the front door. As I stood there in nothing but my ‘fuck-me’ high heels, he grabbed me by the hair and yanked me off my feet. Then he literally dragged me naked through the house to our bedroom.

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I was glad that I was still wearing my high heels, because it allowed for a more comfortable stance when Shane bound my hands to a hook in the ceiling of our walk-in closet. After forcing my cum-soaked panties in my mouth for a gag, Shane grabbed a ping-pong paddle off the shelf and started paddling my naked butt. He was so angry that each swat was accompanied by vile names like bitch, slut and things of that nature. I wanted to plead with him to stop but all I could do was moan around my gag.

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Then my cheeks redden when I looked over Shane’s shoulder and saw Wesley, my pubescent son standing just outside our opened bedroom door, watching his daddy spanking me. Even though he was 17, Wesley was a late bloomer and his balls hadn’t dropped yet. I couldn’t believe the look of lust on his face as he watched the paddle smacking against my naked butt.

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His anger spent, Shane wordless, gave me one last swat on the ass and then stalked out, closing the closet door behind him. The darkness only heightened my fear as I hung there contemplating my fate. I’d wanted Shane’s attention, but this was a side of him that I’d never seen before and I fearfully thought that this might not be the attention that I wanted.

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Although it felt like hours, I couldn’t have been hanging there any more than 30-minutes, when the closet door opened a crack and someone slipped in. when the light came on I found myself looking at Wesley. “Oh god,’ I thought, “My son has came to rescue me.” As I stared at him in hope, I realized that he was staring at me in return. I shuddered as his eyes slowly traveled up and down my naked body, stopping at my crotch. Stepping nervously forward, he slowly raised his hand and timidly touched my warm flesh. After stroking my firm stomach, a couple of times, his hand moved nervously up and touched my breasts. He giggled and grabbed both my breasts when my sensitive nipples started hardening. He was young and inexperienced, so when he got to my nipples he pinched them too hard. He may not have bruised them but he brought tears to my eyes. From my nipples, he moved down to my naked body and around to my sore butt. His touch was almost reverent as he touched and fondled the firm cheeks of my naked butt. His fingers were like a soft whisper as they danced lovingly across my warm naked flesh. I shivered as a finger traced the crease when my legs connected to my ass. My flesh shivered with passion as his warm lips lovingly touched my bare flesh.

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All I could think as Wesley moved around and timidly touched my slit with his finger was, “That’s were you came from, son.” Obviously he’d never seen a pussy before, because he had no idea how to treat one. After leaning forward and inhaling my aroma, he grabbed my delicate lips and forced them open. Not knowing what he was seeing or what he was looking far, he wrenched my delicate lips open so far that I whimpered. Curious about the dampness, he released my lips and roughly stuck his fingers in. he was so rough with his fingers that I flinched away and whimpered around my gag.

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Suddenly angry that I pulled away, Wesley grabbed the ping-pong paddle from where Shane had laid it. Then emulating his father, he called me a stupid cunt, as he swatted me hard on my naked butt. As he warmed to the task, he continued to follow his father’s led by calling me a slut, a bitch, and all the other nasty school yard names that he could think of, as he administered about 4 or 5-painful swats to my now tender butt cheeks.

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Breathing hard and his eyes almost glazed over with lust, Wesley just stood there and stared. Then turning out the light, he disappeared back through the door as mysteriously as he’d entered.

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What seemed like an eternity later, the door was thrown open and Shane came stomping back in. As he untied my wrists he pushed me up against the wall, and passionately kissed my panty filled mouth as his fingers found my exposed clit and began to work their magic. With his other hand he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back so he could kiss my long regal neck. Within a minute I was writhing against the wall as he continued to stimulate me. Then he stepped back and snapped, “On your knees bitch.”

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Fearfully I obediently dropped to my knees at his feet. Grabbing my hair hard enough to bring tears to my eyes, Shane wrenched the gag out of my mouth and replaced it with his thick and beautiful cock. Taking him all the way into my mouth, I began to massage his balls with one hand. "That's a good girl, work that cock,” he snarled as he grabbed my head, forcing his cock all the way down my throat, again and again. Soon my eyes started to water and I began to gag. As I sucked his cock, Shane told me that, “I’m going to devote the rest of the weekend to teaching you your place.” At least he was gentler than Wesley as he kneaded my breasts.

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Then pulling me back to my feet, Shane kissed me as he pushed me back against the wall; his fingers once again found my g-spot. Instinctively, my legs began to close as the pressure intensified.

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Then to my surprise Shane buckled a collar around my neck and threw me to the floor and snarled, “Crawl, bitch.” As he made me crawl from the closet to our bed, he told me that if I was going to act like a bitch in heat, he was going to treat me like a bitch in heat. Throwing me on the bed, Shane crawled between my legs and fucked me with a vengeance. Soon my legs were wrapped around his waist and my ass was bouncing off the bed, meeting him stroke for stroke. As our bodies clashed in mutual pleasure, I looked over his shoulder and saw Wesley standing by the door watching his father fuck me. Too far gone to care, I screamed through the throes of a massive orgasm.

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As Shane flipped me over onto my hands and knees and prepared to mount me dog-style, I glanced in the dresser mirror and saw the reflection of Wesley with his little pubescent cock out stroking it. As if it wasn’t humiliating enough to have my son watching me getting fucked, Shane swatted me on the butt and made me reach back and insert his cock into my pussy. With his fingers twisted angrily in my hair, Shane shoved my face against the mattress and started pounding me dog-style. Our bodies were crashing together so hard that we made a clapping sound.

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The next time I was able to look up, Wesley was standing with his hard little cock only inches from my face. Shane must have seen him about the same time I did, because he laughed real loud and said, “Stick it in her mouth, son.” When I turned my face away, Shane cheerfully yelled, “Grab her hair so she can’t pull away and force it in her mouth.” Following his father’s advice, Wesley grabbed my hair and pulled hard enough to make my eyes water, but I still kept my face turned away. Suddenly I felt a palm smash against my naked butt hard enough to raise a welt. It required a second swat, and then Shane’s hand joining Wesley’s in my hair before my head was forcefully turned and Wesley was able to shove his cock in my mouth.

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As my lips closed around Wesley’s little peter I heard Shane say, “Remember son, all women, even your mother are nothing but stupid fucking cum dumpsters. Good for nothing but fucking.” And to illustrate his point, Shane grabbed my hips and started pounding my pussy again. It was strange having Shane’s huge cock pounding me from behind and Wesley’s little baby peter in my mouth. His little peter was so small that on every in stroke his crotch and balls hit me in the face. Wesley might have been almost hairless and barely 3-inches, but what he lacked in size he was making up for in enthusiasm. With both hands twisted cruelly in my hair and his hips going like crazy, he was giggling, “Suck that cock, slut.”

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Although sucking Wesley’s little peter was an exercise in futility, despite how obnoxious he was acting, it was fun nonetheless. It reminded me of when he was a little baby and I’d playfully suck his little peter when I’d be changing his diaper or giving him a bath. I always had to be careful though because the little dickens liked to pee in my mouth.

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For the next two days Shane, sometimes with Wesley’s help humiliated and abased me in anyway that they could think of, while Shane screwed my pussy every chance he got. Some of his hard-core fucking was driven partly from anger and partly from jealousy; either way my cunt was getting quite a workout from my main man. Shane used his big cock like a weapon to pound and punish me in every position possible, ramming his long rod into me violently at times making me cum long and hard. If I’d known he could and would deliver so well I probably would never have looked elsewhere for what I thought I was missing at home. As it was I found out that I had the best at home the whole time. Sunday night Shane was holding my hips and I was begging him to fuck me hard. As he began to thrust harder and faster he asked me, "Who owns you baby? Who owns your pussy and your mouth and your ass? Tell me..."

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As I began to cum over and over I moaned, "You do, baby. You own me, I belong to you."

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Just as Shane felt himself begin to climax and cum deep in my ass he said, "Yes, bitch, and don't you ever forget it, especially when you’re around those other guys at work. Remember, I own you!" And with that, he erupted, pushing me over the edge so that we climaxed at the same time.

Now Shane is making every effort to fuck me ever chance that he gets and tells me that his only regret now is that he couldn't have been there to watch Tyler fuck me. Ever since this trying time in our relationship Shane has had a new attitude. I am now his sex slave and with the exception of my collar and high-heels, I’m no long allowed to wear clothing in the house. Shane loves it when I exhibit my wares, even encouraging me to flaunt my assets to other men. The most humiliating part is being used to teach Wesley how to dominate women. He’s become so use to seeing me serve his father that he thinks nothing of fondling my pussy, swatting or caressing my naked butt as the mood strikes him, and he thinks its my job to suck his little peters when I tuck them in at night.

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This had been going on for about a month. Shane’s rule about clothing was still in affect so as usual I was naked when I …

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Bitch in Heat

Part-5-of-6

Wesley Becomes a Man

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This had been going on for about a month. Shane’s rule about clothing was still in affect so as usual I was naked when I tucked Wesley in and sucked his cock. Every time I saw Wesley naked, I was concerned about what a late bloomer he was. When by 13 he hadn’t started getting hair and showing other signs of maturing, I’d taken him to the doctors. The doctor gave him a physical and then said there was nothing physically wrong with him, he was just a late bloomer. Even though he had just turned 17, every time I took Wesley’s cock in my mouth, I felt like I was sucking off a little child’s peter, especially since he couldn’t ejaculate yet. This time we both got a surprise. As I was sucking his undersized cock, his pea-sized balls dropped and he had his first orgasm…in my mouth. The experience was so moving and emotionally powerful that Wesley actually cried as I sucked that first load of cum out of his tiny little balls. When he reached out and started stroking my pussy as I continued to suck his stiff little peter after swallowing his first load, I knew that the dynamics of our relationship had changed forever. The manifestation of the change came when I woke him up for breakfast the next morning.

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Flipping back the cover, Wesley sat up on the side of the bed, stretching himself awake; Wesley looked at me and casually said, “I need a blowjob.”

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I answered, “No, what you need is to get up and go to breakfast.”

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Suddenly he smacked me on my naked butt with the palm of his hand hard enough to raise a whelp. When I whirled around to face him, he snarled, “I guess you didn’t hear me, bitch, I said I need a fucking blowjob.”

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Resigned to my fate, I slid down to my knees in front of my naked son and spread his knees apart. As I moved my face toward his crotch so that I could inspect his small cock a little closer, surprisingly my mouth started watering with my need to suck it. Even after last night, I was still concerned about what a late bloomer Wesley was and what a small cock he had for his age and to make matters worse, he had almost no pubic hair. Tenderly I balanced the rubbery, half-swollen nubbin on my fingers, pinching the dark little head lightly. Wesley’s peter immediately began to stiffen in rapid jerks. Soon it was as hard as iron, standing straight out of his hairless crotch, pulsing and jerking uncontrollably up and down in front of my face.

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Shamefully, I lowered my head and slid my son's tiny no longer pubescent cock into my mouth. Wesley had such a little one that it was like sucking his finger, but now that he could cum it somehow felt bigger and more powerful in my mouth. Instead of bobbing my head up and down, I just started sucking, puckering my cheeks to increase the suctioning pressure around his tiny little cock. As I sucked, Wesley's cock tasted so very good as it pulsed rhythmically against the roof of my mouth. My pussy creamed at the thought that I was actually giving head to my own flesh and blood.
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Closing my eyes, I concentrated on the blowjob, on the taste and feel of the tiny cock in my mouth. I started sucking cock much harder, my cheeks reddening with the intensity of my cock sucking. My tongue tirelessly swirled and laved over his head- shaped cock crown, basting it with spit, lapping up the salty cum juice that oozed constantly from the little hole in the tip.
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"Harder," Wesley pleaded, clutching my head with both hands, wincing as he felt the pressure building in his cock. "Uuuuuum!” Feels so good, Mama! Oh, please, keep sucking my cock!"
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As I sucked harder and harder, Wesley’s cock pulsed wildly as it beat on the roof of my mouth. Now, shamelessly, I started bobbing my head up and down, fucking my mouth with my son's stiff cock. So much pre-cum spunk was oozing out of the pee-hole now that I knew his orgasm as only seconds away. Remembering a special trick I knew that helped a man really shoot off big, I impulsively moved my left hand under his hips, and between his writhing ass cheeks. My Wesley's asshole felt tight and hot, and he yelped in surprise as I put my left little finger into it, worming it deep inside the rubbery-sucking ass tunnel. Then I started fucking his asshole while keeping the pressure on his tiny prostate. Wetly my cock stuffed mouth still clung to his cock, sucking as hard as I could.
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That was all Wesley needed. Within seconds he was screaming to the world, "I'm cumming, Mom! Oh fuck, cummmiinnnggg!" then his tiny cock started spraying out juice. Hot gobs of rich, salty jism blasted out of his boner, vaulting onto the roof of my mouth, running down my throat. Ever the proud mother, I mewled happily as my mouth was drenched with the salty outpouring of my late blooming son's cum cream.
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As a mother, I couldn’t be prouder; his cum was rich and delicious, the best tasting cock juice I'd ever sucked out of a cock in my life. Deliriously, I clung to my son's erupting hard-on, sucking and jacking on it, shuddering as the cum juice sprayed onto my tonsils, giving me the full belly of cock milk I'd craved from the beginning.

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"Oh Mama! Mama, that was so good!"

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That evening I was still down on my knees from giving Wesley his nightly blowjob, when he gulped nervously and stuttered that he wanted to fuck me, but he didn’t know how. Rising wantonly to my feet, I stared at my child's little pussy-pleaser I realized that even though it had only been a couple of months since Wesley’s balls started working, his cock was starting to grow. It wasn’t as large as his father’s, but was still a little more respectable size than before. Then I figured that things would go better for all concerned if I went ahead and taught him. Once my decision was made, I stretched out on my back on the bed, ready to teach my son how to fuck.

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When I motioned him forward, Wesley nodded and nervously moved against me, his wet cock throbbing on my thigh. Hungrily he lowered his face to my creamy-white breasts, sucking one stiff nipple deeply between his lips. Groaning with pleasure, I cupped his head, and let him slurp on my breasts as much as he liked. "You like sucking Mama's breasts, don't you, baby? Does it remind you of when you were a little boy, honey? I'll bet you wish you could suck hot milk out of Mama's breasts like you did when you were a baby?”
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Wesley nodded as he eagerly went from breast to breast, sucking on my erect nipples. The joy of breast-feeding finally seemed to be too much for him. Abruptly he raised his head, and then he made a clumsy attempt to crawl up between my splayed thighs and to put his cock in my pussy.
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"Not so fast, darling," I giggled. "Be a good boy, and just kneel between my legs. Mama will teach you all about fucking."
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Obeying his mother, Wesley knelt with his rigid little cock pulsing over my damp slit. With a knowing smile of anticipation, I wiggled my hot little ass into a good humping position. Next I cocked my girlish legs as high as I could, until my knees were nearly up to my shoulders, and my dripping-wet, pouty-lipped pussy was wide open for my son. Taking a hold of his cock and drawing him forward with it, I nudged the tip between the lips and into my wet pussy.

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"Now, honey, go ahead, its time to fuck your mother."
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Wesley spread his knees between my legs and leaned forward, supporting his shoulders on straight arms. He looked down, between our bodies and watched his still tiny little cock going into his mother's snug, clinging pussy. Eagerly he started to thrust with his ass, driving his tiny cock into my pussy. As tight as my pussy was, poor Wesley's cock was so small that him fucking me was like banging the inside of a gallon bucket with a teaspoon. I whimpered and bit my lip to keep from embarrassing him by laughing. Instead I concentrated on my wiggling, humping motions, doing my best to help my inexperienced son shove his cock all the way up my pussy.
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"Does it feel good, Wesley? You like fucking Mama, don't you? Do you like the way Mama's pussy sucks your big cock?"
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Wesley nodded. A fast learner, the horny little bastard was already catching on to the rhythm of fucking. Flexing his ass cheeks, Wesley drove his tiny cock as deep into my pussy as it would go. His little cock was so short that when he’d ram it into me, we would smack together with a clapping sound. I looked down again, still excited at seeing his tiny cock disappearing between the clinging, swollen lips of my very horny pussy.

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"Now ram it in, Wesley," I panted. Knowing how fragile the male ego is especially when it comes to the size of his cock, I did everything I could to make Wesley think that he was hung like a stallion. "Don't worry about hurting me. Mama loves getting fucked hard. Shove it in, honey, right now!"
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Wesley collapsed on top of me, crushing my firm breasts. His hips came down hard, spearing every inch of his immense tiny cock into the welcoming wet tightness of my pussy. Then he started fucking me hard and fast, overcome with his own eagerness, panting on my shoulder as he rammed his cock rapidly in and out of my wet, spasming pussy.
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"That's a good boy,” I panted, as I threw my legs up and locked them around his waist. Then I started humping my ass in a frenzy of fuck passion, eagerly pistoning my throbbing pussy onto his tiny cock. "Uggh! Mama loves your cock, honey! Ugh! Oh, please, oh, shit, fuck me with it! Mama's pussy is so horny! Fuck your mother, fuck your mother hard!"

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Wesley’s dazed expression showed that he liked fucking his mother's tight pussy even more than he liked having his cock sucked. He started fucking harder and harder, his cock pulsing inside my pussy, the poor little abbreviated thing just barely reaching past my lips. Knowing that Wesley was so naïve that he wouldn’t know what I was doing, I reached between our bodies and started furiously fingering my clit. Used to man size cocks, my pussy was barely able to even feel my son’s small cock, as it sucked and spasmed uncontrollably with delight at having my finger action.

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"You're making Mama cum, honey! Ugh! Really hard now, Wesley! Move your ass! Fuck your mother just as hard as you can!"
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With a pitiful roar, Wesley abandoned all restraint, as he feverishly pounding his stiff little cock into the gooey sheath of my pussy. Then my naked son and I were humping in rhythmic unison, fast and hard, oblivious to everything in the world except for the intense pleasure of his little cock slamming in and out of my wet, tight, curly-haired pussy.

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"I'm cumming, Wesley!" I screamed as our bellies were slammed madly together and the bed springs squeaked obscenely with the torrid energy of our wild humping. "Ugh! Harder, lover! Fuck your horny mother! I'm cumming, Cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
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It was one of the most violent orgasms that I've ever had in my life, even if I …

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Bitch in Heat

Part-6-of-6

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It was one of the most violent orgasms that I've ever had in my life, even if I did give it to myself. As my fingers continued to dance, my pussy rippled uncontrollably into another orgasm, spasming and contracting around my underdeveloped son’s hammering cock.
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"Oh, Mom! I'm cumming again, Mom!" wailed Wesley as he started fucking harder than ever, his cock as hard as steel, as he guided me, his naked mother, through the intensity of my orgasm. Suddenly I felt the cum juice flooding out of Wesley’s raging cock, spraying torrentially into my pussy. Deeply it blasted into my pussy, soothing the itchy inner walls with a creamy tide of jizz.

"That's a good boy," I panted. "Yes, you can cum in Mama's pussy. Go ahead, baby, shoot out all that hot cum!" Then I flexed my fucking muscles, shamelessly making my tight pussy nurse every droplet of cock juice out of Wesley’s aching cock. Wesley kept fucking and cumming, until he drained his balls completely in his mother's pussy. Then Wesley sprawled flat on top of me, his cock still stiff and throbbing in my pussy.
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Once we caught our breath, I told Wesley, “It’s time to clean up your mess, baby.”

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“What mess?”

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“This mess,” I said as I spread my legs. When Wesley looked down, besides cum seeping out and oozing down my thighs, my pussy had a mess of cum matted up in my little turf of pussy hair.

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Unhesitatingly, Wesley almost dove between my legs. As he brought his smiling face to my crotch, there was no way he could miss the ever-present aroma of cum wafting up into the room. Wesley’s mouth began to seek out my pussy. He quickly pressed his mouth to my cum slick slit and began to suck. He was rewarded with a still warm gush of tangy cum. I could tell that he was pleased. I doubt if he’d ever tasted cum before but from the eager way that he was licking he thought that it tasted good. Crazily, I held his head while he lapped the warm creamy cum from my throbbing pussy. Between the two of us we’d cum quite a bit, so Wesley had to swallow quite a few times.

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Things settled down after that. I was still a sex slave and always naked inside the house. But, now besides Shane fucking me all the time, Wesley was added to the mix. I think that Wesley loved me naked even more than his father did. A blowjob and a fuck became the custom when I tucked him in at night. Actually things were coming along pretty good with Wesley. Not only was his cock finally growing, he was an adept pupil and was getting quite good at making me cum. And, he never neglected to clean up his mess.

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He really gets off on my collar. He likes to clip a leash on it and take me for evening walks. It’s very humiliating. After a few times old man Jones from across the street must have seen us. Because now I see him lurking around in the bushes trying to get a peek while we’re walking. He’s even so bold that he uses binoculars.

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The only rough spot was one afternoon when Shane came home and caught me with my clothes still on and he didn’t except just getting home from work as an excuse.

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My punishment wasn't very big because Shane said that it was more of a warning than punishment. Later while it was still light, Shane dropped me off about 3 miles from our house without any clothes on, and told me to get home the best I could. When he left me there I was very scared. I quickly ran into an alley area to try to hide. I knew it was going to be hard to get home. My only hope was to find a Good Samaritan that would take me home. Naturally, I wasn't that lucky.
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I eventually got a guy to come over and I gave him a ‘song-and-dance’ about how I lost my clothes. I asked him to take me home. He said he would help me but he seemed to think what I needed was a good fuck instead of a ride home. He was right of course because I always need a good fuck but it wasn’t what I needed the most right then. When he was done, instead of giving me a ride home, he thanked me for a good fuck and wished me good luck. He was laughing as he left. I was so glad he wore a condom.
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Slightly worried now, I decided to just start running fast and not stop. This worked for a while and I’d made it about half way home before a pickup pulled in front of me and cut me off. When 3-biker type guys in faded Levis and heavy boots got out I was scared. I have had sex with a lot of guys before but it was always consensual and even if it got a little rough, I knew that I was safe. I wasn't safe here.

They threw me in the back of the truck. I begged them not to hurt me. They laughed and said they were going to split me in half with their cocks but that was it. I relaxed some and begged them to wear condoms. They called me a dirty whore and told me not to worry that they would wear them. That hurt my feelings because I am not dirty but I kept my mouth shut because I was getting what I wanted that they would wear condoms.

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Because they were holding me face down in the bed of the pick-up, I didn’t know where they took me. Only that it was some place in the woods. The driver backed his truck into an obscure corner of the clearing. Once we were parked, they seemed uncertain about what to do next. Finally they pulled me upright between them and started feeling up my body. I was like putty in their hands, giggling and putting up no resistance to them. Then the guy in the tight black Harley t-shirt over a boxers build that skimmed just under 6-feet, said "are we going to fuck her or not?" When I looked at his handsome face, with crinkles in the corners of light blue eyes and sun-bleached hair that curled riotously down to his collar, I thought, ‘god, I hope he does more than fuck me. I hope he ravages my body. Any nervousness on my part was quickly replaced by hunger and need. Against my will, my lust grew with every kiss, lick, and touch. Grabbing my hair, the Harley t-shirt guy, kissed me full on the lips. With one hand on the back of my neck, the other found and rubbed the outer lips of my pussy. There was no resistance; instead I submissively spread my legs. His lips were so busy that he could say nothing.

With his 2-buddies sitting on the side rails watching, the Harley t-shirt guy began with soft warm kisses, pausing only momentarily to suckle my erect nipples. His lips kissed the soft warm flesh, stopping to lick and taste each nipple. The insatiable fire within me was beginning to burn out of control. Each lick brought an involuntary twitch of my thighs. Suddenly two more sets of hands joined him in exploring my body more intimately, squeezing and sucking my breasts, pinching my nipples and fingering my pussy. At one time all three of them had fingers up inside me, causing me to arch my back and lift my bottom off the bed of the pickup.

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I moaned quite loudly and this seemed to be the signal they were waiting for. They all unzipped their jeans and took out their swollen cocks. All were virtually erect and looked quite large and menacing. Two of them moved on either side of me, holding one leg each and pulled them up, so that they stretched my legs really wide so that my pussy was gaping open for their use.

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Holding his cock, the Harley t-shirt guy slipped between my thighs, and rubbed it up and down my wet slit. Caught up in my lust, I reached out and started massaging his hard cock. I watched helpless as his large cock roughly pierce my lips and disappear into my gaping pussy. Once in, he moved rapidly, his hips rising up and down as he took his pleasure between my legs. At the same time biting my breasts and nipples. In a matter of minutes, he let out a wild moan and cummed deep in my pussy.

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Catching his breath, he got off of me and took over one of the leg holding positions. The guy he'd replaced immediately moved between my thighs and started fucking me. He didn't last long either, like the first guy, he was only interested in his own gratification. And in a few moments he too cummed and pulled out of me. His cock was slimy as he pulled out and it was already shrinking. The last guy then took his pleasure in a like fashion, humping away like a frenzied animal. I grunted and groaned, as the two holding my legs apart swore and cursed away, laughing and urging the guy who was fucking me to "fuck the slut good and hard".

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When the 3-rd guy finished, I heard one of them grunt, “Lets have a second round.’ I wasn’t surprised; the Harley t-shirt guy already had another hard-on. This time, instead of between my legs, he moved to my head. Cradling my head in his hands, he quite literally fed me his cum coated cock. Then he began moving in and out of my mouth, quite gently at first, but becoming more selfish as he neared his climax. My hand come up and I rubbed his cock as I sucked him off. As his eyes clouded up, he took my hair in his fist and violently pumped in and out of my helpless mouth. As his kinky pubic hair slammed against my bruised lips, he nearly screamed as he cummed inside my mouth. As he withdrew, I could feel his cum dribbling out of the corner of my mouth, so much for their promise to wear condoms.

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Another guy replaced the Harley t-shirt guy one and he too got nicely sucked off.

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When it was the third guy’s, he decided to fuck me again saying he preferred it to a blowjob. Grabbing me, turned me facedown on the pick-up bed, and then pulled me back onto the tailgate so that my feet were on the ground. Then he took me frantically from behind.

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When he had finished, the Harley t-shirt guy, who’d been whacking off while he watched, pulled me back onto the bed. Turning me over he sat down astride my chest. He continuing to jack off, he pulled and stretched my erect nipples with his free hand, until finally letting fly with a surprisingly powerful spray of cum all over my breasts and face.

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Laughing like naughty little boys, the other two guys crowded around and added their cum to my face. God, I loved it. I couldn't help it there is just nothing like being dominated and used by a man. I love it even when I'm being raped.

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After they were sated, the guys agreed to drive me home but I think it was just because they wanted to know where I lived. When we got there, they pulled me out of the back of the truck and unceremoniously dumped me on the front porch and then rang the doorbell. When Shane answered the door and looked down at me and asked me if I learned my lesson. I told him yes. Then not only did he thank them for bring me home, but he made me thank them as well.
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I guess things were back to normal, because as I walked up the hall on the way to a nice hot shower, I heard Wesley asking his father if he could borrow me for his birthday party. I’d forgotten that next week was his 18-th birthday… Oh, well, that’s another story.

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The end…

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