Thursday, October 8, 2009

word-(blackmail m/m-m/m 69-blowjobs-swallowing-eating pussy-m/f dog-style)-part-1 thru 5-of-5

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Word Gets Around

Part-1-of-5

Caught

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My name is Robert, but my friends call me Bob. I am a man in my 40s and I was married to my wife Barbara for 13-years. I came out of the marriage with 2-kids and an idea. Once I was free from a leech of a wife besides my regular job at a prominent electronics firm, I started my own firearms business. Between taking early retirement when I got laid off after 25-years and selling my firearms business I was fairly well off financially. I could have gotten by on my retirement but don’t like to be idle, so Linda, my girlfriend at the time, and I got into flea markets. The flea markets in turn led to renting space and selling much of my merchandise in antique malls. Between business, church, and an active social life Linda and I had a very high public profile.
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Despite being actively bi-sexual, Linda was ‘homophobic,’ so was unaware of my bisexuality. I’d been curious about having sex with men ever since I was a child. Looking back, I use to checking out the naked boys in gym so I guess that I'd been bi queer or whatever you want to call it all my life but because of society's attitude towards homosexuals I’d tried to suppress and not to act on these tendencies. Finally about 5-years ago, when Linda was out of town, I got up the nerve to try having sex with another guy. Once I tasted cock, I was hooked.

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Sex with a man satisfies me in a different way than with a woman. It is only sex. No love involved. I love to suck a nice cock and feel the cum shooting in my mouth. I’ve been extremely careful to keep my secret life from Linda and my family.
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When my need gets strong for male sex I usually go to a nearby adult video store and visit the individual viewing booths and their glory holes. Since I like variety, I’d advertise in the underground newspapers and get my replies in a PO box under an assumed name. I occasionally make a new friend s that way to have sex with. I’ve been doing this almost the whole time that Linda has been together, with no one the wiser.
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About 3-months ago I met a guy on the line who lives in the next town. His name is Woody. We chatted a time or 2-and seemed to be compatible so he invited me over to his house. I told Linda that I was going out for a while, jumped on Spur-303 and drove to Wood’s house.
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After we had a beer, we relaxed on his couch and Woody. As we chatted, I reached over, unzipped his fly so his already hard, cock could spring up into view. He was circumcised and there was a little pre-cum beading around his pee-hole. Boldly,
I reach down and gently touch his hard, throbbing cock. Taking it in my hand, I gently caressed it, rubbing the shaft and then moving down to caress his balls. I could tell that he enjoyed my touch because he arched his back, pushing himself against me. I could feel his erection growing in my hand.
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As soon as I had
Wood’s jeans down to his ankles, I slipped off the couch and down to my knees. Once I was on my knees I planted a kiss on the tip of his hard throbbing cock and then run my tongue all over the head. I slowly moved down his shaft and gently kiss his balls, licking and running my face over them. Then I sucked them one at a time every so softly. I knew that he liked it because he moaned and ran his fingers through my hair. After running my face over his entire cock, I took the head into my mouth and begin to softly suck. As I lowered my mouth further down his shaft I could taste the saltiness of it. Woody moaned when I took the head out of my mouth and run my tongue right under it, circling, … licking, and then sucking him into my mouth. My right hand encircles his shaft, and I begin to rhythmically stroke him in time with the action of my mouth.

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I could feel Wood’s excitement grow as I took more of him into my mouth. I run my tongue all around what was in my mouth before I gently started moving my mouth up and down his rigid shaft. I heard him suck in his breath when I moved my hand down and caressed his balls. Once I had as much of his cock in my mouth as could, I started to use my mouth. Moving my mouth up and down, I was taking so much of him in on the down stroke that his pubic hair tickled my nose. Eagerly, I rhythmically, stroked and sucked, stroked and sucked, faster and faster, until Woody finally let out a powerful moan. I felt him tense up as he reached an orgasm. I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth with each wave of ecstasy

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Standing up, I suggested we move to his bedroom. But as he reached out and started removing my shirt, Woody said, “No, I want you right now!” As we stripped off the rest of our clothes, I lowered my head and licked his flaccid cock. As my tongue danced up and down its length I felt it pulsing back to life.
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Woody almost didn’t wait until we were got completely naked before he threw me on the floor and scrambled on top of me in a 69-position and we were sucking on each other’s stiff cock. His was a fat 6- inches and salty with pre-cum. In his excitement Woody was trying to deep throat me but I heard him choking and he backed off a little. I hadn’t cum for over a week and my brain was on overloaded.
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“Take it slow Woody,” I said. “I’m about to cum already.” He slowed down and I was able to hold back my orgasm for a little while longer.
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Meanwhile, I was really enjoying the salty taste of his cock. I love to deep throat and so I was doing that frequently. As good of a job as my mouth was doing on him, I was amazed that he could hold his orgasm. As he worked his hips and pistoned his cock in and out of my mouth, he had his hands on my ass pulling me closer. We were both slurping as we sucked. Soon, I felt my cum rising from my tight balls, so I stammered, “I can’t hold out any longer Woody, your mouth feels so good.”
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“Let it come,” he mumbled around my cock. “Don’t hold back.”
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Then I felt my cum shooting into Wood’s mouth. My orgasm went through my whole body, making me tingle all over. It was a good one. I could hear Woody gulping and slurping as my cum filled his mouth. He held my now softening cock in his mouth as he swallowed. Then he then licked my cock and balls, as he cleaned me up with his tongue.

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Woody was still hard as a rock so I rolled him over on his back and moved between his legs. Bending over, I took his cock back into my mouth. I sucked him deep a few times, as I worked my mouth up and down his shaft. He was going so deep that his cock was hitting the back of my throat. Each time I bobbed forward Woody moaned in ecstasy. Recklessly, he reach up and put his hands on the back of my head, trying to force me in deeper. I knew he was about to cum when he wailed, “Aaaaaah.” I backed off just a little so his cum would hit my tongue and I could taste it.

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I felt his cock pulse as it began shooting cum. The first shot hit the roof of my mouth, the second hit the back of my throat and the rest coated my tongue. After I sucked him dry I held his cock in my hands and tilted my head as I let his cum slide down my throat.
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Just as I started swallowing the front door opened. Frightened, I jerked my head jerked up and turned to look. As cum dribbled from between my lips and oozed down my chin, I found myself face to face with Carl Shields. Carl was the local barber who cut mine and just about everyone else in town’s hair. He knew Linda from church, and to make matters worse he was the biggest gossip in town.
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He looked at us and we lay there in shock.
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“Ugh, ugh,” he stammered, “I was just returning Woody’s hedge clippers. I knocked but I guess you didn’t hear me.”
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Finally coming out of shock, Woody and I quickly scrambled around and got dressed. There was nothing to say to explain what we were doing. It was obvious. My mind was whirling. This was the 60’s, the sexual revolution hadn’t started, Aids was nonexistent and homosexuality was still a crime, a crime punishable by hard time in Huntsville. “I’m doomed,” I thought to myself. “Everything is ruined. How could I let myself get into this? Linda will surely leave me and my family will disown me.” I was devastated.
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Nervously Carl looked at us and said, “Everyone has different tastes. I’m sure that you’re afraid that I’ll tell people about what I’ve seen, but don’t worry. I can keep a secret.”
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Woody and I looked at each other, both thinking, “Bullshit.” Woody was single and his close friends knew he was bi, but he could go to jail if the word got out. So we both had something to lose.
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After Carl left and Woody apologized for leaving his door unlocked. I drove home with a heavy heart. Should I come clean and tell Linda all about what I’ve been doing all these years? Should I lie and say I just was curious and wanted to try it? Either choice would probably end our relationship. I took the cowards way out and decided to do nothing and let the chips fall where they may.
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Every day after that I expected to have Linda greet me with horror. As each day went by I was a nervous wreck. We went to church on Sunday and I felt terrible. I looked at every parishioner wondering, “Does he know? Does she know”? Every day I waited for the other shoe to drop.
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Surprisingly several weeks went by with nothing unusual happening. Did Carl really intend to keep the secret? Knowing Carl, I didn’t believe he could. Of course I refrained from contacting any men. I became the well-behaved boyfriend and Linda never even noticed.
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Then one day Linda came home from having lunch with her girlfriends. “Honey,” she said, “do you know Frank Andrews very well?”
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I didn’t, so I said, “I know he manages the Russian Tea Room where you and your friends like to eat lunch, but I don’t really know him.”
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“Well, he wants to see you about something,” she said. “I told him that you’d call him.”
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Suddenly I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. “Oh my God,” I thought. He must know!” I began to sweat.
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“Are you OK?” Linda asked.
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“Yeah, I just have a touch of a stomach virus today,” I said nervously.
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Turning, I walked down the hall to my office. As I sat down at my desk, I picked up the phone and called Frank Andrews. As I held the receiver in a shaking hand, a woman’s voice said, “Hello, the Russian Tea Room.”
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“Ah, hi. Is Mr. Andrews there?”
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“Who may I say is calling?”
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“This is Bob Begaye,” I said softly. “Mr. Andrews wanted to talk to me.”
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“Oh, yes of course, Mr. Begaye. I’ll get him. Hold on.”
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I sat there feeling sick that I really thought I would throw up any second. After what seemed like an eternity I heard, “Hello, is this Bob Begaye?”
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“Y-yes,” I stammered, “You wanted to talk to me?”

“Can you come to my house tomorrow morning?” He asked. “Say 10 a.m.?”
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“Sure,” I stammered, “What do you want to see me about?”
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“Well,” he said, “It’s not a matter that we shouldn’t discuss over the phone.”
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”I’ll be there,” I said weakly.
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I opened my liquor cabinet and took out a bottle of Jack Daniels. I’m not much of a drinker, but I needed this. Holding the bottle to my mouth, I took a large swallow. Closing my eyes, I slumped back in the chair. After another swallow I began to calm down. The next day was Saturday. I was supposed to hit a local flea market to buy merchandise to sell in the antique malls. Well, that would have to wait. I went to bed and hoped I could sleep.
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My stomach was in knots as I drove to Frank Park’s house the next morning. He greeted me at the door and invited me in. as he led me to his den, he mentioned that Mrs. Andrews was away visiting family for the weekend. Once I was seated, he offered me a drink but I declined.
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I steeled myself for what was coming and said, “You seem to have something serious to discuss with me, so let’s get to the point.”
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He smiled and said, “Bob, I know all about your …

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Word Gets Around

Part-2-of-5

It Starts

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He smiled and said, “Bob, I know all about your little, shall we call it a hobby.” There it was out in the open. I was ashamed to hear him say it. So now I knew the other shoe had been dropped. Stunned, I sat there and said nothing. And neither did he. He just kept looking at me with a stupid grin on his face.
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Finally I was sick of the look on his face and asked, “So what happens now? Am I ruined? Are you going to talk to Linda? Call the cops and have me arrested? What?”
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Leaning back in his chair, Frank Andrews put his hand on his crotch and said, “I guess that depends on you.”

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At first I didn’t know what he was talking about, but when he unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock I knew what he wanted. I was both shocked and relieved at the same time. As he stood up and removed his pants, I moved over and knelt in front of him. I reached up and gently cupped his balls as I brought my face towards his crotch. Turning my head, I rested my cheek against the shaft of his flaccid cock. He moaned when I took his now semi hard cock into his mouth.

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It wasn’t long until he was full hard. He lifted his head and said, “It’s been a long time since I’ve felt lips on my cock. Mrs. Andrews doesn’t suck.”
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After I’d suck on him for a while Frank led me into the bedroom. There was nothing special about Frank, so I’d never really looked at him until we got in the bedroom and he started stripping off all his clothes. Like me, he was in his mid-40s, but probably a couple of years older than me. He was about 5-foot 10, and fairly good-looking even though he had a paunch and was balding rapidly.

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We got naked and climbed on his king size bed. As I moved between his legs, I eagerly started kissing and sucking on his cock. He sighed and seemed to be in seventh heaven when I moved down and began to lick his balls. Knowing what men like, my tongue found its way to his asshole and I licked there too. He sighed again as he placed his hand behind my head and held me there for a couple of minutes.

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Moving my head up, I ran my tongue along the underside of his hard cock. He was only about 5-inches, so I had no trouble taking him all the way into my mouth. Closing my mouth over it, I used my tongue to press his cock up against the roof of his mouth. I held his cock in that pressure cooker for a while and then, started slowly backing off as I continued to hold the pressure.
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When my lips reached the head of his cock he screamed, “Oh god, he said you were good. I had no idea. I’m cumming Bob. Take my cum, take it all, Aaaaaah.” In his excitement, Frank grabbed the back of my head and almost violently shoved his cock down my throat. My nose was pressed into his kinky pubic hair and his balls were flopping against my chin. As Frank tensed up and held himself immobile, I could actually feel the cum boiling up in his balls. Finally, he erupted and it felt like a dam had busted. I almost chocked when what felt like a quart of cum pulsed into my mouth. Frank went totally silent, surprised at the amount of cum he poured into my mouth, as I continued sucking and swallowing his cum. As I milked all the cum out of his cock, I coughed and his syrupy, white cum dripped down my chin. Eagerly I sucked every last drop out of him and then cleaned his cock with my tongue.
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As we were catching our breath, I gently cupped balls and said, “I don’t mind telling you that you scared the shit out of me. When I came over here, I thought you were going to ‘out’ me to everyone. I was petrified.”

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“I apologize for that,” said Frank. “It had crossed my mind to do that and had you been uncooperative it was and still is a real possibility. But like I said earlier, my silence did and still does depend on your pleasing me, which I’m glad to say that you did. You pleased me so well that the next time my wife leaves town, I hope we can do this again.”
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Feeling relieved, at least temporarily, I left Frank’s and head back towards home. There was still time to swing by the flea market and pick up a little merchandise, so it ended up being a very interesting day.
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After that that things went relative smooth, until Monday morning when I walked into the bank to make my weekly deposit. While I stood in line at the teller’s window, Brandon Bates, one of the banks vice presidents came up and asked if he could speak to me. I finished my business with the teller and followed him into his office.

“Bob,” he said, “you know Frank Andrews, don’t you? Well, he is one of the bank’s trustees and he suggested that we might have some mutual interests.”

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“And what would that be,” I asked, becoming suspicious.
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“I think you can guess what I mean,” answered Brandon with a nasty grin. “Come to my home this Saturday. The wife and kids will be away, so we’ll have some privacy.”
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I couldn’t believe this was happening. Was the whole damn town bi-sexual? As I left Brandon’s office, I felt like I was being blackmailed. But why complain, Brandon was a good-looking guy, and a nice dresser. He looked as much like Playboy model as I’ve ever seen. I'm guessing 6-foot 1 or 2ish and perhaps Mediterranean. You know, with the great olive tanned skin and blackish hair.

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Having no choice, as instructed I went to Brandon’s house on Saturday. He met me at the door wearing a robe and wordlessly led me straight to his bedroom. With his back to me, Brandon untied his robe and let it swing open. When he turned Brandon’s dick hanging out and he had a nasty leer on his face. He was very proud of his dick; too, because when moved in front of me, he held it up so that I could admire it. I was in awe. I couldn’t believe how big his dick was. It must have been at least 9 or 10-inches long, maybe bigger. And very fat, almost the size of a can of Glade air freshener, with a big reddish head peeking out of his foreskin.

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Still without a word Brandon let his robe slid off and drop to the floor. As he lay on the bed, he watched me undress. When I dropped my pants Brandon said, “Don’t bother taking your underwear off, Bob, I’m not interested in your cock, and I just want your mouth on mine.”

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As I climbed on the bed and wrapped my hand around his monstrous dick, Brandon chuckled, “I hear you give a great deep throat.”
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“I Woody’t know how much of this giant I can take,” I murmured nervously.

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“My wife tries to satisfy me but she can’t take but about half of it, so I need you to take it all. For your sake, I hope you don’t disappoint me.” Then with a nasty sneer, Brandon ordered me to, “Open your mouth!” Man, he was huge. His dick was so fat that I popped my jaw opening my mouth wide enough to get it in. I almost chocked before my saliva got his dick wet enough to smoothly slide in and out of my mouth. Once it was sliding freely, Brandon roughly jammed its head against the back of my throat. My mouth had never been so full.

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Submissively, I cupped Brandon’s large balls in the palm of my hands and began moving my mouth slowly down his rock hard shaft. It damn well filled my mouth it was so thick. Slowly so as not to gag, I lowered my head inches at a time until I felt the enormous head of his cock begin to enter my throat. Almost panicking, I backed off and took another deep breath. Again I forced more of him down my throat and again I had to back off. There was about 3-inches that I just couldn’t seem to get in.
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“Don’t quit now Bob. I want you to take it all,” Brandon, laughed contemptuously.
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Now it became a challenge to me. Backing off again, but this time just a couple of inch, I took a very deep breath and plunged down on it hard. I almost did it, but I had to breathe. As I pulled off and gasped for breath he said, “Man, you are good, you almost did it. Try again, you only have about an inch to go.”
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I rested for a moment. “You are a challenge,” I told him.
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“You can do it,” Brandon said, “I heard that you were the best.”
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“If I live through this,” I moaned, “It’ll be a miracle. Bracing myself again for the challenge, I took several deep breaths and then plunged down again. His shaft was so wet with my saliva and his pre-cum that it went down easier this time. When I felt the head sliding into my throat again, I quickly forced myself further down onto that cock. And I did it! I felt his pelvis bone against my nose. I felt his pubic hair around my lips. Just as I was about to back off he tensed up and cummed. Streams of scalding hot cum were shooting directly into my throat. I managed to just get the head out of my throat and took a deep breath through my nose. His cum kept shooting into my mouth. It began coming out my nose. It was overflowing my lips. I took my mouth completely off his cock and he was still spurting. Laughing, he was holding his shaft and shooting cum all over my face. When his orgasm subsided, he squeezed a final drop onto my lips.
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“That was the most fantastic experience I’ve ever had,” Brandon exclaimed. “You’re better than any cunt I’ve ever had. You have a tremendous talent.”
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I was pleased that I made him so happy, but my jaw was sore and his cum was still running down my throat. While he got dressed and I used his bathroom to wash my mouth and clean the cum from my face and neck. As Brandon showed me out, he said, “I’d definitely like to have you do that to me again sometime.”
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Later that evening, as Linda was putting the finishing touches on dinner, I was absently watched her move sensuously around the kitchen. She was wearing a sexy little red dress that was low in the front and showed a lot of cleavage. When she leaned over the sink and the material was pulled tight across her shapely derriere, I was turned on. What the fuck was I, a freak? I liked burying my dick in a nice warm, wet pussy, but I couldn't stop thinking about having a cock in my mouth. I loved the taste of cum oozing across my tongue and down my throat and the feel of a man's cum filled balls in my hand.

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While we were getting ready for bed, the phone rang. When I answered it, a big voice boomed, “Hey Bob, this is Reverend Jones. Are you busy tomorrow? If you’re not, I could use some company. I’ve got to pick up a friend of a friend at the Love Field and give them a lift to his motel.”

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“Sure, no problem. See you tomorrow.”

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When Linda walked out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but one of my t-shirts, I couldn’t get over what a very attractive woman she was. Since she was 15-years younger than me, time hadn’t taken a toll on her has luscious body yet. Let me describe how she looks. Linda is 5-foot 10-inches tall. Her shoulder length hair is very black and shiny. It seems to shimmer as she turns her head. Her 36c breasts are satiny smooth with large nipples. Her nipples seem to stay hard all the time. She has a sexy body with a small waist, narrow hips and long lovely dancers legs that flow into a well-turned ankle. Even her feet are pretty. When she looks down in a shy pose, then lifts those eyelids and looks at you with her coal black eyes, a certain emotion of sex makes a man tingle. But her best feature as far as I’m concerned is her tight little butt.

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Everything about Linda was so sensuous and sophisticated. I was mesmerized by her trim body and her style, and I don’t think that I’ve ever seen another woman that could wear cloths with as much style as Linda did. I loved the way that she wore cloths so much, that she became my living, breathing Barbie doll. I seized any excuse to take her shopping and by her beautiful dresses. I, also, look for thing for us to do and places for us to go that would allow her to wear these stunning dresses.

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There had been malls in Florida when I’d been there in the military, but the mall concept was new to Texas. Six Flags was our first one and it had only been open for a month. So one afternoon, out of curiosity I was walking through mall checking it out. I saw a dress in the window of a ladies shop that was made for Linda. It was a very modest white, ankle length, 1940's style dress with a high neckline and long sleeves. One look and I immediately went back to my car, drove straight home and brought her back to try it on.

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While she was in the dressing room putting it on, a shoe salesman came to ask me what size shoe my wife wore. Then he showed me a pair of ‘high-button’ that went perfect with the dress. I handed them over the change room door to Linda, and ask her to put them on before she came out. When she came out, she was a vision of loveliness. She was sheathed in white from her feet to her neck, and was so angelic looking that it almost made me cry.

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This dress could not have come at a better time. The next weekend was Easter and I was taking her to visit some of her relatives. It would be a perfect dress to wear to church on Easter Sunday. Now all we had to do was find a hat to go with the dress. When we went hat shopping, she kept the dress on so that we could see how the hat would look with the dress.

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This was where the real fun began. As we walked down the mall, all eyes, both male and female, were …

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Word Gets Around

Part-3-of-5

I’ve Still Got It

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This was where the real fun began. As we walked down the mall, all eyes, both male and female, were drawn to her. I couldn’t believe the reaction of the older guys. As they gaped at her, they ran into walls, and they tripped over benches and trash cans. If they were with women, they would be gaping so blatantly that the women would ram them in the stomach with their elbow. As they were walking away, even though you could tell that the lady was giving them hell, they’d still look at Linda over their shoulder as long as possible.

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Linda looked so breathtaking in the dress that even the girls were drawn to her. Of course seeing girls draw to Linda was nothing new. Linda was so sensuous that no matter where we went women were drawn to her. Linda was so damn attractive that I could understand lesbians or bisexual girls being drawn to her. But, ‘straight’ girls were drawn to her as well. I loved the looks of confusion on their faces when they realized that another girl turned them on. Abet a sexy girl, but another girl nonetheless.

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Seeing Linda’s cute little naked butt cheeks peeking out from under her t-shirt woke me up from my reverie about our mall adventure and brought me back to reality. For a moment I indulged myself by watching her, but watch wasn’t enough. I crossed the room and turned her towards me. She had a hairbrush in her hand and an impish smile on her lips. I saw her eyes widen in surprise as I wrapped my hand in her hair. The hairbrush clattered to the floor when I used her hair like to pull her head back. Before she could react,

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As I ravaged her mouth, a new and rampant hunger surged through me. I released her hair and tugged at her t-shirt. It was a storm of demand and speed. Linda was naked before she could catch her breath. She liked rough sex, so I hefted off the floor and had her lying herself across my lap like a naughty little girl. While I was holding her wrists with my left hand, I spanked her naked butt with my right hand. And I don’t mean playful little swats either, they were hard enough swats that left crimson handprints. The second time my hand connected with her bare ass, she climaxed all over my lap. And, she continued to climax as I administered 10-more loud slaps on her now crimson ass. Each time that I’d swat her, I’d drop my hand between her legs and then I’d drag my middle finger through the slit of her shaved pussy as I raised my hand back up.

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Being spanked got Linda so excited that she slid off the bed and knelt between my legs. With a demure little smile, she leaned forward and slowly engulfed my still erect cock into her warm mouth. I wasn’t ready to cum yet, so I so I pulled her up and laid her on the bed, and plunged my face between her legs. I nibbled the cheeks of her fantastic butt, and fondled and kissed her perky breasts and rock hard nipples. I lick and kissed her belly button, then ate her pussy to my hearts content. When I came up for air, I glanced up at her face and almost laughed when I saw the slightly unfocused look in her lovely blue eyes as they floated around in ecstasy. When I leaned forward and re-inserted my tongue into her pussy, Linda’s back arched, and her knees opened wide to allow my mouth and tongue full access to her pussy. It wasn’t long until her hips were ramming up and down, mercilessly, rubbing her swollen clit against my face. Her moans became long, sobbing moans of pleasure, as Linda’s butt lifted up and her pussy hung quivering in mid-air, stretched open, so that more and more of her juices flooding my face. She was writhing and tossing all over the bed, but I keep my face buried in her pussy until the seizure like orgasm had slowed down and gradual ebbed away.

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After that we did every thing. I fucked her every way there was to fuck a hot girl. I fucked her from the front missionary style. I knelt between her parted legs, and watched her grab my hard dick and lodge its swollen head between the puffy, pink lips of her pussy. Rocking forward, I drove my hard, un-cut, 7 ½ inch dick into her pussy all the way to the hilt. With her legs wrapped around my waist, I pounded her hot pussy until she screamed out in pleasure.

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After I fucked her, I pulled her into the 69-position with her on top and me on bottom and ate her cum filled pussy again. I just loved the way her long silky raven hair would cascade down and tickle my balls while she was sucking my dick. She’d get so excited while she was sucking on my dick that she’d grind her clit against my face. In this position, we would both almost always climax at the same time. When my 'cum' would hit her throat, she’d go off in a chain of lightening fast orgasms. Her pussy juices would literally gush out of her pussy into my mouth and all down my face.

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Even with her mouth full of dick, it was impossible for her to hold back her moans of pleasure. Then I rolled her over on her belly, took the cheeks of her beautiful butt in the palm of hands my hands, and put my still hard dick between her legs. Her pussy was so hot that I could feel the heat radiating from it as I rubbed my dick against its outer lips. When she reached between her legs and inserted my dick into her pussy, it felt like my dick was encased in molten fire. It felt so awesome that I jammed my dick balls deep in her pussy and started fucking her. It wasn’t long until she started panting and moaning oh mama, oh mama. When she screamed out in orgasm it triggered a massive orgasm for me. An orgasm that was so massive that I lost the feeling in my body from the waist down. As I filled her tight pussy with my hot cum, I literally feel on my ass when my legs went numb. I was so helpless that I had to lie there.

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Linda was insatiable. As I lay there catching my breath, she masturbated for me. Then as I watched, she sensuously licks her juices off her fingers. Then she leaned over and started kissing my chest. Then with a wicked grin, she moved her mouth slowly down my torso, licking my nipples and kissing my stomach. When she reached my hairy crotch, she started flicking her tongue around the head and then she started to lick our combined juices off the length of my shaft. Then she parted her lovely red lips and engulfed my now throbbing dick. I felt her fondling my 'cum' swollen balls, as she slid her eager mouth ever so slowly up and down its rigid length. By the time she took my limp dick out of her mouth, my balls were no longer cum filled. She had sucked them dry.

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I lost count of the number of Linda’s orgasms. By the time that we were finished, the bed was soaked with her cum, and now she was the one too exhausted to move. As she lay there catching her breath, I filled her bathtub with warm soapy water and bubble bath. Then I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom and laid her in the tub. As she lay there savoring the feel of the warm water, I shampooed her hair and gave her a bath. Then I lifted her out of the tub, dried her off, and tucked her into bed.

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Linda was still sleeping the asleep of the innocent when Reverend Jones picked me up. As usual he was wearing his Sunday best, a three piece Brooks Brothers suit in a muted charcoal with light pin-striping, white starched, pressed, Van Hussen dress shirt complemented by a sharp, deep red silk Hermes tie. I chuckled, knowing that this was as casual as he ever dressed. As we headed for the airport, I smiled to myself as I thought about how pleasant the day was going to. Since I was with the Reverend I wouldn’t have to worry about anyone trying to get me down on my knees. Now mind you, the Reverend might try to get me down on my knees, but it would be to prey, not suck his cock.

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By the time we got to the Love Field and seated near the guy’s arrival gate, I began to suspect that the Rev had some ulterior motive, other than for company for inviting me along. Ever since he’d picked me up, when he thought I wasn’t looking, he’d been giving me these strange looks like he was trying to get up the never to ask me something. I wondered what he was going to talk me into this time. Because I set my own work hours, he was always getting me to go to meetings at other churches, or haul the kids around in my van. He was never shy about asking, so if he was this nervous he must be going to hit me up for a doozy.

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The plane was on time so we didn’t have long to wait. In no time Reverend Jones was introducing me to John Crandall, his friend’s friend. Ten minutes later, we helping John get his luggage, which consisted mostly of movie cameras, reels of film and other assorted movie making equipment. When I commented on all the movie equipment, John said that he was an independent filmmaker and was in town to shoot a documentary. I told him that making movies sounded interesting and if I could help him in anyway, he could always get in touch with me through the Rev. He laughed and said, “Who knows, Bob I might just use you in one of my shots.”

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After we dropped John off at his motel, we decided to stop for lunch. Once we were seated and our orders placed, the Rev cleared his throat and said, “There’s something that I’ve been wanting to talk to you about. As you know, my wife died and I’ve been alone for several years.” As he reached into his inside coat pocket, he went on, “A man has certain needs and I think you can help me with mine.” While I was trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about he dropped some pictures on the table in front of me.

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My face turned ashen as the pictures fanned out on the table, so I could see them. Knocking over a glass of water in my haste, I scooped up the pictures so that no one would see them. The waitress having to clean up my spill gave me time to compose myself. After the waitress moved away, I examined the pictures more closely. Actually they were quite good considering the conditions they were taken under and that they were most likely developed in someone’s home darkroom. Apparently that bastard Brandon must have had someone hiding in his closet with a camera, because they were pictures of me sucking his big cock. Not only was there a picture of me deep throating him, but there was also an especially good shot of me with the head of his cock in my mouth as cum gushed out the corners of my mouth and seeped down my chin.

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When I looked up, the Rev smiled and said, “Keep those. I have more.”

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Not sure if his intention were to pray me straight or what, I asked, “OK, exactly what is it you want?”

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As he casually took my wrist and put my hand on his cock under the table, “I think you already know the answer to that. I want my dick sucked.” The tablecloth was so long that there was no way anyone could see where my hand was, but my face still reddened from embarrassment.

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“Yea, you and every other straight guy in this town,” I murmured.

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“Hey, don’t be a sore sport, after all, I’m not the one stupid enough to get pictures taken of himself sucking a cock,” he laughed. “I’m watering a friend’s plants for him while he’s out of town. Let’s just relax and have a nice lunch. Afterwards we’ll go over to the friend’s house and you can suck my dick for me.”

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Then we both shut up as the waitress walked up with our food. I used the distraction of her serving our lunch to pull my hand out from under the table and put the incriminating photos in my shirt pocket.

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While the waitress was putting our food in front of us, the Rev put both his hands under the table and took his cock out. The next time when he put my hand under the table, instead of just laying my hand on his crotch, he put his flaccid cock in my hand. Resigned to the inevitable I slowly stroked him to hardness with my left hand while I ate with my right. I Woody’t care how long the tablecloth was, I still felt like everyone in the room had x-ray eyes and could see what I was doing.

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It was only about a 15-minute drive to his friend’s house so we were there in no time. Ever the diplomat, the Rev waved at all the neighbor ladies that were out working in their gardens. Locking the front door behind us, the Rev led me into the den. Before we get started, we need to get something straight, "I am the one in control." Then he grabbed my wrists, pulled them together and tied them together behind my back. He tested the strength of the knot and when he was satisfied, he let her arms drop and walked around in front of me.

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“On your knees, faggot,” he ordered. When I hesitated, he put a hand on the top of my head and lightly pushed me down to my knees in front of him. Then with a booming laugh, he unzipped his pants and let his rock-hard cock out. It had felt big under the table, but it was ever bigger than I had thought it was, nearly 7-inches long with two massive balls pushing it up and out. All around the base of his cock was a ticket clump of curly black pubic hair. Smiling, he twisted his fingers cruelly in my hair and guided my mouth onto his dick. "Make it good,” he ordered.
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As soon as my warm moist lips touched his cock's head, he let out a soft moan. Moving my mouth down his hard shaft, I took him all the way to the back of his mouth. Then I slowly took it out of my mouth and sensuously ran my tongue from the base of his cock, to the very tip before plunging it into my wet mouth again. Then I started bobbing my head up and down, taking in as much of his dick as I could on each stroke. "Ooh," Rev sighed as I teased his pee-hole with the tip of my tongue, before taking him even deeper into my mouth. "Lick my balls," he demanded, and this time without hesitation I took my mouth off his throbbing cock and licked and sucked his balls ravenously. The Rev was enjoying himself so much that he quickly felt as though an orgasm was coming

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"Oooh," moaned the Rev as he started to move his dick in and out of my mouth. When I moaned in pleasure it made him thrust even harder. “Damn,” he wailed, “They weren’t kidding. You really do like to suck dicks, don’t you?” For an answer, I clamped my lips even tight around his shaft as his dick pounded my mouth. We both moaned loudly as the Rev grabbed the sides of my head and thrust his cock all the way to the hilt down my throat. I could feel his orgasm climbing, getting closer and closer, and this time he let it come. With a loud groan, he yanked his cock out of my mouth and then all of a sudden he was cumming hard all over her face. Shot after shot of hot sticky cum exploded out of his cock and covered my face. After he caught his breath, he went on and on about me giving him what he called ‘the best blowjob in his life.’ Then we jokingly bantered back and forth about my dick sucking and how good I was. Besides liking the way that I lick off his dick when I finished swallowing his cum, he was amazed by my soft lips, and my warm, moist mouth. Finally, I heard him say, "Thank you," as he reached down and untied me.

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By the time I’d visited the bathroom and washed my face, the Rev had watered the flowers and was ready to go. As he dropped me off at home, he said, “We’ll definitely do this again…count on it.”

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I’m not exactly sure why, but nothing makes me any hornier …

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Word Gets Around

Part-4-of-5

Both Worlds

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I’m not exactly sure why, but nothing makes me any hornier for pussy than sucking dicks. When I got home Linda was relaxing on the couch after a busy day of doing laundry. With a smile, I joined her. It wasn’t long my arm resting along the back of the couch just behind her shoulders. Impulsively, I lean over and kissed her sweet lips, as the fingers of my other hand gently stroking her cheek. As Linda’s arms pulling me closer to her, our kiss evolved into another, and still yet another. Our lips pressing together, ever harder, my tongue tip sliding over her lips, moving between them to find the tip of her tongue waiting for me. Our lips opening slightly wider as our kiss deepens, becoming a searching venture, plunging me into that warm place I love to be, sinking into the moment, hearts pounding, feeling as though I am falling into her.

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Without knowing exactly how it happened, we did a slow motion fall and end up lying on the sofa, me on my back, Linda lying on top of me, as our mouths continue searching, probing, and loving each other. Our kiss turning us both on, our passions rising, our mouths briefly separate, I can’t help wondering if Linda can taste the Rev’s cum in my mouth. Then the moment passes, as our eyes smile into each other’s, our hands wrapped around each other’s bodies with the desperation of lovers wanting more. Rolling over so Linda’s on her back, I softly kiss her face. As my fingertip gently stroke her hairline, I gazed lovingly at her, absorbing the fine details of her features, her skin, her hair burning them deeper into my mind the loving image of who she was, then kissing you again. I tenderly kiss her eyelids, my tongue traced the line of her brow and down over her beautiful lashes, and then moved on to kiss her nose, her lips, chin, and on down to her neck. Lavishing attention over the soft parts at the base of her neck, the sides and up under her ear. Lips and tongue swirling in small circles, I took her earlobe into my warm, wet mouth, tongue flicking over and around it. Sucking gently.
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One hand slid down with splayed fingers over her firm belly, holding it there, I savor her heat. Slowly my hand slid up under her louse, fingertips as sensitive as a butterfly flitting over her soft warm skin, finally reaching her breast, and then her stiff nipple. As I cupped her breast and gently squeeze it, I could feel the faint throb of her heartbeat. Knowing that she loved being touched like this, I moved to her other breast, Stopping to unbutton her blouse, I open it and gazed with awe upon her unbelievable body, breasts so round and sweet and perfect. Her stiff nipples, darkening with a passion of their own, were calling out for attention. My head dropped and I took one of her nipples into my mouth, warm, wet, suckling slightly. Holding her stiff nipple between my lips, I moved my head in small circles tugging it gently. I chuckled when I heard her moan and felt her hand on the back of my head, encouraging me. Releasing my captive nipple, I lick my way across her chest, inhaling her sweet musky scent along the way, to find another willing captive. Drawing her other nipple into my mouth, my tongue swirled around and around, flicking back and forth over it. Then I opened wider to draw more of her breast into my mouth.
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With her blouse wide open my mouth began to explore, tasting her soft skin, moving over her chest, her breasts, her tummy. Eagerly I moved down to her bellybutton, flicking it with my tongue, exploring its sweet depth. Dipping my tongue inside, I gently bit the flesh there, leaving a slightly damp trail over the front of her, raising a crop of goose bumps along the way. Finally I reach that favorite place of mine, that wonderful area below the belly button and above the pubic line, that expanse of lower belly, of exquisite softness, of vast sexuality, of maximum visual tease, that place that no one possesses without express consent of its owner, and when that consent is given, my heart leaps from it’s confinement like a prisoner vigorously pounding against the bars of his cell. I love licking, tasting, and touching this part of her body, and from the sounds she’s making and the movement of her body I know that she like it, too.

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Not being able to restrain myself any longer, I raised her legs to her chest and inserted my still hard cock into her wet pussy. I entered her with ease and kept pushing until I felt my balls rest against her skin. Screaming out in delight, Linda wrapped her long legs around my waist. Slowly I began thrusting in and out increasing my pace with each stroke. This is excitement. As our blood pressure rises, a steady rhythm developed, one which both of us seem at ease with. I stretched my hands out, looking for more leverage. I wanted Linda. When my hand brushed across one of her firm breasts, I brought forth another moan from her by leaning forward and gently pinching her rock hard nipple. There is no longer any control. We enjoy each other's fullest potential, and I surge into me with all your masculine energy. She is spent and I am content.
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Afterwards, she curled up in the crook of my left shoulder and kissed me. We are both content and happy.

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The next morning, over breakfast, Linda asks me if I’ll pick up her dry cleaning. I told her that I had to go to 303-Mall first, but was right on my way so I’d get it on the way home.

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At the mall I felt like a guy was following me around. I noticed him because he was dressed out for this area. He was wearing baggy pants and a loud Hawaiian shirt with the shirttail out. And to show off his stomach and chest off, most of the top buttons were undone.

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After some evasive action, I found myself on the top floor of JC Penny’s near a small public restroom. Thinking it’ll be a good place to hide, I duck in and go straight to the handicap stall. Without bothering to pull down my pants, I sit down and wait for the guy to give up the search so I can slip out and go home.

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It seemed like forever but was really only about 5-minutes later, I hear someone come in. I hear them moving around and then I hear a loud clicking sound.

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While I'm straining my ears, trying to figure out what’s going on, the stall door opens just wide enough for my stalker to slip in. up close he was younger than I thought, maybe 24 or 25, and not a bad looking kid.

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At first he just silently leaned with his back against the door. Then he pulled down the front of his sweat pants and pulled out his dick out and started stroking it. I couldn't help staring at his dick while he jerked it. It was such a brazen act for someone who basically forced his way into my stall that I was stunned. It was a good-looking piece of meat, too, about 8-inches long, with good thickness and with 2-nice, big balls hanging from his sack. The sight of his thick, veiny cock instantly sent some blood rushing into mine.

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Wordlessly, he moved forward and put his hand on the back of my head and gently guided his dick to my lips. Concerning where we were, it was sort of strange having another man's dick so close to my face. I never in my entire life would've thought I would end up sucking some guy's dick that I hardly knew in a public restaurant. Then again I never would've thought that I’d be sucking off half the straight guys, either.

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Shocked by his boldness, I wrapped my hand around his cock and gave it a few slow strokes. He started to moan. With his cock throbbing in my hand I began to lick his shaft bottom to top, swirling my tongue over his mushroom shape cock tip. Then, I licked my way down to his cum heavy nut sack and began to lick there too. He seemed to really like that, especially when I gently took each of his nuts into his mouth and sucked on them. Then I figured why hold anything back and sucked both of balls into my mouth at the same time. I thought he was going to lose it. I looked while I had both his jewels in mouth and his head was thrown and he was staring at the ceiling.

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After a few minutes of wantonly sucking on each of balls he pushed me back far enough that he could put his engorged head against his lips. Reflexively I opened wide and he gently eased his cock into my mouth until I could feel his kinky pubic hair tickling my nose. Once he was in, he just held me by the back of the head and just left his cock deep in my throat for a few minutes as if to savor his victory. Then he started slowly rocking the first few inches of his dick in and out of my mouth. After a few strokes, I took his big dick out of my mouth and rubbed it on my face and told him that I loved sucking his cock. He just grunted and put it back in my mouth.

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Enthusiastically I started bobbing my mouth up and down the full length of his dick. He seemed to like a decent not so fast pace so I tried to keep one up for him. I popped his cock out of my hungry mouth, got a really good grip on his shaft and pumped for a few minutes. Seeming to prefer my mouth to my hand, he quickly stuffed his rock hard cock back in my mouth. Then he roughly grabbed the back of my head again and started fucking my face really fast. He was fucking my mouth so hard and fast that his balls were flapping against my chin.
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I could tell he was gonna blow soon. I had been sucking and stroking his cock and licking his balls for twenty minutes. Then he whimpered as he started furiously pumping his dick in and out of my mouth. As he continued his almost brutal assault on my mouth, I reached between his legs and started fondling his balls. As soon as I touched them, he started to shoot off. He managed to place four thick loads of salty cum onto my mouth. Then he pulled his dick out of my mouth and spurted two more loads on my face.

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He took a few seconds to recover and then I felt myself blush as he wiped his now limp cock across my face.
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"Thanks" he sighed," I needed that. You really do suck good dick."
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Then as he slipped back through the stall door, he looked back over his shoulder and said, “You may want to wipe my cum off your face,”

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By the time I was able to get up and get out of the stall he was gone, just as mysteriously as he’d appeared. All I had to prove to myself that this had really happened and was not a dream was the taste of his cum in my mouth.

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Almost forgetting Linda’s dry cleaning, I drove right past the shop and had to circle the block to get back to it. I was almost too late. The counter girl was leaving and Mr. Woo was about to lock the door. As he let his clerk out and locked the door, he explained to me in broken English that there was some kind of a problem with Linda’s order. “Come, I show you,” he said as he led me back to his office. When we got to his office instead of showing me Linda’s clothes, he dropped his pants and said, “You suck,”

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I don’t know what shocked me the most, his audacity or his tinny little cock. It was only about 2-inches long and looked like a baby’s penis sticking out like that. As I stood there looking at him and trying not to laugh, he stammered, “I see pictures. You suck.”

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His little pee-pee was so damn cute and he was so pathetic that I though, why not? When I knelt in front of him, Mr. Woo sat down on the edge of his desk and spread his legs. When I playfully tweaked his little peter, it was so hard that it vibrated like a tuning fork. When I took it in my mouth, Mr. Woo’s cock was so short that it just barely reached past my lips. It was so short that every time I tried to move my mouth, it fell out. Finally I just held it in my mouth while I worked my lips and tweaked the head with my tongue. Either Mr. Woo had a short fuse or he was super horney because in less than 2-minutes has balls exploded filling my mouth with about a quart of cum. I was shocked. Who would have thought Mr. Woo little marble size balls could hold so much cum/

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Once he’d cummed, Mr. Woo hustled me out so fast that he forgot to collect for Linda dry cleaning.

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As I walked in the door with Linda’s dry cleaning in my hand, the phone started ringing. When I answered a strange voice said, “May I speak to Bob Begaye, please?”

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“This is he.”

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“Bob, you don’t know me, but we have a mutual friend. We need to talk. Do you think you could drop by my house tomorrow evening, say around 8?”

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Tired of being manipulated and used, I decided to put an end to this nonsense, so I snapped, “No, as a matter can’t. I’m busy. And even if I could, why would I want to?” I asked.

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“Oh, I think you can,” he chuckled. “And as to why, I have some pictures that I think you’ll just love.” Then he gave me his address and hung up.

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As I reluctantly set out the next evening, I thought to myself, this is getting to be a habit. Arriving a couple of minutes early, I nervously knocked on the door. The man who opened the door was nothing like I expected. Actually I’m not sure what I expected, but not a chubby little bespectacled guy in a bathrobe. He was only about 5-foot 6, and thanks to a potbelly probably ran about 160. He had washed out blue eyes, horn rimed glasses, mousy brown hair and a receding hairline. When he open the door and saw me, he said, “So you made it. Smart move. It would be a shame if the cops somehow got their hands on these pictures.” Then he turned and said, “Follow me.”

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When we got to the den, instead of us being alone Carl Shields, my barber was sitting naked on the couch. At least he had the good graces to at least look embarrassed. By way of an introduction, the chubby guy waved his hand in the general direction of the couch and said, “I believe you 2-already know each other,” then he chuckled as he added, “I don’t think I need to draw you a picture about what’s about to happen do I?”
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When I turned back around the chubby little dude had dropped his robe and was standing there with his big dick hanging out, and I mean big dick. It was far bigger than I would have guess, easily over 7-inches long soft, with rigid cords running its length, a fat purple head and with two massive balls pushing it up and out. I don’t know what it was, but there was something about the little dude that made me hot.

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I guess he didn't have a problem with me sucking his dick because by the time I sat down on the couch, he was standing in front of me waving his dick in my face. After I sucked on it for a couple of minutes, it got so fat that I had to really stretch my jaws to get it in. Either I was doing a fantastic job or he was super horney, because in about 3-minutes he let out a moan, and his balls erupted like a volcano. His scalding hot cum came spewing out of his dick, and cascaded over my tongue and down my throat. It felt like he dumped a cup full of hot cum down my throat.

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Whenever I suck a guy off, I always …

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Word Gets Around

Part-5-of-5

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Whenever I suck a guy off, I always clean him off with my mouth and tongue before I stop. As I was cleaning him off and realized that the chubby little dude’s dick was still hard, so I went back to sucking. I could tell by the way that he wiggled his hips that he didn’t mind if I kept sucking. It wasn’t long until I got another mouth full of slimy hot cum. Surprisingly enough, his second load of hot cum was as big as the first.

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God, I couldn’t believe it. This guy must be superman. When I started to clean him off the second time, the chubby little dude’s dick was still hard. For a guy to keep an erection and get off twice was very remarkable. For his second load of semen to be as big as the first was even more extraordinary. To still have an erection after two orgasms was phenomenal. I was amazed as I continued to suck his big dick. In about the same time frame as the other two, he again filled my mouth to overflow with his third load of hot gooey cum.

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I had to make this chubby little dude cum 3-times before his huge frigging dick started to deflate. When he pulled his quickly deflating cock out of my mouth, I was shocked to discover that there was a naked guy standing right in front of me with his big dick hanging out. Somehow I wasn’t surprised when I looked up and it was my old buddy, Woody. Before I could wonder where he came from, he grabbed my hair, pulled me forward, and fed me his dick. As I closed my lips around it, Woody pulled me off the couch and down on my knees. As I knelt there sucking his dick, I glanced out of the corner of my eyes and saw that there were several familiar faces crowding around so that they could watch me sucking dicks. Even as embarrassment reddened my face, I realized that I was a little turned on by the attention. When I finished off Woody, I looked up and my old buddy, Frank Andrews was taking his place. By now I knew what I was going on, so he didn’t have to feed me his dick. I grabbed it and feed it to myself.

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After I sucked off Frank, next in line was of course a still slightly embarrassed Carl. Somehow it came as no great surprise that next in line was the Reverend Jones, but John Crandall and the dude from the mall restroom were.

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But judging by everyone’s reaction. The high point of the evening was watching me suck off Brandon and his gigantic dick. After I’d sucked off the restroom dude, I thought I was finished. But when I tried to stand the chubby dude put his hand on my shoulder and kept me on my knees. Suddenly, amid cheers and clapping Brandon emerged from the next room in all his naked glory. With his enormous dick waving in front of him like a flagpole and a nasty leer on his face, he strutted across the room in my direction. I still couldn’t believe how big his dick was.

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There was no doubt that he was very proud of the big thing because he waved it around in front of his buddies before strutting over to me. As usual, all the other guys had crowded around as close as possible so they could watch me suck Brandon’s big dick. Naturally he had to hold it up so that I could admire it, too. It amazes that anyone could have such an enormous dick. It was about 9 or 10-inches long, very fat, and had a big reddish head peeking out of his foreskin. With a nasty sneer, Brandon ordered me to, “Open your mouth.” It was a little easier since I’d sucked it before, but his dick was so fat that I popped my jaw opening my mouth wide enough to get it in. I almost chocked before my saliva got his dick wet enough to smoothly slide in and out of my mouth. Once it was sliding freely, Brandon grabbed the back of my head and roughly jammed his big dick so far down my throat that the head rammed the back of my throat. My mouth had never been so full.

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Not only did Brandon have a big frigging dick, but he also knew how to get it sucked. As he held my head and pumping his huge dick in and out of my mouth, he snarled, “Suck my dick, you little fagot” As I sucked, Brandon moaned and alternately called me a queer, a fagot, and a cock-sucker. Right before he got ready to cum, his dick swelled up so big that it almost split my jaws apart. His cum came out so hot that it almost scalded my tongue and his load was so big that I couldn’t swallow it all. He got a standing ovation when my mouth over flowed out of both corners of my mouth and oozed down my chin. He was an animal. He didn’t release my hair until I not only had I swallowed his load of ‘cum’, but until I’d licked his dick clean enough for him to put away.

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The mall restroom dude got so excited that as soon as Brandon finished, he moved in front of me and offered me his already hard dick. While I was sucking him off for the second time, Frank and Carl both got in line again.

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Once I’d finally blown everyone else that wanted their dicks sucked, I struggled to my feet. Then amid pats on the back and cheers about what a great cocksucker I was, headed to the bathroom so I could get myself together and leave. Then with a very smug look on my face and a belly full of cum I headed homes.

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I might not have been so smug though; had I known that I’d been filmed sucking all those dicks. Even though I knew John was an independent filmmaker, I had no idea that his specialty was stag films or that he’d set up a hidden camera and filmed the entire scene. After he went back to New York, he made it into a stag film that he distributed widely through out the country through his underground connections.

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I don’t know why but sucking cocks makes me horney as hell, but it does. This evening was no exception. When I got home I found Linda in the bedroom wearing a long, white flowing see- through nightgown that reached all the way to her ankles. The gown was so sheer that I could see her large dark nipples and the slit of her shaved pussy. As I gazed at her admiring her beauty, I realized what a lucky guy I was to have found her. In this day an age of purism so many guys never even got to see their wives naked. They dressed and undressed in the closet and wore long flannel nightgowns to bed. Its no wonder that so many married so called straight guys want their dicks sucked, when the poor bastards are luck enough to get sex, they still never get to see their wife naked. They have to do it in the dark, under the covers with the flannel gown pulled up to their wife’s waist. Having an uninhibited girlfriend like Linda was truly a blessing.

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Sometimes Linda didn’t like fore play. Sometimes she just wanted to get right to the fucking. I could tell this was one of those straight to the fucking times. I quickly leaped into bed, crawled under her gown and slid down between her legs, parting them wider, like a flower opening. The moan she let out when I started tenderly examining the delicate layers of her glorious cunt. I licked her outer lips until she squirmed under me, then caught her clit between my lips and teeth very gently and gradually brought her to an intense level. When I came up for air, I glanced up at her face and almost laughed when I saw the slightly dopey look in her lovely blue eyes as they floated up in ecstasy. When I leaned forward and re-inserted my tongue into her pussy, Linda’s back arched, and her knees opened wide to allow my mouth and tongue full access to her pussy. It wasn’t long until her hips were ramming up and down, mercilessly, rubbing her swollen clit against my face. Her moans became long, sobbing moans of pleasure, as she begged me to let her cum, as Linda’s butt lifted up and her pussy hung quivering in mid-air I kept teasing her for as long as I could. At last I realized that she wouldn't be able to hold out too much longer. I then started to suck her clit harder and harder, causing her pussy to stretch open, so that more and more of her juices flooding my face. She was writhing and tossing all over the bed, but I keep my face buried in her pussy until the seizure like orgasm had slowed down and gradual ebbed away.

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I moved up and lay on my back on the bed. Linda turned over and climbed on top of me. We kissed deep and wet. Then she reversed her body and lay on top of me with her mouth above my achingly hard cock. “I want to do this,” she said, as she engulfed my stiff dick with her warm mouth. As Linda took me all the way into her throat, down to my balls, I put my hands on her butt cheeks and drew her pussy down to my face. We were in the classic 69-position with my dick buried deep into her mouth and her wet and juicy cunt sitting on my face.

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Since Linda was sucking my dick slowly and lovingly. I took her cue and, very slowly, licked at her lust engorged lips. I felt her juices, still flowing, on my tongue. Her mouth was doing miracles with my dick. Linda’s timing was perfect, just as I was nearing my climax, she lowered her body onto my face and grunted as she let go of her sweet juices into my eager mouth.
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Taking my dick out of her mouth, she moaned, “Oh, oh, oh, I’ve never cum so much.”
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After all I’d been through today, I needed to cum, badly and my cock was aching with anticipation. I rolled Linda over onto her back. Then as I
knelt between her parted legs, I watched her grab my hard dick and lodge its swollen head between the puffy, pink lips of her pussy. Rocking forward, I drove my hard, un-cut, 7 ½ inch dick into Linda’s pussy so deep that my balls rested on her ass. With her legs wrapped around my waist, I pounded her hot pussy until she screamed out in pleasure, “Oh, Bob, you have filled me up as I’ve never been filled before,” wailed Linda as her eyes rolled up and I could only see the white. Caught up in lust, I shoved my hips into her crotch as I began to cum. I could feel my cock pulsing and shooting stream after stream of my pent-up juices into her.
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She lifted her ass off the bed and screamed, “Oh yes, I’m cumming again. Oh this is amazing. Oh god, Bob, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”

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As I lay there catching my breath, Linda leaned over and started kissing my chest. Then with a wicked grin, she moved her mouth slowly down my torso, licking my nipples and kissing my stomach. When she reached my hairy crotch, Linda started flicking her tongue around the head and then always liking her own taste; she started to lick our combined juices off the length of my shaft. Then she parted her lovely soft red lips and engulfed my again throbbing dick. I felt her fondling my 'cum' swollen balls, as she slid her eager mouth ever so slowly up and down its rigid length. By the time she took my limp dick out of her mouth, my balls were no longer cum filled. Linda had sucked them dry.

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Spent, we collapsed in each other’s arms and slept the night away.

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The end…

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