The Voyeuristic Husband
Part-1-of-4
Loaned Out
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My name is Carrie and my husband, Hank, and I are both in our mid 30's, have been swinging for 2-years. Though we had experienced 6 really great swings with other couples Hank was still interested in seeing me be more ‘adventure some.’ We decided to go to a pickup bar we had frequented previously to meet swing couples but this time we were going to see if Hank could watch me get picked up.
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I am a petite girl, only 5-foot 2, 118 lbs and 34b breasts. I love dressing slutty so the next Saturday evening I put on my very sluttiest ‘$500 call girl’ makeup, seamed stockings with a garter belt but no panties, and matching shelf bra. I wore a sheer blouse and an A-line skirt above my knees, and FM 4 inch sandals.
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As I was dressing, I thought about the first cock I’d ever sucked. After I got home from school, I scrounged around for some money to spend at the mall. Because I had just bought a new pair of Nike tennis shoes that weekend I was really broke. However, I knew where mom kept some spare money so I snuck out about $20 bucks. I hadn't given it much thought as to what would happen if I didn’t replace it before mom found out...hey, I was only 13.
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The next day I realized that now I had to replace it or get in trouble. My 15-year old brother Tony was real helpful, with a real serious expression on his face, he said, “I’ll give you ten bucks for a blowjob.” Tony, who knew that I had stolen the money from my mom, reminded me that I needed to replace the money. I looked questioningly around for another solution, but the thought of my mom finding the money missing and me having to tell her I took it and spent it at the mall was weighing heavy on my shoulders. After all, I know I could never blame it on Janice, my little sister. She was Miss Goody-Two-Shoes of the family and there was no way anyone was going to believe me over her.
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So, I sucked in my breath and said, “Okay, but give me the money first.”
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”No way,” Tony snapped, “You’ll have to blow me first. If I give you the money first, you won’t suck me.”
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”Okay, but not in here in the family room,” I replied, “It’ll have to be in private.”
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With a smile, Tony got up and said, “Let's go to my bedroom.” Agreeing, I got up and followed him out of the family room. In his bedroom Tony turned to me and threatened, “You better do it or I'll knock the crap out of you.”
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When I told him he better give me the money, he said that afterwards he would. So after the macho stuff was over, Tony nervously unbuttoned the top button on his shorts, unzipped them then looked me square in the eye, “You going to do it, right?”
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I wanted to say, “Hell no, LET ME OUT OF HERE,” but I, again, thought of my mother finding all that money gone.
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”Yes, yes I'll do it. What do you want me to do?” I relented, almost in tears, which kind of caught Tony by surprise. He really didn't know how he wanted me to do it.
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”You know, just put it in your mouth suck it,” Tony said.
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”I know that dummy, but how do we do it?” I asked.
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”Shit, get on your knees I guess. How the fuck do I know? I've never done this before, either,” Tony responded. Meekly, I got down on my knees as Tony opened his fly, but all I could see was his briefs.
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”Well?” I said.
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”Just a minute,” Tony said, as nervous as I was. But, he over came that momentary shyness and hooked his briefs with his thumbs and pulled both briefs and his shorts down. And then when they hung up around his knees, I nervously pushed his briefs the rest of the way to the floor and around his ankles with his shorts. Being nervous, he really hadn't achieved an erection and his un-cut penis looked kind of small just hanging there between his legs. “Okay, Carrie, now suck it,” he ordered.
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”Okay, okay I will, but you’ll have to get a little closer.” Then with a disgusted snort, Tony stepped out of his shorts and briefs, and moved up to me. Nervously, he reached down and took his limp cock between his thumb and forefinger and held it out at me.
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When he ordered me to, ”Do it,” I leaned forward and touched my lips to the head of his cock. I didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't that feeling. The texture was so smooth on my lips and it didn't taste nasty like I thought it would.
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“Well, open your mouth, ass hole,” he again ordered. I took a mental deep breath, opened my mouth and Tony pushed his floppy cock into my mouth. As I closed my lips around it, I thought to myself, “Well, you've done it now.”
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As Tony pushed still limp cock on into my mouth he said, “Suck it, come on suck it,” and that’s exactly what I did, I sucked on it. It was kind of like sucking on your thumb.
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”Oh shit, yes, suck it,” moaned Tony, “shit that feels good.” I could tell, even without the sound effects, that he was getting excited. Not only emotionally, but physically, I could feel his cock starting to grow inside my mouth. As I sucked I could feel it getting bigger and that, somehow, was kind of turning me on. I mean the feel of and just the thought of having a guy's cock in my mouth, even if it was my brother’s was a very erotic sensation. Then for some reason Tony pulled off his T-shirt and just like that he was totally naked right there in front of me. And I was on my knees sucking on his cock.
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As it hardened in my mouth I was able to feel the head and the hood around the tip. I started feeling it with my tongue and then as I grew more confident, exploring more as Tony started moving his hip, pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. I soon got the idea and my head started bobbing up and down on his now stiff shaft. In moving my hands to keep my balance I accidentally touched his balls. Embarrassed, I quickly jerked my hand away.
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“No, don't stop,” snapped Tony as he took my hand and put it back on his sack. Shyly, I started fondling them, another new and erotic experience for both of us.
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With Tony moving his hips and me bobbing my head, our rhythm got off and Tony slipped out of my mouth. I got a look at him then, and saw that he no longer had that little limp penis with the wrinkled skin covering the head. It was now stiff and long, well long for our ages. It must have been a good six inches long. With it out of my mouth I could see his whole naked pelvic area completely naked. Seizing the opportunity, I ran my eyes up and down so I could take in his entire naked body. For some reason, that really turned me on, even more. Tony was so anxious, that when he tried to push his cock back into my mouth, he missed. I could feel the saliva covered head sliding across my cheeks and lips, as he was starting to pump his hips at me.
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I stopped him, looked up at his agonized face, then took his cock at the base and lowered my lips around it again. This time it wasn't limp; it was full, hard and forceful. Now it fit nicely in my mouth. With a smile I started sucking, again, but this time with a little more authority. I was starting to turn my head to get different feels of the cock in my mouth. Now it even tasted a little different than it did the first time that he put it in my mouth. It was kind of a sweet salty taste that I couldn't quite place.
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Well, I was now going pretty good on his cock slurping and sucking and tonguing it. I was so caught up in what I was doing that I was in my own little world, not unlike Tony but with different feelings of pleasure. Then Tony started to pump into my mouth again and blurted out, “I think I am going to cum.”
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I quickly pulled off of him and whined, “No, no not in my mouth.”
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In a panic Tony said, “I'll give you another five bucks.” I thought a minute and then went back down on his throbbing cock. Closing my eyes, I took up where I had left off and waited for the unknown. It didn't take long until I felt Tony’s hot, thick cum spray the inside of my mouth. My first instinct was to pull off and get it out of my mouth. But, fortunately, Tony had grabbed hold of my head and was fucking my mouth with abandon and I couldn't pull off if I wanted to. I had no choice but to swallow his load of cream. And lucky I was, I thought, as I savored the somewhat tart taste and smelled the pungent aroma. I continued to suck until I was sure that he was dry and then I let him slowly slide from my mouth. I could feel the cum oozing down my chin as it escaped from my mouth.
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Tony looked down at me and said, “That was the most awesome thing that has ever happened to me. Shit, Carrie, you can really suck a cock.” I know I should have felt insulted, but for some reason I took pride in his compliment. After pulling his briefs and short back on, Tony reached into his pocket, pulled out a ten and two-fives, handed them to me and said, “Don't tell anyone I gave this to you.” Thus, Tony gave and I received my first tip.
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The next day, Tony and his friend Paul each gave me $15 to suck them off. By the time I’d finished sucking them both off, I was hooked on cock sucking for life. Sucking them off established precedence and a price. After that I continued to suck them off every time they had the money until they went off to college, but that’s another story. They were usually the most interested in blowjobs after they taken their dates home, and they had a severe case of the ‘blue-balls.’
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I finished dressing and we arrived at the bar about 10:30, where Hank dropped me at the door and went to park the car. I went in and found myself a seat at the bar and ordered a drink. I ordered Gray Goose vodka and when the female bar tender brought it to me she told me this guy, pointing him out to me, had paid for it. I smiled at him and mouthed thank you. When he got up and come over to meet me, I saw that Hank had entered the bar and take a seat on the other side of the room. When the guy walked up, I realized he was only about 2-inches taller than me. I much prefer my men around 6-feet or more, so I had a brief conversation and politely told him I wasn't interested.
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As shortly walked back to his seat another vodka was placed in front of me. This time the server pointed out a guy at the opposite end of the bar, so I smiled at him. As he walked up to me I saw that he was over 6-feet tall and a medium toned black man. Looking down, I realized my nipples were clearly visible and that he had looked before looking me in the eyes. I was smiling as he sat next to me and politely introduced himself as Anton. He asked if we could chat. And when I nodded yes, he asked about my intentions of showing off my nipples like I was.
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Ignoring his question, I finished my first drink I thanked him for the second as I started sipping it. Getting right to the point, Anton asked me if I was with someone, and would I enjoy being with him or not. When I told him that he have to speak to my husband, he smiled and said, “Ok,” and told me that he would like for me to finish my drink before he returned.
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I watched as Anton approached Hank and they started to talk. As I drank I saw Hank smile and continue talking. They stood up and Hank was smiling when they shook hands. With a big grin on his face, Anton started walking back toward me too. I quickly took two swallows and then 2 more, attempting to finish the vodka he got back to me. It was almost gone when he walked up and sat back down. With no preamble he told me that my hubby was a very understanding man and that I was loaned to him for sex. He had to return me to Hank here in the bar in one hour. I asked him where we were going; thinking that one hour wasn't much time. He said, “Out of here and you are going to walk with my hand on your ass as we go out the door.” I stood up, we walked out, and as he promised, his big hand on my ass for everyone to see. I was blushing as the door closed behind us.
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As we walked to the back parking lot to his car, I saw 2-couples got into a car and immediately start necking. When we got to his car I waited by on the passenger side while Anton unlocked the door. Turning the key in the lock, he told me to take off my skirt and blouse and to hand them to him. Even though I wasn’t wearing any panties, I did as I was told. I could feel the cool breeze wafting across my damp pussy, as I waited for him to open my door. As I got in, Anton told me that Hank told him I could be used for rough sex, but not to worry, that he would not damage me.
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Pulling his pants down, Anton said, “Get on my knees, bitch and start sucking his black cock.”
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When I got Anton erect, he was so big that I couldn’t get much more than half of him my mouth. Hank is a good 8-inch erection, but this was much larger. Anton handed me a tube of Astro Glide and told me to lube up my cunt. While I was doing that Anton told me to lube up my ass hole too, so I knew that I was in for a real fucking.
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When Anton first plunged into my cunt, he stretched me so wide that I couldn’t help moaning aloud. He was so huge that it took me a bit to adjust to his size. I had to do a lot of adjusting, because in the next half hour I was getting thoroughly fucked in both my bottom holes. With a muffled roar, Anton pulled out of my ass and cummed all over my face and chest. Then he pounded me until both my holes were gaping open.
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With the two couples in the next car watching, I got out of the car naked and put my skirt and blouse back on. With my blouse unbuttoned, and my bra in my left hand, we walked back to the bar.
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With my breasts exposed to all, my makeup was smeared, my face looked like a well-fucked woman with the shine of his cum on my chest, and dark wet spots on my bra. His hand possessively on my ass, Anton escorted me over to my Hank. When Hank saw us, he grinned real big as he looked me up and down. I could see the bulge of an erection under his slacks and lust in his eyes. A waitress arrived with a round of drinks while we talked and Anton told Hank how delightful and willing I was, and that I would explain some other things to him on our way home. As we rose to leave Anton lifted me off the floor, and kissing me deeply as he raised the back of my skirt to my waist and ran his hands over my exposed backside. I was blushing when Anton let me down, and Hank and I said goodbye and walked out of the bar.
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Even though our car was parked right in the front, lighted lot, as directed by Anton, I removed my skirt and blouse and gave them to Hank before opening the car door. As Hank started the car, I put my back against the passenger door and spread my legs so he could see my two gaping, sore, reddened, fuck holes. As Hank stared, I explained that Anton had told me to do this and to tell him to wait until we got home to fuck me.
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As we drove home, I told Hank that I wanted to return to the club the next Saturday. That Anton wanted to borrow me for the whole night instead of an hour. He was even bringing along a friend of his to help him use me. As I told my hubby about this I masturbated to orgasm. We arrived home and Hank pulled the car in the garage. Without waiting until we got in the house, Hank bent me over the hood and fucked my ass. As he pounded me, he told me that next Saturday sounded like fun. As his balls slapped against the back of my legs, he’d emptied his huge pent up load in my ass.
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Catching his breath, Hank pulled up his pants and handed me $200. Then with a big smile, he told me to go shopping for a new slut outfit for next week.
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Since then Hank has been loaning me out about once a month. The third and final time Hank loaned me to Anton, he and 2-of his friends picked me up at our home on Friday evening and took me out. They didn’t returned me late Sunday afternoon. I was so sore that they had to help me walk from the car into the house. The three of them had taken turns fucking me until we started home so I was rather sore.
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To be continued…
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The Voyeuristic Husband
Part-2-of-4
Hubby and his friend Gene Ganged Up On
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One of the women I tied up was the wife of my buddy, Hank from college. Several years after we graduated, I was in his hometown on business and dropped by for a visit. Over cold beers, I told him that I thought his wife, Carrie was a fox, and he said she was wild in bed. I got the impression he wouldn't mind sharing. "Maybe she'll blow you if she get drunk enough," he joked.
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During the visit we had a big, blowout party. Carrie looked hot in jeans and a thin T-shirt; I could see her nipples harden throughout the evening. She was very friendly and flirty with me because of my friendship with her husband, Hank. She hugged me early on and said, "I've heard so much about you." During the party, she would make the rounds checking on the other guests, then return to the kitchen, where Hank and I were hanging out, for another beer. She would always hug and kiss Hank on the way out. After a couple of times, Hank suggested that she needed to kiss me too. I’d had a couple of drinks, so I would grind my hardening cock against her cunt, and once Hank came up behind her and we pushed his cocks into the crack of her ass. When I felt her firm, slutty breasts pressed against my chest, I wanted her naked and sucking my cock.
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When the party ended, she staggered into the kitchen and mumbled that she was going to bed, and staggered off to their bedroom. As she walked away, Hank and I just looked at each other. We were pretty gone too. Then he winked at me and asked, "Hey, Gene, are we going to let her get away with that?"
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"No way, " I said.
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When we walked into the bedroom Carrie was flopped on the bed, still fully dressed. When we walked into the bedroom, Hank and I were both naked and already had raging erections, "What are you doing in here?" she asked suspiciously, as she lifted her arms over her head and stretched.
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"We're best friends," I said.
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"And we share everything," Chimed in Hank.
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"And we're going to share you, " I laughed.
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Then we jumped on the bed and both started kissing her. Through her moans, she made a token effort to push us away, but it was obvious that she didn’t mean it.
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We pulled her jeans and panties off first and then pulled her legs open. Putting my fingers into her cunt I said, "Man, she's wet." As we held her, Carrie moaned and squirmed a little. Shoving her thighs apart, I leaned down and shoved my tongue into her pussy. Then I flicked my tongue around her clit a couple of times before ramming it back into her wet hole. Hank joined me, and our tongues swirled around her wet cunt and asshole together for a half-hour. She got so excited that she cummed in buckets.
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We finally said it was our turn as we stripped off her T-shirt and thin bra. When her breasts were free, we both fondled them and pulled her nipples hard. She winced and told us to stop, that it hurt. We just laughed and pushed her onto her hands and knees. As we got down on our knees in front of her, we both looked at each other with big grins on our faces. Then we knelt on the bed and made her suck our cocks. When she leaned towards me, I immediately moved closer and shoved my cock in her mouth.
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Like Hank, I’m uncut and the tip of my cock was pretty much hooded with my foreskin. I was about as long as Hank, but thicker. Compared to Hank, she really had a mouthful with me. After three or four sucks Hank reached down and said, “Here, let me pull the skin back.” When he put his hand about halfway up the shaft and pulled it back, Carrie couldn't lick and suck on it enough. It was a very erotic feeling her mouth on my super smooth cock head. That was about the time Hank grabbed her head and pulled her to his cock, claiming it was his turn.
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Soon she was making wet slurping noises as she sucked on us. We made her gag from time to time by grabbing her hair and pushing our cocks deep into her mouth. We both loved it. Then, for about 10-minutes, we jammed both cocks into her mouth and fucked in unison. Neither said anything, but we liked rubbing our cocks against each other. To make Carrie look stupid, we asked her questions but never take our cocks out of her mouth so she could answer. "You love these cocks, don't you, slut, " we asked. When she couldn't answer, we spanked her ass and made it beet red. Every now and then we took turns cock-slapping her face while the other one continued fucking her mouth.
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Soon, we were ready to cum. "Hold you mouth open and stick out your tongue, slut, " screamed Hank as we both erupted, coating her with our hot cum. We spent a few minutes pushing the cum on her face into her mouth, then told her to wash her face.
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Most of the night was spent with Carrie on her hands and knees, or flat on her back with her head hanging off the side of the bed, having our cocks driven into her. Our favorite was when she was down on her hands and knees, with our hands around her hips and entwined in her hair, and us penetrating her from both ends. We both used her nipples from time to time to pull her back and forth. It made her very uncomfortable, and that was good. We slapped her ass and called her cunt, slut, and cum pig. She cummed and cummed and cummed, as we put cum in her throat and in her cunt. After a few hours sleep, in the morning, she woke first and sucked us both off.
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We all piled into the shower and soaped her up, and washed off ourselves. In the shower, Hank got so excited that jacked me off. It surprised me when he put his hand around my cock, but once he started stroking it, it felt so good I forgot how uncomfortable the situation was. Before I knew it Hank was down on his knees eating Carrie’s pussy and she was rocking through a powerful orgasm.
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I glanced over at Hank as he was starting to get and said, “Hang on a second.” When he glanced at me, I had my cock in my hand as I moved towards me. When he looked puzzled, I said, “You’re already down on your knees so what the hell.” Taking him by the back of the head, I touched the head of my cock against his lips. I smiled as a shiver went through my body. Hank must have felt it too because his smile broadened, “You like it don’t you?” I said more as a statement than a question. He could only nodded. “I’m your best friend, you will do anything for me won't you? You want to suck my cock don't you?” He only nodded as he felt me push a little harder forcing my cock between his lips and into his mouth.
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I gave him a few slow strokes and then with Carrie watching, he went down on me. I could tell by his moans that he thought my cock tasted good. Reaching down I patted him on the cheek. Then things started getting more intense and my cock started throbbing in his mouth looking for release. Suddenly both of my balls unloaded, filling his mouth with cum.
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Hank was so funny. He was so embarrassed that he’d sucked my cock that he tripped over himself try to get up and get away from me.
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Back in bed, I rolled a joint and passed it around, making Carrie smoke the most, determined to break down her resistance.
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Carrie got so stoned that she could hardly speak which was OK because we were keeping her mouth full of cock anyway. That's when I got Hank's neckties from his closet. With one, I blindfolded Carrie while she was getting her mouth slammed by Hank's cock. Then, while she wasn't expecting it, I pushed her down on the bed and tied her hands together behind her back. She squirmed and shrieked, causing her firm breasts to jut out so far that we started pulling on her nipples. I swatted her ass a few times and told her we were going to make a sandwich out of her. While Hank held her down, I fucked her mouth explaining how she would be used to satisfy my ass-fucking preferences. And while I was fucking her ass, Hank would fuck her cunt.
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I rammed my cock into her mouth so quick that Hank’s cock brushed mine on his way out. I started fucking her so hard that I thought I was going to rip her mouth open at the corners. It was a relief to her when she felt her mouth starting to fill with hot cream. Then I mumbled something unintelligible as I pushed hard into her mouth supplying her with even more liquid gold. However, it was a little too much because she gagged and coughed causing her to take a couple of shots on her face and down the front of her T-shirt. I was licking her lips as she swallowed as much as she could. “Man that was hot, fuck I could do that all day,” I said as I shoved my cock back into her mouth so she could suck the remains and clean it off for me.
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We both loved watching her squirm as little by little I inserted myself deeper and deeper in her ass. The harder that I fucked her the better that she liked it. When Hank lay alongside her and shoved his cock in her cunt, she began what must have been a half-hour orgasm. After we had fucked her into submission, I had Hank lay on his back with her face down on top with his cock in her pussy and me drilling her ass from above, making a true sandwich. There was nothing sweeter than forcing her to accept my cock and feel her virgin asshole around it. My pleasure was short-lived though, when I found out that her ass had been fucked before.
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After we unloaded in her, we left her tied for a while because she looked like such a sweet whore.
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To be continued…
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The Voyeuristic Husband
Part-3-of-4
More From My Hubby Loans Me
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After a few years of swinging, found it very erotically stimulating for us to go into a bar and have me get picked up and used sexually and returned to Hubby in the bar. We did this about once a month or so, for about a year and always found it heightened our sex life a lot.
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We evolved from both of us going into the bar and him watching to having me drive alone to the bar and enter, with Hank having arrived at the bar before I got there and having a few of the ‘repeat men’ actually keep me all night and return me to our home with Hank waiting to see just how used and abused my body was and fuck me while I described what ‘they’ had done with me. Once we did this while the guy who I had been with all night stood and watched. After 3-4 of these sessions Hank said I felt "looser" to him than I had, and to remind you Hank is a 5-feet 11, white man with a very nice 8-inch erection and a better than average circumference. Truth be told by then I was no longer the least apprehensive about getting 10-11-inch black cocks in any of my 3 fuck holes, as most every man referred to them as.
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Well, in the spring of ‘07 we decided to take a vacation to Jamaica for 3-nights. I took a revealing bikini and a bottom cover up and sandals in my carry on purse so that when we arrived I could go to the ladies room and change and then go join Hank waiting in line to check in. We I came out of the ladies room to walk across the open air lobby a tall young black man walked passed, looking me up and down with a smile on his face and said quietly, "very nice" as he walked past.
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I found Hank at the counter registering us. As I walked up, he grinned at me knowingly. As he finished signing in, a staff person came by and offered us a rum punch. We drunk them as we were led to our room by another staff person. We had sex, took a nap, and went to the beach for a couple hours of sun and sand before returning to our room to get cleaned up and dressed for dinner. Since the place we were staying was child free, I wore plenty of makeup, no panties, and push up bra with pads to give my 34B chest some cleavage. I had a dress from Fredericks that was knee length, slit almost to my waist on both sides and a tight, sleeveless top, in a bright flower print. 4-Inch FM sandals completed my look. I loved the stares I got as much as Hank did, as we entered the restaurant and the rest of the night in the bar.
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After dinner we went to one of the 3-bars at our hotel, and Hank got me some ‘Appleton Reserve’ rum on the rocks and one for himself. As we sat at the bar and drank, we listened to the band playing. I liked the music so we got up and went to dance.
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When we returned the guy that had looked me up and down coming out of the women’s room off the lobby that morning, was sitting in the seat next to ours at the bar. He introduced himself and we chatted for a while. Our visitor bought a round, and then Hank did, and that was when the guy asked both of us if he could dance with me. Hank said, “Sure if Carrie wants to.” I smiled first a Hank and then at the guy and said, “I’d be delighted.”
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It wasn’t long until I was having fun dancing and showing off my legs through the slit in the side of my dress. Every time my bare thighs flashed I got the guys attention, as well as Hank's appreciative smile from the bar. The up tempo tune ended and a slow one began, so the guy pulled me so close to him that I could fell his growing erection pressed against my tummy. When he ask if my hubby minded the way we were dancing, I told him I was certain that he was enjoying watching the show. As his hand at the back of my waist immediately dropped down to my ass, he said, “How about now?”
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I said, “Lets go ask Hank,”
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As soon as we walked off the dance floor and over to our bar seats, the first thing Hank said was, "Why did you stop dancing and feeling her ass?” The conversation went quickly from there to whether or not Hank wanted to be in the room and watch him fuck me or not. As soon as he said yes, and we walk out of the bar and straight to our room. His big hands all over me, as Hank walked just behind us and watched the couples that were walking in the opposite direction.
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When we got to the door to our room, the guy told me to take my dress off and hand it to Hank. Blushing a little, I said, “I’m not wearing any panties.”
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Giving me a stern look, he asked, “So what?”
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Somewhat intimidated by his stare, I slipped my dress over my head and handed it to my husband Hank. As I stood there in nothing but my bra, the guy asked Hank if he thought I could take his big black 12-inch prick. When he asked if I’d ever had anything that big or that color? He seemed surprised when Hank told him yes to both questions. Hank unlocked our door, and led the way inside. Hank turned to look when he heard the guy tell me to get on my knees and suck his black cock. We were standing in the open door with people walking by in the hallway, when I knelt and took his cock in my hand. One young couple stopped and watched as I eased back his foreskin and stretched my mouth over his huge cock. Once I’d got it in they clapped and walked away laughing. As I knelt there sucking, he asked Hank how he liked his white slut wife sucking black cock in public like this?
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Of course Hank said he loved it. Well my bra was soon off and this guy was loosening my vagina with 3-of his fingers and then 4, before he started working his huge back cock into me. I was being stretched like never before when its head popped in it was so tight that I asked if I could have some lube. Not only did Hank get him a tube of Astro glide, but also he smeared it all over his massive erection for him. Than before I knew it I was on my back with him gripping my ankles and holding my legs wide apart. I moaned as I felt that cock entering me and began to resize my vagina. He was half way in me when he paused and said watch closely Hank and he buried the whole thing in my cunt in one thrust.
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I screamed loud and long, never having had my pussy stretched so wide. He backed way out and then plunged in again in a slow pace while I quit screaming and began moaning. The pace picked up and I was getting the most fantastic fucking I had ever had as he pounded and pounded my abused cunt. He pulled out, leaving my cunt gaping, red and swollen, and jacked off all over my face and chest.
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As he dressed, with me laying on the bed completely a ‘sex vegetable’ he ask Hank if I was his slut white wife for black cock only, or was I his whore and did he need to pay Hank for fucking me. Hank thanked him for using me like he did, assuring him that I loved it as much as he did, and that no I was not his whore so no money need change hands.
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As soon as he said goodbye and left, Hank ran me a hot bath so I could soak. And then fucked me for the second time that day while we relived the evening.
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By noon the next day, we were on the beach, seated in lounge chairs with me topless in my bikini bottom. After some time had passed Hank went to cool off in the water and I turned over to get sun on my back. In a couple of minutes, I noticed a shadow on my face. It was, Jason from the night before. Staring at my vagina covered in the thin bikini bottom, he asked me how I was feeling. Then before I could answer, he asked where Hank was because he wanted to talk to him. I pointed at Hank was coming out of the ocean, and Jason walked across the sand to meet him.
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They chatted for a few minutes and then walked the rest of the way back to me. Looking down at me, Jason said, “Hank likes the idea of you coming with me now and my bringing you back to him in the bar we met in last night around 9:00 PM.
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I smiled and looked at Hank and asked, “Are you OK with this?” And he assured me it was great with him. Standing up topless, Jason handed me a folded up towel to hang around my neck, the only coverage for my breasts. He thanked Hank again and then off Jason and I went, with me thinking of 8-hours with his huge black cock.
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Well, He fucked me silly. He used me every way that a man could use a woman, including my ass for the first time. After I recovered, took me shopping. We had my hair and makeup done and it was more ‘whorish’ than I had ever done for myself, and he bought me an outfit that was a top with capped sleeves, bare below my bust, and a micro mini bottom and clear plastic platforms, about 6-inches high and beads and earrings.
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That’s how I looked when we walked in to the bar a bit after 9:00 PM to find Hank. While we had a drink and talked, Jason told Hank that I wanted to spend the night with him and his brother, if that was ok. He assured Hank that they would get me back in time for our 11:00 AM departure. What a night, with 2-huge black cocks, I cummed so much and was so thoroughly fucked so many times I couldn’t keep count.
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They gave me a nice sweat suit to wear on my return flight home and when we met in the lobby they told Hank I was the best white slut they had fucked in years. Standing there in the lobby, with my cunt and ass both gaping open under my clothes, we said goodbye and departed for the airport. On the flight home I told Hank I wanted to come back next spring, and that I had Jason's e-mail address so I could let him know when we would be back.
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To be continued…
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The Voyeuristic Husband
Part-4-of-4
Gene, Hubby's Buddy Is Back With A Friend
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It was Saturday morning and I was cleaning house when the phone rang. It was Gene an old friend of my husbands from Atlanta. Gene asked if Hank my husband was at home. Gene said he was going to be in town today and wanted to stop by and see us. I told him Hank was out of town on business and would not be back until tomorrow afternoon.
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He said shucks and then asked if it would be all right if he stopped by to see me. I was a bit apprehensive but did not want to be rude and said sure why not. He said he was on the way and would be here in about an hour.
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The reason I was apprehensive was the last time Gene came to visit we had a little too much to drink and wound up in a three-way escapade, where he and Hank had treated me to some pretty rough sex. And now I didn’t know what to expect. Opening a bottle of wine, I poured me a glass to calm the butterflies and continued with my housework. It was about 1 o'clock in the afternoon by the time the doorbell rang, and I’d just about finished the bottle of wine.
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When I went to answer the door my sense of nervousness came back, but I steadied myself and opened the door to greet Gene. It was quite a surprise to see him standing there with another man. At that moment I wished that my husband, Hank were here to greet them with me. I said hello and then Gene introduced me to his friend Curt, who he said was a co-worker. Like Hank and I, Gene was in his middle 30s, but Paul was much younger. He was probably mid 20s and very handsome.
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I invited them to come in and make themselves comfortable in the living room where I had a football game on TV.
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I had a glass of wine, so I ask them if they would like something to drink. They both wanted a beer. I could feel them staring at me when I went into the kitchen to get them one and also to refill my wine glass. When I was coming back into the living room I overheard Paul say to Gene that he was right when he said she was gorgeous. This made my head swell just a bit, so I strutted just a little when I entering the room.
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We sat for a while and chatted. Gene said they were in town to visit his daughter. Paul had never met her so was just along for the ride. The sense of tenseness had began to drift away with the wine and the conversation and then Gene told Peter that the last time he was here to visit the he, my husband Hank, and I had had a 3-some. Paul immediately perked up to that and said he would love to have been a part of that. Gene told him that it was very erotic, and that I had a fantastic body to go along with my gorgeous face.
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I told Gene to stop that he was embarrassing me.
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He said, “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about if it’s all true.” As he talked, thoughts of our last encounter started racing through my head. The glow of the wine was bringing back the memories. It was very erotic and because my husband Hank had been there and it was a memorable experience.
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I was hoping they would drink their beer and then leave, but they were now just sitting around twiddling with their empty beer bottles. I being a nice hostess asked if they would like another and they both said, “yes.” As I got up to go into the kitchen, Gene said he would give me a hand. After I got the beers out of the refrigerator and placed them on the counter, Gene came up behind me and grabbed my waist. Leaning forward, he whispered into my ear asking if I remembered our last encounter?
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I told him that I did, but that Hank had been there and a part of it. Nibbling my ear lobe, he whispered into my ear again, asking if I’d enjoyed it? I told him yes, and again reminded him that Hank had been there and part of it the other time.
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I didn’t know where this meeting was going so it was making me a bit nervous. Then with a big smile, Gene asked me if I’d like to do it again. I told him that whether I did or not, we would have to discuss it with Hank first. His whispering in my ear was starting to send a tingle through me. He probably remembered from our last encounter how sensitive my ears are.
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I took a big sip of my wine, and told Gene we should go back into the living room and keep Paul company. He had me lightly pinned between him and the counter. Not moving, he said that Paul would be fine, that he wanted to talk to me a minute first. Then he slipped is hands from my waist down to my stomach and started to caress it.
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I only had on shorts and a light tank top, so I told Gene to stop, that we couldn’t do this.
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He said why not, as he started kissing my ears?
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The glow throughout me increased so I told him he had to stop because Hank was not here.
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He then said what do you think we would be doing if Hank were here?
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I told him that I really didn’t know but somewhere inside I did. While still kissing my ears he started to caress my breast. I tried to break away but he was very strong and I was small, so it was no use. I told him to stop again but this time he said that what Hank did not know wouldn’t hurt him, if that were what I was worried about. Then he slipped a hand down the front of my shorts and started searching for my slit. When I started to resist, he put his feet between my legs and spread them apart, all of the time me telling him no.
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I could now feel him getting hard as cock rubbed against my butt. All of this was now starting to overwhelm me. As he inserted a finger into my pussy he could tell now that I was quite wet and aroused. He was caressing one breast, kissing my ears and neck and fingering my pussy and I was losing control quickly.
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I now remembered how large a cock Gene had because it had now grown to full length. I remembered how good it had felt the last time. Even though he had 8-inches, my husband Hank wasn’t as big as Gene. It had felt wonderful to experience such a large cock on a white guy. Between the wine and the heat, I was succumbing fast.
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Then taking me firmly by the upper arm, Gene said, “Lets go into the bedroom.”
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Try to find a way to escape, I told him that we couldn’t. What about Paul?
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He said Paul would be just fine watching TV. He then turned me around and started heading me toward the bedroom. I didn’t want to do this and yet I wanted to at the same time. As we entered, and Gene closed the bedroom door behind us, I was still a bit numb. As he shut his door, he started taking off his slacks. Then as he removed his underwear and not surprising, when he pulled them down he was already hard and sticking straight out. As I remembered Gene’s cock was perfect, nice cut head, straight, thicker at the head and tapered down to his balls.
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”Hey, I'm not going to be naked by myself. You take off your clothes, too,” Gene ordered. That was the first time anyone had been asked me to do that with Hank’s approval, but I really didn't mind. I knew that it was expected of me.
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As Gene came up to me, as had become the custom, I dropped to my knees. Reaching out, I fondled it for a few seconds and then took my husband’s best friend's cock into my mouth. He immediately got into it and started moaning and thrusting his hips at me. I had only sucked on him three or four minutes when he pulled out of my mouth and before I could move, spewed cum all over my face. After 3 or 4 big ropy globs hit my face, quickly slipped my mouth back over Gene’s cock and swallowed the rest.
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He had me stripped and lying on the bed in no time at all. He then did a swan dive for my pussy. He knew from the last time that if he could get his tongue at my clit I would be his. He was so good at eating pussy that I was soon laying back and enjoying every moment. Before I knew little orgasms started popping off. The juices were flowing out and Gene knew it was time.
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I was lying back with my eyes closed when he started to move up to position himself between my legs. I knew what was coming so I spread my legs. When I opened my eyes, I was amazed to see Paul sitting in a chair in the bedroom watching. I started to protest but Gene just shushed me and said he’s just going to watch. Then pining me to the mattress, he started easing his big cock into my sopping wet pussy. The feeling of it starting to slide in was enough to shut me up. Also the thought of someone watching me get fucked was very exciting right now. Gene got his cock about half way in, but then had to back out and start again. Finally the full length of his cock entered and filled me. It was all the way in and the ride started. As I wrapped my legs around his waist, his hips started moving greedily and I could feel his slick hardness moving in and out of me. His strong hands possessively clasped my bottom and pulled me tighter up to him.
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When I felt my arousal, strangled sobs escaped my lips as Gene moved powerfully up and down. As he increased his speed, I gripped his shoulders as the first contractions of my orgasm began. A million little orgasms were popping now became a little bigger. Then my body was quivering and I knew a huge one was on the way. As I bucked and moaned, Gene brutally rammed his cock in and out of me. The feeling was so tremendous and then all of a sudden Gene stopped. I really didn’t want this, but he said time for doggie style. He knows I love doggie style from the last go around.
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When he got me up and rolled me over to position me in the doggie style position I was staring right at Peter. He was no longer sitting in the chair but was now standing naked by the bed, stroking his cock. By now I was so horney that I couldn’t wait so I that immediately leaned forward and kissed his thighs, and balls. I loved taking in a man’s body with all my senses, rubbing my face in his small patch of dark pubic hair, enjoying its feel and slightly musky smell. Then I took Paul’s cock slowly in my mouth, being careful to wet the whole shaft with my tongue. When he was well lubed with saliva, I held the base of his rod with one hand and took it as deep as I could in my mouth. I knew I was pleasing him when he started to moan. Twisting his fingers in my hair, He held my head down with both hands, not in a rough way, but so there was no doubt what he wanted. He got so excited that he started gradually thrusting deeper and deeper into my mouth. Enjoying myself, I relaxed, allowing him to go in almost to the hilt and then tightening my lips for the outstroke. Peter was going nuts. He was bouncing and panting and carrying on, and that just made it all better. When I knew he was going to cum I pushed his cock as far back as I could without gagging just in time for him to let it go in my throat.
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As Paul’s flaccid cock slipped from my mouth, Gene swatted me on my naked butt hard enough to raise a red welt, and then slammed his cock balls deep into me with one huge stroke. Caught up in the excitement, I started trying to meet Gene’s strokes as he was hammered me from behind. My breasts were flipping around and my little grunts started to match pace with him. It quickened as Gene's cock started to grow with his orgasm.
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Gene was at the point of orgasm when he stopped, pulled his cock out and started shooting his hot ropy load all over my back. The feeling of the hot cum splashing across my bare flesh was exhilarating.
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As I was basking in the warmth of his cum on my back, Gene said that he wanted Peter to try my tight pussy. Before I could say anything Peter was on the bed spreading my legs and aiming his monstrous cock toward my tight little hole. I protested but it did no good as Paul started sliding his cock into me. It was so big that I didn’t think he was going to get it all the way in. but he swatted me on the butt and kept working at it until it was finally in.
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Once it was in I was so full that when he started working it in and out the feeling was overwhelming. He could tell that I was going to blow a big orgasm, so to tease me; every time I was almost there he would stop. I was going crazy and wanting to cum badly.
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Suddenly Paul stopped, rolled off the top of me and said for me to get on top, that he loved ‘cowgirl-style.” I love it too, plus once I’m on top with that monster cock inside me, there would be no more toying with my orgasm. When I mounted him I had to raise myself up and lower myself down three times before I was able to take it all. But when I did, I went to town on it. I was totally oblivious to anything going on around me. He had my breast in his hands, squeezing them while I merrily bounce up and down on his shaft. As far as I was concerned there was nothing left to do but ride and ride hard. I could feel another orgasm waiting just around the corner as I continued to slam down on his throbbing cock.
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As it swelled up inside me, I felt his balls tighten and then I felt his cum explode into my pussy. When it happened it pushed me over the edge and we both erupted in monstrous orgasms. It was so ecstatic for both of us that we just kept cumming and cumming.
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When it was over I just lay there on the bed, exhausted and trembling. Once they caught their breath, they both got dressed. Guys always make me laugh. They are all so proud of their cock that they always want me to kiss the head before they put it back away in their pants. Gene and Paul were no exceptions. After saying thanks for a wonderful time and they strolled casually out. An hour later, I was still lying in bed trying to figure how I was going to explain this to my husband Hank, but for the moment it was nice to just lay there and bask in the after glow of fantastic sex.
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The end…
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