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My new-found toy

I had lusted after her sister for SO long – but never even gave her a second glance – before today …

A nurse’s story

“I’m a slut,” Carol Wilson concluded. “I am discreet, to be sure, but I am a sexually promiscuous woman just the same.” These thoughts were racing through Carol’s mind as she stood at her nursing station late one night. Carol was a senior nursing supervisor at a major hospital in Chapel Hill and was working the eleven to seven shift on the third floor east wing that particular night. At three in the morning the halls were silent and the other nurse on the shift was at lunch. At quiet times like these Carol mused over the bizarre things that had happened in her life. She anxiously shook her head as she concluded that her husband, Greg, was a major contributing factor to her sexual depravity.
Thinking back, she realized that she’d been a naive country girl from Greenville when she went off to nursing school at UNC. She met her future husband there and he quickly introduced her to the joys of sex…wild, raging, uncontrolled sex. Greg had quickly broken down all of the barriers that she had developed growing up in a quiet, conservative family. Just about everything possible had been experienced during those college days . She’d even been shared by several of his fraternity brothers after one particularly drunken party at his apartment. She just shook her head at that particular rememberance. In any case, Greg and Carol were married after college and quickly got involved in the sexual swinging that was rampant at that time. Their sex lives were full, to say the least. Although most of their experiences were as a couple, they also did some fooling around on our own. Greg first started cheating with several women and, Carol had to admit, she was dreadfully hurt at first. She quickly decided, however, that this was an opportunity for her to get a little action on her own. They ultimately reached an agreement: Neither would ask about the other’s escapades … as long as they were discrete. They had certainly enjoyed each other, even though they never had children, but enjoyed others as well.
Carol had been a knockout in those days ….. and even now at age forty-two, she knew that men still turned their heads to watch as she entered a room. She was a slender five foot six with silky light brown hair. Her face was strikingly attractive and possessed all the classic features and sparkling, perfectly-spaced brown eyes. Her skin was still flawless, her nose had a slight upturn, and her lips were rich and full. Her hair was a thick, light brown that fell to her shoulders and was cut in even bangs across the front. Her frame was slender and taut with small, but properly proportioned breasts, and a well-rounded ass. As every man noticed, her legs were her most attractive feature, long and shapely. Unfortunately, her physical charms were well hidden under the baggy hospital “scrubs” that had replaced the traditional nurses uniform since she had graduated from nursing school.
“Oh yes,” Carol thought, “I’ve messed around on my husband many times over the years and fucked a number of other men. There were just too many opportunities at the hospital not to take advantage of them,” she smiled at the remembrances. “I had that long term relationship with Doctor Jerry Winthrop and thoroughly enjoyed the frequent “coffee breaks” we took on the couch in his office. Then I’d screwed around with Dr. Quinton until he took a position at the medical college in Richmond. Oh yes, then there had also been that medical student who worked as a part-time phlebotomist, and the Med Tech with the big cock, … and all the rest! Oh yeah, I’ve had a full, but carefully discreet, sex life over the last twenty years.” She gazed up and down the silent, darkened corridors, lost in her thoughts of past sexual encounters.
That particular night shift her thoughts curiously shifted to Malcolm Johnson. She’d known Malcolm, a black male nurse, for years and even though they occasionally worked together on the same shift, she’d never really considered him to be someone to ever fool around with. To be sure, they’d talked a lot and sometimes the banter got a little smutty. When no one else was around, their conversations were frequently filled with innuendo and even overtly sexual comments. However, other than the exchange of sexually-charged words, the two really never did anything physical.
For some reason Carol started having very erotic and sensual dreams about Malcolm the previous August. They were uncomfortably real and so vivid that when she woke up after them, her pussy was wet and she could virtually smell and taste him from the imagined encounter. The dreams reoccurred every few days, and became more and more vivid as time passed. This situation began driving her to the point of distraction on her job. Carol could never gather together sufficient courage to tell Malcolm about her increasingly erotic dreams, though. She found It was so frustrating to be imagining him fucking her, forcing her to suck his cock and doing all the bizarre things she dreamt of him doing to her! Regardless, nothing ever happened … but that was soon to change.
About a week later Carol was working a Wednesday three to eleven shift, but circumstances were such that she was forced to stay late. The nursing services manager was at a conference in Raleigh and had asked her to do the regular nursing station stock inventory during her shift. Unfortunately, the day had been unusually busy and by eleven o’clock she had not had the opportunity to inventory the supplies. Malcolm had relieved her and she finished up some shift paperwork before she intended to start to the inventory. She had completed all the paperwork when she realized that she had left her hospital service keys at home. Consequently, she realized that she would have to ask Malcolm to borrow his store room keys.
When Carol asked him for them, he said they were in his pants pocket, but he was working on a critical specimen and couldn’t stop to get them. He winked and said, “Why don’t you just grab them out of my pocket yourself, Carol.” Smiling, she reached down into his pocket to fetch the keys. Unintentionally, however, she grasped his his cock. She really hadn’t intended to do anything else, but she teasingly squeezed it two or three times before she felt it hardening in her hand and a smile began to across trace Malcolm’s face.
Carol, suddenly embarrassed at her boldness, quickly released her grip on his dick and jerked her hand out of his pocket. Blushing, she murmured that she was sorry and just stood frozen there in her unexpected embarrassment. Malcolm turned toward her, winked and said, “I thought you just wanted my storeroom keys; but, you can do that any time you want to.” Then he smiled, reached in his pocket, fished out the keys and handed them to her.
Carol grabbed the keys and rushed down the hall to the storeroom. She was so embarrassed by what had happened that she could not bring herself to return the keys to Malcolm after she had unlocked the door. Rather, she gave them to another nurse who happened to pass by the storeroom, asking her return them to him.
Forcing herself to focus on the inventory, Carol started to account for the products and materials stored in the tall shelving that filled the room. After a while she was so focused on her job that she was oblivious to everything else. The nurses station storage room was fairly small and, although the nursing and administrative supplies required for immediate use were limited, they were stacked in shelves by use and availability. She couldn’t see the door from where she was crouched down, inventorying a bottom shelf when the circumstances changed significantly.
Carol heard the door open and close and then the distinctive sound of the lock being engaged again. She peered around the shelving and was starting to stand up when she saw Malcolm walking in. She was about to say something, but was still mortified by the incident at the nursing station and decided to remain quiet. Malcolm looked directly at her, unzipped his fly, and pulled his cock out of his white hospital pants. His shaft was hard as a rock and he smiled as he started stroking himself, looking directly at Carol squatting on the floor. She paused in fear, yet was not able to take her eyes off him and what he was doing with his erect shaft.
He walked directly in front of her, caressing his cock while he walked. When he was directly in front of her, he softly said, “Well, Mrs. Wilson, why don’t you help me take care of this swelling I seem to have.” She just stared at his huge cock bobbing inches in front of her face.
Carol asked him, “ahhh ….. wha …. what?”
He said “Why don’t you put my cock in that pretty white mouth of yours. Just open your mouth and suck on it. I think you can help me get rid of the swelling” To her amazement, Carol obediently responded and did just what he ordered her to do without question.
He gently slid his cock in and out of her mouth as he increased the stroking of the shaft. He looked down at Carol and told her “Look up at me, Mrs. Wilson.” Then he said, “You like being on your knees in front of me, sucking my cock, don’t you? Important nursing supervisor. Hmmm, a white girl like you just needs a big black cock in your mouth every so often, just to make you realize where you belong.”
Carol felt embarrassed and humiliated and feebly tried to pull her lips away from his cock. He realized what she was trying to do and reached his free hand around behind her head, and grabbed her by the hair. His strong grip wouldn’t allow her to pull her mouth off of his turgid cock. He forced her mouth back down on his throbbing shaft and made her continue sucking. Finally he released his stroking hand as he thrust forward, ramming his dick fully into Carol’s mouth.
Malcolm let out a loud, drawn-out groan as he climaxed. Carol tasted the massive load of his creamy semen spurting into her mouth and coursing down her throat. His spewing cock quickly overwhelmed her mouth and she choked and coughed. In response, he eased his dick out of her mouth while his climax continued. She closed her eyes as he spewed his semen over her face and down on the top of her scrubs.
When he finally stopped ejaculating, Carol’s face was covered by his semen. “That’s it, keep your eyes closed. Hold it right there, Mrs. Wilson.” After a brief moment he continued, “Perfect, Thanks, Mrs. Wilson. Hey, let’s get together and do this again real soon.”
Carol opened her eyes and watched as he zipped up his fly and walked toward the door. She heard the stockroom door open and close and Malcolm was gone. Stunned, she collapsed out of her crouch and sat on the floor, crying. She just couldn’t believe what had happened and what Malcolm had done to her. After several moments, she cleaned up as best she could, wiping her face with the hem of her scrubs.
Embarrassed and humiliated, Carol left the storeroom and went down to the senior nurses office on the second floor to hide. She just couldn’t go back to the nursing station and face Malcolm. No sooner had she got there and sat at her desk, uncontrollably sobbing with her head in her hands, when she got an e-mail from Malcolm. She opened it and recoiled at what it contained. It was a picture of Carol kneeling down with Malcolm’s creamy semen spattered all over her face and with even more oozing out of her open mouth. At the edge of the photo, mere inches away from her face, was the head of Malcolm’s rigid cock. She hadn’t realized it, but he had obviously snapped the shot with his cell phone camera when her eyes were closed at the end of the encounter. He had included a brief message, as well. “Mrs. Wilson, I’ve wanted to have you suck me off for years. Keep this to remind you of what happened. You might even want to share it with your husband. I’m sure he’d love to have a shot of you sucking a black cock.” Oddly enough, instead of deleting the e-mail, she saved it to a hidden folder in her personal email account.
Carol let three days pass after she’d sucked Malcolm’s dick in the storeroom. She had even called in sick so she wouldn’t have to encounter him directly. She just couldn’t bear the thought of seeing him and knowing what he would be thinking, remembering how she had sucked him off. She just couldn’t imagine how she could face him again, remembering how he had humiliated her like that. Even so, her pussy tingled every time she recalled the encounter. “What’s wrong with me!” she wondered. As much as she hated Malcolm for degrading her like that, she couldn’t erase the memory of the overpowering sensation of sucking him off, of feeling his hot sperm gushing into her mouth. She would pull up the picture on her computer when she was alone to look at it again and again. Whenever she relived the incident she was so thoroughly excited and aroused by the thought of his orgasm in her mouth that her pussy would become soaking wet.
The day Carol went back to work was a day when Malcolm was off shift. Consequently, she felt somewhat more comfortable about being there. She just hoped that hospital upper management team would never find out about the incident. “Well,” she thought, “I just hope that he is going to be satisfied with what happened and be finished with me.” She was conflicted, as well, because at the same time she clung to the overpowering desire that he would do it again, violate her again. However, this time, not just use her mouth but fuck her pussy, as well.
This particular day she worked the 7 am – 3 pm shift, and was surprised when her boss, Susan Thompson, called her at the nursing station a little before three. She and Susan had been friends for years, well before Susan had been promoted to her new position. Susan asked if she wanted to go out for a drink with her after the shift. Carol quickly responded, “Sure,. Susan. I think that’s a great idea. I could use one after this week.”
The two women went to the bar at a hotel right down the boulevard from the hospital. They “talked shop” and sipped their drinks for almost an hour when Carol got a call on her cell phone. Answering it, she was surprised to hear Malcolm’s voice. Malcolm apologized for not calling her the last few days and said he’d been busy, but wanted to say thanks for a terrific blowjob. “I certainly enjoyed having you suck me off, Mrs. Wilson. I bet you like to suck a lot of cock, don’t you? I bet you like to suck the cocks of men other than your husband, too, don’t you?”
Carol really didn’t know how to answer. Instead of her initial reaction to hang up, for some unknown reason she said, “I’ve been thinking about what happened and, yes, I do like it.” Almost immediately she was shocked by what she had said and wanted to take back her words right after she’d said them, but it was entirely too late.
Malcolm said “Hey, look, I’m not doing anything at the moment. Why don’t we meet someplace?” Again, before she thought through what he had asked, Carol said, “I’m in the bar at the hotel down the street from the hospital. Susan Thomson and I are having an after-work drink. Why don’t you join us?”
“Sounds great,” he responded, “I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
Carol’s stomach was churning. “What on earth have I done?” she thought, shocked by what she had done. “How could I be so stupid? What am I going to say to him when he gets here?” Visably shaken, Carol ordered another bourbon and coke.
Susan look puzzled and asked her “What’s wrong, Carol?” Carol paused and then told her that Malcolm was coming there and joining them for drinks. “So, what’s the problem?. He’s joined us for drinks before.”
Carol’s head swirled in a series of confused and conflicting thoughts and emotions. Finally she decided to tell Susan what happened that night in the storeroom. As Carol related the story, Susan’s eyes widened, her jaw dropped, and an expression of sheer astonishment crossed her face. Even so, the question she asked upon hearing the story shocked Carol: “What was it like, Carol? What did his cock look like?”
Carol paused briefly, then grinned, and said , “Oh, Susan! It was huge! …and just full of creamy semen!”
Susan smiled, swirled the bourbon around her glass and quietly said “I’ve always wondered what he was like. I often imagined exactly what size of cock he had, but never had the opportunity to find out. You did!”
Carol closed her eyes and said, “Damn, Susan! He really is huge! Oh! … and he just filled my mouth with his cum!”
“Did you enjoy it?” asked Susan quietly, imagining herself in such a circumstance.
“No, not at first,” Carol honestly responded. “It wasn’t until I started to think about the experience later and began reliving it that I found myself truly aroused by what happened.”
Perhaps fifteen minutes later the pair saw Malcolm walk in with a several of his friends. This was something Carol hadn’t expected, but admitted that she was certainly excited to see him. She didn’t know any of the other men though, and neither did Susan. They knew, however, that none of them were from the hospital staff.
The four men came over and joined the women at the table and sat down. Malcolm introduced Antwan, Duane, and D’shawn. He explained that they were all members of his basketball team in the city’s adult recreation league. Providing introductions, Malcolm explained that Antwan worked as a loan officer at a local bank, while Duane was a lawyer and D’shawn was a high school coach. The group started talking and the men bought Carol and Susan several drinks over the next hour.
It was almost five o’clock when the men suggested that they all get something to eat in the hotel restaurant. Susan said, “Oh no, not for me. I have to get home. Carol, what about you? are you going to be staying?” Carol knew she was entirely too drunk to drive and planned on leaving. She intended on calling Greg, her husband, to come pick her up. Carol assured Susan that she would be fine told her that she would call her. However, Malcolm then suggested that she go back to his home nearby and have another drink, assuring her that he would then get her home.
Carol knew that she should leave right then; however, for some bizarre reason, Malcolm’s suggestion made sense. She told him “Why not, but that I can’t be out too late either. I better call Greg.” She called her husband and lied that she and Susan were going out for the evening. There was a pause and then Greg said, “Okay.” Pausing again, he continued “Be careful and get a ride home if you’re too drunk.” After she hung up, Malcolm said he’d that he’d take care of her and get her home. Susan was concerned and feeling reluctant to leave, but she got up and prepared to leave the bar.
They all walked Susan out to her car and she gave Carol a wink as she got in. “Well, Carol, have a fun evening and tell me about it tomorrow.” When Susan’s car pulled away, Carol got into Malcolm’s Honda and the two drove a few blocks off of the main thoroughfare and into a quiet, secluded neighborhood. The couple drove without a word being spoken, lost in their own thoughts. Carol’s mind was swirling, recalling the storeroom experience and anticipating what she hoped would happen at his home. Even so, she was surprised when Malcolm’s friends pulled in the driveway behind them and asked him, “Did you know they were going to be coming over too?””
Malcolm said “Yeah, I’d invited them to come with us and we would all have a little party.” He grinned and continued. “Now, you treat my bros right and they’ll give you the night of your life.” He laughed and winked. Carol was more than a little drunk, but she quickly realized what kind of party he was talking about and that she’d be the center of attention for an interacial gangbang.
They all went inside the spacious and surprisingly well appointed house. Malcolm directed everyone into the living room and went into the kitchen to prepare drinks. Carol found herself sitting on a couch between Malcolm’s friends Duane and Antwan and as small as the couch was, the three were crowded quite close. Malcolm returned to the living room and passed out the liquor. After several moments, Duane and Antwan began rubbing Carol’s body through her clothing while the conversation continued and everyone sipped their drinks.
Everyone was laughing and talking as the additional alcohol continued to break down Carol’s remaining inhibitions. She really didn’t understand what everyone was talking about other than the evident fact that she was laughing and having a really good time. Because of the alcohol, her head began to swim in erotic thoughts. The two men beside her took turns kissing her, probing her mouth with their tongues. Carol was surprised that she was enthusiastically kissing them back, probing with her own tongue. After several minutes, Duane peeled off her scrub top, while Antwan began to work at removing her white scrub pants. Carol gave out a drunken laugh, and thought “Oh yeah, this evening is going to be something special!” Even so, she said, “I think you better stop what you’re doing, because … ..” She never completed the sentence because suddenly Duane unsnapped and removed her bra and started sucking and caressing her nipples while Antwan resumed his efforts with her hospital pants.
Carol didn’t struggle, and in no time they had her completely naked. Antwan tossed Carole’s panties to Malcolm and the men all whistled in appreciation of Carol’s shapely body. Duane and Antwan continued running their hands all over her body, especially between her legs. Carol leaned back on the couch and spread her legs further apart, giving them a better opportunity to let them do anything they wanted. She closed her eyes and put her hands behind her head as she leaned against the back of the couch, enjoying their caresses.
As Antwan reached down between Carol’s legs, he fondled her pussy and was quickly joined by Duane. Carol drunkenly giggled again, surprised at her wontoness. Certainly she was bothered by these black strangers feeling her private parts, but it felt so good that she wanted them to continue. She knew she was drunk and knowing the men were abusing her actually excited and aroused her. She could feel her pussy juices flowing profusely, quickly coating the men’s fingers. Surprisingly, Carol quickly experienced her first orgasm of the evening prompted by just their probing fingers alone. It was overpowering and she truly thought she was going to pass out from the combination of booze and sexual arousal.
“This white bitch likes it,” chuckled Duane. “Now, let’s see how much she likes this.” He unzipped his slacks and extracted a fully erect seven inch cock and pulled Carol’s head into his lap. Carol obediently opened her mouth and began to enthusiastically suck his rigid cock. “Hey, Gimme some of that!” said Antwan after a few minutes watching the action. “Don’t I get some?” Duane agreed and Carol felt her head being pulled to the other side to suck another firm, throbbing cock. This one was about the same size, but seemed even thicker than the first one. She sucked Antwan’s cock deep in her throat, making soft humming sounds as she did. She gradually worked her mouth all the way down his organ until she felt her nose reach his kinky pubic hair. Malcolm watched the three and told Carol to go ahead and suck them both off, “You need a mouthful of hot cum, woman.” he chuckled.
Carol increased her efforts, sucking eagerly until Antwan finally thrust up violently and climaxed with a thick load of creamy white sperm. Carol swallowed every drop, then directed her attention back to Duane and swallowed his swollen shaft. She worked her magic on his cock and was quickly rewarded with an equally thick white load. As his climax subsided, Carol scooped up a few drops of cum that had dribbled out the corners of her mouth and licked them from her fingers.
Even in her drunken and lust-filled condition, Carol realized that the other two men in the room had shed their clothes and were now completely naked. D’shawn pulled her forward and up off the couch, pushing her down on her knees on the floor. She was kneeling in front of Malcolm and D’shawn, each with huge erections, taking them in each hand and began stroking one while she sucked the other. Carol didn’t hesitate, but inhaled Malcolm’s cock all the way to the base in one smooth plunge. She made sloppy, sensual sucking sounds with her mouth as she worked him back and forth and finally deep into her throat. It wasn’t long before her strenuous efforts were rewarded as a thick load of creamy semen flooded her mouth.
She had barely swallowed that load, when she turned her attention to D’shawn. His cock was a little shorter, perhaps six inches, and very slender. She giggled, humorously thinking “Why, he’s a real ‘pencil dick’!” Even so, she lavished sloppy kisses and licks on the man’s shaft before sucking him all the way. D’shawn was patient, enjoying every moment with this skilled white woman and she worked on him for quite a while the other men cheered her on. After about five minutes of her exquisite cocksucking skills, he also blew a fresh load of cum down her throat.
As she swallowed the last of D’shawn’s sperm, Carol looked up to see the other three naked men standing around her, black skin glistening in the dim light, looking down on her and stroking their cocks. “Look at her, she loves this shit,” said Duane “She be nothing but a true whore,” said Antwan. Carol was beyond caring what they were saying; all she wanted was for one of these men to slam his cock into in her foaming hot pussy and fuck her. As she was pulled to her feet, Malcolm said, “We’re gonna use you, Mrs. Wilson. We gonna fuck your white ass silly!”
Duane grabbed her and led her to the large coffee table and pushed her on her back. He spread her legs and said, “Get ready to fuck, bitch!” He wasted no time and rammed his stiff cock into her drooling slash, driving it all the way in without a pause. In spite of her wanton needs, the force of the thrust elicited a loud grunt from Carol. She concentrated on the fat dick that was starting to fuck her hard, sliding over her swollen clitoris with each probing thrust. “Fuck me, damn you!” she wailed, “Fuck me.” Considering her agitated state of arousal and provocative words, it didn’t take much of this before Duane closed his eyes and blasted her cunt with his hot, creamy sperm.
Next up was Antwan and when he entered her pussy, he took his time and slowly, deliberately wormed his thick shaft all the way in. Carol lost it again, seemingly in one sustained orgasm as she screamed in sexual release. She began wildly thrusting against him, humping her hips upwards to get even more of his black cock up her pussy. When he reached his orgasm, after quite a long time of hard fucking, she came with him in yet another crashing orgasm of her own.
Malcolm was behind Carol and rolled her over. She spread her legs, and he plunged his huge cock into her already saturated pussy. She was so wet at that point that he slid in easily. He laughed and said “This white girl, senior nurse Wilson, is more than ready and willing to take a lot of cock in her. What do you think? can we help this cock-hungry white bitch out?”
The others laughed and shouted approval. Antwan said, “Fuck her in her ass, bro!” Malcolm laughed again and asked Carol “Would you like that, Mrs. Wilson? Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?” Carol quietly moaned, “Yes.” Malcolm chuckled again and told her to beg him to fuck her in the ass. Carol anwered with a near scream, “Please fuck me in my ass! Shove that big black cock of yours in my ass … please!!!”
Carol couldn’t believe that she was actually pleading this erotic and sensual request, especially in a room full of black guys that she had fucked and sucked! Malcolm pulled his dick out of her pussy and she felt his cockhead pushing against her rectum. This time she did feel pain as he first penetrated her. She screamed, which only made the men laugh. However, before she could make any more sounds D’shawn grabbed her by her head and shoved his cock into her mouth. As he started to thrust it in and out he said, “Here’s something for you suck on, bitch!”
Malcolm’s thick shaft battered Carol’s rectum, slamming in at out as he shouted, “Take it, bitch! Take all my cock! Oh, fuck! Her ass is so tight!” Carol moaned around D’shawn’s dick rammed past her sucking lips, lost in her own sexual overload. Probably ten minutes passed before both men reached their climax, pouring even more semen into her body.
After that they all took turns with the exhausted Carol until she could barely stand. Antwan sat on the couch and told Carol to straddle him and sit down. Weakened, Carol did as she was told and he grabbed and positioned his cock and the moment she sat down he drove his cock deep in her rectum. Pulling her body back, he told Duane “Fuck the white bitch’s pussy now!!” Duane didn’t hesitate, sliding his cock against the lips of Carol’s steaming slash and driving it home. Now Carol had two huge black cocks probing and thrusting in her body. The double penetration prompted yet another orgasm and she ground back against their cocks in frenzied response. The action only made the men fuck the sex-crazed woman all the harder, which in turn making her orgasm more. With a howl, Antwan was the first to reach his climax, flooding her ravaged rectum with his steaming hot cum. He was quickly followed by Duane, who blasted another load into Carol’s sodden, well-used pussy.
They gradually stopped their fucking and they turned Carol over to be violated by the other two black men. She was rolled sideways to Malcolm’s waiting cock. Facing Malcolm, she was lifted and firmly impaled on his rigid shaft as he pulled her body toward his chest. D’shawn then crouched behind her, positioning himself and slid his cock in her battered rectum. In spite of the akward position, the two men began fucking her, shaking her weakened body like a rag doll. Seeing his opportunity, Duane stood up on the couch and grabbed the mature woman by the hair, shoving his cock back into her mouth. “Clean my cock, bitch!” he screamed. Antwan cheered them all on, stroking his cock as he watched Carol getting fucked in the pussy, ass and mouth.
Carol’s loud moans, the sounds of the men grunting, and the emotion of the experience drowned out everything. Carol’s mind was swirling for what seemed like hours, then she heard Malcolm grunt and say “I’m cuming in that white pussy of yours!!!” and Carol felt his load spurt deep inside of her. Moments later, D’shawn groaned and said “Oh, fuck! Oh yeah, feel a load of nigger cum up that tight white ass of yours! Oh, fuck yeah!” as he loosed his own flow of steaming semen into her rectum.
After a few moments, Duane pulled out of Carol’s ass and then she staggered off of Malcolm. She was so weakened by the fucking that she couldn’t stand up and slumped down next to him, exhausted and nearly comatose, She could hear them all of them laughing and hooting as Malcolm said “Mrs. Wilson is the kind of white girl who loves getting gang-fucked by niggers.”
And, just that suddenly, the gangbang came to a close when Duane threw her a towel, and said, “We’re done and you needed to clean up.” The others began to clean up and get dressed. Malcolm turned and quietly asked her, “Mrs. Wilson, are you okay?” Carol didn’t quite know how to answer him. Her pussy burned and her ass was on fire and her jaw had been outrageously stretched. She could barely move her legs and her arms were like rubber. But, she knew that she had never experienced as many orgasms as she had that night, perhaps in her entire life. Here she was, a respected nursing professional, sitting on a couch her white body totally naked after having been gangbanged by four black guys. She knew she should feel humiliated, violated, and ashamed; however, instead, she was totally turned on and aroused by the the fact that she had indeed been gangbanged by four black studs!
After she had recovered somewhat and the other men had left, Carol had Malcolm drive her home and that’s when she looked at the time on the dashboard clock. It was almost eleven. She had been fucked almost constantly for almost five hours.
On the way home, neither she nor Malcolm spoke as she replayed the events of the evening in her head. In doing so she realized that she was getting aroused again. She knew that she’d been fucked like she’d never been fucked before in her entire life. She was ashamed at what she’d done at Malcolm’s house. She’d been completely ravaged by four black men. Still, she was amazed at her eventual enjoyment of the ordeal, as evidenced by the moistness of her pussy in her renewed arousal.
Malcolm dropped her off at her home and she quietly entered the darkened house. Greg had obviously gone to bed. She climbed the steps to the bedroom and stripped off her scrubs, bra and panties. After a long, hot shower, she slipped into the bed. Her huband, awakened, sleeply asked, “Have a good time?” Carol, answered answered a brief “Yes,” then turned over and pulled the covers over her. She immediately fell asleep and as she slept, she had some positively outrageous dreams.

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That damned Beanie Final Part

This will be the final part of this story. the reason will become clearer once you have read it. I am really sorry for the long wait and i hope this will be a good christmas/haunukkah/yule present for you all.

TIGHT MINI SKIRT

TIGHT MINI SKIRT
In a crowded city at a busy bus stop, a beautiful young woman who was waiting for a bus was wearing a tight mini skirt. As the bus stopped and it was her turn to get on, she became aware that her skirt was too tight to allow her leg to come up to the height of the first step of the bus. Slightly embarrassed and with a quick smile to the bus driver, she reached behind her to unzip her skirt a little, thinking that this would give her enough slack to raise her leg. Again, she tried to make the step only to discover she still couldn’t. So, a little more embarrassed, she once again reached behind her to unzip her skirt a little more, and for the second time attempted the step, and, once again, much to her chagrin, she could not raise her leg. With a little smile to the driver, she again reached behind to unzip a little more and again was unable to make the step. About this time, a large Texan who was standing behind her picked her up easily by the waist and placed her gently on the step of the bus. She went ballistic and turned to the would-be Samaritan and yelled, “How dare you touch my body! I don’t even know who you are!”
The Texan smiled and drawled, “Well, ma’am, normally I would agree with you, but after you unzipped my fly three times, I kinda figured we was friends.”

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Titcage (Chapter 2)

Claire has been sent to do work experience at “Titcage”, a lobby organisation dedicated to countering women’s rights. Having been welcomed to the office, she now gets involved in their demeaning work…

lustful doctor

Lauren was sitting alone in her office, there have been no patients since morning and she could completely indulge in her thoughts, she’s been having problems in her family life and her husband was abusing her, instead of romantic dinners under candle light he was missing away with his friends, hitting the local bars, coming home late and drunk. Lauren wanted love, just like any other woman of her age, she was about thirty and her sexual desires were starting to unfold, she wanted sex, she wanted to feel her husband’s dick in her mouth, she wanted to feel it in her pussy, but whenever he came home late from the bar, he would go straight to bed and in a few minutes she could hear him snoring. She understood that he was no longer interested in her and she was a young, hot brunette and she failed to understand why she wasn’t appealing to her husband anymore.
Suddenly she heard a humble knock on the door and in came a really shy guy, he was short and wearing glasses. He was real computer nerd who probably spend most of his time sitting in front of the computer. Lauren looked at him and made a gesture for him to take a seat.
“Hi, my name is Melvin”, the stranger introduced himself.
“So, what are your complaints”, Lauren said and looked at the nerd again.
“I’ve been having headaches recently and I don’t know what the problem could be”, Melvin said and looked at Lauren with hope in her eyes.
Lauren looked at Melvin again and understood what the matter was, he was trapped inside his apartment spending days and nights in front of the computer screen, he didn’t have enough fresh air and sex was just out of the question. Lauren decided to have some fun with that guy.
“So, lie down and I’ll check your pulse”, and he lay on the couch in the doctor’s office. Lauren came up to him and gently took his hand in hers. “You’re so tense and I think you should relax a bit, let’s try a small therapy”. Lauren said and started rubbing her hand over his body.
Melvin closed his eyes and started breathing heavily. Lauren brought her hand closer to his groin and started rubbing over it, soon she felt a bulge in his pants.
“But what are you doing?”, Melvin asked Lauren in a low voice.
“Don’t you like my therapy? If you do then just lay still and let me finish it”. Lauren said in a sweet voice and kept rubbing all over his bulge. In a minute Lauren unzipped his fly and let his cock free, she started running her palm all over it and soon she felt it was ready to explode. She leaned down and took it in her mouth. She was really longing for a hard cock and she didn’t care whose cock it was since her husband was abusing her. Once Melvin’s cock got into her mouth she started sucking on it lustfully trying to squeeze it and make Melvin hotter and hotter. She took it out of her mouth and looked at it, a hard dick was facing her, she spat on it and took it into her mouth again and started running her tongue all over it. Melvin was moaning and his glasses fell from his eyes, he didn’t care, all he wanted was to food that hot doctor with his semen but she didn’t let him do it.
“So, now it’s time for you to try that therapy on me”, Lauren said and lay on the table, she spread her legs wide and opened her pussy.
“Don’t you want to try my pussy? Come on, let your tongue play with it”, she nearly moaned inviting Melvin to action.
Melvin didn’t need to be asked twice, he came up to her and got on his knees, he wasn’t an experienced fucker and Lauren could see this, but that time she needed a cock and she didn’t care who it belonged to.
Meanwhile Melvin brought his time to Lauren’s pussy and started licking it as if he was licking an ice-cream, he was running all over it, Lauren spread her pussy lips with her fingers and Melvin penetrated her with his tongue, Lauren moaned and Melvin started making the upwards movements with his tongue imitating a tiny cock. In a few minutes Melvin took his tongue out and Lauren took him by the head and directed him to her clit. Melvin understood what she wanted and started licking her clit furiously making Lauren moan more and more lustfully, his mouth was all wet with her love juices, but he went deeper and deeper into her pussy as if trying to consume all of her sweet vagina. Lauren took Melvin by the head again and pushed him down to her clit as if wanting him to eat it completely. It all lasted for several minutes until Lauren understood that she wanted more. She made a gesture for Melvin to stop and invited him to lie on the table.
Lauren positioned herself on top of Melvin and started slowly impaling on his dick, her pussy was all wet and his dick was easily sliding in there, when she felt that his dick was completely in she started going up and down, riding it, she bent forward a bit to make his dick rub the upper walls of her vagina and started riding it real fast. She has been wanting a dick for too long and now her dream came true, she had a hard dick in her pussy and she could do whatever she wanted with it, she was like a wild cowboy riding a wild horse, her hair was spread all over her face but Lauren never stopped, she was going up and down the dick brining herself closer to an orgasm. She bent forward again and Melvin’s dick was now rubbing intensely the upper walls of Lauren’s pussy. Suddenly Lauren felt her pussy muscles started shrinking informing her of an upcoming orgasm. She got really mad and started screaming trying to impale herself deeper and deeper onto his cock. She was cumming for over a minute and her orgasm was wild and intense. She’s forgotten when it was last she could have an orgasm. When it all stopped she slowly got off his dick and kneeled down.
“Now, cover me with your cum, I wanna taste it”, she said in a lustful voice.
Melvin came up to Lauren and started jerking his dick, it took him less than three seconds and his dick started shooting streams of sperm that were landing all over Lauren’s face, She opened her mouth wide trying to get as much as possible on her tongue. Melvin was flooding Lauren’s face and mouth and when he was done, Lauren crawled to him and took his dick in her mouth, she started licking the remaining drops off his dick.
When she licked it clean she smiled and the sperm was shining on her face, the day went fine and she could forget about her husband for a while and she would sure make Melvin sign for a repeated visit.

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Mom the Slut

My mom had been depressed since dad left. For months she didn’t leave the house, and just sat around, drinking. Some days, I’d come home and she’d be sprawled out half naked on the floor of our living room, beside an empty bottle of vodka. I’d always pick her up, and dump her in her bed. After that happened about 3 times in a row, I found myself actually eager to lift her and bring her to bed. She was never naked. Each time she was wearing run of the mill white panties and a white bra… Holy god, she has big tits. They were covered in stretch marks and bulged out of her bra as they wobbled on her side. I could see the tag on her bra: 34 E. Her ass was round and a little fat. Big wide hips and big wide legs. But she wasn’t fat. I mean, for a woman of 55, she looked great. She had a bit of a belly, but it was still really hot. I could tell she shaved or trimmed her pussy and ass, but could see a dark patch of hair through her panties. It even bulged out a bit.
So, I had a bit of a hard on for my mom. But I knew nothing would happen. At least that’s what I thought.
One of my moms friends from work, when she finally started working again, part time, invited her out a few times to bars, to meet men. But a woman in her 50’s doesn’t usually have the greatest luck picking up. But alas, she’d drink. And she fell into a deeper depression. I’d see her come home time and time again, drunk as hell, and alone. I felt bad.
Then one night, it seemed my mom wasn’t gonna come home at all. It was 3am, and there hadn’t been any sign of her. I was happy. I figured she’d met someone. I lay in bed, unable to sleep, thinking of what this person might be doing to my sexy, big titted, jiggly assed mom… And then I heard the door. House keys fell to the floor, and…one pair of shoes kicked off. Then just stumbling, and mumbling. My mom was wasted again.
“I just wanna good fuck…” I heard her mumble in the hall, and then she fell sideways into a wall. “I just want a use for this wet pussy…”
This turned me on a hell of a lot. And then…the door to my bedroom opened. I lay still, as if asleep, and my mom approached. It was dark enough that I could open my eyes a bit without being noticed. She was wearing a tank top over her massive tits, which were encased in that big white bra of hers. And she was wearing a skirt.
She came up to my bed, not even TRYING to be quiet, and pulled up her skirt, revealing a white, silk thong. She was so unbelievably wasted, she had no idea what was going on. She straddled me, and shuffled on her knees until she was over my face. I could smell her pussy. She pulled her thong to the side, and I could see her hot red pussy lips, dangling between thatches of short brown cunt hair. And that’s when the magic happened.
My mom started grinding her pussy, up and down, from the bottom of my chin, to the top of my forehead. Smooth, but pressured moves. Her hole was spewing juice like no pussy I’d ever known. My face was soaked. And she was moaning.
Then, without much warning at all, my mom said, “I have to piss, but I’m so hoooornyyyy…”
And, as she continued to slide her soaking wet pussy across my face, she began to piss. And she was full of it, from drinking all night. She moaned, and slid her hot cunt over my face, and pissed for 30seconds easily, drenching my entire head, my sheets, and my pillows.
I figured that was enough incentive to take action. As she thrust her pussy forward, to my forehead, I moved my left hand into her spread open ass. All of her juices, and piss had already lubricated it really well. She felt it, and paused her pendulum motion as I forced 4 fingers into her asshole. She moaned and whimpered, and resumed her back and forth motion, now leaning harder and harder onto my fist. As my knuckles found their way into her jiggling ass, she gasped, and sat down really hard on it. Piss sprayed out of her pussy in pulsating spurts, and orgasmic tears and sweat, ran down her face. With my hand still up her ass, I leaned her back a bit on my chest, took my other hand, and forced 4 fingers into her pussy. She screamed with pleasure. Her tits flopped out of her bra as she lifted her shirt, while she rode my hands, and as I basically punched her holes, making her cum repeatedly. I love her tits. They’re so big, and the stretch marks…oh god. Her nipples are about the size of CD’s, and the tips stick out like crazy. You can see them through a coat. Both of my hands were fully inside of my mom. I couldn’t believe how loose she was. And she started to squeeze her tits…HARD. She squeezed and squeezed, and moaned and kept cumming…veins popped out all over her tits, and milk started spraying from her nipples. I couldn’t believe it! So now I was covered in pussy cum, piss, and titty milk. My cock was rock hard.
But my mom came again, rolled over on her side in a puddle of her own piss and milk, and passed out. I nudged her…a few times. But nothing.
So, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I had to piss now, too. So I decided to return the sexual favour to my mom in a different way. I forced my semi-hard cock into her gaping, hot, pussy, as faaaaar as I could, and took a great big piss. Barely any of it poured out. It was all inside of her. I rolled her onto her stomach, and her tits spread out on each side of her. The nipple on her left tit faced outward, and her weight on her tits made it spontaneously spray a long thin stream of milk for more than half a minute. Spreading her round, ripply ass cheeks, I stared at her red, stretched out asshole, and got my cock nice and hard by rubbing the tip of it around her rim. As I firmly shoved my cock into my mom’s ass, all of the piss in her pussy came belching out in oily, yellow spurts. I fucked her even more aggressively. And she still didn’t wake up. I came in her ass about 6 times over the night, as she lay in our slop, completely unaware. I took a break, and lay on my back, beside her, thinking of the greatness of the night.
Her body shifted and I saw her chubby belly constrict a bit, and knew what was gonna happen. All of my ass fucking her had built up big pockets of air in her colon, and she had to fart. As I heard it start, I dove my face between her white, bouncy butt cheeks. It was amazing. Her asshole puckered outwards and a spray, followed by a thick stream, followed by thick wads of my cum blasted, and poured out, covering my face, and filling my mouth. All I could smell was my jizz, and her ass juices as I drowned in it. Every now and then, for the rest of the night, my mom would let out a fart with just a bit more jizz in it.
I decided it was time to pass out myself, and positioned my mom on top of me in a 69 position, so I could catch any more anal cum, or piss, if she had to go again. And to smell her hot pussy. I held her tits in my hands at my side, and put my cock against her face.
When we woke up, she was really hung over, but thought nothing of our adventure. I’m sure it was much of a blur to her, but she still woke up and never freaked out. The room reeked of sour piss and cock, pussy, and anal cum. As she stood up off the bed, she wobbled a bit and then regained her balance. My mom, obviously not concerned at all, forced out a big, ass-rippling fart, and even MORE cum streamed out of her asshole, and down her legs. As she wandered out of my bedroom, she pissed as she walked. A hard, heavy, hot stream of mother piss, all over my floor. She let out a satisfied sigh, and walked out my bedroom door.
And well…we get drunk together now. And when my mom wants to rub her hot, sweaty cunt on my face, her moist pubes caressing my face, piss, spraying out of her…she does it. And these days, she ASKS me to piss in her. And her ass and pussy can’t get enough of my cum. I told her about farting my cum out of her ass, and she thought it was hot. Now my mom always does it on purpose, either on all fours, or standing up, as I kneel down under her gaping ass, and suck every drop of the anal slop out.
THE END
PT 2.
The very next day was Sunday. My mom had spent most of Saturday sleeping as she was exceptionally hung over and admittedly sore from my aggressive fisting. I’d been horny all day and all night. I’d been yanking at my cock and even using the pump on it constantly; however, I never let myself cum…I wanted it to build up in my balls and save it for my mom.
I woke up and headed for a shower. I hopped in, and immediately my cock was clutched tightly in my hand. My horniness had not subsided. I washed up…and heard the bathroom door open and close. Mommy.
“Good morning,” she said softly.
I didn’t even have a chance to respond as she swept aside the shower curtain. Standing before me was again the sexiest woman I’d ever seen. It just happened to be my mom. She was fully nude. Her tits hung perfectly on her chest, big blue veins popping out around her nipples. My eyes dropped to her pussy. She’d shaved it completely smooth and her cunt lips dangled visibly and beautifully between her legs. As she stepped into the shower with me, her tits jiggled and swayed. That alone gave me a full hard-on.
Mom didn’t waste much time. After shoving her tongue down my throat for half a minute, she grabbed my hard cock, slid down to her knees, opened her mouth as wide as it would go, and swallowed both my cock and balls down her throat at the same time. She gargled my shaved balls for a bit. At one point she gagged with both cock and balls in her mouth, and heaved a small bucketful of slimy spit and pre-cum out of her throat and all over my crotch and legs.
“Want to try something new?” she asked, “I need you to do something to me.”
I was happy to oblige.
Mom reached out of the shower, opened a cupboard, and pulled out a case. Inside was a gigantic hot water bottle, a lot of tubing, and nozzle attachments ranging from pencil-thin, to the size of beer bottles. My mom wanted me to give her an enema.
“I’m feeling all dirty, baby. I want you to clean me out then fuck me silly.” I was so horny I was shaking. She picked up the smallest nozzle. “This is much to small for me these days. Back in my tight asshole college days it would have worked, but my filthy ass is all loose and sloppy in my 50’s.” She skipped right over the two mid-sized nozzles with a shrug and went right to the big one. It was as wide as a beer bottle, but tapered off on each end. She attached it to the tubing. “We just have to fill it, now,” said mom, with a mischievous grin.
Grabbing the hot water bottle, she positioned it against her pussy, looked up at me, and smiled. Seconds later, she was unloading an uncanny amount of piss into it, filling it half way.
“Now you,” she said, and passed me the bottle. I shoved my cock in the end and released my own big long piss. The bottle was full.
“Take the nozzle and shove it in my ass, sweetie.” I leaned over, spat a wad on her waiting asshole and used three of my fingers to push it in a couple inches. My mother moaned lightly, and passed me a bottle of lube. I jammed the end of it right into her ass and squeezed. I emptied half the bottle into her loose ass and tossed it aside. I took the nozzle in one hand and pressed it aggressively against her hole.
“Owww!!!” she moaned, painfully. I apologized but she told me to keep going. “Force it in there, baby. Shove that big fucker as deep as you can into my slutty asshole!”
That’s just what I did. It passed the ring of her asshole and the 8inch nozzle was swallowed by her colon. “Mmmmm…oh god, yes,” she groaned. “Now gimme that fucking piss. Fill your mom up with 3litres of piss, baby!” I was so horny, I thought I’d lose it. I attached the tube to the bottle as my mom got down on her hands and knees just outside of the tub. “I want it now, sweetie. Sooo bad.”
I was feeling aggressive again…I don’t know what it was, but my mom was just so slutty in nature, I felt like abusing her holes and defiling every inch of her without remorse. It turns out that’s exactly what she wanted all along. So, I took the bottle of piss, held it between both my hands, and squeezed it as hard as I could. My mother gasped and panted as the piss flooded her asshole, filled her colon, and gushed passed her sphincter. I could see her belly becoming distended from the sheer volume of piss stretching out her insides.
With her ass in the air, she remained positioned on the floor, panting and moaning as the last of the piss was out of the bottle. I reached down to her upturned, pink asshole, forced a few fingers in and pulled the nozzle out. A tiny bit of piss spurt out and leaked down over her pussy. My mom reached around and violently finger fucked her asshole and it caused her to piss on the floor.
“It’s time, baby. I’m gonna give you a filthy gift from my ass. Ooohh, you’re gonna love it. Lie down.”
I lay down on the floor and my mom positioned herself in a 69 position, with her pussy and ass in my face. “Here it comes, baby,” she moaned as I saw her asshole pucker and push outward. The flow started and she started sucking my cock. Great blasts of our combined piss gushed out of her asshole and all over my face. It was slimy and oily from all of her hot anal juices that had mixed in. I would have gladly taken anything coming out of my mom’s ass all over my face, but it was mostly just a mucousy slop that smelled of ass cum and piss. I found out later that this was due to my mother not having eaten in 3 days and having flushed her ass out once already.
“Drink it down, baby. Oh, god, we’re so fucking dirty. We’re so fucking filthy. Oh, baby…drink down your mommy’s enema. Swallow all the ass piss. I did the best I could. The whole ordeal lasted over 15mins as more and more long streams of fluid kept blasting from her anus. Occasionally, I’d shove my face into her old nasty, gaping cunt and lap up some of her sweet juices.
When she was finally done, she was panting in exhaustion and rolled over onto her back on the bathroom floor. She lay in a pool of slimy enema water that covered the bathroom floor. She was covered in sweat. Her giant tits slid to each side of her, and she fondled and played with them absentmindedly, tugging at her massive nipples.
“Oh baby, that felt so good. Your mommy feels all cleaned out. I think it’s time you fill me back up and make me a dirty girl again…” At that, she slid over to the same cupboard the enema kit was in, opened it, and pulled out a huge box. She brought it over to me and removed the lid. Inside were a variety of giant dildos.
“Wanna stretch out your mother’s pussy and asshole some more, sweetheart? I wanna feel inside out. I want you to force these in until my holes never tighten up again.”
She was obviously so horny she was out of control. She was breathing deeply, squeezing her left boob and fingering her pussy. A tiny, slow stream of milk began to flow out of her thick nipple. And then she dove her face into my crotch and again swallowed both cock and balls at once, again causing her to gag and puke up wads of spit out of her nose and mouth and all over me. She pulled her head away, flipped back onto her back, and put her legs behind her head.
“Do it to me. Fuck me with your hands, and fill me with huge dildos. Your mommy wants her son to do sick and perverted things to her.”
First, I took my hands and spread her pussy open as wide as I possible could, shoving my fingers into her hole to help pry it open. My god, was it fucking loose. I had it gaping in only a few seconds. When it was ready, I slid my fingers and thumb easily in to her pussy, past my wrist and started to fist fuck her. She was out of control. Her first orgasm came within a minute as I violently forced my hands, one at a time, deep into her cunt.
“That’s it, baby! Punch your mommy’s filthy cunt! Oh, yes! Yes!!” she screamed, piss shooting from her pussy every time a hand was pulled out.
I became excited and without removing my right hand from her gaping pink hole, forced my left hand in beside it, and all the way into her nasty wetness.
“FUUUUUUUUCCCKK!!!!” she screamed wildly, half in pain, half in unbearable ecstasy. I forced my fists around inside her cunt until it was just a big, sloppy mess of wet, loose skin. I quickly removed both fists causing my mom to piss a huge stream across the floor.
I immediately went for the box of dildos. I was going to go for a mammoth black one the width of pickle jar, but had an idea, and went for one slightly smaller than my own cock. I spread my mothers legs to the ground, spread her pussy with one hand, and approached it with the other holding the dildo. Rather than put it into the stretched out mess I’d just been fisting, I brought it tip-first to her active piss-hole. She was still pissing so I wasted no time and began to force it in.
“OH MY GOOOOOD!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!!” my mother screamed in alarm and excitement. I told her to hold still and kept ramming the dildo against her pee-hole. “Baby! Oh my god, you’re gonna tear my piss-hole apart!! Oowwww!!” she continued. I didn’t stop. And nothing was torn. Apparently her urethra was fully loose enough for this kind of punishment, because moments later, the dildo slid further and then even further into it. My mom continued to scream, but they were joined noticeably by passionate moans. “Fuck my piss-hole, you dirty boy! Fuck your mother’s piss-hole with that big dildo!”
I shoved it in and pulled it out. My mother convulsed on the bathroom floor in an endless orgasm, squeezing her tits so those gorgeous veins popped out again, and the milk started to really flow. I stabbed her red and engorged pee-hole with the dildo and eventually pulled it out. Sliding my index finger into the newly stretched out hole, feeling the hot piss spill out past my hand and pour all over the ground, I had an idea for later.
“That was fucking amazi-“ she didn’t even have a chance to finish. I already had the mammoth black toy out and rammed it into her pussy hole. It was astounding how far I could get the 15inch dong in. It was wide like a jar, but slid in and around my mom’s dirty cunt with ease.
“One in my ass!!” grunted my mom, barely able to catch her breath.
I put my hand into the box and came out with an inflatable butt plug. Without removing the giant black one, I pushed the plug into her asshole. She squealed. I grasped the pump for the butt plug and really gave it some steam. As the toy inflated inside my mother’s freshly flushed out ass, her eyes grew wider and wider. Eventually, there was so little space inside her I could easily see the dildo in her cunt pushing her stomach out on every thrust. This fuckfest was rearranging her insides and she didn’t care at all. She was, in fact, loving it.
I could tell she’d basically been cumming this entire time. Her leg muscles were quivering, along with her voice, and she was pouring sweat.
I ripped the dildo and butt plug from her insides. Her pussy sloshed and slapped closed wetly. I’d forgotten to deflate the buttplug but it came out easily. My god!! It was inflated to the size of a cantaloupe! So fucking hot. And I’d obviously done a lot of damage. Right as I yanked the plug out, it was revealed to me that my mother’s asshole had prolapsed. The inside of her ass…was now on the outside of her body, red, sloppy, and wet. She pushed and it moved out further; I moved in and started to suck it like a stubby cock. Fuck. I was swallowing the inside of my mom’s ass! I rubbed my face all over it, licking at it, and shoving fingers into the big red donut of the prolapse.
“I fucking need you now, baby. I need your cock. I need your cum!” she exhaled at me.
I grabbed my cock, hovered over her face and shoved it down her throat. With every thrust, the back of her head bounced against the bathroom tiles and she moaned in garbled, drowning, choking grunts. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and decided to go with the plan I’d come up with a little earlier. Positioning myself between her legs, my cock as hard as rock, leaking pre-cum in thick streams that reached the floor, I spread her sloppy pussy lips apart again. She knew exactly what I had in mind. I rubbed the tip of my cock against her swollen, large clit for a moment then pressed it against her piss-hole.
“Do it, baby! Fuck your mother’s piss-hole!! Shove your solid hot cock into my tight pussy piss-hole!”
With a hard shove, I quickly pushed my veiny cock as deep as I could into her. Her pee-hole stretched to accommodate my size and she sighed happily. My mom’s hole pulled my cock deeper in. Then I was pumping her; and hard. With every deep thrust she squealed. Tears poured from her eyes. I grabbed her tits, leaning into them, and continued to fuck her piss-hole violently. I pulled out for a second and a hard stream of piss came gushing out. Before she was done, I crammed my cock back in and stopped the flow. She groaned deeply in reaction to the extreme pressure created by her piss being forced back in by my dick.
I couldn’t hold on any longer. I moaned that I was going to cum.
“Gimme all your cum, sweetie! Give your slut of a mom all of your cum, deep inside my pee-hole. I want it now!!”
It happened. I was cumming extremely hard. Her piss-hole was so tight it really sucked at my horny cock. From days of jacking off without actually cumming, and all the cock and ball pumping I’d been doing, I had a LOT of jizz to fill her with. And I mean a LOT. Again her eyes widened to the extreme, tears still pouring out of them.
“I’m fucking cumming, baby!! I’m fucking cuuuuuummminnnnnggg!!” she yelled, leaving herself almost breathless, my hot, sticky jizz filling her messy urethra.
As I pulled out, piss started to trickle out of her pussy and I leaned over to drink it out of her. Mixed into the little bit of piss were gallons of my hot, bubbling cum. She pushed and showered my lips and tongue with piss and jizz. I stood up, hovered over her once more and shook the rest of my cum from my cock into her greedy slut mouth. She slurped it up in a frenzy. My mom’s hand slid down to her pussy and teased more of my cum from her piss-hole, actually covering her hand, raising it to her mouth, and eating it.
This was the most intense and filthy experience I’d ever had with anyone. My mother and I did even crazier things as days went on. The bathroom was nasty with our piss and cum, spit and titty milk. My mother licked a lot of it off of the floor. We couldn’t get enough. We didn’t even talk about what we were doing, we just DID it. We loved our disgusting mother and son sex.

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The MILF Next Door pt. 1

Second story, I’m trying to improve my writing so ant tips or advice will be very helpful. Thanks.
This story is entirely fiction.
The MILF next door pt. 1
My relationship with my neighbors started when I was ten. Their two sons, Chris who was 8 and Ben who was 6, had lost their dog and I graciously offered to help them look. We were able to locate the dog, buddy as he was named, and quickly made friends with my neighbors. The mother, Karen Taylor, and father, Jonathan Taylor had personally thanked me for my help. So, for the next 5 years I frequently went over to their house, played and video games, football and just hung out with my two friends. In these 5 years I had started to notice Mrs.Taylor. A light brunette, 5’6” maybe 110lbs with amazing curves and beautiful natural d cup tits. By the time I was 15 I had jacked off many times to the thought of getting the chance to fuck Mrs. Taylor or Karen that she insisted I call. her thought I was never comfortable with it and stuck with Mrs.
the summer of my 15th birthday was a long and boring one with almost nothing to do. Karen had gone on a business trip while the rest of their family and other friends had all gone on vacation. I found it curious that the Taylor’s would leave on vacation while Mrs. Taylor was on business but I still found myself having the responsibility of collecting their mail and feeding their cats. I was given complete access to their house and had hours of privacy, most of it wasted watching TV or playing video games. But I also spent time looking at porn on their computer and sometimes jacking off in Mrs. Taylors. bedroom, giving me a more realistic view of my fantasies. On the last week of my job of taking care of the neighbors house, I was in the bedroom, completely naked and going crazy on my 7 inch cock, I was in no mood to stop. It was then that I heard the front door and I immediately sat up, I was in shock, someone was coming and I had no where to go. I heard footsteps on the stairs and approach closer to the closed door that separated my naked body from them. I couldn’t move, I was doomed and I knew and i was sat there, staring at door. Suddenly the doorknob started to turn, slowly. This was it, I was caught and there was nothing i could do about it. The door opened and there stood Mrs. Taylor, in her business suit, obviously home early since she was expected to be home after Mr. Taylor and the kids came back. It only took her a second to adjust to what she was seeing and she just asked calmly but very sternly
“what the fuck do you think you’re doing”
I stammered “uh, I’m so sorry, I…I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry, I..uh” and grabbed my clothes and started to leave
“stop’ she said
I obeyed, there I stood covering myself with my loose clothes the best I could.
“drop them’ she commanded
Once again I was helpless to resist, revealing my cock to her, I was way too scared to even think differently
She then took a step forward, “I haven’t been fucked in weeks” she said
“I, uh…” I started to say but she cut me off
“sit down’ she ordered, and I did. Still hard as a rock and unable to go down, even with my fears.
She then started to walk towards me, unbuttoning her jacket as she did and threw it to the ground.
I stared at her with my eyes still wide with fear and confusion.
She suddenly dropped to her knees, took my cock in her hand and started to stroke slowly.
I still didn’t know what to do, there was this beautiful MILF giving me a hand job but I had no idea what was going on.
“Your cock is bigger than my husbands” she said, “I’m going to enjoy riding it hard”
She then took my cock into her mouth, and i was in heaven.
My head leaned back and my eyes rolled into my head and I let out a loud groan.
Her tongue swirled and swooped around my cock, while she bobbed her head and started to unbutton her blouse.
She was just in a skirt and bra now, still going at my cock. I instinctively grabbed her head, running my fingers through her hair while my cock was pleasured.
once her blouse was off her hands went to work on my balls, massaging them while she deepthroted my entire cock, not hesitating a second..
I then felt myself approaching orgasm. “fuck, I’m going to cum” I I moaned
She continued to deepthroat, slowing down and letting her tongue work it’s magic.
my cock twitched and shot load after load into her throat. She stopped bobbing to swallow it all, licking her her lips when she was done.
I fell back onto the bed, worn out from the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had.
“Oh, you’re not down yet” she laughed, unhooking and unbuttoning her skirt and as she did. I just watched her as she pulled her skirt and panties down, my mouth was watering with thirst for her. Her pussy was beautiful, completely shaved, tight, and ready for the taking. She climbed up on the bed, She got on her knees above me, grabbed my cock and directed it towards her sweet pussy.
She unhooked her bra and there she was. Naked and riding my cock, my dream come true.
It’s only then that I really realized what was going on and finally took my role. I grabbed her waist and helped her ride my cock, up and down.
all the while shoving my cock into her as I pulled her down.
“fuck…fuck…fuck” she moaned every time I plowed into her tight pussy.
“Ah, yes, Fuck me! Fuck my tight little pussy! Ah, god, Yes!!” She screamed out.
She then leaned down to kiss me, our tongues intertwined while I fucked her.
We made out while we fucked for almost an hour until finally, I was ready to cum again.
She had already climaxed twice already and I could tell she was coming again.
Then, as if we were connected, we both came.
I shoved my cock into her as her pussy milked all the cum out of my cock.
I shot even more cum than the first time and almost screamed in pleasure, just as she did.
She then collapsed on top of me, but she was just laughing.
“I haven’t had a fuck like that in years” she said
She slid off my deflating cock and started to lick me clean, swallowing all the left over cum on my cock.
She stroked my soft cock as we both relaxed and calmed ourselves down, but I was already getting hard again.
I had just gotten a blowjob AND a fuck in the last hour but I was still getting it up.
She just smiled and laughed.
“You’re a horny little fella, aren’t ya?” she said.
“Well then, I have a little surprise for you” she said as she got up off the bed and helped me up as well.
She then, took a box from out under the bed and opened it to show a half dozen dildos and and vibrators and some lube, I couldn’t believe I didn’t discover it earlier.
Then, she grabbed the lube and I suddenly realized what she was doing, she was going to let me fuck her ass.
She applied the lube to her ass crack and my now completely hard cock and bent over the the bed.
She waved her finger in the “come here” sort of way and I approached.
“Fuck my ass” she stated
I grabbed her and and guided my cock to her ass hole.
I slowly slid the head of my cock into her ass, stopping once it was then.
I then plunged my entire cock into her ass, hard and quickly.
“Shit!” She screamed out in pain and pleasure
I started to pull back slowly and push back in slowly, increasing my speed as I went.
before I knew it, I was pounding her harder than before, she was holding onto the bed to prevent from moving, slamming into her ass like there was no tomorrow.
“FUCK! FUCK! OH, GOD YES!!! FUCK MY ASS HARD!! FUCK ME!!” She screamed, almost deafening.
Her ass was so tight and since I had cum two times earlier, I was fucking her for hours, with adrenaline keeping me going until finally, one last thrust released my third load of cum.
My legs felt weak, and I felt all my energy was drained.
But I suddenly got another boost of adrenaline, for as I looked back, and just my luck, there stood Mr. Taylor, home early AS WELL, looking like he was going to kill somebody.
TO BE CONTINUED…

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