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Driven to the edge

She was prey. Captured and bound , the woman knew she no longer had any choice in her fate anymore .Her life was forfeit , and the outcome of the events to follow were all in the hands of her captors now ……
The men eyed her hungrily, their eyes shining a demonic lust behind the cotton balaclavas, men possessed by a primal need to injure, to hurt, to take something that wasn’t theirs to take, and bend it
To their will, 12 in all, all of muscular build, from 6 ft to 6.5, all naked, with hard and battle tested cocks standing to the Attention of their masters,
She couldn’t remember how she had gotten here, as she took stock of her surrounds, she failed to notice any distinguishing signs that defined where she was, it was dark, it was musky smelling but
Not offensive to the nose , but a familiar smell all the same , then there was the cologne , A strong masculine scent , full of danger and malice , it was a smell that she would never ever forget , a smell that if ever again recognized , would violate her senses , make her knees tremble and her bladder lose its
Strength.
She was snapped out of her reverie by the sound of shackles rattled, as one man climbed upon the
Strange contraption she was lewdly strapped to, a sub frame of gleaming, well looked after steel
And padded leather held her naked body in place, with leather straps running over her belly and shoulders tying her torso to the frame, her legs, held tightly in stirrups were strapped at the ankle
Knee and upper thigh, again with leather straps .she felt the device spinning gently and realized with some disgust that the device was in fact a large rotisserie she could be rotated a full 360 degrees to whatever man wanted her service next. Her neck and head were turned to one side, with a
Strap keeping her head to the cushion, it was here she noticed the men were beginning their preparations,
They came up to her all silent, professionals in their horrific field of expertise, some holding extremely
Strange looking objects in their hand, She let out a whimper and one of the men grinned in earnest.
The grinning man went out of her vision, but she could sense his presence near her exposed cunt
She heard the rattling of a can, then heard the hiss and instant cold as he sprayed her groin with
Ounces of shaving cream , he rubbed the cream into every crevice and inside her ass cheeks and over her puckered asshole , he then pulled out a fresh razor and methodically shaved every inch of her pubic and anal regions till he was sure he had cut every hair , he then washed the remaining cream off of her
Vagina , and then plucked the stray hairs with tweezers , every time making her gasp in a short spasm of pain , she felt the man move away , but was instantly replaced with another , this one rubbing
In something sticky onto her asshole, then she let out a groan as a tube was pushed inside her rectum.
She felt what seemed like liters of warm water pushed up inside her anus, and she shuddered as she felt the water doing its job, she sobbed as the man removed the tube and held a bucket underneath her
Waiting for the eventual flow that she was desperately trying to hold inside, finally she couldn’t hold it
In any longer, and crying with shame and humiliation, she emptied her bowels in front of the 12
Demonic men
The final humiliation was also the most terrifying for her , a man came to her head , his hard cock swinging right in front of her lips , the man crouched and looked at her , then proceeded to fit a strap around her neck , with a silver ring in the middle , confusion addled her mind until she realized with
Horror what the ring was for. The man held her nose tight, and when she gasped for air, he quickly
Stuffed the ring behind teeth, forcing her jaw wide open, ready to be abused and defiled as they saw fit
The last man to come forth was the least threatening of all , he carried a very large bucket , the contents within sloshing gently at the brim , he went to the end of the contraption , and opened the hollow tube with the funnel end and began to pour liter after liter of the fluid into the bowels of the machine , he then hooked up clear plastic lines to small nipples near the leather seat , and taped a tube to the top of her vunerable cunt , just near her pubic mound , and the other to the inside of her ass cheek , then standing up , he nodded at the others , who quickly gathered round the chair , and began to massage their thickening cocks ………………………………………….
A man came towards her face, rubbing his hardening cock while staring at her slutty body glistening
Under the giant spot light, he started slapping his cock on her cheek bone, taunting her, terrifying her,
He let out a small grunt , then grabbed a fistful of her hair , angled his cock to her opened mouth , and teased the head of his cock in and out of her lips , her eyes watered as the thick head of his cock raped her unwilling mouth , trying to move her head away , she realized the futility , her entire body was frozen solid , no muscle in her entire body could move , she could only take and take and take , never saying no , never able to resist , the man tired of the taunting , grabbed her head in both hands and brutally stuffed his entire cock down her throat , ripping the sides of her lips and making her eyes bulge out of her skull , he began pumping her throat , his fat cock sluicing in and out of her , dragging the deep spit from her throat lining , covering her lower cheek and chin in slimy spit , he kept grunting
And thrusting and pushing his cock deeper and deeper, till she was sure she would surely choke,
Only for him to pull it out, and ram it back in again, over and over, till his cock was glistening with her spit, he finally slid his cock out of her throat, and it hit the leather with a wet slapping noise, and then he spun the chair around so he was at her groin, she felt her relief short lived as another man stepped up and began abusing her throat. The curiosities about the tubes near her groin were answered, when the man pushed a button, a humming noise erupted from the machine, and slippery fluid ran over her anus and groin SHE WAS BEING LUBED AUTOMATICALLY?!?! , the man aimed his fat cock at her asshole, and grabbed her hips and drove his cock right up her tight puckered asshole, behind the cock ring and the cock buried in her throat, she screamed the most guttural and primal scream, as the burning and ripping sensations churned in her ass, and the man kept pushing his cock in and out of her torn asshole
She began to cry , and kept screaming as the men laughed at her pain , over and over he pounded into her anus , the head of his cock pushing open her rectal muscles and searing her torn rectal wall , as the precum started to leak out of the eye of his cock the salty residue began to sting her asshole , the man
Let out an explosive roar, and emptied his balls deep inside her plunging in and out rapidly as he pumped her asshole full of rapist grade cum, he pulled out with a grunt and his cum emptied out of her ass, leaving a trail in her ass crack, the next man quickly grabbed her and spun her round to him, this one taking a fancy to her well lubed cunt, he slid himself into the hilt, and began to rape her intently
He bent over her and took one of her nipples into his mouth, and started to savage it, chew it and grind his teeth into it, while his hips ground his cock in and out of her cunthole. the man fucking her face started to buck harder and faster, before pulling his cock out and Cumming all over her face…aiming for her eyes, she felt the semen start to burn and sting horribly, he laughed as he jacked the final spurts of cum into her throat, again another man took his place, jamming his swollen cock into her mouth,
And jacking in and out of her throat ………………….
One by one, the men took their turns inside her abused and swollen holes, fucking her
Raping her, filling her orifices with fistfuls of cum, treating the woman like a piece of
Slutty meat,
The last 3 men not to have cum, took her body at the same time, making her grunt like a whore
One man started to plunder her asshole, while another raped her cunt, and the 3rd fucked her face
she was lost in a sea of pain, and suffering, the men were breaking her body and crushing her
Mind , they abused and fucked her for what seemed hours , all of her orifices fully plugged with unsheathed , fat cocks , ramming inside her , until finally almost at the same time , they all came
In unison, emptying themselves into her slutholes, and leaving her full of cum, until it started to empty out of her…dripping onto the cold concrete floor …..
She was in a daze, floating in and out of consciousness, she didn’t register the sound of
Wheels on concrete coming towards her, didn’t feel the machine connecting to the base of the chair,
She awoke, and saw a man plugging in some evil contraption that was aimed directly at her cunt…
Her poor swollen, oozing, sore and used vagina was aching, …..
The frozen penetration of her asshole and vagina snapped her out of her daze , the fucking machine in front of her , loaded with dual dildos , seemingly frozen solid , were pounding in and out of her ,
She gasped and squirmed as the ice rubbed against her abused holes, dripping into her, freezing her,
A bucket appeared, and ice water was thrown over her body, sending spasms down her entire body, as she shook and bellowed and rattled the entire chair, every nerve on fire.
The men gathered round, to watch the slut get fucked stupid, her own body betraying her, she began to grunt like a slut, and her pussy swelled with blood, before she gasped and squirted all over the machine and its toys, her anal passage thoroughly used up, the ring hanging loose around the toy, as it slid in and out of her asshole,
she passed out again,
She awoke to pain, suffering and utter despair…..she heard the lube machine whine and felt like what
Seemed liters of lubricant pour onto her cunt and ass, the biggest of the men, came up to her, and without any warning or preview, jammed his fist inside her anus, tearing at muscle, straining her ring
Making her cry out in sheer, unadulterated agony, she cried, and bellowed, and begged behind her
Gag, to no avail, the man kept stuffing his hand in and out of her asshole, with each thrust threatening to prolapse her abused bowels. Just as she was about to pass out, another man stepped forward
And stuffed a fat cock down her throat, duct taped it to her cheek, leaving her throat full of plastic, hard cock. and finally a 3rd man stepped forward , to the other side of the first , and punched his fist deep inside her swollen cunt , and she finally lost every sense…she shuddered , she bucked , she went to the edge of insanity and over it , her entire being had been raped , used and defiled , she could only feel pain and terror and sheer inhuman cruelty , at the hands of the masked deviants . they pounded her cunt and anus repeatedly , over and over , violating her body , bruising her cervix and intestines , till the pure pain took hold again and her mind collapsed upon itself…….
She awoke in pitch black ….. Nothing ….no noise …no vision….there was nothing, she could see no light
Hear no sound, deprived of the basest of senses, she began to feel her sanity slip…….
A hatch opened…..right on top of her…a grill…she realized her head was in a box ….
The men stood in a full circle around her, all aiming their well used and throbbing cocks at her
Then they unloaded. Emptying bladders full of cum soaked urine, onto her exposed and upturned face
Hitting her in the eyes , running over her open mouth , she gasped for air , as the piss ran down her throat , her disgust at drinking piss , put aside by the pure need not to drown , the box filled quickly , and soon her hair was floating in a sea of piss , the clear fluid the final sufferance of her ordeal ,
The lid shut again , and darkness ensued , she heard the men packing things , she tried to talk , but her throat betrayed her , she heard the noise of a door opening , footsteps , then the shutting of the very same door , and finally the sound of the lock turning ………
Silence….
Not a sound, or voice,
Darkness, no light or vision
Alone, Deserted
She was alone in her insanity,
No Rescue
Nothing at all…………..
Written By James M. 25.11.2009

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MelindaMerm – My 1st Big Cock

I found this site and thought it would be fun writing my own true story. This happened to me just a couple weeks ago. Let me know what you think as this is my first story, Melinda

The “RED’ hot lady next door

The “Red” hot lady next door
….OK…I’m guilty, I told myself. He’s young, good looking, and I got carried away with him. Justin is just very hot to me, I couldn’t help my self.
….I’m Molly, and maybe by writing about this will get my head straight….but I doubt it,… it’s really to late and I’m turned on all the time now. …..I’m divorced, I have a good figure, long red hair and I’m just plain horny all the time it seems. The bar scene just wasn’t cutting it for me. Quickie drunk fucking was only relief. I wanted a hot younger guy, with lots of foreplay. I wanted him to make me so hot, so I would climax like I did with….
….well…I’ll just say…’a family member’. This person would get me so hot, I became this wonderful exciting animal. He would make me release an inner female in me that made me fuck till I screamed with joy. He taught me how to suck a boner and make it cum real hard. He licked my pussy so damn good, I would almost begged him to stop…but of course…I never did.
…..Yes, he spoiled me bad. We fucked day and night. In the woods, in empty houses and buildings. His van was our little sex room. I could make him cum big while he drove the van, and while he had his fingers in my wet pussy. He sometimes dove me to a secluded place and licked my pussy so good, I would yell my guts out in trembling joy. He would then get his knees on top of me and fuck my mouth, filling it with his hot cum…… god I miss that.
…..Mom never knew any of this as she was to busy fucking her boyfriend all the time. I miss all that I grew up with. Now I had my sites on the teenage kid next door.
…..I had slowly became friends with Justin’s parents and this got me close to him. I saw him slightly eyeballing me. I had to get his attention way better than that. One afternoon I was standing if front of my upstairs bedroom French windowed patio door. It was all glass. I noticed very carefully, him looking out his blinds at me. I pretended not to notice. I put on a show for him by slowly undressing in front of the floor length window. I slowly peeled off my top and bra.
……The gap in his blinds got bigger. I felt my own good sized tits and played with my nipples. I pulled them up and licked my own nipples. I slowly inched down my shorts, then teasingly pulled down my bright blue panties. I could now glance and see his eyes peering out. I was completely naked. I happen to have a big red bush. I ran my fingers through it, and spread my legs. I let my middle finger disappear inside my pussy. It looked like my eyes were closed as I noticed his peering eyes now wide open through the one louver open. I fantasized about him getting a huge hardon and rubbing it while gazing at me.
……I left the window. I wanted to start him thinking about me,….. and did he ever…..
…..This was on a Tuesday late afternoon. I was home from work and him home from school. Wednesday. Right on time to put on my little show again. I kicked it up a little by fingering my pussy with both hands…just a little. Now he had something stuck in his blinds to hold the one louver open. I could barely see his eyes peering out….leaving his hands free?…I hoped he was wanking while watch me.
…..Thursday. I now laid on my bed and started masturbating myself. I squirmed and lifted my hips up and down. I pointed my pussy right at his window. Now I noticed a pair of binoculars at the window. Just what I wanted.
….Friday. I took my silver long vibrator and worked it in my pussy, over and over. I really was masturbating, and I fantasized his teenage boner in me. My legs were wide open in front of the window. He was back to just his eyes looking through the blinds. I just knew he was wanking while looking at me. I licked my ‘mister silver’, I called it, and gave it a nice wet blow job. I pretended it shot cum in my mouth and I had to lick it all off. I saw the blinds swinging slightly back and forth. I closed my eyes and pictured him shooting his cum because of me. I got a new high feeling in my pussy, and an uncontrolled moan…just came out of my mouth. I could almost feel his dick in me, shooting and pumping in his warm cum.
….I slowly opened my eyes….he was gone from the window.
….I knew how to flirt with men. As a redhead I always got plenty of male attention, but this window thing was new to me. I loved making myself all hot knowing he was watching. I was getting a new turn on from it, and I was becoming driven to get him close to me.
…..Ok,…. I said to myself I knew I was becoming obsessed with him and was just letting it happen. My masturbation was taking on a new high by thinking of his young teenage dick slipping in my pussy. That night I went to bed early to have time for a long masturbation time. I lay there with just a night light on, fantasizing Justin feeling my pussy. I was letting it build up when….
….. his bedroom light came on. I got a wonderful buzz in my pussy that made me gasp. I could see his shadow on the blinds, as he passed them. Now I was getting a shadow show as he was undressing. Off came his shirt. His lights went almost out. He must have turned on a small night light. I watched his blind slowly come up. There he stood in the low light…naked. I could only see down to his waist. Then he must have stepped on something to raise him higher. He slowly started stroking his nice size dick. I slowly got out of my bed and inched closer to my window…naked. We now both stood there in the low light watching each other.
Justin’s later…. told me his thoughts at the time….
….I wanted to fuck you Molly so bad, I couldn’t sleep. Watching your beautiful body through my blinds had me hot, I couldn’t wait that night for another wet dream. When you slowly appeared naked, I thought I was dreaming. I couldn’t take it and had to stroke myself and relive my desire. I don’t know how much you could see, but I splattered that window with my best cum ever. It buckled my knees and I had to lay back on my bed or fall down…..
…..I told him later my memories of that night.
…I was getting myself all hot to masturbate thinking about you and I having hot sex. I saw your light come on and your shadow on the blinds. When I saw your lights go low, and your blind go slowly up….I had to get closer. My pussy was already wet and hot, so I put my fingers in it from one hand, and massaged my clit with the other. As my eyes adjusted to the low light, there you were, dick in hand stroking. Just as I massaged my clit…I saw the cum shoot on your window. I automatically climaxed and fell back on my bed dizzy. It was wonderful to have a live show of you cuming. I’ll never forget that night….ever.
…..That Saturday early, Justin knocked on my door. I peeked out and was all ready for him in case he decided to make contact with me. I had on a bright light blue see thru robe thing. Bright red bra, and red panties.
Justin told me much later, what he thought about at the time, this all was happening…
…..I noticed Molly the very first she came over to our house. What a knock out of a woman. The beautiful red hair, and sexy body. I pretended not to stare. I figured I’d never get to fuck a woman like her, but I fantasized about it a lot. I had noticed her out my bedroom window one afternoon after school. As she got undressed I got a big boner. Damn she was sexy looking. Every afternoon she did it again but showed more. I had to wank watching her. I wanted to fuck her real bad. Finally after a few days of this, and that wonderful window cum, I had to find a reason to get close to her. Fuck it, Saturday morning, I just went over and knocked on her door. I’d make up some reason to talk to her….
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…..I opened the door for Justin and said: “Justin, come on in.” He was shook up and stammered his speech a little. His eyes were wide open checking out my body. He tried not to stare but was failing at it. He said: “I….well…my folks are gone for the weekend…and ..so…and …I was just going for some breakfast…and wondered if I could bring you ….maybe something”….
….I smiled. I almost felt sorry for him, so nervous and looking around the room, and trying not to look at me. “Breakfast?”….”Come with me Justin.” He followed me into my kitchen. I said: “I was just making breakfast, have a seat.”
….The kid didn’t stand a chance against my sexy charms. I did sexy wiggles and hummed as I fixed us the food. He looked like he was in a trance watching me. I leaned over as much as I could to show my cleavage. He had a big boner and tried to hide it.
….After we ate and I had bumped his legs with mine many times, it was time to get some action going. We stood side by side as he helped me to the dishes. I rubbed up against him all I could. His shyness soon left and we joked and bumped each other teasing each other. We had both wanked to each other and I was getting anxious to get him in my bed. I said: “Oh Justin, while you’re here, I wonder if you could help me move my bed over a little?” He smiled at me and said: “I would love to get you in your bedroom…Oh…and help…of course.”
…..This big kid, picked me up and carried me up stairs!…My heart was racing and I started having a flashback….
…it was to my childhood to when my two older brothers use to chase me in the woods. I would try and hide, teasing them and acting sexy to get them to chase me. They always caught me and started tickling me. Soon the chases got into feeling me up. I loved it and giggled and squirmed. The both started slipping their hands in my dress and feeling my bare tits. Next was their hands in my panties and I felt their fingers around and in my pussy. I was so excited, but teased and said I ‘might’ tell on them. They said they would say they caught me fooling with my boyfriend Tommy in the woods and I would get in trouble. We had a standoff in fun. They had a hiding place they build in the woods, and took me there. Now we really got to playing with sex things. The last time we did this I jacked one of them off sucked the other ones dick, as they licked my pussy. We never had real sex, but I loved them getting me so hot and fingering my pussy to orgasm….
…..now I was headed upstairs to my own bedroom for some real full sex…
…..Justin whispered quietly in my ear as he carried up: “Molly, I think you the hottest looking, most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Sorry if that startles you but…”
….I just started kissing him. I’d waited long enough. We slowly settled on my bed, and the very hot kissing began. He lay on top of me and I felt that hidden boner push against my pussy. We helped each other off with our clothes. We breathlessly said how our windows made us so hot, day after day. The talking stopped as we gasp our breathing and back to kissing us all over began. Finally I was getting what I wanted. He took his time feeling, kissing and massaging me. I was squirming as I began to get noisy. I had always been a moaner and loud. Out it came as his hands felt my tits and rubbed my waiting pussy. He dived for my red bush like a released anxious man. Oh my god, he knew just where to lick me so good. I let him do it, but just waited to turn and get that big boner of his in between my lips.
Justin‘s thoughts…..
….I had seen this bright red bush through my window, and now I was tasting it…I had found myself attracted to ‘true’ redheads. Some porn sites said….’Redhead’ does this or that…but…by seeing the pubic hair told me if it was a true redhead. Those stunning copper colored bushes turned me on big time. This was my first redhead to play with and I was loving it. Her pure white skin was awesome. Lots of pink at her pussy….wow….I was in heaven. She slowly began to turn me so she could have my boner to play with.
I was in 69 glory now. I couldn’t get enough of her and that smooth snow white skin. …..She made me feel aggressive and I ate her pussy all over. I held her legs and hips tight. Her sweet hands were feeling my balls and my body as she got my boner so wet and slick. I could feel my balls churning getting ready to inject her sweet mouth with a big load. I zeroed in on her bright pink clit and attacked it with my lips and tongue. She was a moaner and let me know what turned her on. I was doing my own moaning as her tongue teased the head of my full, rock hard boner……..no more dreaming about eating her red haired pussy…I was doing it! She moved her pussy and hips so hot with every lick of her clit. Lick, jump and moan I did to her, over and over and now faster. She pushed her pussy hard into my tongue and held it…..trembled real hard….and yelled a moan that gave me a ultimate high…my cum raced out of my boner and shot in her waiting mouth….she never stopped moaning now. Shot after shot of cum filler her mouth. She was shocked and couldn’t swallow it fast enough. It seemed like it lasted forever for a while as my body twitched with hers. Our breathing was like that of a drowning person….gasp after gasp as our sexual high jolted us like an electric shock.
….We neither one expected this and just quietly moaned until sleep took us away…..
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….I slowly opened my eyes, feeling so content and mellow. Justin was gone. I was covered up with a sheet. I snuggled up to relive my little dream that came true again and again. I wanted a lot more of this and soon, plans raced through my mind to get what I wanted. He said his parents were gone for the weekend…..I had an urge to tie him to my bed for the time left.
….. My thoughts started expanding beyond my old limits as I started thinking about…..I shuddered with a hot flash…..
….Where were these thoughts coming from? I dared to think about….Oh damn… I can’t even take the new urges I was getting…I actually wanted….…. to have Justin and another teen friend, both fucking me….that thought sent like a electric shock to my pussy.
….I thought….the thought will pass, it’s just to crazy.
It didn’t pass, but only got more intense.
….. I thought more….slowly the deep suppressed thoughts came to me….now I get it….oh god yes, that’s it!
……Just like my two brothers both feeling me when I was young, I wanted that again and more. I never had full sex with my brothers, but now I saw the good possibility of getting that double fuck I had always wanted…. but kept suppressed. My heart was racing and new good feelings came to my now wet pussy. I lay there with a new excitement giving me hot flashes.
…. I got up and headed for the shower. I had to masturbate.
…..It was the best fingering climax I’d ever had so far as I fantasized about four hands feeling me and two cocks shooting cum. I weakly got out of the shower…..
….Four PM, and Justin is back knocking on my door again. I looked for any neighbors looking as I let him in…all clear. Like two magnets we were kissing and feeling us all over. I had just gotten out of the shower and had on my white robe with a big white towel on my head for my wet hair. He was shaking he wanted me so bad. Now was the time to arrange for my double fuck.
….This was no easy task. I wanted him too, but I had to start the action for our threesome. I walked him over to the couch. By now he had one hand in my panties, and one under my bra. I loved it, and tried to keep my head on my goal. I got hot and weak as he knew just how to make me so hot.
…I slowly pulled his hands out and held them. I slid my lips off his and whispered in his ear, breathlessly….(“…we have to talk, Justin”)
Justin’s thoughts at the time….
….Oh shit, here it comes. ’…we can’t do this anymore’…’it’s just wrong’…’can’t we just be friends?’…kind of talk. Oh…It was not like that at all. Instead I got hotter as she told me her desires….
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…I ask Justin who his BFF was.(best friend forever). He immediately said: “Tony”, his best buddy. In fact, Tony was coming over later to watch some porn with Justin. Justin needed to call him to cancel, if my evening was clear to be with him.
… I grabbed the opportunity….
I began telling Justin my desire to be with two guys and why….he just interrupted me and said: “It’s a done deal. Tony will go for it tonight if you want. I know Tony, and believe me, he’ll be real glad to ‘help out’ with your desire!” I smiled big and attacked him on the couch. We stopped short from fucking so I could get them both tonight…damn, this was making me wet!
…I led him to the door as we both panted and kissed, looking forward to tonight. Tonight at 9pm, they would quietly come over….
….I had to sit down and take a breath…I was dizzy with excitement.
….By 9 I had the house darkened down as I waited for them. I had on a sheer turquoise full length night gown on. I had a bright orange bra and matching panties. I waited….finally I heard the front door slowly open, and then close. I jumped out from the hallway and said: “If you guy want me, you’ll have to catch me“, and took off up stairs. I wanted them to chase me just like my brothers use to.
…..I ran around giggling and finally let them catch me. I giggled and pushed their hands away as they both were feeling me up. Tony was a good looking kid, with wide eyes at what was happening. They both had big hardons in their jeans. I was in heaven. I could hardly catch my breath as Justin, and then Tony started kissing me all over. I said: “ You guys better leave me alone, or just ‘maybe’ …I’ll tell your parents.” They smiled and said they would say I ‘raped’ them and then both giggled. I undressed them as they undressed me. I laid on my bed and let them play and play with my body. I had tingles like never before. Two guys licking my pussy and feeling my tits…it was…..awesome! I wanted Justin to fuck me, while I sucked on Tony. I moved them just where I wanted to. It was like having two little love slaves, pleasing a queen. I let the make me hotter and hotter.
….. I knew they would cum quick at this point. I moved Tony’s dick in my mouth as I felt Justin’s dick slide in my pussy. I sucked on Tony and could tell he was about to cum. I stopped. I had them switch. I sucked on Justin as Tony went crazy fucking my pussy. There was no stopping now as I was building up a big climax myself. I worked Tony’s hips fast in me and moaned out loud, my pleasure feelings. ….Timing was everything. When I knew I was peeking I squeezed my pussy around Tony’s dick, and jacked Justin as fast as I could. I had no choice but to yell loud my euphoria as I felt Tony’s hot cum shooting and flooding my pussy. Justin bucked like a horse as he shot a huge load in the back of my throat. The room began to spin for me….I lost it in another world of pure ecstasy….. I had never had two guys at once. I had never had that much cum filling my mouth and pussy….I savored it as they both just kept pumping all their cum in me….I passed out in pleasure….
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….I feel kind of guilty watching the guys wash my car, mow my lawn and clean my house now. The thrill is when I whisper in their ears: (“…window at 10pm..”)
….. I opened my bedroom drapes. I’m fully dressed. Now I see several faces in Justin’s bedroom window, including Justin‘s dad…… I slowly start taking off all my clothes. Piece by piece, feeling myself up all the way. I lay back on my bed naked. I spread my legs wide and with both hands… begin rubbing my bright red bush….
…..ahhhh…life is good….

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Gazing party

For the first time in my life I write a story voluntarily. With this being said I like the stories I have read and was wondering if I also could pull it of to make a ‘’interesting’’ one. So here goes nothing I guess…

The Truth About Nikki – pt11

The Truth About Nikki – pt11 – New Things
Except for talking with Anna almost every day and having a few horny conversations with Kevin, my phone had remained silent for slightly over two weeks before I again received a call for a date. It was Chuck, one of the guys from Stu’s party. He asked if we could get together some night that week but that he was busy with team business over the weekend. I told him that we could get together the following evening if he was kewl with that and he jumped on it, I asked him when and where and he said that he would have to call me back in a bit and hung up. I smiled as we hung up, he was obviously new to arranging these things because he had allowed me to set the date instead of just telling me to be here or there at this time, period.
After Kevin’s visit I had thought about crossing my legs again and returning to celibacy but had finally compromised with myself and decided instead to pace my evenings out to my original plan of once, maybe twice a month, no more. Another part of this decision was to get rid of Henry, there was just some underlying thing about him that seemed a bit weird to me, so I called him and cancelled our entire schedule.
I was about ready to head off to bed when Chuck finally called back with the name of a motel, room number, and time to be there. I asked him if he understood the rate, he said he was cool with it and would see me the next night, with that we hung up and I trotted off to bed.
The air was cool and damp as I walked across the parking lot to a side door of the motel, grasping the handle only to find it locked. Beside the door was a card reader, which required a room card for entry. Just as I was about to head for the main office door a guy came around the corner lighting a cigarette and opened the door. I slipped past him and up the stairs heading for room 226. Chuck must have had his hand on the handle because I had barely pulled my knuckles off the door when it swung wide open and he invited me in. Chuck had a cooler on the counter with sodas, booze, and wine coolers in it, he asked if I wanted something and I asked for a wine cooler. I instantly remembered that it had been wine coolers that had gotten me tipsy the night that I had lost my cherry to Ray. It made me smile and Chuck thought it was for him. I put my overnight bag beside the cooler and slipped from my jacket, revealing my sheer blouse and cold hard nipples to Chuck’s gaze. I took a sip of my wine, kissed him on the cheek, and said “Hi” in my best little slut voice. Looking around I could see that he had spent some time prepping the room, the bed was turned down, most of the light shades had been cocked to one side to dim the light and he had the motel TV tuned to a music channel playing rap. Other than that it was pretty obvious that he had no idea of how to get things started. I don’t know why but his inexperience with women like me pleased me in some way, so I started things off my way. I put down the wine, stepped towards him and cupped his manhood through his jeans while I leaned in and went to kiss him on his cheek but he turned his head and met my lips in a full on kiss. His cock was already straining against his zipper and I made him moan into my mouth as I gave it a big squeeze during our kiss. His hands were now moving all over my body, groping my different parts as I released his cock from his pants and stroked his exposed member with my hand. I told him to sit and he settled on the edge of the bed allowing me to slide his jeans and tighty whiteys off. Then I knelt before him and pulled his top over his head and dropped it to the floor. Grasping his drooling cock again I leaned forward and sucked on one of his nipples, hearing him moan while his hands fondled my breasts through the thin material of my blouse. I looked into his eyes and slowly stood up, asking him to remove my clothes. His hands trembled slightly as he unbuttoned my blouse and opened it, revealing my hard puckered nipples to his gaze. Without a word he fondled my breasts and plucked my nipples several times before his hands headed south toward my skirt. As his hands slid down my belly I turned slightly to give him better access to the button and zipper on the side of my skirt. As he pulled my skirt down, I turned back towards him so he could clearly see the message on the crotch of my white G-string. There looking him right in the face was my damp pussy covered in thin white satin with the message “I love BBC”. Instead of instantly peeling my panties off he cupped my ass cheeks, leaned in and kissed my pussy. With his face still pressed against me, I hooked my thumbs in my panties and slipped them down revealing my bare, shaven pussy to him. This novice again surprised me by first kissing my twat, then licking my slit with his tongue. His hands gently slid my panties all the way down my legs and I stepped from them. I rested my hand on his head gently petting his hair as he went back to alternately kissing then licking my pussy lips making me shudder with excitement and flood my pussy. Chuck finally pulled his face from my crotch and asked me to get on the bed. With my pussy twitching like crazy, I almost jumped onto the mattress where chuck pulled at my hips until I was on top of him in a 69 position, looking directly at his drooling 8 inches of hard black cock. Instinctively my mouth opened and I lowered my mouth over his exquisite cock head and had my first taste of his salty pre-cum. As my lips tightened around his cock and my tongue swirled around his nice fat cock head, his hands pulled my hips down to his face and he drove his tongue deeply into my pussy hole. The deep flicking action of his tongue within me made me moan around his throbbing cock and squirm my pussy into his face even harder. It is a wonderful thing to have a man lick and suckle a woman in that place and a rare privilege for a woman of my social stature. This was the second time in only a month or so that a man had given me this treatment and I now fully understood why men enjoyed BJ’s so much. No matter how much I tried to concentrate on Chucks cock in my mouth his licking, sucking, and nibbling on my clit and pussy lips was driving me to the point of orgasmic overload, and soon. As I felt the first quivers of my orgasm raceing up my spine I ground my pussy into his face and surrendered to its pleasure. Chuck continued to lap at my flooded pussy until I was finally forced to pull my hips from his lips or go crazy on them. As I moved to the side to keep chuck’s expert tongue away from my pussy, he pushed me off of his cock, climbed in behind me and shoved his cock into my sopping wet pussy with a satisfied sigh. It felt so wonderful to feel his stiff cock stretch my pussy, his balls rhythmically slapping against me, and his firm hands pulling me fully onto him with each stroke that I soon felt another climax building within me. As Chuck fucked my aching pussy, he told me that he loved the way my cunt sucked his fucking cock, there wasn’t anything better than fucking sweet white meat like me, and that the only sloppy seconds he was going to fuck tonight was his own. He was in charge now, slowly fucking my pussy, taking his time, and I was loving it. My belly was churning like a mixer and I told him to fuck my pussy good and make me cum. He replied that he was going to tear my nasty ass up and pulled me back hard on his cock. And began pumping his fine cock into me just hard enough to make a nice wet smack with each stroke. I felt the orgasm rushing up my spine, as he felt the first shudders ripple down my back he slammed his cock into me hard and fast, making my hole go crazy. I bucked beneath him as he knelt behind me saying, “take it bitch, take it” over and over until my climax subsided. He slowed his pace and rubbed my ass as he asked me “you like that slut? you like the fucking cock, don’t you?”. After the great orgasm he had just given me, all I could say was “Oh yea baby, I love that fucking cock”. Chuck’s sweet steady fucking brought me right to the edge of another orgasm and he sensed that I was very close, he began to smack his tool hard into me every once in a while, sending ripples of pleasure through me. Finally he began fucking my sopping wet hole harder and faster with every thrust, while asking me “you want it bitch? you want that fucking nut in ya?, I whimpered back to him that I needed to feel his hot fucking cum fill my pussy. His grip tightened on my hips and he thrust himself into my very center with all the force he could muster, and then exploded. Cum gushed into my waiting pussy while Chuck moaned “take that fucking cum baby, take it”. As he pulled his softened cock from my soaked pussy and flopped onto his back beside me, he muttered “fuck bitch, you got a nice cunt”. I moved to him and suckled a moment on his nipple before his hand pressed against the back of my head and he told me to suck his fucking cock, not his tits. With his hand guiding my head I engulfed his sperm coated cock, pressing my nose into his gooey ball sack. His grip tightened a bit and he arched his groin up into my face while he told me what a fine cocksucker I was. As I began to work my tongue around his semi-hard cock he said that most white bitches didn’t suck dick for shit and that I must have sucked a ton of black meat to be so fucking good. For some reason it made me feel good in a way to have him compliment me on my abilities, but it struck me a stupid comment to tell a hoe that she was a good fuck. Chuck’s cock rose to full attention again and he told me to mount him reverse cowboy.
As I repositioned he slid up and leaned against the headboard then guided my pussy onto his cock until I was fully seated. His hands on my ass he I began to rock back and forth on his cock enjoying the wonderful sensation of his rigid tool fucking me at such a different angle. I felt his fingers rubbing my cum splattered pussy then move to my bung hole and begin working in circles around it, coating my puckered hole with his slick seed. I continued to milk his cock, enjoying the wonderful sensations of his hard cock grinding into me then he slipped one finger then two into my ass hole and began to work it around inside me. I must have moaned when his fingers entered me, and he said that my ass was fucking tight. He went on to say that he hated fucking another guys cum, like he had the last time. I told him that I was enjoying tonight too just as he pushed me off of his cock and rubbed it against my bung. As he held his cock, I slowly pushed back, feeling his fat cock force his way into my ass, sending a shudder up my spine and drawing a deep moan from Chuck. His hands grabbed my hips and began pulling me further down his cock and he began telling me how fucking hot it was, seeing my asshole stretched tight around his fucking cock His cock made me whimper and wiggle as he fucked more of his cock up my ass at this strange angle and he said it was incredible when my asshole clamped on his meat. Finally his balls pulled tight against my pussy making us both moan with the pleasure we were experiencing. Now that he was balls deep in my ass, he began to push me off then back onto his cock, fucking me harder and faster with each and every flex of his strong hands on my hips. Getting fucked like this made me grunt a bit with each full thrust up my ass and I felt a wonderful orgasm quickly building in my belly. Chuck was behind me moaning “yea, take that dick, fuck that tight ass, Take it bitch” and other things while fucking me harder and harder onto him. My orgasm washed over me and as I shuddered on Chuck’s cock, he grunted loudly and began filling my quivering hole with his hot sperm. Chuck was bucking against me and telling me to “take that nut, take it fuckin deep” until his hips finally settled to the sheets and I sat down on his cock still buried deeply in my creamy ass hole. Chuck was rubbing my back and saying how fucking good it was and how it was worth the price just to fuck my ass.
I slipped from Chuck’s cock, went straight to the bathroom, got a hand towel, a warm washcloth, returned to Chuck and cleaned him thoroughly. As I handled him he rested against the headboard with that silly ass smile that men get after they have cum and just watched me wordlessly. I threw the soiled towels on the floor and chuck asked for his drink on my way back, which I handed him before picking up my wine cooler and sitting on the edge of the bed. Initially I thought that this was just a rest break, but after we had chatted about different things for maybe 15 minutes Chuck said that he needed to shower and get his ass home. I stood to go with him but he waved me back down as he closed the bathroom door. After Chuck had dressed and left, I checked the envelope he had passed to me on his way out and found that he too had either tipped me well or paid for the entire night, in either case, I was very pleased. I then showered, dressed, went home, retrieved my son before ten PM and went to bed.
One day, several weeks later Kevin called for one of our weekly chats, he gave me a guys phone number and told me to tell him that Kevin referred me and then gave me a code word. He then went on to tell me that it was a swinger club that met a couple times a month and was for women who wanted black men. He explained that he had never attended, but that several of his clients were deeply involved in it. Kevin also explained that they filmed their parties, just so I wouldn’t be surprised.
Another week or so went by before I dialed the number and heard Tom’s deep voice for the first time. I told him what Kevin had told me to say, and Tom’s manner seemed to change a bit, became more friendly and outgoing. We chatted for maybe 5 minutes where I basically answered a bevy of questions from Tom before he finally gave me the next party date, location, and another code word to give at the door. It all sounded so James Bond to me that it took me the entire next week for me to decide whether I even wanted to give it a try.
It was a Friday night in late May of 2002 when I drove into the parking lot of the expensive hotel north of the main part of the city and locked the van. I asked for the proper guest at the desk and was sent to a suite on the third floor. When the door opened I was looking at a six foot black man of about 35 or so, he asked how he could help me and I gave him the code word that Tom had given me and the copy of the lab report that I had been told to have. He steeped back allowing me to pass into the suite and closed the door. Turning, he took another close look at me and said that he was Tom and asked if I was Nikki. After saying yes he said that I looked beautiful tonight and guided me into the main parlor of the suite. There were probably 20 people already there mixing and drinking, some soft soul music played from somewhere, but the thing that caught my eye most was the amount of camera equipment and lights that were scattered around. I queried Tom about the cameras and he said that they recorded only for club use and fuzzed out faces and tattoos. He offered me a drink and then walked me around introducing me to the other guests. The ladies varied in age from about my age to over 40 something and the same with body styles, everything from slim and petite to the fairly plump. Most had wedding rings on but Tom had only introduced two ladies as being married to men that were there. The men also varied in age from their 20’s to 40’s but most were in fine shape with the exception of a few that were a bit fat. I counted a total of 13 men and 8 of us ladies and asked if this was the whole group. Tom explained that they had about 50 total members but rarely did more than this show up at any one get together. He wandered off and I began mingling with some of the ladies and found that they were all happy to explain the way this swinging thing worked. The more they explained, the more I liked the whole system. These were people who came here to have hot nasty sex and a good time. The best part to me was being able to say no to one guy and yes to another if you wanted, this was an option that had never been open to me before and that one rule convinced me to give this a try. Then the gals began breaking down the guys, giving me a full description of each mans assets and sexual preferences. I also learned why there were so many married ladies. Most were cheating on their husbands who thought that they were somewhere else tonight but a few had white husbands who knew where they were and why, but were ok with it. I had heard of cuckolds before but this was my first time around anyone who lived this way so I asked this gal to explain it to me. She was very open in her description of her marriage, they loved each other but he had never (in her words) satisfied her sexually so with their marriage in danger he had told her to get some on the side. She went on and explained that she made him bring her to this group several years earlier and offer her to the men, that in doing this it became their decision, not just hers. He was out of town but she said that he normally would be here tending to her needs and watching. It all seemed strange to me but who was I to talk.
Soon the lights dimmed somewhat and couples began dancing to the music. I was standing to the side when a tall black man of about 40 came over, introduced himself as Bill and asked me to dance. As we moved together to the slow music, I could occasionally feel this mans cock brush against my thigh and without having to even look I could tell that he was sporting a nice fat cock that was already semi-hard. Couples around us began making out and disrobing each other before moving toward comforters that were scattered around the large suite. Bill leaned in close and said that he knew that this was my first time here, so I shouldn’t feel like I had to join in if I didn’t want to. But as we danced there together, his cock touching me and seeing the couples here and there, fucking and sucking each other, I knew that I wanted to join in. I slid my hand from Bill’s back and slipped it between us, rubbing his hardness through his trousers before telling him that I was ready to give it a go if he was. He took my hand and walked us toward an unoccupied blanket on the floor while telling me that he had been ready ever since I had walked into the room.
I was expecting him to quickly pull my dress from me and ravage me but he began by gently kissing me as he slowly unbuttoned and unzipped my dress. As he slipped it over my shoulders his mouth moved down to my breasts, sending shivers down my spine. I noticed that there was at least one man filming us as we made out, Bill must have followed my gaze because he whispered in my ear to ignore him and just focus on the pleasure. Bill released my dress and it slipped to the floor leaving me in only panties and bra. The bra was next as bill expertly popped the center clasp one handed while he kissed my neck He knelt before me, kissing my body all the way down to my navel as he went. He said that he was privileged to be the first to welcome me as he hooked his thumbs into my panties and ease them over my hips and off. He leaned in, kissed my mound and said that I smelled like pure sex should smell. I could already feel a fire beginning to rage between my legs and knew that if he parted my pussy lips, my juices would probably gush from me. I had forgotten the camera, I was totally focused on this man and I wanted him within me, and now. I knew that I should have teased him by slowly disrobing him as he had done me but I could wait no longer. I knelt down with him and quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it from him; next his trousers met the same hasty removal, finally exposing his swollen uncut cock to me. As Bill struggled a bit to get his trousers off over his feet, I wrapped my hand around his wonderful fat cock and savored the feel of it pulsing with his rapid heartbeat. As soon as his was free of his pants, I pulled Bill to me and guided his hardness toward my dripping hole. The feel of his cock head entering me sent an electric shock racing up my spine, making my entire body tremble beneath him. Bill rolled his hips toward me driving his cock deeper into my pussy and my legs automatically pulled up and crossed over his back, allowing him to enter me even deeper. As Bill pressed his tool into me I moaned and told him that it felt wonderful to be filled with his cock. As bill’s balls pressed against me he moaned into my ear that it felt so wonderful to be able to fuck me to the hilt, that some women couldn’t take it all. I kissed his ear and asked him to fuck me with his big cock.
Bill began to work his wonderful, thick 9-inch cock in and out of me, sending ripples of pleasure through me with each stroke. My entire body was tingling so much from Bill’s fucking and kissing and nibbling that I never felt the orgasm coming. It hit with the force of an earthquake, I completely zoned out as I thrashed and bucked underneath Bill’s onslaught. As I opened my eyes, there was Bill looking me directly in the eyes with a huge smile on his face. He blurted out ” holy shit girl, I thought you was gonna buck my ass off”. We both laughed and I told him that I didn’t want him off of me yet, that I wanted him to cum too. He kissed me and said that the only problem he was having was not cumming in my tight little hole. As Bill went back to fucking me, I clamped my pussy on his cock and told him that I didn’t know if it wasn’t him being so wonderfully fat, but whatever case I loved the way he felt.
I could feel Bill’s strong heart pounding louder and louder within his chest as he pumped his cock a little harder and a little faster into me with each full stroke. His constant kissing and nibbling was again brining me to climax and I was able to warn him before the next explosion ripped through me. Just as I was recovering, Bill moaned “ohh shit” and explode within me with enough force that I could feel his hot seed gush into me and fill me almost to overflow. Bill lay there for just a moment before lifting himself from my sweaty breast and asking if we could do that again after he had rested. I looked into his soft brown eyes and told him that he was welcome to service me any time he wished to. He rolled from between my legs, but before I could put my legs down a voice told me not to move, that he had a perfect shot of my hot creamy cunt. I had completely forgotten about the guys and the cameras, but as I looked down between my legs, here was a camera aimed directly at my freshly filled pussy. The cameraman told me that I was going to love the video and then asked if I had something left for a horny brotha in need. I looked toward his crotch and saw that he had a beautiful rock hard cock jutting straight out from his belly. I knew that he was hard because he had just watched Bill and me and I was a little proud of myself that I had affected him. So without hesitation I just reached out to him and told him it would be my pleasure to help him cure his problem. He quickly motioned for another to take over the camera duties and slid between my legs and entered my sperm filled box.
As this new man buried his cock fully into my womb with one powerful shove of his hips, he introduced himself as Mark and said that the tape he had just shot was truly hot stuff. I kissed his ear and told him that we should make an even hotter one. He laughed and said that his 6-inch equipment didn’t compare to Bill’s but that he would try to please me. I locked my legs over his back and whispered into his ear that I could already feel his cock working its magic inside me. Mark wasted no time bringing me to a boil either, he was so worked up from watching Bill and I that he began pounding my pussy hard and fast almost immediately. The power of his fucking had my belly doing flip-flops within minutes and I told him that he was going to make me cum soon. This only spurred Mark on, and he redoubled his efforts to pound my hips into the blanket, forcing me over the edge into a wonderful back clenching orgasm. As my climax subsided I whispered to Mark that I wanted to feel his hot cum flood my pussy, this helped push Mark over the edge and he gripped my ass cheeks and exploded inside me, grunting at each powerful spurt of his baby juice gushed into me. His grip relaxed on my ass cheeks and he slowly withdrew from my now dripping pussy and rolled to my side. I slowly lowered my legs to the carpet, but kept my legs apart for the new camera guy to film whatever he wanted to. I was aware of the camera now and it made me feel sexy in a way to be filmed with these men, it was like the tape I had taken from Ray’s house years ago. Every time I watched it I became very horny and excited, it was as if I could really feel those men inside me again, their cocks pushing and stretching me in all those different ways all over.
This time I didn’t offer myself to the camera guy, I needed some rest and something to drink, so I got up and headed to the ladies room. The action had moved throughout the suite because when I turned the corner into the restroom, here was another couple fucking on the counter top. I turned to leave but the guy told me to go ahead, it didn’t bother them.
When I returned to the main room I just began wandering around seeing what the others were doing and sipping on my now warm drink. It was like walking thorough a room filled with pure sex, everywhere I looked there were people laughing, joking, drinking, fucking, sucking, and just playing sexually with one another. The entire atmosphere of this room was charged with sexual energy and I loved it. I felt completely at home here, naked; sweat soaked, and splattered with sperm, like this is where I should have been all my life. Looking around this mass of other sweaty bodies I realized that these people had struck upon the perfect way to satisfy their sexual needs and fantasies. Each person here could indulge and explore their own individual sexual desires, it was so opposite from my life as a hoe where I was expected to perform for the man without regards to my wants and desires. I made up my mind right then and they’re that I had just found the proper channel for my sexual energy. I would become a swinger, if they would accept me.
As I strolled about I found some women sitting on chairs sucking any cock that was presented to them. I watched them for few minutes until the tingling in my belly forced me to act. I walked over and asked if I could join in and a guy instantly pulled another chair over and said that I was more than welcome. It felt a bit strange to just sit down and suck a guys cock, but then again, it was something that I enjoyed so I decided to go for it. The guy who had gotten me the chair introduced himself as Brad and after I introduced myself I eagerly sat down and guided his 8-inch cock into my mouth. His slender cock slid all the way down my throat until his wet balls pressed against my chin making him groan and comment that I was a gifted cocksucker. His cock smelled like sex and tasted wonderful, I could smell the pungent odor of his sperm and taste it’s saltiness mixed with whatever woman he had just been with, it was intoxicating. His cock grew hard within just a minute or so and he began humping his hips into me in perfect harmony of my efforts. Gently stroking his cock with two fingers of my left hand while fondling his tight balls with my right soon had him moaning with pleasure and begging me to make him cum. I ran the index finger of my right hand down the back side of his balls and began massaging that area of skin that lies between a mans balls and his ass. As soon as I began this treatment I could feel his groin tighten and his cock erupted into my waiting mouth. His hand had dropped to my head and he gently held me there until I had swallowed every drop of his salty seed before his hand released me and he stepped back.
I got up and continued my stroll around the room, sipping my drink and savoring the way it and the semen tasted together. I found Tom sitting on a couch watching the goings on and asked if he wanted company. He patted the seat next to him and I plopped down and surveyed his body as he surveyed mine. Tom is about 6’2 or 3, fairly slender and toned. He appeared to work out enough to keep any flab from forming on his jet-black frame. His flaccid cock lay on the leather cushion between his legs, and appeared to be fairly thick and maybe 8 or so inches if it were hard. He asked if I was enjoying my first visit and I smiled and told him that I not only enjoyed it but I was hoping to become a permanent member. His left hand had slipped down to his cock and he was now slowly stroking himself as he replied that I would be accepted without a problem and he would give me a copy of the club rules later. The sight of him stroking his cock made my juices begin to flow again to the point that I finally asked if I could help and placed my hand over his. Tom removed his hand and let me take charge, so I slipped from the couch and knelt between his legs and guided his semi-hard cock into my mouth as I peered into his eyes. His eyelids fluttered as my lips closed around his cock and my tongue began circling his cock head. Again, I could taste not only his sperm but also whomever the woman was that he had been with. Tom’s hands clasped both side of my head and he rolled his head back against the cushion as I slipped my mouth down his entire cock until I could feel it entering my throat. I forced myself to remain in this position and swallow several times, clamping my throat on his cock as if it was my pussy before sliding back up to catch a breath. Tom moaned that it felt wonderful when I swallowed his cock like that so I did it several more times before his cock finally reached it’s fully swollen state, preventing me from further deep throat action, he was just too fat when hard to swallow. His hands pulled me from his swollen cock and he asked if I wanted to fuck, I smiled and slid from between his legs and straddled his lap, allowing him to guide me down onto his rigid manhood. As soon as he had me impaled on his hard cock he repositioned my legs upward against the seat back and cupped one of my ass cheeks in each of his hands. With my feet on the cushion beside his hips and my knees almost in his armpits, his cock felt like it was a foot long as he began pulling me up and off his cock before dropping me back down to his lap. The sensation of being deep fucked like this was awesome and I told him that it truly felt wonderful. Tom laughed and told me that it felt like his cock was trapped in a velvet vise and that this was the way he always dreamed of dieing, “fucking some hot tight pussy”. My belly was churning already and I began pressing myself back down his cock with more and more urgency and force. Just as I was struck by a tremendous orgasm, I noticed that Tom was no longer holding me, I was pounding myself onto his cock and he was just enjoying the ride. My climax hit me hard, making Tom hold me to him until it subsided. He continued to pound his cock into me for another minute or so before slamming my hips against his and pumping his black seed directly into my womb. It felt wonderful to be completely full of cock and cum but my legs were beginning to cramp so I reluctantly slid from his cock and leaned back on the couch beside him.
As we rested in silence for a few moments I again reviewed my decision to become part of this group and could find no drawback to joining it. I had enjoyed a wonderful evening and had done exactly what I had wanted to do, had enjoyed some really good sex, met some nice people, and best of all, had no worries about catching something bad because of the testing policy of the members. I finally said my goodbyes to Tom, got my list of group rules and he told me that he would call in a day or two about my status and the next party. Dressed and heading for the door, Bill stopped me and gave me a sensual goodnight kiss before passing me his card and asking for my phone number too. He said if it were ok he would call for a date, maybe later in the week. After telling him that I would enjoy that, I slipped from the room, and went home as an almost official swinger.
My next diary post will be entitled “The Truth About Nikki – pt12 – adding to the family

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Fell In Love With A Boy

Fell In Love With A Boy.
 
 
St Barnaby’s Academy for Young Men was widely regarded as being one of the best boarding colleges in the country. An esteemed old institution, the huge Georgian mansion house was set in acres of perfectly kept grounds. Beautiful trim lawns, magnificent woodland and the expertly tended rugby pitches were admired throughout the area.
The college had a fine history of preparing young men to become successful, well respected gentlemen and their swift and sometimes draconian punishments for wrong-doing were legendary.
It was in a dormitory within this fine establishment that young Edgar Carmichael awoke upon the occasion of his eighteenth birthday. Edgar was a slight, gangly young man, not very sporty but not very academic either; he tip-toed his way through life trying not to bother people and avoiding causing trouble of any conceivable sort.
His father, Lord Carmichael had been convinced that St Barnaby’s was the place to make a man out of the boy and had sent Edgar there as his father had sent him; unfortunately the strict regime had not had entirely the desired effect.
Edgar wasn’t interested in rugby or rowing, he had never really taken to shooting either. He did enjoy horse riding but that was about the limit of his outdoor activities. Instead he preferred to spend his time in the library reading the classics, or staying in the dorm with some Rodgers and Hammerstein. His favourite subjects were Latin and history and he often stayed behind to help the teachers carry their books.
Edgar didn’t really have any friends and all the other guys laughed at him and teased him, singling him out for all manner of vile abuses. And at no other time was this more apparent than on his birthday. He knew of course the day would be commemorated by his parents who would no doubt have sent him a hamper just brimming with splendid treats; but otherwise the day would pass largely unnoticed.
This general indifference to his special day from  all the other chaps no longer held any particular chagrin for Edgar, it had merely become a tradition in it’s own right; so consoling himself with the thought of the hamper he climbed out of bed and went to get washed.
His first lesson after breakfast was geography, and after that double maths and the morning passed on as any other. At last lunch time arrived and Edgar skipped off to enjoy pork chops with boiled potatoes and asparagus with just a smidgen of apple sauce; sitting as was his way completely by himself. He really wasn’t looking forward to games next period, but it was after that lesson that his day took a rather unusual turn.
Whilst Edgar was getting dressed after a typically uncomfortable shower, Harvey Simpson, a beautiful and strapping bloke from the same year  came up to him and whispered in his ear.
“If you want your birthday treat, meet me by the grounds keeper’s shed at eight. Don’t worry it’s nothing beastly I promise.” And with that he left and Edgar remained in the changing room pondering the extraordinariness of this turn of events.
All through English and double economics Edgar thought about what Simpson had said to him earlier that afternoon. Harvey Simpson was one of the most popular fellows in the college. A strapping six-footer he was the captain of the rugby team, and the debate team and the rest of the lads idolised him. His screen-idol good looks and God-given charisma led to all manner of tales about the girls he had known and his cocksmanship was legend.
Edgar had always admired Simpson from afar and had often wondered what it must be like to be friends with a chap like that, even fantasised about the two of them being chums. He generally got a warm and tingly feeling whenever Simpson passed him in the hall or bumped into him in a corridor. And best of all Simpson had never been a part of the bullying with which Edgar had become so familiar.
Harvey Simpson however had never acknowledged that he was aware that Edgar Carmichael even existed at all. The two had never spoken and in fact Edgar had always believed that even when Simpson had occasioned to look at him it had always been with an obvious contempt. Confused Edgar decided to try not to think about it.
At eight o’clock sharp Edgar stood, twitching slightly nervously, expecting a gang of lads to arrive at any moment and strip him naked before tying him fast to one of the rugby posts; however it was the singular figure of Simpson who strode up to meet him.
“Happy birthday old boy. Ready for your present?” He said and produced a vast array of keys on a huge metal ring, which he rattled mischievously before setting about unlocking the shed door. “Come in.” He said, entering the dim little shack and Edgar, who couldn’t seem to master his curiosity followed him in.
A flash of flame light described a cigarette lighter and Simpson began lighting a number of candles that had been arranged in a rough circle around a shabby and threadbare rug and a couple of cushions that had been placed upon the wooden floor.
“Come in, come in. Sit down.” Simpson said and motioned to Edgar to sit on the rug.
Once sat, rather uncomfortably on the wooden floor with his knees bent up and his legs crossed in front of him, Edgar waited. What the devil was he doing here? What did this Simpson chap want with him? He was soon to find out.
“I’ve brought you here Carmichael to do something I’ve wanted to do to you for ages but couldn’t because you were just too damn young. However, since today you have become a young gentleman I think there is no time to waste.”
Edgar looked up into his beautiful face. His azure blue eyes were so gentle and yet wise and were focusing on him with such intensity. His shock of blonde hair was neither neat nor messy and yet somehow both. His firm jaw was the jaw of a man yet he had the complexion of a nine-year-old girl.
Edgar began to get that strange tingly sensation in his stomach and just about managed to say “What have you always wanted to do to me?” Before Simpson leaned forward and kissed hip gently on the lips.
Without knowing what he was doing Edgar began kissing him back; his lips were so soft and so warm and so gentle that Edgar found himself completely enveloped in the moment. As his belly started fizzing and his heart started pounding, he began to get an erection. Suddenly he pulled back, ashamed and embarrassed because his penis was acting this way, but as he looked up into Simpson’s eyes there was only affection and following those eyes down to the groin Edgar saw that Simpson had a huge erection himself.
“Don’t worry, it’s perfectly natural. Don’t be scared either I’ll show you what to do. Now, get your cock out.”
Completely amazed with himself Edgar unfastened his trousers and revealed his steadily hardening cock, no longer embarrassed or uncomfortable. He couldn’t understand it but for some reason this whole thing felt completely natural, felt normal; as though it had been something he had been doing for years, and he roughly pulled off his trousers and took off his shirt.
Simpson was naked too now and eased Edgar onto his back and grabbed hold of his cock. He had in is hand a bottle of something which he squeezed all over Edgar’s dick and belly. Then when he was all slippery Simpson got down to giving Edgar’s hard cock a good wanking.
For a minute or so Edgar laid back and enjoyed the new experience, craning his head every now and again to watch this beautiful man rubbing his dick, when he suddenly felt a strange sensation in his anus. He looked up again and this time he could see that Simpson seemed to be shoving his finger up his arse. The sensation was strange at first but then he began to enjoy the feeling. Simpson continued to rapidly finger his ring, inserting a second and then a third; and then he bent slowly forwards and took Edgar’s pulsing cock in his mouth.
Edgar began to moan slightly as Simpson, his head bobbing up and down like a cockatoo sucked hard on his dick and continued to thrust his fingers in and out of his arse hole.
Then Simpson stopped what he was doing and manoeuvred Edgar up onto all fours. Feeling a fresh squirt of lubricant trickling between his buttocks and sensing Simpson taking up a position directly behind him, Edgar naturally opened his legs slightly and dropped onto his elbows. He felt Simpson’s massive cock slide slowly all the way up his rectum and all the way inside him and gasped as he felt something else which he didn’t know how to describe.
Simpson started fucking Edgar’s arse slowly and deeply and then began to steadily speed up. He reached his right arm around and grabbed Edgar’s cock again and then, while still fucking him hard started to gently rub his dick.
Faster and faster Simpson fucked Edgar’s welcoming arse hole; and faster and faster he tugged his dick. Both men were sweating now and breathing hard, and Edgar could feel his heart beating against his breastbone. Harder and deeper and faster Simpson went and Edgar could feel himself approaching orgasm. And then when he heard Simpson yell, felt his body spasm and felt his hot creamy cum burst into his rectum; Edgar did orgasm and shot great gobs of jism all over his own stomach.
Simpson collapsed on top of him and both of them stayed there, sweating and panting and giggling until Edgar could feel Simpson’s cock starting to shrink. At that point Simpson withdrew his dick from Edgar’s rectum and bent forward to kiss him again with those soft red lips, his tongue just briefly probing his own.
The chaps got dressed and as Simpson blew out the candles and followed Edgar out of the door, Edgar turned to him and said:
 “So how many boys have you done that with?”
“None,” Simpson replied, looking at Edgar with love and moonbeams dancing in his eyes. “I’ve been waiting for you.” And with that he leaned forward, kissed Edgar again and the two of them set off back to the dormitories.
And now not only was today the best birthday I’ve ever had, Edgar thought, today was the day I fell in love with a boy.
 
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Worshipping My Ass

Worshipping My Ass
by: EvaMartini
age: 22
Gender: f
Approx words: 3646
Today is my 22nd birthday and I am giving myself some free time to do what I want. For a long time, I have wanted to discuss the subject of guys worshipping my ass, so today is the day. Then tonight I will party and maybe blow out some candles, among other things.
I am five-foot-five with stylishly long dark hair and brown eyes. I have a medium build that is 34b on top and a gorgeous and attention-getting rear-end. I study journalism part time at a Southern California college and I wait tables and am a barmaid at other times.
I am 2nd generation Czech-American and I have all of the tolerances and amusements for the kinky, nasty, and depraved things that one would expect given some curious history of preceding ladies of my lineage. I am not into extreme-extreme, but I would listen to outlandish things even if I didn’t choose to participate in them. Let me say it like this: If you invited me to watch (not participate in) a girl getting face-humped by a half-dozen dogs, I would likely say I am interested. If you achieve orgasms from killing cats—well—please find another friend.Why am I interested in the subject of ass worship?
Men have been commenting about my booty-butt since I was in elementary school and their comments became more emboldened as I passed through adolescence. Because of their ardor for my bottom, it seemed only natural that I would someday come to this conclusion: If my ass is that divine, then men should kneel behind me and put their mouth where there words have been.
If you think that opinion is in error, then please let me tell you that there are scores of men who want to kiss my ass and most of them would agree to the word “worship” if I pushed the issue. Yes, I did say “scores of men”. There are so many more than I ever anticipated who will kiss and lick and deep-tongue my round rear-end. I am not saying that I am so sexy that men can’t stay away. I’m saying that there is a surprising number of men who have a penchant for licking girls’ asses and if you are a girl who has not come to understand that, then you have some very hot and exciting times ahead of you, that is, if you are into that that sort of thing.What do I like about men worshipping my ass?
There are a few primary things that make ass worship very erotic for me. 1) A sense of power because ass worshippers are sometimes weak-willed and pliable to whatever I say. 2) A realization of my own sexual appeal. I mean think about it—a guy is willing to put his mouth right “there”? He finds me so appealing that he wants to drive his tongue deep up into my butt? He will stay back there and do it for long, long periods of time? Yes, that should make any girl feel very sexy. 3) It just feels so good! It takes finesse for a man to lick pussy and work the clit, etc. and actually get me to the big “O”. However, ass licking is straight-up simple and all it needs to get me hot is a man who is eager to do it. Simply put: There is no wrong way to lick a girl’s ass and get her hot, at least not in my experience.
Those primary elements are accentuated even more with the addition of facesitting. The guy lays down. He keeps his face pointed straight up. He sees my booty-butt spreading and descending yet he keeps his face pointed straight up knowing I am going to sit on it (otherwise I will not give him the pleasure of sitting on his face). I nestle down. I get his nose in the center of my ass. I let my weight come down on him. I slowly grind and rock on his nose and face. I am in charge. My ass moisture covers him. My butt is on his face. I rule. He lets me. All of it adds up to a great deal of self-empowerment and esteem for my sex appeal.The problem with ass worshippers . . .
There is one issue about ass worshippers that I find a bit bothersome and that is this: Most men who proclaim themselves to be ass worshippers really are not ass worshippers. I’m not saying that they are lying, although many will say anything if they think it will lead them to pussy, but rather that they don’t understand what ass worship is.
To those who don’t understand let me say that ass worship is more than licking a girl’s ass and maybe deep-tonguing it although those are elements of it. There are nasty boys who love that and if they sincerely are after ass licking and not just moving on to pussy, they are very pleasurable to me because they will lick and tongue for long periods of time and with enough enthusiasm to get any girl hot. However, long periods of enthusiastic tongue-work is not, by itself, ass worship. Most men think it is. However, by themselves the arts of licking, kissing, sniffing, and deep-tonguing do not amount to true ass worship. At the most, they might at times qualify as partial ass worship.Ass worship as defined by Eva . . .
So then, how do I define ass worship?
Well, I’m not saying that I am the expert, but I am saying I am very convinced of what the term “ass worship” means to me and it is the power of my own convictions that makes me willing to risk giving my opinion.
More than licking or other oral applications, ass worship is a deep and profound adoration of a girl’s nether region that is expressed with words and accompanied by prolonged experiences of the worshipper’s senses for sight, feel, smell, and taste. I might also add “facesitting” as an addendum. In other words, you are a worshipper if you want to gaze upon my ass close-up and praise its beauty; fondle my buttocks and extol the divine nature of their texture and contour; lick, deep-tongue, and kiss my “rosebud” and speak words of love and adoration to it; sniff my deep and mysterious cavern and extol its fragrance as something you love and crave.
For me, there is a sequence of those activities that seems appropriate:
1) Hands – to fondle my glorious and full buttocks (remember words of adoration)
2) Nose – to sniff that scent and love it (“No other girl smells as good”; it’s okay to lie)
3) Lips – to kiss my buttocks and then that canyon and then that rosebud (words of worship)
4) Tongue – to lick that canyon, then that rosebud, then (if you are willing), deep-tongue
5) Face – If all goes well, then after those four steps, I will probably want to sit on your
face. This is the one step where you won’t have to speak words of love and devotion to my ass because—well—when a booty girl sits on your face, you won’t be able to speak at all.
The “Nose” step is so important to discuss. Maybe you think sniffing a girl’s butt just for the sake of worshipping her is too nasty or self-possessed or whatever. Okay, so don’t do it, but be aware if a butt-sniffer comes along, your girl will probably make room for him. In my experience, buttsniffing is the one thing that separates a true ass worshipper from a partial ass worshipper. Very few guys will offer to sniff my ass and I am not going to suggest the idea to any guy because I know it sounds very bizarre, even though I love it a lot. The very few guys who are into and ask for it have never ever disappointed when it comes to being an ass worshipper. So girls, if you are into the ass worship thing and you run across a guy who is into buttsniffing, then I believe you have yourself someone who will please you immensely. I can’t say this for certain because my sample-size is small, but I am about 100% certain that buttsniffers make the best and complete ass worshippers.
If you are a buttsniffer and the girl is into it, you must know one thing that is so important yet not ever thought about ahead of time and that is this: If you are going to sniff my butt, you must do it before anything else. Why? Well because licking or kissing or facesitting dissipates the scent and once that happens, why even sniff?
Always-always-always when you sniff, you must tell the girl that you are in love with her scent. For me, a buttsniffer who raves about loving it endears himself greatly while also alleviating the natural inhibitions girls have about smelling good.
Again, ass worship at all levels must include what you say about your adoration of the girl’s butt and that is even more true when it comes to worship-by-scent (buttsniffing).Take your time!
The biggest problem that butt guys have is their rabid quest to get their tongues involved. Nearly all are so eager to lick and (especially!) get their tongues up there that they rush the important worship elements that should be done beforehand, such as fondling, sniffing, and kissing. Don’t hurry! Take your time to enjoy the sense of sight, feel, and smell before rushing into the taste. Personally, I wouldn’t put my mouth “there” or even my face in someone’s ass, but I’m all into having guys so-possessed do it to me. If they want to do that with their mouth then why would I say “no”? I know that sounds ridiculously selfish, but it is a fact that some guys can’t wait to put their faces, mouths, and especially their tongues back there. But, it can all go south quickly if the guy rushes things.
The point is for you to take your time with each stage. If it takes a half hour of fondling and a half-hour of buttsniffing and a half-hour of kissing her rosebud, then take that time. You will find it worthwhile because she will likely want you back again. Guys who rush might be good for a short-time thrill, but a girl who likes her ass worshipped is more likely to call back those who take their time to go through the stages—fondle, smell, kiss, lick, deep-tongue. There are too many guys willing to lick and deep-tongue. The harder ones to find are the ones who do it all—and take their time.
How do you know when she is ready for you to move on to the next step?
Plan on 20 minutes per step. When you near the end of that time, just give her a hint that you are ready to move and see how she reacts.
For example: A year ago, I had one very eager buttsniffer who stayed back there for a half-hour and seemed like he wanted to sniff my butt all day. However, he seemed to realize that I might be ready to move on, even if he wasn’t. He withdrew his nose and kissed the walls of my scented canyon tenderly. Ass kissing—the next step. With just three soft and romantic kisses on the canyon walls (not on my anus), he was asking if it was time. I cooed and he moved into making out with my ass.
If you’re kissing her rosebud and wonder if it’s time for the tongue thing, don’t just come out with a tongue on her rosebud. That is too assertive on your part. Instead, kiss her rosebud, then kiss up to her tailbone. When you’re ready to move back down, kiss and kiss but apply some very recognizable and very short licks—not to her rosebud but to that dark canyon. When you get “home” resume kissing, give it a few seconds, then repeat. At some point, she will make it known she is ready for tongue. Otherwise, assume she still wants to be kissed. Just don’t rush things!
What ass worship is not . . .
Some people are disgusted with the ass worship thing because they think it has to do with shit. That is so far from the truth. It has nothing whatsoever to do with toilet games.
Instead, it has everything to do with adoring a beautiful and special part of a female. If it was a shit activity, I wouldn’t be interested. There is no thought or suggestion or even a hint of the sight, smell, feel, or taste of that. All of the sight, smell, feel, and taste has to do with the nether erogenous zones of the female anatomy that are given their special character in much the same manner as those that make pussy feel and taste and smell the way it does. You don’t hear guys saying, “No, I won’t lick that pussy because I’m not into urine!” The same is true about a girl’s derriere. All ass flavor and smell etc. is achieved apart from toilet things, the same as it is for pussy.The romance of ass worship . . .
This might sound absurd and had I not experienced it myself, I would probably agree it is absurd. But, there is a romance involved with ass worship.
I mean, think about it: When I spread myself before a guy’s face, I am opening myself to a guy like a girl spreads her legs for sex. I am offering the deepest and most intimate and most secret and most private part of myself. I definitely won’t do that for just anyone, but I will especially for a guy who understands the deep intimacy that can be shared; the girl making herself most vulnerable to a man who is ready to adore her.
I have had a couple of romantic encounters that seemed to greatly parallel a normal date. The guy spoke words of endearment (ass-related), he fondled and kissed (buttcheeks), he inhaled my essence and then made-out extensively with his lips on my rosebud. From there, he transitioned to oral sex (in this case, oral/anal) and when the time came for sex, he penetrated me with his tongue and engaged in oral/anal intercourse until we both climaxed.
That might all sound strange and you might even be shaking your head as I did the first time I heard about it. But, if you have interest in ass worship, it is something to consider and while having a man make-out with my ass hole was strange at first, it didn’t take long for the sensations of deep romance and intimacy to make themselves known.
Not all ass worship needs to be on a romantic level to excite me. Hell, sometimes I’ll just take a torrid tongue from an ass licker who has no idea what worship is. Other times, I will go for a casual worshipper who understands and wants to worship even though he might not get into all phases of it. Still on other occasions, I want a “true” ass worshipper who wants to do it all—romantically—and take his time; like a lot of time.Facesitting
When the other forms of worship have been concluded, I usually have a strong urge to sit on the guy’s face. I’m not sure why I feel that but I believe it has to do with taking my rightful place and a sense of empowerment over the male like the final subduing of the vanquished male who lays sated and weak and helpless. Sometimes, I feel like a seducing goddess who is doing something extremely sensual and that makes me feel extremely sexy.
When I sit, I aim for the nose. Don’t be mistaken! If I sit on your face, your nose will be deep in my ass. Too many guys think they will lick my ass when I sit on their face but that doesn’t happen. I sit on noses. My round booty will certainly sit on the guy’s entire face because there is enough butt-cheek to cover any guy’s face, but I sit on noses.
Why?
Well, it brings me to an aspect of facesitting that I don’t mention often, but as long as I’m giving away my secret store here, I might as well ‘fess up.
I sit on noses not just because it feels so awesome but because (the confession here) I want to be sure my scent is all over his nose so he smells me long after we are apart. I call it “scenting” and it is done very sensually with a slow rocking and rubbing motion on the man’s nose.
The length of time I sit depends on how well I think I have “scented” him. If he just licked my ass and then I sat on his face immediately, then it will take some time before I can “scent” his face enough. If there has been a lapse of time between him licking the moisture from my ass and me sitting on his face, then there will probably be enough moisture rebuilt in my deep cavern that will make scenting his nose a relatively easy thing.
I don’t demand that a guy lets me sit on his face but I do know that most butt guys want it. It is just a matter of a short time before his desire for me to sit on his face is exposed which means that the majority of my sessions have facesitting and the majority of sessions with facesitting will end with me scenting the guy’s nose. I don’t think most of them know what I’m doing and for most of them, I won’t ever tell them about it. I’ll enjoy my secret and just enjoy scenting their faces.
Of course, when I’m done it will be pretty hard to miss that a booty girl just sat on their face but by then, it’s a little too late to avoid the consequences and I find that so exciting. I know all along what I am doing to him but he has no idea—until I am off of his face for a long enough time for his nostrils to return to normalcy.
Booties vs butts: There is a difference
If you are still with me, then I owe it to you to reveal something you might not have thought about.
A girl with a normal butt will acquire normal moisture between her cheeks and she will therefore have a normal amount of scent and taste.
However, a girl like me who has a booty (butt is a little bigger than most girls with my build) has rounder butt cheeks and a much deeper canyon. Both of those factors create more moisture which means much more scent and taste.
Therefore, before you make a play for a booty girl, be sure you are truly into girl-ass because you will get quite a dose of it and you certainly will not do well if you say you want it only to discover that you can’t do it because it is too much for you. I’m not saying it is awful because to a true ass worshipper, they crave booty-type girls. They want all of the scent and taste they can get and booty girls give them that. But for those who are less certain of their ass worship-hood, it is a factor worth considering before you approach a girl with a booty.
Just one example as I wrap this up:
I dated a guy who loved having his normal-ass former girlfriend sit on his face; more specifically, on his nose. He wanted it all of the time. When they broke up, he had a chance to approach me and I liked him and thought a one-time thing might be fun and, after all, it was just facesitting. However, when I sat on his face, the moisture did what it often does—it caused squishing sounds on his nose and it spread over his face and he was soon pushing me off and taking deep breaths of air. He was not prepared for all of that because he had never had a booty sit on his face. I am happy to report that he regained his resolve and after about an hour of giving him squishy-nose, he kissed my sweet rosebud goodbye.Summary:
My parting message is just a reminder of the primary things I hope you will keep in mind if you are into worshipping a girls’ rear-ends:
1) Don’t rush! (Feel, smell, kiss, savor, deep-tongue – each with fullness, never rushed)
2) If you can bring yourself to it, become one of those rare buttsniffers. It will separate
you from the others who don’t understand the sensual nature of sniffing.
3) Always-always-always worship with words! Her ass is the best smelling, best tasting,
most beautiful, etc. you have ever experienced. Lie if you have to. Just say it!
4) Try to comprehend the intimacy and romance that can happen if you “date” her ass
much same as you would for dating her normally (ie: make out with her rosebud,
have sexual intercourse with your tongue up there, that sort of thing).
* If you like or dislike or don’t understand any of this—Evamartini at inbox.com, but
don’t just contact me for a date okay?
I wish all of you the best in this strange and erotic and mysterious endeavor that is so sexy and exciting and romantic and orgasmic.
Yes, it’s not hard for me to have orgasms just from ass worship.
— Eva

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