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VIGNETTES II – Coming Home

When I came home from the Army I was hard, generally uncaring and didn’t like being around people. In short, I was an asshole. This is the true story of a woman I met when I came home; the only problem was that she was married.

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MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 9 TEASING

Please read the chapters in order. it would be redic to have to explain everything over and over. Thanks for all the encouragement. i am thankful so many of you like the story. for those of you who keep asking if this story is real, i will tell you that some parts are real. You’ll just have to wonder at which ;o

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Tattoo’s, Piercings, & A Whip

We all three met up at a bar having a few drinks, dancing, watching the guys come and go at our table; it was just a regular Saturday night. The three chicks I had chosen to spend the evening with were Shawna, Tish, and Melody. There was not a doubt in my mind that these 3 girls were very wild. Shawna had a sleeve tattoo done in fairies and dragons, Tish, was into being pierced in places I didn’t know was imaginable at the time. And Melody was the quiet one, with big beautiful seductive eyes. No matter how much I attempted to talk to Melody she was simply quiet. We finished at the bar and Shawna suggested that we go to her place and play some cards, have another drink or two before we called it a night.
It was a good hour ride from the bar to Shawna’s house. I was getting tired and thought more than once about turning around and going back to the house and just climbing into the bed. But I had second thoughts the girls had been fun, and I was interested in getting to know Melody if she would at least speak. We pulled into the drive, Shawna, had a small little white house at the back of a cul-de-sac. It was a nice little house. I followed three girls into the house, my initial assessment of the outside soon changed when I entered the front door. The house was decorated in dragons and fairies, I felt like I had stepped into a Dungeon and Dragon role play. We went to the living room where in the corner Shawna had a bar, she began mixing drinks, and I had not had any and figured we would be here awhile or I could sleep it off. I asked for an LIT, she obliged. Shawna had been a bartender for years and was very good at what she did obviously. We settled in to the sofa drinking and talking, laughing. Tish then decided we needed to liven this party up some; she turned on some music and started to dance. She was very sure of herself, with long blonde hair; she stood at about 5’6” with long legs and nice perky breast. She had a pretty face, and was obviously very confident about herself. She moved her hips as she rubbed her thighs with her hands running them up to her firm tits. She began to slowly undress for us. I began to feel a little uncomfortable but at this point I had already drunk four LIT’s and was in absolutely no shape to drive.
I was determined that I would just sit there and watch, Tish, danced to a slow Kiss song, taking off her shirt, bending occasionally, she would reveal the tops of her ample full breasts. I could feel myself getting aroused as I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She moved her ass, as she unzipped her tight Levi jeans. She slid them down her legs and kicked them off her feet. She was dancing in a red lacy pair of panties, and bra. Reaching behind her she unsnapped her bra and revealed two beautiful tits with perky hard nipples both were pierced. I watched as she pulled the rings in her tits, and worked her hands down to her pussy. She continued to dance as the music changed and her hand found her little pussy, she rubbed her cunt through her tight red panties, we could all see the wet spot forming on the front of her silk panties. She turned and bent over, letting us all look at her ass. I decided to glance around the room to see if anyone realized that I was aroused, only to find Melody with her hands in her pants. She had her legs spread, and her head back as she continued to massage her pussy. She was in her little private wonderland as she watched Tish. I looked at Shawna, who like me, was just intently watching Tish.
I became very aware of Melody rubbing her clit through her clothes; her legs were outstretched stiff, as her fingers massaged her clit through her tight jeans. I could see her hard large nipples poking through her pink t-shirt. Tish was aware that Melody was extremely excited. Tish bent over with her ass in our faces, she began to massage her pussy, spreading her hot little thick pussy lips apart with one hand and massaging with the other. Melody, moaned loudly, I watched her as she came, her breathing was hard, her thighs quivered as she rubbed her pussy hard still through her jeans. Shawna stood, “I think we need to move this to the bedroom,” she said as she waited for a response. Tish picked up her clothes and walked down the hallway. Melody stood and followed Tish. Shawna looked at me, “you in, pretty eyes,” she asked? I sat there for a second weighing my options. Actually, there were none, I was horny as hell and really wanted to get fucked. I stood up and walked down the hallway in the direction the other two had gone.
I walked in what I assumed was Shawna’s bedroom, inside I found a huge bigger than king size bed, whatever, size that was in the middle of the room. There were nightstands on both sides of the bed adorned with Dragon lamps. A chair sat in the corner, and in the chair sat Melody naked, with her legs thrown over the arm of the chair. She was already stroking her bald little pussy. The lips were rosy pink and the inside was a hot red, as her fingers rubbed over her clit. Her inner lips glistened in the light. Tish was on the bed naked as well with the exception of a pair of black panties with a strap on dick hanging off the front. I walked in and stood awkwardly in the corner. Shawna walked in the bedroom, and flipped on the stereo, AC/DC roared to life. Shawna walked over to me and told me lighten up in my ear as her lips brushed against mine. I felt a major stir in my pussy with that move. Shawna in all her splendor, she was 5’10 with long red hair almost to her ass, and all her glorious tattoos. She slid her red dress down over her voluptuous body. Under I was quite delighted to find that she wore, a white bra, with a lacy white thong that rode perfectly up the crack of her beautiful smooth ass. She wore a pair of white thigh highs held in place by a white garter belt along her waist. She was more than I could handle and I knew it. She leaned down and kissed Tish on the bed. I realized at that point these two were way too comfortable with one another and definitely they had fucked before. My eyes darted to Melody who continued to fuck herself with her fingers, and rub her tits; she was paying no attention really to anything else going on in the room.
Shawna climbed on top of Tish, her pussy brushing over the huge dildo that hung off the front of Tish. Shawn began to kiss Tish, and move down her neck to her tits. She sucked the left one, running her tongue around the nipple before she bit it roughly and pulled it up with her teeth by the ring that was attached to her tit. Tish moaned loudly. Shawna worked her way down to the dildo taking the entire 9 inch dick into her throat. Any guy would have been delighted with Shawna. I sat down my bag and moved over closer to the bed. I didn’t want to interrupt really but my pussy throbbed and I wanted to play as well. I sat on the edge of the bed and kicked off my shoes which were pretty normal behavior for me anyway. Shawn worked her panties to the side and stood over Tish; she spread her pussy and worked it down onto the big dildo. I watched bending my neck so I could see if she could take it all into her sweet little cunt. Pulling the inner lips far apart I watched the head of the big purple dick slide into her cunt. She was wet, and it dripped off the red hair that I could see covering her little clit. She sat fully down on the cock, and began to rock her pelvis as Tish began to buck at her pussy. I watched as they fucked for perhaps five minutes, until Shawna reached orgasm. To my horror at the moment I realized that I had my pants undone and was rubbing my pussy myself. Shawna turned to me, “Well, pretty eyes, it’s about time that you got that pussy out for me,” she said. I smiled and was embarrassed I had been with girls before but not this many at one time.
Shawna moved to me on the bed and pulled my shirt off my head. She didn’t bother to unsnap my bra but jerked it over my head as well; she said that my tits were great. I guess they were I had the biggest set in the room. I stood and removed my pants leaving the panties on. Tish looked at me raising and eyebrow, “Take it off,” she demanded. I shook my head no, I just didn’t’ want to be completely naked yet. Tish stood up, and Shawna moved out of her way. Tish had something in her hand, I quickly found out what it was a small leather whip; she grabbed a handful of hair and shoved my head down on the bed. She made me stand with my legs spread slightly and my head and tits were on the bed. She walked behind me. “You get 5 lashes for not obeying me when I tell you to do something. I am the boss here my darling, and you do as I say,” she stated. I understood, I had fucking walked into a domination scenario. Now what was I going to do. My pussy was dripping wet, I was drunk and naked except for a pair of black panties I was pretty much at their beckoned command. I took a deep breath as I heard the whip pull back, I felt the sting on my ass, Shawn counted each time Tish smacked my ass, it stung but was not bad. Melody evidently liked it because she came again loudly. Shawna opened a drawer on the table and pitched Melody a little gold vibrator. She smiled at her, and went back to work on herself. Tish walked around the bed. I didn’t dare move, she walked to where she could reach my head, she reached out and grabbed a handful and made me crawl up on the bed, she made me turn over, and told me to take the panties off. This time I obliged, I removed them. Soft blondish red hair covered my pussy; it was shaved to a neat little triangle just above the lips of my pussy. Shawna settled in between my legs, she pulled my lips apart. I knew I was wet, and could tell by the lapping of her tongue that I was soaked. She kissed my lips and sucked each one before she opened me up. When she did, she began to suck each inner lip and push her tongue into my dripping wet pink cunt. Her fingers held me far apart as her tongue plunged deeper into my pussy. In the meantime, Tish had moved onto the bed beside and had begun to pull and bite my nipples. She liked the size of my tits and told me so. I was nearing and orgasm as Shawna continued to eat my hot wet creamy snatch. I felt the orgasm coming on and I told Tish, she told me to just cum. I did, my thigh tightened on Shawna’s head as her fingers had made their way into my hole, three of them, as I came she banged my little tight pussy hard.
As I tried to regain my composure I moved to the end of the bed. Shawna lay where I had been. Tish began to suck Shawna’s tits, I sat at her feet stroking my swollen sucked on clit, and watched Melody and the two chicks on the bed. Tish had moved to stoking and sticking her fingers in Shawna. Shawna’s pussy was creamy white, covered in red hair. It was simply magnificent, and looked good when Tish decided to straddle her, Tish had a sweet bald little pussy with a very hard clit that rubbed on top of Shawna’s thick red hair. Shawna was starting to cum when Tish stood up, she was facing me, standing with her legs spread and her lips spread with one hand as she rubbed at her clit. Shawna rubbed her clit, so I in turn rubbed mine. We were all moaning and gasping as we all fucked ourselves in the room even Melody. When Tish started to piss, she started to piss and I was quite certain she was aiming for Shawna’s hard little clit. Shawna rubbed harder as the stream of piss coming from Tish’s little cunt got stronger and thicker. I was close enough that the piss began to splash as it hit, it covered my tits, and my face. I began to rub the golden stream into my hard nipples. It was making me hotter and hotter. Shawna began to scream as she came hard while Tish pissed into her pussy. When she had finished Tish stood there for a moment letting it drip off her lips onto Shawna. Tish swung around and began to lick Shawna’s piss covered pussy. I continued to play with my pussy while I watched Tish lick off the mess she had made of Shawna’s little cunt.
We fucked for nearly six hours; I was tied down, and whipped, fucked with a bottle, and made to cum over and over that night. But perhaps that’s another story for another night.

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Sean – A Night-Club Conquest

Even when I was younger, I was never really into discos but this was my one-and-only clubbing success, even though it left me with a dislocated jaw that still bothers me to this day!

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Servicing the Client – Again

Sometimes, there’s just that one sexual experience or group of experiences that you can recall, over and over again. Enjoy one of mine, if you will. I hope the ladies who read it also enjoy.

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Polka Dot Pajama Bottoms

Hi there! This is my first story, I hope you like it and I sincerely appreciate any feedback, comments, questions, opinions, requests, etc… my only humble request is that you do so respectfully. I can continue this story if people like it. Thanks for reading, Enjoy!
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Her apartment smelled of fabric softener, Om Nagchampa incense, and sweet cannabis. The balcony doors were all open and the heat of his anxiousness steadily seeped out into the tropical January night chill. She was wearing less than usual, this was the first time he had ever seen her shapely long legs. His eyes traced their way from her bare feet to her toned calves, lingering for a moment on her silky thighs, then up to her short fuzzy white and teal polka dot pajama shorts. He realized he was staring and flinched to bend over and remove his shoes at the door where he stood… desperately hoping she hadn’t caught him gawking awkwardly.
“Found it ok?” She chimed. “Yup, that wasn’t too far at all!” He smiled, relieved that she was oblivious and admiring her pretty smile. She leaned in to give him a hug and a quick peck on the cheek. He had hoped to have been greeted with a kiss. He breathed her in and held her in a hug for a moment after she had already reflexively released. Her long soft curls draped over his hand loosely as it found the small of her back. She stood in his arm, very aware of his anchoring hand on her lower back and his pulse against her breasts. He inhaled deeply savoring the smell of her; his breath in the curve of her neck caused a sensuous shiver down her spine, briefly paralyzing her retreat, her neck had always been her weak spot. She was glad that he hadn’t tried to kiss her, she enjoyed his warmth in their momentary embrace and smelled his cologne, the one which she complimented him on the other day when they met. She smiled to herself… that smell turned her on.
“Come on in” She led him in by the hand and closed the door behind him. Her place was artsy and very clean and tidy, he was relieved. The last girl he dated was even messier than him. They made their way to the couch where he strategically sat in the middle. She went to set her phone on the dock to play some music then went to sit down beside him. They made casual conversation, laughing and listening. They eventually eased themselves closer together into a comfortable interlocking of limbs sunk deeply into the plush sofa and satin throw pillows. Hours had passed. He realized that he would have to take some initiative in seducing her. This would be the type of woman who was going to make him work for it. The prospect of that challenge instantly excited him and he unconsciously adjusted his shorts. He watched her as she talked, her gestures, her hands so graceful and expressive. Her exotic brown eyes were bright and mysterious and almost appeared to see right through him. Her teeth were bright and she flashed them each time he would make her laugh or smile. He was aching to get closer but didn’t want to get slapped in the process. He watched her mouth intently and at one point even caught himself mouthing her words along as she spoke, being so engrossed in the movement of her lips.
She was amused, and appreciated his willingness to hear about her career aspirations and academic goals, fully aware that he wouldn’t remember much of what she was saying. None the less, she continued talking for fear that if the conversation were to dwindle he would pounce on her like a cat planning a ninja attack on its favorite toy. She listened as he told her about his music, his friends and football… or was it baseball? She didn’t care much for sports and her mind was wandering as she struggled to maintain eye contact. She inhaled deeply, and something about that damn cologne hit her again all at once before she could even exhale. Triggering a surge of excitement to race through her body, she was completely caught off guard by her responsiveness to his masculine scent. She felt an instant rise in her body temperature emanating from deep in her core, her face became flushed and her supple skin was again enveloped by that familiar prickly chill. She blinked slowly, deliberately; trying to compose herself discreetly and regain some control over her flustered body. She met his eyes and realized he was no longer talking, but was watching her with a mischievous smile… Did he know? When had he stopped talking? Why was he looking at her like that? She became anxious and rhetorically offered to go get them some water from the fridge.
She shifted, extending her leg from under her to put her feet on the ground in an attempt to escape the awkwardness in her living room for the refuge of her kitchen only a few feet away. His primal instincts took over him and he became a hunter calculating the optimal point of attack. In his peripheral view he watched as she outstretched her bare leg and began to lean forward, never breaking their eye contact. The moment one foot touched the ground he saw his moment of opportunity and sprang forward. His lips met their target straight on and his hands reached out to the arm rest behind her, cornering her against it as he pressed his body to hers. With one leg still folded underneath her and the other on the floor, it was a matter of seconds before she had no choice but to position herself under him horizontally to avoid twisting the foot that was still tucked under her. The fact that she wasn’t fighting it actually shocked her more than the bold act itself.
He was lying on top of her now, kissing her passionately and greedily. She parted her lips slightly, whether it was an innate reaction to his unintentional gyrating against her or an attempt to object, neither of them could really tell. She leaned back on her elbow and lifted her free hand to his chest, applying only a very slight pressure against him as if to communicate “I could stop this at any moment, so don’t get carried away…”. She at least wanted to retain the illusion of some control in the situation. It seemed her body was winning the fight with her better judgment and she realized the unsolicited domination of this blue eyed stranger in her home was making her undeniably wet in her little polka dot pajama bottoms. Almost intuitively he sensed her arousal and decided to push her further. He took her passively opposing hand by the wrist and lifted it above her head. She uttered what was almost a protest to her new constricted predicament just as his mouth moved to her hypersensitive neck and the only noise that escaped her lips was a breathless feminine moan of surrender.
Her reluctant groan hummed into his ear. Its vibration amplified by his own trembling anticipation and excitement, eliciting an animalistic hunger as he devoured the sweet taste of her flesh. His mouth moved with a passionate aggression from her ear down her neck, he found her collar bone and moved further to continue this exploration of her throbbing chest. His hand wandered behind her back in search of the arm that she was propping herself up on. He found her wrist easily and lifted it above her head to join the other, rendering her incapable of getting away, even though by then there was nowhere else she’ d have rather been. With both hands now bound above her head she sank deeper into the corner of the sofa, his mouth following her down. He took both of her wrists above her head with his one big hand, freeing the other for his conquest.
The pulsating constriction of his shorts intensified when he looked down at her for a moment, soaking in the site of the beautiful brunette below him, submitting to his control and squirming in anticipation. She was hot and flustered, hair disheveled, flushed cheeks and chest heaving rhythmically as she helplessly awaited his next move. He admired her erect nipples pointing up at him as they rose and fell under her tight aquamarine spaghetti strap tank top now stuck to her skin from the moistness of their body heat, lewdly outlining her perky voluptuous breasts. He looked back up at her face, her mouth was ajar as she stared him right back in the eye, almost challenging him. He gave her a devilish smirk and surprised her with a sudden suggestive thrust of his groin. He had tactfully managed to position himself directly between her now open legs and was pressing his erection against the wet crotch of her little shorts. The unexpected pressure directly on her sensitive clit caused her pussy to suddenly spasm uncontrollably. He watched her eyes roll back and close as a soft involuntary whimper escaped her pink lips. That was the only invitation he needed. He moved his free hand up to the back of her neck to her bouncy soft curls, entwining her hair around his fingers and then tightening his grip. Her eyes reopened and she looked up at him. He tightened his grip even more and when he was content with the leverage of his grasp he held her head so that she was forced to look him directly in the eye. She was hungry for more and he could see it, he was going to give her everything she wanted and more, much more. Slowly he began grinding his pelvis against her, looking her in the eye, tightening his grips on her hands and her hair. His thrusting intensified and became more calculated, he was teasing her and himself. Deep hard strokes and rocking in circular rhythms followed purposeful successions of repeated forward thrusts, all the while she tried her damnedest not to break eye contact, but once in a while would slip in the bliss and he would tighten his grip on her hair forcing her to come back to him.
As he continued to dry hump her with vigor he didn’t realize his shorts had been working their way further and further down. He was so enthralled with the pleasure that he was deriving from the simulated sex he was having that he didn’t immediately notice the front of his shorts had worked their way down about 6 inches, subsequently leaving the only thing obstructing his engorged member from its prized target to be his thin boxer brief with a missing button on the flap, and her now soaking wet polka dot pajama shorts. When he finally acknowledged this new unrestricted sensation, he began pumping even harder, until the head of his dribbling cock made its way through the opening in his briefs and found her warm wet shorts were not doing a very good job at keeping her covered. It wasn’t long before his determined prick found its way around the crotch of her shorts and through the leg opening. He almost exploded right then and there when his dick made direct contact with her tight slippery slit. He had assumed she would have been wearing panties, and she definitely was not.
He lowered his head to her and kissed her hard on the lips, exploring her with his tongue and growling primitively into her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his waist tightly, communicating her desire for more. He took his queue and aligned his member in preparation to enter her. He pulled away from their kiss and with his mouth against her ear he whispered coarsely “Mmm, you naughty girl… I’ll have to teach you a lesson about what happens to naughty little girls who don’t wear panties…” and just as a despairing moan escaped her lips he plunged himself deep inside her to the hilt. She cried out in pain and ecstasy, and within minutes exploded into a drenching, quivering, convulsing orgasm all over his engorged tingling man meat. He grunted loudly and tried to keep his composure as her vice like cunt sucked him in to its velvety wet walls and squeezed him repeatedly tighter and tighter until her intense climax subsided. He was so deep inside of her that he could feel his head against her cervix and he knew in that moment if he didn’t pull out soon he would blow his pent up load all over it. The fervid geyser that was emanating from his swollen balls was fighting its way out; quickly he tried to pull all 7.5 inches of his thick meat out of her hollow clutches, this time not quite as abruptly as his initial entry. One inch, two, three inches…. Four inches… she was moaning and rubbing her beautiful breast while running her hand up and down his chest and torso, he knew he would probably still be hard even after he came, this was just too damn hot, and he was anxious to fuck her right, and a bit embarrassed that he couldn’t last longer… 5 inches… almost there, he can feel it about to blow…6 inches… Suddenly her legs wrapped around him again, pulling him back in.
“Shit, I am going to cum, hang on I need to pull out!” He said frantically, his voice cracked. She grabbed him by the neck of his shirt and pulled him into her, bringing his face down half way. His cock now completely back inside her, she leaned forward to meet his face, the juicy clutch was too much for him to bear when she maneuvered forward to lean into him. She kissed him hard, her tongue probed his mouth and he blasted his gooey cream with abandon deep into her pussy, whimpering and grunting into her mouth as spurt after spurt projected from his still rock hard erection. He was trembling against her as she pulled her mouth from his, brought it up to his ear and whispered “Mmm… you naughty boy, I’ll have to teach you a lesson about what happens to naughty boys who cum before I say they can…”

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The Angry Nurse

I was sick to death of it and my anger had me seeing red not seeing sense. This uptight mole had it coming to her and I was just in the mood to give it to her

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A Married Guys guide….pt3

Since it seems some folks have enjoyed my stories, I thought I’d share again. A quick recap, accidently discovered my very conservative wife of six years secret fantasy of being my anal whore. After several months of the hottest sex we’d ever had–with the one requirement that I always cum in her ass–she showed me another of her fantasies. That was, she wanted to fuck me in the ass. I was a guy who’d always said that would NEVER happen, but I suddenly found myself caught, because I’d promised to try anything she wanted to try. So, I let her fuck me in the ass with a vibrator, and it was amazing. One reader said they wanted me to share more details about how it felt, but I’m really not sure how to describe it. I mean, can you honestly describe in accurate detail how it feels to cum so that someone who has never cummed can understand? I’m not sure that I can. All I can say is that it did hurt a little, but the pleasure was a lot stronger than the pain. And when I cam, it was like the cum was building up and building up like it was never going to get there. When I finally got that release in her mouth as she fucked my ass, I honestly felt like I was going to black out. But anyway, I want to share the third act of my story.
It had been about six months since I fucked my wife in the ass for the first time, and another three since the first time she fucked me in the ass. It was the best thing that had ever happened to our sex life. We fucked at least six days out of the week. She’d give me a blowjob, I’d lick her pussy and fuck in any position, but in the end I’d always finish in her asshole. Then she’d roll me over and fuck me in the ass while she sucked me off, letting me cum in her mouth. On the days when she was on the rag, she’d just fuck me. I never felt funny about it, the way I had once thought I would. It was just hot HOT sex with the woman I loved.
I came home from work one afternoon to find all of the shades closed, and candles flickering in the hallway. We never really did candles, so I knew I was in for something big. She met me at the bedroom door wearing a pair of purple boy short panties and nothing else. She took me by the hand and led me to the bed, where she turned to face me. She kissed me forcefully on the lips as her hands unbuttoned my jeans and pulled out my cock, which was already rock hard. She slid me into her mouth until the head of my cock touched the back of her throat, and then started working me in and out of her. Right when I thought I was about to cum, she slid me out and smiled. I moved to kiss her but she put a finger to my chest.
“I don’t think so,” she said with a crooked smile. “I’m in charge to day.”
She slid my pants and boxers down to my knees, and I stepped out of them. Then she quickly unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it aside. Then she turned and got on her hands and knees on the bed with her back arched and her ass sticking up.
“See anything you like?” she asked.
“Oh yes,” i moaned. Her boyshort panties were so far up her ass I could almost make out her asshole through them.
“Why don’t you get on your knees,” she said, and I dropped to my knees next to the bed. She back her ass right up to my face, burying my nose inside her ass crack. I reached up to grabbed her hips, but she smacked my hands away. “I told you, I’m in charge today. You don’t do anything until your told, bitch. You understand?”
“Uh…yes ma’am,” I said.
“Good,” she said and started grinding her ass on my face. I could smell her. It was that familiar sweet smell of her pussy, and the now familiar smell of her ass, which some people might THINK is disgusting, until they have been in that position. I could barely breath, but my cock was throbbing. After several minutes she pulled away and ordered me to lay on my back. I did and she shook her head. She swatted me in the balls, which kinda hurt, but in that situation it was kinda nice. “I didn’t say you should be hard.”
“Well–”
“Shut up, bitch,” my wife snapped. She stood over me in the bed and pulled her panties off, then squatted down over my face. Her pussy was only inches away, and I wanted to attack it, but I held back. This was hot and I didn’t want to ruin the mood. “Don’t you want to lick it? Too bad.”
She turned her ass to face me, and then sat down on my face. My nose and mouth were buried in her ass, and I couldn’t breath. I felt her hand grab my cock and started jerking the hell out of it. My whole body wasconvulsing. I couldn’t breath and I was about to cum. FInally I cummed hard, all over the place and she raised up. Then she ordered me to get on my hands and knees. She disappeared behind me for a moment, and then reappered wearing a very large, very black strap on.
“Open your mouth, bitch,” she ordered. Weakly I did as she said, and my wife slid the dildo into my mouth. She started to face fuck me the way I had always dreamed of doing to her. She was smiling the whole time, and I was a little embarassed that I felt my cock getting hard again. “Oh, I think you like it, you little bitch. Turn around!”
I nervously did as I was told, thinking about the size of that dildo. I felt it slid up my thigh, and then up my ass crack. Then there was preasure against my asshole. She pressed gently against me, slowly working her way in. It took a while, but finally she managed to get enough of it in that she started to fuck me. It hurt a lot more than the vibrator had, but she did a reach around and started jerking my cock as she fucked me.
“Oh you are enjoying this,” she said.
I honestly don’t know how long it went on, and I can’t truely explain how it felt. It hurt, but once my ass got used to thesize of the dildo, that kinda went away. All the time she was stroking my cock, and it felt like the cum was building up in my nuts. It was so wierd, and so good. I felt like I was on the verge of cumming, but I couldn’t. It just kept getting stronger and stronger, but never getting there. And she just kept fucking me.
“Oh, I thought you were a manly man,” she whispered in my ear. “I think you’re gonna wear my panties to work tomorrow and think about this all day. You’re gonna think about how your just my little bitch, aren’t you?”
And then I was cumming all over the bed. Right when it started every muscle in my body felt like it tensed up. And as I gushed all over the sheets she sid out of my ass and I collapsed into it, still cumming. She slid into bed next to me and kissed me on the neck.
“I love my little sissy boy,” she whispered in my ear.
A few days later I was getting on the computer while my wife ran to the store, and found her email was open. Now, I’m not the nosy sort, but the email that was open had “RE:(MY name) Video” as the subject. I was curious, so I started reading. The email was a response from my wife’s friend Sherrie. It read:
“Sandy, that was SOOOO awesome. You really made Mike your little bitch! I’ll never look at him the same way again! Everytime I see him I’ll be thinking about that big black dick in his ass. LOL! Sending you the latest vid of Tommy, hope you enjoy.”
I cliked on the link and opened it. It was Sherrie’s husband Mike jacking off a cock that was at least ten inches and thick.
I was embarassed, because what straight man wants his friends to know he takes it in the ass? But I had a secret history with Sherrie (see the story Sherrie) and knowing she had seen that video turned me on, and it made me wonder what other kinds of videos the two of them had been sharing. I eventually found the folder hidden in my wife’s work files. It had six videos and a dozen or so pictures in it that I had no idea existed. All of the vids were from times when my wife had been waiting for me when I got home from work, so I guess she had time to set up her camera. The first two vid were of me jacking off with a pair of her panties on my face, clearly taken with a camera phone from outside the bedroom door. The next one had been taken with a nicer video camera and was the second time I had fucked my wife in the ass. Two of them were of times when she had fucked me with the dildo and the last was a full length of my taking it in the ass from the strapon. The pix were of me in the shower, sleeping naked, etc. There was also a folder that had pics and vids, mostly of mike jerking off. One dark grainy one was of Sherrie giving him a blowjob.
I watched the later video and jerked off, thinking that next time I was really going to put on a show for her. I’ll tell you about that later.

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Owned by the Club-Part 3

Owned by the Club-Part 3
On the day of the big run, everybody was leathered up. Our colors were flying. I was dressed in my jacket and a pair of jeans cut so short that they were more like panties. They barely covered my pussy lips. Most of the girls were dressed like me. I kissed my beautiful piss girl and headed to my ride.
I mounted up behind my boyfriend. He knew owned me and showed me off like his prized bitch. Most of the bruises, whip marks, and scratches on my body had healed. I knew they would be replaced by new ones soon. The only thing that I had on my mind was the excitement of the run. My ears filled with the sound of a hundred motorcycles cranking up and roaring to life. It sounded like thunder.
My boyfriend gave his bike the gas and off we flew. It wasn’t long before the sun grew higher and it got warmer. The girls started taking off their leather coats and tucking them under their butts. Next came off the tops. I stripped with the rest of the girls. Soon there were a hundred pairs of tits bouncing down the road. Some of the girls were rubbing their boobs up against the backs of the bikers in front of them. They knew their place was to keep their boyfriends happy.
Heads turned when we stopped for gas. The girls went around back of the station to squat and pee. Some just carried their cut offs back to the bikes and stuffed them the saddle bags. We all got cokes and beers to chug before we got back on the road. Two of the girls shook up their beers and sprayed each other to cool down. Bikers were licking the beer off their tits and asses. Several of the girls including me got bent over a bike seat and quickie fucked. As we headed out, I could feel the cum running out of my pussy and onto the bike seat. I reached down and wiped as much up as I could with my fingers and licked them clean. The vibration of the motorcycle between my legs always gets me hot. I was grinding my pussy into the seat and pinching my tits as we rode. I got hotter and hotter until I came. My whole body shook. I whispered into my boyfriends ear that I wanted him to fuck me again. He told me that I would fuck plenty tonight.
The club would meet up with other clubs and pimp us girls out for drugs and guns. The other clubs could be pretty rough with chicks that didn’t belong to them. I didn’t worry about that. The wind was in my hair and I just kept grinding my wet pussy into the vibrating seat of the hog I was riding. Truckers would honk the big horns on their eighteen wheelers as we passed them. The girls would flash tits and ass and laugh as the trucks nearly ran off the road. A state trooper was parked on the side of the road as we came over a hill. He had a bike pulled over. I thought shit! But then I saw him just smile as we passed his open patrol car door. The head of our cute little blonde was bobbing up and down in his lap as he reached down to squeeze one of her tits. He would come and they could go. Just part of the price of riding through these little towns without getting thrown in jail. I was sure I would be sucking off a cop or two before this ride was through.
We stopped to eat and gas up early in the afternoon. Several of the girls just walked on in naked as jaybirds. Before the manager could object, one of the bikers handed him a large wad of twenty dollar bills. Everybody got whatever they wanted. Somebody turned the music up on the juke box and there were girls dancing on tables everywhere in the place. The manager just shook his head as some of the locals headed for the door. He probably figured that he would get the shit beaten out of him if he objected to what was going on. He was probably right.
I got up and danced. I saw that my boyfriend was paying close attention to me so I slipped off of the table and gave him a lap dance. Even though he had fucked me earlier, I could feel his hard on through his jeans. I unzipped him and sucked his beautiful cock into my mouth. I was working his meat farther down my throat when I felt a hard slap on my ass. My piss girl hit me again and told me to suck him good. I did. As I got him deep in my throat, I began to bob up and down so the head of his cock was getting a lot of stimulation. I felt my nipples being pinched which told me that piss girl was right behind me. I could feel her tits massaging my back as I sucked my biker faster and faster. When I came up for a breath of air, piss girl took my place. She soon had her lips on his balls. I could see her throat bulge as his cock went down her windpipe. I stuck my middle finger up her asshole and finger fucked her ass as she throated my boyfriend.
We took turns sucking his cock and fondling each other. Finally I could feel his dick start to pulse and soon I had another mouthful of his hot seed. Before I swallowed all of it, I turned to my cock sucking helper and French kissed her. Our tongues swirled around each other mixing with the hot cum. Together we drank the spunk. I love cum. I love kissing this girl. My boyfriend loves it all. Life is good.
I got up off my knees and chugged a beer. Then it was back on the chopper and out on the road. We traveled ‘til nearly dark. I could see campfires burning as we turned down a dirt road and pulled up to an open field full of hundreds of bikes. There were several clubs all wearing their colors. The smell of weed was floating through the air and everyone had a bottle of something or other to drink. My boyfriend went off with several guys and the girls and I stayed by the bikes passing around a joint that one of the girls had lit up.
A big biker from another club walked over and looked us over real good. Here were seven or eight good looking chicks standing around naked smoking weed and getting high. He came up to piss girl and looked her tits and tat up real close. He said something about taking all of us when the trade was made. I had a good idea as to what he meant.
Sure enough, my boyfriend and some others came back and told us that the club needed drugs and guns and the other clubs had both. We would be traded for both. They rounded us up by a campfire and started auctioning us off. I think I got traded for four shotguns. I asked my boyfriend if I was gone for good. He quickly assured me that I was just on loan for the weekend. He told me that I had better be good or they would have to give back the guns. I knew that would get me a hard beating so I made up my mind to do anything demanded of me.
The biker who bought me took me by the hand and lead me to some woods down by a creek. He took off his belt and held both of my hands in one of his. I thought I was going to get the belt used on my ass but instead, he used it to tie me to a tree. When I was good and secure, he unzipped and rubbed his cock between my pussy lips as he got hard. I could feel his monster meat grow and then push into my hole. He was soon pounding my pussy so hard that that my ass was getting smashed against the tree. He was getting really deep into my cunt as he picked up speed. His teeth were all over my tits. The harder he fucked me, the harder he bit my breasts.
I was getting hot. I begged him to fuck my harder. I told him that I would do anything to please him. This drove him to grind into me even harder. This guy was going to get his money’s worth. I screamed as he filled my fuck hole with his cock. My ass was getting raw as it crashed into the tree bark. Still he pounded me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him as he jack hammered my dripping snatch. A solid hour passed without a break from the wild sensations caused by his manhood in my hungry pussy. I begged for more. He gave me more. He made me release my leg lock from around his waist and spun me around and fucked me doggie style. I pushed against the tree to try to keep my nipples from ramming the rough bark in front of me.
I thought about being gang fucked back at the club. Most of those guys just fucked me for a few minutes. As soon as they shot their wads into me, they rolled off and left. I would watch them pull up their jeans as they walked off. I would soon feel their man juice running down between my thighs and that would be it until the next biker wanted some of my pussy. The guy who had me tied to this tree was different. He seemed to be liking what he was getting. I even wondered if he might be thinking of keeping me.
I could smell his body as his sweat dripped onto my back. He smacked my ass as if to tell me to work harder at pushing back against his giant dick. I heard myself telling him that I could take it up the ass if he wanted it. He told me that we had all weekend and that he would get to my ass in due time. I was sure that my throat would get a good work out as well.
I could feel a climax building deep between my legs. I could hardly catch my breath. We were both dripping with sweat. It mixed with the pussy juice running down my leg. I screamed as I shuddered to orgasm. My legs went limp. I just hung from my wrists, almost passing out. He kept torturing my sopping fuck hole with his monster cock. Even though I was light headed from my come, I ached for more. I ground my ass into his oncoming rod. Even tears started to run down my cheeks. This biker had fucked me to tears! Another orgasm was building in my pussy. This one took a little longer but was even more intense. Again my body shook and trembled as wave after wave of lust racked my cunt. Yet a third climax started in my clit. I had heard of girls coming for hours and passing out from their climax but it had never happened to me until now.
There was no end to this man’s stamina. I wanted to be his slave. I wanted to have his baby. Boom! Another climax hit me. I could no longer support myself. The belt tying my wrists to the tree was the only thing preventing my collapse to the ground. He took a vice like grip of my hips with his powerful hands and continued his unyielding assault on my well stretched pussy. Stroke after stroke reamed my cunt. A second hour passed as he fucked me senseless. Then finally he let out a groan and shot the biggest load into me that I had ever received. Slowly he stopped pumping me and let himself slide out of my hole. I just hung by my wrist and tried to catch my breath.
Who was this guy? What had just happened to me? After a good while he spoke. He told me that his old lady was pregnant. For her sake, he had not fucked her in a long time. He really did not want to fuck anyone else until he spotted me. I felt flattered beyond belief. He went on to say that he really cared for his woman and the other girls in his club knew it. I was regaining some of my strength. I asked if he thought she would like it if I ate her pussy. I told him that I would gladly be his cum hole. I could be there when either of them needed to be serviced.
He released my hands let me lie flat on the ground. I could see his cock getting hard again. I could hardly believe it when he spread my legs and lifted them up to my head. He plunged into my gaping pussy with one stroke. With long steady strokes he fucked me for another hour. Even though my cunt was raw, I wanted every inch of his manhood. I clawed his back and rubbed his chest with my tits as he brought me to another climax. He finally withdrew his meat and forced it down my throat. I drank his second load as fast as I could but still some of it spilled down my breasts. After he pulled his cock from my mouth, I was able to lap up the spilled seed off of my tits.
I fell asleep under the tree. Passed out was more like it. Sometime later I awoke as my biker worked his hard on up my ass. At last I had this wonder cock up my ass. I held my ass cheeks open to let him get in as far as he could. The pain and pleasure he caused me by both fucking and slapping my ass gave me another orgasm and finally another. I could feel myself filling up with his third load of cum. He rolled off of me and fell to sleep. I laid beside him for awhile and then gave him a tongue bath down his back to his ass. I spread his ass cheeks and sunk my tongue as deep as I could into his asshole. I licked and sucked his back passage while rubbing my clit to another climax. We then slept until dawn.
We walked back to his camp. I stopped to wash in the creek. I wanted to look as good as I could for his old lady. If she liked me, maybe I could stay with them both for a while. When I first saw her I knew why this big biker was so devoted. She had long black hair and deep blue eyes. She was beginning to show her pregnancy but her figure was still great. She gave him a big smile and turned to me. Before she could speak, I blurted out how beautiful she looked. I moved close to her and kissed her on the mouth. I told her that I would do anything to please her. She took me by the hand and lead me into their tent. She laid down and handed me some lotion. I stripped her and rubbed her down with the soothing liquid. I poured some on my breast and massaged her back with my nipples. I moved lower and licked her pussy from behind. She arched her beautiful rump into the air to give me better access to her lovely coochie. I wanted her come all over my tongue. I licked her pussy and her asshole as she writhed under me. She grabbed my hair and pulled me into her as she spread her legs to allow my licks to go even deeper into her dripping hole. Tiny moans escaped her parted lips and she shuddered to orgasm. I licked her until she pulled me up to her face and French kissed me deeply. Her old man came in the tent to find us in each other’s arms.
I told them that I knew that I was a whore that was traded for some guns but I felt something deeply for the both of them. My only wish was to make them happy in any way they wished. I don’t know what came over me. I just wanted to please them. I did so for the rest of the weekend. She used my tongue while he used my pussy and ass. I massaged her clit while I sucked his cock. I drank her piss so she would not have to go into the woods. I slept with her thighs as my pillow. She smiled as he slapped my ass while plowing my pussy. She knew the feeling that I was experiencing. I buried my face between her legs to muffle my screams as I would climax for an uncounted number of times.
The weekend passed all to quickly. I was returned to my boyfriend. I was glad to see him but sad to leave my pregnant couple. My boyfriend asked of I had been passed around to the members of the other club. When I told him that I spent all my time with one biker and his old lady, my boyfriend seemed surprised.
I was also happy to see my tall piss girl and the little blonde and the other girls. We all mounted up and headed back out on the open road. We did not go back to the club house as I thought we might. Instead after riding all day, we arrived at a large old house in the country. It was about an hour outside a major city. I wondered what we were doing here but not for long. One of the other girls told us that this was where we would be living and working. It was a whore house owned by the club. The local cops got a cut of the profits and left the place alone.
As we entered the massive front doors, I saw that the ground floor was devoted to a bar and strip club. The upstairs was bedrooms. We each got one. We would be living a fucking in that room from now on. A big blonde woman was in charge of the place. We were told that what she said was law. She told us that the rules were simple. She would collect the money and we would fuck the customers given to us. We all went upstairs to wash. Two young girls came to lead us downstairs to the back. There was a kitchen with a big table. We all set down and were given plenty to eat. There was wine to drink. Then it was out on the floor in front to dance for the customers.
This setup was a gentleman’s dream. Thirty or forty beautiful girls would dance for them. The big blonde would circulate amongst the customers and ask if they wanted something “ special”. The customer would slip her some cash and point to a girl. There were booths in the back corner of the club where the girl would take the guy and give a lap dance which would lead to a blowjob or quickie fuck. Then the girl was back up dancing and waiting for the next paying customer. The drinks were good, the music was good and the girls were great. The place stayed packed.
When a client wanted more than just a blowjob in a booth, he would pay extra to take a girl up to her room. The girl would be told what he had paid for so she could limit his time. If he wanted more he had to pay more. Pretty much anything could be done to a girl if the price was right. It could get rough at times but we had no choice but to take it if that’s what a man wanted. The little blonde had a customer take to her and become a regular. Sometimes we could hear her screams even over the music. She would come out of her room with bite marks and scratches. She had to use makeup to cover up what he had done to her.
Some customers pissed on us. Some liked us to piss on them. I was known as a good ass fuck. I even enjoyed some of my regulars. Sometimes I had to join the little blonde and take a brutal beating. The blonde and I did our best to get the guy off quick. Often we would get off light if he was satisfied quickly. Sometimes he was drunk and took an extra long time whipping us with a riding crop. Then he would bite and claw us while he fucked us as hard as he could. I didn’t mind the beating so much as I hated to see the little blonde crying in pain. She had to beg him to hit her harder as part of the act even though she really did not want to be with him at all.
Some nights we had special parties. The whole place was rented after hours. Several rich men would have the place and the girls to themselves. One of those nights, I was back in a position that reminded me of high school. The customers had me bent over a bar stool with my wrists and ankles tied to the foot rest. When ever any of them pleased, they would come over and ass fuck me. They took turns showing off how deep they could shove their cocks up my butt. One guy bought a whole bottle of booze, took a drink, put the cap back on and shoved it up my ass. While he fucked me up the ass with the bottle, another guy grabbed my hair and shoved his cock down my throat. The other men around the bar starting cheering on the guys abusing me. They could be heard yelling to choke that fucking whore. Shove that bottle farther up my ass they shouted. Everybody was laughing. The more I gagged, the more they laughed. When I finally got a load of cum to swallow, another customer would take his place. The bottle was finally replaced with a hard cock. A very young man stepped up and fucked my ass. I must have been his first ass fuck. He seemed quiet and nervous. The others were not helping him with all their yelling and laughing. None the less, he fucked me good and hard with the stamina of youth. As they all got drunk and went home, I was cut free by my lovely piss girl and helped upstairs for a few hours rest.
The biker club was making a fortune off this place. Even though it took away from profits, the club members came in and took over the place from time to time. My boyfriend and other members took turns with me and the other girls. I sucked the other girls’ pussy juice off of many of the cocks belonging to club members.
At last, one night the giant biker and his pregnant old lady came into the whorehouse. I just about ran to greet them. I told them how I had thought of them all the time. The beautiful black haired, blue eyed pregnant girl said that they had missed me. She wanted me to come live with them and help her raise the child. No more whoring. I would belong to them. They had traded some drugs for me and I was to go with them right now. I ran upstairs to grab a few things. I stopped to kiss as many of the girls goodbye as I could including piss girl and the little blond. As we went out the front door, I wondered as to how the three of us would fit on one bike. Then I saw it. My new owners had come on two bikes. One would be mine. I would be a full member of the new club. The engines roared to life and we were off on a new adventure.

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A few years ago I had decided to have some work done on the house and had made an appointment online for a sales person to run through the project and discuss options. What I didn’t expect, was to meet and have sex with one of the sexiest women I’ve ever met!