It really didn’t take much to seduce this bitch; just a couple of drinks and a little sweet talking was all that was needed to get this hoe to the point where she was slurping on both our cocks. From then on there wasn’t a single thing this slut wouldn’t do.

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Would you believe that our CPA had a wild fantasy to fuck her brains out in a porno? Well we didn’t either till she turned up one day when we were in the middle of a shoot and the bitch wanted in. Well now she knows what it’s like to fuck a nasty black cock

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As a painter, like most other creative people, I will occasionally fall into periods where I feel in an artistic rut. Call it the visual equivalent to writer’s block, they are times where I can’t see the pictures in my head, and I can’t fill up the canvas before me. Those times are depressing, and when they strike, I spend hours upon hours walking the streets late at night. I examine myself and my art: am I a failure? Have I lost my muse? Where is my masterpiece, my creative vision?

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Other times, I will go down to a park downtown and sit on a bench there for hours, staring at the people. I love to watch how they interact with one another. The young couple, deeply in love or infatuation. They’ll gaze into each other’s eyes out of pure joy. The couple having problems, how their difficulties can be seen in their physical discomfort with one another. The young children playing in the fountain: how alive they are. Connecting with all that raw emotion wafting thought the park air generally revitalizes me and allows me to confront the intimidation of the empty canvas.

I was in one of these creative miasmas when I met Ginger. I was sitting on a park bench, sketchbook in hand, staring at the people. I was lost in my own desolation and in the movements of an older couple out taking a Sunday stroll. I was so caught up that I didn’t notice Ginger until she sat down beside me.

She introduced herself. She couldn’t have been more than twenty-two. She was small, around five foot two, with hair closely-cropped to her skull. It was bright red. I stared at her face: delicate lines, a thin, narrow-lipped mouth and perky slightly upturned nose. Blue eyes. Eyebrow ring. Nose ring. More rings than I could count in her ears. Tattoos snaked out from under her white t-shirt.

“You’re an artist, right?” she asked. I said yes, and we talked about drawing and painting. I was captivated by her youth and her energy. She said that she’d love to see some of my work, so we went back to my studio.

I showed her canvas after canvas. Cubist still-life. Impressionist portrait. She seemed to be really impressed with my paintings.

“Can I model for you?” she asked.

Maybe that’s what I needed to break out of my slump, I thought to myself. Some way to catch her lan, her vim with my paint. If I could just capture only a tiny bit, then I knew I’d be able to face the canvas with assurance. I agreed and began to get my paints out. Blues, greens, shades of color blended together on my palette.

I turned to face her and was surprised to find that she had taken off all her clothes. I shouldn’t have been taken aback, but I wasn’t expecting it. She smiled, asking if I thought she looked better that way. I stared: her breasts were small, resting high on her chest with no sign of sag. The nipples were small and dark, each pierced with a small silver ring. Her stomach was flat, sloping gently down to the crease between her legs. Her hair down there was trimmed close to the skin. The glint of metal shone between her legs. More piercings. And the tattoos: they covered her body gracefully. Bluebirds above her breasts. A butterfly on her stomach, just above that patch of flash that makes her a woman.

I stared at Ginger, in sheer delight. Her smile was beautiful. She had me entranced, and I couldn’t help myself.

I stood up from the easel, palette in hand. Only a few steps and I stood in front of her, looking down at her naked body. I reached down, running my fingers into the cold wetness of the paint. Blue, with lines of green. Then I touched her cheek, running my paint-laden fingers along her jawbone.

She closed her eyes and sighed. “That’s it,” she said. “Paint me.”

I took more paint into my hand, oranges and reds. I grabbed her breasts, covering them with the paint, rolling the nipples in bursts of color. Then more paint. Red along the side of her torso. Greens between her legs.

Then we kissed and it was electric. She was my muse, my goddess of art. Our hands were all over each other, touching, feeling, smearing the paint in our lust.

I coated the paint on her breasts, covering her hard nipples and breasts and slowly made my way down her stomach and thighs. I dabbed a different color all over her cunt. The different shades mixed and swirled all over her body. She was my canvas, my palette and my brush, all mixed into one.

Taking her hand, I led her across the studio. There, against the wall, I had a large canvas. It was empty, devoid of life or art. But I knew what to do, I felt the call inside of me. Grabbing the wood of the frame, I pulled the large white sheet of fabric from the wall and carried it to the bedroom. I placed it on top of the bed, it just barely fit over the sides. Then I took Ginger and climbed on top of the canvas.

She lay on her back, her legs spread, bursts of color all over her flesh. And when she moved against the canvas below her, the paints smeared, blended and ran. I started kissing her legs, slowly moving upwards to the folds between her legs. She reached down with both hands, grasping my hair and pulling me insistently towards her pussy. It was pure ecstasy, as pure as I have ever known. I finally reached her sex. She let go of my head and reached down between her legs. Spreading her lips, she offered her clitoris to my tongue. I lightly touched it with my tongue and an earthquake rocked her body. She shivered and moaned and asked for more. And when I took it entirely in my mouth, her body shook in orgasm.

I licked at the opening between her legs and she came again, moaning as her climax rippled through her body. The rings and bar that pierced her pussy I used as toys, using them each, one at a time, to press against her hard little clitoris. She rocked her hips against me, grinding the top of her opening against the cold metal and my warm tongue. Another climax, and the flung her arms out against the canvas. When she moved them, there was paint remaining on the white fabric.

I followed a line of cobalt blue with my mouth, up from her pussy and toward her breasts. The blue faded into a hunter green and then became bright orange as I reached her breasts. Her nipples were hard, and I tugged lightly with my mouth on the rings that pierced them. She was writing, smearing paint everywhere below her.

Then I was up beside her, my clothes long gone. I mounted her, sliding my cock in as deeply as I could. She sighed as I reached the bottom, filling her completely. I reached down to support myself, to hold myself above her as I started thrusting in and out of her wet hole. And then I was pounding, in and out. I lived in the sweet friction that existed in the flesh where we joined. I closed my eyes and could only see colors, glorious reds and blues.

Ginger pushed against my side and we rolled over onto my back. Pulling her knees up against the sides of my torso, she straddled my waist, supporting herself by with her hands against my chest. I was awash in the colors that she was smearing everywhere. She raised her pussy slowly off of my cock, then plunged back down quick and hard. I moaned as her warmth engulfed my hard cock. Then again: slowly up and quickly down. I reached around her arms to grab the sides of her breasts. Holding them in the my fingers, I used my thumbs to reach and massage her nipples and nipple rings.

She started bouncing more rapidly on top of me, and I raised my hips to meet her each time as she descended on my shaft. Our tempo increased, and Ginger raised her hands to play with her own breasts. She tugged on the two rings that ran through her nipples, pulling them away from her body. I put my hands on her hips, raising and lowering her down upon my cock.

I knew I was about to come, but I wanted more. I needed more color on the canvas. We weren’t done.

I pulled Ginger off of me. She got down on her stomach, splaying out her arms and legs. I positioned myself behind her, guiding my penis into her pussy. Ginger crossed her arms in front of her head as I started pounding into her from behind. The bed shook underneath my strong insistent thrusts. I rammed again and again into her before, not able to take any more, I came forcefully, soaking her insides.

We stopped to catch our breath. Ginger sat up, and I watched my cum flow from her pussy all over the color-stained canvas. Finally we both got up and went to the shower to clean off.

Later, after Ginger left, I studied the painting we’d made. It was a true masterpiece.

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They were destined to have one fucking good time simply because this is what they set out to do. It was a fun run of a sexual nature and THEY were the captain! They wanted to see everything the state has to offer, and still felt that it was a mirror into all that was cool and decadent in the world!

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I slowly trudged down the street to the bus stop. It was only noon on a perfectly good Saturday, but I was broke and Fayetteville didn’t cater to broke, half-drunk soldiers. Fayetteville was a city designed to milk the soldiers of Fort Bragg of every penny they earned, and they did, either through the hundreds of bars, or the hundreds of massage parlors. Ok, there really weren’t hundreds, but there were a lot and I knew every bar and massage parlor in town.

After being out in the field for 20 days I wanted action of some kind. But I was destined to return to the barracks and watch tv, with dozens of other guys in my situation. I noticed that the bus stop was empty when I approached, that could only mean one thing, the bus had just left. I kicked back, put one hand on each side of the bench, waiting in a sullen stupor. I had just enough buzz to feel miserable, what I called an instant hangover.

I watched two black hookers approach, whisper between themselves, then walk by with an exaggerated swing of their hips. They weren’t fools, they new why I was there. I watched the one with a cute, shapely ass and long legs until they were almost out of site. I felt my cock getting hard. The woman turned and smiled at me, waving over her shoulder. She knew I’d been watching her ass.

“This sucks,” I said to myself, feeling even more miserable. I didn’t like jacking off, it was like inhaling the vapors off a block of ice to quench your thirst. It was better than nothing, but it just wasn’t good enough. Besides, nearly everyone in the Army masturbated, but they treated anyone who got caught miserably, and they never forgot. I wasn’t about to be caught doing something that was only a half- assed solution. Maybe I could borrow some money and come back to pick up that whore, or hit a massage parlor. You seldom found sex in a massage parlor, usually you got a half-assed massage and a beautiful girl asked you if you wanted manual relief and jacked you off. I had gotten lucky and found a girl that would put out for a hundred bucks, in the hotel massage parlor. The fucked up thing was that there were always a dozen guys waiting for her. On a Saturday she was up to her elbows in dicks and she never gave credit.

The whore had looked good. I had picked up a black whore when I first hit town. She was a good fuck but I worried about diseases for a month afterwards. I really didn’t want to go through that again. I needed a steady girlfriend bad, one with a car so I didn’t have to take this damned bus.

I suddenly realized that a car had stopped in front of me. A good looking guy with a flattop haircut was staring at me with a smile on his face.

“Broke and only half drunk?” he asked sympathetically.

“Yeah. How did you know?”

“I used to be in the Army. I got out two years ago. You have no idea how many times I sat on that bench right where you’re setting. I’ll tell you what, if you want to come home with me I can offer you a drink and point out all the lose girls in my trailer park. I’ve fucked most of them. Half are army wives with men out in the field and the other half are single women on welfare. They all jump at the chance for a good fuck.”

“No shit?” I asked, thinking there really was a Santa Claus.

“For real. Jump in,” he said with another smile. It was decision time, this was a very muscular guy. His shoulders were bigger than mine, even though he was shorter. If he turned axe murderer, I would have a hell of a time with this guy. On the other hand he seemed to be friendly. The alternative was to lay around the barracks.

“Sure,” I said, rounding the car and getting in. He gave me an even bigger smile and pulled out on Main Street. I watched the buildings pass, trying to memorize the route so I could walk back later.

“How long have you been in?” he asked.

“Just over a year.”

“Ugh, you’re barely getting paid then. No wonder you’re waiting to go back to the fort, you were broke before you started.”

“Yeah, 300 bucks doesn’t go far in this town.”

“Tell me about it. If you want you can crash at my place any time, the liquor cabinet is always full and I’ve got a hundred dirty movies.”

“I’ve never seen a dirty movie, I grew up on the farm.”

“Shit, you’re probably a virgin then.”

“No, I’ve been having sex since I was fifteen,” I said, starting to feel uncomfortable. I didn’t know what this guy wanted, but he was starting to ask some strange questions.

“That’s good. A man can’t really be a man without regular sex.”

“Yeah, I guess,” I said, watching him from the corner of my eye. He spent a lot of time rubbing his chin and looking in the rearview mirror, but I had a feeling he was checking me out, not his chin. I had about decided to turn around and go home, when he suddenly pulled into a trailer park. He bumped over a speed bump, drove a few yards and pulled in beside a small but new looking trailer. I wasn’t big on trailers, but the trailers in the park were new and the park was well-maintained. If I had to live in a park, I would choose this one.

“What do you usually drink?” he asked, slamming the car door.

“Uh, anything sweet,” I couldn’t remember any drink names. I remembered later that I liked rum and coke, but at the moment I was a little nervous. I paused at the front door and looked around the park, hoping to see the loose women he had spoken of. I didn’t see anybody.

“Come in and close the door. My name is Tom.”

“I’m Mark, I said, closing the door to the darkened trailer. I walked inside and noticed that it was nearly dark because there were curtains covering every window.

“I work nights and like to sleep on the couch,” he said, gesturing at the windows with an empty glass. “Sit over there on the couch, I’ll be there in a second. I can crank up some of my movies. Any preferences?” he asked, filling the glasses.

“No,” I said, not knowing which preferences he was talking about.

“Here, try this,” he handed me a red drink. I sipped it and smiled. “Fantastic! What is it?” I asked.

“Tequila sunrise.”

“That’s good,” I said, sipping again and watching him open a cabinet. I looked inside and found a small projector and dozens of movies. He opened a drawer beneath it and I saw that he wasn’t exaggerating, he had more than a hundred movies. I picked up a few and read them. There were labels such as “Lesb bdsm” and a few others that were equally confusing. He took the one in my hand, looked at it and nodded, adding it to the stack he was already building.

“I’ve got a little bit of everything here so you can see what you like,” he said, threading a movie into the projector. I sat back on the couch feeling warm and happy. The drink had gotten rid of my instant hangover and I was buzzing again.

“Ok, see if you like this one,” he said, starting a movie with a goofy looking guy in a World War I flying helmet. The guy was soon joined by two beautiful girls who proceeded to strip each other, then him. The movie didn’t make a damned bit of sense, because there was no sound. But the girls were beautiful and naked, so I didn’t complain. Soon one girl started giving the guy a blowjob while the other girl kissed him. As soon as the girl’s lips touched his cock, mine sprang to attention. I was horny so fast my head was spinning. I tried to hid my hard-on behind the hand holding my glass. I only took a drink when he was looking the other way. It didn’t work for long, his eyes soon spotted my hard- on.

“Do you like this one?” he asked.

“Sure, it’s ok.”

“Has a girl ever done that to you?”

“Nope.”

“I could find a girl to do it to you if you want.”

“Hell yes,” I said enthusiastically.

“Would you like to see how it feels?”

“Sure,” I said, really excited now. I couldn’t believe this guy was offering to get me a girl to do this. What a pal.

“Here, let me take your drink,” he came over and held out his hand. I used the other hand to conceal my hard-on, while I handed him my drink with my left hand. He took it and set it on the projector cabinet, then sank to his knees by my leg. I didn’t know what the hell was going on, but if this was required to get that girl, I could wait. His hands were suddenly fumbling at my belt and even I, a stupid farmboy, knew what was happening. This guy was going to suck my dick!

I had heard of such things, but didn’t know it was so popular that I would ever see it. But here he was, a guy on his knees by my leg, pulling my pants down.

“Raise up,” he said simply as he pulled my pants and underwear down with one jerk. My hard throbbing cock was glistening with pre-cum. Even as I looked down in horror, I saw a huge drop swelling up at the tip of my cock and forming a little transparent dome.

“You are really wet,” he said needlessly as he neared my cock. I was embarrassed, looking around for something to wipe myself off with. He took a firm hold on my cock and began licking the sticky fluid off my cock.

“Um, that’s good,” he said in a gentle voice. I had never thought of my cock juice as good before, it was just something that lubricated whatever I fucked. This was a whole new way of thinking. Kind of like a vampire. He had tasted me and said I tasted good. I realized that I was proud.

Then he really began to suck and lick my cock and I groaned and wilted on the couch. This was really good, even better than fucking a whore, or getting a hand-job in a massage parlor. This was incredibly pleasurable. There was something about looking down and seeing a guy sucking my dick that made me really excited. I had never even thought of this happening before, and here it was happening right between my legs.

Tom started bobbing up and down on my cock. I leaned back and watched the movie for a moment, then closed my eyes. The movie was making me too horny, I wanted this to last for a while. The guy was really good, I could feel the wonderful feelings going from my prick to my ass. My entire crotch was burning with passion. Occasionally I could feel more precum sneaking down my long fleshy tube, but Tom didn’t seem to care, or notice. He just continued bobbing up and down. Suddenly he stopped, put one hand on my nut sack, and began sucking and nibbling on the head. The feeling was so intense that I began to feel my cock shrinking. He hastily put his mouth over the head of my cock and sucked like it was a straw. It was all I could take. My balls started burning with a liquid heat, my ass muscles clenched, then I shot load after load into his eager sucking lips. He drank my offering greedily, making happy moaning noises as he did. When I was done, and his mouth still, he sat up and wiped his face with a huge smile.

“Wow, what a meal,” he said happily. “I really enjoyed that. What about you?”

“Oh hell yes,” I said dreamily as my eyes went back to the movie, still playing on the wall. It suddenly flickered and turned white. He turned off the projector and sat on the couch beside me.

“The bathroom is down there if you want to get cleaned up,” he pointed down the hallway. “I’ll put in a new movie and make us some more drinks.”

I washed quickly and rinsed out my underwear. At a loss, I hung them over the shower rod, not knowing if I would be around when they dried. I came out to see Tom washing his face and drying it on a handful of paper towels.

“Your cum was really sweet,” he said matter-of-factly. “You haven’t had sex for a while.

I was amazed that he could tell that from the taste of my cum, but he was the expert. I noticed that such talk was getting me hard again. That was probably why he talked that way, to get me hard. He was right, I have never had sex on a regular basis. I just got lucky a few times.

“Have you ever seen lesbians?” he asked, handing me my drink.

“I don’t think so,” I didn’t want to admit that I didn’t know what a lesbian was.

“Here, let’s try this one. It’s a little gross, so if it turns your stomach, just turn away.”

I was excited now, I was going to see a gross dirty movie. I nodded wisely and drank half of my drink. Two girls came on the screen, his wall, met at a doorway and kissed. I felt my dick throb instantly. I have never seen two girls kiss, this was incredible. They went inside and began stripping each other. I was starting to wonder if lesbians meant two women having sex with each other, but decided I couldn’t be that lucky. I was wrong, they fell on the couch, kissed naked for a while, then one girl began kissing the other’s tits. I was mesmerized. I don’t know how long Tom had been playing with my dick through my pants before I noticed. An amazing idea struck me. Maybe I could grab Tom’s dick and hold it in my hand. After all, after what he’d done to me, I was sure he wouldn’t object.

The first girl leaned back and opened her legs. I had an excellent shot of her pussy. The second girl got down on her knees turned her head sideways and put her mouth on the first girl’s cunt. I couldn’t believe it, it was just too much stimulation for a country boy just off the farm.

My right hand gently reached out and touched Tom’s leg. He didn’t yell so I slid my hand back and found his throbbing cock. Shit, it was much bigger than mine. It was huge. I felt his cock through the material of his pants. In a moment he leaned back and began unbuckling his jeans. He slid them down and sat in his boxer shorts with a drink in one hand, and my dick in the other. I couldn’t believe we were sitting on the couch, watching two women eating pussy, and feeling each other’s dicks. What could be better?

“Why don’t we go into the bedroom?” he asked quietly. “We can do a lot more there.”

I didn’t know what a lot more was, but I was willing to find out. If it was anything like the blowjob, I was all for it. I stood instantly and followed him down the hallway. I found a massage table, something I was very familiar with, in the middle of his bedroom. That was the only bed there. No wonder he slept on the couch.

“I… I’d like to try you,” I said in the most nervous voice I had ever heard. I couldn’t believe it was my voice.

“Great. Have you ever heard of a 69?”

“No,” I admitted with some shame.

“I will lay on my back,” he said, climbing up on the table, “and you get on your hands and knees with your dick over my mouth.”

I pictured it in my mind from several different angles, before I realized what he wanted and climbed on the table above him. I found myself facing an 8 inch uncircumcised cock. Before I knew what was happening, he pulled me down so I was laying on top of him and my dick was down his throat.

The intense pleasure sent fire through my body. The intense pleasure also made me much braver. Taking the huge dick in my hand I rubbed it gently, then bent down so my mouth was a fraction of an inch above it. I could smell a manly smell coming from his dick and balls. It wasn’t bad, but not exactly good either. It was just different. I placed the tip of his dick in my mouth and began bobbing up and down on it. I wasn’t as good as he was, even though I tried to remember what he had done to me. He was doing something completely different now, kind of mouthing and swallowing my dick, both at the same time. The feeling was not so intense, but it was building to a terrific fire in my loins. At that point I would have done anything. He suddenly grabbed the cheeks of my ass in both hands and began pulling me onto his mouth, then lifting my ass away in a grip of steal.

The pleasure was just too much to take. I tried to keep bobbing up and down on his soft, warm dick, but I couldn’t concentrate. Before I knew it I was filling his mouth with my warm, sticky cum again and he was drinking it down like a rich cream. All too quickly I was finished, and I suddenly didn’t want to suck his dick any more, it felt disgusting in my mouth.

Either he sensed my dilemma or wanted something better. Either way he urged me up and slid out from under me, allowing me to lay face down on the table.

“This will feel incredible,” he said enthusiastically. “First I have to grease you up. Get ready, it’s a little cold,” he said with a chuckle. I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about, but I suddenly felt something cold on my asshole. I gasped and hunched up. I heard him laugh behind me.

“That’s the icky part, now comes to good part,” he said, climbing up on the table.

“You’re going to fuck me?” I asked in sudden interest. I was sure I would like it.

“I sure am. If I hurt you just tell me. Sometimes it takes a while to open up all the way.”

I didn’t say anything. I felt his dick at the entrance to my asshole and I laid my face on my hands and closed my eyes, waiting. It pressed hard and suddenly slid inside my ass. I gasped and my head sprang up so I could look behind me. It was the kinkiest thing I had ever seen.

It did feel good, but a little strange. I felt like I had to take a shit, but I also felt hot in a way I had never felt before. His huge cock began a slow, relentless slide into my ass. I love every hot inch of his cock and could feel it all the way to my stomach. My dick was again having a raging hard-on. His dick suddenly hurt as it seemed to come up against something hard. I didn’t need to say anything, he stopped on his own and began slowing pumping in and out of my ass. What heat! What feeling! I was getting intense pleasure from places I had never felt before. This felt really good.

As he pumped harder and faster, now putting the full length of his dick up my ass, I felt the fire growing hotter and deeper. I wondered if I could come like a woman. I asked him between panting breaths and he assured me that I could. I waited, feeling the satisfying slap of his hips against my ass. His dick in my ass was wonderful. I waited expectantly for my orgasm, but to my intense disappointment I heard him gasping, stiffening on my back and his cock was suddenly shooting a hot liquid into my quivering ass.

As he mashed his cock into my ass, my own cock was being mashed into the sheet and leather of the massage table. I desperately needed relief for a record third time in less than two hours. He gasped and wilted on my back. I was wondering if I could fuck his ass to get relief, but when I asked he gave me a tired smile and handed me a rubber. I took it, looked up at him in confusion, and he told me to put it on, rubbers gave a terrific hand-job. When I didn’t move fast enough he tore the package, rolled the rubber down my dick, and began stroking my dick in his strong hand. I leaned back against the table with my eyes closed. It took only a moment for my balls to begin churning, my ass muscles clenched and my cock shot cum into the rubber in Tom’s hand. He milked it until my cock stopped spurting, then pulled off the rubber and tossed it into the trash.

“There, now if you would like to get cleaned up, I’ll drop you off at your barracks, if you want.”

Stunned at the suddenness of his proposition, I realized that I didn’t want to be seen with him by my buddies, and I sure didn’t want him to know where I lived. I could just imagine him showing up at the front door and asking me out.

“Uh, if you could take me back to the bus stop, I’d rather do that. I’m supposed to meet my buddies there,” I lied. He smiled knowingly and waited for me to take a shit, clean up and redress. I found my underwear still wet. He saw my dilemma and offered me a paper bag, which I took gratefully and bundled up my shorts. I wasn’t about to throw them away, we didn’t have many clothes on the farm and everything we did have was precious to us.

He ran me back to the bus stop and to my horror I saw several of my buddies standing there as we pulled up. I climbed out and waved, then turned to face the music.

“Who’s that?” Clark asked curiously.

“Drug dealer,” I whispered. “He’s got some good shit but I’m broke. I’ll see him later in the month.”

Clark nodded and that ended one of the most amazing days of my life. I never saw Tom again, although I wouldn’t have minded once in a while when I was really hard up. I guess he was just out looking for cherries.

Thanks Tom, wherever you are now. As they say, “I needed that”.

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All tits and ass. What more can you want for a chick? Sliding my cock inside a fat babe's cunt is like digging into a gigantic bowl of whipped cream. My cock even grew taste buds for the experience.

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“Oh god I’m cumming,” Jill screamed, “don’t stop now, faster, faster!!!” Josh increased the pace of his fucking, trying to drive his hard prick all the way through the hot little bitch lying beneath him. He had fucked quite a few girls in his time, but never had he met one with such a prodigious sexual appetite! He had know Jill for only about two weeks, and already she was fucking him to death! Now he knew why his friend Rick had said it was okay for him to take her out, because he was trying to get out of an almost impossible situation–a woman who had much more sexual energy than he did!!! At first it seemed wonderful, that a beautiful woman would let you have her whenever you wanted to. The only problem was that when you were finished, she was just getting started! Josh was trying to think of someone he could palm her off to, but at the moment this little minx was doing her best to finish him off right then and there!

After shooting his load, Josh rolled off her, feeling his poor cock ache from all the work it had been doing lately. “Josh,” she begged, “could you just lick my pussy one more time, please!??!” “Look baby,” he replied, “you gotta give me some rest, I’m not a machine ya know!” He couldn’t believe it, even while they were just talking, her hand had gravitated to her pussy and began idly rubbing her erect clit. He had to admit that she was a wet dream in the flesh, with long blonde hair, green eyes, pretty face, nice tits, and the cutest little body you laid eyes on! The only problem was that you couldn’t find the “off” switch! “At least suck my tits,” she pleaded, grabbing him by the neck and pulling him to her hard nipple. He sighed reluctantly and took the little nub between his lips and sucked on it roughly. A loud moan escaped her lips, and seconds later her whole body shook when another climax tore through her vagina! For the moment she felt satiated, but she knew that in a couple of hours that the need to cum would be overwhelming, and that she would have to find a way to get relief. For now it was quite obvious that she wouldn’t be getting that relief from Josh!

After Josh had left her apartment, Jill got up and started running a hot bath. She felt pretty grungy after two hours of hot sweaty sex, and a nice whirlpool bath always seemed to relax her. Before stepping into the tub, Jill looked at her image in the mirror on the back of the door. At twenty three years old, she was probably at her physical peak. Smooth taut muscles, a full firm chest, blue eyes, blonde hair, the kind of body any man would kill for! Looking at herself, Jill cupped her full breasts and watched her nipples stiffen. Her pussy was still puffy from the abuse Josh’s big cock had given it, but already she could feel her vagina becoming damp once again. God she loved sex!!! The feeling of being filled by a big cock was the best feeling in the world! Jill could never understand how anyone wouldn’t want to get fucked at least once a day, and preferably twice!!! She had even gone so far as to shave the blonde hair from her pussy lips, just to make it easier for her lovers to orally satisfy her. Sliding into the hot water, Jill felt her tired muscles beginning to relax as the jets from the Jacuzzi gentley massaged her. She must have dozed off, because the next thing she remembered was being shaken awake by her best friend Cyndi. “Wake up girl,” Cyndi said, “we’re going to be late for the party if you don’t get a move on!” “Oh, hi Cyndi,” replied a sleepy Jill, “what time is it anyway?” “Almost five,” Cyndi answered, while opening up a towel and offering it to Jill. Cyndi watched her friend dry off, and marveled at the body of the young blonde. One glance at her pussy told Cyndi that Josh had been over to see her! “Josh was here I see,” commented Cyndi, still staring at the smooth lipped cunt.
“Yeah, he was,” replied Jill, “he left a little early if you ask me!!!” “Jesus Christ, girl,” said an exasperated Cyndi, “don’t you ever get enough!?!” Jill looked her friend in the eye and answered,
“Follow me,” and lead Cyndi into the bedroom, where she lay down on the bed and spread her legs wide, exposing her genitals in an unbelievably lewd way! Without saying another word, Jill
stuck her fingers into her pussy and quietly started to masturbate. Cyndi stood silently transfixed while Jill’s fingers shot in and out of her drooling slit, while her other hand kneaded and cupped her pretty breasts. The only thing you could hear was the sound of Jill’s heavy breathing as she drove herself towards another orgasm, her fifth of the day! Cyndi couldn’t stand it any longer, and pulled up her dress and stuck her hand inside of her white bikini panties. Her middle finger quickly found the hard nub of her clit and went to work bringing herself to her own climax. Both women locked eyes, now in the throes of heated passion! Jill broke the silence when she said, “You love seeing me touch myself don’t you baby,” while she continued finger fucking her hot slit. Cyndi nodded dumbly, and felt her cunt muscles begin contracting, a sure sign that her pussy was going to lose control and have an orgasm. Cyndi leaned against the burrow, by now unable to stand unaided due to the fact that her knees felt like shaking jello! What set both of them off, was when Jill opined in a sexy voice, “I feel like such a fucking slut, my clit just seems to run my life, it always seems to be in need!!!” Cyndi’s cunt did a back flip, as her orgasm ripped through the head of her throbbing clitoris, while Jill’s own climax made her tight butt bounce up and down on the soft bed until the sublime moment had passed.

Cyndi looked at Jill and in an exasperated voice said, “You gotta quit doing that to me, we don’t have time for this nonsense!!!” Jill just smiled a coy little smile, reached under the bed and produced a huge double headed dildo. Again brazenly masturbating her vagina, she reached out and begged Cyndi to join her on the bed. Cyndi knew that trying to resist would be more than hopeless, so she slowly walked over to the bed, taking off her clothing as she went, her buxom slightly plump body turning Jill on even more! Jill loved feeling the soft curves that Cyndi had to offer, just the exact opposite of the hard rough edges that Josh had given her earlier that afternoon. It wasn’t that she liked Cyndi better, it was just that she was different, like comparing
steak to chicken. Each was good in its own right, it just depended on your appetite and mood at the time. While Josh would fill her pussy with hard meat, Cyndi had huge soft pliable boobs that
were perfect for sucking on. The first thing Jill did when Cyndi was down on the bed was take one of the perfect nipples in her mouth and savor its texture and taste. When you got right down to it, Cyndi was every bit the hedonist Jill was. Jill would be considered a “hardbody” in anyone’s book, while Cyndi would be characterized as a plump “fuck doll”! Once you got her pussy wet, she was hard to stop, and today was no exception. Having Jill nursing at her breasts made her big pussy dampen, the lips bulging out, the slit dewy with her own cunt juice. “Suck mama’s nipples, baby,” Cyndi begged, caressing her friend’s head as she nipped on her distended nub. While Cyndi was no lesbian, Jill had shown her the erotic side of girl to girl sex, and a couple of times a week Cyndi would attempt to put out the fire raging in Jill’s loins.

Slowly but surely the head of the thick rubber cock inched its way into Cyndi’s steaming hot pussy. The low moan, coupled with her gripping and pulling on the bed sheets told Jill that Cyndi was rapidly becoming more and more aroused. She spun around so that their pussies were about a foot apart. With a good eight inches of cock stuck inside of Cyndi, Jill took the opposite end of the dildo and worked it into her own wet cunt. Now both girls were laying crotch to crotch with
a thick black cock connecting them pussy to pussy like a life line. Jill grabbed the didlo by its middle and slowly began puling it in and out of their dripping holes. When it slid out of Cyndi, it slipped farther into Jill, and visa-versa. The result was a push-pull fuck, each woman being filled up on alternating strokes. What got to Cyndi wasn’t the length, but the incredible thickness of the substitute cock! Her pussy was always stretched to its maximum when Jill used it as a fuck toy. She couldn’t help but wonder how this beautiful young blonde had become so addicted to orgasms. No matter how many times or how often she got it, it just wasn’t ever quite enough to satisfy her. Well, no matter about that now, because Cyndi was having her own orgasm flood her
fully stuffed cunt, and she was intent on enjoying it to the fullest! By now Jill’s hand was a blur as it pounded the dildo in and out of the two engorged pussies. The sound of cunt on rubber could be heard throughout the room, with both of their pussies trying desperately to get a grip on the huge invader. “I,I,I’m cumming,” stammered Cyndi, twisting her hard nipples, relishing in the
pounding her hot box receiving from the giant pecker! Jill on the other hand, after having cum several times earlier, quietly groaned when her orgasm washed through her, for the time being calming the fire that raged inside of her!

Neither of the them moved for a long time, the ebony colored dildo still stuck obscenely into both of their gaping pussies. Jill glanced over at the clock, and realized that they were going to be late for the party. All of a sudden she felt the familiar pang deep inside of her, the feeling a woman gets when she is in need. Her hand slowly slid down to the rubber dick and just slightly moved is in and out her pussy. Cyndi didn’t make a sound, but her mouth opened slightly, and a glazed look came over her face. A few more strokes and the nipples on Cyndi’s tits stiffened, a sure sign that her pussy was being inflamed! Cyndi’s eyes locked with Jill’s and she mouthed the word, “Again??” A few more hard thrusts was all the answer Jill gave her, and really, it was all the answer she needed!

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“Monica Barnes smoothed her skirt before entering the office of her boss, Cord Drake, the CEO of the company his father had founded thirty eight years ago! Like every other morning for the past two years, she brought along his coffee, her memo pad, and of course his copy of the morning paper! “Good morning, Mr. Drake,” she said in an upbeat voice, “anything special on the agenda for today!?!” Cord Drake took the coffee from her out stretched hand and replied, “Nothing on the horizon, Monica, but I am expecting a call from our man in Tokyo, so put it straight through when it comes in, okay!?!” “Certainly, Mr. Drake,” she replied, “and if there isn’t anything else, I have those letters from last evening to get out, so if you’ll excuse me!!!” Cord watched as the cute little ass of his secretary disappeared behind the closing door while he picked up his paper and started to read!!!

While maybe there hadn’t been anything special going on that day, there was still a lot to do and not enough hours in the day to get it all finished! Buy four o’clock Drake was just plain beat from the hours he spent on the phone talking with clients and the countless requests from his own staff to make a myriad of decisions that directly affected the direction of the company!!! After his last call, the intercom on Monica’s desk lit up and the familiar voice from the inner office ordered, “Come on in, Miss Barnes, and bring your pad!!!” She picked up her dictation pad and went directly to his office and knocked softly and waited for him to let her enter!!! “Come on in,” a voice from inside yelled, “it’s open!!!” Monica slipped inside and while still standing by the door asked softly, “Do you want me to lock it, Mr. Drake?!?” He gazed at her with almost glazed eyes and simply replied, “Lock it!!!”

Monica dropped her pad on his desk as she walked around to where he was seated and asked, “Do you need a little tension reliever, boss!?!” “That would be just great, Monica,” he said with a sigh, “it’s been a long fucking day!!!” “Would you like to be dominated,” she asked in barely a whisper?!? “I’ve been giving orders all day,” he replied, “why don’t you take over for a while, okay!?!” “That suits me just fine,” she answered quickly, as she began undoing her blouse, “first off, let’s get out of these clothes, shall we?!?” Cord Drake nearly tore his things off, leaving himself stark naked while Monica took a more leisurely pace in removing hers!!! When her bra slid from her shoulders exposing her perfectly formed 36b breasts, he moaned at there mere sight and immediately achieved a very hard erection!!! “Oh, dear,” she said softly, “do Monica’s breasts make Mr. Drake’s pecker all nice and hard?!?” “Jesus I love it when you talk like that,” he panted, “and you’re so fucking gorgeous, you could give a statue a hardon!!!” She bowed slightly and replied, “I’ll take that as a compliment, what do you think of my new panties,” which matched her bra, white satin, embroidered with little pink roses, which showed off her perfect ass to its best advantage!?! “Where do you find this stuff,” he moaned, “my wife’s underwear looks like it came from a cheap discount house!?!” “So I can take it that you like it,” she said while twirling around so that he got a view of every side of her!?! “Like it,” he groaned out loud, “I fucking love it, now get those panties off so I can see what you have hidden in there!!!”

She turned away from him, so that he had a perfect picture of her pert little butt as she slowly slid her panties down to her ankles before stepping out of them and asking sweetly, “Would the big important business man like his little secretary to turn around?!?” “Oh, please,” he begged, “t-turn around and show me what you’ve got!!!” “Ready or not, here it comes,” she exclaimed while spinning around to face him, “well,” she asked coyly, “daddy like it?!?” She was standing just out of his reach, so when he tried to grab her she only had to lean back a little to elude his frantic attempts to touch her!!! His eyes now ablaze with desire, stared intently at the crotch of the pretty young woman who at that moment was teasing him mercilessly and then begged, “Please, Monica, let me suck it, pretty please!?!” She laughed at his ineptitude and asked, “Tell me little boy, what do you want to suck, tell mama so she knows!?!” He stared a little longer, and with drool dripping out of the corner of his mouth replied, “Please let me suck your cock!!!”

A perfect woman, he always called her, tits, ass, and a dick, just what every man should have waiting for him at home!!! “Tell me,” she teased him some more, “whose dick is bigger, yours or mine!?!” “Jesus, Monica,” he said in a exasperated voice, “yours is, now please get over here and let me suck it!!!” Finally having a little pity on him, she moved up next to him and allowed him to take her eight inches into his hot warm mouth!!! “You love mama’s pussy on a pole,” don’t you little boy, ” she asked softly, as he gave her nice easy blowjob, “you’re such a good little cock sucker, you make mama very happy,” while the room was filled with loud smacking noises of a hard cock being sucked for all it was worth!?! “You know the rules,” she continued on, “once her little boy starts sucking her hard pecker, he has to suck until it shoots in his mouth, now don’t forget that, little one, you must suck mommy all the way to completion!!!” It was all a game they were playing, she didn’t have to remind him at all about any such rule, it would take dynamite to get him to release her cock before it filled his mouth with cum, it was just her having a little fun with him, that’s all!!! Mr. Drake feverishly worked her hardon in and out of his mouth until almost without warning, Monica’s cock spasmed and filled his mouth with a load of life giving cum to her cock sucker boss!!!

Flopping back into the chair with cum dribbling out of his mouth, he just sat and stared at the still semi hard penis that hung just a few feet away from him and she said, “You just love mama’s fucking cock, don’t you baby!?!” “Oh, yes,” he sighed while nonchalantly fisting his own hard piece of meat, “you’ve got the biggest cock I’ve ever sucked on!!!” “You know what comes next, don’t you,” she asked softly?!? “Y-you’re gonna fuck my asshole aren’t you,” he said almost groaning in anticipation!?!” “That’s right, little boy,” she said quickly, “now get up and bend over your chair and show me your asshole!!!” Quickly complied with her request, Monica moved up behind him and pressed the big head of her pecker against his straining rectum, and said, “Mama’s gonna fuck her little boy’s ass with her big fucking pussy on a pole!!!” He knew it was coming, and that initially the pain would be intense, but he couldn’t help himself, he was a slave to the hard cock of his pretty little secretary, and getting fucked in the ass was just something she had to do to him!!! “Oooooooomph,” he gasped as she rammed her cock meat all the way home into his straining bung hole, “god that hurts so fucking good, harder, oh god, fuck me harder!!!” That’s what she liked about him, no matter how hard she gave it to him, he always wanted more, just like a good little boy should!!! Harder and harder she slammed her thick pecker deep inside of his rectum, even going so far as to tear his tender ass hole flesh to ribbons as he began to bleed under her vicious assault!!! The pain and the pleasure were now just a blur to him, intermixed and indistinguishable from each other, he reached underneath himself and fisted his own cock meat hard while Monica tore into him like a ravenous animal!!! They’d done it so often, these two, that it was just like clockwork when both of their nut bags tightened and the cum raced down the length of their peckers and jettisoned out of their one eyed snakes, hers into his asshole, and his all over the back of his chair!!!

After they were spent, she leaned over and gave him a big set kiss and whispered, “You are such a cock happy little boy, do you feel better now that mama fucked your tight little ass?!?” “He smile slyly and replied, “I feel just great, and it’s gonna be another hard day tomorrow!!!”

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