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Slave for a Day Part 2

Standing in the shower with the hot water cleansing her body, Liz started thinking back on what had just happened. She was such an independent woman that she found it difficult to relinquish control to her husband, even if it was just for one day. So why did she feel more aroused than angry? Her pussy ached and she longed to touch it, but Chris had told her not to and she was curious what he had in store for her. When she stepped out of the shower and slipped on her robe she called out for her husband, but got no reply. Curious she followed the scent of freshly brewed coffee down to the kitchen where in her husband’s place she found a note stating “ran to the store, be back soon… and still no touching”
Liz poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the dining room table, curious why Chris left so early without waiting for her, but still a bit too hungover to care. Her head had stopped pounding by the second cup of coffee and as she finished the Saturday morning paper she heard the front door open and the sound of grocery bags. As Chris dropped the bags on the counter, he kissed his wife and smiled.
“I figured you could use some coffee before you would be ready to start the day.”
“I could have used it before we started the day a few hours ago,” she teased.
Chris just laughed and said, “Just be glad I didn’t wait and make you make it yourself, after all, you are my slave today, you lost the bet.”
Liz felt her mind cringe at the term slave, yet for some reason she felt herself getting wet at the same time. She couldn’t help but remember how turned on she was from being in such a vulnerable state as her husband used her body for his pleasure. Never in her life had she been that turned on, and now the sensation was beginning to wash over her again.
“Earth to Liz”
“Huh?”
“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours? You didn’t even hear a word I said,” Chris smiles mischievously as he looks over his wife, “Oh, I know what you were thinking about…”
Liz blushes in embarrassment as she struggles to think of a lie, but can’t come up with anything believable. Chris can’t help but be turned on by her vulnerable state. He’s never seen his wife like this and it’s driving him crazy.
In an attempt to hide her embarrassment, Liz stands and starts putting the groceries away. “What are these for?” she questions Chris as she pulls out chips and salsa and a case of beer.
“That’s what I was telling you earlier but you were off in your own little world…” Liz blushes again at the thought as Chris continues, “I invited Mike and Josh over to watch the game this afternoon, I was thinking it would be nice to have a beer wench to serve us and make sure we don’t have to get up for refills and miss a play.” Chris slaps Liz playfully on the ass as he says this, teasing her in her discomfort.
Liz considers this and her face shows her disappointment at Chris’s plan. She likes his friends and enjoys hanging out with them, but hell, Chris has not let her cum yet and she is going crazy. It will be torture entertaining him and his friends all afternoon when she hasn’t been allowed a release. But a deal is a deal, so with a sigh Liz agrees to entertain while Chris hangs out with his buddies during the game. She finds herself hoping that it’s a blowout score and the guys go home early so Chris can finish what they started early that morning.
As Liz puts away the last of the groceries, she spies a small paper bag that doesn’t look like it came from the grocery store sitting on the counter. She reaches for it asking Chris, “What’s this?”
Before she reaches it, Chris grabs it and shoves it into his pocket. “Don’t worry about that right now, you need to go get dressed.”
Obediently, Liz makes her way up the stairs with Chris following a few steps behind. She gets excited as he follows her into the bedroom, thinking maybe he will end her torture before his friends arrive. As she examines her closet for something comfortable to put on, Chris reaches around her and grabs a sundress she hasn’t worn in quite awhile. “This will do nicely, I think” he remarks as he unties her robe and holds the pale blue dress up to her exposed body.
Liz starts to argue that the dress is not what she would wear for game-day, before she remembers Chris is in charge. She lets the robe fall to the floor, and takes the dress from his hand. She turns to her dresser to take out some panties and the only strapless bra she can wear under the halter top, but Chris cuts her off, standing between her and the drawer. He shakes his head but doesn’t say a word.
Her hands tremble as she unzips the back of the dress and steps into it pulling it over her hips and tying it around her neck. Chris steps up behind her to zip the back, letting his hands caress her thighs and up her hips before he grabs the zipper and pulls it up. His mouth finds the back of her neck as he kisses her and allows his hands to run over the fabric of the dress. He loves seeing how aroused she gets every time he kisses her neck, and his mouth explores down her back and shoulders until she is squirming, desperate for more.
He steps back, leaving her unfulfilled once again, as he admires her body in the dress he chose for her to wear. It is quite low cut, exposing more of her 34C cleavage than she would normally show, and without a bra he can see her nipples straining at the fabric from his attack on the back of her neck with his mouth and tongue. The dress is tight on her body, showing off her curves perfectly, and he feels his cock twitch as he takes her in.
“Get on the bed” he commands as he opens her panty drawer and selects a lavender thong with lace edging.
As she sits on the edge of the bed, he approaches her, laying the thong down beside her and reaching into his pocket for the paper bag he hid from her earlier. As he pulls it out he sets it down next to the thong and pushes her skirt up with his hands exposing her bare pussy. He sees it glistening with her wetness and he smiles down at her. “You’re such a good girl” he taunts her, knowing that she will hate the condescension, but watching as her body gets more aroused by it. Looking at his wife he can almost see the war inside of her head, as her body betrays her minds desire to remain in control.
Slowly Chris slides one finger inside of his wife’s dripping pussy, making her elicit a deep, satisfied moan. Just as slowly he pulls it out, laughing as her frustration escapes her in a sigh. He reaches down beside her and grabs the bag. As she sees the little egg and remote, her eyes get wide. Liz has always enjoyed sex, and her and Chris have had such a great sex life she has never even considered bringing toys into the bedroom. She is uncertain what Chris’s plans are but she knows she doesn’t want anything to do with that little egg. She’s afraid that it will hurt, and she’s more afraid that it will feel good, so good that regular sex will not be quite as satisfactory ever again without a need for props and toys.
Chris can see the fear on her face as she shakes her head no at him, but he disregards it. He grabs her head with one hand and kisses her deeply while the other hand positions the egg at the entrance to her pussy. She is so aroused at this point that her fear gives way to her desire and she pushes her hips forward, needing to feel something inside of her, accepting the egg as Chris’s finger pushes it deep into her until he feels it press against her cervix. He then removes his finger, leaving just the egg behind.
Chris picks up the remote and Liz prepares her body for the worst, but is surprised to feel just a light tingling sensation coming from deep within. She hears herself sigh with pleasure as she tilts her head back and enjoys the new feeling.
Watching his wife react to her new toy, Chris turns the remote setting from low to medium speed and sees Liz start to squirm. Her moaning increases with the increase in vibration, and he turns the remote to off quickly.
“Don’t you dare cum yet,” He commands her before turning it back up to medium speed.
Liz was doing everything she could not to let herself orgasm, as she lays there moaning and desperate for release.
“Very good girl” Chris tells her, impressed by her ability to hold back. He knows she won’t be able to wait much longer and flips the remote up to the highest speed. Liz goes crazy on the bed, still trying not to let herself cum as Chris watches, half amused and half turned on. “Okay, you have done good, you can stop holding back now.”
That is all Liz needs to hear as she gives in to the orgasm she has needed since Chris woke her up that morning. It is unlike any other orgasm she has ever had as wave after wave of pleasure overcome her body. The vibration inside of her makes her keep cumming over and over until she doesn’t know where one orgasm ends and the next begins.
As she comes down from the peak of pleasure, Chris pulls out his now fully erect cock and pulls Liz to the edge of the bed. Her pussy is soaking wet from her series of orgasms that he easily shoves his 8 inches inside of her, filling her completely. He starts fucking his wife hard and fast, taking her as his own personal fuck toy as he satisfies his deepest carnal desires. The vibration of the egg against his cock as it is engulfed by her warm, wet pussy brings him to the edge far too soon and he feels his cock spasm as he sends shot after shot of hot cum deep into his wife’s hole. The sensation of his cock stretching her pussy as he fucked her and came inside of her while the egg vibrated against her g-spot was too much for Liz. She threw her head back and screamed out as another powerful orgasm overwhelmed her. When she was done, Chris let his now limp cock slowly slide out of her and turned off the egg.
“That was incredible,” Liz tells him as she struggles to catch her breath. “I’ve never came like that in my life.”
Chris smiles down at his wife and tells her to put her panties on, watching as her face drops.
“Shouldn’t I get cleaned up and take this thing out first?” she asks him, already knowing the answer before he says it.
“No, baby, you’re going to leave it in for the rest of the day. You might want to work on keeping your moaning down in front of my friends, you wouldn’t want them to know our secret would you?” he replies with an evil grin.
Liz’s face pales as she slips the panties on over her still wet pussy, sealing the egg and her husband’s cum inside of her just as the doorbell rings…

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Sex with a Football Player 3

“Fuck bro, just stick my fucking cock in your mouth. I want to feel your mouth on it.” he slurred. I pulled back his white underwear and out popped the most gorgeous cock I’d ever seen. It was 8 inches long, about 4 inches wide, not too many veins but enough to make it look like a man’s cock. I couldn’t wait any longer.

What Lena Wants

Lena used to be close with her brother Milo, but things have changed recently. Lena just wants to have her brother back, maybe a little closer than before.

Bound together (Chapter 3) Supernatural Hellfic

It was a new day and she found herself on the rack as usual. She was expecting to see her torturer but he was nowhere to be found. She trembled as she remembered the promise he’d made the previous day and felt her heart racing. She took deep breaths and tried to calm down.
Suddenly, the restraints lost their hold on her and she fell to the ground. She looked around again and noticed that the rack and her cage were both gone. Instead, she was standing in a huge black room…naked. Nobody seemed to be around but her, and it was completely empty except for a chaise lounge.
She approached it and felt the rich red velvet of the upholstery with her hand. It was soft and inviting. She was extremely tired and only wanted to sleep or rest but that was impossible. There was no sleep in hell and resting was out of the question since most of the time she had to keep her guard up. However, seeing no one around, she took her chances and lay down on it. She felt the softness of the velvet on her bare skin and managed to relax. She was lying on her back and her chest was slowly rising and falling with her deep breaths. She’d finally managed to calm down…and didn’t hear him approaching her.
He looked at her with prying eyes for a long time. She was naked, her pearly skin and dark hair contrasting against the redness of the velvet. She looked peaceful and was almost smiling. Then, she opened her eyes slowly and saw him standing next to her. She panicked and jumped up and away from the chaise lounge. He was naked, too, and remembering their previous encounter she thought “Oh, no, this is bad”.
He slowly and sensually lay down and smiled at her saying “Hi, doll, come over here” patting the chaise lounge. She found herself walking mechanically straight towards him. She had no control over her own body. She wanted to scream and run away but no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.
She was soon standing next to him as if waiting for further instructions. He looked up at her and began stroking her hips and waist. “I told you I had something special for today. How do you like this place? Quiet, private, and nice, right?” She felt her head nodding and realized she was nothing but his puppet. She then looked down and saw him growing hard already and thought “Oh, no, no, no!”
He made her sit on his lap facing him, her legs spread to both sides, straddling him. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and his hands were resting on her hips. He gently stroked her and smiled at her. “Kiss me,” he suddenly commanded. She pressed her lips against his and brushed gentle kisses on them. Next, she licked them and softly pushed her tongue inside his mouth. She slowly explored every inch of it and massaged his tongue with hers. He was on the receiving end this time, or so he wanted to pretend. She hated this. She hated what he was doing and the worst part was that she couldn’t do a thing to stop him.
When they parted the kiss, he said “I knew you were a good kisser, baby. That was really nice.” He looked into her eyes and stroked her hair. He left a trail of soft kisses down her neck and licked her collarbone. Suddenly, she felt heat building inside her. Her body was betraying her, she felt her growing arousal and wanted to scream and run away. He noticed and smirked, whispering in her ear “Oh, no, honey, we’re just getting started.”
He kept kissing her and roaming her body with his hands. He let his fingers explore every inch of her smooth skin. He cupped her breasts and slid lazy fingers down her back all the while looking into her eyes. He went on kissing and licking her front, and then started nibbling her earlobes and neck.
He became increasingly aggressive and dug his fingers on her butt while he nibbled and then bit her nipples. She shook in pain and he seemed to be turned on by it as he began biting harder. She felt tears running down her face and blood trickling down her breasts. Then she realized what he was doing. He was actually drinking from her: he was licking her breasts and sucking the blood from her abused reddened nipples. She looked down at him and found him looking back at her, his lips crimson with her blood and his green eyes lustful and glowing.
In that moment, she felt his erection against her thigh. He suddenly grabbed her hips, lifted her high up in the air and pushed her down in a single motion impaling her in him. She opened her eyes widely, screamed in pain, and pulled her head back as he thrust violently.
She felt him tearing her apart and couldn’t do a thing to stop him. Her back was arched and her arms were wrapped around him. He looked at her, licked his lips and said “I wanna go deeper inside you, princess” in a husky voice. Her arms immediately unhooked from him and fell back, hands resting on his thighs till she was almost lying on her back on top of him. Her legs were fully stretched out and her feet were resting on the ground as her body violently rocked back and forth farther down into him.
She then realized what he’d done: he’d made her change the angle so that he could go deeper inside of her. He was filling her completely, he’d never been that deep inside of her and she felt waves of excruciating pain washing over her entire body. The worst part wasn’t even the pain but that she couldn’t do anything to stop him. It was far worse than being on the rack. To anyone looking at them, they would’ve seemed lovers having hot sex, when she was actually being raped.
She rode him for what seemed to be hours and, when he was finally done with her, he pushed her back into his arms and held her still while he kissed her tenderly. He stroked her long mane and drew soothing circles on the small of her back. Then, he wrapped his arms around her tighter and she felt she was slowly regaining control of herself. She squirmed a little but he was still half hard inside of her and moving on top of him was making him grow hard again so she thought it wiser to stay still. He smiled and stroked her back as he said “Say you’re mine, sweetheart. Say it.” This time he didn’t sound angry. He was sweetly whispering in her ear.
She felt trapped in his arms. She couldn’t move because it’d make things worse so she was choosing not to do it, and it was terrible because he knew it, and was enjoying it. She was lying on top of him, he was still inside her, and there were no restraints holding her there, she was choosing to lie still in his arms. He looked into her eyes and smiled. She couldn’t believe it, he was acting as if they were lovers, as if she’d actually chosen to be with him…and she couldn’t take it anymore. She closed her eyes and buried her head on the small of his neck. He felt her tears on his chiseled chest and whispered in her ear “It’s ok, beautiful. You’ll give in to me. It may take a little longer than I thought, but you will.” He stroked her hair and brushed soft kisses on her head while she wept.

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Summer With My Granddaughter, Series Ending Part

This is the last part in the series about a Grandfather’s travels with his Granddaughter. If you do not like this type of story about an older man making love with his young granddaughter, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS STORY! If you do, then enjoy.

OLD COUPLE SETTING RECORD STRAIGHT_(0)

OLD COUPLE SETTING RECORD STRAIGHT
After being married for almost 50 years, this old couple decided to set the record straight about their marriage. Deciding they had nothing to fear about revealing secrets from their past anymore at this late stage in life, they both took turns asking each other about how faithful each had been in their marriage. The wife went first and asked her husband if he had ever cheated on her.
He replied, “Yes, but only once and it didn’t mean anything. I was on a business trip after we had been married for about seven years, met this attractive woman in a bar, and we spent the night together. But I never saw her again and it didn’t mean anything and that was the ONLY time I was ever unfaithful in our marriage. How about you? Did you ever cheat on me?”
His wife answered, “Yes.” Way back when we were trying to buy our first house and come up with a downpayment, I slept with this guy to help us get the extra money we needed.”
“Was that the ONLY time?” he asked.
“Well, not exactly,” she said. “About five years later when we were having trouble making payments on our new car, I slept with this guy so the bank wouldn’t come and repossess it.”
“I guess I understand why you did it,” her husband said, “But was that the last time?”
“Well, not exactly,” she replied. “Remember the time you ran for mayor and you needed about another 47 votes to win…….?”

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Cock Handle

all my life I have been straight with some seriously beautiful women under my belt. up until recently, I have never even thought of being with another man. however, not to long ago I began having sex with two other men and I have come to enjoy it. you can even say that I crave it, desire it, have a need for it.
for the most part, I’m a typical 35 year old white male trying to make a living in today’s world. I went to college but unfortunately there is not a high demand in the job market for what I majored in. so I’m a blue collar worker. I recently moved to Colorado and took a job at a sanitation company as a residential curb-side recycling driver. basically, I pick up recyclable products from 700 homes a day. one of these homes is where it all began.
I have long hair and when I’m working, I put my hair in a pony-tail on the top of my head. it kind of makes me look girlish, but it keeps my hair out of the way. one Tuesday, I stop at one of my many stops for that day and two white biker type guys are hanging out in the garage drinking beer. both of them are about the same age as me, give or take a couple of years, and fairly well built. I noticed them because I was looking at the Harley’s in the garage. both of them had no shirts on, revealing all the tattoo’s they had.
as I began to pick up the recyclables at the end of their driveway, one of them came up to me with a big smile on his face and said, “hi sweety! I like your cock handle.” I didn’t realize it at the time, be he was referring to my pony-tail. his statement threw me off guard and confused me. all I said was, “what?” he said,” come on in, take a break on your knees and I’ll feed you lunch.”
I knew what he meant that time. he wanted me to suck his cock. I said right away, “no thanks.” and jumped back into my truck and drove away. I couldn’t believe that guy made a pass at me like that. the really messed up thing was, I thought about that guy and what he said all day long and into the next day. I guess when another man make a pass at you, you just can’t get it out of your head that quickly.
a week later, still thinking about that guy, I was going to bypass his house until I saw that the garage door was closed and there seem to be nobody home. so I stopped to pick up the recyclables and found a note taped to the bucket addressed to me. it read, “hey girlfriend. I’m horny. why don’t you stop by after work and suck my cock. make sure you have your cock handle ready. I’m going to grab it, fuck your face, and make you my bitch. by the way, my buddy says to shower before you come over, he wants to fuck the shit out of your asshole.”
I couldn’t believe what I was reading. I didn’t know what to do. if I should tell my boss or what. I decided I didn’t want anyone to know about that so I just stuffed that note into my pocket and went on with my day. even though I couldn’t get that off my mind, I tried my best to do so. I don’t drink that often because I can’t handle my booze that well. but I decided to drink that Friday to help get all that off my mind. after work on Friday, I took a shower and called a good friend over and began drinking.
I had a pretty good buzz going when mike came from the bathroom with the note from those guys in his hand. he said, “what is this?” I explained the whole thing to him and he just sat there in amazement. after a bit he said, “are you going to do it?” I said, ” I wasn’t planning on it.” he said, ” I think you should. I always thought you would be a good woman.” I said, “what the fuck is that supposed to mean?” he said, “it’s a compliment bro. all I mean is that I think you would enjoy pleasuring another man cock. that’s all I meant.” I said, “you really think so?” he replied, “oh ya. I bet you a hundred dollars that you’ll love having your butthole fucked.” I said, ” why would you think that?” his reply was, “I’ve known you a long time, and I have a feeling that you will love sucking and taking dick in the ass. as a matter of fact, I’m sure of it. come on, I’ll drive you over to those guys house right now.”
I wasn’t sure what to think about his words, or even what I was thinking. I was boozed up pretty good. but I agreed for some reason. perhaps is was the booze combined with mike talking me into it. I don’t know. mike suggested I go over there naked, only coved in my robe so that they will know my intentions are sincere. I was nervous so I started sucking back beers like it was the end of the world. I got naked, put my robe on, and put my hair up in its pony-tail. then we were on our way. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, but I was drunk so I didn’t really care. I was just thinking that if it felt good and I liked it, why not? I asked mike why he was doing this and he said, “when you get back home, I want a blow job.” I laughed and said, “are you serious?” he said, “yes. I’ve always wanted you to suck my dick since the first day we met.” I said, ” really? I tell you what, if I like it, I’ll suck your dick anytime you want. deal?” he was quick to agree with that.
after giving him a few directions, we pulled up in front of the bikers driveway and the garage door was open all the way and the two bikers were sitting in there drinking. they stared down at the car I was in as we stared back up at them. mike said, ” wow! you weren’t kidding.” he handed me a small bottle of baby oil and the note that they wrote to me and said, ” your going to need this oil because I think they’re right. your going to become their bitch tonight.” I took the baby oil and the note and got out of the car. mike leaned over and put his head out the window and said, “let them do whatever they want to you, and enjoy it.” both of the men stood up when I started walking up the drive way. mike was still in the car watching me walk up to the garage. he had suggested that I drop my robe right away and get down on my knees to show them how submissive I am to them.
that’s exactly what I did. I was very buzzed as I walked up to the men, never saying a word. I handed his buddy the baby oil and then gave the other man his note back, took my robe off so that I was completely naked, and got down on my knees and opened my mouth. with the garage door still open and mike still watching, the bigger of the two men walked up to me, dropped his pants revealing his huge uncircumsized, fat cock, and grabbed my pony-tail. then he stuffed his dick in my mouth as far as it would go. I could smell the sweat and his dick tasted salty, but it tasted good. I put one hand on his ass-cheek and the other hand on his balls. as he held my head in place and began to rock his body back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, I began to caress his balls and use my tongue to enhance the feeling I was giving him. mike was right, I was enjoying pleasuring this man’s cock.
I had forgotten about mike and the open garage until I heard the garage door starting to close. I took a moment to look behind me and saw mike still sitting there in his car smiling at me and giving me the thumbs up. as the door kept closing, I turned to see the other man walking towards me undressing as he approached. he stopped right next to me and finished undressing. then he spoke the first words of the evening. he said, “stick your ass in the air.”
I did like I was told and got onto all fours with my ass sticking up as he got positioned behind me. first I felt the coolness of the baby oil being squirted on my butthole, then I felt the tip of his dick press firmly against it. then the guy in front of me, put all of his dick in my mouth and held my head tightly against him keeping my mouth full., while his buddy grabbed my hips and in one powerful thrust, he shoved his fat cock all the way up my asshole until he couldn’t push it in any further. I let out a long and loud moan as I felt the pressure and pain from his cock take over my tight little butthole. he said, “that’s it bitch! let me know you feel it.”
he grabbed my ponytail and pulled my head back, his buddy held the front part of my head and began sliding his cock in and out of my mouth in long steady strokes. as soon as that began to happen, I felt the man behind me begin to fuck my butthole hard and fast. the pain and pressure was intense as I was now completely being dominated by these horny bikers. there was nothing I could do to stop them if I wanted to. but I didn’t want to stop them, the pain was turning into pleasure and I was becoming very excited.
the guy fucking my asshole started saying, “you like that you little bitch? huh? I can’t fucking hear you.” I moaned, “uh huh” he was fucking me so deep that I felt his dick hitting my prostate. it felt so good even though it still hurt. I never thought pain would feel so good. I mean it felt like a baseball bat was up my ass, but I liked it. and that dick in my mouth tasted so good. I couldn’t believe how much I was enjoying being fucked by two men.
they fucked me for quite a while. I don’t know how long, but it was long enough that my asshole was starting to feel really sore. but he was still going strong. I wanted to say something but a dick was still in my mouth. that’s when the guy fucking my mouth said to me, “look at me.” I looked up and into his eyes and he said, “I’m going to cum sweetheart and I want you to swallow every drop of it.”he continued to slide his dick in and out slowly but steady. as he got closer to cuming, he said, “keep looking at me baby, im cuming. here it is.” then he let out a loud grunt and as I was still looking him in the eyes, cum began to squirt against the back of my throat. it tasted really good. he saw in my eyes that I liked it, he said, “you like that dick candy don’t you?” I shook my head, “yes” as I continued to swallow all I could get out of his dick.
after I ate all his cum, I said, “my asshole hurts, please let me finish you by sucking your dick.” he said, “stop whining you little bitch! your asshole belongs to me and I’m not done fucking the shit out of it. beg me to stop and I’ll think about it.” I pleaded with him to stop, but he just kept pounding my asshole and saying, “that’s it, beg you bitch, beg.” he fucked me for a long time before he came, but when he did, it felt soothing. it was like my butthole was on fire. finally, he made me suck his dick for awhile then he said, “you were a lot of fun baby. stop by and pleasure these cock’s anytime you want.
I put my robe back on and found that I could barely walk. I was so sore and bull-legged that anybody that saw me would know that I just got butt-fucked hard. when I got down to the end of the driveway and Mike pulled up. he had been sitting in the car across the street waiting for me. when I got into the car he said, “so how did it go? you were in there a long time?” I said, “you won’t believe it, but he fucked my asshole hard the entire time. I hurt.” he said, “oh shit! but did you like it anyway?” I said, “you know, I did like it.”
he was like, “damn dude! are you planning on letting him fuck you again?” I said, “now that I think about it, ya, I think I will.” he laughed a little then said, “what about sucking dick?” I said, “I like that to.” he said, ” I knew that you would like it.” I knew what he wanted, so I reached over and unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out and said, “you were right about me.” then I went down on him and sucked his cock.
I was sore for a few days, but the next Tuesday when I pulled up at the house, they wanted to fuck me again. but because I was working, I just gave them blow jobs. but I started going over there on Fridays and getting my butthole fucked. its been that way ever since. what can I say, I like it. there is no other feeling in the world like the feeling of a hard fat cock up your ass.

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An Unexpected Turn…

PART 1, Part 2 coming soon if comments want it. This is my first posted story. I have written a few of these stories for myself but nothing good. Comment any tips and things to improve. It has a slow start to set the scene. Enjoy 😀