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Boring monday morning

Administrator — Wed, 29 Oct 2008 17:05:13 +0000

It was a typical boring Monday morning. The weekend had come and
gone and here I was back at the “old grind”. My in-basket was
piled high with memos and junk mail to sort through. I went down
to the lounge to get my morning coffee and on my way back I
thought I would stop off at the men’s room to milk my python.

I had always dreamed of the things that could happen in the
company men’s room but today the dreams were going to be more
real than I could ever imagine.

As I walked through the door I could hear a slight moaning sound
coming from the oversized handi-capped stall at the end. At
first I thought it must have been someone who had a worse weekend
than I had. I walked over to use the urinal and after unzipping
my fly and grasping hold of my rod, it happened. Something in my
mind told me that the sound I had heard wasn’t a painful moaning
but a moaning that comes from shear erotic pleasure. Just then,
I heard it again. This time it was even more distinct than the
first time. Again it happened. By now I was more curious than a
weasel outside a chicken coop. I just had to investigate.

Licking his lips

Administrator — Tue, 09 Sep 2008 14:52:16 +0000

I
let the rest of my robe slip off, and immediately he started to fondle my
breasts. I then laid him upon the floor and asked him if he knew how to use his
tongue besides licking his lips, in which he quickly turned me into a 69
position and started licking away. Oh yes! This boy was sweet, and I came and
came all over his young face. I could feel his own pressure building up inside
my mouth as I stroked him and sucked him at the same time. Finally, his body
trembled and he let at a low moan and gushed into my mouth. I quickly pulled it
out and stroked him faster until he came all over my soft tits. Both quite
satisfied he thanked me, put his clothes on, and left. The moral to this story?
Well, there’s nothing like a free pizza and a horny nympho

Beautiful Cock

Administrator — Sun, 07 Oct 2007 13:37:05 +0000

He stands up and opens his pants. His cock looks beautiful. But I

don’t get to see it for long. He climbs up with me and over me on his

hands and knees. His legs push mine apart. His lips start sucking on

my tits. Then, he kisses me thoroughly on the mouth. I feel his cock

push deep inside me. The crowd is wild. “Go! Go! GO! GO! GO!” They

are shouting, as our hips push and buck and fuck. The music is very

loud in my ears, and I start my orgasm just as the music hits its peak.

I feel his hot cum spurt inside me at the same time. The music stops.

The cheering and foot stomping is deafening.

Married Girl Love Affair

Administrator — Mon, 13 Aug 2007 17:22:30 +0000

Not only was it hot, but the fucking humidity was so high that
the slight breeze didn’t dry his skin either. Fucking air
conditioner had the condenser shot, or something. It was
always something.
Damn thing had quit late in the afternoon and he couldn’t get
it fixed until the repairman looked at it in Monday morning.
And it was only Saturday night now.
Norman knew about keys, and locks, and deadbolts. His father
had let him work in the locksmith’s shop since he was about six
years old, teaching and guiding his son.
By the time Norm was in high school, he was making service
calls, re-keying locks, replacing tumblers.
When his dad died, a short six months after his mom, Norm had
taken over the locksmith shop.
He’d married his high school sweetheart, the bitch.
She was never satisfied, always wanted something more for the
house. And she was ashamed that he was a locksmith. She
really felt that she should have married someone of a higher
calibre.
Never mind that he’d done well, now owned three shops, one in
the north end, one south, and one on Miami Beach, and had just
started a new shop in Kendall.
She still wasn’t satisfied.
He’d slowly, over the years, renovated the big old two-story
house until it was a showplace inside.
Still, she wasn’t satisfied, and Norm, to keep away from her,
had turned a large room on the upper floor, into a gym.
He’d been working out in the second floor room of his
house, pumping on the small weights, getting the sweat
working (no pain – no gain), thinking about his wife again.
The bitch had just about quit fucking, wasn’t interested
anymore, and always either had a fucking headache or was on
her period or something. He’d tried to pat her rounded ass
this morning as she was frying up a couple eggs at the
stove for his breakfast, and she’d moved away from his
patting hand and slipped him an annoyed look.
“Don’t. I’m cooking. Can’t you see I’m busy, Norman?”
The anger in her voice had turned him off. She was always
angry lately.
She really was a sexy looking bitch, in a sullen kind of way,
but after the first few passionate years of their mariage,
she’d slowed down in the sex department. But now she’d
stopped fucking – quit – end.
It had all started when he’d gotten caught kissing Christy,
the wife of the auto salesman next door, at a birthday
party a month ago for Al’s wife, Christy.
Christy was a sexy cunt, and Al, her husband, was a heavy
drinking party type who’d invited them over for his wife’s
birthday on a Saturday night. There had been several other
people there too, and Norm had followed her into the kitchen.
She’d stuck her tongue in his mouth when he’d given her a
birthday kiss when he and his wife had come in the front
door. Norm knew, or thought he’d known that she was a hot
bitch when he felt her tongue slither into his mouth.
His cock had warmed up and swelled while she had slowly
french kissed him, right in front of his wife and her
husband.
Norm had followed her into the kitchen later, and had
patted her ass as she was trying to get some glasses from a
high shelf in the cupboard. Her sleek ass, rounded under
the slick material of her dress, had turned him on even
more, and he’d patted the firm globes.
She’d turned her head, smiled at him, and wiggled.
“Like that, don’t you?” she’d giggled at him.
“Love it!”
“If you loved it, you’d lick it!” She’d wiggled away from
his patting hand, but when he’d stepped back, she’d moved
to him and looking up into his eyes, grinning at him.
“Take it easy neighbor. It’s early, and even though I’m
really in the mood, my husband and your wife are in the
next room. Slow down!”
“Just being neighborly.”
Norm had grinned back at her.
“I’ll bet just how neighborly you’d like to get!” Christy
answered him, then had thrown her arms around his neck and
given him another kiss with her hot slithering tongue
thrusting around his.
Just as he was really feeling the globes of her ass, she
pulled free, grinned at him and took the glasses back to
the bar in the den. Norm following, his cock throbbing
hard.
Gathered at the small bar, Norm had had a couple of drinks
during the early evening, and had noticed Al pouring the
scotch’s down. Al getting louder, the jokes getting more
raunchy. Al, paying a lot of attention to Norm’s wife,
putting an arm around her, whispering in her ear sometimes,
and Norm’s wife giggling pushing him away playfully, but
her eyes were bright and her face was smiling at the
raunchy jokes.
Norm could see Al’s arm around her, fingers resting under her
breast, slowly kneading, sneaking a feel. Lot of good it was
going to do him, Norm smiled to himself. She looked hot and
sexy, but looks weren’t everything. She’d turned into a cold
fish.
Norm had a fresh ice cube in his highball, and had settled
down on the couch, listening to the conversation, when
Christy had crocked her finger at him from across the room,
then putting the same finger to her pursed lips, had
indicated that he keep quiet, and come to her.
He’s set the glass down, and quietly moved around the
standing guests, moving to follow Christy down the hall.
Norm had caught up with her outside the bathroom in the
dark hallway.
“You want something?” His voice low.
“I just wanted to tell you that when you’re working on your
weights at night with the lights on, sometimes I watch you
from our window in the dark.”
“You do?”
“Yes, and as a birthday present, next time you work out,
can you work nude instead of wearing those shorts?”
“You want me to take off my shorts while you watch me?” His
voice almost cracking.
“You’ll never be sure if I’m watching or not, my lights will
be off. Will you do it for me?”
“Sure, if that’s what you want.”
She’d thrown her arms around his neck, grinding her body
against his, her tits putting the points of her nipples into
his chest, his arms around her, squeezing her ass, pulling
her hips up against his groin, when his wife had tapped him
on the shoulder.
“That’s enough! Don’t you think?” Her voice angry.
She’s stalked off, back into the living room, leaving the two
of them.
“Whoops, I think you fucked-up!” Christy giggled at him,
turning and entering the bathroom, closing the door, and he
heard the lock click.
“Fuck her, she’ll get over it!”
His voice soft against the door, fingers testing the knob to
find it locked.
Stupid, locking the door against a locksmith.
Pulling his key ring from his pants, he selected a slim metal
strip of a key, inserted it into the hole in the center of
the bathroom door, turning it slowly, feeling the lock
unlatch. He’d eased the door open, seeing her standing at the
wash basin, putting on lipstick, and he’d moved inside.
Christy had grinned at him.
“I didn’t think that lock would stop you, did you come in to
watch me pee?”
“No, I came in because I need to pee.”
“Go ahead, don’t let me stop you. Need a hand?”
“Please.”
He’d opened his fly, pulling his semi-hard dick out, standing
in front of the bowl.
“Want to aim it?”
“I don’t think so, I’ve never been too interested in the water
sports.”
“Hell Christy, this isn’t water sports, it’s just giving a
friend a hand.”
Christy had grinned at him, giggled and then taken his roll
in her hand, pulling slightly until he was all the way out.
The feel of her warm hand on his cock was fantastic! Christy
moving the soft skin back from the bulbous head.
“Alright, here I go.”
He’d started pissing, the hot stream splashing in the bowl as
she grew even more adventuresome, moving the tip in circles,
watching his liquid hit the water in the bowl.
That’s when the unlocked door had opened, and his wife was
standing there, with Al behind her, watching Christy holding
his cock in her hand while he pissed.
That had really started all the trouble between himself and
his wife.
Now she was making him suffer, and wasn’t letting up at all.
They hadn’t made it once since then, and she’d been stiff and
unresponsive to him.
If it hadn’t been for the little cunt he’d had while he was
installing locks on the glass doors last week, he’d have had
no pussy at all since before the party.
That was a good fuck. The lady had tormented him with her
body, letting him see her both in a bathing suit, and nude,
and then he’d fucked and sucked her.
If he didn’t start getting some pussy pretty soon, he was
going to go back and fuck her again.
He’d have to look up her name and address again in the
receipts, maybe give her a call and tell her that he needed
to inspect her locks again, and see what she’d say.
His mind had drifted while he continued counting to one
hundred, curling the small weights, feeling the sweat
starting to trickle into his eyes, past his head-band.
Thinking about Christy, he wondered if she really had watched
him work out.
His wife never came into the room while he was working out.
She said she didn’t like the smell here. Prissy bitch.
He always closed the door when he worked out. Glancing at it
now, he wondered if he ought to take off his shorts and work
out nude, like Christy had asked him to.
He moved to the window, looking at the house next door. The
lights were on in the living room, but the upstairs windows
were dark and he couldn’t see inside the upper rooms.
Standing close to the window, peering down at his neighbors
patio, he caught a shadow. Al was bringing a drink from the
bar, and Christy’s bare leg was in view, sitting at the table
on a stool. Norm couldn’t see any more of her, but he could
hear through his open window.
Al’s speech was slurred, and while Norm idly continued
pumping the small weight in his right hand, Christy’s voice
carried to his window.
“Go on and get some sleep, I’ll be up later.”
Al had moved out of his vision and the upstairs bedroom light
at the corner of the house had illuminated moments later.
Norm put the weight down, moved to the hallway, opening their
bedroom door quietly, glancing in, seeing his wife’s nude
body lying on top of the sheet, trying to sleep in the heat.
Sexy bitch, all tousled from the heat.
Norm lightly ran down the steps, out the back door, standing
on the cement, had lit a cigarette.
“Hi neighbor.” Christy’s low voice from over the fence.
“Hi Christy, where’s Al?”
“Drunk, going to bed. What are you doing out here this time
of night, where’s your wife?”
“Sleeping. I’m just going to work out another half hour or
so, and then I’m off to bed.” Trailing the bait, seeing if
she was still interested.
“Maybe I’ll watch tonight!” She was interested. “Are you
going to make it worthwhile watching and take off your
shorts?”
“I will if you will.”
“Deal! See you in the upstairs.” She’d grabbed her glass from
the table and went back inside her house, and Norm flipped
the butt away and re-entered his back door.
He’d slipped off his shorts, leaving his head-band in place,
closed the door to his room and picked up the hand squeezers,
springs clutching in his grasp, corded muscles standing out
on his forearms as he rhymically squeezed, standing naked
square in front of the window, watching the darkened window
next door, only feet from him.
Was she there watching? He couldn’t see anything of her.
There was only a bit of light from the hallway into her room,
and she was not visible to Norm’s scan.
Where was she?
He worked out slowly, watching, trying to make out her form
behind the glass of her window, to no avail. Waiting to see
if she was watching him.
The time went slowly, attempting to get some sign behind the
dark window that she was there.
Norm, moved away from his window, trying to draw her forward
into the dim light spilling from his window.
Finally, pissed that he couldn’t see her, he moved to his
side, and then opening the door, snuck down the hallway to
their dark guest room, going to the window looking out at an
angle to see if he could see her from this dark room.
No luck in the facing room, but his eyes were caught by a
movement in his neighbor’s bedroom.
Christy was giving her husband a blow job, lights on,
blazing, drapes drawn wide open, the room bathed in light as
she crouched over her husband Al, sucking at the roll between
his thighs.
Norm knew she was putting a show on for him, and his cock
rose level with the window sill, watching her attempting to
harden her husband’s meaty cock.
Too much to drink again, his flacid dick lolled around in her
hand, the end drooping over her closed fist, dangling.
Norm moved closer to the window, watching her glance over the
soft meat in her hand at his room, knowing that she was
attempting to see him watching her, but aware now how
difficult it was to see him standing behind a dark window.
Christy moved to the near side of the bed, presenting her
rounded ass to Norm, crouched over her husband’s supine body,
wriggling the rounded globes of her soft ass at the window.
Norm could see the dark blonde hair between her thighs, the
puffy lips of her pussy softly nestled there, and the pink
inner lips parting slightly to show a coral hued band of
swelling flesh.
Her long hair brushing over her husband’s belly as she
attempted to suck him to an erect state.
Finally, giving up her task, Christy, stood away from the
bed, and her passed out husband, standing full in the light
and nodding at his form against the blackness of the dark
window.
Not really knowing if he’d been watching her or not.
Christy left the bedroom, turning out the lights as she
departed.
Norm hurried, hard cock swinging from side to side, back into
his workout room, closing the door behind him, to see the
lights in the opposite room illuminate the inside.
Christy standing to the window, looking straight at him.
Norm moved closer, his dick, hard and pounding, pressed the
wet tip against the window, smearing a drop of slippery honey
against the cool glass, staring at Christy’s naked body in
lust.
Her fingers dipped into her thighs, moving over the curls,
dipping into the sweet wetness of her pussy, then gathering a
bit of her female juices, drew a straight line of wetness on
the glass from inside her room.
Norm’s cock pounded, the tip wetter now, a line of veins
standing out from the corded shaft as he grasped his cock,
pumping slowly, watching Christy playing with herself, for
him.
His hardened cock, rapidly stroked, drooled more of the
slippery juice to the window, while Christy’s fingers toyed
with her visible clitoris, her other hand moving over her
breast, peaking the nipple, fondling the quivering flesh.
Norm felt his balls tighten, drawing up to the base of his
cock, knowing he was about to spurt his sperm as he watched
Christy put on a masturbation show for him.
The firey liquid spurted, out the slitted tip, globs catching
and clinging to the middle of the window, running down in
streams as his torrent of sperm caught and held to the cold
glass while his eyes were fastened to the junction between
Christy’s thighs.
Her fingers, slippery and wet, glinted in the light as she
moved them rapidly over her clit, then sagging as her orgasm
shuddered her body, moving her breasts in quivers.
Norm’s prick erupted again, more of his hot sperm clinging to
the window, until the force of his ejactulation gone, his
cock drooled the last thin stream straight down, to the
floor.
Grabbing his shorts, Norm wiped the sticky sperm from his
cock, tossing his shorts into the corner for washing later.
Raising his eyes back to the window, he saw the lights go
out.
His voyeurs stint over.
Norm, still breathing heavily, crawled on top of the sheets
in his bed, staying away from his wife’s body, turning over
to lie on his side, still thinking about Christy, her body,
and the show she’d made for both of them.
Eyes closed, thinking about tomorrow night, and about how to
get Christy alone so he could fuck her.
His cock slowly began filling again, lying hard against his
belly as he drifted off into sleep.

Interracial Dating Sex Story

Administrator — Thu, 24 May 2007 09:27:47 +0000

Kate Brookfield watched her husband’s beautiful dark haired employer as she dialed

frantically a number from memory.

“Hello, David ? Yeah, it,s me… Lena Price… Hey listen, it’s all set… Mmmhm !, the little

blonde trick I was telling you about… Eight o’clock, okay ? We’ll meet you fellas there…Bye,

sugar”. She blew a kiss into the receiver.

“So sweetheart, Tell your husband that we may be a little late. Oh, by the mean, Kate, Do

you think black is beautiful ?”…

On Lena prearranged cue, the two young blacks checked the time on their wristwatches. Both

of them were anxiously looking forward to the evening’s events. They were both in the navy,

temporarily assigned to Omaha’s air base. Lena had met them in the song hee cocktail lounge

at the Jade Graden on one of her proverbial ‘nights out with the girls’… And had been

sleeping with both of them ever since.

Don Randolph, the older and ranking member of the pair, a newly made petty officer,

was Lena’s personal favorite. Samuel Pringle, a seaman second class, and Kate’s date for the

evening, was undoubtedly the best hung of the two, but lacked, in Lena’s qualified opinion,

Don’s finesse.

Kate Brookfield’s heart skipped a beat as she noticed the two young black men

approaching on Lena’s side of the car. After some presentation, the two men stepped inside

the car. Kate’s own determination not to give the impression that she was in any way

prejudiced toward negroes kept her from uttering a cry of protest when Samuel slid over next

to her on the rear seat and put his arm around her. There was really no way of knowing if

this whole affair weren’t some kind of trick on Lena’s part just to give herself another excuse

to cheat on her husband, Allan.

It was apparent that her and Don’s so called friendship went more than just a little

deeper than most !. She could see their faces, black and white, locked in a lewd kiss and

knew without seeing that their hands were intimately caressing each other’s bodies. God, they

weren’t even trying to be discreet ! It was horrible to be forced to sit there helplessly

watching what failed, only on the meerest technically, of becoming out and out adultery. And

yet, she was curious too…

She sat immobile for what seemed an eternity, allowing the softness of her body to be

squeezed tightly into Samuel’s houlder and awaited his inevitable first kiss. Without really

understanding why, she had already determined to let him go that far… A last flicker of guilt

flashed through the young blonde’s mind : what her husband, Steve, would do if he ever

found out she’d been out with what he’d call a ‘nigger’?…

As if on secret cue, Samuel let his powerful black arm drop to Kate’s waist, pulling her

tightly to him. The young housewife let herself fall limply against him, her nipples rising

excitedly from the suddenness of his move.

“Oooh, I like you touching my nipple like that”, she heard Lena’s husky voice drift hoarsely

back from the front seat. To Kate’s disbelief, Don had his hand inserted down in the front of

Lena’s dress and was massaging her breasts. She had her back on her shoulder with the mouth

slightly open, a rapturous expression on her face.

Samuel continued to hold her close to him, letting his hand dangle gently over her

shoulder, his fingers brushing familiarly against the tips of her breasts. He was growing

increasingly confident with each passing second, and lewd obscene thoughts of the things he

would do this soft young body. Man, he grinned secretly to himself, I’ll turn this pig every

way but loose !. She’s gonna know she’s been fucked when Ol’ Samuel’s through with her

honky ass !…

There was a low groan coming from the front seatand Kate wanted to look but she

didn’t dare.

“Lena’ s sucking Don off !”, Samuel explained. Kate leaned forward, unable to stop herself,

and got a sudden clear view through the darkness of Lena’s head working up and down over

Don Randolph’s black loins. Hre lips clasped tightly in an oval circle around the erect penis.

“Oh God, she is…”, she moaned, turning back to Samuel and hiding her face tightly into his

shoulder. She hadn’t expected this, petting,yes, but not this !.

The sight of Don’s very large big black cock disappearing into Lena’s beautiful face

was exciting to her in a way she’d never imagined. The very idea of her husband’s boss

willingly devouring the inky penis of a man she’d picked up in a drive-in movie was enough

to trigger tiny empathetic responses deep within her own smooth belly.

Then, another deep animal-like noan drew the young blonde back to the front seat for

still another look. Lena had lifted her dress up over her hips and crawled up over Don’s

slender body. She obviously had worn no panties since Kate hadn’t heard the tell-tale noise of

clothing being removed. The brunette woman was straddling the young negro, the round

whiteness of her buttocks poised directly over the hardness of his long cock. She was

reaching back underneath her body with her body with her hand and guiding him into her.

Kate’s eyes were wide in hypnotized disbelief as she watched Don’s throbbing ebony cock

slide slowly up into the juicy pink lips of her girlfriend’s pussy, making a wet sluicing noise

as it entered. She ground down on it all the way until all Kate could see was a small bit of

the base of the swolllen male organ protuding from the tight moist lips surrounding it.

Kate sat frozen in immobility and watched helplessly as Lena began a slow grinding

up and down movement with her buttocks rising in the air above Don until just the tip of his

rock-hard cock was left inside the warm enclosing sheath of her flesh. Then, she dropped

heavily back down on him, deeply impaling herself completely with each long stroke.

Kate clenched her eyes tight but could not blot out the lusty images. She had never

imagined what it would be like watching two people makes love before her. Their soft moans

and wet suking noises of intercourse drifted across to her ears.

Samuel’s hand ground harder into Kate’s breasts as he became aroused at the lewd coupling of

his friend.

“They’re fucking, did you see them ?”, Samuel breathed into her mouth, as he kissed her.

“Now, what about you and me, baby ?, he whispered roughly and pulled her on her side so

that they were facing each other. He ground his pelvis tightly into hers, sliding his hand down

to the soft roundness of her buttocks and pulling her loins tightly into his.

“Oh, no, God, no, we can’t…”, she whimpered into the wetness of his searching mouth, trying

desesperately to keep her voice as low as possible. Samuel had her in a position where she

couldn’t fight back and he knew it. Hre body stiffened as she felt the young black man begin

massaging the soft white cheeks of her buttocks from behind.

“God, you’re a foxy bitch, he panted. I’m gonna enjoy this little romp in the hay ! Baby, I’m

gonna fuck you good, you ain’t never gonna be happy with what you’re getting at home

again”.

Kate gasped and held her breath as she felt the hem of her dress reach the top of her

thighs and his fingers suddenly coming in hot searing contact with the softness of her naked

flesh. An electrifying shock rippled along the flesh of her legs as she felt him slipping a

finger slowly under the tight elastic leg band of her panties.

“Spread’em a little, Baby, Samuel breathed harshly into her mouth, Daddy wants it open

wide”.

“Oh God, please don’t do it here… Please don’t let her watch us !”, she pleaded softly through

her tears and desire…

Stumbling along in the darkness ahead of the young black sailor, Kate Brookfield couldn’t

deny the sensations of sexual arousal churning in her lower abdomen. Inside Don’s car, the

young blonde wife offered not a trace of resistance as Samuel’s huge black hands slipped

down the zipper at the back of her dress and eased their way up her smooth back. She was

pressed tightly against him, her ripe young breasts smashed against his chest, her whole body

trembling expectantly.

Abruptly, Samuel released her, unfastening his belt and dropping his slacks, then

turning his attention back to the young wife next to him on the front seat. As he turned, Kate

got a glimpse of the front of his shorts in the dim light coming from the screen – and the

incredibly large bulge that strained the thin fabric as it swelled. She couldn’t believe it was all

him… It looked more like an enormous snake squirming beneath the taut fabric, struggling to

get free !.

The atmosphere was electric as the beautiful blonde housewife was suddenly naked to

the waist. Her whole body shook as his wet mouth made contact with the sensitive tips of her

young breasts. Her head was tossed back – her sparkling blonde hair trailing all the way to the

car seat beneath her. His strong black arms locked tightly around her narrow waist as he

burried his face in the softness of her smooth young breasts. He sucked a throbbing nipple

hard between his lips and licked it into shiny erection, then immediately dropped it.

He began to stroke the menacing heavy uncircumsized shaft back and forth in front of

her.

“Do you like it, Kate ? Does Steve have anything like this to stuff in your pretty little pussy

?”.

Kate’s eyes dropped again to the massive organ he was holding in his hand. ‘God, it was thick

!’.

“Okay, baby, he said, let’s you and me go get in the back seat !”.

“Er… the back seat ?, she hesitated, still unable to take her eyes off the thick bulge in his

underwear.

“Yeah, baby, the back seat… kneel up so your tits are hanging over the back of it”.

“Are… are you going to take me dog-style ?”, she queried, testing a phrase she,d first heard

the night before.

The big black quickly joined the young housewife in the Oldsmobile’s generous rear quarters,

bunching her thin cotton dress around her waist and lowering her panties, then dropping his

own shorts to his knees. He levered forward from his narrow muscular hips, pressing the

tapering black length of his large penis into the quivering crevice between the twin white

moons of her naked buttocks.

Kate couldn’t believe what was happening : ‘God, she, Kate Brookfield, was letting a

virile young black man rub his penis all over her ass !’. In all her ywenty-one years, she’d

never known such bliss !…

Reaching between her slightly spread legs, Kate grasped the considerable length of Samuel’s

rigid pole and guided it to the pulsing and wet entrance of her sex. ‘God, it’s huge !’, she

panicked silently, ‘I don’t know if I can take it all !’. Immediately, he began a steady upward

pressure, feeling the resisting interior flesh part reluctantly before him. Even if her pussy was

moist with her secretions, the size of his dick was too much for her to allow him to thrust it

in just one powerful lunge all the way in.

“Ooohhh !, God nooo…, she screamed suddenly, your thing is too big… She was suddenly

protesting at the top of her voice. Y-you’re tearing me, your penis is too big !Ooohh God !

take it out, take it out !”.God, she had grossly underestimated the power and the size of the

young black man !.

The young black’s eyes were glassy with lewd excitement as he began to enjoy the idea he

was hurting her. He could stand no more, watching Steve Brookfield,s innocent wife

spread-eagled before him with the tip of his penis disappearing into the hair of her pussy…

He had to fuck her and quick !. Ruthlessly, he levered inwards, feeling her flaccid

flesh absorbing him an excruciating fraction of an inch at a time. The young blonde sobbed,

realizing that she had never felt so stretched in her life and his cock felt as thought it had

ripped her trembling vagina in a thousand tiny shreds as he speared into her without mercy.

And now… Now it lay sunk deep in her belly to the hairy hilt, filling every part of her

interior.

He lay still for a moment, his face directly above her. Kate, too, lay immobile, afraid

to move for fear of the pain it might bring. Neither made a sound for a time, then, suddenly,

she felt the thick throbbing deep inside of her as his expanded organ of flesh jerked another

excruciating inch up inside of her already distended vagina. She groaned breathlessly, her face

twisted into a mask of pained lust and passion.

“I told you I’d stretch that tight sonovabitch for you, didn’t I, Baby ?”, he tormented above

her, flexing his hips forward lewdly.

Kate bit her succulent lips against the black’s man painful entry. She could feel his brutal,

pony-like prick ripping up into the innermoist recesses of her interior flesh. She felt tender,

and ravished and raped, but she was determined to beg no more for him to stop as it was her

own damn fault. But, dear God, it hurt !… It felt like he,d shoved a hot poker up inside her !.

“You like that, Honky ?, Samuel gurgled, slapping her quivering dimpled ass. You like

fucking a nigger ?”

Kate bore up stoically, though unable to reply for fear of screaming out in agony. The

young negro was so deep that she felt it would pierce her very heart. After interminable

minutes, she felt the pain within her tortured vagina began to lessen somewhat.

Then subtly, with every stroke of the rampant black cock, a vibrant thrill raced to her

pounding heart. And with those initial delights spurring her on, the excited young bride began

to respond in earnest, her slavishly postured white buttocks slipping warmly back on the

impaling presence of Samuel’s slick black pole.

“Gettin’ to you, bitch ?, he teased venomously. You ever had that much prick stuffed up your

sweet pussy before ?”.

Samuel could see the thin film of sweat that glistened along the fine-boned ridge of her

exposed back and gripped her tightly around her slender waist, and continued to hammer into

her with long delicious strokes. Damn, what a luscious little pussy she was ! So young, so

clean and so tight…

No need to hold back now, she was cumming like a fountain. He felt the load of his

sperm amassing in his balls and knew that he was now more than ready for his own orgasmic

release.

“Like it, slut ?, he grinned down in lewd delight at tha pained expression on her contorted

young face. Like every inch of it ?”, he flexed again.

“Oooohh, yesss… yes !”, Kate cried in submission… In her ecstasy, Kate felt a new pain

growing warmly in her belly as the head of Samuel’s black cock flared into a hugeness that

threatened to mangle her inner organs.

Then, quickly, it began to sqirt. The young housewife could feel the seed jetting into

her wanton cunt in long ropy spurts, again and again. She continued to caress and milk his

huge balls with her long fingers, her body spasming helplessly as his enormous penis squirted

out its completion…

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