2 comments/ 26996 views/ 8 favorites Leona By: cbachtland This is a work of fiction. * I think of myself as resolutely straight. I look at a lot of porn although I have plenty of girls to fuck. Steven, an old college buddy, dropped by and proposed that we go to a shemale bar that night. I was shocked and refused. But Steven retorted that if I was sure about my sexuality, I should have no problems being there. I could just have a few drinks, take in the scenery, and after we left we could pick up a couple of hookers for a blow job or a fuck. We got there quite early and I parked myself at the bar, and watched the talent coming in. In spite of myself I was amazed that some of them looked so hot! I would normally have been hitting on them, but I had to remind myself, that there was a cock between their legs! They flowed in, in all shapes and sizes, mostly heavily made up and wearing skimpy outfits that left very little to the imagination. Many were dancing, some with other shemales, some with the punters who had come in. I watched, and after a couple of drinks when the dancing started to get dirty, I found my cock stirring. After all, I thought to myself, I could just fuck one of them in the ass, and even get a blowjob. And then she walked through the door. She had big eyes, a pouty face, huge tits, and an ass to die for. She wore a black item that barely concealed her tits and ass, and ultra-high heeled stilettos. She caught my eye as she entered and smiled at me. I just knew that I had to meet her. She was now at the bar, and like all men, I rushed up to offer to buy her a drink. We got talking and I found the combination of alluring eyes and throaty voice irresistible. Her ass was huge and it suited her, she looked absolutely stunning. One thing led to another and I invited Leona back home. I would at least fuck that ass. We were soon naked and I found her very hot! Her tits were stunning, with broad areolae. I tried not to look at between her thighs. Soon Leona's puckered asshole was staring me in the face. I have fucked women in the ass before and had no hassles. So I spat on her asshole and began to work with my tongue. I love doing this to women and consider myself to be an expert. Sure enough, Leona began to moan and writhe as I tongue-fucked her asshole. I was enjoying this and my cock was hard. She tried to reach for my cock a couple of times, but could not. As I rapidly tongue-fucked her asshole, her moans grew louder. And then she did something which I never expected. With one swift movement, she spun her body around by lifting her leg over my head. So she was now on her back, and yours truly's face was no longer in her ass. It was on her cock. Whatever men might say, being humans, they are always noticing cocks, primarily to see how theirs sizes up. Any man who denies this is lying. I had seen plenty of cocks in porn movies and had noticed them. And I had noticed plenty to know that Leona's was a fine cock. And my face was on her balls. My gut feeling was to pull away, but I'm a gent, and her hand held my head in place. And then came the words: - Suck me, darling I looked up and beyond her erect cock I could see her lovely tits and her even lovelier face. I did what any man in my place would have done. I sucked. I started with her balls. They were perfectly round, hairless, and big. I could barely take them into my mouth. They smelt and tasted musky and she gasped with pleasure as I sucked them into my mouth. I sucked hard at them as I wanted to give this lovely woman a good time. - Oh yes, my love, my darling, she gasped, and I sucked away. And then she slapped her cock down on me. It caught me by surprise, and then she did it again, and again. I released Leona's balls, now gleaming with sweat, and looked up to see her beautiful cock waving in front of my face. There was no turning back now, and I took it in my hand. The proverbial drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip of her cock and with no second thoughts I took her she-cock into my mouth. It filled me completely and I thought I would choke. I thought of all the girls who'd sucked me, and if they could do it, I could and would. And so I began to give Leona a blow job, me, Mr Masculine, was sucking a cock, although a she-cock. And I was enjoying it. It felt so right. Making love to Leona, felt so right. She felt like a woman, and the passions that arose in me were the passions invoked by a sexy naked woman. Leona moaned encouragement and her fingers running through my hair and holding my head down on her cock made me mad with lust. - Oh darling, she cried, you make me feel so special. Oh baby I so want to cum! And I had no second thoughts about her cumming in my mouth. She began to move her hips, fucking my mouth, moaning all the time, and then with a final decisive thrust she spurted hot cum into my mouth. I almost gagged but fought the feeling and sucked hard, tasting for the first time, cum. And I loved it, the taste, the consistency, and the feeling of sucking a she-cock, and I sucked hard, taking down every drop. And after the cum stopped spurting out. I continued to suck, squeezing her balls, and getting a few more drops of Leona's cum into my mouth. I just lay there kissing her now-limp cock, rubbing my face over it, as she murmured sweet nothings while running her hands through my hair. Soon Leona's cock began to stir again. She grabbed a handful of my hair, and pulled me away from her cock. - My turn, baby, I want to suck your cock... I had no complaints as I was hornier than I had ever been. I wanted that face with it sexy pout sucking my cock. I lay back and watched as Leona, her cock now hard again, got between my thighs. She began with my balls and I was in heaven! There are any number of girls who've sucked me, but this was different. It was special, and I then realized that this was because Leona herself had a cock. Macho man or not, I was enjoying this and there was no going back for me. She licked, nibbled, and spat on my cock and soon had me moaning and thrusting my hips at her, desperately wanting to shoot into her mouth and all over her beautiful face. She took me fully into her and began the final sucking, and in a short while I exploded into Leona's mouth. She pulled away and I realized that she had not swallowed all my cum, but had saved some. What was she going to do, I wondered? She got onto me and our cocks were pressed against each other. She dribbled cum onto one of my nipples, then the other, and then drank it up with swift sucking motions. Nobody had done this to me before and I was instantly rock hard. We kissed deep, all the time cock to cock. I was definitely in lust, but I was scared I might fall in love. - Fuck me, Jake. It was a simple statement. And I had fucked women in the ass before, so there was no problem here. Leona got on her hands and knees, and I couldn't help admire her large ass. It was so perfectly proportioned and suited her well. That ass was made for Leona, and now it was mine. I got my face between her ass cheeks and admired her white puckered asshole. I spat on her asshole and was soon eating her ass, a task that I enjoyed. My tongue went in deep and I tongue-fucked her. She moaned and squirmed, but I held her firmly in place. She collapsed onto the bed and I drove my tongue in further. I was near insane with lust. I held her in place and got my cock ready, lubing it with spit. I placed it at her asshole, and she moaned, yes. I began my entry and she responded allowing the whole on my 9-inch cock into her ass. I was in and Leona was comfortable. It was time to fuck my first shemale. I fucked her ass hard, fucked her like I had never fucked an ass before. Women usually began to complain, but Leona was taking it and loving it. I began to thrust faster and harder and she screamed encouragement. This made me push myself more and I was fucking her like a bit of sex-meat and she was loving it. As I was about to shoot I grabbed her tits and used them as handles, squeezing them as hard as I could. I came inside her and gave her a love bite on her neck as I shuddered to an orgasm. She was moaning aloud. I collapsed onto her, my cock still in her ass. Our bodies were covered with sweat and we just lay there, satiated and exhausted. After what seemed an eternity I pulled out. - Darling let me clean your cock. She cleaned my cock sucking on it gently. I then decided to clean her ass. I had never done this before, but it came naturally to me. I ate out some of the cum, and then stuck two fingers in, pulled out some cum and offered it to her. She wordlessly lapped it up. We looked deep into each other's eyes, and there was an unspoken tension. This session could only be complete if Leona fucked me. And I had never been fucked before, not even by with a dildo. No woman had even eaten my ass. But there was something special here tonight. I turned around and got on my hands and knees. - Good boy, I never though you'd agree! And with a throaty chuckle she slapped my ass! Leona then spread my ass cheeks and spat on my asshole. I tensed as she brought her face towards my asshole, and then I felt her tongue touch me. She began to lap at my asshole with tiny strokes, sometimes in a circle, and it just felt so good. My cock was instantly hard again. I so wanted this. Leona was an expert and she massaged my prostrate, pulled my cock and balls behind for a quick kiss and nibble, and of course, fucked my asshole with her lovely silken tongue. And I wanted more. She began with her fingers, gently inserting one, and finger fucking me, and then inserting a second. She knew how to do this and I was able to take her in without any discomfort. I trusted her and was relaxed. I knew that at some stage, she would cock-fuck my ass. And soon it came to pass. After a long session of finger-fucking she grabbed me by the hair and twisted my face towards her. She looked deep into my eyes. - You want to get fucked up the ass, boy? Yes, I wanted to get ass-fucked by this beautiful creature. She placed her cockhead at my asshole and slowly began to enter me. I was still relaxed and began to take her in. I felt like I was going to explode, but I was stubbornly determined to accept her and to give her, and both of us pleasure. Deeper and deeper she went in and I took all of her. But she then pulled out. She finger-fucked me again, and then put her cock in again. By this time I was completely relaxed. She then used her fingers again, and only on the third time did she actually begin to fuck my ass. When she started, I though I was going to die, but the waves of pleasure began to engulf me and I began to yell encouragement. This just felt so good. The weight of her over me and my complete submission made me erotically charged like never before. I wanted this, and Leona obliged by fucking me, harder and faster, until with a long moan she shot into my ass. The hot cum felt so good and before I could stop myself I had shot a wad myself. She cleaned my asshole and I cleaned her cock. We lay together in bed and I think I was in love. I never wanted to have anything to do with a woman again. This is what I wanted. I didn't know whether it was right or wrong, but I really did not care. I was a changed man and I was a new man ready to experience new discoveries. And I wanted Leona to be my guide on this new journey. The End Leona - An Incident in Time Leona looked at herself in the mirror very carefully, her Master was due to visit and she had to make sure that all was well with her appearance. The instructions had been very clear although given to her as part of the story, she had known enough to read between the lines so to speak. Stockings and her fuck me shoes, the new ones that she had bought at BBB and of course the cruel nipple clamps. 'Put them on at eleven o'clock.' He had ordered and she had obeyed. The clamps were difficult to wear and painful but she hoped that she had the strength to wear them until He arrived. Leona was pleased as she checked herself in the mirror, even if she said it herself, she was dressed perfectly to please. The pain in her nipples was sending a constant reminder to her brain and her pussy what was due to happen to her today, and inside she was quietly excited. Her brain wandering about what he would do today and her pussy getting warm and damp at the thought! All she really knew was that she had a punishment due to her from the last meeting mainly because she came five times without asking permission. Twenty spanks a time for an unlawful orgasm as if she could really stop herself from coming when he was controlling her! His hand excited her so much, it was clear that He knew what he was doing to her, every minute of the time he was with her. Why was she due the twenty with the flogger on the breasts, wow they had really hurt her when she had been flogged last time. Looking down at her breasts she could still see the slight marks that had been left from last time; her pussy pulsed at the thought that there would be more marks after today. There was the door bell and her time had arrived; her heart beating she walked carefully down the steps, these shoes were so uncomfortable, but they were perfect because they pleased her master. When she opened the flat door she could see her Master through the glass at the front, her pussy juiced at the very sight of Him. That pussy was a trouble maker but it knew when it was onto a good thing! She opened the door, very aware of her nakedness, the clamps dangling from her breasts, her fear that the neighbours might suddenly appear and, perhaps a little subconsciously, the disappointment when they were not there. She stepped back and allowed Him in, very aware of the little smile playing on her face and the sudden warmth in her heart at the sight of Him! Her master smiled at her, his lined face lighting up with his smile, he placed His bag down by his side and then, suddenly slapped her. The pain that she had disappointed Him hurt more than the pain of the slap, although her cheek warmed to the blow. "Why are you standing, Leona?" asked her Master angrily. Quickly she knelt down before Him, her bottom resting uncomfortably on her heels, her hands flat on her thighs. 'Wow!' she thought to herself, 'He really means business today.' This was not the correct thought for a sub but Leona was always a very precocious girl. The thought drifted through her head as she knelt wondering what was going to happen next. She waited patiently, another thing she found very difficult to do, but she knew she was not allowed to raise her head until her master indicated she should do so. There were a few strange noises that she couldn't recognise. 'Look at me' came the command and Leona automatically raised her face to find herself looking into her Master's camera. He took the picture and then replaced it in the pouch, picked up His bag and started walking up the stairs. Leona was in a quandary, should she follow Him or wait? What would he do if she followed him upstairs and she was supposed to wait? But then what would he do if she was supposed to follow Him and she didn't? 'God the trials and tribulations of a sub,' crossed her mind. Just then her master turned at the top of the stairs and looked at her. "You may come up," he stated quietly She stood up and started to walk up the stairs, thinking about the pain in her nipples and beginning to get excited about what was going to happen this time. Paul started to come back down the stairs forcing her to stand still half way up. His hand slapped the other side of her face, again just hard enough to sting. "Who said that you could walk, bitch? Get down on your hands and knees until I give you permission to stand!" Leona's mind was so confused, her master was behaving so differently from normal but, conversely, this also excited her tremendously. Her pussy was begging to be touched as she bent down onto her hands and knees and started crawling up the stairs as ordered to. Her breasts wobbled painfully as the clamps almost scraped the steps of the stairs, the pain teasing her mind and her pussy almost in equal amounts. She felt like a true bitch as she followed Her master into the spare room and waited at the door, waiting for Him to tell her what to do next. She knelt on her hands and knees feeling awkward and a little humiliation as well as Paul walked around her, she was sure he was taking a picture for her logbook; after all he had promised that this time he would start it. She felt his hand start to stroke her bottom and wondered if the spanking was to start now; her heart began to pound in anticipation. Each time he had spanked her the spankings had been progressively harder and harder, how hard was he going to be now? His hand pushed firmly between her cheeks and she felt his fingers start to tease her pussy, teasing her with pleasure. A blush began to form as Leona thought of the picture that was here, her Masters hand in her pussy and her on her hands and knees. "My, you are a wet little slut today, Leona," commented Paul casually as his fingers started to push inside her pussy. Just pushing two fingers in and out slowly, spreading her juices around his fingers and sending feelings of delight reverberating through Leona's nervous system. She thought irreverently of wagging her bottom like a true bitch but sensibly decided against it, just happy to enjoy her Master's touch and the feelings it gave her. "We have a very busy day today, Leona. We have all those promises I made to fulfil and all your punishments that need satisfying; not forgetting the punishment for your tardiness with the car the other day." Leona felt a frisson of excitement send a shiver down her spine straight to her pussy which was getting wetter and wetter. 25 minutes with the rabbit only starting from the first orgasm! What a lovely punishment her master had given her!' "The only problem is that I cannot follow up with Celia's suggested punishment of a caning so we must make sure that we buy one at the market on Sunday. I would hate to disappoint you or her for that matter." There was a smile in her master's voice as he said this and she knew that he had understood her calling him a sod was only in jest and because she was a bratty sub! Her body was reacting to the steady fingering that her Master was giving her and she began to desire her first orgasm, aching for the release of coming. She felt his thumb start to caress her clit, circling it, rubbing it and realised that He knew she was ready to orgasm and was increasing her need. His fingers pushing in and out of her, his thumb rubbing her clit, her mind beginning to go under the onslaught of pleasure that he was inducing in her. Her tummy began to tremble and she knew that she was almost ready to come; she was just about to ask her Master for permission to come when he stopped! Bastard! She knelt there, her knees beginning to ache, her feet cramped in the tight shoes and her nipples hurting with the clamps on; but, most of all, the desperate need in her pussy that was begging to be assuaged, the hungry, even voracious, demand of her pussy for that orgasm that was so close. She could feel his fingers motionless in her pussy, his thumb resting on her clit and knew that he was teasing her. She gritted her teeth in determination not to ask Him, to wait patiently until He decided that she was worthy of an orgasm, but it was sooo difficult!! Then he started again. Wonderful! He was harder and faster as his fingers pushed into her firmly and rapidly, his thumb rubbing her clit firmly and deliberately as he pushed into her. Oooohhhhhhh that was wonderful. She could feel her body losing control, those delicate tremors and shakes that she had no control over as mind became lost in her pussy, involuntary tremors that revealed her need to be satisfied. She was edging on that crest of the wave, her mind going higher and higher, her breathing fast and furious, heart beating and beating, faster and faster. Then he stopped!! Fucking BASTARD!! Leona in Brazil Mike journeys to Brazil, and discovers a sultry Latina by the name of Leona. Adults Only. All characters are 18+ Written by LoneGarif * Mike had never been to Brazil before. In fact what inspired him to take the plunge and journey to the South American country was precisely because of the tales of the visually stunning women of Brazil. It also helped that Mike has taken a liking to Latino women, having seen many in his lifetime who look like the same women from those infamously raunchy South American game shows, sporting half naked and sensuously dressed contestants. Short skirts, revealing clothing and thongs were the usual attire. He will never forget seeing the game show where the female contestants would compete in a bowling game, wearing dangerously short skirts, who would line up one by one, each dancing and twirling to a lively Latin beat, and a cheeky cameraman who would zoom in on each beauty as she bent over to bowl revealing a most glorious view of her thonged ass. Standard fare for a TV show, such was the sexy party culture of Latin America! And so Mike journeys to the Country of Brazil, in search of a good time -- and debauchery. The hotel resort was beaming with tourists from around the world. The usual imagery from any movie depicting exotic holiday scenes is enough to describe the collage of stereotypical looking tourists. But never mind the old couples, married folks, and holiday goers -- Mike has already seen a blur of exotic Brazilian beauties who scuttle left and right of his vision, all sporting rather non-conservative clothing, ranging from skimpy bikinis to short dresses that rather teasingly cut off close to their lovely behinds. And as if drawn by some invisible lovely scent, he drifts off in the direction of the wayward trail of Latin beauties, on their way to the pool side. He stood at the entrance to the pool. Before his eyes were countless Latina angels dressed in tantalizingly sparse swimwear, glittering and sparkling with wet bodies, singing a chorus of care-free nymph-like laughter, prancing about as if Mike had stumbled upon a secret paradise hidden away from the world that he had discovered, for himself, a Latina heaven. A treat such as this, is surely a treat from heaven on earth. But from across the pool he spied a particular specimen of Latin Beauty gazing straight at him. With shoulder length dark hair, lusciously coffee brown skin tone, a curvaceous physique and a pink bikini sporting butterfly designs, she sits gracefully perched upon a bench, as if she had been waiting all along for his arrival. Mike stood stunned. Amidst the frolicking poolside hotties lay a lone Latina who caught Mike's attention with her lustful gaze. And as if she could read his naughty thoughts, she looks in his direction with a sultry look that would stir the loins of any man caught in her stare of lust. With the parting of her legs she further teases him with the parting of her thong to the side revealing tan lines and her neatly shaven bush. Mike was solid -- both in posture and in his shorts. He couldn't move. She had him in her grasp. The surrounding chirping of feminine laughter was drowned out by the sudden mental isolation of just Mike and her. Nothing else existed. There was only this erotic scene with a beckoning, sultry Latina and from a short distance away a man and his growing erection. Was this enough for her? No. The heat escalated with her sudden re-positioning as she was now sitting on all fours with her rear end pointed toward a frozen Mike. The tropical sunny day revealed an almost bizarre, but primal sight -- that of a man in lust, and a woman presenting her delicious pussy topped off with a cheeky smile, as if to say; "You are a man, and I am a woman. This is how we communicate our desires, and this is how I will lure you." Mike could feel beads of sweat dripping slowly but surely off his brow. A gulp peeps from his mouth. With a throbbing cock pulsating embarrassingly clear in sight to the Latina, he would feel his arousal in the pit of his stomach. It was almost painful. And yet with a physical distance between them, somehow, he could feel her sexual energy close to his stiffy, a feeling that made him feel vulnerable. It was a feeling that only on rare occasions did he experience throughout his life. Not the usual boner, but a different kind of excitement that made his knees weak, with a growing sensation of sharpness in his loins and stomach. She continued her lust inducing tease, by peeling off her thong and realigning herself so that she was now on her knees, presenting her round, sexy behind pointing achingly towards his member. She began a little dance, still on her knees, swinging her ass slowly and sensuously side to side, to which Mike could only imagine how his cock would feel against such a mass of fine female ass, hypnotized at the sight of such raw sexual signals that expressed the one universal language that man and woman understood. There was just something so primal and raw about a beautiful woman swaying her hips in the presence of a man. Mike watches as she now heads towards a patch of grass with a blanket laying ready for her. She stands with her side toward Mike, falls sharply to her knees, looks at Mike, and then with a wink and a smile she lands her hands upon the blanket, once again assuming the on all fours position. She pokes her tongue out and upwards. Her way of saying; "Come over here." Mike approaches. Lands on his knees, just behind her, feels her rump with his sweaty hands, feeling the soft texture of fine ass. With a willing tongue he licks her hip sliding his way toward her rump. She moans -- her nymph like voice adds another dimension of sensuality. Her smile turns devious as she peers behind her and looks intimately towards Mike. They lock eyes - a moment that lasts for a few seconds. His face showed uncertainty. Her face showed naughty intent............. Mike was in ecstasy. Her mouth felt like heaven. She would bob her head up and down in an arch-like manner, with lips that would grip and suckle his dick, a tongue that would flick and twirl the tip of his swollen penis. Such a naughty adventurous tongue, coaxing his knob with intimate flickering that dug deep into his helmet flesh, digging and twirling around his cock tip. She nursed his manhood with a loving pair of hands that cupped and supported the weight of his shaft, with her face close to his member, and a tongue that massaged up and down his cock. He was trapped in her penile embrace. They began to ravage each other creating a scene that Mike had only hoped for. He journeyed to Brazil and found his Brazilian lover. Her name was Leona. Leonard Leonard nervously answered the knock on the motel room door, opening to see a tall, very well built black man with a shaved head wearing a leather jacket and jeans. "Is this Candi's room?" he asked in a deep voice. "Over here, hun," a cheery female voice called from behind Leonard. The wormy teen stepped out of the way, or else he feared this large man would simply walk over him like he was a puny dog. Leonard closed the door to see his mother, now stripped down from her elegant blouse and skirt to a skimpy outfit that made him wonder if she had any shame at all. She wore a lingerie ensemble made of teal silk; her bra, defying gravity as they held up her rather large DD's, had golden leaves cascading across the underside of the cups. She hugged the black man before he bent down to plant his thick lips on her mouth, Leonard was frozen in horror as he watched his mom kiss the black man back, it felt like they were making out for ten minutes before they finally broke for air with an audible smack. "It's good to see you again, Big Tony," Ramona, Leonard's mom, said as she looked the muscular man up and down. He went about removing his jacket, handing it to Leonard who dutifully took it after Tony threatened him to not mess it up as the skinny eighteen year old boy hung it up with the hanger on the rack behind the door; the coat was bigger than him. Tony was wearing a white wife beater undershirt as Leonard couldn't help check out the rest of his mother's body. She wore matching teal panties that didn't fully cover her round ass; a garter belt and matching teal thigh-high stockings without any shoes, so she was barely chest level with the 6'3" black man. Ramona had ordered her son to come along to film her match with a client, that was when Leonard realized his mom was a sexfighter for hire. Now standing in his jeans and undershirt, Tony took Ramona's hand and lead her over to sit on the edge of bed. She snapped her fingers and told Leonard to start recording; the lamp in the background on the nightstand added appropriate backlight as Leonard stood in the corner with the Sony camcorder, so heavy he had to prop it up on his shoulders even though it was only a few pounds. Tony and Ramona kissed some more before he started moving his way down Leonard's mother's neck with little pecks as she purred. He broke away and reached behind Ramona's back to unclasp her bra as she slowly pulled it away by herself, teasing the large black man. "It's been so long since I saw those sexy tits of yours," Tony said as his eyes were drawn like magnet's to Ramona's large, full breasts. Even for being forty-two, her melons sagged very little despite their girth. "You have something 'big' I haven't seen for awhile either," Ramona smiled as she rubbed the bulge in Tony's jeans. She slowly got down on her knees, unzipping Tony's fly gently as the outline of a obelisk seemed to pop out of his pants. He wore black boxer briefs; Ramona cooed as she gazed at the large missile pointed upwards. Tony lifted his hips as Leonard watched his mom wiggle the black man's jeans down around his ankles. Tony was sitting back on his hands now as he kicked his pants off his feet while Ramona seemed awestruck by the sheer size of Tony's erection. "Damn, I think it's gotten bigger," she giggled, her slender white hand trying to encircle the dark monolith before her but couldn't quite encircle the base so she slowly jacked it up to the tip. Tony sighed as Ramona almost seemed to drool while Leonard moved to the side to get a good angle of his mother practically worshipping the big cock in front of her. She leaned in to kiss it, tentatively, like it was a wild animal that might attack her. Ramona looked up in Tony's eyes as she planted soft kisses along the head and shaft before moving down to the his sack. She deftly yanked the waistband down and said she couldn't wait anymore before plunging the meat stick between her lips. Tony gasped and moaned loudly as Ramona fought to shove the massive prick further in her mouth. Ramona made loud sucking noises as she slid her fist up and down his pole while trying to gag herself on the big black dick. To Leonard, it looked abnormally large, maybe fifteen inches and wider than his own hand. Tony put a hand on the top of her head as Ramona bounced her own mouth up and down on the cock before he pulled her off by her shoulder length brown hair. He tossed her onto the bed and quickly dove on top of Leonard's mom, pinning her wrists down. "Oh no, sweetie," Tony said, almost like he was out of breath. "You're not gonna end it that fast, we've only just begun," he said, smiling before dipping his head down to suck on Ramona's stiff nipple. She kicked and squealed but soon she began moaning softly as the black man's cheeks hollowed out while he sucked Ramona's titty so hard her eyes were rolling back in her head. Leonard felt like he should help his mom who squirmed on the bed, trying to break Tony's grip, but stood there impotently and kept filming as the black man called his mom a "horny old slut" before he switched to sucking on her other nipple. "Yea you're the one who's been begging for this pussy for months, you're just not man enough to take it," she laughed. Tony had one leg over his mother's thigh so she couldn't shut her legs together. He held both of her wrists in his one big hand as he started fingering Ramona, pushing his thick digit through the leg hole of her panties and into her wet cunt. "I bet you want my tongue again, that made your ass squirt last time," Tony chuckled and wiggled Ramona's panties down while her stocking-clad toes stroked his protruding cock. "I think you want to put that inside me first, don't ya?" Ramona said in her sexy smokers voice that made Leonard gulp, noticing for the first time he had a hard-on as he watched his mother wrestling with the black man. Tony seemed to freeze as Ramona's toes stroked his member, this allowed her to slip one hand free. Tony tried to capture it but she clamped her thighs shut, trapping his hand inside her twat. She used her free hand to quickly stroke Tony's dong, causing his to body to stiffen again, gasping like he had just run a mile. She used her grip on his tool to push him onto his back where she still had his hand trapped between her thighs, as she slid at a perpendicular angle to once again swallow his shaft. Now with both hands free, she pulled his underwear down further as she rubbed his hairless big black nuts; they were as large as tomatoes in her fist. He moaned as she slid her panties down her thighs after Tony took his hand out for Leonoard's mother to lick clean of her own juices. Ramona slithered on top of him like a serpent, and planting both hands on his abdominal muscles, dropped her pussy on top of his massive cock. Now her breath caught in her chest as she fought to fit the impossibly big dick inside her. Tony was moaning, saying how tight Leonard's mom was as the scrawny boy filmed from behind, getting a zoomed in focus of the black member stretching Ramona's smooth pussy lips. They fornicated like that until Tony seemed to get the advantage, grabbing onto Ramona's plump ass with both hands. He slapped her cheek hard, Ramona let out a groan that seemed to signify she enjoyed it as Tony told her to ride that dick; grabbing onto her waist and bouncing Ramona up and down on his mighty shaft. Leonard could see his mom's legs quivering, as her moans increased in frequency. Suddenly she hopped off, trying to catch herself before she came. "Oh no, you're not getting away that easy, bitch," Tony roared and grabbed Ramona's arm, pulling it behind her back as he used it for leverage to bend her over on all fours. He shoved his coal black cock inside her as she moaned, "OH GOD YESS!" as the sound of their hips slapping echoed in the small motel room. Ramona had to bite the bedspread to keep from screaming as her nails dug into the fitted sheet to prevent her from sliding off from the onslaught. "WHO'S...PUSSY...IS...IT?" Tony asked in a steady rhythm as he pounded Ramona's hungry cunt. "OH GODDD!" she screamed. "OH FUCK IT'S YOUR PUSSY BABYYYY," she screamed a guttural war cry as Tony continued to fuck Ramona through an orgasm so intense she went limp and Leonard thought she might've passed out but a quick slap on the ass had his mom thrusting her ass back up once again. Tony, apparently not done, flipped Ramona over her back and slowly inserted his rod into her ass. She held her own stocking-clad legs up high, allowing Tony better access. His dick, still wet from their combined juices, slid almost effortlessly into Ramona's rectum. She bit her own thigh to keep from crying as the force of his pounding had them both sliding off the cheap bed. Not deterred, as Leonard ran around the other side to keep filming, Tony, still with the head of his long cock up Ramona's poop chute, had the milf's shoulders on the carpeted floor of the motel room, almost like he had Jushin powerbombed her and she was being pinned at the edge of the bed. He ceaselessly continued fucking her ass as Ramona rubbed her own clit with her legs up in the air like they were resting in invisible stirrups until Tony's grunts became more frequent and he pulled his dick out, blasting his seed all over Ramona's tits, chest, and chin. After a few minutes the couple cooled down; Ramona got a shower as Tony put his clothes back on, after using the bedspread to wipe his dick clean. He reached into the pocket of his leather coat, Leonard offered it back when Tony requested it while the kid had been browsing through the recorded footage on the side display. He handed Leonard a wad of cash equaling five thousand dollars. "She's earned it," he said, still a little out of breath, and told Leonard he would call again in a couple months when he was back near Baltimore. After he left, Ramona never said another word about the large black man. She edited the tape herself the next day and handed a manilla envelope to Leonard, telling him to put it in the mailbox, addressed to a P.O. box in Atlanta to the name of Tony the Tiger. Leonard Redux: The Return of Beth Leonard Redux, or The Return of Beth Taylor There it stood. Proud. A testament to his manhood, and to Beth?s talents. A thick, glistening shaft of black manhood. Ten inches tall, easily two inches across and ramrod straight, pointing to the ceiling. It was circumcised and beautiful? such an amazing cock that even the man secretly watching the scene develop enjoyed staring at it. The ebony tower pulsed, rocking as if in a strong wind. The man?s blood continued to course through his veins, past his massive testicles, each the size of a bloated golf ball, behind the coarse, tightly curled pubic hair and up the shaft of his massive erection. It pushed into the ripe, pink, delectable knob at its crown. Each pulse made the bulbous head shake slightly. As it rose above the man?s athletic torso, the cock tapered slightly from the base against his groin towards the glistening crown. The shaft curved ever so slightly towards the man?s chest, and a bit off to the left. The flesh was dark, much darker than the chocolate of the rest of his body? the contrast one a dark and bittersweet European chocolate against a more gentle milk chocolate. Whatever the flavour, Beth Taylor loved chocolate. A soft piece of piano music played but the room was otherwise silent. Light from a dozen candles placed all around the room illuminated the area with a warm, subtle light that the perfect complement for the music. The silence of the black man showed that he understood that a single word would mean the end of the game. His name was Leonard and he lay on his back, low to the ground. His hands were snugly tied, each to a hook screwed firmly into the frame of the futon that held him. His legs were also spread wide and tied off to hooks at the foot of the small bed. Leonard?s body dwarfed the mattress as his hips rested within a foot of the bottom of the bed. And Leonard was completely nude. His body glistened with the sheen of massage oil that Beth had been rubbing into it for a long time now. She had convinced Leonard that he would enjoy the little game, and he was up for anything, as long as it involved his luscious, buxom, blonde goddess: Beth. Leonard was a friend of Beth?s from a trade show where they had met about a year previously. He was 32 years old, about seven years Beth?s junior. He stood six feet, one-inch tall and had the build of a track and field athlete: powerful arms flowed into strong shoulders and a rippled, muscular chest. His legs, as he lay on the bed, were tensed slightly, making the muscles in his thighs distinctive, and sensual. His hands were large, even for his frame; Beth has said many times that it simply proved the old adage that a man?s cock was reflected in his hands and feet. It certainly was true in Leonard?s case. Now, the man lay there, as he had for an hour or more, naked and bound. He was powerless, and Beth made him believe it, of course, as she continued her ministrations upon his flesh. Unfortunately, or was that fortunately, Beth had yet to touch Leonard?s cock. This had pushed him into a delicious but agonizing period of erection. He had long prided himself on cock-control, but this was something new; his busty lover now had him in her grasp, both literally, and figuratively. It was going to be a long afternoon. With Leonard?s cock at its massive maximum, Beth continued to slide her warm hands over the lover?s dark skin. Still she continued to avoid his penis. She had begun with a light drizzle of massage oil from a squeeze bottle, letting it run first onto his chest from waist high. The thin stream had traced a random pattern across Leonard?s pecs as he flexed them for his lover. The oil dripped down one powerful thigh, then across the other. It ran over his flesh, glistening erotically and highlighting the man?s musculature and smooth skin. She had finished her preparations by dripping the lightly-scented oil, one drop at a time, onto Leonard?s soft penis. It had been laying conspicuously? how can such a massive piece of man-flesh, even soft, not be conspicuous?? along one thigh. Soon, the drips had caused a reaction and the monster that was her lover?s cock began to stir. The shaft thickened first, rising slightly, then the cockhead. Beth stopped dripping the oil on Leonard. That was enough, she knew. At this point she was still completely dressed, and in her best office outfit, too. It was a dark fuchsia silk and linen blend suit with a skirt tight enough to highlight Beth?s ample, but not excessive, ass. Across the front, where it pulled tight, anyone looking could see the hint of a prominent pubic mound. (Leonard?s eyes had been drawn to that the moment she had unbuttoned her blazer.) The blazer itself was tailored perfectly as she had had it custom-made. It hung loosely and unbuttoned, allowing a sheer white blouse to peak through every time Beth moved. And each time it showed, so did the lacy, dark purple bra that was underneath. Leonard watched every move his lover made. He found it impossible to pull his eyes away. While he loved the outfit Beth wore, he especially liked the way her legs looked in those heels. They were a closed-toe pump with a 4-inch heel that succeeded in every way: they lengthened her legs beautifully, tightening the calves and pushing Beth?s hips forward slightly. They were the perfect match for the sheer stockings with a hint of metallic flecks in the them. As Beth walked all around Leonard she would pause to give him the show he desired. For several minutes at a time she would pose, standing still to give him a clear view. She would cross her arms beneath her breasts, pushing them up against the fabric and lean forward to give him the best view. His eyes never left the deep cleavage she offered. Once in a while, Beth would remove a piece of clothing. The jacket was first, then the skirt, finally the blouse. Now she stood directly in front of Leonard, only a few feet from his face but beyond his ability to touch any part of her. She still wore her heels and stockings? they were the self-supporting type that ended high on the thigh with a lacy and delicate border. Beth also wore dark purple panties, the tiniest she owned. They were tight, sheer and left little to the imagination as Leonard could clearly see wisps of blonde pubic hair atop the engorged lips of her pussy. Already there was a wet area forming in the expensive fabric. The matching purple bra was a half-cup which allowed Beth?s ample bosom to be exposed in the generous way she liked it. Her nipples, hard as diamonds from the heat of the situation, poked at the lace of the bra?s fabric. They were thick and rubbery when she was in this state. Easily the size of thimbles, they were also the most erotic spot on her body. She had often told her lovers to suck on them hard and to play with her tits because that was enough to make her come. Sucking on one of Beth?s nipples was the same as pulling at her clit with your teeth; it was electric! Beth stood directly in front of Leonard now. She had devoted almost two hours to preparing him for the next stage of his afternoon. She had rubbed her hands all over his body, spending long periods gliding her hands along his muscular thighs. She had sucked on his nipples and bitten his lips. She had held his balls in her hands? it took both of them to comfortably hold both testicles at the same time. But she had never touched any part of his cock. That was why it was straining so hard to reach the ceiling now. It pulsed, throbbed, rocked back and forth and still Beth avoided touching the monument to her sexuality. As Leonard watched she began to sway gently in front of him. The sensual dance was intended as the final preparation and she played with it for a long time. As she danced, Beth carefully slid her tiny panties down her legs until they lay on the floor at her feet. She didn?t touch the bra, the stockings or the shoes. She didn?t need to for the next stage. All this time, the watcher watched from the next room. He, too, had undressed and now sat naked upon a stool. His own cock remained untouched, but as hard as Leonard?s, if not quite so massive. Beth moved forward until her knees rested against the futon between Leonard?s outstretched legs. The pleading in her lover?s eyes told Beth all she needed to know. This man with almost unnatural control of his cock, and of his come, was nearing a point where he might actually lose control. This was the moment Beth had been waiting for. With her pussy dripping its lubrication, Beth moved towards the massive hardon in front of her. Without touching any part of Leonard, she moved into a position that straddled his body. She knelt on the bed, one knee on either side of his hips. Now her thighs were resting against his, and in front of her stood almost a foot of rigid cock. It was pulsing wildly now in anticipation of what it hoped would happen next. Beth was not going to disappoint. By now the man in the other room had started to breathe hard as he too anticipated what was to come next. His eyes were glued to the 21 inch monitor that sat on top of a dresser. In one hand he held a remote control that gave him complete choice of the view on the monitor. It controlled two cameras placed discretely in the room. They could zoom and pan to see almost any corner/ Naturally, the bed had been placed in a perfect spot for the show. He had seen to that himself. As he stared at a closeup shot of the dark meat on the monitor, his own thick erection throbbed painfully. He refused to touch it still. Beth sat astride Leonard?s thighs. His amazing appendage stood in front of her, only inches from her breasts. As much as she would have loved to drop her head down to engulf the cock before her, or to wrap her big tits around it, she refused to give in. This was about her cunt, and his monster cock, nothing else. She squatted slightly, placing herself in position directly above her lover?s throbbing manhood. It stuttered as it waited. Would Beth need to grasp it to line it up with her pussy? She did not want to have to, but if need be?. One more look towards Leonard?s face confirmed his state of arousal, and his need for relief. She slowly began to lower her cunt towards the knob atop his cock. She softly rubbed the head with the outside of her pussy, its glistening lips lubricating the tip of the giant cockhead. Leonard pressed his hips upwards, dying to reach her cunt. Beth would have none of it and she leaned back, away from his massive tool, and sat back on her haunches. It almost destroyed Leonard?s concentration, but he knew better. He stopped. Again, Beth raised her hips into position above her lover?s wonderful cock. This time he held still, except of course for the nodding of his cock? that was it?s own decision, he knew, and Leonard could do nothing about it. Beth loved the feeling of total control she had over this man, the one who had so completely taken her back in Vancouver a year before. He had fucked her every possible way: sitting, standing, upside down in the shower, leaning against a railing 20 floors above a busy street. He had fucked her tits and her cunt, her ass and her mouth? no, her throat! And she had loved every moment of it. This was her chance to pay him back. Squatting calmly above Leonard?s rigid manhood, Beth recalled that night. It almost made her lose her own concentration, giving in to the need she felt deep inside her cunt. But she held back, knowing it would be all worthwhile? eventually. Her pussy gaped open, the outer lips thick with her excitement. There was moisture glistening as it spread slowly from deep inside her vagina. Her inner lips were equally prepared for what should have come next. Again, Beth slowly moved her cunt into contact with Leonard?s cockhead. She stopped. Using a gentle motion of her hips, Beth spread her moisture all over the knob until the whole crown of her man?s cock was coated and slippery. By now Leonard was moaning, almost in pain. In the room, the watcher was sliding one finger along the underside of his cock. More than that and there was no way he would last. He knew there was so much more to happen. Now that she had completely prepared his cock with her pussy juice, Leonard knew that she would want to surprise him by sitting hard on his groin, going hard and deep. He strained with all his concentration not to thrust up into his big-titted, blonde lover. He knew that any such action would put off his pleasure yet again. He did his best to pulse his shaft across her labia, and her clitoris, but it was just beyond even his reach. Leonard was disappointed. Beth did not impale herself as he had been expecting. Instead, she sat down on his stomach with his erection pressing up against her generous ass. She slid her drenched cunt along his belly. Slowly. Very slowly. Her hips swayed front to back, side to side, each movement coating his muscular body with her juices. The watcher looked on. He, too, was surprised that Beth had not starting fucking the man yet. She was amazing, he thought. He stroked his meat a few times, then stopped as the pleasure built yet again. On the screen, Beth had reached the black man?s throat with her cunt. She looked down at Leonard, appreciating the look in his eye as her lusted for her from between her breasts. Beth knew that her best asset, as far as he was concerned, were her ample tits with their thick, crowning nipples. As she sat upon her lover?s chest she reached out to the low table beside the bed, and picked up a bottle of flavoured oil. As Leonard looked up at her, Beth dripped some of the oil directly onto her massive tits. A thin stream trailed down between them, making it way inexorably towards her pussy. She brought both her hands to her breast, gathering up the oil and massaging it into herself. Her hands moved luxuriously across her flesh, one hand trailing into the sparse little tuft of hair atop her pubic mound. The other hand continued to rub the oil into her tits. They shone in the dancing candlelight. Leonard looked up into Beth?s eyes, imploring her to do something about his needs. Recognizing this, Beth pressed back with the globes of her ass and rubbed against the raging shaft against her. But no more. She refused to even touch it yet. But she did turn around enough to drizzle a stream of the oil directly onto the head. Leonard moaned as the warm oil coated his penis and dripped into the tightly curled pubic hair at its root. But no relief. This was becoming a torture? but of the most delicious kind. The man next door continued to watch, frozen to the action on the screen. Beth was a most amazing lover, he decided. But he?d already known that. His hand was wrapped firmly around his own shaft; his bulbous cockhead stuck out several inches beyond the fist that held it. It was deep, deep purple, the result of such a long anticipation. The man dared not stroke more than a few passes at a time? he had long ago decided that he would not come until Leonard was ready. His heart raced as he zoomed the camera into his wife?s lover?s face. Beth was shiny with oil now. Her pussy was drenched with a delicious mixture of the oil and the juices that poured so copiously from her body. Her thick lips were only a few inches from Leonard?s own lips. She slid her hips forward, pressing her cunt against his chin, across his lips and up to his nose. This, she buried into herself, but it was not enough for anyone. She moved back, placing herself directly above Leonard?s mouth and whispered ever so quietly,?you can tongue me now.? Leonard could not believe it. In fact, he thought he had imagined her saying that he should touch her pussy with his tongue. He hesitated, then stuck the tip of his tongue out to see what Beth would do. She moved herself closer. Leonard knew, now, and he slowly slid his tongue out into the abyss that was Beth?s luscious vagina. The watcher changed cameras with his remote. This angle, from above the bed, gave him the view he needed. His wife, with her so-pale flesh, sat upon a tightly muscled black man who was now extending a bright pink tongue into her pussy. Coming in as close as the camera could, he watched the man?s tongue as it licked up along one side of Beth?s cunt, then down the other side. It would stop and tickle the engorged nub of her clit, but only in a quick, teasing move. It never stayed in one place long. This guy?s as amazing as she told me, he mumbled aloud. Beth was enjoying the tongue fuck she was getting. She could feel orgasms, yes, more than one, massively building insider her. Her nipples were taught, as hard and rubbery as they could possibly be. The oil made her flesh shine, reflecting the candles around the bed. She was enjoying the teasing of the tongue as it played all over her pussy. Then Leonard planted his full mouth against the top of her cunt, flashed his tongue hard again and again across her clitoris. Beth screamed out a massive orgasm, and pushed hard against Leonard?s mouth. He continued tonguing her clit hard, chewing on it and rubbing his lips against her own. Beth was coming as she had never come before. That was saying something. Leonard knew he had done well. He watched those wonderful, pendulous tits shaking as Beth came again and again. He loved the taste of his lover, and what he had done for her. The man in front of the monitor decided that the time was approaching when he, too, would have to come. But not yet. Leonard hadn?t. As her lover gently licked at her pussy lips, bringing her down slowly from the amazing orgasms she had enjoyed, Beth continued to quiver with mini-comes as she relaxed. Before long, she had regained her senses. She could still feel the iron-hard manhood pressed against her ass. It was just about time to let Leonard enjoy himself as she had. Beth got up from the bed and stood a few inches from Leonard?s left hand. She knelt down, one knee on the floor, and placed her right tit into the man?s hand, telling him,? feel my big boob, lover.? He did. It felt amazing for both of them. By now Beth?s husband, Martin, was almost out of his mind with desire, a demand to ejaculate. Not yet. The time would be soon. He watched. Beth moved back into position at the foot of the bed. This time she did not hesitate but knelt down and took Leonard directly into her wet, warm mouth. She could hold only the head and an inch or two of the shaft in that position. But she swallowed what she could, and stayed motionless. All she did was squeeze the back of her mouth around the bulging knob. At the same time, Leonard pulsed his cock hard, pushing it against Beth?s lips and against the inside of her mouth. He knew she was an amazing cocksucker and did not want to miss a second of the pleasure that was building. Beth moved her head up and down on Leonard?s rock-hard cock, each time taking the same amount of his flesh into her mouth. She could feel his desire building. That was when she slipped one hand down to cradle his huge balls. In her smallish hand only one fit at a time, so she used both hands to cup and tickle his testicles. Her fingernails dragged across the tightly wrinkled flesh of his sac, bringing yet another moan to his lips. It took only a dozen or so pumps with her mouth to bring Leonard nearly to ejaculation. Beth was an expert. She grasped his thick cock with both hands (it took the both to surround the shaft) and squeezed hard against the underside at the base of the pillar of his flesh. This held off what she knew would be a massive eruption. It was time to get serious? for all three of the players. Beth decided that the time to fuck had finally arrived. She was drenched with the anticipation of Leonard?s huge cock filling up every cubic inch of her pussy as she knew only he could? of course, there had been that big English cucumber with Paul, now that she thought of it. She said in a clear voice,?I just cannot get over how full your cock makes me, Leonard.? Leonard Redux: The Return of Beth He quietly replied,?Please fuck me, Beth!? Martin knew things were coming to a head. He only hoped that Beth had not forgotten the plan. She hadn?t. As Leonard remained there, stretched out and tied firmly to the bedframe, it was time to implement the final bit of her plan. She picked up a blindfold from the chair behind her. With it she covered Leonard?s eyes completely so that he was completely unable to see. It was time for Martin to join in. When he saw his wife tie the fabric across Leonard?s eyes, Martin knew the time had come. He made sure the tape was still recording, and stepped out of the room silently, and naked. His erection was pounding hard. It bobbed, but only slightly, against his stomach as he walked the ten feet to where Beth stood. He moved silently since Leonard was not to know what was happening. That was part of the surprise, and the excitement for the couple. As Martin stood by the bed, carefully holding his cock, Beth mounted Leonard, once more squatting above the tree that was his cock. This time, however, it would be different. She rubbed his purple glans with her pussy, wetting it down once more. But she was ready. Leonard was ready. Martin was not so sure, but his cock sure was. Although Martin was more excited than he had ever been, he had some reservations about tonight. While both he and Beth had had many wonderful and exciting sexual adventures, this was a new one. He would be participating directly with a man? it was the first time. Beth slid the giant knob into her pussy and held it there for a moment. She could feel her lips being stretched as wide as possible. It was a wonderful feeling, a precursor to what was to be another tremendous fuck by a true cocksman, an expert. She pressed down slightly, taking the first three or four inches of Leonard?s shaft into her body. Again she paused. Martin was now kneeling beside the bed, his face only a foot from the cock and pussy before him. Unbeknownst to him, this was when Leonard realized that a third person was involved: he could feel a hot breath on his hip. This would be interesting? Beth continued engulfing the big black cock with her cunt. She slid another three inches into herself, making it a full eight inches of shaft inserted. The wave of an orgasm grabbed her as she held herself steady atop the black pole. With the peak of her second orgasm, Beth let herself fall fully onto her BBC, her big black cock. She called out in pleasure,?fuck me hard, Leonard. Please fuck me!!? Though blinded and tied down, Leonard?s hips were free, as was his cock. And he was fit and strong. It was almost easy for him to thrust up into Beth, raising her whole body with his. Each time he would penetrate the blonde with the great tits down to his root, the withdraw everything but his huge cockhead. Again and again he abused Beth?s cunt with his pounding. And she took each thrust perfectly, her hips matching his every motion, and adding some of her own to add to his pleasure. They fucked hard. And because Leonard was, after all, a master of control, he did not come. Not yet. He was not ready. But he wondered who was touching him now. There was a soft hand on his thigh where it met Beth?s flesh. Each thrust pressed the mysterious hand between their two bodies? it felt good, he thought, but refused to acknowledge it. Better this work out as Beth wished. Meanwhile, the two video cameras whirred and caught every second of the wild bucking and fucking. They saw Martin?s hand gliding along the inside of Leonard?s thigh towards the man?s big balls. One camera was zoomed in close to the spot where cock met cunt, and now where hand gently held testicles. Everyone was happy with the way things were working out, not least Martin who was a just that little bit less anxious. This would be okay, he thought. Meanwhile, Beth could feel her husband?s hand under her ass. Every once in a while it would reach up to touch her pussy, feeling where the strong shaft parted her lips. She could feel Martin every once in a while touching two fingers to the big cock. Whenever this happened, Leonard seemed to slow a bit, leaving part of his cock outside. After a few of these pauses, Martin got really brave. As Beth rose, allowing Leonard to escape from her tunnel, Martin carefully wrapped his own fist around the wet, emerging cock. Could Leonard know that this was not Beth?s own hand? He must, my hands can?t reach all the way around that piece of meat, and Martin?s sure does. To make sure, she leaned forward onto her lover?s chest and pinched each of his nipples with a hand. There had to be three hands! Leonard knew that Beth was telling him about the mystery lover. It was a most incredible feeling, not knowing who was holding your cock. It felt great. Certainly this lover knew how to treat a man?s erection. The cameras silently did their work. By now Beth had raised herself completely off her BBC. She had turned to face Martin, putting her cunt on Leonard?s mouth once more. His muffled thanks were clear enough. She watched Martin as he also added oil to the beautiful cock before him. While neither he nor Beth had planned this part, it was certainly working out nicely. After the blindfold, it was to be played by ear, or was that by cock? Martin knew how to masturbate a cock, but it was huge! Just like any of the lovers that had been treated to this particular BBC, Martin also used both hands. He slid them back and forth along the oily shaft, circulating them one way then the other. The oil made the work a joy. Martin could not believe how erotic this actually felt. In the many years that he and Beth had been playing with other couples, never once had he got this far along playing with another man. Sure, he had touched the occasional cock and even stroked one a few times, but this was all new. He was going to make a man come. Beth was equally enamoured with Martin?s efforts. She was positively glowing with pride as she watched her man masturbate the biggest cock she had ever enjoyed. Best of all, Martin was smiling at her enthusiastically, letting her know that he was enjoying himself. Beth ground herself just a bit against Leonard?s probing tongue, and she leaned forward to engulf the head of this cock as her husband slid his hand up and down the huge shaft. She could see that Martin was holding his own cock in his other hand and she wondered when would that beauty would erupt? The cameras watched as a perfectly normal man and wife, with a healthy sexual appetite, worked together to make a bound and blindfolded lover come. The man was sliding his hand along the black shaft with amazing speed now, the hand barely visible to the eye. At the same time, a beautiful, blonde with a great pair of tits was bobbing her head up and down on the very same cock, each time taking only three or four inches so that the man?s hand could continue its work. Leonard was enjoying himself tremendously. He was enjoying the taste of pussy, but even more so the feeling of Beth?s mouth on his cock? it was her mouth, wasn?t it? Despite Martin?s best hopes for secrecy, Leonard had already figured out that the third lover was a man. He could tell first because of the size of the hand that held his cock, but he could also feel the coarseness that could only be a man?s palm. Besides, no woman had ever stroked his cock so expertly; only a man could jack off like that. And what neither Martin or Beth knew was that Leonard was just as comfortable with a man jacking him off as he was for a woman to do it. He was entirely ready to enjoy any form of sexual pleasure. Admittedly, Leonard still preferred women, but who would turn down good sex? That?s crazy, he thought. He had also figured out that the new partner had to be Beth?s husband, Martin. After all, hadn?t she talked about how Martin had subtly been asking about getting into the action with another man? This must have been the plan all along. As he chewed on Beth?s clit, he couldn?t help but smile. This was going to be fantastic! As Martin held the immense black cock, stroking it firmly from stem to knob he began to wonder what it might feel like to have the head in his mouth. But what if Leonard realized it was not Beth? Wouldn?t he freak? What if he got loose, and went nuts on Martin? He didn?t want to take that kind of chance, so he held off? but it did look delicious, didn?t it? The timing could not have been better. As Beth rode Leonard?s mouth, and watched her husband stroke the thick shaft in front of her, she would gobble up the knob and a couple of inches every few strokes of Martin?s hand. Leonard was starting to lose control? she could feel it in his moans, and in the pauses at her cunt. Then, to everyone?s surprise, Leonard spoke,?can I finally take this mask off? I want to meet your husband!? Martin jumped back, letting go of Leonard?s meat as if it was on fire. Beth sat up hard, almost chocking Leonard in the process. There was silence. No one moved. Leonard added,?I loved the way you were jacking me off, Martin. Now I want to meet you.? Silence. Then Beth gathered herself together enough to reply,?that?s not Martin.? ?Sure it is. Actually, I hope it is. I have been loving every moment of this, ever since he came in half an hour ago.? It was Martin who spoke,?Hi. You sure about that?? ?Honest. You felt great and maybe I can return the favour.? Beth stood up, in shock that Martin had not only spoken up, but that he seemed okay with it.?Should I untie him,? she asked her husband. ?Let me do it,? he replied. Then he loosened off the bindings that held Leonard to the bed, but not the blindfold. Leonard asked,?can it take it off now?? ?Sure,? answered Beth.?Leonard, meet my husband, Martin.? To everyone?s surprise, Leonard reached out and took Martin?s cock in his huge hand, and gave it a shake.?Pleased to meet you, too.? Everyone laughed, and all the tension in the room melted away as the two men stood a couple of feet apart, each holding the other?s steel-hard cock. Beth dropped back onto the bed, simply not sure of what to do next. ?Now what?? asked Beth. By now, the men had let go and were both standing facing the blonde goddess. Candlelight flickered on three sweaty, glistening bodies. It was Beth who moved first. She took each of her men by the hand and guided them down to the floor, laying them down side-by-side, just far enough apart for her to kneel between them. There they were, the two hottest men in her life, both sporting mighty erections that were hers to enjoy, and to tame, perhaps. She took one in each hand, Leonard in the right, Martin the left. Although Martin?s cock was beautiful, and large, it could not compare in either girth or length to Leonard. But then again, what a cock it was. She mirrored her every action on both men. If she held Martin?s balls, she did the same with Leonards. When palmed the knob of Leonard?s monster, she also did it to the slightly more modest penis in her left hand. And after liberally coating her husband?s throbbing white member with the flavoured oil, she did the same with the black cock on the right. With her two organs sufficiently prepared, Beth got serious about masturbating her men. Even if her hand barely reached around one, and not at all the other, she was still very good at doing this. Beth had probably jacked off a hundred men in her life, half of them before she had left high school? but that was another story altogether. And here she was with the two cocks that had pleased her the most in her thirty or so years of sex. She could not get over the excitement of the moment and only wished she had one more hand to do herself at the same time. It was as if the men each figured out her need at the same time. Their two hands met in between Beth?s legs, on their way to her cunt. Somehow, they both got in there to play with this amazing woman?s pussy. One rubbed quickly at her clit, the other inserted two fingers into the luscious opening, probing and sliding in and out. All the while, Beth was in heaven. Her cunt was being looked after, an orgasm was about to announce itself to her, and still she was stroking those two wonderful hardons.?I want you guys to both come on me, at the same time,? she said. She stood up, pulling at the erections to get the men to follow her. She threw herself backwards onto the mattress, spread-eagled. Her massive tits were plastered to her chest, but still managed to rise above her body. The nipples were knobs of their own, as they had been for hours, even before Leonard had arrived they had been tightening up in anticipation. Now they were positively painful. She couldn?t imagine how those two great lovers of hers could stand having erections for so long.?I want you one on each side of me, jacking off. And there?ll be a prize for both of you if you come together.? Martin looked across the bed at Leonard who was already stroking his thick shaft. He saw the large hand wrapped completely around the black pole.?You?ve obviously done that before,? he joked aloud. ?You too, it seems. I sure like how your cock looks in your hand, Martin.? Beth just lay there, ever so pleased that this was happening.?Come on, guys! I want sperm, and lots of it!!? With the music playing in the background, and guiding the pace of the two men, Beth was in absolute heaven. She watched one, then the other, as their strong, masculine hands slid smoothly back and forth along their individual flesh. Wow! Leonard was first to speak:?I think I am going to need to come pretty soon, Martin. Are you ready?? ?Ready? Are you kidding, I?ve been killing myself to keep from shooting before you were ready.? ?What? Me, too!? ?On the count of ten then,? decided Martin. And Beth spoke,?ten, nine, eight, seven, six? two, one? shoot all over my tits, you big fuckers!? And did they ever. Holding off an ejaculation for hours sure gave it power. Even though each man was at least a yard away from the bed, the first shot of each man?s come flew fully across the bed and splashed on the legs of the other opposite. Not a drop of the first shot even came close to Beth?s body. But a quick correction in trajectory and both Martin and Leonard made sure their second massive spurts of come landed on Beth. One shot hit her in the tits; the other on the throat. Still stroking their tremendous cocks, the men each knelt on the bed, inches from Beth?s face, and shot another thick stream of their juice onto her body. Beth reached up to take over the stroking. She milked another couple of small spurts from each man, aiming each at her mouth. Then she pulled them each forward to plant a long, wet, and deep kiss on each glans.?Thank you so much.? There she lay, with a puddle of come gathering between her soft mounds. She brought one hand up to capture some of the combined come, and dropped it into her mouth.?Who wants to kiss me?? She asked. Simultaneously, as if planned, each man leaned forward to kiss her lips. She shared the mouthful of come equally with each of her lovers. Surprised, but undaunted, they each made a clear show of swallowing their share. Leonard watched Martin swallow; Martin did the same. And Leonard said,?do you mind I give suck your cock, Martin?? The answer was as clear as could be. Martin dropped onto the bed beside his wife and said,?go for it, you BBC.? Before long, Leonard had made Martin hard as a rock again, and was sporting his own renewed hardon. Martin, looking down at Leonard?s groin, and the monster arising out of it said the single most exciting thing that Beth could have hoped for.?Leonard, how would you like double-fuck my wife? But you?ll have to go into her cunt, I think.? And with that, Beth again had a fantasy come true. Double-penetration by the two most wonderful cocks in the world. Leonard quickly took up a position on his back; Beth sat astride him and placed the head of his BBC at the entrance of her well-lubricated tunnel. Already her thick pussy lips were wrapped around the knob. As she slowly lowered herself onto Leonard?s cock, Martin moved into position behind her, and between the two sets of legs on the bed. He reached down to his wife?s pussy to gather up some of her juices? there was enough there, certainly. He lubricated his own cockhead and pushed it firmly against the tight little orifice of her ass. She was ready and he slipped in easily. First the knob, then an inch or two of his raging cock. She was ready. Leonard had, by now, bottomed out, and was ready to experience his first DP. He had been curious, certainly, but few men ever seemed ready to share like this, and no woman he had ever fucked had ever suggested taking all of his meat, let alone two cocks at the same time. But this was Beth, and he knew she could do it. As Martin was sliding his own meat into his wife?s ass, he could feel the pressure and size that was inside her cunt. What a monster! Martin had fucked her like this before, but never with so large another cock, or even vibrator. This was amazing. Leonard was equally impressed. He could feel the rigid meat going in only a thin barrier away from his cock. What an amazing feeling. He felt the sliding of Martin?s cock gliding in against his own. The two shafts were rubbing directly against one another, with only Beth in between them. This was more than a first for Leonard. Not only had he never experienced something this erotic and pleasurable, but he had never come without intending to. With only a dozen strokes by Martin, and five or six of his own to match, Leonard was shocked to discover that he was coming. And coming hard, too. He went wild with passion, fucking Beth harder and harder. Each time he thrust himself into her to the full extent of his long cock, Martin met him with his own perfectly-timed thrust. Her cunt grasped his meat tightly, adding pleasure to each of their efforts. Together, the two men sandwiched their woman, pounding deeply into her body. Each was coming, shooting their juices deep into her orifices. Beth rode hard, her big tits flapping against Leonard?s face, slapping him hard with their flesh. Martin was holding on to his wife?s hips, pushing himself into her with all his strength, willing himself to come inside her sweet ass. And the three of them, still connected by two cocks in two of Beth?s holes, fell sideways. Exhausted. Happy: they would be ready for more in a little while, of course. - END - Let me know what you think? I?m sure I can fulfill some of your fantasies, much as I have my own?