0 comments/ 16024 views/ 0 favorites Endless By: CJS6 Seemingly endless hours driving the highways and byways seemed to run together. Here I was, making my way from state to state, traveling from the West to the East coast and not knowing or caring what the next day would bring. With my recent divorce finally behind me, I was once again feeling at ease, and not having to worry or wonder what the angered voice on the other end of the phone would say or demand. At the end of each long-drawn-out day, I would reluctantly enter my hotel room knowing full well that an empty feeling would soon fill my body. Reaching for my trusted laptop, I felt a sense of ease knowing that I would soon be reading and replying to the many emails, which would wash away the loneliness. After reading and answering several, I noticed a familiar name, smiled in anticipation, and clicked on it. As the page opened, I read: My Dearest, My heart aches for you, knowing the turmoil you must be going through. I long to hold you close, to comfort you, to ease the pain, and to smother you with kisses. I can almost feel the heat of your body pressed to mine. I’m here for you, waiting patiently. I met her online one-day, back before my marriage fell apart. We chatted with each other at every available opportunity. We would tell each other our problems and try to help and console each other. We shared our dreams and our fantasies. She was always there for me, and I for her. And, at the end of our conversations she would lovingly send me into ecstasy with erotic words. I could always count on her to brighten my day. She held a special place in my heart and I longed to be with her. Being single again, I knew I had one more problem to overcome. She was married! I ached to be with her; to hold her in my arms and never let her go; to shower her with kisses; to consume her; to love her! Even though these and many more thoughts raced through my mind, this dilemma presented me with a very difficult decision. Should I go to her and possibly be held responsible for destroying a marriage? Or, should I, stay away, keep our relationship a platonic one. It was a very agitated night, tossing and turning in my sleep; visions filled my head of the two to us engaged in passionate love. I awakened the next morning, sweaty and amorous. I knew I had to make a decision. Night after night, these reoccurring dreams of erotic encounters haunted me, only to awake the next morning without her. So, with my mind made up, I set out to find her. I carefully studied the map and calculated that it would take me approximately three days of determined travel. On the third day, I pulled into the city where she lived. Anxiety coursed through my body. Would she want to meet me? I decided to check into the nicest hotel I could locate and email her; to ask if she had the time to chat. My mind up, if she said “No” to us getting together, I would understand and move on, but if she said “Yes”? A minute or two passed after I sent the email. I waited anxiously, and then the response came. “I’ll be waiting for you always”, was her reply. With trembling fingers, I pressed the “Log On” button. Almost immediately, I was asked to join her in a private chat room. Words of sensual endearment filled my monitor once I entered. I replied, hesitantly, unsure, did I really want to find out what her response would be? She sensed something wasn’t right and asked. Now came the moment of truth. My body shaking, my fingers feeling heavy, I slowly typed, “Can we meet, I’m here in your town”, pressed the enter button and watched as my questioned appeared on the screen. The seconds that passed seemed like hours, as I awaited her response. The million questions that raced through my mind came to a crashing halt as I read her reply. “YES, WHEN”! I typed back, “You decide”, wanting this meeting to be on her turns, After jotting down the name of the restaurant and the time, that she suggested, I closed our communication with, “I will wait for you with open arms, but if you have second thoughts, please don’t come” and closed the chat line before she could respond. Happiness filled my heart and for the rest of the day I floated on clouds. I called the restaurant and made reservations, explaining that a lady would be joining me. I still had several hours before our meeting and wanted to look my best, if she arrived. I had my haircut, bought a new suit and went to find a florist to purchase three flawless roses, one pure white, one soft yellow and one fiery red. Nervously, I entered the restaurant, was seated and ordered a stiff drink, hoping it would calm my nerves. I don’t usually drink, so by the second one, I was pleasantly relaxed. Looking up, I noticed and incredibly beautiful woman being escorted to my table. Standing, I took her into my arms and whispered, “I prayed you would show”, with her soft painted lips close to mine, she replied, “I would never disappoint you”, and kissed me. The kiss combined with the alcohol, made my knees buckle, but before I could fall, she wrapped her arms tightly around me and seductively pressed me against her. Looking into my eyes, she asked if I was OK. Re-centering my strength, I reassured her that I was fine with a long, slow lingering kiss. A smile cascaded across her face, “did I do that?” she softly whispered. Smiling back, “you will always”, I replied. As I gave her the roses, I asked her is she would like a drink, with a seductive smile she said, “as long as you are on the list”! I had a hard time swallowing her comment and equally hard time trying not to show my arousal. She questioned the three different colored roses, to which I responded with, “White is for the purity of the feelings I have for you. Yellow is for our friendship that I cherish. Red is for love, the loving passion I want to show you”. Looking into her eyes, I could tell she was about to cry, so I asked “would you care for that drink now?”, and watched her nod silently. Throughout diner we visited about everything, every now and then I would feel her foot caress my leg and she would place her hand in my lap. This of course, would make me jump and she would smile and laugh. By the time we had finished our dinner, the band had begun to play. A slow song started and I asked her to join me. Hand in hand, we walked through the crowd, once on the dance floor, as I pulled her close, our bodies started to sway to the enchanting rhythm of the music, both of us grinding into each other. Her head resting on my shoulder, I could feel the electricity coursing through our bodies. I tilted my head; she raised hers, our lips met. I could barely hear the music playing in the back ground as I lost myself to her. Our tongues dueling, all I wanted was to devour her right there and now. As the song ended, we walked back to the table grabbed her things, paid for the meal and drinks and walked out the door. I asked her if she had brought a car, and secretly smiled when she said a friend had dropped her off. Walking to my car, which was parked in a secluded area, I asked her of her intension. With a kiss she said, “Making love with you all night long”. Suddenly, every emotion that I had carried for so long cascaded through my body. A tear appeared in the corner of my eye, with a delicate finger she wiped it off my face. “It’s a tear of happiness”, I said with a smile. Gently, I picked her up and placed her on the hood of my car. Lifting her skirt, I saw she wore only a garter and sheer stockings that encased her beautiful legs. Leaning down, I kissed her inner thighs. Running my tongue the length of her pussy till I found her clit and started to teasingly suck it. Her hands continued to run through my hair as I devoured her. Licking and sucking her incredible juices into my mouth, she was as sweet as wild strawberries growing in the mountains. Inserting a finger inside her, coating it, I cautiously placed it next to her little hole. Rubbing it around, as I pressed lightly and ever so slowly it slid to the first knuckle. An enchanting moan escaped her mouth as I explored her. Thrusting my tongue deep into her pussy and with my finger inside her, I started pushing both into her at a slow pace. Raising one leg, she placed it on my shoulder to give me better access to her delicious juices. Seconds later, moaning loudly, she grabbed my hair, pulled my face hard against her and came. Juices poured into my mouth. Not wanting to let any escape, I licked and sucked feverishly. Realizing that she was too exhaust to move, I lifted her up into my arms, kissed her, and then placed her in my car. A sweet smile filled her face as she snuggled her head into my shoulder during the trip) to my hotel. Her soft delicate hand rubbing my swollen member as she licked and whispered into my ear of all the things she was going to do to me. The drive seemed to take hours, but actually only minutes. Arriving at my hotel room, I once again took her into my arms and carried her across the threshold. Once inside, we kissed feverishly, devouring each other with our mouths. Almost ripping each other’s clothes off, she urged me back towards the bed until I was seated. As she slowly backed away from me, I was able to finally cast my eyes on her beauty, what a site! Her body was incredible, her breasts firm with ¼” hard nipple that reached for the sky and my touch. Her clean-shaven pussy glistened with her sweetness. What else could a man desire more? Wearing only the garter and stockings, she knelt before me, and took my throbbing engorged cock completely into her soft, warm, hungry mouth. Having never felt such an incredible, talented mouth like hers in all my life; I gasped “Oh My God”. Skillfully attempting to push me right to the edge without actually making me cum, she gazed directly into my eyes revealing a twinkle of lustful playfulness as she dipped a finger to her wet valentine, coated it, and painfully slowly massaged her juices around my hole. Never have I been so completely overwhelmed and consumed by an experience before. Suddenly, she took my cock back into her mouth and sucked harder. Pulling my cock from her tiny mouth she said, “cum for me”. Then engulfed me again and with increased suction and her finger playing around my hole, I knew an orgasm was inevitable. Starting at my toes, it washed over me like a strong ocean wave, carrying me into the world of ecstasy. Then she took me into her throat, something that I have always wanted a woman to do, which sent me over the top. Stars circling my head, I poured into her mouth. No one has ever made me cum the way she did. With one more lick, she slid me back onto the bed and straddled me. “You are incredible”, I said. Wiping some of my juices that escaped from the corner of her mouth with a finger she sucked on it. “You haven’t seen anything yet” she giggled seductively. Pulling her to me, I kissed her passionately; as she caressed her pussy on my semi hardened cock. As we kissed, I gently moved her onto her side facing me. Lowered my face to her breasts and I started licking and sucking. Moving from one to the other, I reached down to her wonderfully wet succulent pussy and inserted a finger inside her, coating it with her juices, I then inserted it into her ass. While fingering her ass and sucking on her breasts, I used my thumb to further excite her. With a scream of passionate abandon, she reached her second orgasm of the night. Not wanting her to completely recover, I licked my way down to her navel, caressed to seductively with my tongue, then continued my journey to the center of her universe. “Oh, no you don’t”, she said “not unless I get your cock too”, “then swing your pretty legs over my head and enjoy”, I retorted. I have always loved this position, receiving and delivering, what a way to enjoy each other at the same time. Within minutes we had built each other into frenzy. “Enough”, she yelled, I quickly moved her onto her back, separated her legs and moved between her thighs. Her heels next to my ears, I gingerly inserted my hard throbbing cock into her wet tight pussy. Inch by inch, I slid deeper, slowly at fist than increasing the speed. Swinging her head from side to side, as I drilled her deeper and faster. “Yes”, she screamed, “harder, I love it”, she yelled. I could feel her pussy walls clamping down on me as I devoted my heart, soul and body to her. Our bodies glistened with sweat; I knew she wouldn’t last much longer. All of a sudden, her pussy clamped down on my cock, as she came yelling, “YES, YES, YES”, coating me with her wetness. I deliberately slowed down to a snails pace, enjoying the wonderful sensation of her pussy wrapped around my cock, as her spasms massaged me. Allowing her to catch her breath, I kissed her. “You didn’t cum”! “I know”, “why”, “I wanted to save it for your ass”, “then you will have it”, she said and kissed me. I helped her to her knees, and watching as she bent forward. She looked incredibly sexy, with her ass in the air, her breast hanging freely, and looking back over her shoulder. As I slowly, pushed forward she said, “Only for you” and winked. Balls deep and using her garter for leverage, I started to piston my cock into her. She was incredibly tight and I loved it. With every thrust forward, she would push just as hard back. Moans of sexual bliss filled the room. Once again, she knew how to control the moment, tightened her muscles around my cock and screamed, “cum with me”. This was more than I could take. With one final thrust I pushed my cock into her as far as I could and exploded. Both of us fell forward, too exhausted to move, prolonging the final wave of passion that coursed over our bodies for as long as possible. Pulling free, I slipped off the bed. I stood and gazed at her with loving eyes. Retrieving a wet warm washcloth from the bathroom, I gently cleansed her from head to toe. As I carefully covered her then slid in besides her, and watched her heavy eyes close. A smile never leaving her face as she drifted into unconsciousness, I leaned forward kissing her softly on her lips and whispered, “I Love You and will forever” and drifted off to sleep. I awoke the next morning knowing she wouldn’t be next to me. I inwardly smiled, as I remembered the remarkable evening that had occurred. Stepping out of the shower to answer my cell phone, a soft sexual voice said, “Good morning wonderful, did you sleep well after our little get together”! Speaking before I could think I said, “I LOVE YOU”, silence filled the air. My mind finally registering what I just said, even though I felt it deeply. But “AND I LOVE YOU”, she replied. As the seconds past, my heart once again started to sadden; I knew we could not repeat what happened, EVER! She has a husband and children. I felt guilt cascade over my body. In my mind I was spiraling out of control, deeper into the bowels of the earth. How could I have been so selfish, and careless, I sat down awaiting the inevitable, the BAD new! “Are you still there”? She asked. A softened “yes” was my reply. “Good”. Here it comes, brace yourself I thought to myself. “How” was all I heard as she went on talking! I was so caught up in my self-pity I didn’t hear anything. I wanted to crawl under a rock, to disappear into thin air, anything, just not rejection! “ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME”! Her voice yelled into the phone. “I WANT YOU, ONLY YOU”! My eyes filling with tears I replied, “listen to me for a moment, last night was the greatest night of my life, I can never be able to express or to show you the way I feel and love you”, “never will I be able to wake up beside you or to hold you in my arms”, “never to make wild passionate love to you”, “you will always hold a special place in my heart, a place that will never ever be filled by another”. With the last of my words entering into silence, I stopped speaking. The line disconnected. I threw my phone onto the bed, sat down and wept. I hadn’t cried since I was ten, the last time my father punished me, now here I was sitting in a hotel room with tears cascading down my face. Once again, I was alone. Forcing myself, I had to pack and leave. After placing my suitcase in the trunk of my car, I returned for my cell phone and laptop. I looked around the room one last time, remembering the wonderful evening, trying to engrave those images into my mind, then closed the door behind me. As I started my car, another vehicle pulled up in back of mine, blocking me. “Now what”, I said under my breath and got out of my car. I was astonished to see her. Walking straight up to me, she threw her arms around me and kissed me. “Don’t say a word”, she said, “listen, you will never be without me, you are mine and I am yours, we will never ever be apart”! Endless Cum It was soon to be their 13th anniversary. He really wanted it to be special. So special that he had been planning it since their first anniversary. The idea and plan often brought his long, thick cock to attention. As he planned it out his desire for the plan intensified. He baited her with it over the years as they had sex. He had been taunting her with his plan to feed her endless cock. He really thought that she could handle an extended session of cock coming at her from every direction. Because this excited him so much he continually had difficulties with his staying power. Ultimately he hoped that carrying out this plan would help him with that minor issue. As she arrived home dinner had been prepared and was awaiting her arrival. All seemed quite normal to her. Honey was in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on a lovely table that had been set for dinner which included flowers, candles and cuffs (which she did not notice immediately. He poured her a glass of sparkling wine, her favorite kind which seemed to loosen her up to the form he very much enjoyed her in. He ordered her to the bathroom to freshen up and told her to change into what was wrapped in the bathroom. "Oh! And don't open it until you've finished your shower and shaven. She headed to the shower and dropped her black slip dress around her ankles and hung it on the hook. Sliding her panty hose off she dropped them in the trash thinking it a shame they couldn't be put to good use. She turned on the water and stepped into the shower sipping her wine. Winding her long hair up from the waist length pony tail to a tight bun she clipped it up on her head. She scrubbed every inch in her normal O. C. D. fashion of 20 scrubs per inch. Brushing her teeth she played with her clit with the other hand. She knew that they would have a good fucking tonight as she had bought him flowers and a small gift of oil. Carefully she shaved the sparse hair from her body. Finished she briskly toweled her smooth skin dry and then sprayed the essential mineral oils over her entire body and commenced in rubbing them in. She had worked quickly as she was eager to open the package that was on the vanity awaiting her unfolding. The large pink bow wrapping the 5 boxes promised something that she would enjoy very much. As she pulled the ribbon she opened the first box and it contained delicate pink satin trimmed in black lace open crotch panties. She slid them on and moved on to the second box. Carefully unwrapping it she discovered it contained a shelf bra in pink satin and black lace. She fastened the back and pulled the straps over her shoulders. It lifted her breasts and caused them to be displayed perkily. She turned and admired herself in the still slightly steamed mirror. She smelled dinner nearly done and so she opened the third box which contained Black thigh high stockings. After she slid them on she opened the next box which contained the cutest pair of come fuck me heels she had ever laid eyes on. Sliding them on she was feeling sexier by the minute. There were only two boxes left, each one larger than the last. She smiled and thought of their private joke as of late: "Yes! Size does matter!!!" Opening the next box she pulled out a pink and black dress that was very fitted, very short, and very sexy. She buttoned the front down and opened the last box to find a pink apron framed in black lace. She slid it on with a smile imagining that he planned to use her as his maid this evening. As she entered the kitchen he was sitting in his chair. He smiled at her and in that low and deep come fuck me voice he asked her to bring him his salad. The salad was light and laden with fruit and nuts. He had planned the menu to maximize her protein intake. She really was going to need it to be capable of fulfilling his plan for the weekend without passing out. He was so excited it was difficult to hide his giddiness. In fact, she knew him so well it was quite impossible. The fish, rice, vegetables and fresh bread perfectly timed to be ready upon completion of the salad. She rose from her chair to serve them very conscious that her ass was barely covered and her labia were peaking through the slits of the panty. He reached over and slid his finger easily up her vagina. Ohhhhh he thought! Her nice juicy vagina was always so ready for what ever he brought her way. She was so completely malleable to him sexually. He twirled the finger around as she dished up the food. Freezing as he slid the second finger in along side the first. He tickled her g spot and thick white cream encompassed his fingers. He banged them home a few times before sliding the third finger in filling her little pussy quite full. Reaching around with his other hand he encompassed her body and reached inside the low necked dress clasping her breast. He purred in her ear and threatened to stuff her to capacity this evening. This helped her juices to flow even faster and his fingers were now easily able to slide in and out. He pushed the fourth finger into her and he felt the bones of her pelvis pushing hard on his knuckles. Her stature wouldn't allow his large hand to fist her. He'd been fantasizing about fucking her in a way she had never been fucked before. She was finding it difficult to concentrate on serving the plates and seemed to have frozen in utter distraction from his manual administrations. He pulled his hand from her breast and slammed it on her ass. My dinner is getting cold. I did not tell you that you could enjoy yourself yet! And another firm slam came on her thigh and a large bright red hand print immediately replaced his hand. She moved forward and pivoted on his hand to put the plates on the table. He pulled a large dildo out of his back pocket and stuffed it up her vagina ordering her to sit with that in place as he started operating the machine with the remote it began moving within her and removing her focus on serving him or eating. He ordered her to eat and told her she needed to hurry along as the night was about to get quite exciting. She was curios as to the plan he had up his sleeve but he was not showing his hand to her at this moment. She savored the flavors of her dinner and the chocolate in the double boiler on the stove began to disburse it's aroma into the air. As she finished her dinner she quickly cleared the table to prepare herself for what ever lie next. He moved the vase of flowers from the table and patted it like he did the bed instructing her to lie on the table on her back. As she climbed on she noted how he had removed leaves so that the table was the length of her torso. Caressing her through her apparel he pulled her arms over her head and quickly cuffed them to the legs at her head. He sauntered to the other side of the table where her ass practically hung off the edge and she had to use her feet to keep herself from slipping down. Pulling the cuffs from the other legs he clasp them to her ankles and pulling a hood with only a mouth hole she was now in a ripe position to spring his surprise upon her. In an effort to protect the guests he had purchased an "O ring" gag to assure she never bit. He fastened this in her mouth rendering her unable to speak clearly. She heard the door open and she heard footsteps. She felt hands touching her.....everywhere all at once. She tried to count the pairs but they moved to quickly and there were too many for her to be able to discern the numbers or the owners. Most of the men had been contacted through Craig's list her year book or Face Book. He discovered that most of the men she had met were amicable to giving her a good fucking. He had never been more wound up in his life sexually. He continued to remind her that she was going to get a good fucking. The fucking of her life as a matter of fact. He shoved his hard cock in her wet and waiting vagina and began pumping her hard. Everyone knew the rules were simple. Anything goes as long as he was always able to find an open hole. He planned to fuck all three holes first and last and quite possibly and probably a few times during the marathon event. He had opened the event for 48 hours. He knew it was quite a long time for her to be in use, believed she was up to it and he hoped it would leave her happily cum covered and utterly used. He found her slut side erotic and enticing, frequently urging her to let it out. After several minutes of fucking her pussy he had to stop and shift gears lest he cum too quickly. He moved around to her mouth and entered the waiting vessel. He ordered her to suck and covering her ears with his hands he announced that it was open season on her pussy. Slowly and invitingly he pulled the little apron ribbon and removed it from her waist. He moved on to slowly unbutton the front of the little black dress and slid it aside, revealing her firmly nipped breasts. The men were dripping in pre cum and had lined up according to a graded size. This formation assured she was stretched to his desired capacity slowly and in an orderly fashion. The first tiny dicked man barely made it 20 strokes before he came in her ultimately textured pussy. He stepped aside as his cock softened making way for the next. The line was out the door with men holding their 'fun house' passes. Un-be known to her he had sold rides and the men had to pay for each orifice ride. They all knew it could be defined as illegal but the years of fantasizing about fucking this little slut overcame any objection they could otherwise find. The next man stepped up to the hole and her Master was satiated in her mouth yet slapped her when she ceased sucking his cock. "Get it hard again he ordered and don't stop sucking cock until I say you stop sucking cock. Understood?!?!" She indicated her understanding by commencing in sucking his cock until it had firmed back up. He was so excited watching the men quickly shoot into her that he had little difficulty rising to the occasion a second time. He removed his cock from her mouth once hard and slapped her face with it. Covering her ears yet again he 'opened season' on her mouth. With another cock quickly taking his place he ordered her to suck! Quickly she complied. Stretching the leg cuffs they twisted her onto her side so that all orifices were now easily, quickly and very readily accessible. He lubricated his cock well from the fresh tube of K-Y on top of the fridge. Sliding into her ass it was incredibly full. Six men had now cum in her pussy and the seventh was equal to his size and buried to the bone. She was so tight he really didn't want to move out of fear of damaging her tiny cavity. Seven moved slowly in half pace sync with her Master who he could feel caressing his cock with the tip of his cock ran in and out of her vagina. Feeling this through the walls of her cavities brought on sensation that were better and more than he had ever imagined. It took every ounce of his determination not to cum in mere seconds. It was becoming more difficult by the second and he almost lost it as number seven hammered her full force as he reached climax. Returning to her head he began caressing her fore head as he carefully covered her ears and announced 'open season' on her ass. With all three holes in use the men were quickly rotating and using their chips. Master was so glad to see them being redeemed. He had been leery as to if this type of offering would be equitable and satisfying. So far it was looking like it was to be an overwhelming success. The bowl of condoms was filling quickly, more quickly than he had anticipated. He wondered if the event would be capable of lasting the entire duration at the rate the chip holders were rotating. He wondered about tossing out an additional invitation to assure completion to his specs and opted to take a wait and see approach instead. She was a writhing mess as she embraced her inner slut and eagerly moved to the satisfaction of every cock each orifice was presented. Two men were wrapping her hand around their cock after tiring of waiting for one of her juicy splashing holes. It was dark outside and he really wanted to have some out door fun and announced they would be moving his slut to the swing he had hung inside the curtains draping the pergola. Like a wet towel she was unleashed from the table and moved to the sex swing in the pergola. He planned to leave her there until the event was over. Cocks or no cocks she was hung to drip until dry. She didn't get a moments rest and the relentless cocks quickly filled all of her hole and hands and began pummeling her. She was shocked that after hours of being fucked that she was able to continue and with each cock she actually longed for the next. He had lost count of the numbers of entrants and knew this had blown her previous count to the stars. As she trembled and shook in orgasm after orgasm; many of the entrants behaved as if this were their first time. Of course for some this was absolutely true. Several had invested in quite a number of chips. For her Master his assessment was that they had been suffering desire for her and fully intended to be satiated. Master wondered if a few who had bought obscene numbers of chips would probably have chips left at the end of the event. Greatly enjoying the live show her Master mulled the idea of a more regular event based on the popularity and pleasure this event seemed to be providing. Giving her away was proving to be even more exciting for him than he had even hoped. Fully hard again he stepped into line and began his next full rotation. Her pussy was dripping wet and steaming hot from all the excitement and friction. She quickly came as he ordered her to cover his balls. Driving his cock home he was able to feel the man in her asses cock through the thin walls. He came in her pussy and then took his cock to her mouth to be cleaned. Half comatose she swallowed her own juices from his cock. There had been so many condoms used that her pussy had taken the flavor of hot rubber. Not her favorite but she knew better than to present an objection in her current frame of mind. Soon his flaccid cock rose to attention under her eager administrations. Master recognized that she was beginning to smell ripe. In anticipation he had hooked the hose to the kitchen faucet and was prepared to freshen things up. He set the nozzle of the hose within the walls of her vagina and pulled the trigger. The pressure of the water on the walls of her vagina caused her to start climaxing. He moved the nozzle and used it to flush her entire body and landing it at the entrance to her anus. The intensity of the climax was so strong that she felt herself drifting off to another place. Master slid four fingers into her easily and was able to force his thumb in as well but only to the knuckle. This stretching pleased him as he helped him move closer to one of his little sexual goals for her. Feeling pleased as punch about the fabulous success of her first sizable soirée. The hours flew by and the sun began to rise. He knew they were well past the half way mark for the duration of the party. He had only climaxed four times and felt a fresh urge coming his way. He rubbed his cock on her cheek as another gentleman rubbed his on the other side. They watched as she swallowed the third as he drove his sizeable cock down her throat. Having taken dozens of loads of cum she was beginning to feel over full from swallowing. When the next load came she allowed it to dribble down her cheeks and was immediately slapped by 5 hands simultaneously for wasting their precious gifts to her! Exhausted she began to feel some numb from the experience. She could not stop from drift off to another land in her mind while her body remained obedient to the relentlessly demanded usages. Her Master could not have been more pleased with her obedience, cooperation, lack of resistance and stamina. Caressing her cheek he ordered her to cum immediately as he dropped his forceful hand upon her browned ass cheek. Without a thought or resistance she complied by squirting all over the cocks filling her nether holes. Master beamed with pleasure of her obedience. Finally she was capable of following the rules he had outlined for her to completely submit her sexuality to his demands. Wrapping her fingers around his cock he used her hand to facilitate covering her breast with cum. Seeing the cum dripping from her hair, face, breasts, stomach, thighs, ass, knees he thought she had never looked more beautiful. Her beauty had become overwhelming to him by her perfect obedience to his decisions on this anniversary. As the sun rose and the guests began to dissipate her exhaustion shown through as she drifted in and out of what seemed to be semi consciousness. Master worried that he might be pushing her too hard but knew that he would be able to define when too far actually had grown comfortably close. Her pussy throbbed from the continual use. She was shocked to discover that it was absolutely true that the more cock she got: the more cock she wanted. Her obedience caused her to appear insatiable: something Master imagined her to be. Who ever was team tagging her nether holes was doing a fantastic job of bringing her to the brink and then shifting over the edge to the seemingly never ending climaxes. The neighbors had taken notice of their invitation for morning release and a fresh batch of cock arrived for satiation. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she imagined this fucking may well never end. Her new role in life was to be tethered, endlessly fucked. She was barely coherent as she heard her Master offer the neighbors' regular release on her. They merely needed to schedule it in and he would make her available to them. Suddenly the neighborhood men were much more solicitous and friendly towards both of them. At 11:52 am she slipped into a deep and un-wake able sleep hanging from the sex swing. He contemplated hanging a free sign over her head and then thought better of it. She had done enough to prove her abilities and compliance. He lifted her and carried her to bed. He simply could not help himself and he positioned her to give her a final fuck before allowing her rest. Endless Cycle I met my ex-girlfriend Laura about 4 months ago. We met at my buddies’ birthday party. She was a friend of a friend of one of my buddies’ girlfriends. When I first met her I didn’t think I had a chance in hell of hooking up with her. Being one of the only black guy at the party the chances of me hooking up with someone that night was slim. Laura looked good. She was the type of white girl that was built for fucking. What I mean is, Laura was thick. Laura stood about 5’ 10. 150lbs. She had curly blonde hair. Almost all of her weight rested in her ass and in her huge Double D-sized breasts. I’m not really a breast man, but this girl had enough tits for an army to suck on. I usually can sense if a white woman likes to get down with black men. It’s all in the way she looks at you. It’s the way they look at you out of the corner of their eyes. It’s a type of smile that lets you know, its hard to explain, call it a sixth sense. I could almost always tell which white girl would be down for some interracial fun. You see, even though Laura was a beautiful woman her size would intimidate most white men. I knew this from experience. I have been fucking white girls for as long as I could remember. Laura was packing a fat ass. Most of my white friends didn’t even bother with girls with a big ass. They were always salivating over those skinny bony looking bitches. Those Barbie doll wanna be’s. I gave those types no love. Most of those females think they’re so fucking hot they think their shit don’t stink. I fucked plenty of them back in the day. Let me tell you a secret, just because a girl is beautiful doesn’t mean she can fuck. Some of those pretty little bitches couldn’t give you a decent blowjob to save their fucking life. One time I was fucking one of those tiny little white girls. She was so fucking pretty. But the bitch couldn’t fuck and she couldn’t suck. I was so fucking pissed I never called her again after that night. She was a big waste of time and money. All she did was complain and tell me that I fucked her to hard and to fast.. To be honest with you some of the best pussy I ever had was from girls that where a little on the chunky side. I’m talking about the girls that had a little extra all over. Nine out of ten times they would give you a good fucking, and their mouths were bigger which meant they could take more of my cock in their mouth. When I scope out a woman, there are two things that I look for, a nice juicy fat ass and a wide mouth. You can say what you want, but that’s what I like. Laura and I hit it off at the party that night. I really liked her. Laura told me that she was going through a divorce. She told me that her husband was in jail for spousal abuse and not paying child support. I had to ask her if her husband was black or white. Usually you hear about black men going to jail for shit like that. Its very rare you hear about white guys getting locked up for non- payment of child support. Laura laughed and told me that he was white. Laura and I went out the following week and had an amazing night together. We fucked and sucked all night long. Laura was one of the sweetest girls I ever met. She was very sexual and just absolutely loved to fuck and suck. I was a little hesitant of how Laura’s 11-year-old daughter would accept me. Laura’s daughter Marissa and I hit it off. The little girl was absolutely adorable. I remember the first time I went over her house. When I knocked on the door Marissa answered it. “Who’s at the door sweetie,” Laura yelled from the back room. “I don’t know mommy, He’s tall and he’s black,” said the little girl, smiling. “That mommy’s friend… be a good girl and let him in.” I thought little Marissa was the cutest thing I have ever scene. That night Laura cooked a nice Italian dinner for us. We had a good time. I was surprised at how well behaved Marissa was for her age. I didn’t have any children, and most of the children I knew at that age all acted like brats. Everything was going great for the first few months. Laura and I had a lot of fun. It’s hard dating a woman with a child, cause they just can’t do things at the spur of a moment. Thing have to be a little more planned out. It was hard for me to get used to at first, but I understood. I would plan things for the 3 of us. We went on day trips to the city; we took Marissa to the zoo. The fact that I was black didn’t even faze Marissa. When you get older and if you don’t have any children you forget how innocent they are. They have not yet been corrupted by the world we live in; they don’t really know the hard cold truths about racism in America. The one outstanding thing that I loved about Laura was her sexual appetite. The woman was horny all the time. She had what I called a “M.A.D.” pussy, which meant her pussy was (Moist All Day). And what I like about Laura was that she instigated the sex. Sometimes we could just be watching television, and out of the blue she would just blurt out “Take your cock out...I wanna suck it.” I almost never started things off. She would beat me to it and I loved it. It’s nice when a woman wants you sexually as bad as you want her. I believe a man needs to hear that from time to time. I know for a fact if I always have to set it off or if I’m the one who always has to instigate the sex… I will get bored with you and eventually I will feel that you’re not interested in sex. Don’t get me wrong I’m fucking horny all the fucking time, but I need to know that you desire me also. In life my friend’s, good things almost never last. About three and a half months into our relationship Laura started acting weird. What I mean by weird is, she seemed distant, like her mind was somewhere else. I couldn’t explain it. I knew something was wrong. I tried to talk to her, but every time I asked her what was wrong, she would just say that everything was fine or that she was just a little tired. About a week later I went over her house. I couldn’t take it anymore, the silence was deafening. I said, “Look Laura …Either you tell me what’s wrong or I’m out of here.” She started crying immediately. Now I felt like a real jerk. Then she told me. Her husband called her and told her that he was out of jail. I had kind of forgotten about her husband. It just never dawned on me that he would be getting out of jail this soon. I asked her how long has he been out of jail for? She told me that he has been out of jail for 2 weeks and that he has been calling her everyday. I reacted angrily to her “For two weeks I have been asking you what was wrong…why couldn’t you just tell me?” Laura just sat there in complete silence then she cried for about ten minutes. I felt kind of bad for her. But I was still a little angry that she didn’t tell me what was going on. Then she let me have it. She might as well have kicked me in the nuts. She told me that her and her ex have been talking and she was thinking about getting back together with him for the sake of the child. I lost it at that point. I asked her if she forget why he was in jail. I asked her if she remembered when he would come home drunk and beat the shit out of her. I threw everything back in her face that she ever told me about that fucking loser. I was perplexed at her train of thought. Everything I said negative about her ex, she had a rationale and an excuse for his actions. I was just mystified. Why would she put herself and her daughter through that bullshit all over again? “Laura think about your daughter, who’s going to take care of her the next time he whips your ass…Do you think he really gives a fuck about her…You’ve been letting him fill your fucking head with empty promises for two fucking weeks…. I’ll bet you he said, he’s going to change and all that crap,” I said with concern, trying my best to help her see things clearly. “You don’t understand Wilson, He’s the father of my child and he loves his daughter…I can’t deny him that…. you just don’t understand …you don’t have any children,” she said sobbing. I didn’t know what to say in response to that. I was hurt and I was angry. You see, over the past few months I had fallen in love with Laura. Although I never told her that I loved her, I really did. I thought to myself maybe if I had told her how I felt she wouldn’t be thinking about getting back with her ex. Immediately I felt uncomfortable. I no longer felt welcome in her home. Her husband had gassed her head up and sold her (a happily ever after story). I have had a lot of experiences with women and there is one thing I know. When a woman has made her mind up there is nothing you can do. And there is one thing that I will never do. I will never, ever beg a woman. I put my pride in my back pocket and headed for the door. Laura jumped up and said, “Where are you going” “Where am I going… baby it’s time for me to go…You’ve made your choice honey… and I… ain’t the one…. Look… its kool baby…but I have to go.” I never thought it would end like this, I was angry, but I still loved her. She hurt me but I knew that I would get over it. Once things sour in a relationship, I kind of just shut down my emotions. It happens almost instantly. The last thing I said to her just before I walked out the door was. “Laura… I love you girl…. and I always will… I wish you the best baby…. Say goodbye to Marissa for me…ok.” I then reached out wrapped my arms around her and gave her a hug. When I got to my car I cried like a little boy. I don’t even know why I was crying. I guess I had more feelings for her then I thought I did. I knew why I was crying. It was the same old cycle, meet a great woman, fall in love, and then get your heart broken. I’m no fucking saint. I can’t sit here and tell you that I haven’t fucked up a few relationships myself. I’m not perfect but there is one thing I do have, and that is sense. But a part of me did have to wonder. I had a good job, I didn’t drink or do drugs and I have always been a responsible person. Laura’s ex was a bum. She told me that he could never keep a job longer then five or six months. He drank everyday and would do drugs. And, the thing that really fucked with my head was, why would a woman be with a man that physically and emotionally beats her down? I cannot and will not judge a woman, for things she has done in her past. Deep down I felt Laura was making a bad choice for her future. Her destiny was in her hands. The next day I found myself looking in the mirror and asking myself, “Why would a woman chose a totally abusive loser over you, Wilson.” Just asking myself that question made me feel like a loser. It took me about a week to get my head together. I finally stopped feeling sorry for myself. I actually felt good. Every relationship is a learning experience, you win some and you lose some. I also had to remind myself that nothing lasts forever. I picked myself up and moved on. I came to the conclusion that Laura was the one that lost. She had chosen her path. She chose to go down a bumpy unpaved road. The road I was offering was apparently to smooth for her. About a month later I received a phone call from Laura’s Mother. I was shocked at first and didn’t understand why she was calling me. I had met Mrs. Becker once before. The four of us went out to dinner one night. She didn’t say much, and I didn’t think she was to pleased to find out that her daughter was dating a black man. She was crying when I answered the phone. I asked her what was wrong? “Oh Wilson, I’m sorry to bother you… but I didn’t know who to call.” “Its ok Mrs. Becker…. What’s wrong? Why are you crying? Is Laura ok,” I asked? “Laura is not ok…. That husband of hers beat the shit out of her again, She in the hospital. When she said that my heart dropped, I was speechless. I didn’t know what to say. Mrs. Becker told me that her husband came home drunk and just went crazy. I asked when did this happen? She told me that it happened two days ago. I asked her how was Laura doing. She then told me that Laura was banged up pretty bad; She said that they just wanted to keep her there a few days for observation. I asked her about Marissa, and I asked her if there was anything I could do. “Wilson, I begged her not to get back with him, I don’t know why she ever broke up with you, You’re such a nice man, I begged her to stay with you.” I was totally shocked by what she was saying. All this time I thought this woman didn’t like me. Now she’s telling me that she begged her daughter to stay with me. She then continued, “When Laura was with you she was so happy…Why she went back to him is beyond me…Wilson, she has been asking about you and Marissa misses you also…. do you think you could come by the hospital and pay her a visit” For a second I felt myself-getting weak. Then I quickly regained my focus. This was the path that Laura had chosen. “Mrs. Becker, I would love to, but I can’t.” There was a long pause on the phone, “Oh…. I understand.” She said. “Let me explain…. Laura chose to get back with him; I loved her, and asked her to reconsider her options. She didn’t want to be with me anymore. She chose him over me. I can’t put myself back in that position again. What’s going to happen after they let him out of jail, if he’s even there now…I can’t allow myself be kicked to the curb by the same woman twice…I’m sorry but I can’t see her. I can’t be her second choice…I’m sorry.” It was hard for me to say that. But I had to, I had no other choice. Laura’s mother told me she understood where I was coming from. She told me that it wasn’t Laura’s idea for her to call me. She also told me that she was just trying to help out. She said she just wanted to see Laura smiling again, the way she smiled when she was with me. I felt bad after I got of the phone but I also felt good about myself. I didn’t get weak and I didn’t loose focus. After I got off the phone I said a prayer for Laura and her daughter Marissa… and I got on with my life. And, just like that, life rolls on. Don’t get me wrong, for the next month there wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think about Laura. But every day it got less and less. I started hanging out and chill’ in with my boys again. I met a few women and started dating again. It was Friday night and I had a hot date planned with this girl named Denise that I had met in the super market of all places. I always liked going food shopping. You can tell so much about a woman from what they put in the grocery cart. You can tell weather she’s single or if she’s married or if she has children. We were looking for the same item in an isle. Our eyes met and I felt a spark. I just started talking and the next thing I knew we were walking around the super market shopping together. We exchanged phone numbers and talked to each other every single night. Denise called me up and told me that she had an emergency. Her mother had gotten real sick and she had to go to Queens to check on her. She promised she would make it up to me Saturday night. Usually I would get pissed off, but I understood her situation, She had been telling me all week long that she was worried about her mom. I had big plans for us that night; I was going to cook a nice dinner for Denise and hopefully get her to give me some of that pussy. From our phone conversations I could tell that she was ready to fuck. It was too late to make plans with my buddies, so I decided to have a few beers and watch some porno tapes. I was sitting down on the couch with the remote in my right hand and my cock in my left hand slowly masturbating to a really hot porno scene. It was an interracial scene. The black guy in the tape was fucking this white girl in the ass. I have fucked a lot of women, but I have never fucked one in the ass. I wanted to, and I have tried a few times, but the girl’s always started screaming and told me that they couldn’t handle it. I talked about it with Laura but she said she did it once with her husband and didn’t like it. I was having a good old time, and then all of a sudden my doorbell rang. No one ever just comes over my house without calling me first. I pulled up my sweat pants and headed to the door. I asked who it was, but no one answered. When I opened the door, I was speechless. “Hi, Wilson,” Laura said, with a big smile on her face. She looked absolutely beautiful; She was wearing a long black dress with white high heels shoes. The dress she was wearing hugged every curve on her body. Her big juicy tits looked liked like two trapped cantaloupes. “Well are you going to let me in or are you going to just stare at me,” she said with a devilish little grin on her face. “OH…Ah…. Come on in…. I’m sorry…it’s just that I’m shocked to see you.” I said as cool as I could. I wasn’t cool at all; I was just overwhelmed, and taken by surprise by seeing her at the door. Laura walked in and headed for the couch. I turned around and followed her. Her thick voluptuous ass just swayed from side to side. I remember how I loved to watch Laura walk. I’m an ass man; I just love to watch a sexy woman with a nice thick booty walk. I think it’s an art form. Not all women with big butts can pull it off. There is a certain way one must go about it. It’s in the stride and in the way she moves her hips. It’s like a slow elegant dance that’s sweet and sexy. It commands respect and whispers to you, “I am all woman”. When Laura sat down, she crossed her legs revealing just a little bit of her meaty thigh. I thought I was dreaming for a second. I didn’t think I would ever see this woman again. Now she was sitting on my couch, looking like a million bucks. We starting talking, actually she talked and I just listened and stared at her. She started telling me all about her new job. Then she talked about her daughter Marissa for about another fifteen minutes. I just shook my head, nodded and smiled. The one thing that she didn’t mention was that her husband had beaten her up a while back. I wasn’t even sure if she knew that I knew about it. A part of me was happy that she was here and another part of me was wondering, WHY? I got us each a beer and sat back down. Laura seemed very relaxed. I finally had to ask her, “So what brings you by here baby?” There was a long pause; she didn’t even look up at me when she said, “Wilson, I miss you so much…I’m sorry…. I’m sorry I hurt you…I didn’t mean to do that… I was just confused…do you think you can forgive me?” I felt her words deep in my heart; I knew she was being honest and sincere. I had already forgiven her in my heart. It’s easy to forgive, but it’s not easy to forget. “Hey don’t worry about that baby…I’m cool…. Look…. Shit happens and we move on…Don’t give it a second thought…I’m not mad at you anymore…I’m just glad to see that you’re doing well. Laura reached out and gave me a big long hug. It felt so nice to have her in my arms once more. The smell of her hair and the smell of her perfume brought back wonderful memories of the times we once shared together. When she let go of me, we just stared into each other’s eyes. I knew that look she had in her eyes, it was that I want to fuck you look, that I remember seeing so many times. Just that look alone would make my cock rock hard. I wanted her so bad, I wanted to touch her they way I used to. I wanted to kiss her passionately, I wanted to grab her and hold her in my arms. The battle from within had started in my mind. I wanted to do so many things to Laura. My cock was telling me one thing but my heart was telling me another, and, my mind was telling me something totally different. What was I going to do? Deep down I knew that no good was going to come from this encounter. Laura put her beer down on the coffee table and sat back down on the couch. When she bent over I got a good look at her thick juicy ass. She just looked incredible. Her hips just flared out in that dress. When she sat back down she cuddled up next to me on the couch. Instinctively I put my arm around her and she put her head on my chest. I could feel myself getting week from the scent of her perfume. Her soft body just melted into my chest. Endless Cycle I put my left hand on her back and gently started stroking her. It was like I was on autopilot. My body and my motions were just responding to the environment that I found myself in. A part of me wanted to push her away, but another part of me wanted to grab her and caress her like I had done so many other times in the past. Laura put her hand on my stomach and started making soft circular motions. “I missed you baby…. I missed you so much Wilson.” I didn’t say a word. I didn’t know what to say to her. I wanted to tell her that I missed her; I wanted to tell her that I loved her. I wanted to tell her that I never stopped loving her. But those words couldn’t come out. They words were blocked by the pain that I felt from the day she cast me aside. I could feel my cock starting to swell. And from the way Laura was laying against me I knew she could see the bulge forming between my legs. She slowly started working her hand down my abdomen. I could feel my breathing increasing while she slowly reached my crotch. I held my breath as I felt her hand teasingly brush my cock. “Mmmmmmm,” she moaned when she felt my hardness. I was starting to get hot. Little beads of sweat started forming on my brow. Then she grabbed my cock through my sweat pants and gave it a nice squeeze. Her touch was soft and gentle. I should have stopped her but I couldn’t. Laura knew all of my week spots. She knew exactly how I liked to be touched. I was swimming in the scent of her perfume. Thoughts off all the wonderful times we shared together flowed freely throughout my mind. Before I knew It Laura slipped her hand inside my sweat pants and wrapped her fingers the shaft of my cock. “Agggggghhhhhhh….” I moaned with my eyes closed. A part of me wanted to open my eyes, But another part told me not to. I was afraid if I looked at her that I would tell her to stop. But stopping Laura was the last thing I wanted to do. Her small, warm, white, little hand felt so good wrapped around my cock. I could feel her breathing as well as mine start to increase. She stroked my cock nice and slow. My hand slowly slid down her back. I didn’t stop moving my hand down until I had a hand full of her plush ass. Laura’s ass felt so fucking good. “What the fuck am I doing?” I thought to myself. “Ohhhhh…Baby…. I missed you so much…. I’m so sorry” She moaned. Just before she took my cock deep into her mouth. When I felt her warm mouth wrap around my cock I knew she had me. I opened my eyes and watched my hard black cock slide into her pretty white face. It was so fucking sexy. She looked like she was in her own world. Her eyes were closed but you could feel and almost see the passion behind her eyelids. My cock felt like it was home again. It was like coming home after a long journey. It felt good, it felt familiar, and it felt safe. “Ohhhhh…Baby…You don’t know how much I missed that.” I whispered to her.” I closed my eyes and grabbed a nice hunk of her ass while Laura made love to my cock with her mouth. Some women will suck your dick, and some women will give you head, and some women will just give you a blowjob. Laura took cock sucking seriously. She did it cause she loved doing it. Laura was a giver when it came to making love. Her focus was pleasing her partner. And that was what I loved about her. I’ve had my cock sucked by many women, but I’ve only had my cock made love to orally by one woman and that was Laura. I love pussy more then anything on earth, but a woman’s mouth wrapped around your cock is just incredible. I started working her dress up her body while she sucked my cock. I wanted to see her bare ass. I wanted to touch her soft flesh again. Without skipping a stroke she lifted her ass off the couch for me to slip her dress up. I got it up to her wide hips and got stuck. Laura giggled, and then she looked up at me and said, “Let me help you with that baby.” She stood up in front of me and put her hands behind her back. She had the sexiest little smile on her face. I was just amazed. I looked down at my cock, which was standing straight up in the air with a nice thick coat of Laura’s warm saliva on it. All I heard was the sound of her zipper and the soft sound of her dress falling. The first thing I saw was her plump tit. They looked massive. It was like looking at them again for the first time. They were beautiful. Laura dress didn’t hit the ground. It rested right there on her hips. She smiled at me cause she knew me. She knew that I liked breast. But she also knew how much I loved pussy. Smiling at me, she wiggled her hips bent over and removed the rest of her dress. When she stood up I was shocked to see that her pussy was completely bald. Laura saw the shocked locked on my face and smiled, then she whispered softly, “You like that baby…. I know how much you love pussy hair…but look at it…. Look how smooth she looks (referring to her pussy as though it was another person) Then she said, “Come here baby…. Touch her…She’s missed you so much.” Laura spoke real slow and soft. She knew how much I loved to hear her speak like that. She knew I had a pussy hair fetish. I used to lie in bed and softly stroke her pussy mound for hours. I used to love running my fingers all over her soft pussy hairs. I loved feeling soft curly pubic hair on my tongue. Laura reached out for my hand. Then she took my hand and placed it on her bald pussy. Her pussy mound was incredibly soft and smooth. It was like touching a brand new pussy for the first time. She folded my fingers in my hand leaving my index finger free. Then she put my finger against her slit and pushed her hips forward. My finger just melted into her pussy. The outside of her pussy may have looked different, but the inside of her pussy felt the same. She tilted her head back and shuddered when my finger entered her juicy pussy. I slowly started working my finger in and out of her cunt. I never took my eyes off her face. She looked so pretty. Looking at her moaning with her eyes closed brought back memories of all the wild nights we had spent together. When we were together in the past, we never fucked in the dark. I always kept the light on. I loved looking at her facial expressions. I loved how focused she was on getting off. It didn’t matter if I had my cock in her mouth or in her pussy. Laura would always put her heart and soul into it. The insides of her cunt felt wonderful. Laura knew how to work her pussy muscles. I could feel the walls of her pussy squeezing my finger. Soon I forgot about the missing hair. I gradually increased my pace with my finger. She was moaning softly and moving her hips forward. My cock was rock hard. I couldn’t take it any more. I removed my finger from her wet pussy and sat back on the couch. Laura smiled at me. She knew what I wanted, and she knew what I needed. Slowly she climbed up on the couch and straddled. She stared into my eyes as she grabbed my cock. I could feel the tip of my cock at her slippery entrance. “You’re so hard baby…I missed you so much…. I need you Wilson…I love you.” Then she closed her eyes and slowly descended herself onto my cock. Her decent was slow and sexy. It was almost magical. I watched my cock slide into a pussy that I thought I would never see again. Her silky moist passage soothed my aching cock. For a second I actually thought I was dreaming about fucking her again. We both moaned softly and at the same time when she finally sat down on my lap with my cock planted firmly in her sweet pussy; she leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. Then she wrapped her hands around my head. We kissed passionately while she slowly started moving up and down. I wrapped my hands around her and pulled her into me. It felt as though time stood still. I loved this woman and I know she loved me. Slowly she started moving up and down using her well-trained cunt to bring me into her sexual domain. Her pussy was so wet and juicy. She broke our kiss and looked into my eyes while she road me. Then she whispered softly in my ear “Does it feel good Baby…? Does it feel like it used to…Did you miss her?” I was speechless, all I could do was moan and nod my head. I grabbed her thick white asscheeks and motioned for her to go quicker. “Fuck Me Baby…. Fuck me,” I moaned. Laura was started working that ass on my cock. I let go of her ass and wrapped my hands around her plump tits. I stuck my tongue out and took turns licking them while she bounced up and down. Her nipples were nice and hard. Laura loved getting her nipples sucked. She really liked it when I would bit down on her breast and softly chew on her nipples. “Oh…. Shit baby…harder…yeah…. yeah like that…. Oh…Oh…. I’m going to cum!!!!” she moaned as she started cuming. Laura’s body froze in mid stride…I bit down on her tits and grabbed her ass. I used all my strength to hold her up as I thrusted myself upwards into her smooth white cunt. “CUM!!!…CUM BABY!!!!…. CUM FOR ME!!!” I shouted into her chest. Her entire body shuddered. …And then I felt her pussy walls contract around my cock. “Yeah…. That’s it baby. Cum…. For me…Cum for Big Daddy.” Then I felt all of her breath leave her body, as she collapsed on top of me. Her cunt slowly loosened its grip on my cock. I could feel her warm juice leaking out of her pussy and onto my balls. Laura didn’t say a word. She buried her head in my chest while she caught her breath. We held each other and kissed passionately. Laura could feel my cock Twitching in her pussy. She broke our kiss and stood up. Then she bent down and started sucking my cock again. She licked and sucked her juices of my cock replacing it with a nice coat of her warm saliva. Laura was one sexy bitch. (And I say that with no disrespect to her) Even with a cock in her mouth she looked absolutely adorable. She wrapped her little white hand wrapped around my cock and started stroking me. She used her tongue to lick and tease the head of my cock. My cock was rock hard once again. I wanted to explode all over her face. She was one of the only girls that ever let me do that. It takes a special woman to let you cum on her face. Some women love to fuck but they hate cum. Laura loved cum. She loved it in her mouth, on her face and in her cunt (which was my favorite). I was close to the edge I could feel my balls starting to boil. Then she stopped suddenly. “Mmmmm…Not yet big Daddy….” Then she stood up and extended her hands. I reached out and she pulled me of the couch and spun me around. She then got down on her knees and bent forward on to the couch. Her thick white ass looked so smooth. She knew how much I loved hitting it from the back. She looked back at me, smiled and sighed, “Come and get it baby.” I didn’t hesitate. I got down on my knees and placed the tip of my cock against her moist pussy lips. “Mmmmmm…don’t tease me baby…stick it in…Stick that dick in me baby.” She was talking all sexy and nasty which was exciting me big time. I pushed forward and slowly sank my cock in her. I didn’t stop till my balls landed flush against her bald pussy. We both moaned when my cock reached the bottom of her pussy. I’ve fucked her in this position a bunch of times, but this time it felt different. If felt like it was our first time together. It was getting knew pussy. I started working my cock in and out of her cunt. I made sure I pushed all 8-inches into her white body on each thrust. She started moaning like crazy. I would increase and then slowly decrease my pace. When I slowed down I would grind myself into her body. I could feel my balls pressing against her juiced up clit. Laura was going nuts; she started pushing her sweet sexy ass back to me. “Fuck me baby…Ohhhh…. Oh…Ohhhh…. Yeah that’s it Fuck me hard baby.” I loved hearing those words. I started humping her hard and deep. Her ass was jiggling nicely to my thrust. That’s why I love women with nice thick Asses. The saying “More Cushion for the Push’in,” is for real. There’s nothing on earth like sinking your cock into a soft cushion of flesh. I couldn’t take it any more. I wanted to cum ,I wanted to cum hard and I wanted to cum in her pussy. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I let loose my juice. I closed my eyes and started concentrating on how good it was going to feel. Then I heard some thing that stopped me dead in my tracks. Laura said, “Fuck me baby…FUCK ME IN MY ASS!!!…I want you to cum in my ass…. Baby.” At first I thought I was hearing shit. I’ve wanted to fuck her in the ass before but she always denied my wishes. And I respected that and stop stressing the issue. I thought I was on some weird pre-orgasmic trip. My mind had been racing with thoughts from the moment I opened the door. I was stuck in mid stride and uncertain of what to do. She looked back and smiled at me. She could see the confused look on my face. Then she said, “Come on I know you’ve always wanted to fuck my ass…Its all yours baby…put it in my ass…. I want you to cum in my ass.” With my throbbing cock still buried in her cunt I said, “Are you sure baby…we don’t have to baby...Are you sure you want this honey.” She replied, “I want it baby…. I want to give this to you…. just go slow OK.” I nodded my head and slowly pulled my cock out of her cunt and placed the head of my cock against the rim of her asshole. Her asshole looked so small next to the tip of my cock. I didn’t want to waste another second I wanted to cum and I wanted to cum bad. I put the head of my cock firmly against her ass and started to push. I could actually see her ass hole stretching a little. Laura’s body seemed to tense up as she braced herself. I’ve watched a lot of porno and I knew that once you got the head past the rim it would go in nicely. I eased back and then I started pushing again. I could see Laura biting down on her lip. “Relax baby girl…just let me get the head in ok baby.” Laura nodded her head and relaxed her body. As soon as she took a deep breath I pushed hard and my dick head popped into her ass. It was the tightest thing I have ever felt in my life. I held myself there until she relaxed her body again. “Are you Ok baby.” I whispered to her. “Yeah…I’m Ok…Don’t stop baby…fuck my ass…I want this…Go ahead baby.” I pushed half my cock in and pulled back. Her ass was like a vise. I fucked her ass super slow using half of my cock. With each thrust her ass seemed to be stretching. And that’s when it started feeling really good. I would push it in a little further with each thrust. “Damn…baby…your ass feels so fuckin good…. FUCK!” “Mmmm…fuck me Wilson…. Fuck my ass…. Deeper Baby…fuck my ass.” The sound of her voice and the things she was saying was driving me insane. I established a nice smooth rhythm while I fucked Laura in the ass. I concentrated on the different sensations I was feeling. Her ass felt totally different then her pussy. It was like having sex for the first time. In life you only get one shot at a first time. You never forget the first time a woman wraps her lips around your cock, you never forget the first time your cock slides into a pussy, and I will never forget the first time your cock slides into a woman’s ass. I had held on as long as I could, my balls started rumbling and I knew I going to blow. “Oh…Shit baby…I…. I’m gonna cum…” “Cum…Cum in my ass…cum in my as baby” She moaned back to me. I grabbed her by the hips and rammed my cock deep in her ass and exploded. “Ohhhh…Shhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiittttt.” I moaned as the first blast of hot cum shot out my cock. Laura started bucking wildly, I tried to hold her still but I couldn’t. It took all of my strength to hold her in place. I drove my cock into her and shot another huge load. I growled like a deranged animal. I thought I would never stop cumming. Thick hot cum poured out of my cock into her sweet tight ass. Fucking Laura’s ass was incredible, but unloading my nut in her was mind bending. I collapsed on top of her back. I was exhausted, sweaty and breathless. My cock slowly started deflating inside of Laura’s ass…I could feel her entire anal passage squeezing my cock. The slightest movement brought on new sensations. My cock felt lick it was trapped in her ass. The most erotic and the most incredible sexual experiences I ever felt would be short lived. Laura pushed herself up which caused me to lift up also. She reached behind for my hands. She took my hands and pulled them forward and wrapped them around her waist just under her breast. I hugged her with her back to me for a few minutes. I was still swimming in my orgasmic thoughts. Thinking about everything that had just gone on. Then Laura said something that brought me back to reality hard. “Wilson…..Wilson.” “Yeah baby…what’s up? “Do you think…………...?” Then there was a long pause. As soon as she said that I knew what was coming next. “Do you think………well…can I be your girl again…. Do you think we can get back together?” she said in sweet childish way. I took a deep breath. I knew that this was going to happen. I had a feeling that there was going to be a price to pay for my lust. The whole night flew through my mind at warp speed. I could have stopped this at many different points but I didn’t. Laura came over to my place with a plan. She knew me well and she new that she could easily seduce me with sex. It would have been a lot easier if she would have just said she wanted to get back together before we did all this fucking. Because that answer to that question I knew. Getting back together with Laura was a question I’ve asked myself a thousand times. And I always came up with the same answer. It was the answer that I promised myself that I would never deviate from no matter what. Laura turned her head to the side and looked into my eyes. With my deflated cock still buried in her cum filled asshole I said, “No…. I’m sorry baby…. It could never be like it was.” I watched her face change instantly…. Her smile was gone. Her smile was replaced with a frown and tears. Laura let go of my hands and placed them over her face. I felt so fucking bad. I eased my cock out of her ass and stood up Laura never said a word. She bent her head down and cried silently into the sofa cushion. I didn’t know what to say. What could I say? I started to feel bad, but them I said to myself, “fuck that shit.” Why should I feel bad? She came here, She wanted to fuck, and she told me to fuck her asshole. She did all this shit. I figured she needed a moment to herself so I went into the bathroom to clean up. While I was in the bathroom I stared into the mirror and looked at myself. At first I felt bad but then all of a sudden I got angry. I know some of you ladies out there reading this story are probably thinking, “Why the fuck is he angry, He got what he wanted, he fucked her, used her, he fucked her in the ass.” Let me explain. To this day I am still angry with Laura. You see Laura and I could never ever get back together. And the reason is simple. “Trust ” I knew long before she came over that night that I could never trust her again. How could I ever be comfortable with her? What if her husband started selling her dreams again? What if he wanted to get back with her again. Was I to be the pawn in her Endless Cycle with the father of her child? She chose to break up with me and go back with him. Laura’s decision to come over was a gamble at best. I guess she thought she could do what most women do. She thought she could use her pussy as weapon. She thought if she let me fuck her in the ass that everything would be fine. She thought by giving me something that I wanted I would welcome her back with open arms and forget the pain she caused. So many women use their pussies as a means to get what they want. They think men are so simple… “Give them some pussy and they will forget everything.” That shit does work with some men. But as for me, I was way beyond that shit. I made a decision years ago to “Never Let Pussy Control Me.” Endless Cycle Women use their pussies to get what they want. They count on it. It’s there ace in the whole. It’s no great mystery. Just open your eyes and look around you. There are a lot of men out there that are easily blinded by pussy. To me the are weak men. Just because a woman spreads her legs, it doesn’t mean that you just forget about what she has done. The few minutes of sexually pleasure cannot wipe away weeks of pain. I’m no better then the next man, but with each relationship I get involved in I walk away a little wiser. Laura did teach me something. I learned, that the next time an Ex-girlfriend shows up at my door and wants to fuck, stop her dead in her tracks. And tell her upfront; if she is here cause she wants to get back together say so. If she wants to fuck, say so. We can fuck but it changes nothing. She can suck me, fuck me and even let me fuck her in the ass. But I’m not changing any of my positions jus because you spread your legs. When I came out of my bathroom Laura was gone. Regardless of what you may think, I truly loved her and would have done anything for her(well almost anything). I don’t know if she walked out of my apartment hating me or understanding me…. That is a question that I will never know the answer to…. The reason I wrote this story is because a few days ago I saw Laura and her daughter at the local Path Mark (The Local Grocery store Chain In New York). I saw her from a distance, actually I saw her from behind. Her lovely ass was forever burned in my mind. Shit…. I could pick it out in a police line if I had to. I was going to say hello to her. I was actually planning on sneaking up behind her and surprising her. The all of a sudden a white man came up behind her and placed a few things in her cart. Then I heard Marissa say, “NO daddy… I don’t like that kind.” Referring to a brand of cereal. I immediately spun my cart around, and walked the other way. The white man was apparently Laura’s husband. I wanted to say hello, and I really wanted to say hi to Marissa, But…If I walked up and said something I knew it would cause nothing but grief For Laura. There’s one thing that a white woman should never ever do. “Never Ever…tell another White man that you were once involved romantically or sexually with a black Man.” They can’t handle that Shit. It takes a special breed of white man to handle that shit…. You ladies out there know what the fuck I’m talking about. You know damn well you better not even mention one of your Ex- black Lovers to your new White Man… But that’s Another Story from the Zilla Files The end The story you just read was a true story. I’ve changed the names to protect the innocent. The Only innocent person in this whole story was little Marissa; I hope she has a wonderful life. Peace be with you Sweetie. Love Zilla Please send your thoughts and comments.