6 comments/ 80878 views/ 29 favorites How It Started By: whiskybuff I first met Kathy at a Company Grade Officer's Council meeting on base. She walked in late to the meeting, and every male eye in the room was on her as she made her way to a seat in the rear of the conference room. Her starched white nurses uniform hugged her petite body perfectly. Her plump tits pushed proudly against the zippered top of her white jumper, and her slender, shapely legs looked incredibly sexy in her white hose under her mid-knee length skirt. Her long, blonde hair was tied tight to her head in a French twist, and even from a distance I could see a glint of mischief in her grayish blue eyes. She was a head-turner, no doubt about it. As the meeting came to a close, I joined my friends Rick and Jim in the back of the room. Kathy was standing there talking to another nurse whom I had seen around base and at the Officer's Club a few times. Feeling somewhat bold, I introduced myself to Kathy and actually felt my knees tremble when the petite blonde shook my hand and smiled warmly at me. Within a few minutes, I'd found out that she was a recent college graduate with a Bachelor of Science in Nursing, had been in the Air Force for only a few months, and had been at Wilford Hall for just a few weeks. Quickly getting to the most important information, I found out from the other nurse that Kathy had no steady boyfriend, but that she had been dating almost every off-duty night since arriving in San Antonio, and that is was only a matter of time until some lucky guy made her unavailable. I took that as a sign to make my move, so steering Kathy way from the others, I asked her out for the following weekend. She frowned slightly and informed me that she had to work Friday night, already had plans for Saturday, but that she was free Sunday night if I was. Happy and relived that my invitation had been accepted, I agreed that Sunday would work for me as well. Sunday night's date was perfect. Kathy was witty, smart, sassy, and sexy. She had a vivacious personality, a good sense of humor, and was well informed on just about every topic I brought up. The conversation never waned, and she seemed to really enjoy my company. I felt electric tingles every time our hands brushed or our shoulders rubbed as we walked along the Riverwalk after dinner. When it was time to take her back to her apartment, I didn't want the date to end. Neither, it seemed, did Kathy. When I walked her to her door, with intentions of maybe a quick good night peck on the cheek, and nothing more. Kathy surprised me by asking me to come in so she could "thank me properly for dinner." Within two minutes, I was sitting on her couch in the living room and Kathy's golden blonde head was bobbing up and down in my lap as she sucked my cock like mo woman had before. Her long, thick hair cascaded over my lap creating an artificial halo as I watched the side of her pretty face fill and hollow repeatedly. Despite her petite stature, 5'1, 100 pounds, Kathy was able to swallow my entire 7-inch cock with relative ease and she obviously took pride in her abilities. Within minutes she had me groaning non-stop. Kneeling on the couch perpendicular to me, her short black dress rising up high on her firm, tight ass, Kathy moaned and sighed with conspicuous desire as she sucked and slobbered all over my rock-hard cock-shaft. Soft gagging, snuffling sounds rose from my lap as the sexy blonde took my throbbing cock all the way down her talented throat again and again Moaning with blissful pleasure, I reached one hand around to rub her pert ass as she nursed hungrily on my cock-shaft and was stunned and delighted to learn that the naughty nurse had not worn any panties on our first date. Kathy's ass wagged in slow circles as I caressed and stoked it lustfully, and she moaned her approval through a mouthful of hard cock. My cock was twitching and trembling like crazy! We'd only know each other for a few hours, and this gorgeous woman was sucking for cum like she was starving. When her left hand began too caresses my cum-laden balls, my tormented cock erupted. My spurting boner belched wad after wad of blistering, hot cum into the hotly sucking nurse's mouth while I groaned in ecstasy. Kathy didn't miss a beat and thirstily sucked down every gooey drop of my hot, salty load with evident relish. Lifting her fair-haired head from my lap, Kathy smiled softly and thanked me for "desert." Then, without hesitating a moment, the sexy vixen pulled the bottom of her dress up over her hips and sat straight down on my still hard prick-meat. We both groaned loudly as my cock slid home and for the next ten minutes, the hot, little nurse bounced frantically on my cock whimpering and whining the whole time. Her cunt was the tightest hole I'd ever felt, and her mouth...well let's just say I'd never heard a woman talk the way the innocent looking nurse did. "Fuck that cunt! Fuck my pussy, Baby. Gimme that cock! Hard! Fuck it! Bang me like a slut!" where just some of the things I heard. Her innocent appearance coupled with her filthy mouth had my head reeling and my cock throbbing. I was overwhelmed! There were just so many things I wanted to do to this nasty, nasty girl, but I could barely hold back even after just having had blown a huge load down her clenching throat. I tried desperately to hold on. Fortunately the wicked, young nurse reached her hand down and rubbed frantically at her own clit as she bounced up and down on me, her cadence increasing with every passing second. With a loud howl and bleat, the elfin blonde came hard on my cock-spike, her hot cunt-hole gripping my blood-filled erection like a fur-lined vice. Helplessly, I spurted another hot creamy load of cum into Kathy's pussy, relived that she had cum before I did. The tiny blonde clung to me as her orgasm consumed her twitching, writhing body and she rained kisses onto my open lips, sighing and moaning throughout. I was spellbound. The most gorgeous girl I'd ever been with had sucked my cock and fucked me within 30 minutes of arriving at her apartment following our first date. I was definitely going to have something to brag about at work the next day! Little did I know that the night wasn't over. When I finally left Kathy's apartment at 0700 the next morning, I'd fucked the insatiable little nurse three more times. Once right after we got into bed—she'd asked me if I wanted to spend the night—again when she woke me at 3 AM by stroking my cock in her little hand, and once more right before I left. It felt like we fucked for hours each time. Kathy could not get enough of my cock and her filthy mouth and tight pussy-chute were the world's greatest aphrodisiac. A few times the phone rang during our first fuck in her bed, momentarily spoiling the mood, but Kathy assured me she never answered the phone while having sex... "Keep on fucking, Baby. They'll call back if it's important" were her words, so I kept plowing away at her hot, tight slit. As I stood in the doorway to say goodbye the next morning, holding the naked little nurse up in my arms, her legs wrapped around my waist, Kathy kissed me passionately and moaned "One more, Baby. Fuck me one more time. I don't have to work today. Can't you take the day off?" Her apartment door was wide open and a man from the unit next door watched in obvious delight and amusement as the horny nurse tried to coerce another fuck out of my worn-out cock. I called Kathy every day for the next three days but was unable to get a hold of her. On Thursday, I ran into her at the Base Exchange and we made plans to meet at the Officer's club on Friday night. I spent all day Friday anxiously looking forward to seeing the gorgeous woman again. When I got to the club, Kathy was sitting with the nurse I knew from the junior officer's council meeting, Amy, and another nurse named Beth. All of the nurses were dressed in blue scrubs, as were the four men sitting with them. I must admit, I felt a brief stab of disappointment seeing Kathy there with a crowd, but, after all, we'd only been on one date. Plus, Amy had made it quite clear that Kathy had many admirers. That became clear to me as we socialized at the club. Kathy was frequently asked to dance by men in scrubs, others in flight suits, and yet others in their blue air force uniforms. She never turned down a single request, either. Her out-going, gregarious nature made her undeniably likable, and her kindness to even the geeks who asked her to dance was refreshing. I found myself becoming quite enhanced with the sexy little nurse. I also noticed pretty quickly that it did not take much to get Kathy drunk. The first round of drinks was being served up as I arrived, and by the time Kathy was halfway through her second glass of beer, it was obvious to all that the sweet little blonde was tipsy. Of course that encouraged the men to buy her more and more drinks, and soon the hot young nurse was slurring her words and talking louder and louder. Her girl friends seemed to find it amusing, but the men just found it plain hot. The drunker she became the more laps she sat on and the more suggestively she danced. At one point, as she sat on another pilot's lap showing him how she could tie a knot in a cherry stem with just her tongue, Beth smiled over at me. I guess she could tell I was a little disappointed at not being alone with Kathy, because she took pains to reassure me. "Don't be discouraged. She really likes you! She's been talking about you all week. She just has to always be the center of attention—we call her the attention whore at work. She likes to have fun and be around guys—it validates her. She's not seeing anyone steady, so now would be a good time to make a move if you plan on ever doing so. She's really into you." Beth's words were music to my ears. As the night raced by, Kathy flirted and teased with several of the men in the group, but I was happy to note, none more than me. As the guys continued to fetch her and the other nurses drinks, her talk and actions became more and more suggestive and racy; it was obvious that some guy was going to get lucky that night. Around midnight, the competition became intense. As the five men and three nurses congregated around a large table, Kathy got up and sat down on the lap of one of the young doctors. Facing him she slowly, almost imperceptibly, slid her crotch back and forth across his thigh. He began circling her mouth with his index finger, and Kathy was soon hotly sucking on it as she stared him in the eye. I felt my cock lurch and throb at the obscene display and wave after wave of jealousy and envy washed over my body. "Remember," I said to myself, feeling the full affects of all the beer I had drank that night, "It was only one date. She's free to do whatever she likes." The others at the table were teasing and urging on Kathy and the doctor as they too watched the unmistakable pre-sex ritual. As Kathy closed her eyes and sucked deeply on the aroused doctor's probing finger, I realized I could not take it anymore. Throwing back the last of my beer, I stood up slowly and grabbed my flight cap from the center of the table. Just then, Kathy opened her eyes, and as she struggled to focus through beer-addled eyes, she saw me getting ready to leave. "Wait!" The gorgeous nurse exclaimed, quickly hopping up of the dismayed doctor's leg. "You promised to take me home and fuck my brains out, remember? Let's go!" My ego soared. Not only had she chosen me over the others, she made sure that everyone knew what I had to look forward to. I smiled gloatingly at the evident disappointment displayed on the faces of the other men, especially the doctor who had been feeding Kathy his finger. Grabbing the petite blonde's hand, I quickly ushered her out of the club and over to my car. We did not even make it out of the parking lot. We started kissing passionately before I put the key in the ignition and then, suddenly, Kathy was naked and crawling all over me. Ignoring my protests that we'd been seen, Kathy mounted my cock as I sat in the driver's seat. Her small stature made it easy for her to maneuver, and within seconds I felt her snug fuck-pit swallow the mushroom shaped head of my thick cock. I ejaculated immediately. My throbbing cock spit a huge torrent of creamy jism up the sexy nurse's tiny, tight twat even before it was all the way in her. Fortunately, Kathy did not notice, and, even more fortunately, my cock stayed rock hard as the nurse pumped her pussy up and down on it. Once again, Kathy's filthy mouth both amazed and thrilled me. "Fuck that cunt! Fill it with that big cock! Come on, Baby; fuck me like a slut! You can do anything you want to me...anything. I want you to fuck me in the ass when we get to my place!" I could barely breathe! How could someone so sweet and innocent looking be so totally nasty? She wanted me to fuck her in the ass for God's sake!" The car rocked and bounced up and down in rhythm with Kathy's quick downward thrusts. Reaching down, I gleefully fondled her plump tits—which seemed almost too big for a girl her size—as she moaned in groaned in ecstasy. "Pinch my nipples! Pinch them hard! That feels so good! I can feel it all the way in my cunt when you do that! Twist them! Twist 'em, hard! Harder!" I was shaking with lust as I pinched and tweaked the big-titted little blonde's hard nipples. Her yelps and whimpers filled my car and my cock twitched and kicked deep inside her pussy as her actions and words brought me closer and closer to climax. "Cum in me!" Kathy hissed loudly as I twisted her pink, pebble sized nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. "Cum in my cunt! Fill me up. C'mon, Baby! Give it to meeeee!' There was nothing I could do. I slammed up into her and once again unleashed a flood of steaming sperm into her welcoming cunt-hole. "'S all for you, Baby." Kathy murmured affectionately as my kicking, jerking cock filled her womb with burning seed. "This one's all for you! Feel good? Did that feel good?" After it was over, I sheepishly looked through my car windows around the parking lot. There were several gaggles of people still in the lot, but none of them were close by, and I was pretty confident no one had been watching the illicit parking-lot fuck. "Damn!" I said, with a happy smile. "That was risky! Anyone could have walked by and seen us. You're dangerous, Kathy." "So what?" Kathy asked nonchalantly, a satisfied grin on her face. "We were only fucking. It's not like they don't do it too. Besides, maybe I like when people watch!" Her words should have set off warning signals in my head and given me more insight to her personality, but I was too elated with the knowledge that I had once again fucked the hottest babe on base. I was soaring! When we got to Kathy's apartment I fucked the wiggling, howling sexpot two more times before leaving the next morning. I tried to fuck her in the ass the last time, but my cock would not cooperate. Her ass was just far too tight for anything less then a steel-hard boner to force its way up her snug chute. After cumming three times already, I just could not get quite hard enough to pull off that feat. She wasn't disappointed though, because I pounded her cunt for a good half hour making her cum loudly all over it at least twice. I called Kathy on Monday to ask her for a date, somewhat confident that after our first two encounters, she'd be available whenever I wanted. I was therefore somewhat surprised to hear her say that she had work or plans every night that week, but I should feel free to call her the following week. On Thursday, I went out for some beers with some of the guys from my squadron. After leaving the bar, I drove past Kathy's apartment. It was about 11PM, just the time for her to be arriving home after her swing shift. Her car was in the parking lot and the light was on in her bedroom. I debated for long minutes whether or not to go over and knock on her door, but just as I was about to get out of my car, her bedroom light went off. Mentally kicking myself for waiting too long, I decided I'd at least call to say good night. After eight rings, I gave up. Sighing in disappointment, I drove home and tried to call Kathy once again and, once more, got no answer. I didn't make much of it; a busy nurse, a full schedule—she had probably just collapsed in bed, dead to the world. The next Tuesday I had a voice message from Kathy saying that she was free Friday night and asking if I'd like to go to a play downtown with her. I quickly returned her call and told her I'd love to go. "By the way," I mentioned, trying to sound casual. " I tried to call you after work on Thursday. I was over at a "Country Down Under" and wanted to see if you'd like to have a quick drink after work. I guess you weren't home yet." "No. I was home." Kathy answered matter-of-factly. "I just don't answer the phone when I'm busy." I felt my legs go limp. The woman I was falling in love with had just let me know that she had been getting fucked while I was outside her apartment. For some reason, the revelation caused my cock to twitch and my mouth to go suddenly dry. "Oh," I replied lamely, "I'll see you on Friday, then." After that, Kathy and I began to see each other at least twice a week, both alone and with groups of our friends. As time went on, it was obvious that we were becoming closer, and Kathy made it clear that she often broke dates with others to be with me. She also made it clear that she did still see others, but, as she put it, "we're just friends. Not close like me and you." I found out though, that her definition of friends, meant friends with benefits. One Friday, about three months after we first met, Kathy called me at work claiming that her friend Crystal was in town from Florida and that she had to cancel our date scheduled for that night. I didn't think much of it; both of us had cancelled dates before due to work or other contingencies. Plus, the week before, she'd admitted she too was falling in love, so I felt very secure with where out relationship was heading. That night, I went out to a club on the north side of town with my roommate John and one of his friends. We were having a good time, talking to some girls, doing some dancing and downing a few pitchers of beer when Kathy and some guy walked in. Unless Crystal was 6'2 190, and the most mannish girl I'd ever seen, Kathy had not been honest with me. She seemed very familiar with the guy she was with, and I could tell, even from a distance, that she was already drunk For the next two hours, I watched as Kathy danced and made out with the other man. I could not take my eyes off them. Kathy's inebriated state and lack of awareness made it easy for me to observe them without being seen. Something amazing was going on. Despite my intense feelings of jealousy, my cock was throbbing in my pants as I watched the couple exchange frequent kisses or as the other man squeezed Kathy's shapely ass as he slow-danced with her on the dance floor. My heart pounded when I saw him licking and kissing her ear while surreptitiously fondling and squeezing her full breasts in the semi-privacy of the booth they shared. I felt the breath leave me as his hands moved below the table to caress and rub unseen parts of Kathy's body. I didn't know what was happening. I was jealous, but I was as turned on as I'd ever been! Here was this strange man publicly making out with the woman I had been dating for the past twelve weeks, and I was strangely, undeniably rooting for him; I wanted him to fuck her. At one point, Kathy excused herself from their booth and walked within 20 feet of me on her way to the lady's room. She walked a bit unsteadily and a little half smile was on her face. Her short, blue mini-skirt skirt was riding high on her slender hips and I could see the lacy tops of the thigh high stocking she so often wore when she went out dancing. She had on a tight, gauzy tank top without a bra, and her rock-hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin material. How It Started I turned my head so she would not see me, and upon her return to the booth, she and her date got up and departed. I was in a quandary. Helplessly, I followed them out to the parking lot. My intent was to follow them when they pulled out to see where they went next. After 3-4 minutes, it was obvious they weren't going anywhere right away. With all kinds of conflicted thoughts running through my head I moved closer the car they were in. Kathy's date had his head thrown back against the driver's headrest. His face was contorted and grimacing, his hands out in front of him as if resting on something. I could not see any sign of Kathy. In a flash it hit me; Kathy was bobbing her pretty head up and down on this guy's lap, sucking his dick for a hot meal. I felt as If the air had gone out of me. My knees trembled and my cock felt as if it would burst. I gasped for breath and the saliva in my mouth dried into dust. The mouth that had in the last few months so often sucked hot cock-sap out of my prick was now doing the same to another man as I watched. Again, I knew I had no rational reason to be jealous. I knew we were not exclusive, though we were headed in that direction, and I knew that Kathy had fucked and sucked other men since we had began dating. Seeing visual proof, though, had me both covetous and hot. I don't know which emotion carried the most weight. With overwhelming lust coursing through my blood, I stood rooted in spot and stared at the man Kathy was sucking. A full five minutes went by before I saw the back of Kathy's head rise up above the window's edge. She turned slightly, and I saw her mouth open in unmistakable laughter. A few moment's later, her date started up the engine and they pulled out of the parking lot. After a few seconds I raced to my car and followed. I was sure they were headed to Kathy's apartment, but, after only a few turns, I discovered I was mistaken. Fifteen minutes later they pulled into the driveway of a small ranch house just inside Loop 1604. After waiting 10 minutes, I exited my car and made my way over to the house. It was 1:15 in the morning. I could hear the chirp from scores of crickets as I made my way, silently up to the house. No lights were on in the front, so I made me way around to the side and then to the rear of the small house. I shivered in spite of the warm, April night. If anyone saw me peeping, I'd be arrested as a pervert or a burglar. I could not control myself, though. In spite of the risk, I had to know what was going on inside the house. As I arrived in the back of the house, a light in one of the rear rooms went out. Creeping closer, I situated myself behind a crepe myrtle in full foliage—at least I was hidden from view if anyone happened to look outside into the dark night. Almost immediately, I heard Kathy's distinctive whining, "Ohhhhhh lick it! Lick it! Lick my cunt, Baby!" Fortunately for me, Kathy's date had left all the windows in the rear of the house partially open, not an uncommon practice for early spring in San Antonio. A holey screen covered the window, and the flimsy, light-colored curtains were pulled back far enough for me to see into the gloom of the room. It was too dark to see anything but shadows, but there was no mistaking what was going on on the bed a few yards from the window. "Brent! Brent! Eat my pussy, Honey! Tongue it! Stick it deep in me!" Kathy howled as the mysterious man devoured her bald little cunt-hole. I had never realized before how really loud Kathy was, and for a minute I was afraid "Brent's" neighbors would hear her howling from inside their nearby homes. My cock throbbed and pulsed as for the next ten or so minutes I listened to a grunting Brent lick and suck Kathy's gooey- fuck-slot as she ecstatic young nurse writhed and hollered crazily. My eyes had somewhat adjusted to the dark of the house's interior, and I could clearly see the outline of Kathy's body trashing around as Brent lay between her legs. I squeezed the muscles at the base of my cock as tightly as possible as Kathy finally wailed in orgasm. Her sounds were just as hot to me as if I'd caused them myself. Then, for a while, all was silent and in the dimness I could just make out their bodies shifting position. Soon I heard a loud groan from Brent mingled with Kathy's blissful sighs. "Ohhh Brent! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Now that his mouth wasn't slobbering all over Kathy's creamy cunt, Brent proved to be just as much a talker as Kathy. "You like that, slut? Like that big cock fucking your pussy?" Brent panted as he buried his cock in the groaning nurse's fuck-hole. "Tell me how you want it, Bitch. Tell me what you want!" It was apparent to me that Brent and Kathy had some history. He was talking to her in a way I'd never had, and she seemed to love it. "I want it hard, Baby!" Kathy squealed to the man on top of her. "I want it hard and rough! Give it to me rough! Give it to me like I need. You know what I want tonight." For a few seconds all I heard was the squeaking of bedsprings and the grunts and moans of a couple furiously fucking. Then, I saw the shape of Brent's body raise up and a sharp "slap!" A few seconds later, another "slap!"; then two more in rapid succession. "Eiiiii! Yes!! Yessss! Slap my tits! Slap my fucking tits!" Kathy howled out in the darkened room. My cock lurched violently in my pants. The sweet looking nurse I'd been dating liked it rough! Actually, from the way it sounded, she liked it real rough. Brent knew what he was doing. "You like that don't you, you little cunt?" I heard him ask what a snarl. "You like having those fat fucking titties slapped don't you?" "Ohhhhhh yes, Baby!" Kathy wailed in enthusiastic reply. "You know I do! You know I do!" "How about your face, you little whore? How about I slap your cock-sucking face?" Brent asked harshly. A staccato, but much more muted "slap, slap" reached my ears as Brent evidently carried out his threatening promise. Ohhhhhh Brent! I'm gonna... I'm gonna....!" Kathy bleated loudly as the humping man repeatedly smacked her face and tits with his open hand. "All over my cock, Bitch. Come all over my cock!" Brent ordered as he nailed Kathy's clingy cunt-chute. Kathy squealed and whined through another orgasm as Brent relentlessly punched his prick in and out of her spasming twat. Her breaths came in gasping gulps punctuated by high-pitched sobbing sounds as she raced to climax. Brent kept right on pounding her gooey fuck-slit right on through her crest, grunting loudly as he relentlessly slammed her hot fuck-hole. For a few seconds, all was quiet again. Then the slow steady squeak of the bedsprings resumed, and I heard Kathy giggle. "I don't know why I cum so hard when you do that! It turns me on so fucking much!" "That's because you're a nasty fucking slut!" Brent growled back at the giggling blonde. "You fucking love being fucked like a nasty little cunt. Fuck, you need to be treated like that, don't you? The nastier, the better. Admit it...admit you're a nasty cunt. I wanna hear you say it, Kathy. Tell me you're just a worthless fucking cunt." My cock almost exploded. My slacks were suddenly way too tight and unless I relieved the pressure soon, I was going to cum in my pants. Quickly, I unzipped my zipper, carefully reached in and yanked out my ready-to-burst cock-tube. Standing there, playing the nervous peeping-tom, cock in hand, I shuddered violently as I listened to Kathy's wailing response. "I'm a fucking cunt!" The innocent looking blonde yowled loudly. "I'm just a fuck-slut! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh! Just a slut!" My cock exploded. I sprayed a streaming rope of hot cum against the vinyl siding of Brent's house as I guiltily listened to the couple inside. Brent went into overdrive, suddenly pounding Kathy harder and harder, the bedsprings singing an obscenely loud squeaking tune. As Brent demanded that Kathy call herself filthy names, the sweet-faced blonde obliged. "Say it, Bitch! Say it!" "I'm a little cunt! I'm such a fucking whore! Fuck your cunt, Baby! Fuck your slut!" My cock throbbed and fired rope after rope of steaming ball-batter against the side of the house. It was suddenly obvious to me that Kathy loved being called names and being treated like a street whore. By day she was a professional nurse, an Air Force officer, but when it came to sex, she craved the fantasy of being nothing but a sex object. Fine with me! I'd just have to figure out how to treat her as such without letting on how I'd found out what she liked. Remarkably, Kathy came again as she admitted what a slut she was. Even more remarkably, Brent kept right on drilling her vise-like cunt-hole as she screamed and hollered in orgasmic rapture. Soon, though, the pace slowed and Kathy's howls ceased. For a few moments, all I heard were the slow, rhythmic squeak of the bedsprings and a few grunts and groans. Holding my still hard cock in my hands, I was about to tuck the gooey member back into my pants when I heard Kathy's low moan. "I want you to fuck me in the ass, Brent. I want you to fuck my little ass. Please, Baby, cum in my little ass." I let out a huge gasp that I was sure would be heard by the couple inside. Breathlessly, I froze in place, expecting to be found out. Instead, I again heard the shuffling of bodies in the dark room, and after a few, moments, Brent's commanding voice "Hold still, Kathy! I can't get it in your ass, if you keep wiggling like that. Hold the fuck still!" My cock immediately twitched back to life. A guttural groan burned my ears as Kathy signaled her asshole's acceptance of Brent's cock. "There it is! There it is!" The ass-fucked nurse moaned. "Stick it all the way in there, ass-fuck me!" Peering back into the room, I could still see just shapes and shadows. It looked as if Kathy was on her hands and knees, and Brent was kneeling behind her. One thing was for sure; his cock was reaming her tiny little ass like crazy. "Oh fuck, Kathy," the horny man grunted. "Your ass is so fucking tight! Always feels like it's skinning my cock!" "That's 'cause your cock is so big, Baby!" Kathy joyfully praised the butt-humping man. "You big fucking dick makes all my holes feel so tight!" It wasn't long before the creaking of the bed grew louder and faster. Kathy's squeals and Brent's grunts were driving me out of my mind! I had no idea how such a little girl could handle a hard pounding ass-fuck, but Kathy was having no troubles at all. In fact, she demanded more. "Fuck that ass! Fuck it! Do it hard! Give it to me up the ass, Baby!" As Kathy loudly urged Brent to plow her tiny ass I heard several sharp slaps ring out, "Slap! Slap! Slap!" "Ohh! Yeah!" Kathy screeched piercingly. "Beat my ass! Beat my fucking ass! Make it sting! I'm a bad girl! Beat my ass!" My cock was almost ready to explode again! How could she be this filthy? Brent had his cock jammed up her tiny little butt, was smacking the shit out of her ass-cheeks, and the little bitch loved ever second of it. Frantically, I bit down on my lower lip, trying hard not to ejaculate all over the siding again. For long minutes the ass-fucking and spanking literally raged inside the house. Just as soon as I thought things were about to quiet down, A few sharp slaps would ring out eliciting howls of blissful delight from the ass-fucked nurse. The bed's headboard began to clatter against the wall with a leaden, dull cadence as the strength of Brent's cock-thrusts grew more and more powerful Brent's filthy talk had pretty much ceased, and I easily surmised why: even though he'd obviously been there before, Kathy's ass was proving too hot and tight for even him. He was fighting the irresistible urge to baste the howling nurse's ass-guys with boiling prick-juice. "Ohhhhhh are you gonna cum, Baby?" Kathy suddenly bleated noisily as Brent groaned and grunted dramatically. "Ohhh yeah! I can tell you're gonna cum! You're gonna cum! Cum for me! Shoot your wad up my ass! Cum for me! Squirt it up my ass!" I'll never know who came first, Brent or me. My cock pulsed and flexed in my hand, and I once again squirted cock-cream onto the outside of Brent's house. My knees trembled and I felt lightheaded as I heard Brent bellow out his orgasm, shooting his hot cum up deep inside my Kathy's clenching asshole. Barely able to walk, I zipped up, stumbled to my car and drove home. Lying in bed, I repeatedly shook with lust. Unable to sleep, I replayed the night's event over and over in my head. Listening to Kathy get fucked was one of the hottest things I'd ever experienced. The emotions of jealousy and desire seemed to heighten, ten-fold, the prurient feelings that spying on the fucking couple had aroused in me. That night I came to two conclusions. One, I was going to continue this relationship with Kathy to see where it led, and two, my career as a voyeur had just begun. How It Started Note: This is my first attempt at a story so please any constructive critisim is welcome and appreciated. This is intended to be the first in a series so long as people enjoy it enough. Enjoy! How it All Started: I know I shouldn't be here. I should not have traveled all this way to see you. We've talked online, sure but this, this is something totally different. I don't have much to lose and it's this intense desire that made me buy the ticket and the hotel room out here. Sure I told everyone I was going on a business trip but really I was coming to see you. Just out of college and already trying to have an affair with you. You were married right out of school a year before me and even that time that you came to visit and we fooled around doesn't compare to what we're about to do. I'm nervous, shaking with the excitement of seeing you, having you. I pour myself a drink, whiskey, your favorite. I down it quickly. I brought the bottle to share with you but I figure you wouldn't mind if I smelt of whiskey. I start thinking back to your visit to college two years back, how hot it had been, how its been in and out of my mind ever since. We hadn't seen each other in almost a year. In the meantime you had gotten married and I had simply been enjoying my senior year. I was just happy to be hanging out with you again, tossing back a few drinks. I had no idea how drunk we were getting. You were staying with your former roommate and we spent most of the night talking, until her boyfriend called and we were left alone in her apartment. That's when the real talking started. "We totally would have dated if I were single. It would have been great." You had said. "Probably." I wasn't sure how to answer. Then I started thinking about it. How similar our interests were, and how attractive you were. It was a fair statement, we probably would have dated. "We would have at least fooled around." I managed to say, my drunkenness taking over my better judgment. "At the very least. God it would be so hot." You lay down on the bed. "How many women have you been with?" "Six or so." "God, I bet you're great." I attributed all of this to the liquor, how drunk you were but the look in your eye told the story. You wanted me but I was too stupid to notice. Deep in the blue of your eyes I can see it now in my memory. We kept drinking. We kept talking about sex. You got drunker and we started talking more and more about how good sex between us would be. "I'd love to have you touch me. To feel your skin on mine," You said as you got up to go to the bathroom. I thanked God for the moment of solitude. What was I doing, you were married and I wasn't about to cross that line. Was I? There are a few things I didn't think I was capable of. You retuned with your jeans off and crawled into bed and got under the blankets. You may have been too drunk to notice me. I waited for you to speak and thought at first you had passed out. I was about to get the rest of my beer and start walking back to my apartment that was only a few hundred feet down the road when I heard you breathing deeply. I was worried at first that you were going to be sick but then I noticed the way you were moving. I thought I was imagining it. You couldn't really? But you were. You were touching yourself under the blanket. I should have left. I should have done the right thing. You had hit a nerve though a fetish of mine. There is nothing I like more than to watch a woman masturbate. The voyeurism, that taboo of it all and you a friend, a married woman turned me on beyond description. I sat back down and watched; maybe you were doing it in your sleep. You kicked off the blankets and I could see for sure what you were doing. Your hand was in your panties fingering yourself furiously. More than that your eyes were open staring right at me. This time I did not fail to notice the desire in that deep blue. You got more and more into yourself but your eyes never left mine. I could feel my cock growing in my pants, getting harder and harder with every motion of your hand in and out of your pussy and over your clit. It begged to be let out of my faded blue jeans. And then you half fell half threw yourself out of the bed. I went beside you to see if you were ok but you just kept going looking at me. "I want to touch you," I said. I don't even remember thinking it first. "Don't. You can't," you responded but your yes begged me for a touch. I didn't respond to your eyes though, I just sat and watched. You took my hand put on your stomach. I moved up and cupped your breasts, playing with your nipples, pinching them, pulling them. You liked it the rougher I got. You used your free hand to force my hand down to your pussy. I had never felt a pussy so wet before in my life, and I had never been so hard. I continued to finger you while you played with your clit. And I kissed you; the soft feeling of your lips was exquisite. My tongue probed your mouth and your in turn probed mine. You pushed me away. "I can't, we can't, God this feels so good." I sat back up against the wall. You continued to get yourself off. "If you're going to do that I'm going to do the same." "Don't" But I couldn't. I unzipped my pants and started to stroke myself watching you. I watched as you came, moaning and driving me wild with each sound you made. You calmed down and came over to me. "Your cock is wonderful. It's so big." You reached out and took it in your hand. Your touch was light and wonderful. "Yes," I said to you. "I want to taste you." You put me in your mouth. Your lips and mouth were softer than your touch, warm and wet. You slowly started to suck. It was rapture. You moved everything the right way. Deeper and deeper in to your throat you took me until you had it all. You gagged but only a little and came up and went right back down. "I'm not used to how big you are." "You're amazing," was all I could muster before my dick disappeared down your throat again. This time you went fast, urging me with each motion to cum. I could feel my orgasm building as you played with my balls. "I'm going to cum." I said unsure how you would respond. Three more fast strokes and then you held me in your throat as I came. I had never cum that hard before, or that much and you took it all. Swallowed every last drop of my cum. You didn't stop there either. You didn't take my dick out of your mouth until it was soft. The rest of the week you took care of me, and I ate you out but we couldn't fuck. We wanted to but you simply wouldn't cross that line. I understood. I knew how much you had to lose. How much you have to lose. That was how this started. That was what got me here to this hotel room. I don't even know if you'll show up. I know you want to. Our conversations online you've told me how much you want to fuck me, you've told me what a dirty girl you are. How you want me to fill your pussy with my cum, how you want to get on top of me and force me to eat you, how you want me to teach you about anal sex, you want me to make you love it, how you want me to dominate you, how you want to make me your sex toy, and even how you want to have me with another woman. So here I am drinking my fourth whiskey. And there is a knock at the door. How It Started My obsession with watching my wife make love to another man started many years ago. It all started with some old slides I found of my wife modeling years before I met her. There was nothing really pornographic about the slides just her looking gorgeous and two men close to either side. In one slide her hand was resting on one of the men's legs very close to his lap and I guess this is where the fantasy really began. I had found the slides in a shared art room we had in our old apartment. I was immediately fascinated with the slides and found myself growing hard at the thought of her between these two men. As I was driving myself to college classes one day I started fantasizing about how far that that photo shoot went. I remember I was sitting in traffic with a big semi in front of me absently staring at the back of the truck. I started thinking about my wife and these two men , then on the back of the truck my mind started painting images of the slides. But where the slides left off my mind kept going. Imaging her hand sliding to the mans crotch. Finding his cock and slowly tugging it through his slacks as the man behind her pressed closer and reached around to fondle her. The next thing I know I have my dick out in traffic stroking myself to the movie of my wife getting used by these two strange men on the back of a truck. Needless to say I had one of the most powerful orgasm's I had ever had jerking off. And that was when it hit me, I wasn't jealous! For perhaps the first time in my life the thought of my girl with someone else didn't get me angry it got me horny! These thoughts went on for several years with out me saying anything. Oh I played with myself a lot. Thinking about her with other men. I even got her to tell me about her times with men she had dated. I found that as soon as she started talking about this I was ready to cum, That's how excited it would make me. After years of stroking and dreaming I got my chance. I actually had a threesome with my wife and a friend. And while that was intense it was with a friend of mine and he was lacking in the "hardware" dept. I did get something out of this though, that under the right circumstances my wife could be as sexually adventurous as me. And that I totally enjoyed watching my babe with another man. Now comes the real deal. Many years later, we had kept this fantasy alive through pillow talk, I had my chance to watch her with a man that was a turn on for both of us. We met him through a job we were doing. A local artist that was going to contribute to a project we were putting together. I could tell my wife had the hots for him almost immediately. Ira was a local man with a bohemian flair that I think my wife liked. Dark hair beard and a laid back attitude I knew he could become part of the fantasy. I don't think my wife realized how obvious she was being. But after being together for so long I knew the signs. What a flirt! I jokingly brought up then idea of Ira joining us over drinks one night and knew by her response she was game! After having a few to many drinks one night I called Ira on his cell. I mumbled small talk for a bit then came right out and said "Ira I hope you don't think im a total weirdo but my wife wants to fuck you." After a slight pause he laughed and said "I wondered if that's what was going on. He then asked me how I felt about it. I told him I was all for it if he didn't mind me being involved. When he asked me how she felt about it I responded that she would be embarrassed that I said anything to him and I was going to get an earful when I told her but that she basically had the hots for him and if he was game so was I. Well I did get an earful that night but after a few failed attempts to get together we finally had him over to the house. We got the work portion of why he stopped by over quickly and had a few drinks and laughs about my drunken confession. I excused myself to go have smoke. I positioned myself outside where I could see them on the couch talking. As I watched they got closer and closer. Soon my wife was touching his arm looking at his tattoos and laughing together. While I was a little jealous watching her and him my cock started to harden. I rubbed myself through my jeans enjoying watching them together. When I came back in the were sitting in the corner of the L shaped love seats. I sat down next to my wife and she turned to me and said" I've been talking to Ira about what you told him, and he's comfortable with it if we are". I respond that I was and to tell the truth I was turned on by the thought of watching them together. With that my wife slid from her corner to the floor on her knees. Ira pulled her to him and they started to kiss. As her tongue slid into his mouth my cock sprang to attention. I was actually watching my wife make out with another man! And I couldn't be happier! What really got me hard though was how freely she threw herself into it. Her hands were all over him! She seemed oblivious to the fact her husband was sitting there watching. As I sat and watched Ira's hand slid down her back to her ass, here was the point I thought she might back out. Instead she arches her ass to give him better access. He wasted no time and slid his hand down the back of her jeans and proceed to fondle her ass. All the while sliding his tongue in her mouth. I moved over for a better view and watched as they kissed. He slid his hands allover her body, touching her ass her tits. As I sat there rubbing my swollen cock Ira proceeded to slide his hands down the front of her pants. I knew that his fingers were touching her pussy and my cock got even harder! Her hips started to gyrate and I realized that she was riding his fingers as they probed her soaking pussy, Man I was in heaven! I finally had to reach in to my own pants and free my cock as this was just too much. She started rubbing his cock through his pants and I could see him swelling under her attentions even as she was letting him finger fuck her. After watching them play with and kiss each other and a brief break from Ira playing with her pussy she climbed on his lap shoved her tongue in his mouth and began grinding on his swelling dick, While watching this I sat across from them with my rock hard cock in my hand slowly stroking myself. My wife slid from his lap and down between his leg on her knees as he played with her tits, I could stand it no more and finally blurted that "I know you want to suck his cock!" she made some small comment of denial but it was really no use as she had his fingers in her pussy as she kneaded his cock through his pants. She slowly undid his pants and pulled them down revealing his white Jockeys his dick clearly outlined by the cotton fabric. As she slid these down his circumcised cock layed against his stomach. With out a bit of hesitation she wrapped her hand around his cock and lowered her mouth licking from his balls to the tip of his dick before wrapping her moist lips around his swelling cock and pulling him into her eager mouth. I must confess that this was the hottest thing I had ever seen! If I had squeezed my dick just a lil bit harder I would have cum in my hand . I eased up on my now precum covered dick. I asked Ira if he was cool with me just sitting there watching them but confessed this was totally turning me on. He replied "Hey it's cool I enjoy watching too". With out further prompting I got on the arm of the sofa next to them and held my cock in front of her. She grasped my throbbing dick and stroked as she stroked Ira's cock. I noticed his dick growing more, a fact not lost on my wife as her hand slid up and down. How big is it going to get?" she asked giggling. I then proceeded to watch as she sucked my cock still stroking him with her other hand. Looking down on her I thought she was the hottest wife a man could ever ask for! Suddenly there was a knock at the door. As My wife and Ira scrambled out of sight and I stuffed my self back into my pants I got the door and sent away the delivery man there as fast as I could. On returning to the living room I found the two of them together in front of the fireplace. Mouths locked together. My wife had lost her shirt while I was at the door and her large lace covered tits were being fondled by Ira as his other hand had made it back into her now undone pants and I could see his fingers moving under the fabric as he slid them in my wife's undoubtedly wet pussy. One of her arms wrapped around him and I could only imagine from my chair that it was down inside his pants stroking him with what was from my view obvious lust. My sweet wife was hot and horny for this guys dick and she was going to get it. They went on this way standing in front of the fireplace playing with each other for quite a while totally oblivious that I was even in the room. I watched as my beautiful wife rocked back and forth onto his fingers while her armed pumped with the suggestion of some serious stroking just out of my view. At this [point I needed a breather and excused myself to finish my smoke, not that either one seemed to notice me leave. I stood outside enjoying my smoke and absently stroking my cock and thought about what I witnessed this evening. My woman the one I had been monogamous with for the last fifteen years was in our house with a guys fingers exploring every inch of her hot wet pussy as she stroked his large cock. She was sa horny as I'd ever seen her even though when not kissing him she would say" we've got to stop so you can go home and get some sleep", as he had to be up early the next morning. When I returned I again was in for a surprise. Ira sat on the arm of the sofa with my wife standing between his legs turned to the side, With no pants on! Ira had his hand down the back of her see through panties coming between her legs with his fingers fucking her hard and fast! My wife's ass was pushed back into his hand grinding with abandon. I walked to the front of her and gave her a kiss. Watching Ira's fingers work her pussy through the sheer fabric and the look of total passion in her eyes was incredible! My wife was going to let him do what ever he wanted and so was I. I got something from the fridge to drink and returned as they kissed, looking into each other eyes as the steady rhythm from his fingers soaked her panties further. I said "Lets take this into the bedroom". "No he has to get up in the morning" she responded weakly. "I'll be O.K" he said. We moved into the bedroom. I laid down on one side and my wife on her back on the other. Ira approached her side and stood next her head. She raised her hand up and rubbed his cock through his pants as he unbuckled them and slid them down with his underwear as well. Reaching up again she grabbed his bobbing cock and stroked it forcefully as she shimmied her head and shoulders under his lucky cock and pulled him to her mouth. I was really enjoying the show, my hand squeezed my cock slowly and pumped it rhythmically as I watched his dick slide back and forth over her parted lips. He reached down fondling her tits and traveled down to her wet willing pussy. It was amazing watching this, she was sucking him like crazy and as soon as his hands arrived at her soaking wet pussy her legs parted wide. His fingers slid easily in between her lips and entered her deep exploring further. Watching his fingers glide in and out of her my painfully swollen dick in my hand I almost came! It turned me on so much watching him touch her pussy! Her fucked her good with those fingers and she ground her hips in response. My wife continued to really work his dick with her mouth and hands, occasionally she would look at me with a mouth full of dick and I'd have to back of on my cock it was that hot and sexy! Ira starts moving toward the foot of the bed my cock hungry wife held on as he moved on to the bed slipping from her fingers. He angled his head down between her legs lifting them towards her chest spread wide totally exposing her pussy to his mouth. I got closer to her my precum covered hand fondling her tits as I go closer and kissed her his cock still flavoring her mouth. As Ira licked and sucked her pussy my wife moans "I love the way his mouth feels on my pussy". My cock was laying along her thigh and as Ira ate her his arm would bump my cock pressing it against her thigh giving me an unexpected jolt. Now came what I'd only dreamed of as he raised himself above her and started sliding his cock against her very wet pussy. My wife reaches down and guides the head of his swollen prick between her pussy lips. He pushes fully into her his balls smacking against her ass her hips pushing up to meet him. As Ira fucks her steadily they kiss tongues deep in each other mouths. Her muffled moaning turning me on even further as he thrusts harder his glistening cock coming out to the head and plunging back in balls smacking her. On every down thrust my cock gets smacked between there legs as I lay close holding her and fondling her tits. They really start to fuck seriously as I move away to sit behind them, Her legs are pressed back as he slams her over and over and the view from behind is awesome as I watch his cock plunge into her pussy her pubic hair is dripping with juices as I continue you to stroke my swollen cock. At one point his cock pops free and she reaches down franticly guiding back in. Once again I'm ready to let loose and cum all over the two of them but I back off again determined to make this last. My wife twists her body so now she is on top of Ira his cock in perfect view as she ride up and down on his slick shaft. She then slides off him and kneels between his legs taking him into her mouth and sucking all their mixed juices off his cock. This my opportunity as she kneels ass in the air to slide my cock into her presoaked pussy. She lets out a muffled moan as I begin to fuck her and even Ira perks up as he watches me grab her hips and slide my cock deep. I could only do this for a little while as my cock was over stimulated watching her give him a blowjob. A the last second I pull out and stop myself so close to the edge that quite a bit of precum shots out of my cock splashing her ass and pussy, witch gets a moan of appreciation from Ira as he is getting his cock lovingly sucked by my wife's very talented mouth. I get up off the bed to get in a better position as Ira once more lifts her legs up and back exposing her now wet dripping pussy to the sky and proceeds to fuck her hard and deep. Each thrust shoves her closer to the edge of the bed as he pics up the tempo really fucking her hard for all she's worth. My wife's head is back over the edge of the bed mouth open and panting as Ira leans down to tongue her eager mouth never slowing. Just when I'm not sure my wife can take anymore Ira pulls out stroking his swollen wet cock and shoots a stream of cum all over her pussy and ass! I immediately get beside her as I stroke my cock and my wife fingers her pussy while Ira watches us. Watching her play with her cumm covered pussy is to much for me and as I start to shoot my load over her gorgeous tits she cumms as well fingers rubbing her clit hard and fast. At this point we all collapse in a pile of tangled arms and legs kissing and touching drifting off to sleep. Sometime during the night as we all struggle to sleep in what became a very restless night we set Ira up in the spare bed as he had to get some sleep to make it through work the next day. My wife went to tuck him in and I'm sure there was more fondling going on then. In the morning my wife goes to wake him up and doesn't return for a while. Knowing I'm missing something I quietly get out of bed and down the hall, turn the corner (my dick at this point is getting hard with the thought of what I might see.) and there's my wife laying across Ira's lap as he leans back against the wall his very hard and large (much larger than the night before, alcohol will do that!) cock in her hand licking and sucking him. One of her legs is lifted up and his fingers are deep in her pussy. This turned me on so much I started jerking off right their. Well she stopped sucking before he came telling him If he wants to finish hell have to cumm back sometime soon. After she walks him to the door we crawl back into bed and have the greatest fuck. We both had a great time and would do this again with the right person. Hope you enjoyed this and we look forward to reading your responses. Speedntrixi How It Started It was my husband's idea, for me to submit this story. He'll probably use it to jerk off, reading this, and remembering these events. I guess the first place is to describe us. Tim is 5'10'', 170 lbs. He stays in good shape, by working out, and swimming often. I'm just a bit shorter, 110 lbs. I have B-plus boobs, which are still very perky, with medium areolas. I also stay in good shape, with running and light weights. Tim loves to buy me panties and lingerie. He also buys me little slutty outfits. I am/was, to shy to wear most of them. We had been married 3 years, when I first started noticing a change in Tim's behavior. When Tim would get drunk, he would grind his cock into my backside, and start mumbling incoherent things to me. At first, I couldn't make out what he was saying, but after a while, I starting understanding it. The theme seemed to be, my getting "fucked" by various men. Sometimes, they were white, but most of the time, they were black. I really just thought my man was just hammered, and had no idea of what he was saying. The next morning, was like nothing had happend or was said at all. One night, after Tim had had a few martinis too many ( I also had had a few), I just started messing with him. I started moaning, and rubbing my ass against his stiff cock.He started getting more specific, as to what I was wearing, and where we were at. Suddenly, I felt his warm cum running down my leg. I really didn't know what to do, so I just went to the bathroom, and cleaned myself off. About 2 weeks later, again after a few martinis, he starts in on it again. This time I start talking back to him. Tim started telling me, about how I was wearing this tiny little dress he had bought-but never worn- for me. It was very short, and when I held it up to the light,very sheer. He kept placing us at a bar- Black Finns- with a black man. He kept asking me if I wanted to fuck him. So, I decided to press him on this. So when he asked me if I wanted to fuck this black stranger, I answered , "Oh, god yes". He started grabbing my boobs, and humping me wildly. "You want that big black cock in you" again, "Oh, god yes." Then " I'm going to make it happen!" Then he shot his load again, all over my ass. I turned to him, and said, "Tim, look what just happened." "I couldn't help it. You were making me hot!" "How was I making you 'Hot'?" "You said you wanted to fuck some black guy" "I hope you know I was only playing, you know that right..right?" No answer. " Tim, tell me that you know I was only playing with you." Tim lightly coughed, " You don't think that would be hot?" "Are you out of your fucking mind?" "You want your wife, to get fucked by some other guy...a black guy?" " I've just had this fantasy about this for a while." "How long a 'While"?" "Since before we were married." "I'm going to bed." The next morning, not much was said at breakfast. Finally, I broke the ice. "Do you know what you said to me last night? or were you too hammered to know?" "About what?" he said sheepishly. "About me, and some other guy." He sunk down in his seat, and looked down to his breakfast plate. " I know this sounds weird, but a lot of guys have this fantasy. I don't know what drives it. I love when you wear those skimpy little outfits, and guys check you out. I... ,I just get hard thinking about it. I wish you would wear those outfits I bought for you." "You're sick!" With that, I got up and cleaned up the breakfast mess, with a thousand thoughts racing thru my head. I was mad a hell with him. So, he wants to dress me up, like some fucking Barbie doll, and parade me around, for all of his sick friends to leer at me! Tim had some stuff to do in town, so I was left that day by myself for several hours. I was doing some laundry. I open my closet, and saw several of those outfits Tim had bought for me. I looked at each one, and wondered, how anyone could possible wear them in public. One, though, if it was dark enough, and I could be promised I'ld not see anyone I knew, could work. It had spaghetti straps, with a criss-cross front, that had a little tie in front. When I held it up to the light, I could clearly see my hand thru it. I held it against my body, and that seemed to reduce greatly the sheernish of it. I thought, I really do love Tim, and if he wants me to dress like this, at least I can meet him part of the way. We were going away the next weekend, to a football game. We arrived friday afternoon, so we had some time to unpack, and get ready for dinner. We were going out to a nice dinner, so I started getting ready about 5:00. I had decided to wear "the dress", as I would be dark soon, and we were in a town we didn't know anybody. I put on a pair of black sheer string panties. When I put the dress on, I knew, a bra would out of the question. I could see my nipple thru the very thin material, and hoped it would be dark, before I went out. I also notice, when I moved in the slightest way, my tits would jiggle uncontrollable. I now knew,I would have to walk slowly as well. Tim was openning a bottle of white wine, when I came out of the bathroom. He about fell over, and spill the wine he was pouring. "Oh my god, oh my god....I...I..I can't believe you have that on for me..Thank you!" " I just wanted to make you happy, and not to have wasted all that money on stuff I'll never wear." We had our wine, and out the window, I could see a darkening sky. I was very happy, and the wine was making me a bit braver. We had dinner at a mid-range seafood place, and decided to have a little topper off, before heading back to the room. As we walked into the bar, I could feel a lot of eyes looking at me. At first, I thought it was the way it is in a local place, where the newbies are examined. Then I noticed the off-set lighting. I stared wondering if they could see thru my dress. The attention didn't diminish,in fact it increased. So much for the newbie theory. I had had a few drinks by now, so I had enough courage not to care as much. We had to stand near the bar, as there weren't any seats available. My husband had his hands all over me. I was actually enjoying all his attention, and stared feeling very amorous. He kept running his hand down the side of the dress, and snapping the string on my panties. He also seemed transfixed on my chest. I looked down, and notice my criss-cross top had "tented"a little. About this time, my hubby starts talking to a bunch of guys that were there. They too, seemed transfixed on my chest. I excused myself for the ladies room. After taking care of business, I started making a few poses in the mirror. I could notice my nipple more in the harsh light, but when I turned sidewise...I could see my entire boob. The dress had tented, exposing my tits to the world. My idiot husband must have known this. And all of his new friends, were getting a good look at my tits as well. I was mad as hell, but also a bit turned on. All these men were making a fuss over me, and all I had to do was show them a little tit. Men are idiots! So I head back to the gathering, not fixing my top too much. A table became available, so we took it. As we sat at the table, one of my hubby's new friend, gets in next to me. I didn't realize which one it was, until I straightened my self. It was the only black man of the group! He was just asmiling. I could feel his eyes on my bare tits. He was very nice,and kept the conversation going. At one point, because there wasn't table service, the table would empty out, and then refill. But, the man next to me wasn't going anywhere. At one point, when it was just the two of us, he ran his hand down the side of my dress, saying how silky it was. When he reached my panty string, he tugged on it. I almost fell out. Here I was, sitting next to a black man, whose name I couldn't remember, showing him my tits, and now he was snapping my panty strings. I looked around for Tim, and he wasn't in the area. I broaden my search, and could see him some distance away, watching us. Suddenly, I felt a hand run up my leg, past my very short skirt, right up to my panties. I couldn't sit, with my legs crossed,because the table clearance was too low. So, I was wide open. His finger lingered on my clitoris, before his went back to my legs. I was a bit drunk, already horny, and now some stranger was playing with me. I had a lot of confusion going thru my head. I just wanted my hubby to take me back to the hotel, where I could jump his bones. Finally my hubby shows back up. After a few minutes of discussion, with his new friends, they decide, they were going back to his (Steve's) apartment nearby, for a nightcap. I felt my stomach knot. I had a bad feeling, that I was going to be the nightcap. A short walk, and we were in the lobby. I was under the impression, that others from the group were coming as well. But when we got to the lobby, it was only the three of us. Some other people had walked into the lobby and were waiting for the elevator as well. When we got in, Tim and I had become separated. But, of course, not our new black friend. We were a bit packed, so his body was close to mine. I felt him running his hands all over my ass and body. I tried to fight it, but I started getting out of control horny. I started enjoying his touching. As the elevator came to a stop, it lunged a bit. I felt Steve's body push against me. It felt like he had a small bat tucked into his pants. I thought that was odd, unless he was some kind of mass murderer. Then it occurred to me. That wan't a bat at all. Finally, we arrived at his floor. His apartment was very nice and tastefully decorated. The men took turns using the bathroom, so I was last. As I came out, music had been put on, and I could hear the clinking of glasses. Tim had a wolfish look in his eyes, that scared me. Tim took his glass, and sat down in an oversized chair. Steve ( I found him name out later ) walked over to me and handed me a glass of port. I took a sip, and he took the glass from me. Then, right in front of Tim, he wraps his arms around me and kisses me, smack on the lips. I tried to resist, and looked for Tim to help me. But he just sat there, with a big old grin on his face. Steve was by this time, touching every part of me. I could feel his "bat" thru his pants. He then pushed the spaghetti straps from my shoulder. The dress fell immediately half way to my waist, and then enmasse to the floor. I was now completely naked, except for my sheer black panties. steve ran his hands all over me, saying " Such pretty titties" ," What a fine ass","I love white girls, because they have such sexy tan lines". All this time, Tim just sat there. Steve started taking his clothes off. I knew once that happened, there wasn stopping. I begged Tim, "Tim, this has gone far enough!" "Make him stop""Tim,Tim" then he pulled his underwear down. I found out, it wasn't a bat, but a big black, thick cock. I had never seen one in person. A few pics, in the sorority house. He embrassed me, and I could feel his cock against my body. I was quickly breaking down. Steve gently pushed my shoulders down, and then the top of my head, until I was face to face twith his cock. I put my hands around the long heavy shaft. My little hands looked dwarfed againt it. I started rubbing it in a jerking motion, and a blob of clear liquid came out. I openned my mouth and started licking the head and could taste the sweet liquid. I sucked on him, the best I could. My mouth had a hard time getting it all in, and once in, could only go down but so far. Unlike my husband, which I can get almost all of it in. He picked me up, and gently place me on the bed. After he pulled my panties off, openned my legs apart,and started licking me. I started to orgasm shortly after. By this time ,I as pretty wet, so he moved up on me, and pulled my legs high in the air. He started to slowly put that monster in me.He would work a little of it in, slide it back and forth a few times, then slide a litle more of it into me. Finally, he had about as much of it that was going in. For some reason, I had this flash, of my mother stuffing a turkey at Thanksgiving! I would watch her, as she lifted the legs in the air apart, and then stuff as much as she could into it. And I was stuffed. He fucked ( yes ,fucked!) me this way for a while, then he flipped me over, and took me from behind. As he pounded me this way, I looked back, and could see Tim jacking himself off. After much pounding and 2 orgasms, he unloaded in me. I collapsed onto the bed, and passed out for a while. After a little nap, I could feel hands all over my body. I could barley open my eyes,to look down. I saw a black man, I didn't know getting ready to put his cock in me. "Who the hell are you?" "I'm Steve's roomie." He then proceeded to pound me again. I don't remember if I orgasmed that time, because I was a bit sore at the beginning. In the morning, I gave Steve a thank you blow job, again in front of my husband, who jacked off again. I swallowed a much of Steve's load as I could. How It Started Pt. 01 Do you ever sit and wonder "How did I get myself into this?" Well I now have. How did I get myself into being a Dom, well I'm still trying to figure that out. It all started in an adult chatroom. The topic in discussion at the time was BDSM. I was naïve in such a subject as I have never thought about ever getting into that. The pain, the humiliation, and fear a person can have. I never thought I could do something like that. Yet reading what some of these people were into I stared rethinking what I would and could do. During the first month I chatted in the room I met a nice Dom/sub couple. The more we talked the more knowledge I got about the lifestyle. We talked for hours each night, what it truly is and what people think it is. It surprised me at what I thought it was like truly wasn't it. They told me about their life and how they got into the lifestyle. Within the month they introduced me to their real names. Mark and Jane were 54 and 50 and had been Dom/sub to each other their whole marriage. For them it was not just about the sexual aspect but the whole life of her being submissive to him. We both learned that we lived a few minutes each other. After a couple of weeks of chatting online and on the phone we decided to meet in person at a local restaurant. They day came and I was nervous as can be. Once I got to the restaurant I walked in and looked for them. I had seen pictures of them so I knew what they looked like. They waved me over to the table. After the real introductions we sat and talked for a time. Since we had talked about most everything online and on the phone this meeting was more about the physical aspect of knowing each other. "What would you like from us?" Mark asked in his cultured voice. "I want someone to teach me about it all. I would like a mentor." I replied nervously. "Oh good. Mark has always wanted to be a mentor to a new comer to the lifestyle. Haven't you Sir?" He nodded "Wow. Nice." "What does your wife think about this?" Jane asked. "Well. She likes that I'm exploring a new side though she's not sure she wants to be a part of it. She appreciates that I told her about meeting you two and is glad there is someone I can talk to." I say timidly. "Well that good. I think once you have learned from us it will make it easier to talk with her and show her what you want. Well shall we get started?" Marks asks. I nod and after they pay the check I follow them to their house. It was a modest size home in a good neighborhood. Once we enter the door Mark sits down on stool as Jane removes his shoes. "Have a seat." He says as he waves to another stool. I sit down and Jane proceeds to remove my shoes. We move to the living room where Mark sits down in an overstuffed leather chair while I sat on the sofa next to him. Jane got down on the floor on her knees, sitting down on them with her hands in her lap next to Mark. "Now I think we should start with your training. First you need to know whether you are like us. We live this all day every day and she is not allow to do anything without my permission. Some people also just do this during sex. So that's the first thing you need to think about." I nodded. "Second you need to know what yours and your sub's limits will be. Now you said you wouldn't be much into the physical pain aspect. You can be more of a loving Dom, more like a "Daddy"." I look at him questioningly. "I don't mean in an incest way. More like a caring Dom that only uses an amount of pain to punish but treats their sub with the most respect." "Ok" "You need to think about what kind of Dom you want to be before I start training you." We sat there talking more about the different Dom styles and how they work. I watched as Jane had to ask to do anything and was explained that that is how they lived.