0 comments/ 33844 views/ 3 favorites Rescrew Me By: MistyMorgan It was early spring; James and I were enjoying the warm weather and cleaning up the yard. James was burning some old trees that had fallen in the back yard. I watched two of our cats, Ninja and Tabasco, playing in the tall grass, chasing one another and the butterflies that graced us with their beauty. Rocky, my tiger stripped tabby was laying at my feet enjoying the heat on his back. Othello, the black Persian looked like a ball of yarn with his long hair covering his face. Princess, our dachshund was arching her long body over the tall grass, trying to catch up with the cats. At times she all but disappeared. All of this was viewed from my post on the hammock. A neighbor stopped by and said hello to James. He, of course, welcomed this interruption being someone who enjoys company and loves to talk. They met at the fence and were really just shooting the breeze. I was lost in my book and paid little attention to their conversation. The animals seemed to be enjoying this weather so I had nothing to distract me from the novel that I had almost finished. Sometime, while my mind was on another land, ashes from James' flames escaped the bounds of his pyre and caught a corner of the house on fire. "Call the fire department!" came his cry that pulled me back to reality. "The house is on fire! Call the fire department!" I ran inside and called 911. "We have a fire!" I cried. "Where is the fire ma'am?" the lady on the other end asked calmly. "At our house! Please send the fire trucks fast!" "Stay on the line, ma'am; please try to stay calm. We've dispatched the trucks to your house, and they should be there shortly. I need to get some information. I tried to stay calm, but not knowing the extent of the fire I had no idea how long it would be until I would be engulfed in flames. The trucks arrived in a roar of sirens and all of the neighbors clamored out of their homes to watch our bane.. There were six firemen for our little fire. It only torched the rear corner of the house for about six feet in any direction. But they managed to soak all of the carpet and both beds. And the fire didn't even make into the inside. After the blaze was out, James remained outside talking with the firemen about how it had all started and how to prevent it from happening again. James, in his friend to everyone manner, invited them to have a beer to cool their thirst but they begged off. "Gotta be alert you know!" one of them explained. "Yeah, right what was I thinking," James laughed. "Well, please feel free to come around anytime you're free and we can get to know one another and see what comes about." I stood at the screen door watching these fit men wander around our yard. They all had arms like tree limbs and tight butts. Made me wet! I didn't meet them all, but the ones I did meet definitely met my requirements for a playmate. As they left they waved and smiled at me. I waved back and thanked them for their help. My pussy was moist. "Nice guys, huh?" James smiled when he finally came inside. "Yes, they appeared to be," I agreed. "I told them that they were welcome here anytime. They were really impressed with you; of course, who wouldn't be. Hopefully some of them will find time to see you on a regular basis," he smiled. "You invited them into our lives? Why did you do that?" I cried trying to sound angry, all the while creaming in my pants. "Well, several of them commented on how beautiful you were and how they would love to be with a woman like you. They said I was a lucky man. What was I supposed to say? 'Sorry guys no one can please her but me?" He laughed sardonically. In spite of myself, I also laughed. Then I kissed him and asked, "So when's the first one coming over?" We didn't really set up a time. But I have names and phone numbers and even the phone number to the fire station itself. Next time I set the house on fire you can call them directly. We laughed at that but the possibility of having a few of these studs service me really turned me on. I fantasized about having sex in the firehouse. With several of them at a time, "Mmmmm what a delight!" I spoke aloud. "What?" James asked. "Oh nothing just fantasizing." He laughed and said, "Well, I guess I'm going to clean up the mess they made. Do you need anything before I go?" Coming out of my daze of daydreams about firemen, I said, "Yeah, now I need a good licking since you've gotten me all hot talking about those sexy hunks." "My pleasure, Mistress." He followed me into the bedroom and by the time my shorts were off he was between my musky smelling legs. His tongue was buried deep in my smooth artichoke and he was devouring all of the delicious juices there. He paid special attention to Ms Clit; she always loves his attentions. "Good boy, make me feel really good. I need you to tongue fuck me until I spew in your mouth. Come on baby boy; lick it good. You know where to go! The more I taunted him the deeper his tongue explored and the harder he rubbed and sucked my rigid rosebud. The sensations were driving me wild and my legs interlaced around his back while my hips lifted off the bed trying to force his tongue deeper into my pool of lust. Finally the lust was more than even I could endure and I shoved him off me. My body shook uncontrollably and my nipples were so hard that they hurt.. James was up on his knees, "I'm sorry Mistress if I hurt you!" "No, you didn't hurt me, you just over stimulated me; I'm great! Really." His little pricklett was standing as tall as it could and oozed white cum. He looked down at it then back up at me when he saw me looking at it. "Mistress, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spit cum on you or the bed. Please forgive me. I was excited at being able to tame your passions. I promise to be more aware of my little dicks actions. Please forgive me. I'll sleep in the other room if you wish." "Not a problem today James, I'm sure they excited you as much as they did me.." "Yes, Ma'am, they did! Do you think they will let me play when they come over?" "Yes, I will make sure of it, now go run me a bath and finish cleaning up the mess out there." "Yes, Mistress!" he rolled off the bed, his little pricklett swaying in front of him as he entered the bathroom. While I fantasized about one fireman in particular that caught my attention, I slipped my fingers into the wetness between my legs and stroked deep and hard. Thumb and index finger teased my clit again as my middle finger fucked me. I had two more eruptions before James returned to tell me my bath was ready. I soaked while he went outside to start cleanup on the remainder of the disaster in the yard. The hot water relaxed all of my tight muscles and soon my eyelids covered my eyes as sleep overtook me. "Mistress, wake up; you're turning into a prune!" floated through my head as I fought to return to the world. My eyelashes fluttered as I opened my eyes. "Did you enjoy your watery nap, Mistress?" "I must have; I don't even remember drifting off, but the warm of the water took me away. I guess it was a release from the stress of the fire." I offered James my hand to assist me out of the now cold tub. I yawned and stretched once he placed a warm towel around me. "I've prepared dinner; some steaks and baked potatoes with broccoli. And I added a nice Cabernet Sauvignon to wash it down with and relax you. Are you hungry?" "Starved is more like it. I haven't eaten since this morning. By the way, I'd like to know more about those firemen while we're eating. Okay?" "Oh yes, I can't wait to tell you about them. I know you are going to enjoy their company. And I will bask in them too. Just looking at them I could see that their dicks bulged. Not at all like my little pee-pee." Licking my lips, "Mmmmm, sounds delicious. Did they say they would like to come here or can we play at the firehouse?" "I think at first they would be more comfortable coming here one or two at a time. Once they get to know us better they may like to experiment at station. You could maybe slid down the pole naked," he giggled. I laughed too, at the thought of my body being pleased by so many well-endowed men. Two and three men at a time, maybe; I like more than one. Then I can watch James clean up each and every one of them. I was getting hot again. The dinner was delicious as was the fire in my groin. I wished that one or two of the firemen were here to tantalize me while I ate. James told me all about the guys he had spoken with. "There's Darryl who has dark hair and green eyes. He's been on the force for three years; twenty-eight years old; single, no girlfriend. Don't know why because if I was a woman, I'd want to hang on his arm." "I know you would like Coby; he's thirty and his shoulders are the widest part of him. Easy to laugh and not bad looking either. He's intelligent too, not just a pretty face. He has a stomach like a washboard." "Dustin almost looks like Dustin Hoffman, but he's a bit taller. He has a great smile and laughs a lot. He's divorced, no girlfriend right now and I think he's horny as hell!" "There were several more, but those three were the most open," James finally smiled and winked at me. "Which one would you like to enjoy first?" "Wow, quite a selection there. But right now I think I could use someone who's horny as hell as you put it. Let's start with Dustin." "Sounds good to me! Want me to call him tonight?" "Yeah, that sounds good. It's been three days since I've been laid. I need a good fuck! You're tongue's just not doing it right now." He cleaned the table then went to the phone and dialed a number. "Hello, is Dustin there? Yes, this is James; he was at my house this afternoon for a fire. Yes, I'll wait." "Hey Dustin, this is James, do you remember me from this afternoon?" "Good! I was wondering if you had thought about what we talked about?" "Really? Would you be interested in getting together tonight?" "Great, when can you get here?" He turned to me, "Thirty minutes?" I nodded my head and headed for the bedroom. "Yeah, man that works for us. Looking forward to seeing you and getting to know you better. See you in a bit. Yeah, me too; I'm excited already!" James found me in the bedroom, looking through the clothes in the closet. He walked in and pulled a sleek black dress off the rod. "This one, I guarantee!" I took the dress and slipped it over my head. The soft fabric fell gently over my bare skin. James then placed a pair of black stilettos on my feet and handed me my makeup bag. He brushed my long hair and kissed the nape of my neck. Chill bumps gathered on my skin. Lastly, he handed me a bottle of perfume. I spritzed the fragrance on my neck, between my breasts, and behind my knees. I sniffed deeply and the bouquet made me hot. "He's not going to want to go home tonight. Guess I'll be in the other bedroom tonight." James predicted. I laughed but hoped that he was correct. Five minutes later the doorbell rang. James ran for the door while I completed my makeup. Running my tongue over my red lips, I placed my fingers into my now wet cunt. I brought them to my nose and smelled the musk of my body. Then I licked them clean and headed for the living room. Escaping from the darkened hallway, I smiled as I entered the room. James turned as I stepped into the light. "Dustin I'd like for you to meet my Mistress," and he held a hand to me. I reached for his hand and smiled at Dustin. "Nice to meet you ma'am and thank you for inviting me this evening." "I hope the pleasure is mutual," I smiled. We sat and talked for a short time, Dustin told us about himself and we shared our desires with him. The longer we spoke, the harder his manhood pressed against the zipper of his uniform. Soon, James stood up and went into the bedroom. Leaving us alone. Dustin seemed to become self-conscious. I moved close to him and placed my hand on his thigh. Then I bent closer and kissed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. His large hands groped for my breast and he pinched my hard nipples; he sighed deeply and his hands explored more of my body. He found the hem of my dress and snaked his way up to my wet garden of pleasure. A shudder of excitement ran through my body; fluids lubricated my cunt and my legs spread wider. "You're really hot! I like that. I want to fuck you; I haven't had the pleasure of a hot bitch for a long time. Please stroke my cock for me. I know you can do it better than I can," Dustin whispered. I unzipped the zipper of his pants and his prick flipped out; happy to be free. Precum had already formed at its opening and the head was red with anticipation. Licking my lips, I leaned over him and licked the salty precum off his head. Then I covered its crown and placed the tip of my tongue into the hole. Dustin's hands fell on the back of my head and guided it up and down on his cock. "Oh yeah, baby I like how you do that. Suck it good. Ohhhh yeah, that feels so good. Your tongue is hot as fire!" James reentered the room and Dustin pulled my head off his shaft. I smiled at James; Dustin said, "Sorry man, didn't mean to do that!" "Oh, I hoped that you would," James replied. "I love to see my Mistress sucking a big dick. Wanna see why?" Dustin didn't reply, but James dropped his boxers for him anyway. A deep breath expelled from Dustin's lips when he viewed James' skimpy little cocklett. "This is why my Mistress needs a man of your stature. She needs a man who can penetrate her deep enough to give her pleasure. Will you please fuck my Mistress for me and let me watch you make her happy?" I think Dustin must have been stunned, because for about a half a minute he said nothing; but his prick grew longer and harder. "Wow, man, sure I wouldn't deny you the pleasure of seeing your woman satisfied. Nor would I have her live without a real man to please her. Let's go!" Dustin took my hand and led me into the bedroom followed by James, his little tallywacker swinging between with a bead of precum shining on its tiny head. The bed was turned down and the pillows piled high. I climbed onto the bed, while Dustin discard is uniform. When he dropped his pants, his flagpole stood tall. I licked my lips, anxious to suck that pretty head and swallow its precious seed; then to be fucked so hard and fast that my body would shake with pleasure. Once rested, I would want to do it again. James sat on a chair just at the foot of the bed. His little cocklett hanging free, "Mistress, may I play with myself as I watch your pleasure?" "Yes, but if you stain the chair, you will be banished to the bathroom for the rest of the night!" "Yes, Mistress; I understand." His fingers now rubbed his little knob and precum formed on the tip of his pricklett. Dustin climbed onto the bed and slowly pulled my dress over my head. When he revealed my body, his shaft grew thicker and redder. Licking my lips, I begged, "I want to suck that beautiful prick of yours and drink your salty cum." "Good baby, I need you to get me hard; I'm not use to having someone watch me and I'm a little nervous." I bent over his half-mast phallus and licked at the precum. Then I covered the heart shaped crown and bobbed my head up and down on the thick shaft. It felt delicious in my mouth. The more I licked and sucked the harder and thicker his shaft grew. It snaked its way into my throat and nearly cut off my air supply. But in doing so cause me to spray. That drove him crazy. "Wow! That's fantastic; can you do that again? I never saw a woman spray before. I've heard about it but… Wow! What a rush! I giggled; James stroked his dicklett with both hands and moaned softly to himself while watching as Dustin screwed my mouth. "James, get Dustin a rag to wipe himself." He rose from his chair; his dicklett erect with a rich red head. He waddled as he walked. James handed Dustin the wet cloth, then went back to his chair and once again grabbed his pricklett with his hands, stroking it and playing in the precum that glistened on it's tiny crown. Dustin wiped my juices off his legs and stomach then covered my cunt with his mouth. He looked up at me for a minute and asked, "Can you spray in my mouth? I want to taste your sweetness!" I smiled and said, "We can see." His tongue began by stimulating my clit while his fingers played in the wetness deep inside me. He found my erogenous zones and fluids poured into my deep, lusty snatch. "Mmmm baby, such a rich salty taste, sweet but tangy." His words slightly garbled by my cunt. His tongue tickled my clit as he talked. When he was full of my fluids, he came up for some fresh air and his mouth covered mine, sharing my juices with me. I licked my lips and pushed him off me and onto the bed. I climbed on top of his erect arrow and forced him into me. There was some burning at first, but soon my slit adjusted to his size and let me take all of him. Moaning with pleasure I pushed my knees up then lowered myself down onto the shaft. My teats became hard and one hand reached to pinch them. Fire filled my belly and clit. Dustin slapped my hand away and his large hands covered my tits and pinched my hard nipples. "Oh nice, firm, not flabby. You have a beautiful body. I want to enjoy every inch of you. Frontwards and backwards I want to lick you, kiss you, fuck you and bring you pleasures you could never dream of!" "Mmmmm, give it to me, baby, I need to be fucked until it hurts!" I cried. Flipping me over, Dustin placed his fingers into my tight butt. It was painful because he used no lubricant. He ran the fingers in and out of my tightness and then spread my cheeks. James quickly ran to get some lubricant, not wanting me to be exposed to the pain of a dry insertion. Dustin took the cold fluid and squirted it on my ass then on his dick. James guided his thick cock to its destination and I could feel the tiny tears as Dustin forced his way into my darkness. Slowly, he pushed deeper and deeper until he found a depth that please him the most. His heavy balls slapped my ass as he stroked in and out of my ass. Wrapping his hands around my waist, he pulled me up onto my knees. He planted his hands on my shoulders and fucked me doggie style. On explosion, his heavy cum flowed down my legs. James quickly slid under me and licked at the seed that dripped down my legs like cat cleaning its fur. "Oh Yeah!" Dustin cried as James massaged his balls to expel more cum. "Gaud, I never had anything feel so good!" His thrust became slower and deeper. I felt the pulsing of his seed through his cock as it expanded my ass. His fingers dug deep into my shoulders as his hips pushed in then pulled out of my wet pussy. Suddenly, he stiffened and the hot seed spewed into my cunt then trickled down my legs. "Yes! Oh yes!" he cried and his body shook. Dustin released his grasp and fell beside me. My body shook with pleasure and exhaustion. I fell onto the wet sheets below me; a mixture of sweat and body fluids stuck to my skin. My muscles contracted and expanded as I tired to stay alert. James quickly climbed onto the bed. Dustin tilted over and fell beside me. His arrow pointing to the ceiling and it's seed of life spilling onto his belly and pubic hairs. James was anxious. He wanted to attack the fluids but waited for permission to do so. Looking Dustin in the eyes, I asked "Is it all right for James to clean you?" "Hmmm, yeah, this stuff is really sticky. Do the hair first, wimp!" James climbed onto the bed and his tongue found its way into the thick pubic area above Dustin's fuck-stick. Cum continued to spew out of the flared head. He turned to me and said, "Lady, I haven't had such a good fuck since I was sixteen years old! When can we do this again?" Rescrew Me I laughed; "Maybe in a few days." He took a deep breath; "I hope I can get it up again by then." James finished cleaning him and asked, "Would you like to take a shower, Master Dustin?" "Yeah, that will help." He rolled off the bed and his dong swayed as he headed for the bathroom. James held out his hand and helped me off the bed. My legs were weak and trembled. I needed James' support to walk. I peeked around the shower curtain and asked if I could join Dustin. His dick noticeably twitched. "Oh yes, ma'am! I'll wash your back if you'll wash mine!" James assisted me over the side of the tub then pulled the curtain closed. I took the washcloth form Dustin and lathered it with soap. Then I washed his torso with firm hard circles to help release any energy that he may have still had. Bracing himself on the cool ceramic tiles with his strong arms, he spread his body wide open for me to explore with the washcloth. With my bare hand, I massaged his sac and he moaned softly. Then I placed the washcloth around my finger and inserted it into his ass. A short fart slipped out, "Sorry ma'am!" he whispered. I searched for his prostate and massaged gently. Dustin spread his legs wider and soft moans came from him. With my other hand, I stroked his scrotum and his muscles loosened. I massaged his gland more vigorously and his hand started slipping down the tiles. "Oh baby, I'm gonna cum all over this shower! It feels so good. Fuck me good, push that finger deeper…Oh YEAH! Do it baby make me cum hard!" A jet stream shot out of his pulsing dick and he fell to his knees; my fingers continued to massage his erogenous zone as he withered in the cold tub. Finally, I released him and he sighed as the electric sensation eluded his body. He went limp, licked his lips and smiled. "I think I love you!" "That's nice, I like you too! You're fun to play with. James!" "Yes, Mistress?" came his reply. "We need towels." In seconds, he handed towels through the curtain then helped me out and dried my hair and skin. Dustin stumbled out of the shower. "Man, how can you share someone like her?" James waggled his dicklett at him. "Oh yeah, right I forgot. Guess I had better get dressed and get back to the station. Please invite me back again!" I looked to James. "I'm sure you will be invited back," he said. Slowly, Dusting headed to the door, but before he left the bedroom, he turned and kissed me hard; his tongue darted into my mouth making my pussy fill with fluids once again. "Oh yeah," I agreed with James and waved good-bye. I didn't hear or feel James come to bed. A few days later James asked, "Did you enjoy Dustin the other night?" "Mmmmm, yes; he was really good. We'll have to invite him back soon, but I would also like to experience some of the others you told me about." "I was hoping you would say that. Do you remember the other's I told you about? Is there one you would like to try?" I could tell he was anxious. "I'd like to try the baby," I cooed. "Baby? Which one is that?" he looked puzzled. "I think you said his name was Darryl?" "Oh yeah! You'll like him; very virile, I'm sure. I'll call and see if he's on duty!" "Wait, I might want two today. I'm feeling very horny and frisky. What were some others you liked?" "Well, there's Nathan, about thirty, strong hands, big neck. Then there's Ivan, dark skin, but not black, haunting eyes; a deep story somewhere within him. Maybe Wesley, definitely a black man, thick lips, great, loud laughter; he really loves life. Okay, I say Nathan and Wesley; I would like a really strong cock today. "I'll call and see if they're available today. Look at this; I'm hard already just thinking about them. My hearts beating a mile a minute!" He kissed me hard and ventured to touch my wetness. "Bad boy! I didn't tell you that you could touch me!" I scolded. He backed away, "Please forgive me Mistress; I lost my head in my excitement. He left the room then returned with a paddle. He handed it to me, unzipped his jean, dropped them to the floor and bent at the waist. I took the flogger and squared it on his bare ass. I pressed on his shoulders and bent him almost in half. Then I swung my arm back as far as I could and slapped it on his bare skin. Splat! Crack! Splat! Came the sounds as I chastised him for his indiscretions. Straightening up, his face was flushed and almost matched his red ass. He kept his eyes diverted ashamed for what he had done. "I'm so sorry Mistress for forgetting my place. I will make the call and find you suitable partners for your enjoyment tonight." Not even attempting to re-clothe himself, he bowled his head and left the room. I went to take a shower and prepare for whatever lovers he may find me for the evening. I trusted his taste and knew he would find men that appealed to my desires and me. As I stepped out of the shower, James was there with a towel and a smile on his face. He still had not dressed. His butt was still red. His pricklett hung lifeless. "Mistress, I was able to find you two partners for tonight. I was able to get Nathan and Ivan; I'm sorry but Wesley wasn't available tonight, he bowed his head as in disgrace. I patted his bald spot and said, "That is alright, maybe one night we can do Wesley all night. Now, dress me the way you think will excite them!" He pulled out a sexsational dress that made his little prick twitch as he placed it over my head. One could see my bare breast through the thin material and my hairless pussy lips felt freed. A pair of stilettos and I was ready to entertain my guests. James made snacks, just incase. "Firemen are big eaters, he explained and after being with you, I know they'll need to fill their bellies. You'll drain all of their energy." Within a half hour of getting ready, the doorbell rang. James was nervous for some reason. Maybe he was hoping to be used and abused by one of these two guys. He sometimes begs me to let them use him. I just smiled tonight and shook my head yes. His little dickledo stood up when I smiled. He answered the door with nothing but a thong and a half shirt. The firemen laughed and slapped his ass as the entered the house. "You're a funny guy, James, but if you're not careful, you may get an ass full of dick too, tonight!" The one named Ivan laughed. Nathan seemed a bit more reserved. He had a nice smile and his hands looked strong but gentle. He licked his lips as James introduced him to me. Ivan, on the other hand didn't smile, but licked his lips. His eyes surveyed me from head to crouch. They seemed to land there, on my smooth mound. I felt he would have loved to place his hand under my skirt and rest it in the warmth. James made everyone feel more comfortable by telling some jokes and bringing drinks to my new suitors. Nathan finally relaxed, but couldn't take his eyes off of me. He licked his lips often and smiled constantly. I wished I could read his mind. But he had a gentle face and I found comfort in it. Ivan must have changed personalities with someone since James first met him, because he was funny and very outgoing. Maybe humor was his way of attacking terror. I walked into the kitchen to get some water and he followed me. "Can I have just a few minutes with you?" he asked softly. "Sure, I hope you want more than just that though," I smiled. He blushed slightly and I noticed a jerk between his legs. "Not to worry about that; I'm about to explode right now!" "Why does a pretty woman like you need someone to find you men?" he blushed. "Oh, I have no problem finding men; they are always approaching me. But you see, I love James, and I want to please him. He has a problem, you see, his dick can't satisfy me." "How can that be?" Ivan blushed. "James, would you come here, please?" "Yes, Mistress!" When he arrived in the kitchen I said, "Drop your pants!" He didn't hesitate; he unzipped his jeans and let them fall to the floor. He never looked down; he placed his hands behind his back and spread his legs wide. "Man! I'm sorry fellow; what a cruel joke!" Ivan whispered. "Okay, James you can go back now." "Thank you, Mistress!" he turned and left the room. "Wow! I didn't know." "You would have found out anyway." "I promise to fuck you really good. I was nervous at first, but now I know why you want to fuck other men and not him. You probably can't even feel him inside of you, can you?" Ivan sort of babbled. "No, not with his dick, but he has a wonderful tongue." "Hmmm, that's crazy!" he turned and went back into the living room. I drank my water and also returned to the crowd. "I'm going to the bedroom, who wants to join me?" Both Nathan and Ivan clamored to their feet with smiles crossing their faces. Their dicks pressed against the fabric of their pants. James brought up the rear. When he entered the bedroom, he pulled down the spread and the top sheet. He helped me out of my dress, which encouraged Ivan and Nathan to disrobe as well. As they stepped out of their shorts, I knew James had made the right choices. Nathan hung at least nine inches with a butterflied head that was a light red color. It appeared to be very soft. Ivan's shaft was darker than Nathan's but his skin was too. His shaft was thicker, but at least as long; if not longer. I couldn't help but lick my lips. James' cocklett stood erect in front of him pushing against his boxers. He helped me onto the bed and spread my hair over a pillow so that it wouldn't get pulled while we were playing. Then he rolled off the bed, looked for my direction. When I gave none, he turned to the two anxiously awaiting men and said, "Gentlemen, please be gentle with my Mistress as you do with her what you please. She is now ready for your advances." The two men glanced at one another; Nathan was the first to climb onto the bed. He moved between my legs and stuck a finger into my garden of love. "Gosh, you're already wet!" "Yes, very wet and on fire for a real man to fuck me. Are you a real man?" He blushed at first; then he took his shlong into his hand and started stroking it slowly. "Want me to help you with that?" I cooed. He took a deep breath and he shuddered, "What would you do to help?" Licking my lips, I smiled. Nathan's eyes became wide and he crawled over my leg and up to the pillow, cock still in hand. He held it just behind its flared head. Then he placed it close to my mouth. Shock crossed his eyes as I opened it and my tongue flicked out as a snakes tongue would. On contact, he moaned and I inserted the tip of my tongue into the hole that was now spitting precum. "Mmmmm, you drink a lot of juice, don't you?" I asked. "Yeah, how'd you know?" "Sweet cum, very sweet!" "Gosh, I didn't know that!" he whispered; his eyes were large with discovery. I covered his head and sucked at the sweet juice there. My tongue flicked in and out of the tiny hole, which expanded as the precum found the opening. His moans were soft and sounded melodic. His hips slowly swayed back and forth; his hand dropped from his pipe to my erect nipples just in his grasp. He used them to leverage himself and keep a rhythm. His hips thrust forward then back. Slowly at first, then a little faster and deeper, he tried to push his dick down my throat. I swallowed as much of it as I could. It was thick; the head soft and well defined by the ridge. It made a popping sound when it slipped out of my lips. His moaning was like a melody that he used to propel himself to euphoric pleasures. Within moments, I felt the pressure seeping through his prick and felt the warmth of his spray fill my mouth then overflow onto my neck, tits and nipples then over my sides and onto the sheets. Nathan held tight to my shoulders as his dick spewed his seed all over me. Once his load was shot, he fell to the side of the bed; his breathing labored and closed his eyes. Ivan had climbed onto the bed just before Nathan exploded. He had spread my legs wide. He played with my clit in sync with Nathan's motions. I felt that I would explode at any second. But he held me just on the brink of eruption. Now he took his pipe in hand and slapped its head against my erect pleasure dome. Electricity stung my nub and made my legs twitch. Then he took his fingers, wet them and pinched my hard nipples. I cried out from both pleasure and pain. "Ohhhhhhh, Mmmmm, Ahhh, Take me, fuck me good; screw me hard! Give me that dick!" I demanded. "That's it baby, beg for it. I'm not gonna give it to you unless you beg me good! Tell me what you want! Come on, tell me bitch! Tell me what you want! Beg for it!" I felt James move; he was upset, hearing Ivan talk to me that rough. I motioned to him to stay where he was and to keep quiet. He settled back in his chair; he pulled out his pricklett and started stroking it with both hands. "What is it you want, I want to hear those words!" Ivan yelled as he slapped at my erect nipples with one hand and stroked his hard bishop furiously. "I want you to fuck me hard and deep," I begged. "I want you to make me feel like the woman I am and make me spew my sweet pussy juices all over your manly dick!" I cried loudly. "Yeah, that's it baby. Beg me for it! Tell me how much you want it!" "I need your cock to make me a real woman!" I cried as he continued to stroke his prick and moan with the pleasure it gave him. "I really need you to fuck me like the slut I am! Fuck me hard and fuck me fast! Show me how to please you!" "Yeah baby, that's what I want to hear, tell me what kind of cunt you are! Tell me how you use men to get what you want!" Ivan was really into humiliating me. This was his dark side coming out. It excited me, but also scared me. James was alert and watchful. "Okay, bitch, I'm going to give it to you, but you better appreciate it when I'm finished. You have to clean your scummy juices off my dick when I'm finished with you!" "Mmmmm, I want to lick that prick of yours! I want to kiss it and suck all of those thick juices from it. Fuck me good and make that dick juicy for me!" Pulling me to my knees, Ivan rammed his Johnson deep into my pussy and I felt it rip. I bit my lip to ease the pain. It only took him a few minutes to blow his wad; he had gotten so worked up that he couldn't control it. He fell backward on the bed and I leaned over and slurped up the sticky cum as it overflowed his head and looked like a fountain. His hands pressed my face to his sticky pubic hair and then pulled it back up again. "That's it baby, clean me up; suck me dry! Then I'll fuck you again!" He fell back and soon he was breathing deeply. James rolled him to the foot of the bed. Nathan looked to me. "Are you all right?" "Yes, he didn't hurt me. James would have stopped it if he had." "He scared the hell out of me. I thought I was going to have to hold him back." Nathan whispered. "Well, come here, and let me make you feel better while you make me feel better," I smiled and reached out for him. Slowly, he crawled back onto the bed and stroked his dick. To his surprise, it responded to his touch. He moaned as the warmth flowed through his body. "Are you sure I won't hurt you after what he did?" "Yes, I know you will be gentle," I assured him. Gently, he licked open my pussy lips. I knew he was getting some of Ivan's jizm, but he didn't' appear to care. He seemed to be enjoying it. My hips pumped up and down on his warm tongue that licked lavishly in my cunt and made my clit dance with excitement. Then he pulled out and asked James to join us. James looked to me for approval and I nodded to him. "Yes, Master Nathan, what do you desire, sir?" James spoke softly. "I need you to suck me hard. I just need the encouragement to get me back to where it feels good." Again James looked to me. I smile and nodded. "Do you wish to be on your back or your knees, Master Nathan?" "I think I want to be on my back. Give you a better vantage." "Yes, Master, do you wish me to put on my clothes?" "No, I might want to yank you from time to time." Nathan appeared to blush. "Is this alright with you Mistress?" James turned to me. "Yes, James, proceed. I will watch." He turned back to Nathan who offered his large dick to James' mouth. Licking his lips, James leaned forward and sucked the wide cock into his mouth his cheeks puffed out and his head began to bob up and down. I reached for his dangling pricklett and yanked on it with every down stroke on Nathan's dick. I felt the fluids pouring into his pricklett. Nathan moaned as James' face fell into the grassy pubic area. Nathan's hands embraced James' head and forced it up and down in tandem with his own hips. James moaned with pleasure and his dicklett grew. I leaned over and sucked his tiny, marble balls. At first he twitched, then relaxed with the idea that I would let him cum. Within minutes, Nathan's face brightened and his legs stiffened. I knew he had flooded James' mouth with that sweet cum I had hoped to receive. Once he had filled James' mouth and James had swallowed it, he released his head and let James fall back onto the bed. James' little pipe expelled what little seed he had. He closed his eyes and seemed to instantly fall asleep. Nathan looked at me; "I'm sorry Mistress, but I just couldn't fuck you. I tried, but everything in me said no." "That's okay, Nathan." I felt empty. I was still horny and no one was around to relieve my desires. James came around and looked up at me about ten minutes later. "Mistress, I'm sorry! I didn't think they were that weird!" his eyes begged me not to punish him. I leaned over and kissed him; "It's not your fault." "Would you like to call someone else?" he asked as my fingers dipped into my juicy cunt. "Yes, I would, because right now I'm even more horny than I was before." I smiled. He scrambled out of the bed and picked up the phone. Dialing a number, he reached down and massaged his balls. He smiled; it felt good. He was glad he had been able to suck off Nathan. As of now, I had no cum in my pussy for James to clean, however, he had a mouthful that he was able to savor. "Hello, this is James, has Wesley gotten back yet?" "Could I speak with him? Thanks man!" "Wesley, this is James from the small house fire last week. Remember we talked about my Lady? Yeah, she's the one!" He listened for a few minutes then said, "Yeah, I really think she would love to have your big black dick in her pussy. Do you think you could come over and take care of her?" "Wow, that's great man, here are the directions. He told him how to get tot the house. Fifteen minutes is good; thanks a lot!" "You heard?" "Yes, but what are we going to do with them?" "You can go in the other bedroom. I'll get rid of them when they wake up," he assured me. I showered again, quickly and just put a sexy robe on. I lay in the other bedroom until the doorbell rang. I became anxious. I was really hot and playing with myself wasn't working. The door opened and James walked in with Wesley. He was nothing like I imagined. About six-feet tall and muscular, but not overly so. His smile was bright and his eyes sparkled. He was polite and very gracious to have this opportunity. "May I touch your skin, ma'am?" he asked. "Oh, please do; I'd be disappointed if you didn't." Tentatively, he reached for me and cupped one breast in his large hand. Then he bent and ran his tongue over the other hard nipple. "Sweet, sweet, I like vanilla!" I smiled; his large black hand covered the other breast. "Hard and anxious! You're my kinda woman." He then moved his thick fingers to my pussy and slid one along my slit. Rescrew Me "Wet, mmmm!" he sighed. Placing the finger in his mouth, "Sweet, bittersweet!" and licked his lips. I wanna fuck you, suck you and eat you out. We won't need you're wimp there until clean up. Then he can suck my dick and lick me out of your sweet cunt. But he can go to sleep now, we'll be hours." He pushed James out of the room then proceeded to strip down to the raw. When he removed his shorts, I thought 'I hope I'm big enough for that!' Wesley was very gentle and took his time once he was undressed. I stood and watched as Wesley first sat on the bed, spread his legs wide and slowly stroked the thick shaft that connected to his sac. He softly moaned as he came close to an orgasm. He motioned for me to come to him and rubbed his moist head on my lips. I tasted the salty seed and smacked my lips. Fluids spewed into my garden; anxious to get started, I fingered myself because Wesley was still going through a ritual he seemed to be performing. Sitting on the bed, he finally said to me, "Come to me my beauty. I want to caress you and give you much pleasure. I approached him slowly. My hand lay on my smooth pussy. When I reached him, he moved my hand and inserted a thick finger into the wetness there. With his other hand, he pinched my electric clit, causing fire to trickle down my legs and my breath to catch. "Pretty, soft, hungry, eager; just the way I like my women. What you want your daddy to do for you, baby?" he asked as his lips sucked in a nipple and he nibbled on it. My breath caught once again. "Make me a real woman tonight! Show me how I'm supposed to feel. Give me your manhood and let me know that I've pleased you!" "Mmmmm, that's my baby. His fingers pinched my clit again. One fat finger fucked my wetness. "Oh, you want me bad, don't you baby? Come here, come to Daddy!" he took his Shlong into his hand and squeezed it. Cum oozed out of the tip. "Lick it off baby; let's see what kind of woman you are!" Pushing on my shoulders, he forced me to kneel before him. I opened my mouth wide and covered his head with my lips. My tongue caught the salty sweet cum and lapped it in like a thirsty puppy. His fingers pinched my clit; "You like me doing this, don' ya honey?" "Yes, I breathed heavily;" desire growing in my cunt. "Suck my dick! I want you to take it deep in your mouth too, baby!" I knelt before him as he sat on the bed. He slapped my cheeks with his pipe then ran a finger between my lips and slipped the thick head between them. My cheeks filled with his size. He was still being gentle he hadn't hurt me at all; even though he had stretched the limits of my skin. Suck me slow now. I like it tight and slow; no teeth. I'll fuck your pretty lips; you stick your finger up my ass! Rub my passion spot; I know you know where it is!" I forced my middle finger up his ass. It was somewhat loose and I had no trouble finding his prostate. He moaned when I found the right spot; his dick jerked with pleasure in my mouth and jizz squirted in my mouth. Breathing deeply, Wesley whispered deeply, "Good baby, that's it; you found it! You know what to do with it. Make me cum sweet thing. Then I'll fuck you crazy!" I massaged his prostate and mouth fucked his dick until my neck hurt. Nearly ready to give up, I tasted the sweet, salty cum trickling into my mouth. Wesley's hands pressed on the back of my head and his hips fucked my face. The warm fluids burst forth like a storm into my throat nearly choking me. I swallowed as quickly as possible and nearly lost it all. But I somehow managed to swallow it all. He held me tight to his groin for a few minutes after the rush had ceased. Then he released me and fell back onto the bed. His breathing was deep. I thought, he's fallen to sleep. I started to get up when he said, "Three minutes then you'll get it all, baby. You gotta good mouth on you. I wanna see what kind of twat you got." His breath came heavy once again. I sat on the side of the bed and watched him sleep for about three minutes. Just when I was ready to leave, he woke up. A smile crossed his face. "I like you girl. I'm gonna show you how much." He stood up and motioned for me to lie on the bed. I did and he walked over and spread my legs. He bent over me and sucked my nipples. "So sweet, where you get such sweet tits?" I just smiled and shook my head. "Don't matter anyway. They still sweet. I likes your smooth little box. Black girls have hairy cunts. I likes 'em smooth; no hair in my teeth." I likes your little slit too; not too much play," he said as he stuck a thick finger in my pussy again. Then stuck it in his mouth. "So sweet!" Now, I wants you to suck my cock one mo' time so it gets hard again. Then for the next hour you can enjoy my throbbing rod fillin' you with lovin'. I lay on the bed, and he straddled my face. "Open it wide baby and don' forgit to put your finger in the wonderful place!" I opened my lips a far as I could. His head forced its way into my mouth and my finger massaged his prostate once again. This time his motions were slow and deliberate. His breathing controlled. "I like your mouth baby, it's a good mouth." His hips rose and fell above my face. "Yeah baby, slow, deep, that's it you got it. Slow, deep, softly baby; I wanna make you happy!" This went on for the next five minutes. Just before he was about to explode he yelled, "Stop NOW!" Wesley pulled out of my mouth and quickly inserted his shlong into my wet pussy. He entered with a POP! I felt a burning as his large size penetrated my Venus canal. My nails dug into his back but he just kept pushing. "You're alright baby, I won't hurt ya!" His breathing was fast. When his head hit my pleasure spots fire flickered in my vision. His mouth covered my hard breast and his tongue tantalized my eager nipples. His hands explored every inch of me from my head to the bottom of my feet. How much time passed, I had no idea. I was lost in the pleasures that he provided my skin, my cunt and my tits. His gentle hands molded me and thrilled me. My legs wrapped around his body and held on for a ride to wonderland. How many hours passed, I will never know. All I remember is waking up sometime later to a sunny sky and James' smiles. The firemen are now our best friends and whenever we have a fire in the hole, someone always comes over and hoses it down. ~Lady Dora