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Crystal Was,

By: qualitywheat



Hi, my name is Crystal, I am 22 years old, and I have been married for 5 months. I have a rather as it has turned out, a naughty and unexpected story to tell. If anyone had told me or shown me a written story about me like this, I would have laughed in their faces and told them go and have a cold shower.

Let me tell you about me. I am not very tall, I stand at 5ft 3" I have shoulder length reddish brown hair and green eyes, and I am very tempting or so I'm told. I'm not bad looking, and have a good body, my defining assets are my boobs, they are 40c, are explosively sensitive. I am like your normal sex loving girl; I had sex for the first time in my biology class. 

His name was Malcolm Devon, same age as me, 18, and had even less experience than I had. But he was the schools dishiest boy, all the girls chased him, including me, but I was the one that got him, and he got me too. To be honest I never thought much of the sex we had, looking back, I wonder how he managed to get it in before he came.

However, in the back of my mind I knew it could only be better in the future; I just needed someone to show me the way. That person turned out to be my then boyfriend's dad. I had gone round to his house as arranged only to find he had gone out. I was already feeling a bit down for some reason. When his divorced dad told me he wasn't there, I just burst into tears, the, 'nobody loves me kind' of tears.

He ushered me into their living room where he sat me on the sofa, he sat with me, put his arm around me to comfort me. He told me all sorts of lovely things, like.

"I don't understand him, here you are a stunningly beautiful girl, and he's cleared off some where." I smiled through my tears and thanked him.

Then he said, "If you were mine I'd never leave you alone for one minute." I snuggled in closer when he said that. His arm tightened around me. "You really are beautiful Crystal; every thing about you shouts class!" I raised my head up, smiled and thanked him again, and he kissed me.

I felt so grateful so needed, and I felt he really did care about me. I kissed him back before I broke away, saying it was wrong, that we shouldn't do this.

"Yes I know Crystal," he said, "but you are so irresistible, it's hard not to want to kiss you." So again we kissed, and there were no further protests from me. He got my boobs, then my nipples, and in moments I was under his spell, and a few minutes more I was under him with his cock deeply buried in my slightly hairy pussy.

My boyfriends' dad was the one that showed me the path to true lovemaking. It was wondrous; I didn't know what a climax was until he gave it to me. Stars burst all around me, my body floated, my toes curled, and I cried with the sheer thrill of my first ever proper orgasm. And, let me tell you, I had had dozens more because of him, he taught me about sex. 

He also showed me that I could be a real slut in the bedroom, it came as a bit of a surprise to me, but he only had to say something and I was up for it, especially when his neighbour and friend was around for a drink, when opportunity presented itself they would have me all over, and soon in every hole. I loved being subjected to all sorts of rude an unimaginable things.

I started trying to find boyfriends who had dishy fathers, and then I started trying for older men, therefore cutting out the silly boy children. I was successful at times and my sex life improved, but I wanted to settle down and marry, so the older men had to go, sadly.

I met my future husband when I was twenty, my sister, who is a year younger than me married before I did, which I wasn't happy about. And the man she married, who is really nice, is black boy. It didn't suit all of our family but it was okay with me. I wondered what made her go black, was it just love, or maybe the stories were true about the sexual prowess and dick size.

I was engaged at the time of her wedding, my future hubby and I were sort of the main guests, both of our parents couldn't quite make the leap from white to black. His parents were fantastic, we all had a ball, and I have to say, I thought her new father was as dishy as hell! I found myself near him several times and each time I got tongue tied.

He seemed to realise this and in a quiet moment assured me that he understood? "And maybe," he said, "you have a thing for black yourself, just like you're sister," and with that he walked off Leaving me breathless and, I hate to say it, drooling. I saw him a few times after that, here and there, well, we were part of the same family. But each time we met, he always had this infuriating knowing look on his face, I hated it, but it also made my pussy drip at times.

My wedding came and went in much the same way my sisters had. Everyone had a good time, and later that night, I was still in my wedding dress, I found myself sitting next to him. After a few pleasantries, he told me, before leaving me screwed to the floor, and glued to my seat, and it was a good job I was sitting down.

"You look fabulous Crystal," he said, "your dress is beautiful, just like you." I thanked him, his words were perfect for me, I felt a surge of desire. Then he said.

"I would love to fuck your brains out with my big black cock, whilst you are still wearing your dress Crystal!" And he was gone. I had an immediate mini orgasm, I shuddered and squiggled on my chair, I couldn't get up, and my pussy was boiling over.

I looked across the room for my new husband, but my eyes fell upon my sister's father, he smiled and winked at me, the bastard knew what he had done, what he had achieved. Then he turned his back and left me stewing, what, could I say, what could I do? Nothing that's what, nothing at all!

I love my man, but I loved the slut in me for wanting to be used too, insulted, debased, and browbeaten by a powerful man such as my old boyfriend's dad. I had already decided, or knew, that the first one to find me, married or not, would turn out to be a happy man, and almost certainly a very surprised one at that!

And lo and behold one had found me, and I had just been married only hours earlier. And it was in the shape of my sisters' father. I suddenly knew that he knew me, the inner me! How though, I hadn't ogled him or leered at him, flirted in any way, not even flashed my eyes. Was I that obvious to a knowing man, a man who could see the slut in me, in a woman?

What he had just said about fucking my brains out with his big black cock, whilst still wearing my wedding gown, was astronomically arousing to me the more I ran his words around in my head. I headed off to the bathroom to relieve myself in more ways than one! I never made it!

Walking down the corridor, a black hand took my arm and I found myself in a cleaner's cupboard of the hotel. Turning me around, my sisters FIL kissed me, as soon as he stopped he hiked my wedding dress up to my waist, spun me around, bent me over the small desk in there, ripped my panties off and he fucked me. I had hardly drawn breath, one minute I was in the corridor, the next I'm bent over with the biggest cock I had ever had, and it was a black cock too, I was having it rammed all the way up my newly married pussy.

I squealed as quietly as I could, he hammered into me for only a minute or even less, I came 3 or 4 times or more. Then, that all knowing grunt a man does when he shoots his load, and I was full to my ears with hot steaming cum. He pulled out, grabbed some tissues, jammed them between my legs, pulled my dress down, opened and peeked out of the door, and I was all alone with my scrambled brain, and seething pussy.

I collected my senses and did the same thing as he did, I made my way to the ladies bathroom where I cleaned all the cum I could out of me, washed myself, tried to make myself look the way I had less than 10 minutes ago, and half staggered back to my loving husband.

God knows what would have happened, or been said, had he, or anyone else known that his bride had just had her hours old vows broken by a rampant black man. Who also happened to be my sisters FIL! I managed to settle down and also keep my eye on him, I smiled to myself, the slut I was, had had a rude but very happy and satisfying awakening.

My sister and her husband made their way to us, Jenny, kissing and hugging me half to death, told me how happy she was for me, and that she knew I would have a happy life in front of me.

"That I will Jenny that I will" I said, risking a peek at her father. He saw me and gave me that wink, the one that said, "Got you Crystal, got you!"

'Yes you have,' I said, in the wink back.

At ten o clock, the best man told everyone that we would be leaving in thirty minutes; our flight was due for our honeymoon. So we would be saying our goodbyes. Katie's father made a bee line for me and Colin; he asked if he could have the last waltz with me. Colin of course said yes. And off we went around the dance floor.

As we tripped the light fantastic, he said to me. "Crystal I hope you don't mind me using these words, but you are the best fuck I have had in years, even though it was a so quick. I will see you when you get back. I have a lot more black cock to give you baby, a lot more!" The slut in me surfaced immediately.

"Yes I know, I'll be waiting for your call Timothy," I answered softly; the slut wouldn't let me be brave.

"I'm going to fuck you like an express train, in your ass, and in your mouth, tell me you want it, my little married white slut!" I nearly fell down, my knees gave way. I had to hang on to him for dear life; he had nailed me right on!

"Are you a married black cock slut Crystal, I'm not wrong about you am I?"

"No," I gurgled, hardly able to breathe.

"Good, now go on your honeymoon and think of all the black cock, your married white slut pussy is going to get when you come back." He told me, "Make sure you call me when you do get back, your slut pussy needs my big black cock doesn't, hmmmm?"

"Yes," I gasped hardly able to stand now. Then he escorted me back to my new husband, the one who would be claiming his rights this night, totally unaware that another man, a black man, had already claimed me, and them.

He asked me if I was okay, "you look a little peaky baby," he said, and squeezed his new wife's ass. "Just a little taster for later Crystal, I can't wait to be alone with you honey, I love you babes."

"I love you too," I told him, knowing I was probably lying to him already. Twenty minutes later myself and my dripping pussy for another mans black cock, went on honeymoon. 

We did have a good time, it was all inclusive, and everything was top whack. Including the room service guy, he got to service me when Colin went for an afternoon on the beach, while I stayed on the balcony. I rang for drinks and a snack.

The only snack I got was from him, as he emptied himself into me. I must confess, I did let the Latino guy who came to our room know I thought he was hot. And when I mentioned I was on my honeymoon, and that I was all alone for the afternoon, then I pouted for him dramatically. He got on full alert and went after the honeymoon bride. Oh, and yes he got her, boy did he get her.

I was asleep when Colin came back, and in the two weeks we were there I got serviced 4 more times! I returned home a well serviced and satisfied new bride. Colin was more than happy because he got everything he wanted and more. We stayed the first night back with his mom and dad, then we moved into a temporary apartment whilst we house hunted. 

There was one that we already liked and decided to put down a deposit, it was ready to move into, we called the storage people and they moved all our furniture in for us on the Monday morning, by mid afternoon it was done and I was cleaning. The crew foreman tried his luck, but I stopped him. 

"I haven't christened this house yet with my hubby, he comes first," I told him.

"Oh, er right, that'll be tonight then?" he asked.

"Yes why?" I responded.

"I'll be here at 9am, for my special bonus payment," and he left me smiling broadly, the bloody cheek of the man, I thought.

The following day, I had forgotten about the moving men's foreman, but he hadn't, I heard a knock on the door and when I opened it, there he was, grinning his head off.

"Here I am," he announced, and walked in, carrying me backwards to the kitchen table with him. Protest? What was the point, I had more or less told him I was available.

In minutes I was flat down on my back on my new kitchen table, feet up in the air, and chock full of big brawny cock, Ooooh what a lovely way to start the day, I thought, after my umpteenth cum. He left me lying there after many kisses and promises of a return match.

Believe it or not, I actually settled down into a blissful happy marriage, I was always up for some fun, but never went looking for it. I had always had admirers because of my reddish brown hair and green eyes; they were like magnets for virile men. Don't ask me why but they, and I am?

But I also had to put the brakes on, the moving men's foreman had made me realise that. I couldn't just have a man who I had given the eye to just turning up and laying me. The solution? I had a spy hole put in my door, now I didn't have to unlock or open it if I didn't want to. The foremen came back at least three times and three times more he wasn't allowed in.

I knew now I did love Colin, I know that sounds contradictory, but when we made love, we made love. When I had been laid by others it had been sexual gratification, that's all it was, pure lust, not love. I understood it now. And I felt better within myself, I knew the slut in me would be there forever, but I knew enough about me at last to keep some semblance of control.

I called Timothy to say I couldn't see him, at least not for a while anyway, I added that as an after thought, when a picture of his black cock trapped in my pussy popped into my head whilst I was speaking to him. I squeezed my thighs together, "Ooooh," I gushed to myself. Then he stopped me in my tracks.

"Crystal, you know you need my beautiful big black cock again, once you've had black, you don't go back Crystal, you know it don't you? It was carved by God for you to use, you know that already." I suppose my heavy breathing gave me away, I guess I didn't even have to answer.

"This is my address," he said, he gave it to me, I jotted it down. "I'll be here waiting for you tomorrow; 10 o'clock is good for me Crystal. Come and get what you know you need." I said, goodbye, and sat down. Now I hadn't expected that, but he had put me on a right spot.

By the time the following morning came I was ready in my head. I saw Colin off to work, I had to go, I knew it. Timothy had told me I was a slut hadn't he? He knew what I was didn't he? And he had told me his big black cock had been made for me, hadn't he? My pussy was twitching like something with an affliction.

I climbed in my car and told myself, "well Crystal, today is the day, no going back, once he's in you you've had it, once that black pussy wrecker gets you, you'll be his when ever he wants you!" I was actually talking myself into it, and by the time I set off I was wishing I was already there.

This liaison was different, I was deliberately visiting another man, it was a first, all my dallying had been on home turf as it were. It also excited me because I was giving in, giving myself to a man, a black man at that. The slut had taken over, God knows where it was going to lead, but I had to do it. I wanted to know this slut intimately, no pun intended!

I was dressed for the part, the shortest mini I had, heels, stockings, suspender belt, no bra, tiny top. My hair brushed to a shine, and as soft as the finest gossamer, my eyes made up to exploit their richest hue. My big boobs were spilling out. I got there and pulled myself together. "Soon," I told myself, "you will be in the control of another man, one that will own you body and soul. He will do to you whatever he wants to you, is that what you want Crystal?" I asked myself.

The answer was unequivocal. "Yes!" the voice in my head shouted. I knocked on his door, "Come in," he answered. I entered, closed the door behind me, no going back now, I was in.

"Lock the door Crystal," he told me from the chair he was sitting in. I did as I was told.

"Come here," he said, I approached him and stood there, not only was I terribly excited, but also terribly scared.

What came next I suppose was an exercise in authority, his authority. And my sluttish submission.

"You look beautiful, are ready for more of your black cock? You are still my little black cock slut Crystal aren't you, has anything changed?" All I could do was shake my head no, I couldn't speak.

"Good, I'm glad about that, you are going to love being my little black cock loving slut aren't you baby?" I nodded my head. 

"Is my sluts married white pussy ready for a portion on super black cock Crystal?" he asked me. Again I could only nod my head. My juices were leaking from my panties and slipping down my inner thighs, I made a rush for him but he stopped me.

"On the floor Crystal, you have to learn who your black cock master is, you have to earn the right to his privileges." He ordered. I was on my knees before he finished speaking, undoing his zip, my racing desire now to get his thick black cock out and in me, was more than I could bear.

I ate it as fast as I could, the taste of black cock will stay for me in my mind and heart forever. The power of it and him had crushed me now. I undressed as I sucked, I took both of his nuts one at a time, I tried to swallow them, I lifted the sac and licked his ass, trying to get my tongue in too.

He took a hold of my hair like a pony tail, and worked me up and down his shaft. "What a good little black cock loving, white married slut you are aren't you Crystal?" he said. I nodded my head fervently, wanting only now to feel his cum jetting down my throat, his hot steaming thick spunk blasting a hole in the back of my head.

Then he did, I have never had a cock all the way down, but he jammed me down over him, he went past my tonsils and in. I couldn't breath, I tried to get off but he held me there until he finished. The surprising thing was I accepted him doing it, I swallowed all he gave me, the taste of black cum overpowered me, it was fabulous. I remember falling to the floor, where I recovered eventually.

I lay there gasping; he stepped past me, and said.

"Follow me my little slut." I struggled to my feet and did so. He went upstairs with me hurrying behind him. Oh joy of joys, I knew where we were going, his bedroom, I was going to get the most wondrous tool in the world where it belonged, deeply buried into his married white sluts pussy!

He got on the bed, turned and beckoned me to him. He kissed me and loved me, I have to say it surprised me until he said. "I have to reward you Crystal for being the best cock sucker I have had." I flushed bright res with pleasure, he loved me sucking his cock and making him cum. My throat was sore, but if he wanted it again, I would go for it. 

I took a hold of his magnificent black prick and moved in close. I couldn't ait for him to regain his erection. Soon it was thickening and reawakening. It started to grow in my hands, I lifted myself up, intending to climb on. Again he stopped me.

"On your back Crystal, a slut has to be fucked for a few times before she is allowed to take any sort of lead." I accepted him totally.

He got over me and sank it in, I climaxed immediately, it was impossible not to. Soon he was humping me, long slow strokes, fast hard ones, doubling up, I never knew what he was going to do next, all I knew was, I couldn't stop the orgasms as they weaved their way around my unearthly mystical mind.


Crystal Was,



When he came it was for him, not me. I understood it, he was using me, he was using his slut, his whore. I was his married white pussy and that was that! When he came he filled me to my eyeballs, it was like being jetted with a pressure hose. My sister's father was a law unto himself, he had what all women craved, but it was I who was getting it.

When the time came for me to leave, he told me to stay downstairs for him. I did as I was told, he came in and handed me a DVD. "This is for you Crystal, a reminder of what you are, what you need, and what I'm going to give you, okay?"

"You haven't filmed us Timothy, no, please say you haven't?" I cried.

"Now now baby, don't you worry that pretty little slut head of yours, you are absolutely safe, I promise."

"But this means you can blackmail me whenever you want," I told him, I didn't like this, I would be his slut if he wanted me to be, but this, this was different.

"Yes but I won't, its for your pleasure Crystal, that's all, now," he said, "I'm not free every day, I have other things to do, so call me when you want to see me and I'll tell you when you can come over." All I could do was accept it; he had the upper hand even though he already had it.

When I got home I watched the DVD it was the most enthralling thing I had ever seen, I had no idea I made love that way, or enjoyed so much being fucked the way I was, and the sight of Timothy's big black prick splitting me asunder was mesmerising.

He called me two days later, "Are you at home Crystal?" he asked.

"Yes I am," I replied.

"Good, I'm nearly there, I want to fuck your ass." And the phone went dead. Two minutes later he was at my door. I didn't want to let him in, but my slut did, my slut wanted to be used again. 

He came in. "Sofa," was all he said, and pointed to my sitting room, I was dripping before he finished speaking. Hurrying in, I stripped and threw myself over the back of it for him. He was balls deep in seconds, his hand clamped over my mouth to stifle the scream that tried to escape. His free hand began slapping my upturned ass.

After he was sure I was accepting my fate, he took his hand away, and said.

"Tell me again Crystal that you are a slut whore for black cock, your sisters' fathers black cock!"

"Yes, yes I am, you know I am," I wailed in utter agony, and unbelievable arousal, stunning pleasure at the way I was being used once more in the degrading way he has. Cum was running down my legs, I could feel it.

What was it this man had over me, his persona, his presence, his demeanour, his stature, his inner strength? I had no idea, all I knew as, he had it, and I was not only under it, I was in it.

When he had filled me with his cum and my ass feeling like it had had a tree log driven up it. I staggered to my feet, he kissed me, looked at me, put his hand in his pocket and pulled out another DVD.

"Here," he said, "I think you are ready for this, I was going to wait, but you can hack it, I know you can Crystal."

"What is it of?" I asked, 

"Just watch it," he told me, "there are two films on it, spend some time mulling over what you have seen before you watch the second part okay?" Then he left, I sat down and inserted the DVD.

What I saw rocked me to the core of my being. It opened in a bedroom I knew, with a woman standing in the centre near the bed, and I knew her too. It was my mother! An arm appeared, it was a black arm and it was pointing to the floor. My mother was wearing the dress we had chosen together the day before the wedding was to take place. It was for my sisters wedding, but she hadn't worn it because she had spilt some red wine on it, she had told me.

She sank to her knees, head down in a submissive gesture. The black arm reappeared and took a hold of her reddish brown hair; it was the same colour as mine and my sisters. Her head was yanked up, and a big black cock was thrust into her mouth. She began sucking it, her hands went to the mans hips, who was it? I wondered, it wasn't Timothy, I knew his cock alright, and that one wasn't his.

My mother was forced harder and harder on to the cock that was ravaging her face. Then he pulled back and whipped her with it, slapping her across the face, her mouth chasing after the heavy black lashing prick. Then it was back in, I saw my mothers throat swell as he forced it down, her face was buried into his pubes as he got it all in.

He took her by the arm, dragged her to her feet and threw her on to the bed; there he ripped her dress off along with everything else she had on. I could see her mouthing the words, 'please don't,' but I could also see the excitement in her face. Then I thought where the hell is my dad? Where was he, yes, I thought, it had to be Friday night, he goes to the pub on a Friday night!

The night before her daughters wedding she was being used the same way I was being used by a black man, with a big and powerful cock, but who's was it? She reached for him and it, then he dropped on to the bed with her. I knew him, No! It can't be, can it? No!

It was Benjamin, Benji, my sister's husband, Timothy's son, only then he wasn't married to her, this was the night before. He smiled at the camera and winked. Then he pounced on my mom and began what can only be described as a fucking of a lifetime, he pounded and pounded her. She lay prone at first but soon the monumental battering she was taking forced her body to react to it. Her arms and legs wrapped around his superb black muscular body, she held on tight as Benji wormed his big dark muscled log into her shattered pussy.

Even Timothy hadn't fucked me like this, I found myself wishing it was me there instead of my mom. Now I knew why I was a slut, and a whore for black cock. It was in my genes, I was my mother's daughter for absolute sure! Benji flipped her over in one easy movement, and I saw him dig his prick into her ass, I almost her the squeal as he drove it in, showing no mercy her pummelled my moms ass in such a solid way it made me cum right there in my seat!

I could see her body tighten as wave after wave of orgasms crashed on to her shores. Benji gripped her, he was going to cum now, he tightened himself around her, crushing her to him, his hips melded to her ass, he gave it to her. I saw my mom's head bend down in total surrender. Benji settled and rested, then he pulled his shit covered prick out of mom's ass, turned her over again, climbed on her and stuffed it into her mouth, he was making her clean him off, and she did. She sucked and licked every inch of him.

The film ended, and I paused it as instructed, my mother was a black cock slut and whore, just as I was! My pussy was burning me up, I wanted to make myself cum, using Benji as my focus, but something stopped me, I don't know what or why?

It was an hour before I felt ready to watch the second part. If the first one had floored me, the second would be a knockout blow. I was ready, I thought, for anything now, but I wasn't, oh no I was not!

I pressed play and settled down, heart in my mouth. It opened with a shot of a woman on a bed, up on her knees, ass in the air, head buried in the sheets. Again, I knew that woman, I would know her anywhere in the world, mixed up with millions of people, I could pick her out immediately. I also knew the bedroom, it was hers, and it was her bed she was on. The woman was my sister.

Behind her a man appeared, a black man. And again I knew it wasn't her husband, fucking hell, I thought, what's going on? It wasn't Benji, I had just seen a close up of him and his magnificent black prick, and this wasn't him! Then I thought I might know who it was, but I needed to see a facial to be sure.

The man inserted a beautiful thick heavy black tool into her pussy. I saw her wriggle, getting it all in. I watched as her tiny hands snared and gripped the bed sheets. He began a forceful but steadied humping, his prick disappearing and reappearing in unified movements, hands on hips he speeded up, soon banging her hard and long.

I could see her breathing deeper and deeper as he thrust harder and harder, her head rolling from side to side, lifting and falling, she turned to the camera; eyes glazed mouthing words that said.

"Yes yes yes, oh please yes, Hmmmm." He really was hitting her now, she was sliding up the bed where she gripped it to stop him driving her into the bed head. Katie lifted her head in what seemed like a final begging request. 'Pleeeeeease?' And then I saw for the first time, a woman squirt, her cum spit out from the slight gap between prick and pussy walls. Her head dropped down, she had been beaten and conquered.

The man, who I had forgotten to try and think who he might be, pulled out and rammed his still hardened cock up her ass. Katie's feet shot backwards, her head reared up once more. But he held her by her hips, not letting up he continued fucking her ass, he gave her no respite, no rest, no let up. He was fucking her ass until he was finished, that was evident.

Then with one violent thrust he held himself in her as he filled her ass with his dominant black seed. He fell on her spent, I still couldn't see who it was, but I was guessing now that I knew. My own pussy erupted all on its own, never in my life had I had a cum like that, and not had my puss touched in any way.

He fell off, his back to the camera, while Katie spun around and took his shit covered lilting black cock into her mouth, just like my mom had done. She cleaned him up perfectly; she slid up to him, kissed him passionately. Then he turned to the camera and smiled. I saw him mouth the words, 'Hello Crystal, do you like this, hmmmm?' It was Timothy, my black lover, master if you like!

Katie had just been consummately fucked, debased and degraded by her own father. Just as I had watched my own mother being fucked, debased and degraded by her son in law, my sisters husband. And just as I had been fucked, debased and degraded by my sisters father in law too.

We were all of the same genes; my mom, myself, and my sister were all the same. I could say it now, with pride, and wear the badge if there was one. Sluts and whores for black cock. All that remained now was for me to be used, debased and degraded by Benji, and I knew that wouldn't be long in happening. I wondered if mom and Katie knew what exactly was going on?



Crystal Watches Me Get Barebacked



My name is Jay and I'm married to Crystal. We're both in our twenties and both in great shape and sex with Crystal is still great. 

She knows that I have had a fair amount of anonymous sex other guys in my life. So when I'm home alone, I surf the Internet and chat with men while jerking off to movie clips of men sucking cock and eating cum

One day, my wife and I decided to by one of those sex swings for our spare bedroom. It was great eating her pussy and fucking her while she was in it and she would suck my cock an lick my balls while I was in it.

Then one night, we were in the swing mood again...

"I want you in the swing tonight Jay," Crystal told me.

"You got it," I answered then immediately stripped naked and she helped me get in it. 

"I'll be back," Crystal said, as she left the room.

There I was hanging from the swing wondering what she was up to. A few minutes passed by and I was still wondering.

"What's taking you so long Crystal?" I yelled.

"Don't worry. I'll be there. I have a big surprise for you," she yelled from the livingroom.

I was getting curious and excited of maybe she was going to do something kinky to me. So I just hung there in the swing singing to myself while I waited.

"Jay, I have two surprises for you," Crystal said as she entered the room. 

I looked and saw her still clothed standing in the doorway.

"But you're not naked yet," I told her with some confusion as to what the surprises could be.

Then Crystal walked into the room and two guys entered. Both were around 27 years old and in great shape. I was shocked and didn't know what to say. These were guys that we had met at a party a few weeks previous. 

"So your two surprises is to watch our new friends guys fuck you?" I asked Crystal. "Jay, watch this little show first -- you asshole!" she said.

I was shocked but kinda wanted to watch her being fucked by these two guys, as I wanted to see their hard cocks. So I kept my mouth shut.

Crystal undressed the first guy and he stood bare ass naked with a nice cock hanging down by his shaved balls.

"You remember Dave, right?" My wife looking at me with probably the sexiest look I have ever seen on her face.

Then she stripped the other guy naked and he stood bare ass naked with a nice cock hangind down by his shaved balls.

"You remember Randy too." Crystal introduced us.

"Hi guys," I replied.

Then Crystal stripped out of her clothes and stood bare ass naked. The sight of her naked with those two guys gave me a hard-on and she noticed.

"You like what you see?" she asked me.

"I'm ready to watch," I answered.

"But I'm the one that will watch," she told me.

I was confused with her response and she noticed.

"These two guys are here to fuck you Jay," she said.

"What's going on here," I asked confused.

"Come on Jay, I know you want to be fucked by a two cocks." Crystal told me.

"I know." I quickly responded my true desires.

"Now now Jay, I know what you've been looking at on the Internet. Don't worry. I'm cool with this," Crystal answered.

Crystal grabbed Dave and Randy's cocks and walked them over to me.

"Okay guys. My husband wants to suck a cock and have his ass fucked by a cock. Make him your little boy toy," she told them and then walked to the other side of the room and sat down in a lazy boy chair.

I looked at Dave and Randy who were stroking their cocks. 

"So Jay, you want to suck my cock?" Randy asked me.

"Say yes Jay. I know you want to be a cocksucker," Crystal yelled across the room.

"Yes. I want to suck your cock Randy," I told him.

"Good boy," Crystal responded.

Randy walked up to my head with his flacid cock staring at me.

I hesitated for a second, looked across the room and saw Crystal rubbing her clit.

"Suck his cock Jay," she said with a smile.

I opened my mouth and Randy put his cock inside my mouth and I started sucking on it.

Within a few seconds, Randy's 7-inch cock got rock hard and I continued sucking. I loved it and it tasted great!

"How does his cock taste," Crystal asked me.

I took Randy's cock out of my mouth. "Great honey," I answered then put Randy's cock back in my mouth and continued sucking.

Meanwhile, Dave stood by me stroking his cock while watching me suck Randy's cock.

Randy grabbed both sides of my head while he fucked my mouth.

"I'm going to cum," Randy yelled out.

"In Jay's mouth," Crystal yelled across the room.

Before I had a chance to refuse, I felt hot globs of Randy's cum spewing out of his cock into my mouth. 

"Don't swallow Jay. I want to see it," Crystal said, as she got off the chair and walked over to me with her hands behind her back.

Randy's cock quit spewing out hot cum and it filled my mouth.

Crystal stood by me.

"Open you mouth," she told me.

I did and she saw Randy's cum inside.

"Good boy. Now swallow it," she told me.

I swallowed and it.

"How did it taste?" she asked me.

"Actually. Great," I answered.

"Good. You're offically a cum sucking whore," she told me.

I just smiled.

Crystal handed Dave a tube of something.

"Fuck Jay's ass Dave," she told him

I looked at Dave and saw him putting some lubricant on his nice 6-inch cock. I wasn't going to refuse and Crystal noticed.

"That's right Jay. I know you want your ass fucked," she told me.

I just smiled at her and waited for Dave to insert his cock into me.

Dave walked over and lubricated my waiting asshole.

"Fuck my cocksucking cum slut of a husband Dave," Crystal ordered him.

"With pleasure," Dave responded.

Dave put the head of his cock right at my ass hole.

"Beg for it," Crystal demanded.

"I want my ass fucked," I yelled out.

"Louder!" Crystal said, as she slapped me.

"I WANT MY ASS FUCKED," I screamed out.

"That's a nice whore," Crystal said to me. "Fuck him," Crystal then told Dave.

Dave's cock penetrated my asshole. It hurt at first but I started to like it. After all, I would shove a broomstick up my ass wishing it were a cock.

Dave slowly pumped my asshole and I was loving it. 

"My husband loves having his ass fucked. Doesn't he?" Crystal asked me.

"Yes. I love having my ass fucked," I answered.

"When i was 10 at my parents friends cottage there was a friend same age that used to fuck me bareback three times a day all summer long

I could totally feel Dave throb inside me as he obviously found that hot.

Dave continued to pump my ass and I moaned in pleasure.

"Fuck my ass," I moaned out. "I love the feeling of my ass being opened up," I yelled out while Dave continued fucking me.

"I'm CUMMING," Dave yelled out.

Before I could say anything, I felt hot globs of his cum fill my asshole.

Dave pulled his cock out of my ass.

"That's a good boy Jay," Crystal said to me.

Crystal walked Dave and Randy to the lazyboy chair.

"Watch me now, Jay," she instructed me.

I moved the swing around and watched as Crystal got on her kneed and started sucking on Dave and Randy's cocks.

It didn't take them long to get rock hard again.

Then Crystal got on her hands and knees.

"I want a cock in my ass and one in my mouth," Crystal ordered them.

Randy got by Crystal's head and Dave got behind her.

Crystal started sucking on Randy's cock while Dave slowly inserted his cock into Crystal's ass. I watch in disbelief.

"Crystal, why didn't you let me do that to you," I asked her.

"Shut the fuck up asshole and watch. If you're a good boy while watching, I'll let you do this to me," she yelled out.

I just watched as Randy fucked her mouth and Dave pumped her ass.

A few minutes passed and the action was hot with Crystal sucking Randy's cock and letting Dave fuck her ass. She took Randy's cock out of her mouth.

"FUCK MY ASS," she screamed out.

"FUCK ME TIGHT ASSHOLE," she screamed out again.

It didn't take Dave long.

"I'M CUMMING," he yelled out.

"AHHHHH," Crystal moaned out as Dave filled her ass with his hot cum.

Crystal put Randy's cock back into her mouth continued sucking on it.

"I'M GOING TO CUM," Randy screamed out.

To my surprise, Crystal kept on sucking and let Randy cum into her mouth.

She got up walked over to me. She opened my mouth with her fingers and let Randy's cum drip out of her mouth and into mine.

"That's a nice cum whore," Crystal said to me after the last drop entered my mouth.

Crystal turned around and put her ass into my face.

"Suck his cum out of my ass," she ordered.

I placed my mouth on her ass crack and stuck my tongue into her asshole. It didn't take long until I could taste his cum on my tongue. I continued to tongue fuck her with my tongue. After a few seconds, I removed my tongue from her ass and opened my mouth and it didn't take long until his cum dripped out of her ass. 

Crystal stepped to the side and got me out of the swing.

I immediately kissed her on her lips.

"Thank you honey," I said to her.

"My pleasure," she responded.

"Let's get some drinks," she said to Randy and Dave.

*

This is a true story that happened to us after we had met Dave and Randy at a party. We were very high on some amazing E and talked for hours about bisexual sex. I didn't know that Crystal had secretly gotten their email and had been planning this the whole time.

Hope you liked our encounter.

I will write some more if you want to hear about it.

Jay