1 comments/ 50441 views/ 3 favorites Taylor Made By: TasteTee This bitch done lost her mind! I know good and hell well she is not laying up here in my house... in my clothes... sleeping with my woman! I thought to myself. "Savon! What the hell is going on? I thought you were my girl! And this is how you treat me! I was nice enough to let you stay in my house after your ass lost your job and your apartment. I haven't charged you jack shit for all the damn food you’ve sat around here and ate, the damn phone bill you ran up or the pornos you keep ordering! Now I come home from working 12 muthafucken hours to find my house in shambles and you in my girl's pussy! All this and I ain't had nothing to drink!" "Taylor... let me explain...” Alex started to explain. Alex... My boo… my angel...BITCH! "Explain what?? This is going to be good. But don't tell me just yet... let me get some things first. Yall hold on... wait right there.” I laughed. DMX couldn't have said it better... 'Yall gon make me lose my mind up in here... up in here.' This is too damn laughable. Then I started giggling... then laughing out loud. I laughed so loud and so long, that I started to choke and tears ran down my face. Savon and Alex peeked out of the room and stared at me while I fell over in fits. "Taylor... are you ok?” Alex asked shakily. "Yes I am fine... and will be doing better in a minute. Why don't yall meet me in the den?" I went to my closet... and rummaged around for a minute, and then I found what I was looking for: my bottle of Tanqueray 10® and Eve… my chrome baby .380. As much as I hurt, I couldn’t stop laughing. I think I heard one time, from someone, that laughter was one way the body deals with pain. Well, whatever the scientific, medicinal, or technical reason was, I had my own agenda of coping. I opened the shoebox where I kept my bullets. Just as I put the lid back on and turned with my loaded solution, I was met by Alex's plea. "Taylor, no." She sounded calm as can be. Could she not see I was standing here with a loaded gun and mind full of intentions? "You don’t want to do this." She was right. "Right Alex, I don’t. I don’t wanna do this. I love you and that is why you need to move out of my way and let me do that bitch first" I looked at her for what seemed like an eternity. All sorts of past images of our happier times passed through my head. They were replaced by the times that she has hurt me in some way. I felt the water well in my eyes. Alex saw the movie that was playing in my head through my eyes. Von was still standing there looking from me to Alex and back again as if she was watching a tennis match, not really sure what to do or what to make of the entire scene. Hell neither was I for that matter. Alex turned around and told Savon to wait in the den. Von, still in shock over what could've happened just stood there and asked, "Are you going to be ok?" "I'll be just fine, now would you please just go wait in the den." Alex motioned her off. Tears streamed down my face, I felt my chest rising and breaths short, and I just sat there still holding my head. I felt Alex's hand on my hair trying to hold me, calm me down. While pushing her hand away I screamed, "Get the fuck away from me! Don't touch me! How could you? Why Alex?” "Taylor baby, I'm sorry that you had to walk in on us like that. It just happened,” she pleaded. "In my fucking house?? In my bed? How long has this been goin on?” I asked her. "I must have damn fool written on my forehead. I let the bitch in my house after her sorry ass lost her job and I come home to find her laid up with my girl?" By now my breathing is getting more and more difficult. I know my asthma kicks in whenever I'm stressed, but right now I just wanna hear what this bitch has to say for herself. I looked at her beautiful face. This woman... Alex… just the thought of her could make my insides quiver and get me so wet! But now... all I wanted to do was spit in her face, scratch her eyes out, slap the shit outta her! I couldn't do anything but look at her. "Taylor… say something... please", she begged me. I slowly wiped my eyes and my nose on my shirt without caring. I stood up, got Eve and walked towards the bathroom. "Go wait in the den with Von”, I said emotionless. "What are you going to do?" "Just go wait in the den.” I said again and closed the bathroom door. When I came out, face washed and clad in my 'knock around' t-shirt and shorts, they both were sitting on the couch. Savon was the first to notice me. "Tay… let me explain please." I sat down, set the gun on the table and pulled out a joint. I rarely smoked the shit with the way my asthma has been acting up, but fuck it. If I was gonna hear some bullshit, I might as well be blunted when I hear it. Savon started again, "Tay, you know I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you. You've always been there for me. If it weren't for you, I would be homeless. What happened between Alex and me was a fluke... I mean it wasn't something that either of us planned to happen. It just did." "It just happened? How the fuck does it just happen? You can just happen to wear a fucked up outfit. You can just happen to fall and break your ankle. You can just happen to win the muthafucken lottery! But please tell me how in the blue hell do you just happen to land face first in my girl's pussy! I've just got to know this." I snapped my head to look at Alex. "Tell me Alex... was it good? Did she hit that spot better than me? Did she suck the clit just right? Did she use the 'bowling ball' technique that you love so much?" I took a deep drag off my joint and got up. They both jumped. I walked to the bedroom and got my Tang 10. As I walked in the kitchen to get some orange juice and ice, I had an idea. I strolled back in with my cup in hand. I mixed myself a drink and sat down. I said, "Alex.... instead of telling me how you could sleep with my best friend... why don't the two of you show me? Maybe I can learn a few things for future reference." Savon and Alex looked at each other hopelessly...then turned to Taylor. Alex was the first to speak. "Taylor, don't be silly. I know that I've fucked up big time, but come on." Savon chimed in "Yeah Taylor, if you want me to go I understand I'll pack my bags and I'm out of here but..." I cut her off with the most severe look I could muster. "You two bitches live in my house, eat my food, fuck on my bed, the least you can do is give me a free show. Let me see just what Savon does that I don't that gets you all hot. I mean she must be good right? She has you tripping. Von, why don't you get your tired ass over there and get started." "But Taylor..." "No buts Savon...Games over and I want a show and you and Alex are going to give it to me. So drop your panties and get the show on the road." "This is crazy." Savon said standing up. "I'm out of here. You two work this shit out without me. This is about your relationship. Its has nothing to do with me." "Oh but see that was what I thought too, Von. Now sit your ass down." I said, giving her a look to let her know my words were more than a warning. “I thought our sex life was all about Alex and I only, then you made yourself apart of it. So now, I want a show. And you two are going to give it to me." "No, I’m not." Savon said trying to let sternness seep pass her fear of what I might do if my wishes were not fulfilled. "I’m out of here.” and tried to walk away. This bitch must think I’m playing! I fired a shot at the wall just to let her know that I was dead damn serious. “Von, I’m a dead aim. Next time… I will not miss. So I suggest you alter your course and head your ass towards to the bed. She looked at me in disbelief and then looked back at the front door. Alex jumped to her feet as if ready to break up the fight that could occur if I went after Savon. But I didn’t move. I continued standing leaned against the wall. Savon looked back at us both and then threw her hands up in the air and continued to the bedroom. I put a stare on Alex that dared her to move. Then without warning, I reached back from the motherland and slapped the shit out of her. My hand burned and I’m sure her face felt the same. I didn’t blink. I didn’t move. We just looked at each other. And then she broke. "Taylor... I am begging you... please don't make me do this... I said I was sorry…” she cried. "Sorry. Yeah you got that right! You are one sorry broad. Now get your sorry ass in the bedroom before I put one in ya!" She looked at me, sighed then walked toward the bedroom. I sat that for a minute, finished my joint, rolled another one and got my drink. Like I said, if I was gonna entertain this bullshit, I might as well be blazed. When I got to the room, they were whispering furiously to one another. They caught a glimpse of me and stopped talking. "Oh don't mind me. I'm just gonna get you some music. You want anything else to make this good? Towels, lube, extra dildo? Hmm? Anything?" They looked at me like two confused deer. I just walked around as if this was normal. A thought hit me... and then I got out the video camera and tripod. "Might as well record this for prosperity, right?" Savon said, "Tay... you are really tripping! This shit has gone far enough. Now we've apologized for doing this, but you are taking this too far!" and started to walk out. I pushed her down on the bed and got in my Nino Brown mode "Sit your ass down, bitch! Now unless one of yall muthafuckas is packing, I betta starts seeing fat tits and swollen clits in about 3.5 seconds!" I sat down in a chair and watched them squirm. I should've felt bad... hell I did feel bad... but hey... two tears in a bucket, right? "Alex, come over here... let me give you some motivation." She stood up but I stopped her. "No baby... crawl to me... you know you like it rough." She slowly went down to her knees and crawled to me. Damn she looked too damn fine like that! I felt a lake forming between my legs. When she got to me, I kissed her hard. I pulled her by her hair to expose her neck and to make her perfect breasts jut out even more. She moaned and that damn near undid me! I pinched her nipple and she moaned even louder. She tried to reach out to touch me, but I halted her. "Lay on the bed.” I instructed. She got up and I swore I saw juices running down her inner thigh. Only one way to find out, right? I saw Savon trying to discreetly rub her clit. Hmm.... since I was going to shoot them, might as well make them both cum before they died, right? Then an idea hit me.... When Alex laid on the bed, waiting for me to join her, I sat there. I saw her beautiful body and saw the look of need and hunger. I decided to torture her for a minute. “Von, take off your clothes.” I had never seen this woman move so fast! I never knew she looked like this either! Damn! I knew she had big titties but that was an understatement. They had to be at least some triple digits! Alex started to play with her hot twat, but I had plans for her. I went to our toy chest and pulled out the arm restraints. I tied her arms so that she couldn’t do anything but lie there. I did the same with her legs. I strategically placed this ‘dragonfly’ vibrator so that there was constant contact with her clit and that it would only go so far in her hungry pussy. I turned to Von and she was milking those huge breasts of hers. I took off my clothes and went back to my chair. I made sure that Alex had a good view of my open legs. I beckoned for Savon to come to me. She automatically went down to her knees and crawled to me. I guess she learned from Alex. When she was close to me, I grabbed her roughly to me and kissed her hard. She tasted so sweet that I couldn’t wait to get to the rest of her. I grabbed handfuls of her tits and she pressed them into my exploring hands. I sucked those chocolate nipples as if something was going to come out of them. “Yes, suck my nipples, baby.” she encouraged me. I took it further and slammed my fingers into her wet slit. That made her shove even more of her titties into my mouth. To her dismay, I removed my fingers and stopped sucking. She looked like she was about to cry. I laid back and said, “Pleasure me.” She must’ve wanted to hear those words before because she didn’t waste any time to obey my command. She went directly for my pussy. She licked and sucked me as if I was her last meal. I closed my eyes slightly and stole a glance at Alex. She was caught between ecstasy and pain. Did I forget to mention that I held the control for the vibrator? I had switched it off and she was no longer receiving the vibrations on her clit. She couldn’t play with her ever-needy pussy while she watched Savon eat me as if I was a buffet. She tried in vain to scoot down to make the dragonfly enter her snatch. I laughed a sinister laugh and said, “What’s the matter, Alex? You look a little um… troubled.” “Taylor, please, turn it back on… baby please…” she begged. I closed my eyes and pushed Savon’s head deeper into my ‘V’. This woman knew what she was doing! Alex was good, but she was off the meter! But I couldn’t lose it just yet. I grabbed the back her head and pulled her from me. I kissed her and tasted my juices on her face. She eagerly thrust her tongue into my mouth and whimpered when I pinched her nipple hard. “Taylor, please touch me… just a little.” she begged me. How could I ignore that simple request? I laid her on the floor and damn near doubled her over to expose her quivering cunt. I dove in like I was deep-sea fishing. My tongue was everywhere! Alex was still pleading with me to turn on the vibrator. I pushed the button without breaking my stride with Von. I knew it was on when I heard her sigh with contentment. I fucked Savon with my tongue while I rubbed her clit. She tried to wrap her legs around me head but I made her hold them wide for me. I stopped for a moment to grab some lubrication for my next trick. While my tongue was deep in her, I slowly slid one finger in her ass. “OOOOOooo!” was the response I got. I worked her tight hole until she was begging me; and tears ran down her face. I stopped and stood up. She lay there, still moaning. I stopped the vibrator that had brought countless orgasms to Alex. I removed it from the bed and said “Savon, get your ass off the floor. It’s time for me to quit playing with yall.” She took a second too long for me so I reached down on the floor to her. I turned her over roughly and spanked her on her finger-fucked ass. “Didn’t I tell you to get the fuck up?” I shouted. She jumped to her feet and looked at me. She started to say something but I pushed her down on the bed. “Now what was that position that I caught yall in? Oh yes... now I remember. Alex was on her back, legs wide open and Savon was up to her neck in twat juice. Why don’t yall resume that position for me again? I got something for that ass.” They looked scared when I turned my back and walked to the direction of the gun. Instead of reaching for Eve, I reached behind the chair and pulled out my black harness. I attached a nine-inch dildo to it and applied some lube to it. When I turned back around, they still had not assumed the position. “Alright, yall are starting to piss me off!” I grabbed Savon by her shoulders and arranged her myself. They both looked at me and I said, “Well go ahead. Get started ladies.” Savon turned into Alex’s open legs and sighed when she saw the wetness that had formed there. She tackled it like a pro. “Alex, I could see why you were so eager to sleep with Von. She is a very skilled woman. Had I known that earlier, I would’ve sampled her myself all those times you cheated on me. But you will get yours soon enough, baby.” I walked to her and kissed her lightly. She tried to deepen it but I pulled away. “Not now baby. I have to deal with Savon first.” I positioned myself behind her and slammed the dildo into her pussy. She screamed but I didn’t care. I just kept ramming dick in her. I worked her ass some more with my finger and then slid a smaller dildo into her hole. She tried to stop licking Alex so that she could back up into the newest intrusion to her body. I slapped her ass as hard as I could. “Don’t move bitch. You just take all of it.” She complied and continued to suck pussy. I lost count of the number of times she came, Alex came, hell even the number of times I came! Our bodies were glistening with sweat and love juices. Savon was about to pass out from the fucking I was giving her. Since my dick was hard rubber, the assault could continue forever without me getting soft. She had stopped eating Alex out a long time ago and just managed to hang out to consciousness. I pulled the dildo and my dick out at the same time. I patted her on the ass and she fell over like a house of cards. I undid the straps on Alex. She got up and Savon took her place. She laid on her back with cunt juices bubbling like Texas crude. She looked like she needed some rest… just so helpless. I would let her rest for a minute. I snatched Alex and made her suck Von’s juices from my dick. She happily lapped at it and then looked from it to me, expectantly. I raised my eyebrow and told her to get on all fours. She did it quickly and looked back at me. I sucked and licked and fingered her ass until it was loosened. Adding some more lubrication to the rubber rod, I slowly entered her. “Aaaaaahhh… Taylor… it hurts…”, she moaned. As mad as I was with her, I didn’t want to hurt her so I begin to slide out. She reached behind her and stilled my motion. “I didn’t say take it out. You know I like to be hurt. Since I’ve been bad, you have to punish me.” What the hell? Who was running this show, her or me? Just for that shit, I decided to knock a bone out of her ass! I put the rest of it in and said, “Are you ok baby?” She nodded. I kissed the small of her back and gave her a small sense of security. She just didn’t know what she was in for! I pushed her head into Savon’s body and she greedily gulped the juices. I forgot that she hadn’t had a taste of pussy so my girl was STARVING! I kept going at a slow pace in her tight hole and loosened her up some more. Just when she thought she was going to have an easy time, I tricked her ass and BAM! She yelped loudly but I didn’t stop. I pounded her ass with all of the pent up frustrations that I had, all of the hurt, all of the embarrassment. “Take it… take it all”, I said to her. My girl was throwing it back at me like a champ. On and on, I pumped her full of dick. She must’ve known what I was trying to do because she wouldn’t give in. My back was cramping, her leg muscles were trembling… but we still refused to give in. But eventually, I won. I reached underneath her and placed the dragonfly on the clit and she couldn’t take it anymore. She called out our ‘safe word’. “Exhale Taylor! Exhale!” she cried out. I slowed my stroke and almost collapsed on her back. When I pulled out all the way, she fell onto the bed beside Savon. I looked at the two of them there together. Two beautiful women…. wasted and spent because of me. ‘I’m a bad bitch.’ I thought to myself. I crawled between them and they both laid their head on my chest. ‘This is Taylor made… just for me’ was my final thought before the three of us drifted off to sleep. ©PoeticDzires Publications, 2002 This is my first piece. I look forward to any and all feedback... Taylor Made Ch. 01 At 24 I definitely miss the wild care free days of college and in looking to turn back the clock my boyfriend, who is a little older than me, and I decided to head back to campus and are in his car driving to a party at a nearby frat house. Not wanting to show up empty handed he suggest we stop at a nearby store to pick some alcohol up to bring with us. I'm walking ahead of him with my blonde hair, long and curled, going down to the middle of my back and wearing a super short red mini skirt and tiny short sleeved, white button up shirt with heals. I don't have a bra on so my nipples get hard as soon as I walk into the cold store. Being 5'6" with a natural C to D chest my boyfriend always see guys checking me out and this is no different as he notices all the guys around us start to look at me and he notices just how see through my shirt is. They know that he sees them looking but they can't help but stare. Me always being unobservant have no clue what is going on and he purposefully doesn't t tell me. I walk over to the liquor aisle and bend over to grab a bottle of Fireball from the bottom shelf. Not being careful when I bend over my short mini skirt inches its way up and allows everyone to see my bright red lace thong panties as they stare with an animal like lust. We leave and get back into the car and it's not till then where I finally realize how easy it was to see my tits through my shirt. Before we leave the parking lot my boyfriend runs his hand over my chest and starts to grab my hard nipples. I immediately get turned on and slide his hand up my skirt. One of the young guys who was watching me in the store gets into his car, which is parked two cars down from ours. He sees us fooling around and decides to watch for a bit. By this point I am so turned on I just want to suck some dick and take my boyfriend's big cock out and start to slowly suck it. I'm on my knees on the seat, bent over with his dick in my mouth and my ass in the air. The guy in the other car has a perfect view as I run my tongue all over his dick. Not wanting to be too late my boyfriend stops me and says we have all night for that. We get there and head into the party. The guy from the store had decided to follow us to see where we were heading. He just so happens to be a member of the frat house and calls his friends to tell them about this hot little slut he saw sucking a guy off in a car. He tells his frat buddies to try and get me alone so he can fuck me. We walk in and my boyfriend and I start pounding shots to catch up with everyone else. I start to get really drunk and decide to get on the table and dance. The guy comes up to me with three of his buddies and asked me if I want to take some shots with them. My boyfriend doesn't see me leave with them and after a while finally decides to find me and walks into this dirty frat bedroom with pictures of naked girls everywhere as music is blaring and sees me straddling the guy who was watching me. I'm making out with him as he unbuttons my top and starts to suck on my tits. The other guys are watching and waiting for their turn. They see my boyfriend walk in and with his size and build immediately get nervous. With silence and stillness in the air he tells them that I'm his slut and he gives them permission to do what they want with me. With that the first guy rips the rest of my clothes off and I feel another set of hands working the side of my thong has its pulled down my legs. The first guy starts to fuck me really hard. He flips me over and is fucking me from behind. On all fours with my tits hanging down and my hair cascading across my face his friends are getting anxious watching my hot ass get fucked and walk over towards my face. With my head down just taking that cock I hear a second guy undo his pants. He pulls back my hair from my face and his hard cock is there in inches from my face and my lips instinctively part as he guides his dick in my mouth as I'm getting fucked from behind. My boyfriend who is watching this tells the guys that whoever fucks me the hardest and makes me cum the loudest will get paid $100 so now they are really trying to make me scream. Now two of the guys are taking turns putting their dicks in my mouth. I start to choke because they are fucking my mouth so hard. I was wet all day knowing I was going to a frat party and wore this hot outfit on purpose wanting the attention and now here I am on all fours getting fucked like a slut. As I am there getting fucked by these young guys the reality of it all becomes too much for me and I hesitate wondering why am I doing this and should I stop. I don't want to be a slut, but my body keeps giving in. As my mind races I decided to try and get out of this situation and away from them, but the four guys feeling me trying to move pin me down and one laughs at my attempt as he grabs some small cord and ties my hands behind my back. I realize they aren't letting me leave until they have all fucked me. Laying on the ground of this dirty frat bedroom with my hands tied and nowhere to go they line up and fuck me even harder. Each guy takes a turn holding me down while the other one fucks me. Getting fucked like this I can't help but start to love it and moans begin to escape my mouth with each thrust they take. It is only a matter of time before I am cumming really hard as they fuck me like a little party slut. Seeing this the first guy can't take it anymore and pulls his cock out and instantly cums on my face. With cum all over my face and dripping in my mouth the second guy starts fucking me and the third guy with a really fat cock decides he wants me to suck his dick so he shoves it in my mouth and fucks my face as hard as he can. I try to push him away with my body as my hands are still tied but he won't stop. Being fucked like this though my pussy is so wet and my desire to much as I just start fucking him back so hard. Feeling this and seeing me get fucked in the face makes the second guy cum really hard in my pussy. The third guy decides he wants to cum on my chest so he pulls me up to my knees and bust his load all over my tits. Dazed by the fucking and lost in my own desire the guys see my fight is gone and untie my hands and put me on my back. Cum on my face, tits, and dripping out of me and all I can think is one more guy to go. The guys laugh as the forth one walks up and all though average looking he has the biggest dick. They say he wanted to be last so that my pussy would be wet and able to handle his dick. He forces his dick in me and I can tell he wants to fuck me hard and fast. I can't believe how big and hard is cock is and he can tell I like it has this makes him thrust even faster. Everyone else is just watching as I lay on my back with my legs wrapped around this frat boy covered in cum as I take this last big dick. I can't even protest as I hear phone cameras going off as I have no doubt these frat boys will be telling stories about this little party slut they had and that is even turning me on more knowing they get to see me be the slut I always wanted to be. As I fuck back hard this frat guy pushing his big dick in me as far as he can, knows he is going to cum soon and decides he wants to cum in my mouth. He pulls out right when he is about to cum and puts his huge dick in my mouth. Has I fight for breath I feel load after load of cum shooting into my mouth. I try to spit it out, but he holds my head tight and pulls me hard and forces my mouth to stay on his dick until all of the cum is running down the back of my throat. On my knees with my head back, glistening with a thin layer of sweat, I can just feel my chest move up and down with each gasp of air I take, cum dripping off my face, mouth, tits and pussy and seeing these guys all around like vultures laughing and taking pictures to show their friends later. The room is trashed, with the bed moved and my clothes tossed around the room. As the guys circle me and their cocks getting hard as I'm kneeling in the middle they begin to stick their dicks in my mouth for one last treat. Knowing these frat boys and their recovery abilities I start working their dicks really hard. Their cocks in my mouth, my hands working dicks and them grabbing my tits I just want them to cum on my face at that same time. I am completely lost in lust and hear them breathing heavy. They are so close to cumming because they love seeing me work all their dicks at once. I can feel them all around me and know they can't believe they actually got me to let them all fuck me at the same time. All four guys now getting ready to cum one more time on me. Already covered in cum on my knees sucking and jacking as fast as I can and one by one they jack off on my face. I have my head tilted back with my mouth open, catching the cum from each of their dicks in my mouth. There is so much cum that is starts to run down the side of my mouth, down my neck and onto my tits. I rub it all over me knowing these guys would never have a chance with a girl like me and now all four of them fucked me. From the other side of the room I hear one voice familiar to me yell "Only one dick left to fuck...hold her across the bed boys." With that I hear my boyfriend approach as the guys lift and carry me over to the bed. They push me face down into the bed. With my legs standing on the floor I am bent across the bed face down. My ass in the air as one guy holds my face down and two others pin my arms out flat on each side. I feel my boyfriend walk up behind and hear the sound of his belt and jeans being undone. Seeing me held down face first with cum dripping out of my pussy he reaches down and pulls his big dick out of his waistline. I hear him say, "Hold this slut down boys I don't want her moving at all." I feel his hand on my hip as he guides his dick into my hot wet pussy. I know he has waited for this moment has I feel the head of his dick first pushing in. The guys are holding me down so that I can't move as I take his dick deep inside. You can hear how wet I am as he fucks me and the guys start chanting "Fuck that slut...Fuck that slut." I am so wet as he tells them to hold her down boys I am going to fuck her so hard and chants continue of "Fuck that slut...fuck that slut" rings out. I can feel both his hand grab my hips as he starts to pump his dick hard in and out of my pussy. As I am soaking wet I hear a loud smack as my ass cheek rings on fire and realize one of the guys just smacked my ass while I'm getting fucked. The one holding my face turns my head to the side and starts choking me. Another loud smack rings out over the echoes of "Fuck that slut". I feel his dick so hard inside me hammering away. It's like he want to break me to show these boys how you get a slut like this. My cum covered face is red from being chocked and my ass matches from getting smacked. With my orgasm building from being fucked so hard I feel his fingers digging in and I know he is going to cum soon. His pace increases as another smack rings out. "Fuck that slut...Fuck that slut!" My pussy is on fire feeling his big cock penetrate me. My body begins to shake uncontrollably as wave upon wave of orgasm rip through me. I feel him lean over and whisper "Your my slut" as he grips tight and begins to pour load after load of cum in me. The guys erupt with shouting as my body continues to pulsate. I can feel the cum just running down my legs. With that my boyfriend just reaches down and starts pulling up his pants. Still held down now in silence I hear the zip of the pants and him starting to walk away. Out of the corner of my eye I can see him walk to the door. At the door he turns towards the guys and says have fun and winks at me as he walks out shutting the door behind him. Taylor Made Dreams He had climbed the stairs many times before, but this time it was different. He was going to spend the night. In his arms, he carried a small overnight bag and a cardboard box. John knocked awkwardly on the door. There was silence. He was about to try to knock again, when he heard footsteps and the door opened. Long brown hair and a sweet smile welcomed him. "Hi beautiful." "Welcome. Come on in, stranger. It's good to see you," replied Taylor in a soft, sexy voice. John entered the foyer that led immediately to the kitchen. She planted a gentle kiss on his cheek as he passed her. "May I put the box on the counter?" he asked. "Oh, sure." Taylor peered into the box and inquired as she pulled out a brown paper bag, "What do you have here?" Her brow ferruled. "Oh, muffins and fruit," she remarked. "One would think you intended to spend the night," she said in a stern tone. John froze. Taylor could see the effect of her words. Disappointment painted his face. He turned his back to her and leaned against the counter. Quickly she put her arms on his shoulders and softly hugged him. "Of course you're staying the night. We've been planning this for..." Taylor paused and bit her lip. "It's just... It's just... that I wish I was going with you, that's all." She nuzzled her head into his back and then wrapped her arms around his stomach and hugged him again. She could feel him soften, relax, and his tension melt away. Everything was going to be all right. Lady interrupted the hug. The sand colored pit bull pushed her nose between them and uttered her notice me growl. The lovers laughed and the hug was broken." Oh, I hadn't forgotten you," John said as he reached into the box and pulled out a piece of smoked rawhide. The dog politely sat and firmly tugged the offering from John's hand. Then she padded over to her blanket at the end of the living room sofa and lay down to enjoy her treat. John continued to unpack the box. The chocolates he left on the counter. The steaks, potatoes, wine, and desert Taylor put in the fridge and then placed the empty carton outside on the porch. When she returned to the kitchen, John was still standing by the counter but with a silly smile on his face and a small white package in his hands. "...And this is for you." He pushed the box towards her. Taylor's long, delicate fingers quickly slipped the ribbon from the present and she opened the lid to reveal a pale white and purple orchid. "Oh! Oh, its beautiful!" Her words poured out in an excited jumble as she held the flower first one-way and then the other. "It's perfect!" The orchid, mounted in moss and greens, sat in a small plastic watering dish. John was pleased that his gift had been such a success. "Oh, It's..." Taylor seemed at a loss for words as she carefully placed the flower by her purse at the end of the counter. "The plant store lady said it would last for weeks, if you just added a little water daily to the dish. She put the instructions in the bottom of the box," explained John. Taylor moved silently towards him. She kissed him, delicately at first and then with increased passion. John responded. His hands wandered down her back to cup her buttocks. Taylor could feel his excitement grow. Taylor knew just when to stop. "How about some wine and chocolates?" she whispered, as she tenderly stroked his cheek and brushed her fingers across his lips. Taylor poured each of them a glass of white wine. It was too hot to forsake the air-conditioned comfort of the house so the couple curled up together with their drinks on the love seat in the living room bay window. John enjoyed the view of the vineyards and the lake below. He also enjoyed the view of Taylor. Her long brown hair fell over her shoulders. She wore a round-necked sun top that revealed hints of cleavage and matched her shorts. Her perfume enticed him. Sipping wine, they talked about the weather, politics, ex-spouses, her garden, and John's trip. While they talked, Taylor's hand softly rubbed his upper thigh. John encouraged, traced random patterns with his fingers along Taylor's cheek, neck and her breastbone. By the second glass of wine, all conversation subsided replaced by touching and kissing. "Come," was all Taylor said as she took the lead. She escorted John first to the kitchen to refill their wine glasses and then to the bedroom. Lady temporarily stopped gnawing on her rawhide and looked up to survey the situation. Assured that everything was all right, she returned to chewing. As Taylor closed the bedroom door behind them, she said with a sultry voice, "The massage oil is warmed. I can't wait to give you an all over massage." John noticed that the room was ready. He just smiled, disrobed, and placed his clothes on the chair by the bed. He plumped the pillows and stretched out, propped up by his elbows. Taylor had stripped down to her lace panties. She stood at the base of the bed with her hands on her hips. Her beautiful, full breasts thrust out. Slowly she removed the last vestige of her clothing. She knew he liked to watch. Taylor observed the lust in his eyes and the fact that John's penis was beginning to stir. She smiled, tossed her panties aside, grabbed the oil and a towel, and climbed onto the bed. John reached out to her, but she brushed his hands away. "Oh no Mister, the massage first. Roll over onto your stomach." John dutifully followed her instructions. "May I give you a back rub latter?" asked John as he felt her oiled hands begin to move across his back. "Mmmm, that's sounds like a wonderful idea," she purred. "But, only if you're a really good boy," she cautioned while she straddled him. Taylor began the massage by spreading the oil on his shoulders and back. Her thumbs traced circles around each vertebra. Taylor kneaded his shoulder muscles while pushing her pussy against his buttocks. John enjoyed the sensuous feeling created by Taylor's hands and her pussy. "Oh, Taylor, you feel so good...that feels so good" Those words and soft sighs were John's mantra for the next few minutes. Taylor was encouraged. She closed her eyes and made random, teasing patterns with her hands on his back. She felt her own erotic desires rising. Her wetness grew. She ground against him. Her cream soon covered his buttocks. Taylor turned around to rub John's legs. She sat in the small of his back and her pussy continued to rub against his buttocks. With long sensual strokes, she began to massage his calves and feet. John moved his hands back to explore Taylor's pelvis and ass. His fingers found her exposed, sopping wetness. He gently rubbed her mons and clit with the fingers and thumb of one hand, while the fingers of the other hand traced patterns along pussy lips and over her anus. Taylor felt the heat and tension building in her stomach and she began to move to the beat of John's fingers. She thrust her hands between John's legs, found his hard dick, and began stroke. John's body stiffened. She drove her pussy into his hands. Waves of pleasure erupted within her. Taylor screamed and the lovers climaxed together. They lay on the bed panting. It took a while before either could move. Taylor stirred first. She grabbed the towel and began to clean up both of them. After recharging their wine glasses, Taylor slid onto the bed beside John. Her face still reflected the glow of recent sex and her musky scent filled John's nostrils as she kissed him softly on the lips. They lay on their sides silently sipping their wines and tracing lazy patterns on each other's bodies with their fingers. They communicated just through looks, touches, and smiles. John was the first to break the silence with, "I've looked forward to this for a long, long, time. It's like a dream come true." "Me too," was all Taylor could whisper, but her soft hazel eyes said more. They drifted back into soundless conversation. The silence was broken when suddenly John's cold wine glass brushed against one of her nipples. "Oh!" she started. "Ohhh...mmm..." The wine glass continued to press against the hardening brownness. "Mmmhhaaa..." Taylor moaned and closed her eyes. "That looks too good not to suck," John quipped as he reached over and placed his wine glass on the bedside table. Taylor's glass joined his and she lay back on the bed. John lips engulfed her nipples. Taylor writhed as he sucked and fondled her breasts. Warm sensations flowed through her body, as his hands roamed over her stomach, tugged at her pubic hair, and his tongue teased her neck and ear lobes. Her excitement grew. She felt like she was on fire when his lips and tongue tickled the skin of the valley of her breasts, her navel, and her mons. Taylor's pelvis involuntarily arched when John's fingers rubbed her pussylips. Her wetness enticed John's fingers to explore her clit and gently penetrate. Then John was between her legs. His tongue was searching and probing. Taylor guided his head making sure his mouth found all her pleasure spots. John's tongue made her quiver all over. His hands and fingers seemed to be everywhere. Taylor was literally floating in pleasure. Her tension built. Her back arched. Her mouth and screamed, "...that's it! Oooohh fuuuck, don't stop! God that feels good! ... Ohhhh!" Wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure flooded over Taylor. After what seemed like an eternity, John gradually stopped lapping and rose to his knees. He looked down on his quivering and smiling lover. "Oh God, John, you make me feel so good," she managed between pants. Taylor reached up and drew John towards her. She kissed him tenderly. They hugged and snuggled together; reveling in the pleasure, they had just shared. A series of barks and a scratching at the bedroom door disturbed the couple. A quick look at the clock told Taylor that it was almost 5 PM and Lady was indicating it was dinnertime. They had fallen asleep. "Come on lazy bones," said Taylor to John. "We'll have a quick shower and I'll feed Lady and take her for a walk while you start dinner." John finished preparing the steaks and looked out the kitchen window. He could see Taylor and Lady playing in the field below the house. He was enjoying this interlude of domesticity in his life. The memories of how he and Taylor first met flooded back to him. An Internet Bulletin Board had provided their introduction. John had called her contact number. He still remembered the first time he had heard her sultry voice on the phone. He recalled too, the pleasant getting to know you exchange and her excited animation when he asked her if she liked wine and chocolate. Her reply was a gush of words filled with real excitement. That surprised and intrigued him. The phone call led to a blind date. They had agreed to meet at her house and Lady was the chaperone. That was six months ago. Since then, they had been seeing each other on a regular basis. For John, it was love and lust at first sight. He had foresworn all others and dated only her. However, for Taylor it as not that simple, she had other needs and obligations. By the time dinner was ready the sun had dropped behinds the hills to the west of the house. They ate leisurely on the porch in the growing coolness. Two bottles of wine mellowed them. After cleaning up the kitchen, they walked through the adjacent vineyards, where they delighted in the sunset and Lady chasing the Quail. Darkness fell as they returned home. Taylor lit the candles in the living room and bedroom and changed into something more comfortable. John, in the meantime, poured a glass of brandy for each of them and put some jazz on the living room stereo. Taylor entered the room. The soft candlelight accented her beauty. She looked magnificent the simple satin, burgundy robe. It gapped slightly to reveal her breasts as she sat beside him and reached for her brandy. She sipped the golden liquid, savored its warmth on her tongue, and enjoyed John's gazed on her breasts. Taylor maneuvered her couch position and her robe so that her legs and thighs were exposed to John's view. A well-placed thumb on the robe's lapel revealed even more of her nakedness beneath the satin material. Her manipulations had the desired effect. John was aroused. Taylor was now in command. She felt the warm buzz not only from the liquor but also from the aphrodisiac of power. Her horniness was growing. It matched the bulge in John's jeans. A single gulp finished her drink. Then she planted a deep kiss on John's lips. Their tongues shared the brandy taste while Taylor kneaded his chest with her hands and began to undo his shirt buttons. She broke the kiss and uttered in a sultry tone, "Come on sweetie, we need to finish this in the bedroom." Rising, she pulled him with her. "Fetch me another drink on the way, won't you?" It was not a question, but a command. "Hurry..." she said in a fading husky voice. She punctuated her final words with the visual of the satin robe slipping down to her buttocks as she walked into the candlelit bedroom. John entered the bedroom to find Taylor kneeling naked on the bed. She reached for her glass, while he quickly placed his glass on the nightstand and began to strip. Within seconds, he stood naked before her. She smiled and finished her brandy except for a small dribble, which she pored over, his rampant cock. "...And now to make dreams come true..." Taylor whispered as she let the glass fall softly to the floor. She closed her eyes and swallowed is dick. John moaned. Taylor loved giving blowjobs. She loved the feel of a hard penis on her tongue and against the roof of her mouth. She loved too the taste and feel of cum when it spurted down her throat. However, what Taylor loved most of all was the control this simple sex act gave her. The way a man reacted when she stroked, manipulated, or squeezed his cock excited her. She savored the writhing of a man when she cupped his balls, ran her tongue around his glans, or ran her fingernails over his anus. Cock sucking made her wet with power. She particularly enjoyed blowing John. He was not like the others. She liked him and when she treated his cock like a lollypop, he would shudder, quiver, and coo like a little boy. Tonight was no different. Taylor worked her magic and to her delight, John exploded in her mouth. John's penis slipped from her lips as Taylor lay back on the bed. She spread her legs and drew John down on top of her. She kissed him deeply enjoying the fact that John could now taste his own cum. Taylor hugged him and rubbed his back. She reveled in the feel of his still hard cock as it pushed against her pussy. She felt her need building in her pelvis. "I want you...I want you inside me...now," she panted in his ear. John answered Taylor's request almost immediately. His penis found her open wetness. Taylor arched, pushed against him, and moaned with pleasure as he filled her. They moved slowly together, each enjoying the tender union. Their passion rose and they came together. They cuddled. Words welled up in the back of Taylor's throat. She choked them back fearful that they would break the mood. Taylor closed her eyes and delighted in the feel of John's lips as he kissed her forehead. Physically totally satisfied and exhausted, she snuggled into his embrace. The early morning found the lovers curled up like spoons upon the bed. Since they had forgotten to close the bedroom door, Lady had joined them too. The sunlight woke John first. He nibbled at her neck and began to fondle her breasts. Taylor stirred, opened her eyes, looked at the clock, and cursed softly. It was just before six. They had overslept. There would be no time for lovemaking declared Taylor to a disappointed John. She had to pick her son up at 7:30 and drive him to work. The twenty year old had lost his license and once a mother always a mother she explained to John as they entered the shower together. The shower had become the goodbye ritual for each of their encounters but this one seemed to have added significance. They gently soaped and touched one another. Perhaps it was the knowledge that they would not see each other for three weeks or perhaps it was something more. Taylor and John shared coffee and the muffins and fruit for breakfast. Time passed quickly and there was little conversation. All too soon, John had to depart. Taylor stood on the porch with Lady and watched John load his bike. As he put on his helmet, Lady bolted down the stairs and skidded to a halt at his feet. Her heavy head slapped against his leg and her nose nuzzled his inner thigh. There was a low, deep-throated growl. John stopped and looked down into the dog's emotionless, yellow eyes. He slowly and cautiously reached down and rubbed behind her ears. Then he softly said, "I'll be back. You look after her." The dog seemed to understand. Lady turned and bounded up the stairs and led her mistress into the house. For a second, John just stared at the closed door. Then he swung his leg over the bike and lowered himself onto the seat, he could feel the empty satisfaction already beginning to build within him. John turned the key and pushed the starter button. It was going to be a long, lonely ride. Taylor stood at her kitchen counter. Through the window, she watched the bike begin to creep down the driveway. She looked at the orchid, took a deep breath, and moved her hand cautiously towards the envelope leaning against her purse. Deliberately she opened it and read the hand written card. "Taylor, thank you for your gentle kindness and understanding. You bring me great joy and pleasure. You make my dreams come true! See you soon...Hugs and kisses always, John." Again, she glanced out the window. The bike was gone. She whispered softly and sadly to herself, "...My name is Cheryl." A melancholy smile slipped cross her face as she thumbed through the series of bills, which had remained inside the envelope. Folding them neatly, she pushed them into her purse. Everyone paid the price when Taylor made dreams. Taylor Makes Me Work Gabi's Asshole I had no idea what to expect. Taylor has a way of doing that, causing anticipation, fear, excitement all wrapped into one. When I am summoned over to serve them, literally anything can happen, and I am always the last to know what it will be. Tonight was no different. It was a cold and rainy night, blustery. I was looking forward to watching Taylor mount his smoking hot sexpot of a wife and start fucking her, with my nose an inch from the action. Literally, one inch from her pussy. Licking at her entrance as his hard cock glistened in the light and pushed her open in ways my cock never could, or would be able to do. But this was not to be, not tonight. Taylor sent me a note and told me where to meet, and that he had a surprise for me. As I mentioned, this struck all sorts of emotions in me as my cock swelled and stirred in my pants at work. I knew better than to ask what it might mean, so when the whistle blew, I got on my way. When I arrived, Gabi was in the hotel lobby to meet me. This in itself was highly unusual, and my heart jumped into my throat. I quietly followed her, wondering what sort of sick and twisted duty I would need to perform this week, in order to be able to continue seeing them. Would I be licking his cum out of her fuckhole? Would they both be standing over me in the tub and pissing in my face after he finished using her? Would I be licking her ass after he filled it with buckets of sticky white goo? What would it be this time? Would he dare make me lick his balls as he shot sperm into her pussy? Would he make me clean off his cock after he was done fucking her? Only he knew. When Gabi opened the door and let me in, I suddenly realized what was happening. Taylor was nowhere to be found. I noticed lube, condoms and a huge vibrator on the bed. Gabi said "Tonight you get a special treat. I need you to dildo my asshole in the mirror." My cock stood at attention, blood flowing and coursing through it as it became as hard as diamonds. She maintained eye contact with me as she stripped off her clothes in a flash and backed her ass up to me, doggy style. All I could imagine at this moment was Taylor's face, his look of concentration as sweat poured off his body and he drilled his wife. I have seen that vision so many times before, and now it was all I saw as my tongue circled her asshole, playing with it, enjoying every minute of this unbelievable treat. I couldn't believe it actually. Here I was, with another man's hot wife naked and backed up to my tongue, listening to her begging to be fucked. She pushed against my tongue, aching to feel that dildo up her ass. I lubed it up and slowly teased her while the vibrating tip tickled her. Her pussy was starting to glisten and she purred and growled as she played with her own clit. I slowly pushed the vibrator against her perfect asshole and I uttered in a low growl "You fucking slut. How does it feel, bitch? You like that, don't you? You like it when a hard cock is up in your asshole, don't you?" She nodded like a woman possessed by the devil, but did not stop bucking, groaning, and working her fuckbox. I started to just hold the vibrator solid and still while she pushed back onto it like a good little whore. She worked it like it was Taylor's hard cock. She made love to this vibrator, and it had me so hard seeing this. My thoughts returned to Taylor's face, sweat pouring onto her back as her fucked her like a porn star would. Hearing him grunt and moan as his sperm explodes into her body. This would be the part where he tells me to get on my fucking hands and knees and clean the cum out of his whore. But tonight? Tonight I watched her push up against this vibrator, held it in my hand, felt her rib cage moving with my other hand, and listened to her scream in orgasm. I kept asking her "Oh you like this, don't you, bitch? You fucking whore! You like big black cocks in your ass, huh?" Her eyes were glazed over as she admitted the truth to me. I asked her, "You like Taylor's huge tool sliding in and out of you, don't you? You like to feel his cum inside you? You like to feel me lick it up, don't you?" and all she could do was grunt and growl as her body convulsed. My cock was leaking, dripping from seeing this scene so up close. When she came a second time, I pulled the vibrator out of her body. My cock raged and stretched for the world to see, at full mast. I knew I could not fuck her, and seeking relief in front of your buddy's hot wife just isn't cool. So I thanked her and got dressed and got the hell out of there! I know better than to ask, or say one word. But I wondered where Taylor was. Was he away on a trip? At work? Was he looking through a crack in the closet door in the room? Was he behind the web cam on the laptop right there on the desk? Was he somewhere else, fucking his other buddy's wife? He never showed his face. I felt a twinge of regret, because I was not forced to swallow his jism and lick Gabi's pussy juice off of his cock after he was done with her. But there's always next week.