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Boyfriend?

By: Serantha



"Boyfriend?"

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The alarm clock went off at exactly six o'clock on Monday morning. Heather lay under the thick blue comforter and closed her eyes tightly. She contemplated hitting the snooze button, then realized that just made her a chicken.

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"

"Oh God I wish I was dead," Heather thought as she pulled the comforter over her head. She knew this was not going to be the most pleasant day at work. What if she lost her job over this? Charles was definitely not worth that in her opinion ~ but she certainly wouldn't put it past him to force her out of her comfortable position at KelMax.

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"

Imagining the snooze button was Charles' face, Heather jumped out of bed and slammed her hand down on top of the annoying clock. She looked wistfully at the soft bed for a few moments before deciding that she had no choice but to go to work and face Charles and his wrath.

As she stripped off her pajamas and tossed them on the floor, she wondered how she'd gotten herself placed in this type of position. She was twenty-seven years old, single, and broke. Her Bachelors Degree in English was getting her nowhere career-wise. Heather had graduated and expected to have little problem acquiring a well-respected career in the Dallas-Ft. Worth area. This was a huge city, after all, so the employment agencies were confident she would have a job offer quickly. Unfortunately, none found Heather to be an asset because she lacked the job experience that other candidates possessed. The damn degree wasn't worth the paper it was printed on!

So, six weeks after her graduated from West Texas A & M University, Heather found herself grateful to receive a job offer from KelMax. Sure, it was only a secretarial position, but it beat serving burgers to snotty little kids at Wendy's.

Her first day at KelMax was horrid. Heather dressed to kill in a tight black skirt and her favorite black blazer. Her white blouse was wrinkle-free and freshly laundered. The pink tourmaline brooch was her good luck charm (passed down from her mother) and she found that she kept touching it - as if the luck would simply rub off onto her through the constant contact. 

Getting out of her car she spilled coffee on her skirt. Walking up to the building she had been clipped by a bike messenger and had stumbled on the curb - running her pantyhose. She had found her office and sat down in her chair approximately 12 minutes late. Mr. Charles Walker had glided into her office just as she sat down. 

Heather had swallowed hard as she drank in her new boss. He stood about 6'4", very athletic build. He was draped in Armani and looked good enough to lick. Heather sat mesmerized until he looked through her and stated "You're late. Welcome to KelMax," and strode out of her office as quickly as he'd entered it.

"Great, he hates me already," she had mumbled, as she went to get his coffee.

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In the six months Heather had been the secretary of Mr. Charles Walker, Mr. Walker had spent exactly ten seconds with her on a personal level. That was on her birthday, when her brother sent her a dozen white roses. Mr. Walker had come into her office to place his lunch order and had glanced briefly at her desk.

"Boyfriend?" he asked.

She had smiled and said, "Brother."

"Happy birthday," he had mumbled as he walked out the door.

Because the relationship really had not proved to be personal on any level, the dinner invitation had been a shock. She had been punishing herself on her Stairmaster to the latest episode of "American Idol" (which she had recorded the week prior) when the doorbell rang. Sweaty, and humming a tune from the show, she jogged to the door. Outside stood a boy of about 20 years old, holding a flat of pansies. 

"These are for me?" she'd asked.

"Heather Layton?" he questioned.

She'd nodded and taken the flat. As she was about to shut the door the boy said, "Oh, there's a card" and had handed it to her. 

She went into the living room and sat the flat of purple blossoms on the coffee table. Wiping the sweat from her brow with the towel around her neck, she leaned forward and smelled the sweet scent of the pretty buds. Fumbling, she opened the card:

"Have dinner with me Sunday evening. Pick you up at 7:00 p.m.

Humbly yours,

Charles"

Leaning back on the couch, Heather had groaned. She had three choices the way she looked at it. Her first gut instinct was to call him and tell him she had other plans. 

"I'm sorry, Charles, but I have to wash my hair tomorrow evening"

Okay that idea was out.

She could always pretend she wasn't home when he showed up, and peek out from behind the blinds to get a look at him all slicked up.

"Chicken-shit" she scolded herself.

She had tapped herself on the forehead with the card. She had then looked down at the beautiful flowers on the coffee table. They really were sweet. Heather had never received flowers from a man before that was not a blood relation. Her brother sent her roses on her birthday each year. How sweet of him to choose pansies instead of roses like other men!

Suddenly had she bristled. Why was he asking her out all of the sudden? Mr. Charles Walker had never shown any interest in Miss Heather Layton in the six months she had known him.

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"Why did I even go on the damn date? STUPID STUPID," Heather's shouts reverberated off the tile in the shower. 

Heather hurried and dried off with her terry cloth towel. Jogging naked into the bedroom she stopped at the closet door and flung it open. What does a person wear on the day she lost her job? Frustrated at herself for thinking Charles would actually fire her over a date-gone-bad, she grabbed a blue silk shirt and her black skirt. As she dressed she tried not to think about the date. 

The date really had been wonderful.

Then she lost her mind.

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Heather had prepared herself for tonight so carefully. She had gone out shopping for a dress. SHOPPING! She went shopping for a dress for a date with her boss? Was that really proper? She didn't know. All she knew was that she was nervous and excited. Heather wanted to watch Charles drool. She wanted him to regret the past six months of indifference he had shown her in the office. 

Showered and slathered with her favorite peach lotion, Heather blow-dried her hair. She was attractive, but she looked too young in her own opinion. Her long brown hair fell in soft waves across her back until she pinned it up on top of her head. She left tendrils hanging softly down the sides of her face. Expertly she applied her makeup, pressing her lips together softly after she applied her lipstick. 

"Why are you glowing, Heather? He's your boss!" she scolded herself. She felt butterflies fluttering inside her stomach. As she slid on the tight red dress, she felt like the sexiest woman in the world. Affixing her earrings to her earlobes, she heard the tinkle of the doorbell. She slid on her shoes, grabbed her bag, and took one last glance in the mirror.

When she opened the door, Heather smiled sweetly into Charles' twinkling eyes. He was dressed as she'd expected - slick and handsome in his Armani suit. His blue eyes were striking under her porch light, the cerulean eyes that were roving up and down her body. 

She thought to herself, "Thank God for my Stairmaster!"

"Wow," Charles breathed. He cleared his throat several times before choking out "Good God, Heather you look stunning." 

Blushing hotly under his stare, Heather managed to stammer a weak "Thanks" before turning around to lock her door. Smiling again, he led her to his car. When he opened the door for her she laughed out loud.

"What's funny?" he asked her, confused.

She'd been thinking about all the times she'd followed him around the office and he'd shut doors in her face. This was the first time he'd treated her like a human being and not an office slave. Putting on a serious face she replied, "Nothing, Charles." She climbed into the SUV and he shut the door behind her. 

After the initial awkwardness the date proceeded nicely. The drive to the restaurant was cordial. Charles asked Heather about her family and her days at WTAMU. He didn't mention work a single time. Heather was unable to ask him any questions because he shot them off like missiles. 

The same thing occurred at the restaurant. Heather felt that she'd talked about herself through the entire meal. Yes, the jokes about the dry chicken were funny. The conversation was pleasant but focused entirely on her. Over the candlelight, Charles' eyes were always focused on her, his smile melting her heart. 

They left the restaurant and went to a play at the Dallas Little Theatre called "The Ballad of Gregorio Cortez". Afterwards, they walked to a nearby park and discussed the play. Charles led her to a gazebo surrounded by cottonwoods. The park was quiet, save the sound of the crickets chirping their woes to the midnight sky. 

Heather was feeling herself torn in two. 

The evening had been wonderful - delicious food, fantastic entertainment, and a beautiful sky. By far this had been the most wonderful evening of her life, save the fact that Charles had yet to tell her a single thing about himself. Yes, he'd been attentive and sweet all night - but she had no inclination of what type of person he was because he had told her nothing personal about himself. 

"Charles," she began.

He sat next to her in the gazebo and looked at her. She felt his eyes burning into hers and the action left her feeling naked and exposed. "Yes, Heather?"

Her gaze fell to her lap.

"Charles this evening has been wonderful. Thank you so much."

He smiled and whispered, "I'm so glad you came."

"The pansies were absolutely beautiful and just perfect. They were lovely."

His smiled broadened and his eyes softened. "So are you."

He lifted her chin with his fingers and looked deep into her eyes. She blinked up at him as he leaned down and kissed her lips softly.

It was her first kiss. 

She didn't kiss him back.

She didn't kiss him back because she didn't know how.

When he felt the lack of response on her part, and felt how she had frozen in his arms - so he pulled away slowly.

"Heather, are you okay?" he looked concerned.

It happened so fast, she was humiliated. A single tear ran down her cheek as she looked into those beautiful cerulean eyes of his. 

Then another.

Soon she was sobbing uncontrollably. Turning away, embarrassed, she choked out the words, "Please take me home."

Mistaking his confusion for anger, she watched him get up and hold out a handkerchief. She took it and dabbed her eyes. As he walked away, slowly enough for him to keep up with him, she followed. When they reached the car she opened her own car door and got in.

When he stopped in front of her house, Charles looked at her - watching her stare out the window. He looked at her looking away from him. He watched her pulling further and further away.

"Heather?"

She looked at him. Her eye make-up was smeared on his handkerchief in her lap, but she looked beautiful. Of course, she didn't know that. 

"Goodnight Charles," she whispered.

She climbed out of the car and ran to her front steps as fast as her tight dress would let her. She opened the door, went inside, and shut it quickly. After she locked her latches, she leaned against the door and began sobbing again.

Charles sat outside in his SUV long after she'd gone inside, wondering what had happened.

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At her office, on Monday morning, she sat in her car in the parking lot. Looking around she saw Charles' SUV in it's reserved space. 

Wincing she got out of the car and walked slowly to the front doors of the KelMax building. She walked through the doors. She used the elevator to take her to her office on the fourth floor. Making her way through the busy central office, she glanced over at Charles' door and noticed that it was closed. Hoping that he was tied up in meetings all day, she gratefully reached the door to her own office and opened it.

On the desk was a vase.

In the vase was a lovely bouquet of red roses. The roses were beautiful, but the little purple flowers woven in the bouquet were an exquisite contrast. She approached the desk slowly and stared at the flowers. Had she said roses were not original? This was. This was too much.

She reached for the card. On the envelope "My darling Heather" was scrawled in a familiar hand. She knew whom they were from. She didn't need to open the card to figure that out. Taking a breath she did:

"Talk to me tonight. Take the day off. I'll be at your house at 7:00 p.m."

There was no signature. 

No signature was needed.

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Straightening the flowers on her coffee table, Heather glanced at the clock. She'd been glancing at the damn clock since she got home from the office. After putting the bouquet of fragrant blossoms on her table she'd soaked in the tub for about an hour.

Lying in the tub amongst the steaming aroma of apricot, she wondered what she could say to Charles to explain to him what had happened. Her virginity, her innocence, had never been an issue before in her life. Yes, she'd dated men occasionally in college. Unlike her friends, she was much more involved in her schoolwork than dating. Her goal was to finish school to make her dad happy. He'd been razzing Heather for years to finish school and start her life. So she did. She'd started life and had forgotten how to live it.

And now the one man she really felt a zing for was the one who would probably be too afraid to kiss her again.

Why hadn't she just told him that she'd never been kissed before?

"Because he'd have thought you were a prudish old maid, that's why," she scoffed before she submerged her entire head under the bubbles.

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Heather was antsy. She couldn't sit in the house and hide - waiting for him to show up. At 6 o'clock she went out on the front porch and sat on her swing. She was dressed probably the most informal he would ever see her - Jeans, sweatshirt, and socks. 

When he pulled up at 6:30p.m. She didn't smile as he approached the porch. He walked right up to her, sat on the swing, and took her into his arms without a word. He didn't kiss her - he just wrapped his arms around her to keep her from escaping. 

She didn't struggle away from him, but instead looked up into his eyes while she contemplated what she could say. How could she explain herself to him?

"Heather, I know you're attracted to me or you wouldn't have gone out with me last night" he stated.

She nodded.

"Why didn't you kiss me back? Why did you freeze when I touched you?" he asked.

She blinked and stammered, "I . . . I . . ."

He looked deeply into her eyes and waiting for her to answer. He didn't push. He didn't prod. He simply waited.

She closed her eyes and said hurriedly, "I'm a virgin."

He sighed.

He pressed his forehead to hers.

"Baby, I didn't ask for sex I just kissed you," he reminded her with a smile.

His smile disarmed her. She wasn't prepared for him to make this into a big joke. 

"Charles, you were my first kiss." She blushed as she admitted it. She looked away and he reached up to turn her to face him again. 

He smiled as if he'd done something incredibly wicked. "Do you mean to tell me that you cried because I kissed you?"

She felt the mist hit her eyes as she became embarrassed all over again. 

She shook her head dismissively, "No, I cried because I didn't do it right." She tried to pull away from him but he pulled her back towards him.

"How do you know you didn’t do it right if you'd never been kissed before?" He stared down into her blue eyes that were brimming with unshed tears, and pressed his forehead against hers again. 

"If I'd done it right then you wouldn't have stopped," she tried to explain.

"Honey, I stopped because you froze up on me."

Looking up at him under her lashes she said, "Am I freezing up now?"

He smiled.

He leaned in.

He pressed his lips to hers softly. As she relaxed into him and let him teach her how to kiss for the first time in her life - she lost herself in him. She fell into a bottomless abyss of pleasure for the first time in her life. 

Charles pulled Heather back far enough so that he could look into her eyes, and he smiled. When she smiled back, he whispered, " Did you like the flowers?"

Smiling wistfully she replied, "They're lovely. The most beautiful I've ever seen. The roses smell divine - the purple blossoms I've never seen before. What are they?" 

"Heather for my Heather. Kind of silly huh?" he grinned, then kissed her quickly again.

"You're so original," she whispered against his lips, as she pulled him inside the house. When they reached the living room, he looked at the flowers. He then looked at her with a grin.

"Boyfriend?"

She answered, "Lover."

He raised an eyebrow and whispered, "Not yet he's not."

She kissed him softly and pulled him towards the bedroom. "We can fix that."

Boyfriend Calling



I couldn't sleep throughout the night. Guess the excitement and nervousness were too much for me to handle. Today was the D day, today my ex-boyfriend was coming to town and we would be meeting each other for the first time after my marriage. Lucky for me my husband was on tour and would be back after three days.

It has been four years since we met last. The last time when we had sex was a week before my marriage. I had taken a decision that this would be the last time I would make love to a man other than my husband. Puneet, my ex- boyfriend had pretty much slipped out of my mind, marriage a job and bringing up my daughter had kept me very occupied. But down the line life was getting into a routine, there was no excitement left. Sex with my husband was down to the weekends as he was always out of town. This left me very unsatisfied and my only comforts at night , sleeping alone was my trusty vibrator.

It was yesterday when I received a call on my mobile, " Hello Sanchana, remember me". For a moment I was stunned listening to the voice from my past. How could I forget him, my first love in life, to whom I had surrendered my virginity. Speaking to Puneet , brought back old memories of the time spent with him, making love at his farmhouse, on the beach and also on the back seat of his car.

I asked Puneet, " Where are you calling from and how did you get my phone number?"

" I am in Delhi for two days and would like to meet you and make wild love to you." 

Well that was Puneet always direct to the point, no beating around the bush. I replied " You can forget about the 2nd part but yes I would love to meet you." After marriage I had shifted to New Delhi and I missed my friends from back home very much. I could not wait to meet Puneet and get to know all about our gang. We fixed up for lunch the next day at the hotel where he was staying, as he was new to Delhi and did not know the area.

Getting ready I looked myself in the mirror. Except for a little sag on my posterior age and a pregnancy had been kind to me. My 34 D breasts and my sexy ass still caused men to turn around and give me the look. But here I was a happily married woman, a mother of a darling daughter and I was going to meet my boyfriend behind my husband's back. 

First look Puneet had hardly changed, looking at him I felt suddenly short of breath.

"Hi beautiful, thanks for coming to meet me", Puneet said. " I could not refuse an invitation to lunch from an old friend", I replied.

We went to the Italian restaurant and had a very enjoyable lunch. Conversation just flowed and it did not feel that we were meeting after a long time. We just seem to pick up from where we had left. After settling the bill Puneet got up, held my hand asked me to come up to his room so that we could talk without interruption. I should have refused there and then but I do not know what had come over me, I heard myself say yes.

As we walked up to the elevator Puneet was holding my hand and it felt very nice and natural. In the elevator we were alone. Looking up at Puneet I could feel a certain tension between us , a sparkle of energy. In his room Puneet closed the door and drew me into his arms. My lips sought his lips and I could feel his tongue entering my mouth. Puneet knew that a long kiss was a big turn on for me. I could feels his hands on my ass and then they were below my skirt, touching my damp panties.

I was sopping wet down there. Puneet pushed me on the bed and with one sweep had taken off my panties. My cunt, which was so familiar to him, was there waiting for him, all wet, and swollen up. Both of us tore each others clothes, I couldn't wait for him. As he approached the bed with his beautiful cock swinging, I reached out and slowly touched it. This was the cock which had taken my cherry, this was the cock which had given me countless orgasms, now it was in my hands once more.

As I slowly stroked the head and the throbbing veins at the back, a drop of pre-cum appeared. With my thumb I scooped it up and rubbed it all over the head of the penis. Puneet pushed my head towards his penis and as I took it into my mouth I could hear him groan. Wow it was so beautiful, soon it was completely in my mouth and touching the back of my throat. Soon his cock started pulsating, he was ready to come. He came in mouth, there was so much cum that I could not swallow all of it.

We lay on the bed and Puneet started playing with my nipples. They are the most sensitive part of my body. As he sucked on them, licking them playfully biting them and pinching them between his fingers, it was all taking me to a different level all together. My cunt was on fire, it was itching badly and I had to have his cock inside me. This was driving me crazy- " Puneet please put your cock inside me immediately, oh I can't bear it any longer". 

As Puneet positioned his cock at the entrance to my pussy lips, he slid his cock slowly inside my pussy. Oh it was so heavenly, I could feel my vagina stretching wide to accommodate Puneet's lovely 7" penis. It had been a long time since I had such a monster inside me. As he started to move I could the feel the buildup of my first of many orgasms. After the third orgasm I lost count. Puneet still hadn't come. Suddenly he stopped and motioned me get on my knees.

I got on my knees with my ass thrust back and my face low on the bed, I could slowly feel his cock entering and the exquisite pleasure started again. Puneet was close to cumming , his strokes started becoming shorter and with a mighty roar he came in my pussy. I could feel his cock pulsating and then shooting semen deep inside my womb. This triggered off another set of orgasms and I just passed out with the pleasure.

When I woke up later we were cuddled up together and it was late in the evening. Hurriedly as I got dressed, I could feel some residue of Puneet's semen dripping between my pussy lips. I clenched my legs together, I did not want to loose them. Sex with Puneet had awoken desires in body which I knew my husband could not satisfy. I had become a slave to my body's desires and deep in my heart I knew that whenever Puneet called I would be waiting for him.



Boyfriend Caught Pleasing Himself



My boyfriend Dan had the day off work today and I was forced to go to work. Not fair at all. I hope he was doing the washing and cleaning. I'll be pretty pissed if he doesn't. I had been caught up in a long management meeting this morning that was as boring as hell. After the meeting, the boss promptly tells us he would be leaving for his holiday just after lunch.

Following his lead, I decided that I would leave just after the boss went. So, early afternoon, I packed up my gear and headed home having a two hour early mark. I was looking forward to seeing a clean house and hopefully Dan has started to prepared a nice for me. 

When I got home, I walked it to find the TV on and I heard the shower running. The house had been cleaned, which pleased me. But on the TV, I saw that Dan had been watching some of our porn. This one had a bisexual theme. The two toned men were lying on the floor, spooning with one guy fucking the other. The gorgeous brunette was sucking the first guys cock and fingering the second guy's asshole. I got instantly wet and started squeezing my breast through my shirt. I did this momentarily but then wondered where Dan was.

Remembering the shower, I walked quietly into the bathroom and saw an interesting sight. There was Dan, standing under the shower facing the wall, stroking his very hard cock slowly and fingering his ass. I watched for a few moments. Dan had his eyes closed and was in his own fantasy, probably somewhere in the video he had been watching. 

I decided to have some fun and went back to the bedroom and took out my large strapon cock and some lube. I squeezed some lube onto the toy and walked back to the bathroom. Dan was still in the same position moaning and I knew he was getting close. I said in a quiet voice, "Hi baby." 

It startled Dan and he jumped, hitting his head on the shower as he turned to face me. I chuckled to myself. I loved the sight before my eyes. My gorgeous boyfriend was standing there wet hot and so fucking hard. I was running my hand up and down the strapon. I walked towards him and told him to go back to what he was doing. Dan turned to face the wall and began stroking his cock as I stepped into the bath.

I moved up behind him reached around him taking his hand from his cock and stroking it myself. Dan moaned at my hand moving up and down his shaft. And he started moving his hips back and forward, slowly fucking my fist. I moved my other hand to his ass and rubbed between his cheeks. I slowly rubbed over his hole and pushed a finger inside. His moan of approval was all I needed to introduce a second finger and start fingering him in time with his hip movements.

I turned my fingers and spread them as much as I could. His ass was tight and warm. His cock was as hard as I have ever seen it. I liked this game, and so, apparently did Dan. I wanted his ass open and ready for my toy, so I pushed a third finger inside. I pushed them deep inside and Dan groaned. I began moving them in and out a little faster and deep. I kissed his neck and whispered in his ear, "Fuck babe, your ass is loving my fingers." Dan turned his head and tried to kiss me, but I pulled away, just to tease him.

Dan was getting into a rhythm and his moans were getting louder. I knew it was time for my fun to step up a notch, so I pulled out my fingers and let go of his cock. I pushed Dan forward so he was bent over and pulled his hips back. I parted his cheeks and grabbed the strapon, rubbing it against his freshly opened asshole.

Dan moaned as I rubbed the head at his hole, and got even louder as I pushed forward, entering him. I put about an inch into Dan and stopped. I looked at the sight in front of me and it was making me so hot. I grabbed Dan's hips and pulled him slowly back. I watched as the rubber cock entered my man's asshole. 

Dan continued to stroke his cock and push his hips back onto the strapon. I leaned forward and kissed his back, tasting his manly scent. When the cock was all the way inside Dan's ass, I held it still for a few seconds and slowly withdrew it. Then a little faster this time I pushed it all the way back inside him. I started to increase the pace that I was fucking my man's asshole and he was keeping pace, stroking his rigid pole.

I wanted to get a good look at the action myself, so I turned Dan so we were side on to the mirror. It was a perfect sight. I was holding Dan's hips, pulling him back onto my cock and he was stroking his hard cock. Dan was moaning and telling me to fuck him and I obliged. 

But I wanted to teach him a lesson that he shouldn't ever enjoy himself while I was stuck at work, so I started to thrust harder into him. I was pulling his hips back hard, each time I thrust my hips forward. Dan started to groan in pleasure and pain.

I told Dan to keep fucking his fist and don't dare stop. With each thrust forward, his groans got louder. Over the top of his groans, I said, "This is for watching porno's and playing with yourself while I'm at work, you ass." I could tell Dan was into this because he started to moan loud and said he was close and not to stop. 

Dan was pumping his cock faster now and his head was forward, eyes closed. I told Dan that when he was about to cum, that I wanted him to take his hand off his cock. Dan groaned a few more times and then yelled, "now baby." As Dan took his hand away from his cock, I thrust hard forward, pulling his hips back and held the cock deep in his ass. Looking in the mirror, I saw spurt after spurt shot from his hard cock. Then I pulled out and thrust hard back in again. Again, more cum shot out of his cock and onto the tiles. After he stopped cumming and it was hanging from his cock head, I unbuckled the straps of the cock and stepped back, leaving it in his ass. I kissed Dan on the cheek and said, "Wash yourself up and when that cock is ready again, I'll be ready in the bedroom for my turn."



Boyfriend Gets It in the End



My girlfriend, Amber, and I returned to my dorm room with a friend of mine, Drew, after a party. We were all kind of drunk, and I could tell Amber was up to something. She usually gets pretty mischievous when she's had a few.

"That sure was a fun party. But I don't think the fun has to end just yet," Amber giggled as she twirled around in my room. 

Drew and I chuckled as we watched my petite girlfriend dance. Her demeanor slowly changed as she moved to the music. Her eyes smoldered at us as her lithe body undulated provocatively. She began to rub her small, firm tits while her slender hips bucked with the music. Drew looked at me quizzically, and I could only shrug my shoulders in reply.

Amber smiled impishly at me as she danced toward us. Her eyes locked on mine, she ground her crotch against Drew's knees. My friend wasn't sure what to do, but his hands tentatively lifted and began to stroke Amber's breasts through her blouse. Amber raised her arms over her head and arched her chest toward Drew's hands. She moaned softly as she fucked her pelvis against his legs. She then flashed a seductive grin at us and spun away.

"Sean, what's going on here?" Drew breathed hotly as Amber began to writhe before us.

"I'm not sure, but just go with it," I replied.

Amber began to do a slow striptease for us. She looked coyishly over her shoulder as she pulled her blouse off over her head and unsnapped her bra. She threw the garments back at us, the bra landing on Drew's head. She then turned around and faced us, her hands covering her smallish breasts. She raised her eyebrows and smiled playfully at us, then pulled her hands from her chest. She gave us a quick glimpse of her pert tits, then laughed and turned away again.

I could tell Amber was enjoying herself immensely. She was a bit of an exhibitionist and liked to dance for me. But stripping in front of my friend gave her an added thrill. It excited me as well. I love Amber's hard, little willing body, but I also love her spontaneous and kinky mind. I knew she was really dancing to entice Drew, but it turned me on knowing my friend was getting hot watching my girlfriend.

I didn't know how far Amber would go with this, but I was bound to find out. Her hips swayed side to side as her erotic dance continued. She then bent over and slowly shimmied out of her skirt. She kicked the skirt aside and, still bent over, tugged down her panties. They stuck momentarily in the wet crevice of her cunt, then slid down around her ankles. I heard Drew gasp as Amber's firm ass waved in the air at us, her swollen pussy-lips visible between her slender thighs.

Amber gave us a long look at her delectable ass, then turned and gave us a full view of her nubile body. She grinned sexily at us as we lustfully eyed her beautiful face, small, pointy breasts, slender waist, and finely-trimmed bush. She then sauntered over to Drew and sat down on his lap.

"Holy shit," Drew groaned as my girlfriend ground her bare snatch against his crotch. She took one of his fingers in her mouth and sucked on it seductively as she squirmed on his lap.

Amber gave my friend a lap dance worthy of the best Las Vegas stripper. She pulled Drew's hands back to her girlish breasts as she continued to suck on his finger and buck against his crotch.

"Uh, Sean, you don't mind Amber doing this?" Drew muttered as he thrust upwards toward Amber's grinding pussy and squeezed her spiking nipples.

"He doesn't mind," Amber cooed as she wriggled on my friend. "He loves me and will let me do anything, or do anything for me. Isn't that right, lover?"

I nodded my head. I really was pussy-whipped. Amber was the dominant one when it came to sex. She'd have me do some kinky and wild things, and I enjoyed submitting to her domineering wishes. She once made me dress up like a woman and fuck her while wearing a bra. Another time she tied me up and ate lunch on my stomach, tormenting me by sucking my cock for almost an hour but not letting me cum. But when I did, was it amazing. I'd eat her pussy upon command, no matter where we were. One time she told me to eat her out in front of her roommate. Afterwards she had me masturbate in front of them while they licked each other. I was powerless to deny Amber anything, and we each got off on the dominating relationship.

I did feel kind of jealous seeing Amber bounce suggestively on my friend, but I had no choice. She wanted Drew and there was nothing I could do but go along with it.

"Mmmm, I can feel your cock all big and hard against my pussy," Amber purred. She then reached down and began to unbuckle Drew's pants. "Let's see if your cock really is as big as the girls say."

We both gasped when Drew's cock sprang out. I had seen his cock in the dorm showers before, and it seemed pretty big soft. But now that it was hard, I was amazed at how enormous it was. His cock must have been ten inches long and as thick as my wrist. And as I saw Amber playing with it I felt another twinge of jealousy. I've got a medium-sized dick, about seven inches, and Drew's made me look like a midget.

"Oh my," Amber breathed excitedly. "Look at huge his cock is. Sean, take yours out so I can compare."

I reluctantly undid my pants and pulled out my cock. Like a girl in a candy store, Amber played with both of our cocks, humming to herself as she stroked my hard dick and Drew's enormous shaft.

"Sean, you know I've always enjoyed your cock. But look at how much bigger Drew's is. I can barely fit my fingers around it, and it's even longer than two hands. Oh, I want both of you naked now. I'd love to get a mouthful of this cock. Then I want to feel this huge pole up my cunt. And don't worry, Sean, your cock will suit well for my mouth," Amber said flatly.

Drew looked at me and said, "Sean, I won't do this if you don't want me to."

"He wants you to," Amber interjected. "He likes me to enjoy myself. Sean, you know you'd love to watch this monster ream my little cunt."

I looked at my girlfriend's dainty hands pump Drew's massive erection and whispered, "Yes."

Amber giggled and sat back with anticipation as we undressed. When we were both naked, she had us sit next to each other on the couch. She gripped our raging hard-ons and licked her lips at the prospect of enjoying two cocks at once.

"Let's see how much of this I can fit in my mouth," Amber breathed as she guided Drew's enormous organ toward her face. Her eyes closed in rapture, she spread her full lips around his bloated knob and lowered her mouth. Her lips were stretched in a wide "O" as she accepted barely a third of his massive tool. She slurped noisily on Drew's member, her mouth clamped around his fat stalk while she jerked on my stiff rod.

I sat transfixed at the sight of Drew's huge cock bulging from Amber's wide-spread mouth, my own cock throbbing in her hand. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked wetly on his fat, veiny shaft, her lovely brunette head bobbing as far up and down as she could. She then pulled her mouth from Drew's giant stalk and slid her lips down my shaft. She could accept more of me than my friend, but there were still a couple of inches left.

Amber sucked my cock wantonly for a few minutes, then went back to Drew. Her tongue swirled around the bulbous head of his penis, lapping at the oozing pre-cum, then flickered down his meaty shaft. She pressed her mouth to the underside of his bloated pole and sucked. Her lips then flitted further down his elongated member to his enormous balls.

"Drew, your balls are absolutely huge. I bet you cum a lot," Amber chirped as she lashed his golf-ball sized orbs with her tongue.

"If you keep that up, you'll find out soon enough," Drew muttered.

"Oh, I'd love to gulp down your cum. But I need your big cock inside me," Amber panted. She gave his gleaming shaft one last lick, then knelt on the floor on all fours. "Fuck me like I've only dreamed about, you stud."

Drew looked at me once again, his mammoth cock wobbling obscenely between his legs.

"Go ahead, Drew. Give it to her," I said.

"Yes, give it to me. Give it to me good," Amber rasped hotly. She raised her firm ass in invitation to my friend and smiled at me, "Thank you, lover."

Drew got behind my lust-crazed girlfriend and mounted her. I could tell from Amber's pained expression that he was doing some stretching of her tiny cunt. But her grimace soon turned to a mask of perverse pleasure as Drew filled her tight pussy with his horse-meat.

"God, it's so big. It feels like you're in my stomach," Amber moaned as she skewered herself on Drew's immense cock.

As I watched my petite girlfriend get fucked by my well-hung friend, I felt proud to be dating such a sexpot. Drew obviously loved her snug, wet cunt, and Amber seemed delirious with passion from his humongous spike. Her breath came in halting gasps and she mewled nonstop as Drew pounded into her. His heavy balls slapped against her splayed slit and his pelvis smacked her upturned asscheeks as he crammed her full again and again with his mutant dick. And Amber bucked back mindlessly against him, desperate to have his giant organ buried deep inside her.

Her eyes hazy with lust, Amber whispered to me, "Sean. Fuck my mouth."

I was sitting on the couch in front of where Amber was kneeling, so I simply guided my erection toward her opened mouth and fed her my steely rod. She immediately began to bob and suck on my hard offering while she pounded back against Drew's brutal thrusts. She moaned and writhed with delight as her mouth and cunt were fucked by me and my friend.

I had never seen Amber so turned on before. She was acting like a woman possessed, moaning and slurping and gyrating wildly. She had told me of her fantasies about getting gangbanged, but this was the first time she was with more than one guy at once. And Drew's cock was much bigger than she had ever had before inside her tight, little cunt.

Amber rocked back and forth between us, captured like a pig on a stick on our two hard prongs. Each time Drew pumped his over-sized pole into her squishy pussy, she was thrown forward onto my throbbing cock, her mouth sliding down my shaft. She would then buck back against Drew and resume the perpetual fucking motion. There was only so long I could contain my passion, but I could tell that both Amber and Drew were as excited as me.

"Sean, I've never fucked a cunt so tight or a girl so hot," Drew groaned as he held onto her slender hips and thrust his massive penis hard and deep into her willing body.

"I'm about there too, Drew. Cum inside her," I panted as I pumped my own pulsating organ between her suckling lips.

"Mmmm!," Amber squealed as her lithe form trembled. Her mouth slid off my cock and she shrieked, "Oh, I can feel it! Shoot your cum up my cunt! Ewwww, I'm cumming so good! Your big cock is making me cum soooo gooood!"

Her moans were then silenced as I stuffed my aching cock back into her mouth and erupted. My balls contracted and spewed load after load of creamy sperm into her eager mouth. Amber sucked and gulped down my copious torrent of semen while her body continued to writhe in the throes of her orgasm. When I finally stopped shooting, I had to pry my sated cock from her mouth.

Amber sat dazed on the floor for a moment, then smiled at us radiantly. She licked a sticky white strand of my cum from her lips and purred, "That sure was fun. My cunt is sore as hell, but I'm glad I was able to sample your giant cock, Drew."

I smiled lovingly at my girlfriend and said, "I'm happy you liked it, so long as you continue to like my dick."

Amber toyed with my limp meat and cooed, "Oh, I will. But there is still something else I want you to do for me."

"Oh?" I asked curiously. I thought our lusty game was over for now, but again I underestimated Amber's kinkiness.

Amber smiled impishly at me and said, "I'd like you to experience what I did. I want to see you suck Drew's cock."

I looked at her uncertainly, then at my friend, then back at her. "But he's my friend," I said plaintively.

"If you can't suck your friend's cock, then who's cock can you suck?" Amber persisted. "How about it, Drew. Will you indulge me?"

Drew looked at us as if we were both crazy. I knew he ordinarily wouldn't go along with something this perverted, but I could tell he too was under Amber's spell.

"I don't know. That's kind of weird. And besides, I'm not sure I can get it up again so soon," he said.

Amber reached out and stroked his long, wet, soft cockmeat and chirped, "I bet a stud like you can do it four times a night. Come on, Sean, give him a good suck for me."

I knew I again had no choice. Under any other circumstances I would never have even thought about blowing another guy. But from Amber's confident demands and seeing my friend's enormous schlong dangling like a snake between his muscular thighs, I was actually turned on at the thought of sucking cock.

Amber directed Drew onto the couch and beckoned me to kneel before him. My eyes glued to the sight of Drew's hose-like organ, I did as I was told. Amber took my hands and placed them on my friend's crotch. I took his rubbery member in my hand and squeezed. I liked the feel of his soft, smooth meat, and I was soon pulling and massaging the pliable mass. Even though it was limp, Drew's cock measured at least six inches.

I played with my friend's flaccid tool for awhile, then traced my fingers along his low-hanging scrotum. I gently squeezed his enormous testicles, amazed at their size. They nestled in his wrinkled sack like two small oranges. I knew he must have filled Amber's cunt to the brim with his cum.

"Take it in your mouth, Sean. Suck it," Amber whispered to me. She took hold of Drew's dangling organ and fed it to my lips. 

I opened my mouth and accepted what was offered to me. Drew's cock was slick with Amber's cum and his own, and I found myself salivating. I sucked lightly on his soft flesh, enjoying the taste of his musky manhood and their combined juices. I took in as much of his spongy member as I could, but my mouth was soon crammed full with just the first few fat inches.

I sucked and licked Drew's soft meat, making loud slurping sounds as I tried to revive it. After a few minutes, I could feel my work paying off. Drew's cock began to inflate in my suckling mouth, growing harder and longer with each suck. My jaws were forced wider and wider and my head pushed upwards as his organ gradually swelled to immense proportions. By the time he reached full erection, it felt like I had a fence post stuffed in my mouth.

I pulled my mouth off of Drew's now towering and gigantic pole and gazed at it with awe and wonder. I then looked over and saw Amber smiling devilishly at me. She leaned forward and swirled her tongue around his engorged fuck-knob, then directed his hard pillar back to me.

I traced my tongue up and down Drew's thick shaft, amazed at how turned on I was blowing another guy. I then took him back in my mouth, sucking my friend's cock like a boy with a popsicle on a hot summer day.

"Oh, you dirty boy. That's it, suck that big cock, Sean, my handsome, cock-sucking boyfriend. You like Drew's cock, don't you. Of course you do. Such a big, thick cock, so much bigger than yours," Amber breathed as she held onto my head, guiding it up and down Drew's massive pole.

"Mmmm," I moaned as I continued to suck on the throbbing mass in my mouth. I moaned again when Amber moved behind me, spread my asscheeks, and began to lick my puckering asshole.

I had never had my ass eaten before, but Amber's tongue made me squirm with delight. She circled around my rosebud, rimming my anus slowly, then slid her tongue up my clasping backdoor. She pulled on my hardening cock as she tongue-fucked my asshole. I sucked wildly on Drew's fat organ as my rectum spasmed around Amber's slithering tongue.

After a few minutes of licking my itching brownie, Amber said hotly, "Sean, I think Drew's hard enough. Now I want to see him fuck you up the ass."

I stared at my friend's huge dick and whispered, 'There's no way this will fit inside me."

Amber replied, "It fit inside me, and I'm much smaller than you are. Come on, Sean, for me? Please? It would make me so happy, and I think you'll like it."

Drew and I were completely under Amber's seductive control. As if in a trance, I turned around and offered my ass to my friend. I rested my head on my hands and waited with apprehension and curiosity for the perverse sodomy.

Amber spread my cheeks, exposing my dainty little anus, and guided Drew's swollen staff toward my vulnerable orifice. I felt the spongy head of his penis prodding my winking asshole, but it just wasn't possible for something so thick to enter a hole so small. 

"I can't get it in; he's too tight," Drew said after a few moments of insistent pushing.

Amber kept Drew's massive member pressed to my unyielding sphincter and commanded, "Sean, relax your muscles. Drew, keep trying. You sure are big, but I bet my lover can take it."

I tried to relax, but that's no easy task when someone's about to stuff a baseball bat up your ass. I bit my lip in pain as my anal ring slowly stretched and the fat tip of Drew's cock finally slipped into the mouth of my bunghole. The ovalled rim of my anus clamped down around his engorged crown. It felt like my tender asshole was being ripped apart, but I knew Amber wouldn't be happy until I was fully impaled by my friend's enormous spike. I crouched obediently on all fours as Drew slowly stuffed a few more thick inches of his manhood up my clasping rectum.

Her hands still gripping my asscheeks and her face pressed close to the painful coupling, Amber murmured, "That looks so hot. Sean, do you like it?"

I looked over my shoulder and panted, "It hurts so much, but I'll take it if you want me to. Keep going, but go slow, Drew."

Amber giggled, "You heard him, Drew. Give your friend every inch of that great big cock of yours."

My anal walls expanded around Drew's delving pole as his enormous shaft insinuated deeper and deeper toward my bowels. The pain was still overwhelming, but an odd pleasure began to spread from my over-stretched rectum. After what seemed an eternity, Drew's hairy balls rested against my upturned ass. The blunt head of his cock nudged my guts and his monstrously thick organ filled my ravaged anal cavern to the brim. I moaned softly from the obscene pleasure of being utterly stuffed with fuckmeat.

Drew kept his immense tool buried to the hilt up my churning shitter, then slowly pulled out, leaving a vacuum deep inside my pit. It felt like my intestines would be sucked out from my splayed asshole as a sense of emptiness took the place of where his giant cock had been. But when he had only the head of his mighty penis wedged between my tautly-stretched anal lips, he thrust forward again. I moaned again as I relished in the feeling of being filled again with Drew's immense manhood.

The painful sodomy began to become easier the longer Drew fucked me. His cock, slick with his pre-cum and my saliva, slid smoothly in and out of my buttery tube. My sheath was still expanding almost to the point of breaking, but I was so turned on from the kinky situation that I looked forward to the next delicious cock-lunge. I was soon bucking back at Drew as he thrust into me, skewering my tight asshole on his massive pole.

"That's how it feels to have a real man inside you," Amber cooed as she watched intently the horny sodomy.

"Unnnnh, fuck ... fuck me Drew," I squealed mindlessly as I humped backwards toward my friend. His balls slapped against mine as he plowed into me. 

Through my lust-crazed fog I could hear Amber giggle. I knew she was getting off seeing me emasculated. But I was getting off too. By accepting Amber's sordid commands, I was able to let myself go and enjoy something new. My entire asshole tingled and spasmed around Drew's horsecock as I writhed in pleasure from my first assfuck.




Boyfriend Gets It in the End



Encouraged by Amber's cheers and my wild gyrations, Drew began to increase the tempo of his thrusts. He rammed his steely pipe up my splayed rectum, causing me to squirm and moan in tormented delight. I wasn't sure how much longer I could withstand the brutal sodomy, the pleasure and pain making my head spin.

"Fuck him, Drew. Fuck my Sean like the cock-crazed boy he is. Ream out that tight little asshole of his," Amber said huskily. I looked at her through half-closed eyes and saw her fingering her wet cunt while her face remained close to my abused ass. I then lowered my head back to my arms and eagerly accepted my friend's constant assault on my churning bunghole.

I moaned with unexpected pleasure when I felt Amber wrap her delicate fingers around my throbbing erection. She pumped my raging member once, and I shot off immediately. She laughed with glee and continued to jerk on my spurting cock. She captured my streams of cum with her other hand while she milked me like a cow.

While my cock flexed and spewed load after load of cum into Amber's hand, my asshole contracted around Drew's plunging member. My anal sheath clamped down on his thick shaft, an electric current radiating from my over-stuffed rectum and out through my erupting dick. I then felt Drew's cock swell even larger and I knew he was about to cum.

"Oh God, Sean. I'm gonna cum," Drew panted as he thrust his engorged organ balls-deep up my convulsing shitter.

"Ewwww, how exciting!" Amber chirped. "Shoot your load inside him. Fill his ass with your cum!"

I moaned as torrents of hot jism splattered against my intestines. My anal walls spasmed uncontrollably as my friend's ass-splitting cock reared again and again deep inside my burning confines and pumped me full with his hot, creamy sperm. My churning bunghole squeezed every drop of Drew's thick cum from his massive balls until finally his magnificent cock was silent.

I groaned as Drew's softening meat sloshed out of my ravaged asshole. No longer plugged with the huge column of fuckmeat, I could feel my insides try to resume their normal shape. Rivulets of hot jism oozed from my ruptured asshole as I gingerly sat down on the floor. Though my ass hurt and throbbed, my body tingled with rapture. 

"My dear, sweet boyfriend," Amber said soothingly as she licked the pool of my cum from her hand. "Taking it up the ass for me. That's why I love you so much; you'll do anything for me."

I smiled at her and grinned sheepishly at Drew. I then took Amber's cum-dripping fingers in my mouth and lapped up my own creamy, white sperm.

Not only did I get fucked up the ass by my best friend, I loved it. Going out with Amber opens up whole new experiences. And that's why I love her.

And my friendship with Drew had certainly taken a strange and interesting turn.



Boyfriend Gives Oral First Time



I loved my boyfriend. I loved making him feel good. The way he moans my name is beyond a turn on for me. The way he tangles his fingers in my hair and begs for more. It drives me crazy. I love giving him oral. I love every bit of it. I thoroughly enjoy giving it to him. 

We've been together for six months. And I've only ever gone down on him. Of course he has used his amazing fingers on me, but never his soft mouth. Whenever he asks if he can return the favour, I just tell him maybe another time... Of course I wonder what it feels like and I do want it, but I wouldn't want to take any sexual attention away from him, especially because in the past, his exes have treated him terribly, so I want to give him as much as I can. 

The other night was amazing. I had gone down on him. I just love it so much, and again, afterwards when he asked, I just said another time. He is very respectful and always agrees. But when he was done work last night, he came over to my house while no one else but me was home. And we talked in my bedroom for a bit. But afterwards, the most unexpected and beautiful experience happened. Flashback to last night:

I lay on my bed and listened to music, finishing up my History project. I remembered my boyfriend saying he wanted to come over and talk after he was done work. I nervously agreed. But I unlocked the front door for him when I came home from school just so he could walk in and come in my bedroom.

Finally he was here. I had no idea what he was going to talk to me about. My mind ran faster now that he was here. And soon enough, he appeared at my doorway. And we both smiled and he walked towards me. 

He planted a kiss on my forehead. 'Hey babe, how was your day?' he asked as he sat down beside me, now pressing his lips to my exposed shoulder and curiously reading what was on my laptop.

'It was good thanks. I'm just finishing a project. How was yours?' I asked. 

'It was good, it's better now that I'm here with you.'

I couldn't help but smile due to his words. There was a moment of just my music playing, and he reached over my laptop and turned the music on mute. I gulped. What is he doing? 

'Babe, I wanted to talk about something.' he reminded me.

I knew that, but I just simply don't want to know what it's about. I mean, it's been on my mind since he told me and I can say I'm nervous. He's never wanted to 'talk'.

Okay sweetie, what is it?' I turned to face him, closing my laptop. He rested a hand on my cheek and looked into my eyes. Oh Gosh. What is he going to say?

'Sweetie, you know how you always make me feel so good? You always do an amazing job at making me feel pure bliss. I've been wanting to return the favour since the first day you did it to me first. And I was wondering if tonight, I'd be able to return the pleasure. Who knows, you might like it. Just please? I'm begging you. I want to try to make you feel as good as you make me.'

I was in awe from his words. I couldn't help but grow wet at the thought of it happening right here, right now. I slightly bit my lip as his patient lips smiled. 'O-okay...' I stuttered. 'But only to-night...' I added.

He shifted excitingly on his side. 'Okay babe, whichever you want.' he said as he pressed his lips to my ear and started to kiss it, softly sucking my earlobe. Of course I was wet from the previous conversation, I'm just growing more wet as the seconds tick. 

From my ear, he moved his lips up and down my neck, slowly gliding his tongue along the flesh. I let out a soft moan as I tilted my head to one side, my eyes now closed. The sensation between my legs grew stronger, and he will be surprised to see and feel how long I've been wanting this to happen. 

His lips were now sliding down my chest, and he unbuttoned my school blouse one by one before tossing it aside. He kissed my collarbones and shoulders, tracing my arm with his fingertips, creating goosebumps all over me. 

He gently placed me up against the pillows, and told me to lay down and relax. 'Lay down baby...' he said calmly. I did what he said, and lay down on my bed. I breathed heavily, I was so turned on and I was beyond excited to feel it. 

From there, he kissed my stomach and my sides. He softly massaged one of my breasts as he kissed his way up to the other and began to suck the nipple. I arched my neck, moaning in pure pleasure. 

He fondled my breasts, right before he made his way down my stomach and started to unbutton and unzip my school pants. His strong hands grabbed the waistline of my pants and he slowly dragged them down my legs, kissing my inner thighs as he did so. My pants came off and they hit the ground. My toes curled. 

'So far so good baby?' he asked. 

'Mhmm... Yes...' I moaned. 

He ran his hands all over my legs. His gentle hands rubbed my thighs as his lips hovered over my panties. By now, I was soaked. Possibly dripping. He kissed all around my panties, and I bit my lip, bucking my hips off of the mattress and upwards towards his face. He gently held down my hips back into the mattress. 

His steady fingers rubbed me through my panties. I moaned as he rubbed me in circular motions with his fingers. And I knew he felt it; just how wet I was. He lowered his head and he kissed me over my panties. I gripped onto the bed sheets. 'Mmm!' I couldn't help but buck my hips again. He gently gripped my hips once again and placed them down. He licked up my slit over my panties and sucked softly where my clit is underneath my panties.

'Ohh myyy goshhh babe... That feels soo good...' I moaned. 

'Yeah? Feel good?' he asked as he grabbed the waistline of my panties and brought them down my legs. 

'Mmm...' I moaned in response. My panties came off of my toes and hit the ground. I tried to keep in control. 

He kissed up my legs once again. He gently lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders. I felt his breath hovering over my vag, and I groaned as I gripped the bedsheets even more. And then...

His lips collided into my vag. I moaned instantly. I couldn't believe it. The lips that I've been kissing for six months now, are now somewhere else. And I couldn't be any happier... And it couldn't feel any better... He has no idea how long I've been dreaming of this day. 

He brought out his tongue and dragged it along my clit. 

'Mmmm...' I moaned once again. His tongue slowly drew circles around my clit. 

'Ugh... That feels so good babe...' I moaned aloud.

He brought his tongue down and put it inside of me and moved it around inside of me. 

'Ugh!' I nearly screamed. I covered my mouth with the bedsheets. He licked back up my slit and gently wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking it softly and slowly while he put two fingers inside of me. 

I tangled my fingers into his hair, just like he does to me.

'Mmm babe-that's soo good... Do-don't stop...' I moaned.

He started to slowly suck my clit a little harder now, and his fingers started to thrust faster into me.

'Mmhmm just like that baby...' I was breathless and I knew I was going to have an amazing orgasm very soon. 

He continued what he was doing, moving his fingers even faster while he still sucked and licked at my clit. That tightness formed in my stomach and I almost ripped my bedsheets. 

'Oh goshhh baby keep going.. I'm--'

My orgasm threw me off before I even knew it. I screamed out in pleasure as he continued to softly lick and suck me, while he still fingered me slowly.

My heart raced with my breath. My palms and chest were dusted with a light blanket of sweat. I moaned as my orgasm washed through me... It's never felt this good before...

He stopped his actions and he kissed up to my stomach. He smiled and kissed my lips gently. I smiled, well at least tried to. 

'Can this become a regular thing for us now?' he asked, smiling down at me.



Boyfriend Lost



Author’s note: This short story (meaning there will be no follow up chapters) is for all those who—from some of the feedback I get, apparently feel disenfranchised by cheating white wife stories. 

This story could just as easily be titled “Better Friends Acquired”, or even “Tom, Dick, Harry, and Jack”, but both titles would be getting way ahead of things. So, to keep from losing you entirely, I think it would be better if I started from a point closer to the beginning.

My boyfriend had lost me; he just wasn’t aware of it yet. In fact, until I ran into my own version of the “Fantastic Four”, I wouldn’t have dreamed it possible that he could have ever lost me. But, this is the crux of the story, so I best get at it.

It all started one evening when Aaron, my boyfriend at the time, stood me up. It wasn’t intentional—he had to catch a flight to clear up some problem a manager down in Brazil couldn’t deal with, but it still ticked me off… more than it probably should have. You see, this was the fourth time in three weeks that Aaron had been called out of town to “handle” something that, apparently, no one else could. 

Of course, being his company’s lead troubleshooter, this sort of thing comes with the territory. But, when a woman is all dressed up and ready to get out and party some on a Saturday night, being told at the last minute (via cell phone, while her boyfriend is already in the air and it’s too late to even complain) that she’s going to have to stay home (by herself) is generally not taken real well. Especially if the woman in question is a healthy 29 year old blonde, very nicely put together, who is considered more than fairly attractive by many men, with all the normal wants and needs of a woman this age. Most especially when those wants and needs center on getting herself (to put it bluntly) fucked and fucked, then fucked some more, until she has a little trouble walking the next morning. 

And, this was my exact mood when I had wished Aaron a safe trip (with an absolutely pitiful pout clearly evident in my voice, of course) and hung up. Then, I had cursed him. “Damnit!” I had stormed around the living room, kicking the expensive furnishings, tossing velvet throw pillows everywhere. “God—fucking–damn him!” I even threw his golf clubs out on the balcony. Even though I seriously considered doing it, I hadn’t pitched them over the rail into the pool twenty stories below. I’ve got more sense than that. Guys will tolerate a temper tantrum, but putting a serious fuck on a full set of Taylor Made’s and a custom leather bag, can get a girl in some real deep shit.

My temper finally vented, I had slumped onto the disheveled couch. But, my anger was still there. “Well, he can just kiss my peaches and cream ass if he thinks I’m staying home while he’s having a high ol’ expense account time down in Rio!” So, I dug in my purse for the name of the club across down that a girlfriend had given me. She had said it was a hot place, good tunes, drinks that weren’t watered down and packed with good looking guys who were willing to pay for those expensive drinks in exchange for a dance… and maybe a little come-on that would let them think they might get lucky tonight. 

Now, Aaron knocking down a real healthy nine figure yearly salary trouble shooting, I wasn’t about to jeopardize my relationship with him (I’m no fool) but I figured that a little harmless dancing—along with maybe some misleading flirting—couldn’t hurt. Could it?

I sure as hell didn’t think so, and forty-five minutes later I was pulling into the parking lot of the club. For being on “the wrong side of the tracks” it seemed like a very upscale club; intimately lit, a very good three piece combo up on the stage playing mellow jazz, and a large mixed crowd, but not a boisterously loud one… just the sort of place Aaron would have enjoyed bringing me to. “Too bad he’s not along,” I said under my breath as I wove my way between the dancers to a small table against the back wall.

I ordered a double vodka gimlet, and three drinks arrived at my table—none of which I had to pay for; three different guys had picked up my tab. Now this was my kind of place… real friendly. I looked around and picked out my three benefactors; a stereotypical lounge lizard, complete with a mint-green leisure suit—not worth my time, even though I perfunctorily toasted him with my drink; a preppy sort of guy—mildly interesting, even with his modishly long hair—I toasted him as well; and a darkly handsome guy sitting in a nearby corner booth with three similarly complexted friends.

Now, I said “darkly handsome” to keep from stating the cliché term Black. I am not a prejudiced person—far from it, but I had never been intimate with a black guy before. This didn’t stem from any aversion to black men, or from some archaic belief against mixing of the races, I simply had never been attracted to any black guy I had previously met. But, this guy could certainly change all of that… if I allowed it to happen, of course.

I toasted my darkly handsome benefactor and received four smiling salutes in return. Yep, this was a real friendly place all right and I toasted all of them right back.

I had apparently come in near the end of the set because a few minutes later the combo took a “pause for the cause”. Next thing I knew, four more double vodka gimlets were arriving at my table—all from the same table—along with a note asking if I would care to join their table. I looked around, saw that there were other interracially mixed tables and decided “Why not?” The four Black guys (Now that I’ve used it once already, I might as well continue using the term) all looked pretty up scale—casually dressed in slacks and polo shirts, no obvious thugs in the lot. It certainly beat the hell out of sitting and drinking all by myself.

I picked up a second drink and, with a drink in each hand, I walked over to their table. “I’m afraid I had to leave a few behind,” I said. “I only have two hands.”

“And very pretty hands they are,” the guy in the middle—the one who had sent the original drink my way—said. He snapped his fingers and three of the other three guys leapt to their feet and went to fetch my left behind gimlets. “Please, sit down, Miss...”


“Marjorie,” I replied and sat down. “Margie, for short.” The guys returned with my drinks and two of them slid into my side of the booth; forcing me to slide around until I was, for all intents and purposes, smack in the middle of a group of black men. This made me a little nervous, to say the least. To cover this, I asked, “So, what’s the party for?”

“Well, Margie For Short,” the guy to my left said with a friendly smile, “it’s my birthday. By the way, I’m Tom. The guy on the other side of you is Dick. Next to him is Harry and then there’s Jack the Loser.”

Loser? Tall and lanky, 24 maybe 25, clean cut, wearing a pale yellow polo shirt, the guy across from Harry certainly didn’t look like a loser. He was really quite good looking.

“I shot six strokes behind everyone else today,” Jack supplied before I could ask. “Ergo, I’m the loser.”

I smiled. “I see, so it was a round of golf and drinks for your birthday. “ I lifted my glass. “Happy birthday, Tom.”

“Much happier since you decided to join the party, Margie.” He clinked glasses with me. “Actually, the golf is a weekly thing; my birthday just happened to fall on it.”

I took a sip of my drink and asked, “So, did you win?”

“Harry took the pot; three C notes.” Tom shook his head sadly. “You’d think a guy would be allowed to win on his 30th birthday.”

Three hundred dollars? These guys played some serious golf. “What sort of handicaps do you carry?”

“I carry a nine, myself,” Tom answered, then went around the table; Jack with a ten, Dick with an eight, and Harry with a twelve. “Do you play, Margie?”

I smiled. “I carry an eleven handicap.”

Dick grinned. “Then, we must get together and play one of these days.”

“Hear, hear!” The four of them lifted their glasses in salute. I clinked mine against theirs. I’d downed three gimlets by this point and they were beginning to affect me somewhat, because I distinctly heard my inner voice say, “Here… or there.”

The combo came back and started off with a slow number. Tom looked at me. “Would you grant an old man a birthday wish, Marjorie?’

I eyed him suspiciously. “That would depend on the wish.”

“Nothing serious, or even dangerous. Just a dance, is all.”

That would be fairly harmless, I figured and glowered at the other three. “Since you guys weren’t thoughtful enough to let Tom win on his birthday, the least I can do is dance with the birthday boy.”

Dick and Harry slid out of the both; allowing Tom and I to slide out. Tom took my hand, led me onto the dance floor and took me in his arms. He held me close, not so tightly that I was pressed against him, but close enough for me to feel his body against mine. He proved to be a very good dancer, smooth and effortless as he guided me around the floor. 

We talked as we danced. I learned that all four of them were lawyers—Tom, a criminal defense lawyer and Harry in the corporate law department with the same firm; Dick in private practice, specializing in divorce cases and Jack an up and coming wiz in contract law with another firm. Being a paralegal myself, this meant that I had two things in common with my new drinking companions—golf and the legal profession, which is one more thing than I had in common with Aaron. Of course, Aaron is white—like yours truly, so that gave him a socially acceptable plus, versus the man whose arms I was presently in and the other three back at the table. Or, so I thought at the time. 

The song ended and another began, so Tom and I continued to dance and talk. I found out that Jack was indeed 25—fresh out of college and the junior among them; that Dick was 31 and that Harry was the “old man” at 32. The second song ended and as Tom politely guided me back to the table, I pointed out that 30 wasn’t old. Maybe for some women 30 could be traumatic, but guys weren’t supposed to slam up against that over-the-hill benchmark until they hit forty. 

“Then,” Tom laughed, “I’ve got another ten years before I have to start worrying.”

“You look like you’re in pretty good shape, Tom.” I slid in alongside him, this time close enough that our hips were touching. “I’d say you have more than ten good years ahead of you.” Three more drinks had been added to my growing stash. “If you guys are figuring on getting me drunk, forget it. When I feel that warning buzz inside my head, I quit. I don’t like not being aware of what’s going on around me.” I picked up one of the fresh drinks and took a sip. “But thanks for the thoughtfulness.”

The conversation flowed easily after that—mostly about golf and different golf course we all had played. You’ve got five avid, low-handicap golfers at the table, what else are they going to talk about? I learned that Harry was the only one of them to have been married, but was now divorced. They, in turned, found out that I was a paralegal and that I was “sortta” engaged. ”Sort of engaged?” Tom inquired. ”Or is it the real thing, Margie?” 

“I really don’t know.” Six double gimlets were now warming my tummy. It’s the only excuse I can offer. “I mean, Aaron is a really nice guy and all; he’s good looking, well-built… He makes a ton of money being a trouble shooter, and… Well, all in all, he’s a pretty okay guy.”

The conversation had not gotten lewd, but, as is normally the case where booze is part of the mix, it had become progressively more ribald. That all changed when Tom bluntly asked, “How is Aaron in the sack?” 

“Best I’ve ever known,” I answered just as bluntly. “So far.”

“Sounds like an unsure fiancée to me.”

“Sounds like it to me, too,” Dick added. Both Jack and Harry chimed in with, “Ditto.”

It hit me that I should have stopped one drink earlier, but I ignored the warning buzzer. One at a time I looked each one of them in the eyes. “Anyone here think they can change my mind?” I quickly realized—way, way too late—that I really, really should have stopped at five double gimlets. But, it was too late now; I had thrown down the gauntlet.

Tom took my hand and placed it in his lap. “That answer enough?”

Aaron was six inches plus when hard and what my fingers were now instinctively wrapping around felt at least that big… and it wasn’t fully hard yet. “Very nice,” I said, kneading the hardening cock in Tom’s slacks. Without conscious thought, I dropped my other hand into Dick’s lap. A little bigger—maybe 7 inches, but then Dick’s cock was already rock hard. I challenged Harry and Jack with my eyes. “You’ve all seen one another in the shower; are you two as well endowed as this pair?”

“Pretty much,” Harry answered with a smile.

Jack grinned. “I might be junior in age, but I’m senior where it counts the most.”

I had my inquisitive fingers curled around what felt like two seven inch cocks, Harry had said that he had about the same, and Jack was inferring that he possessed even more. This I had to see for myself. “So, everything I’ve heard about Black men is true.” It was a little tricky (I’m predominately left handed) but I managed to get both Tom’s and Dick’s zippers down. I dug out both cocks and kneaded the naked flesh tubes under the table. They were both so hard, and so hot in my hands. “Is this what the four of you are telling me?”

“When you get hold of the right black men, yes,” Tom informed me.

“You mean like I’ve got hold of the both of you right now?” I responded.

Jack caught on real quick. “Not a fair comparison, Margie. You’ve only sampled two so far.”

“Well, you and Harry are too far away to reach,” I said as I continued to double fist the two hard cocks. “And I’m not about to crawl under the table to find out if you’re telling me the truth.”

“That would be considered tacky,” Harry said. “Kinky as all hell, but still on the tacky side.”

”We could always go some place… less public.” {Had I really said that?} “I’m sure Tom and Dick are both game. They ah… they both feel game to me, anyway.”

“Do you know what you’re letting yourself in for, Marjorie?” Harry asked. Harry was, apparently, the more conscientious of the bunch.

Aaron had once suggested a three-way to which I had, in no uncertain terms, rejected the disgusting idea. I was not into group sex and more than two participants, to me, constituted a group. Now, here I was with four men—two of whom I already knew (conclusively) to be hard and ready rock and two more that I strongly suspected were just as hard—and if I left with the four of them, it wouldn’t be group sex, it would more closely resemble a gangbang, with me being the center piece. I shouldn’t have, common sense told me that I could be biting off a hell of a lot more than I could possibly chew… But the two hard, hot cocks I presently held in my fists felt “sooooooo” good… And I was at least ten times hornier now than when I had left home… And I knew (beyond a shadow of a doubt) that my four companions were just as horny, if not hornier than I was, which gave us all one more thing in common… I wanted to get laid (desperately) they obviously wanted to lay a good-looking chick—specifically, me. That made at least four things the five of us had in common. The erotic combination was too powerful for me to resist. 

Dick’ cock twitched invitingly and Tom’s definitely grew even harder in my fist. I was totally lost, knew it, and didn’t give a shit any longer. I smiled at Tom, then at Dick and Jack, and then smiled brazenly at Harry. “Unless there’s been some serious misrepresentation going on here, I’m letting myself in on the pleasure of experiencing four hard cocks… two already in hand and two more yet to sample, compared to one that’s presently out of town.” This time I knew exactly what I was saying and I meant every word of it… especially the two words “four” and “hard”.

I fisted the two hard, throbbing cocks a little more vigorously; the jerky movements of my arms proof positive to the other two guys just what I was doing under the table to their friends. I grinned at Jack, “And, I do believe that a verbal contract is legal in this state, right?”

Jack ginned right back. “Legal and binding, Margie.”

“That settles it.” Tom forced my hand off his cock, somehow managed to get that big hard thing back inside his slacks and zipped himself up. “My place; since I’m the birthday boy.”

I reluctantly let go of Dick’s cock and we all waited impatiently for him to get himself “more presentable” for public viewing and slid out of the booth. I got some very ugly looks from both the lounge lizard and the preppy guy when I walked out with my four Black chaperones, but I really didn’t give a fuck. At least two of my Black golf buddies had what I needed most and there was no guarantee either of them would even come close. What my other two Black Buddies had for me only remained to seen. And also, I fully expected, to be thoroughly (and repeatedly) enjoyed.

Tom and the guys all piled into a black Escalade and I followed along behind… sortta like being pulled along by a magnet. Four hard, Black magnets, to be totally precise. They were all hoping (more likely praying) that I wouldn’t chicken out half way there. I know because I saw the relief in their eyes when I pulled my little MG in behind Tom’s SUV and got out. “Well, what are we waiting for, guys? This is your course, all I did was agree to play it.”

It became sort of a mad, laughing race from the carport up to Tom’s apartment. He lived on the ninth floor of a high rise on the upper west side of town; a large apartment, tastefully decorated in white, polished brass and smoked glass. “Okay,” I said once the front door was closed and locked behind us, “who goes first?”

“Well,” Tom offered with a step in my direction, “since I’m the birthday boy, I guess I should unwrap my pres…”

“I’ll unwrap myself, thank you.” These guys were likely to be in a hurry (I know I was) and a Dior cocktail gown can only stand up to so much heated impetuousness. I quickly divested myself of the gown and stood before my “new” Black friends in just a pair of skimpy black lace panties, matching garterbelt and nylons, no bra, and three inch black suede pumps. “Okay, your turns.”

In real short order, I was the only one with a stitch left on. I was also admiring four “very impressive” and very hard black cocks. Actually seeing what I had been fisting in the nightclub, I wished I had ducked my head under the table for “more personal” inspections of both Tom and Dick. If I had, there would have been a lot less delay in getting the hell out of there; their hard black cocks were positively pussy-wetting. 

From the wrinkled roll of skin behind the big black head of Harry’s cock, it was easy to surmise that he was uncircumcised. This alone was enough to make him special; I had never had an uncircumcised cock before. At least seven inches of uncircumcised black cock jutting straight out at me from the thick thatch of his crinkly black pubic hair I took to indicate that Harry wanted to use his uncut weapon on me at least as badly as I wanted him to give it to me… all seven hard inches of it, and hopefully more than once.

While Jack might be the junior in age, he was indisputably the senior cock of the bunch—a good, hard nine black inches. His entire groin was shaved baby-butt smooth and the dilated peehole in his golf ball-sized cockhead glistened with precum, which made my mouth water more than it ever had before. Since my very first blowjob (a cheerleading initiation rite anxiously bestowed on the opposing quarterback underneath the bleachers in high school during a night football game) I‘ve thirsted for the taste of cum in my mouth, the salty/sweet flavor of man-juice, craved the sliminess of it on my tongue. Ben and Jerry could make a fucking fortune off me if they had a cum-flavored ice cream.




Boyfriend Lost



I walked up and wrapped my hands around Jack and Harry’s jutting black cocks. “All right, now I’ve sortta sampled all four of you,” I said as I fisted both of them. “Anyone know of a more positive way for me to get to know you guys any better?”

“What will you, or won’t you do, Marjorie?” Harry—always the conscientious one—asked.

“I love to fuck; I’ve had a strong oral fixation since High School; and I’ve tried anal a few times.” I wanted all four of their cocks, but since I had beat off Tom and Dick for a couple of minutes in the club, I figured I owed Harry and Jack at least the same consideration. “So, if anything you guys can dream up becomes too much for me. I’ll holler out… loud and clear.” That was, providing my mouth wasn’t too full of something hard and black to keep me from hollering out.

Tom moved so that his hard black cock was aimed right at me. “I’d say, it’s on your knees, then.”

I dropped to my knees. Now, Tom’s black cock was right in my face. “Happy birthday, big boy,” I said and kissed the firm crown of it. Then, still fisting Jack and Harry, I closed my mouth over the swollen head of the birthday boy’s cock. I swirled my tongue round and round it, making sure to worm the tip of my tongue into the peehole to get a good taste of his precum. I liked the taste immediately—but then I‘ve always liked the taste of cum; many women don’t and more’s the pity I have for them. But, the taste of Tom’s cum on my tongue was different; richer tasting, somehow tasting more potent than Aaron’s ever had.

I began bobbing my head, steadily taking more and more of Tom’s hard seven black inches into my mouth until the head was at the back of my throat. I had been sucking cock since early in High School and, therefore, was no novice at this. I relaxed my throat and pushed my mouth onto his cock until my nose was in his crinkly black pubes. “Sweet FUCKING Jesus!” Tom exclaimed when I slid my tongue along the underside of his cock and out between it and my stretched bottom lip to flick his balls. Like I said, I’m no novice at sucking cock.

Someone moved in behind me--Harry, since I had Tom’s cock down my throat and Dick’ and Jack’s in each hand--grabbed my hips and lifted my ass. The sopping wet crotch of my panties was pulled aside and the spongy head of his cock was quickly sliding up and down in my gooey slit. The next time it passed over the drooling entrance to my hungry cunt, I lunged back, capturing almost all of it. Harry thrust forward and buried the rest of it deep inside me.

Tom’s balls were banging against my chin; Harry’s balls were slapping against my already-engorged clit. I was being fucked front and back at the same time. I was also fisting two more hard cocks. I was quivering like jelly inside and quaking uncontrollably outside. {Why in GOD’S name had I ever turned down group sex?} If having two cocks at the same time was this fantastic; being gangbanged by four cocks (sooner or later, eventually, “I damn well better get gangbanged!) had to be simply mind - FUCKING - blowing.

Harry fucked my grateful cunt and Tom fucked my salivating mouth for a few moments, alternating their rhythms so that I had all of one of their cocks in me at any given time. I fisted Dick and Jack’s cocks and rubbed them against my cheeks. I was in heaven… Insatiable cockslut heaven! 

Suddenly, Tom pulled his cock from my mouth; the absolute last thing I wanted him to do. “Entertain Jim and Jack, Margie,’ he said. “I’ll be back to let you finish me off in a couple of minutes.”

I wanted to protest, but Dick’s cock quickly filling my mouth cut off any verbal response I might have made. I was left with two choices; be a rude guest—not my style, or suck this new black cock. I sucked… happily. I sucked Dick for a few minutes, then switched to Jack—taking four inches initially, alternated back to Dick, then went back down on six inches of Jack. Their cocks and their precums tasted different from each other’s and different from Tom’s, but all three tasted good… very, very good, better than I could recall cum ever tasting. I wanted their cum. I wanted to taste, to savor, to swallow the cum from all four of their black cocks before the night was over.

All the while I was alternating between Jim’s and Jack’s wonderful cocks, Harry was giving my heavily juicing cunt the fucking of my life—deep and steady. I was enjoying servicing three cocks at the same time {“Well, more or less at the same time”} and, with the solemn promise of the forth cock coming back to give me my just (read as creamy) reward, actually enjoying it. The fact that this was a group sex scene I was so thoroughly into did bring a certain kinky kick into what was going on, but I must admit that it was the fact that all four of my lovers were black which added the real spice to the whole thing.

I had sucked Dick’s cock to the point of exploding and was doing my best to swallow the last three inches of Jack’s when Tom’s hard black cock appeared before my eyes. “Ready to finish me off, Margie?’

Reluctant as I was to release my oral hold on Jack, Tom was the “birthday boy”. I pulled my mouth off Jack’s cock and left it hanging wide open. Tom took the invitation just as it was meant; he placed his hands alongside my head and fucked his cock right into the waiting orifice, all the way down to his swinging black balls. The pungent taste of his powerful black cock in my mouth, the unmistakably masculine scent of him in my flared nostrils… I was totally lost; beyond any sort of redemption. I let my mind go and allowed myself to be used like a white slut for black cock.

{And this is just what a white slut for black cock gets}? I thought as I willingly let the “birthday boy” face-fuck me; deepthroating him just the way I knew Tom wanted me to—without gagging. She gets used by hard black cock, {And used very well indeed by hard black cock”} and used, and used… Behind me, Harry groaned, his cock swelled deep inside me, pulsated impossibly hard, and… 

It was the first time I actually felt a guy cum inside me, not just feel his cock throb as he shot off. Hard jet after long jet of scalding cum flooded my instinctively clasping cunt. Reflexively, the walls of my cunt began milking the still spurting cock. I came, nearly pushing Harry’s cock out of me with the sheer force of that explosive orgasm. {Thank God he had my squirming ass held so tightly against his hard groin.}

I wanted nothing more than to bathe in the waves of this glorious climax, but a far more pressing need was making itself known right in front of me. Tom’s throbbing cock was fucking my mouth and throat with an urgency I recognized instantly; the “birthday boy” was about to…

Tom’s first blast of hot cum was so hard there was no need to swallow and that load was barely half way down my gullet when his cock erupted for the second time, then a third. I quickly pulled my mouth back and had just closed off the back of my throat with the heel of my tongue when a forth jet of cum splashed against it. Tom ejaculated once more in my mouth and I swirled the massive load around in my mouth, savoring the taste of his cum as I sucked voraciously to drain the last dregs of the slimy, yummy man-syrup from his black nuts.

“SWEEEET FUCKING JESUS!” Tom gasped as he fell back, landing spraddle-legged and wide-eyed on the floor before me. “That was a better birthday present than… than taking all three of these guys would have been today.” He drew a long ragged breath. “Thank you, Margie. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.”

I swallowed his cum and smiled, but, “You’re welcome, birthday bo…” was all I got out before Jim’s drooling cock was being unceremoniously shoved into my mouth. At the same time Harry’s withering cock was sliding out of my gooey hole, only to be promptly replaced by Jack’s. Dick face-fucked me while Jack cunt-fucked me and a few moments later we all three went off one… two… three… four and five; Dick, then me, then Jack, then me again, and then again.

After sucking to make sure the pipe was empty, I released Jim’s cock from my mouth and moaned around the mouth full of cum as I felt Jack’s great cock sliding out of my well-fucked cunt. Tom’s huge load of cum was warming nicely my tummy, my mouth was full of Jim’s copious load and two loads of cum were leaking out of my pussy. {What a nice start to the party} I couldn’t help thinking as I collapsed on the floor. 

And, if this was only the beginning, what other wondrous surprises awaited me as Tom’s birthday bash continued? I couldn’t wait to find out… just as soon as the world quit spinning around, that is.

Woozy and too weak-kneed to make it all on my own, the guys helped me onto the couch. While Harry was wiping my face with a damp cloth, Tom was performing a serious mop-up job on my pussy with a warm wet washcloth. Dick and Jack leaned over the back of the couch, grinning down at me. ”Best damned B-day party I’ve ever attended,” Dick said with a wink. “Sure as hell got that right,” Jack added with a hungry look in his dark eyes. “Ready to party some more, Margie?”

“For God’s sake,” Harry growled, “at least let her figure out where she is, will ya?” He dabbed at my face a little more then added, “And, once you do, Marjorie, if you want to get the hell out of here, I’ll escort you back to your car myself, and follow you home to make sure you get there safely.”

I blinked a couple of times and smiled up at him. Harry was a truly nice guy, considerately sweet, like you don’t often find these days. I reached out and patted him on his dark cheek. “Now, why on earth would I want to get the hell out of here, sweet man… just when the party’s showing signs of really coming to life?” I looked up at Jack and Jim, then down at Tom. “And what the hell would you guys do if I did decide to get the hell out of Dodge… while I’m still in one piece… put on some raunchy porn and have a group beat-off?”

Dick scowled. “No need to go gettin’ gross, girl.”

I laughed. “And I suppose the four of you fucking this little white girl half out of her mind… in the middle of the living room floor… shouldn’t be considered gross?” I eyed the four of them sternly. “I object on… No, I strenuously object…”

“On what grounds?” Tom challenged.

“On the grounds…” I immediately countered, “On the grounds that… that this little white girl hasn’t been fucked nearly enough.’ I ground my pussy against Tom’s hand. “Not yet, anyway.”

“How about something to drink, Margie?” Harry asked. It was the first time he hadn’t called me Marjorie. I was finally accepted by all four of them. After servicing all four of their black cocks at least once apiece, it was about damned time. “Some champagne, perhaps, maybe a cold soda?” he offered. “While we ah… while we all catch our breaths?”

”Catch your collective breaths?” It was my turn to scowl and the fact that one of Tom’s fingers had started to enter me ever so slowly was more than a mild distraction. “What about all the talk I’ve heard about black guys always being hard and able to go all night long?”

“Fallacy,” Harry said. “Mostly myth,” Tom added. “Pretty much black, and white, bullshit,” Dick tacked on.

Jack grinned. “But, there are exceptions to every rule.” He came around the couch and proved it… beyond any shadow of doubt. He was sporting a second big, hard black erection. “It comes from having youth and stamina on my side, Margie.”

I grinned. “And I have no objection to your impressive exception.” I reached out and wrapped my fist around his hard cock. “And I just love the way your big, strong, young cock cumms,” I mewed. A second of Tom’s thick black fingers had entered me and he was finger-fucking me very nicely, slowly and deeply, using his thumb on my unhooded clit expertly. “And you can keep that up until you’re hard enough to put the real thing in there,” I told him as I fisted Jack’s cock.

“Won’t be much longer,” Tom promised with a wicked leer.

“Well, I need something to drink,” Harry said as I comfortably propped my head back on the armrest. “And a little recharge time, too.” Dick sighed, “Me, too,” as I guided Jack’s great black cock toward and then into my open mouth. “Guess youth does win out.” Harry threw his arm around Dick’s shoulder. “Only in the initial stage,” he assured his friend as they wandered off to find some chilled champagne

With my head hanging over the armrest, providing his long, hard cock a straight-line entrance into my relaxed throat, my nose was quickly enveloped by Jack’s dangling ball sac. I inhaled deeply. I was hooked on the scent of black genitals now; as solidly as if it were crack cocaine I was inhaling. I was just as solidly hooked on the distinctive taste of black cock. I was a solidly hooked black cock junkie and as Jack fucked his magnificent black cock in and out of my mouth and down my throat, I wondered if I would ever be able to go back to Aaron’s average white dick. {Would even want to?}

Tom’s fingers left my pussy, but then his hard cock was quickly filling the void. And I was ever soooooooooo thankful. I couldn’t see him doing it—not with Jack’s black balls in my face, but I sure could feel every last fantastic inch of it going into me in one long, slow push. I moaned around Jack’s cock; I was right where I belonged—trapped, helpless between the twin intrusions of two hard black cocks. I was happy.

“Okay to get a little dominant, Margie?” Tom asked. With Jack’s hard black cock firmly lodged in my well-practiced throat, I did my best to nod. Jack took my face in his two black hands. Tom hooked my legs behind the knees and propped them over his shoulders, lifting my ass clean off the couch. “Let’s give it to her, bro,” Tom whooped.

Jack shoved his entire cock into my mouth and down my throat and Tom slammed his hard cock deeply into my quivering pussy. Then, they both fucked me. There is no other word for what they were doing to me. Tom’s great black cock storming in and out of my clasping cunt, mercilessly pounding my poor white pussy for all it was worth; Jack face-fucking me with almost the same amount of unrelenting blackcock enthusiasm; I was being dominantly Black fucked. I wasn’t just happy; I was ecstatic.

I came around Tom’s cock. He didn’t let up one bit. In fact, feeling my cunt convulse around his cock, he increased both his speed and the ferocity with which he was fucking me. I came again… then again… and again. With my mouth, I encouraged Jack to face-fuck me more dominantly. He obliged me and I came for a fifth time. If the intervals between my spastic orgasms lessened only slightly, I would be having one long, continuous climax. And this was just fine with me. {Super fine… in the extreme!}

Jack was the first of them to exhibit obvious signs of joining in my multiple cumms. His hard-throbbing cock swelled in my throat, clear evidence that a third load was being readied to join the two cum loads already in my tummy. He quickly yanked his pulsating cock out of my mouth. A long rope of hot cum slapped against my hard-nippled tits, a second jet, then a third and a forth splattered directly into my face. Before it stopped spurting, Jack shoved his cock back in my mouth so I could suck it some more… which I dutifully—and gratefully—did, cumming like a trashy white slut while I ravenously sucked and slurped his black balls empty of the slimy, yummy cum I was now heavily addicted to.

Tom continued to pound my pleased pussy. Jack’s cock eventually went soft in my mouth. I reluctantly allowed it to slip out and tried my best to lap the slimy cum from my face. With Jack taken care of, Tom really began laying the hard black pipe to me; fucking me like he intended to shove his big black cock up through my body and into my mouth. Which—while a physical impossibility, would be just fine with me; then I would be able to taste the amazing instrument that was giving me such a magnificent Black fucking.

I was enjoying a looooong, mind-blowing, bells ringing-whistles blowing-colors exploding orgasm when Tom finally joined me. He reared back and rammed his big black cock into me as hard as he could. A powerful jet of scalding cum slammed against the door to my womb. A second and third jet instantly followed. Even though it was convulsing in explosive orgasm, my cunt walls reflexively milked the fantastic cock that was so superbly maintaining my extended climax.

At the last instant, with my mind whirling, my entire body seeming to convulse in orgasm, With one thought spinning in my mind, I blanked out: Being Black sexed was… Well, it was simply… Superior!

* * *

I reentered the non-somnambulistic world ten, maybe fifteen minutes later. Jack was sitting on the arm of the couch above my head and Tom was slouched against the far arm, his eyes sort of glazed over. Harry and Dick were sitting on the coffee table, beaded flutes of champagne in each hand. Harry handed me one of the flutes and I downed it in one swallow. Dick then handed me his spare flute. I took a little more time with this one and actually tasted the chilled champagne. It wasn’t cheap bubbly.

The cum on my face and tits was congealing and the swollen lips of my pussy felt sticky with cum… three BIG loads of the stuff. “Any chance of a girl getting a shower?” I asked with a pleased grin. “Before the third act of this gangbang porno gets underway, that is.”

“Coincidental that you put it that way, Margie,” Harry said with a nod.

I looked in the direction of his nod. A video cam sat on a tripod a few feet away from the couch, its recording red light blinking. I was… Well, aghast would be an appropriate word, but not even close to being inclusive. “You guys having been taping this?”

“Only for personal use,” Tom quickly said. “And, it will be destroyed before you leave here, Marjorie,” Harry growled. “I’ll even draw up a legal contract, stating that there are no other copies.” He glowered at the other three, especially at Tom. “And all of us, all FOUR of us, will sign it.”

“Yeah, right,” Jack agreed. “You bet, Margie,” Dick added. Tom scowled; the camcorder had, evidently, been his idea, the tape a reminder of his thirtieth birthday party. He had drug it out and set it up before allowing to me to finish sucking him off. “If you say that’s how it has to be,” he muttered. “Marjorie.”

{What the fuck!} I decided after a couple of minute’s consideration. I was ready to admit that I was now an addicted blackcock slut; what more harm could a home movie of me enjoying being black sexed—as long as it was for personal use only—do? “We’ll see if it needs to be destroyed,” I told them. “After I’ve seen it for myself, that is.” I threw Tom a menacing look. “And, don’t call me Marjorie again… any of you.” I smiled just as sweetly as I could. “Marjorie is for those I don’t know as intimately as I know all four of you.”

I swung my legs off the couch. “Now, if there are no objections…” I slowly, and appreciatively, took in all four of their withered black cocks. “…Or, any further lewd, lascivious, or real nasty motions to be made right now, I’m going to go take a shower.”


“Go take your shower, Margie” Harry chuckled. “We’ll all still be here when you return.”

I reached for his flaccid cock. “In more impressive, and far more useful, condition, I trust?”

“You can count on it.”

“I am counting on it.” I released Harry’s cock and stood up. “Counting on it times four.”

The hot shower felt good and I thought about what I had done—all that I had survived and thoroughly enjoyed—while luxuriating in the stinging needles rinsing my body of sweat and semen. My entire body tingled, and it wasn’t from the exhilarating shower. I could still feel the stretched presence of their big hard cocks in my cunt, their hard groins pounding against my swollen pussy lips. I still had the intense sensation of a hard black cock fucking my throat, could still taste the potent pungency of their cum in my mouth.




Boyfriend Lost



I had become—I now was—a severely addicted blackcock slut. Could I go back to enjoying Aaron’s cock? Any white cock, for that matter? With the superb—and undeniable superiorly cocked—new friends I had made this evening. {“Why would I even want to?”}

Succinctly put, I didn’t want to… Ever again!

When I returned to the front room, I knew that the refreshing shower—as far as cleanliness purposes was concerned—had been way too premature; I could feel myself getting wet and, from what was going on in there, the odds that I was going to have more cum on and inside my body was a sure bet. I was onscreen with my Fantastic Four. I stood at the far side of the living room and watched myself on the big-screen TV being Black sexed. I sure looked like I was fun, having one helluva good time; even encouraging more of it to take place. Even with a legal contract in hand, stating that there were no other copies of this tape and signed by all four of them, shown in open court, this explicit porno tape would prove conclusively that I had been a willing and avid participant in these sexual shenanigans, not a drugged or otherwise coerced victim; in fact, may have actually instigated my black gangbanging all on my own. 

{Had I?} Had I unintentionally (or maybe subconsciously) brought this salacious white slut black gangbang on myself? I didn’t care. I wanted more of it… a lot more! “Who’s up and ready for act three?”

Tom, Dick, Harry, and Jack sprang to their feet. They were all four UP and READY!

“Good,” I said as I marched to the middle of the living room. “Act three, I figure, should be cinematically hotter than acts one and two, more going on in it… a whole lot more.” I stretched out on the floor and positioned myself so that the camera lens would be able to capture every nasty thing I had in mind. “I want all of you to take me… all four of you at the same time.” I spread my legs, giving them a good look at my blonde pussy and wet pink slit. “Are you all game?”

Harry cleared his throat. “That’s gonna mean…”

“I know, anal.” I leered. “And, Harry, it’s you I want in my ass.”

“But,” Tom protested, “I’m the birthday boy; I’m the one who should get first dibs on your sweet white ass.”

“You got a superb blowjob for your birthday; your load of cum was the first I swallowed.” I started finger-fucking myself. “Now, we do this my way, or I’m outta here… and the tape goes with me.”

It was clearly evident that none of them wanted that—neither did I. Harry came over and laid down on the coffee table with his feet planted on the floor and his ass right at the edge of the table, his hard black cock jutting up from his dark goin like a missile. “Squat over me,” he instructed. I got up and did as instructed and Harry immediately began licking and tonguing my brownish-pink anus. Harry, like I’ve said before, was, and is, the considerate one.

Harry’s wet tongue on my anus felt good; worming its way up into my asshole felt even better. When he had me ready, sufficiently wet inside and out, my sphincter suitably relaxed, he pushed me forward and took hold of my hips. I reached down, took hold of his cock and guided the spongy head to my spit-lubed asshole. I then watched onscreen as he—with my eager willingness—lowered me onto his cock. I told him that I had never had a cock quite as big as his fucking into my ass before and that it was a trifle bit uncomfortable, but not painfully, so he made sure it went in slowly, in gradual stages, allowing what felt like my virgin asshole to become accustomed to being so incredibly full.

When my asscheeks finally rested on Harry’s groin, making my blonde pussy look like it had a set of big black balls all its own, he took my tits in his hands and laid me back on torso. My wide-open pussy was now available for whoever wanted to take advantage of its wet vulnerability. That quickly became Dick. Stepping in between my spread legs, he placed the head of his cock at the gaping entrance to my cunt and steadily pushed it in until his balls were nestled against Harry’s. I watched all of this happening onscreen and had a mini orgasm when Dick’s dick finally hit bottom.

I now had thirteen inches of hard black cock inside me. I was more-than-okay with this and told Tom and Dick that I was ready for more. Jack promptly stepped over me and Harry and lowered his cock to my waiting mouth. In a little over a minute, I was filled with twenty inches of black cock; top, bottom, and from above. Tom straddled this salacious tableau and laid his hard cock between my tits. Harry then pushed my tits together firmly around Tom’s cock. Wedged into the four them the way I was, there was no way I was going to do any moving, so this quad-fuck was going to have to be carried out entirely by the guys. Meaning, I was going to get black gangbanged by over two and a half feet of rock-solid black cock.

With my mouth and throat filled with Jack’s cock, there was no way I could tell them to, “Go for it!” So, I started working my asshole and cunt muscles on Harry’s cock and Dick’s dick and sucking on Jack’s cock. They all quickly got the message and started working their hard cocks in and out of my various openings while Tom titty-fucked me.

I couldn’t turn my head—not with Jack face-fucking me—but I could see the TV. Not much of me could be seen on the screen—not with their naked black bodies all but enveloping me—but there was enough white skin showing for the viewer to know that a white chick was in the middle of that black pile on; my peaches and cream face and blonde hair whenever Jack rose up so he could fuck his cock back down my throat; my white arms as I held on tight to Tom’s black arms; my white legs up and wrapped around Dick’s black hips, my heels locked tightly together against his black ass.

Seeing all this was inspiring, to say the very least; being the luck white chick getting all of this fantastic black attention was FUCKING mind-blowing. {And, believe me, that is not telling the half of it.} I came around Dick’s Dick, which caused my rectal muscles to reflexively contract around Harry’s cock fucking up into my asshole. I did my best to work the flat of my tongue on Jack’s cock as it fucked in and out of my mouth. There wasn’t much I could do to assist Tom, but he was doing just fine on his own; fucking my tits long and deep so that the head of his cock kept poking me in the hollow of my neck. This was what being Black gangbanged was all about and I was in seventh heaven. No, better make that somewhere up around 1000 and 9th heaven. {White slut for Black Cock Heaven!}

I came at least half a dozen times before Harry started fucking his cock up into my asshole with a real sense of urgency. He came and I felt all four spurts splash against the sensitive lining of my cock-stretched rectum. I milked Harry’s cock with my asshole and impatiently waited for the other three cocks to go off. A moment later Dick flooded my cunt; three hard jets of hot cum blasting against the floor of my spasming uterus.

Jack fucked my mouth and throat for another full minute before shooting a jet down my throat, then pulling back to empty the rest of his cum into my mouth. With him stroking the hard shaft and me sucking voraciously on the spongy head, together we made very certain his black balls were completely empty of yummy cum.

Jack quickly moved out of the way and Tom stood up. With the peehole aimed right down at my face, he released the death-grip he had on his cock and blasted a large slimy rope of cum across my nose and both cheeks. The other three jets of cum he shot directly into my open mouth.

I swished Jack’s and Tom’s combined cums around in my mouth, savoring the intoxicating flavor before finally swallowing the cum-cocktail slowly. I smiled up at Tom. “If you putt a golf ball half as good as you hit my mouth with your cum spurts, you’ll be a hard guy to beat out on the course.”

Jack laughed. “There, you’ll be able to take him easy, Margie. Tom’s the worst putter you ever laid eyes on… bar none.”

“Well, it’s a good thing he can hit the ol’ oral cup with a cum wad.” I winked up at Tom. “And, maybe I can help you with the putting; that and my short irons are the strong parts of my game.”

Tom grinned. “I’ll take all the help you want to give, Margie… of any kind.” He tapped the slippery head of his cock against my lips. “So, hows about helping golf buddy see to it that his balls are completely drained of the good stuff you’re so obviously hooked on?”

I wantonly licked my cum-glazed lips. “Solidly hooked,” I replied and drew the head of his cock into my mouth and lovingly sucked to completely empty my new golf buddy’s balls of addictive cum.

Since he was already on his feet, Jack went to find another bottle of chilled bubbly and when I had finished sucking Tom’s balls dry, Dick asked if the same courtesy was to be extended to all my new golf buddies. I nodded. “Of course.” So, Dick withdrew his softened cock from my cum-filled pussy and slid up to take Tom’s place. I licked and slurped the cum and my copious spendings from his cock, then had him moved up a little higher so I could do the same for his cum-dripping balls. {I mean, like, what the hell good are golf buddies if they won’t help a buddy clean his balls?}

I offered to do the same for Harry, but he sternly declined. “Not after my cock has been in your ass, Marjorie.” He wiped himself off with a damp cloth. “What you just allowed us to do, that was slutty, but it does not mean that you’re a disgusting tramp; just a white lady who’s gotten hooked on black cock; not an unusual occurrence and completely understandable, given your sexual nature.”

Jack came back with the bubbly, handed me a glass and I rolled onto my side on the couch. “So, what you’re saying is that, with all that I’ve allowed to happen here with us, that I’m a slut, but that I’m a lady slut and not a trashy tramp white whore?” 

“You’ve got brains, Margie,” Tom said. “And great looks,” Jack affirmed with a boyish grin. “And class,” Dick added. “Real class.” 

Harry nodded. “All of the above… and a whole lot more, along with being highly-charged sexually.” He looked at his buddies, then back at me. “I guess what I’m trying to say for all of us is that, if you want to be a permanent part of our foursome—on and off the golf course—well, we’d all love to have you.”

“And have me is just what you guy’s have done… all four of you… at least twice each. And I’m not complaining one bit.” I considered the offer, carefully weighed my options and came to a decision. “All right, I’m agreeable to the offer.” I took a long sip of my champagne. “Providing all of you are.“ I got enthusiastic agreements all around. “So say you all?” I insisted, just to be sure.

I got back four nods, a “Yes” a “Yep” an “Agreed” and a very happy “You betcha!” from Jack.

I tipped my glass up, drained it and set it on the coffee table. “So. What’s the initiation rite going to be?” I flashed them a saucy leer. “More of what it took for me to be accepted into this naughty group, I hope.”

Harry stood up. “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m feeling…and smelling a little ripe.” Tom sniffed his armpit. “Me. too,” he confessed.

I myself was reveling in the smells permeating the room; the distinctive Negro aroma of their sweaty black bodies, the raunchy fragrance of their numerous cums and mine. “Well, my last shower proved to be a waste of time, but, if any of you want to…”

“How about hot tubbing?” Tom interjected. “All five of us.”

I was all for it. However, the specific kind of bare-naked, free-for-all hot tubbing I would want to do with my four new buddies wouldn’t exactly be acceptable in public and I quickly pointed this out.

“Who said anything about us taking our naked hot tubbing public?” Jack quipped. “Tom’s got a big ol’ hot tub out on his balcony, screened off for privacy.”

This was an entirely different matter. “Let’s take a look,” I yelped and scrambled off the couch. We all trouped over to the sliding glass doors and checked out the tub. “It might be a little cramped,” I mused aloud. I looked down at their black cocks; withered now, but I knew how to rectify that. “But I’m not about to complain about the tight quarters as long as you four are in it with me.”

Tom flipped the switch that turned it on and while we impatiently waited for the water to warm up they felt me up; mauling my lily-white tits, pinching my hard pink nipples, massaging my blonde pussy, gently tugging on my slippery exposed clit, fingering both my lady-like slut cunt and unladylike slutty asshole. Returning this thoughtful favor, I teasingly played with their wonderful black cocks and dangling ball sacs. The exquisite feel of a hot black cock in your hand is… {Well, it’s mesmerizing.} 

Tom finally announced that the water should be hot enough and laughing, we all climbed into the hot tub, the four of them ringing it with me right where I figured the new inductee belonged, right where I wanted to be all along. Where? Smack in the middle, of course, on my knees, surrounded by four new friends with big black cocks. “Wanna play spin-the-slut, Margie?” I gave Jack a quizzical look and he explained the premise of his impromptu game; it would sortta be like spin-the-bottle, only with me substituting for the bottle. This sounded like fun… my kind of fun.

With my eyes closed, two of them took my shoulders and twirled me around in the water. When I stopped twirling, I opened my eyes and immediately went down on the black cock I was facing. After sucking and fisting this cock to beginning arousal, I was twirled once again and went down on another black cock. Around and around I went, black cock after steadily growing black cock I went down on. {It was GREAT!}

By the time I had all four of their cocks nice and hard, I was getting a little dizzy. After all, they had all four cum on me or inside me at least twice already; Tom and Jack three times. “Okay,” I said, “new rule; you four can decide amongst you where and how I get fucked here—which readily available holes or crevasses, but when it’s time for you to nut, I want all four of you to do it in my mouth. I, in turn, promise not to swallow until the four of you have plopped your loads into my oral cup. Fair enough?”

It was deemed fair and in short order I was sitting on Tom’s lap, fully impaled on his thick black cock, was more easily taking Dick’s cock in my now cock-accustomed asshole and was greedily sucking on Harry’s uncircumcised cock while double-fisting Jack’s; the youngest, but by-and-large the biggest and hardest black cock of the four. 

I fucked myself on Tom’s cock and Dick fucked my asshole with his, I sucked on Harry’s cock and fisted Jack. And, I came. I don’t know how many times my entire body convulsed with intense climax; a dozen times at the very least, probably more. Being superbly Black sexed does that to a willing white chick; makes her cum multiple upon multiple times, to the point where she loses all track and wants her rapid-fire orgasms to never end. It also makes her want to make her black lovers (if she’s lucky enough to have more than one, especially if she gets to have them all at the same time) cum, to nut, shoot their spunk, blow their jizz, hose her with their delicious cream; as is her duty, as well as her pleasure. And, this was now me, Tom, Dick, Harry’s and Jack’s white slut and I wanted to please all four of my black lovers. I wanted their cum… straight from their big, beautiful, wondrous and fantastic, superb and superior black cocks. BADLY!

Harry rewarded my efforts first; filling about a third of my mouth with his cum. Jack was ready to go right then and I jacked off his cock—right in my face—until he shot off into my open mouth. Dick was third. Standing, he furiously beat his black meat until his load was mingling with Harry’s and Jack’s. My mouth was now almost full of cum. One more load would top it off.

“Ready for your… nightcap?” Tom wheezed.

I leapt off Tom’s lap and knelt in the center of the hot tub. Tom pushed the head of his black cock into my mouth and started to ejaculate immediately. I counted three hard throbs of the black cock in my mouth and sucked as hard as I could in order to drain whatever remained in his balls. It wasn’t near as much as the birthday boy’s first load had been, but it was still a lot more than Aaron had ever ejaculated.

My mouth was full to the point of nearly overflowing. I laid my head back with my mouth open to show them all the cum in my mouth, then relaxed my throat and let the slimy, yummy syrupy slide down into my tummy. Okay, so I’m a cum junkie. The difference now was that I had become an insatiable addict for cum from black cocks. {And from black cocks only!}

They had all four cum and I hadn’t passed out from my multiple orgasms, which I found a little amazing. The sheer intensity of cumming from being Black sexed, I was beginning to realize, was going to take some getting used to; this was partially why I had wanted them all to cum in my mouth; I hadn’t wanted to chance revisiting La La land from having one of them shoot his cum inside me… vaginally or rectally.

Margie, the heavily addicted slut for Black cocks. This was the new me and, to be totally honest, I was damned proud of myself and honored to this particular Fantastic Four’s insatiable white slut.

Now, I could go on and on about what else happened that first night, but it would be pretty much a repetition of what I’ve already told you. Suffice it to say that I sucked black cock and I got fucked by black cock; I swallowed more cum and had cum running out of both my cunt and asshole before the sun came up. Needless to say is that I didn’t suck black cocks or get superbly fucked by black cocks that were as hard as they had been initially. Nor did those same beautiful black cocks cum with the same strength or with the volume they had possessed in the beginning. 

I considered my Fantastic Four to be superb black studs, but this did not make them super humans. It’s only in stories written solely from imagination, instead of from personal experience, or flights of total erotic fantasy where the blacks guys are perpetually hard, invariably cums buckets of jizz, and always fuck the helpless white chick into mindless oblivion. Maybe, if she really isn’t into Black sexing, a reluctant white chick could be fucked to doll rags by several black guys, but this wasn’t, and still isn’t, me; I’m into being Black sexed. {Oh, baby, am I ever! And I do mean heavily!} 

This doesn’t mean that my guys didn’t do their best for me—Harry managed to cum once more, so did Dick and Tom. Jack, bless his exuberant youth, came twice more; once in my asshole and again in my mouth. All of which caused me to cum many times over.

Just as the sun was peeking over the horizon, Dick, Harry and Jack all kissed me goodbye; promising that would all get together again… real soon. I helped Tom clean up the mess we had made of the living room and then the two of us trundled off to bed… to sleep. It had been a long night with lots of fucking and cumming, both of which are guaranteed to wear a body out and we were both close to done-in; Tom more than me. 

Even still, I knew that, if I asked, he would have done his best to fuck me one more time. But, it would have been a conciliatory fuck, not a great fuck and I had come (pun intended) to expect only the best from my new black golf buddy. And so, snuggly spooned together in Tom’s king-sized bed, with his limp black cock wedged into the crack of my white ass, we drifted off to sleep; me quite content and very, very happy. Not at all the way the night had started out {That’s for quadruple damned sure.}

In fleshing this story out from the bare-bones sketch I started with, I can now see where a Part 2 is required to tell the whole thing. So, I guess this will be continued…



Boyfriend Trouble



I was sitting up late one night watching TV. Just as I was about to call it a night and go to bed, I saw the lights of a car flash across the front window as it turned into my driveway. I looked out the window to see if my wife had come home early from work. She wasn't due back until the next morning. To my surprise and delight, I saw it was the babysitter's car. I walked to the door and opened it just as Velvet stepped up on the stoop.

"Hi Bill", she said. "I know it's late, but can I come in for awhile?" she stammered. "I just didn't know where else to go..." she trailed off and began to cry.

I quickly ushered her inside and closed the door. "What's the matter?" I asked turning to face her. 

Velvet rushed to me and threw her arms around my neck. She buried her face in my shoulder and softly sobbed. "I just had a fight with my boyfriend." she managed. "He made me so mad I walked out." "Can I stay here tonight?" she begged. "Please?" "I won't be any trouble, I can sleep right here on the couch." she said.

"Sure you can honey." I said consoling her. "Come sit down and tell me about it."

I guided Velvet over to the couch and sat her down next to me. I listened while she told me between sobs about the terrible fight she had with her boyfriend. It seems he wanted to fuck another girl and he tried to order Velvet to join them in a threesome. She wasn't into it and objected. I told her that no one should be forced into any sexual act that they didn't want to do and that she should stick to her guns.

After we talked awhile, Velvet calmed down. She still didn't want to go back to her boyfriend that night however. She asked me if she could take a shower and get cleaned up and I of course agreed. She went out to her car and returned with a sports bag, placing it on the floor of the living room. directly across from where I was sitting. Out of it she took a hairbrush, assorted bottles and a cosmetics bag. She took her potions and disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. 

About fifteen minutes later she came back into the room wrapped in towels, one around her body and the other around her head. She went over to her bag where it lay on the floor and bent over it at the waist. When she did this the towel draped around her body rode up, exposing her magnificent, tight ass. She was not wearing panties and I could see her pussy lips protruding between the tops of her thighs. 

As I was watching, Velvet looked back at me and said," I forgot my toothbrush." She couldn't have failed to notice me staring at her lovely ass. A smile came across her face as she turned back to her bag, making no attempt to cover up. In fact, she even rewarded me with a little wiggle. She pulled out her toothbrush and said, "Ah ha! There it is!" Then she reached into another pocket in the bag and matter of factly said, "It looks like I'll need this too." She pulled something out of the bag and held it close to her body so I couldn't see what it was and returned to the bathroom. 

She stayed in the bathroom for another twenty minutes or so. I could hear her moving around and I could hear the hairdryer going. A couple of minutes after it stopped, the door opened and Velvet came out.

When she walked into the living room, I almost gasped audibly. Her long auburn hair was down, freshly shampooed, brushed and perfumed. She was wearing make up expertly applied. Her lips were a wet bright shade of red that matched perfectly her sculpted fingernails. She was wearing a sheer white lace teddy. I could see her hardening nipples clearly through the thin material. She was still not wearing panties. The lace in the front came down to about where I guessed her clit was. I could see a dark triangle of closely cropped pubic hair just beneath it. Below the lace began a band of satin that plunged down, disappearing from view between her legs. Through this, I could make out the unmistakable outline of her pouting pussy lips. I took a deep breath and the scent of her perfume drifted into my nose and filled my head.

I was speechless. Velvet broke the silence. "Now I feel better.," she purred. My eyes never left her as she walked over and planted herself next to me on the couch. She was so close I could feel the heat rising from her body. She looked me straight in the eye and said, "Thank you for being so understanding." Then she kissed me full on the mouth. 

It was a brief kiss, warm and wet but without the urgency of tongue play. Velvet then broke the tension and sat up saying cheerily," I'm not sleepy yet." "Do you mind if I stay up and watch TV with you for a while?"

I swallowed hard and managed to croak,"Sure." She smiled and lay down on the couch with her head in my lap.

Within seconds I could feel my hard on starting to rise from the soft friction of her hair in my lap and the vapors of her perfume wafting up to greet me. I lit a cigarette to calm my nerves and smoked it in my right hand. Meanwhile, I draped my left arm across Velvet's firm belly. While I smoked, this goddess traced her fingernails up and down the skin of my left forearm.

When I finished my smoke, Velvet, with feigned annoyance, said," This is getting lumpy under my head." Then she turned over, looked up mischievously at me and said," I wonder if we can do something about that?"

Then, without waiting for an answer, she unbuckled my belt and lowered my fly. When she pulled my underwear down, my now hard cock popped out and bounced against her cheek. She grabbed it at the base, smiled at me and said," Here's the problem!" "Let's see if we can do something to get this to go back down!"

With that, Velvet engulfed my cock with her mouth. The sensation of her warm, wet and willing mouth slurping up and down my cock was wonderful! At the same time the feel of her long hair draped across my lap made my legs tingle. I gazed down her body at the curve of her back and ass and at those slender legs beyond. I ran my hand down her back and massaged the firmness of her beautiful buttocks. 

Velvet moaned as my hand slipped between her legs to caress the soft flesh of her inner thighs. I said, "Oh Velvet, you have such a gorgeous ass!" "I just love looking at it!"

She released my cock from its happy imprisonment in her warm mouth and said, "Well, if you want something to look at, then look at my face as you fuck my pretty mouth with your big dick!" When she said that, she slid off the couch and knelt between my legs.

I took her face in my hands and gently fucked her mouth. I was surprised and delighted that she seemed to have no trouble swallowing my cock all the way down. She would linger at the top of the stroke every now and then and gaze lovingly up at me with my cock still locked in the soft embrace of her ruby lips. Then she would moan with satisfaction, close her eyes and deep throat me again.

When I felt I was getting close to the end I said, "Velvet, I think I'm going to cum soon". "Where do you want me to cum?" 

She smiled up at me and switched to stroking my cock saying, "I want your cum right where it belongs, in my hot mouth!" "I want to taste it and swallow every drop!" "Please let me have it!" "I've earned it haven't I?"

"Oh yeah honey!" I replied. "You've earned that and much more!"

I grasped my pretty coed by the sides of her head and pumped until I spurted my cum into her willing mouth. Just after the first stream shot into her, Velvet let my cock slip from her mouth and rest against her pursed lips. She smiled and rubbed the head all around her mouth, spreading my cum over her lips and tongue and then engulfed the shaft again. When I was finished cumming, Velvet licked every drop of stray cum off of my cock, her fingers and lips.

She climbed back up on the couch with me and cuddled up. After I recovered from that amazing blowjob, I asked her, "Not that I'm complaining you understand, but what possessed you to do that?" "Were you trying to get back at your boyfriend?" 

"Well, kind of...I guess." She replied. "When I saw you looking at my ass, I just thought it would be fun to seduce you." "Do you mind?"

"No!" I said emphatically. "You can seduce me any time you like!"

"Since you mention it though, I do have a way to get back at my boyfriend and you can help." "Interested?" Velvet said with a giggle.

"Sure I said." "Tell me more."

"Well" She began. "It occurs to me that I can deny him the very thing he wanted to order me to do and rub it in at the same time by doing it with you."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, let me put it this way." She said cuddling closer. "How would you like to fuck me and a knockout blond at the same time?"

"You're kidding!" I said.

'No, I'm not." She said. "I can call my sorority sister, Nicole and have her over here in about fifteen minutes." "My boyfriend doesn't know, but I've already talked to her about it." "She's been trying to get into my pants for a long time."

"Is she a lesbian?" I asked. "No, she likes girls, but she enjoys a nice hard cock like yours too." Velvet replied. 

"Do you think she'd fuck me with the difference in our ages?" I questioned.

"Oh, don't worry, honey." Velvet replied. "Most of the college girls I know would rather fuck an older, more experienced man like you than those self-centered college boys." "All they care about is getting their own rocks off." "With a guy like you, a girl can count on cumming several times." "Besides, you are kind of cute and I can hardly wait to feel that beard of yours tickling my thighs while you eat my sweet pussy." 

"That sounds very exciting Velvet." I said. "You can count me in, but why don't we hold off on that until Thursday night?" "My wife will be at work again." "Besides, Tonight, I want you all to myself!"

Velvet agreed. We spent the rest of the night fucking and sucking in every imaginable position. For the next two days it was all I could do to keep my mind on the things I had to do. The anticipation of the coming Thursday night's activities was frequently insinuating itself into my thoughts.

When Thursday arrived, I did everything as usual. Once my wife left for work, I showered, shaved and put on only my robe. I sat down to watch TV and await the arrival of the girls. At about eleven o'clock, I saw the lights of Velvet's car as she turned into the driveway. I swallowed hard. It was really happening!

When I opened the door, I was greeted with a sight that made me weak at the knees. Velvet and her friend Nicole were standing there looking very hot indeed. I ushered the girls inside. Velvet was wearing a tight white minidress cut low in the front to emphasize her cleavage. She also had on white lace stockings and spike heels. Nicole's dress was the same style, but in black with matching heels and stockings. Both women were wearing red lipstick that matched their long painted fingernails.  

Velvet introduced me to her friend, Nicole, who broke the ice by coming up to me and giving me a big wet kiss. Nicole was indeed a knockout. She was nineteen years old, about five feet, four inches tall, with long golden blond hair that cascaded down to the small of her back. She was perfectly proportioned with firm 36C cup breasts and tanned athletic looking legs and ass. Her face was sweet and angelic, with deep green eyes that betrayed a worldliness that I couldn't wait to delve into. "Hi, Honey!" She purred. "You wanna watch me suck Velvet's sweet pussy?" 

"I sure do!" I replied. "Let's go into the bedroom."

We went into the bedroom and I closed and locked the door. I admonished the girls to try and keep it quiet because my kids were sleeping in adjoining rooms. I then took a seat on the edge of the bed and settled in to watch the show.

Nicole began by kissing Velvet full on the mouth. As her tongue explored Velvet's mouth, I could see her start to respond. She had told me earlier that this would be her first time with another woman and confided that she was a little nervous. 

After a few minutes of kissing, it became obvious that Velvet was starting to succumb to the younger girl's attentions, as she started massaging Nicole's tight little ass while the blond kissed her lips and neck. Slowly Nicole lowered the straps of Velvet's dress and exposed her bare young titties. When she began to knead and suck on one of Velvet's nipples, the brunette threw her head back and pulled Nicole's head closer against her chest.

While Nicole was busying herself with her mouth on Velvet's breasts, her hands were exploring her ass and dipping inside her white lace panties to massage her juicy cunt. Soon Velvet's dress and panties were off and on the floor. She kept her heels, garter belt and stockings on however at my request.

Velvet now lay down next to me as her beautiful blond friend continued her advance toward her pussy. When Nicole finally reached the gates of heaven and started licking and sucking her pussy, Velvet let out a long low moan. She grabbed both of her own breasts and roughly massaged them and pinched her nipples. When she reached down to run her fingers through her friend's hair, I took the opportunity to start sucking and nibbling on the nipple closest to me. This combined with the furious tongue job being administered by her friend sent Velvet over the edge. She came in a torrent, burying her face in a pillow to muffle her screams of orgasm.

When Velvet recovered sufficiently, Nicole moved up alongside her and kissed her tenderly. Now, Velvet became the aggressor. She lowered the blonde's dress top and began sucking her nipples, biting them quite a bit harder than Nicole had nibbled on her's. Nicole seemed to relish this, telling her to do it harder and telling her how she had been looking forward to fucking her for so long. 

After several minutes of reveling in Velvet's treatment of her sensitive nipples, something visibly snapped in Nicole. She suddenly pushed Velvet aside and onto her back. Then she ripped off her panties, threw off her dress and straddled Velvet's shoulders.

I now got my first good look at Nicole's nude young body. To my surprise and delight, her pussy was clean-shaven. She had a nice tan as evidenced by her tan lines that betrayed a preference for thong bikinis. Once she had settled herself with her pussy just an inch or so from Velvet's face, Nicole gazed into her eyes and urgently breathed, "Suck my pussy baby!" "Let me see that pretty mouth of yours lick my slit!"

Velvet hesitatingly responded and closing her eyes, stuck out her tongue and gave Nicole's wet cunt a tentative lick. Nicole smiled and said, "That's it baby, lick that pussy good!"

I watched enthralled, as Velvet slowly got comfortable with her first taste of pussy. Nicole had lost all control and was now holding Velvet by both sides of her head and was grinding her cunt against her friend's busy lips and tongue. Now Velvet had her hands full of Nicole's ass cheeks and was using them to keep her wildly gyrating pussy firmly against her mouth.

Not wanting to be left out any longer, I moved down between Velvet's legs and began to slurp her wet pussy. When my tongue flicked across her tender clit, she let out a sharp cry that was muffled by the blonde's cunt pressed hard against her mouth.

Soon Nicole started to buck rapidly. She exclaimed, "Oh yeah, Velvet, Fuck me!!" "That's it!...Right there!! ...Oooo suck my clit!!...I'm gonna cum!!...oh baby, I'm gonna cummm!!!!" Then she let out a high-pitched squeal followed by a low moan.

At the same time, Velvet bucked her pelvis hard against my tongue which was alternating between plunging deep into her hot wet pussy and vibrating across her hard clit. Never taking her mouth away from her friend's snatch, Velvet moaned too and flooded my mouth with her sweet pussy juice. 

The girls collapsed in a heap together and began softly kissing as they slowly caught their breath. I lay beside them, softly caressing them each in turn. After a few comments from each attesting that they had just had the best orgasms they ever experienced, the girls turned their attention to me.

Velvet got on the opposite side of me from Nicole and kissed me passionately. I could smell and taste Nicole's nectar all over her face. By this time, Nicole was resting her blond head on my chest and softly caressing my cock and balls.

Velvet leaned over to me and whispered, "Do you want to fuck Nicole's sweet pussy?" 

"Oh yeah!" I replied.

"Good." She said. "Then you can fuck us both." "But first, let us have a taste of that big cock."

Almost before the words had left Velvet's lips, Nicole had my dick buried between her red lips up to the hilt. While Nicole sucked me, Velvet spent a few minutes nibbling and sucking on my nipples. Then, she moved down to join her friend.

First, Velvet sucked on my balls, gently taking each one in turn entirely into her hot mouth and then releasing it through pursed lips. Then the girls took turns sucking the shaft. They were like a well-trained tag team. As soon as one would remove her mouth from my cock, the other would be right there to continue sucking. Every now and then, they would purse their lips along opposite sides of my cock, almost meeting in a kiss with the shaft sandwiched between. Then they would slide up and down the whole length in tandem. I rested a hand on each of their lovely heads and reveled in the sight of their pretty faces looking up at me with smiling eyes and their mouths full of my hard cock. 

After a few minutes of this, the girls were becoming anxious to get their pussies involved in our play. It's a good thing too because I don't know how much more of their loving oral attentions I could have endured without cumming all over their pretty, young faces.

Nicole straddled me and gently guided my hard-on into her waiting pussy. Once I was fully inside her, she leaned forward and kissed me. While I explored her sweet mouth with my tongue, my hands were busy holding on to her soft but firm ass cheeks to control the pace of my cock sliding in and out of her tight, wet cunt.

When she straightened up slightly and offered me her tits to suck, I obliged willingly. This drove Nicole wild. She started rotating her whole pelvis in circles and back and forth. 

"Fuck me baby!!", she cried. "Fuck my pussy so good!!" 

During this time, Velvet was lying alongside us, finger fucking her glistening pussy. After a while, I turned Nicole over onto her back to fuck her in the missionary position. Whenever I felt close to cumming, I would withdraw my cock from her cunt and rub the tip up and down her wet pussy lips and put just the very tip in. After several minutes of this teasing, Nicole began begging me to fuck her.

"Oh, put it in all the way. Please!" "I need your big cock in my pussy!" "Fuck meee!!!" "Please fuck meee!!!"

Then I would suddenly slam into her wetness all the way until I hit bottom.

After fucking the blond this way for several minutes, Velvet said, "What about me?" "Don't I get some of that cock?"

"Sure." I said. "Come over here."

The brunette got in front of me on her hands and knees with her face between Nicole's legs. I slipped my hard dick into her now familiar warm cunt as she began to lick her friend's pussy again. As I pounded Velvet's pussy from behind, I alternated between kneading her tits and diddling her clit. Finally, both girls came again. I pulled out of Velvet's sopping pussy and sat up at the head of the bed.

The girls took this as their cue to renew their oral assault on my cock. After only a minute or so of their taking turns deep throating me, I was ready to cum.

Nicole caught the first blast of cum on her outstretched tongue and immediately swallowed it. Then Velvet lowered her lips around my cock for the next spurt. By the time they were finished, these two nubile young women had licked, sucked and kissed every drop of cum from my cock and each other's faces.




Boyfriend Trouble



As I lay there, basking in the afterglow, sure that it couldn't get any better than this, I got a surprise. Velvet whispered something in Nicole's ear. She giggled and whispered something back.

Velvet said, "I don't know." "Let's ask him."

'We have a favor to ask you." Velvet said. " It seems our little friend Nicole here has a sexual experience she's heard a lot about, but never had the chance to try." "Do you think you can help her out?"

"Well, I'll try." I said. "What is it?"

"Well," Nicole said in a shy voice. "I've never been fucked in my ass before." "Do you think you could do that for me? please"

"You know what honey?" I said. "It's funny you should mention that, because I've never fucked anyone in the ass before, so it will be a first for both of us."

Then Velvet said, "Good, then I can teach both of you because I've had it that way several times."

Velvet got off the bed and retrieved her purse from the floor. 

She said, "The first thing we have to do is prepare Nicole's little asshole to take that big cock and I have just the thing."

She reached into her purse and produced a bottle of lube and a chrome-plated vibrator. 

"This will get your hole used to having something hard in it before he sticks his dick inside."

As Nicole got on her hands and knees and proceeded to suck my dick again, Velvet lubed up the dildo and started rubbing it up against the blonde's asshole. After a few minutes, Velvet said,

"I think you're ready for me to put it in baby." "It will hurt just a little at first, but just take a deep breath and it will pass." "Then, once I start to fuck you with my little friend here, you will wonder how you ever got along without it." 

Nicole kept up her cock sucking as her friend slowly inserted the buzzing implement into her anus. She drew her breath in sharply and squealed, all the while keeping her mouth around my cock. When Velvet had the phallus fully inserted she held it motionless for about fifteen seconds and then slowly started working it in and out. After a few minutes of this, Nicole released my cock from her mouth and exclaimed,

"Oh, God that feels great!!"

"I told you so." Velvet said. "Are you ready for the real thing yet?"

"Definitely!" Nicole said smiling. "Bill, get back here and fuck my ass!!"

I went around behind the gorgeous blond and positioned myself to penetrate her. 

Velvet grasped my cock, kissed me and said, "Here baby, let me help you give her her first ass fucking."

With that she guided the head of my cock into Nicole's little asshole.

The feeling was indescribable! My cock had never been inside anything that was so hot and tight. I had to strongly resist the urge to cum right there and then. When I regained control, I began to slowly pump in and out of Nicole's sweet rump. She had a really beautiful tight shapely ass. 

Once we had established a good rhythm, Velvet got under Nicole and the girls started a furious sixty-nine. When it became apparent that we were all ready to cum again, Velvet urgently asked,

"Bill, please cum in my mouth!" "I want to taste both of my new lovers cum at the same time!"

That was all either Nicole or I could take. She came into Velvet's mouth and at the same time I pulled my cock out of the blonde's ass and came all over Velvet's slurping mouth. Once she tasted our mingling cum, Nicole's efforts on Velvet's pussy pushed her over the top and she too came in her friend's mouth. 

Once we caught our breath, the girls and I all kissed once more and fell asleep. 

I awoke the next morning with Velvet softly sucking my cock. We quietly fucked once more while Nicole slept. It was one of those slow, deep. passionate fucks where you are both so focused on and enmeshed in one another that you both cum together with little fast movement. 

When Nicole awoke, the girls got dressed and prepared to leave. Then each gave me one long last kiss and departed just as the sun was coming up.

Later, Velvet told me that it was the best sex that either of them had ever had. She asked if she could introduce me to some of her other friends from college who she thought could benefit from my experience. 

Of course, I agreed. In fact, as I write this, I am waiting for Velvet to arrive. She is bringing her twin redhead friends Mindy and Cindy to meet me. Wait, ...Is that a car door I hear?



Boyfriend's Betrayal



I feel so stupid and disgusted right now.

My boyfriend and I have been dating for a year and a half, we met right after I graduated high school and he was 20 at the time. I was just starting community college and was proud to have my own apartment for the first time ever (I have also worked around 30 hours a week since starting college so I support myself). He was older than me, but struggling. I guess prior to meeting me he had been pretty into drugs, but I have never seen him do them so I really believed that was all over. And he was cute and sweet and I was kind of lonely, most of my friends having moved much farther away for college.

Anyways, we got together and he moved in with me shortly after because he was always struggling with money despite having a pretty good job at a landscaping place. Plus, it was fun to play house and have someone to come home to after all my LONG days going to classes and then working.

We had a really great sex life. Well, I thought it was great. We were both kind of kinky and after about six months we decided to try a threesome with two guys. It was really hot. I loved having two guys give me all their attention, it made me feel wanted and sexy. Our sex life was better between the two of us afterwards so we ended up doing this once or twice a month until now.

The threesomes began to come more frequently, my boyfriend would always find the guy "through friends" which never felt suspicious because, why would it be? We just hung out and I could have stopped if I didn't like the guy. I trusted my boyfriend and I never felt unsafe.

This came crashing down the other night.

I should tell you that sometimes my boyfriend's "fantasy" changes where he'll start to hang out with me and the other guy like normal, but then he just wants to watch while we fuck. 

Okay, sure. 

But sometimes he even goes home and wants me to spend the night at the guy's house which I thought was kind of weird, but I still thought it was just kink. Well, this happened the other night, my boyfriend and I went to the club and he introduced me to his friend. Now this guy was huge, six foot five and black as coal. I was hesitant because I have never been with a black guy before but, I thought, he was my boyfriends friend so he should be okay. We danced and had a lot of drinks and his friend was really nice and a great dancer so I began to feel a lot more comfortable about the evening. 

Afterwards we went to his friend's house and I started giving my boyfriend a blowjob, when he turned me around and put me on all fours on the bed. I saw his friend in front of me standing naked. He was huge, with a massive cock that hung below swinging as he walked towards me. Apprehensively I opened my mouth and did my best to give him a blowjob while my boyfriend fucked me. 

Then they turned me around again and I blew my boyfriend while his friend fucked me with his massive cock. It was painful at first but after a while I was getting really into it when suddenly my boyfriend throated me; he always does, and held me tight to him. 

Just then his friend took out his cock out from in my pussy and pushed passed my tight anal ring and into my ass, I struggled to protest but heard my boyfriend tell him to push in harder so I didn't say anything and just took the pain. 

After a few seconds my boyfriend pulled out and stepped back and watched as his friend started to force more of his cock into me, I grunted with each thrust and felt his massive hand on the back of my head pushing me face down into the mattress. After another minute the guy was almost all the way in me, I had such a full feeling like he was stretching my insides, just then between my grunts I heard my boyfriend say he was going to go home. I looked up towards him to protest but my head was quickly pushed back down into the mattress. 

As I heard the door close as his friend really began pushing in harder trying his best to get all the way inside me with his huge cock. I grunted and grunted gritting my teeth as he pushed further into me, just then he backed out a few inches and grabbed a handful of my blonde hair pulling up hard causing me to arch my back as, with one mighty push, shoved his cock all the way in.

I wanted to scream and cry, but I did my best to just take it and let out a soft whimper as he impaled me on his cock. After a few minutes of breaking me in, he began to put me in all kinds of positions and I ended up getting ass fucked the rest of the night. 

Afterwards we actually ended up having a great connection so much so that we spent the rest of the night talking in bed.

Then this guy says "I know you don't like to talk about this, but I just want to say this wasn't weird at all and I think you're a really cool person."

"What?"

"Oh sorry, your boyfriend said it turns you off to talk about this or the money, I just wanted to give you a compliment."

"What are you talking about?"

Silence.

I knew something was very wrong here. I had certainly talked to my boyfriend about my turn-offs but they were along the likes of potty play... nothing about conversation topics and what was this about money?

I felt sick. Something was up. In hindsight, I wish I would have just gotten over it and left it alone. But I did what all women do, I pried. It turns out he didn't know my boyfriend through mutual friends. They had never even met before that night. He had only answered an ad since my boyfriend had put me up for sale on craigslist.

Yup.

This hookup (and god only knows how many of the others) was a result of him putting an ad on craigslist for men to PAY MONEY to have a threesome or just straight sex with me. 

And he had only paid my boyfriend $100 for me.

Needless to say I left that guys house immediately still completely sick to my stomach. I couldn't even yell at him, I was just in shock. I didn't go home though, I couldn't face my boyfriend. I texted him that my grandma was in the hospital and I was going to go to my parents' house (in the same town as my apartment) and then travel with them to visit her three hours away for the next few days. But really, I'm just at my parent's house, in the room I grew up in, trying to digest what has happened.

I'm not even 22 yet and I'm apparently a prostitute? 

And my boyfriend is a pimp? 

How could he do something so cruel and callous to someone he loves? 

How do I tell people what happened?

I wish I could never go back to my apartment. I have to go work at my restaurant job and hope that he doesn't randomly come in and see that I'm not actually out of town until I can figure out how to deal with this situation. I wonder if I can take legal action against him, you can't just pimp someone without their knowledge or consent, can you? I have no idea how I will ever trust anyone again. I can't even think about it. I can't think about anything.



Boyfriends Birthday Gift



I've known Peter for seven years. We went to the same Junior High School together and were pretty good friends until we entered 11th grade. That's when things suddenly changed and I became Peter's girlfriend. My name is Jenny and I've needed to write about what happened to our relationship as it grew and changed in ways I'd never imagine possible. For our last two years of High School we were seen everywhere together. I knew Peter was someone special and I loved being his girlfriend. I didn't have any brothers or sisters but Peter had two younger brothers. I laughed the first time I met Jeff, one of his brothers. Jeff was two years younger then Peter but WOW did they look a lot alike. Jeff had a lot more outgoing personality then my boyfriend did. He always found a way to make me laugh. The more I got to know Jeff the more I saw how much the two brothers really enjoyed each others company. Jeff was a lot like his older brother Peter, but his personality was off the chart. Everyone liked him, and I do mean everyone. Peter was so protective of his younger brother too. It made me wish I had a younger sister to watch after and talk to. 

It was during our last year of High School that we actually started to double date with Jeff and his girlfriend. I really liked Jeff's girlfriend and even though we were two grades ahead of them they sort of became our best friends. Everywhere I went with Peter I knew sooner or later Jeff and his girlfriend would show up soon there after. When we finally graduated from High School both myself and Peter decided to go to the same small college. We signed up for the fall semester and headed off to college. We didn't have a clue what being out on our own would be like. My parents paid for a dorm room for me but Peter shared a small two bedroom apartment with a friend he knew. I ended up spending more time at my boyfriend's apartment then I did at my own dorm room. Of course my parents didn't know that and I made sure they would never find out. I would spend one or two nights at week at the dorm and the other nights over at Peter's apartment. I always made sure to call my parents from my dorm room on the night I stayed in my room. I didn't want them to get any clues of what was really going on with Peter and myself. I knew after just a few months I really loved my life here at college. The freedom was amazing and I got to make every single decision about what happened in my life. It was a freedom I knew I'd never want to give up again. We usually were in class for about six hours on the days we had classes then we would go out and party with all our classmates and friends. Like most the other students at our school, booze, drugs, and a lot of late night parties was a big part of college life. I wanted to experience it all and I did!

The first couple years just flew by and somehow I kept my grades up which made my parents not really bother me all that much. I noticed the second year how much my boyfriend seemed to miss being around his younger brother. He talked about it very little but I could see right thru him and knew he sort of wished that Jeff was here with us so they could hang around together. It wasn't until our third year at the school that things would really start to change and my life would spiral out of control. My boyfriend was really pumped up because his brother had decided to come to the same college we were at. I should have known that would happen but it did sort of take me by surprise when I first found out about it. Peter somehow worked it out with his roommate so that his brother could actually have the other room in their small two bedroom apartment. I don't know where Peter's first roommate was going to move to but just like that Peter's brother Jeff was moving in with him. It took just a couple days for Jeff and his girlfriend to become our best friends again. They had grown and matured so much. I barely recognized either of them. 

The one thing that didn't change was Jeff's personality. He was still so much fun to be around. It wasn't long before Peter was taking his brother just about everywhere that we went. If Jeff was with us, so was his very cute girlfriend. We all went to so many parties and dances together. I really did like being around Peter's brother and girlfriend but at times I wished I had more private time with Peter. I finally just gave in and enjoyed Peter's brother as much as Peter did. I was always laughing because of Jeff and I knew how much this meant to Peter. I let Peter know I was a little jealous that he had such a great relationship with his brother. I never had a sister or brother so I didn't know what that felt like. I could again see how Jeff was just about exactly like his older brother. Jeff's girlfriend was cute and really nice too. For the next two semesters everything was fine. It was at the start of fall classes where Jeff got some very bad news. His girlfriend was leaving, not because she wanted to but because her parents were pulling her out of our college. I didn't know how bad her grades had become. She was failing more of her classes then she was passing. She wasn't even trying anymore, she was only there for one reason now, TO PARTY with all of us!

Jeff was devastated. Once his girlfriend left he just wasn't the same guy. He called and talked every night with his girlfriend but like most relationships, time apart and the distance apart can take a toll on relationships. It was about three and a half months after Jeff's girlfriend left that he got the dreaded "LETS JUST BE FRIENDS" phone call. I knew when that happened that Jeff's Ex had found another guy. I hated seeing Jeff as down and out as he was. It didn't take long for Jeff to actually bring our fun lives down with his. My boyfriend tried to cheer his brother up but Jeff really missed his girlfriend. He had been with her about three years so this was a big breakup that Jeff just wasn't ready to get over. I tried like Peter did to cheer Jeff up but it just wasn't happening. I wanted things to get back to the way they use to be. We weren't going out as often or doing as many fun things as we use to. I felt bad for everyone involved including myself. It had been the worse three or four months since we first got to the college.

I had many talks about Jeff with my boyfriend. Peter told me Jeff had a birthday coming up in two weeks. I thought about it and came up with a plan that might cheer Jeff up. I talked to a few girls I knew and found one that was willing to go out on sort of a blind date with Jeff. I then worked with my boyfriend to set up a big surprise party on Jeff's birthday. I told Peter he would have to get his brother one really "SUPER" present and I'd help pay for it. We set everything up without letting Jeff catch on as to what we were doing. I kept asking Peter what he was going to get his brother for his birthday but Peter wasn't quite sure yet. As Jeff's birthday drew close I got everything all setup and again told Peter he had to be sure to get something really GREAT for his brother. I wanted this birthday to be the BEST birthday Jeff had ever had. Maybe it would pop him out of the mood that he had been in ever since his girlfriend left him.

On Jeff's birthday I had Peter take his brother out on the town. When the guys left the apartment I got a few friends and we did up the apartment in ballons, tape, posters, and anything else that would give it that party look. Peter was going to bring his brother back at about 5:30 in the evening. We were going to have a small barbeque then party late into the evening. I invited everyone that we knew. I expected about 20 people to crowd into the small apartment. Just about everyone came and we all hid in the apartment as Peter brought his brother back up to the apartment at exactly 5:30. We all popped up and I could see the big smile pop up on Jeff's face. He was definately surprised and had no clue any of this was going to be taking place. I made sure to sort of PAIR Jeff and my girlfriend up once the party started to get going. We played loud music, there was a lot of beer and other alcoholic drinks, and the smell of WEED sort of echoed around the living room and kitchen. My girlfriend paid a lot of attention to Jeff but I could tell he wasn't really interested. She wasn't anything like Jeff's old girlfriend. I had tried but it just didn't work out like I hoped it might have.

The party was great. At about 11:00 that night everyone was pretty much drunk or stoned. It was then that Peter had Jeff start to open his gifts. Everyone brought him something. He got cd's, dvd's, some small electrical things, and even a few things for his car. I kept waiting for the present from me and Peter but it never seemed to show up. I finally asked Peter when he was going to give his brother the present we bought him. I still didn't even know what it was. Peter smiled and said after everyone left. He wanted Jeff to open our present when it was just us three there because the present we were giving him was the best possible present we could ever give. I was pretty excited just wondering what my boyfriend had bought for his brother. The party kept going until about 1:15 in the morning. I knew everyone there had a good time. It reminded me of the other parties we use to go to before Jeff's girlfriend had to leave him. I was in the same shape everyone else was as they left. A little tired with a lot of booze in my body. I had also smoked just a little to give me that BUZZ that I liked so much.

As the last person left I got a big hug from Jeff as he told me what a great surprise party we gave him. I watched Jeff sort of stumble back to his room then seconds later my boyfriend grabbed me by the hand and guided me back to our bedroom. He shut the door and was all over me. We were making out as Peter slowly stripped me out of my clothes. He went right to his closet and came out with a small pink teddy. I laughed as he helped me into it. The tiny panties that came with it were split right up the middle and had a large pink bow on the top of them. This was all sort of a surprise for me but I loved it. Peter kept kissing me as he helped me dressed then he took me into the bathroom and had me stand in front of the mirror. He handed me some bright pink lipstick and as I guided it to my lips he started to spray my body down with perfume. The second my lipstick was on he guided me to our bed and laid me down right in the middle of it. He told me how beautiful I was and how much he loved me. He thanked me for giving his brother a birthday he would never forget. I told Peter we all enjoyed every second of it.

We made out for a couple minutes then Peter let out a loud "DAMN"! I asked him what was wrong and he said we forgot to give Jeff his birthday present. I asked Peter what it was and he told me it was something that would totally bring his brother out of the "BLUES" he had been in since he lost his girlfriend. I begged Peter to tell me what it was but Peter wouldn't say. He told me not to move a muscle and he'd be back in a second. As my boyfriend got up I asked him where he was going. He again told me not to move, he wanted to make sure his brother got our gift before he passed out for the night. I just laid there with my eyes closed as my boyfriend left our bedroom. I felt so good and I could smell the expensive perfume that Peter had sprayed me down with. I was thinking about how much fun the party was when suddenly I heard the guys talking and they seemed like they were really close. Just as I opened my eyes I saw them both walking right into our bedroom. I just laid there frozen in place as they both walked up right to the side of the bed. I knew I was in a thin lacey baby doll type of outfit that was completely see thru. I had forgot about the panties that were split right up the middle.

My eyes had to be the size of silver dollars. I looked up and both guys had big smiles on their faces. I looked right at Peter as he sat on one side of the bed. I heard Peter start to say something then it hit me exactly what he had just said. It was like I was in a twilight zone movie. The words rang around in my head and even as messed up as I was they just didn't make any sense. "HERE'S YOUR BIRTHDAY PRESENT, SHE'S YOURS FOR THE ENTIRE NIGHT. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!" My head snapped the other way as a body sat down on the other side of the bed. I looked right up into Jeff's face as he smiled and said to his brother "THIS IS THE BEST BIRTHDAY OF MY ENTIRE LIFE"! I looked back over at my boyfriend and started to shake my head NO! I just started to say something when Peter covered my lips with his. He kissed me as I continued to shake my head back and forth. When he broke our kiss he whispered to me that I was the one that told him to get something for my brother's birthday that would make him forget all about his old girlfriend. Peter kissed me and whispered to me if I loved him I would do this for him and his brother. He kept kissing me softly and whispering in my ear how I really needed to do this for both him and Jeff. I'm not sure how long my boyfriend begged me to do this for him. I definately didn't want to do it but somehow my head shaking stopped then I really started to kiss Peter with as much passion as I could. I felt so damn good inside. The weed and booze really made me feel good like it always did.

Peter asked me softly if I'd do this one very special thing for him. He made it sound like it meant everything in the world to him. I kissed him and asked if it's really what he wanted me to do. He had that same big smile his brother had on his face. Peter again told me he loved me so much and that he'd forever be in my debt. Somehow my head shook up and down and I barely said the words "ARE YOU SURE"? It was exactly what Peter hoped I would do. I was sort of leaving it up to my boyfriend. He instantly grabbed my head and turned it as he kissed me next to my ear and said "THANK YOU" very softly. The second my head was turned another pair of lips started to kiss me. My eyes quickly closed and then just like that I was making out with Jeff just as if he was my boyfriend. Every guy kisses a little differently and Jeff was no different. He gently laid down right beside me and after about 30 seconds I felt hands running all over my shaking body. When his fingers slid right between my legs I moaned and was surprised to feel fingers slipping up inside me. I had totally forget about the crotchless panties I was wearing. It took me about two minutes to begin to relax. It suddenly felt exactly as if it was my boyfriend I was making out with. I realized as long as I kept my eyes closed things were fine. I started to get so turned on thinking about what was happening. Our makeout session suddenly got very out of control. I was on fire and so was Peter's younger brother. The booze, drugs, and everything else was definately part of the reason I was not fighting what was happening. If I had not partied as hard as I had, I know for sure I would not have agreed to everything that was now going on.

I felt my legs being spread wide open then Jeff slowly rolled on top of me. His lips went to my nipples and I moaned as Jeff sucked on my breasts and slowly finger fucked me. When he moved his head back up to my mouth he kissed me then I let out a loud moan as my wet pussy lips were pulled wide open. Jeff was slowly sinking his cock deep inside my body. My entire body was on pins and needles. Everything was going thru my mind. It felt so damn good and as Jeff sank completely inside of me he started to run his tongue around inside the back on my mouth. I let out another moan then started to wrap my tongue up in his. Jeff slowly started to fuck me and my body enjoyed every little second of it. I was so wet the slippery juices were running out of my body and right down my ass. I was soaking our bed I was so excited. I felt hands lifting my legs. I really thought they were Jeff's hands but they weren't. I had totally forgot my boyfriend was right next to the bed watching everything that was happening. He had to see how much I was into what was happening between me and his younger brother. My feet and legs were placed around the middle of Jeff's body. I locked my feet around his back and then we really started to pull out all the stops and fuck like we both really never wanted it to end. I was definately pass the point of no return.

Jeff speed up and really slammed into my body as we deeply kissed with our tongues. My ass was moving all around as we fucked liked this would be the last fucks of our lives. We were both really turned on by what was happening between us. I could feel myself really getting close and I didn't want this fuck to stop until I got the release I now so desperately wanted. I was matching Jeff's every movement stroke for stroke. He never once broke the rhythm as our bodies made nasty noises that echoed throughout the room. I didn't even realize it was happening. My tight pussy lips were turning white from all the nasty dangerous cum that was pouring out of my body. I was kissing Jeff with my tongue and my ass was pushing forward and backward about every two seconds. I was so close to cumming but Jeff had easily beat me to the finish line. I think Jeff could tell how close I was. He kept fucking me even though he had gotten what he wanted. It took about another 45 seconds for me to break our kiss and plead with Jeff to keep fucking me. My boyfriend knew I was seconds away from cumming. My entire body jerked as the very pleasant feeling took over every muscle in my body. I wanted to cum so badly and now I knew that moment was here. Everything felt so perfect right then.

I jerked around and moaned for about 15 seconds then we both sort of just went limp in each other's arms. I was kissed for a minute or so then Jeff rolled off of me. I felt a towel or rag cleaning me up then the lights were turned off and about 60 seconds later a body crawled into bed with me. I felt a pair of hands pull me tight into his body then I laid my head down on the pillow and three or four minutes later I was totally out of it. I don't know if I passed out, fell to sleep, or just couldn't remember anything from that point on. I didn't wake up till about six hours later. I felt something funny happening to me and that feeling woke me up. When I opened my eyes I saw I was in our bed but I was looking at the wall and I knew I was being fucked from behind. Suddenly everything caught up with me. Even as drunk as I was last night I remembered I had fucked Peter's brother. Suddenly I didn't know who it was behind me. I prayed it was Peter but I was too scared to turn and see who it was. I didn't know what I'd do or say if it was Jeff again. I laid there pretending like I was still sleeping. I was too afraid to move or say anything at all. I was slow fucked for about four minutes then my eyes closed tightly as I felt the thick hot sperm shoot up inside my body. Instantly I knew it wasn't Peter fucking me, he would have pulled out of me before he came. For the first time in my life a guy had cum inside of me. I was in BIG trouble and I knew it. If I had been thinking right I would have popped right up and stopped things the second I had woke up. It wasn't like I didn't know I was being fucked. I knew and I didn't do anything about it. Now I was paying the price for being so stupid.

I continued to pretend I was sleeping. It was too late to stop things and I felt terrible that Jeff had filled me full of his cum. I felt the soft kissing on my neck then I heard the light whispering that I knew was Jeff's voice. He thanked me for giving him the best birthday any guy could have. He told me his brother was one lucky guy to have a girl as great as I was. I think he thought I was still sound asleep because he told me he had thought about me for years and was so glad he finally got his dream night with me. His last words were "I'LL ALWAYS BE THINKING OF YOU, YOUR ONE VERY SPECIAL GIRL". I got one last kiss on the cheek then I felt Jeff slowly slide out of the bed. It took him a few minutes to get dressed and leave the bedroom. When I finally heard the door shut behind him I let out a loud "OH SHIT I'M SO SCREWED". I listened carefully and heard Peter and Jeff talking in the living room. I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. I heard the front door open and close then I heard footsteps heading towards our bedroom. I closed my eyes and didn't want whoever came into the room to know I was awake. I could hear someone moving around the room then I felt a body laying down beside me. I felt the covers lifted then very softly my body was turned over. 




Boyfriends Birthday Gift



I felt the naked body next to mine then I heard "WAKE UP SLEEPY". I knew the voice was Peter's. I opened my eyes and watched as Peter lowered his lips to mine. We started to make out and I felt so ashamed of what had happened I kissed my boyfriend and held onto him as tightly as I could. Peter rolled over on top of me and for the second time in 15 minutes I was fucked and kissed. It was weird how all I could think about was Peter's brothers and the very romantic things he said to me when he thought I was still sleeping. My boyfriend barely lasted two minutes if that. Unlike his brother my boyfriend quickly pulled out of me and shot his nasty cum all over my stomach. I knew he definately didn't want to get me knocked up. We kept kissing for a few more minutes then we finally started to talk to each other. I couldn't wait to hear what Peter had to say about everything that happened last night and this morning. To my total surprise he talked about the party but never said a word about guiding his brother into our bedroom after the party was over. Peter helped me up and we both went in and took a shower. Again, not a word was said about sleeping the entire night with his brother or the quick fuck his brother gave me this morning. I kept waiting for Peter to bring it up but he never did, not even once!

We both got out of the shower and got dressed. I just couldn't bring up Jeff. I needed Peter to start talking about it first and he wasn't bringing that subject up. We ended up going to our classes without talking about it. I thought about it all day during my classes. I realized my boyfriend didn't want to talk about it or he would have said something about it this morning. I wasn't going to say a word about it if he wasn't going to bring up the subject. The hard part was meeting up with Jeff again later on that afternoon. I know my face turned a 1000 shades of red. He was cool about it and just like his brother he never mentioned anything about what happened. In a way I think I was greatful to both of them for that. I didn't know what I could say anyway. Jeff did tell me how much fun the party was and it brought him right out of the funky blues that he had. I actually noticed it, he was full of energy and was sort of like the guy he was before his girlfriend had left him. For the first time in three or so months he had me laughing and it felt really good. I couldn't make myself say it but maybe that's exactly what Jeff needed. 

For the next couple days things were great. Jeff and Peter were again so fun to be around. They both made me laugh and they would cook or take me out to a movie. Not once had any of us talked about what had happened on Jeff's birthday. To me it was all behind us. It really didn't matter, there was nothing I could do about it anyway. It was on Friday night that the guys took me to another party that lasted late into the morning. I loved college parties. Everyone had so much fun and I danced and drank the night away. We left for our apartment around 12:45 in the morning. When we got to our apartment everyone went their own way. Me and Peter went to our bedroom and Jeff went to his room. Once our bedroom door was closed my boyfriend was all over me. He stripped me of my clothes and pushed me under the covers. We made out then suddenly Peter said he'd be right back. I didn't think anything was up. Peter was gone about four minutes. Again I had that great BUZZ feeling surging thru my body. I loved the effect of a little pot mixed in with a good amount of alcohol. It made my body feel like I was floating on air.

I heard footsteps in the room but didn't even open my eyes. Then my body went stiff as I heard voices and knew that both Peter and his brother were standing right over top of me. Again it was Peter that said something like "SHE'S REALLY BUZZED, I'M SURE IT WILL BE FINE". I felt someone sit on the bed next to me then the body slid under the covers with me. The lights were turned out and the door was shut. It was pitch black in the room as my body was turned over and lips started to kiss me. I laid there as hands flew all over my body. I still couldn't tell exactly who was in bed with me even though deep down I knew. Hands started to push my legs open then fingers had me soaking wet in a matter of seconds. As I was kissed I sort of hoped it was my boyfriend even though I doubted it was. It wasn't until the tongue flew into the back of my mouth and I was kissed in a way that only Jeff had kissed me. I knew right then for sure I was in bed with my boyfriend's brother again. I again didn't really want it to happen but I didn't want Jeff to realize I knew it was him in bed with me. Yea, that sounded crazy but at the time it's how I really felt. I was so worried about what the guys would think instead of trying to let them know I didn't want to be doing any of this for them.

My body was slowly pulled on top of Jeff's body. His hands easily pulled my body right where he wanted it. I moaned as Jeff's stiff cock slid up inside my body. Hands were on my hips lifting me up and setting me down. My head was pulled back down into Jeff's lips and as we kissed my ass started to lift up and down. Slowly Jeff moved his hands from my hips and for some reason I kept moving my body up and down. Not one word was said by either of us. I really started to make out with Jeff as our bodies slapped together and again made very nasty noises. we had to have fucked for 20 mintues straight. For four minutes we were really making out heavily then I moaned and broke our kiss as I felt the nasty hot sperm shoot up inside my body. I knew I was stupid for not at least speaking up and asking Jeff to pull out of me. I just didn't want him to know I knew it wasn't my boyfriend that was fucking me in my own bed. Jeff pulled my lips right back into his and we continued to fuck until Jeff made sure I was as happy as he was. It took me a while but after I relaxed my orgasm took over my body and it really felt damn good. Jeff stayed buried in my body until his cock softened up on it's own. He turned me over and hugged up to my back. Both of us somehow knew it was better not to say one single word. Jeff held me so close and his hands were holding onto both my breasts from behind.

It took me about 30 minutes to fall to sleep. All the alcohol in my body finally helped me to relax and forget. I always slept really good after I drank a lot on a party night. Just like a week ago I woke up to the feeling of a stiff cock slowly moving deep inside my body. I knew what I should do but I just couldn't. I opened my eyes and could see it was just starting to get light outside. That meant it was around 7:00 in the morning or somewhere around there. Very slowly I was fucked from behind in soft gentle strokes. My knees were slowly pushed up into my chest so that Jeff could push deeper inside my body. I felt the soft kisses on my neck and that made the hair stand up all over my body. About two minutes after Jeff first began to fuck me he very softly started to whipser things in my ear. He again thanked me for being the VERY SPECIAL girl that I was. He let me know I was the only thing on his mind anymore and that both of us were so lucky to have a guy like his brother as our best friend.

Jeff was so gentle with me as he slowly moved his cock deep into my body then pulled out. He started saying nasty sexy things about my body. How perfect my breasts were, how soft and wet my pussy lips felt. I just laid there and listened to all the things Jeff was whispering to me. He definately wasn't like his brother when it came to making love. Jeff loved to say nasty things and talk about my body. He softly started moaning then I bit my lip really hard as the feeling of the hot sperm spraying inside me made everything else just seem so unimportant. I felt each and every squirt of his cum. There were about seven of them. Jeff again started to kiss my neck then he softly whispered to me my sexy body was made for fucking. He told me nothing felt so good as the feeling of my tight pussy sucking the cum right out of his body. I was surprised when Jeff told me if his brother ever left me he'd scoop me up and never let me go. The words just seemed so sincere by the way Jeff softly said them. I didn't even know I was doing it but my ass gently pushed back into Jeff's body. We laid there for a few minutes as Jeff said sexy things to me. He finally made a comment about wishing I was really awake so he could actually say these things to my face. I got one last kiss on the neck then another surprise as Jeff said "See you again tonight sexy, it's been all set up again by your wonderful boyfriend"!

Jeff got up and dressed then walked out of the room. He was instantly replaced by my boyfriend. They must have had all this worked out. Three minutes after Jeff got out of the bed Peter was sliding into it. I felt Peter push up behind me and put his arms around me. We laid there for close to 20 minutes before Peter finally moved my body and gave me a long kiss to wake me up. I just stared into his eyes and wondered if I should say anything. My boyfriend was so turned on he attacked me with kisses then fucked me for about ten more minutes. It was crazy how my boyfriend would pull out and shoot his cum all over my stomach yet I was allowing his younger brother to fill me with his very dangerous cum. If Jeff was my boyfriend I'd tell him right out to either pull out or wear a rubber. I don't know why I couldn't convey that same message to Jeff. I was still under the impression that both Jeff and Peter thought they were pulling something over on me. I think for now I was happy they both thought that way. I didn't want them to know I was actually allowing this to happen without putting up any type of real fight. I was so messed up. It would again be another weird day with me thinking about every nasty little thing Jeff said to me this morning. It was completely useless going to classes. I didn't hear a word any of the professors said. I kept thinking about the last thing Jeff said to me, "SEE YOU TONIGHT SEXY, EVERYTHING HAS BEEN ARRANGED". For once I knew in advance exactly what was going to happen. I wasn't sure what I was going to do about it. Everything was going thru my mind and I told myself I needed to stop things now why I still could. I promised myself I would say something to my boyfriend so that he could make all this stop before something bad really ended up happening. 

It wasn't until after classes were out that Peter told me we were going to go out clubbing tonight. It then all came together. They would take me out, get me drinking and smoking a little weed, then they'd take me back home. I told myself to speak up and just tell Peter I didn't want to do any of this anymmore. When I chickened out of telling my boyfriend that I knew I could get out of it by just telling the guys I wasn't feeling well or something like that. I thought about doing that for the next two hours. At 7:00pm we started to get ready to go out. I was just about ready to tell the guys to go out without me when I really surprised myself by not saying one damn word to either guy one way or the other. At a little after 8:00 we were just entering the club. I knew they'd be buying me a lot of drinks and we'd be smoking grass out in our car. For four fun hours I'd dance with both my boyfriend and Jeff. I also watched Jeff dance with some other girls. I had a weird feeling, sort of like a jealous feeling even though it couldn't be that. I'd look at the girls he was dancing with and I'd tell myself she wasn't good enough for him or she wouldn't make him happy. Don't ask me why those types of thoughts went thru my mind, they just did. The guys made sure my drinks were always full and two different times we walked out to our car and smoked a little weed. I began to really have fun of pretending to play their game. Every now and then I'd take a drink to the bathroom with me and pour most of it out. It was fun to watch one of them go to the bar and get me another one. I started to enjoy watching them work together to try and get me drunk. They were always whispering to each other when they thought I wasn't paying attention. I watched everything they did and it became a game to me to see what extremes they would go to so that I'd be really ready for what they had in mind for me once they got me back to their room. I wanted to see exactly how they worked together to get me all fucked up.

I was having a lot of fun when Peter let me know it was time to go home. The guys paid the bill and we all walked out to our car. I decided to have some fun myself. I acted a little more drunk then I was. I just wanted to see what the guys would do. They got me home and instantly Peter had me in the bedroom. He stripped off my clothes as I sort of closed my eyes and laughed. I tried to pretend I was really drunk. I'd talk about something that happend a week ago and I'd make it sound like it happened today. The second I was undressed Peter walked to the closet and brought out the frilly pink teddy outfit that I first wore on Jeff's birthday night. He again slipped the open crotch panties up my legs and then he walked me into the bathroom. This time Peter put my lipstick on for me then sprayed me down with a lot of the perfume he had bought for me. The second he was finished he grabbed me by my hand and walked me out of the bathroom. I thought I was going to be put into our bed but I wasn't. I was walked out into the living room then right down the hall into Jeff's room. His eyes lit up when he saw how sexy I was dressed.

Peter and Jeff started to laugh and my boyfriend told Jeff I was so messed up I was talking about things that happened weeks ago. Peter told his brother to bring me back to our bedroom when he was done having fun with me. Peter gently turned my head towards him and gave me a little kiss on the lips. He softly told me to give his younger brother EVERYTHING he wanted so that he'd never think about any other girl again. I was turned towards Jeff then I felt a hard little slap as my boyfriend slapped my ass and sort of pushed me towards his brother. The two guys laughed and as Peter started to leave he lifted his hand high up in the air and Jeff slapped it real loudly. Peter spoke up as he was walking out of the room and he told his brother to be NICE to me because I was VERY SPECIAL and ONE OF A KIND! He left the bedroom laughing and saying how he loved it when I got so damn messed up that I wouldn't remember a thing about anything that happened in the morning. As I watched Peter disappear Jeff grabbed my hand and guided me over to his bed. My entire body started to shake and I knew I couldn't really look at him in the face. I sort of closed my eyes and pretended like I was very drunk and about to fall over. Jeff started to laugh and told me I was even sexier when I was drunk. He laid me back on his bed and started kissing me softly. I felt his hands move my legs wide apart. He let out a loud "WOW, YOUR SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL" as he lifted my arms up over my head. I just closed my eyes and soaked up every hot sexy thing Jeff said about me. He said nasty things no other guy, including his brother, had ever said in my presence. It really did get me turned on and I liked how different Jeff was treating me compared to his brother.

It was about 30 seconds later my entire world just sort of stopped right in it's track. I could hear the click then the entire room lit up. I wanted to open my eyes but I wasn't sure yet if I should. I just barely heard Jeff say "THE GUYS WILL BE SO JEALOUS WHEN THEY SEE THESE". Seconds later the room lit up not once, not twice, but a dozen times. For the first time in my life someone was taking nasty pictures of me. It would have been a perfect time to drop this crazy act of me being drunk but again I just didn't want either of the guys to know I really knew what was going on. I cringed everytime that flash went off. I could actually see the light thru my closed eyelids. Two minutes later I had hands on my legs then just like that everything changed again. A hot wet tongue landed directly between my pussy lips. Jeff started to lick me up and down and it felt so good my hands automatically went to his head and guided his tongue to the exact spot I wanted it to be. I held onto his head as he licked me for four wonderful minutes. I forgot about everything as Jeff softly used his tongue on me. I shook so hard as his warm wet tongue ran circles around my clit. He really knew how to lick me. My ass came off the bed about six inches and a loud moan came from my throat. As soon as I laid back down Jeff moved up my body and just like that I had his hard cock buried in my mouth.

He started to slowly face fuck me then that damn bright light went off again and again. Jeff started to talk nasty to me as he said my mouth felt just about as hot and inviting as my tight sexy pussy did. The entire time he talked to me he kept taking pictures of what he was doing to me. He suddenly moved his cock from my mouth and got up on his knees beside me. He used his hands to lift my shoulders up. It took him about 20 seconds to get me up on my knees. He then just used his hands to guide my head to his cock. He pushed my head down on his cock and started to tell me to suck him off really good. He pulled my head up and down a few times then told me to do it on my own. The seconds his hands left my head the flash started to go off. My head was now bobbing up and down his cock all on it's own. I felt so nasty doing this for my boyfriend's younger brother especially knowing he was actually taking pictures of everything we were doing. I felt like I had no control over what Jeff made me do. Everything that was going on combined to make me feel really sexy and a little slutty at the same time. Jeff was telling me to move my sexy head faster and to suck on his cock like it was a long sweet lollipop. He laughed as he said I wouldn't want his friends that saw these pictures to think I wasn't really enjoying what I was doing.

I was so scared but I found myself doing every single thing he asked me to do. Don't even ask me why because I didn't know know and to this day I still do not know. I moved faster up and down on Jeff's hard cock and I tried hard to suck him softly and wetly. Jeff started telling me I could really give a good BLOW JOB. My head slid further up and down Jeffs cock. I was taking more of Jeff into my mouth then I ever took of his brother. Just before Jeff exploded he told me to suck half the cum down into my throat and the other half I had to let flow out the sides of my mouth. Just after he said that my face went tight as the first huge squirt of cum went right down the back of my throat. I swallowed twice then started to push the rest of the cum out the sides of my mouth. I could again see the bright flashes thru my closed eyes. I didn't know what a mess the sides of my face was. The white sperm totally covered half my lips and the bottom part of my face. It was just starting to drip from my chin. I felt Jeff pull his cock out of my mouth then he held my head in place as he took picture after picture of the aftermath of the blowjob I just gave him. I heard him say my name rather loud two or three times then he jerked my head and told me to open my eyes.

Very slowly my eyes popped open. As soon as they did the bright light of the flash closed them. Again I had to open them for Jeff and again he had the camera maybe a foot from my face. After about four very close-up pictures he laid me back and took a towel or something and wiped off my face really good. Only after it was totally wiped off did he move down and kiss me on the lips. He whispered in my ear as he laid down beside me that I was going to become his secret girlfriend that would put out for him like none of his other girlfriends ever had. I laid there without moving as Jeff kissed me and kept whispering nasty things in my ears. He sort of laughed a little as he whispered that my sexy body would be the talk of all his friends tomorrow. He was going to show every one of his friends how hot and nasty I could be. He whispered to me that EVERYONE on campus would know who I was within the next week or two. He kissed me softly then promised me that he'd make sure I was "MISS POPULAR" no matter how many people he had to show my pictures to! Those words brought goose bumps to my body and made my stomach start to feel queezy. Was he kidding with me or would he really do that. I started thinking about guys I didn't even know seeing every single inch of my naked body. I didn't understand the feeling that was taking over my body. I wanted to scream out and yell out "NO JEFF YOU CAN'T DO THAT" but my mind was spinning like crazy and I wondered if the guys would think I was cute and sexy. I knew it was stupid not to speak up but I convinced myself Jeff wouldn't really show my pictures to other guys. It was the only way I could keep myself from saying something that would let the guys know I wasn't as drunk and messed up as they thought I was. I felt really hot and excited as Jeff continued saying nasty things to me as he kissed me and played with my very wet pussy. He was really turning me on with his words and touches.




Boyfriends Birthday Gift



My body started to shake and a low moan came from my lips. I was still thinking about strange guys staring at my body when my ass moved off the bed and I started to shake to a very wild orgasm. I didn't know what brought it on. Jeff was nibbling on my nipples but not really giving me any other stimulation then that. This orgasm was so different then the others. It seemed to be much deeper in my body. It was my nasty thoughts that actually brought this orgasm on. That had never happened to me before. I laid there and shook then I had to guide my own hand to my pussy to really finish myself off. Thats when Jeff really started to laugh. He looked at my body shaking and said something about me really be a very nasty little coed. Jeff waited for me to stop rubbing myself. My body went flat on the bed and the second I moved my hand from my own pussy Jeff quickly turned my body over and pushed my knees up under me. A few moments later he pushed deep inside me from behind. He grabbed my hair and laughed as he said it was his turn again. He started slamming into me from behind as he lightly slapped my ass with his free hand. He spoke out rather loudly ash he pulled my hair back then told me exactly how he wanted me to move my beautiful sexy butt. One fairly hard slap to ass cheeks got my attention. Just about instantly move my body started moving then the flash went off over and over again. I actually opened my eyes and looked to the side just as the camera went off. Jeff was holding it way out to the side and getting both our bodies and faces in the shot. His hand was still pulling my hair back hard as he slammed into me from behind. This last picture he took would actually show me staring back at the camera as I was being fucked from behind by my boyfriends younger brother. How weird was that going to look if other guys really saw the picture!

I quickly closed my eyes and held on as Jeff pounded into me for about five long minutes. My legs hurt by the time he slammed into me for the last time and I felt his very potent sperm pour deep inside of me. I told myself this was crazy but deep down inside I knew this dangerous game was the most exciting thing I had ever done in my entire life. Jeff laid buried inside me for a couple minutes. The flash would go off and I'd have no clue what he was getting pictures of. When he pulled out of me he told me not to move because he wanted to get pictures of his nasty belly busting sperm flowing out of my hot tight body. He again laughed in a very nasty way as he wondered out loud if I was on the pill or not. I wanted to scream the answer out but my body didn't move and not a sound came out of my mouth. I stayed there on my knees with my feet wide apart for about three more minutes. I even felt his fingers pulling my tight pussy lips apart then that damn bright light would fill up the room. I was so happy when I finally felt hands turning me over. I was being pulled up and then hands were pulling my tiny little babydoll outfit right over my head. Once I was totally naked Jeff took about ten more pictures of me naked on the bed then he took me into the bathroom and started a very warm shower. He pushed me in then got in behind me. We made out under the hot water for about ten wonderful minutes. He again surprised me when he just lifted me up and sat me down on his very hard cock. He pushed my back up against the wall then had me slowly move around on his cock. We kept kissing and our fuck had to last another good ten minutes. I don't know how Jeff held me up like he did that long. This time I couldn't feel Jeff's sperm shoot up inside me. I knew it had to be happening because of the look on Jeff's face and the nasty names that he started to call me. This was sex like I had NEVER imaged happening to me. It was AMAZING and I knew I loved it, thats exactly why I kept letting it happen.

We finally rinsed off and once I was dried off Jeff slipped my little outfit back on me then walked me right out into the living room. There on the couch watching TV was my boyfriend. Jeff handed me over to his brother and I just stood there listening as my boyfriend asked how I performed. Jeff shook his head and said I definately knew how to keep my men happy. Jeff and Peter slapped hands and it was then Peter told his younger brother to just tell him when he needed a fix of my tight sexy body. Jeff smiled and said he'd let his brother know. Peter guided me back to our bedroom and put me under the covers. He kissed me on the cheeks and whispered in my ears for me to have some very sexy dreams. He said he loved me as he turned off the light and shut the door. I could barely hear him and Jeff talking. Peter asked Jeff if he thought I knew what was going on. I could barely make out the words, "NO WAY, SHE'D NEVER DO HALF THE STUFF SHE WAS DOING IF SHE KNEW WHO SHE WAS DOING IT WITH". I listened for about five minutes as the guys talked about me. Not one bad word was said, only about how hot I was and how lucky both of them were to have someone like me in their lives. I ate up all the sexy things I heard the two brothers say about me. I wasn't mad, I wasn't even as upset as I should have been. I just kept wondering about how far they would push this and how far I'd let it go. I didn't have an answer for either one of those questions.

I actually fell to sleep with a small smile on my face. The sexy things the guys said about me really made me feel good. I didn't even wake up when Peter slipped into bed with me. Tonight he didn't wake me up to fuck me. We both slept till about 8:30 in the morning. I actually missed my first class. We now had our routine pretty well established. We'd never talk about any sex that went on. We might talk about going out, dancing, getting drunk, things like that. Never did Peter or me bring up the subject of sex. We both didn't want the other to find out about what we were thinking. I had my reasons for keeping it to myself just as Peter did. For about three days nothing really happened. It was on a Friday that Jeff searched me out at school and said there was somebody he wanted me to meet. He brought over a guy named Steve. I had never seen him before but he was very cute and looked like he worked out a lot. I shook Steve's hand and told him it was nice to meet him. Then Steve spoke up and said he had heard so much about me from Jeff. Both guys sort of looked at each other and started to smile. Instantly it hit me, "THE PICTURES, THE NASTY SEX PICTURES JEFF HAD TAKEN OF ME AND PROMISED TO SHARE WITH HIS FRIENDS".

I knew for sure Steve had seen the pictures Jeff took of me. My face again either turned bright red or pale white. I couldn't think of a thing to say as Steve tried to make some small talk with me. I just barely shook my head. The guys finally said they had to go and I barely got the word "BYE" out of my mouth. I was shaking for the rest of the day. Jeff actually did what he said he was going to do. He showed those pictures to at least one of his friends if not maybe more. I was so embarrassed yet somehow I wondered to myself what Steve thought about me after he met me in person. Did he think I was cute, did he like my body? It was the only thing I could think about all during the rest of the school day and until I finally got home. That night as we ate dinner I found out the boys wanted to go out again. I instantly knew what that meant, I had to quickly decide if I wanted to go out or not. I knew if I was going to speak up I'd have to do it now. Just like every time before I didn't say a word. In two hours I'd be getting ready to go out with the guys. You can guess how messed up my mind was. I told myself until I stood up and told them I didn't want to go out, I'd play their game. I was trying to get myself to stop. I gave myself an ultimatum, either say NO MORE or if I went then I'd play the boy's game 100%. As much as I wanted to say something I did't. As we were getting into the car I sort of cussed at myself and softly whispered to myself, "OK, YOU ASKED FOR IT, THE BOYS WILL DEFINATELY HAVE A GOOD TIME TONIGHT AND YOU ONLY HAVE YOURSELF TO BLAME FOR IT". I kept telling myself I was going to punish myself in some way that would make me realize what I was allowing to happen was totally stupid and crazy. Deep down I was so excited about what would happen tonight I could feel myself getting totally wet down below. I knew right then I'd never stop Jeff or Steve, I had never felt so sexually excited in my entire life!

We got to the club and I started to drink right away. About an hour into the night I was surprised when Steve suddenly showed up at our table. Today was the first time I had ever met Steve but my boyfriend Peter seemed to know exactly who he was. Both Peter and Jeff invited Steve to join us at our table. I started to think about how Steve probably saw every little thing I did with Jeff about four nights ago. I drank and danced with all three guys many times over the next couple hours. Steve and Jeff danced with other girls too but they never brought any of them back to our table. Just like last week I'd go to the bathroom and secretly pour some of my drinks out. I didn't want to get too plastered but I wanted the guys to think I was. I was getting pretty good at pretending I was really drunk. I waited till about 11:30 then I went into my act. I could see Peter and Jeff shaking their heads up and down. I barely heard my boyfriend say "IT WON'T BE LONG NOW" to his brother. They bought me one more drink and I actually spilled the last third of it on purpose. The guys all laughed. What happened next would again surprise me and make me wonder what I should do. I watched my boyfriend and his brother talking softly back and forth to each other. I couldn't hear what they were saying because of the music. I watched as my boyfriend reached in his pocket and pulled out his car keys. Jeff took them then came over and said fairly loud, "I'll take her home then come back and get you. You stay here and have fun listening to the band since you like them so much". I knew Jeff was saying that outloud for my benefit only. The two brothers had planned this out perfectly and I knew exactly what they were up to.

I was helped up by Jeff and right then I knew Jeff would be taking back to our apartment and my boyfriend was going to stay here. I didn't know what was going to happen but I didn't even care anymore. I was very excited as Jeff helped me to the car and I tried my best to pretend I was pretty messed up. I was laughing as I fell up against the side of the car. Jeff helped me get into the car then drove me to our apartment. I let Jeff help me out then leaned on his shoulder as we walked into our apartment. I was guided to Jeff's room then just as if he was my real boyfriend Jeff started to kiss me as he unsnapped my dress. He laid me back on the bed then opened his dresser and pulled out that damn little digital camera. I was looking up at him as the first flash went off. I just let it happen. He would push my arms over my head and spread my legs out real wide. He'd call my name and when I'd look at him he'd snap my picture. He actually moved my finger down to my own pussy and got me wet enough that he could push my finger deep up inside me. Again he called my name and I'd open my eyes and smile as he took a picture. I could feel my own moisure start to run down my legs. I had never acted this nasty with anyone and I still couldn't beleive I was letting Jeff take nasty pictures of everything that I did for him. I just kept telling myself I deserved every little thing that was happening to me. I could feel how turned on all this was making me and for some unknown reason I actually was enjoying it! I think the smile on my face whenever I opened my eyes just about gave me away a few times.

I was so turned on by the time Jeff came up to the bed and started to kiss me. He had a huge smile on his face as he told me Steve just about paid him to let him come to the club tonight. I started to blush as Jeff told me Steve thought all the pictures he saw of me were better then any damn girlie magazine pictures that you could buy from the store. For a couple minutes Jeff kissed me and told me little things Steve said about my body. Jeff told me I had to be EXTRA sexy tonight because Steve would be waiting to see all the pictures he took of me tonight. He slowly pushed me back on the bed and had my legs spread out very wide. He told me not to move my sexy drunken body then just like that he disappearred for about one or two minutes. I heard him walking back into the room then instantly my body completely tensed up. Jeff said something like "LOOK HOW HOT SHE LOOKS LAYING THERE AS DRUNK AS SHE IS" then I heard another guys voice that I knew belonged to Steve. I again just laid there frozen like a deer in a car's bright headlights. Both guys started to laugh and talk about how hot my body was. My eyes were pinned shut and I couldn't have opened them if if I had wanted to. I was so scared yet I could feel my hot wet fluids pouring out of my body. I felt one guy sit on one side of the bed as the other guy sat down on my other side. Then of course things went crazy again. I felt lips on mine and opened my eyes just enough to see it was Jeff kissing me. Then four or five seconds later my body tensed up as there was movement between my legs then a tongue started to lick up and down my very wet pussy lips. I knew exactly who that had to be. I let out a loud gush of air right before Jeff covered my entire mouth by kissing me.

It took maybe 90 seconds for my body to shake to a very quick orgasm. I was thinking about EVERYTHING as my body shook. I could see the bright flash going off but I didn't know who had the camera or exactly what they were taking pictures of. My sex life was quickly going out of control. Both guys moved back from my body for maybe two minutes. I heard them whispering then Jeff said rather loudly "DON'T WORRY, SHE NEVER REMEMBERS ANYTHING IN THE MORNING AFTER SHE GETS THIS DRUNK. SHE'S THE PERFECT GIRLFRIEND JUST LIKE MY BROTHER IS THE PERFECT BROTHER". I again felt movement then a hand grabbed my hair and turned my head. Just like that a long stiff cock pushed into my brightly painted pink lips. At first I didn't dare open my eyes. When I finally did peek I knew instantly it was Steve that I was sucking off. I could heard Jeff tell Steve to turn my head a little to the right or left then the flash would go off. Jeff was saying how hot these photos would be tomorrow when he showed them off to everyone at lunch. Those words made me feel like I didn't have any control of my life anymore. I knew that the guys were now complete masters of everything that was happening in my life. It scared the hell out of me but excited me in ways I can't even describe. I didn't know what to think anymore so I didn't. I closed my eyes and never thought about anything except what was happening at that very moment.

I kept sucking on Steve's cock as my legs were lifted then just like that I was taking on two guys at once. I again didn't have to open my eyes to see the bright light that lit up the bedroom. The flash went off about every two or three seconds. I have no clue how many pictures they were taking but it was a lot. I laid there and did my part as both guys got exactly what they wanted out of me. My main concern right then was that they both still beleived I was too drunk to realize what was happening to me. Both of them were talking the entire time and they said a lot of nasty things but nothing that was BAD about me. I heard Steve tell me to start sucking harder on his cock so that none of his thick nector would be wasted. Maybe five seconds later the back of my throat was swimming in his thick nasty sperm. 

I swallowed quickly as the hot syrup slid down my throat. Once I drained every drop of cum from Steve's body he told Jeff to give him the camera and he stepped away and filmed Jeff as he fucked me. I felt my legs pressed back until my ankles were just about even with my ears. Jeff moved down and kissed me then really fucked me hard and deep for another two minutes. As he came inside me he told Steve I was one crazy girl. Jeff actually told his friend that I wasn't on the pill and that his brother had actually told him he needed to pull out and cum all over my body other he could get me knocked up. Jeff laughed as he said my tight sexy body felt way too good to pull out of. He was proud of the fact that he had filled my totally unprotected cunt with his baby making cum for going on three weeks now. He was laughing so loud as he said none of the other girls he had fucked would ever let him get away with that. He told Steve one way or another I was going to belong to him before all this was over. Those words brought me back to reality for about four or five minutes. Jeff was right, he had fucked me now for going on three weeks and each time he seeded my body with his nasty cum. I now sort of knew we both knew what would have to become of that. His seeding would have to develope fruit sooner or later. I couldn't think about that any longer. I quickly pushed those terrible thoughts right out of mind because they were too horrible to even think about. I made myself think of something else and that something else was the fantastic feeling the guys were giving me by using me however they both wanted.

The guys moved back and had me lay there with their sperm all over my body. I knew not to move because I really wanted them to beleive I was drunk out of my mind. It was my only defense mechanism and I needed to keep up that lie so that I wouldn't have to face any of the guys the next morning. I wanted them to think they were pulling a big one over on me. The guys went into the living room then after five minutes Jeff came back and helped me out of the bed. I didn't really open my eyes which made me seem like I really was drunk. He brought me into the living room then pushed me over the back of the couch. My head was pushed down and within seconds my legs were being pushed apart. I felt fingers running all around my pussy then I grunted as a hard cock pushed deep into my pussy from behind. I had hands on my hips pushing them forward and backward. After 30 seconds a hand reached down and yanked my hair back. My eyes opened up just as the flash went off. There in front of me was Jeff and he was taking pictures of his friend fucking me very hard from behind. Jeff started to laugh as he told Steve to keep my head pulled back because it made me keep my eyes open. I had a far off look in my eyes, not from being drunk but from knowing I wasn't going to stop any of this from happening. This was unlike anything I had ever let happen to me ever and I had to let it keep going, I just had to!

For 20 second I watched as Jeff took about 20 pictures of me and his friend fucking. I started to grunt out loud as Steve fucked into me with all his might. One of his hands held my head back with my hair and his other hand pushed and pulled my hips forward and backwards. I had never been fucked this roughly in my entire life. I was moaning even louder as our fuck became a fast grinding movement that Jeff was capturing on his camera. Steve started to talk nasty to me then he yelled at me to take my hand and started making my hot little clit feel better. I didn't move my hands at all until Steve just about twisted my head completely backwards. Steve yelled at me he didn't care how drunk I was, he'd pull my hair right out of my head if I didn't start putting out like he knew I could. I felt a hard slap on my ass that stung like the dickens. He again yelled out really loud and I suddenly wondered if our neighbors might be able to hear him. He told me to get my ass moving and to get my hand between my legs. When he again yelled very loud I knew someone either above us or beside us was bound to hear him. I closed my eyes tighter and started to move my ass forward and backwards. Jeff yelled out, "YEA, THAT GOT HER GOING, KEEP IT UP STEVE, THESE PICTURES WILL BE GREAT"!




Boyfriend's Birthday Present



I was 19 dating a really nice guy, not the best looking guy in the world; but he was a nice looking guy and treated me good. We had a small group of friends that we always hung out with. We had a great sex life also, even if he was a bit more willing to try different things in the bedroom than I was.

One night after sex we were talking and he told me that his biggest fantasy was to be with two girls together and watch them fuck each other. I was shocked; I had never heard a guy say that he really wanted to see that. Well we didn't talk about it again after that night. Several months later I asked him what he wanted for his birthday. He told me he wanted to see me with another girl. "Your crazy" I said shocked "I'M not into girls." He laughed and said "please babe, for me? Try it one time, please if you don't like it I wont bring it up ever again" I kept saying no, he kept pleading. I have to admit though the thought was running through my mind like a stuck record and the more I thought about it the less repulsed by the idea I became.

Well I made up my mind; I was going to try it one time for him. But I decided not to tell him of my decision. Now there was only one problem, I only knew one girl who was bi, and there was no way I could ask her. Especially after I had turned down her advances a few years back. Just about two years prior to all this, I was at a high school football game with my best friend Vonnie. I knew she was bi at the time, but what I didn't know was that she wanted more from me than just friendship. She let me know by kissing me under the bleachers at the game. I turned her down saying thanks but no thanks. So there was no way I was going to go crawling back to her two years later and ask her to help me.

On a night out with Vonnie I met the girl that would soon become my first female lover. Although I didn't know it at the time. Her name was Marley, and she was a nice looking feisty redhead. She was about 5'5 around 135 lbs. With large breasts, (I never bothered to get her measurements). Anyway Marley came over to the table where Vonnie and I were sitting and was speaking to Vonnie. Then Vonnie introduced us and Marley sat down and had some drinks with us. At the end of the night I was leaving with Vonnie when Marley stopped me for a few minutes. "Hey Laura, wait up a sec would ya?" I stopped and turned around and waited while Marley caught up. She asked me if she could call me sometime and maybe she and I could hang out some. Well I had no problem with that, she was nice enough and I could always use a new friend. So I gave her my number and left. The next afternoon Marley called wanting to know if I wanted to go to the movies with her. "Yea sounds like fun, what are you going to see?" I asked. She replied "oh I don't know, we can figure that out when we get there" Well after that afternoon trip to the movies Marley and I became friends and hung out a good bit. 

Finally one day I told her what Ethan (my boyfriend) wanted for his birthday. She grinned and her eyes just lit up, "you know I can help you with that, I mean if you really think you want to do it" Hesitantly I replied "oh I don't know if I could really do that or not" Well we talked about it for awhile and she said that she had thought that I was bi when we first met. The more we talked the more curious I got about being with a woman, that's when she leaned over and kissed me very gently. I started to protest but the kiss was so soft and sweet that I found myself responding to her kiss.

She took me by the hand and led me to her room; she had a video camera on a tripod set up in her room. She told me that we were going to give Ethan what he wanted. But we were going to tape our first time and give him the tape and if he wanted more and I agreed he could have a live show. She set up the camera up and adjusted it to cover the bed. She again took me by the hand and led me to the bed. She sat me down on the bed and began to strip for me. Once she was naked she began to undo my clothes, starting with my shirt. She sat down on the bed next to me once she had me nude and started kissing me. As we were kissing her hand was caressing my breast. Her every touch was sending electric shocks through out my entire body. She slowly began kissing my neck then down to my breast. I gasped when she took a nipple in her mouth and rolled her tongue around it.

I had never felt so good having my nipples sucked. After she got one nipple hard she started working on the other. Gently sucking and licking my sensitive nipple. While she was doing this her hand had slid down to my mound. I spread my legs to give her access to my pussy; which was getting wetter by the minute. She rubbed the outside of my swelling sex; the she laid me back on the bed and kissed her way down my body. I moaned when I felt her tongue run across my pussy lips. She started licking just the outside of my lips then just up and down the slit, but not delving into it. After a few minutes of this she spread my lips and started licking inside my pussy for the first time. Looking up at me and smiling she purred "mmmmmm girl you taste soooo good" She started barely licking my ever hardening clit. It felt so good; I could not believe the difference between her eating me; and Ethan eating me. She was so attentive and seemed to know all the right spots. I knew I was getting close to cumming I could feel it building. All of a sudden Marley flipped around and puts her puss right in my face. I was unsure of what to do where to start. So I just reached up grabbed her butt and pulled her down and spread her pussy lips and started licking. After a few minutes I found her clit and started sucking on it. This brought an appreciative moan from Marley. Meanwhile I was getting closer by the second to my orgasm. I felt Marley slide a finger into my wet, hot, wanting love box. She started pumping me, which caused me to arch my back and hips. Soon she had slid another finger into me and was pumping harder and faster with each stroke. When she bit down hard on my clit I felt my orgasm roar through me like a runaway freight train.

I had never felt such an orgasm in my life; I had never been a screamer in bed but that night I screamed like it was my last night alive. It wasn't long before Marley came. When she came she covered my face with sweet sticky cum it was wonderful. Marley came up and kissed me and we lay side by side recovering. After a few minutes Marley stopped recording and gave me the tape. I showered and went home and called Ethan. I told him that I had his birthday present, and would give it to him the next night after dinner. The next night after we had dinner we went to his place and I put the tape in the VCR. When the tape came on he saw Marley stripping then saw her and I having sex. He said nothing throughout the whole tape, when it was over he kissed me and said when can I see this live? I laughed and told him id call Marley tomorrow.