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I learned my lesson about sleepin on the sexual skills of big women. Damn. I was studying with Ashley, one of my classmates in my student apartment one night. She was 5’6”, wore light brown contacts, kept her hair done, had 40 D breasts and thick thighs. It was getting late. She wouldn’t be able to make it back to her dorm before she was locked out. So I told her she could spend the night. We continued to study until around midnight and took a break.

“I need to get comfortable. You mind if I change?” she asked.

“Sure” I replied. She went into the bathroom to take off her shirt and skirt. Ashley came back out and sat back beside me in the bed.


“Is this distracting you?”

“Nah, you good.”


I tried to study but I kept glancing over at her. I usually didn’t go for big women but damn, she was looking good as fuck. I got hard and continued to try to study. She seemed to notice it because she began to scoot closer.

“Mike, have you found out the answer to number three yet?” she said with a flirtatious tone.


“The Executive Branch.” I replied.



“Excuse me for a minute real quick. Let me get comfortable.”



She nodded and waited as I went to the bathroom and took off my shirt. I came back out, laid on the bed and continued to study. Ashley soon laid her head on my stomach. I looked down to try to control myself. She grinned seductively and went back to studying. Two minutes later, I heard her breathing heavier than usual. She had slid her panties to the side and states to rub her, beautiful, swollen clit. My mouth watered at the sight. I tried to gain composure but she took her pussy-coated fingers and stuck them in my mouth. Damn she tasted good as fuck.



“Shit….Let me get another taste.” I requested.



She ignored me and began to unzip my pants as she rubbed herself faster. She soon slid my member into her waiting mouth and began to bob up and down on it quickly, while inserting two fingers from her free hand into her drippin, wet pussy. I moaned and began to thrust deep in her mouth trying to touch her tonsils. Ashley slid down, deepthroating me damn near to my balls and massaged the shaft with her mouth and tongue.



“She ain’t got no gag reflex,” I thought to myself.



She looked up and continued to suck as she stuck her fingers deep inside her twat. Her moans on my rod increased the sensation. I reached out to grab one of her breasts to massage it but she quickly pushed my hand away.



“SHIT,” I mumbled to myself.
I held her head closer as her tongue continued to massage me to near orgasm. I began to shake. She pulled up and went back to studying.



“Break time is over,” she giggled.



“I got a way to make this more interesting. I’ll sit this fat ass pussy on you and ask questions. Each question you get right, I’ll ride you.”



“And if you’re wrong?” I asked.



“Then you’ll get to fuck me and I can’t tell you to stop,” she cooed as she licked her lips.



We agreed to the terms and she her wet pussy down on me. It gripped me and held tight. I started to thrust in her, holding her hips.



“MMMMMMMMMM…..SHITTTTTT……WE……HAVEN’T……..STARTED….YET…STOP….MMMM.” I stopped and our little game started.



“Who was the commander-in-chief in the American Revolutionary War?”



“George Washington,”



She began to ride slowly, letting some of her pent up sexual tension go.



“MMMMMM….I CAN RIDE YOU ALL NIGHT…” She continued to ride and began to rub her nipples.



“Who was the second president of the United States?”



“John Adams.” She moaned as she came a little, coating my rod with her sweet juices.



“Which John?”



“Quincy.”




“Wrong, John Quincy was the son.” I grabbed her hips and began to pound deeply and roughly into her pussy.



The sounds of her wetness made me even hornier.



“OOOHHHHHH……SHIT…….PLEASE…..MMMMM….OOHHH…FUCK…MEEEEEEE,” she screamed.



I leaned forward to suck on her taut, chocolate nipples. She closed he eyes and moaned. Two minutes later I stopped to try to answer more questions but the pussy was too good.



“Fuck this studying bullshit,” I said.



“You want this don’t you?”



“Hell yeah.”



“Tear this pussy up then baby, please!”



We dropped our books and went back to fuckin. I pulled her closer so I could suck on her nipples again while I thrust deep inside her and smack her ass.



“HARDER……MMMMMM……PLEASE……”



I smacked her ass again and fucked harder which made her pussy wetter. Each time I thrust in and came out, drops of her juices would come down.



“Fuck this shit. I got you boo. You don’t think big girls got skills do you?”



“The question is, do you?” I asked, licking my lips at her.



Let me show you.”



Ashley got up, turned around, slid down on my dick backwards and began to ride. Shit she was good.



“MMMMM……YOU LOVE THIS PUSSY….YOU LOVE THIS PUSSYYY….TAKE THS PUSSY,” she moaned as she continued to bounce up and down, givin us both pleasure.



I pulled her hair and began to thrust into her as she came down. The smell of sex filled the air and her moans made me want to fuck her even harder.



“FUCK ME……FUCK ME….DAMN IT,” Ashley bounced harder and faster loosing control. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head in ecstasy as her body became overloaded with sensations by my thrusting and her bouncing.



“OOOHHHHHH SHITTTTTTTTTT,” she screamed as she came, tightening up on me.



She got up and laid flat on her stomach trying to catch her breath. I got up, positioned her, opened her pink pussy lips and slide in inch-by-inch teasingly.


“MMMMMMMM……I CAN’T TAKE IT.”



“YOU GONE TAKE IT BITCH.”



“OOOOHHHHHHHHH……MMMM….I CAN’T……..FUCK ME.”



You think I gave a fuck? Naw. My teasing became ramming.



“Go ahead and rest,” I moaned as I continued to slide in and out of her twat, increasing speed and strength with each thrust.



“MMMMMMM……..I’M CUMMIN…..AGAIN…..LET ME TASTE YOU…..” I pulled out. She quickly turned around so I could cum in her mouth. Ashley continued to suck me as I shook.



“IMMA SUCK YOU TILL YOU PASS OUT,” she cooed as she continued to deep-throat me.



I leaned forward to rest my head on her ass and finger her pussy while she continued her sweet torture. Five minutes later, we both came and damn near collapsed on the bed. We were exhausted from all the fuckin. Around 1:30 in the morning, my eyes closed. While I was asleep, I felt wet pussy lips on my dick. She began to ride harder and faster, while rubbing her breasts.. Her pussy felt good. I tried to act like I was still asleep but I just couldn’t take it anymore. I got her off of me, laid her down spread eagle and started to tease her clit.



“MMMMMMMM……S-S-S-STOP TEASIN.” She tried to pull me in but I pulled back and continued to tease.



I then thought of a way that would send her over the edge. I slid in deep, ramming into her fast.



“MMIIKKKKKKKEEEEE…….SHIT……..I’M…CUMMIN,” she moaned. I pulled out and stopped cold.



“FUCK ME BABY PLEASE,” she whimpered. I stood here looking at her.



“FUCK THIS, I GOIN TO THE SHOWER,” she pouted.



“PERFECT,” I thought to myself in the back of my mind.



I could get her right where I want her. She bent over to get her panties. I came behind her and slid my tongue in her pussy. She grabbed the dresser and held on as I continued tongue fuck her sweet goodness. She moaned loudly and rubbed her clit while bouncing on my face. I stopped and came up for air. I grabbed her panties and inhaled her sweet scent.


“Go on to the shower. I’ll be here.” She went to the bathroom and I followed behind.



“I thought you were stayin.”



“I’m just goin to the bathroom. A brother can use his own bathroom can’t he?”



“It’s your bathroom baby.”



She pulled the shower curtain open and reached to turn the shower on. I positioned myself behind her again and slid back in. I knew it was her favorite position because she started to shake and bit her lip. I reached over to rub her clit, caressing it as I thrust in and out of her pussy. She moaned in delight.



“SHITTTTTTTT…..THAT….FEEELSSSS…..GOOODDD…HARDER…..FUCK MEEEEE.”



With each stroke, I rubbed slightly faster, feeling it stick out further, hearing her moans, feeling her pussy tighten. Ashley bent over further, placing her hands on the tub allowing me to go deep enough to touch her walls.



“MMIIKKEEEEEE….YESSSSS……HARDER…..HARDER,” she squealed as she threw it back at me. I stopped before I came.



“Aight, start the shower.”



“You’re not getting in?”



“Hell yea I’m getting in.”



Ashley ran the shower and got in. I soon followed, came behind and slid two fingers into her pussy as she let the water caress her. She began to gyrate on my fingers like she was ridin me. I turned her around, placed her against the wall and lifted her left leg. I entered her once more. She scratched my back ad she moaned. I started to thrust harder and deeper, tryin to feel her completely.



“FUUUCKKKKKK…….ME,” she yelled as I continued to ram in her pussy.



She began to tighten her pussy in an attempt to drain me first but it didn’t work. I leaned forward to bit her neck. This drove her crazy. She began to bounce up and down madly, moaning and mumbling in tongues.



“OOOOHHHH……MIKE……OH MY GOD……OH MY GOD….I’M GONNNA….CUMMMMMM.”



She came hard. Her pussy gripped tighter, milkin me. I finally got close to orgasm. She dropped to her knees to swallow me then sat back recovering while I was in her mouth. We remained in that position for about five minutes. We showered then got out. Not a lot of studying went on. In fact we fucked the whole weekend. On top of that, right after we too our test, we went back to the dorm and fucked again. The lesson learned was: Just because she’s a big chick doesn’t mean that she can’t fuck and I have never doubt a big girl anymore.


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People are creatures of habit. If you watch someone long enough, you will discover the routines that they are trapped within and you can time some of their actions like clockwork. Case in point. At 5:36pm, Cocoa’s car zips around the corner and proceeds to the end of the cul-de-sac where I am parked patiently waiting for her. Cocoa is always home at 5:30pm after work, give or take ten minutes.

I get out of my car and proceed to her front door as she pulls into the driveway. She gets out of her car looking at me with a mischievous expression on her face. I know that she is somewhat irritated that I popped by unannounced, but I also know that she is turned on by the fact that I would sit parked outside of her house waiting for her to get home.

“I want you to know, if anyone other than you came over here with this… unannounced shit…a sista would be going off right about now!” Cocoa barked at me still smiling.

“I’m just feeling a little…grimy…today dear. I won’t be long,” I responded matter of fact not apologizing for my actions.

Cocoa’s smile gets broader as she heard my comment and saw that I had that…look…in my eye. It’s a look that she is all to familiar with. A look that says that I want to do something dirty. Outside the norm. Something only two conspirators who have pledged to each other to ride or die could talk about. “I’m just sayin‘…what if I just popped up on you?”

“I would either open the door or I wouldn’t,” I replied grasping her elbow and escorting her to the front door.

“Haaaaa…” she protests feebly as I get a step behind her so that I can look at her ass in the long, black, straight skirt that she is wearing. “Don’t…be makin‘…a habit…of this mister!” she tells me giggling a bit looking over her shoulder at me.

I don’t comment and we walk into her house with me closing the door behind us. It’s uncharacteristically quiet because her sister has not arrived home from work yet with her son and Cocoa’s daughter. Being the creature of habit that she is, Cocoa’s sister normally does not make it home until a little after 6:30pm.

We proceed to the basement which is Cocoa’s area of the house and I lay back on her bed and watch her undress to get into something more comfortable. She turns back to me and slowly peels off her long skirt. She makes a show of it. Jiggling her ass and bending at the knees. She knows that shit makes my dick hard. She then removed her panty hose, making even more exaggerated ass movements. I silently unbutton and unziped my pants and pull my dick out. She then slowly peels off her underwear and before they could hit the floor I got off her bed hugging her waist and sliding my dick under her ass and between her thighs.

“Ugggghhhhhhh….” she moans dropping her head back on my shoulder squeezing my hard dick between her legs longing for me to stick it in her. “Let…me…freshin’ up a bit…sweetie...” she moans as I pick her up by the waist and shuffle carrying her into the bathroom.

“You don’t need to freshin’ up for what I want,” I reply sitting her on the toilet. “Me freshing up…is not for you... I know what you want…” she replied staring at my hard dick which was inches from her lips. She did what I expected, and sucked Sergio furiously, trying to take my orgasm from me quickly. I let her suck it for a bit and then discreetly looked at my watch to note the time. 5:51pm. I pushed her back forcefully against the toilet and began to take off my pants.

“Baaaaaaaaaby! We don’t have time for all of that!” Cocoa exclaimed alarmed. I ignored her. I took off my shoes and pants and then pulled her off the toilet taking her place sitting on it with my legs spread. Cocoa tried to get on her knees to suck it again, but I stopped her, spinning her around so that her butt was facing me.

“Baaaaaaaby! Just let me suck it! We don’t have time for that! What time is it anyway?”

She gets frustrated as I continue to ignore her and clasp her biceps, forcefully pulling her down and impaling her on my dick. “Baaaaby…” her protests become feeble as I hold her waist with both hands and coax her to bounce on my dick.

All of her protests soon stopped and I continued to let her ride me until I felt her wetness get creamy which signals that she had an orgasm. I discreetly glance at my watch again. 6:06pm. I stood up, carrying Cocoa to her feet as well. “I’ve had enough of this sweet shit!” I thought. It was time to get physical.

“Baby! Now that’s enough!” Cocoa cried trying to run knowing that I wanted to pound it. I continued to ignore her locking her arms again above the elbow and forcing her to bend over.

Loud slaps bounced around the perimeter of Cocoa’s small bathroom as I repeatedly slammed the lower half of my two hundred and twenty pound frame mercilessly into her body.

“Slap…slap…slap…baby…slap...please…slap…I…slap…slap…slap…slap…slap…I’m cuming…slap…slap…I’m cuming…slap…slap…I’m cuming… baby…slap…slap…slap… slap!”

I pull out of her, giving her a brief respite and push her out of the bathroom into her bedroom. “Get on the floor!” I demand and Cocoa lays down on the cool tile floor obediently now oblivious to the time. I mount her, pinning her arms to her sides and pound her into the hard floor. “Ahhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaaa!” Cocoa screams in pleasure.

“Ahhhhhhh yeaaaaaa! Ahhhhhhh yeaaaaaaa baby! Ahhhhhh yeaaaaaa!” After going caveman on her for a bit, I glance at Cocoa’s alarm clock and see that it is now 6:11pm and I decide that it’s time to get my nut. I tilt my body to the left, carrying Cocoa’s body with me and palm her right ass cheek with my right hand. I tilt my body to the right, carrying Cocoa’s body with me and palm Cocoa’s left ass cheek with my left hand. With a strangle hold on her ass, I then pump and grind with wild abandon focusing only on my pleasure.

Cocoa watches my intensity wide eyed. “Damn baby! Damn! Ohhhh damn! Fuck it! Fuck this pussy baby! Fuck…it! Damn!” as I stick and move getting all parts of her pussy.

I grind deep, throwing all my hips into her and fill the pussy up with three days of backed up cum. “Sssssssshaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” is the only utterance that I make as I give it up.

“Ahhhhhh yeaaaaaaa! Ahhhhhhh…yes…baby! Yes!, Cocoa screams with me in unison. I release, and disengage from her like nothing happened and begin to put my pants back on. I glance at my watch. 6:17pm. Cocoa sits on the floor and catches her breath. She pushes a lock of hair away from her face and looks at me with a slight smile on her face. I pause and stare at her. I love that look in a woman’s eyes. It’s the glazed eyed look of a woman who has cum more times than she can count.

Cocoa glances over at her alarm clock as I begin to put my shoes on and explodes… leaping off the floor. “Shiiiiiiiiiiit! Euftis! Shit!”

I get up to leave and Cocoa takes two steps towards me and then stops and looks down because now that her center of gravity has changed, my pent up semen begins to run down her legs.

“Shit! Euftis!” she exclaims again and runs to the bathroom not noticing the drops of cum on the tile floor that follow her like a path of bread crumbs. Her room smells like Budussy (booty, dick and pussy), her mouth and pussy has the taste of my semen, my cum is running from between her legs staining the floor, and her skin is mixed with my heat and hers. My job here is done. I walk up the steps, leave her house (not bothering to lock the door), and get in my car.

At 6:23pm halfway down the cul-de-sac a red Explorer turns onto Cocoa’s street. Our vehicles head towards each other and for several seconds we can look into each others cars as we pass. I glance over at Cocoa’s man nonchalantly without showing a hint of recognition. “Sup?“, I nonverbally say to him quickly lifting my chin. He stares at me curiously, wondering who the hell I am and why I am looking at him.

As I said before, people are creatures of habit. Cocoa’s man is usually at her house by 6:20pm. Luckily, he ran a little late today. “I cut it real close this time,” I thought watching Jerome pull into Cocoa‘s driveway in my rear view mirror. I told Cocoa that I was feeling grimy. Too bad I failed to mention that it was my intention to make her a victim of one of our secret games. I idly wonder as I turn off Cocoa’s street how she will explain herself…this time.

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My wife Karen and I have been married for 9 years, and have three kids. Karen is a short 5'1; slim, has an attractive face, short brunette hair, and smallish tits with magnificent large, puffy nipples. She’s fairly reserved, especially about sex. It’s not that Karen doesn’t enjoy it, she does, she’s just not comfortable talking about it. She claims to have no sexual fantasies, and outside of breathing heavily, makes little sound while we’re having sex, which is maybe once or twice a month since the kids came. Keeping these facts in mind, consider what happened to us last Friday night.

My longtime best friend Kirk stopped over for a few days on his way to California. Karen and I decided to send the kids to the grandparents Friday night, mix up some margaritas poolside, and catch up on old times with our friend. We got into our swimsuits, put on some music, and cranked up the blender.

Within a couple hours, Karen was feeling no pain (read that ‘getting pretty drunk’), and suddenly announced we were doing shots (this from someone who has maybe one glass of wine every two months). She cut up some limes, grabbed the salt, and brought out the Patron Silver. Somewhere around the fifth or sixth shot I wasn’t surprised to catch Kirk staring at Karen’s tits straining against her thin bikini top - they were hard to miss. What I was surprised by was the fact it really turned me on. I had never given anything like that a thought.

Wanting to explore these feelings, I suggested we do some body shots, much to Kirk’s delight, but not so much Karen’s. Even hammered, it took some cajoling to get her to lay down on the table, but it quickly became obvious she seriously enjoyed Kirk slurping tequila from her navel - her face flushed bright red, and her nipples threatened to pop her top. When Kirk excused himself to go take a leak, it was my turn. As I leaned down for the drink, I slipped a couple fingers past her bikini bottom, and into what felt like warm pudding. Even aroused, it always takes a healthy dollop of KY to penetrate Karen, and I was floored (and stimulated) by how incredibly turned-on she was. Before I could say a word, Kirk was coming through the door and I quickly pulled out my fingers, but clearly not fast enough, judging by the open-mouthed expression on Kirk’s face. After a second of silence, Karen burst out laughing. All I could think to say was “I was looking for my car keys,” (a pretty good adlib, considering my state at the time). Kirk’s reply was, “Thanks for torturing me, I haven’t even seen one of those for over four years” (since his divorce). We all laughed, but it was a little uncomfortable, to say the least. At that point I had to slip away to the bathroom myself, not only to take a leak, but to wait for my erection to subside. It took awhile as I couldn’t quit thinking of how horny Karen was, and what kind of fun we were going to have later. I also couldn’t stop thinking of Kirk seeing Karen’s snatch, and again, this thought excited me to no end. I forced myself to quit thinking about it so I could get back.

Back on the patio I found Kirk sitting at the table watching Karen snore in a drunken sleep. I couldn’t help but feel disappointed that my fantasized sex-fest probably wasn’t going to happen. I slipped a lounge pillow under Karen’s head and sat down and chatted with my friend. I was still embarrassed and apologized to Kirk for making him feel uncomfortable by what he’d seen. He laughed and replied that it was the “closest thing to sex” he’d experienced in years, then added, “And if you cover that, I swear I’ll kill you.” It took me a second to figure out what he was talking about until I followed his gaze to Karen’s crotch in front of him, and the fuzzy, plump labia protruding from the edge of her bikini. Evidently her suit caught in her crack when I pulled my fingers out - it had been staring Kirk in the face from about a foot away. I jumped up to cover her, but again felt the thrill of my wife’s sexuality on display, and changed my mind. “Hell, it’s not like I get to see it that often either,” I said as I sat back down. Kirk gave me the thumbs up, and for the next hour we drank and traded stories of sexual frustration while staring at my shy wife’s cunt.

After another hour and too many drinks we were both sitting there in a quiet stupor. Watching Kirk staring at Karen’s crotch, there was no doubt he was thinking the same thing I was. I suddenly decided to do what I had been sitting there fantasizing about: I reached over and picked up the knife we were cutting limes with and carefully cut the strap on Karen’s top, freeing her jutting nipples. Kirk sat up, eyes the size of saucers. I then reached down and cut the side straps on her bikini bottom and peeled down the piece of fabric, exposing what at that moment was the most beautiful cunt I’d ever laid eyes on, even if I had seen it a thousand times before. I took my chair and admired my handiwork. We both sat there without saying a word for probably 20 minutes, staring at my wife’s beautiful body, watching the rise and fall of her round belly and the gentle swaying of her fat, towering nipples. When he finally spoke, Kirk said, “Now, this is worse than torture.” That’s when I excused myself and went to bed. Yes, I really did.

I left because as I watched Kirk look upon my prim and proper wife’s naked body, I realized at that drunken moment that all I wanted was to watch him fuck her, and that wasn’t going to happen with me sitting there. Adding to this bizarre desire, was the knowledge that from childhood, Kirk always had the biggest dick of any of us guys, and the thought that it was mere inches from my wife’s naked cunt, excited me to no end. I was banking that my sexually frustrated and extremely drunk friend would be unable to resist the naked feast laying in front of him. As for my wife, I was too excited to even consider what her reaction might be if he did - I was pretty certain she was too drunk to wake up, let alone care, if he did actually touch her.

After taking a leak and setting the coffeemaker, I went into our bedroom and to the window. I pulled the curtain aside and peered out to patio. As my eyes adjusted, my heart jumped into my throat - not only was Kirk standing over my wife with his fingers in her snatch, but Karen had her legs open wide, and her right hand was rapidly pumping Kirk’s swaying fat cock. She was definitely awake, and apparently no less horny. As I watched the incredible scene unfolding not more than six feet in front of me, I couldn’t believe this woman was my wife - someone who’s idea of wild sex is leaving the lights on. Karen turned her head and pulled Kirk’s cock into her mouth. As I watched the same wife who hadn’t given me oral sex since our first child was born, sucking a man’s cock like a whore possessed, I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy. After a minute or two, Kirk pulled away and climbed onto the table, turning Karen over onto her hand and knees, then moving behind her where he slowly pressed the bulbous head of his penis into that familiar place I knew so well. Karen let out a gasp as he worked it into her.

My thoughts at that point were so surreal: Three times I had deposited my seed in that place and three times I had celebrated as I watched my children slide through those same swollen lips. Hell, just a few nights ago I was pumping that cunt as Karen quietly waited for me to finish, as usual. Now I was watching my best friend slide his fat penis into my quiet, reserved wife who was at this point grunting loud enough to wake the whole neighborhood. Unreal doesn’t begin to describe what I was witnessing.

As Kirk sunk to his balls into Karen, she shuddered and moaned, loudly begging him to fuck her (I’d never even heard her use the word before). I slid the window open a bit so I could hear the slurping sounds as Kirk pumped his cock in and out of her. Suddenly, his whole body stiffened and Karen’s legs started quivered uncontrollably, as he appeared to pump wave after wave of semen into her. After several minutes he pulled out, and I watched a thick rope of cum ooze from my wife’s slick, quivering snatch. My knees buckled and I sat down on the bed, trying to catch my breath.

As I pulled off my swimsuit to get into bed before my wife came in, I was surprised to find I had ejaculated without even touching myself - no wonder I couldn’t stand. I got beneath the covers just as Karen staggered through the door and into bed, obviously too drunk and exhausted to even think about showering. For a few minutes she lay still beside me, and I assumed she had fallen asleep. A heavy smell of sex filled the air as I tried to process what the hell had just happened. I was contemplating slipping into the bathroom to relieve myself (again?) and clean up when I felt a hand slide across my stomach, down to my sticky crotch, and grasp my gooey, erect member.

Neither of us said anything as Karen slowly pumped my cock. She then leaned over and reeking of booze, whispered in my ear, “Baby, I hope you have more where that came from.” She straddled me and guided my throbbing cock into her slimy heat. I lasted all of about a minute before the incredible sensation of sliding in a hot cum-filled cunt triggered the longest, hardest orgasm I’ve ever experienced. Minutes late we were both fast asleep, at least until 5 AM when I awoke to Karen sucking my cock to erection, just before she slid on for another juicy ride - one of six (seven?) that weekend. I learned Saturday that it had been Karen who woke to find herself naked, and Kirk sitting beside her masturbating. It turns out it was quiet, shy, reserved Karen who grabbed my friend’s cock and started the whole thing - I would have never believed it.

To say that night altered Karen’s sexuality would be a huge understatement. While she enjoys fantasizing about it, so far we have not included anyone else in our lovemaking. We are, however, both very much looking forward to Kirk’s Next visit.

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I knocked on Lenorah’s door wondering what sight I would be greeted with this time. She put the V in voluptuous and I couldn’t wait to see how she had adorned her 44-28-50 frame on this evening. For those of you who think fine women only wear a size five I beg to differ.

Lenorah had a flighty personality. She was the type of female who was always looking for something new and exciting to do and she would often leave town at the last minute for a trip to the West Indies or a gig with her band. She continually pressed me for a committed relationship but what she really wanted was a man who would meet her every whim when she decided that she wanted to be in town. I didn’t play that shit but I strung her along just enough so that I could hit it. I know it was wrong but it was a lust thing and I had to have what she had to offer.

Lenorah opened her door and Sergio immediately got hard as he always did in her presence. She wore a frilly white blouse with a plunging v-cut neckline and skintight pocket less jeans that laced in the front and back. “Damn!”, I exclaimed appreciatively looking at her coke bottle shape as I walked in and closed her door.

“Hey honey…”, Lenorah said smiling as she clasped her arms around my neck and gave me a light kiss with her thick dick sucking lips.

“You know I need more than just a peck baby.”, I told her as I stuck my hand down the back of her pants and squeezed her ass as I commenced to slob her down.

After several minutes she leaned away from me smiling. “Honey…your thang is hard. All you have to do is look at me…don’t you?”, she asked in genuine amusement.

“And you know this!”, I purred turning her around and pushing her onto her knees on her couch.

“Hoooooney! We can do this when we get back from dinner.”, she protested feebly. “You should have had your clothes on when I got here. You knew I was gonna want to hit this before we left.”

She laughed. My clothes are on…my pants are just untied. I wanted you to do it for me when you got here. Uhhhhhhh…ohhhh honey you know I like that.”, she moaned as my tongue ran up the crack of her ass. Licking her phat ass was her weakness as well as mine and she gave it up with a quickness whenever I did it.

I got to business and spread her ass so that I could twirl my tongue around her anus. “Ohhhhhhhh hooooooney! All you have to do to have sex with me is lick my ass.” “I’m just gonna hit it a little bit and then we are going to go out baby.” “Okay…”

“Just lick…mmmpfffhhhh….your ass a little bit.” “Okay…”

“mmmmppfhhhh….and fuck you doggy style a bit. And then we’ll go to dinner.”

“Okay…baby…uhhhhhhhh….” I kept Lenorah on her knees for another thirty minutes while I alternated from rimming her and fucking her from behind. After savoring my sexual appetizer I let her up looking forward to finishing her off when we got back.

“Honey…now I need to wash up because you got me all wet.”

“Do that then. And change your outfit. I want to see you in a dress and I got a little surprise for you.”

“Okay honey. What do you want me to wear?”

“Put on that long black dress and some heels.”

“If I put some heels on I’ll be taller than you. Will you have a problem with that?”

“I want to see your sexy ass in some heels. I don’t have a problem if your taller than me. You won’t be when I put you on your knees when we get back.”

“Honey….you so nasty!”, she replied laughing.

Lenorah went to the bathroom, washed up ,put on lipstick, changed her panties and put on her long black dress. She walked back into the living room carrying her heels.

“Is this what you wanted to see me in honey?”, she asked me seductively.

The dress I asked her to wear hugged each and every curve on her luscious body and I was very appreciative. She sat down on the couch and began to put on her shoes when I stopped her. “Take off your panties honey. Here is your surprise.”, I said as I pulled out a purple thong with a built in vibrator.

Lenorah looked at it confused not understanding why I wanted her to wear it.

“The thong I have on is nicer than that one honey.”, she said standing up, turning around and pulling the back of her dress up so that I could see her cheetah print thong. “Damn baby!”, I exclaimed looking at her pretty ass.

“You…are…fucking with me.

“No I’m not.”, Lenorah laughed mischievously.

“Ohhhh…yes you are. And if you don’t stop I will have to take that dress off. Put this on. It has a built in vibrator.” Honey you are so nasty.”, Lenorah laughed as her eyes lit up. She daintily peeled off her underwear and put on the purple thong with a built in vibrator right over the clit. She put on the thong and began to pull her dress down when I hit the on switch on the remote control for the vibrator. Lenorah’s body tensed up and she sucked in her breath. I left the vibrator on until she squeezed her legs together in pleasure throwing her head back.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh hooooooney…”, that feels so good.

“Just giving you a taste of what’s in store for tonight babe.”, I commented as I stepped into her space and ran my tongue across her lips. “Let’s go!”, I said with finality as I pushed her forward in the small of her back so I could watch her big ass move as we walked out the door.

**********

We went to Beluga’s, a Sushi and Asian-Western fusion restaurant in the Hyatt Park section of Cincinnati. As we entered the trendy restaurant thumping bass from the DJspun dance tunes as televisions showing lingerie-clad models waltzing down the catwalk flashed in the various rooms. The Asian hostess looked up and raised her eyebrow when she saw me. I had been there two weeks earlier with Gaea and I guess she was surprised to see me with another woman. I tensed up for a minute, thinking that she would playa hate and say something to give me away. She didn’t though and led us to our table. I let Lenorah get ahead of me so I could watch her nice hips sway as she walked and discreetly reached in my pocket and hit the on switch on the remote controlled vibrator. Lenorah stumbled a bit as the vibrations hit her clit and looked back at me with eyes beseeching me to turn it off.

I gave her some respite and turned it off so that she could make it to the table. “Honey….this is so erotic.”, she said. “I always wanted to do something like this.” I smiled in reply and we each looked over our menus to determine what we wanted to eat. After about ten minutes the waiter came to the table and asked for our drink order. I told him that we were ready to order dinner and he pulled out his pad and took our order. Lenorah decided to change her mind on her order and told me to go first. I ordered some Ebi, Hanachi, and my favorite, Anago. The waiter then turned to Lenorah, and as she opened her mouth I hit the on switch of the vibrator again. She gripped a handful of tablecloth in her hand and sucked in her breath. The waiter looked at her with raised eyebrows but said nothing. Lenorah composed herself the best she could and ordered a steak in a wispy voice as her eyes fluttered. The waiter stared at her with a nervous smile on his face not comprehending what was going on.

He completed taking her order and as his back turned to us I pumped up the vibration on the toy to maximum. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”, Lenorah moaned as she licked her licks savoring the feeling and rested her head on the table clawing at the tablecloth. I left the toy on deliciously torturing her for another several minutes before turning it off.

“ Ahhhhhh…..honey that feels good.”, Lenorah purred. “I’ve missed you honey. You got me addicted to you.”

“I’m addicted to you to baby.”, I replied.

“You just miss the sex.”, Lenorah replied with a sour expression on her face. “No…..I miss you.”

“Really honey?”

“Yes.”, I said simply.

“Honey…I have been so lonely. “

“Then why haven’t you come to see me more often?” “I want to. I want to see you but I want to spend time with you. More than just sex. But that seems like all we do. Don’t get me wrong. I love it honey. I love it when we do things like this. But I just want to spend more simple time with you. Doing nothing. But you always seem so busy. I feel like you don’t have time for me. There are so many things going on with me know…like the band. I want to share all this excitement that has been going on with me with someone…”

“Someone?”, I replied with Lenorah missing the point that I was not really her problem.

“Did you hear what I said?”

“Yes I did Lenorah.”, I replied getting a bit irritated with the direction she was taking the conversation. “I don’t feel like we just have sex. But that’s how you see it.”

“Honey….”

“Baby….don’t start. Let’s just spend time together.” “Don’t close me out like that. Euftis…I miss you when you’re not around. But it’s hard to tell you. I want to be your baby, but I don’t feel you are receptive to that. I want a relationship with you. A real one. I want to be together but I am afraid that you will run again. So I try not to crowd you.”

“Lord why me?”, I thought to myself. My mind scrambled for the correct thing to say. I didn’t want Lenorah’s fine ass to get upset because I planned on fucking her ass….literally. I exhausted my list of responses and realized that there was only one thing that I could say that would shut her up and get me laid. But if I said it I would be breaking a major rule of The Mack Association (T.M.A.). I didn’t want to get points taken away from my T.M.A. card so I placed a sad look on my face and said nothing. Men…if you find you don’t know the correct thing to say to a woman just shut the fuck up. Nine times out of ten they will ramble away until they talk themselves out of the problem.

“Honey….see…your not saying anything. I am pouring my heart out to you. “I hear you sweetie.”, I said looking sadder and putting a dab of innocence into my expression.

“ Honey but you didn’t say anything. I want you to reply to what I said. Don‘t give me that innocent look like you haven‘t done anything!” “How am I supposed to reply? I miss you when you’re not around. I want to be with you. What more do you want me to say?”

“Reassure me that you won’t run away. Am I scaring you by saying all this?” “No baby. Don’t worry. I am not going to run.”, Lenorah really got on my last nerve with her two bit psycho analysis of me.

“How do I know that? Or are you just saying that?”

“You don’t know Lenorah. So what now?”

“See…don’t be getting smart with me while I am pouring my heart out to you!”

“Ohhhh good Lord!”, I thought. “Baby“. I answered. “I am being honest.”

“Honey….”

“Honey what?”, I answered fighting to keep the irritation I felt out of my voice.

”You just don’t seem receptive to me when I talk like this so I just keep things to myself. Maybe you don’t know how to respond to things like this but it gives me the impression that you don’t care.

“I do care for you sweetie.”, I replied as our waiter returned to the table with our food.

“I have a problem asking you for what I want from you don’t I? Then I complain later… don’t I?

“Yes.”

“Well…honey…help me!”

“I’m trying dear.”

“I told you I don’t know how to have a relationship. You think I’m kidding?”

“I see your not.”

“I told you before. I think you think I’m kidding or trying to get over or something. But I am for real. I have spent most of my time avoiding getting into a relationship.

“Awwwwwwww….”

“I am for real. So I need help.”

“Okay baby.”

“You don’t make it easy for me.”

“Stop complaining and let‘s work on it.”

“You sit back and just observe. Then I make all the mistakes and then you point fingers at me and tell me how bad I am.”

“Point fingers at you!”, I thought. “I’m just trying to get my fuck on! You’re the one complaining all the damn time!” “I won’t do that anymore sweetie.”

“Then I run, or just sit still and then we never grow. We should have been a lot further in our relationship by now.”

“Ohhhh good Lord if you were not such a good fuck I would not put up with all this damn drama!”, I thought. “Just stop complaining Lenorah.”

“Honey I hope you are really understanding what I am saying.”

“I am.”

“I am not complaining. I am communicating what I want.”

“Okay!”

“Seeeeee….you ain’t hearing me!”

“I do honey. You’ve repeated it several times.”

“Honey…you are a mess…. you ain’t taking me seriously. I am pouring my heart out to you all the time.”

“Baby I hear you.”, I replied resigned to saying the one little word that would shut her up and get me laid as well. “You know I love you Lenorah.”, I replied as if I made an unintentional slip. “I’m sorry if you don’t feel that I listen to you. I do. I have to work on the indicators that show you I am.” I had just broken a major rule of the T.M.A. , never tell them you love them to get some pussy. I had just lost fifty points on my T.M.A. card, if I lost ten more points my membership would be revoked. I glanced around discreetly to see if a T.M.A. member had heard my transgression. As luck would have it…I was the only T.M.A. member there. I felt bad for a second that I had betrayed a major rule of the T.M.A. But shit… Lenorah was fine as hell…and I wanted some. “You….love…me…honey?”, she asked as her huge eyes grew two times larger and fluttered like a hummingbirds wings.

“What….?”, I stammered feigning embarrassment.

“You said you love me.”, she said as her huge dick sucking lips spread in a wide smile.

“No I didn’t.”

“Yes you did honey.”, Lenorah replied smugly as she reached out and held my left hand. “I know your crazy about me honey. I’m glad to know you love me. Even though you’re scared to tell me honey.”, she said laughing. “But I heard you. You love me.”

I went into full innocent mode and looked down as if I was embarrassed. “Can we change the subject now.”

“Awwwww….honey. You’re scared. That’s so sweet. We can change the subject. I know what the problem is now. You love me and you’re just scared to show it.”

“Whateva!”, I thought as the hostess came up to our table to refill our water glasses. I hit the on switch again to get Lenorah off her drama tip and back into sex mode. As soon as the vibrator turned on her head snapped back and she bit down on her bottom lip and squeezed her thighs together to fight from making sounds of pleasure. Although our male waiter didn’t know what was going on earlier the hostess of the restaurant recognized the expressions of an aroused woman and stopped dead in her tracks staring at Lenorah open mouthed. The hostess stared at Lenorah for several minutes and then left our table without refilling our water glasses. We finished our dinners and left the restaurant and I proceeded to the Norwood lateral and got on I75 headed north.

“Where are we going honey?”, Lenorah asked.

“To the Hustler Store to get you a couple of toys.”

“Honey…you so nasty.”

“But you want a toy don’t you?”

“Yesssss…”, Lenorah laughed.

“Good. Then let’s see what they have. I’ll get you one. On one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“Allow me to fuck you with it on the way to your house.”, I answered as I turned on her vibrator again.

**********

We got to the Hustler Store just outside Cincinnati and we went into the store and headed straight for the toy section. I told Lenorah to pick what she wanted, but she acted real coy and didn’t respond positively or negatively with any of the toys she picked up.

Women trip me out. If you’re a freak, there is no reason to be shy when your with a man who is just as freaky as you. Since she didn’t make a decision I picked up toys that she might be interested in using and watched her eyes to see if she was interested. Always watch a woman’s eyes. She may not say anything but he eyes will always give her away. I picked up a synthetic replica of Mr. Marcus’s dick and showed it to her. Her eyes didn’t light up so I passed on it. I then went the opposite direction and picked up a vibrating seashell. Again, I didn’t note a NastyGirlGleam in her eyes so I passed again. I then picked up a vibrating three-pronged dildo that would penetrate/stimulate a woman‘s pussy, g-spot, and ass. I showed it to Lenorah and her eyes lit up and she gulped.

“Ohhhh yeaaaa….ya like that shit huh?”, I thought.

She tried to give it back and I told her to hold onto it because I knew she liked it. Now that I had an idea of what she liked, I stayed in the vibrating dildo section. I then picked up a rotating Rabbit dildo with beads and handed it to Lenorah. This time, not only did her eyes light up she also licked her lips. Content that I had the proper turn out equipment I picked up a bottle of Astro Glide and headed for the register. The helpful people at Hustler tested both toys for us at the register and I purchased two sets of batteries and told them to leave them in. When they tested the Rabbit and showed Lenorah how to work the rotation controls I could almost smell her pussy getting wet as she watched the big purple toy rotate imagining how it would feel in her pussy.

We left the store and I turned my car onto I-75 headed south back to Cincinnati. “Take your panties off”, I ordered.

“Hooooooney….”

“Take them off Lenorah”, I demanded.

“Okay…okay…..”, she stammered.

She put both of her heeled feet on the dashboard to support herself as she lifted her ass slightly off the seat so that she could pull up her dress and peal off her panties. I watched intently, from her ankles down to her thick inviting thighs as she pulled off her underwear and pulled her dress up even further exposing her wet opening. She spread her legs wide and reached over and massaged the back of my baldhead with her nails. I reached in the bag and pulled out the three-pronged stimulator and shoved it into her pussy and anus forcefully while pumping up the volume on the vibrator.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..that feel good…so good baby….”, she moaned in her deep sexy voice. I smiled listening to her arousal in her voice while silently laughing at the same time. She got so ghetto in her speech when she was heated and I found that funny. “That feel good baby?”, I replied playing with her.

“Yeaaaaaaaaaa……“, she replied being to heated to notice my joke. I shoved the toy in her as deep as I could. Sweet, clear pussy juice swelled around the toy as I pushed it deeper in her. She looked at me and stared for several minutes and then without saying a word got on her knees, unzipped my pants, and buried her face in my lap. I leaned my chair back a bit so she could get the dick and put the car on cruise so I could enjoy the sucking. Lenorah’s big ass was in the window while she sucked me and I wondered if any of the passengers in the cars that passed by noticed all that ass in the window and then quickly figured out what she was doing.

After about five minutes, Lenorah stopped sucking, sat up, kissed me on the cheek and just stared at me for several minutes. Neither of us spoke and then she buried he face in my lap again and continued to suck me the ten additional minutes it took to get to her apartment. I parked and we both got out of my car disheveled. Me…holding my pants because they where unzipped and buckled. Lenorah…with her dress twisted and pulled up over her knees. Neither of us cared as we made the short walk to her building and entered her apartment. I held her arm and kept her in the middle of her living room floor as I locked the door and dropped my bag and pants on the floor. I took Lenorah’s purse and dropped it alongside my things. It was on as I commenced pulling off her dress. I paused for a second wondering where her panties were and then remembered that she had taken them off and left them in my car. I left her little black half-slip on and then pushed her onto her leather couch ass up so I could get to that 50” ass. She arched her back for me and I spread her cheeks burying my face in the enormity of her glorious ass.

She moaned loudly and I groaned in unison with her as my rigid member throbbed and dripped hot pre cum onto her carpeted floor. I rimmed her with gusto, swirling my tongue around her anus while penetrating it intermittently. She loved every minute of it. Clawing her white leather sofa with her long manicured nails like a cat getting its belly rubbed. I stayed on her…licking, sucking, and tonguing her ample ass relaxing her sphincter muscle…getting it ready for my thick, throbbing, pre cum dripping dick.

After about thirty minutes of intense ass licking, I told Lenorah to lay on her back so I could suck on her wet pussy. “Would you lick my booty a little longer baby? Please baby? Please…”, Lenorah begged me to continue licking her ass in a soft voice.

I didn’t say a word, I just spread her ass cheeks as far as I could and buried half of my tongue inside her anus. “Uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhhhhh….”, Lenorah moaned as she had an orgasm from my tongue penetration.

I was ready to eat her pussy and I didn’t ask her this time, but flipped her over onto her back. “Honey…you so nasty.”, Lenorah remarked smiling as I spread her legs.

“Yeaaaaa….”, she moaned as I began to lick and suck on her clit.

Her long fingers caressed the back of my head and she wrapped her thick legs around my back.

Many women claim to have a sweet tasting pussy and in reality it is far from that. Lenorah, however, was an exception because her pussy was as sweet as honey. I slurped, sucked and licked on the little pearl between her legs until it became as hard as bullet. After about thirty minutes of intense pussy licking, I slumped in the couch with my legs spread apart and coxed Lenorah down between my legs. She was the greedy type, and would let me lick and suck her all night without returning the favor. It was time for her to clock back in and do some more work.

She whined for a while. Wanting me to lick her ass some more, but I refused and pointed my dick like an arrow straight to her mouth. She opened her wide mouth and engulfed Sergio. I was in heaven. Not only did she have huge dick sucking lips but she also had an extra wide tongue. With it, she could literally wrap her tongue around three sides of my dick while she was sucking it. The sensation was indescribable and she soon had my head turning back and forth and babbling like an idiot.

“Ohhhhhhhh baaaaaaby…. It’s so good. It’s so damn good. I’m gonna cum… I can’t hold it. I’m gonna cum.”, I moaned as I fought to contain my orgasm. Although Lenorah’s head was some of the best I ever had it was also some of the worst. Bad because she refused to let me cum in her mouth. Little did she know, she could have turned my ass out if she just would have sucked me off every now and then.

“Uhhh uhhhhh…no baby. Don’t cum. Don’t cum yet.”, Lenorah mumbled with my dick in her mouth.

My dick rested on top of her tongue as she talked to me and the brief respite from her dick sucking allowed me to get my head together. “Ohhhh shit baby! Ohhhh it’s so good.”

“You just like it cause I have an extra wide tongue.”, Lenorah mumbled letting my pre cum roll to the back of her throat before swallowing it.

I have never understood why women who have a major problem with you cuming in their mouth will slurp up every drop of your pre cum like it is ambrosia. I produce massive loads of cum and when I am very excited pre cum literally drips from my throbbing dick.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm…”, Lenorah hummed as she closed her mouth on my dick and began to suck it again. I shook my head somewhat disgustedly as I watched this beautiful woman slurp and swallow my essence. Although, she sucked it better than most, I knew she wasn’t going to finish the job and that somewhat put a damper on the sex. To make matters worse, she wasn’t on any form of birth control so I couldn’t cum in her pussy either. My orgasms are more intense when I cum in a woman’s mouth, pussy or ass. I stopped that pulling out shit in high school. Since two options were closed, I fully intended on getting and cuming all up in her phat ass.

I let her suck it until I couldn’t take it any longer and told Lenorah to get back on the couch. She crawled over to it slowly accentuating her large ass as she moved. She knew exactly what she was doing. Heightening my lust with her actions. Instead of attacking her like she wanted though, I walked over to the bag of toys that I bought for her and pulled out the Rabbit vibrator.

Lenorah’s eyes widened. “Get on your knees baby. Let’s see how you like your new toy.”

“Okay…okay…”, she responded as she complied.

I applied a liberal amount of lube to the toy and slowly fucked her doggy style with it. “You like that baby?”, I asked as I stroked her with it.

“Ohhhhhh Yeaaaaaa….”, she replied in her thick sultry voice. “You want me to make it rotate while I fuck you baby?”

“Yeaaaaaaaaa….”

I turned on the rotation control for the vibrator and had it rotate to the right. “That feel good baby.”, Lenorah said getting ghetto again. “Make it rotate to the left honey….to the left.”, she moaned. I changed the rotation to the left and increased the speed of it.

“Ohhhhh yeaaaaaaaa…..”, she moaned as the toy pleased her pussy the way she wanted. I continued to fuck her with toy until I felt her juices flowing down my hand.

“Arch your back baby.”, I told her so that I could give her another surprise. She thought I wanted her to stick her ass further in the air so that I could stick the toy deeper in her. The reality was, that now that she was heated on the verge of orgasm I wanted to stick my dick in her ass. I stuck the toy inside of her to the hilt and pressed the head of my dick against her anus. I pressed forward slowly and began to penetrate her when she exploded.

“Ahhhhhhhhh…ahhhhhhhh….ahhhhhhhh….ahhhhhhhhhh…..”, she literally screamed at the top of her lungs. I hadn’t even stuck half of my dick head inside of her. The freakiness of the situation had just sent her over the edge. She had never cum so hard before. I knew all of her neighbors under and above her had stopped what they were doing listening to her cum. As she came, she straightened her back, changing the angle of my penetration. “Arch ya back baby!”, I commanded. Her ass spread gloriously as she did so and I continued to slowly penetrate her ass. I could feel the toy on the other side of her pussy wall as I entered her. When I had half of my dick in her ass I began to slowly stroke it, losing it further and sticking more dick up her ass with each inward thrust.

“Ahhhhhh….yeaaaaaa…”, Lenorah moaned again enjoying the long stroking of her ass while the vibrator rotated in her pussy. “It’s yours baby. It’s yours. Tell me it’s yours. Please baby. Ahhhhhhhhh…. Please baby. It’s yours. Tell me it’s yours.”, she pleaded looking back at me with lust filled eyes.

A woman looking back into my eyes while I fuck her ass or pussy turns me the hell on. Although, I enjoyed her looking at me, I frowned inwardly at her, “…it’s yours statement.” I didn’t feel that her pussy was mine. She needed to keep it real. But I played along so I could keep fucking her. “It’s mine baby. Gimme my ass!” “It’s yours. It’s yours. Tell me it’s yours baby…”

“It’s mine baby.”

“Do you mean it Euftis? It’s yours baby. It’s all yours….” “Yes baby. This phat ass is mine!”, I said burying the length of my dick inside her ass for emphasis.

“Ahhhhhh yeaaaaaa….baby it feel good!”

It started getting good to me so I increased the tempo. “Slow baby…fuck it slow baby…”, Lenorah purred.

“Don’t start that military shit Lenorah!”, I growled. “I thought this was my ass?”

“It’s your ass honey. It’s yours…its yours.”

“Then let me fuck it how I want to!”, I said as I grasped her wide hips and fucked her phat ass with gusto.”

“Ok…ok…honey…ohhhh honey…it feel so good.”

I continued to stroke her ass, pulling my dick all the way out and sticking it back in again. It gaped open wonderfully whenever I pulled it out. After the fifth time I pulled it out Lenorah flipped off the couch and sat on the floor.

“What are you doing?”, I exclaimed.

“Let’s get in the bed honey.”, she purred.

“Let’s go then.”, I said taking her hand. She pulled her hand out of mine and slowly crawled to her bedroom…pretty ass all in the air. She teased the fuck out of me and I watched her for a minute squeezing my dick. I gave her what she wanted and stopped her halfway to her room and straddled her on the floor. I fucked her true doggy style squatting over her pounding her ass.

“Ahhhhh….ahhhhhh…ahhhhhhh….ahhhhhhhh…”, she screamed as she came again. I was done and ready to pop and so I did…all over her ass. What a night.

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I was in a conversation with two friends discussing the character Cocoa, in my book Off the Chain Volume 2. Our conversation revolved around Cocoa's opinion that you could have sex with someone else and technically not be cheating as long as you didn't….have an orgasm.

That's right. You can be in a relationship with someone and go out and have intercourse, oral sex…whatever …and as long as you don't cum…you're not cheating.

I rolled on the floor in laughter as my friends (who are female of course) stated that although they didn't agree with Cocoa's rule, they did feel that there were some exceptions to cheating and they rattled them off to me.

It don't count if the person you cheat with lives in a different zip code.
If don't count if the sex ain't good.
It don't count if your boyfriend is out of town.
It don't count if you're out of town.

Amazed with this female mindset, I took the question to my Google group and asked my members if they felt there were some things that…didn't count… in regards to cheating.

Following is what I got back (only the women replied by the way).

It don't count if:
You don't get caught.
He has no skills.
He's your ex.
He doesn't lick it right.
He don't have the motion to rock ocean.
He cums before he even sticks it in.
You don't take off all your clothes.
You can't feel the dick!
You don't cum.
Different area code.
You don't insert body parts (but you can insert anything else ).
You don't kiss.
You just get fingered.
If you live upstairs and he lives downstairs.
They don't make you cum.
If he rushes it.
If he don't pound it good.


My favorite comments are as follows:

It don't count if I don't want it to count!
It don't count the minute he walks out the door!
It don't count if your boyfriend brings a friend and his friend fucks you better!
It Don't count if you knew the person you cheat with before the person you were with...unfinished business ...don't count!

As I stated earlier in this article, only the women replied and you see their answers. This lets me know…that there are a whole lotta women…cheatin'… and then cuddling up next to their lover with no remorse. Because in their mind…what they did…don't count.

Peace.

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The year was 1997. It was a Thursday afternoon, my college roommate and I loaded up the car for a road trip, destination Atlanta. The drive from Mississippi to Georgia was about 5 ½ hours. The occasion was the now defunct “Freak Nic”. It was my first experience and boy was it more than I expected. I was 19 at the time, and a freshman in college. We caravaned in two cars. With just enough money to drink, party and eat five of us rented one hotel room on Peachtree. To hell with the formal events, we were there to kick it.

It was like nothing I had ever seen. Traffic was ridiculous. The weekend was partly a blur. In a matter of two days, I had seen someone’s car tilted over at Lenox Mall. I saw women walking around in bikinis, but no sign of a beach and my buddies and I were trying to holla at every group of chicks we saw. It must have been a Saturday night, and after partying for Thursday and Friday with no sleep, my boys were exhausted. Not to mention we were going to hit the road and head back Sunday afternoon.

After a night in the clubs, we all pulled back into the hotel around 2am. One guy decided to crash in the bathtub, another on two chair pushed together, two more in the bed (man-law required that two men sleeping in the same bed, sleep under different layers of the covers) and I decided to just crash on the floor. At least I would have my own space.

Around 2:30am, my roommate and I were the only ones still up. Since he had driven, we decided to just go cruise the streets and see what was still out. It was Freak Nic weekend and a Saturday night…we both knew people weren’t going to be sleeping until at least 4:00 or 5:00am. As we drove around we noticed that the police had begun closing streets to funnel traffic in certain directions. Although we saw random people walking the streets, it looked like the night was going to be a wash, so we decided to drive back toward the hotel.

About a mile away from the room, we spotted 3 girls and 2 guys in a parking lot and because we were slow-rolling they waived us down. We pulled over and found that they were from Alabama and had locked their keys in the car. They asked if we had a hanger in the car so that they could try and jimmy the lock. Unfortunately we didn’t. We then recommended they call a tow truck; however, because of the road closures and the sheer volume of work they probably had going on, they said it would be a couple hours before they could respond.

In a moment of chivalry, I volunteered our hotel lobby. The guys looked like they were “done”. As we sat talking, I chalked up that these were some random girls they had met. I told them they could crash in the lobby of our hotel, and my roommate and I would take them back to the car once the tow truck arrived. They figured it would be a good idea and everyone piled into our car.

I began chatting up one girl in particular (CREATIVE LICENSURE HERE). She must have been about 5’6 and was wearing a black mini-skirt and sleeveless blouse. (The truth of the matter is, I cant remember what the hell the girl looked like…it was almost 15 years ago. Let’s just say she was fine.)

So we get to the hotel and no one working there thinks twice about a few people lounging in the lobby. After all, it’s Freak Nic, and as long as us black people aren’t tearing shit up…its all kosher. I take a couple blankets from our room and bring out to the lobby. Then I start chatting it up with this girl. My roommate goes on to the room and passes out. Come to find out, one of the guys (who is passed out by this point) is her boyfriend. I clearly remember asking her, who in the hell goes to Freak Nic with their boyfriend. I clearly remember her shrugging her shoulders and replying in an agitated voice, “I don’t know.”

I ask her to walk me to my room, so that I could give her the swipe card key. I told her, I would have let them crash in the room with us, but as she could see when she peeped in, it was pretty damn crowded. She needs the key to get into the area where the rooms are, so I told her to just come grab me when they wake up and are ready to leave.

She leaves and I lay it down on the floor. As I am dozing off, there is a knock on the door. It’s her. She tells me that they have taken all the blanket and asks if she can just lay down on the floor with me. Of course, I’m game, and I already know where this is going. Within 5 minutes of laying under the bed-spread which I had claimed as my own, she starts kissing me. Im running my hands up her skirt, caressing her bare ass uncovered by the thong she is wearing. I take my sweatpants off, and put her on her knees. Moving her thong to the side, I begin to fuck her doggy style. I am in a rush, but I don’t know if it’s because the pussy is so good, or if because Im doing this in a room full of guys. As I’m going in and out, you can hear my pelvis smacking against her ass. Im looking around to see if the guys on the bed or the guys in the chair are awake. The coast is clear.

I then lay her on her side and slide behind her warm, fat ass. She must have had a bit to drink, or I must have been the fucking “man”, because she was so wet, I was constantly wiping my hands on the bed spread. After about 30 minutes of fucking, we pass out on the floor.

A couple hours later, there is a knock on the door. Its her girlfriend. “Girl, hurry up…your boyfriend is waking up.”, she says. She gets her clothes on, and walks out behind her friend. I wake my roommate up. “Yo bro….lets get these cats back to their car. I think the tow truck has shown up.” We go back to the lobby about 10 minutes later, me back in my sweatpants, no underwear and t-shirt. Balls smelling like her good pussy. You know, guys always have to rub their balls afterwards and get that smell…especially if the pussy smells really good.

We get back to the lobby and they tell us the tow truck is about 10 minutes out. By now it’s about 7am. We all get back in the car and head back to their car down the street. The whole time, Im feeling guilty as fuck but also player as fuck. When we get there, we wait around with them for about 15 minutes until the two truck gets there and is able to open the door for them.

The guys are eternally grateful. “Yo man, that was good looking out.” The boyfriend reaches into his pocket and pulls out 3 twenty dollar bills. “You didn’t have to do what you did. I appreciate it.” I quickly look over at his girl as I take the money. I think to myself, “Damn, aren’t you a fucking douche. You fuck this man’s girl then take his money for the trouble.”

All I ever got was the girls name and the fact that they were from Alabama. I get ready to tell my roommate the story as we are riding back to the hotel and he stops me. “You fucked her didn’t you!” I shake my head, almost ready to burst out laughing. “Dude, we could hear you. And we could hear her moaning and shit.”

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His text messages, emails and DMS kept me breathless, blushing and flustered for three days. A picture he sent was cause to relive tension immediately. I was tired of moist panties and twisting uncomfortably in my seat to stop my girl from throbbing with anticipation and need. I was determined that payback would be a bitch. Every time I sent him something naughty, what I received in return would make a whore beg for mercy.

I knew I was in trouble when the time finally came. He let me know that I had opened Pandora's Box. In a lengthy email he told me how he would punish me but I was determined to hold my ground. If I was going to tap out he was going to get his too. Then I saw it, "25 Ways to Kiss a Naked Man" I read it thoroughly and I thought I was ready. His trip was over. He would be back in town before the evening was over.

I washed slowly and moisturized with the oil I know he likes. I pulled on a black lace cami that displayed my magnificent cleavage along with some boy shorts that only covered the cuff of my ass.

I met him at the door. There were very few words exchanged. He gruffly inquired as to why I had even bothered with clothes, demanding that I remove them right there at the door. I stepped out of my panties but before I could get the cami over my head, he was backing me into the wall while he rubbed my clit. I moaned. I needed his touch. I needed him to fuck me against the wall until we were both sweat drenched but I was determined not to lose my composure. I stayed his hand and led him to the bedroom.

My first mistake was not tying him up or handcuffing him to the damn bed. It was unspoken but very evident that I was his sub and he my master. My pleasure came from his domination his pleasure came from my submissiveness. I failed to learn my lesson time and time again. He “let” me have the upper hand for his amusement but in the end I would ALWAYS submit. This time was no different.

I grazed his ear with my lips and sucked his earlobe. Moaning, he bit his bottom lip and pulled me closer. I grinned. He was slipping. My grin was replaced with a gasp. He had something for me too. He cupped my ass and fingered my pussy. He slipped his index finger into my mouth allowing me to taste myself while he lavished my nipples with attention. This was usually about the time the first orgasm would begin to invade my body. He would order me to give it to him using his mouth, his hands, or his dick to push me over the edge. He would not stop until my legs shook uncontrollably and I begged him. Only then would he ease up enough to change positions for the next round. Not this time. Not yet. Roughly, I pushed him away. I had more in store for him.

I straddled him making sure to stay clear of his dancing rock hard cock. He could look at my nipples and make moisture gather in my panties. His touch along with sucking my breasts could bring me to orgasm. His mouth was definitely lethal but it was time to show him my skills. I flicked his nipples with my tongue. His breath caught. He gripped my hips. He was trying to be strong. His body was telling a different story. His abs tensed against my clit as I sucked his right nipple into my mouth. The left one was next. He moaned. I was not satisfied. Slowly, deliberately, I began to run my lips along his hip bones, nipping them with my teeth every once in a while

Unsure of what to do with his hands he ran them down my back and reached for my arched ass. I dodged him so he did the next best thing and tangled his fingers in my curls. I could sense he was aching. On top of the 3 sexless days he had already encountered, I had been teasing him for at least 15 minutes. He was pushing my head towards his member, demanding attention. I slipped the Altoids into my mouth that I had hidden in the bed sheets. I wanted complete control so I asked him to stand before I dropped down to my knees and took him into my mouth deep throating him first and doubling back for the pre cum.

The sensation from the mint made him curse and grip my head harder. His arousal was a turn on for me as well. Seeing his pre cum caused me to clinch the walls of my pussy. I licked his head clean after devouring the first drops of his desire. His essence always motivated me to please him more. He loved sloppy head. I spit and coated his member with my saliva. His moans were intoxicating. Once again he ran his hands through my hair, grabbing the back of my head, and forcing more dick down my throat. I let him fuck my face for a couple of minutes before attempting to pull away. His balls were tightening if I let him continue he would be pumping jizz down my throat.

It wasns't time for him to cum so he let me come up for air, I licked the underside of his dick with my flattened tongue. His dick was throbbing by now. It looked painful. He slapped it on my tongue and stared into my eyes as if to ask; “What next?” I think he was catching on to my game. I had to give his dick a rest I knew if I kept up at the pace I was going he would explode before I was done playing and damn my jaws were killing me.

I got to my feet and sucked his tongue before hungrily devouring his mouth. He wrapped his arms around my waist and then slapped my ass hard. I didn't think I could get any wetter. My girl tingled and the wetness ran down my legs. The deeper I kissed him the harder he slapped, my ass was on fire and I was so close to orgasm I had to stop. I tried to pull away but he was done with my game for the moment.

He pushed me on my back parting my legs in one fluid motion. He flicked my clit with his tongue a few times before sucking away the excess moisture. I thought he was just going to finish me with his tongue. Without warning he buried his dick deep inside my pussy. He grabbed my sore ass bringing me all the way to the base of his dick. He didn’t move he just issued an order. Cum for me Mami...

I lost my damn mind on his dick. He held me so that my clit took every thrust. Each time I tried to slow my pace or look away from him he would remind me with rough thrust of his own. I was literally in no position to disobey. I came within minutes. He just smirked. “Come clean it off” His dick was covered in my thick white cream. I had to catch my bearings. Shit, I had almost forgotten about my 25 tips.

It was his turn to get manhandled. I pushed him on his back. He held his dick out in anticipation. I chuckled and made him turn over on his stomach he groaned in frustration. I straddled him, swirled my tongue on the back of his neck and kissed him all the way down his backbone until I reached the base of his spine. I could feel him tense with every feathery kiss. I did a reverse cow girl on him and kissed the back of his knees. He bucked me off of him pinning me to the bed on my stomach and returned each torturous kiss. To remind me that I was his sub he took it a step further. He ignored me knees and ate my ass until I came in his mouth.

He turned me back over positioning me so that my head was hanging off of the bed. Didn't I tell your ass to clean my dick off?” He slowly fed me his dick and then picked up the pace until his balls were slamming against my nose. I moaned as he fingered my clit. I couldn’t take that position for too long his dick was just too big. I pushed him away so I could suck him off at my own pace.

I teased his inner thighs and nipped around his pubic mound making small circles with my tongue right before I reached his dick. He rubbed my shoulders and whispered the dirtiest shit to me. I licked him like I was playing the harmonica, he demanded I spit on it to make it wetter. I sucked his balls all the way in my mouth and swirled my tongue around them while He jacked himself begging for more. He wanted me to suck his cock so bad but not just yet. I gently used my teeth on the tip of his member. He choked me slightly to let me know I was skating on thin ice.

Next I pressed my tongue on the spot where his balls and perineum meet and licked until I could feel his legs shake just a little. My baby was almost to the brink but stopping or giving in to his pleas was not an option. I ran my tongue around his the tip of his cock and was surprised that there was more sweet pre cum to lap up.

It was finally time for him to get his. He had been tortured enough. I made a ring with my thumb and forefinger and kept it close to my lips as I moved my mouth up and down his dick faster and faster until I felt that tensing in his legs, his member and balls. I increased the pressure with my mouth and hands as he climaxed. He groaned in ecstasy as he pumped his load in my mouth, cupping the back of my head to make sure I didn’t miss a drop. Then he made me lick all of the residue off of my fingers. He kissed me and smacked my ass again.

Amazingly his dick was still hard. He had three days of frustration to release. Among every other position he took me in that night, he did eventually fuck me against the wall. I watched him pound into me from our full length mirror. The sheer force of every thrust was already an amazing feeling but watching the muscles in his back ripple as he punished me made me curse him incoherently as more than one orgasm hit my body. I may have even cried. It was just that good.

He set his for 5:00 am. Like any good woman I was up at 4:25 to catch the first drops of pre cum and to make sure his morning wood was not wasted.

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Whose your Daddy?

Dear Daddy,

Today I started back my exercising regiment. I lost the little toning I had, so I went on the treadmill to jog. I've also ordered some of those Tai-Chi DVDs to help give me more flexibility.

So I'm working out in the gym when the security guy comes by and tells me its time to go. I look at my phone, not realizing the time. Ive been at the gym for a good two hours. My roommates will nag me about where Ive been this late at night.

I grab my things and start toward the door, I say goodnight to the guard and head out the gym. Its a little chilly and I wish that I had brought my jacket, instead of just wearing a sweatshirt and short-shorts.

I walk to my apartment complex and it's really dark and somewhat scary due to the trees blowing eerily in the wind but I'm used to it. I'm really anxious about what Im going to eat for dinner. For a college student I'm doing really with my eating habits.

I feel something behind me and I turn and look around but see nothing but a bunch of parked cars, apartment buildings and trees. I stand there for a moment and listen, nothing still. Shrugging my shoulders I keep walking and after a few feet more I again get the feeling like someone is watching me.

I pick up my pace and really start hurrying home forgetting how cold it is. I just want to get away from whoever is watching me. Seeing someone walking towards me I slow my pace and watch them closely since I'm not sure of their intentions.

The person approaches then passes and I stop to catch my breath and calm my racing heart. My breath is finally becoming steady and my heart has stopped its pounding, when I feel a hand slide over my ass and cup it. I gasp and the person tells me to shut the fuck up.

He says that I was asking for this because I was wearing my short-shorts. He slides his hand up and into my shorts and chuckles when he discovers I'm not wearing undies. He calls me a filthy slut and grabs my ass. I gasp and try to move away but he is too quick and strong.

He pulls me back against him and his hard cock pushes against my ass and his hand moves from my ass to cup my pussy. Im scared because I am about to be violated by a stranger!

I struggle harder against the man and he continues to restrain me seemingly without much effort. I'm panting and he laughs then pulls me off the sidewalk into the darkness between the trees. He pulls off my shorts and slides a finger in-between my pussy lips and groans when he discovers my piercing.

He tells me that Im a dirty whore for having my clit pierced. Then he slides a finger inside my pussy and I moan a little in pleasure. I bite my lip fighting back the uncontrolled feeling but its too late. He noticed and whispers into my ear that he likes how I moan.

He starts kissing my neck, and playing with my bra bound breast. His free hand slides under my shirt and cups my tummy, squeezing it and rubbing it. I feel his cock pulsing against my naked ass and then he pulls my shirt off as well.

I watch his hands as they roam my body and I moan again because he feels so good. He's touching me in all the right places and I don't have to tell him what to do. I hear a zipping sound and some rustling and I know he's undressing.

I turn and face him but I can't see his face...I just know he's white with a nice firm body. I look at his cock and smile. Its so fucking big and I wonder if I can fit it into my mouth.

I drop to my knees so I can suck him off and he pulls me back up gently by my hair and says, next time I just want a quick fuck right now. He pushes me against a tree and tells me to spread my ass cheeks for him. I do as he requests and I feel his mouth licking my ear as he slides his thick cock into my pussy.

It feels so good I start to forget I'm outside with a rapist fucking me. He yanks my bra straps down and uncovers my exposed nipples with his big hands. They pull and pinch, squeeze and tug as his dick slides in and out of me hard and fast. I'm moaning like crazy and I can hear him moaning in my ear.

He tells me how wet I am and how he loves the sounds I'm making. He's tells me his name and I open my mouth to tell him mine when suddenly I wake up. I'm in my bed, no sex, and no rapist.

I have tons of dreams like this, and I would like to know what they mean. Why is it that my daily life in my dreams ends up like this? And what should I do about it?

Anime1989



Anime1989

I love interpreting women's dreams when they are like this. Lets take a look and see whats going on in your subconscious. First lets identify the key elements in your dream. They are as follows:

Gym
Darkness
Being watched
Pursuit
Big Dick
Rape
Oral Sex


As Ive stated in previous dream interpretations that I have done, never take a symbol at its face value. This is what I think your dream is telling you. The first symbol in your dream was the gym and this indicates that you need to apply the things that you have learned and incorporate them into your daily life.

The darkness in your dream symbolizes that you need to keep your temper in check. You have the tendency let your emotions get out of control and lose your temper.

The being watched component suggests that you are feeling confined in your work environment or a personal relationship. You feel you are lacking a sense of privacy. While the pursuit aspect indicates that you are refusing to acknowledge a certain viewpoint or idea.

To see a penis in your dream signifies sexual energy, power, aggression, and fertility. To see and exceptionally large penis, suggests doubts and anxieties about your sexual drive and libido.

Dreams of rape are dreams of violence. As a dreamer, you may find yourself as an aggressor, victim, or spectator to the crime. In dreams of this nature, your role and feelings about the others in the event are crucial to understanding the meaning of the dream. If you have recurring dreams of being the victim of rape, you should try to determine if post-traumatic stress is a factor in your dreams.

If that's not the case, then the rape aspect could just denote your need to be desired. The fantasy provides an excuse for you to do the things that the rapist (i.e., your ego) really wants you do.

You also expressed a desire in the dream to, drop to your knees and suck him off To dream that you are giving or receiving oral sex signifies your willingness to give or receive pleasure. It is symbolic of your creative energy and reaffirms that you are headed in the right direction in life.

Without knowing your past I would venture that you are a tad bit at war with yourself dear but coming to the realization that you're a freak. If you're in a relationship with someone now you're dreams are telling me that they ain't givin' it to you like you want it. If they are capable then open your mouth and tell him how you want it. If he cant slang some dick then retire his ass and hire someone that can.

There is a very bad gurl in you that's just dying to come out and play. Let her. Stop repressing your true nature . If you see a dick that makes your mouth water...suck it. See a dick you want to fuck...fuck it.

Stop waiting for a rapist to come take that pussy, slap that phat ass and call you a bitch. You know you want it. Go out and get it.

Whose your Daddy?

1. Wifey
2. Baby Girl
3. Side Piece
4. Jump Off

1) Wifey is the sexiest, most successful and most respected of all the women. She is loved, needed and wanted by her man...she is VIRTUALLY IRREPLACEABLE. She is the girl that the guy loves and will always love, he never wants to see her with another man...BUT he will cheat on her with Baby Girl until he is mature enough to realize that if he gets caught or fucks up in any way and loses Wifey, he would be screwed, and NEVER be happy again. Wifey gets along with mom, is independent, never nags, loves to dress sexy for her man, can cook and loves to keep a clean house. Wifey gets called 5 or 6 times a day. Drawback of Wifey, she loves public displays of affection...which might interfere with the acquisition of a Side Piece.





2) Baby Girl is ALWAYS just as hot as wifey and usually has a very active social life...she IS replaceable, thinks she's the next Wifey, but will only be Wifey if an extreme disaster takes place. Baby Girl gets some of the benefits of Wifey, like quality time every now and then and even presents on birthdays and holidays, but that's as far as it goes. The main reason to have Baby Girl is in case Wife really really fucks up, she can be replaced in a matter of weeks because Baby Girl has been groomed to slip right into her spot. Be careful of Baby Girl, she tends to be just as attached as Wifey and therefore can be dangerous to the Side Piece. Biggest benefit of Baby Girl..she is extremely private and hates causing a scene, baby girl can come into the same restaurant as you and wifey and wifey will have no idea you two even know each other. Baby Girl is a master of disguise as well.





3) Side Piece, usually a female that the guy uses only for sex and other pleasures, she is usually the one that he goes to for that 3-some or some late night head after the club. When Wifey is acting up and Baby Girl is at work, the Side Piece is usually the one to hold him over for A few hrs. He can meet with the Side Piece for reasons other than sex, but normally that only happens one week during the month. Side Pieces are hard to spot when they are out because most of her friends are either Wifey's or Jump Offs. Drawback of having more than one side piece, they usually know each other somehow...I kinda think there is a side piece network.Com or something. Try to keep your side piece count below 4 if possible.






4) Jump Off...every mans dream and worst nightmare. She is trying to move up in life, wants to be a Side Piece or Wifey but doesn't know how to go about it. They are just the girls he hollas at when he is with his boys...she is usually stored in the cell phone by a nickname because he barely remembers her real name and where he met her...he only recalls how fat her ass was. The Jump Off gets called in emergencies only, when wifey is moody, baby girl is on vacation and side piece is with her baby's father. The Jump Off is extremely dangerous in public for a number of reasons, she is usually 5 other guys jump off as well, so she might cause drama with you and one of those dudes if you slip up, she also has no problem confronting you in the mall when you are with Wifey (something that baby girl would NEVER do) and the most dangerous thing about Jump Off...she ALWAYS seems to find out where you live and or work.





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