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cumhubby Member 231 Pictures: 3	# Posted: 25 Mar 2008 20:30:15 Reply Stormy, if you would care to read about our naughty adventues, please go here: http://www.cuckoldplace.com/8_46523_0.html
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 26 Mar 2008 02:42:59 Reply Thanks CH, I have read some of your posts before, and they are invariably hot and hard-on inducing. I'm going to have Bren come in so we can read that one together, Im sure she'll end up sitting on my lap and we'll get distracted...
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 1 Apr 2008 01:56:41 Reply cumhubby, on your 3/25 reply you said you sure miss those days. Did you stop sharing your wife for some reason, or do you just mean you miss her having a regular lover? If it's the latter, find her another one for Pete's sake! Get back in the game, those cum-filled pussies are too good to miss out on!
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 1 Apr 2008 02:51:11 Reply So, after spending a week with our friends we got back to Portland late afternoon for our early morning flight the folllowing day. We went and checked in to our hotel and dropped our bags. I changed into a light sweatshirt some fairly snug almost worn out jeans and no underwear. Brenda likes how the thin, faded, and almost worn out crotch displays my package, especially when she gives me a hard-on in public places. She put on a tight little white top (no bra of course), black thong panties, and her low-rider knit pants. I don't know what they are called, but they are a tight body hugging knit like terry cloth kind of, with a drawstring, in light blue. They ride l-o-o-w-w-w on her hips and create the cutest little cameltoe due to their snug fit. They also show off her tight ass nicely, and the back of her thong if she sits or bends forward. I was undecided if her nipples or her black thong showed more through the light fabrics, but all were well displayed. She grabbed her slip on Keds and a hooded sweatshirt for the cold wet night, and I got a jacket and we headed out. We thought we knew how to find the theater that our friends had told us all about, and Bren was pretty hot at the thought of being able to fulfill some of her exhibitionistic fantasies, not to mention sucking and maybe fucking some hard cocks. We drove all the hell over the place, but it was so dark and wet it was hard to even read street signs. Bren was playing with my cock, getting me all hard and leaking cum so that I had a wet spot, and she said she was also pretty wet, which didn't surprise me. She wanted me to stop and ask directions, and I didn't (should have, in hindsight) so she got pissed and quit stroking me. Probably just as well or I'd of had a much larger wet spot. I eventually got pissed too, and just said "Screw it, let's just go to that other porn store we found." She was pouting, and ignored me. The silent treatment is very annoying to me, so I drove over to Paradise Video, about a 15 or 20 minute ride from where we were, in stony silence. I know, passive-aggressive bullshit, right? An inauspicious start to our last fun evening in Portland. By the time we got there we had both cooled down, and Bren had re-adjusted her anticipation to the new scenario, and wanted to rush right in. In the parking lot we kissed and made up, and I pulled up her top and nibbled her nipples until she was moaning and I was again hard, and then we went in. We decided to do a little shopping to be better prepared this time, so she went to get a tube of slippery lube while I got a couple 3-paks of condoms. We still had a couple of Magnum condoms left from the previous week, but those will fall off of most guys. I know they would from me, and we couldn't count on finding anyone that was man enough to need one, so I needed some normal size ones. By the time I picked out 2 varieties, Bren was browsing the vibrators and dildos with considerable enthusiasm, picking them up and stroking them through the package and opening boxes to look at a couple. There was a middle aged guy, kind of dark and stocky and muscular, with his black hair in a buzz cut, hanging around and watching her while he pretended to browse the DVD's. He was in sweatpants and a Trailblazers hooded sweatshirt. I saw him and hung back to see what would happen. I didn't think Bren was aware of him, and she told me later she was not, not at that point anyway. She bent to get a big black realistic dildo from the bottom row, bending at the hips like she does and showing off her thong, her ass, and her puffy little pussy pressing against the tight crotch of her pants. Nice rear view. This guy had a DVD case in his right hand, but with his left hand he was touching himself through his baggy sweatpants, and from my angle I could see that he had a very obvious erection tenting out his pants, and that he was fondling himself. Kind of creepy, but fun watching him get turned on by my wife and her not even aware of it! She pulled the big thick black cock out of the box and held it in her hand, stroking the length, her fingers not long enough to reach all the way around, and then rubbed it on her cheek, the dark rubber stark against her white skin and the cock longer than her face and as thick as her forearm. The guy quit fondling and just squeezed his hard cock, I think to keep from cumming in his pants. Bren put that one back and picked up a big thick purple jelly cock, the softer floppy kind, that must have been a foot long, and I knew she wanted to get it. $40, but worth it for that night and even more so for the unanticipated luggage search at PDX the next morning. I have never seen her as embarassed as she was when the good looking young TSA guy turned that up in her carry-on bag. I was far enough away to pretend I didn't know her, but I'm not sure who blushed redder, him or her! I was laughing so hard going down the concourse that I had to sit down to catch my breath. She was still red when we got to our gate! Anyway,I took the lube and the dong from her and went to pay, but first I quietly told her about her secret admirer and suggested she go shop the DVD's near him. I know she likes to tease.
cumhubby Member 231 Pictures: 3	# Posted: 2 Apr 2008 20:19:40 Reply Stormy, I hope you will continue with the story. I really enjoy hearing about you and your wife's adventures. As to your question....we stopped sharing her with Joe because he got prostate cancer some years ago. He is ok but can't perform any longer and moved to Fla. 2 years ago. I tried to get her interested in meeting someone new but so far she has refused. She misses Joe's attentions and thinks we would never find someone as good as he was. Plus she is older now and thinks no one would want her. You know how women think. I have made some inroads lately though. I confessed to her that years ago I would go to Joe's apartment on my own some Saturday's when she was working to service his cock. He had told me that in his 20's he and his wife had a steady lover and that she would dress Joe up as a woman and he was made to suck the guy's cock and take it up the ass. He wanted to experience it again and so i agreed to play with him. I thought my wife would get turned off by my admission but just the opposite was true. She got very excited about it and wanted all the details. She told me she would have loved to watch that and also didn't mind me servicing his cock by myself because he was "ours" to share and if he needed his balls emptied and she was busy working, then I was right in helping him out. "Whew", I couldn't believe she was telling me this. Then to top it off, she admitted to me that it was her idea to have me suck his cock in the first place. She told me that she had asked him beforehand if he was ok with it and when he agreed, she slowly seduced me into doing it. All these years I thought it was my idea. The latest thing we have discussed is "confessing" to someone what pigs we were for Joe and having to tell all the details to that person. I have suggested a black woman that I've known for years. I fucked her many years ago and she is rather dominant, so I think she will be perfect. We are planning this for later this month. So now you are up to date.
cal_f_horny Member 58	# Posted: 2 Apr 2008 22:16:04 Reply I travel to quite a few big cities and think that Portland and Orlando have the most toleration for adult activities. The last time I was in Portland I visited the adult movie theater that you mentioned people telling you about - this one was downtown as there are two with action - and got a tremendous blowjob from an incredibly hot hotwife with her husband encouraging her. thnaks for your great stories - wish I had been one of those lucky guys that enjoyed your wife
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 4 Apr 2008 01:22:45 Reply CH, Too bad about Joe, I guess I can understand why your wife would be reluctant to start over after having reached a comfort level and forming an attachment to him. It sounds like the three of you were totally intimate with each other, kind of an "anything goes" relationship as long as all are OK with it. Pretty unique, but sounds like a lot of fun. I guess I'm slightly more inhibited than you, while Bren would love to see me suck cock, and the idea really gets her hot, I just haven't gotten there. Sometimes, when I'm extremely horny, it seem like a good idea, but I always seem to stop short. Good luck on your new adventure.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 4 Apr 2008 01:27:40 Reply cal-f, I love your name, very clever. Now you've made me all the more determined to find that theater next time in Portland. We should scout it out in daylight. We don't seem to get to Orlando, but will remember to check it out if we do. By the way, Bren says she wishes you were there too, especially if you're hung or a human geyser. Or even better, both!
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 4 Apr 2008 05:17:26 Reply I watched as Brenda went to shop the DVD's, suddenly very interested in one about 2 feet to the guy's left. There were about 3 or 4 other guys shopping while we had been, and 2 of them, besides Bren's admirer, were still around. The shop is kind of L-shaped, with the register counter near the corner of the L and the video booths at the top of the longer leg. Anyhow, from over by the register where I was paying I could see pretty much the entire shop except the booths, which are separated from the shop by a wall. As my selections were being rung up I watched Brenda get right next to her target and lean in front of him, feigning interest in a particular disc. I couldn't see it happen, but I was sure she managed to rub against his hard dick, and I did see him jerk back. She turned to him, and I could almost read her lips saying "Oh, excuse me, I'm sorry!" She looked down at his crotch, holding her eyes there for several seconds, then back up at him, and I think she asked if she hurt him. I had to look away to pay and complete my transaction, so I missed whatever came next. I also had to ask the guy at the counter to open the damn plastic vacuum packaging on Bren's big dong, since you can't carry anything bigger than a nail clipper when you travel. I would have been gnawing away at that package all night with that, but he pulled out a big wicked looking knife and opened it in seconds. He looked at Bren and kind of smirked as he handed the big floppy rubber cock to me, raising his eyebrows (one pierced) and giving me that look that said he knew my wife would be servicing other men soon. I turned and walked away, carrying my small bag of stuff in one hand and a thick purple cock in the other. By now Bren was right up against her admirer, her right shoulder to his left, and I could see her left upper arm moving from my position behind her. I knew she was stroking his cock, the only question whether she was stroking him thru his pants, had her hand down his pants, or had pulled his cock out right there in the shop. As I got closer and rounded her shoulder, I could see that she had her arm down the front of his baggy sweats, and was visibly pumping his cock. She had warned him about me, and he just kind of gave me a funny look when I showed up, he didn't freak out like I thought he might. "Hi hon. When you're done there, should we go watch some porn and try out your new toy?" I held up the big dong. She said "sure, I think we're almost done, but I'm hot, I need this jacket off." She released his hard cock long enough to pull her hand out of his pants and strip her sweatshirt over her head, and she handed it to me to hold, looking at the shiny slick of his pre-cum coating the palm of her hand. Her nipples were jutting out hard and visibly rosy through her thin white top. He noticed immediately. She reached back into his pants and resumed masturbating him, the tent in the front of his pants moving with her hand. Quietly she said "Honey, he's got a really fat cock, you should feel how thick it is!" "Um, no, that's OK, I'll take your word for it." I'm not averse to stroking a guy's cock, or even jerking him off 'til he cums, but in private, not in the middle of a well lit shop. In just a few more moments he grabbed Brenda's arm and began humping himself against her hand, grunting and hips twitching as he spurted his thick cum all over Brenda's hand and the inside of his pants. He was going "Uh, uh god, uunh" as he came, his body spasming visibly, and I know we were not the only ones aware of what had just happened. One of the other guys was close to us, and he obviously knew, smiling at Bren and shaking his head as he walked away. She pulled her hand out, covered in his white goo, and said "Wow, big load. Such a waste when it could have been in my mouth or pussy." I noticed that she had cum all over her watch band. Great, I was going to have to clean dried cum off her watch again. I also noticed that he had a large and growing wet spot on the front of his pants. It had obviously been a substantial quantity of cum, but the wet stain didn't seem to bother him, and he actually apologized to Brenda for cumming all over her as she wiped cum off her hand on his shirt tail. She just laughed at him, and said "Don't be silly, you only need to apologize if you don't cum for me, now that would be bad!" He turned to take his leave, and we drifted toward the video arcade. We stopped at the bathroom so Bren could wash her hands and start fresh, and as I waited for her I watched the other two guys that had been browsing drift back our way. I knew there were already some guys in the booths, because there had been several cars in the parking lot and we could hear the soundtracks of several porn vids playing. Bren rejoined me, and we continued on into the arcade, to our delight again finding booths marked "Gloryhole", "Buddy Booth", (or couples booth, I forget) and I think "Viewing Window". I also forget what they called that last one, but it had a glass view window into the neighboring booth so that you could watch each other but not touch. That seems frustrating to me! They also have a number of private booths, but we were not interested in those.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 5 Apr 2008 06:23:32 Reply For some reason that whole scene in the shop had not really turned me on all that much. I think I expected Bren to just kind of tease him and really work him over a little after him skulking around and ogling her, but instead she had jumped in and gotten him off almost immediately. I was disappointed she had not made him suffer a little. She told me later that she had been in the mood for the theater we had never found, and wanted a little public sex, and was in fact still a little pissed at me for not stopping to ask directions. She just needed to feel some strange cock. Plus the guy had cum so quick, I dont think she stroked him even 25 times, and I had been nervous about being in such a public spot, but for whatever reason it kind of left me cold. Bren had enjoyed it, she remarked several time about how thick his cock was "not very long but really fat, my fingers wouldn't hardly reach around" as she put it, and him squirting his load in her hand had left her pussy wet and wanting more. Back at the video booths there were some booths kind of in an island in the middle with an aisle all around them, plus some on the side wall and a long row on the end wall. There were several guys just kind of loitering around looking and several booths in use. The latter spot, the end wall, is where there were several marked "Gloryhole", and we chose one and went in. All had full doors, and we locked ours behind us. The glory hole, a nicely finished circular cut-out about 6 or 7" in diameter, was in the right wall as we entered, the video screen straight ahead. Again there was a chair, a wastebasket, and a paper towel dispenser on the wall, and the booth was spotless clean except for an empty condom package under the chair. It smelled a little of Pinesol and cum, I think a couple guys had pumped their loads into the wastebasket. The booth our gloryhole looked into was occupied when we entered, and Brenda bent down and looked thru the hole. She looked up at me as though shocked. "Why, that man has no pants on! I'm shocked, that dirty old man, with his cock and balls just hanging out! You should look." I did, and she was right, he was stark naked from the waist down and his cock and balls were just hanging there, but they were substantial, as was he. My first thought was old farmer. He was stocky and solid built, plaid flannel shirttails hanging down. He was older, his pubic hair mostly grey, and his hands looked old, age-spotted and gnarled. I moved aside, and Brenda put her fingers thru the hole showing him her manicured nails and wedding ring. He immediately sidled up to the hole and pushed his package into our side. His balls were large and saggy, like two medium eggs in the bottom of a sock as they hung down the wall below the hole, and his cock was thick, about 5" long, and hanging totally limp. Bren set about correcting that situation. She put her hands on the wall on either side of the hole and just used her mouth, first licking up and down his chunky cock, then taking it in her mouth and sucking hard as she stretched him, pulling her head back until his cock slipped out of her mouth with an audible pop and flopped down against his balls. As she did this it dawned on me that I had not fed any money into the video player, so I started that up with a $5 bill, and adjusted the screaming volume down. I was starting to get hard as she lavished attention on his cock, which was also beginning to slowly swell and lengthen. It was up to probably 7" and impressive thickness, still not fully hard, when Bren suddenly quit and stood up. "Fuck! I'm too dressed and too hot!" She quickly stripped her shirt over her head and slid out of her pants, handing them to me and leaving on only her black thong. I tried to hang her clothes on the towel dispenser where I had put our jackets, and finally succeeded, albeit precariously. The farmer had pulled his implements back into his booth when Bren quit sucking him, but quickly returned them to her when she showed herself to him at the hole. She resumed sucking him as I slid my jeans down and let my hard cock spring free. After a few more minutes of her fine work, his cock had reached an impressive 8 or so inches, and was quite thick. Noticeably larger than my own, though not as hard, but still plenty hard enough to be servicable. This old boy was well equipped, I was impressed. He must have made some young ladies very happy in his day. I wondered if maybe Viagra was involved, but it really didn't matter. He had a big, thick, hard cock, and Bren was totally into it. I reached under her and wormed my fingers inside her thong and then into her slit, finding her hot and slick, oozing her slippery lube. Yup, she was enjoying her evening now. I fiddled her hard clit a little bit, then slid two fingers into her. She growled deep in her throat and thrust herself onto my fingers, coating them in her honey. She moaned in protest as I slid my fingers out of her, but I wanted a taste. I sucked her juices off my fingers, it was sweet, slick, and incredible, and I was hard as stone.
kgrebo Member 14	# Posted: 5 Apr 2008 20:44:43 Reply "I've wondered, do guys like this, whose wives probably don't do this stuff think that those of us husbands that let our wives do it (or even encourage and help them) are insane, are pussywhipped cuckolds, or are they jealous and wish they could talk their wives into it? I get kind of embarassed or even humiliated sometimes, like this, when guys can actually see me and know what's happening, but I always find it way too exciting to quit. Any opinions?" I am very, very jealous. I've been trying to get my wife to open up and have sex with other guys for about 8 years (we've been married >20). I've made a little progress; she'll play along with the "other guys" fantasy when we're having sex and I've gotten her to dress without undies while on vacation. A few times she's even told me to eat the creampie that her boyfriend left after I cum in her and while I'm down there, she'll be saying "yeah, eat all his cum, lick it up" and it turns me on again enough to fuck her again. We'll be empty nesters soon and I'm hoping that she'll get slutty then. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about my wife having sex with other guys.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 5 Apr 2008 22:19:19 Reply kgrebo: good luck, and be sure to keep us posted. It sounds like she's interested, but too inhibited to take the next step I hope she'll cum around for you.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 6 Apr 2008 05:25:11 Reply She continued to suck him, enjoying the thickness of his cock in her mouth, and began to stroke and massage his saggy ball sack with her left hand. I had always heard that as guys got older their testicles and dick tends to shrink, but if that was true of this guy, who I guessed was at least in his mid to late 60's, he must have been extremely well endowed when he was younger. Bren and I have seen a lot of young guys that can only wish they were hung like this. At full hardness, like he seemed to be now, he had to be close to 9" long, and probably near 2.5" in diameter at the base of his cock, although slightly narrower just behind the head. Sure, his ball sack was saggy, wrinkled, and low-hanging, but if it hung out of his Bermuda shorts when he was playing shuffleboard at the retirement home it was because he had two big ol' fat chicken egg sized nuts in there! Which Brenda seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the weight and feel of just then. Letting his wet cock just hang across the side of her face, she began to lick and suck at his big balls. I heard him groan and thump against the wall on the other side as he adjusted his position to give her better access to his nuts, and Bren made the most of it, sucking one big egg into her mouth. I heard him groan "Oh my god" as she pulled at his testicles, now stroking his long thick cock with her hand. I noticed that her fingertips just touched when she was far up on his shaft, but lacked touching by almost an inch when she stroked down near the base. His cock and her hand were shiny with a mix of saliva and pre-cum, and I figured she'd have him cumming pretty soon. By now I was very aroused at watching my wife work this impressive tool, and was slowly stroking my hard cock, which was also dribbling a little clear fluid. I pulled at her and tried to encourage her to get up to a standing position so that I could either go down on her or enter her from behind, but she just shrugged me off and stayed focused on her blowjob, frustrating me. As I became more insistent she stopped and turned to me. "Stop it, I want to fuck him now. Look at that nice cock!" As she continued to stroke and lick him, I turned to her small purse where the 2 leftover Magnum sized condoms were. I figured a normal size one would be a stretch, literally and figuratively, on him. Bren heard me rustling around and said "No, not with that. Bareback, I want to feel him cum in me." We had an agreement not to do that with strangers, and I objected. I just don't think it's worth dying for, you know? She overruled my objections, and said "I'll just ask him." She gave a couple quick tugs on his cock, as if to say "Hey there!", the way you'd tap somebody on the shoulder, and I couldn't help but laugh when he understood her signal! He pulled out of the hole, and Bren put her face to the hole and said "C'mere a sec" He leaned near the hole and she softly said "I want you to fuck me, OK?" He, of course, said "Yah, sure, you bet." Sounded like Wisconsin or Minnesota over there. Then she did, she asked him flat out: "You don't have any nasty diseases or anything, do you, 'cause I don't want to use a condom, and my husband is being pissy about it." He replied "Noo, noo, I don't suppose I do, I haven't had a lot of sex, you know, with somebody, since my wife passed a couple years ago. I don't know of anything." Then, to his credit, he asked "What about you?" Bren assured him that she did not, and since we both get tested pretty regularly I was confident she was correct. He said "Well, OK then", and put his cock and balls back thru the hole, leaning his belly against the wall so that he was thrust through as far as possible. He had softened slightly, but Bren's lips and the promise of her pussy had him hard again in no time. I was still nervous about her doing him this way, but his age range is a very low risk group, and I had no reason to think he'd lied to us. I quickly stripped off her wet thong (I think I could have wrung her juices out of it), and stuffed it in her purse. She turned and, putting one foot up on the chair and the other on the ground, reached back and began to rub his fat cockhead up and down in her wet pussy, trying to get him in, but having some difficulty. It had to be because of his size, or maybe she was just tight because of the awkward position, because I knew she was plenty well lubed. She looked at me watching and said "Help me!" I kneeled in front of her, and she put both hands on my shoulders to brace herself, leaving sticky wet fingermarks on my dark shirt. I reached back under her and took his thick cock in my hand, guiding it to her pussy and working it up and down, trying to help her get it in. I noticed the weight and heat, as well as the silky skin of his cock, and felt him harden as he tensed and tried to thrust into her. We missed again, and his cock was becoming quite slippery with all her pussy juice and saliva and his own leaking semen. I changed tactics and just let his big thick cock lay the length of my hand, my fingertips brushing his ballsack and the head of his cock leaking cum on my wrist. I pressed his thick shaft against her pussy, parting her lips and letting her wet inner lips and hard clit rub against the top of his hardness. She liked that, and began to buck her hips, sliding her sensitive clit and pussy lips against his shaft, pressing down hard into my hand and digging her fingernails into my shoulders with her arousal. I wasn't sure if he was going to cum first and cover my arm with jizz, or if she was going to cum first and collapse on top of me, but I knew I was very, very turned on and enjoying their actions. I felt Brenda's fingers tighten painfully on my shoulders, gripping like iron, and heard the first sounds of her first orgasm of the night. I knew it was going to be a good one, and I watched all the muscles in her tummy and thighs go taut. "Unh, unh, god, oh yes, yes", as she pumped her hard clit against his cock. At just the right moment, as she was cumming hard and pumping against him, she rocked forward and I pushed his cock up to her opening so that on her next hip thrust he slammed into her, full length deep into her pussy. She cried out and started to just writhe and shake in the throes of a massive orgasm. It was what I had been planning to do, but it worked way better than I could have anticipated. She was gasping and moaning, and I think it might have been one of her most powerful orgasms I had ever seen. I hoped she blended in with the noisy video soundtracks around us, or somebody might think I was killing her. By now she had one hand in a death grip on my right ear and was pulling my hair with the other, continuing to pump and squeeze on the big cock now firmly seated in her swollen pussy. I disengaged her hand from my ear before she could rip it off, and watched as she settled into a smooth rhythm of sliding back and forth on the farmer's thick cock. Amazingly, he had not cum when she had. I almost did, and I was just poking up in the air, not in her tight, hot pussy. Like I said, amazing.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 8 Apr 2008 02:35:20 Reply They settled into a rhythm, her sliding back and forth on his big cock as he held still, then after 30 or so thrusts, she would stop tight against the wall and he would fuck her tight pussy, driving his big meat deeply into her. I had stood up and could see the action when she was moving on him, his thick meat spreading her lips wide, her tiny puckered asshole clenching and unclenching as she squeezed his cock, but when she stopped my view was blocked. I still knew every time he thrust deep into her though, by her soft unh,unh, unh grunts every time he'd fill her up. She had her hands on her knees, bracing herself against his thrusts, but I could see she was getting tired in that position. He had probably been fucking her for seven or eight minutes at this point. I kneeled back down in front of her so that she could lean on me, but all I could see from there was her breasts swaying back and forth, nipples rosy and hard, and his big balls dangling down below her crotch. His balls would slide up the wall as he pulled out of her, then dangle way back down when he again thrust himself into her. I looked at her face, which was flushed and had a light sheen of sweat. She was biting her lower lip and had her eyes closed, her breath coming in short, fast pants. I had to be a part of this. "Honey, are you OK?" Seeming surprised, she opened her eyes and looked at me and grunted out "Uh-huh" with two of his thrusts. "How does that feel baby, is it good?" "Ohhh, oh god yes, it's amazing! His cock is so big, I love it, god, Oh fuck, he's going to make me cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm cumming, ohhhhh fuck, yesss! Ohhh, big fucking hard COCK!" The last few words were ground out between clenched teeth, and again she was gripping my shoulder and the side of my neck in an iron grip as a huge orgasm rocked through her body. She is incredibly strong when in the throes of sex, and she was actually kind of hurting me. I knew it was unintentional. I was also a little jealous of the intensity of her orgasms, I am unable to give her this powerful of an orgasm except orally. Apparently my "reasonably thick" 7" dick just doesn't do to her what he was able to do. My inadequate cock was hard as stone right now though, and weeping madly in humiliation. Nah, fuck that, it was just arousal! As she came off her hard orgasm I looked again into her face. She was almost gasping for air, very flushed, and her eyes were wide open now. In fact, she was looking right at me, but she was not seeing me at all. Even with her eyes open, she was not seeing a thing. Instead, she was focused completely internally, I'm sure that is what was happening. I moved my head back and forth in front of her, trying to catch her eye, but her blank stare never wavered, and she never blinked. She was focused 100% on that thick cock plunging into her, the electric shocks radiating out from her hard clit and stiff nipples, the hot moist walls of her vagina gripping his thick meat as he pumped into her, stretching her wide and deep, the big head of his cock probing at her womb as the thick base pushed her lips wide open. I think she was looking deep inside for that next orgasm that was welling up from her center, and she soon found it. I started milking her nipples, so as to not be completely useless, and when she came again it was really good for her. She was almost sobbing in her joy at how good this felt. He had fucked her for over 20 minutes now, three big time orgasms and I lost count of how many lesser ones, and I have no idea how his old back and knees took it, much less his big old cock in her hot grip We had never had anyone at a gloryhole or in a theater last this long before, the 20 second wonder is much more common, but we're talking over 20 damn minutes! He was raising her expectations to unreasonable levels! I cheated. I reached back and began to fondle his huge balls, rolling them in his floppy sack, and squeezing them, and let my fingers massage the base of his thick cock as he plumbed my wife's depths, my fingers quickly becoming slick and dripping their combined juices. Close to the wall, I heard him groan, and felt his cock swell and pulse against my fingers. I just held there, making circles on the underside of the base of his cock, and felt him spasm, again and again, as he pumped big gouts of his semen deep into my Brenda. She felt it too, and came again, squeezing a flood of white cum out around his cock and over my fingers. I rubbed it into his balls, covering his sack with his own cum, and as he slid out of her I let his massive cock, which had given my wife such pleasure, flop wetly into my hand. I gripped him, stroking his slippery cock, and watched and heard several big wet drops of cum fall from his cock and from Brenda's pussy onto the floor. She turned, and taking him into her mouth began to clean the cum from his cock. I got behind her and sank my aching cock into the pool of hot fresh cum still inside of her, her stretched pussy only very slowly contracting to fit my cock. It was incredible, so hot and wet, and so loose, just teasing my cock without really gripping me, sooo wet and slick, and I could feel his cum running down my balls and dripping to the floor. I knew I wouldn't last too long, I couldn't.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 12 Apr 2008 19:10:50 Reply Gripping her hips I pulled her tight against me, burying myself as deeply into her as I could, and still knowing that I was not as deep as he had just been. And that had been with a wall between them. She continued to make wet sucking sounds as she worked on his cum-covered cock, accompanied by moans as I thrust into her again and again. I loved the feel of her soaking pussy loosely wrapped around my cock, and knew that I was about to pass the point of no return. I pressed deeply into her, my balls and pubic hair soaked with the cum covering her pussy, and began to spurt my pent-up load far into her hot tunnel. It felt incredible, I never wanted it to stop, but all too soon I had finished several large spurts and several more which diminished in intensity as my orgasm slowly subsided. Brenda came again as I did, but with nowhere near the intensity of her earlier ones. She raised up slightly, putting her hands on the wall above the gloryhole and leaning her weight on her arms. With her face no longer blocking the way, I could lean to one side and see that the guy had pulled out and the hole was vacant. I continued to slowly thrust into her, enjoying the hot, wet sensation as my erection gradually began to soften. As she raised up a little further to ease the strain on her back, I slipped from her loose grip and flopped down against my leg in a spray of semen. I could feel that Brenda was shaky, and knew from experience that her legs would be a little wobbly after several good orgasms and an extended time in an awkward position. I pulled the chair over for her, stepping out of the way as best I could in the small booth. She turned the chair so that it faced the hole, and collapsed onto it, sprawling with her legs apart and her head back. She had her eyes closed, and I could see by the rise and fall of her chest that she was breathing heavily. I also noticed that her nipples were still very hard. I heard paper towels being torn off the roll in the next booth as I slid around to one side and leaned down to get a look at her pussy. She was a mess, pink and swollen and leaking cum, her entire crotch shiny wet and sticky-looking. Her little patch of pubic hair was gooey with cum, and she just looked very well satisfied, and incredibly hot. Cum was running from her and dripping from the edge of the chair onto the floor. If she had slid down another inch or two it would have missed the chair entirely and dripped straight to the floor, but as a result of her position, she was sitting in a cum slick, her ass wet and semen coated where it met the plastic chair. We heard the door of our partner's booth open, and could see the light from the hall shining into the booth. Within seconds of his departure we heard someone enter, and saw a pair of red sweatpants pass the hole just before the space went dark and we heard the door close. Bren continued to sit with her used pussy facing the hole for anyone to see, as I took a paper towel to myself, cleaning the worst of the mess off before it could get all crusty. We could see him looking in at her, and he gripped the bottom of the hole with 4 fingers into our booth as he stared at her, enjoying that beautiful sight. Always aiming to please, Bren began to rub herself with two fingers of her left hand (she is left-handed), smearing the wetness over her pussy, stroking her clit and occasionally inserting her fingers to pull out more white semen. Soon the guy stood, and we could see that he was masturbating furiously just beyond the opening, his hand pumping rapidly on what appeared to be an average but very hard cock. I don't think Brenda was extremely interested so soon after her last experience, but always willing to fondle a new cock she reached out and touched him through the hole, stroking his glistening cockhead with her sticky fingers. He took the hint and thrust his stiff, upward-curving 5" cock through the hole. He was nothing special, just a slightly shorter and slightly thinner than average cock, but he was hard, horny, and present, and Bren leaned forward to suck him. She had just put her lips on him, taking his entire smallish bit swollen cock into her mouth, when her ass slid on the wet chair and she almost fell off. She released him and jerked back to catch herself and I grabbed her arm, and we got her settled more steadily on the cum-seat, but as she took him in her hand, before she could get positioned to suck him off, he began to spurt his load all over the place. She managed to catch most of it on her tits and stomach, but a couple of errant sprays hit the floor, and one went in and on one of her red sneakers. We didn't see that until later, but we know that's when it happened. Those were her airport security-friendly shoes, so she wore that obvious cum splash home on the plane before she could throw them in the wash. Probably nobody else noticed, but we knew what that white smear was. She stroked him as he finished, not taking him back into her mouth as his punishment for cumming before he was supposed to. As he softened she milked the last fat drop of cum to the tip of his shrinking cock, then took it with the very tip of her tongue and enjoyed the flavor of him before she swallowed it. He pulled back quickly and left, not bothering to clean himself with a towel or anything. I guess there was really no need, all of his semen was in our booth, most of it on my wife, and all he had was a trace of her saliva on his shrivelled little cock. His sweatpants were probably absorbent enough to handle any more cum leakage. Trouser tracks to explain to his wife!
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 15 Apr 2008 02:22:58 Reply Bren stayed slouched down on the chair, his cum splash still warm on her tits. I was behind her, and leaned forward and began to rub his warm slippery cum into her nipples with my fingertips, pinching her hard nipples as I let them slide from my grip, and making circles around them with his cum. She shivered and let out a low moan. "Mmmmm, you're driving me crazy. I'm going to need some more cock soon!" She began to rub her hard clit with two fingers, lubricating them with the cum still oozing out of her. Amazingly, the booth next door remained empty, and through the gloryhole we could see the light from the video screen flashing on the floor and wall. I dug out Bren's purchase, the big ol' purple floppy dong and handed it to her, and was digging for the lube when Brenda leaned forward and looked in to see if anyone was going to join us, then said "Oh wow! That booth is a double, it's got a hole on both sides!" I was kind of surprised, we have not seen that very often. "Really? Let me see." I looked, and she was right. As a matter of fact, I could see straight through into the 3rd booth, which was occupied, and could make out the obvious motion of some guy's arm as he jerked off. Brenda, apparently excited by the prospect of 2 strange cocks at once, said "C'mon, hurry up, I want to move over to that booth!" She was naked, I was almost, so there was no way to do this very quickly. Even as we reached for our clothes, we heard the noise of somebody entering that booth and closing the door, and knew we'd missed that opportunity. We quietly discussed it and decided to go ahead and get dressed, at least minimally, so that we could jump over the next time it opened up. I slid the chair so that the back was blocking the hole, and Bren wiped the cum off the seat partly so she could sit and not soak her pants, and partly because it's not polite to leave cum all over the chairs. Poor etiquette, like leaving the gym equipment all sweaty at Bally's. She slipped into her tight little pants, without her thong which remained in her purse, and then into her snug t-shirt. I took a big drop of cum off the tip of my cock with one finger, giving it to Bren to lick off, and pulled up my pants, which had been bunched around my ankles. I grabbed my sweatshirt off the towel holder, almost dropping it on the cummy floor, and slipped it on. I handed Bren her shoes, noticing the big cum splatter on one. I started to take it to wipe it off, but Bren said to leave it, that I'd probably only make it look worse. I think she just wanted to show it off. We were ready to jump, and Bren pulled the chair aside to see what was going on or if the booth would soon be vacated. She looked, then motioned me to join her. I looked in to see the guy that had entered, a tall thin guy, pants around his feet, pressed up tight against the far wall, his ass toward us flexing and thrusting as he got some from whoever (pretty sure it was another guy) was in the 3rd booth! The hole was big enough that if Bren and I put our heads right together we could both watch him, and I could tell already that Bren was enjoying this little voyeuristic side-trip. We could see his balls flopping between his spread legs as he made short thrusts with his hips, and the muscles in his ass cheeks were pumping rhythmically. He was flat-out fucking that wall! We watched a hand snake in and begin to squeeze his balls. It was almost definitely a man's hand, with strong, blunt fingers, and it appeared to be squeezing him pretty hard. He stopped thrusting, pressed against the wall and grunting "Unh, unh, ohh, uhhhh fuck" as the strong fingers crushed his testicles in a death grip. It looked kind of painful, but fun, and I found myself growing hard. He was definitely digging it. Bren was also enjoying it immensely. "This is fucking hot! I want you to do that for me, so I can watch you." I was not so sure, although I was turned on. "We'll see, maybe sometime I will." We continued to watch as his ass muscles began to contract strongly, although he held very still, pressed to the wall. I was sure he was pumping out his load, his balls being squeezed dry, and was filling up some man's mouth as we watched him cum. We soon discovered that we were correct, as his balls were released and he stepped back from the wall. His cock was still very hard, long and kind of skinny, and covered with an unmistakeable mix of saliva and cum. His balls were red and beginning to look a little swollen, and he rubbed them with one hand as we heard him say "Goddam!" With his other hand he gave his long cock a few tugs, and we saw him visibly shiver. He gently massaged his bruised balls, muttering "Fuck me! Motherfucker." It had apparently hurt so-o-o-o good! He continued to massage himself, cock and balls, as he settled onto the chair to watch videos. We watched a dribble of cum roll down his length before he rubbed it in. He knew we watched, but didn't care. I think he enjoyed having an audience, or he could have blocked our hole while he got his blowjob. He pulled his loose foreskin back and forth, covering and uncovering his glistening cockhead. I know how Bren loves that. He did not appear to be losing his erection, which was probably between 8" and 9" long, but could not have been more that maybe an inch and a quarter in diameter. It just looked really skinny. Brenda said later it would be a good, deep ass-fucking cock. Since he showed no signs of leaving, and we were dressed, we decided to go get some supper. We had not eaten yet, except for a little semen on her part, but that was barely an appetizer and we were starving. It was probably about 8:00 at this point.
cumhubby Member 231 Pictures: 3	# Posted: 15 Apr 2008 16:28:34 Reply Stormy, This is so hot, please continue the story and post a discreet pic of Brenda so we can see what she looks like. She is such a good slut wife.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 19 Apr 2008 06:10:17 Reply CH, you're right about that. I will try again with the picture. To say she's not keen on that idea would be an understatement.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 19 Apr 2008 07:05:17 Reply We made sure we were dressed and fully zipped and all, then Bren took one more peek at our neighbor before we left. Now he was giving someone a blowjob, kneeling in front of the hole on the far side, his cock and balls visible dangling between his legs. Bren kind of wanted to watch, but it quickly became apparent that all we would see was his back, and his head bobbing up and down, so we left. As we walked into the shop area we had to go around a couple of dvd racks to get to the door, and as we did we heard somebody say "Excuse me!" somewhat loudly, and turned to find a kind of stocky older guy approaching us. It dawned on me pretty quickly that this was the guy whose cum was still slowly leaking out of Brenda, I recognized his plaid flannel shirt. He also had on a jean jacket, and, incongruously, navy blue sweatpants and black work boots. The sweatpants didn't seem to go with the rest of his down-on-the-farm outfit, but it seems that in this arcade elastic waisted pants are the order of the day. Makes sense for ease of access, as I know, but I had not packed with this in mind. The flopping bulge in his pants as he approached made it pretty obvious that he was packing some meat, which of course we already knew. "Can I talk to you two for a minute?" Brenda realized who he was as well, and gave him a big smile. "Oh, hi. Sure, nice to meet you face to face." He laughed at this. He had to be in his 60's, at least, but seemed very robust and fit. There was no sign of any old man shuffle or unsteadiness in his walk. I was all the more impressed with his performance. "Hi, my name is Walt. I sure am glad you showed up tonight." His voice was deep and steady. I introduced myself and Brenda, and we shook hands. Seemed kind of formal, considering. "Walt, have you been waiting for us?" It had been a good 15 to 20 minutes since he'd left his booth. "Yup, I have. I wanted to meet ya and say thanks, that was realy nice in there." Bren took his hand. "You're welcome Walt. I really enjoyed it too. Hey, we're getting ready to go get some supper, want to join us?" He looked at both of us for a second. "Yah, sure, you bet. I didn't have any dinner yet ya know, sounds good." He looked like a big Swede or something, and I was even more sure he was from Wisconsin or Minnesota, or maybe the Dakotas. I figued I'd find out over dinner. We asked if he knew what was around by way of restaurants, and he seemed to. We settled on Denny's because it was close, fast, and reasonable, and he invited us to ride with him. I remembered passing the Denny's about a mile or so back west on Stark St. toward the freeway, and knew it would be no big deal for him to drop us back here at Paradise after we'd eaten. We climbed up into the front seat of his big 4-door pickup, me admiring the way Brenda's thin knit pants clung to her ass and up into her cleft as she got in the middle. I could see that they were wet in the crotch, but because they were light blue it was not too obvious. She got in tight against Walt as he backed out and got that big truck out of the tight lot and turned left onto Stark. Brenda immediately reached into his lap and began squeezing and fondling him. "You really felt good in me Walt, I came several times you know." "Yah, good, I'm glad. Sorry I came so soon but you were so tight and it had been a long time for me." I just leaned forward and looked at him. "You're kidding , right?" I mean, he had fucked her silly for 20 minutes straight. "Weren't your legs and back about to give out in that position?" He laughed again, deep in his chest. "Yah, well, my knees were pretty sore, but I didn't notice that you know, 'til after I cum. I was distracted, you could say. You're not going to get pregnant, are you girl?" Bren's not really a girl anymore, we're in our 30's but I guess to him we seemed pretty young. She reassured him that she would not. I thought now was a great time for him to worry about it, well after he'd pumped his load in her. Bren had reached inside his pants by now and was feeling his cock. "Mmmm, I just love the way your big cock feels, so thick." "Well girl, I don't think you will get another rise out of me tonight, I'm usually good for only one go these days, most times. Usually for longer though. Anyhow, here's the restaurant." Apparently he was not kidding about the 20 minute fuck being fast for him, the old fart. We turnd into the lot and parked.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 22 Apr 2008 03:23:23 Reply Bren quit fondling him, and we climbed out of his truck. She slid out my side, which gave me a great opportunity to notice how her wet pants were tucked up into her crease. They were so snugly molded to her that they left almost nothing to the imagination, and she made no effort to unwedge them as we walked into the building. The place was pretty empty, only 2 tables currently occupied and 2 guys at the counter. It was pretty late for supper, between 8:30 and 9:00 I'd guess. The girl behind the counter told us to just sit anywhere, and Bren headed toward a booth by the window. It was away from the table where a young couple and 3 kind of noisy, tired kids were sitting (good choice), but we had to walk right past a booth with 2 kind of grungy looking guys, early twenties, and I watched as the guy facing us looked Brenda up and down, and watched his eyes almost bug out when they locked in on her pussy. It was really pretty comical, and he tried to get his friend's attention to turn and look but we were past them before he caught on. We went 3 booths past them before Bren picked one, and she slid in with her back to the door and motioned Walt to sit beside her. Why was I not surprised? I sat on the other side, and watched as the young guy that had ogled Brenda leaned forward and told his friend about it, motioning over toward us none too subtly with his head. The guy leaned out and looked our way, but all he could see by then was the back of Walt and Brenda's heads, and me looking back at him. He quickly looked away. Bren was against the window, with Walt to her left, and I watched as she dropped her left hand back into his lap and began to grope him. She held her arm still, probably still gripping Walt's fat cock, when the counter girl brought our menus and told us John would be our waiter and would be right there. She went back to fondling as she looked at her menu, and I heard Walt mutter "Christ, girl, you're crazy. You'll get us arrested." Bren just laughed. I gave her the heads up when John appeared and headed toward us, and she put both hands on the table. Walt blew out a loud breath of relief. We ordered, 2 Grand Slams and a French Slam. Apparently we were all hungry from the activities we'd enjoyed, and breakfast seemed to be the solution for that. As soon as John walked away, Bren was back at Walt's cock, and in a couple minutes she leaned into him and said, softly, "I thought you said you couldn't get it up again. Were you holding out on me?" It was very exciting for me to know that she was stroking his big hard cock right there under the table, and I got pretty hard too. I could just envision her thin fingers, wedding ring and all, wrapped around that long thick cock that had been so far inside of her just a little while ago. I was hard, I couldn't help it. Walt put his mouth near her ear and said "I didn't think I would. You could give a dead man a boner, the way you do that. Mmmm, that's it, right there, damn." With her other hand Bren took his right hand and pulled it down to her crotch, and I knew she had her legs spread for him. I took a peek under the table, and yup, her feet were about 3' apart. She gasped and her body jerked, and I knew one of his thick stubby fingers had found its mark. John came back with our drinks just then, and they both stopped their action but did not remove their hands. Walt's thick body pretty well filled the booth, so you could not see from above what was going on in his lap, but Bren had to lean forward to hide his big hand in her lap. She had taken off her jacket, so John was focused on her erect nipples shining through her shirt, and probably would not have noticed anyway. They continued to play as we waited for our food, and I could tell that if he didn't stop soon he was going to bring Bren to an orgasm. Just doing it in the restaurant would have turned her on a lot, and his big cock in her hand and fat finger on her clit was going to be too much. Sure enough, she twitched and pushed her pussy against his finger, and he pressed her wet pants hard against her stiff nub and stroked her. Her right hand, on the table, was clenched into a fist, knuckles white and nails digging into her palm, and all the muscles in her arm and neck stood out. I heard the telltale gasp, and a soft uh,uh,uh,uh, followed by a trembly, whispered "Oh, fuck!", and knew she had cum on his finger. He brought his hand up, and his finger was visibly wet, even though he had been diddling her through her pants! He sniffed it quickly, then sucked the moisture off and dried it with his napkin. Bren looked dazed, and was breathing heavily, but continued to stroke his cock. "Walter, you're really hard. Your cock feels enormous!" I think she said that too loud, the guy with his back to us leaned out and almost turned before he stopped himself. Bren decided she had better go pee and wash up before our food came, and Walt had to stand to let her out. His cock was hard and enormous, as Bren had said, and very obvious in his sweatpants. Fortunately I was the only person in a position to see that. Fucking unfair that he should get so much cock when others of us could use a little more. When Brenda stood I could see that her pants were worse than before, obviously wet, and her puffy pussy lips showing plainly. Naked would have been less erotic. The guy that had missed out before had a perfect shot of her this time, and made no pretense of not looking. He had a moment's hesitation deciding between pussy and nipples, but settled on pussy. After she passed they could not hide the fun they'd had. He was all smiles, and I heard a few whispered comments of "Holy shit! That was amazing. Fuck!" and other similar things until he looked at me and found me looking at him. He made that "busted" face, but I just smiled at him. He might as well enjoy it, he wouldn't be the first.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 29 Apr 2008 03:03:08 Reply They leaned in to get their heads close enough together to talk without us overhearing them. I'm sure they thought they were being subtle, but I knew they were just planning for Bren to come back, and how they would best take advantage of that opportunity to look her over. She was gone quite a while, and in fact John and the counter girl were putting our food on the table when she came back and I almost missed the two guys nearly falling off their chairs to see her. Her nipples still showed nicely, but she had fixed her pants. While obviously still wet, they were no longer tucked into her crevice. I'm sure they still showed her ass nicely in the rear view though. She waited for the waiter to get done, then Walt stood and let her slide into the booth. His arousal appeared to have also subsided so that he could stand without being obscene. As we began to eat, Bren took me to task. "Why didn't you tell me my pants were so wet? They were practically glued to me. That looked terrible, and people were staring." I had to disagree, I thought it looked really nice. "Well, fortunately there are not too many people here. And anyhow, I figured you knew. I thought the cameltoe look was pretty sexy, how about you Walt?" 'Well, yah there was no mistakin' that you were a girl, that's for sure. You just gave those boys a treat is all, you betcha they didn't mind!" I had to ask. "Walt, where are you from? You talk Minnesota pretty fluently." He laughed. "No, them are fightin' words. I'm a Wisconsin boy, my whole life." They seated another couple, a middle-aged husband and wife near us, and that, coupled with focusing on our food made Walt and Bren keep their hands to themselves. Over dinner we found out that Walt had owned and operated a dairy farm in Wisconsin, "southwest of Merrill", wherever that is, and had only in the last couple of years turned it over to his eldest son and his family. He spent the summers there, helping out his son, and the winters in Portland living with his daughter and her husband. He has another son in Chicago, his youngest, that he apparently sees only occasionally. Portland, with it's wet cold weather doesn't strike me as the best place to spend the winter, but compared to Wisconsin and Chicago I guess its the tropics. His wife had died fairly young, at 54, and he has never remarried. Bren asked, but he really couldn't seem to say why. Just never the right woman was all he could say. He says he dates some, and obviously has stayed sexually active. He plans to drive his truck back to Wisconsin, "about Memorial Day or thereabouts I imagine", and return to Portland next fall before Thanksgiving. Bren exacted a promise from him to swing by our place for a few days on his way to Wisconsin, but I doubt that will happen. Northwestern Alabama is not right on the route from Oregon to Wisconsin. He just seemed like a really good guy, and we all hit it off. He and Bren in particular, and she loved his big cock and balls. I have to say I admired his abilities and endurance, especially at his age, and had to admit I was a little envious of the size of his equipment and how it had worked for my wife. He doesn't do emails or any of that computer crap, as he put it, but does have a cell phone. He and Bren exchanged numbers, and they have talked several times since New Year's. He is still saying he will travel to our place on his way home. That's just a few weeks off now, so we'll see. We finished up our meals and checked out. On the way out to his truck Bren said "Damn, guys, your cum is still leaking out of me, I thought I got it all cleaned up. How much did you cum in me?" Walt just laughed at her nastiness. "Well, a lot I'm sure. You felt so good I was inspired to do my best. I hope you're not upset." I reassured him "Oh, she's not, she loves it, she's just bragging 'cause she squeezed us dry." We got in the truck in the same order as before, and Bren helped Walt slide his pants down before he put it in gear. She sucked his cock all the way back to the porn store, and for a few minutes in the parking lot before I reminded her the lot is on video cam inside the store. He was huge and hard again, surprising himself more than Bren, I think. She tried to talk him into coming in and fucking her again, in our booth, but he begged off saying his daughter would be worrying about him. She continued to stroke his cock as they talked, running her hand up and down his thick wet shaft. I was totally hard watching as she was giving him a great handjob, her hand travelling up and down his long cock, twisting slightly as she stroked. It was kind of strange just sitting there, having a normal conversation, watching a few guys come and go from the shop as my wife stroked this huge old cock. I knew she was still oozing our combined cum, and I was painfully hard but didn't take my cock out. I just chatted with them and watched, wondering how long he could stand this. His truck was running, and we got a few long looks, but unless the got close and looked in they couldn't see. Maybe some saw her arm moving. After what must have been nearly 15 minutes he groaned. "Ohhh, good christ girl, you're making me cum." Bren quickly dived to his lap and took his load in her mouth, moaning with each spurt. "Mmmm, mmm, uhhh, mmm." She stopped long enough to slurp in and swallow and then returned his cock to her mouth to catch the rest. After he had quit ejaculating she sat up and looked at me, her mouth obviously full of cum. She smiled at me as she squished his sperm around in her mouth, then put her chin up and swallowed. "Wow. That was a load. Delicious!" She grabbed my head and kissed me, sticking her semen covered tongue into my mouth. I made a pretense of breaking away, but really I would have been disappointed if she had not done that. I almost came in my pants when she groped me to be sure I had enjoyed it. No question there! We kissed for a few seconds, sharing the taste of his cum, before she went back to lick the last little bit from his thick rubbery cock. He was slowly softening, but was still quite large. When she kissed him goodbye, he didn't hesitate at all. Apparently semen on a woman's lips (or at least his own semen) doesn't bother him. He promised again to stay in touch and left, Bren and I standing by our rental as we waved at him. I could have gone either way on going into the store or back to the hotel(I was ready to fuck my wife then eat her pussy), but Brenda was still wanting more, so we went back in.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 29 Apr 2008 03:12:32 Reply Reading back over it, I'm not sure why I covered the whole restaurant stop and all, but needed to keep my time-line straight. Hope it didn't bore y'all. Or make you hungry for a Grand Slam. Watching the reactions of the 2 guys at the table by us was priceless. I can just about guarantee they jerked off to those memories later. In hindsight, Bren should have invited them to come back to the video booths. They were turned on enough that they probably would have cum very quickly for her.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 4 May 2008 06:37:22 Reply After we wemt back into the store, I had to go break a couple of twenties for some smaller bills for the video machine, and Bren headed back to the arcade to see if the double-gloryhole booth was available. There was a young couple buying a video and a toy, so it took a couple minutes to get change. By the time I got back to the arcade, Bren was standing by the wall where they have the "Now Playing" DVD boxes posted showing what is on the various arcade channels, so I knew the booth had not been available. She was making a pretense of loking at the titles, but I knew she couldn't care less, because she had no intention of watching the screen anyway. There was a tall thin guy pretty close to her, also pretending to look at the boxes, so I stayed back to see what would happen. He had on baggy black sweatpants and a loose-fitting silver nylon jacket with his hands stuffed in the pockets, and one of those dopey knit caps, black, and pulled down over his ears. It was not until he turned to look at her that I realized he was black. He looked her up and down, making no effort to even pretend to be sneaky about it. He must have liked what he saw, because he said "Hi, I'm Chris." For the last year or two, Brenda has had a real thing for black men. The whole huge cock myth has her very curious, and while she's only actually gotten to have sex (oral or whatever) with a total of about 5 black guys, ever, she has not found a really big black cock yet. A couple of pretty good sized ones, yes, including my old college roommate Michael, but not huge. Michael was before her fascination with black guys started, but may have helped lead up to it. I was curious how she would handle this situation, and I knew she would want to check him out. "Well, hi Chris, I'm Brenda." She gave him her actual name, so I knew her guard was down. I couldn't hear exactly what he said next, but found out later he had asked if she was alone and if she wanted to join him in one of the booths. I did hear her say that she better not because she was with her husband, and then she turned and saw me hanging back. She motioned me over, and introduced me to Chris. He said "Hey, sorry man, I thought she was alone, I didn't mean to be hittin on your wife." I assured him it was no problem, I'd have done the same in his place. We talked for a few moments, then he asked what we were doing. Brenda told him she was waiting for the double-hole booth. He looked back and forth between Bren and me. "Really? That's pretty wild. Well, good luck, see y'all later." He went into one of the private booths, and I think Bren was disappointed that he had slipped away. We couldn't see the gloryhole booths from here by the display board, it was around a corner, so we kind of took turns, one of us staying by the board while the other walked around the corner to check. We were a little worried about seeming to be loitering, most vid stores seem to frown on that. The single hole booths on either side of our target opened up from time to time as guys came and went (no pun intended), but the double one in the middle remained occupied. We were standing together, debating about giving up and taking a single-holer, when Chris reappeared from his booth. His appearance was visibly altered, in part because he had removed his knit cap revealing a shaved head, and in part because he now had an impressively enormous bulge in the front of his baggy pants where they were tented out by his obviously hard cock. It was apparent that he had been enjoying the videos, and probably masturbating. He asked if we were still just waiting, and when we told him we were he just kind of laughed at us. "You must really want that booth, huh?" Bren had definitely noticed his endowment, and was not paying much attention to what he was saying, so I answered him. "Yeah, that'd be something new for us, we wanted to try it out." Bren looked around to see if anyone was near us, and when she saw it was all clear she reached out and rubbed him through his pants, grabbing his hard cock. "Mmm, that's nice." He had kind of jumped when she grabbed him, and I was surprised when he took her arm and pulled her hand away. "Let me see if I can help you guys." He went over toward the gloryhole booths, with us tailing him, and, finding one of the 2 side booths vacant he went in and closed the door. His little red light indicating he was dropping money in the machine never came on, but within just 3 or 4 minutes the guy that had been hogging the middle booth, the double-gloryhole one, came out and left. We zipped in and closed and locked the door. While I dug out some money to feed the video player, Bren took a look through the holes on both sides. The side Chris had gone into was pitch dark, no video playing. The other side was more rewarding, as she found a guy stroking his hard cock, and motioned me to look. He was just slowly stroking himself, his average size cock very erect and his ballsack tight and round.
cumhubby Member 231 Pictures: 3	# Posted: 4 May 2008 14:44:57 Reply Stormy, I have to tell you that I showed your stories to my wife and she absolutley loved them. I printed them out for her and she layed in bed alone and read them and masturbated. I gave her a few chapters at a time over a few days and it just lit her cunt on fire. She had me fucking her long and hard as we discussed what she read. Though I doubt she would ever go to a hole, she lived out her fantasy with your story. Thanks from both of us and keep on posting. P.S. She would love to see what Brenda looks like. Me too!
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 5 May 2008 02:07:26 Reply Wow! Thanks CH, I'm glad she enjoyed the story and as a result you enjoyed her! I know your wife is hot from the photos you posted, so I can picture her laying there and playing with herself, just stroking that wet pussy and hard clit, and, uh, mmm... Sorry, too hard to type one-handed, more later.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 6 May 2008 05:26:04 Reply Bren bent down and stuck her arm through the hole almost to her elbow, palm up. I knew within seconds when she smiled that he had put himself in her hands. "Mmm that feels nice, big, hot and hard." I watched her arm move as she massaged his cock, the small muscles in her forearm working as she pulled him over nearer to the hole. He knew by now of course that it was a woman that had him in her grip, and he seemed very cooperative. I wanted to watch what she was doing, a fact she was fully aware of, so she stopped shy of letting him stick his cock through the hole just to tease me. "Honey, his balls feel really hard, they must be so full of cum. His sack is like holding a tennis ball or something in my hand. You should feel." "Yeah, maybe later. Back up a little, I want to watch." She wouldn't do it, and just kept fondling him with her arm in the hole. Bear in mind that the gloryholes at Paradise are about 6 or 8 inches in diameter, so I tried to lean down and look through next to her arm, but she kept bumping me away with her hip and pushing at my head with her other hand so I couldn't. I'm sure the guy she was squeezing wondered what the hell she was doing as she kept yanking on his cock, but it didn't seem to discourage him. "Stop it, no peeking. Help me get my pants off and you can play with me." With her bent over it was a little tough to get them started, but they are stretchy and I managed. Once past her butt I stripped them right off and threw them on the chair. I ran my fingers up the back of her thighs and saw her shiver. Much as I wanted to stick my fingers into her pussy to see how wet she was, I decided to tease her a litle first, so I kept playing right around the spot she most wanted me to touch, stroking my fingers up the back and the inside of her thighs, sliding a finger down the crack of her ass almost to her asshole, then back up again, just lightly grazing the outer lips of her pussy with a fingertip. She was whimpering and moving her ass around, trying to get more direct contact, but I avoided her moves and kept teasing. I knew she was getting really hot, but it was also killing me. I was so fucking hard by now, I'm not sure who I was torturing the worst. I unzipped and freed my cock with my other hand, that seemed to help a little. We had completely forgotten about Chris in the other booth, but had not heard him leave. I glanced at the dark gloryhole on his side, and I'm sure I glimpsed him watching before he pulled back into the darkness. I continued to tease Brenda for several more minutes, getting closer and closer to the target, until I let one finger suddenly flick her hard clit. Her whole body jerked hard when I did that, a sudden involuntary spasm, and she gasped. "Oh god! Oh fuck, you asshole, stop teasing me and do it!" I did, pushing my index finger and middle finger deep into her steamy pussy, which put the knuckles of my other two fingers hard against her swollen clit. She came hard and fast, her feverishly hot pussy clamping down on my fingers as she bucked backwards trying to drive them deeper, her clit mashed against my hard knuckles. She was grunting and moaning, totally unintelligible, but the guys on both sides and anyone near our door definitely knew something good had happened. I was just enjoying her pleasure, and the way her pussy was gripping and soaking my hand, my cock rigid as it waved around in the air. She let the guy she had been fondling stick his cock through the hole then, and immediately took him in, sucking his fat 5" deep into her mouth. Very aroused, she sucked him hard and fast, and I figured he couldn't possibly last long. I was right, and within 30 seconds I heard Bren go "Mmm, mmm, mmm ", and I knew he was spurting into her mouth. This seemed to go on for awhile, and her pussy tightened on my fingers with each spurt, as though she was squeezing his cum into her pussy and not taking it in her mouth. Eventually she let his cum covered cock slip from her lips, still hard and leaking a small stream of white. She looked at me, her eyes wide, then tilted her head back and, as always, closed her eyes as she swallowed his cum. "Wow! That was a huge load! I thought it would start running out before I could swallow." I knew she had loved it, and was proud of herself for making him cum so much. She bent to lick him clean, a large drop of cum suspended on the tip of his cock, which still seemed pretty hard. She got me to feel his balls, which were still very firm despite losing that load. She was right, it felt like one round ball, not a sack with two in it, and was easily tennis ball size, maybe baseball or a little bigger. Strange, but she liked it. I took his cock in my hand and stroked it a few times for her benefit, I know she likes to watch me do that, and he felt thick and rubbery as he began to lose his erection. Soon he withdrew and left. She kissed me, making me taste the cum on her tongue and lips, and we decided to lose a few more clothes.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 8 May 2008 05:28:59 Reply Brenda stripped off her top, and it joined her pants on the chair. She had slipped her shoes back on after I got her pants off, because by this time of the night there were several cum splashes on the floor. She likes hot cum, straight from the source, but cold and nasty on the floor - yuck. She looked nice in just her red slip-ons, like she'd have good traction for the fucking she was hoping for. She bent down and looked into Chris' dark booth again, then up at me. "Is he still there?" "I think so, I never heard him leave. Put your hand in and see what happens." I didn't have to tell her that twice, she immediately stuck her hand well into the neighboring booth. I was watching her face to get a sign of what was happening. I was kind of surprised someone had not rousted him out of there. I don't think he ever put any money in the machine, and usually the shops frown on having the booths tied up if you are not pumping dollars in. It's possible he had put money in and just tuned to a dead channel, but I don't think so. Bren looked at me and shrugged her shoulders, ready to give up. Just as she started to withdraw her hand, I heard her almost gasp, a soft "Ahh" of surprise. She smiled at me and raised her eyebrows. "Ohhh yes, I think I can say that Chris is definitely still in there. Chris is a very lucky man." She held up her right hand, miming what her left was feeling in the other booth. If her estimate was correct, he was apparently very thick; her fingers and thumb were over an inch apart. As I said earlier, she has had this ongoing fantasy recently about really hung black men, and that has been her favorite porn to watch for the last couple of years, especially when they are fucking white women. Which seems to be most of the time. That is about the only thing that can come on the screen in the gloryhole booth that she will actually stop to watch, everything else is just background noise and keeping the light lit so we don't get chased out. It was looking like maybe her fantasy of a really large black cock for herself just might come true. She had blown one black guy that was maybe an inch or so longer than me , but quite thick, and that had left her wanting more. The only pretty big black cock she had actually fucked had been my college roomie at the time, Michael, one drunken night when we all wound up naked while playing Monopoly. I'm pretty sure we weren't playing by Milton-Bradley's published rules at the time, but we couldn't remember the next day how removal of clothing became involved. I knew Michael was hung, we'd roomed together for over 2 years at this point, but when a drunken Brenda saw (for the first, but not last time) his flaccid cock flopping around at a fat 6", she had to see what it was when erect. She knew my limp cock is only 3 - 4 inches, and thinner, and grows to a decently thick 7", and I think she expected him to double in size too. He didn't, but when she had stroked and sucked him to a very hard, thick, black 9"+ she didn't seem at all disappointed. I wound up fucking her, he wound up fucking her, I came inside of her, he came in her mouth, and we all felt very embarassed and remorseful the next day. Strangely, I asked Brenda to marry me two weeks later, and the rest is history. Come to think of it, so were those last couple of paragraphs. Sorry for the digression. She continued to feel him, clearly enjoying the sensation. She looked at my stiff cock sticking out at her face level and noticed a trail of clear pre-cum running down my cock, so she licked me clean. I tend to be very much a cum leaker when ultra-aroused, like then, and she is used to seeing me do that and keeping it licked up. She loves to get me turned on in public to see if she can make me wet-spot my pants with my leakage, and she has succeeded several times because I rarely wear underwear under jeans. She asked me to put some paper towels on the floor so she could kneel at the hole and suck him, and I did, but he would not allow her to pull his cock through the hole for some reason. Bren was genuinely disappointed when he disengaged from her hand, and then left the booth a few seconds later. I know she was very aroused by him, and the prospect of one or more forms of sex with him, but it seemed it was not to be. She looked into the booth on the other side, which had filled up while she was occupied with bbc. That guy was no substitute, a chubby white guy with a stubby 3" cock sticking out under his belly, but Bren put her fingers at the hole and was immediately rewarded with his short chubby cock, stiff and red from him rubbing it. With his belly he had to really press to the hole to get much through. If he lost 40 or 50 pounds, he'd probably gain an inch or 2 of cock. His cock was thick enough, just short. Bren started stroking him and squeezing his balls, being pretty rough with him, but he just got harder and pressed harder against the wall. I dug in her purse and pulled out the lube we'd bought and held it where she could see it. She wouldn't want it if she planned to suck him. She nodded, so I squirted a generous glob onto his cock and her hand. I took my pants the rest of the way off as I watched her masturbate him, putting them with Bren's clothes and also putting my shoes back on. She was really squeezing hard on his slippey cock as she stroked, pulling and twisting at him. Without the lube it would have to have hurt him, but he was hard as cement and showing no signs of leaving. She was mashing his balls with her palm, and I knew her fingers were touching that sensitive spot just behind his balls, and teasing his asshole. She held that hand out, asking for more lube, so I gave her some. She rubbed it on her fingers and then slid her hand back into position and shoved her long middle finger up his ass, bending it forward and massaging his undoubtedly swollen prostate. He erupted almost instantly, sending two long white streams of cum clear across our booth and hitting the far wall, then several more squirts, each dwindling in force and volume as Brenda milked his gland dry, continuing to pump him until he was just oozing and dripping the last little bit. I almost hate to admit it, but I had found that scene extremely arousing, and was leaking a river of my own.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 11 May 2008 02:59:47 Reply Brenda used her tongue to take the last big drop of white cum off the tip of his dick. She looked at me and wrinkled up her nose, apparently he didn't taste too good. Fortunately she had not let him cum in her mouth, she would have spit it out instantly. I've seen her do that before. I don't know if it's due to diet, or smoking, or what, but some guys cum apparently just tastes unpleasant to her. She likes most though. The guy pulled out of the hole, cleaned up and left, and for the moment both neighboring booths were empty. We had noticed when we got back from dinner that, while there were a number of booth occupied, there were less guys just hanging around looking for some action. There had been less cars in the parking lot as well. I was actually OK with that, I would have left then and taken Bren back to the hotel for some 1-on-1. I had this picture of her on her back on the bed, legs up over my shoulders, and me pounding as deeply into her as I could get. That wouldn't be as deep as Walt had been, or apparently as deep as Chris would have gotten if things had worked out, but I knew I could make her cum, and I knew I had another load that I wanted to spill deep inside of her. I asked if she was ready to go, but she said no, let's give it a few more minutes. I knew she had been enjoying the ready supply of new cocks, I believe it really strokes her ego when men are so obvious about wanting her sexually. I also knew that she was thinking there was no way to know when we would get another opportunity to do something like this. There are no places like this anywhere near where we live, and anyway, we don't do this a lot. Just occasionally when we are both horny and wanting a little adventure. She just wanted it to last a little longer, which was OK. It had been a few months since our last fling, and was likely to be at least that long before our next. We are very careful to not "foul the nest", if you know what I mean. We only share her when we both want to, and we never do it close to home or where there is any chance of meeting someone we know. Discretion is very important to both of us. Even when we lived in the Phoenix area and joined a swing club for a while, we lived up in the NW part of town near Surprise, and we joined a club clear out SE in Mesa, about 50 miles away. The drawback to that was that Mesa has a lot of trailer parks and retirees, so we were almost always the youngest ones in the room. Near home probably would not have been much better in that regard, because Sun City was very nearby. We were both extremely popular with the older folks, the men flocked to her with their Viagra-fueled cocks waving in the air and their wives to me, and that was fun and flattering for awhile, but we only went 5 or 6 times. I was (and still am) more into watching my wife get laid, and really didn't want the distraction of having to please the other ladies. But again I digress. Meanwhile, back in Portland... The booth to the right of ours filled up again, and the screen in there lit as the guy put some money in the slot. Bren and I watched from a foot or two away from the hole as he began to grope himself, squeezing and rubbing himself through his pants as he watched the videos, flipping through the stations. I remembered to put a few more bucks in our video player to keep it running, and when I looked again he had unzipped and pulled out a longish, straight cock, mostly hard, and was actively stroking it. I would guess he was pretty close to my size, about average or slightly over, but very pale white with a bright pink head which he kept tugging his white foreskin back and forth over. It was about then that the door on the booth to the left closed with a bang, so now both were occupied. Bren watched as the pale-dicked guy masturbated, then put her fingers through the hole to see if he was interested. Duh - he had entered a gloryhole booth after all. Even though she is left handed, and as a result the guys can always see her wedding ring, they rarely hesitate to give her their cocks. This guy was no different, except that he just rubbed his cock on her fingers and let her stroke him through the hole, he did not thrust it through for a blowjob. Brenda rubbed him for a couple of minutes, and I watched as she rolled his foreskin back and forth over his cockhead. As I've mentioned, she loves soft, stretchy foreskins. We both stayed out of the line of sight to the other hole, so that guy could watch what she was doing over on this side if he so chose. He did, I saw his nose and one eye framed in the opening when I glanced over at it. Since Brenda's mouth was not being used, I put my hard cock where she could suck it, and she did. That blocked the view between the holes, but screw it, he could watch her blow me for awhile. He did. After a few minutes of that I was good and hard and wet, but nowhere near cumming after the earlier shots. The new guy soon stuck his very erect cock through the hole. He was dark skinned, maybe Hispanic, and had a dark, thick 5" cock, very hard, veiny and with a pronounced upward curve. Very much a contrast to the pale guy, and to me, his cock was a couple inches shorter, noticeably thicker, and dark, with black pubes and a heavy ball sack. Brenda told me later it had been her fantasy to bend over and suck a guy on one side while getting fucked in her pussy by the guy on the other, while I watched and jerked off on her. In reality, the booths were just too wide for that. She would have needed to be about 7'5" instead of 5'7" to span the gap with her body. Oh well, Plan B. She turned and took new guy's thick cock in her mouth, making a low "Mmmm" of approval at his girth. She sucked him for a minute or two, getting him deep in her mouth, then gave his hairy balls a tongue bath as his hard cock lay across the side of her face, leaking a clear drop or two. I was leaking badly as well, very hot action had me totally aroused. She turned back to the other side and did something I had not seen her do before, kneeling on paper towels and pressing her chest to the wall, putting one hard-nippled tit through the hole. Within seconds she said "Ohh, he likes that. He's sucking my nipple. Mmmm, he's tugging at it with his teeth, that feels really nice." She stopped talking for a minute, mouth slightly open and eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensations. I bent and reached under her and slipped two fingers into her very wet pussy, using a third to stroke her hard little clit. She was enjoying our attention, and it was having the desired effect on her body as she began to moan with arousal. She whispered "I think he's rubbing his cock on my nipple. If he cums on me you have to lick it off." I thought "Uh-huh, right. Probably not", but didn't reply. With me diddling her and him stroking one nipple while she pinched the other she soon had a small orgasm, and we all heard her go "Oh, Ohhh, god!" as she shuddered through it.
stormydog Member 237	# Posted: 13 May 2008 02:56:07 Reply She stayed in position on the floor, but switched and put her other tit through the hole. I looked over at the other gloryhole and could see that we were being watched. I put my hard cock to Bren's lips, and she carefully tongued all the leaking semen off of me before taking me into her mouth. I don't know what the guy was doing to her breast at this point, but whatever it was, combined with a hard cock in her mouth, was getting her very hot. She was moaning and pulling hard at her other nipple with her right hand, her left buried between her legs. She opened her eyes and we looked at each other for several seconds. I smiled at her, and she winked back, never missing a stroke on my cock. Her sucking was feeling almost too good, so I pulled out and gave her my balls to suck, something she does very well. I once watched a guy cum a bucket just from her sucking and tonguing his balls. I pointed over to the other hole, and she released my sack long enough to turn and look. As soon as she looked at him he pulled his face back from the hole and stood, again shoving his hard fat cock through to our side. Bren looked at me. "Suck his dick." "C'mon, you know I don't want to do that." She tilted her head in that way that still, even after all these years, usually melts me. "Please? You know how much that would turn me on? I promise I'll make it up to you." Hoping to please her, and to get her off this kick, I stepped over and began to stroke his cock, slowly masturbating him. He was extremely hard, and in my hand his cock felt noticeably thicker than my own does. I could feel him swell and twitch as he thrust himself into my hand, and I took several short strokes, concentrating on the head of his cock and letting my fingers bump over the hard ridge at the rear of his glans. I heard him groan as he pressed himself tightly to the wall, his cock getting even harder and thicker. "Hon', I think he's about to cum. Do you want to take it?" "No, I want you to. Suck him, I don't know how you can resist, look how gorgeous that cock is!" She was right, his cock was very nice, maybe only a little over 5" by now, but very thick and perfectly shaped, and so hard. I cupped his balls in my other hand just to add to her show, and was surprised at how heavy and warm they were. I squeezed them and rolled each testicle gently between my fingers. Big firm eggs. I hate to admit it, but honesty compels me to, this was making me extremely horny. Maybe it was Bren watching with such fascination, or maybe the way he felt. Probably a combination. I was horny enough that I was about to do as she asked and suck my first cock, but then, suddenly, he was cumming, big time. The first spurt surprised us, shooting out and landing on the back of Brenda's calf where she knelt on the floor. I caught the rest on my fingers, rubbing it all over his cock and balls as he continued to spurt, less now. It was dripping from him and from my fingers onto the floor, and he was a slippery cum-covered mess as he continued to thrust his cock into my hands. I had his cum coating my hands and clear up under my watch band and beyond, but right then I didn't care. If anyone had touched my cock I would have cum, and I don't care how gay that is, it was the truth at that moment. I held my right hand over to Bren to show her how much he had cum, and she grabbed it and began to lick his cum from me, getting a fair amount on her lips and face as she worked between fingers. I still held his thick cock in my other hand, gently stroking. He jerked and moaned with that immediate post-cum sensitivity. I know the feeling. I released him and held my hand up, cum dripping still. He stayed at the hole, cock bobbing and twitching with his muscle spasms, a fat white drop at the tip. Bren said "Lick him clean, you know you want to." I bent and pretended to do so, looking at her. She was staring, practically holding her breath. I thought "What the hell!", and ran my tongue over his swollen cockhead, just taking that one drop from him. Salty, slippery, but mostly flavorless. I heard Brenda release her breath in a rush, and knew she had enjoyed even that tiny acquiescence on my part. I grabbed a paper towel and wiped my hands, and another with which I mostly dried him, handling his thick rubbery cock and fat balls like I'd been doing it for years. Well, really I had, except they were my own. It's not that different! He left, and I bent to kiss my wife, whose breast was still being worked over in her own gloryhole! She made sure to stick her tongue into my mouth, and to share the cum from her lips with me. She backed from the hole, her tit very wet and nipples way extended and hard. This time he stood and thrust his cock through the hole, startlingly white after my guy (that still sounds weird to say, but that's what we've referred to him as ever since - my guy), his white foreskin half-covering the head which poked out red and swollen, leaking a clear stream. Bren instantly sucked him in, swallowing his cock into the back of her throat, then sliding him slowly out, stretching his foreskin between her lips. He seemed to have a very large or elastic foreskin, it stretched well past the tip of his erection and then just drooped there when she released it, wet and wrinkly. She began to suck him, focusing on the head and foreskin while she stroked his cock with one hand. He was a little like one of those Shar-Pei dogs, extra skin sliding around on his cock. At one point Brenda skinned him back and did a series of fast hard sucks on just the head, and that did him in, he began to cum. She took a good bit into her mouth, but then held him to spill some of his semen over her well sucked tits, his foreskin pulled over the head so that the cum just ran from the nozzle formed by his extra skin. Very different looking. He pulled out of the hole immediately when she released her grip, and was leaving by the time she stood and wiggled her boobs at me. "Lick me clean, that's your job." She was being playful I knew, daring me just to see my reaction. I leaned down and brushed one erect nipple with my tongue, getting a small drop of semen. She let out a small gasp as I did that, but then said "Coward! That's nothing compared to what you want to watch me do." She was right, but I wasn't done. I put my left arm around her back and thrust my right hand up between her legs, two fingers into her soaking pussy and thumb against her hard clit as I pulled her to me. I buried my face in her tits, licking the semen and my saliva over her hard nipples, biting her none too gently, grinding