les histoires de chrislebo

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A Man, Two Women, and a Cuckold



Suzie, the mom, is hot with a body that is firm and buff. Steve, her husband, is not only a successful doctor, but has a chiseled body. My wife is also pretty damn fine, less buff then Suzie, but her curves are in all the right places. I am the weakest link, although I am fit and a relatively successful college professor. For about six months our friendship has grown and we have found ourselves socializing with Suzie and Steve more often.

While this friendship expanded I could sense a couple things. First, my wife was definitely attracted to Steve, and I was pretty hot on Suzie. Second, I could sense a superior vibe coming from Suzie and Steve. It was subtle, but always present. And it wasn't like they didn't deserve that vibe. Steve was a "real" doctor, I just had a Ph.D., and Suzie was a regular faculty member, while my wife was just a part-time instructor. They went to the top school in the state, while we went to the second tier one. They lived in a bigger house, drove a nicer car, and their son even outperformed our daughter at school. And even though these things were occasionally referred to, neither Suzie nor Steve really rubbed anything in. However, at times this superior vibe would play out such as the key weekend in this story, where it played out in an extreme way.

The kids were off to the big end of the school year weekend camp, so both households were going to be empty. We decided that we would invite them over to the house, but Steve casually, but firmly changed the plans to their house. Julie and I told them no problem and we even agreed to stay the night so we didn't have to worry about driving home. Julie wore a great black top and jeans and looked hot. I made a wise-ass comment about her outfit being too hot for a night in, and she just gave me a raised eyebrow, and said, "I bet Steve will like it!"

I laughed at her comment but I could tell she was excited to be sexy in front of Steve. I was OK with that as my wife deserves to show off a bit and some good flirting is a healthy thing. Plus I was no alter boy; I was hoping Suzie would look just as hot.

We arrived and immediately started to have a good time. We drank and ate a great meal that they had cooked. After dinner I volunteered to help Suzie in the kitchen while Steve and Julie hung out in the living room. Julie was relatively drunk and I thought it best she stay away from the good china. She and Steve excused themselves to the living room while we headed to the kitchen. I was actually having a great time helping Suzie and enjoying her company when she turned to me and said "should we check on those two kids, we don't want them doing anything they shouldn't!"

I was surprised by the comment as I was never really worried about their behavior. But now I was curious; could they be taking flirting a bit too far? I decided to check, but did so slowly and quietly. As I came around the corner I could see Julie laughing and smiling as Steve sat snuggly with her on the couch. They were deep in conversation, and there was a great deal of body language that indicated a very high level of flirting. I noticed his hand on her thigh. Suzie came up behind me and whispered in my ear, "I think he is making his move. Are you going to stop him?"

I was shocked by her comment and definitely concerned about Steve's advances on my wife, but I just couldn't move or say anything. While I should have been getting angry or defensive, I was getting aroused. It was like watching it happen to someone else. Suzie pressed into me from behind reached around and squeezed my obviously hardening cock and said, "it seems you are not only going to let him seduce your wife, but you are enjoying the show!"

I turned towards her to start to protest and she just held up her finger and said "don't fight it, just watch; he will take your wife places she has only dreamed about."

I stopped my protest and resigned myself to the situation. I just couldn't argue with Suzie, or stop Steve. All of those little mentions of their superiority had primed me for this moment. I couldn't stop them. I was humiliated, but also very aroused. Suzie continued to rub my crotch and press herself against me, so it wasn't like I was being all that innocent either.

As I watched, Steve continued to charm my wife. Soon his hand rose off her thigh and cupped one of her breasts. And instead of protesting, Julie just moaned softly and shut her eyes. Steve smiled as he knew he had broken through. He continued to fondle her breast and soon his lips found hers. Again there was no protest from Julie. Her mouth received his advances and soon opened to allow him to kiss her deeply. They continued to kiss and he continued to let his hands roam over her body. I was riveted to the scene and I don't think my cock could have gotten any harder. I was watching them kiss and could see there was a great deal of passion coming from my wife. She was definitely letting herself go with Steve.

Suzie whispered in my ear, "when was the last time she kissed you like that?" She made me realize the answer was 'not in a long time.' As I was contemplating this truth, Steve was ratcheting things up. He pulled her top off practically without breaking off the kiss. Soon he was undoing her jeans. He whispered something in her ear and she got up and slowly wiggled out of her jeans. Next came her panties and bra and at that point my wife was standing naked in front of Steve. He stood, kissed her again and ran his hand up the length of her body stopping at he ass, her breasts and finally her head. At that point he said loud enough for me to hear, "I want you to suck my cock."

Julie and I have always had a solid sex life, but the thing she has never been fond of is oral sex. So I almost blurted out a "no way!" but Suzie put her hand on my mouth and held me tight. Then, to my shock, Julie smiled, licked her lips and dropped to her knees. She undid his pants, and soon freed a rather large cock from his boxers. She was acting like a porn star and I was left to wonder why I never got that treatment. My answer came almost immediately as she told Steve, "I don't like to suck my Husband's cock, but how can I say no to someone as successful as you, especially with such a beautiful cock. I will not only suck your cock but I hope you will let me taste your cum!"

I literally almost fell down. My knees were weak and my head spun. My wife never talked like this and here she was behaving like a slut for Steve. Suzie laughed in my ear and said, "Looks like we found a new talent in Julie. My husband often brings out the best in people!"

I was unable to muster any kind of response. A real man would have put a stop to all of this, but I felt so inferior that I was frozen in place.

Julie, however, was not frozen. She was unleashed! She began sucking Steve's cock like there was no tomorrow. She sucked his cock, teased his cock slit with her tongue and used her hands to caress his balls. Her efforts were working as Steve was enjoying the experience immensely. He was encouraging her throughout, calling her a great slut and cocksucker. Finally I could see his body tense and soon Julie's mouth was filling with his semen. Steve kept repeating "Swallow it baby" and then in a shock to me, turned towards me, made eye contact and said, "Enjoy a real man's cum!"

And enjoy she did. She continued to suck him off and swallow his cum. She immediately started to get him hard again. She got him fully hard and then stood in front of him and asked him, "Will you please fuck me?"

Steve kissed her and his finger found her wet pussy and he immediately started to finger fuck her. She was crazy with lust and was moaning and writhing under his touch. He quickly spun behind her, still keeping his fingers in her sopping wet cunt, Ran his hand over her chest up to her chin and then grabbed her and pointed her face towards me. While this was happening, Suzie had unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. However, she then ducked behind the corner, and when Julie saw me, I was alone standing there with my dick as hard as it could be.

"You want me to fuck you in front of your husband?" Steve asked.

Julie looked at me with half pity and half disgust, and said, "From the looks of it, not only do I want it, but he's happy with the idea too."

With that Steve lifted Julie up and in one swift motion impaled her on his cock. She screamed as he stretched her farther then I had ever. He mini-stepped his way over to the wall right next to where I was standing and began to fuck her up against that wall just inches from my face. I am not even sure if she knew I was there as she was in complete ecstasy as Steve fucked her. But Steve certainly didn't end up there by accident, he was showing me his conquering of Julie. Soon Julie started to scream and buck and she had an orgasm that rocked her world, just as Suzie had predicted.

Steve was still going though and kept pounding away on her. This brought her to a second and third orgasm in a matter of 10 minutes. The whole time, I was frozen in place as this man pleasured my wife in a way I had never come close to. During this time, Suzie walked past me and got snug up behind her husband. She was completely naked and she started to grind on her husband from behind and encourage him to fuck Julie.

"Go ahead baby and fuck that bitch. Her wimp of a husband isn't going to stop you and she is going to be forever in your debt as she has never been fucked like this before."

The whole scene was surreal. The only one who didn't seem to care was Julie who was too busy having multiple orgasms to notice what was going on. Finally Steve tensed again and he started to pump his seed into my wife. Suzie encouraged him, "fill her good; make her realize what a real man's ejaculation is all about!"

And Steve didn't disappoint. He must have jerked five or six times as he filled her to the max. Cum leaked out her pussy as he held Julie strongly against the wall and gave her three to four final thrusts. The final couple of thrusts brought Julie to a fourth orgasm. As this unfolded I found myself ejaculating. I hadn't even been conscious of the fact that I was stroking myself, but I was and my ejaculation was the best one I had had in years.

Finally things settled down a bit and Steve pulled out of my wife and lowered her to the floor against the wall. She was completely spent and completely satisfied. She just sat there with her legs wide open, cum leaking out her stretched cunt. Steve turned to Suzie and started kissing her. They kissed and rubbed each other with both passion and familiarity. Finally they broke it off and Steve turned towards me and spoke.

"After she recovers a bit she is going to want more. And I plan to give her more. She is my lover now and there isn't anything you are going to do about it, is there?"

"No." was all I could meekly get out.

"Good, then let her recover a bit, then clean her up and send her up to our bedroom for some more fucking. However, before you do that I think you need to clean your pathetic load off our nice clean floors. I suggest using your tongue."

I stood in shock for a moment but then Suzie grabbed me by the head and pushed me to the floor. She was strong enough that even if I had any resistance left I would have ended up on all fours anyways. As it was, I was thoroughly defeated and humiliated and thus I started to lick my own cum off the floor. As I finished, I saw Suzie smiling and looking down over me. She laughed and said, "good job cuckold. Now get her ready for Steve. And no cheap thrills on your part, she is Steve's property now, just clean her up and bring her up in about 20 minutes."

Suzie then bent down and addressed Julie directly, "that is correct isn't it? You are Steve's bitch now, aren't you? You will gladly be his fuck toy, won't you?"

Julie raised her head and finalized my cuckolding by saying, "Absolutely. I am his fuck toy."

I looked down at Julie and she looked back at me intently and said, "Well cuckold, help me get cleaned up, I need to be ready for Steve again in 20 minutes!"

With that Steve and Suzie headed up stairs, laughing and playfully pinching each other as they went. I reached out my hand to Julie...

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A Real Friend


My best friend from high school came to town for a visit last Friday. I hadn't seen him since I was best man at his wedding almost 10 years ago. After he got married he moved across country and this is his first time back.

Back in the old days we talked about everything. Sex, work, sex, school, sex, sports, sex, etc. You get the idea. One of the things I said during one of our conversations stuck in his mind. I'd said I hoped to marry a girl with some experience. I didn't have much and I thought our sex life might be better if one of us knew how to get the most pleasure. It didn't happen. My wife didn't have as much experience as I did.

The reason she didn't have any experience is her looks. Everyone thinks she looks like a little angel. She's only 5' tall. Her blond hair is so long that it almost covers her ass. Even though she is 27 she looks about 15, or less. She can never have a drink without being asked for her ID.

Her tits do a great job of filling a C cup bra, which she really doesn't need to wear because they are so firm. And her cute little ass is perfectly rounded. She is small enough that she sometimes wears high school girl's clothes.

I know a lot of our friends would like to get in her pussy. They frequently try when we have get togethers of one kind or another. She just laughs at their passes and attempts to feel her up. She brushes them off without hurting their feelings. If anyone ever tried to hurt Angela, I'm sure all our friends would join me in coming to her rescue. She is just so sweet; everyone loves her, none more than me.

Ralph had never met Angela before Friday night and it was obvious he liked what he saw. She knew he had been my best friend and she greeted him with a warm hug.

All through dinner, Ralph dominated the conversation. He kept us all laughing as he recounted some of our earlier escapades. I could see that Angela really liked him. I was glad of that. Ralph was going to be moving back and I hoped we could resume our old friendship. I think he did too.

After dinner we sat around and Ralph continued entertaining us. Sometimes he would tell a story that was a little embarrassing to him or me or maybe even both of us. We were all just really relaxed and having a good time.

About 10:00 o'clock none of us were tired yet, but the laughter had slowed down. We had gotten away from the old stories and into catching up on where we are now.

Then Ralph asked me if I had gotten what I wanted.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, you know. An experienced woman?"

I could feel my face burning as it turned bright red. How could he say such a thing? Yeah, I remembered saying it, but I was only 18 or 19 back then.

Angela looked at me and then at Ralph. I couldn't look either of them in the eyes. Ralph had a superior smile on his face as he watched me squirm. It had gotten so quiet that I was afraid the other two might hear my heart pounding. I don't know why but it seemed like my embarrassment was causing my dick to get hard.

Ralph then repeated almost exactly what I had said all those years ago. My face just got hotter and hotter as he spoke. Then he asked Angela if I had gotten what I wanted. I couldn't believe he had the nerve to ask her something like that.

I saw him staring at her with that damned smile on his face. She looked like a cornered animal under his steady gaze. "No." She said it so soft I didn't know if Ralph even heard. I was surprised that she even answered instead of brushing him off.

Nothing happened for a few minutes. We all just sat there thinking about what had been said. I could feel the tension in Angela as well as myself, but Ralph just continued to smile calmly.

"Come here, Angela."

My God, What was he doing? No one moved. I was starting to have trouble breathing. I could see Angela's chest rising and falling as her breathing became faster.

Then he said it again, "Come here, Angela."

My wife was trembling slightly as she got up and walked over to Ralph. His expression didn't change, and he didn't move. He just watched ME as she walked up to him.

His eyes were boring into me as he reached down and unfastened his pants. He raised up and pushed his pants and shorts down, exposing his semi-erect cock. Angela moaned softly as she saw his pulsing member, growing more and more erect as she looked on.

Ralph said, "Frank wants you to have this." as he ran his hand up and down his shaft. I couldn't understand why I was just sitting there and not jumping up and throwing him out of the house.

I was in pain as my heart was trying to pound a hole in my chest. "Come here Frank." I didn't move. I couldn't move. After a few hours or minutes or seconds, I groaned as I got up and walked over to stand beside my wife.

"Take your wife's clothes off for me, Frank." It was so hot I was sweating like a basketball player. But Ralph didn't seem hot at all. He looked calm and cool as he sat there smiling at me. Those knowing eyes boring into me. I almost collapsed.

I found my shaking hands reaching out without my will. I gently removed my Angela's suit jacket. "That's nice, Frank." I don't know why, but his praise pleased me.

Somehow I felt I had to please him. And some hidden instinct told me what to do. I stepped behind Angela and reached around her and unbuttoned her blouse. I could feel her body trembling as I slipped it off her shoulders. Then I unfastened her skirt and slipped it down over her ass and dropped it to the floor.

I was happy to see that Ralph was enjoying having me display my wife for him. It made me smile a little as he said, "That's very nice, Frank."

I could hardly contain myself as I unfastened her bra and exposed her lovely tits for his enjoyment. After I had dropped her bra I even reached around her and cupped them, holding them out to him. I couldn't wait any longer. I just had to show him my wife's lovely blond pussy. I knelt down behind her and grasped her panties. Slowly, teasingly, I lowered her panties. "Oh Frank. You're doing a very good job. Turn her around so I can see all of her."

I felt so proud of doing a "very good job". I quickly got up and then slowly turned my Angela, my little angel, around so Ralph could enjoy looking at her beautiful body.

When I had her facing him again he said, "Your wife has lovely lips." I seemed to know what he wanted. I pulled Angela down between Ralph's spread legs. He just sat there smiling at me.

I wanted so badly to please him. I did something I had never done before. I touched another man's cock. I held his erect cock away from his body as I pushed my wife's head toward it. I brushed the head of his cock across her lips. I stroked it softly, bringing some pre-cum to the tip. I spread the pre-cum over her lips and then gently pushed her forward, forcing his cock between her wet lips.

I could feel my own crotch get wet with pre-cum as I slowly pushed my wife's head further and further down on Ralph's cock. I whispered in her ear, "Suck him, my little Angel. Suck his beautiful cock." She moaned softly and her body quivered as her head began to slowly move up and down.

With my head right beside Angela's I watched Ralph's cock slide in and out of her hot mouth. Her lips glistened wetly as she tightened their grip on his shaft. She was gradually moving faster and faster as she started sucking him.

Then Ralph reached down and wrapped his hands in her long blond hair. He raised her head up until just the tip of his cock was in her mouth. Then he thrust his ass up off the couch, driving his cock all the way in her throat.

When he sat back down, he released her hair and her head slid back down on him. He told me to hold her head so he could fuck her mouth. My hands were shaking as I lifted her head just as he had. Then he started thrusting in and out of her mouth, burying her nose in his pubic hair with each thrust.

Angela was trembling and moaning as I helped Ralph fuck her luscious mouth. Then he growled, and keeping his cock buried in her throat started pumping his hot white sperm in my wife's mouth. I felt my body shake as my own dick erupted at the same time.


Ralph slowly sat back on the couch. His cock was glistening wetly with my wife's saliva and his cum. I moved her head back and she allowed his softening cock to drop from her bruised mouth.

Ralph only sat there for a minute then he said, "Let's go to bed." We all stood up and walked toward the master bedroom. When we got to the door he stopped us.

"You can give Frank a goodnight kiss here. He can sleep outside our door tonight." Angela turned to me and we kissed. She reluctantly pulled away and went into the bedroom with Ralph.

I lay down on the floor and listened all night to Ralph using my little Angel.

Maroc





Je vous dépeinds rapidement la situation. Nous décidons de partir ma femme et moi au Maroc 15 jours en pension complète. Ma femme est une jolie brune de 30 ans, 1m70 pour 58Kg avec des formes généreuses qui ne manquent pas de détourner les regards. Nous sommes ensemble depuis l’âge de quinze ans, toujours fidèle et pour Karine, je suis le premier donc le seul homme avec qui elle est eut une relation sexuel (mon principale fantasme étant de la regarder se faire prendre par un autre homme, c’est l’argument que je lui sort a chaque fois, mais jusque la elle n’a jamais voulu en entendre parler).
Donc nous voilà arrivé a l’hôtel depuis 2 jours, piscine, manger, sieste, piscine… nos journées ressemblent à peu près a ça. Un soir que nous sommes a manger au resto de l’hotel, je fais remarquer a Karine qu’elle a l’air d’avoir tapée dans l’œil du serveur. C’est un jeune Marocain, grand, plutôt beau garçon, à peu près 25 ans.
-Mais non, c’est un gentil garçon qui fait son travail et puis laisse tes fantasmes au placard.
Le repas se poursuit, le serveur passe de plus en plus de temps a notre table, il est claire qu’il essaie de séduire Karine. Puis il nous emmène les cafés, fait 2 ou 3 petites blagues a l’intention de Karine et repart. Tout d’un coup Karine devient rouge et parait mal a l’aise, elle me regarde et me tend un papier qui était caché sous sa tasse. Dessus, il est écrit ; Rejoints moi dans la cour de derrière dans 5 minutes, fais comme ci tu allais au WC ton marie n’en saura rien. Signé Hassan. Moi je n’hésitais pas une seconde
-Vas-y, on est loin de chez nous, et ça te fera l’occasion de connaitre un autre homme que moi.
-Tu te rends compte de ce que tu me demandes de faire ?
-Oui, j’en suis conscient. Décide toi je suis sûr que tu ne vas pas le regretter.
-J’espère que toi non plus, me dit elle en se levant.
Ca faisait maintenant 5 minutes que Karine avait pris la direction des toilettes, Je suis tout éxcité de l’imaginer avec un autre homme. Je finis mon café et prends moi aussi la direction de la cour, un peu honteux mais bien décidé a jouer les voyeurs. Malgré la nuit, je n’eu pas de mal a les trouver. Il n’y avait rien pour me cacher, je restais donc un peu en retrait. Une chose est sûr, c’est qu’ils n’ont pas perdu de temps, Karine se tient debout face au mur, jupe relevée, la poitrine dénudée qui tremble a chaque coup de rein du serveur. Mon mobile se met a sonner, je suis découvert, Hassan se met a gueuler des insultes en Arabes, il se retourne et quand il me voit.
-Ah, c’est le marie, je pensais pas que c’était toi, rapproche toi, viens voire de plus près, comment je baise ta femme.
Je me suis mis juste a coté, il me fait un grand sourire, guide sa bite dans la chatte de Karine et recommence son va et vient. Je bande comme un taureau. Tout d’un coup, il se retire, prend Karine par les cheveux, la met a genoux devant lui et lui fourre son sexe dans la bouche. Deux minutes a près il éjacule tout sur son visage. Il se rhabille rapidement.
-Il faut que je retourne travailler, mais on se reverra certainement pendant votre séjour.
On retourne a l’hotel, et tout excité, on fait l’amour comme jamais.
Le lendemain, c’est transat a côté de la piscine. Au bout d’un moment Karine décide d’aller nous chercher des rafraichissements. Elle revient une bonne demi-heure après et avec un autre maillot de bain sur elle. Intrigué je la questionne sur sa tenue et me dit qu’elle se sent plus a l’aise dans celui-ci. Convaincu par sa réponse, je reprends ma sieste.
Le soir nous retournons donc nous rassasier au resto, nous sommes à peine installé que Hassan me fait signe de derrière le bar, au début je ne comprends pas se qu’il veut puis tout d’un coup je réalise que le maillot de bain que Karine portait en début de journée est accroché là, au mur comme un trophé. Je tourne le regard vers Karine qui baisse les yeux, rouge de confusion.
-IL m’a forcé bafouilla t’elle

Je n’ai pas eu beaucoup a insisté rétorqua le serveur qui était arrivé a notre hauteur.
C’est a cet instant que j’aurais du réagir et faire cesser cette histoire avant que cela ne déborde, mais hassan enchaina rapidement
-Alle vous m’êtes sympa, je vous offre l’apéro et après vous avancerez au salon pour le thé a la menthe, vous ne pouvez refuser c’est une invitation.
J’acceptais avec un demi sourire, passant l’éponge sur l’incident.
A la fin du repas, nous sommes les derniers à partir, il nous indique la direction du salon. La nous une petite pièce carré avec deux canapés l’un en face de l’autre en guise de mobilier. Nous nous asseyons chacun sur le notre, rejoints rapidement par Hassan et 2 autres de ses compères qu’il nous présente comme étant les cuistots. Hassan se met a coté de moi alors que les 2 autres s’asseyent de chaque côté de Karine.
Très vite ils se mirent l’air de rien à remonter la jupe de Karine. Hassan me fit signe de regarder alors que sa culotte fait son apparition. Karine essaye de se réajuster mais les deux hommes lui empêchent tout mouvement.
-Toi qui aime mater ta femme c’est le moment, profites en. Les yeux rivés sur sa culotte, je n’ai pas trouvé la force de protester. Ils ont chacun prit un genou lui on écartés les cuisses en grand, Hassan est passé derrière, lui a ôté son tee-shirt et tout en lui caressant les seins a travers son S-tif me dit
-Regarde la, elle aime ça, se faire caresser.
Moi je regarde ma femme se faire tripoter par 3 marocains sans rien dire, pour tout dire il me semble que cela n’a pas l’air de l’offusqué plus que ça. Puis ils la mettent debout, finissent de la dévêtir, un des cuistot se met face a elle, lui prend une cuisse et enfonce en elle son gros sexe dressé, le 2 se présente par derrière et après avoir fouillé entre sa raie, lui perfore l’œillet. Elle crie, jouie mais à aucun moment on entends Karine résister à l’assaut de ses deux amants. Ils se déversent en elle, se retirent et disparaissent.
Le lendemain, Hassan se présente à notre chambre d’hôtel alors que Karine est sortie. Bien décidé à ne pas me laisser faire, je hausse la voix et lui hurle de nous laisser tranquille. Il sourit, fait un pas, me saisit une oreille et me tire vers le bas me fait mettre a genoux, sort sa bite et me la met devant la bouche
-Ouh la la une rebellion, tiens avale ça, ça va te calmer.
Je n’ai jamais vu un sexe masculin de si près, il me tire l’oreille tellement fort que je finis par desserrer les lèvres et engloutir l’engin. Même pas 30 secondes après Karine entre dans la pièce, interloqué par la scène elle stop net, la bouche ouverte de surprise. Puis petit à petit son sourire revient,et tout en se rapprochant de nous
-Et bien mon petit cochon il fallait me le dire que tu voulais que je partage mon amant, applique toi, caresse lui les couilles il aime bien ça aussi. Ce que je fis aussitôt.
Il ne tarda pas a me gicler dans la bouche, Karine le tire dans le canapé et il commence a se caresser, se passer les mains partout
Approche toi me dit Karine, sors ta petite bite et branle toi pendant que Hassan reprend des forces pour pouvoir me baiser en suite. Je pris ma bite et me branlais en regardant Hassan qui tripotait ma femme.
-Allé tu as assé joué maintenant, elle est derrière moi et commence a chercher entre mes fesses avec son doigt, elle me l’enfonce entièrement et aussitôt j’éjaculais. Ils se mirent a rire tout en reprenant leur caresse. Il l’a pris sur le canapé, ils ont jouis puis Hassan c’est relevé
-Va nettoyer sa chatte, et qu’elle soit bien propre
Je me mis au boulot avec beaucoup d’application prenant soin de passer ma langue partout. Ensuite, je me mets sur elle comme pour la baiser, elle se laisse faire jusqu’au dernier moment ou elle me repousse avec ses pieds
-Non mais qu’est ce que tu crois que tu vas me faire avec ton asticot, par contre tu vas pouvoir mater et de près, allonges toi sur le dos.
Elle se met en 69 sur moi pendant qu’Hassan présente son sexe sur l’anus de Karine, effectivement dans la position ou je suis-je n’en perd pas une miette, et j’ai même les boules d’Hassan qui viennent me caresser le visage.
Pendant 15 jours je fus spectateur et quelques fois acteur (rare) de leur jeux pervers, mais bon je l’avais bien cherché…

Et voilà qu’a peu près un an plus tard que nous commençons a nous demander qu’elle sera la destination de nos prochaine vacances Karine m’annonce qu’elle a fait son choix, elle souhaiterait retourner au Maroc, exactement au même endroit que l’an dernier. Je lui dis non ce n’est pas possible (je ne suis pas d’un naturel jaloux mais quand même, je me suis rendus compte qu’entre le fantasme et la réalité il ya un monde …) elle me sort toutes sortes d’arguments plus ou moins valable et petit à petit elle finit par me persuader (faut le dire ce n’est pas compliqué je manque cruellement de caractère, elle me fait faire et penser tout ce qu’elle veut) et puis peut être qu’IL ne sera plus là-bas ?
Toujours est il que tout a coup il y eu beaucoup d’activité dans notre lit, il y en a toujours eu mais la Karine qui est rarement demandeuse, c’est transformé à l’idée de ce séjour, ce qui n’est pas pour me déplaire d’ailleurs.
S’ayait nous y sommes nous nous installons dans notre chambre, petit moment de détente après le voyage, douche sieste puis nous nous préparons pour aller diner.Ca m’a mis comme un coup de poignard quand je l’ai vus derrière son comptoir, il est aussitôt venu nous accueillir à grand coup de sourire et de je suis heureux de vous revoir, je suis sûr que je vous ai manqué…Karine était toute rouge.
- Bon là je n’ai pas le temps mais après mon service je passerais vous voir !
-Non non, ce n’est pas la peine on aura l’occasion de se revoir dans la semaine dis-je.
-Ca me fais plaisir allé a toute a l’heure rajouta –t’il en prenant la direction du bar.
Nous avons mangé tranquillement puis nous sommes montés à notre chambre. Nous étions assis dans le petit salon quand soudain on frappa à la porte.
-N’y va pas dis je a Karine
Elle est resté assise, nous nous regardions en attendant la suite des évènements et la porte c’est ouverte, Hassan a fait son entré.
-J’ai pas du frapper asse fort dit il, je me suis permis d’entrer, il c’est approché de nous, Karine c’est levée pour le saluer, il la embrassé sur la bouche puis c’est reculé d’un pas pour l’admirer et la complimenter sur silhouette toujours aussi élégante.
Il fesait à peine attention à moi, il s’avait bien qu’on était pris, que nous étions a sa merci, le fait d’être revenu parlait de lui-même….Je sentais malgré tout la colère montée en moi, c’est ma femme merde qu’est ce qu’il croit lui, même si c’est moi qui nous ai mis dans cette galère la première fois.
-Je sais ce que tu te dis, dit-il, me tirant de ma rêverie, mais je vais te montrer un truc. Il invita donc Karine à se mettre à quatre pattes sur le lit, elle me jeta un regard gêné, baissa les yeux et s’exécuta. Hassan me fit signe de me rapprocher :
-Caresse lui les fesses. Allé insista t’il !
C’était le monde à l’envers, l’amant de ma femme me forçant à la caresser, en même temps je ne me fis pas prié une troisième fois, je lui palpais les fesses avec plaisir. Comme je m’arrêtais, il lui remonta ça robe sur les hanches et lui baissa ça culotte.
-Tu vas voir, c’est mieux comme ça me lança t’il avec un petit sourire. Et sans qu’il me le demande je repris mes caresses.
-Occupe toi bien de sa petite fente, mets lui un doigt, voilà c’est bien. J’obéissais comme un automate a tous les ordres qu’il me donnait, j’étais tout excité.
-Titille lui son petit trou aussi faut pas faire de jaloux, pendant que toute mon attention était focalisée sur ça croupe, il sortit son sexe et le présenta à Karine pour qu’elle le prenne en bouche. Au bout de 5 mn il se retira me fit signe de m’écarter, la il se positionna derrière Karine et guida son sexe dans celui de ma femme il l’a besogna pendant un petit moment, en plus des cris de Karine on entendait ces couilles qui tapaient en un bruit sourd et régulier.
-Viens prendre ma place elle est chaude me lança t’il. Je ne perdis pas une seconde, ni une ni deux j’étais derrière Karine, les mains sur ses hanches, je me mis en action et la, rien, rien de rien pas de cris, pas de bruits sourds et encore moins de jouissance. Hassan a littéralement éclaté de rire.

Tu vois, c’est pour ça que ta femme revient me voir, tu as vus la taille de ma bite ? Maintenant que je suis rentré en elle, je l’ai agrandit elle est pile poil a ma pointure, qu’est ce que tu crois que tu vas lui faire avec ton asticot ?!! Allé va t’assoir et regarde. Ce que je fis rouge de honte.
Il lui mit une claque sur les fesses :
-Aller petite blanche met toi sur le dos, libère tes seins et écarte les cuisses. Il était toujours debout, se masturbant légèrement pour maintenir son érection pendant Karine l’attendait offerte sur lit.
-Tu es sure que tu veux que je te baise ? Il est encore temps de le dire !
-Oui vas y !
- On ne dirait pas vraiment que t’as envie
-Viens me baiser comme une pute Hassan vite !!
La il m’a regardé avec son sourire moqueur :
-Tu vois c’est ça que je voulais te montrer…Il l’enfourna s’allongea sur elle et commença de lent va et viens tout en lui mordant les têtons, je n’ai pas pu me retenir je me suis branlé en regardant le spectacle. Il a jouit en elle, juste pour marquer son territoire me fait il remarquer. Il demande à Karine de lui nettoyer son sexe. Me demande si le spectacle m’a plu, voyant que je ne réponds rien il me dit que c’était la première séance les autres seront meilleurs... Puis s’en va.
Dès le lendemain nous le croisons alors que nous sortons de diner :
-J’allais vous voir justement. Je voulais vous inviter à prendre un verre dans le petit bar juste au coin de la rue.
Nous n’avons même pas fait trois pas qu’une voiture s’arrête a notre hauteur les portières s’ouvrent, deux Marocains se trouvent a l’intérieur, ils sortent tous les deux et viennent saluer Hassan ils discutent en arabe puis nous font signe de monter avec eux, nous n’avons pas le temps d’hésiter que nous sommes déjà en voiture. Moi devant et Karine derrière coincée entre Hassan et son pote. Au bout d’une demi-heure de route (il en faut du temps pour m’inquiéter) je demande au chauffeur ou nous allons il me dit de ne pas m’inquiéter nous allons chez lui et que nous sommes bientôt arrivé. Je me retourne pour faire part du renseignement à Karine, elle à un petit sourire coincé rapidement je comprend pourquoi, elle essaie de se défaire de ces deux paires de mains qui parcourent son corps. Aussitôt arrivé je saute sur Hassan lui demande de nous ramener a l’hôtel tout de suite et que s’il ne voulait pas nous rentrons en taxi :
-Ne t’en fais pas c’est kool on passe un petit moment tranquille on boit un verre et on rentre, de toute façon vu ou nous sommes tu n’es pas près de trouver un taxi…Je me résigne…
Nous sommes donc chez ce type et effectivement on discute on rigole, j’aperçois bien quelques mains glissées sur Karine mais bon…Jusqu’au moment ou Hassan commence a expliquer a ses amis que nous venons au Maroc pour que Karine puisse satisfaire son manque…Je veux intervenir mais il me coupe :
- Vas-y montre leur ton vermicelle !
-Non et puis quoi encore viens on s’en va !! fis je à Karine. Mais ils me firent comprendre qu’ils étaient trois et moi un peu seul.
Pour bien me faire comprendre qui était le chef Hassan c’est mis debout a cote de moi a sortit son sexe et ma ordonné de le sucer.
-Aller c’est pas la première fois. Je voulus me retirer mais il appuya sur ma tête et je gobais son membre.
-C’est bien suce la bonne bite qui baise ta femme, et après il faudra aussi que tu suces mes potes parce que eux aussi ils vont la baiser, mais surtout prend tout ton temps puisque votre semaine vous allez la finir ici avec nous….
Je les ai donc sucé un par un, je dois avouer y avoir pris un certain plaisir. Ils m’ont ensuite demandé de me déshabiller ce que je fis sous leurs rires et moqueries, une fois nu ils m’on fait assoir pour que je puisse assister au spectacle qui risquait d’être long.
-A ton tour petite pute blanche on va pas te décevoir. Elle n’osait même plus bouger, les yeux dans le vague imaginant certainement la suite des événements…
-Commence par nous montrer tes seins. Elle déboutonna son chemisier passa ses mains dans son dos pour défaire son sous-tif et libéra sa poitrine sous les applaudissements de ses 3 tortionnaires.
-Caresses les, vas y titilles les pointes !!Et Karine de se peloter d’abord hésitante puis avec un peu plus d’assurance.
-Face au mur maintenant tu mes tes mains contres tu te cambres un peu et écartes les jambes. Une fois dans la position ils se rapprochèrent lui remontèrent la jupe sur les hanches laissant apparaitre sa culotte qu’elle ne garda pas longtemps d’ailleurs. Puis Hassan lui mis quelques petites tapes sur les fesses qui fit pousser des petits cris languissants a ma femme .Ensuite les choses se sont accélérées Hassan a ouvert le bal sous les regards impatients de ses acolytes, ils on tous déversé leur semence en elle. Hassan est venu me chercher et après s’être moqué de mon érection m’a fait m’être à genoux derrière ma femme et m'a demandé de lui nettoyer la vulve. Comme je résistais il mit sa main derrière ma tête et m’écrasa le nez entre les fesses de Karine il appuyait si fort que je ne pouvais plus respirer, il relâchait son emprise pour mieux retourner ensuite.
-Sent moi ça !! Sort ta langue !! Et que ça brille…..

Merci pour cette histoire... hum...
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Wyrd Dream


I am your average male—6' tall, brown hair, hazel green eyes—and I have weird dreams. My weird dreams are, like normal men have from time to time, homosexual in nature. Don't bother to say you don't have them guys because, according to psychologists and numerous studies on the subject, we do. Even the straight ones like me.

Now, while I admit I am basically average, there are things about me that are most definitely not average. For example, the average males genitals are about 6" long when hard—I am that long when I am soft! Also, while perhaps, most men are either dominant or submissive I am a switch. For those of you who don't know that means I enjoy both the dominant and submissive roles in a relationship whether it is long-term, short-term or strictly sexual.

The dreams I'd been having lately were scaring me. I had these extremely violent dreams of being gangbanged by a number of men. Men who had no care for me, who just wanted to use my ass for a cunt and my mouth for a slut mouth to suck them off. I was the center of attention, but it was not the type of attention a straight male ever really cares for.

Honestly, I can't say what scared me most about the dreams. Was it the fact that in the dreams everything, although it starts out forced, appears as if I am willingly submitting to their attentions? Was it the fact that I was having such a dream at all? Or, perhaps, was it the fact that in the dream, and later when I woke up because of it, I was aroused by it?

Perhaps in our dreams we do the things we fear the most as a way of working through those fears. I really don't know, but I am sure the story itself will be what arouses you so let me get on with the telling of it.

The dream starts with me broken down on the side of the road. Admittedly, I am no mechanic. I know how everything is supposed to work in theory, but my body is not made for mechanical work. In short, my hands are too big and I am a klutz.

Now I know it sounds like the normal damsel in distress, male version, of a story, and you are right it is. Unfortunately for me I did not have a gorgeous long-legged blonde come riding to my rescue on a flashy silver Harley—I got a gang of bikers that looked like they were right out of some ol' movie about bikers, the 60's drug scene and the sexual revolution.

The lead one, the leader, of course, was not surprisingly known as "Snake", I heard his name mentioned by one of the gang members just as the whole gang stopped by my car. As I tried my best to get the piece of shit going I thought to myself, "Great! Just what I need to be hassled by bikers."

Now I am, like I mentioned previously, not a small man by any stretch of the imagination. In point of fact, I am slightly over 250 pounds and a multiple level black belt. I figured I would just try to be friendly with them and maybe I would not have to hurt them.

As it turned out I ended up getting much friendlier with them then I thought I ever would want to get with a dirty group of bikers.

Snake approached me with hard look in his eye and asked if I needed any help? (Not a bloody genius that one!)

What else could I say? I just wanted to get on my way is all.

"Yes," it seemed not much, but the obvious answer so I went for it.

"I don't know what happened exactly," I continued, "but it just sort of died. I thought I heard a clunk back there a ways but now I am not so sure."

"Lucky for you," Snake intoned, "we are all mechanics in this motorcycle club of ours."

"Lucky indeed," I spoke up, "My name is Duke."

There was no way I was giving these people my real name that is for sure. Although, had they known my real name is Marion Michael Morrison they would have died laughing. My parents shared the same last name as the real Duke so when they had me they named me in his honour.

"I am Snake," Snake began, "and this motley looking bunch of friendly scum is known as 'The Lords of War'."

It sounded like a name stolen from a movie or someone's weird idea of something meant to be scary although they didn't seem it at the time to me. Boy was I wrong!

As I moved around the car trying to figure out the problem I could sense Snake moving around nearby and somehow he suddenly seemed more malevolent in nature. Just in time I struck out when I sensed someone intended me harm. It wasn't Snake though, but one of the other bikers. He was large--probably 6' 4", heavy—I estimated about 350 or 400 pounds—and he moved fast for his size.

Unfortunately for him, at the time, I moved faster. I struck out with a back kick that sent him flying across the area I was parked in. His buddies laughed! He, however, found it less than amusing.

As he came at me again I warned him, "I do not wish to hurt you, but I will defend myself properly." He actually let loose with a belly laugh that would have made Santa Claus proud, but he definitely was not some jolly ol' elf.

As he rushed at me I sidestepped him and slammed him head first into the side of my classic '69 Shelby Mustang GT 500 Fastback. The son of a bitch left a dent in the side of it. Now I knew he had to pay for it in more than one way and I intended to do just that.

My mentioning the cost made him laugh all the harder until I bust his right kneecap sideways and the bone started sticking out where it protruded from.

"Metal is easier to repair then bone, but nearly as costly. Let's call it even there," I said. He can't say I didn't try to be nice. Something told me he was too malevolent to give it a rest and let the subject drop.

Although he could no longer fight it seemed I'd picked the wrong one to hurt. Suddenly Snake and the rest of his crew came at me hard and fast. Now I am good. I can't say that a lot of men were not hurt, maimed or dying when the fight finally ended, but even as good as I am I could not take on 60 myself and expect to win. I tried working my way to a bike, the woods, some way to get away from there. I did, make sure, however, on the way out, that more than a few of them would not be following me.

Eventually, just when I thought I had gotten away free and clear, I was captured. Unlike me these bikers knew the lay of the land and catching me was just a game to them. I thought I was back in the woods where they would not find me when I, quite literally, stumbled into their main camp. There were quite literally hundreds, maybe thousands, of these "Lords of War."

Now I knew I was about to die. I had severely hurt, maimed and maybe even killed a few of their group. I am not a biker, but even I know that is a no-no among bikers, especially if done by someone not a member of the group in the first place!

As the smaller group managed to contact the larger one somehow before I got there I was immediately surrounded. The members all looked at me rather seriously and I was unsure what to do. Running wasn't an option, fighting wasn't an option, dying was a very bad option and I was running out of choices rather quickly.

What the hell was I going to do?

It was a question I did not need to think on long as the answer was provided me by Snake when he caught up to me.

"You think you are so smart, so tough. Well that may be so one on one, but here, where you are severely outnumbered, you are nothing more than a fucking slut toy to be played with and used," said Snake.

"Fuck me!!" I thought I had thought it to myself, but in my current frame of mind again I was wrong.

"That is right slut---Fuck you!!" Snake hissed at me. "We will all fuck you until you can't fuck anymore then we will continue to fuck you until you cock falls off from lack of use and your ass is sore from way too much of the same—as will your mouth be.

They came at me from all directions, too many at once to fight off, and I was stripped of my clothes, my freedom and my dignity all at once. Kicking and screaming until the end, until the moment I was locked on all fours by, at least for any human, unbreakable chains.

One of the men laughed, "Scream yourself hoarse slut! Noone can hear you here and we will make sure your sore throat gets lubricated with lots of cum slut."

Another one said, "Whore we will ride your better than any horse ever would be ridden. And some of us even have horse-sized cocks to ride you with!"

The comments went on and on each one getting progressively more coarse and making me feel smaller and smaller until I reached a point where I thought I had completely disappeared and simply because nothing more than a set of holes to fuck to them. And indeed that is all I was too them. It made no difference to them whether I was male or female; I was simply something to fuck. I could have been a pocket pussy for all that they cared for me.

As I was unable to change my position I was more and more aware of what was going on around me and less and less aware of my own self. Whether they were throwing food or liquid on me mattered not at this point. When they made me drink their piss from a dog bowl it somehow even seemed normal although that did not come until much, much later.

They started simply by arousing me. The demons that they were they had their women perform naked for me, touch me, stroke my cock, even suck it but never, ever did they let me cum.

Anything you could do to arouse a man they did to me. I was hot under the burning sun, but hotter still from their ministrations. Imagine the feeling of being aroused non-stop but not being allowed release. The gang's vixens kept me on edge for so extended period that I lost track of time—even the day it was.

My cock was hard, pointing straight at the ground and dripping pre-cum. It was not long until one of the women decided to make me eat my drippings like a slut whore. One of the women even used the drippings to lubricate my ass as she first fingered it then proceeded to eat it.

I've never been into analingus, but her actions had their desired affect and my anal flower opened up allowing her all the access she wanted to tickle my prostate with her tongue. I squirmed as her tongue worked its way slowly around, then in, while she teased me mercilessly.

My hips bucked trying to make her take more of her tongue deep into my ass. I was a slut trying to take more cock to her. She ate me out for what seemed like forever while I neared orgasm from her ministrations. Every time I got close to orgasm I felt her soft hand squeeze the base of my cock in just the right way, and for the correct length of time, to stop me from exploding.

Eventually I was so aroused, so on edge, I agreed to whatever they wanted to be allowed release. That was when they knew they had me! My eyes glazed over, I slipped into that state of nothingness that some call subspace and I responded to whoever was in control of me at the moment.

I never even realized that it was a real cock that had been put to my lips instead of a fake cock. Realistically, I probably would have expected it given my current condition if I had not been so deeply lost in that state of nothingness. My mind was a total blank and only focused on pleasing and being pleased.

That cock put to my lips was pushed slowly between them like a virgin male making love for the first time to a virgin female. It pushed slowly, insistently and gently between my lips. I could feel it go deeper and deeper into my mouth and down my throat but it didn't really register.

My body was on automatic to the point that even my gag reflex seemed to have been suppressed or, at least, I quickly became used to his size. When the woman rimming me left and a cock was placed there I really can't recall. I was too hot sexually to even think of the fact that I was now stuck like a pig being slow-roasted over a flame.

People must have gathered, eventually, because soon enough I felt a rain of sticky jism falling on my skin. Hands were rubbing it in as I was taken slowly, at first, then faster and harder. My ass was suddenly felt a pulsing, throbbing feeling deep within it. It was only moments later that I felt a firehose squirting me from the insides. Shortly thereafter I was swallowing the jism of the man in my mouth. The more I swallowed the more the cock in my mouth throbbed and pushed its seed down my throat.

I was kept chained like this at all times while I was used constantly by the men in the gang. From time to time I would feel a woman climb over me, straddling me, and that was followed by her warm pee which was used to wash me off. My cock was milked sometimes at night by whoever was feeling particularly dirty and randy.

It turned out that they were not the only ones here, but rather, this was a biker rally. Day or night, it made no difference, I was used by whoever was in the mood to fuck a slut like me. I was made to eat their cocks on a regular basis, some whipped me, some fucked me with toys and beer bottles, the women kept me on edge at all times so my state of mind never changed the whole time I was there.

Occasionally my bonds were removed one at a time to allow them to give me a sponge bath to get me clean and for me to stretch my individual limbs and get the blood flowing again. Also, these small breaks were used to check me for injuries—after all a dead or damaged slut is good to noone—and to tease me further due to the extra amount of access that they could get while I was slightly released.

Of course, the cocks that violated me rarely stopped during these times, although they did have to change position a tad to allow the various jobs to be done to me to be done properly.

How many days passed and how many men had me or women teased me I do not know. There was a constant line of men to fuck my mouth until my jaw was sore and my mouth was overflowing with cum and another line to fuck my ass until I was so raw and loose that I needed to take a rest before it could be done again.

Nightly I received enemas from beautiful biker chicks who would not only tease me and call me dirty names, but use me for their pleasure, never allowing me to cum at all. The more aroused and closer they got before I was ready to cum and they had to start the harder they were with me.

Beatings were normal for me. I was gangraped by numerous women who then would beat me because they were unable to cum before I was ready to. Nightly the beatings got more and more vicious. Just a guess, but I don't think the guys were using them as much as they wished to. From my point of view every last woman there was severely horny and extremely sex starved, kind of like dogs feed very little and beaten regularly they became meaner and meaner.

Admittedly, though I was harshly treated, I was well fed and well sexed, even if it was with persons I would never have even approached prior to this experience.

One night, the number of toys attached to me increased severely. My knees ached in ways that I can not even describe, but it did not compare to the nipple rings that were hung from nipples after first being pierced without numbing them in anyway. The nipple rings were drenched in alcohol eliciting a scream from me that was so guttural that it was sure to show the level of non-humanness I had reached. I was more animal then human by this point and this was just another way of demonstrating that fact to all present.

At the same time my nipples were pierced I had several men under me sucking my cock and keeping it very, very hard. It definitely distracted me from my nipple piercings—at least until they decided that my cock needed to be pierced as well.

Now, I have my left ear pierced with a diamond stud already, and my nipples have been pierced previously, although they have been removed and healed up, so I am somewhat used to piercings, but I was used to them being numbed before being done. Unfortunately for me that was not to be. Each piercing made me howl all the more.

As I howled in pain I was silenced immediately by having a large cock crammed down my throat all the way to the root of the cock that was inserted. It is tough to scream when your mouth is filled with a 12" long, beer can thick, black tube snake.

The cock rammed my mouth savagely after each piercing to keep me quiet and the look on the owner said, "Bite me and die slowly and painfully." Each piercing, and savage mouth fucking, made me fall even deeper into subspace. I was a wet and willing set of male cunts to be used well.

It took time for the piercings to heal and I was allowed it, but that doesn't mean that the rest of my body was off limits—quite the contrary. I was whipped, beaten, flogged, assfucked and forced to suck cock all the more. The only thing they could not do was touch my cock or nipples while they healed. Of course all the movements caused by what they did to me did not help me heal up any quicker, but they were admittedly turn-ons to me.

From time to time a new form of humiliation was come up with for me and they loved humiliating me. As if being pierced in my cock numerous times, in my nipples, being chained down on all fours nude and available to anyone's use was not enough one day they decided that since I was basically a male cunt/female to them that I should indeed dress the part.

Several of the biker's bitches worked on me, never letting more than a single limb loose at a time, turning me into the sluttiest looking female that they could. I am not sure how much time had passed by this point, but it was definitely enough for my hair to grow out about 6 inches. Days, weeks, months, years they made no difference to me.

My body was shaved completely of hair except for that which was on my head. No hair existed below my eyebrows. My ass did not really need the enemas as I had had so much cum in my ass by now that my ass had room for little else. I was cleaned up fully, loving every minute of the sponge bath, and makeup and clothing were applied to me.

My lips had a bright slut red shade applied to them, my face made up to look like a hooker ready for her nights work. As for clothes they were way too skimpy, very tight and practically screamed, "Fuck this slut hard and fast."

Now, by the time they had finished putting me in this outfit I was hard as a rock—not a big surprise given the fact that they kept me constantly on edge and, if I am right, though I doubt they had to at this point, drugged me with a constant amount of Viagra and X to keep me compliant, horny and remove all of my inhibition. I will admit though, I didn't have many inhibitions to start with.

My cock was strapped to me so the illusion of femininity, if not the fact, was given to whoever chose to use me. The piercings in my cock were done in a manner not unlike a Gates of Hell so it was very easy to strap my cock in place. When they strapped my cock up it was done in such a way as to run the tie through the rings in my cock, up my belly to the rings in my nipples and through both nipple rings then back down to my cock. As such, any moment would have an effect on my cock as well as my nipples. Lucky for me I expected I would be fucking and sucking rather soon.

And I was right.

Here I was, now dressed like some combination of bondage slut and innocent schoolgirl with ponytails, and I was ready to be used. I no longer cared how many used me or how often, but rather I wanted, desired, needed, was actually becoming addicted to it and it made no difference whether it was long, hard, thick, pounding cock in me or whether I was forced to eat pussy repeatedly (though that no longer happens all that much).

It was slow and gradual, but eventually, after my initial capture I came to love what they did to me, to being their male slut to use and abuse and now I could not think of anything I would not do to possess them, to have their cocks hard and rampant crammed down my throat, to eat their every last drop of cum and beg for more. I craved humiliation as much as I craved cock and I helped my Masters with whatever they needed.

Eventually, they knew that the chains were not needed and removed them. I became another one of Snake's bitches and as such from time to time I rode on his bike with him. He was a good Master in that he always made sure that I had plenty of cock and that I got it in ways that humiliated me and that satisfied my cravings for it.

One day, on the way to another rally, he had me suck him off while riding his bike down the road. It took practice and time to learn how to do it, but I could. Between the throbbing Harley engine between his legs and my lips he always came good and hard for me.

For a very long time I survived on a diet of cum, then one day my Master introduced me to another pleasure, drinking his piss. He gave it to me right from the tap at first, then, as he got hard it was followed by a copious amount of his cum.

I drank it from him, from his friends, from his other bitches and, eventually, I drank it from a dog bowl that they kept constantly filled for me.

Master delighted in finding newer kinks for us to explore all the time. We tried blowjobs on the motorcycle, in places where we could get easily caught, in alleyways and bars et cetera. I had no name. When Master introduced me he' simply say, "This is a fucktoy of mine. Do you need your cock sucked?" or some other such thing.

When Master got in trouble with the law my body always got him out of it. I can't tell you how many times I got double assfucked with batons in order to allow my Master to avoid jail time. I think he did it just to watch some cops use my ass well.

When Master needed a room for the night he'd have me get it from the desk clerk—usually by telling him to give Master one on the other side of the motel from the room for me---and letting the desk clerk send up as much cock as he wanted to use me.

Master generally kept me nude and available at all times. He delighted in leading me around by a leash attached to my cock rings and/or nipples. I delighted in the fact that I was his slut.

My body got tanned quickly from never wearing clothes and I lost a lot of weight from all the activity I got daily, namely fucking. The kinks we did never seemed to end. Master was always on the lookout for a new one.

Once, Master decided it was time I was pulling my weight to earn money for the gang, so he had me make a porno—an all-male gangbang porno—and have the monies derived from its distribution deposited to an account for the gang. It was so successful that Master decided why not make a series of them. The series name is "My Gangbang Male Slut."

As you can imagine the series consists of this slut being fucked long, hard, often and by many simultaneously. From time to time a female or two is thrown in for good measure to tempt our audience, even if it is mostly gay.

I've been in situations, all real, that would make most people cringe. If you can think of a kink I've done it. At one point, after earning large amounts of money for the gang, they decided I could make them even more if they improved upon me. I was taken in for surgery and the size of my cock was nearly doubled, in fact I was so large as to be a sideshow circus freak—the man with the 3' long, 5" across cock!

I was now so large that even if I could be with a woman she would have to be an extraordinary one to be able to handle my cock. Of course Master delighted in having numerous women try to tame my cock as a way of proving that I was permanently theirs.

This was, of course, only one of the body modifications to me. Other, later, modifications including more piercings, several tattoos and being branded on my ass with the words "slut whore" on my left asscheek and "use me" on my right asscheek. There was no going back now—tattoos can be removed fairly easily, but brandings are a longer, more painful story altogether.

So, if you are ever on the beach and see a man in a men's leather thong bikini, check his behind. It might be me.

And you know I am up for something so use me. I will eat every drop of your cum.

I guarantee you will have lots of fun, however, or whomever you use me with!!!

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The Power of Cock



It was my Sophomore year in College and once again my girlfriend was too busy with homework to spend time with me. We hadn't done anything sexual in a while so I was feeling deprived and extremely horny. I needed to jack off like crazy but my roommate was in the room so I went to the bathroom in the food court building.

It was a quiet place. There was only one guy in there and he was at the urinal. I figured he would leave soon so I sat on the stall and took my six-inch erection out and started to jerk it quietly. Then the door opened and some other guy walked towards the urinal. I could see all this through that small space between the door and stall wall. The first guy turned to the side showing his cock to the guy who just came in. It was huge! It was thicker and longer than mine and rock hard. The second guy fell to his knees and opened his mouth. Then the one standing up shoved his cock right into his open mouth!

I was masturbating furiously now. I had never seen another guy's dick before and sure as hell never seen a guy suck one. But I was mesmerized and turned on by the whole thing. The guy standing up grabbed the back of the cock suckers head and started to force his mouth to bob back and forth on his cock faster and faster. I could hear gagging noises as he forced this guy to take the entire length of his shaft in his mouth. The guy standing up groaned and I knew he had cum in this other guy's mouth! The standing guy zipped up and the cock ucker left.

I was so turned on by this, cum started dripping from my cock. I pointed it towards the stall wall and it squirted massive streams of cum onto the wall.

I had just ripped some toilet paper from the wall to clean it up when I heard a voice say, "Don't bother cleaning it up. There is a lot cum stains on that stall."

I didn't know what to do other than get out of there quick. I wiped the cum off my dick, zipped up, and opened the door. The guy was standing there writing something on a piece of paper. I went to the sink and quickly washed my shaking hands.

"So you liked what you saw? I think you would make a good cocksucker, I could always use another one. Here's my number." He hands me the paper.

I take it and say, "You don't understand I'm strait, I have a girlfriend..."

"Exactly why you need dick, it's so much better. Guys always want sex and don't play games about it. Doesn't matter if you want a blow job or a cock in your mouth, there is always someone willing to please you. Call me when you're ready"

He walked out and I put the paper in my pocket just for the heck of it.

The next day was Saturday and my roommate went home for the weekend. My girlfriend came over but she had to study for a big exam so she didn't have much time. She gave me a quick blow job as I lie on the bed. But instead of just lying their like normal, I grabbed her head and started controlling her up and down movements. I kept pushing her down faster and faster, deeper and deeper till I heard her gag. She was moaning as I forced her to suck even harder and finally came in her mouth. She remarked how different that was and much bigger my load was. Then she left.

I laid there and thought about the BJ. One of the reasons it turned me on so much was because I was imagining that I was the one giving it. I just kept wondering what it feels like to take a cock in your mouth the entire time. My dick was getting hard again and I couldn't get that thought out of my head. I just kept thinking about that big cock I saw in the bathroom and what it must feel like to suck it. It was driving me nuts. To make matters worse I noticed the guy's number was a campus number so their would be no problem meeting with him if I called. The urge grew and grew til I couldn't contain it anymore. I called the number.

It rang and he picked up.

"Hi I'm the guy from the bathroom. I want to get together and do that thing you were talking about."

"And what was that?"

"You know. The walls are thin around here I don't want people to hear me say that word."

"But I thought you wanted a manly cock in that virgin mouth of yours."

"I do"

"Not bad enough if you're not willing to say it. Sorry, my cock's reserved for people who really want it."

"But I do want it!"

"You want to be my cock sucker?"

"Yes!"

"You want to get on your knees and feel my big hard erection fill your mouth?"

"Yes!"

"Prove it! Say it to me now!"

"I want your cock!"

"And what do you want to do with it?"

"I want it in my mouth! I want to suck your cock! I want to be your cocksucker!"

"Good."

And with that he gave me his address and told me to come over now. I ran out the door and ran across campus to his dorm. I didn't care if anyone had heard me back at the dorm. I didn't care about anything at the moment accept getting a cock in my mouth.

I got to his door and he let me in. He immediately took his cock out of his pants. It was fully erect. He pointed it towards me and held it firmly in his hand. He told me to take off my clothes and get on my knees. I obeyed. Once I was on my knees naked he approached me and held his big hard cock just inches from my face. I couldn't keep my eyes off it. There I was totally naked and exposed in front of another man for the first time and all I could think about was what it would feel like to suck his cock

He grabbed my head by the hair and forced me to look up at him. "If you want it, you have to give yourself to cock. Once you suck my dick you belong to my dick. You become my cocksucking faggit slave and I become your master. Are we clear cocksucker?"

"Yes master. Please let me suck your cock."

He pushed it through my parted lips. I felt his head slowly move into my mouth and I closed my lips around it. It was incredible to finally having his huge hard cock in my mouth. It was even better then I imagined. I had never been so turned on. I twirled my tongue around it trying to impersonate what my girlfriend does to mine. Three more inches of his hard erection was in my mouth. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and started to bob my head slowly back and forth taking more and more of it in. I wanted to take the whole damn thing in my mouth. Then I felt his hands on the back of my head and I let go of his dick. He pulled it completely out and shoved it forcefully back in my mouth. He started to work hips back and forth thrusting his cock into my mouth harder and harder, deeper and deeper. He shoved the whole length of it down my throat! I gagged, it felt incredible. He was using my mouth to get off like it was some pussy. He was yelling, "Take it cocksucker! Take my cock!"

Then he moaned and and slowed it down. He held my head firmly in place. Then all of sudden, I felt the streams of liquid shooting down my thoat! I tried to move my head but he held it in place forcing me to take it. He was cumming in my mouth! I couldn't believe it. Once I realized that, I was even more turned on. The streams of warm man juice shot down my throat til it turned into a dribbling salty stream I gleefully liked off his head. When the cum stopped he pulled out and zipped up. He said he had no more use for me at that moment and I could leave now. I put on my clothes quietly, my head still spinning from the experience. I was nervous but excited. He asked me for my number and where I live and I told him. As I left he told me he would see me tomorrow.

The next day I hear a knock on the door at about 1:00PM. I open the door to find it's him.

"Hello, cocksucker," he said.

I couldn't believe he said that in the hall! I nervously motioned him in. He walked in.

"Get on your knees, cocksucker! It's time for you to swallow my dick again!" he said loudly.

I cringed and whispered, "Don't say it so loud! My nieghbors will hear you."

"Don't say what? That you're my cock sucking faggit slave who lives to have dick in his mouth?" He said even louder, smiling while I squirmed. He unziped his pants and took his big hard erection out. He holds it firmly in his hand and I look at it with awe. Suddenly I cared less about what everyone around me heard and more about that piece of man meat being down my throat.

He continued to yell, "If you want my cock they'll be no more complaints! Get on your knees now slave and suck your Master's dick!"

"Yes Master!" I dropped to my knees and took his man meat in my hand as I ran my tongue up and down the side of his giant cock. I ran my tongue all over it getting it nice and wet. I tongued and sucked on his balls and he groaned loudly. Then, suddenly, I took his whole cock in my mouth and began to bob back and forth wildly on his swollen tool. I held onto his ass for leverage as I madly sucked his dick. I kept taking it in as deep as I could. Occasionally I found my nose hitting his pubic hair and his balls slapping against my chin.

He grabbed the back of my head to make sure I continued the motion while yelling, "Yes, suck my cock, you faggit! Take it! Suck your Master's cock! Take my dick, cocksucker! Take it!! Take it!!!"

He just kept getting louder and louder. It was okay because I wanted him to. I wanted my master to scream so loud the whole dorm would hear how well I sucked his cock. All I cared about was getting that cock in my mouth off.

Suddenly he pulls out. I'm afraid I did something wrong but then I see him rapidly stroking his hard cock. I had seen enough pornos to know what was next but he said it anyway, "I'm gonna cum on your face cocksucker! You're gonna wear your Master's cum on your face! Get ready for it, faggit!"

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth as wide as I could as a huge stream of hot gooey cum shoots into my mouth. He purposely misses my mouth with his next few squirts. I feel stream after stream of his warm cum hit my face. It was all over my nose and forehead. I felt his warm, hard cock rub against my cheek, rubbing his dribbling jizz on my cheek. His cock then travels across my lips to my other cheek and finally to my chin, marking each place with his cum. His cock pulled away and hung in front of my dripping, cum soaked face. I could feel my master's cum oozing down my face, dripping onto the floor. I opened my eyes to see his cock in front of me.

"You like wearing your Master's cum don't you faggit?"

"Yes, Master."

"But you do need to get cleaned up don't you?"

"Yes, Master"

"I want you to walk over to the bathroom and wash you face off"

"But Master it's across the hall. People will see.."

"Shut up, faggit! Do as I say!"

I had no choice. I got up and opened the door. I walked directly to the bathroom. Several people where in the hall but I didn't look at them. I got to the sinks and washed my face off. The guys in the bathroom looked at me but didn't say anything. I wiped my face dry with a paper towel and hurried back to the room. By then my Master is gone.

Two days had passed and I hadn't heard anything from my Master. I really missed the feeling of his cock in my mouth. My girlfriend and I were supposed to get together that night when he finally called me. He told me to come over right away. It was only an hour before my girlfriend was supposed to come over. I told him I couldn't make it, that I needed to see my girlfriend tonight. He told me I should break up with her but I didn't want to. He told that his cock was better for me and that I didn't need her anymore because I was his slave now. He demanded I get rid of her or no more cock. I begged him not to, I just couldn't bare to lose her. He changed his mind and told me to instead come over right now and that would be enough. I asked him to make it quick so I could meet with my girlfriend. He chuckled and agreed.

When I got over there he standing there completely naked with an unerect dick . Even unerect I couldn't keep my eyes off his huge member. He told me to take off my clothes and get on the bed. I obeyed. He then proceeded to tie my hands to the bed post.

His naked body mounted my bare chest as he furiously stroked his cock. I didn't take long for it to get hard. He proceeded to grab my head with both hands and shoved his erection into my mouth. I was completely plaint and let him use my mouth as his own personally pussy. His hips thrust it in deep, hard, and fast. As he kept going it felt I was going choke on it but, with my hands tied, I couldn't do anything about it. He kept yelling at me to "Take it!" I was completely at his mercy. He pulled out and turned around so his back was against the headboard and his balls were hanging just above my mouth. He then proceeded to point his erection downward and shoved it down my throat. He proceeded to fuck my pussy mouth that way.

He kept this up in various positions for three hours, cumming about four times. I was a whore flat on my back just begging to be fucked over and over. I just couldn't get enough of my master's cock. I was so helpless the entire time. It was great.

When I got back to my room and realized how much time had passed I immediately called my girlfriend and apologized. She was furious but she was willing to let me make it up to her the next night.

The next night she arrived at my dorm room and I apologize again for standing her up. Then the phone rings. It's my Master. I tell him my girlfriend's here and that we're making up for last night. He told me I had to make a decision between her and his cock. He said I had to come over right now. He had something to show me that would make the decision easier. If I didn't come over know I would never see his cock again. He said it would only take a minute and this time he promises he'll let me leave anytime I want to. He didn't sound like I could negotiate with him at all. I couldn't give up his cock. I told my girlfriend one of my friends was in trouble, and that I would be back in twenty minutes. She grudgingly lets me go. I ran across campus not knowing what the hell I was going to do.

I got to my Master's room. He opened the door and there were two black guys in there with him. He shut the door.

"These are my friends. I told them how much you liked to suck cock and they thought they would try you out."

They each unzipped their pants pulling out the thickest, longest cocks I had ever seen. Their dark dicks weren't even erect and they were bigger and longer than my Master's. I stared at them for a moment and then my Master says "I have lot's of friends like them. But you can only have them and me if you dump your girlfriend right now. What do you say?"

I couldn't resist I had to have them. I said "yes" and he told me to drop to my knees. The black guys came over beside my and rubbed their long dicks on my cheeks. My Master dials my number and gives me the phone. My girlfriend picks up.

I told her I wanted to break up and that I never wanted to see her again. I hated to be mean to her, but it was only way to get her believe something that was this out of the blue. I told her she should've spent more time with me. My Master looks at me and tells me to tell her the real reason or no more cock.

"Tell her you're a cocksucking faggit slave who's found a master. Tell her what you've been doing for the past few days," he commanded.

I couldn't disobey my Master or the newly erect black cocks that were pressed up against my face. I told her, "I've discovered the power cock and I don't need you anymore. I've become a cocksucking faggit slave. I've been on my knees sucking my Master's cock for the past five days. All I really want is a nice big cock in my mouth. I have to go now and suck some dick. Good bye."

She was crying as I hung up the phone. I didn't care. I now totally and completely belonged to my Master and that's all that mattered. I had no will but the will of his cock. We both knew it. I looked at my Master as both of the black guys pointed their incredibly long and hard erections at either side of my face.

Then my Master said,"You have my permission to suck both their cocks."

Immediately I took both of their dark fuck tools in my hand and began to swallow the one on my right. My head bobbed back and forth on it wildly trying to take more and more of the monstrously fat cock in my mouth each time. I firmly held unto the other black dick in my hand and slowly stroked the entire length of it's shaft as I furiously sucked the one in my mouth. Then I switched and sucked the one I had been stroking while giving a hand job to the cock that was dripping with my saliva. Both their tools were so big. I had to stretch my lips to get it all in my mouth and I couldn't even take their whole length in my mouth. Hell, I gagged just taking three fourths of it in.

I alternated between the two black dicks. At certain points they would grab my head and force me to suck harder and deeper till I choked on their man meat while yelling stuff at me like "Take my meat you little bitch! Suck my dick you little white bitch!" I loved ever minute of it.

Then my Master interrupted and pulled out his own hard cock and said I needed to suck that too. I had both black cocks in my hand as my Master walked toward me with an erection that already had precum on it's head. He wiped the precum on my lips and then I took his cock into my mouth. The thought of this cock being in my mouth for the rest of my life was a good one. I sucked his cock and then one of the black guys said, "Hey, our dicks are feeling deprived here, faggit."

My Master pulled his cock out and they formed a circle around me. I took turns blowing each one while the others were in my hands or rubbing precum on my cheek. I went from cock to cock faster and faster as they their growns of pleasure grew louder. Finally my master pushed me away and they all rapidly jacked their raging hard-ons right in front of my face. I opened my mouth and closed my eyes. I felt a stream of warm cum shoot in my mouth followed by two more stream that simultaneously hit my upper face and mouth. More cum barrages followed which drenched my face completely in warm gooey, man jizz. I swallowed the massive loads I had in my mouth. They all zipped up, leaving me with a thick mask of cum on my face.

The black guys left while telling my Master how good his little cocksucking bitch is and that they want to come back sometime for more. My Master agreed. He closed the door and threw me a towel telling me to clean up, he wanted me to give him a nice long individual blow job now. I obeyed. This would be what it was like for the rest of my life, on my knees with a cock in my mouth. The life of a slave. What could be better?

Comment ma copine est devenu ma Maitresse



Je me présente rapidement, maintenant je m'appele Aline et je deviens l'objet des fantasmes de ma copine. J'ai 23 ans et depuis l'age de 21 ans je suis bi, enfin je pensais etre bi...
Ma copine n'était pas au courant de ma bi-sexualité, quand elle l'a découvert en regardant mes mails cela a changer totalement notre relation. Ma copine Aline, a continué a chercher et a trouver des photos de moi soumis à un homme plus agés que moi.
Elle m'assura qu'elle montrerais ces photos à mes amis de classes et ma famille si je ne devenais pas son petit soumis. Par crainte de la réaction de ma famille et de mes amis j'ai accepeté. Elle m'oblige aussi a raconter mes exploits de soumis.
Aline me dit que je devais a tout moment etre a ces ordres, je ne pensais pas que ca allais finir de cette façon.
Durant une semaine le soir quand je rentrais je devais me ballader en string dans la maison et l'attendre couché sur le canapé, Aline me sodomisais avec toute sortes d'objets! Je ne lui fesais plus l'amour elle me sodomisait tout les soirs.
La semaine suivante ma copine est venu avec un god ceinture et des menottes. Les soirs elle m'attachait avec les menottes et je devenais une véritable lope!!!
Un soir lorque je suis rentré Aline était deja la avec une boite pour moi, elle me dit d'aller me changer. J'ouvre cette boite et je voie un string transparent, le soutien gorge qui va avec, de quoi le rembourer, une petite jupe et un chemisier.
Aline me rappel les photos et me montre un mail avec des photos plus que comprométente pres a etre envoyé a toute ma famille et mon école.
J'execute directement ces ordres, Aline me fit enlever mon string et me rasa le sexe et l'anus. Je pensais qu'elle voulait me prendre en femme.
Elle m'attacha comme chaque soir les mains dans le dos mais cette fois ci elle me banda les yeux. On sorti de l'appart et on alla dans le garage.
Arrivé dans le garage, j'entendis de voix, j espèrer que se ne soit pas les voisins, les voix paressés jeunes, mais comment aller t il réagir en trouvant un homme dominé par sa femme comme ca. Aline dit bonjour aux personnes que l'on croisa, je l'ai entendit rire. Aline me poussa contre une voiture et me leva la jupe, elle appela les jeunes et écarta mon string pour me mettre un petit god directement dans les fesses. Pris de honte je ne pouvais rien dire, mais une terrible érection me pris. Aline la remarqua, et on pris la voiture, je commencais a paniquer.
Quand on s'arreta, elle m'enleva mon bandage sur les yeux, nous étions sur une aire d'autoroute pleine de camion et tres peu éclairer. Aline m'emmena dans les toilettes me de fait attendre dans une cabine.
Je ne savais pas quoi faire, dans cette tenue je ne pouvais pas appeler a l'aide. trop honte de la situation.
Aline revient 5 min apres accompagné. je vis 2 hommes assez grand et plus baraqué que moi, j'avais compris ce qui allé se passer...
Aline me donna comme ordre d'etre au service de ces monsieurs. Les toillettes étant petit l'un des deux proposa que l'on aille dans sa remorque.
Le plus grand des deux m'arracha le string, je n'avais meme pas remarqué, mais j'avais le sexe tendu. En voyant ca Aline et les 2 hommes ont commencé a m'insulter de chiennes, de putes et lope.
Arrivé dans le camion, les 2 hommes me donne leur bite a sucer, je fais de mon mieux, je suce, j'aspire le gland, je prend mon role de lope au sérieux. les sexes que je sucais était grosse et longue, Aline poussait derrière ma tète pour que je les prennes le plus loin possible en bouche. Un des hommes arriva derrière moi de la position a genoux je passe a quatre pates. Aline donne a l'homme un tube de lubrifiant. Directement je sens qqch de froid sur ma rondelle et ca commence a forcé l'entrée de ma rondelle, je sent le tube se vider en moi...
Puis un gland commence a forcé l'entré de mon anus, je ne peux pas resister. Il penetre mon anus et commence a me limer. Celui de devant me baise carrement la bouche. Je commence a gémir de plus en plus fort, de douleur ce passe a plaisir.
Plaisir d'etre humilier devant la copine qui ne loupe rien, elle filme meme. Et remarque mon érection et soudaienement je jouie sur le sol, sans pour autant que l'on me touche le sexe. Les deux hommes en rigolent, ca résonne dans cette remorque j'ai peur que l'on ne découvre.
Aline ramasse mon sperme avec ces doigts et les essuie sur le sexe que je suce.
Mon anus me fait mal, mes fesses sont pilonné durant 20 bonnes minutes avant que je revoie ce sexe qui j'écula en plein visage. L'autre homme ne tarda pas a jouir, il fit pareil sur mon visage... Me voici humilier, plein de sperme, l'anus dilaté qui me fait mal et toujour au sol dans cette remorque.
Les deux routiers sortent de la cabine avec Aline, je les entend parler mais je ne comprend pas ce qu'ils disent. Aline revient dans la cabine m'enleve le reste de mes vetements et les 2 hommes me font descendre du camion, je me retrouve nu sur cette aire d'autoroute. Aline de banda les yeux a nouveaux et me fit avancer.
Je me retrouve dans l'herbe. J'entend des pas qui se rapproche. Au bout de quelques minutes Aline m'enleva mon bandeau, je me retrouve au milieux de cinq hommes qui se mastrubent. Chaucun son tour, ils m'éjaculent au visage. J'ai le visage plein de sperme et Aline filme bien tout ces détails.
Les hommes autour de moi ont tous encore le sexe a l'air. Aline leur dit me passer la douche, je me retrouve plein d'urine. Je me fais traiter de tous les noms et ils partent tous en me laissant comme ca...
Aline m'a promis que ce n'était qu'un début et que j'allais payer de l'avoir trompé durant autant de temps....
Je ne pensais pas que j'allais prendre du plaisir a ce point...

Une dominatrice soumise.



Alex, belle blonde de vingt cinq ans, cheveux courts, est une dominatrice connue dans les soirées libertines. Elle a un corps de rêve, mais se croit tout permis. Ses amis, hommes ou femmes, la craignent. Rien ne l'arrête. Une fois, lors d'une soirée, elle s'approche d'un couple, saisit la femme par les cheveux, et lui donne un baiser farouche.
-Je te l'emprunte une petite heure, dit-elle.
Pendant une heure, Alex va jouer avec la femme, jusqu'à la faire crier de plaisir. Pourtant, au cours d'une soirée, elle va faire une rencontre surprenante. La fête se déroule au bord d'une piscine chez un couple nouvellement installé. Alex est vêtue d'un short moulant, et d'un petit haut. Parmi les invités, il y a Jade, une jeune coréenne de vingt ans, étudiante en faculté de médecine. Elle veut se spécialiser dans l'anatomie du corps humain. Elle est vêtue d'une jupe assez courte, et d'un bustier. Elle connait Alex de réputation, et ne comprend pas que personne ne l'est mise aux plis. Les deux femmes se croisent au buffet. Leur regard se défient.
-Tiens, celle qui sème la terreur parait-il, dit Jade, tu as besoin d'être mâtée toi.
-A bon, sourit Alex, celle qui me mâtera n'est pas encore née. Et c'est surement pas toi. Je te conseille de ne pas trop me provoquer.
La fête bat son plein. Jade décide de se retirer dans le salon, pour se reposer cinq minutes. Le variateur de lumière est au plus bas. Et là, surprise, Alex qui se pointe pour aller aux toilettes. Dans la demi obscurité, elle ne voit pas Jade assise sur le fauteuil. L'attaque est fulgurante. Elle est littéralement happée par Jade qui la couche, dos sur ses genoux, les reins cassés. Alex essaie de se libérer, mais elle est maintenue par le cou, d'une main ferme. L'autre main écarte la ceinture du short. Alex se débat, agite ses jambes, totalement écartées, pour empêcher la main qui la fouille de progresser. D'un coup, elle s'arrête, net, comme paralysée. Jade lui a saisit le clitoris, qu'elle pince entre ses doigts.
-Aie, aie, crie Alex, lâche moi connasse.
-Chut, chut, fais pas de bruit, lui conseille Jade, tu vas attirer tout le monde. Tu veux tout de même pas qu'ils voient la dominatrice se faire humilier. Mais ma main est un peu serrée, défait ton short s'il te plait.
-Vas te faire foutre, refuse Alex, aie, aie.
-Tu vas obéir oui, défait ton short je t'ai dis.
Alex, en larmes, ôte le bouton, fait glisser la fermeture éclair du mini Short.
-Tu vois ce qu'on peut faire faire à une femme quand on lui tiens le clitoris. Ta chatte a un joli duvet, çà doit être un plaisir de la caresser. Mais moi, j'aime pas imposer les gens, je préfère attendre qu'ils me le demandent.
Jade est très patiente. C'est sur, elle veut humilier Alex. Elle veut qu'elle se soumette, qu'elle supplie. Ce n'est pas le genre d'Alex, mais va-t-elle avoir le choix, malgré son air de dominatrice. Et que vont dire les autres. Se faire dominer par une gamine de vingt ans. Toutes les possibilités défilent dans sa tête. Elle n'en voit qu'une. Subir, quitte à passer pour une conne.
-On va se retirer dans une chambre, toute les deux, OK? On sera plus tranquille. Oh, tu réponds!
-Aie, oui, comme tu veux.
Voilà les deux filles qui s'éclipsent à l'abri des regards indiscrets, ce qui arrange Alex. Arrivé dans la chambre, Jade ordonne à Alex de se déshabiller, et de s'allonger sur le lit. Alex baisse la tête.
-Qu'est-ce-que tu vas me faire? Demande-t-elle. Tu vas me faire mal?
-Pas du tout, sourit Jade. Je veux juste m'amuser avec toi.
Jade ne prend même pas la peine de se déshabiller. C'est elle maintenant la dominatrice. Elle se couche à côté d'Alex, et lui caresse les seins. Puis elle se penche pour l'embrasser. Alex fuit le baiser en tournant la tête. la claque sur ses fesses est cinglante.
-Tu as pas l'air d'avoir compris, gronde Jade. La prochaine fois, çà fera plus mal.
Jade place sa main entre les cuisses d'Alex, et caresse le court duvet. Elle fait une nouvelle tentative, avortée. Elle saisit un poil du pubis, et l'arrache.
-Aie, aie, hurle Alex, pas çà, aie. Je ferai ce que tu voudras, mais arrête
Jade se penche une énième fois, et cette fois, bécote les lèvres d'Alex. Celle ci, un moment passive, se prend au jeu.Elle entrouvre ses lèvres, et répond au baiser. sa langue s'enroule autour de celle de Jade, qui lui caresse toujours les seins. Alex saisit une main de Jade, et l'a guide entre ses cuisses.
-Caresse moi la chatte, soupire-t-elle, le clitoris aussi.
-A quand même, sourit Jade, tu as compris. Tu vas voir comme je vais te faire jouir.
Au bout de dix minutes, Alex hurle de plaisir. Un orgasme terrible.
-Oh putain, vas-y, doigte moi, que c'est bon, ha, ha.

Deux heures plus tard, Jade emmène Alex chez elle. Elle l'a fait mettre à quatre pattes sur la moquette.
-Suis moi, petite chienne, écoute ta maitresse.
Alex obéit. La soumission est totale. Une bonne partie de la nuit, Jade vas jouer avec sa proie, la faire crier de plaisir, jusqu'à l'épuisement. Pour finir, elle quitte enfin son string, relève sa minijupe, et s'accroupit sur la bouche d'Alex. Elle lui soulève sa tête entre ses cuisses.
-Allez salope, bouffe moi ma petite chatte. Moi aussi je veux jouir. Et dans ta bouche. Ta langue, bien sur mon bouton, voilà, comme çà, très bien, ha. Tu sais y faire toi, hein? Tu vas ma faire cracher, oui, oui, ha. Sale pute.
Jugeant que sa victime avait eu sa dose pour cette nuit, Jade regagne sa chambre, laissant Alex sur la moquette.

Le lendemain matin, Alex arrive en peignoir dans le salon. Jade est en train de prendre son petite déjeuner. Elle est vêtue d'une chemise de nuit en soie, ultra courte.
-Tu m'embrasses pas, dit Jade, même la politesse il faudra que je t'apprenne.
Ales s'avance, et se penche sur Jade. Celle-ci la force à s'asseoir sur ses genoux. Elle lui dénoue le peignoir, et commence à la caresser.
-Alors petite chatte, on s'est bien faite donner cette nuit, hein? Polissonne. Par contre, il faudra la raser, OK? Comme une petite fille. Allez, va prendre ta douche, tes habits sont prêts à la salle de bain.
Alex revient, vêtue d'une minijupe, et d'un caraco.
-J'ai pas trouvé de culotte, dit-elle, ni de soutien gorge.
-Tu n'en as plus besoin, répond Jade. C'est ta nouvelle tenue à partir d'aujourd'hui. Mais fais voir ton minou. C'est bien. Je vais me préparer, on va aller en ville. On a des invités ce soir, il faut que je t'habille.

Les deux filles rentrent dans la boutique de lingerie sexy. C'est Noémie, une jeune métis de Jade qui en est gérante.
-Bonjour ma chérie, tu as eu mon coup de fil. J'espère que tu as ce qu'il faut pour ma copine.
-Mais bien sur mon amour, répond Noémie, venez dans la cabine.
Elles font essayer à Alex que des habits d'écolières. La jupe est si courte, qu'on voit la naissance de la fente. Quand au haut, il cache juste le bout des seins. Alex est rouge de honte. Noémie glisse une main entre ses cuisses, lui caresse les lèvres. Alex ferme les yeux.
-Hum, fraichement rasée, sourit-elle. Comme je les aime. Et toi Jade, fais voir.
Noémie passe une main entre les jambes de Jade. Celle-ci a un mouvement de recul.
-Quoi, gronde Noémie, un string. Tu m'as désobéis, tu sais ce que çà mérite. Une fessée. On réglera le problème ce soir. En attendant, tu me quittes çà.
-Non ma chérie, c'est un oubli. Faut pas m'en vouloir.
-J'ai dis, on règlera la problème ce soir, et tu la fermes, d'accord?
Alex croise le regard de Jade. Serait-elle soumise à Noémie La soirée s'annonce pleine de surprise. La jeune black prend Alex tendrement par la nuque, et l'embrasse.
-A ce soir mon amour, dit-elle. Je serai pas seule. tu vas voir comme on va bien s'amuser.
Jade crève de jalousie. Une larme coule sur sa joue. Les filles prennent les paquets, et s'en vont.
-C'est ta maitresse? Demande Alex.
-Ta gueule, répond Jade, çà te regarde pas.
-Pardon, dit Alex, je voulais pas te vexer.

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Becoming a Cock Slave

I was driving down a deserted country road after a two-day business trip. My job is to drive around the region and make presentations, so this wasn't unusual. I usually get the weekends off to spend with my wife so it's not a bad thing to be gone a couple days at a time. It was a Friday and I was half an hour from home so I was starting to feel the anticipation of seeing my wife again. There is road in front of me and fields around me as far as the eye can see.

Then I saw him. There was a big guy on the side of the rode thumbing for a ride. He had on blue sweat shorts and a tight tank top that showed off his ripped chest. He was shaven bald with a goatee and looked to be in his 40's. He was a towering mass of muscle that I'm sure a lot of people would've been intimidated by. But not me. I pick up hitchhikers all the time. They're all just normal people trying to get somewhere that ran into some bad luck. Being on the road a lot made me sympathize with them.

So I pulled over and lowered my passenger window. He walked over and leaned into the open window.

"I need a ride into town," he said. His voice was deep and slightly gruff.

"Sure, hop in. I'm going that way," I responded.

He immediately opened the door and got in. I started driving. He scooted his seat back to accommodate his long legs and got comfortable.

He then turned to me and said, "Thanks, for picking me up. I got left out here by my slave."

I thought he was making some sort of joke or I misheard him. I really didn't know how to respond so I just waited for him to clarify what he said.

"The little whore was supposed to drive me out here in the middle of nowhere so he could suck me off. He couldn't stand take my face fucking so he just got in the car and left me, the worthless little pussy."

I looked over and saw him playing with this large, growing mound that was inside his shorts! He obviously wasn't wearing underwear. I was shocked by both what he said and by him playing with himself. I still didn't know what to say. I guess their's no harm in him talking about his sexual escapades. I just remained silent and tried to keep my eyes on the road.

"He whined about how my dick was too big for him. Little bitch. He said I was too rough. Obviously he wasn't a serious cocksucker. How can you resist a dick like this?"

I glanced over and saw that he had pulled out his naked semi-erect penis and was playing with it! I couldn't believe it! I was appalled. However, part of me did notice that it really was insanely big. It was longer and fatter than any erection I had ever seen.

A part of me briefly thought about how my wife had said she wanted to see me penetrated. It's her sick little fantasy. She wanted us to do a three-way but I've just never been into guys. Just for her, I did try masturbating to some gay porn. I wasn't attracted to the guys themselves but I could get into some of the oral stuff that just focused on a guy's member or someone sucking it, especially when the member was big. I was sort of curious about what it must feel like to have that in your mouth but I never told her that.

Of course, in the car with some whacked out stranger wasn't the time or place to test out my curiosities. I yelled, "Cut it out! Put it back in your pants!"

He had his hand wrapped around his growing member as he responded, "You can't be serious. You don't really want me to put something this big and powerful away. I bet you want don't it, don't you? Every man really wants a big hard cock in his mouth"

I glanced back over at him. The monster between his legs was now fully erect. He was stroking it slowly with his hand going from the top to the bottom of his extremely long, hard erection. He was looking at me and smiling. I was worried he was going to start ejaculating on my car seats!

Before I could anything he continued speaking, "Yeah you want it. I can tell by the way you're looking at it." He starts to violently gyrate his hips back and forth thrusting his hard erection forward, jabbing the air. He continued as he humped the air "You want to be on your knees with this big hard piece of meat shoved down your throat don't you? You want me to fuck your throat and shove my dick so far down your throat that I choke out all the air! Isn't that what you want cocksucker!?!? Isn't it!?!"

"No I don't! Put it back in your pants now!" I yelled. He was getting too excited. I was afraid he was going reach over and grab me next.

"You're lying, I can tell by that big hard-on you got in your pants. My dick turns you on, cocksucker. You know want it in your mouth. You know you want my cum-"

I slammed on the breaks and we screeched to a halt I wasn't going to take it from this horny pervert any more! I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. I looked directly at him and yelled "Get out now or I'm calling the cops!"

I stared at him intensely for a minute to make sure he knew I was serious. He didn't really show any reaction. He just opened the car door and got out, with his shorts still pulled down and his erection still exposed. He closed door and then turned around. His erection was pointing directly at me as I turned away and hit the gas hard.

I sped off down the road, trying to avoid looking in my rear view. I was relieved to have him out the car. At the same time I found that I was excited by the whole thing. My heart was still racing but it was starting to wind down to it's normal beat. Maybe it was because the excitement was over, but I suddenly noticed that he was right about me having an erection. I could now feel it throbbing in my pants.

My mind wondered to what just happened. The fear I had felt was there but I also thought about how big his penis was. It really did arouse me. I started to think about all that gay porn I had jerked off too and how excited I was pretending to go down on a guy while I looked at the porn. But those guys weren't half as big as this guy. And they weren't forceful either, they just stood there and let the other guy go down on them.

An image of the hitch hiker's big fat erection in my mouth popped into my head. Having it shoved down my throat. I had always wondered what that was like. I gyrated my hips a little and rubbed my throbbing erection against my pants. I opened my mouth pretending the hitchhiker was forcefully filling it. I was so turned on. His voice ran through my head repeating the part about me wanting it. It repeated louder and louder in my mind. My cock throbbed more and more. I gripped the steering wheel tight and yelled "Yes, I want your cock in my mouth!"

I hit the breaks and the car screeched to a stop. I put my head down on the steering wheel while trying to catch my breath. I had never been so horny in my life. I really did want to suck dick. This was my one chance with the biggest, most powerful guy I could find. He would use my mouth so good. I knew I would love sucking him off. He still scared me and he was still a stranger. Could I risk it? There might be other opportunities. Maybe my wife could arrange something. But that would be later and wouldn't be anywhere near as good as this guy. I wanted it now. I needed a cock in my mouth at that moment. Every fiber of my being was telling me this. This could act as a test run for that three-way.

I did a three point turn and turned around. I sped back towards the hitchhiker. I shook with anticipation. In a minute, I would have my first cock in my mouth. Then I saw the hitchhiker still standing on the side of the road with his hard dick still hanging out. As I got closer I started calling him something else in my head. "Master"

I frantically rolled down the window as my car slowed pulled over in front of him. He didn't saw a word. He just held his rigid dick in his hand and took a couple steps towards me. He stuck his massive cock through the window dangling it only an inch from my mouth. Its width was huge, I wasn't even sure if it would fit in my mouth. It was so long I didn't know if it was even possible swallow that much of it. It was so massive, so powerful, so beautiful.

I suddenly grabbed it and shoved it into my mouth. I took his giant head into my mouth and slid my lips down his long, hard shaft. I took as much as could fit in my hungry mouth and then tried to take more. I gagged a little on his cock. I wanted to take every inch of it in my mouth. I wanted it so bad.

I rapidly bobbed my head back and forth on the length of his dick that fit in my tiny, little mouth. He yelled, "You like that don't you cocksucker? I told you you would be back for your Master's cock!"

I made a muffled noise that sounded like "yeah" as I continued to take more and more of his long, rock hard dick into my mouth. My lips slid even more rapidly back and forth as I mumbled louder noises of pleasure. I loved it! I loved taking this man's rigid, powerful cock into my mouth!

Suddenly, I felt his large hands grab my head on each side. My mouth stopped moving while my lips were still squeezing around his thick cock. I had seen enough pornoes to know what was next.

As he firmly held my head in place, he gyrated his hips, thrusting his hard, manly cock deep into my mouth. He thrusted again this time harder and deeper. He kept doing this, thrusting his huge cock deeper and deeper down my warm mouth, until it filled my mouth and throat completely. I choked on it. I coughed and gagged but there was nothing I could do. He wouldn't let me move my head. I just had to sit there and take it.

His thrusts got harder, more violent. I choked a little on every thrust as he held my mouth in place. He fucked my mouth hard like a tight pussy as yelled at me, telling me what a dirty little cock sucking whore I am. I was absolutely helpless. He was raping my face and I loved it.

I heard a car coming and snapped back into reality. I tried to pull back hoping their was still time to for him to hide his dick but he wouldn't let go! He held my head in my place and kept his dick in my mouth as I struggled! I made muffled noise for him to let go.

I could hear him laughing as the car got closer. I knew whoever was in it had a good view of my car by now. Suddenly I didn't care. I was actually excited that others might see me with a dick in my mouth. I stopped struggling, closed my eyes, and submitted myself totally to my master's control. He continued to fuck my mouth. I was in heaven.

After the car was past us, one of his hands let go of my head and he pulled his cock out of my mouth. He held my head with the other hand as he stroked his monster erection with his right hand. His massive hard fuck tool was just inches from my face ready to cum.

As he furiously stroked it, he yelled, " Open up slut!. You're about to get your Master's cum!"

I opened my mouth wide and closed my eyes. I wanted his cum. I wanted to taste it. Feel it. Swallow it. I wanted it bad.

With a groan, I felt a thick warm stream of liquid shoot into my mouth. Then another and another. It shot all over the place. It sprayed violently into my mouth. It splattered onto my cheek and forehead. After a minute, the squirting stopped and I opened my eyes to see a glorious drop of cum forming on the tip of his head. I swallowed the sperm in my mouth and took his head into my mouth, licking up ever drop of cum that seeped out. It was delicious.

My face was covered in cum, drenched in cum. I could feel the wet, warm man juice on my face dripping down my creeks. It dribbled off my chin unto my shirt. I wore my Master's cum as a mask of pride. It felt good.

"You belong to me now don't you, cocksucker?" my Master said as he put his massive man meat back into his pants.

"Yes Master." I said with a smile.

"You love sucking dick and being my slave don't you, cocksucker?"

"Yes Master."

"Then you're going to drive to my place so I can use you some more. Don't wipe off the cum. I want it to be on your face the entire way there so everyone will know you're mine"

"Yes Master."

He got in the car and we took off. I was just so caught up in the moment. I would've done anything he asked. All I wanted was more dick. And when we got to his place that's exactly what he gave me.

I'm sitting on a couch watching a porn video. A blonde with a tanned, tight body and large breasts is on her knees with a dick in her mouth. She slowly bobs her head back and forth on the massive cock in her mouth. Another man on her left rubs his long semi-erect cock against her check and one on her right strokes his thick, rock hard erection just inches from her face. The little whore goes from cock to cock with glee enjoying the massive dick being shoved down her throat. I've watched videos like this before but they've never turned me on this much because I'm not thinking about what it feels like for the guys getting sucked. This time I'm thinking about what it must be like to have that dick in you mouth. I'm thinking about the dick I just had in mine a couple hours ago.

Just a few hours ago I was driving home to my wife after a business trip when I picked up a hitchhiker. It turned out that this guy had been left out there by his slave who was supposed to suck him off. He whipped out his dick as he told me about it and then proceeded to tell me about how much I wanted his cock. At first I was offended, but the combination of his large hard cock and what he said did turn me on. I was overwhelmed by curiosity and lust. I ended up sucking the guy's dick on the side of the road and became his new slave. He took me home promising me another chance to suck his dick.

My master sits beside me on his couch, still in his blue sweat shorts and tight tank top. He rubs the large bulge in his shorts and looks at me as I watch the movie. He looks at the hard erection that's straining the crotch of my pants.

"You ready to suck my dick again, slave?" my Master said.

I turned towards and said "yes" with an enthusiastic smile.

"I want you to take off all you clothes, cock whore," he commanded.

I immediately stood up and feverishly unbuttoned my shirt and threw it off. I pulled my under shirt over my head while unbuckling my pants. My clothes flew everywhere as I frantically undressed. My cock was throbbing, I had to have his dick in my mouth now. I stripped down to my briefs and then realized I had never been naked in front of another man. It hit me for a second just how far I was going.

But it was only for a second and then the pulsing of my erection made me not care. I wanted to be naked in front of my master. Having his cock was the only thing I cared about. So I frantically slide my shorts down and tossed them aside, exposing my naked erection to my Master. I fell down to my knees immediately. I was completely naked on my knees in front of another man. It felt great.

My Master walked up to me and quickly took off his tank top exposing his ripped chest and slid off his shorts, exposing the massive monster inside. His dick was so big, so hard, so powerful. He held his hard cock firmly in his hand as he stood there naked in front of me.

"You want my dick cocksucker?" he shouted.

"Yes Master!" I yelled.

"Put your hands behind your back and keep them there" he commanded.

I obeyed, locking my hands together behind my back. He harshly grabbed my head and held it still, his dick only inches from my face. I opened my mouth and prepared to receive my Master's cock.

Suddenly, his hard cock thrust itself into my warm, hungry mouth. He gyrated his hips while holding my head still and thrust his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth.

"Yeah! Take your Master's cock, you filthy little whore! Take it in your cocksucker mouth!" he yelled as he slammed his dick into my mouth over and over again

It felt so good for him to use my mouth like the cock slut I am, on my knees with a dick hammering away at my pussy mouth.

Suddenly he shoves his long, hard shaft all the way in my mouth. I feel his giant balls pressed against my chin. He holds it there as it fills my mouth and throat, choking out all the air.

"Gahhhh!" I gag loudly as my Master holds my face in place forcing me to take his full length.

As suddenly as it went in, he pulls it completely out. It flies out of my open mouth with streams of saliva attached to it and saliva exploding out of my mouth. The saliva splatters all over my face and chest. I gasp for air. I smile a little realizing just how much of a slut I had become.

Suddenly his hand pulls my head as he walks into his bedroom, dragging me along as I rush to get to my feet to follow him. He enters the room dragging me with him and violently;throws me down on his large, king-size bed. I bounce on the bed a little as my back lands on the center of it's width.

My Master jumps on the bed and quickly positioned himself behind me. My head is in between his muscular, naked thighs. His massive balls rest on my forehead as he strokes his long, hard erection just above my mouth. He grabs my throat and holds me down. I open my mouth, ready to receive him again

Using his hand he points his hard dick down and slides it into my open mouth and down my throat. He proceeded to gyrate back and forth shoving his dick deeper and deeper down my throat. So I lay there, helpless, as this man violently ***** my mouth. I just lay there on my back, very still, as his dick shoves itself inside me.

I keep thinking to myself: "I am your pussy! My mouth is your pussy!" Over and over. I loved it. I wanted him to use me. I wanted him to fuck my face hard and **** my mouth. I loved being his slut, his pussy, his cock whore. I loved every second of it.

Suddenly he stops and his dick pulls out of my mouth. More saliva flies out.

"Get on your belly now, whore!" he commands as he slides off the bed and stands up.

I quickly roll over with my hands still locked together behind my back. My Master grabs me by my arm pits and pulls me forward until my head is dangling over the edge of the bed. He grabs both sides of my head and holds it straight, looking at his crotch.

I open my mouth again and his cock is rammed down my throat. He violently fucks my face hard gyrating his hips like mad, shoving his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. I keep gagging and he keeps shoving it in, yelling "Take my dick cocksucker!" over and over. He truly had turned my warm cocksucker mouth into his pussy and me into his helpless whore.

Again he pulls out, leaving me gasping for air again, covered in my own saliva. I loved being used. I had never so turned on in my whole life. My cock throbbed like crazy.

"You want my dick in your ass cock slave?" he asked.

"Yes!" I said without thinking. I didn't care how I got his cock just as long as I got it. He could've have done anything to me at that point and I wouldn't have cared.

"Get on all fours like the slut you are," he commanded and I obeyed.

He climbed on the bed and got behind me. Suddenly I could feel his finger inside me. His finger was shoved up my asshole. It startled me, but it felt good.

"You like that, slave? You like things in your ass?"

"Yes, Master."

His finger went back in forth in my ass and my dick throbbed more and more.

"Do you want my big hard cock up your ass, slave?"

"Yes, Master!"

He finger fucked my ass faster and faster, it felt so damn good.

"You want me inside you, slave?"

"Yes, Master, I want you inside me! I want you to cum inside me!"

Suddenly I could feel his massive hard dick shoving itself into my ass. I could feel his long hard cock stretching my ass, filling me. I groaned in pain at first, then in pleasure. My master leaned his hot, muscular body over me and pressed himself against my back. I felt his hand wrap around my hard erection. My cock jumped in pleasure.

As his rock hard dick went back and forth inside me, his hand stroked up and down my hard shaft. We both let out loud moans of pleasure. I could feel his cock throbbing in my ass as mine throbbed in his hand.

Suddenly I could feel him shooting into my ass and as my own cock shot streams of cum all over the bed sheets. We both let out yells of pleasure as we came. My Master filled my ass with stream after stream of his warm cum, long after all my cum was sitting in puddles on his bed. Stream after stream blasted inside me. It was fantastic. He pulled his cock out and whipped the last drops of cum on his slave's bare ass. I collapsed unto the cum covered bed and laid in my own cum. My ass was sore and so was my jaw, but I felt great. I rolled around in my own man juices as I felt my Master's cum in my ass. I was such a dirty, filthy whore. It was fantastic.

My Master let me clean up in his bathroom and he asked me who I was. I told him. I mentioned I was married and that what got me curious about cock in the first place was my wife urging me to do a three-way with another guy. I told him at first I wanted to do this as a "test run" for a three-way but it went far beyond that. I really did become his slave.

My Master told me that I would have a three-way with him and my wife. The idea boggled my mind. I had to do it. He gave me his number and I would call him later to arrange it. So I left my Master knowing that next time I see him, I would be sucking his dick in front of my wife. Nothing could turn me on more.

I walked into the house and saw my wife at the kitchen table checking her small duffel bag. She was wearing a short, tight one-piece green dress that showed off her figure perfectly. I could see the hard nipples on her large breasts through the dress. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. As she bent over to check her bag, her tight dress raised up and I could see the bottom of her round, supple bare ass. She wasn't wearing panties either. I smiled.

"The car's warming up, dear," I said.

"Good, it looks like I'm ready to go," she said as she zipped her little bag shut.

As we walked out the door I asked her what was in the bag. She just smiled and said it would be a surprise.

And so we got in the car and took off. We were on our way to our first three-way. As I drove my wife constantly readjusted her short skirt and had this strange smile on her face. She seemed very excited and maybe a little nervous.

So was I, but I was more nervous than anything. I met this guy who was hitchhiking a couple weeks ago and he offered to do a three-way with us. I talked about it with my wife and she was very excited about it. She has wanted to see me penetrated for a long time. It's a long-time fantasy of hers. She's always been dirty like that. So I called the guy back and arranged a time for us to come over.

The thing is, I didn't tell her everything that happened when I met this guy and he doesn't seem like the type to keep quiet. If he told her how we really met, it would be disastrous. But it was too late to change my mind now. Once I mentioned the three-way to her she was dead set on it. No excuse I can think of could get me out of this now.

Suddenly my wife breaks the silence of the ride.

"I'm looking forward to meeting your friend, he seems like a nice guy. He called me yesterday."

"What?" I blurted out in shock. "What did he say?"

"Not much. He just had a few suggestion on how to make it more fun," she says holding up her bag while smiling.

I laugh, trying to hide my nervousness. At least he didn't tell her over the phone. Maybe he really will keep our secret when I get there. I still a little uneasy. I can't even imagine what HE would want in the bag.

We finally get there and I pull into his driveway. We get out and walk to the door. He instructed me to go ahead and walk in, so we open the door and proceed.

"We're here!" I yell as me and my wife scan his unextraordinary living room.

He walks out of his bedroom wearing only the blue sweat shorts he wore when I originally met him. His ripped chest and large muscular legs and arms are on full display, not to mention the massive, hard erection bulging in his shorts. Clearly, he was once again wearing no underwear. My wife smiled as she examined him head to toe with her eyes. I noticed her eyes lingered at his erection. So did mine, but I tried not to show it.

"She's as fine as you said she was," he said with a smile.

My wife walked over to small table and put her bag down. Her breasts jiggled and her dress stretched tighter across her ass with every movement. He was watching ever second of it, with a big grin on his face. My wife looked right back at him and smiled seductively.

He then looked at me and smiled even bigger.

"Let's get this started right. Take off you clothes now," he commanded.

I quickly threw my t-shirt off and pulled my pants and underwear off together. In less than a minute I was completely naked with my hard erection exposed. I didn't even stop to think if this would make me seem too eager to my wife. I was just thinking about that big bulge in his sweat shorts.

"Put your hands behind your back and keep them there. Get on your knees, you're going to suck my dick."

I obeyed and quickly fell to my knees, hands behind my back. I could see my wife rubbing herself under her dress out of the corner of my eye.

He walked up to me until his crotch was only inches from my face. He then pulled down his shorts and revealed his massive, hard naked cock. He gripped it firmly in his hand, just inches from my face. I couldn't take my eyes off his massive head.

"Suck my dick now," he commanded.

He didn't have to tell me twice. My lips immediately wrapped around his head and slid down his long, hard shaft. I took as much in as I could until I gagged. Then I began to rapidly bob my head back forth rapidly on his monstrous cock.

"I knew you would love that dick in your mouth," he said. I was just hoping he wouldn't say why.

I heard a buzzing noise and glanced over at my wife as I continued to suck dick. She was now completely naked with a working vibrator in her hand. She was teasing her pussy with it while playing with her soft, supple breasts. I could hear her moan over the vibrator. She stuck it inside herself and began to pump her pussy with the long, hard machine.

Then I felt two strong hands grab both sides of my face, holding it in place with the dick still in my mouth. Suddenly he began to pump my mouth, fast and hard. I hear my wife groaning loudly off to the side but I don't bother looking. I'm just concentrating on this glorious hard cock that's getting shoved in and out of my warm, hungry mouth.

As he continues to fuck my face he says, "You like that don't you, you little cock sucking whore? You enjoy sucking me off even more than when we first met."

Suddenly my eyes open and I try to pull away and say something. But his hands are holding my head in place as his dick continues to pump my mouth. I try to say something but it just comes out as a loud muffled mumble with the dick in my mouth.

"Keep sucking, whore." he said as he turned to my wife, who put down her vibrator down. I couldn't tell what the expression on her face was.

"I guess he didn't tell you what a cock whore he is. When we first met, he ended up sucking me off on the side of road right through his car window. I took him home and wore out his mouth and ass. He loved every minute of it."

So now it was out. My wife knew that this man was my Master.

He pulled his dick out of my mouth and my saliva exploded everywhere. He held my head with one hand and his hard cock with the other. I could finally speak but I wasn't sure if I wanted to. I just kept looking at that big head dripping with my saliva. It was being held a couple inches from my lips. I couldn't help it.

"You're my cock slave? Isn't that right, cocksucker?" I should've been thinking about my wife but I just couldn't at that point. I had spent the last seven days longing for my Master's cock in my mouth. It was just inches from my lips. I had to have it. I had to have his cock in me or I would die.

"Yes...Master." I said looking up at his smiling face.

He shoved his dick back into my mouth and continued pumping my face. It felt good to have my Master's cock in my mouth again.

"Your husband's my dick-sucking cock slave. You okay with that?" my Master asked my wife.

I opened my eyes as my Master kept pumping my face. My wife walked up to us. She stopped behind me and stood there.

"No, let go of my husband." she said sternly.

My Master let go of my head and pulled his cock out of my mouth. I just sat there on my knees for a second waiting to see what would happen.

Suddenly my head was grabbed from behind and shoved forward. I opened my mouth and my master's length shot down my throat. I gagged.

"No one uses my husband but me!" she said as she pulled my head back. It was her hand on the back of my head!

"Suck his dick you no good whore!" she yelled as she fell to her knees and proceeded to force my head back and forth on my Master's cock.

"Take it, you filthy cocksucker! Take his cock in your mouth like the slut you are!" She yelled.

She rapidly pushed and pulled my head forcing me to suck dick faster and deeper. I kept gagging but she just kept pushing, calling me filthy names. She was in total control of me, forcing me to shove a dick down my throat. She loved it. I could hear her moan in between the dirty things she yelled at me.

Then my Master pulled out of my mouth. His wet hard dick hung there. My wife looked at it and smiled.

"You want to get fucked by a real man?" he said.

My wife pulled the back of my head down to the floor. I still had my hands behind my back, the good little whore that I am.

"Stay there and don't move," she commanded as she stood up.

I obeyed, laying there flat on my back.

We were right beside my Master's couch. So she laid her naked back on the couch and spread her legs. My Master got on the couch and began to fondle my wife's large, soft breasts. She moaned with pleasure. He licked her hard nipples and she moaned even louder.

"Yes," she moaned as he worked her nipples.

Then she let out a loud, long moan. I couldn't see my Master's cock from the angle I was laying but, from the sound my wife was making and the movement he was making, I could tell he was penetrating her.

Then his hips began to gyrate in quick, hard thrusts. He was hammering here pussy hard. Thrust after thrust, she yelled in ecstasy.

"Fuck me! Yes, fuck me!" she yelled as my Master's jack hammer of flesh pounded deep inside her.

"Fuck me! Oh God yes!"

I laid on my back watching this other man fuck my wife. I was completely helpless as he fucked the hell out of her. It turned me on so much. I could feel my cock throb. I wanted to touch it so bad but I couldn't move my hands from behind my back. I couldn't disobey.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she yelled as my Master groaned loudly. I could tell he was cumming inside her. Another man is cumming inside my wife as I just lay here and watch. I had never been so turned on in my whole life.

They both get up but then she throws herself down on top of my chest, her thighs on either side of my face. She grabbed my face and shoved it into her pussy.

"Lick it out, whore!" she yells as she holds my face against her crotch.

I ate her out wildly. She moaned loudly. The smell of her pussy was overwhelming. I could taste both her and my master. It was delicious.

She then throws my head down and gets up. She walks over to her bag and pulls something out. Her back is turned to me so I can't see exactly what it is. It looks likes she is putting on some sort of weird leather panties. She turns around and I see a large rubber dick hanging from her crotch. It's a strap-on!

She walks over and grabs my hair, pulling me up to the position I was at on my knees. She holds my head in place with one hand and grabs her large fake dick with the other. She brushes it up against my right cheek.

"You want it, bitch?" she yells slapping my cheek hard with her dick.

"Yes, Mistress." I reply.

My Master sits back on the couch and watches. Out of the corner of my eye I can see him stroking himself.

"You want me to use you, you filthy slut?" she yells, slapping my other cheek.

"Yes, Mistress. I am yours!" I respond.

"Then open up and take this, bitch!" she yells as she shoves her rubber dick into my mouth.

It tastes a little like new plastic but I don't care. I'm on my knee with my wife about to face fuck me and my Master watching. It doesn't get any better.

She feeds it to me little by little, giving me more and more of her dick with each thrusting of her hips.

"I'm fucking your pussy mouth, whore! You like it?" she screams while wildly thrusting her whole body, jamming her dick down my throat.

"Gahhh! Gah! Gahhhhh!" I choke as she merciless fucks my mouth. She shoves it in so hard and so deep, I can't help but gag.

"Take it you worthless whore!" she puts it all the way in, my face pressed against her body. She holds it.

"Gahhhhhh!" I choke.

She pulls it out. Saliva explodes all over my face and I gasp for air. My God, she really had used me like a whore! My own wife! It was incredible.

She holds it in front of me. I look up at her, panting. I'm at her mercy wondering what she'll do to me next. She looks down at me, expressionless.

"Get on your hands and knees now! On all fours like an animal!" she says shoving my head down.

I obey. I get on my hands and knees, bent over on the floor. She walks behind me towards her bag. My Master sits on the couch masturbating his dick, now rock hard again.

I suddenly feel a wet finger up my ass. I jump a little. She fingers it hard, adding additional fingers quickly. I moan a little.

"You like that don't you? This is all your good for isn't it, meat-hole? You're here to be fucked and used for our pleasure." she says.

"Yes Mistress! Use my ass!" I yell more ready now for than ever.

"Ahh!" I whimper as her rubber dick enters my ass. Slowly, slowly my wife penetrates me.

As she inches her dick inside me she says, "A wife fucking her husband, an unnatural act that can only happen if the guy is a bigger pussy than the girl."

I yell in both pain and pleasure."Yes, I am your pussy!"

"You like it in your ass you nasty, filthy whore? You like being fucked like a girl?" she barks out.

"Yes, Mistress fuck my ass!" I yell as I start to gyrate my ass up and down her fake dick.

We both groan as I feel it moves inside me. I felt more like a whore now than I ever had before. Then I noticed my Master was in front of me holding his thick, hard fuck tool.

"You mind if I use the whore's mouth?" he asks.

"Make him choke on it" she says.

I open my mouth, ready to serve my Master. He shoves it in. So big. So hard. It goes so deeps down my throat. I gag as he holds my head in place.

He pulls back out and does it again Pounding my mouth, just like he did my wife's pussy. I can still taste her on his dick. As he does this, my wife jams her strap-on deep into my ass, with a harsh grunt each time.

"I think our whore is enjoying himself," my Master says.

"Would you like to take over his ass? I've loosened it up for you." she asks, pulling her fake dick all the way out of my ass.

"Of course, you don't mind me being inside your husband?" my Master asks while walking towards my ass.

"If that's what he's really good for." my wife says with a smile, moving to my front.

I felt him entering my ass, his thick dick stretching me even wider than the strap-on. I groaned. My wife shoved her rubber dick into my gasping mouth, pressing it up against the inside of my cheek.

"Uhhh," I mumble with a full mouth.

She then proceeded to fuck my pussy mouth as my Master resumed the pounding of my ass. Fucked from both ends on my hands and knees. What an absolute whore I had become. I was heaven.

"You like it in your ass don't you, bitch?" my Master yelled as he thrust deeper and deeper inside me, fucking my ass mercilessly.

"Take it in your mouth, cocksucker!" my wife yelled as she used my mouth.

"You like being fucked with a real man's dick don't you? Just like your wife, she loved the feeling of a real man's cock inside her!" my Master yelled.

"Yeah he's so much bigger and more powerful than you are. Your little dick is worthless! Your just good for being fucked like a little bitch!" my wife yelled pulling her dick out of my mouth and slapping me with it.

"Yes Mistress! Yes Master! I am your pussy!" I yelled in pleasure as my ass continued to be fucked.

My Master pulled out of me, grabbed my head, and pulled it to his cock. He stroked his dick wildly and, with a loud yell, shot his load all over my face. It was a massive spray of cum that covered most of my face. It oozed over me. I licked my lips to taste a little of it.

My Master sat down on the coach, as did my wife. They were breathing hard, their naked bodies' glistening with sweat. I just sat their on my knees and enjoyed the feeling of fresh cum dripping down my face.

My wife told me to get cleaned up and I did. We all got dressed. Before we left, she and my Master talked. They were working out ways of how they could regularly use me, both together and apart.

Over the next few years I became a whore for both my Master and my Mistress. My mouth and my ass were worn out on a regular basis. It was a wonderful life, being a filthy little cocksucker always on my knees

punition honteuse



C'était un matin comme tous les autres, je sortais de chez moi pour aller chercher le courrier.
Je ramassais toutes les lettres et revenais vers le palier, embrassant mon mari qui partait au travail.
Je posais le courrier sans y faire attention et quelques minutes plus tard mon amant arriva et nous fîmes l'amour.
Cela faisait plus d'un an que moi Michelle avait cette relation extra-conjugale.
pour me decrire, je mesure 1m72 pour 66kg, cheveux châtain clair très long,ainsi que de jolis yeux verts.
Une fois mon amant parti,j'ouvrais une à une les lettres quand je tombais sur des photos de mes ébats avec marc(mon amant), ainsi qu'une lettre qui indiquait un rendez vous,dans une maison plus loin dans le quartier à 16heures et que si je ne me présentais pas à ce rendez-vous,mon mari saurait toute l'histoire et je pourrais dire aurevoir à toutes sa fortune(il est avocat).
Il etait 16 heures et j'etais devant cette maison qui ne semblait pas être habitée, je m'avançais et frappais à la porte à plusieurs reprises. Personne ne repondait,je tournais donc la poignée de la porte qui s'ouvrit.
hésitante et regardant dans les pièces que je voyais depuis le palier,je n'apercevais pas grand chose et me décidais à rentrer.
Je faisais quelques pas à l'intérieur, m'arrêtant devant les escaliers quand j'entendis la porte se fermer derrière moi et une voix grave me dire de ne pas me retourner.
Je pouvais sentir sa présence, il me matait sans dire mot pendant quelques secondes qui me parurent une éternité.
Ses mains se posèrent sur mes épaules, mes muscles se contractant de peur. Détends toi ma ravissante me chuchotait-il dans le creux de l'oreille.
Tu sais pourquoi tu es là Michelle.
NON je ne sais pas lui répondis je texto.
Petite coquine, tu baises dans le dos de ton mari et çaaaa!!!!!
Que voulez vous de l'argent?
NON! tu vas me donner autre chose.
Dans le même temps, une de ses mains caressa ma cuisse qui eut pour réaction de le repousser mais son bras me ramena contre lui.
Là je pouvais sentir le souffle de sa bouche.Tu vas être très coopérative où je balance tout à ton mari.
Devenant toute mielleuse j'acquiesçais de la tête, m'abandonnant à lui comme une vulgaire salope.
On va monter à l'étage, avance.
pour l'instant je ne pouvais distinguer ni sa silhouette ni sa couleur de peau, c'est bien ça qui me faisait le plus peur.
L'idée de me faire prendre par un noir ou maghrebin m'était insupportable.
Nous étions arrivés dans une chambre assez sombre où l'on pouvait distinguer que le seul meuble qui emplissait cette pièce était un lit.
J'eus un mouvement de recul mais sa masse imposante me fit reprendre ma marche en avant jusqu'à toucher le bord du lit.
Tu peux t'asseoir maintenant, j’allais découvrir le visage de mon maitre chanteur.
je le distinguais à peine, je ne jugeais que sa silhouette qui était large (peut être un gros). il allait entrebâiller le volet de la chambre.
Et là!!!!!!!c'etait jacques,le gros noir du quartier!VOUS!
Eh oui ma belle.
t'es obligé de faire chanter des femmes pour baiser salopard, il y a des putes pour ça lui lançais je énervée.
Vous êtes plus excitante!!! t'es pas la première et surement pas la dernière, vous seriez sage au lieu de baiser avec d'autre, tu ne serais pas dans cette galère.
Il fermait la porte et enlevait son pull et t-shirt laissant tomber ses bourlets de gros cochon, quel dégout! puis ce fut au tour de son jean et caleçon. Il était nu comme un ver et j'apercevais son membre pendouiller.
Il avait l'air gigantesque. Il se rapprochait de moi,une fois à ma hauteur, il m'ordonnait de le sucer.
Je n'avais pas le choix et allais devoir jouer la salope et c'est avec dégout que je m'approchais de sa bite. Je commençais par le branler pour faire
durcir son pénis, sa taille n'arrêtait pas de grandir à chaque va et vient de ma main.
Bon alors suce! je l'engloutissais donc dans ma bouche qui se déformait à chaque passage, son pénis était légèrement imbibé de son urine qui me soulevait
des hauts le coeurs mais au bout de quelques minutes cela finit par passer.
je n'en pouvais plus de le sucer mais ses mains agrippant mes cheveux me soutenait la cadence.
Je commençais à étouffer avec cette grosse bite dans ma bouche quand je sentis son liquide chaud emplir ma bouche et gorge à la fois, ses jets avaient
l'air interminable tant ils se succédaient à la chaine, je pus m'extirper de son emprise et tombais au sol en toussant et essayant de cracher le maximum
de sperme de ma bouche.
Ce que j'avais avalé était monstrueusement dégoutant, j'avais envie de vomir. Heureusement que le repas du midi était digéré, sinon j'aurais tout dégosillé
sur le tapis.
En relevant la tête, je le vis tenant un collant beige à la main et regardant son pénis, il était hésitant.
Allez me dit-il,viens me nettoyer le gland sale chienne!
Non ça vous suffit pas! j'ai assez donné tout de même!
j'aurais mieux fait de me taire. Il s'avançait vers moi, m'empoignant par ma tignasse et me forçait à lui nettoyer son gland.
Ma langue faisait le tour de son pénis, léchant toute le reste de sa semence, sa bite tressautait de plaisir à chaque passage.
Hummm tu fais ça bien ma petite pute aussi bien que Sabrina.
Surprise je m'extirpais de lui en tombant sur mes fesses, comment ça Sabrina, ma voisine ?
Oh oui!!! avec elle j'en ai pris du plaisir! tu vois c'est son collant. il me le balançait à la figure en terminant sa phrase.
je le prenais et le regardais déplié, il était déchiré et filé mais ce qui attira plus particulièrement mon attention était cette énorme tache de sperme séchée au niveau du gousset ou du moins ce qu'il en restait, elle avait du en prendre pour son grade me disais-je intérieurement.
Oh mon dieu, vous êtes ignoble!!!
Pas plus que vous bande de chiennes en chaleur qui baisaient dans le dos de vos maris, une fois qu'ils sont partis ; eh oui je profite de cette situation
pour me vider les couilles.
Il me relevait par le bras et passait derrière moi et commençait à m'embrasser dans le cou. mon corps se crispait à chaque baiser qu'il me déposait.
Arrêtez s'il vous plait, ses mains empoignaient mes seins à travers mon chemisier, il les caressait, puis une main vint se glisser dans mon chemisier,
arrachant quelques boutons au passage, son autre main était descendu jusqu'au bas de ma jupe, me caressant toute les parties de mon corps.
Sa main rugueuse remontait le long de ma cuisse faisant crisser mon collant puis d'un mouvement rapide, elle se positionna sur ma chatte.
Il frottait sa main sur mon gousset, l'enfonçant légèrement dans ma fente. Mon corps me trahissait, je sentais mes jambes se dérobaient sous ses caresses.
NON arrêtez, tout en me dégageant de son emprise, on se faisait face.
Comment ça non!!!! je vais te défoncer, alors allonge toi sur ce lit et enlève ta robe et ta chemise!
S'il vous plait lui implorais-je, les larmes aux yeux.
Fallait réfléchir avant, alors vite avant que je perde patience!!! t'auras qu'a demandé à sabrina ce que cela donne quand on me résiste.
Par la force des choses je m'exécutais toute tremblante et me retrouvais quasiment nue n'ayant plus que sur moi mon collant dim noir cachant légèrement mon intimité bien rasée, j'étais honteuse, humiliée, blessée dans mon amour propre. Je m'allongeais sur le lit, regardant son visage s'illuminait de plaisir.
Son membre s'était revigoré et son pénis était en train de s'étirer de manière monstrueuse.
Putain t'es bien branlée, de bons seins fermes comme je les aime et pas de string sous ton collant qu'il s'empressait de déchirer au niveau du gousset.
Sa langue vint s'enfouir dans ma fente peu ouverte. J'eus pour reflexe de serrer mes cuisses mais ses mains surpuissantes me les plaquèrent contre le matelas.
Il léchait mon clitoris, sa langue me le titillait, mordillait, je lâchais des cris de plaisir par inadvertance malgré ma résistance face à ce malotru profiteur.
Ma fente commençait à s'entrouvrir et à mouiller, je tordais les draps du lit et me mordais les lèvres pour ne pas m'abandonner au désir de cet enfoiré.
Un de ses doigts s'enfonça profondément dans mon orifice vaginal, me faisant lâcher un petit cri.
Son doigté rapide accélérait la lubrification, je sentais ma chatte mouillait de plus en plus, je me tortillais comme un ver de terre essayant d'échapper à son prédateur.
Hummmmmm ta cyprine est bonne ma petite pute me disait il tout en se branlant de son autre main.
Son pénis était bien plus gros que quelques bonnes dizaine de minutes auparavant, son gland tendu à son maximum se rapprochait de mon vagin, j'essayais de reculer tout en rampant de dos sur le lit mais ses bras surpuissants eurent vite fait de me ramener vers lui, je pouvais maintenant sentir sa bite qui se frottait sur ma fente, il jouait avec mes nerfs.
OHHHHH ça y était, il me pénétrait, son énorme barreau s'enfonçait dans mes entrailles, j'essayais de me contracter le con pour le repousser mais elle était bien trop grosse et il eut vite raison de moi. Il glissait en moi très lentement mais à chaque coup de rein de sa part, j'avais l'impression qu'il me déchirait le col.
Malgré les mots "arrêtez" et"non" entre chaque coup de queue, mes mains essayaient de repousser ce gros porc, l'une d'entre elle parvint à se glisser sous son énorme ventre et tentait d'éjecter sa queue.
Tu veux la toucher salope, t'aimes ça me balançait-il.
Non vous me faites mal elle est trop grosse!!!!
Il me prenait mes deux jambes qu'il rabattait sur ses épaules, ses bras se posant à coté de mes hanches, j'étais pliée en deux, mes collants se déchiraient à tout va pendant la manoeuvre.
Sa bite me défonçait plus rapidement dès à présent, me labourant. Ses boules venait claquer mes fesses à chaque passage, je n'avais jamais prise une aussi monstrueuse queue en moi de toute ma vie. Mes cris de détresse se mélangeaient avec ceux de la jouissance malgré moi.
Oh putain tu es super bonne disait il d'une voix saccadée par son souffle.
il se retirait brutalement et me positionnait à quatre pattes et lui se glissait derrière moi, me reprenant dans la foulée.
Sa pénétration était furieuse, je subissais un pilonnage en règle qui me déclenchait des orgasmes non contrôlés.
Je me retrouvais la tête dans les draps quand il se retirait de ma chatte, je croyais bien qu'il voulait jouir sur mon cul mais il en était rien.
Mais quand je sentis son pénis sur l'entrée de mon anus, il était trop tard, son gland était déjà entré, m'arrachant un cri strident.
La douleur était grande,( je me suis fais prendre le cul qu'une seule fois) je criais de toute mes forces dans cette chambre qu'il fut obliger de me bâillonner la bouche avec sa main pendant que son pénis s'enfonçait totalement dans mon orifice.
Il coulissait gaiement à présent, mon cul était en feu du à l'échauffement, j'étais au bord de l'évanouissement tellement la douleur été vive.
Mon calvaire pris fin au bout de deux longues minutes, il se retirait et me retournait face à lui me déversant tout son foutre.
Plusieurs jets fusèrent, un arrosant ma fente, un autre mon collant et le reste sur mon ventre.
Mes nerfs lâchaient et je me mettais à pleurer toutes les larmes de mon corps.
Il me retirait violemment mon collant et me dit que l'addition n'était pas réglée en totalité.
Comment?..vous m'avez humilié, profitez de moi salopard.
A demain même heure et obéis et mets une tenue comme aujourd'hui ma salope.
Sur ces mots il partit me laissant seule dans cette chambre en détresse totale.

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The Dressing Room


I had a late lunch hour and decided to spend it at the mall. While wandering through the big department store, I found a display of 'European-style trunk' underwear. They were something like boxer-briefs but with short-short legs. The trunks reminded me of the bathing suit Daniel Craig wore in the latest James Bond movie, but this was definitely underwear, not a swimsuit. I had no idea how long these trunks had been selling in stores because my wife bought all my underwear for me. I was wearing one of her favorites that day -- red silk boxers.

There were two young men working in the men's clothing department, and one came over to assist me.

"With your abs, these trunks would look great on you. Is this your size? Would you like to try them on?"

I'd never heard of trying on underwear, and I had to snicker at the lengths salesmen paid on commission will go to make a sale. Still, I was interested in the trunks and I let him steer me toward the dressing room.

"I'll be right outside if you need anything," the salesman told me.

I slipped my shoes and trousers off and then removed my boxers. I stepped into the trunks, and I took a moment to arrange my cock and balls so they felt comfortable. It was strange having that stretchy material firmly holding my package after swinging free in my boxers.

The salesman softly spoke through the door, "Do you have them on? Are they the right size?"

I told him yes, and I was shocked to see the door open and him step into the dressing room. I thought I'd locked it.

"Let me hang these up for you," he said, as he picked up my trousers and boxers from the bench and placed them on the garment hook on back of the door. Then he reached around me and started unbuttoning my short-sleeved shirt. Really, it was like watching a sleight-of-hand artist -- he had my shirt opened before I fully realized what he was doing.

"See, those do look good on you. Your abs are fine."

His words made me look up at the mirror, and as I did he slipped the shirt off my shoulders. I'm standing there wearing only the trunks and my socks, and the young guy wolf-whistles, causing me to blush. He ran his hands around the waistband of the trunks, commenting on the good fit, and then he really freaked me out by touching my abs.

"You are in great shape."

I'm tall, but this young guy was taller. He had no problem looking over my shoulder at our reflection in the mirror. He was skinny, though. It's rare to see such a tall, slim guy in these days of super-sized value meals. He obviously approved of the condition I was in -- his hand moved up across my chest.

"Wow, I love your fur," he said, as his left hand roamed over my chest hair. His right hand slipped down to my thigh and stroked the hair there, too. I was turning red, but I wasn't pushing him away. It was a turn-on, having him admire my body that way, even better when his long, slender fingers slipped inside the trunks and wrapped around my balls.

Nobody but my wife and my physician had felt my balls before. And neither of them had whispered "So big, so warm, so full of spunk" in my ear as they played with my balls. Eventually, he pushed the trunks down so they were tucked under my balls, and he started stroking up and down on my now throbbing dick.

I've got a nice piece of meat, but the young guy made it sound stupendous.

"Ooh, you've got a big one," he cooed in my ear. "Firm and fat. I like that." He had one hand around my waist holding me tight against his chest and his other hand working my dick. I watched everything in the mirror, and it didn't take long for me to come. It was a hot scene, and I remember justifying it by thinking I was only bending my marriage vows, not breaking them.

The guy caught my come in his hand and then wiped it on the trunks.

"Oh, these are soiled," he exclaimed as he slid the trunks down my legs and nudged me to step out of them. "Let me get you another pair. Before I could catch my breath, he'd opened the dressing room door and left. It was only then that I noticed he had snatched my shirt, trousers, and boxers and ran out with them, too.

"Come back here," I yelled, and I started out after him until I saw the other young clerk watching me from the entrance to the dressing area. I jumped back into the dressing room in a panic. I wasn't going to run naked out into the department store, but I was trying to think of what I could do. It sure looked like a robbery because my wallet and cell phone were in my trouser pockets. I banged my head against the wall a couple times, accusing myself of being so stupid, and then I started pacing back and forth in the small dressing room. Three walls had mirrors and I could see my dick flop back and forth each time I turned. That's what got me in trouble -- my dick.

It seemed like forever, but I guess it wasn't long before the young guy stepped back into the dressing room and shut the door behind him.

"My wallet..." I started.

"Is safe with Troy," the guy said, "and he's keeping watch for us so we're safe back here."

I took that as a warning. His buddy was ready to assist him if I stepped out of line. I didn't feel safe, and it wasn't particularly reassuring when the guy firmly gripped my shoulders and turned me around to face the back mirror. He stepped right up behind me again, wrapping one hand around my chest and grabbing my balls with his other hand. It was so difficult to fight the electricity that shot through me when he did that, and frankly, I didn't manage to fight it. He had me under his control.

This time, his fingers roamed more, covered more skin, and pinched my nipples. He looked at me in the mirror and grinned, and I had to sort of smile back. He was good at what he was doing. I'd just come, and already my dick was starting to react, although I wasn't fully hard again. Yet. The young guy let his hands slide down over my hips and along my thighs as he knelt behind me. A gentle push of his hand on my back had me leaning against the mirror, and he buried his nose in my ass crack.

I'd never been rimmed before! What an awesome feeling. I couldn't believe he was doing it, and I worried whether I was clean back there. I must have been -- he didn't stop -- and I kept raising up on my toes as he forced his tongue further inside me. He was a tall kid, and it felt like he had a tongue to match. My palms were sweaty and they squeaked as they moved against the mirror -- my body jerking in reaction to the tickling inside my rectum.

It felt so good, but when he stopped it was almost a relief. It gave me a chance to catch my breath again. There was no doubt about me being turned on; my dick was fully erect now. I was panting for air when I looked at one of the side mirrors and saw what the guy was doing.

He wore a blazer and tie, and he'd dropped his trousers down around his ankles. He had just finished unrolling a condom over his long, thin dick. His dick was like one of those slightly curved, thin swords. And it looked just as dangerous. Dangerous, because I knew where it was headed and I didn't think I was in any position to stop him. "Just please don't let my wife find out about this," I thought. If he let me leave with any shred of dignity left intact, I mentally swore I wouldn't even call the police. Hell, I didn't want anyone to know I was about to be fucked.

The rimming was my only preparation. It hurt like hell when his dick breached my ass hole, and he didn't wait for me to recover. He just pushed on in, slowly but steadily, and I thought there was no end to it. Nothing had ever reached so far up inside me before. He stopped only to pull his shirttails up, and by then I realized he was fully sheathed inside me. I was afraid to move with a sword buried inside my gut.

"Look," he whispered, and I turned my head to look in the left mirror, seeing me hunched over and him tight against my ass. We looked into each other's eyes in the mirror, and I quickly dropped my eyes down. I watched his hand touch my now deflated dick.

"You were such a hot, hairy stud when you walked in here," he continued, "and now you're my woman!" With that, he quickly pulled back and then slid into me again. There was no rhythm to his motions yet, just a repeated taking of my ass. My world was reduced to that dressing room and his use of my most private part.

Soon, he was drilling me with rapid strokes. I was sweating and I suppose he was too. The heat built until he slammed into me, pushing my face into the mirrored wall. He leaned on my back as he panted and said, "I wish I could really fill you up with my seed." Then he pulled his dick out of my ass and I dropped to the floor and curled up like a baby.

I thought it was over then, until I heard a noise and I rolled onto my back, only to see the other young man, Troy, kneeling at my feet.

"Ah, that's the way I like it, too," Troy said, as he hoisted my legs over his shoulders and plugged his dick into me. Thank heavens Troy didn't go first, because his fat dick would have split my ass open without the other guy's preparation. Troy's dick might not have been as long, but I sure felt it. I knew without a doubt he was fucking my ass with a monster.

I needed no mirrors this time. Troy was on top of me and I could look right up at him as he fucked me. Sometimes he'd hiss through his clenched teeth as he pounded my ass. And being a man -- at least, I hoped I was still a man -- he showed no mercy as he used me. There was no tenderness as he took his pleasure from me.

Whether Troy meant to or not, however, he was giving me something. His dick repeatedly poked my prostate. And I loved it and hated it when my dick started pulsing and come shot out over my belly. No one was even touching it at the time! How could it betray me like that, spurting just from having a man's dick up my ass? The humiliation was total, but the orgasm was just as satisfying as any I'd had with my wife.

I don't know how much longer it took for Troy to come. I zoned out a little, although I was aware when he shouted, "Take it, bitch!" I had my eyes closed when he pulled his dick out of me, and I just barely registered hearing him zip his trousers and leave. I didn't open them again until I heard noise in the dressing room, and then I saw that the first guy had come back and was kneeling beside me.

He put his hand in the come on my belly and started rubbing it all over my chest and pubes and down my thighs. His hand came up dry, but I was now covered in a thin layer of my own come.

"I brought you some fresh underwear," the guy said, and he proceeded to slip a small, white thong over my feet and up my legs. He stood up and pulled me up, and he finished tugging the thong into place. There was hardly any material to it, and it was just a thin, stretchy nylon. It was almost see-through and it barely held my dick and balls. Fabric not much wider than a string ran up my butt crack to meet with the band around my hips.

He left, closing the door, and I saw my shirt and trousers were again hanging on the back of the door. No wallet. I got dressed and walked out to find the two young men standing behind the sales counter. They'd rung up a dozen pairs of the European-style trunks and charged it to one of my credit cards. I gritted my teeth as I signed the charge slip.

As Troy bagged my 'purchases', the other guy pointed to the breast pocket on his blazer and said, "How do you like my pocket square?" He'd taken my red silk boxers and folded them in his pocket like a handkerchief. I nodded, in recognition of his trophy for taking my ass. Then he handed me his business card and said, "We have a home shopping service, too, if you'd care to use it."

Ma belle fille craneuse


Je suis un homme qu’on peut décrire comme étant un pervers. J’adore le sexe !! Vous me direz comme tout homme qui se respect. J’aime le sexe hard, j’adore révélé le côté chienne des femmes.
Je mesure 1m96 environ 89 kg , blond, yeux bleus ,je plaît aux femmes. Mail il est vrai que je préfère les femmes les jeune filles qui ne savent pas qu’elles sont salopes.
Je me suis remarié avec une d’ailleurs, prude, et maintenant c’est ma chienne docile quand je rentre du boulot elle sait qu’elle doit être à quatre pattes en petite tenue et qu’elle va avoir ma bite dans la gorge puis dans le cul la plupart du temps je l’encule ,
C’Est-ce que je préfère , la voir accroupie, se tortiller de douleur et de plaisir en me suppliant de ne pas tout rentrer ou de ralentir au début et au moment de sa jouissance c’est elle qui me demande, me supplie d’accéléré et de tout enfoncer …Quelle pute toute des chiennes !!!, elle est une bonne épouse ( 1m72 ,52 kg long cheveux châtains clairs mais petits seins 80 B ) une bonne suceuse…une grosse salope quoi.
Voilà les rares fois ou je lui défonce la chatte , elle est tombée enceinte, bien sûr j’ai continué à la baiser , à l’humilier et à l’enculer . J’ai une bite de 25 cm qui m’a toujours démangé, il me faut labourer sinon je deviens un fou, ce n’est pas de ma faute si les femmes sont tellement excitante!! Quand je suis au bureau c’est ma pute de secrétaire qui suce ou se fait défoncer . J’ai tout essayer pour me calmer putes, poupée gonflable , Flims de culs rien à faire, je suis tout le temps excité, mon gros dard veux de la salope encore et encore.
Au 6 eme mois conflits dans le couple , ma chienne à commencé a se rebeller, en parlant de sa santé, la santé du bébé et de tout manière j’avais de plus en plus de mal à considérer la futur mère de mon garçon comme une chienne, nos rapports devenait « normaux » et tellement ennuyant pour moi !!!
C’est là que je me suis souvenue de ma belle fille, qui a l’âge de mon premier fils c.-à-d. 20 ans elle vivait chez son père mais depuis 1 mois elle est venu vivre chez nous, il semblerait que son père soit un gros con ( elle a raison sauf que moi je suis le diable ).
C’est une belle bonde aussi belle que sa mère , qui mesure 1m80, mince avec un petit cul arrondis des seins énormes 95 F. Toujours courts vêtu, même en hiver, une chienne quoi.
Ma belle fille ne doute pas de sa beauté se qui la rends crâneuse, et totalement invivable. J’ai envie de la mater lui rappeler qu’elle est juste une cochonne et que c’est les hommes qui doivent faire ce qu’ils veulent avec elles et non le contraire il ne me manquait plus que l’occasion pour faire d’elle ma pute..
Je n’ai pas attendu longtemps , ma femme au début du 7 eme mois a du se faire hospitalisé même si j’étais attristé , je savais que j’allais être seule avec ma belle fille et que ça allait être le pied.
Je savais qu’elle sortais avec son copain un noir sympathique aussi grand que moi et je n’en doute pas avec une grande bite comme la mienne !! Je lui ai dit qu’il pouvait dormir chez nous que j’étais ouvert comme beau père mais que cela devait rester entre nous!! Bien sur elle a plongé dans mes bras en me disant qu’elle m’aimait que j’étais plus cool que ses parents … La pauvre …
Elle l’a invité le soir même avant son arrivée j’ai placer une caméra dans la chambre de ma belle fille.
Le lendemain tout excité j’ai récupérer la caméra, je n’en croyais pas mes yeux !! C’étais vraiment une salope on voyait bien son visage, déformé par la jouissance , on la voyait suce lécher e la grosse pine du noir qui le tenais le visage elle en redemandais elle se traitais de chienne ( a peine 18 ans et c’est une pute) il l’a bien défoncé sa chatte il lui donnais des coups butoir il prenais son pied , il était content il avait une belle pute mais il n’a pas touché au cul il lui a éjaculé dessus en la traitant de sale pute … je n’en pouvait plus j’ai éjaculé sur la moquette , humm j’allais bien me régaler avec cette pute.
J’ai appelé ma belle fille pour lui dire de ne pas inviter son copain que je devais lui parler ce soir !!
A son arrivé je l’attendais sur le canapé du salon ma grosse bite de 25 cm bien dur sortie de ma braguette
- Au mon dieu richard que fais tu ? Fît la soi disant sainte
- J’attends que tu me suce salope ! Dis je d’une voix autoritaire . J’ajouta « a genoux salope »
-Mais tu es fou ! Vas te faire soigné connard … Je ne la laissa pas finir j’ hurla ta gueule chienne !! Et je déclencha tout de suite la vidéo ou elle gueulais « je suis une chienne prends moi » « je vais te prendre tu sera ma chienne, on verra qui est le connard » lui dis je
Tout en m’astiquant mon gros dard je regarde ma belle fille sure d’elle se décomposer et devenir rouge en regardant la vidéo ou elle se faisait prendre comme une pute. Je m’approche d’elle et je l’attrape par les cheveux en lui susurrant dans les oreilles tout en la déshabillant et en lui malaxant les seins « Hum ils sont énormes tes seins ,tu me suce sinon je poste cette vidéo sur internet et tout le monde saura que tu es une pute, y compris ta mère » … Cette garce ne ce fit pas prier elle commença à me sucer , je lui dit « léché moi » elle commença à me lécher de haut en bas « hum tu es douée , maintenant mets tout dans ta bouche » d’un coup elle mit tout mes 25 cm dans sa bouche « hum c’est bon chienne va plus vite c’est vrai que tu as l’habitude avec les grosse bite » je lui défonça la bouche sans ménagement en lui tirant les cheveux et de l’autre mains je lui pinça les tétons , elle suffoquait s’étouffais , son visage était déformé son maquillage coulait elle ressemblait à une pute j’avais gagné « elle me supplia richard je ne sens plus mes lèvres pitié » « ta gueule pute tu suce tu es faite pour ça va y » mais ce n’étais pas finit je voulais qu’elle me supplie « a quatre pattes chienne » elle se mit a quatre pattes en prenant appuis sur le canapé; Et la sans préparation en lui maintenant le cambrure et en lui claquant ses fesses bombé je lui ai enfoncé ma bite de 25 cm dans le cul « elle criait non elle est trop grosse tu va me défoncé » « c’est mon but , je vais te défoncé le cul tu auras les 25 cm … Humm ton cul est serrer c’est trop bon » « non richard arrêtes » « humm tu es une grosse salope je prends mon pied je défonce le cul de ma belle fille hum c’est trop bon tu es une pute rien qu’une pute » je lui défonça le cul de plu en plu fort elle commença à se tortiller « hum tu commence à aimer » « non ..ha ha Non arrêtes humm non tu es mon beau père presque mon père ne me la mets pas … Hum c’est bon non humm c’est trop bon je suis une chienne j’aime ça prends moi »en lui touchant le vagin j’ai vu qu’elle mouillait « humm tu es une grosse chienne tu mouille ça t’excite la grosse bite de ton beau père ,ça t’excite humm t’es qu’un trou je fait prends mon pied avec toi » « oui je suis une pute ça m’excite que mon beau père me prenne prend moi je sui ton trou ta salope prends moi » elle prenait son pied cette petite chienne je ne me fit pas prié j’accéléra mes mouvements qui deviennent de plus en plus brusque elle se tordais de plaisir en gueulent prends moi je n’en tenait plus je lui attrapa les cheveux et lui éjacula sur le visage en lui disant lèche tout salope. Quand je fût propre je la poussa parterre et je lui ai dit « tu es ma chienne, ma poupée gonflable pendant tout la durée de l’hospitalisation de ta mère tu sera ma pute mon trou , tu feras tout ce que je te dirai, ok répond » « oui richard » je la gifla en lui tenant le visage « tu dois m’appeler soit papa ou maître car tu es mon esclave, ma chienne tu es là pour vider mes couille ok » « oui maître » « maintenant va te laver mets ta robe rose moulant sans soutient et sans culotte on va faire un tour

Bien... bien... encore quatre bonnes histoires... Mzerci

Une pute bcbg

Bénédicte De Saint-Preux, assise à l’arrière de sa Mercedes, était occupé à rédiger la liste des invités pour le repas qu’elle doit organiser à la demande de son mari. Elle était concentrée, prenant grand soin à n’oublier personne. Il ne fallait pas commettre d’impair. Au volant de la Mercedes, Charles, le chauffeur de Monsieur, demanda à Madame si elle comptait effectuer des achats ou si elle souhaitait rentrer directement.
Elle leva les yeux, scrutant la nuque sombre de son chauffeur… venant de la Martinique, Charles était très stylé mais aussi très impressionnant. Très grand, une carrure d’athlète…Bénédicte, un peu honteuse, c’est toujours demandé si la célèbre rumeur sur les blacks et la taille de leurs sexes est authentique…Elle y pense souvent quand elle est seule dans la Mercedes avec lui…
- Non, Charles, nous rentrons…
Charles accéléra, traversant le centre-ville, se dirigeant vers la demeure des Saint-Preux. Une grande bâtisse, un manoir qui se transmet de génération en génération, et qui se situait juste à la sortie de cette ville huppée, très collet monté, de la région parisienne.
Lui aussi se pose des questions…Il se demande si la rumeur qui prétend que les bourgeoises sont toutes des salopes en puissance et qui ne demande qu’a être un peu « forcée » pour devenir des vraies chiennes en chaleur est authentique ou n’est ce qu’un fantasme ? Il jeta un coup d’œil dans le rétroviseur, observant à la dérobée sa patronne. Elle était encore pas mal pour son âge…Bénédicte, qui flirtait avec la cinquantaine, avait encore de beau reste. Il lorgna sur les jambes de sa patronne, croisées très haut. La jupe du tailleur Yves Saint Laurent de Madame était remontée, dévoilant au regard du chauffeur ses cuisses charnues gainées de nylons noirs. Il se demanda si elle mettait des collants ou des bas… Il sentit son sexe durcir dans son pantalon…


A l’arrière du véhicule, Bénédicte sent les battements de son cœur qui s’accélère…Elle a surpris le regard de son chauffeur posés sur ses jambes…Elle s’est senti rougir et se demande qu’elle attitude adoptée. Doit-elle le sermonner, le remettre a sa place ? Ne rien dire…Presque malgré elle, elle décroisa les jambes, en se disant qu’il va pouvoir se rincer l’œil encore plus, et elle les recroisa faisant crisser le nylon de ses bas…Une douce chaleur a envahit son bas ventre. Elle s’ébroua mentalement et se concentra sur sa liste…


Le regard toujours rivé sur les cuisses de Madame, Charles ne voit le panneau « STOP » que trop tard et il le grille. Coupant la priorité a un groupe de jeunes en scooter. L’un deux voulant éviter la Mercedes, tomba à terre. Madame poussa un cri étouffé a l’arrière…Charles eut le reflexe de ralentir pour s’arrêter mais Bénédicte de Saint-Preux, d’une voix haut perchée, lui cria :
- Qu’est ce que vous faites ? Ne vous arrêtez pas voyons, roulez…
Obéissant, Charles accéléra et continua sa route sous les insultes des jeunes…
Bénédicte se retourna et fut quand même soulagée de constater que le jeune se relevait aider par ses camarades.
- Ne vous inquiétez pas Charles, il s’est relevé.
- On aurait du s’arrêter Madame, lui fit quand même remarquer Charles.
- Vous plaisantez ! Il n’avait qu’à faire attention, s’exclama Madame, pleine de mauvaise foi. Et puis c’était surement des jeunes de la Citée des Fleurs, je n’avais pas envie d’avoir affaire a eux…
La Citée des Fleurs qui se situait à quelques kilomètres de la ville avait très mauvaise réputation…Trafic de drogue, émeutes, La police y était souvent…
Charles se concentra sur sa conduite se disant qu’après tous, c’était madame qui décidait…
Ni lui, ni Bénédicte ne s’aperçurent qu’ils étaient suivis.


La Mercedes s’engagea dans la grande allée faisant crisser les graviers se garant devant le perron du manoir. Charles descendit et ouvrit la portière à Bénédicte. En sortant, sa jupe remonta largement sur ses cuisses permettant à Charles d’apercevoir fugitivement la lisière d’un bas…En haut des marches, l’attendait Maria, la domestique des Saint-Preux. Chemisier blanc, jupe noire, collant clairs et ballerines vernies…C’est la caricature de la bonniche…
- Bonjour Maria, vous avez terminée la mise en place ?
- Pas encore Madame…
Bénédicte dévisagea Maria d’un air sévère...
- Qu’attendez-vous ma fille ! Activez voyons, ce n’est pas moi qui vais vous aider quand même !
Maria acquiesça et se dirigea vers l’office et les cuisines…Pestant intérieurement après cette salope de bourgeoise…
Bénédicte de Saint-Preux se dirigea vers les escaliers menant à sa chambre faisant claquer les talons aiguilles de ses escarpins sur le sol marbré…Suivi du regard par Charles.


Ils sont trois…Ils ont abandonné leurs scooters un peu plus loin pour ne pas être repéré par le bruit. Ils avancent silencieusement dans l’allée et trouve rapidement l’entrée de la cave qui était resté ouverte…Les voici dans le manoir…

Bénédicte déboutonna la veste de son tailleur. Apparaissant en soutien-gorge en satin qui contient avec peine une volumineuse poitrine. Elle retira sa jupe et enleva ses bas. Son esprit est ailleurs…Elle pense à Charles...Elle est excitée. Elle imagine Charles la rudoyant. L’insultant, la traitant de sale bourge mal baisée. Dans son fantasme, elle tente de lui échapper mais il la courbe sur la table du salon, lui retrousse sa jupe et lui claque les fesses en punition de n’avoir pas mis de sous vêtements. Il a sorti sa queue…Elle découvre, horrifiée, que ce n’est pas une légende…Elle est énorme …Longue, épaisse, imposante...
Bénédicte s’allongea sur son lit et sa main se dirigea vers son intimité…Elle ferma les yeux, tout à son rêve.
Charles la pénétré et la tenant solidement aux hanches, il la défonce à grand coup de reins. Elle sent son membre aller et venir en elle…Elle pousse un gémissement. Charles l’insulte et elle mouille comme une folle. La cadence s’accélère…
Bénédicte s’est emparée de son clitoris et elle se branle vigoureusement. Elle est trempée...


Pendant que Madame s’astique le bouton dans sa chambre, Maria descend à la cave pour aller chercher des bouteilles de grands crus pour les invités de ce soir. Elle était en train de choisir les bouteilles quand un bruit la fit sursauter…C’était Charles. Il s’approcha d’elle et sans un mot lui souleva sa jupe. La main du black se posa sur son pubis et il commença un lent massage à travers le nylon du collant. Maria soupira…Leurs relation a commencé il y a quelque mois. Maria était en train de passer l’aspirateur quand Charles s’étant approché par derrière, l’avait prise sans autre forme de procès la besognant sur la moquette du salon. Sachant que Madame était dans sa chambre…Cela les avait encore plus excité ; Maria avait du se morde les lèvres jusqu’au sang pour étouffer ses cris quand Charles l’avait pénétré ….
Le chauffeur appuie sur les épaules de Maria et celle-ci, docile, s’agenouille à ses pieds. Il sort fébrilement son sexe déjà à demi-gonflé. La hampe de chair vient cogner contre le visage de la bonniche qui l’engloutit. Mécaniquement, elle commence à le pomper. La bouche déformée par l’imposante queue…Sans se douter que dans l’ombre de la cave, les trois jeunes les observent…

Dans sa chambre, Bénédicte se tord sur son lit, Gémissante, haletante, ses doigts enfoncés dans sa chatte dégoulinante…La pointe de ses seins est dure...Elle est brulante…Elle s’imagine à la merci de Charles. Bâillonnée, attachée, baisée comme une chienne…Ses doigts s’agite dans son con, de plus en plus vite, elle halète, la bouche ouverte...Elle a soudain un orgasme foudroyant…Elle pousse un cri, son corps se soulève et retombe. Elle reste inerte. Tentant de reprendre sa respiration…
Maria est à genoux sur le sol de la cave. Elle pompe Charles avec avidité. Son membre coulisse entre ses lèvres. Elle est complètement excitée. Sa culotte est trempée. Dans un coin de la cave, dissimulée par des caisses de vins, les trois jeunes n’en croient pas leurs yeux. L’un d’eux filme la scène avec son téléphone portable. Ca fera des souvenirs…N’en pouvant plus, Charles retira son sexe luisant et, se masturbant un peu, il éjacula, libérant des trainées de sperme qui allèrent s’écraser sur le visage de Maria.
Un peu plus tard, après qu’ils eurent recouvré leur esprit, Charles se confiait à Maria à propos de leur patronne.
- Je suis sur que cette une vrai salope, elle n’arrête pas de m’aguicher dans la voiture…
- Et moi ? T’as vu comment elle me traite ? Se plaignit la bonniche.
- Je rêve de pouvoir lui éclater son cul…
Maria ne répond pas…Elle imagine Bénédicte de Saint-Preux en bonniche, en train de passer la serpillère, à quatre pattes, le cul rougit par les coups de fouets…
Arrêtant la leur fantasme commun, Charles et Maria remontèrent…
Brahim, Momo et Rachid, les trois caïds de la Citée qui n’avaient pas perdu une miette de cette instructif échange tiennent un conseil de guerre dans la cave des Saint-Preux. Ils décident de rester et de continuer à jouer les voyeurs...

Pot de Vacances dégénère ...



Je suis Dominique femme de 46 ans Mariée et mère de Famille, il y a quelques années, des problèmes d’argent, m’ont obligé à retrouver un travail. Au vue de mes expériences passées, j’ai trouvé un poste de Préparatrice de Commande dans un Entrepôt Frigorifique …
Sur les Huit personnes qui composaient mon équipe, j’étais la seule femme, deux grands blacks Alex et Patrice, qui passaient leur temps a vanner les autres sur leurs tailles …..
Tout cela à la longue, me passait loin au dessus de la tête, même si des fois, j’aurais aimé mesurer et juger …
L’an passé, début juillet, Alex arrosait son départ en vacances, nous avions donc forcé la cadence tout l’après midi, pris un minimum de pose, ainsi, nous avions terminé à 19h00 au lieu de 20h45.
Je me dirigeais vers les vestiaires, mais je fut arrêtée dans mon élan devant le réfectoire …
« Dom, tu viens boire un verre avec nous, tu te changeras après » … En sortant du froid, le Punch comme ils le font, a vite fait de réchauffer, ensuite, j’ai continué par plusieurs Whisky Coca, ça passe tout seul … Je commençais a avoir la tête qui tournait, je prévint Alex que j’allais me changer…
Je montais les marches conduisant à mon vestiaire, la tête me tournait . Arrivée, je me pose sur un banc, et commence à me déshabiller . Je me laissait tomber sur le Banc, en slip et soutient gorge.
Je ne sais combien de temps je suis resté ainsi, mais je fus réveillée par Alex , il est là devant moi en tee shirt et Bermuda.
« lors, tu comptes dormir ici ? »
« Déconnes pas , je suis pas bien, j’ai trop bu »
Il se penche sur moi, et m’aide à me relever, et me guide vers les douches, l’eau coule sur mon corps, ça fait du bien, il est entré dans le bac avec moi afin que je ne tombe pas, je me colle à lui, il me frotte un peu, me caresse le dos, nos lèvres se rencontrent, et tout se déchaîne, il arrache mon slip, mon soutien gorge, je me retrouve nue contre lui, il me prends dans ses bras, et me couche sur le carrelage du vestiaire, je le vois enlever son maillot, et tomber son short , offrant à mes yeux, un sexe d’une taille que je n’aurais jamais rêvé…
Il s’est agenouillé près de moi, baisait mes lèvres embrassait mes seins, aspirant, mordillant mes tétons, cela fait mal, mais est tellement bon en même temps. Je tends la main, et attrape l’objet de mes désirs, je caresse, je soupèse, je masse les énormes testicules qui m’ont l’air bien pleines, je me redresse un peu, je commence à retrouver mes esprits, trop tard pour reculer, et quand je vois ce qui m’attends, il faudrait que je soit complètement folle pour y renoncer.
Je l’attire vers moi, lui faisant comprendre que c’est à mon tour de jouer de la langue. Je commence, le décalotte à fond, le lèche, le suce, lui lèche les couilles, les avale, essaie d’avaler son membre et de tenter les gorges profondes, la je manque d’entraînement .
Il se dégage de mon étreinte, et vient se mettre entre mes jambes, il caresse l’entrée de mon sexe, je suis trempée, il présente son gland à l’entrée de ma grotte, et commence à me pénétrer doucement. Il commence un lent va et vient, entrant plus loin à chaque poussée, plaquant sa main sur ma bouche pour m’empêcher de crier, je me tordais dans tous les sens, je coulais de partout, une vraie fontaine . Il me fait mettre à quatre pattes, et me prend en levrette, pendant un moment, j’ai eu peur qu’il s’attaque à mon anus. Il recommence à me pénétrer, je sens ses couilles frapper contre mes cuisses, je ne peux m’empêcher d’extérioriser mon plaisir, j’ai l’impression de me vider entièrement, dans mon ventre, un vrai feu d’artifice quand je sens une douche de sperme se déverser dans mes entrailles . Il se relève, et moi, je reste à genou, et je léche le jus qui perle encore de son énorme gland rose …
Il ramasse ses vêtement, dépose un baiser sur mon front, et me murmure « bonnes vacances »
A ce moment, je vois Patrice sortit d’on ne sait ou, me brandir son portable en disant à son pote, c’est dans la boite… Et si tu veux pas que Didier soit au courant, il va falloir être très gentille …
Pour commencer, ce soir, on ne peut te laisser rentrer comme ça, tu as trop bu, on va te ramener chez toi , on s’arrêta sur un petit parking en Foret de L’Isle Adam, ou je du me mettre nue, et les sucer tout les deux …
Nouvelle série de photos dont certaines m’ont été adressées par Mail …

la nympho du lycée


Joanne a 20 ans, elle est étudiante dans un lycée de banlieue, elle est la seule fille d’une classe de 10 garçons et cela lui convient, elle aime le sexe et l’un de ces mecs, la caresse souvent en plein cours et la baise dans sa voiture en la raccompagnant chez elle, elle prend du plaisir et s’exhiber en cours elle adore ça.
Cours de *** cet après midi la, elle s’assoit au fond de la classe, Karl le chaud de la classe la rejoint, elle mouille d’impatience d’être tripotée, il la caresse dans ce cours en particulier car le prof un vieux vicieux de 50 ans, fais comme si de rien n'était et mate en passant dans la rangée.
-baisse ton jean et ta culotte et écarte les cuisses à fond…
elle s’exécute, le cours n’a pas commencé et tous les regards sont tournés vers elle.
-j’ai envie de la baiser Karl, j’en peu plus de vos exhib…
c’est James son meilleur pote qui a la queue de sorti.
Karl la pénètre avec son doigt et elle gémit, elle passe sa langue sur ses lèvres pour exciter James.
Il se masturbe devant tout le monde sans aucune gène, il a du s’arrêter le prof était rentré, il salua l’ensemble de la classe et alla droit sur joanne qui le yeux mi-clos gémissait doucement, karl fut gêné et eu peur d’être viré, il retira un doigt.
-continuez je vous en prie, mais mettez la nue…
joanne ouvrit les yeux et se laissa déshabillé, son 100d apparu sous les yeux ébahis de la classe.
Le prof retourna a son bureau et arrangea une table près de lui, il installa deux chaises.
-venez ici ,on vous verra mieux…
elle deondula dans l’allée suivi de karl qui commençait à bander, ils prirent place.
-le cours peu commencé…
joanne gémissait de plus en plus, le plaisir montait en elle, depuis 10 minutes, il la caressait sans cesse, le cours n’intéressait personne, même le prof ne pouvait détacher ses yeux de son corps bougeant si bandant.
-bien, karl laissait votre place à un camarade.
Elle changea de main très souvent, huit mecs la masturbèrent chacun leur tour, elle jouit plusieurs fois, même les plus timides l’avaient masturbé avec fougue.
Arriva le tour de James.
-je veux la baiser moi…
-ok fit le prof, les salopes de son genre ne refuse jamais…
elle se mit sur le bureau cuisses écartées, ouvrant sa chatte à tout le monde, James sortit son sexe de petite taille, un 15 cm sur 3 de large, il la pénétra sèchement.
-t’es a moi, prend ça…
il s’acharna, son sexe ne lui faisait aucun effet pourtant ,elle le sentait à peine en elle, quand il éjacula, elle fut contente que cela se termine.
-t’as joui salope ?
-non, t’es un mauvais coup…
tout le monde ria, le laissant mort de honte.
-à qui le tour ? fit-elle.
-moi…
le prof s’avanca, il sortit une bite énorme, violacée, tendue à fond.
-hum vous voulez chatte ou cul ?
-hum petite putain, depuis le temps que je veux te la mettre, tes exibs me fond bander à chaque fois…
karl n’en croyait pas ses yeux, il allait la baiser devant tout le monde.
-vas y papy, bourre moi…
il s’enfonca en elle, de gros coups de rein, les élèves se croyaient en plein film porno, ils se branlaient en même temps, joanne hurlait, elle le sentait en elle, il la limait avec force, elle se mit à jouir , elle tremblait de plaisir.
-tourne toi pute…
il l’attrappa et la colla sur le bureau de deux élèves.
-je vais l’enculer, mettez vos queues dans sa bouche.
Ils s’exécutèrent, elle commença a pomper, quand il la sodomisa, elle hurla de douleurs, son cri fut étouffe par les bites dans sa bouche.
-arrêtez ça fait mal.
--j’aime enculer des chiennes,…
il frappa ses fesses, joanne sentait moins la douleur et repris la fellation, les deux jeunes hommes éjaculèrent dans sa bouche, elle avala le tout avec délice, karl les remplaça.
-tu vas me faire jouir salope, dit-il.
Le prof continua, il lui explosait la rondelle, elle sentait ses boules frapper son cul.
-je vais jouir dans ton cul…
il se cambra et juta bien au fond, elle jouit du cul en même temps.
-hum t’es une belle pute, j’aurai du te prendre avant, karl éjacula dans sa bouche, la laissant épuisé sur le bureau.
-bien, qui sont les délégués de classe ?
deux mecs levèrent la main.
-emmenez la chez le proviseur et nue bien entendu.
Joanne ne riposta pas, elle savait que ça devait arriver, elle sortit nue sous leurs regards, les deux qui l’accompagnaient rester silencieux, ils croisèrent un des pions, qui n’en croyait pas ses yeux qu’elle était nue.
-qu’est ce qui se passe ?
-elle s’est fait prendre en cours…dit un des élèves.
-tu t’exhibes joanne ?
elle baissa les yeux.
-ouais elle s’est fait masturber, et baiser, le prof l’envoi chez le proviseur…
-suivez moi…
il les emmena dans le gymnase qui était vide, il posa un matelas sur le sol.
-couche toi sur le dos
Il se tourna vers les deux autres.
-vous l’avez baisé ?
-non…
-hum trois queues de plus que du bonheur, fut joanne.
-on va te baiser aussi, vu que tu es très ouverte, fit le pion.
Les trois la prirent en missionnaire chacun leur tour, elle adorait ça, elle se sentait bien , elle espérait que cela continue encore longtemps.

Le pion se chargea de l’emmener au bureau seul.
-hum c’était bon…
elle se caressait en marchant.
-attend que le dirlo vois ca…
il frappa à la porte, une voix grave leur dit d’entrée.
Le proviseur sourit en la voyant, ils prenaient souvent ces élèves, et Joanne l’avait toujours fait fantasmer.
-laissez nous jeune homme…
-oui monsieur…
il se retira.
-viens sur mes genoux…
elle prit place sur lui.
-j’ai été une vilaine fille, j’ai montré mon sexe et on m'a caressé monsieur.
Elle faisait la gamine, elle savait par des ragots qu’il aimait ça.
-tu vas être gentille avec moi et je ne dirai rien à tes parents.
-oui monsieur.
-masturbe toi.
Elle s’assit face à lui ,écarte ses lèvres en grand et décalotte son clito et se masturbe doucement.
-jouis pour moi.
Elle hurla de plaisir.
-ohhh ouiii, hummm c’est trop bon.
-je vais te prendre le cul, assis toi sur moi.
La rondelle dilatée cela rentre comme dans du beurre.
-il est bon ton cul, bouge sur mon gland.
Elle montait et descendait rapidement, il poussait des râles, il titillait son clitoris, sa mouille coulé sur lui.
-j’ai toujours voulu t’enculer comme beaucoup d’hommes ici…
-je pourrai venir tous les jours, ohhh c’est bon, gémit-elle.
-si tu es d’accord, je le suis, tu serais ma chienne à moi…
elle jouit du cul de nouveau, il continua à limer, on frappa à la porte, c’était le pion qui ramenait ses vêtements.
-merci…
le dirlo s’accrocha à ses seins et bourra fermement son petit trou, le pion observait toute la scène, il commença à se masturber.
-ah je jouis gamine, prend ca.
Son anus fut rempli de sperme, le pion jouit du spectacle.
-je la ramène en cous ?
-oui , a demain joanne…
-à demain monsieur…