I've always loved this particular story from
Nifty so I selected it as my first story choice and added this pic that I thought fit it well.
She saw us there on the bed as she came in and didn't like what she saw. Me
kissing Pammy on the lips just like she told us to, but we were really
getting into it. For the first time I was actually looking into Pammy's
eyes and she was looking in mine, with her hand down between my legs
holding my penis and my hand between her legs fingering her pussy. So,
Shelly opened her silk robe and pointed to the snatch pouting out from
between her legs, then slipped her finger along the slit of it and eyed me,
sternly.
"Come and sniff it."
I didn't know how to react, her talking to me like that in front of her
friend. Pammy looked to see what I would do.
"What did I say?" She was serious, I didn't know what to think.
So, I began crawling over to where Shelly stood in the door poking her fat
pussy at me. She wagged her wet finger at me, prompting. I got there,
unsure, feeling Pammy's eyes burning a hole in my back. Then Shelly pushed
her nicely trimmed but hairy pussy right at face. I had no choice but to
nuzzle my nose into it, and rub all over her wet bulging knob of a clit,
inhaling her perfume while she slowly grinds her quim into my willing face.
"Lick it."
Pammy is quite impressed and stimulated. "You really have him under
control."
"He needs to know his place sometimes. Now suck it, baby."
That's what I've been waiting for. Very careful not to be too rough I
envelope her pubis in my willing mouth and softly suck, using my tongue to
feel her swelling labia dripping with her juices. She pats me approvingly.
I slowly pucker until I have just her lips and clitoris in my mouth. She's
getting excited in spite of her aloofness and I can feel her clit swelling
out of its shelter. Her pubic mound jerks with a quick thrust forward,
bumping my jaw and teeth, and pushes me back on my knees so that I am
sitting on my heels.
Pammy is watching like the audience that Shelly is playing to.
"You see, he does whatever I want."
Like she's telling Pammy not to get any unrealistic ideas about me. She
puts down her cigarette and keeps up a steady pulling and tugging, gentle,
but insistent massage of her pubis.
"Makes me wet." She smiles at Pammy who has started diddling with her own
twat and nipples.
Shelly comes around behind me and reaches down my back, lightly scraping
her fingernails down to my ass. Then she reaches under and I automatically
rise up to give her whatever access she desires. She is holding my balls
just a little too tightly as I rise up to doggy position. "He's a little
bitch, don't you see?" She says as she spreads oil on her hands.
Out of the corner of my eye I can see Pammy vigorously sliding her middle
finger in and out of her blooming slit.
I feel Shelly's fingers slide straightaway up into my asshole without
warning. It hurts a little, but I don't complain. I don't want to give
her any reason to stop. This is the first time I have ever been with two
girls having sex, and I am surprised and excited by the lengths to which
Shelly will go to show Pammy the pecking order in her house, with her
husband.
Shelly and my relationship has always been predicated on our complimentary
erotic natures, but that doesn't mean that all is hearts and roses between
us. I love when she dominates me, when she takes control. I have been
fortunate to have experienced fuckng her and having her fuck me, straight
and while I have lingerie on, even being penetrated by her until I was
delirious. But I always had the feeling that she didn't fully enjoy my
hunger to be fucked like a female, that she somewhat indulged me, making me
wait for those times when she would agree to play. Not only was she
totally doing it now, without my even pining or prompting her, but she was
behaving in an obvious and casually dominating way -- in front of another
woman! I couldn't believe it.
It was scary, and deeply embarrassing. So embarrassing to be exposed like
this to Pammy right after I had made out with her while Shelly was out of
the room. Up to then we had been having sex the three of us. Physically,
if not personally. We were careful that I didn't do anything to Pammy (or
her to me) without Shelly being in the middle and authorizing it. After
all, I had just met Pammy for the first time that night when we went out to
dinner, and this was Shelly's party.
So I didn't put my dick in her and she didn't play with it, even though
when she and Shelly were kissing and fingering, I got the distinct
impression that she would have liked to. I loved licking her pussy, tongue
by tongue with Shelly, and when Shelly got on top of her and ground her
clit into Pammy's pussy, I slipped up next to her and secretly put her hand
around my penis. And you know, I think she appreciated it. Shelly fucked
her and told her she didn't need a man as long as she had Shelly's pussy
and big pubic bone to fuck her, and all the while I let her feel my long
hard member. And I felt her squeeze my meat as Shelly came all over her
cunt.
Shelly went to the door and looked back at us, both looking to her for
instruction for while she was gone. She had just come all over Pammy's
quim and was in a happy and generous mood. "Hey, why don't you just kiss
and stuff like that."
As soon as Shelly was out the door we looked at each other for the first
time, selfconsciously. And I dutifully leaned my lips into hers and we got
a taste of each other. Then her fingers found my semi-soft member again.
Her gentle touching stiffened it slowly as we stopped kissing and just
looked at each other. And I gingerly felt her curly bush. We kissed
again.
And that's when Shelly came in and saw things going a little out of
control. So now she was rectifying it. In my rectum. With a plastic,
battery operated vibrator. Fucking me with it, sliding it in and out,
harder and harder.
I was so humiliated to have Pammy see this, and so helpless under Shelly's
vibrating command. My ass was super clean because Shelly always insists on
a colonic before any all-nighters. But it wasn't dry, not anymore. Her
digital manipulation had long since stimulated the lubricant in my hot
hole, and the dildo was getting me very slippery. But it hurt. My eyes
teared over, blurring my vision, as Shelly got right behind me jerking her
hips instinctively with every painful thrust of the tool.
"He really likes this, Pammy. Show us how you like it, Ryan."
I couldn't resist. I started acting how I felt, moaning and waving my ass
lewdly in rythmn with her screwing. That made me forget about the pain and
want it just that much harder.
"Say it. Say you love it."
I'm going out of my mind by now.
"I love it -- how you fuck me Shelly -- I just want to be
your...pussy...slut...fuck...whore..."
"Don't tell me, big man. Tell your girlfriend. Go on."
It pains me to have to look right into Pammy's green eyes as she
rhythmically moves her hand and makes squishy sounds down between her legs.
She is seeing me being a fuck bucket for her friend and it is making her
come. I can see her juice ejaculate, spraying out and squirting against
her fingers. My penis points out like a stick with a fat red tip and
twitches with every spasm she has.
"You kissed her. Now tell her what you really like."
So, I do. Because even though Pammy has quit spewing out come, she hasn't
stopped jerking her fingers in her pussy.
"This is so good. I love how Shelly fucks me in my ass and makes me come
like a fuck happy wet cunny girl." I lick my lips for emphasis.
That about kills any kind of boy/girl relationship between me and Pammy,
and Shelly smiles broadly because she knows it. I feel the vibrator pull
out and Shelly sits her big old fat pussy up on my tailbone like she was
mounted on the ass end of a pony and stretches her back as she buzzes her
clit a little with the tip of the vibrator. She reaches back behind her
and slaps me stingingly hard on my ass cheek and let's out a throaty laugh.
My hole aches and throbs as she grinds her clit on me.
Pammy relaxes and slows down her masturbating fingers. And regards her
friend admiringly.
"That was really good, Shelly."
Just what Shelly wanted to hear.
"Think so?"
She gets off of my back, satisfied. And I am ready to curl up and
disappear. Now that the sexual passion is over, I have to deal with what I
did in the cold light of day and I'm feeling post coital shame and remorse.
And even worse, Pammy won't quit staring at me with that weird look on her
face. This Shelly notices.
So she goes to the chest of drawers and takes out a blue teddy, silky with
lace trim. And hands it to me.
"Come on, girly. Time to go nighty-night."
In spite of Pammy's interested gaze the excitement of the feel of the silky
teddy on my already eroticized body makes my skin tingle and my breath
shorten. As the lingerie slips over my shoulders and down to my hips I
feel my nipples harden. Snapping the hooks of the crotch pieces on my fat
snatch makes my peter swell, my balls tighten and my bottom itch with
wanting. I can't help it.
Shelly dims the lights and lays down on the bed and confidently fondles the
soft breast and erect nipple of her lesbian friend.
"See what a lovely little faggot she is?"
"Uh huh," Pammy says.
Shelly positions one of her ample breasts up to Pammy's cheek and slips her
brown puffy nipple between her lips. Like a show for me.
"Come over here, silly," she smiles. I am on my knees beside the bed
rubbing my silky plump crotch.
"Don't touch yourself." I stop. "Now, come up here and lick Pammy's sweet
little creamy puss. Do it."
I long ago gave up any thought but do what she says. It's usually better
that way.
But before I make a move, Pammy interrupts her satisfied suckling and grins
at me.
"Get up here and suck me off. You little slut."
Shelley smiles approvingly at Pammy's command and they enjoy watching me
crawl up to Pammy's honey pot.
"You look real cute in that teddy, girly." Pammy giggles, and Shelly joins
her as I die of embarrassment.
So I hide my shame in the fragrant curls of Pammy's cunt. My lips find
hers and I begin sucking, softly -- I don't want any complaints.
Pammy relaxes and pushes her sex out to make it fat and wet in my face.
Then she goes back to nursing on Shelly's breast and lets her hand rest on
my wife's pussy with her finger just inside.
Shelly puts her hand on top of Pammy's and presses it tight against her
mound for a moment. Then closes her eyes and sighs a contented sigh.
Everything is now the way she wants it to be. We all relax and as they
doze off, I settle in for the long haul, of sucking Pammy's pussy all night
long.
That week I noticed that Shelley was on the phone to Pammy quite a bit,
which was odd because before that night we spent together we hardly ever
saw her. One afternoon I came home from work and there they were in the
kitchen talking and drinking a glass of wine. They said hi, but then
ignored me and thankfully didn't mention our sex party the previous
weekend. So, I just made myself scarce to avoid the chance they might
bring it up, but not before noticing that Shelley was getting quite chummy
with her old girlfriend.
Shelley had girlfriends before we started living together and it wasn't
something that put me off. On the contrary it was a turn-on and I often
encouraged Shelley to tell me about her same sex experiences while we made
love. And I had heard about Pammy long before Shelley actually invited her
out to dinner with us and then back to bed. It was there that I enjoyed
being with two girls for the first time, and where, out of jealously or
some darker impulse, Shelley humiliated me in front of Pammy in order that
Pammy be clear about who she was there to fuck, and who was off limits
except by approval. Shelley first made me eat her out on command and then
ass fucked me doggy-style, with her fingers and then with a vibrator -- and
even made me tell Pammy how much I loved it. Which I did, of course, but
it didn't lessen the humiliation, especially since Pammy masturbated while
watching me act like a shameless slut whore for my wife's pleasure. Having
to wear lingerie and being ordered to suck on Pammy while we went to sleep
was only the bitter icing on the cake. Not that I didn't love doing it in
a perverse sort of way.
When I returned the girls were watching a movie on tv. They were feeling
the wine and weed and fooled around with each other on the couch. Ticking
and giggling. It made me uncomfortable. It wasn't like Shelley to play up
to some girl right in front of me. My fantasy about Shelly and another
girl was now staring me in the face as she pawed Pammy. I was jealous and
turned-on at the same time and had to leave the room.
In the bathroom I splashed cold water on my face and looked in the mirror
thinking about Shelley in the living room with her hand up Pammy's skirt.
I imagined her slipping a finger into Pammy's fat moist pussy slit while
she kissed her. My crotch was pushed up against the sink and the pressure
felt good on my hardening penis in spite of my confused feelings. So I did
what I always do and pulled out my thing and began stroking it -- squeezing
it, and rubbing it, feeling the loose skin slide back and forth and tighten
up as my tubular muscle grew hard and thick.
Before long I was leaning back against the wall with my meat in my hand,
eyes half closed, pulling it up and over the swelled flushed head and down
to the pee hole that puffed out pink like a tiny little cunt slit. MMmmm,
I am just about to come, to splash wetness all over my pumping fist and all
over the sink and floor and walls. My testicles hurt, delicate, sensitive
and delicious, and tighten up hard and the hot spasm starts growing
starting from my prostate behind my itching ass lips, and the sperm
milkshake starts to --
Then the door opens and Pammy pokes her head in. It is too late to hide
what I am doing. I'm caught. The orgasm stops before it starts, and I
grunt and moan at the same time, unable to control my reaction. She is
surprised, but smiles and comes in.
"You don't mind, do you?" She doesn't wait for an answer and just goes
right over to the toilet and pulls down her panties, raises her skirt, sits
and pees.
"You don't have to stop."
But my dick has shrunk into a flaccid wrinkled tube and I clumsily stuff it
into my jeans. "I...I've gotta go..."
"You really did look cute in that teddy the other night," she says. I am
dumbfounded. "You were such a slut." And she smiles. "Don't be
embarrassed."
Yeah, right.She pulls her skirt up to her waist and spreads her knees up
high on her tippy toes and juts her hairy pussy forward so that I have a
good view. Then she diddles her finger in it wetly while she continues
peeing, pulling her clit up and outward. It is big like I remember it. The
lewd look on her face has me reeling, her long tongue licks her pouting
lips. I've got to get out of there before god knows what happens.
"You were hot. And you sucked me real good. Remember?"
I move to the door. "I think Shelly's calling," I say lamely as I get the
hell out of there.
In the living room Shelly asks me to bring another bottle of Chardonnay and
so I have time to calm down before facing her. I pour the wine.
"Did you see Pammy?"
"Yeah, I think she went to the bathroom," I say averting my eyes.
"I've asked her to spend the night."
Well, that was the beginning.
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At dinner they laughed and gabbed while I remained silent.
Shelly kept touching Pammy every chance she got. Then Pammy smiled
suggestively and said she had a present for Shelly, one that she would
really like. Pammy whispered in my wife's ear and they giggled, then
Shelly whispered back and finished by sticking her tongue in her
girlfriend's ear and I could almost feel the shiver myself as I noticed
Pammy's big nipples harden through her thin top.
Their uninhibited stoned behavior made me feel uncomfortable and isolated.
I felt trapped and didn't know what to do. Shelly got up and came around
behind me sliding her hands down the front of my shirt and pinching my
nipples.
"Clean up out here, okay, baby? We'll be in the back," she winked. And
they left for the bedroom taking the shopping bag Pammy had bought with
them.
I took my time doing the dishes. Finally I shut the lights and walked
quietly down the hall in the dark.
I heard the sounds of screwing and moaning. And talking, and heard Pammy
say something about me. Shelly called out for me to wash. Which is her
way to tell me to clean myself out because she wants to have anal sex with
me. This prospect usually has me really excited with anticipation, but now
it was kind of scary. But I went into the bathroom and got ready. What
else could I do?
When I entered the bedroom Shelly was on top of Pammy fucking her
vigorously with a dildo that was strapped to her crotch. So that was the
present. They were both soaking wet. Shelly had Pammy's legs up over her
shoulders and was grabbing her ass as she spasmed and jerked and grunted a
high pitched moan. Then she collapsed and rolled off onto her back wasted,
with the big rubber dick sticking up obscenely between her legs. She sees
me and laughs.
"Come in Ryan." I sit on the bed, naked, feeling Pammy's eyes on me.
Shelly kisses Pammy who is still panting and starts taking off the
strap-on.
"This is great, but I like to feel my clit in your sweet honey pot, baby."
"Don't take it off, yet." Pammy holds the fake dick in her hand and looks
over at me.
"Why don't you try it on him...I mean, her." The blood drains from my
face.
"Do you think so," asks Shelly.
"Mmmm hmmm."
One thing about Shelly is that when it comes to sex she is always game.
"You want to see Ryan on a stick?"
Pammy nods lewdly as Shelly comes around and puts a hand on my ass and
pokes her finger in it.
"Oooh, such a tight little pussy" she says mockingly.
Pammy looks at Shelly. "Can I try getting him ready? Like you did the
other night?"
Shelly kisses her and gently squeezes her naked boob. "Whatever you want,
sweetheart. Tell him to sniff your pussy."
"Do you think he'll mind -- obey me, I mean?"
"Look at her, the shameless slut. Do think she can resist. Just try it."
So she does.
She looks straight at me. "Smell my pussy."I look over at Shelly who
regards me sternly. "Do it."So, I crawl over to where Pammy is lying back
on the pillows. She watches me as she spreads her legs, and smiles like
she did on the toilet earlier when she was jillin' her snatch.
I put my nose in her bush, sticky with come and hear, "Lick it". And I do.
Shelly lights a cigarette and fixes the straps on her prick harness. Then
rubs on lubricant like she was jerking off. "Get his cum hole ready, baby.
I feel like dog fuckin' the bitch."
Pammy pulls away, and says, rather tentatively, "Get on your hands and
knees." I slowly obey. Then Shelly squirts some oil in the palms of
Pammy's hands and Pammy begins working on my butt. She is really working
on my nether lips, in a much more interested way than Shelly ever did. She
massages them and pushes two fingers way up inside twisting them as they
slide deep stimulating my hole, then back out coaxing my boy pussy loose;
fat and horny. I surrender to her fingers and close my eyes so I don't
have to see her or my wife.
Then I heard the buzz of the vibrator and opened my eyes again. Pammy was
kneeling next to me and began working the thing smoothly into my ass,
taking her time, tantalizingly. My dick swelled up fat, but not real hard,
until she used her other hand to massage the oil into my fuck stick. God,
it felt fine. I started grinding slowly in rhythm to her thrusts when
Shelly spoke up.
"I think the little whore is ripe and ready."
Pammy gave me one last deep probe which made me spew a stream of precome
out of my penis and into her hand. She smeared it on my hard nipples as my
sphincter expelled the vibrator.
I felt a sharp SLAP on my buttocks and I knew Shelly was ready to get in
the saddle.
But before she can, Pammy says, "Suck it." She puts the vibrator in front
of my face. I look around.
And Pammy says to Shelly, "Make him suck it first."
So, Shelly tells me, "Suck it."
My lips slide over the plastic vibrator wet with ass cream as Pammy
watches. I am beet red. I see Shelly with her big phallus, stroking it
lightly while watching Pammy feed me the stick.
Then I feel her fingernails on my still stinging buttocks, and a big thing
presses against my anus. It hurts! Pushing. And stretches me, I choke on
the dildo and tears come from my eyes. My body tingles in a heightened
state of sensitivity, centered in the big O in my rear. And, whoosh. The
whole length of it jams into me and I cry out.
Pammy pulls the dildo out of my mouth and I cry out again as Shelly pulls
back and fucks me hard again. Oh god, and again and again. She is riding
me hard, tearing me up inside and I can tell it is getting her off because
she starts panting and moaning in her throat like she does right before she
comes. It hurts like hell!
"Do you like it, bitch? Tell me how much you like it!" The strokes
quicken and Shelly jerks and spasms. "Say it!"
"I like it, Shelly. I love how you fuck me!"
I feel Shelly's hand reaching the testicles of her equipment and squeezing
and without loosing a beat I feel a flood of hot cream spewing in my fuck
hole as Shelly comes and falls sweaty on top of me and I collapse to the
floor. We lay panting like dogs. The rubber dong slips out of my sore
throbbing ass.
Pammy's hands go rubbing all over us, especially around our genitals and
Shelly's breasts and into my mouth.
Shelly lays back exhausted. Pammy lays down with her, petting and tongue
kissing her and whispers, "Can I try it once?"
That's when I realized that this is what she had wanted all along. That's
why she brought that obscene hunk of rubber over here tonight in the first
place. And I think Shelly realized it too, but was too spent to care.
I lay and held my dick and wondered if my raw hole could take any more as I
watched Pammy slip the little dildo into her pussy, fit the harness up
against her clit and then adjust the straps so that the big cock stuck
right out hard like it was a magic extension of her big swollen clit. She
was single minded and efficient, like she couldn't wait.
As she gobbed it up with lube she said, "Let's put the nightie on her, want
to?"
Shelly just laughed. "Whatever."
The rubber dick bounced stiffly as Pammy rummaged through the drawer and
found something she liked. A baby doll nightie and panties. She turned
and offered them to me.
She looked so sexy naked with her full breasts and big puffy nipples
hanging forward invitingly; her sensual tummy glistening with perspiration;
her slim hips, creamy thighs and shapely legs; her perfectly rounded ass;
and her large hard-on protruding from her mound of Venus. The hungry look
in her clear green eyes made me forget the soreness in my bottom as I took
the lingerie from her slender fingers and put it on.
First I put on the nightie, tight across my chest and airy down my waist
and hips, then I stepped into the lacy panties and pulled them up to cup my
fat penis and balls. She made little sounds of approval as I got down on
my hands and knees facing away from her.
Pammy began touching me a little too quickly. She couldn't wait or slow
down. Shelly watched as Pammy's hands roamed all over me, feeling the
silky material over my skin, between my thighs and my balls packaged in the
panties, my ass, stomach, pinching my nipples. Her big prick poked me as
she automatically pulled on it like it was her real salami. To her, I
guess, it was. More than real.
"On your back," she said, and I turned over from my doggy position.
She spread my legs, centered herself between them and pulled the panties
down to expose my crack and but still cup my family jewels. My knees rose
up so that my ass was defenseless. Her fist gripped her penile rod and
guided it up between my cheeks and she laid forward propped on her elbow
next to my head, her breasts resting on my chest, her nipples swollen and
stiff. Holding me by the nape of my neck she kissed me, choking me with
her tongue.Her breath oozed sex, hot and moist.
The intruder at my back door insisted on entering. Rhythmically pushing,
poking. Her eyes fixed on mine, a slight smile creasing her lips and with
a thrust it was in all the way.
I gasped and groaned as she held it in, deep. I couldn't catch my breath.
It slid back out, then probed again, and I didn't know whether to laugh or
cry. I wanted it. My 'pussy' craved a good fucking. The hurt was gone and
my bottom strained to welcome her cock. Her eyes stared right through me.
I realized that I was just an instrument of her pleasure. What she wanted
was what I wanted to be. Whatever that was. I submitted.
The amazing look of lust and satisfaction on her face turned me on more
than all of Shelly's theatrical screwing had and made me start ejaculating
semen in hot thick spurts, jism-soaking my panties. I let her drill me any
which way she wanted, which was fast and furious, slapping her groin
halfway up my creamy wet hole as her cunt fluttered then spewed girl juice
all down her rubber dick and into my ass. My sphincter responded in
orgasmic spasms. I forgot to breathe.
When it was over I realized how quickly it had all happened. Shelly was
still laying there on her elbow smiling contentedly. Didn't she know what
just happened? How thoroughly her girlfriend had just royally fucked her
husband? Pammy laid on me panting, her dick still penetrating me.
Then she abruptly rolled off and faced Shelly, satiated. And gave her a
wet open mouthed kiss.
The girls went at it with a passion that I thought had been completely
spent on me. Pammy was really giving herself to Shelly and Shelly's hand
was fumbling the straps loose of the dildo.
She tossed the dildo aside and got her anxious mitt into her girlfriend's
sweetmeat pudding. Pammy looked up into Shelly's eyes purring gratefully.
"Thanks for that, Shelly. That was so-o good."
Shelly smiled sweetly. "I like to take care of my little girl."
Pammy surrendered to Shelly's greedy fingers working her snatch up into cum
lather.
As they were grinding their fat wet hairy pussies between scissored thighs,
I lay off to the side in the dark, my silk panties sticky with sperm. And
wondered if I had just been the appetizer -- or whether Pammy was now
paying the bill for dinner -- and having desert at the same time.
After that every time Pammy came over she would fuck me with her strap-on
dick. Or mine. She gave me one as a present, just like she did to Shelly
that night. Gave her a strap-on, I mean.
I looked forward to seeing her. It was my first experience with a woman
who liked to play the boy with me and employ my feminine urges. I guess
they were feminine. Although she often dressed me in frills and silk, and
called me slut, pussy and whore, I never felt like she left off enjoying me
as a man. It seemed like it was the very fact of my masculinity that was
essential to her erotic satisfaction. The hungry consumption of my long
penile pleasure stick shuddering and spewing, spasms of orgasms from creamy
bulbous mushroom head through like a hot rail through to the clit inside my
nether lips. She knew how to milk my prostrate, massage the cum juice
right out of that organ. Slowly, we loved to manage that member, so drops
and streams of semen came, that we each tasted in turn. The salty precious
sperms imbuing us from within our throats so no part of us failed to share
in the carnal love.
For my part I loved succumbing to her wiles and charm; descending dreamily
beneath her dominating fleshy imagination. Dominating? It could feel
dangerous. When I found myself getting self-conscious I would just think:
"Submit to her. Don't want, or need or think you know where it's going, or
should go. Let her take you and use you in her own private fantasies and
desires. Be a mirror to her libido, give expression to her unrealized
desire. Just respond and appreciate every minute while it lasts." Every
minute of her intimate manipulations of my private carnal organs. Express
my desire to be used and fucked by her thrusts and strokes. A phallus and
a vulva beneath her wanton fingers and clitoris. Man, was I lucky.
Stroke my clitoris, baby. Make my pussy cry. I'll fall to my knees to eat
you, your perfumed lips swollen, dripping the cum nectar into mine;
brilliant tear drops and sighs, slaking my thirst for abandon in the
manifold ejaculating mound-hill of your venus in thighs, wet crack of
volcanic spume, squirting in to me from your big cock monster clitoris
honoring me with pleasure to be your fuck, baby. You might say I looked
forward all week or day or whatever, to when she would come again to me.
And in to me, and all over me.
My wife, Shelly, knew Pammy was doing me, but I don't think she knew the
depth and dimension of it. To Shelly it was all sex, which it was, but to
Shelly it was just sex. In a superficial way. She herself loved Pammy's
company, and since Pammy kept Shelley's fat juicy snatch all squishy,
excited and satisfied, she allowed Pammy to diddle and dally and play with
me, amused to watch her dyke sweetie pole the boy toy, because Pammy had
the capacity to make her benefactress experience this adulterous indulgence
as their own sapphic foreplay. After she was through with me, I watched
enviously at the girls' lesbian couplings, feeling used. Humiliatingly,
excitingly and deliciously used. And jealous of the pussy being fucked by
the cunt clit between Pam's thighs.
I began to feel less like Shelly's husband and more like her unappreciated
love slave. On loan for her amusement.
Eventually, after some time passed, Pammy even began to stop by when Shelly
was away. And I took to meeting her at the door on those occasions in a
skirt, and panties, and sometimes high heeled shoes. Black. She didn't
really care what I had on top, if anything. At least not until after she'd
had me bend over the nearest counter, table or chair, and fucked me with
her prosthetic dick. Her big long creamy, blue-veined throbbing dick that
she wore under her pants or skirt so there would be no delay to her
satisfaction. She would come up behind me, me wearing textured hose and a
garter belt, bent over with my white ass stuck up as high as my spike heels
would allow, and drive it right into my hole. We did it so much that my
ass felt like a horny pussy that just couldn't get enough. It yearned
between visits for that good fucking.
Sometimes I would prepare before she came by attaching the strapon she gave
me to a chair so that I could back into it or sit on it and get my hole all
lubed up, stretched out for her super clit. Oh, don't get me wrong, she
liked to force it in and feel me hurt; but, she also like to see me bent
over all glistening and horny. And especially she like to see the chair
where I had prepared, even to watch me fuck myself on it. Many times after
she had fucked me and come, she would sit back on the sofa stroking her wet
sticky dick and encourage me to masturbate while taking that strapon up my
butt. I would make quite a show of it for her.
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