by Notty Nikki
“Jennifer,” she complained, “there’s a bit of dust behind this chair!”
“I’m terribly sorry,” Jennifer replied meekly, utter despair in her voice. “It won’t happen again.” I couldn’t get over the power my wife seemed to hold over the servant. It was frightening, yet titillating to hear.
“Now I think it’s time for you to be punished,” Debbie said sharply. She was treating Jennifer miserably. I couldn’t imagine what Debbie had in store for her; so I slowly poked my head in the door and caught a glimpse of the action.
And what action! Debbie was completely nude, while Jennifer was wearing only her black-mesh stockings and a small red corset. The maid was holding a feather duster. Debbie whisked the duster from her hand and commanded her to bend over. Surprisingly enough, Jennifer assumed a submissive position. Then my wife started slapping her on the ass with the duster’s wooden handle. Debbie showed Jennifer no mercy, brutally smacking her over and over again.
Then, without missing a beat, Debbie ordered the servant to lick her cunt. Jennifer silently crawled around and poised herself in front of my wife’s mound. She stuck out her tongue, spread Debbie‘s cunt lips open wide and began swaying back and forth over my wife’s clitoris. Each stroke brought frail whimpers of ecstasy from Debbie, whose thighs were wrapped snugly around Jennifer’s head. Debbie sank to the floor.
The two women were locked in passion. Gasping, twisting, loving together, their bodies appeared to give off a hot, radiant aura. I could see the first faint tremors of Debbie‘s climax as she arched her back, threw her hands up in the air and roared like a lioness.
As I watched the two women playing on the floor, my heart began beating at a quicker rate; sweat oozed out of my pores, and my skin became flushed with excitement. It was bizarre. I’d never given much thought to lesbianism or S&M in the past. But now that it was going on right before my eyes, it seemed thrilling. I wanted to join in, but I couldn’t find the nerve to intrude on this sensual, passionate encounter.
Suddenly, however, Debbie whirled around and said to Jennifer, “That’ll teach you to turn my home into a pigsty, you little bitch! Now I demand that you fuck my husband, who’s standing in the doorway.” She caught me completely by surprise, and I wondered how long she’d seen me. Then I realized she must have caught my reflection in the mirror.
At that point I didn’t care how she had noticed me. I quickly entered the room, tore off my clothes and pulled Jennifer toward me, positioning her on her hands and knees so that I could fuck her doggy-style.
I looked down at Jennifer and felt an overwhelming sense of power and dominance. Teasingly, I rubbed the tip of my hard dick along the slit of her cunt until she begged me to fuck her. After she pleaded with me for a few moments, I grabbed onto her hips, shoved my cock into her cunt and began pounding away. As I fucked her, she leaned over and ate Debbie out again.
All three of us were pumping in unison when Debbie began twitching in an orgasmic frenzy. Then Jennifer came, her body convulsing with pleasure. Right as she was in the final throes of her orgasm, Jennifer cried out for me to fuck her hard in the ass.
I pulled my rigid, dripping-wet cock out of her cunt, spread her ass cheeks apart and rammed my dick deep into her anal cavity. It only took a moment to feel Jennifer’s tight sphincter muscle clutch onto my cock. I heard her moaning with a combination of lust and pain. Although in the past I’d never felt any anger toward Jennifer, I enjoyed ravaging her asshole. It gave me a jolt of power and great strength. I buried my cock up to the hilt in her ass and exploded with a wild, total orgasm that sent wads of sticky cum up into her bowels. We all collapsed, feeling drained and empty.
Later on that afternoon, Debbie told me that she and Jennifer had been making it together for months. In fact, Debbie had “hired” Jennifer as a way to get her into the house without arousing my suspicions. My feelings of anxiety over Debbie‘s infidelity quickly ceased to exist. I thought it was ironic how jealous I’d been when I believed Debbie was fucking another guy, but how excited I was about her being involved with a woman. The three of us laughed over my unjustified jealousy. And Jennifer remained as our “live-in” maid. We pay her extra, of course, but we feel she’s worth it. After all, it’s hard to get good help these days.
THE GREAT BIG SUCK
A few years ago my husband and I lived in an apartment building, and Dean, one of the men who lived in an apartment upstairs from us, caught my eye. He looked like a real stud, and I often wondered if he was as hung as he appeared to be. My husband, Caleb, and I had swapped with other couples before, but I’d never had a man with a really large cock. In his swim trunks, Dean looked like he had quite a lump in his crotch.
Even Caleb thought that Dean was probably hung because of the way his pants fit him. We often talked about how Dean must really be ramming his wife, Karen. As the summer continued, I thought a lot about what that big cock must look like.
I am a very curious person, and I just couldn’t stop thinking about Dean‘s prick. One day I finally had a chance to find out if my suspicions about it were correct.
Dean was one of those do-it-yourself types and he had set up a workshop in a storage area in the basement of the apartment building. I was in the basement laundry room when he came downstairs.
Knowing that he had a roving eye and that he was as interested in me as I was in him, I didn’t think I’d have any trouble finding out about his cock. I was right. Pretending to be interested in his hobbies, I went into the storage room. In this confined space, I deliberately brushed against him, and we soon found ourselves in a hot embrace, french-kissing each other. I reached down to his pants and felt his monstrous cock pressing against the crotch of his pants.
Unzipping his fly, I pulled his cock out of his pants. It was a monster of meat, nearly ten inches long, and so thick I couldn’t get my fingers all the way around it. I took it in both hands and squeezed it. I stared at it for a while, but when my curiosity gave way to desire I fell to my knees in front of him.
At first I just kissed and licked the end of it. But the more I licked and looked, the hotter I became. Finally I started to take it into my mouth; my jaws strained to get it all in. Although I could only take a few inches of his shaft in my mouth, I couldn’t take my eyes off the rest of it. I couldn’t believe I had something that big in my mouth.
It didn’t take long for him to start coming. I wanted to suck up every drop, but his load was so big I couldn’t keep all of it in. It was running past my lips and down my chin as he kept coming and coming.
My pants were rubbing against my cunt, and I was so hot that this action brought me off, too. It was fantastic. When I finished the laundry and went upstairs, I told Caleb all about sucking off Dean and that we were right about the size of his cock. This made Caleb so hot that I had to suck him off, too.
Caleb‘s cock felt so small that I thought I could take all of it into my mouth. Caleb has six inches of cock, but it’s not even close in size to Dean‘s mammoth prick. Still, I couldn’t get all of his cock in my mouth either, but my gobbling really set him off. When he came, I drank all of his cum.
I kept his cock in my mouth and turned around on top of him so he could eat me out. As soon as his tongue hit my clit, I started to come. Having two climaxes and taking two loads of jizz in less than an hour was a new experience for me, and I really loved it.
When we finished, Caleb said he would like for me to bring Dean down to the apartment and suck him off again while Caleb watched. This would certainly add a new wrinkle to our sex life, but even when we swapped, I wouldn’t screw another man in front of my husband. But thinking and talking about the day’s experiences made me change my mind, and I agreed to do it. The idea of letting Caleb watch while I sucked Dean‘s giant cock turned me on.
I found out what time Dean‘s wife went to work so I would know when he’d be alone. Then, after putting on a simple dress with nothing on under it, I fixed my face and went up to Dean‘s apartment. When he opened
the door, I asked him if he could help me with something in my apartment, since he was so handy. I told him Caleb was at work and that I would really appreciate it.
Dean followed me down to the apartment. When we were inside, I ran my hand across his crotch. He said he was pretty nervous, but I assured him that Caleb wouldn’t be home for more than an hour. With that I went into the bedroom and asked him to follow me.
Our bedroom had a large closet with louvered doors and by moving the wood panels slightly, Caleb could look out from the dark closet without being seen. We tried it out before I brought Dean down to make sure there were no slipups. Dean came into the bedroom, saying that he was still nervous. I unbuttoned my dress and slid it off. At the sight of my naked body, Dean started pulling his clothes off as if he couldn’t get out of them fast enough.
His cock snapped out of his shorts half erect. His balls were hanging there like a kid’s bag of marbles. I was really getting hot and I could feel my pussy creaming up. Dean sat back on the bed, and I knelt down between his legs. Thinking about this whole thing had made me greedy for that big trouser snake. This time I was determined to get more of it into my mouth. Besides, I knew that Caleb was watching this sluttish display, and so I really wanted to put on a good show for him.
With both hands around Dean‘s prick, I rubbed it while I tried to get more and more of it into my mouth. I still couldn’t take much more than a few inches, but I was really getting into sucking it, more so since I knew that Caleb could see my mouth straining around it. I was really sucking and chewing when Dean shot his stallion load into my mouth. Again, I couldn’t hold it all.
Dean pulled me off of his cock, up onto the bed. He got down onto the floor between my legs and started to greedily eat my pussy. He spread it with his hands and was licking up and down the whole slit. I knew that Caleb must be jacking off by now, and as Dean continued his eating and I imagined Caleb shooting his load into his hand, I started corning like crazy. Meanwhile, Dean kept eating me until he was hard again.
I’d already had another orgasm before Dean pushed me back on the bed and mounted me, his stiff cock pressing at my cunt. He pushed it in slowly, and I started to moan loudly, knowing that Caleb could hear me. Dean‘s huge cock was spreading me apart until I thought I was going to rip wide open. Although he pumped slowly at first, after he had made it all the way in, he started ramming into me.
Dean pounded into me like this for at least 15 minutes. After a while it didn’t even hurt anymore. I was coming so often that all I could do was moan and hump back against Dean‘s cock with my pussy. It was the most fantastic fuck that I have ever had.
After he finished, Dean dressed quickly and left. I just lay there exhausted, but Caleb came out of the closet, straddled my chest and put his cock, which was hard again, up to my mouth. Since I had been fucked so much by this time, I was ready to do anything. I started to lick Caleb‘s cock. Before he was ready to shoot, I was back in the mood. When he finally did shoot his load, I licked up all of his cum. Afterward, we just lay there in bed and talked about what had happened and agreed that we had really enjoyed it.
Our conversation eventually sparked yet another session about an hour later, This was a slow, gentle fuck with Caleb‘s normal-sized cock.
Dean and I had more of these fuck sessions, and each time Caleb watched from the closet. It was the best sex I have ever had. I loved to have Dean fill my mouth with his cock and shoot his massive loads while I tried to suck up every drop. Again, the sensation of his giant prick in my pussy was almost more than I could stand, but after we got going, it was a sure thing that I would have at least one climax before he Came inside me.
Putting on the shows for Caleb excited me. The thought of his watching, unknown to Dean, turned me on. I knew that as soon as Dean left. I would be having seconds,
Since that time, I have sucked off six different men, all with big cocks. I met them in various places and would always bring them home with me so that Caleb could watch. Each time, I was excited about what I was going to see. As soon as that monster was out of the guy’s pants, I would been my knees, gobbling it up.
Sometimes I could even take a guy’s cock all the way back to my throat. I would nearly gag when their huge pricks started spurting cum, but I loved swallowing it all.
One of these men fucked me up the butt, and it was wild. I had never let anyone do this to me before, not even Caleb, but by the time I had sucked him off, and he had eaten me and made me climax, I was ready to do anything. So after we had screwed in the missionary position, he turned me over and started fucking me doggy style. I was just getting hot when he pulled out and pressed the massive head of his cock against my asshole. I pulled away from him, but he pulled me back and started to slowly enter my rear end.
I had never felt anything like that before. His cock was dripping with my cunt juice, making it easy for him to enter my ass. Still, the pain and the unusual sensations were almost too much. To take my mind off the pain, he reached under me and fingered my cut while he pumped into me. Eventually we both climaxed wildly.
Watching this had excited Caleb so much that I had to let him do the same thing later. I found his smaller cock in my asshole very enjoyable. It really makes my mouth water, and Caleb knows that he is only moments away from another satisfying blow job.
GILFS ARE GREAT
When I was nineteen, most of my time was spent chasing girls or trying to figure out what to do with them once I’d caught them. Even when I managed to convince a hot number to let me play in her park, something was lacking. I didn’t know for sure what — it just seemed there should be more to sex than a few hasty jabs and a quick explosion.
At that time I was living with my mother. My father had died several years before and I didn’t want to leave her alone. I was elated when Mom began talking about renting out our spare room. If she had someone else to stay with her, I could move out, and one of my major problems would be solved. You see, most of the girls I was dating still lived at home, so finding a place to be alone with them was a real stumbling block.
One day I returned home from a particularly unsatisfying session on the couch of a neighborhood honey. I had just convinced her to remove her panties and was about to take the plunge when her parents returned unexpectedly. Needless to say, I couldn’t finish the job.
When I got home, I noticed a note Mom had left for me. She would be working late, and I shouldn’t expect her home until around seven. Since it was only five, I decided to use the time to beat off my frustrations. As I started to undress, my mind wandered back to little miss “hot number.” She was probably in her bedroom doing the same thing to herself.
I flopped down on the bed, landed on my back, legs wide apart, with my right hand gripping my cock. In the wall mirror I could see my reflection as I got myself off. Thrills shot through my body as I closed my eyes and saw hot visions of the joys I had to abandon.
I was moaning and uttering vulgarities, but I was alone in the house — or so I thought. Suddenly my door flung open and there stood a middle-aged woman I had never seen before. Although I knew I should have stopped masturbating and covered myself, my cock had a mind of its own. My handiwork had set too much in motion, and my involuntary eruption landed all over the bed.
For what seemed like hours I was oblivious to the strange woman standing in my doorway. As my eyes began to focus again, I became fully aware of her. I shook my head in disbelief — it was the woman of my fantasies. How many times had I dreamed of such a woman? — mature, wise in the ways of the world, but still attractive. I covered myself with the bedsheet, but she stopped me by raising her hand. The flush of her face didn’t seem to be from embarrassment. I could tell she was stimulated by what she was witnessing. She was shapely, her lips had a passionate fullness, and I knew she had huge breasts under her modest dress.
I was now limp, but the sight of this woman started sending warm messages through me again. I thought it would be impossible to get it up again so quick
ly, but my organ told me otherwise.
I was afraid to make a move, but she wasn’t. She wanted to know if she could do more than watch. I blushed and asked who she was. The woman was our new boarder, Regina, a fifty-seven-year-old widow, who said she was quite horny. I hemmed and hawed as I informed her that I had never before made it with a woman of her age but, as she approached the bed, she told me she understood. Soothingly she told me to relax and allow her to demonstrate what it’s like to make love to an older woman. But as she disrobed and climbed into bed, the last thing I could do was relax.
I looked at her beautiful legs and between them I could see all the way to the Garden of Eden. She instructed me to climb off the bed and position myself at the foot of it. And eager to learn, I complied. I watched in sheer delight as she slowly adjusted her womanly body on the bed. Spread-eagled and panting, she told me to rub her warm crotch with the palm of my hand and massage her clitoris with my fingertips. It produced miracles.
Her thighs started to buck and she began rocking on the bed. She told me to put my lips and tongue on her pussy, and kiss and smell it. She grabbed my head, pushing my face deeper into it. When she came, I was amazed at intensity of her orgasm.
Instructing me to stand next to her by the bed, she then took my cock in her mouth. This was a new pleasure for me. Her mouth was hot, wet and wild. I slid in and out with such ease that I wondered how deep her throat really was. She became hotter and hornier. She took a breather from her oral action, spread her big thighs and told me to go to town.
I slid into her as though we were tailor-made for each other. I timed my momentum to the bucking of her heavy ass, while her legs circled my back and her feet pressed into me, encouraging me to thrust harder.