The first guy's pre-cum as now flowing abundantly and I eagerly flicked my tongue over the tip of his cock and swallowed it down. It was a welcome sweetness and helped me take even more of him down my throat. My nose was now pressed firmly against the wall as I tried to get more, the guy assisting by pushing as much as he could through. He started to rock back and forth - fucking my wet mouth. The sighs became louder and quicker and I sensed her was about to ejaculate for me. With a sudden jerk, his cock twitched a couple of times and I received a torrent of thick, hot semen. One huge spurt to start, then a pause followed by numerous quick and powerful squirts of cum. Soon he was pumping in more than I could swallow and as I gulped down feverishly, I could taste the pungent, viscous fluid that arrived. I finished him off with my hand and his last few drops dribbled over my chin and neck. The now softening penis retreated through the hole.
All this time I had been stroking this huge cock from the other hole. It was now fully erect and looked menacing as I pumped on it with my now, two hands. This was too big for my throat, I could tell just by looking. Must have been around 10 nor 11 inches long and was thick from tip to base. Glancing again at the screen I could see the blonde was now laid on her back with one black guy holding back her legs to allow her ass to spread. She gasped as he began to enter her, forcing himself inside her puckered asshole. That was it. I needed to take this huge cock inside me. I pulled down my skirt and thong, taking them off my feet. Now, bending right over, I moved my ass to the hole and took hold of the rock hard cock, wiping it from my pussy to my ass, getting it nice and wet. I pushed back slightly against him to feel his cock begin to spread my pussy lips. He was so big! It was quite uncomfortable to feel him edge his was inside me, stretching me to my limit. And it seemed to keep gong in, further and further until he could push no more. I could feel it pulsating inside me as I slid back again, now becoming used to his girth. He helped by bucking forward with every entry he made. This was hurting me inside, but it was bearable, just.
Just as I was getting used to his size, he withdrew suddenly and I could hear squelching from the other side. Soon the cock popped back through again but this time, it was slick and shiny with lube. I knew what he wanted and as I had been instructed to service those that needed it, I had to oblige.
I pulled apart my ass cheeks and pushed against his angry tip. I could feel the heat from him around my asshole as he teased his way in carefully. Inch by inch, he toyed with me until a good five or six inches was inside me, then he began to fuck me. I reluctantly helped by pushing back for him. I could feel him sear up inside me until even more of his impressive length was admitted. He was now really picking up pace and forcing a little more into me each time. It was only when I could feel his hard balls slap against my pussy that I realised he was fully inside me. The feeling made me ever so slightly nauseous but I was unable to stop having his mammoth tool fuck me so deep. I grasped my knees for support as I neared climax. My legs started shaking uncontrollably as I finally reached a thundering orgasm. Several large squirts of piss and cum were released from my quivering pussy as I writhed on his cock. Just then, I felt a hot jet of cum splattering against the inside of my ass, his cock sliding even easier now with the extra fluid. The guy gasped loudly as he continued to shoot inside me. I withdrew from him quickly and turned around taking his cock in my hand. I jerked the last few ropes of cum into my mouth as I played with it on my tongue.
Softening rapidly, I cleaned all the cum from his cock. I could taste myself on him and as it sipped back through the hole again, I sank to my knees, utterly spent and gasping for air. My juices were still leaking out and I could feel is cum seep from my asshole onto the ground.
Soon I got cleaned up and made myself presentable again. Gathering my things, I was about to leave when...
another lovely big cock slid through and bobbed for attention...
The End.
The First Time
Well, at last you have decided that you want to learn how to fist, and that you want me to teach you. You have realised that without a little pain, there's no gain! You are understandably a bit nervous, but you know I can be trusted not to do you any lasting harm, that I'm not a complete monster.
The secret, as I have said before, is in trust, arousal and LUBE.... You know I can arouse you already, and you see no reason not to trust me. The lube, I will bring to the party.
I arrive at your place early in the evening. I have brought an imported bottle of rose wine with me and you put it in the freezer to chill it quickly. I catch you to me and kiss you hungrily, hugging you tightly - you return my kiss eagerly. We break the clinch and you ask me, "What's in the bag?"
"All in good time!" I reply, teasing you. I kick the little bag under the couch, and we relax on to it together, with me slightly underneath you. We kiss again, and my hand finds its way up under your blouse to tweak your left nipple - you don't wear a bra when you know I'm visiting. You really enjoy having your nipples played with, the harder the better, and soon you are moaning in heat.
"Get undressed, darling!" I whisper in your ear, and you rapidly oblige, standing up and practically tearing off your clothes. I remove my shirt while you are stripping, and you return to lie against me again, completely naked. Your pussy presses against my thigh and I can feel your wetness through the fabric of my jeans.
I prop myself on my left elbow and you naturally roll onto your back. I take your left nipple in my teeth, nipping gently, and you gasp. I run my right hand up your right thigh to your groin, and you automatically part your legs and bend your knees to let me get at you. I find you so slippery that I wonder if you have wet yourself. Your hands go around me, one in my hair and one against the middle of my shoulderblades. You pull me against your breasts, and I swap from one to the other and back again, licking, sucking and biting you. You gasp with a mixture of pleasure and pain, and your legs part even further as my fingers start to penetrate your wet sex.
I frig you with my fingertips, playing with the bud of clit that hardens at my touch. It isn't many more minutes before you come, arching your back, pulling me to you, clamping your thighs around my hand.
Again we break our clinch, gently, with kisses, and I get up to retrieve the wine and two glasses. We sit close together, touching at hip and shoulder, my arm around you, as we sip our drinks. You ask me about my day, and I tell you briefly, then ask you about yours. You tell me that you have the day off tomorrow, so you can sleep in. I don't but I say I might just sleep in anyway.
We pass a happy forty minutes or so, refilling our glasses, until the wine has all gone. We are both feeling mellow and relaxed, you more than me, because you have already enjoyed an orgasm. I don't mind though, I'm happy to wait, to draw things out as long as I can. Unlike you, once I have come, I can't do it again quickly, especially now I am advancing in years.
We lie on the couch again, together, and I lower myself until my lips brush your belly. I kiss my way down to your clit and there I stay, licking, sucking, nibbling. You pull my head down to your groin using both hands, and you moan. With my right hand, I feel inside you with two, then three fingers- you are wetter than ever. I feel the time has come to try something out of your comfort zone.
I cast around and find the empty wine bottle -- it is one of the long-necked variety with a conical neck. Gently, I introduce the neck into your vagina - you don't notice straight away. The bottle neck is long, nearly eight and a half inches from the mouth to where it stops flaring out. At the mouth, it is only about an inch in diameter, which is probably why you haven't noticed - my fingers are larger. At the body of the bottle, however, it is three inches across, or ten inches in circumference, and about four and a half inches long.
I gently slide four or five inches of the bottle into you, pushing into you then pulling back a little. By now, the bottle neck is about two inches across where it enters you and you have noticed at last. Your right hand leaves the back of my head and explores down to where the bottle is doing its wo
rk. "Wow!" you say.
"Do you like it?" I ask, raising my head. "How does it feel?" You think about it for a few seconds.
"It feels good! It is definitely big and very hard -- there's no give. But it's a good feeling, for sure."
"Think you could take more of it?"
"I'm sure I could try, especially if you keep your mouth busy, lover...."
So, for the next quarter hour or so, I keep my mouth busy. Little by little, the bottle gets slid deeper and deeper into you, never too fast or too hard, always just at the limit of what I feel you can cope with, always with a little bit of pressure to stretch you gently. You come three or four times during this process. Finally, all of the conical section of the bottle is inside you and the parallel part has begun to go in, but there's no more room lengthways inside you.... You are very turned on indeed, however, and are keen to do more.
"Put it in big end first!" you tell me.
I'm all for that, as you can well imagine. I'm concerned that you aren't subjected to any more discomfort than necessary, though, so I retrieve my little bag from under the couch. One of my treasures is a tube of KY and I liberally anoint you and the base of the bottle with dollops of Johnson & Johnson's finest. You giggle because the goo is cold. I offer the base of the bottle up to your by now distended labia, and with a bit of wiggling, it slides inside you quite easily -- and keeps on sliding in, until probably about six inches of it are inside you and your labia have begun to close around the conical section again. You gasp a little, but say that you are good when I ask you.
I frig you with the bottle for what seems like hours, but is probably only ten minutes or thereabouts. To begin with, you find it difficult -- it is very hard and unforgiving and you are tender. You quickly learn to relax and enjoy it though, especially when I start to use my tongue on you again. You have another incredibly powerful orgasm and ask me to stop while you recover. I go to take the bottle out but you say no, leave it in me.
I just love to see you lying there, with the bottle neck protruding from your glistening labia. If I look closely, I can see that it is jerking slightly in time with your heartbeat. I caress your labia gently where they close around the bottle -- they feel smooth and slippery -- so very sexy. You look like a goddess to me and I tell you so. You tell me not to play the fool, but I can tell you are pleased. I ask if you are comfortable and you tell me that you are -- you feel a bit "full" but it's not an unpleasant sensation.
I ask if you are ready to try my hand yet? You say yes, why not?
"Just take it slow...." I promise that I will and you say not too slow, though, laughing. I gently pull out the bottle -- your pussy gapes open a little. You say you now feel empty and hollow.... I anoint you again with the KY, and put a generous quantity on the fingers of my right hand. I have no trouble putting three fingers in you up to my knuckles, so I make it four and still have no trouble. I rub your clit with my thumb and I feel little twitches and spasms from your vaginal muscles. I ask how you are and you say fine, don't stop now.
I rub more KY onto my knuckles and the ball of my thumb. I fold my thumb across the palm of my hand and into the hollow formed by my fingers, so my hand is in the duck-bill shape that is easiest to insert. I slide all my fingers and thumb gently into you, all the way to the knuckles. I can feel some resistance now. I start to gently pump my fingers in and out of you, pushing slightly harder and harder each time. You start to gasp, and your right hand comes down to your pussy and you start to rub your clit -- hard. I take this for encouragement and push a little harder. I am making slow but steady progress now, and a little more of my hand is entering you each time I push.
Suddenly, your left hand shoots to my right wrist which you grasp in an iron grip. I think that you are going to pull my hand out of your pussy, but you do the complete opposite and pull me into you, urgently and firmly. You are gasping loudly now, your right hand still busy on your clit. I go with you, pushing inside you at your urging, and within thirty seconds, my knuckles pass inside you and my right hand is in your pussy to the wrist. You scream out loud and come simultaneously, your vaginal muscles spasming and clamping hard enough onto my hand to be painful.
As the tremors subside, I leave my hand absolutely still inside you -- I know that any movement will be extremely intense for you. You need time to become accustomed to the sensation, and for your muscles to relax again after your mammoth orgasm. Eventually, you tug experimentally at my wrist to try to remove my hand from you. I tell you it will be better if you bear down and push me loose, rather than if I pull free. You do as I suggest and within a minute or so, my hand emerges from your tender and sensitive pussy.
"I want you to fuck me now," you say. I don't need telling twice and tear off my jeans and underwear. I have an erection I could cut glass with. I enter you so smoothly and easily and bury myself to the hilt inside you. I feel as though I am filling every cubic inch of your pussy. Your legs wrap around my thighs and buttocks and your arms around my back, and you draw me deeper into you.
"That was amazing!" you say. "I want to do it again real soon -- but not tonight, OK?"
The End.
The Newly Weds
"Honey I'm home." Rob calls out as he enters his newly purchased home. He locks the door behind him and walks across the foyer into the living room, spotting something on the ground. A trail of fresh rose peddles leading from the living room towards the back hallway. He stops and smiles, thinking of his beautiful new wife, then starts to follow his trail. He walks through the modern living room. Then turns into the hallway, adorned with pictures of his family. And his wife's family on opposite side. He pauses at the elbow in the hallway and admires a large picture taken at their wedding. Both families combined, standing proudly by their newly wed son and daughter. He takes a deep breath of accomplishment and continues on towards a closed door at the end of the hallway. His bedroom door.
Hip cocked to the side, one hand holding the large bedpost, the other on her outer hip. Krista waits patently for her husband. She checks herself out in the large mirror in front of the king size bed quickly as she hears him coming down the hall towards their large master bedroom. Red stilettos, check. Thigh high black stockings attached to her lacey black garter belt, check. Tight black lace panties, check. Black and red tulle overlay baby doll, check. She fixes her short dark hair, and after vainly checking herself out again and realizing how sexy she looks, she returns to her pose, just as the door opens.
Rob's eyes follow the trail of flower peddles across the white carpet, then slowly up the red high heels and black stockings, up the newly purchased night gown and to the face of his beautiful wife.
"Oh, my, God." Rob says as he stares. She smiles as she bites her lip and looks playfully at him. "Do you like it?"
"Who are you, and what have you done with my business women of a wife?" Rob playfully says as he slowly walks into the room. They both laugh as Rob touches her soft skin, getting her to spin around slowly.
"Is it my birthday and I just forgot? Oh no, it's not our anniversary is it?" Rob nervously says.
"No," Krista says as she steps closer, "it's just another horny Tuesday." She reaches up and pulls him to her and kisses him passionately. Rob puts his hands around her waits as they kiss.
"So it's not my birthday or anything?" He jokingly says.
"Nope."
"Columbus day?"
"Umm, I don't think so." Krista replies.
"Just a Tuesday?" he asks, as he stares into her big brown eyes.
"Just shut up and kiss me." she demands. Rob reaches down, cupping her ass and picks her up as he begins to kisses her again . She wraps her legs around him as he leans back against the bed post, squeezing her cheeks. Krista begins to moan softly into his mouth as he turns and lays her on the bed, gently falling on top of her warm body. Her hands search his shirt, undoing the buttons as fast as she could while he runs his hands over her face and through her hair. He leans up and pulls his shirt off, blindly tossing it away and
looks down at his wife's amazing body as she reaches up, grabbing his neck and pulling him back down. As their lips meet he runs his hands down her stocking covered legs and slowly up her lace and silk ladened body to her chin. He pushes her hair aside and kisses her neck softly, feeling her heart beat as he moves down towards her firm breasts. He moves his way slowly across her cleavage back up towards her exposed ear. He kisses and softly bites her earing and whispers, "I'm so glad I married you."
"Me too." She replies as she looks into his deep blue eyes. She runs her hands up his bare back as she pulls him in, kissing him deeply and passionately, then more aggressively as her hormones start to take over. She runs her nails up his back causing him to moan softly, only intensifying the moment. She feels her insides stir as his aroused penis presses against her leg.
Pulling her hands around to his chest she feels his heart pounding as she pushes him, rolling them both over. As she throws her legs over him she looks down, seeing Rob with a big smile on his face. She runs her nails up his chest to his face and she leans down to kiss him, softly teasing his lips as she moves away at first before committing. He reaches up and runs his hands over her lacey black panties, fitting two fingers under them and squeezes softly. Krista moans as she starts to rock her hips back and forth, rubbing her hot panties against his khaki shorts. She presses harder feeling his hard shaft press against her warm, moist mound.
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