by Miss J
Without hesitation, I went up close and whispered in his ear, “Wanna fuck my tight, pink pussy with your big black cock?” My heart was racing and my pussy was tingling.
He laughed and said “Are you fucking with me bitch?”
“I hope to be fucking you, try me,” I said with a naughty grin.
“Be careful what you wish for girl, you’re on.” His confidence was such a turn on for me.
I thought I was going to cum on the spot. He went to his buddy and talked for a minute, then took me by the arm, forcefully, to a dark office in the bar. He almost pushed me in the room, and then locked the door.
I was breathing heavy as he came toward me. My big tits were moving up and down in my tight shirt. He lifted me up effortlessly and put me on the edge of the desk.
“So you want to fuck do you?” he asked, his voice husky. “Can you handle this?” he asked as he pulled his huge cock out.
It was the biggest dick I ever saw. It must have been eleven inches and as thick as my wrist. The head was so wide and the shaft was so veiny. I was glad I fucked that other guy because at least my pussy would be stretched out a bit. I told him we would make that big cock fit into my pussy.
He grabbed my long hair and pulled so my face was tilted up and he kissed my throat. I moaned as I felt his lips kiss and suck my sensitive skin. I reached down and grabbed his cock and when I wrapped my fingers around it, then couldn’t even touch.
He moved my hand, grabbed his cock and started rubbing it up and down my slit. He rubbed his hard dick on my little clit so hard I was starting to cum. Then he put his huge cock at the opening of my hot fuckhole. It hurt as he forced it in with one thrust. It hurt so good I started cumming right away. He pumped me so hard. I felt him pushing against my cervix, it hurt so good.
Then I heard the jangling of keys and a second later the door opened. The guy he talked to outside was standing there watching me get fucked by that monster cock. I just smiled and winked at him. He stood there and started stroking his cock.
“Can she take the whole thing man?” he asked.
My stud grunted and said, “Fuck ya.”
“Wanna share?” he asked the guy who was fucking me so good.
My big, black, beautiful man lifted me up off the desk and turned around, his cock still buried inside me. I was facing away from the new guy so I couldn’t see what was happening. I felt my stud take his cock out. His friend reached down and rubbed my pussy juice all over his cock and my little asshole. Obviously they have done this before.
Next thing you know, I could feel the new guy rubbing his cock over my tight little asshole. Without warning he shoved his cock in. Thank God it wasn’t as big as my big, black stud’s cock but it was still filling my ass up. It felt so good, I was screaming into my stud’s shoulder.
Then I felt the monster cock sliding back into my pussy. I thought I was going to go insane with pleasure. They were talking to me, calling me their fucktoy and asking me how it felt to have two cocks filling me up.
I lost count after four orgasms. I knew they were getting ready to cum because I was getting fucked harder and harder. I wish I could describe what those two cocks felt like. How stretched out I was, how filled up I was.
The guy in my ass reached around and pinched my nipple with one hand while he reached in between and started rubbing my clit. I know I was screaming, I know I was talking but for the life of me, I don’t remember what I was saying. I do remember saying “Oh God fuck me” a lot though. Maybe that’s all I was saying.
They both started groaning louder and I started cumming, knowing I was going to be filled with their hot, sticky cum. They came at the same time, it was amazing. I felt both of their cocks shooting deep inside my holes.
After they came I thought I was going to be crushed in between them. The guy behind me pulled out first and I felt his cum start leaking out right away. My stud turned around and put me on the desk before he pulled out of me. I am glad he did because I don’t think I could have stood up on my own.
“What a hot fucking slut you are,” my stud said.
I smiled and said, somewhat shakily “Likewise I’m sure.”
I heard the door open, looked up and the other guy said “What’s your name?” as he was about to go out the door.
I just smiled and said I would tell him next week when I come back.
I turned to look at my big, black stud and said “Next week I want to choke on your cock.”
He said “Sure thing babe,” and slapped my ass as I walked out the door.
My Time In The Hospital
I had to go into the hospital last year for something. I won’t tell you what for because it has nothing to do with what happened.
I was laid up for thirteen days, bored and in pain. The first night I was in, during shift change, I met the most gorgeous male nurse I have ever seen. The way he looked at me, I knew he wasn’t gay.
With the issues I had, I had to have my feet massaged. Now, I have VERY sensitive feet. The nerves from my feet go directly to my pussy. It was fairly easy not to react to the first nurse who massaged my feet, I just kept looking at her and stayed in the moment. She was old and ugly. Rude, but true.
But that night, the male nurse came in. Now, I have enough pride to keep my feet looking spectacular. I get a pedicure every week and always have pretty polish on my nails.
He told me his name was Joe and I asked him if I could call him Joey. He laughed and said yes. Before he started to rub, he washed my feet gently. I was wiggling around a little bit and he asked if I was ticklish. I told him not really, but didn’t elaborate. I was wiggling around because his hands were big, soft and I could tell, very strong. I don’t know if you care what he looked like. I’m telling you anyway. He was at least 6'-2" about 225 lbs, dark brown hair, glasses with hazel eyes. I love big men.
He washed my feet with warm water, soaping between my toes, slowly across the arch and pad of my feet. I didn’t mean to, but I moaned loudly. He looked up at me and smiled.
“Like your feet massaged, do you?” he asked.
“I absolutely love it. It is my favorite thing in the world,” I answered.
“You have very pretty feet Andrea, I like touching them,” he said.
I moaned again. I know my hips were moving slightly up and down on the bed but I didn’t stop myself. He grabbed a towel and dried my feet gently. He reached down between his legs and took out the bottle of oil hidden there. He explained he wanted the oil to be warm for my pretty feet.
I said, “Oh God!” when he poured the warm oil between my toes. All I could think of was his hot cum dripping on my feet. He rubbed my feet slowly and sensually. I opened my eyes and he was staring at me. I whispered, “You know how much you are turning me on don’t you Joey?”
“You’re not the only one Andrea,” he answered, standing up. His big bulge strained against his pants. I moaned again and reached for him. I grabbed his cock and stroked it through the material. Now we were both moaning softly.
I took his big cock out and pulled him toward the head of the bed using his cock. I am a good judge of size and I know his cock was over eight inches. He was leaking pre-cum, making my hand as wet as my pussy.
He had let go of my feet and put his hand under my hospital goen onto my wet, shaved cunt. He moaned again when I put his cock in my mouth. His pre-cum was so sweet, I swirled my tongue around licking it up as I was sucking it.
He put his finger onto my hard little clit and rubbed it gently in circles. I was moaning around his cock, and I know the vibrations felt good. He used both his hands to spread my thick lips wide. He leaned over and flicked my swollen clit with his tongue. I jumped and started cumming right away. With his tongue on my clit, he was thrusting in and out of my mouth. His pre-cum was pouring down my throat when he whispered he was going to cum.
I kept swirling my tongue around and around as I deep throated that long shaft. His head was hitting the back of my throat when he started to cum. He
shot his load down my throat, never letting up with his tongue on my clit. I came again as I gagged on his huge load.
Both of us gasping, he stood up and straightened himself up.
“I will see you again at three a.m.,” he said.
All I could do was nod and smile.
I couldn’t have asked for a better stay at the hospital!
Andrea’s Dinner Party
My husband decided a dinner party was in order to celebrate the amount of contracts they landed this year. I used my favorite restaurant to cater.
He invited a couple whom I hate, against my wishes. The guy is very sexy but obnoxious and the wife is just a plain bitch. Of course I would never let them know I think that, but my husband knows. To them I will be a perfect hostess.
I decided to do something very bad, but hot in a naughty way.
I used place cards for the twenty people my husband invited. I arranged the table but left the silverware and plates for the two assholes in the kitchen.
I went up to my room and got my dildos out. I lied on my soft bed, spreading my legs wide. First, I rubbed my clit with my vibrator, making me all wet. Then I put my big dildo at the entrance of my wet cunt. I rubbed it there, teasing myself. I pictured holding that bitch’s head to my pussy by her hair, making her eat me. I slowly slid my dildo inside, feeling the 6.5 inch girth stretch my pussy so wide. Even though I was really wet, it took a little while to get it all the way in.
The feeling of it against my cervix, filling me up made me feel that familiar feeling. My pussy gushed with cum and my cervix opened up on that dildo, letting me push it in deeper. I came hard on that cock, so hard I pushed it out of my pussy.
I picked it up and put it back in. This time it slid in easily. My cunt juices making excellent lube. I grabbed my vibe and turned it on high. I put it on my hard clit and jumped at the sensitivity. I love fighting with myself to keep it on my clit. It is so sensitive and I want to take it off or turn it down but I don’t.
I started moving that cock in and out of my pussy real slow while holding that vibe to my clit hard. I felt my orgasm building again. I started to fuck myself hard, putting a pillow behind me so I had better reach. The closer I came to cumming, the harder I fucked myself. I was slamming my dildo in and out fast when I squirted my cum all over the bed. This time I somehow managed to hold onto the dildo.
Whenever I finish masturbating, I always go right away to wash up and wash my “equipment”. Not today.
I went downstairs to the kitchen. I went to the plates and silverware for the asshole couple. With my finger I took all the cum off my dildo. There were gobs of it. I spread my cum all over their plates. When there was none left on my dildo, I put it back up inside me. I twisted it and twirled it, trying to get all the cum out.
The plates are white, delicate china. I put them on the table, checking if you could see they were “dirty”. I couldn’t tell.
Five hours later, the guests were here, laughing and talking business. The wife was being her usually bitchy, uppity self.
I forgot to say I shoved her silverware up my cunt too. She must have been wondering why I was smiling at her all night.
Andrea’s First Computer Hook-Up
First off, I want to let you know I don’t need to use dating sites to meet a man. If I want a man I can pick one up wherever.
After talking to Billy about her experiences with fucking strangers from the internet, I was intrigued. There’s something so depraved and slutty about it. You talk on the net, set up a time and place to meet for coffee, talk and if you hit it off, go and fuck him.
So I set up a profile on a “dating” site and waited for the responses. I put up a picture of me bending over, wearing a thong. In the first day, I had over thirty responses. I weeded through the ugly ones and I wasn’t even going to respond to the ones without pictures. Except there was this one guy that for some reason intrigued me.
He invited me out to his house, in a town about a forty five minute drive from my city. He gave me his number and I told him I would call him when I got out of the shower. When I was in the shower, I was using my hands instead of my loofa to soap myself down. I soaped my C cups, paying close attention to my hard nipples. I pinched and flicked my nipples gently, thinking about his voice in my ear. I ran my hands down my body, taking my time, getting myself all worked up. I was a bit nervous about meeting a stranger at his house, out of town, but I was more horny than nervous. I knew that he might be ugly or just not sexy at all. I made sure to tell him in an email not to expect to fuck right away, we needed to see if there was chemistry.
I got dressed in a short jean skirt with a black camisole under a blue and black striped blouse. I put on black lace panties. I wore my black push-up bra and my tits were looking fantastic.
When I called him, I knew I wanted to have sex with him. His voice sent shivers down my spine. I know that sounds so cheesy but it’s true. His voice was deep and sexy, but not a ridiculous deep like Barry White. I told him I was in my car, on my way to his town. He was surprised and sounded a bit nervous. I told him if he was uncomfortable, we could meet at a restaurant or something. He said no, I just caught him by surprise. We talked and flirted on the phone and he told me to call him when I got into his town. I hung up.
I lifted up my short skirt while I was driving and teased my pussy lips, just brushing them gently with my finger tips. I was already wet from his voice and the anticipation. When I got into his town, I called him and got no answer. I was worried, thinking he changed his mind and didn’t have the balls to tell me. Less than a minute later, my phone rang. He apologized, telling me he had to shower and clean his house because it wasn’t ready for visitors. I told him I really didn’t care.
When I pulled into his driveway, he was standing out there waiting for me. My pussy clenched and my stomach jumped. He was gorgeous! He stood about 6'-3" and had a perfect build. He wasn’t fat, he wasn’t skinny, he wasn’t built up and hard like a body builder. As I said, perfect. He was blond and hadn’t shaved so he looked rugged.
When I got out of the car he said, “Look at you,” and stared at me. I walked up to him and asked for a hug. He hugged me, his big arms wrapped around me. He smelled and felt so good, I was hooked already! I have to admit, seeing his size, I thought how he must have a big cock. He invited me inside after talking about his huge yard, something you don’t see in the city.
He offered me something to drink but I had brought something with me. My heart was racing and I wanted to kiss this big hulk of a man. We went into his living room and he put his arms around me to kiss me. I moaned like a slut right away, I couldn’t help it. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head aside so he could kiss my neck. That was it! I was done for! My hands were around him, moving I’m sure but all I can really remember is his mouth and voice in my ear. I told him he was making me dizzy and I needed to sit. He moved and sat on the edge of his couch and pulled my closer. His head was in between my tits and his hands were running up and down my legs.
When he finally touched my pussy through my panties, he said “Oh, you’re wet already, I can feel it.” He rubbed my pussy through my panties with one hand, while the other was around my waist, holding me in place.
I wish I could remember every detail, but honestly some of it is just hazy. I was in a daze. I know we ended up in his room, naked, with me lying on his bed, on my hands and knees, head over the side, telling him I wanted to suck his cock. When he dropped his pants, I secretly thanked whatever powers that be. His cock was long and thick. It must be 8x6 when fully hard. I put the head in my mouth while he looked down on me. He told me I looked so pretty with his cock in my mouth. He moved away, so his cock was free of my mouth and put his hands on my face. With his fingers, he traced my lips and told me he wanted to play with my mouth. He opened my lips, and put his cock in, then took it out again. He stretched my lips then rubbed his cock on them, all the while, staring at me. This guy was the sexiest I have ever been with, by far.
He liked to make me gag fucking my throat. When I gagged, he would pull out to let me swallow only to fuck my throat again. I was enjoying myself immensely, so excited by his hard cock, by him watching me. He leaned over and grabbed my ass while he continued to fuck my throat. He grabbed my one leg and pulled it towards him so he had easier access to my pussy. He zeroed in on my clit right way, rubbing and rubbing so hard. I wanted to beg him to finger fuck me but I didn’t want to take his cock out of my mouth. It was like he was psychic because right after I thought that, he plunged one of his fingers into my soaking wet cunt. I screamed around his cock and started thrusting my hips, trying to fuck myself on his finger deeper. He moved his finger faster and deeper, then added another one. He was furiously fucking my pussy when I took his cock out of my mouth to beg him not to stop because I was going to cum. I don’t remember if I had his cock in my mouth when I came or not.
I do know that he didn’t stop. He kept finger fucking my pussy then I felt his other hand on my ass, teasing my little asshole. I kept thinking that it couldn’t feel any better when he stuck the tip of his finger in my ass. Right then and there, I came again. He moved where he was completely on the bed and moved me onto my back. He was still fucking my mouth but he wanted to see my pussy. He spread my lips wide, looking at the pretty pink clutching at his fingers.
He stuck another finger in my ass. He had two or three in my pussy, his thumb on my clit and two fingers in my ass. Within a minute, I knew I was going to cum again. I don’t know how he did it, but he made me squirt. He said something like, “Yeah, cum hard for me!” He didn’t stop fucking me but now he started slamming his cock in my mouth. He asked where I wanted his load and I said, “On my face please!” He fucked my mouth, another five strokes then he pulled out. I closed my eyes and felt stream after stream of cum splatter on my face. It just seemed endless, he was grunting and groaning and I could feel it in my hair, on my eyes, cheeks, chin, forehead and even on my tits.