by CELENE CAREY
Luther was an attractive at twenty seven. He was well built and masculine. Everything about him was perfect starting from his appearance to his body. He was a woman’s dream and a lot of ladies envied Connie.
“How are you doing?” he asked in a gentle tone as he kissed her gently on her lips.
“I’m doing fine, I only missed you.” She removed her glasses and placed them on the table beside the bed. He was fairly tall even with her heels on. He watched her with just his boxer on as she tossed her heels aside.
“I must admit that you look astonishing. Leave your heels on.” He requested.
She glared at him. She gently removed her dress revealing her sexy body. Her breasts heaved up and down as she put her heels back on. She loved when he got like that; it always got into something special. She slowly reached behind and unhooked her bra. She let the strap fall off her shoulder before she tossed it to him.
He caught it and twirled it around his head like a trophy. She hooked her thumbs into the top of her panty and slowly lowers them over her hips. They drop silently on the floor as she stepped out of them. He walked straight to her staring into her eyes. His eyes dropped taking in every inch of her body.
She could feel her heart pound as her temperature rose.
“Are you going to fuck the shit out of me or just stand there and admire the view.” She snarled angrily at him. He leaned and kissed her with tenderness.
“Have a seat on the table.” He said.
Curiosity rose in her as she did exactly what he said. He turned and she saw what was in his hand. “Oh, I love ice cream.” She said with excitement. A broad grin lit up his face as he scoops it and throws it at her. She gasps as the cold ice cream hit her breasts.
“Fuck!” she cries as the coldness echoes through her and her body heat causing it to melt immediately. He ran a finger up to her stomach and between her breasts. He took his finger out and ran it on her lips. She opened her mouth and took his finger in, her tongue licking it off. Slowly he took it out and leaned down to kiss her.
She shuddered as the ice cream ran down her tummy. He scooped some more and massaged it around her breasts. This made her drew her breath in and caused her nipples to harden. He tweaked both nipples until they were stiff and proud. She put her hand on the table as he lowered his head. His tongue ran over her flesh as he kissed it clean.
She threw her head back and began to moan as his tongue twirled over her nipples. One hand massaged her breasts while his mouth sucked and his tongue danced on her nipples. She felt the heat build between her thighs as he played like a maestro.
She reclined on her elbows and surrendered herself to his appetite. His tongue licked from her breast to stomach. His hands roamed, she couldn’t help but squeal with childish laughter.
“Sounds like you are having a blast.” She heard him mumble, his face buried in her abdomen.
“Ooh yeah,” is all she could manage to respond with. She felt his hand went between her legs, she laid back on the table in anticipation. Her glasses fell on the floor. He let his fingers explore and feel how aroused she was.
She cried out in shock as a cold burst of ice cream hits her between her legs.
“Holy Molly,” she screamed.
He slowly slid his fingers all the length to her pussy, taking the ice cream with him. She shook as the chills coursed through her. She felt and heard the squelches his hand made. She was all wet and wondered how much was the ice cream and how much was her own juice.
She heard him pull up a chair and was sitting down.
“Hope you don’t mind but I prefer dining while sitting down.” He said
He used his thumbs to separate her labia and licked her pussy. Long, slow and pleasurable licks twirled with his tongue drove her nuts. His teeth bit her inner thighs gently.
“You’re so yummy my ice cream lady.” He said before resuming his feast. He stopped to remove his boxer. He kissed her passionately and slowly. His hand finally releases hers as he went lower. She ran her fingers through his hair. She felt her heart race as their tongues entwined as their bodies did. His fingers slowly teased their way down to her stomach and rested themselves on her inner thighs. She raised her head and nibbled his lower lip.
She felt him position himself, the head of his dick ready to invade. She looked at him, his hands gripped her legs. He moved the chair with his leg. She shifted slightly, her wet pussy pushed against his dick and she felt it jump a bit. He plunged fully into her, no matter how many times they fucked, screw, made love; she will never get tired of that first delicious thrust. He started with a slow rhythm, deep thrusts.
“Oh yeah, yeah,” she moaned softly. “fuck me harder.” She cried as he sped up.
She surrendered to a series of almighty orgasms. Her vaginal muscles gripped his cock as he pumped.
He grabbed her ankles and put each one over his shoulder. She gasped as he pressed hard on her clit, triggering a small orgasm. He leaned forward, grinding against her. He straightens up and prepared himself for his final release. He shut his eyes for concentration. His pumping increases as he groaned. They both went silent for a while.
“Hey, hey wake up!” she felt strange. The darkness in her eyes cleared up and she saw him. He was stroking her hair.
“Welcome back,” he said.
He moved away as she stood up. Her back ached. She looked him in the eye as she dropped on the bed.
“This is amazing, you and me, without any interruptions from anyone.”
He wiped his face as he went to the bathroom. This was not like him. After making love Luther was always in a mood to let her in on what happened during the week but today he looked so distant.
He looked himself in the mirror wondering how to tell her that he was sleeping with her mother too. Luther had been sneaking around with Connie’s mother for months now. He was tired of it and wanted it to stop. He never felt anything for Connie when they started dating but now he feels so attached and in love with her, that’s why he wanted to tell her the truth. He walked slowly out of the bathroom to her.
“Is something wrong? She asked. “Don’t tell me that you want to leave right now, we haven’t had fun yet. This is just starting.”
“No, I’m not leaving. I have a confession to make.” He ran his hand through his hair.
“Oh my, you want to tell me how you want to marry me.” She giggled.
“This is serious, I did something horrible.”
“What can it be? You are now scaring me.”
“I’m ashamed to say this, but I might have been involved with another woman.”
She kept silent and looked at him with shock. He waited for her to say something but she only stared at him.
“Who is this whore you cheated on me with?” she asked furiously.
“Why do you wanna know?” he said defensively.
“You don’t answer a question with another question, you lying son of a bitch.” She rose from the bed and stood up while facing him. Her eyes were full of hate and regret.
“Honey, I’ve always loved you and this was a mistake that will never happen.” He pleaded.
“Who is the fucking whore,” she yelled. “I gave several months of my life and this is how you repay me? At least have the audacity to tell me who she is.”
“It was nothing and she meant nothing to me.” He defended himself.
“You confess to fucking some bimbo and say it was nothing. You are such a piece of shit.” She slapped him on the face and started dressing. Her day was ruined by this; she wanted to get away from him and all this.
“I’m sorry Babe.” He held her by the waist from behind.
“It’s too late for that now.” She grabbed her purse ready to leave. Before she could open the door, Luther shouted.
“It was your mother.”
She stopped and turned to look at him. Everything went pitch black as she felt sick to the stomach. She didn’t know what to do, she became weak.
“When did you s
tart seeing her,” suddenly her tone was now low.
“A couple of months ago.”
“Are you still seeing her?” she asked curiously.
“No.”
“I don’t believe you. Why don’t you be honest with me?”
“I told you because I love you. Let’s do this, when she calls me, I’ll let you know so we can stop her.” This idea sounded so good to her since she wanted revenge and also to make her mother stop her indiscretion. She agreed to this plan.
. CHAPTER TWO
Rebecca loved her lakeside lodge for her sex escapades. She roamed in the living room with her red lingerie on as she sipped a glass of white wine. She had called Luther to meet her there. This was their love nest. She paced up and down in the room as she waited. She couldn’t handle the fact that Luther had dumped her for Connie, she had to make it up to him. She wanted him back and would do anything to keep him.
She saw the lights of a car pull up at the parking lot. She knew Luther would never disappoint her. She had lied to him that she wanted to say goodbye because she was leaving for good and will never get between him and Connie. She was sexy and beautiful at forty-four and knew her charms will work on him. No man has ever rejected her. Being a successful actress, she had fans younger than her age that would do anything to get her in bed.
She peeped outside and saw Luther on the phone. He looked serious. He’s probably on the phone with my daughter, she thought. The door opened and Luther walked in. she licked her red lips at the sight of him.
“You said you were leaving, I don’t think you are leaving dressed that way?” he asked.
“Don’t worry I said that to make you come and see me.” She moved closer to him. She ran her finger on his chest as she kissed him gently on the lips. He felt uneasy like he didn’t know her.
“Why the sudden change of heart?” she asked curiously.
“I’m not here to play your little games; can you tell me why you called me?”
“The usual my love, I’ve missed you.” She started to unhook her bra but the door opened. It was Connie. She was shocked to see her daughter standing there.
“How dare you call my daughter?”
“I’m the one who should ask questions mother,” Connie interjected.
She moved closer and slapped Rebecca hard on the face. She wiped what appeared to be blood and slapped her back. Luther stood there without knowing what to do. They both wrestled to the kitchen and Luther followed them. When he reached there, Rebecca was holding a knife. He got between them but Connie was fast enough to approach her mother. They both wrestled for the knife and as Luther was trying to separate them, they both let go of the knife and it stabbed him in the chest.
“What have you done?” Connie asked. She was shaking and mad she was going to lose the love of her life. She held Luther by the head. “Hold on Babe, just hang in there, I still need you.”
“I didn’t do anything it was you who stabbed him to death.” Rebecca covered her mouth with her hand.
“Go call the paramedics.” She yelled. Rebecca stormed out of the kitchen. Her world was spinning around; she was confused and didn’t know where the phone was.
Luther looked at Connie as he closed his eyes and mumbled a few words. “I love you Connie.” He closed his eyes and stopped breathing instantly. Connie sobbed slowly. She had to think fast, the police would be arriving any time soon.
She took her handkerchief and wiped the knife clean as she rested his head on the floor.
CHAPTER THREE
The sound of the siren made them both afraid. The silence between them was awkward. Connie hated her mother for getting involved with her boyfriend, now Luther was dead and she had no one else. All she wanted was to get this over with. She juggled between telling the cops the truth that it was an accident or to lie her way out. She was young and still had a life ahead of her.
The paramedics pulled over, it was too late. Luther was already dead. Connie cried as she saw the police car stopped next to the ambulance. She ran and hugged the officer who was coming out of the car.
“Miss, we have to check the crime scene first.” The officer said as he stopped her in her tracks. Three officers went in the house and two others went to the ambulance.
“Anything you might have seen or noticed about the victim?” the officer asked one of the paramedics.
“He was stabbed to death,” he handed him the bag which contained the knife.
“We will need to run some prints on the knife. The officers went to the house to see the scene. Everything was scattered all over the kitchen. Connie and her mother were outside waiting to be interrogated.
“Connie my darling, you know what happened was an accident and we are both to blame for it.” Rebecca said.
“I don’t know what happened.” Connie answered
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know what happened, that’s all.”
“You know both our prints are on that knife.”
“How sure are you mine’s on the knife?” she looked away.
“You planned all this thing to get back at me, you planned to meet Luther her, didn’t you?”
“Yes mum and it worked out so fine except for the death part that was not supposed to happen.”
“You will pay for this.” She swore. The policemen approached them. Rebecca was shaking, how could she be so stupid to trust her daughter.
“Ladies, let’s go to the station to take your statement.
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The police interrogated them individually. Rebecca was all shaken up after finding out what her daughter was up to. She had already called the family lawyer but it was hard for her to get away with this. Her prints were all over the knife and this guy was her daughter’s boyfriend. She tried to sink it all in.
Connie smiled at her mother as she got in one of the police cars. She was shocked to know she was already leaving like nothing happened.
“Why is my daughter leaving?” she asked one of the officers.
“She’s free to go home Ma’am.”
“That means I’m also free to go.”
“No, you’ll be detained here for some time until everything is cleared.”
“What do you mean?”
“Your daughter gave her statement of what happened. She was the only witness to the crime. We are only waiting for the lab results, and then we’ll free you if we don’t find anything on the knife.”
She cupped her hands on her face and cursed her daughter silently. The press van arrived outside the police station just after Connie left. This was a very nice scoop for the media.
I’m doomed. She said to herself. I’ve lost everything, my career, life and all thanks to my daughter. The media crew peeped through the window while taking photos of her. She tried to hide her face. All was lost for nothing.
BOOK 34
TOO BIG
STRETCHED Me So Deep
FILLED Inside Me So Hard
SQUIRTING Non-stop
Bang by Well Hung Men & Fisting
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HE’S TOO BIG, TOO THICK, PERFECT
Once I had fantasized about fucking my bedpost. My bedposts are slender polished rods, made of wood and have a smooth sphere shaping ball at the head and three ball shapes under them. I had bought the XXL magnum condom to try and sit on it but I knew my hole wasn’t ready for such deep stretching.
Stretching my pussy has always been a fantasy of mine. Just thinking about the feel of being stretched by a fourteen inches long and thick black rubber dildo with real life-like veins raised and ripping down the side makes my pussy cream. What I didn’t know was a real life big cock rammed in deep into my pussy until my hole was suffocating would make me squirt. And squirt so fucking hard. As the warm squirt leaked out my pussy and spilled splashingly on the bathroom floor, my knees got weak and trembling and my body kept declining towards the tile the more I shook even though I was fighting to stand. As soon as I got my feet together with enough energy to stand but thighs still slightly trembling, I stood and quickly spun around to face him, rest my palm on his skull and forced his matured face down, stuffed my trickling of my squirty pussy in his face, in his mouth, let him lick out the remainder of my squirt out the warm canal of my yawping pussy with his tongue.
This was new and I was letting loose. I had never had a huge cock in me before. My boyfriend, Michayle was about seven inches and he was my only lover ever. I was worrying about being stretched by a cock or by a toy bigger than his cock was and he would notice the physical change in my pussy and consider it loose.