My Wimp Neighbor’s Wife

    Warren was a nice, short, Jewish guy with a kind of whiny voice, one of these guys with no chin and no shoulders.  He was very soft spoken, I don’t think the guy had ever stood up for anything in his life.  His wife Ellen was similar; short, petite, soft-spoken, and curvy.  They were both likable, and we became friends as soon as I moved into the neighborhood next to them.


    We began hanging out on a regular basis, and though Warren and I were friendly I always picked on him about things.  He was easy to make fun of, and didn’t get upset about it at all, usually just smiling and looking down.  Ellen always chuckled, but also never got upset about me picking on her husband.  Over time my jibes got more personal, but their reactions never changed.


    One Friday evening I was at their place hanging out, and picking on Warren like normal.  I realized that I’d overstayed my welcome, but neither of them had enough spine to tell me to go home.  As it became more obvious they wanted me to leave I took more joy in not giving them the opportunity to directly tell me to go.  Finally I asked, “Do you two want me to go?”


    They both looked ashamed, neither of them said anything, but Warren nodded his head slightly.  It dawned on me why they wanted me to leave, their ashamed demeanor said it all, so I asked, “Am I interrupting your date night?"  Warren only looked down at his lap, Ellen turned a bright shade of red and looked away.


    "Oh my god”, I feigned surprise and innocence.  “You two are going to go fuck once I leave?"  This time Warren blushed and looked away, Ellen’s embarrassment continued to turn her pale skin red.  "Boy, you two are naughty”, I teased.


    At this point I was enjoying their embarrassment and decided to see how far I could push things.  “So Warren”, I looked straight at him, “Do you ever pull your wife’s hair?"  There as no answer from either of them, "Do you spank her ass?"  Ellen turned completely away, using her mousy brown hair to hide her face, her husband only squirmed uncomfortably.


    "You have spanked her ass then?”, I prodded Warren but he had clammed up.  Turning to Ellen I asked, “Did Warren spank you?"  She turned back to look at me, obviously in shock at my boldness.  "Was it while he was fucking you from behind?"  Ellen’s mouth dropped open.


    "No”, she squeaked.


    “Oh Warren, you bad man”, I kept my attention on Ellen.  “Obviously your wife didn’t enjoy it.  You don’t seem very adventurous, maybe I should show you how it’s done."  This time Ellen squirmed.


    I stood up, "Here Warren, I’ll show you how to pull a woman’s hair."  They both watched me walk across the room to where Ellen was sitting, neither of them moved to stop me or made any protest.  So I slid a hand up her back, brushing her neck with my finger tips, and then up her scalp letting her hair run through my fingers.  Ellen closed her eyes, I closed my hand into a fist with a handful of her hair in my firm grasp, and then I pulled down causing her head to tilt back.


    A slight moan escaped as her mouth fell open in response.  I pulled a bit more causing her mouth to open further, and her breath to catch.  Ellen was wearing a white button up shirt, the top few buttons were undone, and from where I was standing I had a good view down her shirt at her black, lace covered cleavage.  Her chest heaved as her breathing was getting deeper, and I was somewhat surprised to notice that she had rather large breasts for her frame.


    "I think she likes it Warren”, I was enjoying teasing him, but I was also enjoying watching her breasts.  No one responded, so I turned Ellen’s face to mine asked, “Do you like that?"  As an answer she only moaned, her eyes flitted open slightly and she looked at me.  "See Warren?  If you do it right, women really like it.”


    “You look like you need a good kiss”, I said to Ellen.  That made Warren look up at us, but he didn’t say anything.  With my hand still in her hair I pushed her face to mine and kissed her, shoving my tongue in her mouth.  At first she didn’t react, but then her tongue started dancing with mine.  After a minute I broke off the kiss we both enjoyed.


    Warren was watching us now, but still not saying anything.  I decided I wanted a better look at Ellen’s cleavage, so I said, “Know what else women like Warren?  Being told what to do.  Ellen, unbutton your shirt for me, let me see your bra.”


    I let go of her hair and she looked down at her chest.  Hesitantly she unbuttoned her shirt, one after the other, until her shirt hung open.  Ellen didn’t move after that, just let her hands rest on her lap, still looking down at her bare stomach.  She had a beautiful body, but I wanted to see more.


    “Women enjoy things like this”, stepping in front of her I grabbed her shirt with both hands and roughly forced it over her shoulders and behind her back.  The position did two things, it exposed her entire chest and trapped her arms at her side.  She was wearing a sexy bra that was part lace and part satin, it was semi-see through in the front, obviously special for date night.  Her nipples were hard as rocks and pushing against the fabric.


    Her pale skin was reddened with embarrassment, all the way from her cheeks to her chest, her breathes were deeper and it was causing her breasts to rise and fall quite noticeably.  “You look so hot”, I complimented her, “Bet those tits are great to fuck."  Ellen’s head shot to the side, completely avoiding looking at me, but her husband’s eyes zeroed in on her breasts.


    "Just like this”, I said taking two handfuls of her tits and squeezing them up and together forming a shelf of cleavage.  While my hands were there I took a moment to rub her nipples with my thumbs.


    “You shouldn’t do that”, Warren’s voice was barely more than a whisper.


    “Looks like she enjoys it”, I responded by pointing out how hard Ellen’s nipples were.  To push the point home I pinched them through the fabric.  Instinctively she drew in a sharp breath and moaned as her body responded.  “I think your wife likes having a man take charge of her."  Taking a step back from her, in my most commanding voice I told Ellen, "Take off your skirt, let me see if your panties match your bra.”


    Warren shifted uncomfortably, I was losing count of how many times he’d squirmed.  Unsurprisingly though his wife sat still for a few moments, thinking about what to do, before standing up from her seat.  As she stood, she let the shirt fall from her arms, and tenderly moved her hands to her waist.


    She was wearing a long, brown skirt that was a very conservative style, when she was standing her feet couldn’t even be seen.  Slowly she slid down the zipper on the back of the skirt.  I wasn’t sure why she was moving slowly, maybe because she couldn’t believe what she was doing or perhaps she was afraid of what her husband was thinking.


    Ellen hadn’t made eye contact with her husband since I’d pulled her hair, and now she was actively turned away from him, she couldn’t see him staring at her.  The zipper was completely undone and she opened her hands letting the skirt fall away.  It crumpled on the ground around her feet, like a sash around the base of a Christmas tree.  She was wearing black satin panties that matched her bra, very pretty, but a conservative style.  Surprising to me though, she was also wearing black, thigh high stockings.


    Nervous, Ellen rocked forward and stood up on her toes.  The position made her legs look fantastic.  Though I was standing in front of her, and she didn’t look me in the face, I got the feeling that she wanted to know what I thought of her body.  Honestly it was nothing amazing, she wasn’t a model, but she was well proportioned and certainly attractive.


    “Look at how beautiful you are”, she shifted a bit and brought her hands up to cover herself.  “Those panties.  That bra”, I pointed as I called them out, “Those stockings.  They’re so sexy on you, so hot.”


    Ellen blushed more deeply than she already was, but she looked at my face to see if I was serious.  Satisfied that I was telling the truth she said, “Thanks”, in that small voice of hers.


    Her husband was riveted, unable to take his eyes off his wife’s ass, and I could see his hard-on pushing against his jeans.  I took the time to compliment every part of her body, from hair to stocking covered feet, walking around her as I did.  Each time I told her how attractive she was her smile got bigger.


    Since I had the opportunity, I let my hands roam over her body as I circled her.  First her shoulders and neck, then her stomach and back, and finally her ass.  There was less squirming now, from both of them, though she still tried to cover herself with her hands.  Deciding that wasn’t acceptable I ordered her, “Ellen, stop covering yourself, either leave your hands at your sides or put them on the top of your head.”


    She let her hands drop to her side and I noticed there was a small wet spot on the front of her panties.  Smiling I told her to turn around, “So your husband can see."  Ellen turned, still not looking her husband in the face, but kept her hands at her side not even trying to cover herself.  "See that wet spot Warren?”, I pointed.  “That means her pussy’s wet.  So wet that it’s dripping.”


    Warren looked at his wife’s panties and the wet spot that was slowly getting larger.  “Do you think I did that?”, teasing him again trying to get any reaction.  He didn’t respond, so I asked his wife, “Do I make you wet?"  Ellen nodded in response.  "Let’s see if I can make that wet spot bigger.”


    With one move I swept her up into my arms and carried her upstairs to the bedroom.  Warren followed, but I’m not sure he wanted to.  Stepping inside the bedroom, I turned the lights on and threw Ellen down onto the bed.  She squeaked at me, “We always leave the lights off.”


    “Not tonight, the lights are going to be on.  How else am I supposed to tell if you get more wet?  By feel?”, I ran a hand up her leg to her thigh.  She blushed again, turning her head into the bed.  “By taste?"  Her head shot back and she looked at me, not sure if I was serious or not.


    As Warren slinked into the bedroom I grabbed his wife by the hips and roughly rolled her onto her stomach, her ass in the air.  Looking at him I teased, "Why don’t you spank her ass?"  His only response was to look down and away.  "Fine, sit and I’ll show you how it’s done.”


    He slumped on the floor against the dresser, looking at the lewd position his wife was in on the bed.  Ellen started to push herself up off the bed so I roughly forced her head back down.  Then I grabbed a handful of her hair, right against the scalp like before, and growled, “You stay in this position until I’m done with you.  Don’t move unless I move you.”


    “Yes…”, she breathed.


    Keeping a firm grip on her hair I pulled her head back making her eyes close and her mouth open again.  Using my other I spread her legs apart so the growing wet spot was visible, then I moved my hand to her pantie covered ass, rubbing it gently and softly.  I brought my hand up, and then down swiftly onto her ass with a loud smack.


    “Ah!”, she yelped breathlessly as her body jumped forward, as much as she could against my grip on her hair.


    “Do you like that?”, I asked her.


    “Yes”, the word barely escaped her upturned lips.


    “Louder, so your husband can hear.”


    “Yes”, she said louder.


    “Tell him what you like.”


    Without opening her eyes or even trying to pull away from me she said, “I like having my hair pulled and being spanked.”


    I ran my hand over her ass, before spanking her again.  Again she jumped and yelped, but it was obvious that she enjoyed it.  “See Warren, that’s how you spank a woman."  He was still slumped on the floor, against the dresser, one hand on the floor and one in his lap busy rubbing his hard-on through his jeans.  "Look, your husband has a hard-on”, I turned her head in his direction but she didn’t open her eyes.


    Warren self-consciously stopped rubbing himself and tried to pretend he hadn’t been doing it.  “It’s okay”, I told him, “My cock is hard too."  To make the point I put Ellen’s hand on my dick so she could feel it through my pants, she didn’t pull her hand away, but she wasn’t doing anything with it either.  "It’s okay, you can rub my cock Ellen, make me feel good.”


    She started moving her hand back and forth just a bit, she wasn’t pressing hard or grabbing, just sort of feeling it beneath the cloth.  Her husband had looked back up at us, so I teased him some more, “Look at this buddy, I think your wife likes my cock.  Do you like it?”, I asked her.


    “Yes”, she breathed.


    “Do you like making dicks hard?”


    “Yes”, again she sounded breathless, “I like making your dick hard.”


    I’d never heard her talk like that, and from the look on her husband’s face neither had he.  Letting go of her hair I put both hands on her ass, rubbing it softly as she continued to rub me.  “What do you think, is she wetter now?"  The dark spot on her panties was certainly larger.  I slipped one hand down over the surface of her panties, certain to rub her pussy lips and clit through the fabric as I did.  Ellen moaned and tensed up for a moment, gripping my dick hard, before going back to slowly rubbing me.


    My fingers came away wet with her juice, I brought them up to my mouth and sucked them in.  "Are you wet?”, I asked her.


    “Yes, I’m wet”, she replied.


    “Why are you so wet?”, she didn’t answer.  “Do you like having a man in charge?  Having a hard cock in your hand?”


    “Yes”, she paused, “It makes my pussy wet."  Again her husband’s face betrayed his surprise, but she kept her eyes closed and head down on the bed.


    "How does my cock feel?”, I asked her, “Is it bigger than his?"  She paused, her hand stopped moving, and it was obvious that she was too shy to actually answer.  "Well, there’s only one way to really know.  Warren, whip your dick out and show your wife how hard it is.”


    At first he didn’t move, it was obvious that he was not only uncomfortable sitting with his dick crammed into the corner of his jeans, but also whipping it out in front of me.  Then his hands slowly unzipped and removed his pants.  Sitting in his tight, white briefs he looked kind of ridiculous, but he looked more ridiculous when he flexed the elastic and poked his dick through the opening in the front.  It wasn’t large, just average length and a bit thin.


    Ellen looked, even smiled, but I think she was more amused than pleased.  “Alright, let’s see if mine is bigger.  Take my cock out Ellen”, I looked down at her.  She lifted up onto her elbows and knees, reached to my zipper and slowly unzipped my pants.  With a tug she took my pants down leaving my cock bulging in my boxers.  For a moment she just stared, then put a hand gingerly on it feeling it through the fabric and licked her lips.


    Then she got enthusiastic, like she was tearing open a Christmas present, and as fast as she could she whipped my boxers down.  The motion was so fast it caused my dick to bounce, which made her smile.  Again she stared at it, like she wasn’t sure what to do with it.  When it stopped bouncing she reached out and wrapped a hand around it.  She cooed softly and said, “It’s warm.”


    “Do you think it’s bigger than his?"  It was a rhetorical question at this point, with both our dicks on display in the light it was easy to tell that mine was longer and thicker.


    "Definitely”, she whispered in awe.  On auto-pilot her hand started sliding up and down my shaft, she watched like she was unable to believe what she was doing.


    It felt great, and I was ready to take this all the way, so I decided to see if I could convince Ellen to go that far.  “Time for you to get naked”, I told her.  Her hand stopped and she looked up at me with a look of worry, trying to determine if I was serious or not.  When she’d convinced herself that I was, she let go of me, slid off the bed, and stood facing away from me and her husband.  For a long moment she didn’t move.


    Finally her hands shot up behind her back to the clasp of her bra.  “Too fast”, I stopped her.  “Since you’re turned away and teasing us, do a strip tease."  Ellen’s only response was to slightly turn her head in my direction.  Guessing that she didn’t know how, I gave her some instructions, "Take your bra off as slow as you can, keep it covering your breasts for as long as possible, give us peaks but don’t show us, and wiggle your hips while you do it, pretend you’re dancing.  When your bra is off, use your hands to cover yourself, cup your breasts and squeeze them together, and play with your nipples.”


    Ellen tried her best, it was obvious she had no experience.  She wiggled a bit, tried moving her legs, slowly undid the clasp on her bra, held it in place with her hands for quite a while, and eventually turned to face me and Warren.  Her eyes fixed on her husband’s erection, sticking up from his lap and twitching slightly.  For a moment I thought she was done, that she wouldn’t go any farther, but then her gaze fell on my hard cock hanging in front of me.  A hint of her tongue appeared between her lips and she let her hands fall, dropping the bra to the floor.


    Keeping her focus on my cock, she brought her hands back up and started playing with her tits, swaying her hips more than before.  As she pinched her nipples I complimented her body again, telling her how beautiful her breasts were, causing her to smile in response.  I motioned toward her panties, “Now those.”


    This time she didn’t need direction and there was no hesitation.  Ellen turned a little circle while swaying her hips.  As she finished the turn, facing us again, she raised her arms over her head and shook her chest from side to side trying to imitate a belly dance.  It was more amusing than sexy, which caused me to smile, but she took that as a sign I enjoyed it and smiled back before doing it again.  The second time with more fervor and it caused her tits to wag back and forth, which was kind of sexy.


    She hooked her thumbs inside the waist of her panties, and while swaying, slid one side down her hip before pulling it back up.  Doing the same with the other side, she then turned away before sliding both sides down at the same time to expose her bare ass.  Finally she bent over slightly and pushed her stained panties down past her ankles and off her feet.


    I was able to get a small glimpse of her pussy before she stood back up straight and turned around to face us.  Again she put her hands over her head and did a hip shake.  Warren was practically drooling on himself, oblivious to everything but his naked wife, but I had been paying attention to everything.  Occasionally he would touch himself, barely getting a hand around his dick before pulling his hand away.  It was clear he was on the verge of cumming and I decided to show him just how much he’d lost control of things.


    “Ellen, look at your husband’s dick."  Though she didn’t want to look at her husband, she did as she was told.  "You said you liked hard dicks, touch his like you did mine."  They both blushed, but she knelt down in front of him and reach a hand out and wrapped it around his shaft.  His breathing quickened the closer she got, his dick was practically purple he was so ready to burst.  She only had to give him two pumps before he started spurting.


    His spunk landed on his shirt, his chin, his briefs, his hands and arms.  A small amount got on Ellen’s hand, but she wiped that off with his shirt as he finished.  She stood back up and I said, "See what a turn on you are?  You’re so hot.  Look at my cock."  I stepped to her, put my hands on her hips, spun us toward the bed, and shoved her causing her to fall onto her back on the bed.  "Did you enjoy making your husband cum?”


    “Yes”, she whispered.


    “Was it satisfying?  Do you feel satisfied?”


    “No”, barely a whisper.


    “I don’t think your husband heard that.  Say it louder.”


    “No”, it was clear this time, “I’m not satisfied.”


    “You’re still wet?”, she nodded.  “You need to be fucked?  Filled with a hard dick?”


    Ellen nodded and said, “I need to be fucked by a hard dick."  Warren was trying to clean himself off, but his dick was already limp and didn’t show signs of starting up again.


    I stood over her as she lay on the bed, grabbing her ankles I pulled her legs up and apart exposing her pussy to me.  The position gave her husband a perfect view.  Putting her ankles on my shoulders I slid my hands down her legs, inching closer to her dripping snatch.  He watched in disbelief, she held her breath in anticipation.


    When my hands arrived I started slow circles with a thumb around her clit, while two fingers parted her lips making an opening for a third finger to slip inside her.  Ellen let out a moan and shivered, her husband groaned and dropped his head.  She was so wet I easily slipped a second finger inside her while continuing to tease her clit, all causing her to moan a bit louder.  I waited until her head dropped back and her eyes closed, then I pulled my fingers out of her.


    As her head shot back up, to see what I was doing, I rubbed those fingers up and down the length of my dick getting it slick with her juice.  Her eyes got wide watching me, but they nearly jumped out of her face when I ran the head of my dick up and down her pussy.  She moaned again as my tip spread her lips sliding up, rubbed against her clit, and then slid back down.


    "Ellen”, I looked down at her spread before me, “squeeze your tits together, let me see you play with them.  With her attention focused on her breasts for the moment, I took the opportunity to surprise her, and pushed my hips forward sliding my cock into her.


    "Ah!”, she yelped and let go of her breasts in surprise.  Her ankles slipped from my shoulders as her body jumped away from me instinctively.  I grabbed her ankles, pulled her legs apart, and pushed myself the rest of the way in.  “Oh God!  You’re too big.”


    “Sounds like your wife doesn’t like the size of my dick Warren."  He was watching us now, but was limp as a rag.  "Think I should take it out?"  No one answered so I slowly slid myself out until just the tip of my dick was inside his wife and held there for a moment.  "I guarantee that she’ll change her mind though”, I smiled as I slammed back into her.


    “Ah!”, Ellen let out a yell that was part pleasure and part pain.  “Oh no, please no”, she panted.  Ignoring her I kept her legs pulled wide apart and just started hammering her with my hard dick.  Each time I slammed into her, smacking our bodies together, she let out another yell.  They were slowly turning into moans of pleasure, and after a minute she was moaning almost constantly.


    She started breathing heavier, trying to hold her breath, trying not to make any noise, and then when she couldn’t stand it any longer she let out a long yell as she broke into orgasm.  “Oh!  Oh!”, her body shook, “Fuckkk…!”


    Warren’s eyes opened wide as he watched his wife cum and cuss.  Ellen’s body thrashed on the bed and she pushed herself toward me, to get me as deep as she could.  She was lost in the sensations now, her body had taken full control.  Her hips bucked up to meet my thrusts, our bodies slamming together, and the bed was shaking beneath us.


    After a minute she had another orgasm, “Oh fuck!”, she yelled as she ground her pussy against me.  Warren groaned from the floor, everything about him hung limp, but he couldn’t take his eyes off us.  I stopped moving, then when Ellen finished cumming she stopped moving.  Then with my dick still deep inside her, I rubbed her clit with my thumb again, and she immediately had another orgasm.


    “What the fuck”, Ellen said.


    “Never cum like that?”, I asked her.


    She shook her head no.  “I’ve never had more than one orgasm at a time.”


    “Well, we’re not done yet, so let’s see if we can give you a couple more.  What do you think Warren?"  He had been looking at us, but when I looked at him for an answer his head dropped.


    I pulled out of his wife, flipped her onto her stomach, and pushed up onto the bed behind her.  Roughly I grabbed her hips and shoved my cock back inside her wet cunt.  Immediately she started moaning and pushing back against me, fucking her pussy onto me doggy style.  Ellen was as aggressive as I had been, she’d been gaining confidence as her pleasure mounted.


    We spent the next half hour fucking so hard the bed slammed against the wall, Ellen was screaming more than moaning, all while Warren stayed slumped on the floor.  She had a few more orgasms, and when I was about to cum, I pulled out and blew my load all over the outside of her pussy.


    "Don’t you look pretty all covered in cum”, I said looking down at her.  “Let’s add some more.  Warren”, I turned toward him, “You want a turn buddy?"  With the help of the dresser he pulled himself to his feet and shuffled to the edge of the bed, looking at his wife laying on her back breathing heavy.


    For a minute he just looked at her, his dick getting hard.  Ellen didn’t look at him, she kept her head turned away.  "Look Ellen, his dick is hard again.  I think he likes what he sees."  Her head slide sideways so she could see her husband’s dick without having to see his face.  "Go on man, fuck her”, I pushed him forward causing him to stumble.


    Warren half landed on the bed, his dick bounced beside his wife, but his eyes were fixed on her cum covered snatch.  She reached out and grabbed his dick in her hand.  It didn’t even take a full pump, she just ran a firm grip down his shaft once, and when she hit the base he blew cum all over her face.  All three of us were surprised, but it wasn’t until her husband finished cumming that Ellen angrily said, “Get this cum off my face.  What the fuck?"  She tightened her grip on his dick, holding tight and squeezing his balls to express her anger.


    He looked around for something to use to wipe the cum, the only things in reach were the bed sheets and pillow cases.  As he reached for a pillow Ellen squeezed harder, "Don’t you dare.”


    “Wha…”, was all Warren managed to whimper through the pain.


    “Lick it off her”, I told him.  They both seemed a bit surprised.  “It’s only fair, she has tasted your cum, you should too.  Why ask your wife to do something you won’t?”


    Hesitantly he leaned toward her face, stuck out his tongue, and licked up a spot of his cum.  “Keep going”, his wife commanded keeping a firm grasp on his balls.  I stood back and watched as he kissed, licked, and sucked her face and neck until all of his cum was gone.  Ellen let him go, he stood up with a disgusted look on his face, she didn’t seem that much happier.


    “Doesn’t look like she’s all that satisfied with your performance Warren”, I teased him.  “Perhaps if you actually gave her an orgasm on your date night.”


    Looking down at his dick, which had again gone completely limp, he whispered, “I can’t”.


    “Nonsense buddy”, I put a hand on his shoulder and led him to the end of the bed.  “There’s always your tongue”, and I shoved him forward so his face fell between her legs.  Uncertainty was all over his face, it was obvious that I’d found his limit, but I knew that Ellen had more in her.  “Would you like your husband to eat your pussy?”, I asked her.


    “Yes”, she answered.  “Eat me, make me cum honey."  When he didn’t move she grabbed two handfuls of his hair and pulled his face down into her snatch, grinding herself against his face, smearing my cum around his mouth and lips.  "Use your tongue, come on.”


    After a minute she started moaning, her head back on the bed, never letting go of him.  I stepped up beside her and stuck my cock in her mouth.  Ellen looked up surprised, but started doing her best to suck me off.  She moaned, enjoying the experience of having one man eating her out while sucking on a cock.


    It didn’t take long before I was hard again, and she looked up at me in surprise.  “All clean Ellen, want to fuck again?"  She nodded and pushed her husband with her feet, practically kicking him away, almost hitting him in the face.


    "How are you hard again?  That’s amazing”, she breathed as I entered her.


    “Just wait and see what I can do with the rest of the night”, I replied.

Home Alone (1st part)

    Julie and I had been married for about nine years and she was just as beautiful as the day we got married, petite with a tight body, long brown hair, bright green eyes, pale skin, and firm D-cup breasts.  It was late Thursday evening and we were looking forward to a three day weekend at home thanks to the Monday holiday.  Our plan was to enjoy our time alone by staying shut up in the house and having a lot of sex.


    We had just finished having sex and were cuddled in bed watching some television when the power went out.  The entire bedroom went dark, my wife and I just sat there for a minute waiting to see if the lights were going to come back on, but after a while nothing was happening.  “Why don’t you go get us something to eat and drink, and I will light some candles?”, my wife asked.
    So I stumbled downstairs in the dark, still naked, and headed toward the kitchen.  I rummaged through the refrigerator grabbing some water and some snacks.  When I went to stand up I felt a pain in the back of my head and then… everything went black.


    When I came to it was dark and my head was swimming.  I wasn’t in the kitchen anymore, it looked like I was in the master bedroom but it was too dark to be sure.  It felt like I was under water, I couldn’t move and I was having trouble making out why.  I tried to call out to my wife, she had to have moved me, but there was something in my mouth, some kind of cloth and all that came out were mumbles.


    I was regaining my senses, but my confusion was mounting.  Moving was impossible because I was tied to the chair in the corner of the master bedroom, and there was some kind of cloth or gag tied into my mouth.  There was no way to tell how long I was out and I had no way to tell what time it was now.  For a while I struggled to free myself, but wasn’t making any progress.


    There was a light in the hallway, I could barely see it out of the corner of my eye, and it appeared to be moving toward the bedroom.  I couldn’t be sure, but it didn’t look like candle light.  Julie must have gotten one of the flashlights and was coming to the bedroom.  As the light got closer I could make out more of the bedroom, and I could see a figure on the bed.


    My confusion increased as I slowly made out the person on the bed, it was my wife Julie.  She was still naked and it looked like she was tied to the bed.  The sheets, blankets, and pillows were all over the place; there had obviously been a struggle.  Without the air conditioning the bedroom was getting stuffy, and I could see sweat forming on my wife’s body.


    Noise from the hallway drew my attention to the bedroom door, and when I turned to look there was a light shining in my eyes; I couldn’t see anything.  I heard a man’s voice say, “He’s awake”.  The flashlight turned from my face and focused on the bed, my naked wife was clearly visible, and as I suspected, she had been tied to the bed on her back with what looked like sheets.  There was more light coming from the hallway and I could see the man standing in the door to the bedroom.  He was a large, black man, well muscled and over six feet tall, dressed all in black with a ski mask.


    Two more men, dressed just like him, entered the master bedroom behind him, each carrying a flashlight.  It was obvious they were robbing our house.  The two new guys put their lights on me, blinding me again.


    “I think we’ve got most everything”, a second man’s voice said.


    “Lucky the power’s out”, a third man’s voice said.


    “Check this out boys”, said the first voice.  All three flashlights turned to focused on the bed, my wife laying still.


    “Nice”.


    “Sweet tits”.


    One of the lights shined back on me, I was still naked.  “Looks like we caught them fucking”, one of the men said.


    Another light landed on me, focused on my naked groin.  “With that tiny dick?”, one of the men said.  “Couldn’t have been too good huh honey?"  The light returned to my wife.  I was getting embarrassed, probably blushing red, but my wife was certainly blushing from the three strange men staring at her.


    "You want a real cock honey?”, one of the men teased.  My wife shook her head and tried to slid over on the bed, but was held in place by the sheets tying her down.


    One of the men was moving toward the bed, his hand working at his zipper.  “What the fuck are you doing?”, one of the other men asked.  “We don’t have time for this”.


    “Why not?”, the man near the bed asked.  “We searched the house, there’s no one else here, and there’s no alarm”.


    “Someone might be on their way here”, the third man said.


    The large black man stepped over to me and took the gag out of my mouth.  I screamed for help and he hit me hard right in the face.  For a minute I reeled, my head was ringing, and white flashes were clouding my vision.  “Scream again and I’ll hit you again”, he said down to me.  “Is there anyone coming to your house?”


    I responded no before I could even think.  “See, we’ve got all night”, the man by the bed said still working at his zipper.


    “Fuck that.  We’ve got all weekend”, the third guy said.  The three men chuckled and the large black man stuffed the gag back into my mouth.


    “How about it honey?”, the man by the bed asked.  “You want some of this?"  He turned his flashlight down revealing a white cock sticking out of his pants.  It was big, even half-hard it was clear that his cock would be huge once fully erect.  My wife’s eyes got big as she started at this guy’s cock, watched as he waggled it at her.  "I think she wants some boys”, the guy said.


    My wife squirmed on the bed again, trying to get out of the restraints and away from the man standing next to the bed.  She watched as the man took off his shoes, pants, and then his boxers.  I was straining against my binds, trying to get free, and the black guy beside me noticed.  He smacked me again, for a minute I lost concentration, and then pain brought me back to my senses as he tightened the sheets.


    After he finished I couldn’t move at all, and I was starting to hurt all over.  I heard the bed creak and I looked.  The guy that was naked from the waist down was climbing onto the bed trying to get between my wife’s legs, but she was keeping her knees locked together.  The other two guys went to the bed, grabbed some pillow cases, and started tying my wife’s ankles to the corners of the bed.


    When they were done they stood back and looked.  My wife’s legs were now completely spread, exposing her pussy for them all to see, the small patch of brown hair above her lips was shining in the flashlights from her sweat.  The half naked guy climbed back up onto the bed, between my wife’s legs, and put one hand right onto my wife’s exposed cunt.


    I heard my wife squeal beneath her gag, she thrashed her head back and forth, and tried to buck her hips.  The guy held on tight to my wife with one hand, rubbing her clit, one finger inside of her.  With his other hand he was jerking his cock to life, getting it hard, enjoying watching my wife try to get away.  One of the other guys used the lighter to start lighting the candles my wife had placed around the bedroom, and soon there was enough light to see without the need for the flashlights.


    “You ready for this bitch?”, the guy on the bed asked my wife.  His cock was completely erect now and it was just as huge as I thought it would be, twice the size of mine easily.  Julie looked down at it and her eyes got really big, she started screaming, but the gag in her mouth muffled it.  The guy knelt closer to my wife, lined the head of his cock up again my wife’s pussy lips, and Julie started to pull away.


    I started to yell against the gag which brought the attention of the guy closest to me.  He reached down with one of his big hands and grabbed a handful of my hair, jerked my head to the side, and growled in my ear, “You keep making noise and I’m going to beat you unconscious”.  He let go and I turned my head away from the bed, but he grabbed my hair again and forced my head so that I was looking at the bed.  “You’re going to watch this so you know that we mean business”.


    My wife was still pulling away from the guy on the bed as he tried to get his cock in her.  He and the other guy standing next to the bed were enjoying teasing her, they were laughing at her attempts to pull away.  Despite her best attempts though my wife could not dislodge the guy’s cock head from between her pussy lips.  When the guy had enough teasing he grabbed my wife’s hips, held her still, leaned forward, and using his weight buried the entire length of his huge cock in her pussy.


    Julie screamed against the gag, her head pressed back against the bed, her entire body tense.  Her hands were gripping the sheets tied around her wrists and she was pulling on them hard.  The guy began sliding his cock out of her pussy and it just kept coming and coming, the length of it was incredible.  “She’s so wet”, the guy said, “she must really need a good fucking”.  Just as the head of his cock became visible, still enveloped by my wife’s pussy lips, he slammed his whole cock back into her, their bodies making a slapping sound as they came together.


    Again my wife screamed, her entire body was tense and straining against the sheets binding her, her toes curled, it was obvious she was in pain.  I screamed against the gag, and the black guy holding my hair looked down at me.  “Of course she needs a good fucking”, he said, “look at this little limp dick bastard”.  With that he reached down and smacked my dick and balls.  It hurt so bad I almost passed out.  When I looked back up Julie was on the bed, tears coming from her eyes, and she was looking at me with pain in her eyes.


    Each time the guy would push into her, Julie would grunt hard against the gag, never once did she relax or stop pulling against her binds.  This nightmare scene played out in front of me for endless minutes before the guy fucking my wife announced he was cumming.  He pushed himself deep into my wife and I could see his balls tense up as he moaned.  My wife stayed tense as the guy pumped his cum into her pussy, the force of his thrusts causing her body to shake, which caused her tits to bounce back and forth.


    “Mmm… look at these titties”, the third guy said.  Until now he’d been standing next to the bed, just watching, but as his friend finished cumming and pulled out of my wife, he reached down and grabbed two handfuls of my Julie’s tits.  I watched helplessly as the guy massaged and played with her breasts, but when he pinched her nipples my wife jumped.  Her entire body twisted up, the guy obviously liked the reaction, so he pinched them again causing my wife to wiggle again.


    Julie pulled against the sheets that tied her to the bed.  She was trying to free herself but she couldn’t.  The guy that had just finished fucking my wife went to the bathroom where he got a towel and wiped his cock off.  Meanwhile the guy next to the bed started getting undressed.  As his pants came off I could see that he too was black, and just as well built as the guy that was guarding me, and from the way his underwear was straining it looked like his cock was already hard and just as big as the first guy’s.


    He moved to the head of the bed, right beside my wife’s face, and looking down at her he said, “You ever had black dick before?"  Julie was just staring at the huge bulge in the guy’s underwear, her eyes wide with fear, and when she didn’t answer the guy motioned to the guy standing next to me.  I looked up in time to see his fist coming toward me, and then with a loud smack I was hit again.


    "Whenever we ask a question, you answer, or your hubby over there gets more pain.  You understand?"  I heard the man talking to my wife through a haze, but clearly enough, I saw my wife nod.  "Good.  Now, have you ever had a black dick before?”, he asked my wife again.  I knew my wife hadn’t, she’s only dated three guys before me in college and I knew two of them.


    Julie nodded her head at the man.  Surprise mingled with my fear and pain, surely she was just telling a lie to placate them.  “Good, was it as big as mine?"  This time my wife shook her head.  "Then I’ll let you have a closer look before I stick it in you”, he said.  And with that he shoved his underwear down to the floor.  His cock was long and thick, dark all over, with a darker head.  It was just slightly bigger than the first guy’s.  My wife just looked at it in shock as he held it inches away from her face.  She was so surprised by it that she wasn’t even trying to get away.  Like me, she could only stare.


    And then he moved to the foot of the bed and climbed up between my wife’s legs.  Julie tried to climb higher on the bed, to get as much distance between her and the monster cock moving toward her, but there was nowhere for her to go.  The guy grabbed one of my wife’s tits and squeezed it causing Julie to twitch again, while her ran his other hand up and down the length of his shaft.  “You want me to fuck you with this?”, he asked my wife holding his cock up triumphantly.  Julie shook her head violently.


    The guy beside me slammed his fist into my gut.  It knocked the wind out of me, and I was having trouble breathing with the gag in my mouth.  I was afraid that I would black out from the pain and lack of air, but I managed to stay conscious.  “Every time you give an answer we don’t like, we’ll hurt your husband”, the guy said to my wife.  Julie was looking at me with tears in her eyes again.


    “Now, do you want me to fuck you with this big black dick?”, he asked my wife while still holding his cock up for her to see.  Slowly Julie nodded at him, it was just a small nod, but when she thought it might not be enough she gave a bigger nod.  “That’s what I thought”, the man said to my wife.  He moved himself right up between Julie’s spread legs and laid his cock on her stomach.  The contrast between the dark color of his dick and the paleness of my wife’s skin was amazing, almost as amazing as how big his dick was.


    For a minute he held his cock against my wife’s clit and just rubbing it back and forth in slow strokes, obviously enjoying teasing my wife.  Julie wasn’t moving at all, just laying there under the watchful eyes of me and the three strangers.  Then, the guy moved his cock to my wife’s pussy and slowly began to penetrate her.  As he pushed into her Julie grunted through the gag, but she didn’t move.  And then, after what seemed like minutes, the last of his cock disappeared into Julie’s gaping cunt.  For a minute they just stayed like that, him completely buried inside of her, and her held tight to the bed by the weight of his body and the sheets she was tied up with.


    Just as I thought the pain was subsiding for my wife, the guy started pumping his cock in and out of her.  He held himself above her, pounding his cock down into my poor wife, his huge cock stretching my wife’s pussy as far as it could go.  The guy was moaning with each stroke, smacking his body down against my wife, and Julie was grunting each time he would pull out and slam back in.  I could only imagine how much pain she was in, the force of his fucking causing her tits to bounce and her body to come up off the bed.


    As he got close to cumming his pace increased, and he was pulling almost all the way out before slamming his huge, black dick back down into my wife’s forcefully spread pussy.  And then he came.  The guy let out a half-grunt, half-yell as he pushed down into Julie, all of his cock inside of her.  Julie was grunting in pain, but still the guy held himself deep in her cunt as he emptied his load.


    Julie’s body started twitching and I feared something was wrong with her.  She had been breathing heavily and grunting in pain, I feared she might be suffocating, and her body had been tense the whole time.  Helplessly I watched as she was held in place under this stranger while impaled on his cock.  Finally the man relaxed and a few seconds later my wife’s body stopped twitching.  “Damn this pussy is tight”, the guy said, “and I think she just came”.


    There was no way that was true, my wife couldn’t have gotten off from being raped.  But as the strangers began to chuckle and I started to replay my wife’s motions in my head I knew it was true.  I knew Julie too well, she had just cum as a stranger raped her, in our own bed.  “Well honey”, the guy addressed my wife, “Did you just cum on my big, black dick?"  Julie nodded shyly.  "See, told you”, he said to his friends.


    “I think she’s starting to like this”, the black guy that had been guarding me said.  “Let’s see how she likes me”.  The first guy to fuck my wife handed a towel to the guy climbing off the bed.  Meanwhile the big black guy next to me was undressing.


    He took off his shirt, pants, socks and shoes like the other guys, and then removed his ski mask.  “What are you doing?”, one of his friends asked.
    “It’s dark, they ain’t gonna see well enough”, the big black guy retorted.  “And besides, once I give this pussy a few more orgasms, she won’t want us to leave much less tell anybody”.


    Again the three strangers chuckled.  The big black guy moved to the bed, wearing only a pair of boxers, and looked down at my wife.  “You want me to remove the gag?”, he asked Julie.  She nodded in response.  “I will, but if you start screaming for help I’m going to shove it down your throat and then we’re all going to beat your husband unconscious.  Understand?"  Again Julie nodded.


    The guy reached down and untied the cloth and removed it from my wife’s mouth.  Julie immediately took a deep breath.  For a minute the guy let her lay there and just breathe.  Finally he asked her, "Now, do you want to see my dick?"  My wife nodded but was interrupted by the man, "You ain’t got no gag anymore.  You can talk”.


    “Yes”, my wife whispered.


    “Yes what?”, the guy asked.


    “Yes…”, my wife searched for the right thing to say.  “I want to see your dick”, she finished.  The guy smiled down at Julie and then turned toward me, his back now to my wife, and then he removed his boxers.


    I got to see his hard dick first, and it was the same length as the cocks of the other black guy but it was noticeably thicker.  His smile widened as he turned back toward my wife, hands on his hips.  Julie was holding her head up off the bed, watching the man turn toward her, and she gasped when she got an eyeful of his hard dick.  He stopped with his dick hanging right in front of my wife’s face, and then asked her, “You like that?”


    “Yes”, Julie said.


    “Yes what?”, he demanded quickly.


    “Yes, I like your dick”, my wife said rather convincingly.


    “You want me to fuck you with this?”, the guy asked.


    “Yes, please fuck me with your huge dick”, my wife answered.


    “That’s more like it”, the guy answered as he climbed up onto the bed.  “You make my dick hard when you talk like that”.  He was positioning himself at the opening of my wife’s cunt, and I wasn’t sure that his cock was going to fit inside my wife.  “You keep talking dirty and I’ll make you orgasm really good”.  I could see the cum from the other two guys leaking out of Julie’s pussy and was thankful that she would at least have some lubrication so that it wouldn’t hurt her as much.  As he started to push into my wife she tensed up, her entire body went stiff again, her toes curled, and she grabbed the sheets bound around her wrists and pulled.


    “Ahh…”, my wife exhaled a small pained gasp.  The guy pushed forward some more and the head of his cock disappeared into my wife’s pussy, her pink lips now wrapped around the top of his shaft.  “AAHH!”, Julie yelped as he pushed deeper.  She wasn’t moving, just holding still, breathing heavily, each exhale accompanied by a grunt of pain with the occasional yelp.


    It was obvious that the size of his dick was causing her pain, there was a small stream of tears coming from the corner of her eye and her teeth were clenched.  The guy stopped moving for a minute, just holding himself in place.  Julie had her head pressed back against the bed, but brought her head up and looked down at the huge black dick that was penetrating her.  “If you don’t tense up so much”, the guy said to her, “it won’t hurt as much”.  She looked up at his face, but his back was toward me so I don’t know what she saw there.  “You haven’t had dick this big before huh?”, he asked my wife.


    “No”, she said more easily.  Her body was softening, her grip and mouth loosening.


    “Well I’m only a third of the way in”, he replied.  It was true, I could see that not even half of his dick was inside my wife.  “So you relax a bit and we’ll get through this part.  This will only hurt the first time”, he finished.


    ‘First time?’, I thought.


    Julie laid her head back and started taking deep breaths, trying to relax, and it looked like it was working.  She let go of the sheets around her wrists, rested her arms on the bed, closed her eyes, and her body relaxed a bit.  After a minute the guy started pulling his dick out of my wife, and then slowly started pushing back in.  “Oohh…”, Julie moaned as his dick slid in a bit deeper.  I was still hazy from all the hits to my head, but it didn’t sound like she was in pain anymore, which I was thankful for.


    Steadily the guy rocked his hips, his cock pulling out of my wife’s pussy with a wet sound only to then push back inside her a littler deeper than the time before.  With each inward thrust my wife gave a little grunt.  Thankfully he was going slowly, and it didn’t look like my wife was in pain anymore.  And then with one last push, after what felt like forever, he was all the way inside Julie’s cunt.  From where I was sitting I could see her pussy lips stretched tight, a deep shade of pink, contrasting against the huge, black cock they were wrapped around.  He held still for just a minute, letting my wife get used to the sensation.


    Then he lifted his hips up and pulled the whole of his dick out of my wife.  His cock head was still touching Julie’s pussy lips, and I could see more cum dripping out of my wife’s cunt.  The guy’s cock was glistening wet from being buried in my wife.  He held himself above my wife for a few seconds, and then as soon as Julie opened her eyes he slammed back down into her.  The force caused the bed to shake, their bodies slammed together with a loud smack, her eyes shut tight, and she let out a scream as her breath left her.


    From then on her didn’t let up.  The guy just kept pulling all the way out and then slamming his huge dick back down causing the bed to shake and my wife to scream.  “OH!  OH!  OH!”, my wife yelled in rhythm with his fucking motion.


    “You like that bitch?”, he asked, never breaking his rhythm.


    “Yes!  Yes!  Fuck Yes!”, Julie responded.


    “Yes what?”, he demanded.


    “Yes I like it!”, Julie was yelling, only interrupted when he slammed deep into her and the smack of their bodies coming together forced the air out of her.  “Oh Fuck!  I love it!  I love your cock!  I love your fucking!  I love it!  Oh Fuck!"  My wife had hold of the sheets that were binding her wrists again, she was pulling on them tight, and then her whole body started shaking.  As she convulsed I knew that she was cumming, harder than I’d ever seen her cum, and she continued to yell louder than I’d ever heard her the whole time she orgasmed.


    I couldn’t take it any more.  I broke down and started crying, my head falling down toward my chest, tears dripping onto my naked stomach as I sobbed.


    My wife’s yells subsided and turned into deep gasps for breath.  I looked up, still crying, to see the guy holding himself deep inside my wife as she finished twitching, her hips bucking up against his.  Julie let out a soft coo as her orgasm subsided.  "Did you just cum?”, the guy asked me wife.


    “Fuck yes.”, Julie said contently.  Everything about her had softened.  Her reply caused all three guys to laugh slightly.


    “Well get ready for a few more”, the guy said as he resumed the piston-like motion.  “And from now on, I want you to let us know when you’re cumming”, he commanded my wife.


    “Yes!”, Julie said, her hips pumping up off the bed to meet the thrust of the guy’s thick black dick.


    “Yes what?”, he asked.  One of the two guys standing next to me hit me, I didn’t even see it coming through my tears, but it hurt like hell anyway.


    “Yes!  Fuck Me!”, my wife responded.  “Fuck me with that huge dick!  Make me cum again”.


    “You keep talking dirty to me and I’ll make your tight little pussy feel good”.


    My wife was moving her body in rhythm with the guy’s fucking, never once did she stop making noise.  When she wasn’t grunting and moaning she would say things.  Things like, “Fuck me!  Fuck my pussy!  Oh Shit!”, and then after a few more minutes she announced she was cumming again.  “I’m going to cum!  I’m going to cum…  Oh Fuck I’m Cumming!”, Julie yelled.


    The guy fucking her increased his pace, groaning and slamming down into her hard with each stroke, and her yelling got louder.  “Yes!  Give me that cum!”, she yelled, “Give me your black cum!  Fill my pussy!"  The guy pushed deep into her cunt, holding himself inside her with his weight as they both came.


    Eventually they both finished groaning and moaning.  I was crying at the horrible things happening to my wife, but she had a smile on her face.  The guy on top of her sat up so that he was kneeling between my wife’s legs, his cock so long it was still inside her even from this position.  "You want to cum again?”, he asked look down at my wife’s tits.


    “Yes I want to cum again but I don’t think I can”, Julie responded short of breath.  The three strangers had fucked her for almost an hour straight.


    “Oh yes you can”, the guy said smiling.


    He put on hand on her stomach and slowly started to slide it downward, inching toward her pussy.  Julie figured out what he was going to do and started chanting, “Oh no.  Oh no.  Oh please”.  And then his fingers made contact with her exposed, pink clit.  “OOHHH FUUUCK!”, she yelled, her hips rose up off the bed as he rubbed back and forth.  My wife was moaning at the top of her lungs, bucking her hips up and down causing his cock to move in and out of her pussy making a wet, squishing sound as it did.  She must have orgasmed for a minute straight, moaning and chanting, “I’m cumming… I’m cumming… I’m cumming”, the whole time.


    And then he moved his hand away and Julie collapsed onto the bed.  His dick dropped out of her pussy, but she just lay there, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling.  Both of them were covered in sweat, her naked tits shining in the soft light that filled the room.  Cum was leaking out of her pussy and mixing with her sweat, running down onto the bed.  Julie seemed oblivious though, she just lay there with a content look on her face, eyes closed.


    The thick black guy got up off the bed and wiped himself off with the towel.  Both of the other men were hard again, their cocks sticking out in front of them.  “It’s fucking hot in here”, the thick black guy said.  He walked over and opened both windows, the windows that faced the neighbor’s house.  I knew it was too dark for anyone to see anything, and probably the neighbors were asleep at this point anyway, but I strained my eyes in the hope of seeing someone that might come rescue us.  Nothing though, it was completely dark.


    “Did you cum?”, one of the guys asked me wife.


    “Yes, I came.  Really hard”, my wife replied softly.


    “You ever cum that hard before?”, Julie was asked.


    “No.  I’ve never cum like that before.  It was amazing”, she said.


    The guy standing next to me looked down and asked me, “Hear that?  Your wife says we made her cum harder than you have with your tiny, little dick”.  He reached down and grabbed my dick, squeezing it painfully, and then shaking it at my wife.  Julie was looking over, watching what he was doing.  “Do you like your husband’s tiny dick?”, he asked looking at my wife on the bed.


    “Yes, I love my husband’s dick”, Julie replied.


    Intense pain followed, the man was squeezed my dick and balls so hard that everything went dark.  Pain overwhelmed me and I cried out, my scream muffled around the gag.  “That’s not what we want to hear”, the man said.


    “No!”, Julie cried.  “I hate his dick.  I hate my husband’s tiny dick”.  The pressure went away, but the pain lingered climbing from my groin all the way to my brain.  “His tiny dick doesn’t make me cum like your huge cocks do”, my wife continued.  There was more laughter from the three men.


    When my vision cleared I could see that all three of them were undressed now, their ski masks removed.  Right in front of my face was a long, soft black cock, I couldn’t believe how big it was.  It obviously belonged to the guy that had just hurt me, and he was standing over me laughing.  The thick black guy was standing in the door to the bathroom toweling the sweat off himself.  Meanwhile the white guy had climbed up onto the bed.  He was kneeling right beside Julie and was rubbing his hard cock against her naked tits, the sweat on her body making his cock glide easily.


    Julie was obviously enjoying the sensation, her nipples were rock hard, she couldn’t take her eyes off the guy’s cock, and she was moaning softly.  Then he swung one leg over her chest, lowered himself, and laid his cock right between my wife’s tits.  Reaching down he squeezed her breasts around his shaft and started rocking himself back and forth.  Julie never took her eyes off his dick as it moved back and forth, the head disappearing and then reappearing from her cleavage.


    “Oh that feels nice”, my wife said.  “My tits are really sensitive… ooohhh… I’ve never felt anything like that”.


    The thinner black guy in front of me had turned to watch the show on the bed, his cock starting to grow hard again.  “You never tit fuck your wife?”, he asked not even turning to look at me.  I mumbled a no around the gag and shook my head.  “With titties like that I’d have my dick between them every night”, he finished.


    “We tried it once”, Julie spoke up, “but I didn’t really like it and his dick was so small that it didn’t really work”.  That brought more laughter, even my wife smiled, and I couldn’t figure out why she was volunteering information.


    “You didn’t like it because you weren’t sensitive enough”, the thick black guy said as he moved across the room to the bed.  “But now you’ve cum hard enough that your body has become sensitive.  You’ll probably find that everything we can do to your body will feel great”.  With that he reached down one hand and lightly brushed Julie’s clit.  Immediately she started moaning and wiggling her hips, but he only kept his hand there for a few seconds.  “See what I mean?”, he asked.


    “God yes!”, Julie said enthusiastically.  “I love the feel of your big dick between my breasts”, she said to the guy on top of her, she pushed her lips together seductively as she said it.  The white guy pushed her tits together a bit more and then he started cumming.  His cum flew up and hit my wife on the chin, some landed on her lips, more splashed on her neck, and then the guy’s dick popped up from between Julie’s tits and his last two spurts landed right on her pale breasts and nipples.  “Mmm…”, my wife moaned as she sucked the guy’s jizz into her mouth and swallowed.  “That feels good too”, she said looking down as the guy jerked the last bits of cum out of his cock, dripping it onto my wife’s tits.


    “You want to taste more?”, he asked her.


    “Mmm, yes please, give me more cum”, she was practically begging.  The pain in my groin was starting to go away as I watched the guy use his fingers to scoop his semen off my wife’s chest, neck, and chin and then dip his cum covered fingers into her mouth.  Julie’s tongue snaked up out of her mouth, ran over his fingers, and licked every last drop of jizz from them… and she swallowed all of it.


    I was starting to feel sick from the heat and the pain, the bedroom smelled of sweat and sex, and I was having trouble breathing past the gag.  “Looks like limp dick is going to pass out”, one of the men said, I was so out of it that I couldn’t tell who was talking anymore.  “You want your husband to pass out”, someone said, “or do you want him to stay awake and watch so that he can learn how real men fuck?”.


    “I want him to watch.  I want him to see how real men fuck and please a woman”, my wife replied.


    There was some commotion and then I felt cold all over my chest and lap.  The sharp stinging cold pulled me out of my haze and I realized that someone had dumped a cup of ice water on me.  While the water had cooled me down, some of the ice was stuck in my lap and it was getting painfully cold against my naked body.  I tried to move, to get the ice off of me, but I could barely move the way I was tied up.


    “That seemed to wake him up”, one man said.  “How about you honey, you want to cool down?”


    “Yes please, I need to cool down”, my wife answered.


    I watched as the three guys went about untying my wife from the bed.  Once free she sat up and rubbed her wrists and her ankles which had turned pink from being bound.  “Okay, time for a shower”, one of the men said.


    The three guys gently pushed my wife into the bathroom, taking the candles with them and leaving me in the dark bedroom alone.  I heard the water start and then the sound of someone getting into the shower.  “We’re just going to sit here and watch you”, a guy said.  “And if you clean your pussy up nice I’ll eat it for you”.


    “Oh… yes”, my wife responded, “please eat my pussy.  My husband never eats it”.  While Julie was keeping the three guys distracted I worked at trying to get out of the binds.


    “Get all the cum out of your pussy.  Push your fingers in deep and get it all out”, one of the guys was saying.


    I heard Julie start to moan again.  “No!”, a guy commanded, “Suck our cum off your fingers”.


    “Yes, I want to taste your cum”, my wife moaned.


    They were in the bathroom for nearly twenty minutes, the whole time the men giving directions to my wife.  Saying things like, “Turn around and bend over, show us your ass.  Spread your pussy for us.  Soap up your tits and squeeze them together.  Suck and lick your nipples.  Yeah, finger your pussy and pretend it’s our dicks”.


    And with each command my wife eagerly complied, going beyond what was asked of her, “You like my ass and pussy?  Look at my pink pussy… mmm… my clit needs to feel a tongue.  Ooohhh my breasts are sensitive, I want another dick between them.  I’ll get my nipples hard for you.  I need a dick in my pussy, spreading me wide and fucking me deep”.


    I was just starting to get a hand out of the restraints when I heard my wife say, “Oh!  Look at those three, big cocks, all hard and just for me.  Oohhh…”, Julie moaned, “I like watching you jerk off while watching me”.  The water stopped.  “Keep jerking your big, hard dicks for me while I dry off?”, my wife asked.


    All too soon they came back into the bedroom, carrying candles.  They weren’t forcing my wife and leading her, in fact she came into the bedroom first.  Her hair was wet and hanging down her back, a towel loosely wrapped around her body but straining against her large breasts, her pale skin shining in the dark bedroom.  All three men followed, each huge dick hard and bouncing as they walked.


    The thinner black man came over to me, the other two men stayed with Julie.  My wife sat down on the edge of the bed, causing the towel to part slightly exposing her thighs and pussy, and she smiled up at the two men standing next to her.  They both stepped up so that their cocks were hanging right in front of her face.  Julie reached up and grabbed a cock in each hand, still smiling up at them, she started stroking them both slowly.


    When the guy got to me he saw that I had freed a hand.  There was a brief struggle as I tried to keep my hand away from him, but it was pointless as he quickly grabbed hold of my wrist and held my free hand up for everyone to see.  “Limp dick is trying to get away”, he announced.


    My wife and the other two guys looked over at me.  He was stretching my arm out painfully and holding my wrist right where it had been bound, squeezing it tight causing me more pain.  “I don’t think limp dick wants to be here”.


    The thick black man standing over my wife looked down at her, Julie hadn’t stopped stroking either cock the whole time.  “I think your limp dick husband wants us to leave.  Do you want us to leave?”, he asked Julie.


    “No I don’t want you to leave”, my wife replied.  “Please don’t leave”.  Her motion on their two cocks increased in speed, she was having trouble getting hands around their dicks, but she was working them up and down the entire length.


    “Why do you want us to stay?”, he asked.


    “I need to cum again.  I need more hard orgasms please”, my wife finished by licking her lips up at him.


    The guy holding my wrist noticed that my cock was hard.  Hearing my wife talk dirty while she was in the shower had given me a painful hard-on and I was aching for release.  “Hey look!”, the guy announced.  “Limp dick here is hard”.  With that he turned on a flashlight and illuminated my erection for everyone to see.  It looked painfully small compared to the other three guys.


    “Do you want your limp dick husband’s cock?”, the thick black man asked my wife.


    “No”, my wife answered, “it’s so small”.


    “Let’s see how small it is”, the guy next to me said.  He took the flashlight and held it to the side as he knelt down beside me, putting his dick right next to mine.  We were both hard, but my naked white dick barely stuck up beyond my thighs.  The big, black dick next to mine however looked huge.  It was an obvious comparison, he was twice as long as I was and easily twice as thick.  “Which of the cocks in this room do you want honey?”


    “I want your big, black cock”, my wife purred in response.  She turned her attention to the white dick she was stroking and said, “I want this big dick”, and with that she leaned down and sucked it into her mouth.  It was so large that she could barely get past the head, but I could see her tongue darting out and working back and forth on the shaft.  The guy moaned, but my wife only stayed a second before pulling off.  Julie turned to the thick black cock in her other hand and said, “And I want this thick, black dick”, following by her leaning down and wrapping her lips around the side of the thick, black shaft.  My wife ran her tongue and lips down the length of his dick and then all the way back up to the head where she gave it a final lick.  “And those are the only dicks I want”, she finished.


    “Hear that limp dick”, the black guy next to me said, “Your wife wants to be fucked by us and not you.  Sounds like you don’t please her”.


    “That’s right”, my wife agreed, “he doesn’t please me.  His tiny dick doesn’t make me cum”.  I started crying again, the whole situation was overwhelming me.  The things these men were making my wife say and do, knowing that because we’d seen their faces they would probably kill me… I couldn’t take it.


    “Looks like limp dick doesn’t like this”, one of the men said.


    The black man next to me grabbed a handful of my hair and painfully turned my face up to look at him.  “You want us to stop?  You want us to go away?  You don’t like what we’re doing?”, he asked me.  I tried to nod through my tears, but he was holding my hair to tightly and I could manage only a faint wiggle.  “Well we don’t have to leave, isn’t that right honey?”


    “That’s right”, my wife responded.  “Please don’t leave”.


    Laughter came from all three men and the guy shook my head and let go of my hair.  I collapsed back into crying, my head falling to my chest.  “We got all weekend”, one of the men said, “and limp dick is spoiling the mood.  Put him somewhere else”.


    The thinner black guy grabbed the back of the chair I was tied to, dragged it and me out of the master bedroom.  Once in the hallway he said to me, “You’re a fat fuck… christ you’re heavy”.  He dragged me into the bedroom next to the master bedroom.  Then he stripped the sheets off the bed in there and using those tied me up more.  Crying as I was, I didn’t put up much of a fight.


    When I was tied up, twice, he left the room and turned back toward the master bedroom.  Immediately I started trying to get loose.  I was surprised when he came back into the room.  He caught me struggling and I stopped, shocked.  As he crossed the room toward me I could see his naked form in the dark room, and then he hit me.  It was harder than I’d been hit so far, and then he hit me twice more.


    I blacked out.

Photos of Laura

    I had been seeing Laura off and on for a couple years, we were fuck buddies at best, and at our worst would go weeks not talking.  We had been on again for a while when Laura called and invited herself over that night.  Laura was exceptionally hot, long blonde hair, blue eyes, tight body, year round tan, nice B cup breasts, and a shaved pussy that I loved to eat.

    Usually when Laura came over after work she would bring a sexy outfit with her and dress up for me, occasionally we took pictures of her in various states of dress and undress that we would save and look at later.  That evening was no exception.  When I got home Laura was already there, she’d let herself in.  She was sitting on my dining room table, bare legs dangling over the side.  She was wearing a pair of my boxers and one of my dress shirts, unbuttoned.

    I could see her tanned stomach through the opening of the shirt, and a hint of her breasts at the edges of the shirt, she was smiling at me playfully from across the room.  As I crossed the room to her she slid her hand down the front of the boxers she was wearing, rubbed herself, pulled her hand out and stuck two of her fingers in her mouth while moaning at me.  I got to her and pressed up against her, she had scooted up to the edge of the table, and was pressing back against me.  The shirt opened a bit and I ran my hands up to her tits.

    Laura kissed me, shoved her tongue into my mouth, and started taking my shirt off.  I backed up a bit and dropped to my knees, which let her completely remove my shirt.  Quickly I reached up and pulled my boxers off of her, sliding them down her legs, over her ankles, and off her feet.  Her bare, shaved, tanned pussy was right in front of me and I wasted no time in putting my tongue to it.  She was dripping wet, her cunt lips were glistening with her juices, and I stuck my tongue right onto her clit.  Laura jumped and then started wiggling her ass around on the table, she was wiggling her pussy against my mouth and tongue.

    In no time at all she came, her moans growing louder and louder until she was practically screaming.  I knew all the neighbors could hear us, and I knew that Laura did too, but I think the thought of her letting everyone know how hard she was cumming turned her on more.  Wanting to make her cum harder I reached up with my hands and started fingering pussy her while I sucked her clit into my mouth.  I rolled her clit between my tongue and lips as I shoved two fingers inside her causing her to buck her hips against me.  Her knees where on my shoulders, her hands on the table behind her, and she was holding herself up pressing her pussy against my face.

    She started cumming again, and grabbed a handful of my hair with one hand and held my face against her pussy.  Her moans were just as loud as the first time she came, but she was wiggling more on the table.  As she started coming down, her breath coming back to her, she looked down at me and said, “Please fuck me.  Fuck me now”.

    I stood up and Laura kissed me, sucking her own pussy juices off my tongue, while I started taking my pants off.  Laura’s hands moved frantically trying to help me get my pants and boxers off, she was out of control at this point, all she wanted was a hard fucking.  My cock sprang free from my boxers and Laura hungrily grabbed it, slowly jerking her hand up and down the length of my shaft, still kissing me.

    As I stepped out of the boxers Laura repositioned herself on the edge of the table, her wet pussy spread and waiting.  She guided my cock straight to her waiting cunt, the heat her body was generating was intense.  “Give me your cock”, Laura said, “shove your huge cock in me”.

    She started kissing me again as I entered her.  Both of her hands were on the table behind her, and I put my hands on her hips.  Her pussy was so wet that I slid in with no resistance, and when the whole length of my cock was inside her she let out a loud moan.  Immediately she started rocking her hips back and forth and I started thrusting to meet her.  My cock pounded in and out of her pussy with each thrust, the sound of our bodies slamming together indicating that the whole length of my cock was inside her.  Each movement brought my cock out of her pussy until just the tip was inside of her and then immediately she would slam back against me taking all of my cock.

    “Yes!  Fuck me!  FUCK…  FUCK…”, Laura was moaning in time with our fucking.  I knew she was doing it just so the neighbors would hear us, not that we weren’t both already moaning loud enough for that.  Our pace increased, our fucking becoming more fevered, both of us getting turned on by the noises the other was making and knowing that other people could hear us.  She leaned back and brought her hips up off the table, using her hands as leverage, the position left her tits completely exposed and I stared at them enjoying watching them bounce in front of me.

    It didn’t take long after that for me to start cumming.  The feel of her tight pussy gripping my cock, the sight of her tits lewdly bouncing, and her chants of, “fuck me… fuck me…”, had pushed me over the edge.  Laura pushed her body hard against mine, taking my cock deep in her pussy, as I started pumping her full of my cum.  She had been having one long orgasm, but she started cumming harder as I emptied my cock into her waiting cunt.  We stayed like that for a minute kissing, my cock going slowly limp inside of her pussy, she was still on the edge of the table.

    After that Laura and I took a shower to clean up and get rid of the sweat.  In the shower she rubbed her body against mine, the soap and water making her slick, her tits pressing into my chest as she kissed me.  I was starting to get worked up again watching her run her hands over her naked body and Laura smiled at my growing cock.

    She knelt down in front of me, spreading her legs, and sucked my half limp cock into her mouth.  Laura moved one hand to her pussy and started fingering herself and she put her other hand on my balls.   “I love it while you finger yourself and suck my cock”, I said looking down at her.  My cock was disappearing in and out of her mouth, she was moaning softly, and her hand was working furiously over her pussy.  Watching her suck my cock and finger herself was completely erotic and I was getting hard again.

    When my cock was completely hard Laura stood up and turned her back toward me.  “Put your cock in me”, she said looking over her shoulder at me.  She put her hands on the shower wall and stuck her ass out toward me.  I moved up behind her, my hard cock sticking out in front of me, and aimed right toward her pussy.  She pushed back against me and I pushed my hard cock into her, sliding into her pussy easily.  We spent a few minutes fucking in the shower, her ass slapping back against me as I fucked my cock in and out of her tight cunt.

    Laura came once more in the shower, but I couldn’t cum again so soon so we got out of the shower and headed to my bedroom.  I turned on the lights in the bedroom and got out my camera, meanwhile Laura started getting dressed.  First she slipped on a black thong, followed by a pair of sheer black stockings.  I started taking some pictures while she was getting dressed and Laura was flirting to the camera the whole time, bending over to make sure I got a shot of her from behind, squeezing her tits toward me.

    The final piece of clothing was a purple corset which she laced up slowly to tease me.  “Where do you want me?”, she asked.

    “Bend over the bed and stick your ass toward me”, I replied.  Laura bent over the bed, her heels making her stocking covered legs look great, and she wiggled her ass at me.  I took some pictures of her thong covered pussy, her stockings and heels, as she looked back at the camera over her shoulder.  “Hook two fingers in your thong and pull it aside, let me see your pussy”, I told her.

    She reached one hand beneath her, sliding it between her legs and into her thong.  I kept taking pictures as she dipped two fingers into her pussy, her thong still in place.  Laura never took her eyes off my still stiff cock as she worked her fingers in and out of her pussy, moaning softly as she did.  Then she pushed the thong aside, revealing her wet cunt for the camera.  Her pussy lips were glistening she was so wet, and I could see her clit poking out pink and puffy.  I got close for some pictures as she worked her fingers back inside herself.

    Laura turned slightly and arched her back, using her free hand to pull one of her tits free from the corset.  I got a shot of her massaging her free tit, rubbing the nipple between her fingers, while her other hand was still buried between her legs.  She continued to rub her pussy, the thong pushed aside, while I moved around to get some more pictures.  “Climb on the bed and let me see you play with your pussy”, I told her.

    I moved to the end of the bed and kept taking pictures as she got on her knees, ass and pussy toward me.  Laura slid her thong down her stocking covered legs and then returned her hand to her dripping cunt.  I managed to get a few more pictures of her fingers disappearing into her pussy, her tits out of the corset and hanging beneath her, before I couldn’t take it anymore.  Stepping up to the edge of the bed I moved my cock to her waiting hole and slid inside of her.  She started moaning again, loudly, as I fucked her from behind.  I ran one hand across her ass, teasing her asshole lightly with my thumb, and she exploded in orgasm.

    She came so hard she nearly pushed me back off the bed, the force of her pushing against me cause my thumb to slip inside her ass.  This only drove her more wild with lust, she was completely out of control at this point, bucking against my hard cock and exploring hand.  It went like this for a few minutes before I once again pumped a load of cum into her tight pussy.  Laura orgasmed hard as I did, practically screaming as she came, our thrashing causing the bed to shake.  Then, just as she was coming down and starting to catch her breath, I slid my other hand from her ass to her pussy and rubbed her clit again.  Immediately her body began twitching and a string of moans was coming out of her mouth between her short breaths.

    Laura’s orgasm was intense, her body kept bucking and she kept pushing back against my still stiff cock that was buried in her pussy.  After a minute of this she couldn’t take anymore, between breaths I heard her begging, “Oh please…. please… no more… no more…"  She had a firm grip on my wrist, but I couldn’t tell if she was trying to pry my hand away from her pussy or if she was holding me in place making sure I didn’t stop rubbing her clit.  Eventually though her entire body collapsed, her breath escaping in a loud moan, she separated herself from me and just laid there on the bed breathing heavily.

    Her hair was a mess, the sweat glistening on her body making her hair stick to her.  She had a huge smile on her face though, and as I laid down on the bed next to her she curled up next to me and laid her head on my shoulder.  We fell asleep like that.

Stalking My Wife

    With the economy bad my wife started looking for a job to help us make ends meet.  It only took her a day to find something which was a bit surprising.  Evelyn said she found a job working as a receptionist for a law firm, and she worked normal business hours like I did, though some times they would need her to stay late.  Most days she came home around the same time I did, but she was always tired.


    After a few weeks her fatigue was killing our sex life and I started to get suspicious that something else was going on.  So one day I called out sick to work, but left in the morning like everything was normal and didn’t tell my wife.  When Evelyn left for work I followed her to see where she went.  I was surprised to see her not go to a lawyer’s office, but instead park her car behind an adult store.


    My wife got out of her car and went in the back door of the sex shop.  I parked down the block and walked back to the shop going in the front.  It was a typical adult store with magazines, DVDs, and toys.  Trying to be stealthy I worked my way through the store but didn’t see my wife anywhere.  In fact the only other person in the store was the small, greasy looking guy behind the counter.


    He didn’t pay much attention to me as I walked through the store pretending to be browsing but really trying to find my wife.  I headed toward the back of the store, around the corner into a short hallway.  Not having any luck finding my wife I decided to enjoy myself in one of the private viewing rooms.  Quickly I found an empty room and let myself in.


    This was one of those places that had a video screen and a window for viewing dancers.  The little light by the window was on, which meant there was a dancer in there.  I popped some dollars into the slot and sat down waiting for the window to go up.  Just as the window slid up I popped my dick out of my pants and started stroking.


    That was when the surprise hit me, my wife was on the other side of the glass wearing sexy lingerie and heels.  Her bra and panties were laying on the floor next to her, stockings and garter the only clothes she had on now.  I was shocked, but not necessarily in a bad way.  Sure I was a bit upset that my wife was doing this, but more so that she hadn’t told me.


    I knew the way these places worked, the glass was one way.  My wife wouldn’t be able to see me sitting behind the glass, she’d just know that someone was in the booth and had paid money to watch her.  The screens for other booths were up, so there were other men watching my wife at the same time I was.


    Gleefully I started stroking myself, watching my wife finger herself for the enjoyment of strangers and listening to her moan.  Just as I was getting close to cumming, the screen for another booth went up and a large amount of money slipped through the window.  It was hard to see from where I was, but it was easily a couple hundred dollars.


    ‘That’s a lot of money for this show’, I thought confused.  A moment later the door at the back of the stage opened, the one the dancers used, and two large, black men came onto the stage.  Both were naked, well built, and well hung.


    As they knelt down next to my wife, the screen on my booth came down blocking my view.  Quickly I shoved some money back in the slot, but the screen didn’t go up.  The little read-out was telling me there was a special show going on and I needed to put more money in the slot.  Not knowing what was happening on the other side of the screen was killing me, and I didn’t have much money with me.


    Shoving all the money I had into the slot caused the screen to slide back up.  The sounds reached me first, moaning, sucking, and fucking.  Then I saw it.  On the stage my wife was on her back with one huge black dick in her mouth and the other slamming her pussy.  She was sucking and jerking the cock between her lips for all it was worth, moaning hungrily while her tongue occasionally flicked out and became visible.  The other black performer pounded his hard shaft into my wife’s pink gash with such force her legs swayed while her feet and ankles whipped through the air.


    Furious and surprised at the same time I stood up, my pants dropping to my ankles, and I yelled at the glass, “Stop that!"  There was no response from my wife or the two men fucking her.  My wife started bucking her hips up to meet the huge dark dick penetrating her.  Pain welled up inside me and I screamed again, "Fucking stop!”


    They probably couldn’t hear me, so I smacked my fists against the glass.  My wife looked sideways toward my window.  She winked at the glass, but surely she couldn’t see me I thought.  In horror I watched as she took the cock out of her mouth and said, “Why don’t you put this up my ass”, she jerked the huge cock in her hand.


    The two black men picked my wife up, man-handling her with ease.  One of them laid down, pulling my wife’s ass down around his hard cock, his dark shaft penetrating her asshole.  The other man knelt down between her legs and shoved his long cock into her pussy.


    I stood up and smacked my fists against the glass, “I will kill you!  Stop!”


    They started humping faster, both dicks slamming into my wife’s holes, bodies smacking together as all three of them moaned in pleasure.  The door behind me opened and the guy from behind the desk came into my booth.  He grabbed me, wrapping my arms behind my back, and roughly pulled me out of the booth.  As he shut the door, the panel slid down over the glass, and I got one last glimpse of my wife impaled on the cocks of the two men.  “Yes!  Yes!  Double fuck me hard”, I heard her say before being thrown out.

The Slave Quarters

    It was a typical southern plantation, during the time when black slavery was still the way of things.  Tom Field owned almost a hundred slaves, all hand picked, and he treated them as well as they deserved.  His two sons Eric and Steven, and his one daughter Emily, lived with him on the plantation along with his beautiful wife, Janine.  The plantation covered hundreds of acres and he had dozens of seasonal hands that helped him day to day, overall things were good.  What made them great though were the hidden benefits of the evenings.


    Some of the negro women were beautiful, in their own way, and of course they couldn’t refuse Tom’s advances.  So even with his beautiful and faithful wife in the manor house, almost every night Tom would sneak down to the slave quarters where the women slept, and pick one out to have his way with.  He’d take the chosen girl to the barn, wash her down, and then bend her over the hay bails and fuck her until he emptied his load in her.


    Of course he had his favorites, but he took turns with them all, none of the women were safe from his desires.  It was another means of keeping them under control, and if they happened to get pregnant, well there were ways to deal with that too.  Sure some of the women pretended to be married to some of the men, but everyone knew that slaves couldn’t marry so it didn’t stop Tom if a woman protested that she belonged to another.


    When his sons Eric, and then Steven, turned of age Tom introduced them to the act as well.  Tom planned the night out special, choosing one of the more willing girls, taking her to the barn and bathing her.  The whole time Eric watched intently, he’d never seen a naked woman before, and had always been curious about the negro women.  After her bath it was time, so Tom took her to his spot and bent her down over the hay, laying her naked chest on the horse blanket and pushing her ass into the air.


    He let Eric watch as Tom pushed his hard dick into her ass, pumping in and out violently, ignoring any pain he may have caused.  And after ten minutes Tom emptied his balls into her ass, holding her hips and pulling her tight.  Then he told Eric what to do, encouraging him as a dad should, and Eric lost his virginity by shoving his young dick hard into her pussy.  It didn’t take Eric long to cum, but his youth allowed him to recover just as fast.  That night he fucked that negro girl four times, once while she sucked Tom’s dick until he came in her mouth.


    A few years later Tom introduced Steven to the experience, and the three of them took the opportunity every night.  They would try different girls, usually taking two or three to the barn to satisfy themselves, but some nights they would just take one girl and go at her at once.  Few of the girls could handle that though.


    It was a tenuous thing at first, Tom wasn’t sure he could get away with it.  After all he was out there in the barn by himself with a slave, she could try anything and he’d be alone.  Once he’d even dared to take two girls down there by himself, they were no older than his sons.  And while that was absolute bliss, it was a bit too risky for him to try again.  Of course any of the women could be diseased, but he took pains to keep them clean.  Finally there was Janine, she could find out and then his marriage would be over and his reputation completely ruined.


    He’d made excuses at first, about going to the barn to handle an animal, clean something up he forgot, or put something away.  Eventually though Janine became suspicious so Tom gave her a false confession, that he was going there to drink a bit before bed.  He knew that she didn’t like him drinking, but it was better than what he was really doing.  Eventually it just became a routine for them, he’d head down to the barn before bed to drink a bit, and she agreed that for the sake of the family’s reputation that she wouldn’t make a fuss over it as long as he kept it quiet and didn’t drink to excess.  When his boys were old enough, they started joining him, and it had turned into a family tradition.


    For years Janine had known what her husband did in the barn.  She’d had her suspicions, especially when the sex in her marriage dropped off after Emily was born, but she was able to confirm it one day by talking to some of the negro girls.  Janine played it off like she already knew, so the house-women wouldn’t try to lie to her, and that worked.  Tom and the boys were in town that day buying supplies, so she’d had a long conversation with some of the girls and learned all about what Tom had been doing.

    It took her a while to calm down once she was alone.  When she’d cleared her head and had time to think it over she didn’t want to go through the trouble of dragging the affairs into public.  The whole thing would be a mess, very embarrassing, and it would completely upend the life she had and life for her children.  And when she really thought about it, what truly made her mad, was that Tom was getting something that she wasn’t.

    A marriage was about providing and caring for each other, about giving to each other, and he was giving and getting something outside of the relationship; something that Janine wasn’t getting.  So she put a plan into motion, much more carefully and secretly than her husband had, to even things out.  There were just as many negro men as there were women on the plantation, so why shouldn’t she partake, she even recruited some of the women to help her execute her plan and keep it secret.

    So one night, when Tom went for his nightly trip to the barn, Janine slipped down to the slave quarters attached to the back of the main house.  It was where the house servants stayed, but it had its own bedrooms, one of which Janine had set up for this purpose.  The room was quiet, farther away from the others, and isolated at the end of a hallway behind the storage rooms.  Back there no one would hear her, no one would think to look for her, and she could do whatever she wanted in secret.

    The slave she’d chosen was tall and strong, a big, powerful mule of a man.  He was also young, almost as young as Tom was when they married, and though she’d never been with anyone other than her husband, the thought of what she was about to do electrified her.  She was already in her night clothes when she came into the room, and he was already there.

    His name was Leroy, he’d always been quiet and gentle.  Janine had instructed the house girls to bathe him before sneaking him inside, and they had.  He smelled like a man, not the typical stink of sweat and dirt.  The contrast between his dark ebony skin and her pale flesh was amazing to her, she couldn’t help but watch her hands run over him.

    As she’d instructed he was laying naked in the bed, covered by the sheet.  She knew she had time, but there was anxiety that at any moment she could be discovered.  So, faster than she wanted, her hands pulled the sheet down to reveal his naked body.  His cock was huge, two or three times longer and thicker than her husband’s.  Already Leroy was hard, his ebony dick laying on his belly.

    Panic took Janine, the reality of what she was doing grabbed her and mixed with fear over this size of his powerful member.  It would split her open she thought, and so she turned to run.  But as her hands reached the door, his reached her.  He knew what she wanted, could read it in her eyes and smell it on her.  Janine was wearing her best under clothes, wearing a dab of her best perfume, and had even brushed out her hair.

    Leroy was like an animal, out of control, and Janine felt helpless.  He threw her onto the bed, she yelled for help but was only able to get a short yelp before his hand closed over her mouth.  Without saying anything, he used his free hand to yank the pants from her legs, and then his knees to push her legs apart.  Standing between them, holding himself over her, his massive cock hovered before her intimidatingly.

    Spitting into his hand, and then rubbing the shaft and head of his cock, was all the foreplay he gave her.  With two fingers he spread her pussy wide, and leaned forward pushing the massive, dark head of his dick into her opening.  Janine screamed against his hand in pain and fear, but slowly Leroy continued to press his violation.  Inch after inch spread her wider and wider, the pain blurring to an uncontrollable level, her screams interrupted only by her desperate gasps for breath.

    It took him forever to enter her, to be completely inside her, and once there he just held himself still.  Slowly the pain subsided and Janine was returned to her senses, Leroy was huge.  When he started moving, pleasure rolled through her in waves.  Each of his thrusts shoved her closer and closer to orgasm.

    Quickly Janine came, her tender white body shivering beneath this black behemoth as she lay impaled by him.  The most she’d ever had with her husband was one orgasm, but Leroy was not content to make her cum only once.  For an endless time he lay atop her, violating her pink folds again and again, getting more and more vigorous with each thrust.

    Finally their bodies were rising off the bed together, Janine’s screams of pleasure muffled by the black man’s large hand.  Each orgasm was intense, stronger than any she’d ever had before, and each fed the next and the next.  With one deep, hard thrust Leroy buried himself completely inside Janine, holding her to the bed with the weight of his body.  Then she felt his seed hit her deep, spurt after spurt, and as his cock throbbed inside her she came again.

    For a moment she lost herself to her pleasure, the entire world faded away, as they became one.  Then he withdrew from her, the void inside her too large to be filled by anything else she’d experienced.  Leroy didn’t say anything, only smiled, as he left her laying there on the bed.  Since that night, Janine has had her own evening routine.

My New Roommate

    I had just moved into a new apartment, right in town, from the suburbs.  It was a slightly smaller, two bedroom apartment, with only one bathroom.  Erynn was my new roommate, she was in her early twenties and worked as a teacher at the local school.  She was petite in frame, with a shapely ass, firm B cup breasts, short cut blonde hair, and bright blue eyes framed in her freckled face.

    Erynn’s job didn’t leave her much free time, she was in school seven hours a day, and then when she got home she had papers to grade all evening.  I worked a pretty normal nine to five job, so we had to share the space in the apartment in the evenings.  Usually Erynn would set up in the living room and grade papers in front of the television while I sat in my room on the computer.  Occasionally we would share a dinner or watch a show together, but for the most part we tried to give each other as much space as we could in the small apartment.

    We did manage to bump into each other though.  There were occasions where one of us would need to use the bathroom or the kitchen but the other already was.  Neither of us were dating anyone at the time, but every now and then my friend Laura would come over for a few hours.  Laura was dating someone else, but would sneak away to see me after work and we would fuck as much as we could before she’d have to get home.  As such our sex was always straight forward, no fooling around, we would just fuck each other hard and fast.

    Laura would make a lot of noise when we were together, and so we tried to plan our evenings together when I knew that Erynn wouldn’t be home.  One night Erynn was having a parent/teacher meeting and was going to be home late, so Laura came over.  We spent about two hours in my bedroom sucking, licking, eating, and fucking.  When finished and got dressed, it was time for Laura to get home before her boyfriend became suspicious.  Upon leaving the bedroom though we realized that my roommate was home.  There was music coming from Erynn’s room and light shone out from under her shut door.  I quickly showed Laura out and then slipped back into my bedroom.

    Erynn didn’t say anything to indicate that she had heard, but I started to notice some odd occurrences after that.  First, she would tell me that she wasn’t going to be home on certain nights or until a certain time, and then she would end up “cancelling” or “getting done early”.  The result was that I would be with Laura on those nights and when we were done Erynn was in her room, door shut, with music playing.

    The next thing was accidentally catching Erynn changing.  I got home from work, spent some time messing around on my computer, and then as I was coming out of my bedroom I heard a noise.  Looking over I saw the door to her bedroom open and Erynn was standing there in front of her mirror naked from the waist up.  Her breasts were hanging bare in front of her and her pink nipples were poking out hard.  I had only a moment to look before she saw me.  Embarrassed she grabbed her shirt next to her and held it to her chest, covering up, and gave a small squeak of surprise.  I mumbled an apology and went to the kitchen.

    Then about two weeks later we had a similar incident.  I got home from work, didn’t see her around, and went into my room to use the computer again.  Once there I could hear the shower running and realized that Erynn must be in there.  After a few minutes though I forgot about it and headed out to the kitchen to get a drink.  As I was coming out of my bedroom Erynn was walking by, heading toward her bedroom.  Erynn was completely naked, no towel, no clothes, nothing; her wet hair hanging against her body.

    We were both completely surprised.  For a moment we just both stood there, she was staring at me unable to move and I was staring at her, admiring her body.  She had a nice tan, freckles running down her chest, and a small, neatly trimmed patch of blonde hair above her pussy.  Neither of us knew how to react, but Erynn moved first to cover herself.  One arm darted across her chest, covering her breasts, and her other hand shot down to cover her pussy.  Again I mumbled an apology and turned back into my bedroom while she ran the rest of the way down the hall and into her bedroom.

    The final odd occurrence was a month after that.  Laura and I went out one evening while her boyfriend was out of town.  I got home late and when I came into the apartment Erynn was asleep on the couch in the living room.  There was a small blanket thrown over her, but she had obviously been shifting and I could see that she had on a small tank top and some short shorts.  Her bare legs and feet were draped across the pillows at the bottom of the couch.  I must have disturbed her when I came in because she shifted and awoke.

    I apologized for waking her up as I made my way to my bedroom.  When I came back out a few minutes later she was sitting up on the couch, the television still going.  We shared some drinks and talked a bit, but after about an hour she fell back asleep.  Erynn shifted a bit in her sleep and stretched her legs out across my lap.  I turned to look and the blanket had crept up so that it was barely covering her stomach but mostly on the floor.  Her breasts were hanging to the side, pushing against her top, and her shorts had started to ride up.

    Her clothes were stretched tight and I just watched her for a while, the television forgotten, enjoying the look of her body in the now tight clothing.  Erynn was shifting a lot, and I wasn’t completely convinced that she was asleep, but I didn’t say anything for fear of waking her anyway.  After one particular shift she drew one of her legs back off my lap and tucked it up toward the middle of the couch.  The result was that her legs were almost completely spread, her shorts pulled to the side, and I could see up one of the legs of her shorts.  Erynn wasn’t wearing any panties and I could see half of her pussy framed by some of her blonde hair.  I started breathing more quietly and didn’t dare move, afraid to do anything that would wake her.

    For nearly five minutes she lay like that, one leg braced against the back of the couch and her other leg stretched across my lap.  I just stared at her pussy though, her blonde hair framing the one puffy lip that I could see.  There was even a glistening of moisture around the edge, either she was sweating or she was slightly wet.  More than anything at that moment I wanted to touch her, but I didn’t dare for fear of waking her up and getting caught.

    Then Erynn shifted again.  This time she twisted her torso slightly, one of her arms brushing her chest as she did, and the motion caused her top to fall aside slightly.  One of her nipples was now poking around the side of the tank top, and her breasts were pushed together forming some amazing cleavage.  I took advantage of her movement to put one of my hands on her leg, softly placing my palm just above her ankle.  She didn’t move or wake up, so I decided to press my luck.  Slowly, inch by inch, over the course of minutes I moved my hand higher on her leg.

    I stopped just past the mid point of her thigh, holding my hand steady, unable to move the last few inches toward her pussy.  Her leg was really warm, her entire body radiated heat, her cheeks flush and red, but she seemed deep asleep and oblivious to everything.  After another ten minutes during which neither of us moved at all, Erynn took a deep breath, stretched her arms, rolled over, and started waking up.  Quickly I looked back at the television, pretending that I’d been watching it the whole time.  Nothing else happened that night, Erynn quickly went off to bed and I soon followed suit.

    The following night then when I got home from work Erynn was sitting in front of the television grading papers.  When I walked in she said, “Hi.  When you get a chance we should talk”.  It sounded ominous, but I agreed once I’d had a minute.  I rolled over the possibilities of what she wanted to talk about as I went into my room, put down my stuff, and started to change out of my work clothes.

    I’d only managed to get my shirt, shoes, and socks off when Erynn poked her head into my room.  “Can I come in?”, she asked looking at me as I stood there with my pants unbuttoned and unzipped, my boxers peaking out from underneath.  She came in without waiting for an answer.  I stopped changing, buttoning my pants back up to keep them from falling off, and turned toward Erynn so we could have our conversation.

    Erynn was sitting on the bed, wearing a tank top and short shorts like she’d had on the night before, the outfit was one of her favorite to lounge around the house in, and she had a beautiful body so I didn’t complain.  “I want to know how you do it”, she started off.  I didn’t know what she was talking about.  “I’ve heard you and Laura.  She makes a lot of noise, so she’s obviously enjoying herself.  How do you do it?”

    I blushed a bit.  Laura was dating someone else, but she wasn’t sexually satisfied with that relationship.  Hence the only thing between Laura and I was the sex, there was nothing else complicating things, so when we were together we went all out with our fucking.  As I was explaining this Erynn sat back on my bed a bit, her hands on the bed behind her, and she spread her legs around the corner of the bed.  The position made her top and her shorts tight on her, just as they were the night before.  I asked her why she wanted to know.

    “Well, it’s just… umm…”, she was hesitant about something and she was starting to blush.  “I’ve never orgasmed like that before.  I mean that hard”.  There was a momentary pause, I didn’t know what to say or what she was getting to.  “When I hear you, I’m in my room alone, and I… uh…”, Erynn trailed off, but I could guess what she meant.  I said it as a question.  “Yes”, she confirmed, “I masturbate when I hear you”.

    I asked her long it had been since she’d had sex, to which she answered, “Just over a year.  My last boyfriend, before I moved here”.  We talked a bit about how her sex life had been and I was getting turned on from the conversation.  Erynn kept shifting on my bed as we talked, and slowly the conversation came to my sexual experiences.  As I was describing the things that I had done she grew more curious.

    Then I noticed there was a wet spot on her shorts, right where her pussy was, obviously Erynn was getting turned on too.  So I confronted her about the odd occurrences that I had noticed and she confessed to having set them up, that she was trying to flirt with me.  The sexual energy was palpable as I went over to the bed and sat down next to her.  She was obviously nervous so I leaned in and kissed her.

    Her lips were incredibly soft, and we held the kiss for a minute before I pulled back.  I told her that before we went any farther she would have to agree that it was just physical, that there were no expectations beyond the physical, and that she’d have to be okay with me continuing to see Laura.  Erynn was so worked up by that point I don’t think she could have said no even if she had wanted to.  Once she agreed I kissed her again, and this time there was no holding back.  Our tongues explored each others mouths, eagerly dancing with each other as our lips rubbed.  I started massaging her breasts through her tank top and I could feel that her nipples were already hard.

    I moved myself around and off the bed so that I was kneeling in front of her, Erynn leaned down slightly to keep our kiss as I moved.  Once in position though I broke the kiss, leaning back from her a bit.  I grabbed the bottom of her tank top and slowly lifted it over her head, revealing her naked breasts.  Leaning in I put my mouth to one of her breasts and rolled my tongue around her nipple causing her to let out a soft moan.  Next I traced my tongue across her chest to her other breast and kissed her nipple, sucking it into my mouth.  At the same time I was massaging the first breast, pinching the nipple gently between my fingers.

    Erynn was moaning softly at this point, so I moved lower, working my way down her stomach.  I gently pushed her back until she was laying flat with her legs hanging off the edge of the bed.  She kept her head propped up slightly so that she could watch me.  The look in her eyes told me that she was on fire so I gently slid my hands inside the waistband of her shorts and tugged them down.  Again she blushed as I moved the shorts past her knees and then off her ankles, she was now laying completely naked before me.

    Trying to calm her embarrassment I told her how beautiful she looked, how much I liked her body, and how I couldn’t stop thinking her after I caught her coming out of the shower.  That combined with gently rubbing my hands on the inside of her thighs seemed to calm her down, or at least distract her.  I was still on my knees, now between her spread legs, and I could see just how wet her pussy was.  Leaning forward I kissed the inside of her right thigh, moving toward her pussy in a slow series of kissing, sucking, and licking.

    When finally my mouth reached her clit Erynn was emitting soft, constant moans.  Using my one hand I spread her puffy pussy lips revealing her clit, while I raked the fingers of my other hand through her blonde bush.  Then my tongue made contact with her and Erynn practically came up off the bed.  She was dripping wet and had obviously been aching for the touch, so her moaning increased in volume as I licked back and forth over her clit.  At the same time I was using one hand to massage her thighs and the area below her pussy, while keeping her lips spread with the other.

    Erynn had her first orgasm within a couple minutes, and while she was moaning loudly, it was not as loud as I knew she’d get.  It seemed that she was use to only have one orgasm from being eaten, because as soon as she was done cumming she slid farther up on the bed and tried to sit up.  I stayed with her though, not letting her dripping snatch get too far from my hands or mouth.  “What are you doing?”, she asked shyly as I gently pushed her back down.

    Not bothering to give her an answer I just put my mouth right back on her cunt and sucked her clit between my lips.  She started cumming again right away, moaning louder, even squeaking a bit in surprise.  When I stuck two fingers in her pussy though she gave a short grunt and then one loud moan, sounding surprised.  I held her clit between my lips, flicking it with my tongue, while I worked my two fingers in and out of her.  Erynn was cumming hard, I guessed harder then she ever had.

    For at least a solid minute Erynn moaned, arched her back up off the bed, and wiggle her hips at me.  The whole time I stayed with her, trying to keep my fingers inside her and my lips and tongue working over her clit, using my free hand to hold onto her hip as much as possible.  When she finished cumming she was out of breath, really breathing heavy, her head thrown back looking around, so I backed off a bit and gave her a minute.  I just lay there on my stomach, gently rubbing the inside of her thighs, watching her recover.

    I asked her how she was doing.  “I’m really sensitive”, she said breathlessly.  “Oh my God!  I’ve never…”, she hesitated, “felt like that before”.  When I asked her to be a bit more specific she said, “My orgasm… it’s never been that… umm, intense”.  We both smiled when she said it, and I started to move my hand back to her clit.  My intention was continue eating her out, but she shot down a hand and grabbed my wrist, holding me firm.

    “Oh no.  Don’t do that.  I don’t think I can take any more”.  So I asked her what she wanted instead.  “I uh… don’t know.  I just feel too sensitive right now”.  I knew that she’d want a good fucking now, all woman do after getting eaten out really well, but I wanted to hear her say.  To have her say it would only excite her more, pushing her farther in the direction she was looking for, but she didn’t know that yet.  So I told her that if she didn’t know what she wanted I was going to do what I wanted.

    “Ok”, she replied.  Without warning her I shot my head right back down and shoved my tongue into her pussy.  A loud moan escaped her and she let go of my wrist completely surprised.  Taking advantage of the opportunity I moved both my hands toward her snatch.  With one hand I rubbed her clit, accompanied by my tongue buried and wiggling in her pussy.  The other hand was the one that I’d fingered her with earlier, so it was still slick with her juices.  That hand I moved to her asshole, and using her own pussy juice plus my saliva that was running down between her legs, I started massaging it.  “Oh no!  Oh don’t!  Oh God!”

    Erynn was breathless, and moaning uncontrollably.  She tried to pull back away from me, surprised at what I was doing, and extra sensitive at this point, but unfortunately she had nowhere to go anymore.  So I ramped things up, pushing her over the edge into another orgasm.  The convulsions of her body kept her from moving away, she was literally trapped in her own orgasm.  I continued to push my tongue into her pussy, exploring between her folds, as I rubbed both her clit and her asshole.

    “Aaaa!  Fuuuck!”, she was literally screaming now, loud and clear.  Her orgasm was shorter than her previous two, but definitely stronger.  When she finished cumming she tried, at the same time, to both collapse and pull herself back so she was sitting up.  Recognizing that she was beyond sensitive and that anymore would probably be uncomfortable for her, I let her go.  She managed to get into a half seated position, collapsed back against the pillows and the head board.

    Her chest rose and fell as she caught her breath.  I stood up and watched her breasts rise and fall.  Again I asked her what she wanted, with the threat that I would do whatever I wanted if she didn’t know.  “I want to have sex”, Erynn replied.  I assured her that’s what we were just doing, and we could do more of that if she wanted.  “Oh no!  No… I uh…”, she was fighting to find the words.  As she blushed she said at barely more than a whisper, “I want to fuck”.

    Standing there in plain view of her, letting her watch, I slowly removed my pants and then my boxers.  My cock was already hard, sticking straight out in front of me.  She actually licked her lips a little bit when it sprang free, and as I climbed onto the bed next to her I asked her again what she wanted.  A little louder this time she responded, “I want you to fuck me”.

    Erynn was still sitting back against the pillows and headboard, so I grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her down on the bed a little bit to get her closer to me.  Once she was laying down flat again I moved up between her legs, settling on my knees so that my cock was sticking out directly over her pussy.  I had to make my cock slick enough to slide inside her with little effort, so I pushed down on my cock with one hand and spread her pussy lips with the other.  She jumped at the touch of my hand, and as I wrapped her lips around my hard cock, I started using the motion of her body to slide back and forth.

    The head of cock would push between her pussy lips, followed by the length of my shaft, as I used her juices to make myself slick.  It was working too, she was really wet.  “Oh God…”, Erynn moaned as the head of my dick made contact with her clit, “What are you doing?"  She was started to breath heavily again.  "I’m so sensitive… I can’t take that… Oh God…”.  Her whole body shook slightly, it was short, but I think she had a smaller orgasm just from the feel of my cock sliding through her pussy lips.

    “I told you what I wanted… oh God…”, she was breathing heavily again and wiggling her body.  She was really enjoying herself, but I decided to tease her a bit more.  So I explained what I was doing, but I still asked her what it was she wanted.  Between breaths she replied, “Inside me… I want you… inside me”.  Teasingly I slipped just the head of my cock inside her, holding it still.  Erynn tried to wiggle herself down to get more of me inside her, but I moved with her to keep just the head inside.  “Oh God!”, she said almost painfully, “You’re just teasing me.  Fuck me already”.  She was getting louder, “Stick your dick in me.  Fill me up.  Fuck me”, the last was practically a scream which I cut off by shifting my weight forward and slamming the whole length of my cock into her.

    She screamed instantly, loud moans coupled with a yell, and her body jerked up against me.  Erynn was cumming, pushing herself hard against me, and trying to keep my cock deep inside her.  I leaned up on my arms, holding myself up over her, and the shift cause me to push deeper inside her.  Once I was comfortable I started pumping in and out of her.  Her orgasm continued, she just kept cumming as I lifted up and then fell back down into her.  Our bodies would slam together with a smack and Erynn would exhale with a grunt, then I would pull out and she would moan.

    “Oh Fuck!  Oh Fuck!  Oh Fuck!”, she chanted as we fucked.  We were sliding up the bed from the force of our sex, so Erynn reached up one hand and pushed against the headboard, trying to hold herself in place.  Her moaning and screaming was getting louder, her orgasm was building.  Soon she would hit a new level, something I guessed she’d never experienced, and that was an orgasm leading into another, stronger, orgasm.

    Intent on doing this for her I picked up my pace and started fucking her faster.  Her moaning increased in volume, and then her whole body shook violently.  “FUUUCK!”, Erynn yelled and threw her other arm up to brace herself against the headboard with both hands.  I sat up a bit, grabbed both her hips, and held onto her as I started slamming into her harder.  She arched her back, pushing herself up with her legs, holding herself off the bed so that her pussy was right on level with my cock.

    Erynn’s screaming and moaning continued, growing louder by the second, and then she came.  “FUCK!  FUCK!  FUCK!"  As her body rocked back and forth her tits bounced, her head was pushed back into the pillows with a look of tight concentration on her face, and her arms were stretched tight against the headboard.  And for at least a minute she was completely lost in the throes of her orgasm, her body out of her control.  Erynn had gone from one orgasm right into another, and her second one was much stronger, probably stronger then she’d ever had.

    Finally she collapsed back onto the bed, falling off my dick, completely out of breath.  The last of her orgasm shook itself out of her body, she brought her arms down and crossed them under her breasts, hugging herself as she again caught her breath.  I fell onto the bed next to her, our bodies against each other, and she looked me in the face and smiled contentedly.  "That’s amazing”, she breathed softly, “I’ve never felt that.  I didn’t think that was possible”.

    When I told her that I wasn’t done she looked surprised.  She glanced down at my cock, still hard, which was glistening with her juices, and then our faces met again and she smiled.  I asked her what she wanted to do next and she responded by rolling over and getting up on her hands and knees.  “This has always been my favorite position.  Let’s see what you can do with this”, she said as she wiggled her ass.

    I got up on my knees and moved around behind her.  Erynn’s pussy was still dripping wet, so I slid into her easily.  In one thrust I buried myself completely.  The feeling of her pussy wrapped tightly around my cock was amazing, so I told her how tight she felt.  “That’s cause your cock’s so big”, she whispered over her shoulder at me.  “I love the feel of it inside me, it feels so good…”, she trailed off into moans as I started thrusting in and out of her.  I leaned forward, putting my hands on either side of her, changing the angle of my entry a bit.  My chest was rubbing against her back, and she turned her head slightly so that we could kiss.

    After one long kiss, our tongues tangling with each other, I pulled back slightly and kissed the back of her neck.  She shivered slightly as I did, so I kissed the side of her neck, and then worked my way across her shoulder.  “Enough of that”, she said, “No sweet stuff, just fuck me”.  Erynn pushed back against me, bucking her hips slightly, so I gave her what she wanted.  I got back up on my knees, grabbed her hips, and started pounding into her.

    Immediately she started moaning, screaming, letting out one loud moan, “Aaahhh…”.  I fucked her with as much vigor as I could, really gripping her hips and pulling her toward me as I shoved myself into her from behind.  Our bodies would slap together, the force causing her ass to shake and her head to bounce, and then I would pull out of her quickly only to thrust back in right away.  She started cumming again, her loud moans only interrupted by the force of our bodies slamming together.  I didn’t let up though, I kept hammering myself into her relentlessly, trying to make her cum as hard as she had before.  Erynn was clamping her pussy down against my cock, gripping it tightly, and the sensation was amazing.

    I could only keep it up for a minute though before I had to break stride, slamming deep into her pussy and holding myself there as I re-positioned.  She was still bucking against me, humping her hips up and down, working my cock in and out of herself slowly.  Snaking one hand underneath her, I slid it slowly down toward her pussy.  “Oh God.  Oh God”, she moaned as I got closer and closer to her clit.  And then when my fingers made contact she screamed, “Oh Fuck!"  Her body arched up and her hips came down, forcing my cock deeper inside of her.

    Erynn’s moans had escalated again into screams of joy, as I rubbed her clit while holding my cock deep inside her pussy.  Her entire body spasmed, her arms collapsed out from underneath her, and her head fell into the pillows again.  I could sense that she was getting use to the sensation, that her orgasm was subsiding, so I decided to try and push her back over the edge again.

    Wiggling my cock in and out of her slightly, holding my hand against her clit seemed to keep her on the edge, but I was just using it to distract her.  I took my other hand and placed it on her ass cheek, and then put my thumb against her asshole and started massaging.  "Oh fuck… Oh Fuck… OH FUCK!”, she yelled, the volume rising each time.  The sensations of her clit being rubbed, her pussy being fucked, and her asshole being massaged were too much, her orgasm exploded beyond what she’d had before.

    She reached up with both hands and grabbed the top of the headboard, using it to hold herself off the bed.  Once up she started rocking her body back and forth, the motion causing my cock to slip in and out of her.  All I could do was hold on, one hand rubbing her in front and the other behind as she fucked herself on my cock.  Erynn fucked me with the same force that I’d fucked her a minute before.  As she continued to cum I heard her chanting, “My pussy loves your cock.  My pussy loves your cock”.

    I couldn’t hold out anymore.  With two fingers holding onto her clit, my thumb wiggling against her asshole, and my cock thrusting into her pussy, I started cumming.  Erynn’s chants turned into screams of delight as she orgasmed from the feel of my cock pulsing deep inside her.  I pushed forward as hard as I could, getting myself as deep as possible inside her cunt, as I emptied myself.

    When my balls were emptied, and I had stopped spasming, I leaned forward again using my arms to hold myself over her.  She turned her head back and we kissed, tongues entangling.  I just held myself inside her, my chest rubbing against her back, and then she fell forward on the bed.  Our bodies separated and I fell onto the bed next to her.  After a few minutes I asked her how she was feeling.  “Oh my God!”, she said enthusiastically, “I’ve never felt anything like that”.

    Erynn was smiling, laying on the bed, hugging herself.  She rolled over a bit and laid her head on my shoulder.  We snuggled for a bit and talked about what she had experienced, all the while planning for our next encounter.  It was quite an interesting year with my new roommate.