The Paper Route

I had a paper route until I was almost 17. It was only about 30 houses. I'd deliver in the morning and collect money once a week. It was pretty easy and the money wasn't bad at that time. Usually I hated collecting payments and tried to get everyone to pay by the month. There were a few houses, however, that I didn't mind visiting as often as possible. One was the Daniels. They were old to me but I would guess they were a relatively young couple. Maybe in the Thirties. They had one son who was 4. I loved collecting because I loved looking at Laura, the wife. She was short, Maybe 5'1" and kind of plump which I liked. She had huge tits and a wide ass with thick legs. What I liked even more was the show I always got. All of her clothes were a little tight and a lot of times she was in very short shorts or a tank top of just a bathrobe. I didn't realize it at the time but she must have liked showing me. Her husband Vic was a nice guy but I didn't really like it when he was around because he always paid me when he was and I didn't get to see Laura. Somehow I figured out that he was never around on Saturday mornings and Laura always seemed to be in her pj's still and I kind of settled into a routine of collecting from them at that time.

Laura probably noticed this also because she always seemed to be both ready and not ready for me at the same time. I would show up and she would look amazing in a short bathrobe with her bare legs hanging out or a thin pair of pajama bottoms and a very tight tank top with no bra on. I loved this and couldn't take my eyes off of her. She would then look all over the place for some money, bending over, reaching over her head. I would get fantastic glimpses of her cleavage or her ample ass. All the while she would make small talk and I would struggle to say something whitty. I dreamed of her all the time and jerked off repeatedly, thinking of her fat chubby nipples and huge (atleast double d) breasts. She had almost black hair which I loved for some reason. I think because I was a redhead and that seemed like the most different. This went on for quite some time and since I didn't really know what to do with a woman, that was fine by me.

I remember one Saturday morning I showed up and Laura was in her thin pajama bottoms and tank top and she was drinking coffee. She paid me and sat down in a chair in her living room, pulling her legs up onto the chair with her. She asked me stuff like "How's school going?" and stuff like that. I tried to answer her questions but i was mesmerized by her crotch. She hadn't put her legs under, it was more like she was squatting on the big chair. her huge nipples were hard and I could see the faint outline of her darkened areolas. Her pajamas were stretched tightly across her fat pussy and I could see them riding into the cleft. I probably just imagined it but I thought I could see each individual pubic hair pushing against the thin fabric of her pajama bottoms. My mouth felt thick and my crotch and asshole felt kind of numb as I stared at her. "Well, How about it?" I realized she had asked me a question and I had no idea what it was. I looked at her blankly and she asked me again. "Mow the lawn? Vic has to spend more and more time at work lately. Would you be willing to mow the lawn and maybe do some odds and ends around the house from time to time?" Well, it wasn't exactly the 'how about it' that I had imagined but summer was just around the corner and I could use the extra money so I quickly agreed.

It was only two saturdays later that Laura asked me if I had time to mow the lawn. I told her I could be back in about 15 minutes and ran home. I can't say I had a real plan but I did have some ideas. I quickly changed into an old pair of shorts and some shoes I didn't care about. I brushed my teeth and put on a thin tank top. I admired myself in the mirror. I had started working out the year before at school and was very proud of my physique. At 5'8" and 145 pounds, I had no idea that I was probably the only person impressed with my body. I ran back to Laura's house and told her I was ready. She showed me to the shed and showed me where the mower and gas were. She had changed while I was out and was now wearing a very short pair of cut off shorts and a tank top. Her son was at his aunt's house, playing with his cousins. She told me she was going to do some gardening, and as she bent over in the shed looking for some gardening tools, I couldn't help but admire her big round ass, the bottom of which was hanging blatantly out of her shorts. I was probably drooling as I went out and started mowing. Something I had never given any thought to was just how big the Daniels' yard was. I was sweating profusely in no time and had my shirt off. Every once in a while I would chance a look over at Laura bent over in the garden looking just delicious. I wanted to dive head first into that ass and pussy, even though I really had no idea what I would do then.

I was about half done with the lawn when I saw Laura motioning me over. I shut off the engine in time to hear her say "let's take a break. do you want some lemonade?" I agreed and followed her into the house. As I sat down at the kitchen table, Laura asked me if I had been working out. I was more than a little pleased and tried vainly to hide it. "Just a little" I replied. "It shows" she said "You've got a very nice body." I'm sure I blushed, and since I didn't know what do say, I said "thanks, so do you." Laura laughed a little and thanked me as I turned a deeper shade of red. She handed me my lemonade and I drank it in one long pull. I started to get up but she stopped me. "Hold on a minute. Here's a damp towel. Why don't you wipe yourself off a little." I did and she mentioned that she hoped I wasn't getting burned. I figured it was because I was so flustered but she ran and got some sun block and came back. Squirted some into my hands and I begain applying it to my face and arms. "Why don't I do your back." she said and before I could say anything she was rubbing lotion into my back. It felt great. Just the touch of her hands on me sent shivers through my body. As she rubbed it in, she told me I had nice shoulders and I thanked her. I kind of slumped down in the kitchen chair and noticed that my dick was starting to produce a tent. Laura was talking about something while rubbing my shoulders and arms and I just stared at my crotch willing it to go down. Instead it continued slowly to grow. Laura was rubbing my arms all the way down to my forearms and her breasts were pressed firmly against my back. My cock was straining at my shorts and I was sure she would see it. I realized I could hear her talking right next to my ear as her hands worked their way across my chest and down my stomach. "....It looks like you have a really nice cock" she said. I would have fallen out of the chair if she hadn't been holding me tight to her chest. I could only say I was sorry, but Laura laughed and said there was nothing to be sorry about. She pulled my chair out and came around and straddled my cock pushing her big tits into my face.

I was pretty much paralyzed as Laura ground her fat pussy on my throbbing prick. It hurt and felt so awesome at the same time. She asked me if I liked looking at her and I nodded yes. She told me that she liked me looking at her and she wanted to do something special for me. I think I kind of nodded some more. In one quick motion she removed her tank top and her huge tits fell out. I was completely speechless. She wagged them in front of me and I watched them swing back and forth. Finally, of their own accord, my hands moved up to cup them and I began to massage them. My dick was spasming and jerking and I leaned in to take one of her big chubby nipples in my mouth. Laura moaned a little and rubbed my shoulders and the back of my head. I couldn't believe it. I chewed heartily on first one nipple then the other, all the while massaging her beautiful melons. When I got up the courage to move my hands down to her ass she stopped me. "Let's not move too fast." she said. Instead she slid down to the floor and unzipped my pants. My entire body was trembling with anticipation as she pulled my shorts and underwear all the way down to my ankles. Resting her big tits on my thighs, she took my cock in her hands and admired it. Pre cum was oozing out of it and it looked like it might explode at any moment. Her mouth kind of hung slack as she stared at it. Now I've never been all that big, just average at 6".......6 1/2" if I measure it right, but she looked at it like it was the biggest thing she'd ever seen. Vic, she told me, had a very small penis and she had been thirsting for something bigger for years. As she slid it into her warm wet mouth, I immediately felt myself beginning to cum. I clenched my ass and held it for as long as I could, which was maybe 20 to 30 seconds and she bobbed her head up and down on my cock, before I exploded with the most intense orgasm I had ever had. She kind of gagged and then kept on sucking as I pumped the proverbial gallons into her mouth. I felt bad, as I was sure she hadn't intended for me to cum in her mouth and began to apologize. She just licked her lips and laughed. "You're going to have to stop apologizing to me." "Sorry." I said. She laughed again.

We got cleaned up and went outside to finish the yard. I was staring more openly now at Laura's fine figure. For her part, she seemed to be working it pretty hard. She would bend way over everytime I passed by with the mower so I could see her jean shorts push up into her ass and pussy, outlined by the edges of her white cotton panties with just a bit of dark curly hair peeking out. My mind was racing over what had already happened and couldn't wait to find out what was next as I flew around the yard. I practically ran the last couple strips before I shut off the mower and put it in the shed. "Wow, that was fast!" Laura said as I joined her up by the house. "You want to come in and pick up where we left off?" she asked. Boy did I! We went in and I immediately grabbed her and pulled her to me. I threw my tongue into her mouth and tried to reach the back of her throat. I wanted to be inside of her in every way I could imagine. To my delight she kissed me back just as hard and we shuffled into the kitchen awkwardly as we both frantically squeezed, grabbed and caressed each other's bodies.

Coming up for air, Laura gasped that she wanted me to join her in the bathroom and we ran up the stairs. "Shower with me." she said. She was calling all the shots and that was ok with me. We both stripped at the same time and I was treated to a view of her luscious body. She had a little paunch but it was smooth and tan and her pussy was thickly tangled with coarse black hair. I began salivating just looking at her as she stepped into the shower. We resumed our lip lock immediately while we soaped each others bodies up. My cock was pressed into her belly as I reached down to soap her ass. Laura loved it as I slid my hand in and out of her plump ass crack. She kissed me deeply and rubbed her huge tits against my stomach. Feeling sufficiently clean, we dried off and she led me to the bedroom. Laura asked me if I had ever gone down on a woman before and I said no but I was willing to try. She grinned and spread out on the bed. I got between her legs and she instructed me as I lapped at her pussy. Her clit was huge and she was highly orgasmic. Her hips shook and she thrust her pelvis at me as she had orgasm after orgasm. Finally she said "No more." I pulled away and laid down next to her. I massaged her boobs for several minutes, telling her how great they were. She told me to go ahead and straddle her chest and fuck them if I wanted to. I couldn't believe it. Before she could change her mind, I was on top of her with my dick already hard between her tits. "Spit on them." she told me and I drooled on my dick and between her tits. Laura pushed them together and my cock disappeared. I started to slide between her big pillowy boobs and she moaned as I thumbed her chubby nipples. I was pushing hard and you could just see the head of my cock sliding out of the top of her cleavage with each thrust. My balls were scraping across her soft belly and I loved the feeling. Laura propped her head up on a pillow so she could see my cock in her cleavage and began first to lick it as it poked out and then to open her mouth and suck it quickly before it disappeared. This was more than I could handle visually and I shot a load as I pushed hard between her tits. cum splattered on her collar bone, her chin and her left eye as I shook. We stared into each others eyes as she scraped herself clean with her fingers and fed it all into her eager mouth. We kissed then and I could taste my own cum as we swirled it around in her mouth.

"Are you going to have enough energy left to fuck me?" she asked brazenly. Being young it didn't take much and just the suggestion of sex seemed to do the trick. I wagged my already growing cock at her and said I couldn't wait. Kneeling between her legs, I watched in awe as my cock slid easily into her warm pussy. I began thrusting my hips fast and she told me to slow down. Stopping me she started to push her hips at me in a slow gyrating motion. When I thought I had it she stopped and let me thrust and gyrate slowly into her slickening cunt. She was moaning low and deep from her belly as she pressed her tits together and played with the nipples. Her lets were in the air forming a v and all of this was well beyong anything my young mind could encompass. Before she could stop me, I was bucking furiously again and shooting inside of her. She wasn't mad though. As she patted my bare ass she said, "Its's ok, there's plenty of time baby." I relaxed on top of her and laid there until my dick wilted up inside her and slid out of it's own accord.

I rolled on my back and laid there for a while. Laura asked me to eat her out again and I did. Her pussy was growing more swollen from all this action but her juices continued to flow copiously. I sucked and licked her fat pussy to another orgasm. She squeezed my head like a vice between her short muscular legs and shoved her hairy bush in my face. Rolling me on my back she started sucking my limp cock back to life. In just a few short seconds, I was hard agian and Laura climbed on top of me and slowly lowered her dripping pussy over my aching pole. As I lay there, she set up her own rhythm and I just watched contentedly as she slid up and down. Her tits bounced lightly, pressed as they were between her arms. Laura was squatting over me and I think she was getting a little tired because she decided to turn around and let me help support her as she started slamming down harder on my cock. Her big soft ass was slamming relentlessly on my abdomen as. I palmed her pillowy mounds. She leaned heavily against me and my arms were getting tired, but I didn't want her to stop. The coarse hairs around her pussy were rubbing at my dick like a brillo pad and it hurt but still I didn't want it to stop. I could feel the walls of her pussy convulsing around my shaft and it was delightful. Laura was moaning loud and saying dirty things like "That's it baby, fuck my little cunt. Make me cum, that's it." Her cunt was spasming almost continuously now and her ass was quaking in my hands. I watched her whole body tighten up as I lost control myself and spilled whatever was left of my balls into her hungy cunt. She practically screamed in extacy as her wetness spilled out around the base of my prick. Climbing off of me, we laid there with her tits mashed up against my chest and side.

From then on, I was at Laura's house every chance I got, pumping away at her mat, meaty pussy. She tought me everything she knew and I drank it up. It turns out that Vic knew about us. They had talked about it before the first time and had agreed that I would be the one. At first, sometimes, Vic would hide in a closet and watch us while he jerked off. Eventually as we both became comfortable, he began to watch and masturbate openly and it added fire to my performance. This happened maybe once or twice a week. Laura and I were fucking almost every day, sometimes a quicky and sometimes, like on saturdays we would lay in bed for hours, or if Eric (the son) was out, all over the house. Laura wanted to be double teamed and when we had beed screwing for a couple of months and Vic was a regular next to the bed she asked if I would do it. I already liked having Vic watch and thought it might be ok. So one Sunday morning, they sent Eric to his aunt's house to play with his cousin and we did it. Laura nelt between us and sucked both our cocks alternately as she jerked us off, then she got on her knees on the bed and Vick got behind her and I fed my cock into her hungry mouth. She was sucking hard and each time Vic slammed into her quivering ass, she would swallow my cock whole and her chin would tickle my balls. We were all loving this and it didn't take long before we were all ready to come. Laura wanted us both to cum on her face and tits and got back down on the floor in front of us. Vic and I masturbated urgently and shot long ropey streams of jiz all over her face and tits. Laura rubbed it all over her tits and licked her fingers. It was awesome. Later, she started getting into anal and eventually we took turns fucking her ass and pussy simultaneously.

For several years, this went on. I hardly dated at all in highschool and even when I went to college, I found that most of the girls weren't very experienced and I had to teach them everything. I always managed to find time to visit Laura when I was getting too frustrated. They moved out of the stated when I was 24 and I haven't seen them since. I still think about Laura's short fleshy little body with her huge tits and meaty thighs.

-the end-

Phone Ad

I was 19 and growing in my sexual ways-by 16 my romantic poetic tone of talking was matured.I was already built like a bull short but powerful stocky muscular. I call myself a mini black hulk. Anyways I had three sexual encounters before the one I speak of later. I was one of those kids that grew into sex very easy like an omen.Like if a teacher had a sexual encounter with me it would only build my sexual knowledge. I wouldn't need therapy. (Though this sadly never happened)

I live in sexual boring town USA and all the girls and women in my town whether on drugs or just unattractive. So I looked in the paper and seen an ad for local single through my county. On there is where I developed unique catch their attention ads. It was a phone line and ran my ads and like I said I matured quick for my age I am the type of guy that can hang fun with the young people and have conversations with a mature group of 50.

I was just groomed well in manners and had powerful women in my life.So it didn't take long on the phone ad to finally get some messages and (Beth false name for story) left a sweet down to earth message on wanting to talk with me.She sounded nice and real not like some women who only tease on the line or the ones that just want to be no fun and complain.

So I got her number and called her,and it was sweet from the start. Very pleasent voice and down to earth,but not boring and she tells me she's a white woman 38years old plumper weighing about 280lbs and 5'4 in height.Also she had a child.I was like big sexy mama very nice. I am black and love meat on a woman now I'm not into like those 500lb women no offense,But a thick powerhouse plumper right up my alley.

By day three of us getting along and talking we were already having phone sex,I was telling her how hard she made my 8inch monster get hard,I told her to tap her pussy with the phone and let me hear her fingers smashing in and out of her pussy.(Damn this is getting me hard just thinking of this) she was like perfect cause she was sweet and willing at the same time.But what impressed me of how comfortable she seem to be with me being black.

I love women of all colors,But she was one of those white women that could walk into a all black bar and be fine.She was what I like to call a BMF (Black-Man-Friendly) a natural flare that I would find the answer to this puzzle much later. So we couldn't take it no more.All the talk about her sucking my cock and us phone fucking made us nuts,so we made plans to meet that Saturday.She was only few towns away.So we made arrangements for her to go the nearest bus stop and I would be arriving at this time. I got to the next town and it was about 6:30 nearing dark. Got off the bus hard as a rock hard and nervous. She pulled up and I got in and we started making out with passion right in the car.Well hello and laughed and drove off. Even as we riding my hand sliping up her theigh on to her pussy,fondling her breast.At stop lights we were kissing and she was feeling my black cock with mastery.

I told you now I have pent up ejaculation cumming soon and that after my black pipes were clean then the super fucking would begin and she understood no problem. What a fucking woman.So we finally get to her house and I look her up and down,big beautiful blond plumper,well dressed.which turns me on they way women like a man in uniform is the way I like women as well.Taking on the power.

We got in and with no time wasted started french kissing with perfect passion,I loved wild french kissing.My cock hard as black steel. Our mouths splashing swabs of juice all over.Then I went down and stripped her pants off and stripped like a ninja with great stealth. She took off her clothes in great haste,I layed her down and was in awe at the mounds of juicy robust shaped flesh that my bull body was between.I sucked her tounge deep in my mouth,sucked those beautiful fair skinned breast like milk would pop out.

Then I slide down to her moist wet pussy,already flooded and start eating that white lovely pussy like an animal.Slirping and sucking the wet lubercation like a pro-by that time I've watched so much porn,damn near expert just needed a victim. Lapping and slirping that pussy milk and those big hips squirming and poping up.Felt like a beast taking on this sexy BBw freak. Then I raised up couldn't take it any more.

I slid my cock into her mouth,from the top driving my cock down her throat,she took all 8inches in no problem. It felt like heaven on my cock forcefully driving my cock in mouth. I said I'm cumming and now remember this was like baby batter build up type cum. I pumped hard and before you know ahahhaah right down her throat took every drop no problem swallowed like a beautiful black cock slut-truely amazed.

So we took a few minutes and held and caressed each other and then I said I'm ready to pound that pussy baby, she wanted that black cock,but she nicely tell me very nicely says don't cum in.Okay honey,I slid my black cock deep into her pussy with screams from her OMG,started whipping that cock like a pro pounding that pent up time we had when we first talked,It molded to my dick ok,sloppy splashes of my cock twirling her cunt juices.

We were on a mattress on the floor, and I proceed to fuck her,I pulled my favorite move on her the hammer slam,were I pretend to be slowing down after her already 5 orgasims. wiggle the tip in her pussy as she thinks your resting,and then slam and an oh fuck fly's out her mouth as I power slam this fucking sexy plumper,oh you sexy whore you pussy is so sweet. Fuck me with that cock she screams,power grunts cum from both of us.

I cum again and on her stomach,and we lay there spent, kissing and caressing,sucking her tities,and sweet kissing her stomach to make her feel more comfortable.Then we had marathon sex all through the night but her main trick was her oral skills,she'd slide down after I finish suck my cock and clean the cum and then i was hard again-magic mouth she had,flipped her big sexy ass over and fucked her again.

Then one time she gets on top and starts to ride,my black cock and forth with mighty woman on me,and then she says oh shit your touch the back of my pussy,Then the shock came when she said lets cum together.I was like I'm on the bottom.At this point she did not care. the woman instinct kicked in and she rode my cock till we both came right up inside her. Then she lay across me with all that yummy flesh.

We fucked maybe 2-3 times on and off till morning,I had a nack for waking up and just stuck my cock in her and start fucking her while she slept and woke up with me in her and went right along with it.We wake in the morning for a quick fuck and then we got ready cause I had to catch the bus back.Just so happy of how we got along and the sex was wonderful.I said as a joke to take her pants down before we go and let me fuck her from behind and she did pull her pants down-What a woman but we had to go. So we strapped up and headed out the door and I went by her wall I saw pics of her young daughter and then I seen her Ex-in the picture and guess what every one he was a Black man and I laughed that's why she's so comfortable with me. We met on several times after in my early years.

Since then I've been with older women ages 37-38-46-48-51-55 best sex ever true addiction: Darklover

-the end-

The Pursuit

I felt my heart racing, it was finally coming true. The moment I had been waiting for all this time was finally going to happen. Jeacia was finally coming down to visit. Our friendship had started a year after I graduated from high school and moved to the city to keep a promise to my mother.

Jeacia was this thin and beautiful redhead who was the same height as me with a mouth like a sailor on shore leave. I had seen her in the library but never had the nerve to talk to her outside of a shy friendly smile. I used to go to the library so I could use the internet as did she. One day, I was sitting and reading a dirty story for a person, correcting their spelling as I went along when I felt a cool hand on my shoulder. I panicked, thinking a librarian caught me then I looked up to her gorgeous green eyes. She smiled down at me and told me the story looked great, she pulled up a chair and asked if she could just sit and watch me online. I was nervous as hell, I am a very private person but I consented. She sat for the hour just talking to me about everything from anime to video games. Her laugh made me feel weak and she laughed a lot. My time was up so I thanked her for the company and started home. To my shock, she sped up to join me. I thought I was dreaming, a beautiful girl was at my side. I looked to her and she was shivering so I took off my coat and demanded she wear it until we went our seperate ways. My body warmth instantly took the chill from her skin. We kept walking and chatting until we were nearly to my house when it begun to snow. She looked up a street and told me this was her stop and handed me my coat back. We bidded fairwell and I watched as she walked up the road, snow dusting her beautiful form. I couldn't move, I was instantly in love with her. I thought I would never see her again, but everyday, she was there at the library waiting for me.

One spring day, I waited for her on the steps of the library, I was going to make my move and tell her how I felt. I even bought her roses for this occasion. After a while, she realized I was sitting outside and told me to come in. I came in and saw a sleaze of a guy draped around her. She introduced him as her boyfriend, my heart sank deeply as I faked a smile. I realized there was no chance for a fat girl like me to have the copper haired goddess. As soon as they left the library, I went home. I had no interest in books or internet that day. I remained friendly to her, hoping to be content with her friendship but it was always lacking. The scum dumped her eventually and I was there to comfort her but my brother started to pursue her... I backed off. She ended up with yet another slime... this one knocked her up and she married him. I packed my bags and went back to the country, not able to take the rejection anymore.

Years passed, we kept in touch and I would visit when her husband wasn't home. He hated me with a passion, I was a threat in his eyes. I wanted to be a threat, I wanted her for myself and be the man she needed but.. I wasn't a man. I was just the sweet fat girl who wore men's clothes. The final visit was in May, I came to tell her I was moving away to get married. I couldn't forget the look in her beautiful eyes as the news hit her. She clung to me, begging me not to abandon her. I told her how I felt and she got stiff, she looked away as she told me she could never be a lesbian. I kissed her hand and left, I ran from her new house to my mother's, not stopping and crying the whole way. I moved to the new state and immersed myself fully in being the wife to my husband. He knew how I felt for her, never did he fault me.

Late one night, I sat awake on messenger... thinking out a sex laden story to write when her screen name blinked to life. I went to log out but she messaged me, her husband wasn't home and she felt lonely. I looked at my sleeping husband and then replied, asking if she needed a bed time story. She said yes, I wove a deeply involving story that was smutty just for her, using the characters that drove her wild. As I described the sensation of a touch the man did to the heroine, I would touch myself. Before too long, her typing got erratic, a sign I knew meant she was climaxing. She stopped responding to the story for a few minutes then thanked me for the writing.. she could sleep now.

I was now all worked up, knowing she was fingering herself to the story made my pussy quiver with want. I lifted my nighty so my legs were exposed and unbuttoned my top. I read and reread the story and her responses as my fingers trailed along my thighs. I shivered with exquisite delight as my nipples began to harden and my womanhood ache. I could hear her moan my name, begging for pleasure, my fingers traced over my shaved pussy lips. The smooth skin was cool but the honey wetting them was hot. Slowly, a finger dipped into the soaked slit and massaged my clit in tiny slow circles. I leaned my head back, breathing deeply to keep from moaning too loud and my toes curled tightly into my foot. The joy nub was swelling as I thought of her fingers, dipping in and out of my creek and her sexy laugh. I bucked against the chair, imagining her with me as I grabbed a thin plastic bottle and started to fuck myself with it. I could see her pulling my legs around her trim waist and plunging deeply between my thighs with a strap on and her mouth on my nipple. Stabbing the makeshift dildo in and out of my sex hungered cunt, I felt my body tighten. I bit on the free hand to keep the sound down as my pussy erupted, I sat shaking and crying after the orgasm passed. I licked the bottle clean and stared at the computer screen a little longer. I had convinced myself I didn't want her anymore yet now I needed her again.

We began roleplaying with each other, it would start off a simple game then would turn cyber sex. Her relationship with her own husband was failing and I was her only outlet. Right after the birth of their second child, he walked out on her. Like before, I comforted her and was always there for her. My brother caught wind of her freedom and chased her once again and the girl of my dreams... was in line to become my sister in law. Their relationship though... it was doomed to failure. During one cyber session, she called him by my name. He emailed me the next day and asked me to take care of her, he was losing the internet. I was doing my best to keep their love alive, I owed it to my brother but she dropped the bomb on me. She was breaking up with him because she was a lesbian. I felt terrible, once again, the girl I desired was slipping away... that is until she told me she had loved me since that day in the library. I couldn't speak or breathe, I kept making her repeat what she said, I just couldn't believe it. She told me a secret, any time she made love, she thought of me. Any time she fingered herself, she thought of me... I was the only thing that turned her on.

That was a year ago, I shook the cobwebs from my mind and finished packing up my stuff. I couldn't wait to see her again, her flight as due soon and we were to meet at the hotel. I slammed my suitcase shut and smiled to my husband. He gave me a thumbs up and told me to have fun, I kissed his gently and told him to have fun with his boyfriend who was due soon as well. I got into the taxi and was off for the hotel. The drive felt like forever but relief washed over me as the beautiful building came into view. I paid the driver and rushed inside to register. At the counter, there was a woman checking in with wide hips, long streaked hair and the sexiest laugh. My throat closed up as she turned and shrieked, it was my Jeacia. She dove into my arms and clung to me, laughing and crying. She was a lot chubbier than the last time I held her but it didn't matter one bit. She whispered into my ear that our room was ready and then nipped the lobe. Man... if I were a guy, I would be popping the most massive wood ever. She took me by hand as the bellboys carried our stuff up, they already had their tips so they dropped off the bags and left. I followed her to a suite and just stood in shock at the extent of the trouble she went through.

As the door clicked behind me, her hands were tearing at my shirt, untying the laces and yanking the fabric off my shoulders to expose my large breasts. Her mouth found mine and kissed me brutally as my own hands started to free her from her constraining clothing. Our tongue teased and fought, biting each other and wrestling. I guided her to the bed and straddled her as she laid back, our soft bellies pressed together and the heat from the place I wanted to kiss and lick rose up to warm mine. I cupped her a breast of her's, they were so much bigger than the ones of the girl I first craved. Now the nipples were tan from breast feeding the babies. I gently suck, my eyes locked on her's as she whimpers my name. I feel my pussy dribble at that sound, she keeps moaning that she loves me. I reach between us and place my hand on her mound. I can feel the curly hairs against my palm as a finger eased in to find her clit. I climb off of her and kneel on the floor as I start slowly torturing her for all the years she made me cry. Bucking and writhing, she tried to get away but my fingers weave a wicked spell on her. She now is demanding I fuck her, my fingers twist together to make a fat cock, her dripping tunnel held open by her fingers welcomed the intrusion. She squirmed as the fingers slid inside, her scream was absolutely sinful as the fingers unfurled and tickled the spongy g-spot. I begin ramming my fingers in and out as my tongue bats at her clit. I suck on the nub of flesh as her hands mash my face into her pussy. I twist my hand as I fuck her with my fingers and her screams grew like a crecendo to an opera, her voice being pure music. Her muscles suddenly clenched tightly, her eyes were screwed shut as I felt her womanly juices bath my hand. I smile and kiss her furry lips before straddling her again so I could be face to face with her. I lick her flavour off my hand and she smiled that smile before joining me for a taste.

God... this is going to be a great weekend.

-the end-

Cumslut In Training

Rodney watched as the car pulled out of his driveway, taking his wife to the airport and on to her parents’ house for a full month. He would miss her but was also secretly reveling in his new-found, if temporary, freedom. He thought of sleeping in on the weekend without being nagged about this or that, being able to walk around in his boxers if it suited him and drinking the milk straight from the carton without fear of reprimand. But mostly, Rodney was looking forward to watching a lot of porn and putting a long-brewing plan into action. Kirsten, his wife’s best friend, had promised to look after him a bit and make sure he ate right (his wife’s words, not his – as far as he was concerned, pizza and beer were perfectly fine). Kirsten was not unlike his wife: a bit of a plumper with perfectly milky, smooth skin and a loud personality. But Rodney liked his women big and loud – the louder the better – and he was looking forward to spending a lot of time with Kirsten and getting to know her a lot better than she knew he was planning to.

When Kirsten came around that night with a casserole she’d prepared for Rodney, he’d just finished showering and was lazing around in shorts and a well-worn t-shirt. No point in dressing up – Kirsten and his wife had been inseparable since they’d first met 5 years ago, and the two couples were equally laid-back and comfortable around each other. Kirsten’s husband was a bit of a geek in Rodney’s book, and he could never quite figure out how Kirsten’s huge personality didn’t completely eclipse that of her meek husband. Rodney shuddered to think of the lackluster sex life that, he was sure, couldn’t hope to fulfill what he assumed to be Kirsten’s deprived and depraved sexual cravings. A few times, when the four of them had gone on a bender and Kirsten had too much to drink, she’d offered some choice confessions that no one repeated later but that were certainly not forgotten. From those little snippets, it was easy to understand that her husband didn’t perform often or well, and that Kirsten was on the brink of sexual starvation.

Well, Rodney would certainly take of that while his wife was away. He’d been fantasizing about Kirsten and jerking off thinking about her for a while now, and he knew that the opportunity was too good to pass up. Even better: Kirsten’s husband was away on business for at least a week, so the timing couldn’t have been better. It was a hot summer evening and Kirsten’s tank top and shorts clung to her voluptuous body in a way that made Rodney want to just take her right then and there. Barely able to restrain himself as she put the casserole dish onto the kitchen table, he let his eyes roam all over her body while she busied herself in the kitchen. His cock was started to throb, eager to fill a tight wet hole. Her round ass cheeks were straining against the thin fabric of her shorts, and while he knew that some men didn’t appreciate a full-figured woman the way he did, Rodney couldn’t help but marvel at the toned thighs and firmness that were so snugly encased in her shorts. The baby pink tank top Kirsten was wearing left little to the imagination, not because it was unusually short or tight but because Kirsten had evidently also just had a shower before coming over. Her long wavy hair cascaded down her back in damp ringlets and the tank top clung to every inch of her body. Her breasts – oh to touch those gorgeous, ripe white tits! – were prominent under the pink fabric, large but firm with hard nipples that could make a man cry from aching need.

But Rodney had a plan, and there was no point in rushing to the finish line before he could even enjoy the moment. He feasted his eyes on Kirsten until they sat down together to eat. She asked him if Tara had arrived safely at her parents’ house; he chit-chatted about doing some maintenance to the house while his wife was away. After they were done eating, Kirsten got up to do the dishes and made a move to put her hair into a bun. Rodney reached out and stopped her hand mid-air. “Don’t.” he said, looking straight at her. She didn’t say anything, and the air seemed to shift as she nervously laughed and made another attempt to put up her hair. This time, Rodney took her arm down firmly. “I said don’t.” She looked at him a little confused. He closed the space between them and was now close enough to her to smell the floral scent of her shampoo. Kirsten looked apprehensive now and attempted to take a step backwards, but Rodney stopped her, pulled her towards him instead. He leaned into her and soaked in the sweet, damp smell of her freshly washed hair and skin while his hand traveled down her back and found the ass he’d been admiring not too long ago. “Rodney, don’t…” Kirsten whispered. In that moment he knew that, whatever fantasies he’d had about her, she’d had about him. He pulled her tightly against him, both his hands now firmly squeezing her ass. “Please, Rodney, don’t!” Kirsten said again, now a little more desperate in tone. She tried to pry herself out of his embrace but she was no match for his strength.

Without a word, Rodney pulled them towards the bedroom. Everything was falling into place and he couldn’t wait to get Kirsten out of her clothes, to let his eyes feast on her entire body. But Kirsten wasn’t about to play along, and she pushed him away and glared at him. “What are you doing?” she asked him, her voice ripe with confrontation. Another man might have back-pedaled desperately at this point, but to Rodney this was like the icing on the cake: he knew he would have her, one way or another, and seeing her feisty personality surface only made him want her more. “You know exactly what I’m doing, Kirsten – and you know you want it.” He said matter-of-factly. Kirsten gave him a dirty look and said: “I can’t believe you would do this to Tara! You’re disgusting.” And with that, she turned to leave – but Rodney was too quick and blocked the door, preventing her from leaving the house. “Where do you think you’re going? I didn’t say you could leave.” The stare-down lasted only for a fleeting moment, as Rodney’s gaze became menacing and Kirsten realized that this was a side of him she hadn’t seen before – a side that made her shiver with a sense of foreboding. He started walking towards her, and with each step he took, she took one backwards. Eventually he’d backed her all the way to the bedroom, and her eyes spun around wildly as she realized that she was now exactly where he’d wanted her. “This is ridiculous, I’m going home.” She said with confidence she no longer felt, but made no attempt to leave. Something in Rodney’s eyes scared her. She’d never known him to be violent – except maybe when he had a few too many drinks in him or someone tried to hit on his woman – but suddenly she wasn’t so sure she knew him at all. She took a few steps back and found herself against the wall. Rodney closed the bedroom door – an unnecessary act, since no one would come by the house and it was isolated enough that there was no one within earshot to hear anything.

“Take off your clothes.” He said simply. Kirsten was like a deer caught in headlights and just started at him. Rodney was getting impatient – his raging hard-on was now straining painfully against his shorts, and he decided to take them off. His cock jumped out of its prison, thick and erect, pointing, it seemed, directly at its intended target. Kirsten, who had never seen a black cock before, stared at Rodney as if he’d just grown a second head out of his neck. “Take of your clothes, bitch!” Rodney screamed at her, tired of waiting. Kirsten, still mesmerized by what was undoubtedly the largest, thickest dick she’d ever seen, slinked out of her clothes without further protest. “Now get down on your knees and suck me!” he ordered, and when Kirsten didn’t move, Rodney slapped her face – hard. For a moment he was almost sorry when her eyes welled up, but the slap produced the desired result: without a word Kirsten obediently got down in front of him. But before she could even attempt to give Rodney the blow job he was craving, he’d wrapped her hair around his hand and pulled back her head sharply. She winced – oh how beautiful she looked, her back arched as he painfully pulled on her hair – and she opened her mouth in what would’ve probably been a yelp, had Rodney not seized the moment and shoved his enormous fuckmeat between her cherry red lips. Kirsten’s eyes bulged as she clearly struggled with the large cock in her mouth, but Rodney didn’t care anymore. His hips started moving as if they had a mind of their own, and he proceeded to fuck her face while pushing her head deep into his crotch. His loud groans were almost animal-like, while Kirsten struggled not to choke on his cock. Dark streaks ran down her face where her tears melted her makeup, and Rodney couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She looked like a perfect little cumslut to him, and he knew that it would be a long, long night for both of them.

A loud groan escaped his mouth as Rodney emptied his cock down Kirsten’s throat. She gagged and fell backwards, cum pouring out of her mouth in thick streams as she gasped for air. She drew her legs up against her body in a fetal position and sobbed quietly. Rodney knelt next to her and pulled her towards him, brushing her hair from her face. She looked at him, scared and clearly upset, and he was both excited and angry. But he knew that he had to be patient with her – after all, that limp-dicked husband of hers had probably never given her a good fuck. He wiped the tears from her cheek and said: “You know you wanted this. You know it’s what you need.” She let her head sink in resignation and said, barely above a whisper, “I know.”

TO BE CONTINUED