December 2006

“I’m sorry Tim, but Fred won’t be home until Saturday,” Mrs. Wilson said.  I was home on break from college and had come over to see if one of my buddies was around.

I kicked at the snow and shrugged.  “Tell him I stopped by.”  I glanced at Mrs. Wilson, eyeing her appreciatively.  Her hair was long and brown, streaked with silver, but her body was as tight as a twenty-five year old.  Her breasts were high and firm, and her hips were slim, over a nicely curved stomach.

“Would you like to come in and have something to drink?  It’s awfully cold out there.”  I smiled at her and went inside.  She made me some cocoa, and then we sat around the kitchen table and chatted.  “You’ve grown up so much,” she said, placing her hand on my thigh.  “You’ve gotten very handsome.”  Her hand inched higher.

I blushed.  “Aw, Mrs. Wilson.”  My thigh muscle tensed in reaction to her touch, my cock standing at attention, bulging against my jeans.

“Do you find me attractive, Tim?” she asked.  She boldly slid her hand up my leg and pressed it against my cock.  I gasped and my dick throbbed against her palm.

“You’re - you’re beautiful,” I said.  I was stunned by her forward actions.  She leaned forward so I could see her cleavage under her low-cut sweater.

“I appreciate it, coming from a young man like yourself.  A virile,” she squeezed my prick and I moaned, “young man.”  She leaned forward and kissed me.  I didn’t waste any time, I kissed her back, thrusting my tongue into her mouth as she massaged my dick through my pants.  I slid my hands up her soft sweater and squeezed her tits.  She made a little moan and squeezed my cock in return.

Without moving my mouth from hers, I moved my hands to her thighs and slid them up under her skirt until my fingers found her hot, wet cunt.  Mrs. Wilson gasped and fumbled at my zipper, reaching inside my boxers and pulling out my stiff dick.  She pumped it a few times as I tried to worm my hand inside her panties.  Finally, in frustration I stood up and wrapped my hands around Mrs. Wilson’s slender waist, lifting her onto the kitchen table.

Mrs. Wilson laughed in pleasure, wrapping her fist around my cock again as I leaned down to kiss her.  I slipped my hands under her sweater and fondled her tits, moving her bra cups down so I could pinch her nipples.  She was squirming under me like crazy, pulling my pants down around my hips so she could squeeze my balls.

“I want you to fuck me, Tim,” she said, and then kissed me again.  I groaned at her forward invitation and pushed up her skirt, tearing at her panties until they were around her knees.  Mrs. Wilson lay back on the table, her sweater pushed up so I could see those beautiful tits I’d fantasized about in high school.  I pulled her towards me, my prick poised at the wet entrance to her cunt, and thrust in slowly as I leaned down to suck on her nipples.

“Oh yes,” she cried out.  Her cunt was warm and tight, despite the three kids she had had.  I sucked and chewed on her hard nipples, rolling them between my tongue as I began to push in and out of her cunt.  Mrs. Wilson went wild, scraping her nails over my flexing ass, swearing at me, her eyes closed tight.

I pulled up so I was standing as I screwed her, and put my hand on her clit, rubbing in slow circles as I pumped my dick in and out of her cunt.  Mrs. Wilson’s hands moved to her breasts, squeezing them together and rubbing them as she hooked her feet behind my ass, pulling me deeper into her with each stroke.

Mrs. Wilson pinched her nipples and arched her back off the table, screaming as she came, her clit throbbing against my fingers.  I quickly withdrew my hand and grabbed her hips, pounding into her pulsing pussy in earnest.  She kept swearing, cursing like a sailor as I drilled her with my hard dick.  “Fuck me harder, harder!” she kept screaming.  I tried to comply, dicking her so hard that the table shook, and then she sank her fingernails into my ass and I bucked forward, shooting my load deep inside her.

We were still for a moment, both of us panting, when we heard a car in the driveway.  “Shit,” I said, and we both fumbled at our clothes, Mrs. Wilson pulling on her panties again just as the door opened and Fred came in.

“Honey, I thought you weren’t coming home until Saturday,” Mrs. Wilson said, hugging her son.

“I changed my mind.  Hey, Tim, what are you doing here?” Fred shook my hand, which was sticky with the juices from his mom’s cunt.

“Just hanging out,” I said, and Mrs. Wilson and I exchanged a private smile.

“Oops,” Darren said as he opened the door to the bathroom. One of the
other party guests, an attractive Asian woman named Lin, was in there.
Her short black cocktail dress was hiked up and she was adjusting her
silky black stockings. At the sight of her shapely legs, Darren popped
an instant boner. “Sorry,” he said, reaching for the door behind him,
but it was already closed. He jiggled the handle, but it seemed to be
locked.

Lin walked up behind Darren, her pert tits brushing against his back
and making his cock ache pleasantly. She tried the handle too, but she
couldn’t budge it either. They banged on the door, but the party
outside was too loud for anyone to hear them. Darren turned, trying to
keep his erection hidden under his sport jacket. “What are we going to
do now?”

“We’ll just have to find some way to pass the time until someone
notices we’re missing,” Lin said. “Got any ideas?” She stepped
forward, pressing her body against his. She moved a slender hand down
to his zipper and cupped it around his cock and balls, squeezing
softly. Darren stifled a groan.

Lin stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Darren, slipping her tongue
between his lips as she continued fondling his stiff prick through his
pants. He was so excited that she was coming onto him that as she
straddled his thigh and ground her wet cunt against him, he came. His
dick throbbed and cum spurted over the inside of his pants.

“Damn,” he groaned, blushing. He started to pull away, but Lin ran
her hands up his chest and kissed him again.

“Oh we’re not done yet,” she said. “Just you wait.” She hopped up on
the vanity and spread her legs. Her thigh-high stockings faded into
her pale thighs, and when she pulled up her skirt, Darren groaned. She
wasn’t wearing any panties, and her pussy was waxed into only a thin
strip of hair. “Why don’t you have a taste?” Lin said, tossing her
hair and sliding her fingers along her pussy lips.

Darren nodded and sniffed, following his nose to the beautiful scent
of her cunt. She was wet and glistening. He ran his thumbs up and
down her wet pussy lips, making her shiver. “Go on,” Lin whispered.
Darren spread her cunt lips and wiggled his tongue over her stiff clit.
She moaned and put her feet against his shoulders as he began to eat
her out.

As Darren sucked and licked at Lin’s cunt, he felt his prick hardening
again. He made her come once, and she started to pull away, but he
kept licking until she came again. She wasted no time in pulling down
his zipper and sucking on his prick. She licked the sticky cum off his
prick and then pulled back, licking her lips. “Fuck me,” Lin said,
spreading her legs wide.

Lin held onto Darren’s prick as he began to ease his dick inside her.
As he buried himself inside Lin’s tight snatch, there was a knock at
the door. “Anyone in there?” someone yelled. “The lock’s busted.”

Darren and Lin looked at each other and made a silent decision.
People were banging on the door outside and they heard the commotion of
tools against the door handle. They fucked quickly, screwing each
other, Darren’s dick sliding easily in and out of Lin’s slick pussy.
She kept coming, grinding the button of her clit against the base of
his dick. He held onto her ass as they screwed faster and faster, her
tits bouncing under her dress. With a loud grunt, Darren pushed deep
inside Lin’s pussy and came, his cock throbbing as he spurted out rope
after rope of hot cum.

Just as Darren pulled out and Lin straightened her skirt, the door
popped open. “You guys okay?” someone asked.

Lin and Darren glanced at each other as they eased out of the
bathroom, which reeked of sex. “Oh, we’re fine,” Lin said. She walked
ahead of Darren and he could see his cum running down the inside of her
thighs. He smiled at the memory.

Sarah finished applying her makeup and smiled at herself in the mirror.  The eveningwear competition was coming up and she knew she was going to win this part.  Her low-cut black dress showed off just enough cleavage and hugged her svelte hips.  She slid her hand under the neckline of her dress and rubbed her nipples until they were hard, sticking out under the fabric of her dress.  A little advantage never hurt.

“Don’t bother,” a voice from behind Sarah said.  “You’ll never beat me.”  Deanna, Sarah’s pageant archrival walked up to the mirror beside her, fluffing her curly blonde hair.  She put an artificial smile on her face.  She turned to Sarah and frowned.  “You’ve got something on your strap.  Let me help you.”  Deanna reached out her clawlike fingernails and tugged at one of the rhinestone straps on Sarah’s dress.  It popped free from the bodice of the dress, and the fabric fell away.  Sarah’s naked breast popped out, the rosy nipple pouting in the cool air.

Sarah gasped in astonishment.  “You bitch!” she said.  She reached out and yanked at the neckline of Deanna’s dress.  The delicate sequins poured onto the floor, and the fabric fell away, exposing both of Deanna’s large tits.  They hung on her chest like heavy melons.

Deanna reached out and pulled at Sarah’s nipple firmly, twisting it.  Sarah gasped and then moaned at the unexpected pleasure-pain of it.  “No, baby, you’re the bitch.”  She smiled when she saw Sarah’s expression.  “You like that?  Is your pretty little pussy getting all wet?”  Deanna’s hand moved to the other strap on Sarah’s dress and popped it free.  The top of the dress fell down to Sarah’s waist.  Deanna took both her hands and placed them on Sarah’s tits, pulling at the nipples with her fingers.

Sarah gasped and bent forward, catching Deanna’s breast in her mouth, sucking and then biting lightly at the nipples, one by one.  “I knew you were a dyke,” Sarah said triumphantly when Deanna let out a sigh of arousal.   “How about I tell the judges you’ve been eating pussy backstage?”

“That’d be a lie,” Deanna said.  Her hands slid down to Sarah’s waist and she pushed the tight dress over her womanly hips until it puddled on the floor.  “Unless you’re going to let me eat yours.”  She thrust a hand between Sarah’s thighs and penetrated her with a finger.  Sarah jerked and then moaned, holding onto Deanna’s hand and guiding it in and out of her silky cunt.  “That’s what I thought,” Deanna said.

Deanna guided Sarah into a chair and spread her legs.  She buried her face in Sarah’s pussy, tonguing her slit as Sarah tangled her hands in Deanna’s overly bleached, perfectly styled hair.  In no time at all, Sarah had wrapped her legs around Deanna’s neck, her high heels crossed neatly as Deanna tongued her to orgasm.  When she resurfaced, her makeup was smeared.  “You loved that, didn’t you, you little dyke?” she asked confidently.

Sarah’s eyes were glazed over from the pleasure of her orgasm, and the seat between her thighs was slick with her juices.  “I did,” she admitted in a husky voice.

“Good.  Then you’ll love eating mine.”  Diana pulled the floor-length skirt of her dress up around her waist.  Like Sarah, she wasn’t wearing any panties, not wanting to ruin the line of her dress.  Her cunt was neatly trimmed, with only a small patch of her fluffy hair, which was naturally a light brown.  Sarah dipped her tongue into Deanna’s wet, waiting pussy, tasting her salty juices.

Deanna moaned in pleasure as Sarah grew bolder, rubbing Deanna’s hard clit with her tongue, sliding it from side to side.  Deanna came loudly, lowering her hips and rubbing her clit against Sarah’s tongue.

One of the pageant officials came into the dressing room just as Deanna stepped back.  She surveyed the scene, the two women, Sarah naked and Deanna with her dress torn, both women’s makeup smeared, and the heavy smell of pussy in the air.  “I take it you ladies will not be competing in the eveningwear portion of the program,” she said, and turned on her heel.

Sarah and Deanna looked at each other and grinned.  A good orgasm was definitely worth sacrificing the tiara for.

When my husband handed me his birthday wish this year, I was surprised.  On the small notecard inside the envelope, he had written: I want to fuck LeAnne.  LeAnne was one of my best friends, a petite, slender Asian woman with perky tits and straight black hair that hung down to her ass.  I never knew that my husband had the hots for her, but I was happy to make that wish come true for him.

One night, I went out with LeAnne and by the time we got home, he was already in bed.  We crept up to the bedroom and I told LeAnne to take off her clothes.  She stripped, showing off her creamy skin and big soft nipples, and went over, kissing my husband on the mouth as he slept.  He woke up instantly, and started when he saw LeAnne kneeling over him, buck-naked.

“Here’s your birthday wish, honey,” I said, and settled down in a chair in the corner to watch.  LeAnne leaned down, her long hair falling over her body, and kissed my surprised and happy husband again. I could see his dick was already making a pup tent out of the sheets.  He pushed her hair out of the way, caressing the soft locks before moving his hands back around to her tits.  He massaged them and then lowered his head, holding them in his hands as he went from nipple to nipple, sucking hungrily until they stuck out firmly.

I had always told LeAnne that my husband was a champion pussy-licker, and in no time at all she was climbing up to her face, itching to get his tongue in her twat.  He was more than happy to oblige.  He held her small ass with his big hands, rubbing the globes as she settled her cunt on his mouth.

LeAnne held onto his head and rode his tongue as he ate her out.  She was moaning wildly, her hair falling back and brushing over his stiff dick as she humped back and forth.  “Eat me, eat me,” she kept calling. I could hear the sounds as he frantically munched her tight twat, and his dick was pulsing up and down like it had a mind of its own.  I knew he wanted more than anything to get inside her.

Since LeAnne already knew that my husband liked to do it doggie-style, when he was done eating her out, she climbed over on all fours and wiggled her pretty ass in his face.  “Go on and fuck me with that thing,” she cooed.  The bed bounced and LeAnne’s tits shook as he quickly jumped into position, his dick bobbing around in the air.  When his cockhead brushed against her thigh, it left a string of clear pre-cum dangling between her skin and his dick.

Soon he was situated and he eased his dick into LeAnne’s twat.  “You’re so tight,” he moaned, holding onto her hips as he pushed his muscle into her pussy.  LeAnne’s eyes were closed, her lips parted as she moaned in quiet pleasure.  My husband’s cock is not particularly big, but he is a great fuck, and I knew he was easing that tool into her slowly so she could feel every inch.

After he had teased her for a while, LeAnne begged him to fuck her.  He began to push harder in and out of her pussy as LeAnne reached down and rubbed her clit, making herself come again.  My husband was so turned on that he couldn’t hold out for long, and soon he was pushing himself deep inside her twat as he came.  He withdrew, panting, and lay back on the bed.  I stripped off my clothes and joined them, licking his cock clean and then sucking his cum from LeAnne’s pussy.

“Happy Birthday,” I whispered as we drifted off to sleep.  I couldn’t wait to tell him my wish.

“Wouldn’t it be great to fuck right here?” Saundra asked, rolling over and straddling Kevin’s hips.  She shifted slightly, and Kevin shivered, feeling his dick hardening in response to the pressure of her warm cunt over his zipper.

“No,” he said.  “It’d be uncomfortable, and hot, and we might get caught.  Let’s go inside and I’ll fuck you all you want there.”

Saundra pouted.  “Spoilsport,” she said.  She reached up, pulling the straps of her sundress down over her shoulders, smiling wickedly at him.  She kept tugging down the top of her dress until her small, pert breasts were exposed, her nipples hard.  She lifted them, cupping them in her hands, and pouted at Kevin again.  “Are you sure?”

She shifted again, pressing down hard against the ridge of his erection, and he could feel that she was ripe and wet.  She never wore panties.  Kevin groaned in surrender, reaching up and pulling her shoulders down so he could suck on her breasts.  She wiggled in excitement against him as his tongue danced over her stiff, rosy nipples.

Kevin rolled over so Saundra was lying on her back.  “Not so comfortable in that position, is it?” he grinned.

Sandra shrugged, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him in towards her.  “Feels fine to me,” she said.  “But it’d feel lots better if I had that beautiful hard cock of yours inside me right now.”

“Patience,” Kevin tutted.  He moved lower, pushing up Saundra’s skirt so he could see her bare cunt, and then buried his face in it.  His tongue darted around, exploring all the crevices, tasting her dewy folds before he settled on the hard bud of her clit.  He sucked on it and then licked it quickly, flicking his tongue back and forth faster and faster.  Juices dripped from her pussy lips onto his tongue.  Saundra shuddered, her cries of pleasure echoing through the emptiness of the outdoors, and then ground her hips down against his face, coming hard.

Before her cunt had finished spasming, Kevin had moved up, pulling out his cock and burying himself inside her with one firm thrust.  Saundra moaned his name, pushing back against him, taking his hard prick even further inside her.  She felt silky and hot as her still-rippling cunt pulled at his prick.

Saundra pushed back up and rolled over so she could be on top.  Kevin put his hand on her stomach, lowering his thumb to her clit, rolling it around as she bucked and moaned in excitement.  She came hard, grinding down against the base of his cock.  Her cunt squeezed so tightly around his cock that his balls began to tighten.  When he felt the pull of her pussy, he let go, spurting his load deep into her cunt.

They kissed and then cleaned off, brushing dirt and grass from their clothes and skin, Kevin’s cum dripping down the inside of Saundra’s thighs.  “Isn’t it better when you can see the blue sky?” Saundra asked.

Kevin had to agree.

Jessie was so big she could suck on her own tits, which is what she was doing when I walked in on her that night.  I didn’t mind, I know I like to masturbate sometimes too, but seeing her licking on those big cherry-colored nipples just made my dick so hard I couldn’t help but watching.  As she lifted her tits to her mouth and sucked on them, her vibrator was buzzing away between her heavy thighs.  I couldn’t see her cunt because her legs were closed to hold the vibe in place, but I could smell how wet she was all the way from the doorway.

I watched my sexy girlfriend until she got off, thrusting her hips in the air, squeezing her huge tits and moaning until the vibrator fell away onto the bedspread.  Before she opened her eyes, I quick dived onto the bed and put my face between her legs.  She was practically dripping, and when I started licking her clit, her heavy thighs trembled around my face.  I pushed a finger inside her snatch and thrust it back and forth as I sucked on her hard clit until she came again.

Pulling back, my face dripping with her hot cunt cream, I smiled up at Jessie.  “How are ya?” I asked.

Jessie giggled, her soft, round stomach jiggling gently as she let her tits go and reached for me.  “Better now that you’re here,” she said.

I quickly took off my clothes before I mounted her, my dick finding its way home immediately, slipping into her sloppy pussy.  Though Jessie was pretty heavy, her cunt was always nice and warm and tight.

She fucked pretty good too, pressing her feet against the bed and pushing back against me, humping my stiff rod.  I could feel my balls swaying against her big, fleshy ass, and I held onto it, squeezing her butt cheeks as I lowered my head to suck on her huge breasts, still fucking away.

“I wanna be on top,” Jessie said, pulling my head up from her boobs and looking me in the eye.  I winked at her and pulled out, rolling over and lying on my back so she could ride my stiff pole.  She eased her way down my rod, and then I slipped my hand under her stomach until my fingers found her clit.

I couldn’t always make her come while we were fucking, but that night she was so hot that it was no problemo.  I just rubbed her clit while she bounced up and down on my dick, every inch of her luscious body shaking, her red hair falling into her eyes, and she was coming and coming.  We were both covered with sweat, and my balls were aching from the way her tight snatch was rippling up and down my dick.

“I’ve gotta come, babe,” I said, resting my hands on her prodigious hips and squeezing lightly.  Jessie knew what that meant.  She climbed off of me and rolled over, pressing her tits against the sheets and her ass in the air.  I held onto her big butt as I eased my cock into her pussy.

As we fucked, my balls bounced against her clit, making her come again, and then I finally pushed deep inside her hot hole and let my cum spurt up into her.  We lay together, panting and sweating, the vibrator still purring under our legs, until we fell asleep.  I put my arms around Jessie and squeezed her big hot body tight as I dreamed.

Randy Neighbor

I was just falling asleep when my wife Peggy ran into the bedroom, pulled back the sheets, and started sucking my dick like she hadn’t eaten in days.  “What’s this? ” I asked her, smiling and moaning in pleasure as she ran her wet lips up and down my rod. 

“I saw him naked,” she said, lifting her lips from my cock for only a second, and then going back to slurping even more hungrily them before.  I knew immediately who she was talking about.  Our new neighbor was a young black stud named Randy.  Peggy had had her eye on him since the day he moved in, and she was in the habit of watching him in the backyard, eyeing his muscular body, which never failed to make her wet.  Some men might have been jealous, but looking down at my wife sucking my cock, I knew the benefits were worthwhile.

After Peggy had sucked me to a terrific orgasm, she lay on her back, fingering her pussy, telling me about what she had seen.  It seems that Randy had been working in his backyard, mowing the lawn, bare-chested as usual.  Peggy had been hiding behind a fence, rubbing her clit as she watched him, when all the sudden, his dick had popped out of the waistband of his shorts. 

Peggy reported that Randy’s cock was absolutely enormous, with a wide purple head that bumped against his bellybutton as he moved around.  She had come instantly when she saw his bulging cockhead, but she had stuck around for the encore.  Randy had stripped off his shorts, exposing the entire length of his shaft, and proceeded to beat off right there in the middle of his backyard.  She came again as she told me this story, thrusting her fingers inside her dripping pussy, and moaning his name.  She recovered enough to tell me that he had stroked his prick for what seemed like an unbelievably long time, before shooting a gigantic load of streaming white jism. 

By this point in her story, Peggy was ready to come again, and so was I.  I climbed on top of her, slipping my swollen pole inside her dripping snatch, and sucked her tits as we fucked to another orgasm. Peggy’s eyes were closed tightly, and I could tell she was pretending it was Randy’s cock in her cunt instead of mine, but with her coming like that, I didn’t care if it was our neighbor’s big black cock that got her that way. 

After that afternoon, Peggy got bolder and bolder in her backyard observations of Randy.  Finally, she decided she had to do something about it.  I helped her pick out an outfit, a tight black halter top and short cut-offs that showed off her still-sexy 40 year-old figure.  She went over to Randy’s, and was gone for quite a long time.  I puttered around the house, waiting for her, my dick as hard as steel. 

But when she returned, I was not disappointed.  She pulled off her cut-offs to show me her pussy, which was gaping and dripping with Randy’s hot cum.  I groaned at the sight of her well-fucked cunt, and dropped to my knees to suck his jism from between her swollen lips.  As I ate her out, Peggy moaned and told me this story of her afternoon.  Apparently Randy had known she was watching him the whole time, and had gotten to like having an audience.  But he liked having her with him even more, she explained, as she detailed all of the positions that he had screwed her in.  By the time she finished, my own dick was dripping with pre-cum. 

Peggy got on her knees and I moved behind her, sliding my stiff prick into her slit  with one stroke.  Randy’s big shaft had stretched her out so much that it was easy for me to penetrate her.  She was wetter than I had ever felt her before, and she must have come at least three more times as we screwed, just from my balls slapping against her clit.

After I had released my own pent-up load inside my wife’s well fucked pussy, I commented that our sex life had been much better since Randy came along, and I was happy to have her fuck him any time she wanted. The only rule, I said, was that next time I wanted to see it.  My beautiful wife smiled at me and kissed me firmly on the lips.  “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” she said.  I knew she loved her new black stud but I knew she loved me more.

A Day at the Races

The euphoria of the win was still hovering over Sarita as she led her horse back into the stable.  “Good job,” Bella said, joining Sarita in the stall and helping her with the feeding and washing.  “Got any energy left?”

“What did you have in mind?” Sarita asked.  The women looked at each other, and a minute later, Sarita was leaning up against the wooden wall, one jodphured leg wrapped around Bella’s thighs as she struggled out of her sweaty racing silks.

Bella pulled her shirt off and tossed it aside into the hay, pulling off Starita’s riding hat and running her fingers through the other woman’s sweaty hair as Starita bent over to suck on Bella’s nipples.

“Damn,” Starita said, moving her mouth to Bella’s other small tit and sucking on it.  “Winning makes me so horny.” 

“Then quit screwing around with my tits and fuck me,” Bella said impatiently.  They fell into a pile of hay, tugging at each other’s clothes until they were both naked.  Starita kept sucking on Bella’s breasts, licking them until they were shiny from her tongue.  Bella eased her thighs apart and Starita thrust two fingers inside Bella’s sopping cunt.  “Yeah, fuck me just like that,” Bella groaned.

The smell of horses and hay was thick in the air, but the only thing the women cared about was the smell of their own juicy cunts.  Starita thrust her fingers in and out of Bella’s pussy, spreading the soft lips apart with her thumb as she fucked harder and harder.  Bella planted her feet on the floor and grunted as she fucked back against Starita’s hand.

“Get your pussy on my face, girl,” Bella panted, and Starita did just that, moving around without removing her hand from Bella’s pussy.  Bella grabbed Starita’s ass and began tonguing her cunt hungrily.  She licked Starita from clit to slit and then back again, finally working her tongue all the way back to Starita’s asshole.  “Fuck yes,” Bella groaned as she came.  Starita thrust her fingers deep inside Bella’s pussy, feeling the contractions of her climax, and then wiggled her ass against Bella’s face.

“Put your finger in my ass,” Starita said.  She lowered her head to suck on Bella’s clit as she kept finger-fucking her dripping pussy.  Bella dipped her finger into Starita’s pussy a few times to lube it up and then she eased it into her asshole, keeping her tongue busy on Starita’s clit. 

The women were a sweaty mess, hay sticking to their naked bodies, as they moaned and grunted around each other’s pussies.  Starita came hard as Bella thrust her finger up her tight asshole, and Bella followed as soon as Starita nipped lightly at her clit.

They rolled over so Bella was on her knees and Starita rubbed her tits against Bella’s back as she finger-fucked Bella to another orgasm.  Finally Bell moved under Starita and ate her out once more as Starita rode her face.  They dressed quickly and headed for the showers to continue celebrating the day’s victory.

Angela was seriously pissed off.  Her jerk of a husband had promised
that they would have a weekend away together, but of course he had
gotten called in to work.  He had promised to join her at the hotel
later, but she was pissed off anyway.  She followed the bellhop into
the elevator, watching the twitch of his tight young ass.  He was a
broad-shouldered black man with a shaved head.  It would serve Joel
right if Angela fucked the bellhop, she thought to herself.

The young man led Angela into the elegant hotel suite.  She glanced at
his nametag, which read “Eddie”, and watched his biceps bulge as he
lifted her luggage.  Angela toyed with the buttons on her blouse as she
watched him, wondering what those big dark hands would feel like on her
skin.  Eddie finished clearing off the bell cart and then stood for a
moment.

“I suppose you’re expecting a tip,” Angela said, stepping towards
Eddie.  He was so tall that her head barely reached his broad chest. 
She undid the buttons that she had been toying with, baring her
cleavage, pouting out from her white lace bra.  She knew her broad pink
nipples would be clearly visible under the thin lace.  “I don’t have
any small bills, so how about I just fuck you instead?”

Eddie blinked, his brown eyes wide with surprise.  Angela felt her
pussy growing damp.  She had never done anything so dangerous and wild
before, and here she was, propositioning this big black buck right here
in the hotel room that her husband’s credit card was paying for.  “I,
uh,” Eddie stammered.

Angela smiled, enjoying the role of the older, kinky woman, and
reached for his hands, placing them firmly on her tits.  His hands felt
rough through the lace of her bra, and as if by instinct, his thumbs
immediately started circling around her nipples, making them stand out.
Her hand slid down his stomach and grasped his cock.  He was hard as
steel, his cock throbbing against her palm as he gave a quiet moan.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Angela smiled.  She kissed him
passionately, running her hands over his smooth scalp, and then dropped
to her knees, rapidly undoing his belt and pulling down his pants to
free his cock.  It was long and thick, looking like a big tree branch,
covered with dark skin and pulsing veins.  She gave the head a
tentative lick, and then stroked her tongue around the underside, all
the way down to his low-hanging balls.

As she held his dick in one hand and licked his sweaty balls, Angela
slid her hand under her skirt and began to finger herself.  She
couldn’t remember the last time she had gotten this wet with Joel.  Her
cunt was practically dripping.  Eddie’s hands rested lightly on her
shoulders as she moved back up and sucked his long black schlong into
her mouth.  She looked up into his eyes as she sucked him off, enjoying
her newfound sluttiness.  Joel would have been shocked to see her on
her knees with her hand down her panties and a young black man’s dick
buried firmly in her mouth.

“I’m ready to fuck you,” Eddie gasped, his balls giving telltale
twitches, letting her know that he might come if she wasn’t careful. 
And she definitely wanted his cock inside her.

Without even bothering to take off her clothes, Angela stripped off
her panties and lay back on the bed, her legs spread wide.  She felt
wanton and adventurous and very, very wet.  Eddie climbed on top of her
and thrust his mighty prick inside her with one smooth stroke.  They
both groaned as they began fucking.

Eddie held himself up with one hand while his other worked on Angela’s
clit, rubbing it with his broad fingers as his swollen prick slid in
and out of her well-lubricated pussy.  Angela came hard, feeling his
balls slapping lightly against her ass, her juices spreading over his
thighs as they fucked more and more enthusiastically.

Despite his age, Eddie was able to control himself until Angela had a
few more back-scratchingly good orgasms.  With a final strong thust, he
buried himself inside her cunt, spurting rope after rope of thick cum
into  Angela’s cunt.  When he withdrew his rod, Angela sucked it clean,
tasting the mixture of their juices on the gleaming dark skin.

When Joel finally arrived late that night, he apologized profusely. 
Angela smiled.  She didn’t mind so much anymore.