Goodies for Christmas…

…when naturism moves indoors.

The gentle exhibitionism of Naturist life is something that can give pleasure to the Cockist male and the quiet and geeky girl. My friend Goody I had known for a few years and never got involved with. She was always a little frumpy in her fashions making many of her own clothes whilst quite plain and a little dowdy without flashy detail or enhancement her personality was confident and occasionally loud.

We matched each other and the previous summer had grown close enough to spend a few weeks enjoying time naked together in a non-sexual and erotically negative way. In the true naturist ideal of non-contact friendship. However those first few innocent dates had died away and we moved apart from each other. I dated a different girl for a few months but realised that this friendship was not going anywhere. Late in the year Goody had appeared with a new boy friend and I thought our interest was now dead and buried.

However naturist interests and cockism are not easily thwarted and one evening as I returned Goody home from a local church event she asked

Would you like to come to my office Christmas Dinner?

When is it?

Next Saturday Night, 18 December. I don’t want to go on my own.

What about what’s his face?

No he’s history

Oh. OK…any dress code?

You have to wear clothes!…but I think smart not too formal will pass.

The week dragged past and it was around 7.oo pm that I rolled my car up onto Goody’s drive.

A few seconds later she appeared clad in duffle coat and with patent black shoes and several stepped layers of black lace trim to what ever she was wearing under the coat. She opened the door climbed into her seat and I reversed the car from the drive. The venue for the office party was some distance from town and we chatted about very little on the drive down.

On arrival I parked the car and did manage to get to Goody’s door to escort her to the front door of the venue. Inside she disappeared to the ‘Ladies’ and I was left to push my way to the bar ordering Goodies a small white wine and a non-alcoholic drink for myself. I stood a bit anxiously at the bar sipping my drink and trying to avoid the loud voice of one of the office manager’s who seemed to be well oiled already.

I felt the presence of Goody close to me and turned to see her standing a little shyly with one or two of the older office women. I picked up her drink and walked across the bar.

I got you a drink

Thank you

Who’s the noisy one.

He’s my boss

Over there is his secretary. Next to her is her partner.

This was the first time I had seen two girls together one in a trouser suit and waist coat the other in a little black dress. The guy behind them is the company accountant and his wife. In all there were about 10 people present.

We were called to the table in preparation for the meal. I sat opposite Goody and the drinks order was taken I stuck with the non-alcoholic and Goody chose a diet coke. As we chatted in the lull between the order and the first part of the meal arriving. Goody loosened her shawl to reveal the upper section of her dress. The keyhole neckline showing off a modest lightly tanned chest with the swell of her breasts visible where a more ample cleavage would be displayed.

I tried not to let my eyes grow heavy and forced myself to look into Goody’s eyes when we spoke to each other. The meal passed without too much incident one of the partners got too drunk and fell off his chair and there was a bit of a faff getting him off the floor. The evening progressed at glacial speed and I grew restless. Then the disco started and the thumping music and flashing lights in the small space of the restaurant soon drove all but the hardest of party a****ls from the space.

Goody snuggled up to me and whispered Can we go I’m feeling a bit woozie. I found her coat from somewhere and wrapped it around my slim friend and we stepped out into the night. I could feel her shivering as we stumbled across to the car. The drive home was equally quiet and on arrival I parked on the drive but Goody sat in her seat. I put my arm around her and we snuggled up.

We chatted a little and then I found myself kissing her. This was not in the script. I like the girl but snogging, here and now. Not what I thought was going to happen. Goody snuggled closer and I found myself brushing her cheek. We kissed a second time. Emboldened by this I let my hand drop to the button of the keyhole feature and popped it open. Goody kissed me again.

My fingers slipped inside the open neck and brushed the bare skin of her chest she wriggled a little more and my fingers brushed against a bra cup slowly I slipped a finger then two into the hallowed soft warm of her bra cup. I eased my fingers further inside and then my finger touched her nipple.Goody sighed and I rubbed the little nub of flesh to erection. I’ve wanted you to do that all evening whispered Goody as if her normal voice would break the spell.

Emboldened I soon had my whole hand inside her bra cupping the warm firm half lemon sized boob as we kissed and cuddled for another few minutes. Goody struggle upright and closed the button of her dress.

Enough for now.


Yes I know but I need to go in Mum will go crazy if I spend too long out here.

She opened the door as the light flicked on I caught sight of Goody’s mall breasts filling the neck of her dress.

Mum and I are away for Xmas but I come home on New Years Eve. You could come round if you like.

Ok. Let me know what time.

You could come round for say 5.oo and we could have a Chinese take-out.

I’m sure we can fill the evening with something.

She closed the car door and walked to her door. Turned blew a kiss and disappeared inside as I started my car and reversed of the drive.

The week to Christmas dragged past. My parents had invited an aged and deaf Aunt to stay so the house was on best behavior all the time. So it was with some relief that I managed to excuse myself from the dismal delights of Boxing Evening and drive to the Chinese takeaway for a set meal for two.

When I got to Goody’s and parked up the meal had filled my car with a heady series of odours all delicious and all making my stomach rumble with hunger. I walked to the door and rang the bell, Goody appeared and ushered me in. I took the meal to the kitchen and we set t out on the kitchen table. We ate in stages punctuated by giggles and laughter as I described that my Aunt had left her hearing aids behind.

We fed a few shrimps to the cat and tidied the remnants of the meal into the fridge.

What next I wondered. We drifted into the lounge a well set fire lighting the room with a warm glow. Goody settled at my feet and I brushed her Henna reddened hair. We chatted in an aimless way both wanting to move thngs on and both nervous of saying something unthinkable. In the end I suggested.

Shall we have a bath?

Ooo do you think we should?

Who’s going to say we can’t?

We’ve seen each other naked at the beach so it’s not like it will be a surprise. Then I can massage your shoulders.

A few seconds later Goody was in the bathroom running the water and I was in her bedroom stripping off my clothes.
Goody joined me and undressed carefully folding each garment and putting it onto her bed. My own clothes lay in a heap.

You are SO untidy! she grinned at me. but it is nice to be naked again together.

We padded to the bathroom and I held Goody’s hand as she balanced from foot to foot as she stepped into the warm water.

Would you want me to wash you?

That would be nice.

She sat into the water and I splashed the silky warm liquid over her body then lathered a sponge and rubbed it onto her skin. She sighed and relaxed as the massage sponge rubbed over her back and then over her front her small half lemon shaped right breast a full cup size larger than it’s companion. It was the first time I had been able to study Goody’s naked form. She shifted from sitting to a crouching on all fours as I lathered her back and rubbed the sponge between her thighs and across her boyish rump, before rinsing her down. I helped her leave the water and she wrapped a towel around her body which I then rubbed to get her dry.

Mum would go mad if she knew about this.

You going to tell her?

Nah she can stew on it.

I stepped into the water and let Goody lather me up and then set myself onto all fours, she applied the massage sponge with some power so my cock and balls knew who was in control… Goody rinsed me down and then massaged me dry. I went into the lounge and added several good shovel fulls of coal the quiet fire. It smoked and spat a few times before the flames once more danced at the back of the firebox and up the flue.

Goody appeared with a large eider down and spread it on the floor in front of the fire pulled a cushion from the sofa and put it under her head. she settled back the flames of the fire illuminated the room casting numerous shadows across her slim body.

Got any baby oil?

Some in the bathroom cabinet

I padded from the room and returned with the bottle of viscous fluid to find Goody lying face down.

I settled beside her added some baby oil to my hand and started to massage her shoulders and back. My hands sliding back and forth to match her breathing.

She yawned. This is the life. I’d like to have this forever.

She rolled onto her back I anointed her chest with the oil and started to massage her breasts. Each nipple a tight sharp point under my hand. My hands moved down and she spread her thighs a little wider. The henna red of her trimmed pubes now lit by the lively fire. My hands massaged up and down her thighs. She closed her eyes. and spread her thighs a little wider. My hand brushed against the smooth rubbery delight of her waxed labia and I let my thumbs rub against her labia which parted.

Goody groaned and wriggled under my touch so that mu thumbs dipped inside her vagina with each languorous stroke up and down her things. Slowly I built up my attention around her pussy. Its mix of fur and skin highlighting her sensual pleasure. With a longer sigh and some shaking Goody let her legs spread wide before closing her thighs together. A very quiet gentle orgasm causing her body to quiver and shake gently.

I lay down beside her our naked skin touching in the warm light of that coal fired evening of gentle passion. Goody and I shared several quiet eveings iin before her mother returned. By the following easter Goody had moved out and we met at her flat for evenings of gentle masturbation and sensual massage.

k**s in 2018 know little of the erotic and sensual side of a sex life. It seems a missing art that few practice most going for the simple fuck on a second or third date. few even think about the eroti or sensual in the heat of a life filled with What’s ap or Faceache. Technology may have moved on but so much is now missing from relationships where aprtners are only as good as their last orgasm.

Becoming a cuckold part6

Part 6
Synopsis parts 1-5
my path down the cuckold lifestyle started about 2 maybe 3 months ago. my Girlfriend Tish found my stash of cuckold porn and started teasing me to no end so much to say in the past few months i have cum more times from just the words she has spoken. Kept me hard by discussing our sex life with random sales girls. Then there was learning how to suck Her dildo. So if you’re just joining the story there you go.

To say that we returned to a normal life would be a lie. Quite the opposite happened. Tish’s teasing became more intense. I was being forced to watch Tish masturbate daily sometimes twice a day She was getting more and more vocal using words like pussy cunt fuck hole as She fingered Herself. I still wasn’t masturbating hoping She was going to fuck me. It must have been Her plan every ten days or so Tish would fuck me and straddle my face after i came in Her sometimes I was ordered to lick softly other times Tish would grind Her pussy all over my face not letting me clean the cum up off my face until morning. The best was Having Her pussy inches above my face lips swollen cum clinging to her lip Tish would hover there letting my cum slowly drip out of Her all I would hear was
“you want His cum don’t you cuckie you want to eat his big load the one He shot up My slutty cunt”
I would spend several minutes begging Tish to let me eat her sometimes I’d get the treat others she would roll over and masturbate again I never knew what was going to happen.
I was falling more into the cuckold role Tish was loving it as well I was always attentive to Her needs but was uber attentive now in all manners. So much so Her Daughters also noticed the change in Her and our relationship (but more on Mac and Kris latter maybe LOL)
Then the faithful day came that i was so nervously excited about i was at work and I received a text from Tish “Surprise” was all it said I opened up I opened the text and yep that’s all it said was surprise and an attachment. I opened the attachment and there right in front of me was a picture of a Man’s cock and Tish’s hand around it. i was instantly hard I needed to get away no one knew about any of this and didn’t want to embarrass myself. I got up to the bathroom when the second text came in
Do I continue baby?
I swallowed hard and thought about it then another text
Well cuckie should I continue?
Then another text came in again with an attachment
“Since you didn’t answer I decided to continue”
I opened the attachment it happened to be a short clip there right in front of me was Tish jerking this cock off the lucky Bastard was not much longer than i am but thicker. The next text came in again a vid say hello to cuckie
“hello and thanks cuck for wanting to share your Woman”
Tish’s hand was still stroking him
i was so close to cumming it took amazing restraint not to jerk off but the text stopped i sat there wishing Tish would send more my cock was deflating then the final text came in Cumming was all it said this time all it was, was a picture of Tish’s hand covered in cum
There was no more text’s no responses to mine at all I spent the rest of the afternoon in a daze I kept looking at the pictures and vid all afternoon she finally did it she cuckold me there was no turning back someone out there knew I was a cuckold other than Sam the sales clerk.
I got home at my usual time but Tish wasn’t home but on the table was a note “Don’t start dinner I’ll be bring THAT home”
Tish was bringing dinner home I had been so horny all afternoon that the thought that Tish had been fucking Someone made me cum without even touching myself. i licked my cum up just as Tish would want me to do went upstairs and cleaned up and changed. I was sitting on the couch absentmindedly watch some show just trying to keep my mind on other things. It wasn’t working at all I went for semi erect to hard to semi erect back and forth as mu mind drifted in and out of the fantasy. It was driving me crazy did she didn’t she fuck him or was it just a hand job.
Forty five minutes later Tish pulled up Her hair was disheveled and her clothes normally well put together was crumpled. There was a huge smile on Her face as She looked up to the window and saw me looking out. The other two doors opened and Sam got out and some Other Guy. Both of them were carrying bags dinner it must have been. i went and opened the door for Them my questioning look on my face made Tish smile
“Did you have a good afternoon cukie?
Tish kissed my cheek and squeezed my hardening cock and walked by
Sam walked up smiled as She walked by said
“Did you like those pics We sent?”
The Guy just smiled and walked by.
I closed the door and followed Sam and the Guy walked into the kitchen and put the bags down Tish was sitting on the table looked at me and told me to have a seat in front of Her. I did and Tish lifted Her skirt Her lips were swollen and red
“Like how My pussy looks”
I looked up pleading
“oh it’s alright you know Sam already knows and that’s Sam’s Boyfriend”
All I could do is stammer a yes Ma’am
“Good cause We had so Much fun this afternoon We’ll tell you about it later or show you the video”
Tish did it again had Me harder than anything if She had talked much more I would have cum in my pants yet again. Sam and Her Boyfriend (Rod fitting isn’t it) put the food on the table Chinese one of my favorites. The conversation was pretty bland talking about work and shit like that I was starting to feel comfortable. Dinner was finished I started doing the dishes while The Three of Them went into the Living room
All I heard was giggling a few hearty laughs and a few snippets of I can’t believe he wants you to do this.
“Anybody want anything to drink?”
“babe bring the tequila in”
I walked in with the tequila and shot glasses pored a round we all had a shot then another.
Tish Spoke up
“well I know I certainly don’t want to get drunk on Tequila on COCK maybe so did you want to hear about the day I had or watch it?
“Ummm watch it i guess”
Tish sat down and patted the seat next to her.
“So once I start the video you can’t get up and leave angry upset or otherwise understood?”
I nodded my head as Rod left the house and came back He sat on the other side of Tish and handed Her a video camera.
“No answer Me not a nod”
“Yes Ma’am i won’t leave”
Tish opened to camera and hit the payback in front of me was the same screen shot that I got sent to Me Rod’s cock in Tish’s hand then the action started. I watched memorized as Tish’s hand started moving up and down Rod’s cock
“Oh babe that feels so good I love your hand all over My cock”
My own cock was getting hard as I watched and listened
“Rod your cock is so hard I can’t wait until You fuck Me in front of My cuckie but for now just a hand Job OK?”
Rob grunted
“Come on does he really need to watch you get fucked the first time by someone else?”
“Yes I promised him and I never break a promise just enjoy My hand wrapped around your beautiful cock”
Rod cock was twitching Tish slowed her hand job down like she had learned so expertly with me I knew what Rod was feeling I knew how badly He wanted to cum
“Don’t worry Rod I Promise you be the first to fuck Me If it gets there We’ll even do it bareback “
With that statement Rod came covering Tish’s hand with His cum.
Tish stopped the vid must have been 3 or 4 minutes
“Well what do you think cuckie did you like that should I continue with your fantasy?”
I swallowed hard and said
“If it will pleases you Yes Ma’am”
“No do you want to see Me become the cheating Wife that we’ve talked about That I’ve teased you about that we’ve role played over the past several month?”
With fear in my heart i looked at Tish knowing that IF i said yes my life would forever change
“Yes i want you to cuckold me watching you Jerk Rod off has me so turned on i just have to see you making love to someone else”
Tish whispered into my ears
“I will only make love to you. You are My true love My heart My soul and My world”
Tish kissed my cheek and said loudly
“But I will allow My Slutty Cunt to be fucked by anyone I choose”
With that she took the vid pressed the button again and the vid continued
Panning out it was Rods cock in Sam’s hand and not Tish’s same shaped hand same nail polish but wearing Tish’s rings
“Surprise cuckie I just wanted to be sure this is what you wanted”
Tish Kissed Me and then Turned to Kiss Rod

Mis hermanos y yo en Playa Nudista

Bueno esta historia debo comenzarla explicando quien soy. Me llamo Susana pero me dicen Susy, nací dentro de una familia de 3 hombres y 2 mujeres (donde doy una de ellas). Tengo 2 hermanos que son gemelos, Rafa y Neto (así les digo de cariño), ellos tiene 28 años ahora y yo 21.

Bueno esta historia paso hace 4 años cuando yo tenia 18 años y mis hermanos 24. En ese momento yo conocía poco de sexo, bueno mis papás normalmente organizaban unas vacaciones anuales, que cada año cambiaban de lugar, para ir conociendo lugares nuevos, en esa ocación tocaba ir a las playas de Oaxaca aquí en México.

Yo era la primera vez que iba a usar en traje de baño de 2 piezas ya que mi mamá creía que era el momento apropiado ya que mi cuerpo en ese momento estaba ya desarrollado y no se sentiría tan mal que enseñara un poco de piel y cuerpo. Llegando al hotel mi papá pidió un cuarto que tenia 2 recamaras, uno donde estarían ellos y otro en donde estaríamos mis hermanos y yo.

Cuando nos estábamos instalando vi como Rafa le susurraba algo a Neto en el oído, sabia bien que tenían algo planeado y que no me iban a invitar, así que me puse en plan chismosa para poder escucharlos. En eso alcance a escuchar solo una pedazo de su conversación. -Entonces mañana después de comer les pedimos permiso a mis papás de ir a explorar y nos desviamos para allá-. Yo estaba super intrigada, quería saber a donde irían, me puse a imaginar que iban a buscar o que iban a ver, así que decidí ir aunque ellos no quisieran y sabia la mejor forma para hacerlo.

Al día siguiente nos levantamos todos muy temprano a desayunar, me puse mi bikini rojo con blanco, trate de que mis pocos vellos en mi vagina no salieran de su lugar y me apreté muy bien el corpiño para que no se me salieran mis pechos, mi mamá me dio un pareo para poder estar mas cómoda en el hotel, ya en la piscina y la playa me la podría quitar sin pena.

Estuvimos un rato en la piscina y después fuimos a comer y fue en eso momento en el que Neto comenzó su plan. -Papá estábamos pensando Rafa y yo en ir a visitar algunas tiendas y lugares turísticos aquí y bueno tal vez ir a conocer a algunas chicas jajaja-
A lo cual mis papas accedieron ya que querían pasar un tiempo solos y fue ahí donde vi mi oportunidad para pegarme a mis hermanos. -Y que hay de mi? No pensaran en dejarme sola por ahí, que tal y me roban-
Fue entonces donde mis papas reaccionaron y le dijeron a mis hermanos que si no me llevaban con ellos no podían ir a ningún lado a lo que no les quedo de otra.

-Espero ya estés contenta Susy, por tu culpa no podremos ir a donde queríamos- me dijo Neto
-Podemos encerrarla en el cuarto y nos vamos total- dijo Rafa
-Pues si hacen eso le diré a mis papas ahora mismo y no saldrán del hotel el resto de las vacaciones- dije
-Ni modo hermano esta no nos dejara en paz, ya que hay que traerla, ve por las cosas y vamonos-dijo Rafa

Salimos del hotel por la parte de la playa y caminamos durante mucho rato, según yo caminamos por 1 hora, hasta que llegamos a una zona que estaba con una valla de madera que no dejaba ver nada del otro lado, yo creí que era una playa privada o algo así, en eso mis hermanos tocaron la puerta y abrió un policía que pregunto si íbamos de paso o nos íbamos a quedar a lo que Neto le dijo que se nos íbamos a quedar, el policía nos dejo pasar, al entrar vi unos lokers, que incluso mis hermanos y yo habíamos dejado a un lado.

El policía nos detuvo y nos dijo: -Perdón jóvenes pero no pueden pasar vestidos a esta playa, si quieren continuar tendrán que quitarse la ropa y guardarla en esos lokers-
Fue ahí cuando me percate de lo que mis hermanos tenían planeado, querían ver a mujeres desnudas en la playa, aunque en ese momento hasta yo tenia curiosidad de ver

-Es por eso que no queríamos traerte, ahora mejor hay que irnos- dijo Rafa
-Por eso no se preocupen- y me empece a quitar el bikini frente a ellos, algo que no había pasado desde que ellos me bañaban cuando era mas pequeñita
-Hermana que haces?-dijo Neto

No les quedo de otra mas que quitarse la ropa frente a mi y continuar con el paseo que ellos mismos habían planeado, así que ellos comenzaron a caminar, Rafa frente a mi y Neto detrás de mi, no querían que otros hombres me vieran ya que bueno según ellos me veía muy atractiva
Mientras caminábamos no vimos a nadie, algo que me pareció muy curioso, y a la vez que mis hermanos tenían una erección que no podían ni caminar bien.

-Bueno que les pasa a ustedes?, No les da pena tener una erección por ver a su propia hermana desnuda?-Les dije
-Perdón pero hay que ser sinceros si estas muy buena-dijo Rafa
-Porque no habrá nadie en la playa?-dijo Neto
-Bueno no podemos desquitarnos contigo, estaría mal muy mal-dijo Neto

En eso mas adelante vimos una fiesta donde afortunadamente estaban todas las personas que no habíamos visto en todo el recorrido, así que nos integramos a la fiesta, donde tomamos un poco y bueno mis hermanos conocieron a un par de chicas con las que empezaron a besarse, fue en ese momento en el que vi por primera vez a mis hermanos tener sexo, ver como ellos penetraban a esas chicas fue algo que nunca olvidare, supongo era lo que ellos buscaban después de todo.

Y bueno yo no me quede atrás, conocí a un chico 6 años mayor que yo, al que comencé a masturbarlo y a chupar su verga, supongo también fue raro para mis hermanos verme a mi, su “dulce” hermana tener sexo con un completo desconocido, también fue la primera vez que tenia sexo sin protección ya que en una playa nudista no hay en donde meter condones jajajaja.

Tener sexo en la playa fue una experiencia que me encantaría repetir, y bueno esa aventura es algo que mis hermanos y yo compartimos y no hemos comentado a nadie hasta ahora……….

Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh

It was late on a friday night, I was leaving for a two week vacation the very next morning. My husband can be a bit of a workaholic so sadly he wasn’t joining us. I know, and probably everyone else here, that my husband’s favorite thing is to take me to the sex clubs around Raleigh and show me off and let me play. So, with me being gone for two weeks I thought it would be a great time to go so that he could get some footage to enjoy while I was gone. I got up and got dressed in a long dress that could easily be pulled off. Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh
My husband always gets shaky from excitement as we get ready. I was very horny myself and went into our closet and grabbed a big handful of condoms from our swinger box. I handed them to him and immediately his eyes went big. I handed him 10-15. He said very nervously “you plan on being busy dont you”. I smiled and said this is going to be a night you never forget….
We walked through our home to our bar and I made myself a glass of Vodka. A little liquid courage 😉 . As we drove to Pheonix adult bookstore and video arcade (so you could find it online) about 5 miles from the house i pulled my tits and pussy out and played with myself. Just a little show for my hubby. We drove in and were disappointed that only 3 cars were there. We decided to go in anyway. As we walked in we were greeted by the manager, she used to be a dominatrix in NY so she has a bunch of great ideas and doesn’t judge at all. She welcomed us back and asked if we were shopping or going in the arcade. I flashed my tits and smiled, she said “uh oh, you have that look tonight, need protection?”. I immediately said “no we brought bunches but sadly it looks like it might be a slow night”. She replied “This place is funny, when a hot girl shows up many times we get busy”. We talked a couple more minutes and this great looking black man walked in. He smiled waved and went into the arcade. I looked at my husband, said “sorry babe we are gonna have to cut this short, I got something I want to see.” 
We made our way in the back and as I went through the turnstyle i dropped my dress. My husband very quickly reminded me that their are cameras in the common areas. I leaned back looked at the two ladies in the lobby and said you are welcome!. My husband usually likes to inch into the situations, start in the booths and get his horniness level up before I’m naked infront of everyone else but I decided to take charge of this one! I walked through the back flirting with all the guys, 4 of them :(. I could see a couple of them take out their phones to take pictures. My husband shuffled us into one of the giant booths there to prevent any more pictures being taken. 
Once we were inside the booth it is huge… a huge white rocking chair in the middle a video screen and a hole cut on one side. I immediately set down in the chair and started picking a movie.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 2
I could hear the door shut in the booth next to us. I set back on the rocking chair and started to play with myself on the outside of my panties.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 3
I enjoy watching the guys try and get a good look through the hole. As I sat their enjoying myself I saw an older man looking at me. Now this is also a fetish of mine. Showing older men or young 18 year old nerdy guys the time of their lives. So i made my way to the hole and handed him a condom. He was shaking and struggled to get it on. I told my husband he was old and he laughed and said well he must move fast because he beat those other three to the door. The man slid his dick through the hole and without hesitation i took it in my mouth. Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 4
It was smaller and not quite fully hard but i enjoy letting them “grow” in my mouth. I sucked him for a few minutes, he came and filled the condom even before it seemed he was completely hard. I smiled at him, told him thank you and sat back on my chair. He left the booth and the next guy walked in. He was a tall guy in his 50’s, he looked like he worked using his hands. He immediately put his hard dick through the hole. It was very nice, long and thick. I grabbed it and gave it a hard squeeze.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 5
Now at this point I was a little tipsy and very horny. I really wasn’t thinking and I played with his dick and balls for a couple of minutes. He had huge thick globs of precum on the head of his dick.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 6
I love the way it tastes, nice and sweet, and before I realized what i was doing i deep throated his long hard cock with no condom. Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 7Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 8
I realized after tasting his cum what I was doing and I looked at my husband and said Oh well. I told the man to let me know when he was going to cum and i would watch him finish. So i sucked and sucked while my husband recorded and after 2 minutes and 34 seconds, video time lol. He knocked on the wall and blew his load. The first shot came shooting through and almost hit me in the face. Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 9Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 10
We tried to get a picture of the cum flying out but you cant really tell. He finished all in the hole. There was a lot of cum. I cleaned up the hole with my panties and went back and sat in my chair and began playing with my pussy while the next guy walked in.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 11
The next guy asked to watch me play for a bit, after a few minutes he asked if he could feel my body. I quickly got up and walked over to the hole. He reached his hand through and began rubbing me all over.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 12
He started with my tits and nipples.I loved it, he was rubbing my tits pulling on my nipples and I just needed to let him touch my pussy. I stood up and let him put his finger in me. I was dripping wet and so horny. Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 13
We didn’t realize it until later that I had thick white pussy cum. He was sweet and soft, you could tell he was very appreciative to touch me and enjoy me. He used just one finger at first then his second finger slid in my ass. Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 14
I grabbed his hand and tried to push him deeper inside me. It was incredible!It was so much fun. He fingered me for a few minutes and pulled his hand back. He put his cock through the hole and I stroked him, sucked him and he came quickly. Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 15
Guy after guy played with me through the hole. the front desk lady was right. I was running out of condoms. At this point, I had sucked 7, fucked 3, 5 guys finger me, and one guy licked me through the hole. Wasn’t very pleasurable he really couldn’t reach. Then he walked in, the black man from the lobby.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 16
I got very excited to see what he was packing ;). I stared through the hole, I couldn’t wait to see if he was as big as the last black guy I had met at Pegasus. He asked me to back up a bit and show him my body. I did with pleasure. I handed him a condom. He put it on and put his cock through the hole. Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 17
I immediately began sucking himIt wasn’t very long and I told my husband, I need this big black cock in my pussy. I turned around and backed up to the hole and waited impatiently.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 18
It did’t take him long and he slowly entered me. Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 19
It was incredibleHe continued to gently fuck my pussy. It left me wanting more and I pushed my pussy hard up against the hole to try and take it all.He fucked me harder and harder, it was incredible.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 20Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 21Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 22
It is not too often that I wish the wall was’t in the way. He slammed me deep, then pulled his dick slowly out. He kept his condom filled black cock on my side so I could see my accomplishment.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 23
I played with myself again for ten minutes waiting for my next guest but sadly the sex store was empty.Wifethatrocks Gloryhole at Pegasus Raleigh 24
It was an incredible night, I can’t wait to go back and enjoy again.My husband took me home and ate my pussy, making me cum over and over. He pounded me from behind, I was so sore. By far this was the craziest sex night of our lives. So much cock, So much FUN!


I have worked with this chick for about 10 years now, so her face id say is average to less than average I’ve actually have always been attracted to her because of her body, shes about 5-7” around 140 lbs light skinned, long straight hair reaches her lower back, 34c tits but what mostly turned me on about her was her pear shaped ass and how sometimes depending on what she wore you could see it jiggle just right, it was just perfect the way it shook when she walked, i would get so hard everytime i looked at her amazing bubble pear ass and would fantasize about it almost everyday, not to mention masturbated many times thinking about it

Aunt Michelle’s Secret Formula – Fourth Chapter

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Aunt Michelle’s Secret Formula – Fourth Chapter
Aunt Michelle’s Secret Formula – Fourth Chapter

I climbed upstairs into the room where Flavius was preparing my bed next to the window. There were two more beds, including the one claimed by Flavius, on the other side of the stove.
– Let me change your mattress, he told me. This part is really icky.
He simply flipped the mattress on the other side, but the old striped mattress was just as dirty on that side too. Who knows how many people slept (or God knows what !!!) on it over the years. They were small, one-person beds, pretty basic and camp-like.
Flavius tried to make basic small talk, asking me where I’m from and how old I am. I learned that he had barely turned 19, so he was practically a teenager, just like me. He’s been brought to Aunt Michelle’s a few years back after being diagnosticated with a severe form of masturb-addiction, and his family just kind of… left him there. His mother would only call from time to time to ask Michelle if he is well, but she never asks to speak to him directly.
– Michelle take good care of us these past few years. She takes boys and grows them to young men, Flavius told me in his slight pidgin accent.
– “Us” …?
His words struck me like a bucket of cold water. Did he mean there’s more?
– Young people come here and go all the time, he said. Over the summer, when parents prefer to leave for vacation, they leave their offspring here. There’s so many young guys walking around you can barely throw a needle. Michelle takes care of us, but sometimes she has to call two more nurses to help. That’s what Michelle does, she help everyone.
– Seriously? It really doesn’t seem that way. To be honest, she kind of gives me the willies.
– You do not believe me? Flavius asked me and better arranged his tennis-balls sized testicles in his underwear. All she does to boys is to help them … and to help many women in need.
– What women in need? I asked very confused. What does one have to do with the other?
– I mean… You don’t know what’s going to happen to you here?
– No….
Flavius was ready to answer, but he stopped when he heard the phone ringing on the hall, followed by my Aunt’s voice answering a floor below.
– Hello? Oh, Carmencita, my love, I’m so glad to hear you … Yes, dear, tell me what’s bothering you?
Flavius signaled me to follow him and tip-toed down the hallway, all the way to the the phone hanging from the wall. He then veeeeery carefully unhooked the receiver and placed it at his ear. He gestured me to be extra silent and placed the speaker between our ears, so that we could both eaves-drop to the women’s conversation.
I could heard a woman’s weeping voice who sounded much younger than Michelle (maybe 20-25 years old?)
– … because I can’t resist anymore. I’m so desperate.
– I told you, Michelle tried to calm her down. The Harvest is not ready yet. You’ll have to wait a few more days.
– But I’m desperate … I’ve already masturbated all the patients in the ward.
When I heard that I froze and could barely refrain from gasping.
– Good Lord, Carmencita, don’t say that … You know very well that if you consume unhealthy sperm all our treatment is useless. You must only consume unspoiled sperm, preferably grown over several days to benefit from all its properties.
– I know, Michelle, and I knew you were going to be angry with me. But I couldn’t control myself. I tried, honestly I tried. I use my shower head every morning and every evening before my shift starts at the hospital, but when I get there, I can’t help it. I need to get my fix. I need my dose.
– Oh, and how many did you empty?
– Last night?
– Yes.
– Six or seven men. Not counting hubby this morning. So I guess Eight, altogether.
– You’ll have problems with the hospital staff.
– I doubt it. My patients already recognize me. Whenever I enter the ward at night, they call me “Lil’ Red Riding Hood” … and they know what’s about to happen.
– Red Riding Hood? Forgive me for asking, but…
– Oh, Carmencita laughs, it’s silly. You see, the first time … the first time I worked up the courage to fool around with a patient, he was a quite a burly dude. I don’t know … probably over 6 feet tall, he played sports in his youth but he was very fat now. And I kept joking: “Mister Pedro, what large shoulders you have, oh, what big hands you have, what thick fingers you have, until one time he just pulled aside his blanket and showed me that there was even bigger elsewhere. And he said: “How about this, Little Red Hoodie? Is this big enough for ya?”
I swallowed hard, as I imagined the owner of the lustful voice behind the line. She just continued retelling the story to her friend, obviously enjoying to relive those intimate moments.
– And while I was sucking him off and he was holding my hair I could hear him through his clenched teeth: “Yeah, that’s it … suck it Little Red … play with my dick … Holy Cow, you give good head, Lil’ Red Hood”. The next evening, when I came to do my shift, he’s already told his 70 year old colleague in the next bed. So in order to keep his mouth shut, I had to suck him off too. And again, “Little Red” this, Little Red” that…
– I understand you, Carmencita, and I know it’s not easy to refuse an engorged penis, especially when it’s right under your nose… but once you started my treatment, you have to stop taking any other type of cum. Especially from strangers.
– But it was so good … After the sixth or seventh semen ration I can say I finally felt full. And I even started to hick up – you know those little cum burps you tease me for – and the men would cheer.
As I stayed there, glued to the phone piece, I couldn’t help noticing Flavius’s dick, who had awoken in his briefs and was now demanding attention, pulsing and stretching the white fabric.
– I’m sure you’ve satisfied your appetite…
And when saying that, Michelle sighed so hard that it made me wonder if she didn’t take this opportunity to masturbate while on the phone.
– But you have to admit … the quality was in no way top shelf. Your patients are middle aged men, many of whom have c***dren of their own.
– Yes, I think partly that’s what excites me about them, Carmencita sighed over the phone. At first I thought it was just the taste, after your eye-opening experience. And I just tried to suck of them as quickly as possible, make them spill their seed and let them sleep. But now I like to play with them, change the movement and intensity and see how the quality of their spunk is affected. I masturbate some of them furiously, even while they’re ejaculating. I watch them struggle and try to grab hold of me, trying to jam their cocks as far down my throat as possible, in the same time trying to push me away because their members are just so sensitive. I noticed they’re the ones who produce thin and frequent jets, and they shoot far down my throat. Others I like teasing more and when I see they’re about to burst, I just slide my hand down to their balls and squeeze them like a small oil pump. This causes them to ejaculate lazily and their spunk just drools out in one thick gush, like squeezing toothpaste out of the tube. Many times I don’t even look at the guy I’m sucking, I prefer to look at the next one. I lock my eyes with his, fueling his anticipation and letting him know he’s about to get the same oral treatment. They’re poor people, down on their luck. Nobody likes being in the hospital, so having a 25-year-old nurse offering them free fellatio every evening is their only joy.
Michelle breathes harder and harder over the phone. I broke away from the receiver and peeked over the wooden railing, all the way to the living room. I could not see my Aunt’s face, but as I looked, she was really sitting on the couch with her legs spread open and both hands between her thighs – one holding her panties down, another furiously rubbing up and down her puss. Her breasts flooded voluptuously over her stomach and her flesh moved in waves under her arm’s energyc movement that simply pounded away on the inflamed vagina.
– Hello …? Michelle? Can you hear me?
– Yes, my aunt belched over the phone. Just a second, Carmencita. Hold that thought …!
I heard the phone drop on the floor, followed by a loud splooshy sound from both the receiver and the downstairs room, like someone was beating a soaking rag.
Good old Michelle raised and lowered her knees in full ecstasy, and her hand was frantically working under her pubis. She let out a long thick moan resembling a cattle groan, followed by a loooooong and spastic chuckle. My auntie just came like crazy on the edge of the sofa and I could hardly keep my dick under control. Flavius also tried to press down on his humongous penis, but every push only seemed to aggravate his erection.
Suddenly my aunt stopped. She drew her wet hand from between her legs and kept it suspended in the air to prevent messing up her clothes and cover. She pulled her silk robe back over her puffy breasts and put the phone back to her ear.
– Yes, Carmencita. You understand the problem. I will pray for you to better control your impulses from now on. In any case, I have a harvest this week which I think you’ll just die for.
– Ooooh, do we have a new volunteer?
– My dear, if this boy will ejaculate how I imagine he will ejaculate … You won’t ever settle for anything less. You will ask permission to milk him for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
– Oh, Michelle, that sounds amazing! I can’t wait to tell the girls! We can barely wait for the next meeting. “
– Very soon, my lovely lovely girl, very soon ….

Aunt Michelle’s Secret Formula – Fourth Chapter 2
– TO BE CONTINUED – ( o Y o )

Camping trip

The summer after my 19th birthday, my parents let me go away on a week’s camping holiday
with three friends: Mandy, Sam and Chris. We’d all been friends since primary school, and though
we’d gone off to different secondary schools we’d still kept in touch.
Some old friends of theirs had a farm in west Wales, and they
often used to go up there and pitch a couple of tents on a field down by the lake.
This time, her parents agreed to stay with the friends actually in the farmhouse, so we had a bit more
freedom to camp by ourselves. I suppose they felt they could keep an eye on us that way, without
having to put up with all the mess and fuss that four teenagers create. The only rule was that the guys
had to have one tent, and Mandy and me the other.
We’d all done a bit of camping before, on Duke of Edinburgh Award trips and that sort of thing, so we
decided we’d do it properly and cook for ourselves as well – though I don’t think Mandy’s parents
expected us to last out all week without trying to phone for pizza! But we started off well enough, and
on the first morning we managed to have a fry-up for breakfast without burning everything. Mandy,
Chris and Sam then went into the village to get some more food. I was going to go too, but I had
some books I needed to read for school next year, so I decided I’d better stay behind and make a
It was a lovely hot day, and when they’d gone I decided I’d have a quick dip in the lake first, just to
cool off. I’d got my red bikini on, but it was so nice and warm that when I got down to the water’s edge
I decided it would be more fun to swim topless. I unclipped the straps, and pulled off my bikini top,
letting my little 36C boobs bounce free. I loved the feeling of water on my bare tits as I swam about. A
couple of boats sailed past on the lake, but I don’t suppose they could see me, and even if they could,
I didn’t care! The water was pretty cold, but nice enough once you were in. My nipples got pretty hard,
what with the cold water and me feeling a bit horny swimming without my top on.
After a while I began to feel a bit chilly, so I came out to warm up. I wondered whether I should put
my bikini top back on, but decided not to bother. There was no public access to the field by the lake,
so I didn’t think I’d be disturbed by walkers, and in any case topless sunbathing isn’t exactly a
hanging offence, even in Wales. I sat down on my towel and rubbed plenty of sun cream over as
much of me as I could reach. I then got out my book, lay down on my back and started to read. This
was heavenly; the warm sun on my body and nothing to worry about.
I think I must have drifted off, because I suddenly woke up to hear a big splash from the lake. I
looked up with a bit of a start, but relaxed when I saw it was only Sam. I looked around to see if
Mandy and Chris were around, but couldn’t see them. I assumed he must have turned round and
come back, since there wouldn’t have been time to get to the village and back yet, let alone do any
shopping. I waved at him and he waved back, before diving back under the water.
I shut my eyes again and listened to him splashing around. Again, I wondered if I should put my
bikini top on, but decided not to. So what if he saw my bare breasts? I’d nothing to be ashamed of.
After a while the splashing stopped, and he emerged from the water and walked up the grass towards
me. I put down my book.
“Hi Sam,” I said. “It’s a bit cold in, isn’t it?”
“You’re bloody right about that,” said Sam. “Mind you, it’s nice and warm in the sun.”
“Do you want some sun-cream?”
“That’s okay, I’ve got some in the tent.”
“No, you might as well use mine. Then you can put a bit more on me. I think I’m starting to dry out.”
“Sure, no problem.”
I watched as he rubbed cream over his well-toned torso. He kept glancing at me too. It made me feel
a bit horny, knowing he was looking at my tits. I began to think about what it would feel like to have
his hands rubbing sun-cream over them, his fingers stroking my nipples. I bet he’d like to do it, too.
There was only one way to find out.
“Your turn now,” he said. “Give us your leg.”
He took the tube and squeezed a big dollop onto my right leg. He started to rub it in, up and down m
smooth bare leg, starting at the foot and moving up past my knee. It was funny, but it felt much nicer
having someone else do it than just doing it myself. He squirted some more cream onto my thigh and
rubbed that in, squeezing my firm toned flesh. I raised my leg so he could do the underside too, and
felt his warm hands on my sensitive inner thigh. Then it was my left leg’s turn. It did feel really good,
like an oily massage. His hands stroked right up to the edge of my little bikini bottoms.
“How’s that?” he said, when my legs were shining with cream again.
“Thanks, Sam,” I said “Could you just squeeze a bit on my tummy while you’re there?”
He squeezed a big white dollop onto my flat stomach, and rubbed that in too. At first, I could tell he
was trying not to look at my little breasts, right in front of his eyes. He caught my eye, and looked
embarrassed, but I smiled to let him know that I didn’t mind. His hands stroked down the sides of my
body, and up round the sides of my bare titties. His fingers just touched my under-breast; then he
“I think you’d better do the rest,” he said, his voice a little bit hoarse. I looked at him, and he was
actually blushing a little. And what was more, I could see a bit of a bulge in his swim-shorts, so he
was getting turned on too.
“Ok, Sam,” I said, and he passed me the cream. I squeezed out two dollops, one onto my right
breast and one onto my left. The cream ran down the sides of my boobs a little.
I lowered my sunnies and looked him in the eye.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t like to do it?” I asked.
There was a pause, but only a short one.
“Oh fuck yes, Annie, if it’s okay with you.”
“What are you waiting for, then?”
I shivered as I felt the first touch of his fingers on my bare breasts, and he began gently to rub the
cool cream into the firm but yielding flesh. He seemed to be avoiding my nipples at first, but then his
fingers touched my areola, which were already aroused and goose-bumpy. I was trying to keep my
breathing under control, but I couldn’t help letting out a little gasp.
I admit I’d just been teasing him, but now I was starting to feel more than a bit aroused as his hands
rubbed the cream further into my breasts. Every time his fingers slid over my hard nipples I wanted
him to squeeze and play with them. Little tingles ran through my body. I clenched my toes, tensing
the muscles in my legs. I could feel a bigger tingle starting to grow between my legs, and it was a
struggle to stop myself from touching myself there.
“Oh God, Sam, that does feel nice,” I whispered.
I could see his erection really straining at his swim-shorts now. I couldn’t wait any longer, so without
saying a word I just raised my arms and put them round his neck, pulling his head down to me.
I opened my mouth as our lips met, and let out a deep moan in my throat. His mouth was open too,
and our tongues were sliding over each other. My hands clasped him to me. For a second, Sam
pulled away and was about to say something, but I put my finger on his lips. I didn’t want him to say
anything, apologize, or ask if it was okay or anything like that. I just wanted him to carry on. He was
kneeling beside me now on the grass, and I pulled him against me. I could feel my creamy naked
breasts pressed against his chest. My hand stroked his back, moving down to his swim-shorts,
slipping inside them and clasping his firm bum. Now it was his turn to gasp.
I got both of my hands on his swim-shorts, and pulled them down off his waist. For a second, they
snagged on his erection, but I tugged a bit more and his cock sprang free. It was very hard and the
knob was a deep purple colour. I put my hand around it, my fingers only just able to encompass its
girth. I squeezed it, feeling the blood pumping into it. And oh my God, it got even bigger! It must have
been easily ten inches long, and very thick. Wow! Sam moaned a little.
For a moment, I just stared at it, almost unable to believe just how big it was. I knew I wanted to have
it inside me, if only to find out how much of it I could take, but it seemed a shame to rush things. I
tugged his swim-shorts right down his legs, as he lay down next to me. I bent down with one hand still
on his cock, and angled it towards my mouth. My tongue licked around his hard smooth knob,
underneath the tender flesh of the helmet.
I looked at him with a smile on my face.
“How’s that?”
“Ah yes; that’s good.”
I sucked the knob end into the warm wet cave of my mouth and held it there, while my tongue tickled
round it, nudging at the little hole in the tip. Then I slowly swallowed it, taking it deep into the back of
my mouth until about six inches of it was in my mouth. Then I leant forward, straightening my throat,
and did my party trick, swallowing it all, taking him deep into my throat, until his balls were pressed
against my chin, his pubic hair tickling my face. I could feel his knob end halfway down my throat,
pressing against it. I knew that from the outside it would be clearly visible, like my own little Adam’s
apple. I gently squeezed his balls in my hand.
“Annie – oh my god!” he groaned. I pulled my head back, letting his cock slip out about halfway, then
thrust it back again. I loved deep-throating guys, although I’d not swallowed a cock as big as Sam’s
before. For about five minutes I sucked and licked at his erection. I could feel his thick girth almost
choking me, but I knew I could keep this up as long as I wanted. But Sam was starting to moan quite
hard now.
“Ah, Annie, I’m going to come.”
I was surprised he’d managed to last as long as he had; most guys I’d done this to had spurted
almost straight away. But I didn’t want to choke on his cum, so I let him slip out of my mouth, his cock
wet and slippery with my saliva.
“Come on then,” I whispered, and pumped his cock with my hand. He barely had time to groan the
words ”Oh, fuck,” before I felt his cock pulsate as he began to come, his cum rushing up his erection
from his balls. The first spurt erupted over my face, hot and thick and sticky, and I aimed his knob at
my chest so the next helpings splashed over my tits and nipples. Again and again he came, his
creamy ejaculate splattering all over me, running off my tits and stomach, a little pool of it gathering in
my navel.
Believe it or not, he was still hard, and showed no signs of wilting. I kissed him, pressing my bare
sticky breasts against his chest, smearing it with his own cum.
“Fuck me now, quick,” I gasped.
He didn’t say anything, just kept on kissing me, as I felt his hands fumble for the tie on my bikini
pants. He found it and pulled on the bow. I felt them loosen around my waist, and then his hand
pulled them away. His still-erect cock was nuzzling against my thigh, leaving a thin trail of semen
along my leg.
“I haven’t got a …” he just managed to gasp, but I shut him up.
“Fuck that,” I squealed, “Just do it, for God’s sake.”
He positioned himself above me, one hand easing my legs apart so that my pussy opened slowly
before him, the little bush of hairs on my mound not hiding the pink folds of my labia. I opened my
legs as wide as they could go, and reached up to grab his cock, pulling him towards me. His thick
purple knob pressed against the entrance to my wet cunt, and I felt my lips parting to take him.
A little dribble of my juices ran down my crotch. I arched my pelvis up against him, and felt his knobend
just pop inside my slit, before the first six inches slid smoothly into me. Sam began to fuck me
properly then, his cock sliding in and out, each time pushing a little deeper, the tight sheath of my
vagina expanding to take him, until after a few thrusts I felt his knob pressing against the entrance to
my cervix. There were still a couple of inches of his cock outside me, but I couldn’t take any more.
I clenched my vaginal muscles around his cock, trying to suck him even deeper. I could feel my inner
labia sliding against him as he thrust smoothly in and out. I began to arch my back, meeting his
thrusts with my own. He was groaning now in time with his movements.
I grasped my little tits in my hands, squeezing them. He leant down and took my right tit in his mouth,
biting at it, bruising the flesh.
“Oh yes, Sam,” I moaned. “Bite me, bite me!”
He took my nipple in his mouth and gently closed his teeth around it. I thrust my crotch harder
against his cock, gripping his body with my bare legs to hold him in me. I was full of him, wanting his
cum, wanting him to fuck me harder, wanting him to make me come too.
And suddenly there was a noise that wasn’t either of us. It sounded like a giggle.
I looked up. Oh crikey, it was Mandy!
My mouth fell open, not quite sure what to say, but I quickly realized that Mandy seemed to be
enjoying the spectacle.
“So that’s why you came back, you filthy sod!” she said to Sam. Turning to me, she went on. “He said
he’d remembered something he really needed to do, and all he wanted was to give you a good
“Honestly, I did,” he protested. “But Annie wanted me to rub sun-cream onto her, and it just kind of
This was sort of a weird conversation to be having, two of us in mid-fuck, Sam with his cock still
buried in me.
“Hey Chris, you just gotta see this!” yelled Mandy, and I saw him walking back from the tents, where
he’d obviously been leaving the shopping. He roared with laughter when he saw us.
“Way to go, mate!” he said to Sam, “You lucky fucker,” and they high-fived each other!
“Oh Jesus, what’s that on your tits?” shrieked Mandy. “Has he come already, the dirty cunt?”
“You can lick it up if you like,” said Sam. “I’ve got plenty more where that came from.”
“I’d rather have some of my own,” she answered. “What do you say, Chris?”
“Fuck yes,” he said, and started to unbutton his shirt.
Mandy began to unbutton her loose summery blouse as well, slipping it off her shoulders and letting
it drop onto the grass. Underneath, she was wearing her blue bikini top. She was wearing cut-off
denim shorts which showed off her long legs a treat.
“Come and help me with this, Chris, sweetie,” she said, and Chris came over and pulled on the bow
that tied her bikini top behind her neck. Mandy held the cups against her large firm breasts for a
moment while Chris undid the bow at the back as well, then let the top fall to the ground. He stood
behind her and put his arms round her, his hands over her boobs, kneading them gently. She purred
in her throat, and pushed her head back against him while he nuzzled at her neck, stroking her long
blonde hair.
Mandy kicked off her shoes, and began unbuttoning her shorts and sliding them down her legs,
followed very quickly by her blue bikini bottoms. Unlike mine, her pussy was almost totally shaved,
apart from a thin Brazilian strip. That was new – last time I saw her naked, getting changed for netball
at school, she was just trimmed like me.
“Come on then, Mandy,” said Sam, “I’m sure Annie would like to taste you first!”
“Would you, Annie?” asked Mandy, standing over me and spreading her pussy lips with her fingers,
letting me see her pink wet pussy in all its glory. I saw glistening droplets of juice start to dribble out
and drip out onto the grass. And I thought I got wet when I was horny!
“Oh, Mandy, yes please!” I gasped. All this time, Sam still had his cock inside me; I thought it might
have gone soft but it still seemed hard as ever. Mandy knelt down over my face, one leg on either
side of my head, and presented her gaping pussy for my tongue. I grasped her thighs with my hands
and held them tight, my nails digging into her flesh, while I thrust my face into her crotch. I licked
through the little pathway of hair that led down towards her clitoris, enjoying the tickly sensation on
my tongue. I explored the little nest where her clit nestled, feeling it harden as I did so.
“Oh yes, Annie,” gasped Mandy, “That’s so good!”
Sam had started to fuck me again, sliding his cock slowly in and out. My tongue was sucking on
Mandy’s labia now. They were quite prominent, and I was able to suck them into my mouth one at a
time. I felt more of Mandy’s juices dribble out over my chin as I parted her labia and pushed my
tongue into her slit, searching out her g-spot.
I suddenly realized that Chris was now standing over me, naked too, and Mandy had his cock in her
mouth, sucking him as I had sucked Sam a few minutes ago. He was mashing her big tits in his
hands, playing with them as she fellated him. I ran my hands up his legs and squeezed his firm tight
buttocks. I slipped a finger between the crack of his cheeks and found his asshole. With a little push, I
pushed my finger in and wiggled it about.
He sucked in his breath with a gulp. “Christ, Annie, is that you?”
“Don’t you like my finger up your bum?”
“No, carry on, it’s fucking cool,” he moaned.
What a sight we must have made! Me on my back with my legs in the air, Sam with his ten-inch cock
deep inside my cunt; Mandy kneeling over my face with my tongue deep in her wet pussy, while she
pumped and sucked on Chris’s cock, while (to complete the circle) I had my finger buried up to my
knuckles in his asshole. I’d never even been with more than one person before, and here I was
involved in a foursome!
Suddenly Mandy pulled her pussy away.
“You are great, Annie,” she said, “but I really need a cock! Come here, Chris.”
And she rolled over onto the grass right next to me, and opened her legs wide. I pulled my finger out
of Chris’s bum, and he knelt over Mandy, his erect prick bobbing in front of him, wet with her saliva.
She took his cock in her hand and guided him towards her dripping cunt. He looked at me and smiled
as Mandy manoeuvred his cock until the hard knob was poking at her entrance. As he entered her,
she wrapped her big firm thighs around him, pulling him deeper. He began to thrust into her.
“Oh fuck Mandy, you’re tight,” he grunted, pumping his cock into her as deep as it would go, his balls
slapping against her thighs.
Mandy was making little squeaky noises in her throat.
“Ooo, yes Chris, yes, ooo yes,” she gasped. Then she reached over and grasped my hand in hers.
“Oh Annie, isn’t this awesome?” she asked, squeezing my hand.
“Oh, yes!” I gasped, as Sam’s cock slammed in and out of me.
She reached over and stroked my hard nipple. I looked at her tits, and her nipples were rock hard
“I’ve got a great idea,” she said. “Shall we make the guys give us a facial? Both of us together?”
“Yeah, let’s”
“I’m pretty close,” groaned Sam, thrusting even harder.
“Ok babes,” said Mandy, pushing Chris out of her, “Me and Annie, together, okay?”
Sam slid his cock out of me with a wet pop, some of my juices running out of me.
Mandy sat up and put her arm round me, squeezing my tits. We both knelt on the grass, while Sam
and Chris stood over us, pumping their cocks. Mandy opened her mouth, so I did the same.
“Ahhhhh” cried Chris, and gave his cock one last squeeze. The first load of his cum splashed over
Mandy’s face, coating her cheek and going into her mouth as well. He aimed the second spurt at me,
and it went straight into my mouth, leaving just a bit hanging off my lower lip.
Sam was only a second behind. His first load went straight over my chin, nose and forehead and into
my hair. He then sprayed his cock back and forth, semen spraying everywhere over Mandy and I.
Chris copied him, and in seconds we were both soaked in their hot, sticky, smelly ejaculate. It was
everywhere! I swallowed some, but lots more was over my face and hair, as well as running down my
chin and dripping onto my tits. I looked at Mandy; she even had it in her eyelashes! She licked at a
sticky dribble of it that ran down her cheek into her mouth.
“Mmm, you guys both taste great!” she said. “Oh Annie, just look at you!”
“Oh Mandy!” I giggled. On impulse, I leaned over and kissed her, tasting the cum on her lips and in
her mouth. Her tongue licked around my mouth, licking at the cum that was in it.
Chris and Sam were both still pulling at their cocks. Sam had gone a bit soft, but Chris was still rockhard;
I suppose he had only come once!
“Look at Chris, Annie!” said Mandy. “I think he’s ready for more!”
I lay back on the grass and opened my legs.
“Come on,” I said lustily. “I’m still hot. How about you?
Chris lay down between my legs, his erect cock brushing against the inside of my thighs and leaving
a trail of pre-cum down my leg. He kissed my cum-smeared face, our tongues licking round our
mouths. Sam’s cum was drying on my tits now, and Chris sucked on my still-hard right nipple, his
teeth nibbling gently at it.
“Come on, fuck me!” I managed to say.
Chris rubbed his cock against my labia. My pussy was still sticky, pink and gaping from Sam’s cock,
and Chris had no difficulty in slipping straight in. He ground his cock around inside me, his big knobend
stimulating my sensitive vaginal walls. I arched my pelvis into him, meeting his thrusts with my
own. I could see Mandy and Sam watching us; Sam had two of his fingers in Mandy’s pussy, and she
was stroking his cock, which was starting to get hard again.
“Oh Annie” grunted Chris, “You are so hot!”
I was rubbing my clit, feeling his cock inside me.
“Ah, ah, ah,” I gasped, as my fingers on my clit brought me nearer and nearer to orgasm.
I felt a little tremor run through me; a little cum before the big one. Oh, here it came.
“Ah Chris!” I screamed, and my whole body went stiff, my pussy tightening around his cock, as I
came in one massive earth-shaking explosion; wave after wave of electric shocks pulsed through me.
I felt Chris give one last massive thrust, and then he came too, his cum filling my cunt. As I felt his
semen fill me, I came again and again. Chris collapsed on top of me, and I wrapped my legs and
arms around him, holding him tight as my orgasm subsided, and my shaking trembling body came to
a rest. I was glistening and warm with perspiration, and so was he.
“Oh Annie!”
“Oh Chris!”
He slid his cock out of me, and as my vaginal muscles tightened a series of white gooey splodges
oozed out of my cunt.
“Let me clean those up,” said Mandy, and knelt down between my legs and began to lick up the
gooey mixture of my juice and Chris’s semen. I could only lie on my back and gurgle, while Chris
stroked and nuzzled at my boobs, as Mandy licked and sucked at my still pulsating pussy.
For a few minutes, we just lay there, sated and sweaty. But I was still feeling horny, despite my
I looked at Chris. “Did you like having my finger up your bum, then?” I asked.
He nodded. “It really gets me when someone does that,” he admitted.
I suddenly thought of something really hot.
“Have you had anything bigger up there?” I asked casually.
“Like what?”
“Well, you know, a vibrator or something.”
“Or a cock!” piped up Mandy.
“Hey, no way, no!” said Chris.
“Fuck it, I’ve always wanted to watch one guy fuck another in the arse,” cried Mandy.
“How about you then, Sam?” I asked. “Have you done it?”
Sam looked a bit embarrassed.
“With Mike,” he said. “Just once, but I’m not gay! It was just to see…”
“Fuck, that’s hot,” said Mandy. “It doesn’t make you gay, it just sounds awesome.”
Chris was stroking his cock, which I could hardly believe was hard again.
“That’s got you turned on, hasn’t it?” I said.
“Oh my God, you guys have to do it,” said Mandy. “Sam, you will, won’t you? Fuck Chris, I mean.”
Sam and Chris looked at each other.
“I’m horny just thinking about it,” I said. “Please, do it for me.” I put my hand between my legs and
rubbed up and down across my clit.
“And me!” cried Mandy. “Or it’s no more fucks from us.”
Chris shrugged. “Well, I want more fucks with the girls,” he said. “So come on, are you okay for it?”
“Go on then,” said Sam. “Let’s do it.”
“Let me get him ready,” said Mandy, and she took Sam’s cock in her mouth, licking and slurping at it
until he was fully hard again. Then she took his cock and placed his knob against the dark hole of
Chris’s arsehole. She pressed it against the hole, and Chris let out a gasp. But Sam had a big knobhelmet,
and it wasn’t making any progress; Chris’s arse was just too tight.
“You gotta relax a bit more,” said Sam, sounding like an expert. But Chris was just too tense.
“Hang on a minute,” I said. “We need some sort of lube. Did you bring any KY?”
Mandy smiled and shook her head. “If I’d known this was going to happen…” she began.
“Wait a minute,” I said. “This’ll do, at least to get his cock inside.”
I picked up the tube of sun-cream, and squeezed loads of it all over Sam’s cock. Then I squeezed
even more of it all around (and even into) Chris’s anal sphincter. Mandy smeared it all over his cock
with her hands, then pushed the knob back against Chris’s arsehole. I could see Chris’s little
puckered entrance start to expand, then suddenly Sam lunged forward, and with one “slurp” his cock
slid straight into Chris’s arse.
“Oh fucking hell!” screamed out Chris as Sam’s balls slapped against his bum and he felt his tight
anal passage suddenly filled right up with his friend’s cock. Sam grabbed hold of Chris’s waist to
steady himself, as he began to thrust in and out of his arse. The sun-cream was doing a good job as
a lubricant, and Sam’s cock made a delightful slurping noise each time it pulled out and then rammed
back in again. Rivulets of cream began to run down over Chris’s thighs.
Mandy and I were beside ourselves with glee, watching the two guys in action. Chris’s cock was
swinging backwards and forwards between his legs as Sam fucked him from behind. It was pretty
hard still, so he was obviously enjoying the experience of having his virgin arse ravaged.
“Oh my God, I cannot believe this,” shrieked Mandy. “He’s actually fucking him up the bum! It’s so
“Look at Chris’s cock,” I giggled. “Why don’t you go and give him a hand?”
So she got down on her hands and knees, crawled over to Chris and took his cock in her mouth.
Soon she was sucking and slurping on it, pumping at the shaft with one hand. Her bum looked so hot
sticking up in the air, the pink petals of her labia sticking out between her thighs. I began to feel a bit
left out, so I went over and began to play with Mandy’s pussy, rubbing at it until she was wet, then
slipping two fingers inside and wriggling them about inside her.
Sam began to thrust faster and faster into Chris’s arse. By the expression on his face, he was
approaching his climax, and I matched his thrusts with my fingers up Mandy’s cunt. Then he groaned,
steadied himself, and held still while his cock pumped shot after shot of semen up his friend’s anal
passage. For a few moments he knelt there, breathing heavily, then with a sigh he pulled out, his stillerect
cock smeared all over with his own semen.
He began to look a bit ashamed, as post-orgasmic realization swept over him, but I didn’t give him a
chance to regret what he’d done. I grabbed his softening cock, and licked at the semen that was still
clinging to it. The remains of the lubricating sun-cream tasted a bit yucky, but his semen was salty
and tangy. I rubbed it over my tits, flicking his knob against my nipples, and Sam smiled.
I heard a groan behind me, and looked round. Chris had obviously just blown his load into Mandy’s
mouth, and she knelt up and opened wide, showing us her tongue coated in his creamy jism. I put my
finger into her mouth and stirred it around, before taking it out and sucking it clean. Mandy swallowed
and licked her lips with a grin.
Meanwhile, Sam’s semen had started to dribble out of Chris’s arsehole and run down his thighs.
There was cum all over the place! Chris lay down and reached back to his arse. He winced slightly as
he squeezed his cheeks together, forcing out a further gobbet of creamy spunk, which he caught in
his hand. He looked at it, as if unsure what to do with it. I thought for a moment he was going to lick it
off his own hand, but maybe that was a step too far, as he just wiped it on his stomach.
“Fucking hell,” he said. “That’s sore.”
“Now you know what it feels like for us,” said Mandy.
“Yeah, but it was kind of amazing too,” he admitted. “Actually having something right up inside like
“So you’d do it again?” I asked.
He grinned. “I guess so,” he admitted. “Through maybe next time, I wouldn’t mind being the one
doing the fucking.”
Sam shrugged. “I don’t mind either,” he said. “And maybe you could do it while I’m screwing one of
the girls. That would be kind of cool.”
I looked at Mandy. Her blue eyes were round and excited, and her nipples were already hard and
“Shall we toss a coin?” I asked.
“Whoa, hold on a minute,” groaned Sam. “I’ve got none left! You girls are just going to have to wait a
I didn’t mind: I had a feeling it would be worth it.

Out of Afrika – Chapter 15

Out of Afrika

A Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi


Chapter 15

The consolidation of Rhino’s influence throughout the state had resulted in an atmosphere of calm and contentment amongst the population. Nobody could recall in any great detail how polarized and sexually segmented society had been prior to the company’s arrival in Hawksville but there was universal agreement with how good life had now become since Rhino had taken root.

Following the agreements made with the state’s government and legislature, which effectively embedded the objectives of Rhino’s ‘Grand Plan’ into law, great strides had been made with expanding the company’s business interests and philosophy into other areas beyond just communications and electronics.

The secular included the retail sector with the opening of several new TV and electronics stores and even a pair of new small malls. Their business had also branched out into the world of entertainment with the acquisition of a number of cinema complexes and clubs and, their latest venture into the opening of a multistate chain of motels and travel lodges. Oskar was especially pleased at the recent opening of their newest establishment, the ‘Rhino Tower’, a multi-story hotel and high end apartment complex which replaced the older Hawksville motel. Situated on the edge of town in a pleasant wooded area not far from Rhino’s U.S. HQ it was both convenient for accommodating visitors to the company and, more importantly for Oskar, who had designated one of the penthouse suites as his personal residence. Another added facility feature was the relocation and expansion of the firm’s old ‘Gentleman’s’ Club’ which now occupied the entire basement area of the main building.

The spiritual side of life in Hawksville was increasingly being cared for by the establishment of the ‘Church of the Black Staff’ which was quickly becoming the hub by many of those the religiously-inclined. The church promoted a very convincing set of beliefs that had been enthusiastically embraced by not only in Hawksville, but in other communities throughout the state. There were very few areas in the entire state that hadn’t been impacted one way or another by Rhino Industries.

Oskar, Rhino’s US boss, a man not noted for a sense of humour, joked that maybe Rhino should change the company name to ‘Octopus’ given there were now so many tentacles reaching out throughout the land.


The Goodfellows considered winters in the North East to be brutal and for Jeanne Goodfellows, a sun-loving ex-resident of Florida, the onset of snow and plunging temperatures in her Massachusetts home was especially hard to bear. For her the attractions of the sunshine state was bought into sharp focus from the moment the first snowflake fell and she spent the winter months with a longing to escape back to the warmer climes where she had been bought up. (“Be careful what you wish for” might have been appropriate advice.)

Jim, her husband, from pioneer stock could trace his family lineage back to the founding fathers and was more used to the cold winters but, nonetheless, sympathized with his wife’s desire to be somewhere warmer when the thermometer started to drop.

He was a sales representative for a building materials company and his ‘patch’ stretched from New England all the way down the Eastern Seaboard to Florida. Indeed, it was when he was visiting her hometown of Fort Myers, Florida a few years back that he had met Jeanne, pursued her and eventually asked for her hand in marriage. She was so besotted with him that the realities of moving to set up home far away from her beloved sunny Florida had not occurred to her at the time. She still loved him dearly but after spending two years suffering New England winters had coloured her opinions somewhat and she was beginning to harbor doubts!

They were both still very much in love and had simple tastes and a conservative outlook on life. They neither drank nor smoked and the subject of sex was one that was acknowledged discretely, for their upbringing had instilled in them that the act of intercourse was all about procreation and not to be regarded primarily as a form of pleasure. The unspoken belief made them both a little uneasy when the topic of sex came up for in truth they both harboured fantasies that they wished for something more exciting to happen in the bedroom.

Since their marriage Jim had been promoted and his new job didn’t require him to do the amount of long distance traveling that he previously done. On the one hand Jeanne was pleased to have him at home more often but there was the downside, which meant now with his new position she never got the occasional treat to travel with him as she did before his promotion. However, all was not lost as from time-to-time he was still required to liaise with the firm’s major customers and her joy knew no bounds when at the onset of another New England winter he came home to tell her he was going to be taking a road trip to visit her hometown down Fort Myers in Florida, with several other stops along the way.

Given Jim’s fear of flying there was no question that he would be driving and she regarded this to be an opportunity of them to transform his trip into a mini-vacation. He took up her suggestion and he extended the trip by taking some of the leave days he was owed. Whilst she understood that the trip was all about Jim’s work she justified her involvement as providing essential companionship for him on the long distance drive that would take them through every state between Massachusetts and Florida.

Jim had done the route a few times over the years and he was excited at the prospect of taking one of their overnight stops in the small town of Hawksville where he had stayed a couple of times previously. He related to Jeanne that it was one of a chain of hotels that was unique to the state and that the standards and the welcome they offered were first class and that all that comfort was provided for little money. (Jim was very careful about personal finances.) He told her that he had already called and made a reservation.

The I-95 Interstate quickly took them away from home and the falling snow. Jeanne gave a shudder and silently thanked her good fortune that she was leaving the cold weather behind and that in a couple of days they would be enjoying the warmth of the sandy beaches and warm Gulf Coast waters. However there was the matter of a few hundred miles of road ahead before that was going to happen as they set to and for the next 10 hours concentrated on the shared drive south to their first overnight stop in Hawksville.

They turned off the interstate as the sun was setting and Jim followed the route he knew so well and soon they saw a familiar sign advertising the location of Hawksville Rhino Suites on the approach to the town. He spotted the drive-way leading through the trees but was both confused and somewhat taken aback when on turning into the lot he was confronted not by the old familiar lo-rise (and somewhat ramshackle) two story motel to find a more modern hi-rise modern hotel. His first instinct was that he had taken a wrong turn but, no, there was the familiar Rhino Suites logo that suggested he must be in the right place.

The check-in clerk looked up and smiled when they entered the lobby, “Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Goodfellow , how nice see you again sir.”

Jeanne was impressed from the outset. She liked the calming atmosphere created by the soft hum in the air in the lobby and was delighted by the recognition of the big black man for it had been quite a while since Jim had travelled down that way. It was a nice welcome and as she looked around the lobby she became even more impressed as she took in the modern, African lodge décor and with the high quality of the establishment’s appointments. What she didn’t know (and neither did Jim) was that from his very first visit to Rhino Suites a few years before that a file had been created, one that detailed many personal details about Mr. Jim Goodfellow. The clerk had been prepared for their arrival from the moment he had made their reservation and the combination of Rhino’s face-recognition software and knowledge of his previous stays in their Rhino TV-equipped rooms ensured that there was little that the friendly clerk didn’t already know about Jim and his personal habits.

The elevator took them to their third floor room and Jeanne marvelled at the sight of the large room, the king sized bed and the other furniture in the suite. It was so luxurious compared to her suburban tastes and, “wow, just look at the size of that flat screen TV,” she said as Jim followed her into the room.

He dropped the bags and without hesitation immediately picked up the remote and switched on the massive set. The screen instantly came to life and a pleasing low pitched humming sound immediately filled the room. It sounded very familiar to the same muted sounds that they had heard in the lobby, the sound that had told Jim that as soon as he entered their room that he must switch on the TV. The screen started displaying a swirling, dazzling pattern of multi-colored light and as the couple stared at it they became frozen in place.

They had no idea of just how long they stood mute in front of the screen, to them it could have been for minutes, or hours, but after what they thought was just a few seconds things seemed to return to normal and the TV began to display the expected local program. Jeanne watched for a while but soon tired of looking at the local news and feeling a little woozy went into the bathroom to freshen up after their long journey. She had stripped down to her underwear when there was a knock on their door.

Jim tore his attention away from the TV and walked woodenly over to open their door. Jeanne looked over her shoulder to see the same tall handsome black check-in clerk who had greeted them standing in the doorway. He totally ignored Jim and instead beckoned to her to come out of the bathroom. Jim moved aside as their visitor stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. She approached the clerk and felt no embarrassment or made any objection as the black man reached forward and wrapped his strong arms about her waist and pulled her closer. She gazed up into his dark eyes as he bent down and began to kiss her willing mouth. She had a glazed expression and despite the fact she was standing there in just her panties and bra she offered him no resistance as he continued to kiss her, nor did she feel the least bit alarmed as she felt his broad black hands reaching around to release her bra before his hands slid down to fondle and squeeze her ass cheeks. On the contrary she couldn’t help but feel extremely aroused by the attentions of this black man whom she had just met and only briefly spoken to earlier. Her only confusion was that her husband wasn’t expressing any concerns or objections over what their black guest was doing to her. Indeed, he was acting as if he knew this stranger and was welcoming what he was seeing him doing.
The pulsing sounds from the large TV filled the air and as she felt his hands cupping her breasts and she felt a sense of ease, almost as if she had been in the arms of this black man many times before. She gave no resistance when the stranger took her hand and led her over to the king sized bed. She walked as if in a trance and stood there in just her panties as she waited for him to remove his clothes. Jim followed them over towards the bed and sat himself down on a bedside chair. They both watched as the black man pulled off his shirt and then unbuckled his belt to loosen his trousers. The first thing they both noticed as that he wasn’t wearing any underwear; the second thing was as his pants dropped his massive rapidly hardening black cock rose to get their attention.

Jeanne licked her lips at this first encounter with the black stranger and the sight of his massive cock triggered a strange primal reactions in them both. For Jeanne it was an intense feeling of sexual desire, beyond anything she had previously experienced with Jim and yet at the same time it nonetheless felt totally normal. For Jim it stirred faint memories of similar stirrings of horniness which had occurred when he had last stayed in Hawksville.

Across the room on the large flat screen Rhino TV a series of explicit, highly erotic scenes began to be displayed, each scene showing a white woman caught up in the throes of sexual bliss as she was being fucked by a black man. In every scene there would also be a white male, presumed to be the woman’s husband or boyfriend, standing beside the bed, stroking his cock and smiling down as he watched the woman being ravaged by her black lover.

To Jim the scenes seemed oddly familiar to his sleepy eyes. Certainly he could recognise the decor and furnishing of the background of the on-screen action as being the signature Rhino style and clearly had been filmed in a room very similar to their own. Had he concentrated more closely he would have seen that in some of the scenes he was the white wimp standing beside the bed. However, that was the beauty of the hypnotic spell he was now under for unless told otherwise the faces of the people appearing on the screen were not recognised and therefore he had no recollection that on one of his previous stays in this Rhino lodging he had been instructed by the TV to go into the adjacent room where he was filmed watching another guest, a woman traveling on her own, being fucked by one of the motel’s black staff members.

Indeed, it was on that previous visit several years before that his mind had been conditioned by the local Rhino technician who was responsible for the operation of the Rhino TV equipped rooms. Not only had he been invited under a spell to go and watch his fellow guest being ravaged by a black cock he had also been implanted with a command that he must arrange a pretext whereby he needed to re-visit Hawksville and to bring his own wife so they could both experience the same special service.

Jeanne dropped to her knees in front of her new black master and with no hesitation wrapped both her hands around the stiff tool which was pointing its obscene swollen glans at her face. She licked her lips again and with an unladylike gesture spat a gob of saliva onto the fat knob and began to smear the slimy spit to spread the pre-cum that was beginning to dribble from the fat cock.

Jim sat and was both confused and also extremely aroused at the scene before him. His Jeanne, his sexually conservative wife had never acted in this fashion in their love-making. She was the type of girl that would much prefer to have the lights turned off whenever they went to bed. Certainly she had never given him any oral attention as she considered such a suggestion as being ‘dirty.’ Such an act was just a fantasy for him to have a furtive wank over as he sat in a locked bathroom. It was as that thought crossed his mind that he raised his butt from the chair as he pulled off his own pants down and took hold of his own stiff cock.

Jeanne tried her best but there was no way that she could take but a few inches of the fat black cock she was pulling into her willing mouth. Not only was it something she had never done before but it was a physical impossibility for her black ravager to push any further beyond the rosebud lips that surrounded his massive tool. However, it was not a disappointment to him for Jeanne had quickly learned to provide pleasure by sucking at and licking around the fat glans that filled her. Her busy tongue soon bought him to the edge and with murmured words of encouragement he instructed her just when to lick and when to pause so that his pleasure was kept at just the right level.

“Get over here white boy.” Jim’s attention was broken by the sharp command. “Get your woman ready for the best fuck of her life.”

Jim stood up without hesitation and almost fell as his pants grabbed his ankles. He kicked them off to one side and stumbled over to where his wife was enthusiastically sucking a cock that was twice the size of his own.
“Why don’t you get down on the floor and give that white pussy of hers a bit of tongue action. I like to have my women nice and wet when I enter them,” the black man said.

Jim laid down on the floor and lying on his back shuffled himself along and slid behind her. She obligingly raised up slightly and spread her legs to allow him access. Soon his head was between her thighs and the heady smell of her dripping cunt was filling his nostrils. He felt his cock give a twitch as he, for the first time in his life, was allowed to taste a woman’s pussy, his wife’s, most private place. Jeanne, who in her prim little world would never have allowed such a thing was now moaning with pleasure as he tentatively probed between her lips. He looked up and could see the thick black shaft of her aggressor in her mouth and his hanging balls swaying as he gently face-fucked his wife. She rocked back and forth on his tongue, covering his upturned face with her juices and the longer he lapped and licked the louder came the grunts and groans from her cock-filled mouth. Jim could hear the sucking and slobbering above him and soon dribbles of her saliva mixed with goodness know what else started to string down and splash his face.

He heard a black voice say, “Good boy, good girl, good job,” and then without warning Jeanne gave a jerk and clenched his head between her thighs. Her head fell back releasing the black cock from her mouth and with a loud squeal she spasmed and climaxed, ejaculating her pleasure all over his face and into his open mouth. He gasped to breathe as she squirted cum into his mouth and then added a grunt to the soundtrack as he felt his own cum-flood spurt over his hand that was frantically wanking his own cock.

His pleasure was short-lived for just as he was delighting in the strange warmth surrounding his face a sudden change in temperature hit him as Jeanne was wrenched to her feet. The big black man had grabbed her and without ceremony pushed her over toward the bed. She stumbled and unknowingly kicked Jim as he lay there, which confused him no end and he was suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of humiliation. He felt as if he was being totally ignored and in addition that his wife and her black lover’s treatment and lack of consideration gave him cause to think he was somehow inferior ….

…which was exactly what the Rhino programme was designed to achieve.

He instinctively ducked his head as the black man stepped over him and he glimpsed the fat, thick, 10” long cock swinging above him dripping yet another glob of spit down on him. The black interloper looked down on him contemptuously, “Get up wimp and sit over there,” pointing to the chair beside the bed.

Jim scrambled to his feet and did as he was told. He rubbed the damp from his face with the back of his hand only to realize that he was spreading his own cum adding to the mix. He felt foolish and hoped that his silliness hadn’t been noticed. It hadn’t, neither Jeanne nor the black stranger were paying even the slightest attention of him. Blinking he looked toward the bed where his naked wife lay with her legs spread wide, her knees drawn up and her hands holding either side of her gaping wet pussy open. Forgetting the mess he had smeared around his face he instantly had nothing but feelings of love and admiration for her as he took in the lewd sight.

She mewled, “Please, don’t make me beg. Come on; fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours.” The plea was not directed toward her husband but to the towering black figure who was positioning himself between her parted legs. Jim then watched as the black stranger eased his massive cock into her and made her his slut for the evening. It was several hours later, after having deposited several loads of hot cum into his loving wife that the black stranger put his clothes back on and left the two of them alone. Jim immediately climbed onto the bed and bent down, just as he’d seen many of the white males on the screen do. He felt his wife guiding him down till his tongue found her now stretched opening and the warm prize he knew was his reward.


The following morning Jim and Jeanne awoke totally refreshed from their solid night’s sleep. Jeanne felt a little sore ‘down there’ but she didn’t think too much of it and certainly wasn’t going to share such an intimate topic with her equally prudish husband; Jim, when he swung his legs over the edge of the bed saw a large wet spot on the sheets and noted the fact that his pajamas also had the evidence of a copious wet-dream staining the front. He kept his back to his wife as he went straight into the bathroom to start his day with a shower. The pyjamas would have to be hidden away in the suitcase until he could get them into the laundry was his overriding thought.

They didn’t linger long in the suites breakfast bar before presenting themselves at reception to check-out. The familiar face of the receptionist, the same one who had checked them in the night before was behind the desk and Jim joked that he must really love his job as he always seemed to be on duty.

“I do love my job sir,” the black man retorted, “and it’s meeting and getting to know lovely people like you that makes it all worthwhile.”

Jim laughed; Jeanne joined him but as she smiled she had the strangest feeling that she knew this man from somewhere else.

“You have a safe journey sir and you too madam,” he said as he returned Jim’s credit card, “it’s been a real pleasure to have you spend time with us.”

They left the lobby and went out to the parking lot to find their car and then the road to Florida and Fort Myers.
Back at the reception desk the clerk was already busy checking that the Goodfellows’s file had been updated successfully, with especial attention being paid to the video files that had been recorded from the previous evening.


Chloe’s world had changed beyond measure since the coming of summer, the school vacation and the return of her cousin Holly back to live in Hawksville. In fact there had been so many changes that the Chloe of 6 months ago would not be recognized as the one whom now had something of a growing reputation as ‘a bit of a slut’. Outwardly she was still the young fresh-faced bubbly 18 year-old, star of the Cheerleader Troupe who helped to her grateful parents. She was kind to her pets as well, but at other times, in the right company and with the right stimulus, she transformed into a kind of sexual predator, who had no inhibitions about doing anything that wasn’t going to cause her harm.

It was Ma’bill, the software programmer and now Rhino Store retail manager, who might be identified as being instrumental in bringing this rapid transformation about but, then again, he was only carrying out orders from a higher authority, so the credit cannot be given to him in providing Rhino with its newest asset.

Ma’bill had felt a little slighted that after having nurtured the beautiful Ingrid, the Swedish girl who had recently come with her father to buy a new Rhino phone, had been taken from him by Oskar before he could make a move on her. There was nothing he could do about it, other than regret that the embryo of the idea he had planned out had been effectively stilled at birth. No matter, there were plenty of other fish in the sea and he sought solace in applying ‘plan B,’ which if carried out as his fevered mind had planned it would be far more satisfying and, indeed, personally more profitable for he was not the most highly paid employee and was always looking to be making a bit of extra cash.
Oskar had decreed that despite an implied contradiction to the Rhino philosophy and their initial plan of making white males feel inferior to their black superiors by denying them sexual intercourse with their wives and lovers, that there was a danger that mental complications would build up in the minds of the white men who were subjected to the Rhino mind-controlling influences. It was a situation that he didn’t want to negatively impact on the ‘grand plan’ and he decided that in one way or other the white male population should be catered to so that harmony and happiness could be encouraged and maintained.

It was for that reason that the new Gentlemen’s club in the basement of Rhino Tower and Suites had been designed to provide some special facilities. The club was primarily a ‘blacks-only’ place of entertainment, but the white husbands and boyfriends of the black patrons white female guests had also been accommodated, so that they wouldn’t feel completely left out.

Chloe had no idea that she was destined to add to her portfolio by becoming an entertainer and part of this new endeavor.


Holly was delighted with her new mobile phone and even more impressed when that nice chap who had sold it to her had contacted her with what he said was a follow-up courtesy call. Ma’bill had listened patiently to her queries and questions regarding some of the phone’s many features, some of which she was unsure about and he made the suggestion that perhaps they might meet up and he could give her a practical demonstration, show her first-hand what she needed to do in order to get the maximum benefit from the phone. In truth she had no choice for the ‘command’ had already been implanted and the invite was just the first step in his scheme to satisfy both Oskar’s directive and his own personal needs.

Each weekend Chloe and Holly would typically spend the Saturday doing ‘girly things’ together which usually involved them getting up close and personal in either one of their bedrooms, depending on who was visiting who. Their Sapphic pastimes often followed after a shopping trip to the mall, where they would spend hours trying on the dresses and other clothing that the Rhino Adult store stocked. It seemed that every week would see some new line of dresses being introduced and they delighted in showing off and complimenting each other as they tried on and modeled the erotic garments displayed on the racks and shelves. Sometimes they even made a purchase!

Sundays were altogether more serious in tone, for the day began early by attending the morning service at the Church of the Black Staff. Both Chloe and Holly had swiftly become converts to the new religion after their initial visit and they’d both found the greatest of pleasure in following the commandments and guidelines that Pastor Erasmus shared with his flock from his pulpit. They especially looked forward to the latter part of the service, where the black priests selected several female parishioners, who would then be led by the black church elders down to the basement where a special communion took place. Holly and Chloe were always selected but neither of them could, if questioned, explain what it was that made them feel so happy and fulfilled at being included in this special ceremony. They just knew that afterwards when they finally emerged into the late afternoon daylight that they felt filled with love and a sense of having made a real difference to the well-being of the church community and beyond.

After church they would invariably go back to Holly’s house where the rest of the day would be spent in the company of her parents, the new black family who lived next door and any other guests who might be invited to spend the day around the backyard pool. The summer weather encouraged everyone to enjoy themselves by lazing around the in ground pool, listening to the soft sounds of the family’s new Rhino stereo system and enjoying the barbecued food that Holly’s Dad, Gerald, insisted on providing. It was a perfect way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

Ma’bill had no doubts that he would be included in the guest list from the moment that Holly had mentioned what sort of things that she liked doing on the weekends. He was showing her another feature of her phone when as a by-the-way she told him about the upcoming Sunday barbeque pool party. He pressed a few keys and without a pause in their conversation her phone told her to invite him.


Gerald was standing at his usual position, behind his new stainless steel five burner grill supposedly guarding the various cuts of meats, ribs and whatever else he had elected to cook this day from becoming charred or burnt. In truth his attention was not entirely focused on the food he was charged with preparing as he was more interested in what everyone else was doing as they lay around on loungers chatting or, especially the youngsters, playing in the pool. It seemed to him that a pattern had developed over the past few weeks since he had started to host these garden parties that folks would arrive, quickly change into their swimming costumes and after having consumed a couple of drinks begin to display the most uninhibited sexually-tinged behavior. It always seemed to happen once Sally, his wife, had turned on their Rhino stereo sound system that everyone began to play and fool around.

Gerald had no problem witnessing what was going on, indeed, he welcomed it having spent the previous days in a state of frustrated anticipation knowing he would be soon be observing more than just innocent flirting between couples happening in front of his eyes. Not just male/female activities either for last week Holly had introduced her cousin Chloe to the mix and he was excited beyond measure when he had watched the two of them laying on a lounger, each with their hands inside each other’s bikini bottoms. They were totally unabashed and oblivious as they openly fingered each other for quite some time. He was embarrassed to find himself subconsciously stroking his stiff cock as he stood behind the grill watching them loving one another. As they writhed in their pleasure before him he was grateful for the sweet sound of music that blanketed his groans of ecstasy as he spirted cum all over his hand. He looked around and was relieved to see, as usual, that nobody was paying him even the slightest attention.

This week it should be even more interesting for Holly informed him that she had invited her new boyfriend, Ma’bill, a chap she’d met when she bought her new phone at the Rhino store. He was pleased for not only was he a ‘company man’ like himself, but apparently he was also black and that fitted in very well with Gerald’s mind set of encouraging greater interaction between the races. Indeed, since goig to work for Rhino he had developed this overwhelming need to see white females with black males as he subconsciously recognized there was something about these darker skinned males that made him regard them as superior and for himself to feel a little inferior in their presence. For his older daughter to actually have such a companion made him feel that he was truly fulfilling a duty of being subservient to a superior being. Where such an idea came from he had no idea, but it was one he was completely comfortable with, just as he gained constant comfort from the humming Rhino phone in his pocket.

This Sunday afternoon had progressed along now familiar lines. The black family next door had come over and their young girl and one of her young black girlfriends had quickly hooked up with their best friend, Rachael, his younger daughter. They were all wearing very skimpy bikinis and he was delighted to watch them cavort in the shallow end of the pool as they jumped around and to see their little titties bouncing with excitement. It didn’t take too long for their suits to become soaked and the flimsy material to mold itself to their young flesh so that they may as well have been totally naked, given that their costumes only emphasized the delights that they were supposed to conceal.

He continued to prod and poke at the steaks on the grill but wasn’t really looking at the food but rather was keeping his attention focused on the unfolding scenes before him. Holly, Chloe and Ma’bill had already commandeered the two loungers at deep end of the pool; too far for him to hear their conversation but that didn’t matter for he was more than happy with his perfect view as they settled down to enjoy their drinks. He looked around and saw that Sally was entertaining the neighbours with her usual combination of flirting with the husband under the approving eye of his wife, together with frequent touches to his arm as she emphasized the intimate things (he supposed) she was sharing with them both. He had no doubt that as the afternoon wore on that the touches would become ever more intimate and, hopefully, they would lead to the trio going off to the shady part of their garden, where more serious and intimate exchanges would take place.

He was entirely content in his own little world and as he watched the overtly sexual behavior that once again was rapidly developing in front of him and he mused at how well life had turned since they had moved back to Hawksville and he had taken the job with Rhino. The relocation to Hawksville, meeting and getting to know their black neighbors and everything else that had flowed from the day since they had returned back to their roots, in his view it just couldn’t get any better.

The greatest change and source of wonder to him that gave him an immense sense of satisfaction was with how assertive Sally had become since they’d returned. She was now no longer the dowdy, conservative and submissive wife of old but rather she had transformed herself into a sexy and domineering woman who knew exactly what she wanted and would not hesitate to say and do whatever it took in order to get it. Since their return her sexual appetite had long overtaken his and perversely he was extremely grateful that she found comfort and satisfaction by frequently fucking the black husband who lived next door. It didn’t occur to him that his reaction should have been one of total outrage for there was something that seemed so right about her behavior and attitude, especially since he was unable to physically provide her with what she now needed sexually, on an almost daily basis. He had gained his own satisfaction from witnessing the sight of his neighbor’s big fat black cock sliding into her welcoming white pussy. It confirmed in his mind that he was the inadequate one and he felt gratitude toward this superior black man for providing his wife with what he could not. That his neighbor’s wife had no objections and indeed had even openly encouraged and participated in these couplings was a bonus. His sense of inadequacy was compensated by them occasionally ‘allowing’ him to satisfy his voyeuristic tendencies by watching from a discrete distance, so long as he obeyed the rules. He was looking forward to the certainty of what was going to happen between the three of them today as he stroked his little cock but at the same time was totally unaware that he was a perfect result of ‘the Rhino Effect’.

Down at the far end of the pool Ma’bill listened with great interest to the concerns of Chloe who, since losing her virginity a few weeks back at the special church baptism, had developed a healthy interest in getting as much black cock, any cock, as she was able. Under the subconscious influence of the Rhino sound system, which was playing softly in the background she also confessed without any sense of discretion that she loved being with her cousin Holly and how the two of them would spend hours together ‘playing with one another’ and having the most satisfactory orgasms as a result. Holly nodded her agreement and, as a by-the-way, agreed with Chloe that it sucked that they both had champagne tastes and soda pop pocket money.

Ma’bill’s interest in these two young white girl’s conversation was sparked by the directive from Oskar that all levels of the society that were being put into place by Rhino’s ‘grand plan’ should be served so that no one should feel disadvantaged. Clearly, implementing the over-riding concept of Black superiority over white ran the big risk of generating resentment and unhappiness in the white male half of the equation and Oskar had decreed that from now on that every measure must be taken to keep everybody happy, regardless of where they sat in the pecking order. Ma’bill had his own plan and one which would provide satisfaction to all involved and, he pointed out to the girls, his plan was one that would provide them with that extra bit of money that they deserved. It would, he said, involve them doing a bit of regular work as a team, nothing too arduous and it would be something that they would both enjoy.
The girls as they lay on the loungers playing with their drinks (and each other) were both intrigued by his suggestion, especially the part where he hinted they would also earn some money. “What would we have to do? I’ve never had a job and I don’t have any skills,” said Holly.

“Oh yes you do; you both do. Now listen carefully and do exactly as I tell you. This is what is known in business as ‘on-the-job-training’. You can start by taking off your tops.”

Chloe and Holly looked at each other quizzically but nevertheless did as they were told. They sat up and put their drinks to the ground before they both unclipped and removed their bikini tops. Ma’bill gave a mock growl of approval as they sat facing each other quite unfazed that they had so eagerly exposed their perky young breasts for him to see. They smiled at each other and turned to him awaiting his next instruction.

“Why don’t you give each other a little kiss? I know you like to do that; you already told me so.”

It was true, their previous conversation had really been a confession of what turned them on and under the evasive humming sound in the air emanating from the speakers they had shared with him how they liked to spend most of their free time kissing and bringing each other to frequent orgasms using their fingers or by experimenting with the extensive collection of Rhino sex toys that Chloe’s mother had provided her with to try out.

They did as he suggested and without any hesitation they were soon locked in a passionate embrace. It was no gentle cuddle, it was a full-on hug and he smiled approvingly and his cock began to grow stiff as he watched these two white girls, their tongues probing each other’s mouths as they practiced their French-kissing technique.

“Now I want you to both to also give each other tits a little attention.”

They needed little encouragement as their passion built and as they continued to kiss their hands began to wander and Ma’bill looked on approvingly as he witnessed them caressing each other’s soft globes and their stiffening nipples being tweaked there, out in the open beside the pool. He lifted his butt from his lounger and slid his swimming trunks down. The girls paused to look at him and smiled as they saw his hardening black cock flop out to lie on his groin. Chloe dropped one hand from Holly’s breast and made to reach out.

“Uh uh, no you don’t. Just carry on enjoying each other. I’ll just watch you.” Chloe gave a frown but did as she was told and turned her attention back to her older cousin. It took no time at all for her disappointment at being denied her new-found interest in black cock to disappear as she transferred her attention back to Holly who was cupping her breasts in her hands, offering herself. She gave a small sigh of approval and lowered her head and began to kiss and lick at the stiff little nubbins of her cousin tits; Holly responded with a moan of her own.

Ma’bill began to stroke his cock and once again had to admonish Chloe who had thought he was sending her an invite. He moved out of her reach and said, “Don’t you dare. Keep enjoying your cousin and don’t think about me. Just carry on giving a show. This is part of your ‘training’; this is what you are going to be doing in your new job. ”

Gerald was observing the trio’s activities from his station behind the grill and although he could see what they were doing still had no idea what they were saying. He wasn’t too concerned for he felt like he was viewing a silent porn movie, something he had begun doing more frequently in the sanctuary of his den, and he was quietly thrilled as he watched his daughter, his niece, both topless, and that black fellow rubbing his big black cock; all three of them acting in a completely uninhibited manner as if no one was watching. He was pathetically grateful for the shield that the grill provided to hide his embarrassment as he compared his own stiff cock, which he had eased out of his pants, to the black monster that the black fellow was stroking. He glanced around to see if any of the others had noticed what the trio was doing, if they had, then no one appeared to be taking any interest in him or the fact that he was now softly wanking.

In the pool, the three younger girls were also keeping half an eye on what was unfolding but, for the moment they were more interested in their own touchy feely water games and giggling like young teenagers do about how nicely their young bodies were filling out. Gerald knew the three of them would soon be retreating back inside, to a bedroom somewhere, to dry off and strip out of their wet suits so they could continue to make more intimate comparisons.
Ma’bill encouraged the girls, “that looks very nice girl. Why don’t you go ahead and also get rid of those suit bottoms and really start getting into some hot pussy play action.”

They both immediately stood up and with dreamy expressions on their faces they did as he bid and pulled down their bikini bottoms. They stepped out from the damp bottoms and returned to lay naked side-by-side on the lounger. Without another word they continued to kiss and fondle each other but, inevitably, their hands strayed down to seek out each other’s pussies so that more intimate attention could be applied.

Gerald was thrilled at what he was observing. In front of him in the pool the younger girls were cavorting about with their noisy water games and seemingly not paying the any notice to anyone but themselves or that their soaked swimming costumes were doing nothing to hide stiff little nipples or their fuzz covered cunts; on the lounger to one side of the pool his daughter and her friends were mutually masturbating and on the other side of the pool, over in the shade of the trees his wife looked for all the world as if she was straddled across their neighbor and was slowly moving up and down as she did so. He couldn’t be certain if they were actually fucking but it wouldn’t have been much of a surprise for she inevitably ending up doing so whenever they were in their neighbor’s company and she did, with his wife’s vocal encouragement, so like to have his big fat black cock buried inside her.

As he attempted to focus better on the distant scene in the shade of the trees through the smoke that was now rising from the grill, which was adding to his blurred vision, he was surprised to see that the two women had both turned their attention towards him. With a degree of shock he saw Sally point and straightaway he thought that she was beckoning him to go and join them. As he pondered the exciting thought with some confusion (for he had never previously been invited to be part of her games, rather, she had always pointedly told him to keep out of their way) he saw her lift up and get to her feet leaving her companion laying on his back with that obscene phallus pointing stiffly upwards. She made her way around the pool glancing neither left nor right but totally fixing her attention on him as she tugged at her swimming costume back into shape. “Oh my God, at last it’s going to happen. I’m going to get to be part of their action,” he thought, his stiff little cock poking out of his shorts and bobbing in anticipation.

She came straight toward him, a gleam in her eye. “I thought so, you idiot! What the hell do you think you are doing?” she hissed pointing to the charred steaks and sausages that were covering the grill. “You are given a simple job to do and you manage to muck that up as usual. Look at this mess; how do expect us to eat that burnt offering. If you paid more attention to what you are asked to do instead of being a pervy Peeping Tom we would all be a lot happier.”

He was stunned and crestfallen that contrary to his fantasy of being invited to join in the activities going on around him that he was once again being shamed and having his shortcomings publically announced. Indeed, it seemed that everyone had paused in what they were doing and were now looking his way and laughing at his discomfort. As a final humiliation a sausage on the grill spat of burst of hot fat which unerringly struck his deflated cock. He sprang back in agony and wiped the tears from his eyes.

Sally looked at him contemptuously. “You better .go and see what we have in the fridge; we can’t be eating that, can we?”

She turned on a heel, picked up some beers and returned to her two companions who had watched her performance with amusement. Gerald tucked his scalded cock back in his pants and went back into the house to do what he had been told.


It had only been open for a few weeks but already ‘Rhinos – Gentlemen’s Club’ had proven to be a big success and had quickly become the ‘must-go to place’ for much of the adult population of Hawksville and the surrounding area. Most evenings saw the venue well attended and come the weekends it was necessary to get there extra early if one was to gain entry such was the popularity of its strict entry requirements.

As with all prestigious adult clubs there were rules and entry requirements and Rhinos’ rules was quite straightforward and easily understood by all. The formal rules were that access to the actual main club area was restricted to just black males and their escorts; white men seeking entry were given access to a separate area, from which through a series of tinted windows they could view the main body of the club and any entertainment that might being staged there. Black men would be given free access if they were accompanied by a white woman; white men would be given free access if they’d bought their wife or a female partner along, who was seeking to be a guest of one of the black males.

The design of the club’s interior layout featured a foyer area where under the eye of the duty doorman guests were directed to one of two entry doors. To the left Black men and their guests; to the right the door that led to a mezzanine that ran around the complete club area and where white men after they had paid the ‘whites only’ entrance fee were directed. The doorman had long got used to seeing white couples enter the foyer and observed the white man to give his wife or girlfriend a peck on the cheek before handing her over to her waiting black companion, or to one of the single black males looking to pick up a date. Lately single white females, both single and married hoping to find a black date had also begun growing in number.

The inside of the club was unremarkable. There was a large open area with a small stage at one end alongside a bar and around the room there were several booths and a few tables, leaving a small area in the centre for dancing or staged entertainment. However, at the far end, opposite the entrance there was a wide corridor which led off to a series of large private rooms, all which contained a bed of one sort or another, for whatever purpose the patrons may decide. Each of these rooms was ‘themed’ in some fashion to cater for whatever fantasy may be held by the occupant and all the rooms had either tinted windows or one-way mirrors over looking whatever action may be happening inside. It was on the other side of the wall that the mezzanine ran and where tables and seats were positioned alongside the windows for the white patrons to sit. A few of the rooms were designated as providing special facilities inasmuch they had a series of circular holes cut through the walls. Access to that particular area of the mezzanine came at a premium price but it was a price that was willing paid by the grateful watcher as they pushed their cock through the padded hole and pressed his face against the glass to look down on the bobbing head of some female on the other side.

Holly and Chloe were so excited. Their good friend Ma’bill had got them their first ‘gig’ at the club and it seemed crazy to them but they were actually going to get paid for doing something that they did all the time in the privacy of their bedrooms. Not only that but they were getting money for what he had described as providing a ‘community service’. In the cold light of day it all seemed a bit odd but whenever the gentle hum of the renown Rhino soundtrack was heard, it all made perfect sense. Ma’bill had explained to them that there was a danger that white men who were affected in some way by the increasing influence of the black men on their wives and partners may become subconsciously resentful at being denied attention. It had been proven through research by Rhino’s psychology division that if specific provisions were made that appeared to be exclusively for the white male that they would not be as inclined to object at the situation they now found where their wives or partners now preferred the company of black men. It was a crude supposition but everyone who had it explained to them to the background humming had no difficulty in accepting that the concept to be true.

The girls got to the club early and Ma’bill showed them around the facilities before the doors opened for the paying clientele. They had a shared dressing room (or rather, an undressing room) where they could stow their things and he also found them feathered Mardi Gras style masks to wear for it had been decreed by management that there should be an extra air of mystery to be provided by their entertainers. There were various costumes all of them skimpy and revealing and Ma’bill thought it would be a nice touch given Chloe’s qualification and experience that a Cheerleader theme might be appropriate. The girls had a fit of giggles as they pulled on these faintly ridiculous outfits for there were no panties and the neckline of the halter tops were so low that it proved impossible for their tits to be effectively covered. However they had to admit that the result once they had pulled on the white calf-length boots was quite impressive and Chloe in particular felt herself becoming quite wet between the legs as she viewed herself in the mirror. Ma’bill gave them a nod of approval and told them to relax and to entertain themselves by looking at the wall mounted screen which was showing a series of videos depicting activities in some Glory Hole. As they turned their attention to the screen and focused on the action he mentioned as a by-the-way that it was an easy way to earn an extra fee by providing an extra special service for whoever might be watching from the other side of the windows. They would know what to do when the moment occurred but it was entirely up to them if they wanted to deliver. He left them to their thoughts and said he would return when it was time for them to do their little show.


Simone had watched her daughter leaving the house earlier to go spend yet another evening with her cousin. She had no idea exactly what the two f them got up but had a no illusions that it wouldn’t involve sex and boys, given Chloe shared Holly’s new-found passion for that Rhino fellow Ma’bill (“was that his name?”). However, she had little time to much think about it for she had other more important things on her mind for that evening.

She had finally gotten over the disappointment of Oskar moving out of her home. It had been a nice few months of having him around and available whenever the urge took her (which was pretty much constantly!) but, for whatever reason, he had decided that he needed his own space and now had his own home, a penthouse in the recently opened Rhino Tower. She still saw him most days at work when he was at work and she still enjoyed her regular morning fun but even that it was becoming less frequent as he seemed to be spending more and more time on the road and she couldn’t always travel with him. No matter, tonight would be different and special for Ian was taking her to Club Rhino for her first visit and she had heard that it was always guaranteed to be a great night.

They arrived at the club and neither of them showed any surprise at finding Oskar waiting in the foyer. Ian blinked as he grew accustomed to the low lighting and the equally soft background sound but made no protest when Oskar held out his hand and drew Simone to him giving her a warm embrace. She melted in his arms whilst Ian patiently waited for them to part; he was amused to see his black hands squeezing the soft swell of her butt as they kissed.

Oskar looked at Ian and gave a slight nod; Simone turned and gave him a brush of her lips on his cheek and said, “Have fun.” The doorman stood aside as she went through the Left Hand door on the arm of her handsome boss. The doorman then pointedly asked Ian for the entrance fee and after he had paid opened the right hand door and gestured to him to enter.

Ian wandered along the dark passageway and found an empty table on which there was a drinks menu and soon a pretty young black girl dressed in a very revealing tan safari jacket, stockings and a white hunter’s style hat came along to take his order. He knew that the rules of the club didn’t allow any intimate fraternization with the female staff but that didn’t stop him from flirting and fantasizing as she attended to his thirst. He excused himself for his apparent wimpy-ness noting to her that he was the ‘designated driver.’ Soon she returned and put down his soda. She had heard it all before from these white men, but nevertheless commiserated with him and as compensation she whispered that there was to be a special show in the exclusive rooms at the back of the club later and, actually, it was worth staying sober for as it involved two lesbian Cheerleaders she said enigmatically. Ian needed no further encouragement to stay with drinking soda as he paid her the premium fee for entry later when the show would begin.
The club filled up quickly and Ian and the rest of the white men sitting alongside the windows were entertained and amused to look down and see their wives and girlfriends all drinking, dancing and coupling with black companions who were acting as if they were their boyfriends … which is exactly what they were. As the evening wore on the atmosphere in the main area became more sexually charged and there was no surprised shown by the watchers when from time-to-time a woman would pull down her dress so that her date could play with her tits, or reach over and stroke her black date’s cock.

Soon one then another of the couples got up and left the dance floor or table and wandered off down the corridor to one of the private rooms. At each occasion the husband of the women involved would leave his seat and go and find a place where he could overlook and witness his wife being thoroughly fucked by a fat black cock.

As Ian toyed with his soda he focused on a young married housewife who was sharing a table with three black males suddenly stand up and for all of them to head down the hallway for what he imagined would be a gang bang party. He looked around the mezzanine and was neither surprised nor shocked to see the woman’s husband get up from an adjacent table and to follow their progress to overlook one of the rooms below. Ian smiled as he saw him take out his stiff cock and wank himself to satisfaction while his wife was writhing and moaning in ecstasy in the room beneath his gaze. Indeed the only recognition that ever came about was when at the end of these performances was when one of the black waitresses would come along and offer a wad of tissues to the husband or boyfriend to clean up his dripping spunk.

He turned his attention back to the dance floor and saw Oskar taking Simone’s arm guiding her toward the corridor. “My turn,” he thought and he got up find the appropriate window that would allow him to overlook the bed where he could witness Oskar fucking his Simone. He unzipped his pants and murmured his approval at seeing her obligingly holding up her dress so that he could see her white pussy being fucked by Oskar’s fat black cock.

He returned to his seat and was musing on what he just seen when his waitress came up and handed him a handful of tissues. As he wiped himself clean she whispered that in a little while ‘his’ special show was about to be performed and if he would like to make his way to the end of the mezzanine there was a roped barrier beyond which was an exclusive seating area where the special shows could be viewed. Needing no further invitation he picked up his drink and followed her. She unclipped the rope and led him to sit down in one of the plush armchairs. He thanked her with a small squeeze in anticipation of her soft black hand caressing his cock which was already beginning to tent his trousers. She smiled, shook her head and reminded him, “no touching,” and withdrew.

He gave a disappointed short-lived sigh but no sooner had he placed his drink on the side table than through the one way mirror he saw a door open and two young girls enter the room on the other side. They both wore masks and were dressed in a sexy parody of a Cheerleader’s uniform which was close enough as far as Ian was concerned to look like the real thing. They glanced his way but saw nothing but their own reflections in the one way mirror. Chloe was amused to see that beneath the mirror was a circular hole and in the gloom it was quite apparent to her as to its purpose having just watched many glory hole scenes in the dressing area. Indeed, she was sure she could see movement through the aperture which proved that someone was the other side waiting to see their performance and she felt deliciously wicked having no idea who it could be together with the knowledge that her feathered mask made her equally anonymous.

The music started as the girls stood and faced each other and began to kiss and just as they had done at the Sunday barbecue party they soon turned the innocent kissing and caressing into something altogether more sensual and satisfying as their hands began to roam over each other. Holly soon succumbed to the gentle administrations of her cousin and pulled her back to lie with her on the wide bed behind them. She spread her legs and Ian gasped as he saw that the naughty girl wasn’t wearing any panties but rather had her smooth pussy spread wide for all to see. Chloe was equally impressed and she knelt down and kissed the damp slit to show her appreciation. Holly groaned as she felt her cousin’s tongue slip and slide into her wet cunt and already she could feel that familiar sense of a climax approaching. She didn’t need much attention to feel that and Chloe was so good at knowing what she liked.

Ian felt himself almost choking as he viewed the erotic scene before him. It was as if his Friday night dreams over at Herb’s had finally come true for there before him were two young Cheerleaders performing just for him and it was as if all his Christmas wishes had come at once. He took out his straining cock and disciplined himself not to touch himself as he held his breath watching what was happening on the other side of his window. Chloe remained in the floor with her head buried between Holly’s thighs. She had spread her own legs and Ian felt himself weal up and almost came in his pants as he saw her hand dip beneath herself and start to stroke and caress her own pussy which was presented so perfectly for him to view. Holly had pulled down the flimsy covering of her top and was cupping and stroking her breasts and swollen nipples as her cousin continued to lap and lick at her sopping cunt and then with a squeal she announced that she was enjoying the first of what would be many orgasms before they finished their performance. Chloe lifted her head and grinned at the reaction that her attention had caused before getting up onto the bed herself. Holly responded by turning around and straddling her cousin’s face so that they were in a perfect 69 position and could both attend to each other with their probing tongues and fingers.

Through the thin wall Ian could hear and see two girls who were very adept at pleasuring each other and who seemingly had the capacity to provide each other with almost continuous orgasms in the most imaginative manner. He was beside himself with an intense feeling of pleasure and satisfaction as he watched the cheerleaders with their short skirts which hid nothing; their halter tops pulled down so that their pert young breasts were totally exposed; their leather boots which clung to their strong sturdy calves, there was just much to look at and everything seemed so right. He stood up and instinctively guided his rigid dripping cock through the padded hole in the wall. On the other side Chloe saw movement from the corner of her eye and knew, indeed expected that when she turned she would see an erect penis poking through. She was a little bit disappointed to see that the cock was obviously owned by an inadequate white male and not anything like the massive black ones she had watched on the videos in the dressing room. Certainly it was nothing like the size or girth of Ma’bill’s but, hey ho, never mind, it was a neat, small, sweet looking cock and clearly the owner had taken the extra trouble to shave himself clean for there was not a scrap of pubic hair to be seen. Chloe smiled and thought that she must be attending to some kind of pervert but, nevertheless, she was grateful for the opportunity to expand her experience.

All three participants got themselves comfortable. Holly lay back against the headboard and took from the adjacent shelf a large black dildo; Chloe slipped off the bed and once again got to her knees and shuffled over to the wall and the protruding cock; Ian gave a gasp as the teenager’s wet warm mouth engulfed him and he used every last ounce of his self-control to stop himself from shooting off as he felt her tongue swirl around him as if she was sucking a lollipop.
He looked down on the bobbing head and whimpered as he felt her expertly sucking and licking him. He could see neither her face, which was effectively shielded by her feathery mask nor could he glimpse his penis which he was thrusting as far into the large hole as he was able for the lovely girl had taken all that he could offer into her mouth. He ashamedly conceded to himself that his cock wasn’t very big and had he been able he would have made some sort of apology to the young sweet thing who was providing him the service he had paid for. She, for her part, was quite amused by how small this ‘little boy cock’ was but still it was nice and easy to handle and she knew she was doing something right when she felt the owner begin to buck and tremble. Ian raised his eyes from the blonde head and looked over at the other girl, the one who was lazily fucking herself with that obscene looking black dildo. She was obviously gaining great enjoyment as she slid the phallus back and forth into her wet sloppy cunt and had he been able to read her mind he would have heard her tell him that she was completely turned on by the view of her cousin fellating an unseen man through the wall.

Chloe managed to push her upturned hand through the hole and as she continued to suck she softly scratched at the smooth shaven balls of her ‘customer’. The feel of her fingers was just what was needed and giving a final thrust Ian felt a surge through his groin as his climax overtook his self-control and spunk fountained from his cock and flooded into the mouth of his daughter. His orgasm consumed his body and his legs trembled to the point where he almost fell but grasping at the sill of the window he prevented himself that indignity. Had he known that it was his daughter that he had just defiled then who knows what his reaction would have been.

She gagged as his the first shot of his cum hit the back of her throat and unsuccessfully tried to swallow his gift but he fell away from her so that the following shots of hot spunk just splattered over her surprised face. She giggled as cum continued to spit a few more dribbles through the hole in the wall accompanied by the sound of soft moaning but the sounds diminished and were soon overwhelmed by the incessant Rhino hum. Through the hole she heard a softly spoken ‘Thank you’ before quiet returned.


Ian returned to his original seat where a waitress brought over a tray holding a damp washcloth and some tissues which he gratefully received. She waited for him to finish his ablutions and took the soiled cloths from him before she went off to find her next customer who had booked a different show. He hadn’t been there for long before a different waitress appeared and curtly told him that his wife was waiting for him downstairs with the added instruction for him to hurry up.

He did as he was bidden and found Simone standing with Oskar in the foyer. She gave him that ‘and where have you been’ look knowing full well where he had been. Oskar gave him his signature nod and then turned his attention back to Simone and gave her a last lingering kiss which said in so many words ‘thank you for a good night.’

Simone responded with, “What a lovely time we’ve all had. Thank you Oskar; we must do this again sometime.” She gave him another kiss, “Bye, see you in the morning,” and turned on her heel and went up the staircase that led to the hotel lobby. Ian scuttled after her and shared her surprise when they virtually bumped into Chloe and Holly who were standing chatting with Ma’bill.

“Well, what are you three doing here? I thought you were having a night in at home.”

“No Mummy, we changed our minds when Ma’bill called and suggested we might like to go out for a drink so here we are,” said Chloe not suggesting anything other than a quiet drink had taken place.

“Hmm, lucky for you then that you chose to come here so we can give you a lift home,” said an unsuspecting Ian.
“Thank you Daddy that will be lovely. Are you coming Holly?” she said to her cousin.

“No, I’ll stay here a while with Ma’bill. We haven’t finished our drinks yet and there’s a lot I want to talk about,” she responded with a knowing wink.

Chloe’s parents missed that exchange and she followed them out of the hotel to find their car. On the drive home Simone closed her eyes and dreamt about the cocks she had seen and enjoyed that night; Ian drove carefully thinking all the while of the almost perfect blowjob that he had just enjoyed with the ‘cheerleader’. In his mind it could only have been improved by it being given by his daughter; Chloe sat in the darkness of the back seat behind her parents and carefully counted out the fifty dollar bills that Ma’bill had just given her as her earnings for the evening. She could get used to this kind of work was her final thought as she drifted off into a blameless sleep.


Oskar watched as the car pulled away and made his way to the private elevator which would take him to his apartment on the top floor. It had been a very successful evening from his point of view and his satisfaction came from not only the couple of fuck sessions that he had had with Simone and some other married white woman but with the knowledge that the whole nightclub venture was working very well and that everyone who visited the club was being gratified in their own special way. Indeed, it was a prime example of how the whole Rhino business plan was all coming together and he felt confident that the next phases would similarly also come to fruition.

He entered his apartment and found as expected his latest conquest, the sweet blond Ingrid who was waiting for him dressed in her role as a ‘Swedish Slave’. He loved this girl, not in a romantic sense but instead for her imaginative approach to sex. He had only known her for a few weeks following the visit when she had come to Hawksville with her father but in that time she had been the perfect companion to take to bed and the ideas she came up with to spice up their frequent fuck sessions were always a delight. She was heavily into role play and now she wanted to be treated as a slave.

“Call me Sabbath,” was her call to play and he was glad to oblige and would begin to treat her in the most off hand fashion as she squealed her mock frustration at being treated so badly.

“Crazy Europeans,” was his thought after yet another frantic session of rough sex but it was a thought that led to the idea that maybe the time was now right to extend Rhino’s operations and philosophies into countries beyond the US.
He stumbled to the bathroom to shower but not before he made a note on his ‘to do’ list of subjects to be discussed at the next board meeting.


Aunt Michelle’s Secret Formula 6th Chapter

DISCLAIMER: All characters in this story are fictional and over the age of 18.
SUBJECT: A young masturbation addict is sent to a dominating older female who has a special interest in his secretion. (tags: milf, masturbation, soft femdom, handjob, big tits, older female vs younger male, dirty talk, cum denial, prostate stimulation, milking, bbc, tease)

Aunt Michelle’s Secret Formula 6th Chapter
Aunt Michelle’s Secret Formula – 6th Chapter

My dick now hung like a dry sausage, and my bum hole still pulsed from the invasion it endured. But Flavius was an a****l. His Black Magic Johnson stood fully rigid, and the veins that grew along it gave the nodular appearance of a tree trunk. My Aunt carefully dried me off, then wiped out her ebony pupil with even more care, working her way up and down on his stomach and legs, and every time she passed her hand over his erect penis, she’d lower it and then let it bounce back up, more tantalizing and engorged than any other dick I’ve seen before.

My aunt took us into the room and layed each of us into his bed. I lay on my back and felt Michelle’s soft hands hovering around my hips. I shouldn’t even mention that as soon as she leaned over me I felt her heavy breasts pressing my loins and although I’ve just been milked, I felt my cocklet jerking in my pants again. At first I was scared, but then I saw what she was doing. She pulled a leather strap over my belly and locked it on the other side of the bed. Two smaller leather shackles tied my hands next to my body.
– I know how you boys are at night … it’s for your sake, so we won’t have other surprises.
She kissed my forehead. I felt her fleshy wet lips sticking to my forehead and her breasts pressed against my chest, molding around my small frame, pulled down by their own weight. They were just divine.
My Aunt stood up and went to Flavius’s bed, probably going to do the same thing.
My puckered pink rosette and my inner anal muscles quenched, and now I felt nothing but a sense of calm and relaxation. In a few seconds the thoughts began to turn into dreams and I felt my heavy eyelids falling over each other. I fell asleep.
I have no idea how long it’s been since I fell asleep and when I woke up, but it is certain that what I saw made my eyes bulge and made me forget about any sleep.
I was still in bed, and I suspect Flavius was too. But sitting on the edge of his bed, dressed only in her transparent nightclothes, was my aunt, my mother’s older sister, Michelle, as she liked calling herself… Through the fabric’s transparency I could distinguish her bra straps and black pantyhose, so narrow and slim across the base of her broad back. She was amazing. A real Amazonian queen. Staring at her from the side I could trace the outline of one of her giant breasts, that the bra could hardly suspend.
But what shocked me most was what she was doing.
It was not surprising that Flavius had his head thrown back in a perpetual state of stupid ecstasy, biting his lips from time to time, and exhaling loudly as he stared into the ceiling.
My aunt’s hand raised and lowered itself slowly across Flaviu’s impressive phallus that rose above the sheets. The helmet was shining in the faint light, and a small constant stream of precum was trinkling from the top slit, a sign that his testies were doing some serious over time. Michelle barely touched him, raising and lowering her fingers on the beefy baton, transporting the young man further on the height of ecstasy.

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– Oh, baby, she whispered. I think it’s so hard … you poor thing have to walk around the house all day with that dick so hard … and those balls so full … I think they hurt at every step …
– Yes, ma’am, they hurt badly, he whispered a little too loud, barely controlling his excitement.
– And all you want to do is lock yourself in the room and masturbate yourself silly, maybe even pass out from it, right? To work that dick until it spills all over the place.
– Yeah, I mean, no, no, ma’am, I do not want …
– It’s normal to want that… this all boys your age think about … be it a girl from school, or a teacher they like, or a girl from TV, I’ve had so many cases, so many young lads I had to break out of their habit… they were just like you… man cocks hanging from skinny, brat, boy bodies. They just wanted to dig their penis faster into something or rub it raw all day long, marking their territory with seedy fluid everywhere they spurt… you were the same way, remember?
– Yes … ma’am, Flavius said again, undulating like a snake in the hands of my aunt.
Flavius was uncircumcised, just like me, and the skin around his hard boner slid from top to bottom, hiding his red egg from the top, and rewinding, leaving him even brighter than before. Then suddenly Michelle did something I would never have imagined. She pulled out her gum – so delicate, so sensual – and placed it on the bedside table. Then she moistened her lips with her tongue. With a short jerk of her neck she threw her hair over one shoulder and I watched her lowering her lips to the boy’s massive erection. Her full and slightly wrinkled lips were an inch away from the biggest dick I’ve ever seen (bigger that Teo’s, bigger than the black men I saw in the dirty magazines). She was so close that if she would have pulled out her tongue for a second, she would have easily touched the tip of the engorged head.
But she chose not to. Instead, she slowly blew air towards the brown head, as if trying to cool it off. This only increased Flavius’ frustration.
– Flavius, my dear? she whispered imperceptibly.
– YES?? YES !!! the boy nearly squealed out, elated.
– What was the name of your 6th grade Literature teacher, do you remember? You know … the one with big breasts?
Flavius threw his head back in desperation. Michelle knew his most inner secrets and perversions.
– Ahhhhh! Miss Viola
– Yes … Miss Viola … Do you remember when you thought about her?
– Yeah …
– Do you remember what you were doing when you thought about her …
– Yeaaaa!
It was like watching a kettle on fire, whistling and ready to blow.
– How many times a day? …
– Six… seven! All night … I was an a****l … I just couldn’t control myself ….
– Do I… remind you of Miss Viola? Just a tiny bit?
– No … she was …
– Go on, said Michelle rearranging herself on the edge of the bed and I saw a hand slip between her fat thighs.
– You’re taller than her, but … –
– But what? she whispered provocatively.
– You have bigger breasts … the boy managed to blurt out.
– You like … big breasts?
– Yeah, I like to …
– Say it.
Michelle leaned a little over the bed and left one of her heavy breasts land in the bound hand of her prisoner. The boy didn’t hesitate to slide his hand between the velvet titty meat and woman’s undergarment, tossing the large brown nipple between his fingers. He was obviously consumed by lust for this wonderful Amazon.
– I like to play with them … I like to … get them out.
Flavius raised his sweaty forehead to see the show in front of him.
– Draw your legs apart, sweetie, my aunt whispered retreating the nipple from the boy’s hungry touch.
Flavius did as was told, bending his knees to his chest and leaving his sex, balls and pucker exposed to my aunt’s warm breath. I saw Michelle raising two fingers to her mouth and like a real lady, letting her spit drool all over them. Her fine fingers and red nails with an impeccable manicure needed to get wet for the following procedure. She then lowered her hand and slid her red claws along the throbbing coal phallus all the way to the heavy balls which she clutched forcefully. A long moan escaped the skinny black youth’s mouth, but of course I couldn’t see it since his knee was obstructing his face. This position reminded me of a broken frog toy and all I could think about was how vulnerable he must feel.
My aunt didn’t linger around his balls to much, and her fingers continued their course further downstream where, with enormous care, she began to massage his man hole, sending streams of ecstasy upwards. Flavius was actually struggling in the leather strap, twisting his head from side to side on the pillow and panting so hard that I thought his heart would jump out of his chest. Michele, however, was imperturbable. With one hand she was massaging his swollen bull balls and puckered brown eye while the other went up and down the skin covered beer can of a dick her pupil was packing. Suddenly I saw her flowing hair lowering gently over him and I saw the 40 year old woman take a mouthful of cock, making the monster disappear without a trace in a matter of seconds. She basically swallowed the boy in one long movement.
And if there was any other doubt in my mind about what was going on a few feet away from my bed, the proof was in Flavius big and bewildered stare through the dark, confirming he was indeed being ingested by the house mistress.
The wavy head began to bob up and down between the thin thighs of the mulatto, and my aunt’s broad back straightened and relaxed under the yo-yo move. Flavius was now shaking and trembling with his legs raised to his chest, and he could hardly control the cocktail of pleasure and ecstasy as Michelle was stimulating all his buttons directly. Michelle was simply choking on his black penis… “her personal penis”, as she had groomed and farmed it all these years. A low humming gurgle meant his penis was lodged in the woman’s throat and she was now working it with the muscles of her esophagus and tonsils. It was probability more intense than any self-pleasuring had Flavius rewarded himself with throughout his young life.

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And the fingers that lurked around the hidden pleasure centers contributed to his general condition. Flavius was suddenly locked in a constant trembling epileptic seizure. He was rolling his eyes incontrolably and foaming at his mouth, incapable of swallowing his own drool. His brain has simply shut down. Every muscle is his body was strained from his thing thighs to the bulging veins on his throat and forehead.
My aunt, in turn, was coiling like a serpent, or better yet, like a MERMAID! Fluid, wavy and constant, raising and lowering her head along the meat haft, from the mushroom head to the two swollen canopies. Then Flavius snapped!
A prolonged groan began to form deep down his throat and grew without stopping.
My Aunt moaned from between his legs, holding position. Without detaching her jaws from the incarnated pipe or at least slowing down she just encouraged her boy to go for it:
– Mhm! Mhm! she confirmed.
Flavius trembled like a madman, tugging at his ankles and spitting his frothy mouth with every breath. I realized that was the moment when a good healthy doze of semen was being transferred from my coleague’s balls and prostate directly into my aunt’s throat. And she received and ingested every warm gush, directly from its source. It was an extraordinary show and I was afraid Flavius might die from the sheer pleasure. I did not think anyone could survive such a prolonged and powerful orgasm.
In the same time, I was afraid I was next.
Michelle caressed the boy with great tenderness then wiped his trembling body with a towel. She took great care of his still deflating juggernaut and his sweaty bum hole and made sure he was dry before stretching his legs back on the bed. I watched her manipulate him like a broken rag doll, which in a way he was, then she lovingly tucked him in under the sheet and leaned over for one last kiss. Her full lips, that only a few seconds ago massaged and caressed his pecker like a loving wife now pecked his forehead like a loving mother. And I just stood there watching the outline of her perfect breasts dangle beneath her robe in the moon light.
When she turned towards the door I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I heard her steps as she approached me and one second later I felt a killer grip tightening around my penis – now tenting through the sheets. The little fabric mound stood proud and stood proof that I myself stood witness. Aunt Michelle proceeded to kiss my forehead and I felt her lips still wet from the cum flood Flavius has just released. She didn’t even bother to wipe my forehead. She just let go of my prick and left the room, locking the door behind her.

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