Daddy Sir calls and I struggle to my feet from my corner in the kitchen. I waddle into the living room where he sits sprawled in his brand-new leather easy chair watching the NBA Finals on his new HD home theater system, all bought with my latest paycheck. It’s half-time and he’s pressed the mute button on a series of commercials. There’s enough time for a quickie.
“Two,” he barks.
This is the command for me to turn around, bend over, and grab the cheeks of my big pink ass and spread them apart so Daddy Sir can fuck my well-used asshole. He drops his baggy jeans, wraps my greasy blonde ponytail in one fist, and drives his massive black cock into my bowels. I grunt softly with the shock of the sudden impact. I’m never allowed to wipe myself so I’m always well-greased back there, but it’s still a lot of meat to take. With his other hand, Daddy Sir grabs one of my blubbery tits and digs his black fingers in deep which makes my anal ring clench around his cock. Daddy Sir curses with satisfaction. He likes the feeling so much he digs his fingers into my pale tit again and again and again. I whimper and moan, tears streaming down my big white moon of a face, it feels like he’s going to tear my poor tit right off. But then he starts to come, drilling that big black pole into me, his heavy purple-black balls slapping the backs of my cellulite-dimpled thighs, over which I can already feel his sticky cum dripping from my freshly-stretched out asshole.
Luckily for me, this is just a “service fuck,” over in a few minutes, as Daddy Sir relieves himself in my ass the way he would relieve his bladder by urinating in the toilet. When he’s finished, he let’s go of my poor mauled tittie, pulls out, and thumps the thick meat of my ass with his fist. That’s my signal to kneel in front of him and obediently lick his cock and balls clean of leftover cum and ass grease.
“Get the fuck back to your crate,” he says, kicking me aside when the game comes back on.
I pad back to the kitchen, my nipple bells ringing. I curl up on my thin blanket and touch myself between the legs even though what’s there is shrunken and doesn’t work very often anymore.
These, when I look back on it all, I’ll come to remember as the good old days.
It wasn’t always like this. Once I was a handsome, fit, successful business man. I worked on Wall Street and had a beautiful wife and two wonderful children. Now I’m an obese, middle-aged fuck pig for a black man who beats and sexually abuses me and that’s all I’ll ever be until the day I die.
I met Daddy Sir in a public restroom. I’d gone in to take a leak or at least that’s all I thought I’d gone in there to do. A large muscular black man was just finishing up at the urinal and he caught my eye. Nothing more needed to be said. I followed him back to the last stall in the row. By the time I got there he was already seated on the toilet with the largest, blackest cock I’d ever seen jutting up from his lap. Without a word, I knelt down on the filthy floor next to my briefcase and sucked him off until he came in my mouth. He handed me a piece of toilet paper to wipe the excess cum that was dripping off my chin and told me to meet him at the stall same time the next day.
Every morning for the next two weeks I met him and he either blew me or screwed me in the ass. He had me bend over and grip the sides of the sticky, scummy toilet to fuck me and the first time it hurt so badly I vomited into the bowl. One morning, while I was standing at the sink, trying to make myself at least presentable before going to the office, he came up beside me, towering over me. “So you looking for a daddy, white-boy?”
“Yeah,” I said, grinning, aiming for my old cocky self.
He slapped me so hard my ear rang and I felt I had whiplash. Everyone else in the restroom made a point of looking the other way.
“I ask you again, white-boy. You looking for a daddy?”
You could have heard a pee-drop in that restroom. I knew he wasn’t anyone to wise-off to and for the first time I was afraid that I could be hurt…or worse. I lowered my eyes and my hands were shaking.
“Yes daddy…sir,” I said as modestly as I could, little realizing that this is how I would come to address him for the rest of my miserable fuck-pig life.
“Louder bitch. In the highest, faggiest voice you’ve got. I want to hear you lisp, you understand?”
“Yeth daddy thir,” I repeated, my terror overriding even my shame as my ridiculously altered voice was amplified in the tiled restroom.
I heard some of the men using the facilities laughing.
“That’s better bitch. First thing you do is give me all the money in your wallet. Fuck that. Just give me your wallet and then get your pansy ass to work.”
“Yeth daddy thir.”
I hurried out of that filthy hole as fast as I could resolved never to go back. I was so happy to be in my safe, clean office. I’d gotten robbed but I considered it payment for a lesson well-learned. Never again! I called my wife Susan, just to hear her safe, sane, wholesome voice. I asked about the kids. I told her I thought I might have been pick pocketed on the train and to cancel all our credit cards. By the time I hung up the phone I was soaked with sweat and trembling like I had a fever. How could I have risked my wife, my home, my kids, my career…thank god I escaped with my life intact.
For a whole two weeks I made good on my promise. I was the perfect husband, father, and employee. Then the phone calls began.
They came at work, at home, even on my cell phone. Anytime of the day or night. With all the personal information in my wallet, he had no trouble finding out all he needed to know about me. Each time he called I was expected to answer in my lispy little girl faggot voice; of course, I was also expected to address him as “daddy thir.” I was forever shielding my mouth with my hand and rushing off to a private place to answer these calls but sometimes it was just impossible.
He expected me to meet him whenever and wherever he wanted me. I spent my lunch-hours swallowing his cum, or with my pants around my ankles having it fed into my ass. I was losing sleep and weight. I had no time to go to the gym or the tanning studio. Even my work was beginning to suffer. Susan was worried about me and everyone was always asking if I were sick. I couldn’t explain why so much money was missing from our bank accounts. Daddy Sir regularly asked me to make withdrawals and to bring him the cash when we met. It was inevitable that Susan began to suspect that I was having an affair, especially since I hardly had the strength or energy to have sex with her anymore, not to mention how guilty and filthy I felt being a black man’s cumslut. How could I dirty this beautiful woman, the mother of my children, knowing where I’d been and what I’d been doing?
When I came home with my nipples and navel pierced, my usually mild-mannered wife hit the roof. She demanded to know what was going on—I told her I’d had one too many with the guys and gotten pierced on a dare. She told me to take the rings decorated my nipples and bellybutton out immediately. She was infuriated when I refused; how could I tell her that I was afraid of disobeying Daddy Sir? Then, after hiding them for days, she eventually saw the genital piercings Daddy Sir had me get and threatened to take the kids and leave if I didn’t tell her exactly what the hell was going on.
The next day I begged Daddy Sir not to ruin my life anymore. I promised I’d continue to be his slut if only I could just keep it a secret from Susan. I was literally on my knees, weeping at the feet of this black man, pleading for at least a semblance of my former life, his cum from that night’s fucking leaking out of my asshole. He kicked me out of the way, crossed the room, and returned with a homemade DVD. Daddy Sir sometimes filmed me servicing him and I wondered when he’d use these videos to blackmail me. Only this wasn’t exactly blackmail.
“Take this and show it to your skank whore. She still wants you, have her come here in person and tell me. Aint no other way, pig.”
I knew I had no choice but to throw myself on Susan’s mercy. I had some hope that with my sincerest apologies and promises never to misbehave again my gentle and understanding wife would give me another chance. I did my best to prepare her for what she’s see on the DVD, but what could prepare her for watching her husband degrading himself as a fuck-pig for a black man. She sat still and silent as a statue as she watched the video of Daddy Sir strapping me with his belt, sodomizing me, and then pissing on my face. When it was finally over, she calmly told me that she wanted me out of the house that night. She was filing for divorce first thing in the morning. If she could manage it, I would never see her or our kids again. She had no doubt that once she showed everyone what was on that disc there’d be no problem in making sure I was out of their lives for good.
I left the house in tears, with little more than an overnight bag of possessions. There was still some money in our joint account and I used a modest amount to take a room in a fleabag motel. But Susan, probably on the advice of her lawyers, soon emptied the account of whatever money remained. She had my paycheck directly deposited to an account of her own. I didn’t have the nerve to protest. I could only hope I might win my way somehow back into her good graces.
In the meantime, I needed a place to live. Soon I would literally be out on the street. I was sure Susan had told all our friends and family about what she’d seen on the DVD. There was nowhere I could go…no where except to beg Daddy Sir to take me in.
He laughed when he saw me—the fine suit I’d been practically living in for days now wrinkled and stained and faintly stinking of b.o. He agreed to take me in, but there’d be a few conditions.
Those conditions are what led me to become what I now am: a black man’s faggot fuck-pig.
Daddy Sir decided that I had way more clothes than was necessary. Of course, when I was inside his apartment, I wouldn’t be needing clothes at all and so I was always kept naked except for a smelly leather dog collar that he got off of a real dog. Along with my piercings, it was all I was allowed to wear, even when Daddy Sir had guests over. It didn’t seem to matter to Daddy Sir’s guests that I was naked. They barely paid me any more attention than they would any animal or lowly servant. And when they did bother to notice me it usually meant trouble in the form of a beating or a fucking—or, as was usually the case, both.
Daddy Sir often had women over to the apartment. He wasn’t gay, not a lisping, groveling, cum-loving faggot pigslut, like me. He just had a strong sex drive that wanted satisfying almost constantly and enjoyed having a white boy as his slave and whore. The fact was, he didn’t see me as a “man” at all, and so fucking me didn’t make him gay, not in his eyes or the eyes of any of the men or women who came to the apartment.
He showed me where I’d be sleeping, eating, and spending all my time when I wasn’t spending it serving him—a medium-sized metal crate next to the stove. Inside there was a threadbare dirty towel and a couple of dirty bowls for my food and drink. I wondered if they’d once belonged to the dog whose collar I was now wearing. If I needed to relieve myself, the toilet was out of bounds. Daddy Sir wasn’t going to piss in the same bowl a pig had used. So I had to beg permission to go outside to do my business. Sometimes he said yes; sometimes no. When the answer was no, I curled up in my crate and tried to fight the painful cramps as long as I could, but inevitably, it was a losing battle. I’d shit or pee in the crate and be forced to sleep beside it all night long. In the morning, before he let me clean it up, Daddy Sir would force my face into the mess and strap my ass until I was sobbing. Well, I figured, as bad as it seemed, it was better than trying to survive on the street. I’d just have to make the best of it until I could get myself and my life back in order.
I was given only junk food to eat and cheap super-sweet sodas to drink. I didn’t understand the first time Daddy Sir opened a bag of Skittles and poured the entire contents into my food bowl. After a couple of days of a diet of nothing but candy, stale cookies, day-old fast-food fries and the like, he explained that he wanted to fatten up my skinny white ass. He wanted to feel some cushion when he rammed his cock into me.
I hadn’t been taking very good care of myself for some time now so it didn’t take long for the effects of this appalling diet to make themselves evident, especially on a sedentary middle-aged man. I soon saw a small pot-belly forming around the trim waistline I’d always been so proud of. Daddy Sir noticed it, too. He started calling me his “pot-bellied fuckpig.” Fat was accumulating on my chest, too, as the gym muscles I’d worked so hard to keep firm seemed to be melting away overnight. The junk foods and soft drinks never seemed to satisfy me, no matter how much I ate…and if I tried not to eat, I was soundly beaten and threatened with force-feeding.
Almost as soon as I moved in, Daddy Sir started giving me injections. I thought these were injections of the drugs I was sure he made his living by selling and that he was trying to get me hooked. I was terrified of these twice-daily injections, even though I didn’t feel like they were having the effect I imagined something like heroin or meth should have. When Daddy Sir figured out what I was so scared of he laughed and slapped me to the ground he thought it was so funny. Like he would waste good drugs on a pig like me! No, what he was dosing me up with were hormones and hormone blockers. The drugs would block my male hormones and replace them with female ones.
Never mind the effects on my sex drive and body—those could probably be reversed. Administering hormones could be dangerous in serious ways. Could I wind up with liver or kidney damage? Did Daddy Sir know what he was doing injecting me with these powerful drugs? I didn’t dare to ask him. And as the days passed, and nothing happened, except that I grew fatter and softer and more placid about it all, the daily injections were just another part of my day.
One of the first things Daddy Sir did was take away my shoes and socks and throw a pair of cheap rubber flip-flops down on the floor in front of me. Shoes were a waste of good leather on a pig, he told me; whoever heard of a pig wearing shoes and socks?
“Do you need shoes and socks, fuckpig?”
“No, Daddy Thir,” I said in my absurd falsetto. “A fuckpig dothint need thooze or thocks.”
“From now on,” he said, pointing to the pink dollar-store flip-flops, decorated on each instep with a plastic yellow flower, “you’ll wear those outside this apartment everywhere you go. It’s all you need and better than you deserve. You understand, pig?”
So I started wearing the flip-flops whenever I went out to run errands for Daddy Sir. I thought I was going to be given my shoes and socks to wear to work, but it wasn’t to be. I had to wear my flip-flops to work, as well, even though it was already halfway through November and getting chilly. Naturally, everyone noticed my naked feet in the flip-flops, especially since Daddy Sir had me start to paint my toenails. Not that this was the most bizarre aspect of my appearance for by now Daddy Sir had me make various other alterations to my attire that he deemed appropriate for my new status in life. He had me cut my slacks so they hung well above my ankles, cut away the back pockets and sew up the front ones, leaving me no place to carry anything. I had to put all my possessions in a cheap tote made of orange plastic. He had me remove all the buttons from my shirt so to close it I had to tie up the ends as if it were a girl’s halter. My tie, a Father’s Day gift from my kids I recalled with a pang, became a kind of scarf, and, on casual days, a headband.
To make matters worse, by now I had already been forbidden to wipe myself and I wasn’t often given permission to wash my clothes or body so I had begun to smell pretty bad. Even people on the train begun to make faces of disgust and moved their seats when they caught a whiff of my funky odor. Due to my new diet, my pants no longer fit around my waist or my ass and the seams were stretched and had even begun to split. Since Daddy Sir had taken away my belt I had trouble even keeping them closed.
I pleaded with Daddy Sir to let me wear more conventional clothes, at least to tidy up, or I’d surely be fired. He told me he didn’t give a fuck if I were fired or not since he wasn’t seeing any of the money anyway. It was true, Susan was getting it all, but even if I never saw a penny I didn’t want her and the kids to suffer because I was a degenerate. At the office, I’d already been warned several times about my appearance and I knew they were fast losing patience with me. I sensed that upper management was only trying to avoid a sexual discrimination suit and were just looking for any excuse to fire me. My colleagues shunned me. The junior staff were openly contemptuous and insubordinate. Everyone snickered when I passed and made fun of me behind my back. I was rapidly becoming dangerously isolated. Most of my accounts were stripped from me and the others I kept only because they were unimportant and the clients hadn’t yet seen or heard about what I’d become. I was only waiting for the ax to fall.
It fell when I was caught having sex with two guys from the mailroom. One of them lured me into the stairwell on some pretext or other and then he and his body quickly overpowered me and threatened to make my life a living hell if I didn’t give them what they wanted. It didn’t take much guessing to figure out what that was. The bigger of the two already had his fat cock out, massaging it in his hand. I wonder if the whole thing was a set-up since I’d no sooner finished blowing them both when I was “accidentally” caught by someone in Human Resources. I was dismissed that afternoon.
I went back to Daddy Sir’s apartment in tears.
“What am I going to do now,” I sobbed. “How am I going to ever get another job now?”
Daddy Sir sent me into near-hysterics when he confirmed that he wasn’t going to be supporting a fat ass white faggot loser like me.
“Pleath don’t throw me out,” I begged. “Pleath I’ll do anything Daddy Thir.”
“Anything!” I wept.
I probably should have thought it through a little better before I answered. But what choice did I have? Choices, it already seemed, were for an entirely different class of people than me.
Peep shows, public toilets, parks, even the street when the going was slow…I plied my new trade wherever horny guys might be found. By now, I was so fat I wore a muumuu when I went out to “work.” Wearing only the thin muumuu, with my cheap rubber flip-flops and painted toes, even though it was now deep into winter, there was no doubting what I was. And there was always someone who’d give me a ten or a twenty to stick there cock into me and shoot their wad.
I’d come back to the apartment a little after dawn, even filthier than when I left, the crack of my ass glued together with cum and strange pubic hairs stuck between my teeth. I’d empty my tote of crumpled sweaty pills on the table so Daddy Sir would see them the first thing and crawl into my crate for a few hours of sleep before he woke up and needed my services. No matter how much I brought back he always accused me of holding out on him, or not working hard enough, and no matter how pitifully I pleaded my innocence, he beat me with his strap and kicked me until sometimes I even lost consciousness.
Everyone in the neighborhood knew me as Daddy Sir’s property, his fuck-pig, his white sissybitch, which is probably what kept me from being beaten up, raped, and even killed. I was the only white face you might see for days at a time in that area of the city; even the police were afraid to set foot passed the street bordering the area. But I was allowed to come and go relatively unmolested, doing Daddy Sir’s shopping and laundry and menial chores like that. Besides everyone knew that for ten bucks the fat white sissy-pig in the muumuu would go down on anyone. For twenty, you could shove it into her pink, dimpled ass.
It was true that my body was now ruined beyond all recognition. My ass and thighs were padded with dimpled pillows of fat, rolls of pink fat hung down from my belly as if I were pregnant, my pale tits flopped around heavy and full on my chest. I craved junk food all the time and Daddy Sir encouraged my cravings. He liked to hear me snorting and snuffling just like a real pig before he’d throw my “feed” down on the floor for me to eat without my hands, licking up the candy, stale donuts, and other sugar-laden, high-fat foods that regularly comprised my “slops.”
Daddy Sir required that I be a hairless fuckpig, and that I always keep my toes and fingers freshly polished, but this was becoming harder and harder the fatter and fatter I got. I could hardly even see my toes anymore, nevertheless reach them in order to paint them! For that matter, my penis seemed to have shrunken and retracted into the rolls of fat around my midsection. I had to literally part the folds to find it, small and limp, when I had to pee-pee. Even then, it was difficult to keep myself clean. I developed painful rashes where the wet flesh rubbed together and stunk of urine all the time.
The fact was that I was having a hard time even getting around anymore. Daddy Sir noticed it, too. I could never seem to obey his commands fast enough, no matter how hard I tried. I tired easily. I lost my breath. It took me what seemed forever to get down on my knees, and even longer to get up off them.
“Damn pig, where your asshole at?” Daddy Sir said one day, as I bent over, hands on my plump knees, while he slapped and parted and pummeled my big ass trying to find my hole so he could fuck me.
I begged Daddy Sir to let me lose some weight, at least fifty or sixty pounds. I was beginning to be seriously concerned about my health. But Daddy Sir wouldn’t hear of it. He’d only open up another box of Twinkies or Ring Dings and put the entire contents in my feed bowl and I’d automatically start gobbling it up. Eventually I got too big for my crate, so Daddy Sir got another one, but I outgrew that one, too. He now said I was taking up too much room and stunk too bad so I should stay outside like any other pig.
“You ever hear of a pig living in a house, bitch?”
“No Daddy Thir.”
So a kind of pen was built to keep me in out in the alley among the trash cans. It was partially roofed so I had shelter from the worst of the elements. Some newspaper was thrown inside and my old worn blanket was allowed me and that’s where I made my home from then on, even in the severest weather. Daddy Sir hired an old woman from the building to see to me. She’d grown up on a farm in Tennessee as a little girl and so was used to tending to livestock.
A kind of makeshift winch and harness was rigged up in the alley and I was strapped into it and hoisted above the ground. Dangling there helplessly, the old woman would hose me off, working the jet of water into my folds of pink fat. Every few days, she’d spray some awful smelling foam all over me and hose that off, too. Away would come what little hair was still growing after the massive amount of hormones I was being injected with. Usually the old woman was silent as she worked, but if she did talk to me, it was the way you’d talk to an animal. Even when she asked me a question, I knew she’d be offended if I dared to answer back. She’d sit on a stool in front of where my dangling limbs and paint the little nails of my pudgy pink hands and feet and she’d say things like “Now don’t piggy look so pretty with his polished pink toenails.” People ask questions of pigs and dogs and cows all the time…they don’t expect a reply.
If I thought for a second that this new arrangement meant any change in my status as a whore I was quickly to learn otherwise. Daddy Sir expected to make a profit from his livestock and he quickly put me to work as the neighborhood fuckpig. I soon lost track of the number of men who came into the alley to fuck me—either my piggy face or my piggy ass. Daddy Sir would winch me up in the harness and the customers would take me while I hung there since it was easier to access my asshole and mouth that way.
It was two of these men who performed my “adjustment.” Daddy Sir decided that I would make a better fuckpig without my nuts and besides what good was it for him if I still had testicles? I would be a more placid, better-behaved piggy without nuts and I wouldn’t even dream of ever trying to escape back to my old life. As if that weren’t enough of a reason to nut me, without even the low-levels of testosterone that my testicles were still producing, I’d grow fatter and more feminine than ever. So all the begging and squealing I did to be allowed to keep my sack accomplished nothing. Daddy Sir had made his decision: I was to be fixed.
As I hung helpless in my harness, the two men who were to castrate me went to work. They had a hard time even finding my nuts among all the rolls of fat but when they did they each grabbed hold of one so tightly I yelped with pain. Snorting and twitching, I tried in vain to get away but it was no use. With a kind of heavy, flat-ended pliers, one of the men crushed my left testicle, and the other crushed the right. Just like that my nuts, the last vestige of my manhood, were reduced to nothing more than mashed tissue.
The pain was so intense I passed out.
When I came to I was back in my stall. For the next week I was in such horrible agony I was glad when the men returned and removed my sack and ruined nuts altogether. My penis, which was now little more than a spongy pink mushroom cap, was left intact, if only because it helped keep me from splashing piss all over myself, making it a little easier to clean me.
Maybe the ultimately indignity came the next day when Daddy Sir showed up with a six pack of beer and a greasy paper plate on which sat two roughly round heavily battered balls skewered on a bamboo stick. Opening up a ratty lawn chair that was often used by men waiting their turn to fuck me, Daddy Sir sat down, cracked open the first of his beers, and munched on what it was now clear to me were my deep-fried testicles. He’d given the freshly-severed organs to the old black woman who had a special recipe for pig’s balls—a kind of soul-food, I guess—from her girlhood in the Deep South. Now Daddy Sir, grinning from ear to ear, draining his third beer, started in on the second fried ball on his plate. He didn’t neglect to tell me how good they tasted, and while he picked his teeth with his pinkie nail for every last morsel, I snuffled and mewled, for I knew beyond a doubt that I would never escape my fate as a pig.
This was now my life, the only life I’d ever have. I could hardly believe I’d sunk to such degradation so quickly. I was descend even lower.
What little hope remained of returning to Susan, of being her husband again, had been literally crushed, and ruthlessly cut off along with my testicles. To ease my heartache, I ate more and more, more than ever. My eyes were now little piggy slits, my jowls hung heavy and low on either side of my obscenely fat face, and squished between my round pink cheeks, what used to be my nose, now resembled nothing so much as a pig’s flattened snout. The old woman had taken to combing out my fine blonde hair and braiding it into pigtails which she decorated with pink gingham bows.
“You a prize-winning little piggy, that you is.” She’d poke the fat on my sides, her whole crooked black finger disappearing in my voluminous pink flesh. “Lots of bacon and barbecue on you, little piggy,” she’d cackle. “If your master ever gets tired of renting your pink ass out for breeding, you better watch out fer the slaughterhouse.”
Any semblance of a normal life was long gone. I couldn’t even remember what I once looked like and the fact that I once had a good job, a beautiful wife, wonderful kids, and owned things like my own home and car—it all seemed like some kind of unbelievable dream that paled compared to my new reality as a neutered fuckpig.
Daddy Sir set up a closed circuit camera in the alley so he could monitor me night and day. It wasn’t so much to protect me from being stolen, and he certainly had no fear of me escaping any more; it was just another way of reinforcing the message that I had nothing, that I belonged to someone else, that I didn’t even own my own privacy. And, besides, it amused him to watch his fuckpig from the comfort of his apartment whenever he felt like it.
I grew more and more depressed and the more depressed I got naturally the more I ate. Between the hormone injections, my inactivity, my castration, and my junk-food diet, my weight ballooned to truly absurd, almost grotesque proportions. I’d already had three heart attacks and was afraid that the next one could easily be the one that killed me. During one of them, Daddy Sir fucked me just to see what it would feel like to have his cock buried inside the asshole of a white pig during cardiac arrest. The last heart attack he filmed with his cell phone, getting a kick out of watching my immense body heave and shudder and run with sweat as the pain in my chest crushed and strangled the life out of me.
With my pink face flushed and feverish, I begged him to call the paramedics before it was too late. Even then, I didn’t forget the high falsetto lisp I was required to use when speaking, but then again, I’d long forgotten how to speak in any other way.
“Pwease, pwease, Daddy Thir, call the ambulance, I think I might be dying…”
Turned on by my plight, Daddy Sir took his cock out, already hard, and shoved it into my blue-lipped mouth hole. With all the sugar I’d eaten and all the soft drinks I’d consumed, never once brushing or flossing, what teeth I had left were long rotten and soft as licorice. I couldn’t breathe, especially now with Daddy Sir’s humongous cock down my throat, and it felt like someone were hitting me on the chest with an axe-handle. My bowels suddenly let go. The smell was horrendous but it didn’t bother Daddy Sir at all. He kept plunging his cock down my throat and finally unloaded what I was sure would be the last wad of cum I’d ever swallow. I was about to die. I was sure of it. And the thing is I wasn’t sad about it at all. What did I have to live for, anyway? I’d be free of this pig life I was living once and for all. But I was wrong again. I didn’t die. I wasn’t free.
My life as a neutered white fuckpig would continue.
a new XXX booth/ peepshow in town. My wife asked me where I was
going and I told her I was going to play poker with the guys.
I jumped in the car and drove off, I pulled into the parking lot and
sat in the car for a minute and looked around. I looked in the side
mirror and saw my wife pulling up behind me and parking. She got out
of the car and approached my car. She opened the passenger side door
and ask me what I was doing here?
She got in and sat down. I was speechless, she ask me if this was a
place where you jack-off while you watch a movie. Before I could say
anything. she said that she wanted to go with me, because she wanted
to see what I liked about places like this. She said that I could
watch a XXX movie at home and jack off, why did I want to come here.
I told her that it was different to sit in a little booth and just
think about how many people had jacked off in the very same place
you are sitting, masturbating to a film you never seen before.
Well, we got out of the car and opened the door to the adult peep
show. As soon as we walked in, they're where dildo's and all kinds
of sex toys hanging on the walls for sale. My wife started handling
them and asking me questions about all the different kinky toys.
She had a huge dildo in her hands, and she was sliding her hands up
and down on the dildo like she was jacking it off. All the men in
the store were already looking at her and when she started jacking
on the dildo they started crowding around her. I took her by the
hand and led her over to the counter to get the change we were going
to need for the movie.
We walked down a dark hallway and entered a booth. The booth was
pretty small for two people but my cock was rock hard and my wife
Pam was rubbing my crotch. I stuck five dollars worth of coins into
the slot and the movie curtain opened and two guys where sucking
each other's cock. I was shocked and have never seen anything like
this, my wife stopped rubbing my cock and looked at me and said, "so
this is what you come here to see, men sucking men".
I told her there must be a mistake. I opened the door and looked at
the sign on the door and sure enough the sign said that we where in
the booth for homosexuals. I entered the booth and was fixing to
tell my wife we were in the wrong booth when I looked over at the
wall and she had her hand wrapped around a very large cock.
The booth had glory holes in it and the guy in the next booth stuck
his cock in the hole and she grabbed it. Soon she took my cock in
her other hand and was jacking it slowly as she licked down to my
ball sack. She licked it and teased it and took my balls in her
mouth one at a time and sucked them and licked them.
I was beside myself with heat and flashes of sheer sexual pleasure.
Then she raised my balls up and gently licked the bit of skin
between them and my asshole. She looked up at me and said she
couldn't believe I had come here to suck and fuck other cocks, she
said she didn't know I was craving cocks instead of cunts.
Then she started licking my asshole, sticking the end of her tongue
into my ass, stabbing it back and forth. (I was going to tell her
that we had gotten into the wrong booth but she was licking my ass
so good, I just thought fuck it I will tell her later) She continued
jerking my prick as her tongue bored into my asshole. I just shook
with the sheer pleasure of it.
Then I felt her tongue lick up across my balls, stopping to suck
each of them. She put her middle finger in her mouth and wet it well
with her saliva. As she took my cock in her mouth and her lips slid
down my length, she pushed her finger into my asshole. Before long
she had inserted two more fingers in my loose ass.
Now her head was bobbing up and down, with one hand jerking my cock
and her fist was plunging into my ass, massaging my prostate and
making me see stars. This couldn't last much longer, then it
happened. I have never come so hard, before or since. I unloaded a
huge load of cum in her mouth. She kept sucking and sucking until I
She pulled her hand out of my asshole. Then she looked up at me and
opened her mouth. I saw the pool of pearly white cum in her mouth as
she ran her tongue around her lips. She put her lips to mine and
forced my spent cum into my mouth. At first it grossed me out but
then we started snowballing back and forth and I had tasted my cum
before when I was by myself.
Pam then suggested that I suck the cock that she was still playing
with. That's when I told my wife that we were in the wrong booth
that all these cocks were gay cocks. She told me that she had a
fantasy of me sucking a cock. And that she wanted me to suck the one
she had in her hand. I told her that I wouldn't be sucking a cock
unless it was on a she-male.
She took the cock she was playing with and stuck it up to her pussy
and pushed it right up to the wall. This cock was longer than mine
and his was sticking thru a wall. She started fucking herself on
this strangers cock right in front of me. She said she would fuck it
till it cum in her pussy or my mouth.
She had never fucked anybody but me since we have been together. I
didn't want him dumping his cum in my wife's pussy, but I didn't
want to suck his cock and have him cumming in my mouth ether. Time
was running out. I looked down and he had already cum, my wife's
eyes were rolled back in her head and he kept fucking her, the cum
was whipped up into a white lather.
When she regained her composure She was mad as hell at me for making
her fuck this strangers cock, she told me to look down at her pussy,
up until tonight my cock was the only cock to ever fuck her. Now it
is all matted up with a strangers cum.
All I would have had to do was suck his cock and none of this would
have happened. And it was one of her fantasies to watch me suck a
cock. Now she ordered me to suck her pussy clean of all the cum that
was pooled up in her gapping cunt hole.
I refused and she said that if I didn't suck her love hole clean she
would start sucking all the cocks in the porno shop. As I hesitated
another cock was sticking in the glory hole. This time it was a big
black one and my wife had it in her hand she bent over and licked
the head of it. Then she looked up at me and ask me if I was going
to eat her pussy?
I looked back down at the mess between my wife's legs. I didn't want
her to suck a black cock. So I lowered my head and tried my first
cream pie. First I licked the globs of cum up by running my tongue
up from her asshole to her cunt.
It didn't taste all that bad and my cock got hard again thinking
about what I was doing. I couldn't believe how hard my cock was.
Moments ago she had sucked every drop of cum out of me and deposited
it back in my mouth. I could still taste my cum a little bit. I
couldn't take it any more I stood up and slipped my cock into her
hot wet cunt and started pumping her hard.
She released the big black cock she had been licking on. It didn't
take long for me to shoot another load of sperm deep in her. As I
pulled my cock out of her pussy my wife had moved around and took my
cock in her hand, she ran her fingers up and down the shaft and then
started licking the mixture of our three bodies from her hand, where
she had been holding my slippery cock.
As I watched and moaned at the sensations and the sights, she licked
the cum out of my pubic hair and began to take my balls into her
mouth. Sucking one at a time to clean them. When she was about thru
she looked up at me and ran her tongue once more around her lips,
cleaning off the last traces of our juices.
I was out of my mind with excitement I cupped my hands under her ass
cheeks after pressing her legs up and out. She was a mess. Her soft
pubic hair was matted and soaked with a mixture of cum, sweat and
pussy juice. As I watched, some clear juice followed by some slick
white cum slid out of her still gaping fuck hole and started to
slowly move down toward the brownish pink pucker of her asshole.
I started licking her pussy all around sucking up the cum that had
been deposited by me and another fellow. Somebody I didn't even
know. I started feeling real nasty and couldn't get enough kinky
perverted sex. As I was licking her puckered asshole I felt
something stab me in the neck. I turned around and my wife had
opened the door to the peep room.
There stood a man with his cock in his hand and the end of it two
inches from my lips. His cock looked like John Holmes. My wife
grabbed his cock and started guiding it to my mouth she was rubbing
the cock head against my lips, but I wouldn't open my mouth. I don't
remember how it happened but when I opened my eyes I had his cock
wedged into my mouth.
When I looked up at him, with my lips wrapped around his cock. I
watched him, watched him with his hard cock fucking my mouth,
watched him enjoying my blowjob. I looked over at my wife and she
was smiling at me, she was happy. I was so turned on, as I sucked
him and watched him enjoy it. After awhile, I could feel him stiffen
and I was thinking he was getting ready to shoot his load of sperm
into my warm mouth. That's what I wanted; I wanted him to cum in my
mouth for me.
Then he started to cum and he practically filled my waiting mouth
with his cum. I sucked and swallowed his thick tasty cum. When he
was spent, I sucked and got all of his cum into my mouth then I
kissed his cock before I stood up and looked over at my wife.
I had been so taken in with what I was doing I didn't notice my wife
down on her knee's sucking a cock to. He was really fucking her
mouth, fucking her face, his hips were moving and she was holding
him tight by his ass cheeks as he was holding her head and really
fucking her mouth. Her nose was in his pubic hair and she could feel
his balls on her chin.
She was a cock-sucking bitch for him. And I was a cock-sucking bitch
for my wife. His legs got stiff and he started pumping cum and my
wife sucked ever drop of it down her throat. After she licked his
cock clean I got her by the hand and got her the hell out of there.
Before we entered this place my wife was an everyday housewife that
was faithful and a little princess. Now she was a cock starved horny
whore that wants her and her husband to suck and fuck other men. We
left her car at the peep show and we drove home in my car. As we
were traveling home she was telling me how she was going to get a
job at the peepshow. She ask me if it would be O.K. I just don't
know what to say.
Well it's been three days since my wife and I had been at the
peepshow. She has bugged the piss out of me, about her getting a job
there. Are sex lives have been great, were constantly fucking and
sucking each other. She likes to get on top of me and sit on my hard
cock and rock back and forth to fuck her self.
While she tells me dirty little stories about how she wants to work
at the peep show and how she will service all the patrons and how
her pussy feels when she even thinks about what happen last week.
I kept telling her that I didn't want her to work at a place like
that. But finally I broke down and agreed to her working at the peep
show. It had its advantages I would take her to work and go inside
and watch a show for free. She would join me at her midnight break
and most of the time she would suck me off during her lunch break.
One night I come to pick her up from work and she told me to go over
in the dildo section and pick out a large dildo for my pleasure. I
picked out a model called the John Holmes special.
I couldn't wait to get home knowing my wife was going to use a strap-
on dildo to fuck me. As soon as we got home she laid out a dildo
harness on the bed, and I knew that she wanted to fuck my ass with
it. She laughed. "Does that turn you on?" She smiled at me in an
evil way. "No, I'm not going to fuck your ass with this. Well not
But I'll keep that in mind for the future. What she wanted was for
me to strap on the harness with the dildo and fuck her with it. She
then told me that my cock wasn't big enough to satisfy her any more
as she strapped the dildo on me, my cock was rock hard.
As I positioned myself over her and between her spread legs, she
took hold of the dildo and the back of my neck and pulled me to
her. "Now forget that you even have a cock. This is your cock from
now on." She was very excited, and arched up to the fake cock, and I
moved as if it were my cock.
She whispered hotly. "Don't you wish you had a cock like this? I
looked at her, and she answered. "It's perfect. You provide the
movement, and the dildo provides the 14 inches of excitement. I can
tell a big difference in my wife since her new job. She has turned
into such a whore.
She always calls and tells me when she is about to be a bad girl.
Some times she gets horny during the day watching all the men coming
in there to get some relieve. So she will go in a booth with one of
the customers and suck and fuck their cock. Sometimes she makes me
come to work with her, and she will set me up in a booth. When some
of her favorite men come in she will set them up in the booth next
to mine, then she will come in the booth with me and make me suck
their cocks while she masturbates and watch's me suck them off.
Sometimes I will suck a cock while she tongues my ass out. One time
I watched her suck this guy off, and when he cummed she pulled it
out of her mouth and it blasted all over my face.
My wife no longer wears bras or panties when she goes to work. She
decided to get real kinky and stop taking the pill and continue
fucking all customers, co-workers and the other manager (who is
black) She knows there is a chance of getting knocked-up and not
even knowing by who.
I am going along with this and I enjoy eating her fresh cream pies
when she comes home and she started letting me fuck her and shooting
my cum up her cunt too. I get turned on fucking her as she goes
through her pregnancy not knowing who knocked her up and what color
the baby will be as she is still fucking the customers, most of them
are black or Latino.
She is 4 months pregnant now and her tits and ass are great. She
doesn't miss a day of work. I went down to see her the other day and
she was in a booth with two black guys. As I peeked into the booth
she had one of them between her tits and was licking on the head of
his cock as he fucked her tits. He shot a huge load of cum all over
her tits, but what was real sexy was that he had been fucking them
so hard that milk was spurting out of her tits.
I entered the booth and she had me down between her breast licking
up the cum and titty milk. As the other black guy slide up behind me
and fucked me in the ass. I could tell he was about to cum because I
could feel his big black cock swelling up in my ass. When he started
cumming it shot up in me so hard I could almost taste it.
My wife pulled his cock out of my asshole and made me squat down
over her belly and let the black man's sperm leak out of my ass and
land on her belly. Then she took her pretty little hand and rubbed
it into her skin like a fine body lotion.
It was embarrassing, he had fucked me real hard and when my ass got
loose he shoved a lot of air up my asshole and it sounded like I was
farting when the cum was leaking out.
I guess I am going to get me a part time job here. They are adding
more booths and they are going to have live sex acts. My wife told
the owner that I would do any sex act that anybody wanted to watch.
I just don't know about her sometimes.
boy and she is the teacher. It usually starts out like this, she
will go out on the town and come home about I know she is out
fucking and sucking other men but it turns me on to know that she
will be home nice and horny and will share her sexual adventures
A typical night will go like this: She will come home and release my
cock and balls from my cock cage. I am not permitted to play with my
cock, and the only time I can masturbate is when she is watching.
Then I must get down on my knees and ask her to have sex with me.
Here is how the conversation goes she will say.
"Do you want to taste my pussy?" I take a deep breath and say "I
really want to lick the cum out of your cunt, I want to clean up
that mess for you. " She will say "Oh, you nasty boy! You want to
lick up my cunt after it's been fucked? It's really a wet hot mess,
isn't it? It's even messy outside because Dave and his friends wiped
their dripping cocks all over it. Well, I guess it does need to be
cleaned up, why don't you come over here and suck up this messy
She lays back on the bed and spreads her beautiful long legs then
she says "Take a close look, can you smell how my ass and pussy has
been fucked?" I look at her well-fucked pussy and ass and there is a
pool of hot thick cum puddle up in her openings. I dive my tongue
into her asshole and lick upwards till I feel her hard clit sticking
up like a small penis.
Cum is all over my face and I continue to lick and suck up all of
her lovers spent sperm. Every time my tongue touches her sensitive
clit her pussy muscles tighten and she squirts more sperm out of her
cunt. After about 45 minutes her pussy and asshole is clean as ever.
My tongue is sore from all the licking.
Then she told me to get on top of her and fuck her, she said "fuck
my pussy real good and when you cum I want you to deposit half of
your cum in my pussy and the other half sprayed on my asshole" I
have not been allowed to cum in over a week so I knew my balls were
full of cum. Usually when I cum it shoots out with force so I knew I
would have plenty of cum to do the job.
I did just as I was told and I cum so hard I thought my balls had
exploded. I deposited a good size load in her cunt and she was
pleased with my performance. She said " since I liked to eat cum so
much to get down there and eat your own cum. Suck it out of my
pussy." She lifted her ass and my mouth found her wet cunt. I tasted
my cum. I let my mouth hang open and Cindy squeezed her cunt muscles
and made my cum spurt out of her pussy into my mouth.
I had cum a lot. I kept drinking and swallowing. When I had all of
my cum drained from my wife's cunt, I lowered my head and licked the
cum off of her asshole. She moaned again as another orgasm overcame
her. I got up from between her legs and laid back on the bed, my
wife got up over me and started licking the fresh cum off of my face
that I had missed. We french kissed and swapped some cum back and
forth from my mouth to hers, and then we hugged up to each other and
fell a sleep.
Bi-Sexual Cuckold Pt 2
We awoke the next morning to someone knocking on the door. My wife
got out of bed and went to the door to see who was knocking. I heard
her talking to someone, and then she walked back into the room. She
had one of her male lovers by the hand. His name was Ben and she
told him to take his clothes off and join us in the bed.
Ben climbed into the bed and Cindy started sucking his cock. His
cock got bigger and bigger and Cindy was slurping all over it. Then
Cindy got on her hands and knees and said "nasty boy climb under me
and lick me while I'm getting fucked, …..fucking lick my cunt now!"
I did as instructed, who was I to refuse? I got underneath her and
she and Ben spread their legs a little more to allow me easy access.
From that angle I had a great view of his cock going in and out, it
was slick with her pussy juice, and Cindy's cunt was actually
working up a milky white lather. I reached out with my tongue and
started to lick her clit.
Ben's cock was pistoning in and out of her cunt and my tongue was
licking part of his cock. Cindy said I want you to lick Ben's balls
when his cock is fully in me, and as he pulls out I want you to lick
his shaft. Do it good, remember, you're my little cocksucking bitch."
His balls were slapping me in the face and I noticed my cock was
rock hard from all the action I was seeing. Cindy also looked down
at my cock, which was fully aroused and freely leaking pre-cum. She
told Ben to pull his cock out of her pussy. Then she got up and
said, " I want you to reach out with your tongue and lick the tip of
Then she said "If you clean His cock up well enough, I might let you
cum later". "Now, I want you to kiss that cock, make out with it and
lick off all that pussy juice. Make sure you get his balls nice and
I made myself comfortable between Ben's legs, and started to kiss
and lick the cum from his cock. I took his hard shaft in my mouth
and strongly sucked, tasting the after effects of their fucking. I
licked his balls, and as the whole cock became clean, it also
started to grow and swell harder.
Cindy said "Come on guys. Show me some more. I want to see some
cum!" I laid down and Ben climbed on top of me. He lowered his head
to my cock and I found his hard-on hanging above my head. I reached
up and took his ass cheeks in my hands and pulled his cock down and
unto my mouth.
He began a slow rhythm of slurping and sucking. His hard cock
plunged into my throat and gagged me. I backed off a little and then
let him come back into my throat as deep as it could. Cindy came
over and held the base of his cock as I brought the head up to my
mouth. She stroked him until his first spurts of cum shot into my
open mouth. I took the head of it between my lips as he continued to
shoot strings of sperm into my mouth and down my throat. Ben filled
my mouth with spurt after spurt of his sweet cum. I let it fill my
mouth until it was about to run down my chin and then I opened my
throat and let it all slide into me.
I finally released Ben's cock from my mouth, and sat back gasping
for air. I looked over at Cindy and said I'm sorry Cindy, I didn't
realize I could get excited by sucking on a cock."
Cindy told me that she loved watching me suck a cock and that she
had cum four times while I was sucking Ben's cock. She also said
that since I was a nasty boy that she wanted me to get into the
doggie position with my ass in the air. Cindy began licking my
asshole, smearing her spit and some leftover cum all over my tight
Ben joined her and soon I was very wet down there. First, Ben put a
finger in me and moved it around. Then two fingers, then three. Ben
kept slowly working his fingers into my ass while Cindy was sucking
life back into his cock. When Cindy got Ben's cock hard again she
started rubbing it on my well-lubed asshole.
She worked the end of his cock into my hungry asshole Ben started to
pump slowly in and out. Cindy lay down under me and took my now
throbbing cock in her mouth."Let me know when Ben is about to cum,"
she said. "I want you two to cum together."I can't describe how good
the feeling was. My wife sucking on my hot cock and Ben ramming my
asshole with his big hard cock.
But, all good things must come to an end. Ben was moaning loudly,
announcing that he was going to cum. Cindy started her famous "hard
sucking." I taught her this. She sucked deep and hard on my balls
and on the backstroke she put pressure on my cock by pushing it
against the top of her mouth with all the strength she had in her
Just as I felt Ben's hot cum shooting deep into my asshole, I began
shooting into Cindy's mouth. My cock shot off with force and Cindy
said it was delicious. Ben filled my ass with his cum and I heard
his cock slip out. As I was cumming in her mouth, Cindy stroked her
clit to another orgasm.
Cindy swallowed all my cum and laid back and spread her legs wide, I
could see that her cunt was wide-open and oozing juice. I went down
and began to lick her juicy cunt. While Ben got behind me and sucked
his cum out of my asshole.
There is nothing sexier then watching your wife suck a cock. My wife
has always been very oral. She has sucked my cock ever since the
first date we had. We had gone to the drive-in theatre and she had
my cock out playing with it before the movie started. I had my pants
off in the back seat and she was stroking my cock and sucking my
balls into her mouth one ball at a time. I was so horny that I
couldn't control myself and blasted a big wad of cum all over the
She reached up and wiped the cum up with her hand, she then laid
back and sucked the white creamy stuff off her fingers. Being as
young as we where my cock was standing up again, and she bent over
and sucked me off again. We went together for two years and I
couldn't fuck her because she was afraid of getting pregnant. But
she was always sucking on my cock.
She said that was the best kind of birth control. I didn't mine it,
she had a very talented tongue and her lips where always swelled up
from sucking so much. She was a very kinky girl and she loved to
play role models One time she tied me up and shaved my cock and
balls, then she when down on me and started sucking and licking on
my bald cock, after she sucked my cum into her mouth she came up and
placed her lips on my mouth and fed me my cum back, it was my first
taste of male cum.
I liked it so much that I went into the bathroom later on that day
and jacked off and ate it. I told Cindy what I had done and she got
mad as hell at me. She told me that it was like me going out on her.
The only way I could get her to calm down was to go down to the
adult bookstore and buy a cock cage.
Which she makes me wear all the time now. It doesn't bother me at
all because she loves my sperm so much she is always sucking me off.
She shares my cum with me every now and then. She has started
sucking and licking on my asshole now. It drive's me wild when I am
up on my hands and knee's and she has her tongue buried in my ass.
Ever once in a while she would slip a finger into my ass. From that
time on she started sticking two fingers in my ass, then three. She
went to a sex toy party one night and come home with all kinds of
I remember the first time she fucked me with a huge dildo. She
tongued my ass good and sucked on my swollen balls. She then got out
the lube and greased up my hungry asshole at this time she could get
half of her hand up my loose ass. My cock was sticking straight out
and she placed her open mouth about six inches from the head of my
cock when she stuck that dildo in my ass and started massaging my
I shot three ropes of hot thick cum right into her mouth' and she
hadn't even touched my cock. That's when she discovered what you
call milking a cock. For the next three weeks she milked my cock
three times a day. She had a special harness made for my cock that I
didn't even have to hold it to take a piss. She loved to watch the
cum shoot out of my cock and she always had her mouth their sucking
up that cum.
It felt good to me too, she's got one big dildo dong that has a
suction cup on it, she will stick it to a wall and I will back up
and she will insert it in to my ass and I will start fucking it
until my cock shoots off into her mouth. After three weeks of know
body touching my cock she pulled the harness off and gave me one of
the best blow jobs I ever had.
She was fist fucking me while she sucked on my balls. She placed a
glass over the end of my cock and I started cumming, pumping sperm
into the glass. When I quit cumming she licked the head of my cock
off. And handed me the glass and told me to drink it down. I
swallowed the fresh nectar of my balls.
At this time I couldn't believe what I was letting Cindy do to me.
It was like she was training me for something. She stopped making me
wear my cock cage because I swore to her that I wouldn't masturbate.
Hell' I couldn't wait to get to the bathroom and jack off and taste
my cum. I was eating it every time I went to the bathroom. She was
still sucking me off once or twice a day. She knew something was up
because with me masturbating everyday and her sucking me off, my cum
was clear water thin and sometimes my cock would just start pumping
and nothing came out. "But it feels like heaven"
Then one night Cindy had me in the bedroom, she had me tied up with
a couple pairs up her panty hose. She had a butt plug lodged in my
ass, and her Venus butterfly strapped to by balls. She slipped a VHS
tape into the VCR and their I was jacking off and eating my cum. She
had a camera mounted in the bathroom and taped ever time I had
jacked off, I had jacked off and tasted my cum 14 times in the last
I was embarrassed watching myself in the film. It looked hot and
very naughty. Hell one day I was so horny I had a lubed up rubber
with me and I slipped it over the end of the plunger and stuck the
end of it on the wall and backed up on it and fucked myself. Cindy
ask me what this was all about. All I could tell her was that I
liked the way cum tasted and it gets me real horny sometimes.
That I was sorry. She reminded me about what happen last time I got
caught. She then told me that she loved me and that she could
understand how someone could like the taste of cum. She then
explained to me that me masturbating all the time was like I was
cheating on her. That I was cheating her out of her share of the
tasty delight. And then she told me that she wanted more cum to eat
and that she had a idea.
She then opened the door and there stood a young stud with a hard
cock. Cindy introduced me to Bob and told me that Bob was going to
stick his cock in my mouth and feed me a load of cum. Bob walked
over to where I was tied up and started rubbing his cock around my
lips. Cindy watched and told me that from now on I would be sucking
Bob's cock. She said that will take care of my craving for cum and I
will have all of your sweet sperm for myself. She told me that she
didn't want anybody's cum but mine. It worked out fine She likes to
watch me suck Bob off. She always keeps her clothes on and Bob
hasn't even seen her boobs. After me and Bob gets done and he leaves
I always go down and suck on Cindy's pussy. But I still haven't
fucked her YET. Part two of this series is going to be about what
happens when two lovers get hooked on cum.
Well, let me start off by saying that I have a very kinky wife and
that we have had many sexual adventures so far in life. This story
is going to be a little different, because I am going to let my wife
tell you about her sexual likes and pleasures.
So sit back and pull your cock out and shoot a big load of cum for
my wife. And if your really horny lift your hand up to your mouth
and taste the spent cum. It makes my wife really horny when I do
that for her. Also you ladies that like to read my stories get your
favorite toys out and insert one in your ass and cunt and make
yourself cum real hard.
OK here she is…… Hello my name is Cindy and I love SEX, I love the
sight, the taste, the sound, and the smell. I love it all and there
are very few things I haven't tried at least once. I think sex is
something special, something that needs to be shared, so that's why
I like to share.
I love to be fucked and sucked by a woman or a man, or both at the
same time. I love it when my husband arranges a gang-bang for me and
I get fucked over and over. Anal sex is something I really love.
When I first started having anal sex I would work one finger in my
ass at a time, then I moved on to dildo's, now I can fuck the really
big cocks without pain and discomfort, only sexual pleasure.
Before a man fucks my ass he has to get me ready. Not only do I need
to be really turned on but I also need to be "loosened" up. A man
must use his tongue on my asshole and lick the hole real good and
when the juices from my pussy start leaking down into my asshole, I
am ready, I'll suck his cock or get him to fuck my pussy to get his
cock really wet and then I will let him slide his cock up my ass. I
love the feeling of a cock deep in my cunt.
If there is another man present I'll ask him to fuck my pussy at the
same time. There's only one thing I find more pleasurable than one
man in my asshole and another in my cunt and that is having two in
my cunt. I like to start by climbing on top of one guy and slipping
his cock into me then I lie down and get the other guy to enter me
The feeling of that second cock pushing its way into my wet pussy
is, Great,. Being fully penetrated by two cocks and then feeling
them start to move sets me right off and before long I'm begging
them to fuck me hard and fast. I just love it when the guys get into
a good rhythm, one pushing in as the other pulls outs.
My pussy will cum over and over. I always cum several times like
that and my only complaint is that the cocks will dump there cum in
my gaping pussy before I'm done with them. The sensation of their
cocks rubbing together is usually too much for them and they will
cum hard and fast. I remember the first time I had two cocks in my
pussy, I fell in love with it and now I try to "get it" every chance
I can. To feel two men sliding in and out really can't be described.
I would recommend it to any woman out there to give it a try. The
pleasure you experience is unbelievable and your two lovers will
love it to.
Sometimes, when I'm only with one man, I'll slide a dildo into my
pussy while he is fucking me just to experience something similar to
the feeling when I am getting double fucked in my cunt. And of
course my husband will be down there licking up the spent cum before
I know it. Hell… sometimes he will get down under me while I am
being fucked and he will lick the cocks as they are going in and out
of my pussy. I love to look down between my legs and see my husband
sucking on my lover's balls.
I am very lucky because my husband love's cum as much as I do. And
as horny as I stay we always have plenty of young fresh cum to
share. I know a lot of women get off on having a guy cum in their
mouth but for me what I really love is a guy cumming deep in my
It really does it for me when I can hear and feel a guy getting
ready to shoot cum inside me. Sometimes, as he gets close, I can
feel his cock head swell, and when he starts spurting cum, I feel
myself get warm and sloppy, and I love the feel of hot cum running
down my inner thighs as my husband sucks and licks it off of my soft
skin. I love it and I always cum when he does. And I must tell you
if two guys are cumming in me at the same time it is just out of
this world. I really don't know how to describe it feels so fucking
good. Well I need to stop right now my pussy is soaking wet and I
need to satisfy my aching cunt with a huge dildo.
Well, let me start off by saying that I have a very kinky wife and
that we have had many sexual adventures so far in life. This story
is going to be a little different, because I am going to let my wife
tell you about her sexual likes and pleasures.
So sit back and pull your cock out and shoot a big load of cum for
my wife. And if your really horny lift your hand up to your mouth
and taste the spent cum. It makes my wife really horny when I do
that for her. Also you ladies that like to read my stories get your
favorite toys out and insert one in your ass and cunt and make
yourself cum real hard.
OK here she is… Hello my name is Cindy and I love SEX, Welcome to
part 2 of my series. I got so horny writing my first part of this
story that I had to stop and masturbate. My panties were so wet,
that my juices were leaking out on the chair.
I was thinking about the time I fucked my first big black cock, I
had trouble with my car so I went to the local repair shop were
there was a young man by the name of Ben. He was a big black man
about 10 years younger than myself. I got so horny that when Ben was
bent over looking at the engine I couldn't resist running my hands
up the back of his ass, feeling his firm ass.
Before I knew it I had wrapped my fingers around his hard cock right
threw his pants. It was as hard as a rock and I whisper in his ear
how bad I wanted him to fuck me. There was nobody else in the shop
so I led him by his cock into a back room. I started undressing him
and dropped down on my knees and started sucking his huge black
It is so big that I have to stretch my mouth out to wrap my lips
around it. There is just something erotic to me about having a black
mans cock in my mouth. I lick and suck all around his big black
tool. I suck on his oversized balls. I could only get one ball at a
time into my hungry mouth.
By the looks of his swollen balls I knew he would be giving me a big
load of penis juice. I was thinking to myself if I wanted his cum in
my mouth or up my cunt.Then he started fingering my pussy and
getting it ready for his huge black cock to go inside my tight white
My pussy was so wet and I wanted it so bad. He slid his hard cock up
my tight pussy and started fucking me hard with nice long strokes. I
started cumming over and over. His big black cock stretched my tight
pink pussy all out. He must have fucked my cunt for twenty minutes;
I lost count at how many times I cum. Then he ask me if I want to
feel his hard, wet cock stuffed in my asshole.
I cummed again just by the thought of his black cock up my asshole.
When he pulled his huge cock out of my pussy my cunt felt empty and
loose. I knew that when he shoved that big hard cock up my asshole
that my pussy would tighten up again.
He then presses the head of his cock against my asshole. It is snug
so he applies more pressure, and then his cock goes deeper in my
ass. It took him a few seconds to get the head of his cock in my
ass, but it goes in just right. I moan, scream and whimper while he
fucks my ass.
I love having cock in my ass and especially when it is a huge black
cock. I reach around with my hand and start finger fucking my
swollen pussy, I can't believe how big and swollen my cunt lips are.
I just keep sticking more and more of my fingers into my love hole.
Before I realize it I have my whole hand wedged into my cunt.
I can feel his hard cock slamming into my asshole, I feel him
touching bottom on every stroke. It doesn't take long until I feel
his cock swelling up, pulsing inside me. It just doesn't stop he's
flooding my asshole with his hot thick cum.
He pulls his thick meat out of my ass and I remove my fist from my
pussy and scoop up some of the cum that is trying to escape my
gaping asshole. I start rubbing his spent cum into my hungry pussy
and my mind turns to my husband.
I can't wait to get home and feed him a creampie. I pull my panties
up to catch the rest of the man juice. And I tell Ben that it has
been fun, but I must leave now.
Boy did she punish me. I got home from work early and I was feeling
horny so I stuck a video in the VCR.
I took off my clothes and got up on the bed. I was stroking my hard
cock and playing with my balls. I could tell I was going to cum hard
and fast so I stopped and went and got a cock ring.
I also got out the wife's biggest dildo and some lube. I put the
cock ring on and lubed up my hungry ass rubbing the lube into my hot
asshole, I inserted the dildo into my ass and was fucking my self
with it. I could feel my balls swelling up.
My wife started me eating my cum on our honeymoon, and now I wanted
to taste my cum so I hunched over on my shoulders, my legs above my
head, against the headboard and my fat cock pointed at my face.
Someone in the movie was saying, "fuck me, fuck me." I had the dildo
wedged deep in my ass. I pulled the fast release string on the
cockring, my balls were released and I was staring at my cockhead
and watched it shoot hot strings of cum all over my face. I opened
my mouth and ate all I could, letting the rest coat my face,
slicking me like a nasty cum slut. God that was hot, I thought.
That was before I realized what was really happening. My wife Cindy
was standing in the doorway watching everything. It scared me so
much that my anal muscles tighten up and the dildo shot out of my
ass like a missile.
I had cum dripping all over my face and my mouth was full of hot
thick sperm. I dropped my legs down on the bed and my cock was still
standing up. Cindy walked over and slapped my cock till it was soft.
She reached down and pulled me into a standing position. I looked
down on the bed and cum was sprayed all over it.
Where I was laying my lubed up ass touched the bed and left a brown
spot. I had fucked the shit out of my ass. The dildo was laying half
way across the room. Cindy spanked my ass and told me to clean my
mess up. She then walked into the other room and made a few phone
calls. I got busy cleaning up everything.
When I was done Cindy told me to get in the shower and freshen
myself up. I was glad she let me clean up I hate it when I am nasty
and dirty. Because the cum I had on my face was dried up and flaking
off. When I got out of the shower Cindy called me into the kitchen.
I walked in and sat down all I had on was a towel.
She said, "You really are a faggot, aren't you?" I saw how you
enjoyed fucking your ass with MY dildo. I also noticed how you was
trying to shoot every drop of your cum into your willing mouth.
She then told me to stand up, she turned me around and wrapped her
arms around me, pulling my nipples and stroking my cock head. My ass
was facing her and she had her hand between my legs stroking my cock
from behind. My cock was so hard I was sure I was going to explode
in a second.
She sensed it and stopped stroking my cock, moving her hand around
to my ass and sliding it down my ass crack. As her middle finger
dipped into my moist hungry asshole, my body jumped involuntarily.
She whispered in my ear, "I bet you have had dreams of me finger
fucking your ass or working a vibrator up your behind." My cock
leapt at her words and there was laughter in her voice as she
continued, "Do you wanna get your ass reamed, Baby, do you want me
to fuck your slutty asshole?"
I blushed and nodded. "Yes fuck me Mistress". I was begging Cindy to
insert more and more fingers up my ass. She kept lubing me up and
after the third finger was sliding easily up my ass the doorbell
rang. Cindy pulled her fingers out of my ass and answered the door.
It was the lady next door, Kay.
Cindy brought Kay into the kitchen and was telling her what was
going on. Kay told my wife that she had brought over what Cindy had
wanted on the phone.
Cindy told Kay to strip off her clothes and to lye down on the
kitchen table. I was standing there with my mouth open wondering
what was going on. Kay removed her clothes and laid down on the
table. My cock was getting real hard, because Kay was a very sexy
lady. I was hoping I was going to get to fuck Kay.
Then Cindy my wife told me to sit down and eat Kay's pussy. I sat
down eagerly and shoved my face into her cunt. When I did, I
realized that Kay's cunt was full of sperm. I pulled my face out of
her hot sweaty cunt.
Cindy shoved my face back into it, telling me to clean her pussy
real good that her husband had just fucked her twice. She also had
be sucking the cum out of her freshly fucked ass. I started getting
into licking all of it up.
Cindy reached down and felt of my hard cock, she stroked it and told
me that I must like it because my cock is hard.
Kay spoke up and said that if I like it that well she will bring her
husband over and I could suck his cock.
Cindy told Kay that if she ever catches me Jacking off again that
she would have Kay bring her husband over and fuck me hard. After
Kay left Cindy had me cum in my hand and eat it. That was very nice