r opening my door, and he comes bounding in. I wasn't sure how to start, and was more focused on that when I suddenly feel something cold at my pussy, Dylan had stuck his nose right there, and licks at my pussy tenaively, as I let out a moan, I fall back, that had felt better than I had imagined.

Spreading my legs out, I moan louder as Dylan runs his tongue along my slit, the feeling coming from my pussy is incredible. I had been licked before by my girlfriend, but this might actually be better. I let him lick me for a few minutes, but I didn't know how long it would be before my parents returned, so I pushed him away and got up, moving on to all fours.

"Come on Dylan, fuck me, I'm your bitch for today!" I say, grinning a little, I can see his cock start to poke out a little. Thats when he mounts me, wrapping his forelegs around me as he wildly humps at me. I reach back, and help guide his growing cock to the entrance of my pussy, and he thrusts into my tight pussy.

I let out a moan as he manages to thrust his entire cock inside me, feeling his balls slap against me as he thrusts as hard as he can into me. "Oh yes Dylan, thats it, fuck me, fuck this bitch!" I shouted, then I feel something new growing in his cock. Realizing is his knot, and that it will cause me pain if it enters me, I start to try and wiggle free, maybe this was a bad idea after all, but then he bites my shoulder, not enough to break the skin, but just enough to get me to stop as his knot locks into place.

I don't struggle, and there is only a brief pain, then I feel it as pleasure as he thrusts faster and faster into me. I feel my pussy clenching on his cock, I was truely enjoying being fucked by a male for the first time. Between his licks from earlier and his thrusing, I cum several times, though it is held in by his knot. I let out a final moan as he thrusts into me and cums.

I cringe as Dylan tries to pull out of me, but his knot keeps us tied together. After awhile, he finally is able to pull out of me, and I turn around and give him a kiss on the head. "Good boy Dylan," I say, and he licks my face, I knew that I would have to try that again, and again.

ng her legs wide, giving me a lovely view of her tight little ass. I couldn't resist . I slowly clinmbed on to the bed and slid my finger up and down her slit. As I did her cunt juices started to flow. I then bent down and licked that sweet ass. As I started to tongue her asshole she again stirred. I paused and waited, she then agiain turned over giving me access to her tight little cunt. I started licking up and down her wet slit, when I felt a hand pushing my head deeper into her cunt. I thought tahat it was her having awakened, but to my surprise it ewas her Mother. Nancy told me to get undressed and as I did she started licking her Daughter's cunt making me even harder. Deb was now awake and moaning with every lick. When I was undressed I laid down on the bed, Deb climbed on top of my face and her Mother was sucking my rock hard cock. Deb came after about 15 min. We then sitched positions she laid down her Mother climbed onto her face and I slid my still very hard cock into Deb's TIGHT cunt I fucked her til I couldn't hold back and filled her cunt with a large hot load of cum, that Mom then proceeded to lick out .We rested for a while then had another session, but that's another story.

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My sister and I have always been really close, so we would often talk about sex and whatnot. She had already told me how she had sex with her boyfriend, Zach, when she was 14, just before he moved to California; but had never had sex with anyone after him. I, unfortunately, had not had sex yet. We talked about how we both loved masturbating and how I always used lotion and how she had her own favorite dildo that Mom had given to her. We both really loved just talking, no matter the subject.

 

Five minutes later, Emily came walking down the stairs. My mouth fell open a bit as I saw her. She was wearing a thin, plain white bikini that she had purchased from Victoria’s Secret.  The bikini was obviously too small for her, as her top did not cover her entire tits and showed a great deal of the top of them and a bit of under-cleavage. The bottoms were the same; barely showing the sides of her shaved pussy lips.

 

She came down smiling, and then started to giggle devilishly, staring at my bathing suit. She then put on a cute face.

 

“Awwww, you’re wearing the Speedo I bought for you!” She said, chuckling. “You look great in it! You really fill it out!”  

 

“I was about to say the same thing about you!” I told her, playfully slapping her ass as she passed me. She giggled and pushed me away, walking toward the pool in our backyard, her bikini bottom squeezing into her ass every step she took. I moaned to myself and followed her. My 5 ½ inch boner had been up the whole time, but she didn’t seem to mind.

 

She stopped and sat down on a lawn chair and looked at the pool. I followed her gaze and saw Mom and Dad slowly getting out of the pool, both with big grins on their face. They walked towards the door and then stopped and faced Emily and I.

 

“Hey, kids,” my Dad addressed us,” I’m gonna go spend some alone time with your mother.” At this he squeezed Moms ass. “Have fun!” Mom giggled and walked off with Dad, grabbing his cock.

 

Emily stared after them; a smile on her face.

 

“Horny little guys aren’t they!” She said. We both laughed. Emily then stood up and grabbed a brown bottle from her chair, flipped off the top and poured a white substance from it on her hand. She then handed the bottle to me as I bent down to take off my shoes.

 

“You mind putting some sun-tan lotion on my legs, please?” She said, looking down, giving me a cute smile. She started to wipe the lotion on her stomach.

 

“Err…”

 

I was hesitant.

 

She looked down again, giving me an exasperated look. “Oh don’t be such a pussy!”

 

I looked at her and laughed.

 

“Then stop being such a bitch!” I laughed, smacking her ass, hard, again.

 

Emily jumped and laughed. “There ya go.” She stuck her hands in her bikini top and lotioned her puffy tits. I watched eagerly for a moment. I’d seen her tits before, but now, because of my hormones, I looked at them from a sexual point. She didn’t seem to notice.

 

I poured a large amount of lotion in my hands and started to lather away. First starting at her feet, I worked my way up her beautiful legs, savoring every inch of her skin. I rubbed her quads and finally reached her ass. I lathered it very slowly and smoothly, sticking my hands between her ass cheeks quickly. Then, going to her front, I motioned my hand very quickly over her bikini bottom, barely touching her pussy lips that slightly protruded from it. I was so incredibly horny; my cock portrayed that.

 

I stood up and looked at her. She was biting her bottom lip and had her right eyebrow propped up. “You did a very thorough job.” She grinned.

 

“Well, I don’t want to see my beautiful sister get sun-burned, now do I?” I said, pushing my chest into her and wrapping my arms around her. I started to playfully kiss her neck while massaging her ass cheeks. Her puffy nipples felt great on me.

 

“Stop it!” She teased. She pushed across my chest in an attempt to push me into the pool, but I grabbed her hand and took her with me. We both surfaced the water, laughing hard at each other.

 

“Oh you’re so stupid!” She screamed, splashing water at me.

 

“What!” I called. I moved to her and started to tickle the sides of her tits and pussy lips. She started to laugh hard. “Oh stop it! Stop it!” She laughed, splashing water everywhere.

 

I stopped after a second, laughing. She had a wide grin on her face when she looked at me. We both stared at each others eyes for a moment.

She’s so beautiful, I thought.

 

We started to move towards each other. We put our tongues together and kissed.

 

 

 

Tell me if I should right part two, thanks for reading.

 

. And I had assumed that everybody had left the house. When the phone rang at 9 am, I answered the phone and my boss wanted me to come in for an afternoon meeting; which gave me time to take a gud shower, get ready, and take the 2 hr drive to work.

 

As I walked in the shower, I had decided to walk thru the house naked into the bathroom. As I was walking into the bedroom that leads to the bathroom which was unlocked; low and behold, my mother in law was on the bed naked with a vibrator inside of her. Now let me tell u about my mother in law. She has the same features as to my wife, big hips, big boobs, big nipples, and juicy wet pussy.

 

As I tried to close the door to walk back out without her knowing that I just walked in the door, the door squeaked and she jumped up so fast and covered herself, yelling at me. But since I am not able to hear, I was not able to figure out what she was saying. As I walked towards my room, my mother in law comes out with the blanket around her and she gave me this look like she was ashamed, knowing that I had saw what I saw.

 

As I was walking into my bedroom, my mother in law followed me in and asked me to sit on the bed. As I sat on the bed, I grabbed a pillow to cover myself since I had a raging hard on (8 inches long, 1.5 inches thick, almost too big for my wife to take inside of her.) At this time, I was unsure whether my mother in law had seen my hard on or not.

 

At first, she could not come up with anything to say, but to laugh a little because she knew she got caught. So I asked her if she was okay, she replied, yes I am okay, but u cannot say anything about what u saw today. I had to promise her that I would not say anything. But I had to tell her that I need the shower because I got a meeting. So I excused myself from the bedroom. As I stood up on the bed, I had the pillow; covering myself. First thing that she said was, are u taking a shower with the pillow? So I decided to throw the pillow on the bed. At the same time, she was able to see that I was standing tall.

 

As I walked into the bathroom, I started the shower up and let the water warm up. As I grabbed the towel from the shelf, I set it on the counter where the sink is and it would be closer for me to grab. As I got in the shower, I was just washing myself, rinsing off and was getting ready to jerk off in the shower. I was standing there with the water over my head, my hand on my dick jerking it, trying to cum; I felt something warm wrap around my dick head. I opened my eyes as I was cumming; it was my mother in law’s mouth on my dick. I pulled away very quickly, and a stream of white cum went across her face, as she was smiling. I rinsed my dick off with the water, and turned the water off and got out of the shower, leaving her sitting on the floor. I dried off quickly and ran off to my room and was getting dressed for the meeting.

 

As I was walking to the truck, I had realized that I had forgotten my wallet and my cell phone. I walked back into the house and picked up my phone and wallet. As I walked back out to the truck, my mother in law handed me the paper that was on the table that was meant for me to read it.

 

I hurried drove to the meeting forgetting about the letter because of what just happened. But after the meeting, I noticed the letter sitting on the passenger seat. I opened the letter, wondering who it was from and what it would say. As I opened the letter, it looked like it was hurriedly written like somebody was in a hurry trying to write this letter. “Plz forgive me, but it was not my intention to do anything to hurt u or anybody else. Plz do not say anything; ill explain my actions when u get back home. Ill make ur favorite tonight. Love u.”   I knew right away it was from her, the lady in the shower.

 

As I drove home, I looked at my phone and I had noticed that there were 10 picture messages on my phone. As I looked at each one, they were pictures of my mother in law’s body. As I looked closer to the last picture, it was a cum-filled pussy. There was a title for this picture; “could u make one of these?”

 

When I got a little bit closer to home, my wife wrote me a message, “have to go see my best friend, see you later. Love u, be home in a few days.” I was bummed out knowing that I wanted to make love to her tonight.

 

As I pulled in the driveway, I notice my bedroom light was on. So I hurriedly ran in the house, only to be met by my mother in law. As usual, we hugged each other like we do with the rest of the family. Only this time, the hug lasted just a little bit longer and tighter. And I was really feeling it at the moment when her hard nipples were pressing into my chest.

 

First thing that came out of her mouth was, “Im sorry for this morning. Can we talk?” I said, “Not at the moment. I just got home and I need to get out of these clothes.” She moved aside and allowed me in my bed room and I noticed there was a wet spot on the bed. She walked in the room and gave me this look, like she was guilty of something. “Did u do that?” as I leaned over and gave it a sniff to make sure it was not urine. Well, it sure didn’t smell it or look like it. It looked like a white paste, possible women cum.

 

She left the room in a hurry into her bedroom. So I closed the door, and took off my clothes that I wanted out of and put on some comfortable clothes. Needless to say, my cock was at full mast. Just when I was about to pull my shorts up, the door opened and it was my mother in law standing there with the same vibrator from earlier this morning. She gave me a big smile and asked me to sit on the bed. I finished pulling up my shorts when I sat on the bed and she followed me onto the bed and sat next to me.

 

“Sweetie, I have a confession I want to talk to u about. Are u willing to listen to me?” I nodded yes, that I would listen. “I have heard u have sex with my daughter, ur wife. And every time u two have sex, I get jealous because Pa never wants to have sex with me because of my freakiness with my pussy.” I gave her this look like what the hell do u mean by that. “See the wet spot on the bed? That was me. Sorry, I will wash ur sheets for u.”

 

I stood up from the bed to do some thinking for the moment, and as I stood up, my shorts became a tent. My mother in law looked at my cock with amazement. Now I never knew up to that point that my mother in law thinks of me sexually. And I have never thought of her that way either up til now, knowing that my father in law has got the shortest weiner in the whole family because of his drinking problem.

 

My mother in law stood up, stripped her robe from her shoulders allowing me to get a complete view of her body. Now for somebody her age, I have never thought I would get to see my mother in law’s body, much less a naked body in this whole family. She sat down on the bed as I looked at her in awe of how good her body looks. My cock got a little bit harder and a little bit longer and is in dire need of some relief.

 

All in one motion, she pulled my shorts off and inhaled my cock into her throat, letting me know that she wanted to deep throat my cock. So I grabbed her head and begin in slow motion moving my hips back and forth, forcing my cock all the way in to her throat. She gagged a few times here and there, but she was doing it like a pro. As I began to feel some heat from the bottom of my balls like I was getting ready to cum, I stopped myself short from cumming into her mouth.

 

I pulled away from her and got on my knees and spread her legs out. As I was going on my knees and into my mother in law, I grabbed the vibrator from her hand and put some spit on the vibrator, I insert the vibrator into my mother in law’s pussy. She tensed up a little bit and starting moaning. I kneeled down a little further and gave my mother in law’s clit a good workout with my tongue. She tasted so sweet, and I could tell from her body language that she was on the verge of her orgasm. Moments later, she cummed like crazy, but she was spewing out white substance as I was moving the vibrator in and out of her pussy. She begged me to stop because it was so sensitive.

 

As I let her settle down just a little bit, she pulled herself up trying to catch her breath. I noticed how she smiled at me and asked me if I saw the pictures on the phone. I replied, “Yes, I saw them. And u have been a very naughty lady today, haven’t u?” She giggled a little and leans back on the bed and spread her legs out. “Would u like to fuck me?” “U don’t have to ask me that question.” I said. I stood up, and lean towards her. As I guided my cock into her wet pussy, I gave her a kiss on the lips. She grabbed me really tight with her arms, her lips locked on my lips, and her legs grabbed my butt checks and she pulled so hard, in one swift motion, I impaled my cock into my mother in law’s pussy to the hilt.

 

As I come to a stop at her cervix, she groaned, “Give it all to me!!” She didn’t have to tell me twice; when I at full speed moved in and out of her with my cock and her vagina walls were gripping my cock like a vacuum. It surely didn’t take much for her to have multiple orgasms.  After fucking her pussy for 15 minutes straight, I wanted her to change her position on me. She pushed me off and lay on her stomach. As I enter her pussy again, I could not hold back my urge to really fuck my mother in law. As I was fucking her, I had noticed that she was on the verge of having another orgasm. I asked her, “Want me to cum inside of u or what?” She gave me a nod that she actually wanted me to come in her. After the last few grunts, my cock spewed out hot sperm into her pussy with full force, that she even said, “Oh My God!!! It’s so warm, that is a lot of cum! Oh, Im cumming, im cumming. Ahhhhhhhh, oh oh oh.” As I finished cumming, I started to pull out of her pussy, when she begged me to stay in for a few seconds longer.

 

I pushed myself further inside of her; she raised her hips for me to go further inside of her, when she said “I hope u enjoyed this, because this will never happen again.” I totally nodded my head up and down like I agreed with her. But that was not the case, even though no one else in the house knew of this situation.

ing a guy how hot his wife is when you know you are going to fuck her in like just a few minutes!!!  Ohmygawd!  I do remember hoping he would think I'm hot when he sees me, though.  I dressed just for him this morning.

In a way, it would have been better if Clint had been here because maybe I wouldn't have been so nervous, but it's probably better that he wasn't. I wouldn't want him to see me hesitate about anything he has ordered me to do. I just hoped I could do what he wants me to. I thought I could, but, still it was kinda hard to just stand here while Brooke explained what I've become and what Clint wants Mr. Washington to do.  But really, I knew I would do exactly what Clint expected me to.  I do belong to him.  I'm his property.

When Brooke and Mr. Washington came in, it was apparent that she'd explained some of it, because she was telling him that he can do me here in Clint's office or take me home or to a client's place and so on.

Looking contemptuously at me, she said to Mr. Washington, "Clint asked me to tell you that she's company property, and you can use her any way you wish, but he wants her to come back here thoroughly broken in. He said you'd know what that meant. Clint's going to have the company logo either tattooed or branded on her later this week, I don't know which, hopefully both" she went on rather matter of factly, "and he wants you to make her understand what she is. Clint said you'd know what that means," she added laughing hard. "I assume he means she's the company whore, but anyway, there she is. Enjoy!"

It is still embarrassing to hear myself spoken about as if I were nothing more than company property that needs to be broken in and "tagged." I can't believe I didn't say anything when Brooke suggested branding me above my vagina that first time. All Clint was going to do was tattoo the company logo on my butt and add under it, "Property of CM Enterprises." But I still really don't think I'll end up with both. That's just insane. It's Brooke's way of scaring me.

Anyway, while all this was running crazily through my head, Mr. Washington strolled over to me and began to clutch my breasts.

"Yes, Clint told me last week he wanted me to fuck her," he said casually to Brooke,  "and he informed Temple as well, isn't that so, Honey?"

"Yes," I replied. "He told me that you would be a good experience for me."

He just raised his eyebrows, and ordered me to turn around and bend over. He told me to lift my skirt over my hips, which I immediately did.

"No panties, eh," he said to Brooke.

"Clint doesn't allow her any underclothes," Brooke replied. "No bra, no panties."

"Yes, I've actually noticed the bra part. All of us have, I guess. With jugs like that it's certainly apparent that she doesn't wear a bra, and her ass always looks pretty bare, too. Not that any of us are objecting," he laughed, squeezing my breast in his massive black hands. "I see she shaves her cunt. That's a nice look. You say she's a good fuck?"

"I don't, but the guys who've fucked her so far say she is. I don't know. Clint says she has a lot to learn still." But the guys all say she never says no to anything they ask her to do. Isn't that right, Temple?" she snickered, turning to me.

"Well, she'll certainly be trainable, then," Mr. Washington observed. "Her husband doesn't know what's going on?" Mr. Washington asked.

"Apparently not," she smirked.

"Funny, I was just talking to him about his hot wife and him making sure he services her regularly," he laughed.  "How many guys have fucked her?"

"Well, I'm not sure. It's hard to keep track. Clint obviously, and I think maybe a dozen or so clients and vendors and I think the tech guy? Clint says you'll the first of the sales staff to fuck her, though. At least as far as he knows," she smiled. "Clint thought you'd be the best choice to do a real good job on her, and I'll bet you will!" she smirked.  "You sure did on me!"

"Yes, he told me that, too" Mr. Washington said. "I'm sure we'll find something interesting to do to her.  I just hope she's as good as you are, Brooke, honey."

"After you're finished with her, he's going to have her tattooed with the company logo," Brooke went on excitedly, "and I'm encouraging him to have her branded with those brands we used on the leather briefcases last year. But whatever he decides, when she's prepped, he's going to have a sort of coming out party for her and let the rest of the sales staff fuck her then."

"Hmmm...," Mr. Washington said, inspecting my bottom. "I agree. A brand would be perfect. I'll suggest it to him, too. I wouldn't mind at all being the one to do the branding."

"Oh, you'd be perfect," Brooke went on. "Please do tell him it's a good idea. Then he wouldn't think it's just me. But say over her pussy, too, okay?"

I mean I was just like so upset at what that bitch Brooke had just said, but for some reason I didn't say a thing, and I don't know why. I wasn't so upset about the tattooing. I was still pretty positive Clint wouldn't ever allow me to be branded, and to tell the truth, the tattoo idea seemed kinda cool really. I do sort of feel like Clint's property now, so it's like something sort of special between us. The tattoo part was okay. I actually wanted that. And like I said, I was sure Clint wouldn't let anyone brand me. That would be just barbaric.

But the other stuff about the other men really made me mad. It wasn't a bit true what she said. Not at all. I mean, besides Clint, only Mr. Compton and four vendors and one other guy and his son have had me. That's only seven guys not counting Clint. It's not like a dozen like what Brooke said. I'm not a whore! I'm sixteen, and except for my husband, I've only had ten other guys in my whole life, and that's counting the two policemen, and they shouldn't really count cause they kinda like raped me?

Even after Mr. Washington does me, that will only be eleven. That's sure not a whore! Like lots of sixteen-year-olds have had way, way more than that. I bet most have. Like even some fourteen-year-olds have, I bet! That Brooke is such a bitch. I bet she's had tons more. She's the whore, not me.
And here's something else.  The reason everybody is going to get a big Christmas bonus this year is cause of me!!!  Clint told me that this really special client, Mr. Goldberg, might buy this property that he has been trying to sell for like just this really long time, and he wanted me to help out, so I did.  And cause of me, Clint said, Mr. Goldberg did buy the property and it like made our year!
What I didn't know was that Mr. Goldberg was a Jew until Clint told me that Mr. Goldeberg wanted me to be a present for his son's bar something or other the next week.  That's some kinda Jew ceremony, I found out.
Well, I really, really didn't want to do this, cause preacher told me that Jews were unclean and we should always stay away from them.  The worse thing, though, was they were the very ones that killed Jesus!!!  So like I got all weird thinking about not knowing that it was a Jew fucking me when Mr. Goldberg did me, and now he wanted me to let his son fuck me too.  It was really hard to agree, but I did cause of Clint.
Clint told me that Mr. Goldberg would bring his son to this hotel and that he wanted me to be waiting there for him totally nude, with just a bow around my belly like a present.  When he brought his son in I could tell he was really, really nervous.  He was only one year younger than me, but I felt like way, way older than him.  He was a tall, skinny boy with ugly glasses and kinda pimply face, and like I said, really nervous.  Clint had told me it would be his first time.  When Mr. Goldberg walked him over to me and told him I was his bar whatever present and that he could do anything he wanted to me, he wouldn't even look at me.  I think he was scared.
After Mr. Goldberg left, his son, whose name was Shem, asked me what I wanted to do.  Well, what I wanted to do was get out of there, but I said I would like to do what he wanted to do.  He didn't say anything, so I said, "Why don't you just lie down on the bed and we can talk about it."
I took the ridiculous bow off, and sat beside him.  "Is this your first time?" I asked as nicely as I could. 
He mumbled a nervous "Yeah."
"Well, I'll just kinda do stuff and you tell me if you like it, k?  Don't be nervous" I said, putting his hand on my right breast.  I felt just so, so much older and more mature than him.
He just nodded his head and left his hand where I put it, but didn't really "feel" me.  Reaching down to his pants, I slowly unzipped him and asked him if that was okay.  He sort of gulped out a nervous "I guess so," so I went ahead and pulled him out of his pants.
I was really surprised when I saw it.  He was hard, of course, like I expected, but while his father's penis had been like normal size and shape, Shem's was pretty big and curved upward.  I didn't want to put him in my mouth cause, like I said, Jews are unclean and stuff, but I didn't know what else to do, so I just closed my eyes and went ahead and did it.
Because of his shape, it was kinda hard, really hard, actually, to get him clear down my throat, but I finally did.  I hadn't sucked him for more than a minute when I felt him erupt in my mouth.  I was surprised he was so quick, and since I really didn't want to swallow him cause of him being unclean, my mouth just got all filled up real quick.
When I pulled off of his penis, I didn't know what to do with the cum that was filling up my mouth.  I thought about spitting it out, but then I remembered how mad those policemen got when I did that.  I didn't think Shem would beat me like they did, but I wasn't sure.  So I just went ahead and swallowed it.  It was horrid, but at least it was over, I thought.
Well, it wasn't!!!  Like he didn't even get soft for a second, and he seemed much bolder, too.  "I want to fuck you regular now, okay," he said.
I was just totally amazed.  I guess he just must have felt like so, so privileged to be able to have sex with a Christian girl that he just stayed hard!  I felt kinda sorry for him cause I knew Jews probably didn't get to do this too much or maybe ever to Christian girls, and all the Jew women I ever saw were like kinda ugly and stuff.  So I smiled at him and said, "Okay, I guess you can.  But you know I'm a Christian woman, and a Christian woman really shouldn't let a Jew inside her.  So I hope you appreciate what I'm doing and will tell your father how nice I was to you, k."
I don't even know if he was listening, but when I rolled over on to my back, he was on me and in me like instantly!  Maybe it was his shape or maybe the combination of his shape and size, but when he entered me, I was surprised at how quickly I started to respond.  I sure didn't want to climax with a Jew, but like it did.  A hard climax, too!  I even asked him to do me again, a little later.  When he left, though, I was like totally disgusted with myself.
At first I worried I could get pregnant and have a Jew baby cause he put lots of his sperm inside me and I was close to ovulating at the time, but I remember once I read about this woman who had sex with a donkey and the book said that a animal and a human can't have a baby.  That's probably like the same with Jews, I mean like Christians and Jews couldn't have babies, I'm sure.  But I also remember seeing some pictures once of this guy who had like a horse body and a human face, so really, I don't know.

Anyway, those thoughts and memories all got interrupted when Mr. Washington grabbed me by the hand and said that he'd take me home and "give me a good fucking" and walked me quickly towards the backdoor.

His hand just completely engulfed mine. I felt so tiny beside him, like a little lamb in the grip of a giant bear. He is a really big black man. I mean really!

I was worried that my husband might see me leaving, but Mr. Washington sure didn't care. He put his mammoth hand right up under my skirt like he didn't mind who was watching and walked me to the car with my skirt hiked up and his hand right on my bare butt.

I'm much braver about this stuff now, but still, that made me a teeny bit uncomfortable. Obviously, I sure didn't want my husband to see or hear about this, so I pushed his hand away and pulled my skirt back down. I probably shouldn't have giggled when he pulled my skirt right back up and put his hand back on my bare bottom, but I did! He really is very, very fearless and confident, I must say. I felt like such a little girl with him. I really had to smile at how aggressive he was.

Once in the car, he bent over to kiss me. His breath was just horrid and his tongue felt like some huge, disgusting lump of meat probing the back of my throat. That was the first black person I ever kissed, and I did not like it! But I submitted meekly to all of it. If this is what Clint wants, I thought, then I want it too, I guess.

I mean, I've kinda got over being like prejudice and stuff, but it was still kinda creepy to have a colored man kiss me. I did go ahead and let him, though. That's pretty good of me, I think.

"Clint says you have some special talents, Temple," he said, mumbling into my mouth while he kissed me and caressed the back of my neck. "Ever suck black cock before?" he asked, breathing repulsively in my face.

"Well, yes, just once. When I was a girl," I said softly.
"You're still a little girl, Honey.  You like it?"

"I don't know. Maybe. He was very big."

"This big?" he asked, unzipping his pants and displaying himself for me.

I just gulped in amazement. "No, sir," I said timidly, not that big. "I don't know if I can get you in my mouth, Mr. Washington. You're awful big."
Actually, he was no bigger than Ramal, the policeman, was, but he was much bigger than anything I had had in me since then.  I really began to worry about being able to please him.  I didn't do so well with Ramal, I remembered.

"But you'll try, won't you, Honey, cause you want to please Mr. Washington like Clint told you to."

"Yes, sir, I'll try," I said, as he pulled my face down to his colossal sex. And I really, really did intend to try and try hard.

I began to lick it tentatively. To my horror, it got even bigger as it stiffened to its full size. But I was still determined to get him in my mouth and so him my talent!

Meanwhile, he had pulled my skirt up over my waist again and had one hand between my legs, expertly fingering my clitoris while the other held my head down. I could already feel that now familiar tingling in my belly as I began to caress Mr. Washington's penis with my fingers and tongue. I started to sense that this could be a very special climax!

"You don't need your hands on my cock, Temple," he said. "Just work your mouth down on it. You can use your hands to get your blouse off and your tits out," he added, chuckling and pushing my head down hard until the fat head of his huge shaft popped fully into my mouth.

I sucked the head of his cock the way that Clint had shown me, and dutifully unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it off my shoulders, letting my breasts tumble into his lap, while never removing my mouth from his glistening black sex. He was coarsely squeezing one breast seconds later. The head of his magnificent black genitalia had filled my mouth so completely that I literally could bnot breathe.

Even as excited as I was becoming, I was more than a little concerned about sucking him right in the parking lot in daylight. Just before he pulled my head down onto his lap, I had noticed that the dashboard clock read 4:55. I knew that Donny's car was parked only four or five cars away and that he would be walking right past here in about five minutes, and yet here I was trying my best to fit Mr. Washington's massive blackness down my throat. This would be quite a sight for my husband to see. I knew I had to finally say something.

"Mr. Washington, " I said, finally raising my head and gasping for air. "I adore what you're doing to me and would never ask you to stop, but my husband will be coming by here in like seconds. Would it be okay to move somewhere else?"

"Actually, he's coming right now," he chuckled, starting the big Escalade. "Get your mouth back on my cock!"

As he began to pull slowly out of the space he was in, and as I dutifully bent to accept is colossal penis once more, he suddenly stopped, lowered the window, and started talking to my husband!

I was like totally petrified! I couldn't believe what he was doing! But it only seemed to excite Mr. Washington more. His left hand pushed my face down viciously onto his bulging sex while his right hand began to probe my vagina more vigorously, crushing my clitoris against my pelvis.  His cock was nearing the back of my throat and his fingering of me was driving me mad with excitment.

"Donny," he yelled out, "Come over here." I was absolutely paralyzed. I had no idea why he was calling my husband over to the window of the car. "Tell that sweet little wife of yours hello for me when you get home. She's a hot little piece."

"Please, Mr. Washington," I heard Donny reply. "I've asked you not to talk about her that way. She's a good Christian wife."

Mr. Washington just roared. "Donny, my boy, even a good Christian wife needs a good hard fucking occasionally. You doing your job? You going to fuck that sweet little thang when you get her home?  Maybe you need a little practice. See this," he laughed, and with that he used the hand that was buried in my vagina to lift my rear up in the air and expose it right there in front of my husband!

"Know what this nice little piece of ass is, Donny boy? This here is a little whore in training, a little company whore, actually. After I get her all properly prepared, Clint's gonna brand and tattoo her, and all of us salesmen, you included, are gonna start using her to sweeten deals," he said, still holding my "ass" in the air. "We're all gonna fuck her next week, and I want you to fuck her too. Make a real man out of you!" he laughed uproariously.

With his other hand, he suddenly pushed down hard on the back of my head and drove the head of his splendid sex to the very back of my throat and down it. I heard him grunt with pleasure.

Here I was with the massive head of Mr. Washington's penis fully in my mouth and my butt lifted high in the air for my husband to inspect. Fortunately, I knew Donny wouldn't recognize it. After all, he had never seen me nude. But it was nevertheless unbelievably frightening. And incredible exciting!

"I'd let you talk to the whore here, Donny boy, but right now she's got her little white mouth wrapped all around my big black cock," he roared. "I do expect you to fuck her next week, though. Remember that!" he warned commandingly. "Your job gonna depend on it."

"Please, Mr. Washington, that's just an awful sin, you know," I heard Donny reply. "You should have respect for women. And I could never, ever be unfaithful to my wife!"

"Donny," I heard Mr. Washington answer, "I can absolutely promise you that, when you fuck this little whore, you won't be being unfaithful to your wife," he roared with laughter.

"That is so wrong," was all I heard Donny say as Mr. Washington lifted my bottom even higher in the air, shook it, and drove off laughing outrageously.

I was aflutter with conflicting emotions and sensations. I thought what Mr. Washington said was just so mean and awful, and yet it was also so very, very exciting. He seemed so manly, so unafraid of anything. Here he was holding Donny's wife's body up in the air while she tried to swallow his massive sex, and he wasn't nervous or anything or afraid that Donny might know what he was doing. And my God, to say what he did to him? Mr. Washington was obviously a very, very confident and powerful man, and that got me just so, so excited. It makes me all quivery just to write it!

As we drove to his apartment, Mr. Washington continued to pump my head up and down on his shaft, and though I tried desperately to get him completely back down into my throat again, I just couldn't. I came real close, but he had simply become way too big and I didn't really have a lot of room to get myself into position anyway.

He was also shaped differently from any of the other the men I had had in my mouth, except maybe for that black policeman, who was kind of like Mr. Washington, I guess. Like the policeman, the base of Mr. Washington's penis was much, much wider than the head. I could barely get my hands completely around that part of him.

Anyway, I did the best job I could on him and after maybe fifteen minutes or so, I felt him push down hard on my head and a gush, a torrent really, of his seamen erupt into my mouth. I thought it would never end. Fortunately, the head of his penis was at the very back of my throat so most of it gushed right down my esophagus, because I could have never swallowed all of that gush of semen quickly enough. It must have been like gallons! And even with that flood down my throat, my mouth was still filled to the brim. I had to swallow really, really quick.

Black semen tastes a lot different from white guys and smells different, too. Did you know that? It's hotter, too. I'm getting to know a lot about this kinda stuff now.

But anyway, since he seemed finished with me for the time being, I licked him as clean as I could, and we continued the ride to his place.

I don't remember what he talked about (something about what plans he had for me after I became the official office "whore," I think) because I was just mesmerized by his enormous sex lying drained now and slightly coiled in his lap. I thought about how proud he must be to have such manhood and how proud it made me feel that my lips and my body could bring that wonderful magnificence to life so easily! And I knew he would feel so, so proud of me when he entered me and I accepted him entirely.  I was going to make sure of that!

He had said something on the drive to his place that he was going to make me a real woman, and I was sure he was right. I knew his size would be difficult, but I was absolutely determined to take him properly and completely. I was just so determined to please him and make Clint proud of me. Every inch of his wonderful blackness would penetrate my white body. God, I was so, so hot by then!!!

I would have to remember to tell him not to ejaculate in my vagina, though. I couldn't forget that! I was definitely ovulating. Donny and I are scheduled to make love tonight and try and make a baby.

When we got to his apartment and parked at the curb, I started to put my blouse back on, but he grabbed it out of my hands and threw it in the back seat. Did he mean for me to walk from the car to his apartment topless? God, he was so manly and confident. I started to pull my skirt down, but he stopped that too. For some reason that just excited me more than I've ever been excited. Like way more. I could feel myself getting completely wet. He was apparently going to walk me into his apartment building practically nude right in front of his neighbors and everyone! And it wasn't even nearly completely dark yet.

It made me feel so proud that he wanted to display me this way. I was happy I had decided to wear these five inch heels because they made my breasts bounce and sway in the most provocative way, and I especially liked it when I heard what the three guys sitting on the porch said when Mr. Washington walked me by them. It made me almost giddy to see how proud Mr. Washington felt. I promised myself I would be perfect for him. I frantically wanted him to be able to tell those men how good I had been! It's odd, I know, but I felt no shame whatsoever. Only pride!

I was very surprised to see Mr. Washington's wife there when we entered the apartment. She just sneered at me and said to her husband, "Don't make a bloody mess in the bedroom with this whore like you did the last one. I just changed the sheets!" And then she mumbled something about white women, but I couldn't catch it.

Mr. Washington just ignored her (what a bitch!) and once we got to the bedroom, he didn't waste a second. He was already half hard when he lowered his pants, and I instantly knelt to kiss and caress him into his full erection, which took about ten seconds.

He lifted me to my feet and laid me on the bed, pulled my legs up on his shoulders, and because I was so wet, he easily pushed the first six or so inches of his magnificence into my body.

I grew a little apprehensive when I realized that those first six or seven inches had almost completely stuffed me and that there was still considerably more to come. I worried for the first time that I might fail as I had with the colored policeman. The thickest part of his manhood had yet to penetrate me and I knew he was also dangerously close to the bottom of my vagina. Fortunately, Mr. Washington appeared unfazed, and withdrawing only slightly began to renew his assault on my womanhood. Each thick stroke seemed to tear a little, but each stroke brought him delightfully deeper inside of me. But what I dreaded most did happen. With inches yet to go, he encountered my cervix and stopped. He was fully two or three inches from total penetration. And then he withdrew. I was embarrassed and humiliated. I just started crying in frustration.

And then Mr. Washington gave me something to cry about when he roughly turned me over on my belly and announced that he'd "try my ass"!

Positioning me on my knees with my breast pushed down hard onto the bed, he began to slap my ass viciously while he probed my bottom with his penis, slowing spreading it open.
The first sharp pain I felt was when the head of his enormous manhood popped into my rectum. The only lubrication he used was what fluid was still clinging to his sex from my very, very wet vagina.  Just the head of his sex pushing into my anal cavity produced a sharp gasp of pain, but the next stroke caused me to involuntarily scream out in agony. Mr. Washington just laughed and said something about white women. His next two or three hard plunges into my "white ass" were so painful that I embarrassingly pleaded with him to stop. I honestly thought I would pass out from the pain. He was huge, and my anal cavity, having been used only that one time by Mr. Compton was small and tight.

"You sure, bitch?" Mr. Washington said menacingly. "You sure you want me to stop? Clint wants you opened and you've failed with your mouth and you've failed with your cunt, Honey. You want me to tell him you failed with your ass, too? You sure that's what you want me to tell him."

I could see from the mirror on the wall that he had less than half of his penis in me, and the thickest part was yet to come. He was right that I didn't want Clint to think less of me, but what he didn't know was that, in truth, I really didn't want to be embarrassed in front of him, either. I didn't want him laughing at me and thinking I wasn't a real woman. I didn't want him to think that white women couldn't do what black women could. It was true that my mouth and vagina had failed to accommodate him. I couldn't let this part of my body fail too. The memory of my failure with the policeman came flooding back.

No, I decided right then, I didn't want him to stop. Where I got the courage I don't know, but I turned my head to him and said, "Fuck my ass, Mr. Washington. Just fuck it harder, k!" and gritted my teeth and waited for the pain.

I didn't wait long. With a funny little chuckle, he immediately pulled back to the rim of my anus and with one enormous thrust, immersed half of his enormous manhood inside me. On the next stroke, I not only could feel but hear my rectum tear. And the third hard plunge opened me completely. God, this man was so powerful. Four or five strokes later I felt his balls slap against the insides of my thighs, and I knew the entirety of his superb sex was buried fully inside me. Finally!

The pain was almost unbearable, but happily, each succeeding stroke that penetrated my bottom was easier to take than the previous, primarily because blood from his rending of my rectum provided some additional lubrication. Not to say that it didn't hurt, because, like I said, it did. It really, really did. But I could stand it enough now to encourage him, to urge him on. When, after maybe fifteen or twenty vicious strokes I felt his engorged penis erupt inside of me and felt the strength of his ejaculation, I experienced just the warmest sense of pride. I was close now to the woman Clint wanted and the woman Mr. Washington had expected me to be and the woman the policeman never experienced.

"I guess we did make a mess of the sheets," I said coyly, smiling at Mr. Washington after he finished and withdrew. "Your wife is going to be mad at us."

"She'll get over it," he laughed, stretching himself out in the easy chair next to his bed.

His black body gleamed slightly with sweat. I was surprised at his build. He seemed almost fat in his clothes, but naked, as he was now, he was merely big. Large but very solid. And of course my eyes really kept straying to his truly majestic sex, which had done such glorious damage to my young body.

"I'm glad you were able to open me, Mr. Washington," I said shyly.

"You really do want to be a little whore, don't you, Temple," he chuckled, rising and stroking my vagina gently. "Come clean my cock."

"Well, I didn't want to disappoint you completely, and I don't want to disappoint Clint when he does what you say he's going to do," I said kneeling in front of him as I began to lick his glistening black cock clean. "Is he really going to do all that stuff to me?"

"You mean what Brooke said?"

"Yes," I replied. "I mean I guess I know he's going to have me tattooed and stuff, and I guess I don't really mind that. But is he really going to have everyone in the office have sex with me?"

"That's the plan, Sweetie," Mr. Washington answered, returning to his chair.

"You were kidding about my husband, though, right?" I asked.

He just winked and smiled at me.

"Mr. Washington," I hesitated. "Can you wife take all of you, you know, like in her vagina?"

He just burst out laughing. "Of course she can, Honey. She's a black woman!"

I just started to burn with embarrassment. I was like bright red! He seemed to be implying that I wasn't woman enough to take him, and I suppose he was right. Because I had failed. I can't tell you how much it hurt me to hear him say that I couldn't do what was so easy for his wife.
"Can Brooke take all of you?" I asked, fearful that he would answer yes.
"Almost, but not quite."

More than anything now, I had to have him in me completely, no matter the consequences.  I didn't say anything for like a minute, maybe even more. And then, taking a deep breath, I said, "Would you please let me try again?"

"You want me to try your cunt again?"

I just nodded.

"Bust it open?"

"Yes, sir, I guess so. If you have to," I murmured nervously.  "I hope you don't have to, but if you do, I guess yes then."

"You are a fucking hot little slut, aren't you," he laughed.

"I just don't want you to be disappointed in me," I stumblingly said.

"Well, let's see what you can do then, little white bitch," he laughed.

Grabbing my breasts, he lifted me from my knees and pulled me onto his lap. My body looked so, so small and white enveloped in his massive blackness. My boobs, as I've mentioned, are very naturally large, but because I was ovulating, they were fully a cup size larger, and yet when his hands closed around my breast they engulfed them almost completely. His penis, even relaxed as it was now, seemed nearly as large as my forearm.

"You want me to fuck you again?"

"I would like that, yes, sir,' I answered politely.

Why don't you get back on your knees there and beg me?" he replied, pointing to a spot directly in front of the chair.

I wiggled off of his lap and quickly knelt in front of him. Somewhat tremulously I said, "Would you please have sex with me again, Mr. Washington?"

"I just had sex with you, bitch," he answered somewhat rudely. "Ask me to fuck you in your white cunt. I want to hear you say 'Mr. Washington, will you please make a real woman out of me by doing me the great honor of using your magnificent black cock to completely rip my shallow white cunt open?'"

Now I was really embarrassed. Did he really think that? Was I really that pathetic in bed? I wasn't a real woman?! My body wasn't like "fuckable?"

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I said as humbly as I could, "Mr. Washington, would you please open my pathetic white cunt with your magnificent black cock and make a woman out of me?"

And then I suddenly saw something truly amazing, and it made me feel tremendously proud. His large cock suddenly began to stir and slightly stiffen, and I realized that my words alone had caused his powerful penis to come to life again. That's what made me so proud. I bent to kiss it slightly, and looked up at him and said pleadingly, "May I?"

He nodded, and I began to lick the length of his gigantic rod, letting the magnificent head of his majestic cock slip into my mouth each time I licked my way to the top. I cannot describe the thrill and pride I felt as his beautiful black manhood began to uncoil.

Before he was fully erect, I managed to pull him completely down my throat. I smiled up at him in complete jubilation.

When he was fully erect, he told me to mount him there on the chair. I eagerly climbed back onto his lap and began slowly to lower myself on to his blackness. I was so erotically charged, so wet and hot, that he slipped easily and deeply into my desperately willing vagina. I felt that surge of passion and that deep, deep special feeling begin to radiate through my body. I thrust my body up and down and his imposing shaft as hard as I could, hoping to force all of his extraordinary manhood into my tiny white body.

I was going crazy with desire. I just knew that if I could get him all the way inside me, we both would experience incredible climaxes, and I selfishly wanted mine frantically and recklessly. "Mr. Washington," I moaned, kissing him in a mad frenzy, "open me!"

Instantly, he lifted me off of his engorged genitalia, and holding me above his head by my breasts, carried me to the bed. In the throes of passion, all I could moan over and over was his name as he dropped me on the bloody sheets and pushed my legs up to my chest. An instant later, I felt his thrilling cock pistoning ferociously in and out of my sopping vagina, pumping hard now up against my cervix.

"Oh God," I appropriately cried out, because I truly was being "fucked" by a black god. I don't like to use that word, but no other word describes what he was doing to me and what I was feeling.

But he still wasn't all the way in me. I was becoming so frustrated, even angry. "Open me, Mr. Washington, Please, open me," I started to wail. "Don't listen to me if I say to stop!"

He called me a little white whore, and then instantly began a very serious and powerful assault on my cervix. "You sure you want this?" he growled.

"Open me!" was all I could say.

I need to be his woman, his complete woman.

It was nearly as painful as his invasion of my anal cavity, but oh so much more thrilling and erotic. Painful though it was, I continued to adjust my body to give him better access and to encourage his penetration. But finally, the pain was too engulfing and I began to beg him to stop.

I was thrashing about in pain and passion, screaming out "Fuck me, fuck me" in one breath, and "Oh God, stop" in another.

But ever so slowly, his assault began to achieve its goal. Through clouding pain, I could feel my cervix begin to dilate somewhat. That seemed to be all the room he needed. Five or six masterful strokes later, I felt my cervix give way entirely. Instantly, I experienced the incredible sensation of the entire length of his splendid sex slipping easily and deeply into my womb. My body was totally open for him! At last!!

He had impaled me completely! His enormous manhood was fully in my womb. And I was on the edge of the most spectacular climax I could have ever imagined, throwing my head back and forth, screaming out his name, urging him to "fuck me" over and over.

And then he stopped and withdrew!

"Mr. Washington, please. What are you doing? For God's sake, come back in me!" I screamed out in insane fury. "Fuck me, please, Mr. Washington!  Fuck me, for God's sake! Please!"

"Didn't you tell me not to cum in your cunt, Honey?" he mocked me.

"Oh God, it's too late for that. Just come back in me. Finish inside me!" I was crazed with passion and desire.

"You want this hot black seed in your little white cunt, eh baby?"

Oh God, no, yes, yes, I don't know. Just come back in me," I pleaded frantically. "Yes, finish inside me. I don't care. Just please fuck me, please!"

I would never have allowed this if I were not completely abandoned, utterly insane with lust, but I was. I was acting like common whore. All I could think of was the exceptional climax that I knew was only a few hard strokes away. I must have it. The consequences no longer mattered. And when he asked me to beg him to plant a black baby in me, I did. Shamelessly.

As his powerful sex plunged again into my willing and totally open body, I experienced an incomparable sexual elation, and when I felt him spill his gush of hot black seed into my open, fertile womb, I finally experienced the climax that I had spent so long dreaming about. The explosion inside me affected my entire body and the scream that escaped my lips was a pure animal cry of utter and gross gratification. No one, not Clint, not Mr. Compton, none of the other men, had done to me what Mr. Washington had just done.

When I looked down and saw Mr. Washington fully embedded inside me, planting the last of his exotic seed deep, deep inside my womb, I knew I was fully a woman. I just grabbed him by the neck, pulled myself up to his lips and kissed him passionately. I thanked him with all my heart. "You've made me a woman," I whispered feverishly, as I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth. "Finally!"

I loved it that he made me walk downstairs totally nude. I just stared at his wife when I walked past her, cause I just knew that she knew that I was as much a woman as she was! I had taken every inch of her man inside me, and I was much, much prettier, too. She didn't say a word! I just beamed!

When we walked outside, I just felt so incredibly erotic. My five-inch pumps were once again making my boobs bounce seductively, and I know my ass looked so firm and sexy. I was so, so glad to be Mr. Washington's hot, sexy white bitch and make him proud. I didn't even care that maybe what the guys were saying as I walked past was maybe a little tiny bit lewd, 'cause Mr. Washington had his arm around me and I felt very desirable and completely protected.

I knew he was proud of his "bitch," as he called me, and I was oh so, so happy to be his woman. I made him promise to keep me opened, and he said he would. I felt like this was my first time, and it was wonderful. I knew I would always be his bitch.

December 29, 2007

It's taken me over a week to write about Mr. Washington. I just wanted to get it perfect. I hurt for like three days after he had sex with me, and I was a little nervous that maybe I wouldn't be as good for him the next time, but when he took me the next time, he opened me pretty easily. I mean it still hurt, but not as bad. It was in his office and he didn't take me anally, but he was all the way into my womb by his fourth or fifth stroke. And he put so, so much of his sperm in me. My God, I was leaking like the whole day and even when I got home. I just love the way he takes me.

I felt maybe a little bad when Donny made love to me after that first time with Mr. Washington. I wanted to say, no, but he insisted it was the right time to make a baby. I sure hope he's wrong, cause it sure wouldn't be his baby!  And I do sort of feel like there might be a little black baby growing inside me right now.

He told me what Mr. Washington had said to him in the car and how disgusted he was by it. I told him I was just astonished that anyone would say or do such a thing. I am such a hypocrite, I know

It's good, too, that Donny's inexperienced. He must have thought all that semen inside me was just my natural juices.

I guess Clint decided I wouldn't be the "Company Christmas Bonus." Now he says he's having me tattooed tomorrow and "partying" me in the office on New Year's eve. He's going to have "Exclusive Property of CM Enterprises," tattooed on my butt. I know Brooke wants him to brand me, too. I don't know if he will. I hope not. I'm not sure anymore, though. Mr. Washington wants it done, too. Like I said, I don't mind the tattoo part. It kind of makes me proud that Clint wants to own me. Maybe if Mr. Washington is the one who brands me it won't be so bad. Still, I hope it doesn't happen. I do feel like I sort of belong to Mr. Washington more than anyone, though. I mean I know I'm Clint's property and stuff, but Mr. Washington is special.

This afternoon, Mr. Washington is going to "fuck his bitch," as he likes to say. I'm very excited about that. Oh God, I opened so easily for him now, and when he's so, so deep in me, I just can't describe how perfect the feeling is. My climaxes are so violent with him, like I'm shaking for an hour after.

Mr. Washington still says that when the sales guys all do me on New Year's eve, he's going to make Donny fuck me, too. That would be just awful. I wonder what I would do. Weird.