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When Jonah asked if I fancied going for a walk in a secluded part of the countryside - in the pitch black, to boot - I quivered with excitement, thinking about all the possibilities he might have planned for me. Was he intending a fuck in the woods? Up against a tree with the bark scr****g my back through my blouse? Or dragging me by my hair, throwing me down on the ground and forcing me to have sex? Now that idea really appealed: being forced into having sex was a special fantasy of mine.

Sadly, as it happened, Jonah didn't have either of those things in mind. No, instead, we really were going for a walk in the dark with the only light coming from a torch he'd fixed on his baseball cap, miner's helmet style.

And when I say walk, I actually mean an arduous climb up a steep hill, followed by another trek up so many steps that they could have been a stairway to heaven.

It appeared that Jonah was testing me, my stamina and grit. I don't know why but he most definitely was and, even though I thought my lungs were going to collapse like viciously deflated balloons, I needed to prove I had what it took to deal with his challenge.

'I've brought a few people up here but none of them have completed it,' he said. 'You've done really well. I'm impressed.'

At the top of the steps, I grimaced and wondered exactly what would be my reward. Let me tell you, I certainly hadn't planned on half-killing myself without a suitable return. So I leaned in for a kiss. I felt my insides shrivel with disappointment as Jonah pulled away, dodging my puckered lips.

'No time for all that, we have another hill to climb. Then we can make our way back to the car.'

Another hill? I was going to refuse but I would have looked like a wuss and, anyway, I'm competitive. I was also still intent on my impressing Jonah. Believe me, he's worth impressing. The one thing that kept me going was the hope that I would be rewarded with Jonah's cock.

Jonah isn't good looking in the traditional sense but there is rugged readiness about him that I'm sure most women would find irresistible. He is one of those guys that look like a good fuck. He looks like he could do the rough sex really well, too.

Eventually, we made it back to the car and every sinew in my legs screamed and burned.

'Do you want to come back to mine for a little while?' he asked.

Did I want to go back? Of course, I did. But I didn't say that aloud. After all, a girl mustn't look too keen so I shrugged nonchalantly. 'Yeah, sure, I'm easy.'

I saw a slight twinkle appear in Jonah's eye at the 'I'm easy' comment. During the drive, we made small talk while I imagined taking Jonah's cock in my mouth or thought about him tossing me around a room like a rag doll.

When we arrived at his home, Jonah turned off the engine and looked at me. 'Can I fuck you?' he asked bluntly.

'Well, that depends,' I replied, stalling for time because his coarseness had taken me aback. Surely a guy was meant to build up to this kind of thing, not blurt the question so directly.

'I haven't got time to mess about.' Jonah bit on one of his fingernails, removing a loose piece. 'Do you want to fuck or not? If not, I can just take you home.'

'Yes, I want to fuck,' I said slowly, 'as long as you fuck me really hard.'

Jonah offered a small smile but didn't look at all impressed by my request. 'I always fuck hard,' he said, releasing his seatbelt. 'The question is, how much can you take?'

He stepped out of the car and shut the door, leaving me in my seat, slightly stunned. Perhaps I should have been at least a little more careful about what I'd wished for because Jonah had looked slightly psychopathic when he'd questioned what I could take.

I decided to take the risk and got out of the car. I could take whatever he threw at me. Of course, I could. I was a big girl with a voracious sexual appetite, wasn't I? How many times had I begged guys to fuck me hard and, invariably, been left disappointed? I decided that tonight was going to be my night. If Jonah wanted to fuck me vigorously, be rough with me, then he could.

Walking into his house, I comforted myself with the knowledge that I had known Jonah for a few years. I wasn't entering a stranger's house and laying myself wide open for goodness knows what. The moment I walked into the lounge, before I could even remove my coat, Jonah grabbed my hair, kissed my neck, and then bit it.

'I have wanted to give you a hard fucking for ages,' he murmured into my ear before hauling me over to the sofa. 'Get on all fours, bitch.'

I obeyed and he moved behind me. After tugging down my jogging bottoms, he roughly moved my knickers to one side and his fingers crudely entered me, making me to gasp. Briefly, I felt his cock pushing at my entrance before he rammed into me. He gripped my hair and yanked my head back so violently it felt like my neck would snap.

Harder and harder he fucked me before I felt a hand moving around my ass. He gave it a vicious slap and I cried out in pain. 'Jesus, that hurt,' I complained.

'Shut up and take it, bitch. This is what you've been after all night, isn't it? And don't lie to me.'

I nodded. Yes, I wanted rough sex but I was still shocked at how hard he'd struck me.

'Say it, bitch. Tell me how much you've wanted my cock.'

'I've wanted your cock for ages,' I admitted, feeling my ass stinging and starting to glow.

'Good girl, that's what I like to hear. Now I want you to tell me how much you want my come in your mouth because that's where it's going.'

'I want you to fill my mouth with come," I groaned. "I can't imagine anything better.'

'That's what I like to hear,' Jonah said, withdrawing his cock.

Turning me around by my hair, he leaned slightly back on his haunches and I could see how big his cock was, how rigid it was with desire for my mouth. 'Suck it, and when I say suck it, I mean suck it hard.'

I leaned forward and took Jonah's cock in my mouth and he gripped my chin. His other hand was on the back of my head and, before I could gather my breath, he pushed down, forcing me to take the whole of his length. I gagged.

'Come on, you can do better than that,' Jonah teased. 'That's shit. I expect a good cock sucking or I'll have to punish you.'

By this point, I was in the mode of wanting to please Jonah as much as possible. So, I sucked his cock as hard as I could and his moans told me that I was doing it how he liked it.

'That's it, that's very good," he encouraged me. "Now suck it faster and take my length intermittently. Don't make me force you. I'm going to shoot my load in your mouth and I want you to show me before you swallow.'

Faster and harder I sucked his cock until my cheeks burned and I knew that I would have blisters. Suddenly, without warning, Jonah came in my mouth. He yanked my head back.

'Open your mouth and show me,' he ordered.

I showed him, then swallowed. After wiping the corners of my eyes, where tears had formed, I then rubbed my mouth.

'That was good,' Jonah declared as he stood, pulling up his jeans. 'Get ready now, it's time for you to go home.'

I didn't quite know what to make of this abrupt announcement. I guessed that another girl might feel insulted but, strangely, it turned me on. Standing, I pulled on my jogging bottoms and gave Jonah one of my broadest of smiles. 'I hope we'll be doing this again sometime soon," I said, gazing into his eyes. "You fucked me good, you really did, and I loved it. Thanks.'

Jonah grinned at me. 'Oh yes, we'll be doing this again Natalie, don't you worry about that.'

The ride home passed in a flash, maybe because I was distracted by the throbbing heat in my pussy. Whatever, when we stopped outside my house, Jonah popped a typically blunt question.

'Natalie,' he said, turning his head to look at me, 'How do you feel about anal?'

I blinked a little shocked by his directness then shrugged. 'I don't mind. No, that's not right. Fact is, I actually enjoy it.'

Jonah continued staring at me and raised an eyebrow. 'Really?' he said, unable to hide his surprise.

I nodded, grinning. 'Yes, really.'

'Right,' he said, regaining his masterful tone. 'I'll pick you up tomorrow evening and then we'll see how good you can take it.'

Leaning over, I kissed him. 'I look forward to it.'

Before Jonah could say anything else, I got out of the car and walked up my garden path, brazenly exaggerating my hip sway. I knew Jonah would be looking at my ass and, not only that, I was looking forward to him giving it a good pounding the following evening. Oh yes, I was relishing it very much indeed...

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It was a week before Jonah got in touch. I admit I'd been a tad unsure whether I was going to hear from him again. Even so, there was not a chance that I would text him first.

Okay, I probably shouldn't have slept with him the first time we met but I was horny. And, anyway, I don't buy into that three date bullshit or whatever it is that girls and guys set themselves. My friend Cassandra is a big fan of that rule and, trust me, she has many more and longer sexual droughts than I do.

'I haven't had a fuck in three months,' she moaned during our weekly lunch date in our favourite Italian restaurant. 'I feel like my pussy is closing up.'

I wanted to say it was because she was so hell bent on keeping to the three date restriction but I was too busy eating my garlic bread. Plus, I was also occupied thinking about Jonah and the way he'd fucked me.

Of course, I hadn't told Cassandra about it. She would have looked at me all wide-eyed, appalled that I could be such a slut. There are times that I like to shock Cassandra out of her uptight ways but today wasn't one of them. I was too busy wondering if Jonah was ever going to get in touch. To be honest, he was pissing me off. I needed a rerun of that night.

As it happened, a text from Jonah arrived when I was in the middle of my prawn linguine and Cassandra was telling me about the latest guy she fancied at work.

'He's just so gorgeous. I mean that kind of Colin Firth gorgeous. You know, all enigmatic and sultry.'

I raised my eyebrows. 'I've never found Colin Firth attractive; too skinny and too much like a good boy for my liking.'

Cassandra laughed. 'Oh, you need to stop chasing the bad boys, Natalie. You will be single forever if you carry on like that.'

I put down my fork and wiped my mouth with a serviette. Peeved, I asked, 'What is that supposed to mean?'

Cassandra twirled her creamy tagliatelle around her fork and shrugged. 'You've always gone for the gangster types. I blame it on us watching Scar Face all these years ago.' She laughed out loud, so loud in fact that a couple of the other patrons turned around to see what the fuss was about. Cassandra has a foghorn laugh, if you didn't know.

It was in the middle of the embarrassment I felt due to my friend's very unattractive guffaw, that my phone vibrated and whistled on the table, announcing the arrival of Jonah's text. (Yes, confession: even though I'm as cool as iced tea, I still assign special ring and text tones to my contacts. It's an OCD thing of mine.)

I picked up the phone and, with my stomach swirling in anticipation, I opened the text.

Are you free tonight bitch?

My phone sends a read note when I've opened a message and I put my phone back on the table. Jonah could wait. After all, it wasn't a good look for a girl to reply straight away. I mean, I wasn't banking on letting him wait for a week, like he'd done to me, but I figured waiting the rest of the day wouldn't kill him.

Was I planning on being free tonight? Hell, of course I was!

After getting the text, I couldn't really concentrate on anything Cassandra said for the rest of our lunch. I let her rabbit on about how much she felt love was always going to elude her while I considered what to wear for my meeting with Jonah.

I decided halfway through dessert that I was going to treat myself to a new outfit of the sexual nature. I also figured I needed my hair and my nails fixing, so the sooner I got rid of Cassandra the better.

You see, for me, the preparation for a fuck is the best part, but as I kissed Cassandra on each cheek and bade her goodbye, I realised that I needed to know exactly what Jonah had planned for our second date. If he was thinking of walking me up those damn steps and that godforsaken hill, there would be no point in buying a nice little black number.

Having had my hair and nails done, I sent a text: What have you planned for tonight? I need to dress accordingly.

His text came back immediately, which gave me a thrill. It made me consider the notion that he'd been waiting for my text for the last couple of hours.

'I want you to wear black knickers, the rest is up to you. Mine for drinks and fun. Remember, you are my bitch now so I will do what I want.'

I must be honest, I liked the idea of being his bitch. We exchanged messages, making arrangements, as I walked through the department store deciding what I should wear for what I hoped would be a fuck fest with Jonah.

I toyed between a black catsuit and a short black dress. I really liked the catsuit. It accentuated my curves and showed off my long legs and cleavage to perfection. But then I thought it would be somewhat awkward to take off. I was quite sure Jonah wouldn't be too keen on untangling me from its constraints.

I tried on the dress and it fitted perfectly. Okay, it was a little short because I'm so tall, but I thought it would provide a glimpse of my stocking tops for Jonah. Hopefully, that sight would guarantee me a fucking as hard as the last time..

As I selected a pair of patent high heels in the next store, I suddenly remembered what Jonah had said last time about giving me anal. That was all I could think about as I absent-mindedly bought my shoes with a credit card that had recently been battered to within an inch of its life. I waited while the assistant put my shoe box in a large brown paper bag. Taking it from her, I shot her a smile and left the store with all my purchases, feeling very happy with myself and swinging the bags for good measure.

Finally, I needed to buy underwear. Jonah had said to wear a pair of black knickers but surely he was expecting a bit more spice than that? Of course, I had a ton of underwear at home but this is where my OCD kind of kicks in. I always like to wear something new when I'm ready for a fuck. Like I said, it's about preparation.

'You would suit this corset,' the girl in the sex shop said as I mulled through the rails of sexy gear. I turned and looked at the corset d****d off the hanger in her hand.

'Umm, I'm not so sure.'

It looked like a complicated affair, the type of thing that would take at least two friends to tie up for you and I wouldn't have the time for all that.. In the end, I plumped for a black leather peephole bra, matching leather crotchless knickers and a pair of suspenders and stockings with a seam.

I drove home after throwing away the receipts. I didn't want to be reminded how much this fuck with Jonah was costing. Once home, I ran upstairs and placed my outfit on the bed to admire it. Rummaging through a bedside drawer, I pulled out a pair of fishnet stockings. I again stood back to admire my ensemble, much like a worker might stand back from his tidied work bench and admire his tools. Jonah was in for a treat for sure but, this time, I was hoping to be in for a treat too.

As I lay in the bath, soaking beneath bubbles and taking in the vanilla scent of my Jo Malone candle, I thought back to the last time. As well as nearly half-killing me with his trekking challenge, Jonah had been pretty selfish.

Don't get me wrong, I did enjoy it. I love being owned and he fucked me really good. However, I hoped that on this second evening he would consider me a little, seeing as I was giving him what I personally consider to be the best prize a woman can give a man. Well, if they are into anal, that is, but you know what I mean. If I'm going to take it up the ass, then I want at least a couple of orgasms. I'm entitled to that, aren't I?

Once I'd finished my bath, it was time to apply makeup. I found myself in another quandary. What look should I go for? The charcoal eyeshadow teamed with a plum coloured lipstick? Or a more natural application? I didn't want to look like I'd gone too far over the top. But, then again, I didn't want to look like I hadn't made any effort. I opt for a middle look. When all else fails, compromise.

By quarter to eight, I felt that dolphin of excitement starting to leap and do its spinning ball trick in my stomach. As I waited for the taxi, what gave me the biggest thrill was the fact that, when I arrived at Jonah's, he wouldn't have a clue what was under my dress. Now that, my friends, makes my pussy wet.

Finally, the cab arrived and Amjid is clearly quite taken with my legs. I caught him glancing at them, so I mischievously hitched my dress and gave him a flash of my stocking tops. If he wanted a look he could have one and put it in his wank bank for later.

I paid Amjid. Normally, I tip taxi drivers but I figured Amjid had been given his bonus and, if there is one thing I dislike it is greed. So I waited for my change.

Taking it from him I shoved it in my purse and climbed out, bending over a little so that he got a quick glimpse of my ass for good measure before I slammed the door shut. I straightened my dress and suddenly felt a wave of nervous nausea sweep over me. I needed a cigarette - but I hadn't any gum so that was out.

I took a deep breath as I pressed Jonah's doorbell. Here goes, I thought, can't back out now. The door swung open and Jonah was there, dressed all in black: T-shirt, jogging pants, and a pair of canvas Vans. Jesus, he looked so horny and immediately my nerves disappeared, unknotting in my stomach to be replaced with longing. I had a deep yearning for his cock to be inside me, wherever he wanted to penetrate me.

'Here she is,' Jonah said, kissing my lips. 'My bitch.'

I curtsied. 'Here I am, at your service.'

He laughed. 'Go and sit down. We need to have a little chat.'

I went through to the lounge and sat, placing my handbag on the floor. Folding my hands together, I squeeze them hard in order to contain my excitement. I heard Jonah opening the fridge, cupboards banging, then he returned with a drink for me. 'Here, gin and tonic, I thought you could be a bit posh for one night. A mate bought it me and I hate the stuff. It's like fucking rat poison.'

'Oh right, so it's okay for you to poison me, is it?'

'I wouldn't do that.' Jonah smiled, then inhaled and said, 'Anyway, our chat. Tonight I'm going to make you come. I want your pussy buried deep in my face and I expect you to soak me through. Then, what I'm going to do is, I'm going to flip you right over and stick my cock up your ass and fuck you hard. Now what I need to know is, do you think your ass will need lubrication? Or can you take it dry?'

'Why are we talking about it?' I asked, bemused. 'Is it not better to let things take their course?'

Jonah shook his head. 'No, because letting things take their course usually resorts to wasted time. I mean, we could sit here exchanging small talk all night and then, you'll be poisoned on that shit and we won't have got anything done. Plus, I'm OCD about time and preparation. In my line of business, time is precious and preparation is the key.'

He paused and shrugged. 'Its just the way I am.' An apologetic look crossed his face, disappearing as quickly as it arrived. 'I guess I'm a bit weird like that.'

I sipped my poison. 'You can be whoever you want to be.'

He raised his eyebrows at me. 'Really?'

I nodded, 'Yes, really.'

He took my glass and placed it on the coffee table before getting hold of my hair. 'Stand up, bitch.'
He tugged my hair slightly to the side and there was just enough pain to turn me on, enough for it to be tolerable before he roughly kissed my neck and mouth. 'I'm going to ruin you tonight, bitch. Do you understand? Follow me.'

He picked up the remote and shut off his television before taking hold of my hand. He walked me up the stairs to his bedroom and flung me effortless on the bed. He switched off the main light and a bedside lamp gave the room a softer glow.

I lay on the bed and he leaned over me, pushing my dress up. Gripping the straps on my suspenders, he pulled them back and let them flick back against my thighs. 'You look good bitch,' he murmured, putting his mouth on my pussy and blowing his warm breath on my mound. 'Nice touch wearing crotch less, I love it,' he added before his tongue entered me.

I felt the roughness of his beard against my inner thighs and I gasped when he pushed his tongue further inside me before taking it out and licking in slow circular movements around my clit. Delicious. No, more than delicious, it was oral sex of such decadence and delivered with such expertise that I had to grab the wooden slats of his headboard to steady myself as my legs started to tremble.

He licked my clit faster and pushed fingers inside me.. Slowly, he inserted them further and further until he reached that special spot that is guaranteed to make me gush. Within minutes, my juices splashed out of me, soaking the sheets and my ass. I would have felt embarrassed if I hadn't been building up to coming.

I came with such force that, when the orgasm abated, I felt like my legs had left my body and my mind went totally blank. In the midst of this horny but blank mode, I felt Jonah's mouth on mine. His beard was wet and it seemed I had moved into some parallel sexual universe. I tried to gather my thoughts.

As I tasted myself on the tip of Jonah's tongue, his cock pressed against my pussy and he roughly pushed up my dress, exposing my tits. 'I want to fuck this nice wet cunt before I fuck your ass,' he said, all matter of fact as he bit my neck and his fingers squeezed my nipples.

Pushing inside me, he lifted my legs for deeper access. Kneeling, he fucked me while his gaze roved all over my body, his eyes thick with lust and approval.

'You look a horny bitch I'll give you that,' he said, roughly pulling my thighs. 'From now on, you are fucking no one but me, bitch. Get it?'

I nodded as he drove his cock into me, pumping harder and faster. He slapped my face. 'Do you understand what I've just said?' he asked, leaning his face close to mine, gripping my hair and pulling my head to one side. 'I want you to tell me that you understood what I've just said.'

Nodding, the movement caused me to winced within his hard grip. 'I won't let anyone else fuck me,' I whispered.

'Louder, I want you to say it louder and make my cock even harder.'

'I won't let anyone else fuck me,' I almost shouted.

'Good,' he said through gritted teeth. 'Now can I fuck your ass?'

I nodded and bit my lip because his cock was hurting. Also, he was pulling my hair. 'I want to hear you say it, Natalie,' he whispered in my ear, a sinister tone to his voice that caused me to shiver.

'I want you to fuck my ass.' I said it loud and clear because the last thing I wanted was to have my hair gripped even tighter. I feared Jonah could leave me with a bald patch by the time he'd done!

'Good girl,' he said, pulling his cock out of me and effortlessly flipping me onto my front.

I felt his hands part my cheeks and the tip of his cock pressed against my hole. He pulled me up onto all fours, lubricated my hole with saliva, and slid into me. The pain was exquisite. But what turned me on even more, was having Jonah telling me over and over again how much he had been thinking about that moment and how many times he had wanked over it.

'You're a filthy bitch, tell me how filthy you are and how much you like my cock,' Jonah groaned, slamming into me. I knew he was heading for his climax. His pre-cum stung the inside of my ass.

'I'm filthy and I love anal,' I told him. And it was true. I wasn't lying, I really do love it. Anal makes me feel like I'm being owned like no other sexual act can.

'Fuck, you're a bitch... I'm going to come,' Jonah gasped and instantly shot his load inside me.

He took a moment to recover and then I collapsed onto my front. He was on top of me, tenderly kissed my neck, before he whispered in my ear, 'You're my bitch now, Natalie. Don't forget that.'

Sweet to Slut
byLustyLee77©
Lynn Morgan was leaving the PTA meeting to go home when two of the other mothers invited her to join them for lunch. She accepted their gracious offer and drove her green station wagon to her neighbor's home. They discussed the different activities that were available for their c***dren in the middle-class town of Medford. Lynn's green eyes lit up when she was told that her 11 year old son, Kevin was well mannered and quite a handsome lad.

The 29 year old beauty with long auburn hair blushed when the topic turned to sex. She really felt uncomfortable when one housewife suggested that she help her out with her horny husband. The woman said. "My husband has a thick, 8" dick and he never gets enough sex. I need some help, my pussy is sore from the constant fucking and I know that he would love to get ahold of your 36D cup tits. Anytime you need a good fuck let me know. I don't mind sharing at all, I need a break. How is it going with your old man; does he give you enough? Is he as big as my husband?"

The flustered mom thought about Alan's 5" dick and how their lovemaking had dwindled to once a week; she had married Alan when she was pregnant and had never been with another man. She tried not to think about such things and concentrated on how well her husband treated her and how much she loved him. Lynn said, "I am a faithful wife, I love my husband and everything is fine, sorry but it is time to go home and get dinner ready for my family."

Lynn thanked them for lunch and drove home; she could not understand her feelings of arousal and tried to put it all out of her mind. Her heart jumped for joy when Kevin rushed through the front door and excitedly told her about a baseball team he wanted to join. At dinner Kevin repeated his desire to play for the team and asked his father to take him there tomorrow evening.

The 35 year old father said, "I have something to tell both of you. I have been promoted at work and will get a significant pay increase but I will be traveling quite a bit. I have to catch a plane in the morning but I want you to pursue your dream to play baseball, perhaps your mother can take you."

"Please mom, please, I will show you where the field is. This is important to me."

Lynn smiled at her son and assured him, "Yes, of course I will take you. I am looking forward to watching you play ball." The next morning Lynn kissed her husband goodbye and saw her son off to school. She thought how she would have to get used to her husband being gone for three weeks at a time and how lonely it would be. She was grateful for her son and was glad to be able to share his passion to play baseball.

That night she drove across town to the park, spotted the boys practicing, parked the car, and walked with her eager son to meet the coach. The coach introduced himself as Earl Thompson. The 5'2" mother felt like a c***d standing next to the 6'3" muscular black man. Earl directed Kevin to a group of youths and told him to practice catching with them.

The handsome 24 year old black man put his arm around Lynn's waist and took her aside explaining, "We already have more boys than we need but it is plain to see that your boy has his heart set on playing with us; let's watch him and perhaps I can find a place for him if he has any talent." Earl guided her into the dugout explaining that he wanted Kevin to concentrate on what he was doing and not to be watching them.

While they were watching Kevin throw and catch, Lynn's eyes traveled to Earl's tight shorts and she stared in awe at the huge bulge in his crotch. He caught her looking and noticed her blush and observed her nipples tent her white tee shirt. Earl smiled, revealing his white teeth and told the embarrassed mom, "Have Kevin come to practice every night and your husband can spend some time with him on the weekend and we will start on fielding and batting next week."

"I...I will bring him every night but my husband just left on business for three weeks and can't help on weekends, maybe I could help him practice."

"He will need instructions; I know how important it is to both of you so I will volunteer my services and come over this weekend and we will see what we can do."

The excited mother flung her arms around the coach and exclaimed, "Oh, thank you very much, this means so much to my boy and me. After you guys finish I will cook you the best meal of your life. What is your favorite dish?"

"I am not difficult to please; anything you cook will be just fine." She had her arms around his neck, he put his arms around her back and pulled her tightly to him. His hands traveled down to her buttocks, they kissed passionately, and she almost fainted when she felt his dick stiffen and poke against her belly. Lynn felt her juices flow and realized that her black shorts were getting wet. When they broke the kiss he guided her hand to the bulge in his pants, she squeezed the monster not believing a man's dick could be that big.

The boys broke practice and Kevin ran to the dugout and asked how he did. The boy was happy when he was told to return tomorrow. Earl could not wait for the weekend to come; he knew the sweet auburn haired beauty was turned on and could not resist him. Lynn was puzzled by her own behavior and vowed to be more lady like in the future.

The rest of the week passed quickly for Lynn, she kept a respectful distance from the coach the rest of the week and she hoped that he would forget about the other day. Earl came by the house Saturday afternoon and worked hard with Kevin. One of the boy's friends came by and asked Kevin if he could come over to his place after dinner for a sleep over. Earl encouraged the boy to accept. Kevin went to ask his mom and gleefully ran back out and announced that his mother gave him permission to stay at his friend's house overnight.

After a strenuous practice Kevin took a shower and Earl asked if he could do the same. Lynn agreed and provided one of her husband's robes for him to wear. They sat at the dining table and enjoyed a delicious steak dinner. Earl said that he did not remember having a better meal in his whole life. After dessert, Earl had the boy go to his car and bring in a bag from the trunk. There was a new glove for Kevin and a couple bottles of red wine for the adults. Kevin flung his arms around the coach and thanked him for the glove, then the boy excitedly rushed to his friend's house.

Earl opened the wine, poured some for each of them, raised his glass to toast a great dinner, a beautiful lady, and a place on the team for Kevin. They chatted, drank wine, and listened to Lyn's CD's. When the handsome black man stood to dance with her his robe opened and she gasped when she spotted his semi-hard piece of black meat. He quickly took her in his arms and apologized saying that the robe was too small for him.

As her head rested on his chest, her mind was still filled with the image of his cock, it must have been at least 8" and it wasn't even hard! Once again his big black hands drifted to her creamy buttocks, this time she wore a dress instead of shorts and his right hand slipped under her pink dress and his fingers touched her anus and traced down to her sweet pussy. He inserted a finger inside her panties and into her moist slit. She wanted to protest but it felt so good sliding in and out of her inflamed pussy and she hadn't had sex in such a long time.

The small robe was wide open and he guided her trembling hand to his throbbing manhood. He moved her little white hand over his massive cock. He took his hand away and circled her ass-hole as he finger fucked Lynn's steamed-up pussy. The aroused white housewife stroked his shaft marveling at the size of the monster. She grew weak in the knees and he helped her to the sofa where he lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside.

They kissed, he unclasped her bra, pulled down her panties, and kissed his way to her heaving breasts. She squealed out in delight as he nibbled and chewed on her rubbery nipples. Her pussy exploded when his mouth came in contact with her love hole. He sucked on her clit while his fingers swiftly moved in and out of her juiced-up pussy. He stuck a pussy juice soaked finger up her ass and she shook wildly to another orgasm.

He stood in front of her, his cock was only inches from her pretty face. He rubbed it all over her face and told her to kiss it. She just stared at the big black snake as if under a spell and shyly said, "I have never done that before and don't know what to do."

He smiled down at her and said softly, "Start by kissing up and down the shaft, then kiss the head, after that take as much in your little mouth as you can, and then you suck it dry and drink my sticky cum, you will love it!" Lynn held the big cock in her trembling hands and kissed all over the huge chocolate stick. She put her red lips to the head and kissed it lovingly.. Her tongue licked the liquid leaking from the huge cock-head and her lipstick made his cock look purple. The auburn haired beauty wrapped her sweet lips around the head of his cock and Lynn slowly took it in her mouth. He pushed in and his cock made a large indentation on her cheek. He held her hair and pumped his cock down her throat. He managed to stuff 8 of his 11" in her mouth, them began fucking her face furiously, and exploded his thick, slimy, cum down her throat. She choked and gagged but managed to swallow most of it. What she couldn't swallow oozed from her lips and trickled down her chin.

He permitted the disoriented wife to catch her breath, then told her to put it back in her mouth, suck it, and make it hard again. Lynn looked at the black cock with reverence and worshiped it with her mouth until it grew to full size and she could no longer fit it in her mouth. He spread her creamy legs wide then penetrated her tight pussy with his ram-rod. She cried out, "No please, it is too big, it hurts meeee! Oh no, take it out, you will kill me, pleaseeeesss!"

Earl chuckled and told her, "Listen bitch, no cunt ever died from a big cock. Your little pussy will stretch and then you will love it. So take this cock like a woman and stop being such a baby." He increased speed and drove his cock deeper into her love tunnel.

Tears flowed down her face as she tried to endure the pain. After awhile the pain subsided and it was replaced by intense pleasure. Lynn wrapped her legs around his hips and her feet rested on his buttocks. She began to fuck back to get as much of his pleasure pole in her as she could. She experienced a series of earth shattering orgasms, lost total control, and screamed, "Yes, fuck me with your big, fat, black, cock. Do it, do it to me, shit yessss, sooo good! Please don't stop, fuck meeee!!!"

Earl shot a load of cum deep into her stretched pussy and withdrew his cock with a loud 'plop'. He directed her attention to a large mirror on the wall and said, "Look at the contrast of our skin colors, isn't that erotic? Check out your gaping cunt! The motherfucker isn't small anymore. It looks so fucking obscene that my dick is getting hard again. Tell me that you want to fuck me again and then take me to the bed that you share with your husband. Talk to me bitch! Tell me how much you want my black cock."

Lynn felt shame but she was beyond being her sweet self and pleaded, "Yes I want to feel your big cock inside me again. Take me to our wedding bed and fuck my brains out. Please don't stop wanting me; I need you to keep fucking me any time that we can. Now that I have discovered what it is like to really be fucked, I want more!" She led him by his dick to the master bedroom.

They were wildly fucking doggy style when he pulled his cock out of her hungry pussy and stuffed it up her puckered ass-hole. She begged him not to do it, saying that she never did that before, but he kept plowing away and told her, ""Your little white ass is the tightest I have ever fucked; it is like pushing pudding! I love it, take it all bitch, fuck back and don't stop."

The poor wife thought his dick was going to come out her mouth, it was so deep inside her. She was astonished that she actually enjoyed having him up her ass and cried out in ecstasy as she reached another orgasm. After he shot a load of cum up her ass, he made her look down at her two holes gaping and leaking cum. Before going to sleep she told him that she was his woman, that she loved his big black cock, and even loved it when he spoke dirty to her and humiliated her.

They slept late and were awakened by Kevin coming in the front door. Lynn hurried down to make breakfast for them and the boy was surprised to see the coach come down the stairs. Earl explained that he got there early so that he could enjoy some more of his mother's cooking before they played ball. He added that he was upstairs to use the bathroom. Kevin noticed that the coach wore the same clothes as yesterday and wondered why his mom was still in her robe.

After an all day session of ball playing and instructions they went in for dinner and enjoyed another fabulous meal. Earl waited for the boy to go to bed before he offered the infatuated wife his black cock. He sat on the kitchen chair, she got on her knees and slurped his fat dick feverishly. She came up for air, kissed the fat prick-head while stroking his cock, and felt guilt and shame when she noticed her wedding ring rubbing against her lover's black cock but her craving for his cock was much stronger than any other emotion. She bent over the kitchen table invitingly and lifted her dress to her waist. That was all the invitation he needed and he fucked both holes roughly, she cried out in lust and he feared that she would wake the boy so he covered her mouth with his hand.

Before he went home, Earl told her that when the boy went to school he wanted her to come to his apartment. She wrote down his address and telephone number, kissed him goodnight, and promised to be at his place in the morning.

As soon as her son was off to school, Lynn slipped on a pink dress and drove to Earl's apartment. Her juices started flowing when he answered the door naked! He took her to his bed and ravished her. He told her that she was no longer to wear panties or a bra and that he wanted her to dress sexier. There was a knock on the door and Lynn was shocked when her lover brought two strange black men into the bedroom. She tried to cover up with the sheet but he ripped it away and told her not to act like a little girl.

The white woman was horrified when Earl informed her that Leo and Nick were bookies and that he owed them money but they would forgive his debt if he let them use her white ass for a couple of hours. " I told them that you were a hot piece of ass so don't disappoint them. I am going to sit on the chair and make sure that you do the brothers real good. Have fun men, she is already wet and ready for action."

Leo was a slender man about fifty years old with thick glasses. Nick was nineteen years old and was overweight, he was close to three hundred pounds. They dropped their pants and shoved their black cocks in her face. Lynn sucked and stroked their cocks going back and forth between the two men. Both men had fat cocks but neither was as long as Earl's cock. They were both 6 and 7". The black bookies pulled their cocks out of her mouth and spurted cum all over her sweet face.

Fat Nick got on his back and Lynn was forced to suck him hard again. Then she was put on top of him and her pussy was lowered to his stiff dick. She did all the work and moved up and down on his cock when Leo poked her butt-hole with his cock. Lynn was getting double fucked for the first time in her life and was disgusted with herself for reaching an orgasm while being fucked by these vile men. They left her cum soaked body spread across the bed and voiced their approval to Earl as they left. They laughed and told Earl that he once again had a credit line with them.

Earl told her to get dressed, take a shower, and be there for her boy when he comes home for school. He informed the well-fucked white girl that he was taking her out tomorrow night. "But I don't have a baby sitter and can't leave Kevin home alone. What an I supposed to do about him?"

"Don't worry bitch, I will send over a baby sitter; get your ass out of here and be back at 9pm sharp tomorrow night." Lynn felt so degraded and humiliated as she drove home. She wondered what she had gotten herself into and if she should ever see Earl again, but she found the prospect of not seeing him again to be devastating. She realized that she was addicted to sex with him and never wanted it to end.

Lynn arrived home in time to shower and fix dinner for her son and then go to baseball practice. The next day she was filled with anxiety all day long. She remembered not to wear underwear as she dressed in her sexy red dress for her man. The doorbell rang and she greeted a 22 year old black woman, Lynn introduced the girl to her son as his new babysitter. The sexy but tough looking black woman stood 5'7", had huge breasts, and introduced herself as Candy. When Kevin went up to his room the bold young girl lifted Lynn's dressed and said, "Earl told me to check and make sure that you weren't wearing anything under your dress. I am surprised that he didn't make you shave your nasty cunt! We will talk when you get home bitch. Now get your slut ass out of here."

When Lynn got to Earl's apartment he was waiting outside. He ran to the car, jumped in, and gave directions to a club. Earl told her that she looked better but said that he wanted her to buy some more revealing clothes. She told him that she would when she found time; between seeing him and going to the baseball field every night she didn't have much spare time. Earl made her happy when he said, "Buy the way, next week we play our first game and your son will be in the starting lineup; he will be playing third-base.

They entered a smoke filled bar and Lynn was appalled by the awful odor and the leering eyes of the barroom patrons.. Earl ushered her to a booth in the dingy establishment. They drank beer and Earl announced, "You are my bitch, fuck-slut whore, and now you will put some jingle in my pocket!"

The startled mom asked, "What do you mean? I don't understand."

"Don't act so fucking dumb. I need some money and you will suck dick, fuck with your pussy and ass, and do a gang bang. You have been enjoying my black cock and your son is on the team and the time has come for you to pay the price. Don't worry baby, you will like it; all sluts do." Two black men came over to the table and Earl told them to sit on either side of the frightened housewife.

They began fondling Lynn and handed Earl some money. He told the stunned girl to play with their dicks and then suck them off! Lynn lost count of the vile men that came to the table and used her mouth as a cum receptacle. Earl handed her a napkin and told her to wipe the cum from her face; then he led her by the hand to a back room.

Lynn was bent over a table and a line of men used her every orifice. A crowd of men and some women gathered around to watch the lewd debasement of the white whore housewife. Lynn detested these raunchy men but her pussy thought otherwise and her shaking orgasms were obvious to everyone present. She received a round of applause as she staggered out of the room, her clothes were torn and tattered, her lipstick was smeared, and her hair was a mess.

On their way back to the car a female voice called out, "Lynn, is that you?"

The disheveled wife turned to see the two women from the PTA. They asked her what she was doing in this part of town and Lynn felt horrible as she listened to their condescending voices and saw the looks of disapproval on their faces. The one with the horny husband said, "You look like you had quite a night out! I had no idea you were such a wild-c***d! When are you going to come over and entertain my husband and I?"
Earl interjected, "You will have to go through me first. She does nothing without me; if you really want this to happen it can be arranged."

The woman retorted, "Who the hell are you? Are you her pimp or something?"

"There you go, you got it baby; let her know if you want to play and we can work something out. She is one wild bitch and will leave you and your husband totally spent."

The woman smiled and said, "We might just do that; see you soon." She looked at Lynn and added, "A faithful housewife my ass!" They laughed and walked away. Lynn panicked, it was bad enough that she was turned into a whore but now her neighbors and friends knew about her.

On the way home she pleaded with her pimp not to get involved with her friends but he informed her that their money was good. He told her to cheer up and said that when her husband was home she could take some time off but warned her that she would experience feelings of withdraw from his big cock and her pussy would crave to be filled with his black meat. He told her that after a few days she would be calling him and begging for some big black cock.

They parked outside his apartment and he told her that he was going to give her a cheerleader outfit for the game and she could entertain the crowd. She looked puzzled but he told her not to worry, he would show her what to do. He told her that there were three more girls and that cheerleaders at a baseball game was a new idea that he had. Then she asked him again about her neighbors and wanted to know what he meant when he said both her and her husband. A wicked grin crossed his face, and she said, "No, I have never been with a woman, please don't make me do that."

He got out of the car and told her, "You will do whatever I say bitch. Anyway, that is all going to change when you get home." She drove home wondering what he was talking about. When the weary mother entered her house she was immediately confronted by Candy. The young black woman put her strong arm around Lynn's neck and held her tightly in place.

Candy stuck three fingers in Lynn's pussy and declared, "Ugh, your skanky cunt is clogged with dried cum! How many cocks did you take on tonight? You probably want more, don't you slut? I have a special surprise for you." Candy ripped off what was left of Lynn's dress and ordered her to be quiet and not to wake up the boy.

Candy was wearing one of Lynn's robes and took it off complaining that it was too small. The black woman pulled Lynn's head to her huge ebony breast and demanded that she suck them. The white woman was too frightened to do anything but comply. Lynn was astonished to discover that she liked sucking the big tits. The white woman nursed on the ebony mounds with fervor and was noticeably disappointed when her mouth was pulled from the succulent nipples.

The naked black woman pulled Lynn to the sofa, sat down, spread her legs wide, and ordered the cowed white woman to kneel on the floor and worship her juicy black cunt. Lynn just stared at the hairy black pussy in awe. The thick pussy lips were dripping juice, the clit peeped out from under its hood, and the inner pink looked so enticing. As if in a trance, Lynn moved her head closer to the tantalizing black pussy. She inhaled the aroma of the aroused cavity and was overwhelmed with desire to taste another woman for the first time.

Just as she was sticking out her tongue to sample the inflamed hole; Candy roughly pulled Lynn's face to her smoldering pussy and demanded, "Eat my pussy, you fucking slut. This is your surprise; chew on my fat pussy lips, nibble on my clit, and stick your tongue up my horny cunt. Yeah, that's it, slobber all over the motherfucker, do it! Oh yeah, oh hell yeah, good girl, I can tell you like eating my delicious chocolate candy. You are doing so good that I will let you feast on my chocolate goodies every night when you come home. I know you can't thank me when your mouth is busy sucking my pussy; that's all right, just keep sucking. Oh yesssss!"

After Candy exploded in Lynn's sucking mouth, she told Lynn to lick it clean and then informed the housewife that she would be sharing her bed the rest of the night. Lynn was hurt when Candy said that she would like to eat some sweet white pussy but Lynn's was full of dried up cum and was repulsive. Lynn was exhausted when she dragged herself out of bed to see her son off to school. The night was spent with her face buried between Candy's legs and with the black girl's dildo stuffed up her pussy and ass. She was grateful that the woman stayed in bed and her son didn't have to know that she spent the night with her.

A couple of hours later the doorbell rang and the embarrassed wife invited her two neighbor friends in for some coffee. Lynn choked on her coffee when she was asked how much it would cost to take care of both women and their husbands. Before she could answer, Candy strolled in the room wearing the same robe and nothing else. Candy answered for her, saying, "Earl determines what to charge but we can give you a free sample right now. I just found out last night that this big black cock loving slut has developed an appetite for black pussy as well! I highly recommend the slut; she has become quite an accomplished cunt lapper and she really loves her work."

One of the women inquired, "Right here, right now? You mean to tell me that she would service us in the kitchen?"

Candy said, "In the kitchen, living room, bed, or out on the front lawn if you like! If you want her to eat your cunts just spread your legs and drop your panties, if you are wearing any." The two startled women did as directed and eagerly anticipated the sweet housewife's tongue on their horny pussies. Candy made Lynn crawl under the table and lick all three pussies.

The women encouraged Lynn by saying, "Oh yes she is good. Who would have thought that this seemingly sweet little wife could eat pussy this good? This is truly a dream come true."

Candy added, "You can tell that she is enjoying her pussy breakfast. It seems that the slut likes vanilla and chocolate; they do go good together.." Before the well satisfied ladies left, Candy told them that she would talk to Lynn's pimp and arrange for Earl and herself to join the orgy. She let the excited white women know that they would simply adore his big black dick.

The night of the big game finally arrived. Lynn was watching her son practice when Earl handed her a cheerleader outfit and took her to a small building to change. When they entered a small room she thought they must be in the wrong place as three men were changing into their umpire uniforms. Earl sternly told her that this was no time to be shy and besides, if she gave them all a good blow job, perhaps they would make some good calls for the team.

The apprehensive woman reluctantly lifted her dress over her head much to the delight of the three umpires. The men were in their forties and fifties and could feel their dicks stiffen at the sight of this white girl with no underwear. Two of the men were black and one was Hispanic. They assured Earl that they would make favorable calls for his team and surrounded Lynn and took out their cocks.

They were rubbing them against her naked body and Earl told her to get on her knees and suck them or they would fuck her. She sank to her knees and stroked two cocks while sucking on the other. The men grunted and moaned until they all shot their loads all over her hair, face, and tits. Just as the men finished Candy entered the room with two other black women in cheerleader outfits. Candy told the others, "This is the slut I was telling you about. She is as good with pussy as she is with cock!"

The other women agreed that they would like to find out for themselves. Earl said, "Not now, we have a ballgame about to start. Get out there and entertain the crowd." Lynn complained that her skirt didn't even cover her buttocks and her tits were popping out. Earl grinned and told her that was the idea.

It was windy, Lynn did not know the dance routine, and she felt so exposed, but she danced with the other women as best as she could. They took a little break just in time to see Kevin at bat. Lynn jumped up and down with glee when her son hit the ball off the center field wall and took second base standing up. She excitedly waved at him and was so happy when he waived back at her.

They resumed dancing and Lynn almost died when the other girls lifted her little skirt, fully exposing her buttocks and pussy. Her face turned crimson when the crowd cheered as the black girls kept her skirt up. She was pushed into the front row of the stands and felt hands all over her and fingers wormed into her butt and pussy. Her head was pushed into a crotch and she felt a hard cock straining against her face. Suddenly she was pulled from the mauling crowd by Earl and taken back to the room to change.

When the other women came to find out what was going on; Earl reprimanded them for pulling that shit at the game and told them to get back out there. Lynn got to sit in the dugout and watch her son's team win their first game. She swelled with pride when Earl said that Kevin was the best player on the field.

Alan was due to return home the next day. Earl said that during his stay the only time that they would see each other was at the ballpark. The coach encouraged Kevin to bring his father to watch him play. On the drive home Kevin asked his mom if she liked the coach. "Sure I do. Why do you ask?"

"I just wondered, that's all." Lynn was worried that he suspected something.

That night in bed, the housewife pondered her transformation from sweet housewife to submissive slut. She wondered if she should tell her husband, could she keep her family life separate from her other lifestyle, would Earl grow tired of her, and most of all could she still be a good mother to Kevin? So many questions and no answers; she decided to just see what the future would bring. She wanted to keep her family and lover too!


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