Diva The Girl who tried to break Ben s Dick
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My name is Maria, and at the time of this story I was twenty-five years old living in Los Angeles and had a four-month-old son. My husband, Ed, was twenty-nine years old, and he had a good job as a civil engineer with a road construction company. I met Ed at the construction company three years earlier, where I worked as an accountant. I continued working there until after our son was born, and since Ed’s career had been progressing so well.
We could afford for me to quit and take care of our child full time. The main reason we could do without my salary was because even though Ed is a professional, he is paid overtime and bonuses since the company had so many projects going. However, just four months after I quit my job, the economy in our area collapsed and many of his projects were suspended. The overtime and bonuses were eliminated.
That change reduced our income by about five hundred dollar per week, so we were having a hard time making ends meet. And, I couldn't go back to the company because several of the administrative jobs were eliminated due to the lack of work, and the job market was bad everywhere. Ed went in to see his boss, Marcel, to let him know that we were having a hard time making ends meet without the extra pay that we had become used to.
Marcel expressed his sympathy for our situation, and said, “Sorry, but there is nothing I can do right now to get you more money. We are close to having to lay off some of the other engineers as it is, and I won’t be able to help you until the work picks up again. But I do have an idea that will help you in the short term if Maria is willing to take a job as a model. I think you have already met a very good friend of mine named Darrell, and he owns a photographic studio.
They also produce low-budget films. He told me that they are gearing up for the swim suit season, and he is hiring new models that he can photograph in the new swim suit lines for several major magazines. I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but I remember when Maria worked here that she is stunningly beautiful and has a great body. I feel almost certain that Darrell will hire her as a swim suit model.”
Ed came home that night and told me about his conversation with Marcel, and although I was upset at the loss of income, I was also flattered by Marcel’s description of me. I don’t mean to brag, but Marcel is right in what he said about my appearance. My mother is Mexican, and my father is Irish, and I am blessed with very smooth olive skin and fine, straight black hair, as well as dazzling light brown eyes and fine facial features that still reflect my Latin heritage.
Some of my friends have even said that I am exotic looking. I am five feet and seven inches tall and weigh one hundred and twenty-five pounds, and my breasts have grown from a D-cup to a DD since I began breast feeding our son. My ass is also very well shaped and prominent, and I have trim legs and a thick pubis and labia. I know that I turn heads wherever I go.
Ed has gotten used to the fact that men find me very attractive and often stare at me, but he still isn’t all that happy about it. To tell the truth, I really like all the attention men pay me, and it makes me feel sexy. To give you a little better idea regarding my appearance, I do look a little like Salma Hayek, and I am proud to be compared to her looks.
After Ed explained our situation to me he said, “Maria, I am so sorry that we have to make do on less income now, and I just can’t ask you to go be a swim suit model for Darrell. Men can’t keep their eyes off you as it is, and I can only imagine what it will be like with you in skimpy swim suits, especially since your breasts are so large and full now."
"I am also a little concerned about how you will be treated there. I have met Darrell before in Marcel’s office, and he is a large black man, like Marcel, and he always seems to be a little pushy and very self assured. I sure wouldn’t want him or Marcel to take advantage of you in any way. Well, that’s my perspective on it, but it's really more important how you feel about it. Would you even consider doing that?”
I thought long and hard before I answered, because I know that Ed is more than a little sensitive about the way men look at me, but I finally replied saying, “I don’t like the idea of parading around in skimpy bathing suits either but losing five hundred dollars per week is a big blow to our budget, and it might not hurt to at least look into it.”
I was hoping that Ed would at least let me check out the offer, and it got me a little wet thinking about being in those skimpy swim suits in front of other men. Ed and I had a great sex life when we were first married, but then the demands of his job occupied him so much that we were having sex less and less.
Now, we were only fucking about once a week, and that is not nearly enough to satisfy me. I was used to a lot of sex in college, and with some guys with big cocks. Ed has a smaller-than-average dick, and he almost always has to suck my pussy to orgasm after he cums in me. So, although I was not thinking of having any sex while I was modeling, at least I felt that having those men stare at me would be stimulating and would give me a little personal pleasure.
Ed and I continued talking and he reluctantly agreed for me to take the modeling job. He let Marcel know of our decision the next day at work and he gave us the address of the Darrell’s studio, which is adjacent to the beach near Malibu. I arrangemed with my mother to baby sit our son, and I also took a manual breast pump with me to relieve the pressure in my breasts during the day. I met with Darrell the next morning at his studio.
I wore shorts, a t-shirt and sandals since it was to be a photo shoot for swim suits, and I thought there would be no reason to dress up. Darrell carefully looked me over, and I felt his dark eyes staring right through my clothing.
He then said, “Maria, you are truly a beautiful woman, and I would be happy to offer you a job modeling our swim suits. I can only pay one hundred dollars per day to start, but we will be able to pay more once you have some experience and start modeling some of our more exotic lines.”
I was flattered by his comments, and I have to admit that feeling his stare made my pussy a little wet. He said that I could start right then, and I was happy that I would be making five hundred dollars per week just starting out. I was led into a changing room that had a variety of normal bikini swim suits that aren’t all that revealing. Darrell wanted me to wear the white and bright colored suits since they contrasted well with my olive complexion and long black hair.
The day passed very quickly, but I did have to sneak into the ladies rooms a few times to express milk from my swollen breasts. I was able to do it without arousing any suspicion since we had little breaks between changes anyway.
When I got home I started dinner, and then when Ed came home I told him about my day. I said, “Oh, honey, you will be proud of me. I got the job and will be making five hundred dollars per week, which replaces the income that we lost. I was just modeling normal bikinis, and Darrell and his staff are very professional, and there were only other female models involved. I was also able to express milk from my breasts without anyone knowing.”
My comments seemed to relieve some of Ed’s concerns, and he said, “I’m so happy that this new job is working out and that you're happy there. I’ll have to thank Marcel for recommending you.”
The rest of the week was much like the first day, except that Darrell and his assistant were becoming more hands-on every day. For example, they would adjust the side of my top, or tug on the bottom to straighten out the fabric, and it all seemed so natural and professional that I didn’t think that they were trying to purposely grope me. I wanted to be honest with Ed about everything, so I told him about those innocent touches, and I was a little surprised that he didn't get upset about it.
At the end of the second week Darrell pulled me aside as I was heading out the door and said, “Maria, you've done a terrific job here, and our clients are extremely pleased with the way you are modeling their swim suits. One of our clients also publishes an international fashion magazine, and they have asked if you would be available to model some of their European designs. They really like your exotic look and shapely body."
"I must warn you that those suits are very skimpy compared to the other ones you have been wearing, and some of them are not much more than a thong bottom and little patches of fabric to cover your nipples. You will also be working with some top caliber male models from various countries, to help accentuate your sultry looks, and there will be some touching involved. Your pay will be increased to two hundred dollars per day for those clients. Go home and talk to your husband and you two decide if you want to wear those skimpy suits.”
I was thrilled that the client wanted me for that more challenging assignment, and it excited me to think that I would be wearing those skimpy swim suits and working with gorgeous male models. But I was also worried that it might be going a little too far for Ed, and I was anxious to see how he felt about it. When I got home, Ed was already there and he seemed to be very worried about something. We got dinner ready and sat down to eat.
Before I could give Ed my good news, he looked at me with tears in his eyes and said, “Maria, I am so sorry, but Marcel called me into his office today and let me know that we had lost a few more projects and he had to reduce my time to only thirty hours per week, which will mean the loss of another five hundred dollars per week in my pay. I guess I am lucky compared to some of the other engineers who have been laid off, but I still don’t know how we are going to make it.”
I reached over to hold Ed’s hand and said, “Don’t worry, honey, I just might have a solution to the reduced pay if you are willing to let me take a new modeling assignment.”
I then explained everything about the new work I could be doing and the increased pay, and I didn’t hold back on any of the details. I wanted him to know that I would be very exposed to not only Darrell and his assistant, but to some very handsome and well-built male models. I also told him that some touching would be involved.
It also occurred to me that it might be more than coincidental that for the second time, I was being given an opportunity to make the same amount of salary that he was losing, but I tried to put that out of my mind and I certainly didn't want to mention that to Ed.
Ed thought about my new assignment, and from the dour look on his face I thought that he might not approve of me doing it. But then, he looked me in the eyes, smiled and said, “I’m so proud of you for getting the new assignment, and although it will worry me knowing that you will be almost nude in front of those men and they will be touching you, we do need the money. And it seems that Darrell has been very professional in working with you up until now.”
We went to bed that night, and Ed seemed more aroused than he had been in a long time. I don’t know if it was my new assignment that was exciting him, but we fucked twice that night, and he sucked my milky breasts the whole time. It really makes my pussy tingle and arouses me to have my breasts sucked and milk swallowed, and I was happy about his increased interest in having sex with me. He sucked my pussy clean of his cum, and even had me sit up on his face, where I fucked him until I sprayed a load of my juices into his mouth.
I went to work on Monday morning and was happy to tell Darrell that I wanted to model for the European magazine. He was pleased, and we started right away, with me wearing a white thong and a small top that was just a couple of white patches covering my nipples, The material was also very thin and almost transparent, and you could plainly see my labia with a neatly trimmed layer of black hair and the bumps on my nipples. My big breasts looked even more enormous in the small top. I was working with a Brazilian male model named Alberto who has a brown complexion, and his huge, soft cock and big balls were plainly visible in his transparent, white micro swim suit.
We were placed in various poses, and since the shoot was for a European magazine, we even had positions where he would be holding my breasts, while I had my hand on his inner thigh, right next to his big cock. I was getting very aroused working with him, and it was becoming more and more difficult to get away to express my milk when working with another model.
At one point we had a scene where I had to lean in and kiss him, while placing my hand on his cock, while he had his hand between my thighs and right up against my barely covered pussy. The kiss was only supposed to be simulated, but he pushed his long tongue into my mouth and started moving his hand back and forth over my labia, which were then sticking out of the sides of the thong.
I also grasped his cock firmly and started slowly stroking him, as I also pushed my tongue back into his mouth for a soulful kiss. Darrell took advantage of the situation and moved in for some close-up shots of the action, and when we ended the pose, I looked down and saw that Alberto’s hand was wet with my pussy juices, and he had a wet spot on his swim suit from the precum he leaked.
We took a little break after that pose, and Darrell came up to me and said, “Damn, Maria, I could not have hoped for you to more receptive to those poses. Not all our models get into the spirit of the photo shoots like you just did. You can soon be making even more money if you continue this way. Ed is a lucky man to have such a hot wife as you.”
I was very pleased that Darrell was happy with my work, but I was curious about just how far he expected me to go. So, I asked, “Thank you so much for your compliments Darrell, but just how far do you expect me to go with this?”
Darrell smiled broadly, still happy with my reaction to the pose with Alberto, and said, “Well, we don’t have any requirements or rules; it's up to the models to set their own limits. But you must know that our clients will pay more for pictures that excite their readers, and some of the pictures that get too explicit might even have to be published in some of the classier porn magazines. I'm also very attracted to you myself, so I would be happy to help advance your career if you're equally open with me.”
I didn’t react to Darrell’s offer at that time and we continued with similar photo sessions during the week. It seemed that the male models were getting more and more aggressive with me, and by Friday I had stroked numerous big, thick cocks on many Latino, Mediterranean and African men, and a couple of them even lost control and ejaculated into my hand.
When we were setting up for the last photo shoot on Friday afternoon, Darrell talked to me for a while about the model that I would be with. He said that Gino had a reputation for taking things a little farther than some of the other male models, and that I didn’t need to pose with him if I didn’t want to.
I said, “I don’t mind if he's a little more aggressive than the others, so long as he doesn’t try to hurt me or anything.”
Darrell seemed pleased, and since we had talked for several minutes, I didn’t get a chance to go to the rest room to express my milk before the next shoot. I just hoped that I wouldn't be in too much pain or leak any milk until I had a chance to relieve the pressure. Gino is a dark-complexioned Italian from Sicily, and he has rugged good looks and a muscular body. He was also wearing a thong bathing suit, and the thin strip of material along the front just barely covered his big cock, with his balls partially sticking out of the material.
I changed into an even skimpier white bikini, and my swollen labia were pushing out around the material and plainly visible and parts of my nipples were showing. We started the scene with some innocent poses, and then we had a pose meant to simulate lovers on the beach where I was sitting on a lounge with an ocean scene as a backdrop.
Gino was standing in front of me while I was hugging him around the waist, as he dropped his hands down to rub the sides of my tits. That brought his cock right to my face level and it was pressing against the side of my face as I kissed his thigh. I felt feel his cock hardening against my cheek as it slipped out of the confines of the thin thong, and I saw Darrell moving in closer with his camera, probably anticipating what would happen next.
The feeling of Gino’s big cock against my face was really turning me on, and I hadn't felt a cock like that since my days in college, since Ed’s dick is so small. Without realizing it at first, I turned my head and began kissing his massive cock that had now grown to ten inches and as thick as my wrist. I heard the camera clicking away as I started licking and sucking the side of his big, brown cock shaft.
Gino pulled back a little allowing the head of his heavy meat to swing against my lips, and he pushed his big cock head into my mouth. I might have been a little naive but was then beginning to realize what was happening and was starting to pull my head back away from his cock. But then I tasted his copious precum, and placed my hands on Gino’s bare ass, and pulled more of his cock into my mouth. Darrell was still taking photographs of the action, but his assistant was then holding a movie camera and filming everything. Gino put his hands behind my head and held me in place as he continued thrusting his big cock into my mouth, and I felt his big balls slapping against my chin and throat on each stroke.
He continued fucking my face for just a few minutes, and then because he was so excited about the way our pose had evolved to a full cock sucking, I felt his massive meat throb as he sprayed his big load of tasty, thick cum into my mouth. I just loved the feeling of that big cock in my mouth and the taste of his cum. I swallowed it all and continued sucking him until his cock softened and he reluctantly pulled it from my mouth. Darrell then moved in and got some close-ups of the remnants of Gino’s cum on my lips and tongue.
As I pulled away from Gino, I felt the wetness on my breasts and belly and realized that I had leaked milk from both tits while I was pressed up against him and sucking his big cock. Darrell was standing right there and saw the wet stains on the white material and even some of the milk running down to my stomach, and he went nuts.
He said, “Holy shit, Maria, I didn’t realize that you were still breast feeding your little boy. It's so hot seeing women who are lactating, especially women with big, full tits like yours. There is a huge demand for both photos and movies of women who are leaking milk, and even having their breasts sucked by men. After just watching you suck Gino’s cock and swallowing his cum, and now seeing that you are leaking breast milk, I know that we can put you in a position to make a lot more money here at our studio."
"This is up to you, but when you go home tonight tell Ed that you have an opportunity to make at least eight hundred dollars per day, if you and he are willing to let other men suck your milky breasts and if you will suck their cocks. But before you leave, I’d like to have you come with me to my private office and let me feel your soft lips on my big cock.”
I was a little surprised by all that Darrell had said, and I was even more turned on by the thought of having strange men sucking milk from my breasts. Although, I was a little concerned about what would happen since having my tits sucked makes me want to fuck. I knew that I would enjoy sucking another cock and swallowing some more cum, so I followed Darrell into his office, and he quickly pulled down his slacks and underwear, and lay back on the couch.
He motioned for me to get between his legs, and I took the head of his huge, black, uncut cock into my mouth. His cock is at least as large as Gino’s and his balls are obscenely huge. I started sucking him and was soon able to take most of that big piece of fuck meat into my mouth and throat. I continued sucking him until he finally held my head in place with his hands and thrust his hips as he pumped a huge load of black cum into my mouth, and I swallowed it all.
I continued sucking him as his cock softened, and I pushed my tongue into his tangy foreskin and swirled it around his cock head to make sure that I got all his delicious seed into my mouth and belly. I then left for home, wondering how I would be able to tell Ed about all that had happened and the further opportunity that was made available to me.
I arrived at home before Ed and went about preparing our dinner. He finally came home at his usual time, and he had an even more worried look on his face than the previous week. As we ate our dinner, he looked at me tearfully again and told me how Marcel had called him into his office at the end of the day and let him know that the firm had lost even more work, and he was cutting Ed to twenty hours per week at an even lower rate of pay.
He was giving Ed twenty hours so he could keep the company health insurance, but his original income of about one hundred and fity thousand annually was then reduced to only about thirty thousand. It was then clearer than ever to me that Marcel and Darrell were working together to encourage Ed and me to accept my role providing sexual release to other men, but I didn’t want to tell Ed about my suspicions for fear of what he might do.
After listening to Ed, I decided that I’d better tell him everything about Darrell’s offer and my experiences that day at the studio. I explained, “Now don’t get angry, honey and hear me out, but Darrell told me that I would be able to make at least eight hundred dollars per day if I allowed men to suck my full and round milk-filled breasts and drink my milk and if I would play with and suck their cocks."
"We both knew that some touching would be involved in my new arrangement, but I’m afraid that I let things get out of hand today, and I got turned on and ended up sucking one of the model’s very large cocks. Then, when Darrell saw that my tits were leaking milk, he told me how we could make that extra money. I’m so sorry honey, but his big cock was pressed against my face, and I just turned and sucked it into my mouth before really even thinking about it. Say something. Can you ever forgive me for doing that?”
Ed just stared at me expressionless, and then hung his head slightly and said, “I’m not angry with you, Maria. I know what a hot and sexy woman you are, and I knew if we allowed touching that you would end up in some kind of sexual situation. I have never told you this before, but ever since we were married, and I saw how other men look at you, I have wanted to see you have sex with another man."
"I tried to hide my desires by acting upset by it. In the recent few months I have been reading stories at work on the internet about men who watch their wives fuck other men, and then even suck the cum from her pussy, and I wanted so much to have it happen with us. Please don’t be angry with me, honey, but I want to see you have sex with other men, and I want you to accept Darrell’s offer for more money.”
I was stunned at Ed’s revelations, but also pleased that I would be able to pursue my lust. I then said, “You must know that if I let those men suck my milk-filled tits, I won’t be able to stop with just sucking their cocks. I will get so turned on that I’m sure to fuck them too. Is that what you want, and do you really want to suck their cum from my pussy?”
Ed looked a little sheepish when he replied, “Oh, honey, I want so much for you to suck and fuck other men, and given the chance I know that I will suck their cum from your pussy.”
I went to the studio on Monday and told Darrell that I wanted to make the extra money and would like to that today. I didn’t tell him that Ed had agreed to any of it because I didn’t want word to get back to Marcel that Ed would allow that sort of thing. And he did not yet know that I would likely fuck the man in addition to sucking his cock. Darrell was ecstatic to hear the news, and we went into a separate studio where all the video equipment was set up.
Then he asked for a Spanish model named Bolivar to join us. We both started out in the same type of skimpy swim suits that we had worn on Friday. Bolivar is very muscular, and I saw from the bulge in the strip of cloth that barely covered his cock that it is big and thick, even when soft. Darrell undoubtedly wanted to film me sucking his huge cock since it would make the film more valuable.
We started off sitting on a bed with Bolivar sitting next to me fondling my breasts. Then he reached behind me and released my top, and my full and round DD tits swung into full view. He laid me back on the bed and leaned over to suck my tits, and the milk started flowing immediately.
Bolivar let some of the milk escape from his mouth for the camera to capture it running down my tits to my stomach, and I was starting to thrust my hips from him sucking me. I then pulled away from him for a moment and leaned down to suck his huge cock into my mouth, and it had to be at least ten inches long and as thick as my wrist. I sucked him for a few minutes and then rolled over on my back and pulled him on top of me.
Darrell could hardly contain his joy when he saw Bolivar resume sucking my tits as he lined his massive cock up to my pussy and pushed in the head and the first few inches of that thick brown meat. He slowly began thrusting into me, getting more of his cock into me on each stroke, and I finally felt his cock pressing against my cervix. No one but me knew that Bolivar would probably be fucking me, and Darrell and his crew were still surprised and watching that huge cock pounding me.
Bolivar didn’t last very long, and within just five minutes he pushed that monster all the way into my adulterous cunt and I felt his cock pulsing as he sprayed his cum right into my cervix. He held himself in me until his cock started to soften, and when he pulled out the camera zoomed in on his big load of cum draining from my cunt. I then leaned over and took Bolivar’s slimy cock into my mouth, and cleaned it of all our juices, and Darrell got some close-ups of that as well.
I didn’t even try to cover myself up, and just lay on the bed enjoying the feeling of just being fucked by that big cock. Darrell came up and sat on the bed and said, “Maria, I had no idea that you would be receptive to him fucking you. This opens a whole new realm of possibilities for you and us. Does Ed know that you were going to go this far?”
It didn’t seem to make sense to hide the truth anymore, so I told him that Ed had agreed to me being fucked and that he even wanted to suck the cum from my pussy. Darrell got a big smile on his face and said, “Well, I might as well be truthful with you too. Marcel is a financial partner with me in this studio, and he has for a long time now been talking about how beautiful and sexy you are and how he wanted to get you to become a model for us."
"Then a couple of months ago the computer support group at his company found that Ed was visiting porn sites at work, so Marcel just had them monitor the activity for a while. He soon learned that Ed was reading a lot of cuckold stories at work, so we came up with this plan to slowly reduce his salary, while at the same time offering you more money. We hoped that once you got a taste of modeling you would be a natural at taking it to the limit sexually, and we were hopeful that Ed would unknowingly go along with the plan."
"Now that I know how far you are willing to go, we can make even more money by producing cuckold videos in addition to the lactation movies, and we should even be able to combine them. You will soon be making over twelve hundred dollars per day if you two agree to it. And if Ed is receptive to it, he could even be in the movies as your real cuckold husband sucking your pussy clean after you are fucked, and maybe even sucking the cocks clean of your fuck juices. But for now, I just have to have some of your sweet milk and pussy.”
Darrell pushed me back on the bed and began sucking my tits, as he easily pushed his big cock into my now well-fucked pussy. He sucked me and fucked me like a man possessed, and I was happy that he lasted a lot longer than Bolivar. I had two orgasms while he was fucking me.
He finally unloaded his Negro cum into me and said, “You need to keep all of this cum from Bolivar and me in your pussy for Ed to eat when you get home. If we allow him to fulfill his fantasies about eating other men’s cum from your cunt, then he’ll be more likely to join us in the cuckold movies.”
I was running a little later than usual after having fucked Bolivar and Darrell, so I covered my cum-soaked pussy with a pad and headed home. Ed was already there, and I said, “Come to bed with me right now, honey, I have a surprise for you. Just lie back on the bed and close your eyes.”
When Ed was in position, I moved above him with my thighs on each side of his head, and then said, “Open your eyes and mouth. I was fucked by two huge cocks just before coming home, and I want you to see my pussy covered with and full of cum and enjoy sucking it from me.”
Ed looked up and smiled as I lowered my cunt to his mouth, and he covered my labia with his mouth and sucked all of their cum out of me. I pressed down hard on his face, and I know that he enjoyed the feeling of almost being smothered by my pussy and all the fuck juices, and I moved back and forth fucking his face until I had another very wet orgasm that gave him even more juice to swallow. After he thoroughly cleaned my pussy and the remnants of their cum on my thighs, we sat next to each other on the bed and discussed all that had happened.
I explained everything to him about how I fucked Bolivar after he sucked my milky breasts, and then how Darrell also had to have a piece of my pussy as well. I also let him know that Marcel and Darrell were partners and they had worked together to get me the modeling job and to encourage my participation in sexual activities with other men, all after finding out that Ed was reading cuckold stories at work. Ed was happy with the way things had turned out and even happier with my potential to make over twelve hundred dollars per day.
Ed went to work early on Monday to talk to Marcel about us making the cuckold movies. They agreed that Ed could keep his job at the company with the reduced hours that allowed us to keep our health insurance, but that for the immediate future and until work picked up, he would spend much of his time with me at the studio making porn videos. We started that same day making the videos, and although Darrell started out using male models, he soon found a way to make it even more profitable.
Darrell discretely advertised for men who had a desire to suck breast milk from a woman and fuck her, if they were willing to be filmed while doing it. They were charged anywhere from five hundred to one thousand dollars per session to be with me. The typical scenario was of a salesman or repairman coming to the door, and after seeing the wet milk stains on my t-shirt, we would end up in my bed with them sucking and drinking my milk, while fucking me.
Those were just every day, horny men and many of the cocks were just average in size, but we also produced many sessions with the well-hung models. We even had some sessions with Marcel and Darrell, and I always enjoyed feeling their big, black cocks stretching my pussy to the limit. Ed was always in the background stroking his little dick while I was sucked and fucked, and then Darrell would get some very nasty close-ups of Ed sucking their cum from my pussy and sucking the cocks clean of our combined juices. We also started making videos including two or more men at once, and Ed soon became a fluffer, sucking their cocks to get them hard to fuck me.
We continued making videos that way for about a year until the work picked up at his company, and then Ed resumed his job as an engineer. He still made some videos with me in the evenings and on weekends, but we found other men willing to pay to play the part of the cuckold in the movies, and I continued making the videos for many years. In addition, Ed was always willing to suck Marcel’s big, black cock at work, and he was by then totally addicted to tasting and swallowing cum.
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Group SexOF COURSE IT ALL MADE SENSE. Logical. Not to mention, the only thing we could do. Not only were Lissa’s kids sick, she was coming down with it, too. She simply wouldn’t—or couldn’t—travel. I decided on the spot that I wouldn’t go either but the heated argument that ensued left me at three to one against my canceling the trip. Lissa said she would send instructions to Allison on coaching me through my first round. Sam would be headed out on Tuesday, but there was no way he’d make the early...
IN THE MORNING, Allison was all business, and she proved herself an efficient coach/manager. We were up early and headed for United Center where the Bulls play basketball and the Blackhawks play hockey. They bring in big boxes to set up each racquetball court complete with floor and ceiling. The one at center court was Plexiglass so spectators could sit around on three sides. The end wall was solid. With the seating pulled back to the hockey boundaries, there was room to set up twelve...
AS SOON AS I GOT OUT of the arena and we headed back to our room, I started texting Lissa and Melody to tell them what had happened during the morning. It was so cool. I knew Melody was still in class, but I expected a response from Lissa. It didn’t come for quite a while. Then... “I’m so sick. Boys are running around like crazy. Jack and I are taking turns puking in the bathroom. Wish I was there. Congrats.” I was going crazy. It was just coming up noon on the coast and I waited till it...
I CRASHED AND BURNED against the thirteenth seeded player from Loyola Marymount in my first match of the morning. I played well, but I was just plain out of my league. The guy had an incredible match. It made me wonder how I’d ever managed to hold my own against Karl on Monday morning. I guess I just wasn’t in the zone. That put the pressure on for my next match. I had no time for remorse, as the next elimination round was at eleven and I was fighting for my life. This was another of the...
ALLISON’S EYES BURNED INTO ME. I cringed, at least in my head—yeah, if looks could kill. I could almost feel my brain frying. Great timing. Does this feel right? “I hope you mean: are you hard; am I wet; and is your cock lined up to penetrate my steaming twat?” Allison growled. She thrust her hips toward me, trying to force me into her. I backed off. I wasn’t teasing, exactly. Crap! What was I doing? “I’ve wanted this for a month, Tony. It feels good. Don’t get all moralistic on me now.” “I...
ALLIE LEFT THE SHOWER before I did and used the hair dryer. I kissed the back of her neck as I slipped past her out of the bathroom. I dressed for a day with the ‘rents and held a whispered conversation with Lissa and Melody before Melody had to go to class. The two-hour time difference meant that I caught them just after they’d stepped out of the shower. “Well, lover-boy, how did it go last night?” Melody asked. “Not like you expected,” I said. “You mean you didn’t... ?” “Not...
“WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?” Lissa asked. We were cuddled in the bed, hot and sticky from hours of making love, but unwilling to break the contact among us for even as long as it took to go to the shower. The two-hour time change for Lissa and Melody had worked in their favor as midnight didn’t seem late and one a.m. was still prime time. “We could just stay like this and order room service again,” Melody suggested. She was completely relaxed and still enjoying having me attend to her right...
“MELLY!” LEXI SAID as she approached us across the hotel lobby. When she released her mother from a hug, Melody went on to the formal-looking man behind Lexi and greeted her father. Who wears a suit on vacation? I thought. “Hi, Daddy,” she said, smiling at him. He didn’t hug her, but put both hands on her shoulders and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. Lexi had moved on to give Lissa a hug and then smiled at me and did the same. She glanced over her shoulder as if to make sure her husband...
A BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE was on ice in our room with three glasses and a box of dark chocolate truffles. The truffles were my Dad’s idea and he’d taken care of it. “More of Allie’s admirers?” Lissa asked, surprised. I acted all innocent and just shrugged my shoulders. “Was she singing or having an orgasm?” Melody asked. “Mmm. Truffles!” We decided to take a shower before we indulged in any kind of decadence, but the lure of champagne and chocolate—and our overfilled stomachs from pizza—kept...
“TONY!” DAMON YELLED into my ear. I held the phone away slightly. I’d surprised the boys by calling to read them a bedtime story over the phone. “Did you go away?” he asked. “Just for a while, buddy,” I explained. “I needed to come and visit my mommy and daddy.” “Meddy is with Gramma Lexi,” Drew supplied. He was already sounding more grown up than when I left him. “When you coming home, Tony?” Damon asked. “We miss you.” I almost broke down crying. “Soon, buddy. Soon.” I’d been home...
AT SIX-THIRTY SHARP, a bright red pickup truck came tearing down our driveway in a cloud of dust. Beth’s Dad bought her the 4x4 for her eighteenth birthday. “Boys love girls in trucks,” he’d said as he handed her the keys. We’d all laughed because she had to have the seat customized so she could reach the pedals and still see out the windshield. Beth barely topped five feet, but she loved that truck. I stepped off the front porch and sauntered toward where she’d stopped, but I was still...
“OH MY GOD!” she gasped. She stood studying the painting. “Oh my god,” she repeated. She moved back from the painting and then moved forward again. “Oh my god.” She sat on the foot of my bed. “She’s crying for you. God, Tony, why is your girlfriend crying for you. She’s begging you. Oh my god.” Tears ran from Beth’s eyes. “Beth. Hey Dumpling,” I said as I stroked her shoulder. “That isn’t my girlfriend ... exactly.” “Exactly? What does that mean? Wait!” Beth hadn’t stopped looking at the...
I STOOD IN THE DOORWAY, staring again at the little twin bed in the room I’d grown up in—Allison’s picture no longer draped. I’d been ‘home’ for more than a month and I wasn’t sure how I could bear to go into this room again. I had to talk to Mom and Dad today about going back to Seattle. And somehow I had to get Melody there with us. Mom and Dad had come in to see the painting when I told them about the unusual night I had with Beth. Dad had given me a hug. Not just a squeeze or a man-hug,...
SUNDAY AFTERNOON, I was getting a little anxious. After a weeklong, 3,000-mile roundtrip to Boston, I was bringing my girlfriends—my family—home to my parents’ house in Nebraska. I pointed out sights to them as we entered Nebraska. From the time we turned west on U.S. 30, I was like a three-year-old at the steering wheel, even pointing at the horses and cows in the field. “There’s where I went to high school,” I said. “Man, it’s changed already. Big renovation this year.” “Aw, that’s...
MOM’S IDEA of a little Fourth of July barbecue amounted to about thirty people gathered in our backyard gabbing and eating for six hours. Many of the people who were watching the game in the morning were also at the barbecue. In addition to ribs, burgers, and dogs on the grill, Mom had baked apple, cherry, and strawberry/rhubarb pies. Everyone who came brought food, too. It was a Midwestern spread that you can only dream about in Seattle. Baked beans, potato salad, deviled eggs, macaroni and...
I THOUGHT ABOUT TALKING the girls into losing their jeans, but it was cute the way they were wading in the creek with their pants legs rolled up. They continued to cluster around the rock where Beth sat and I figured that would be as good a setting as any. I got my sketchbook set and then plugged my mp3 player into a tiny speaker I’d seen advertised on late night TV a couple of weeks ago. It filled the clearing with an eerie note of flute music. “Shakuhachi!” Beth shouted. “Beautiful. A...
i found the story on the internet and just had to upload it here. Many thanks to GraniteBob© Jennifer, a young, blond, math teacher decides to check the status of some photos she and here husband had taken at the studio the day before as she returns from an appointment at a hair salon."Where's that husband of yours today? He's not chaperoning you around? Dangerous business leaving a pretty lady stroll around too long with all these lecherous Bahamian men around, you know.""Fishing, he's...
Dear Friends, Mere Ghar me Mere Alava Mammi-Papa aur ek Jawan Bahen hai. Papa ka Govt. Job Hone Ke Karan vah apni posting ki jagah akele rahte he, aur hum tino saher me rahte he. Badi City Hone aur paiso ki kami na hone ke karan hum log kafi modern rahte he, meri mammi aur bahen ma-beti kam bahene jyada lagati he.Dono kafi khule vicharo ki aur modern he, jabki me dikhane me Thoda Dabbu sidh dikhata hun, jabki mere dimag me hamesha hi sex ka bhut chada rahta he. Meri esi bholi surat ke karan...
I was feeling ashamed because I still was without a shirt. Komal and Rohit were laughing and cheering over there. They kissed each other and Rohit played with Komal’s breasts many times Komal grabbed Rohit’s penis over the jeans many times. This all seemed exciting but I was not that time. Sapna came back after a few minutes. She went directly to the shelf and picked some clothes from there. Now she came to the table where drinks and some food was and took a drink. She removed her t-shirt and...
The Bridal Photo Album As I sit here glancing through my bridal photo album I can't help but look back on that day and how it has changed my life forever. My name is Bonnie Lea Baker, but if you would have known me a month ago my name was Brad Sanders. I was a branch manager of a local bank, a loving husband and a great neighbor. I was also a closet cross dresser. I had been dressing in my sister's clothes since I was very young. I tried to be very discreet about it, hoping that no...
My wife Denise and I have lived in the Dallas suburbs for the past fifteen years, since graduating from college and moving here for jobs. We met at UT in Austin in our junior year and got married during the summer before our senior year. Our marriage at such a young age was the result of Denise getting pregnant soon after we started dating, and our daughter Danielle was born in the fall after our wedding.Our friends and family call her Dani for short, and she is now sixteen years old and a...
CuckoldSexy Shae is flying high as a professional on a daily basis from Vancouver airport to anywhere in the world.Sexy Shae is flying high in private as well, as long as her ass gets warmed well, by any proper professional.SEXY SHAE, showing her hot bare bottom: PHOTO #1: https://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/793917/12968226SEXY SHAE, fully nude waiting & wanting to be severely smacked by his holy caring cane as if it came from the hottest Heaven sexy Shae could dream of: PHOTO #2:...
When the photo was handed to Sr.Bertha it made her blush. She had seen nakedness before ,but everytime she was confronted by the nakedness of those she would soon bring to book she became quite excited inwardly.Sr.Bertha enjoyed nothing more that spanking the bare,beautiful bottoms of those who wished to repent their sins,indeed she also found the challenge of spanking those who hated been caught in their wicked ways a wonderful excitement an excitement that stayed with her for sometime...
Andy loved taking pictures of his lovely wife, Sally. The pictures often drew praise from friends and family, and this led to Sally thinking about a career in modelling. With Andy’s support, she took some modelling lessons and applied for work.It was disappointing at first. Many times an interviewer would ask her to remove her clothing; the result was always the same: either Sally stocked out in an angry fit or the company rejected her application. It was clear to both Sally and Andy that she...
Niece’s Photo Shoot Many years ago when my niece was only 5 or 6 years old, I would always hear her say, “Uncle Ron, when I grow up I’m going to be a model.” My reply was always the same thing, “Allison, if you put your mind to something, you can always reach your goals.” Many years went by and I must have heard her say the same thing over a hundred thousand times. She got a lot of encouragement from her family as she was very pretty with gorgeous blue-green deep penetrating eyes. She...
IncestThe Photo Shoot All rights reserved. Contents copyright 2018 © Paul Garland and Cerulean PublishingChapter 1“Does my bottom look big in this?” my wife said to me. It was the classic woman-to-man line, and she grinned at me as she said it, but she really was asking for my opinion. “Seriously, does it make me look fat?”The dress Nicola was wearing was cobalt blue and fairly close-fitting. The skirt came to the knee but had a slit up one thigh and the top was cut low enough to show a small amount...
Hello my name is John, I just want to tell about the best night of my life and also the most erotic, night any man could ever have. Which involved the greatest strip show I have any seen? But first a brief history, of myself. I’ve just turn 30, I’ve never married and to be honest I’m not to good with women. I live alone in a small street. I’m not skilled in anyway. I work as a cleaner in a local school. I have a small group of friends who I meet with on most Friday nights. We have the same...
Straight SexWe were sitting in the living room after supper, sipping some wine when we decided to look at our joint profile on Fetlife (Pixie_and_Daddy). We wanted to respond to messages that we might have received and look at photo comments. That task took us about thirty minutes, just as we were about to log-out of our profile, I suggested to Barb that we compose a post looking for a paid photo shoot for her.She was somewhat cynical about the idea but finally agreed so we sat there working on the wording...
TrueThe Old Photo Written by Dauphin http://dauphinsworld.activeboard.com/ [email protected] Day One It was a strange photo. I was at an auction together with my Dad. He loved old things that he could fix, and make them look like the time they were new. Antiques have charm. Modern things look the same and you can see they are mass-produced. You can see the small details and the love of things that people put in things in the past. I know that many would say that antiques smell...
As Tamina sat at her desk going over the final plans for the next photo shoot for Emily Styles line of clothing, her mind started to wander back six months to the first photo shoot that they had done for this client. Their regular photographer was unable to do the shoot so her boss had hired his old college roommate to do the shoot. She and Robert, the photographer, had a torrid love affair for three months but then he disappeared without a word. At first, Tamina had been angry but slowly the...
Office SexMy wife Sue has an exceptionally sensual body and she knows it. She is especially proud of her cunt which has unusually large lips of very dark skin and a fleshy mound which protrudes from the front of her groin. When she wears tight trousers her outline is clearly visible and the seam splits her lips, showing the fleshy bulge on each side as it cuts into her, splitting her cunt lips. She is tall with longish, fair hair, large brown eyes and high cheek bones which give her a striking...
We are a normal couple, married, no children. We live in a flat in Oakland Hills, California. We are dedicated to our work, our family and lifelong friends. Sara, my wife whom I met in college, is a very nice, innocent and welcoming person. She always finds the positive side of everything and she thinks that there is no evil in the actions of others. Our friends and relatives tease her a lot since she believes everything they tell her. She has brown hair, blue eyes, 5’4” with a good-looking...
family Photo FunbyJustin_Thyme©Dinner was finished, the dining room and kitchen were cleaned up and the entire family had moved into the family room to watch a couple of our favorite shows on TV. We, of course, are my husband Terry, 42, our daughter Annie who was 19 last Saturday, our son Bill, 19 soon to be 20, and myself Jessie, 40. Both of the k**s were home on summer break from the state university, and had been quite successful in finding jobs that allowed them the freedom to be at home...
Latisha wasn’t like every other girl on the block. She had a wild side, that she kept a secret, and never talked to anybody about. Every girl should have a private collection hidden away somewhere. A video or photo-shoot of some sort, that she had never done before, and had the courage to do with a professional photographer. She always wanted a nude photo shoot, but had to do it discreetly. She knew a photographer who also had a discreet side. They were friends for some time now and she phoned...
Latisha wasn’t like every other girl on the block. She had a wild side, that she kept a secret, and never talked to anybody about. Every girl should have a private collection hidden away somewhere. A video or photo-shoot of some sort, that she had never done before, and had the courage to do with a professional photographer. She always wanted a nude photo shoot, but had to do it discreetly. She knew a photographer who also had a discreet side. They were friends for some time now and she phoned...
Oral SexMARRIED WOMAN AND THE PHOTO SHOOTMy name is Jane and I have been married to my husband John for over 20 years,And life is so good,My husband and I have a great relationship and the sex is always so good we have over many years found different ways to spice up our sex life,I currently work park time in a hotel as a receptionist but many years ago I was a model for a major catalog company and have always maintained my figure and looks,My husband always says that I still look good as I did 20...
MARRIED WOMAN AND THE PHOTO SHOOTMy name is Jane and I have been married to my husband John for over 20 years,We have two young boys and life is so good,My husband and I have a great relationship and the sex is always so good we have over many years found different ways to spice up our sex life,I currently work park time in a hotel as a receptionist but many years ago I was a model for a major catalog company and have always maintained my figure and looks,My husband always says that I still...
Mall Photos By Marathon Dan [email protected] They call me Dina. It's a common name that hints at my family's heritage from the Middle East. A very common Hebrew and Arabic name. Of course my long dark black hair and olive complexion and voluptuous figure are something of a hint also. I'm a 3rd generation American, now running my family business in a large suburban Southern California...
As part of my art degree course I had to complete a portfolio of photographs which followed a theme. I had spent so long thinking about it that I was running out of time. The other day I came across some pictures by Frank Wallis on the Net. They were of nude and semi-nude women taken on the streets of New York. Most if not all were in public places. It was after seeing them that I decided that I wanted to try something similar. Unfortunately none of the models from college were interested. It...
"Tyler?" "Oh god he's so cute." "Not worth it though. I chased him for a year. He likes to brag about how he once kissed three different girls the same day." Carol giggled. "I was one of them..." Kelly was only half listening. These kinds of conversations tuned her out. Not that she didn't like guys. She quite did, in ways that the other girls probably didn't even suspect- "Kelly! We're talking to you!" "What?" "Are you going to break up with Jack?" Was she going to...
The girls were lounging in the common room, their bare legs glistening along the armrests."Tyler?""Oh god, he's so cute.""Not worth it though. I chased him for a year. He likes to brag about how he once kissed three different girls the same day."Carol giggled. "I was one of them..."Kelly was only half listening. These kinds of conversations tuned her out. Not that she didn't like guys. She quite did, in ways that the other girls probably didn't even suspect-"Kelly! We're talking to...
Teen“Dad, did you call me?” Chelsea shouted as she bounced down the stairs. She was in her blue and white polka dot bikini on the way to the backyard pool. “Yes, I did.” Her father’s voice came from his downstairs office. “Come in here for a minute.” Her bouncing steps slowed to a walk. He didn’t sound mad, but that wasn’t any guarantee he wasn’t mad about something. She readjusted her bikini top before walking into his room. She knew the top was too small for her bust line, but she wasn’t quite a...
IncestA very eerie silence settled over the university once all the students had departed for the holidays. A couple of coffee shops in the student center remained open to serve the handful of students living off campus not traveling, but the dorm area was totally deserted. Even most of the RA's had left. A couple of her co-workers were coming back right after New Year's, but Cecilia was the only RA who would spend the entire Christmas break in the dorm. The dorm's manager decided to make her...
“I have an idea. Let’s go into the bedroom and while we are having sex I will shoot some pictures of us while we are doing it.” “Are you crazy or what?” “No. Let’s go do it. Come on. It’ll be erotic.” “That seems weird to me.” “No, it’ll be cool. We’ve never done anything like that before. ” “Yeah…. But, it’s weird. Nobody is going to see these photos, are they?” “No. No. They are just for us.” So, we went into the bedroom and lay on the bed. Karen, who would later become my wife years later,...
Wife LoversIf you looked for a sexy, feminine, human dynamo with spectacular artistic talent, Brite Reber would flawlessly fill the bill. She lived outside St. Cloud, Minnesota, and for the past five years had done business on her own terms. She commanded top-dollar for her photo sessions, and last I knew you had to book her at least two years in advance even if you were the queen of England, the President, or the newest movie star. "Jimmmm," she crooned into the telephone, responding to my name...
Photo Session Not my story but to hot not to share Tony Photo Session.I wanted to do something nice for my husband for our first anniversary, and I decided that a professional set of photos of the two of us would be really nice to have. So I looked around and made some calls and found a studio that really caught my interest. It was a one man shop, the owner had been a professional photographer for 30 years, he did all his own developing in-house, he specialized in romantic couple photos, and...
The house was silent except for the TV in the background. The k**s wereat camp for the next two weeks and Robert was away on a business trip. For a change I had nothing to do after a long day of work. I kicked off my heels, hopped into bed and picked up the house phone to call my best friend Jody, to catch up. "Hey girl, what's going on? Everything going okay with you, I haven'theard from you in awhile." "Yes, everything is good. I'm doing fine, just getting ready for datenight with hubby." "Oh...
The girls were lounging in the common room, their bare legs glistening along the armrests. “Tyler?” “Oh god he’s so cute.” “Not worth it though. I chased him for a year. He likes to brag about how he once kissed three different girls the same day.” Carol giggled. “I was one of them...” Kelly was only half listening. These kinds of conversations tuned her out. Not that she didn’t like guys. She quite did, in ways that the other girls probably didn’t even suspect— “Kelly! We’re talking to...
I just found this very sexy Miley Cyrus Story at the internetCopyright goes to "I Love Miley." I hope you guys like it!Allow me to begin telling this story by giving you a background about myself. I'm a 32 year old British photographer, residing in Los Angeles, California. I've done numerous photo shoots for Vogue, Victoria's Secret and Guess, along with some other high end fashion magazines. I've photographed a legion of celebrities, ranging from the likes of David Beckham to Angelina Jolie....
Up Skirt Photo Machine I could not believe the success of my “Up Skirt Photo Machine.” I rolled it up next to the entrance to the shopping mall and stood back. At first the girls seemed leery of it. They read my sign and giggled. Then all of a sudden there were ten girls lined up to use it. My sign read, “Please stand on the marks, look at this sign, and then press the button with your thumb. Thank you for your cooperation.” They lined up like cattle to the slaughter. They...
Astrid Wagner checked her small to-do list as she walked out of the Central Avenue Bank. The thirty-nine year old redhead had been running errands all morning and only two items remained. The last was to pick up groceries and would be done on her way home. That just left dropping off two rolls of film to be developed. Checking her coupon wallet, she found the discount certificate she remembered getting in the mail earlier in the month. Despite the substantial insurance settlement following her...
The Photo Shoot All rights reserved. Contents copyright 2018 © Paul Garland and Cerulean PublishingChapter 2It was only a couple of days to Nicola’s photo shoot, and I think I was more nervous than her when Wednesday finally came round. Not nervous of the shoot itself, more about seeing Eddie and Leanne again. I was worried that I would give something away somehow - that Nicola would somehow read me and figure out that something had happened. Or what if one of the people at the studio let...
All arrangements for a photo shoot was there. Sapna came there behind me and rushed to lockers at the side of the wall. She opened one and pulled out a t-shirt. She removed her lehenga there and I could see her back naked as she saw me in the bathroom a few minutes ago. And she wore that t-shirt and a panty. That was a long t-shirt and cover her till knees. Now she came to me and said –“Listen we have to do a photo shoot in a few minutes. My assistant is on leave so I told Ibrahim (Boss-who...
Photo Session. I wanted to do something nice for my husband for our first anniversary, and I decided that a professional set of photos of the two of us would be really nice to have. So I looked around and made some calls and found a studio that really caught my interest. It was a one man shop, the owner had been a professional photographer for 30 years, he did all his own developing in-house, he specialized in romantic couple photos, and the prices were right.Before springing the surprise on my...