Big Bear and White Dove Or Winter in the Mountains
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The Winter White Out - Part 3 of 3 (Read Parts 1 & 2 first)
I could not see much except for Jamal's enormous set of balls hanging downwards. Cynthia's thighs stretched outwards on the side of his and her legs dangled towards the floor. I saw her arm move and then heard, “Owwww.... Owwww... It's too big!”
One of Jamal's hands suddenly shot around her waist and the other around her back at breast height. He pulled hard on her and at the same time I saw his buttocks jut forwards fast. Cynthia screamed out, “Ahhahhahhhahhahhaaa!!! Ahahhahhahhaaaaa!!!! Oh Fuck! Its so big! Ahahhahhaaaah!!!”
His buttocks moved backward once more then again thrust forward fast and hard, her arms flailed about over and over as she cried out once more.
You gonna take all of it!” Jamal said and take it she did.
His buttocks began moving backward and forward methodically, Cynthia squealed and moaned as he kept her pressed hard against him taking her.
“Yea baby... That's it. You take that shit and love every inch of it... Yea”, Jamal said.
“Take her legs and spread her wide.”, he demanded, the bartender and Trey grabbed her legs by her calves and lifted them upwards and outwards holding them against their chests.
“Jimmie, get'n back of her and hold her up.” he demanded.
Jim climbed up on a bench seat and then climbed atop the table kneeling behind her. Jamal let her slowly downwards until her head was resting on Jim's chest and he wrapped his arms around her stomach holding her tight to him.
I could now see Jamals big black dick up inside my sweetheart's pussy clear as can be.
“I hope you' good and high baby as you gonna get the best fuckin' you'se ever had.” Jamal said.
I heard her say, “Plll... Plllease... Let mmm meee g-get on t-top of y-you.”
Jamal would have nothing of it. As though someone flipped a switch to an on position Jamal's hands grabbed Cynthia's waist and he began pounding his 10 inches of thick black meat in and out of her hard and rapid. The slap of his body against her's could clearly be heard along with her continual torrential moans and screeches as he relentlessly took her.
Cynthia'sr buttocks and thighs bounced and recoiled in response to the concussions, his buttocks moving to and fro in rapid succession inwards and out as his balls smashed against her buttocks.
In mere moments Cynthia burst into orgasms, an enormous splash of liquid burst forth from her pussy and ran down Jamal's balls spilling unto the table and floor accompanied by ear curling screams and shouts from her. Her body convulsed and shook but Jamal did not relent for a single moment.
The men were shouting, “Fuck that white pussy! Look at that shit! She's squirting! Make that pussy cum! Fuck her good!”
Jamal was reaching a climax point and grabbed feverishly under Cynthia's buttocks pulling her hard into him whilst lifting himself upwards using his feet, legs and toes holding her there for a moment and then repeating. He literally was lifting her off the table impaling her on his pulsating 10 inches. The cries she yelled out were unforgettable.
As he lifted her off the table each time she let out a ear piercing long “Aaaaaaaaaahhhhwwwwkkkkk!” sound quite similar to the bird, a crow but much louder. Over and over as he thrust her up upon his stiff black penis she let out the sound again and again.
Apparently it was more than Jamal could take. Suddenly he yelled out, "F-fu-fuckin' S-Shit!" and his sperm let loose deep into my baby's belly. With each thrust more and more white semen stuck to his black penis as he thrust upwards lifting her off the table and shooting his load deep into her belly.
Jamal was yelling out, “Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhgggg”, “Take that shit! Take it!” and she continued to scream like a crow, “Aaaaaaaaaahhhhwwwwkkkkk!”. “Aaaaaaaaaahhhhwwwwkkkkk!”. “Aaaaaaaaaahhhhwwwwkkkkk!
I do not know how many times he ejaculated his sperm inside her, perhaps 10 or 12 times before relenting.
Quickly he removed his penis from her, soaked, wet and coated in his bright white semen. Stepping aside Jamal literally collapsed into a bar chair.
“You gotta get this!” Trey said to the man with the cellphone and he quickly came around to the front of her. Both Trey and the bartender had kept her spread wide open.
I could clearly see everything once more.
Cynthia's head resting on Jim's chest, spittle hanging from her open mouth running down upon Jim's chest. Her teeth occasionally chattering, her breasts, torso, arms, buttocks, thighs and legs twitching and shaking in orgasmic spasm after spasm.
A literal river of his thick seed was emerging from between Cynthia's legs easily an inch wide. Just when I'd thought her quivering and shaking was subsiding she'd violently spasm once more causing more of Jamal's sperm to burst forth from inside her and flow down her pussy into the crack of her buttocks.
“Look at that shit! Have ya' ever?” Trey said.
The bartender said, “I've never saw a bitch cum like that.”
“You done a number on her!” Trey said to Jamal.
They held her that way several minutes as she continued to twitch, quiver and orgasm.
When they finally released her and she lay atop the table limp and quivering her chest heaving up and down gasping for air. A literal puddle of his sperm had collected on the table some dripping towards the floor.
The men talked to one another in a circle several minutes drinking their beer. I could not hear what was being said. The bartender walked over to Cynthia who still lay limp on the table, her legs hanging down towards the floor. He scooped her up in his arms and she was carried off through a doorway at the back of the bar and all the men followed.
I heard mumbles and laughs but nothing discernible for at least a half an hour. Then the bartender reappeared and grabbed several beer bottles and a wine bottle and headed back through the doorway.
I tried to look for a clock but did not see one. I tried to struggle to break free of the chair but to no avail.
More time passed and once again the bartender came out from the doorway. He waved his hand at me and grabbing more beer and wine headed back through the doorway. It seemed like at least another hour, perhaps more passed and I continued to hear mumbled talk and laughing. I could swear some of the laughter was Cynthia's, her laugh is quite loud and unique.
When the bartender came out yet again for more beer he said to me, “She's one wild lady mista'. Dont worry, she fine in more than a few ways.” laughing and again disappearing through the doorway.
Finally, I began hearing new sounds and they sounded like people having sex. Moans, cries, screams, grunts all of it. I cannot say how long this went on. Clearly it was well in excess of an hour, perhaps even two. It's funny how one can loose track of time when there are no references.
Jarad and Trey emerged from the doorway walked up and stood on either side of me. Picking up the chair they carried me through the doorway still bound to the chair. As I entered the room I was literally shocked by what unfolded before my eyes.
There were at least twelve men and three women including Cynthia all going at it, a literal orgy. Cynthia was the only Caucasian person there and appeared to be getting special attention due to it! Jim and the other Caucasian man had apparently left the pub.
Cynthia was atop the bartender riding him her buttocks facing towards his head sliding herself backward and forward along his length. Another African American I'd not saw before had his penis in her mouth whilst she jerked her hand up and down its length. Two other's stood off at her side one of which had a handful of her blond hair and was jerking himself off with it, the other also working his staff pointed right at her chest. A short distance aware was a woman with a digital camcorder apparently filming it all.
Some of the others in the room were engaged in sex on a couch while others sat around a table all nude drinking and talking.
Cynthia's back was towards me and I could see her going back and forth on the bartenders penis his curly jet black pubic hair soaked with semen and his manhood also covered in white sauce. Muffled moans and hummed muffled tones came from her as she took the other mans staff in and out of her mouth whilst her hand worked his length.
Needless to say, this was not easy for me to see and again I'd tried break free of my bonds to no avail.
Soon the man jerking himself off with her hair in hand grunted and groaned as his body spasmed ejaculating his load apparently into her hair and scalp.
Mere moments later the man with his penis in her mouth grabbed the back of her head holding it tight with one hand. I heard a muffled gag, a cough and another gagging sound. I then noticed her head was pressed hard against him and rather upwards. Thoughts reeled in my head. Maybe he's small, either that or is his penis down in her throat?
I was in a literal state of shock in seeing all this.
“Here he is Cynthia!” Trey shouted.
Her hands pressed against the man's legs and he withdrew from her mouth.
Cynthia's hips and torso pivoted around towards me and I began see the cum all over her face, in her hair and her glistening breasts and chest. She coughed once more, then she wretched similar to a cat coughing up a hairball. “Aahhcckgllrrrck...” and white semen burst forth from her lips in thick stringy strands falling atop her chest and breasts. Using her hand she wiped the stands away from her lips and over her chest and then wretched once more, "Ahllllgllluchhhkkk" and another mouthful burst forth which she caushgt with her hand and then wiped onto her already soaked breasts.
“H--- Hi l-l-lover.” she said and smiled.
I COULD NOT BELIEVE WHAT I WAS SEEING!
She coughed a few more times and a bit more semen came forth from her lips, strands of the man's seed now dripped in goey strings from the roundness of her breasts unto her thighs.
The other black male took a step sideways getting back in front of her. He stepped forward and started jerking himself frenzied. His penis let go and a significantly thick spray of white cum struck her soaked glistening chest. Another and then another sprayed unto her. Another burst forth striking her cheek and spraying across diagonal across her nose, into her left eye ending in her blond hair. Cynthia's hand instinctively came upwards but not in time as another spray hit her lips and went upwards across her face.
When I was finally able to really get a good look at her there was cum in her hair, all over her face and lips and her chest and breasts were literally dripping in men's cum.
“She smiled at me. We decided to invite you!” Cynthia said.
IMAGINE HEARING THAT FRIEND READER!
She stood up walked over and stood in front of me for several moments allowing me to take it all in. I have no clue how many men she was with or that had came on or into her. In a way, it was sorta like I did not even know who she was... Really!
There was white sperm and chunks of sperm like cottage cheese on her face, in her hair, all over her chest, breasts and stomach. Her pubic hair had thick chunks of the cottage cheese sperm ground into it. Her pussy was literally dripping and her inner thighs were soaked, chunks of the cottage cheese sticking to them.
She knelt down and began taking my pants off. There was not a thing I could do or say with tape still over my mouth. Down her mouth went on me licking and sucking at my 8 inches.
Her head popped up to look at me with her sperm covered face. “I learned how to do this!” she said.
She went down again on my penis then stopped, suddenly I felt it slip into her throat and saw her face fully pressed against my pubic hair. Up and down she went rapidly and I exploded. She did not relent. Her head snapped up and down rapidly as gurgling sounds emerged. I saw my sperm burst forth from her mouth all over my pubic hair sticking to her face. In a matter of a minute I exploded once again and she finally let up on me.
She looked up with my seed stuck all over her face and nose and said, “Doesn't that feel amazing honey!”
The woman with the camcorder walked over, “This is Janette.” Cynthia said. She wants to meet you.
Janette knelt down and started licking at me.
“I think you two will get along nicely!” Cynthia said. She walked back over to the bartender and started riding him again.
Then I noticed a clock, it was near 3 AM in the morning.
In scant time I was released from my bonds. Cynthia was right, Janette and I had a wonderful experience together along with her sister Janelle. I was then introduced to everyone there accordingly.
Here's whats really odd folks. Mere weeks before this Cynthia and I were arguing and talking about our sex lives. I was speaking of ways we might spice things up, perhaps even getting together with another guy, women or couple. She was quite resistant to the entire idea. Frankly, I had no idea what to expect but thought maybe it'd be something we should try. Then this happens and she's getting it on with several men and she's clearly loving it. Go figure.
In any event, we are all friends now and even had another get together already and it was interesting. I guess I had a nice time. I know I drank too much. Cynthia on the other hand told me it was the best sex she'd ever had.
Atop that, two days ago she said that she ran into Trey downtown. As you might recall, he's the rather heavy set fella. Turns out he's one of the construction bosses. He invited her up in the elevator of the building they are constructing.
She told me at first she was scared but he told her it goes up and down hundreds of times everyday. He invited her see the city and view from way up.
When they made it to the top she viewed the city from 38 stories up.
According to what she told me he dropped his pants, pinned her against the elevator wall, tore her panties off from under her dress then lifted her up and set her down atop it.
She told me he fucked her like that and then lifted her top off her and did her doggystyle.
“He was so fuckin' horny!” she told me, "he fucked me good."
“He made me suck him and swallow his cum and then get on top of him and fuck him.” she said.
“It was so freakin' erotic! I want to do it again! She said, “Maybe have him tie me up with two or three guys.”
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Love StoriesIt was the day before our expedition to Pickering was due to set off. Kelly, Kirsty, Kat and I were going and we were taking Will Hinds, Harry Wilton and Emma. Jim Bolton was also coming with us. Although he was now quite frail he wanted to feel useful and his military experience would be good for Will and Harry. He still had sharp eyes and would stay with the train on lookout duty. Katie and her group were all travelling and we would use both engines, with the same make up of carriages as...
At noon on Thursday, Miss Thompson's presence was requested at the principal's office. She arrived to discover a parent seated opposite the principal, dressed conservatively but expensively, with conservative but expensive jewellery. The wedding rings on her hand were expensive, elegant but not ostentatious. The contrast between her and the two educators, both of whom were wearing runners, ankle socks and minor jewellery, could not have been more strong. The Principal herself had decided to...
As the bright, invasive afternoon sunlight came streaming through my stained (with dust and dirt) glass window, I found myself spooning (and possibly forking) with my new dream girl, Winter Summer, whom I had met earlier at the Public Market. Rubbing my aching jaw from our earlier sexcapades, fearing I might have lockjaw then grinning like an escaped lunatic as I recalled her hairy pussy, suddenly so afraid she might be a werewolf I had to rush out to buy silver bullets (the ammo, not that...
HumorThe day began like all others, climbing out of bed at the crack of noon, devouring a Toaster Strudel and mayonnaise sandwich before braving the crisp Canadian weather by going to Vancouver's Public Market for fresh seafood now that I'm eating healthy. Along the way I passed a group of American hipsters vaping cannabis oil on a street corner, celebrating Tommy Chong's birthday. Damn Americans! Since Trump's election, they have flocked here like a silverfish infestation. Silverfish, that...
HumorNina sat idly flicking through a few magazines while she was waiting for her appointment with the dentist. For the last three years, she and her mates had hit Southern California beaches, where they swam, surfed, danced and drank themselves silly for about three weeks solid.This year Nina wanted something different, a much more relaxing and hopefully a more romantic setting place to visit. She closed her eyes for a moment, maybe somewhere with a lake, mountains, spa, hiking trails, and clear...
Seduction>?> > The coach just returned from his winter retreat with his special > boys. All the boys on the team want to go on the winter retreat of course, > but the coach only selects the very best. The boys who have maintained > strict control and discipline over their exercises and development. No boy > who has shot a load in the last six months gets to go on the winter retreat. > No boy who has spoken to a girl gets to go on the retreat. Only boys who are > totally focused and dedicated to the...
It was the first week of October 2013, I was working in the garden of my cottage on the edge of the Yorkshire Wolds near the coast. I hate gardening, always have done, but after last winter when potatoes reached £120 a pound on the black market, I decided that turning the garden, and a bit of the field behind the garden, with the agreement of the farmer who owned it, into a large vegetable patch was prudent. I was lifting the last of my potato crop and storing them for use during the winter....
I eyeballed Sandy Seaver two different ways. From the stands in The K and by tailing him. My first time in a baseball stadium. It was a revelation. An expensive revelation if I’d been paying for everything. Parking, tickets, food, beer. The little magazine that tells you ... um, baseball stuff. And, if I’d had little kids ... all those treats and souvenirs and whatever else they needed. I bet a family of four couldn’t get out of the park for under a couple of hundred bucks. But the scene...
The kids were hunched over the kitchen table moving black and white stones around a board. Gertie, sipping her Tanqueray, was watching with interest. I said, “What’s this?” Walker, shoehorning pity into a single word — a feat that only a teenager who had a slow mother could master — said, “Go.” I swatted the back of his head, “I know that, dumbbell, why are you playing Go?” Pilar, not looking up, said, “Gertie said that when AlphaGo beat Ke Jie, it was China’s Sputnik moment.” Walker,...
Two parallel investigations — sometimes intersecting, sometimes intertwined. The FBI, supervised by Ash Collins, was focused primarily on illegal weapons — manufacturing and sales. And chasing the gun money, possibly diamonds, around the world. Matt Striker, reporting to Constance Grayson, was all things Meriwether. Their PAC, their possible connections to Wexler and Hoffstatter. And, just maybe their connections to diamonds. I was, for now, relegated to the sidelines. Impatiently so. Ash...
The magic of Gaen seems closely bound to music and song while at the same time, Magic and Music each seem to be blooms from very different flowers. Beneath everything, they are very much of the same body. Mathematicians and musicians will both tell you this is true. Wizards will too, if you are in a position to ask them. Threes and fours, apart and in combination, especially in combination, have strong ties to the magic and history of Gaen. These numbers, especially in combination, seemed...
Sistine called me herself, bypassing Carmen. “Just heard back from G and G — they’re pretty exercised about something in those Rowley pages you sent to Carmen.” “Want me to go back in?” “Of course not — wouldn’t that be ... um, bending the law?” “Right, stupid thought.” Translation: okay, Winter, get your butt in gear and don your B & E threads. This time, photograph every work-related page you can uncover. Later for you, Nowak. I had a Dr. Samantha Rowley problem. The first time...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...
Got a thing for (hairy) amateur naked women nudes? AbbyWinters here we come! Mainstream hardcore pornography is something akin to the professional wrestling of sex. Or, to possibly put it a little more accurately, hardcore porn is to sex what professional wrestling is to violence. In other words, fake. Okay, sure, porn does not reach quite the same level of fakeness, but it is fake, nonetheless. I mean, the actors in a porno are, after all, actually fucking at least, whereas in pro wrestling,...
Premium Amateur Porn SitesNOTE TO READERS: This is a fantasy about the lovely, luscious Miss Hayden Winters. You may or may not know of her — she only just started doing porn a year ago, at the tender young age of eighteen. A caveat: Although I have bedded girls more than a decade younger than myself, I usually prefer women with some experience under their belt. The truth behind this tale is Hayden’s remarkable resemblance to Tracy, my high school girlfriend — I exploit this angle with a twist at the end of Part 3. ...
Winters in the Methow Valley were cold, sometimes bitterly so. Temperatures ranged well below zero. The snow would pile up two and three feet deep. It fell to Graydon to keep the driveway into the Wolf Creek homestead shoveled out when the snow got deeper than the sedan his step-father drove, or the panel truck, their faithful Blue Goose, could break through without chains. Graydon would wax the flat-bladed shovel and begin cutting blocks from the deep snow, lifting each, and heaving it to...
Being a trained professional, I decided to create a catalogue raisonné, an encyclopedia of what I knew, in the Atwater affair. Or believed I knew. I wrote down the names of a few people. Then, Nelson-Eamons. Then, St. Jeremy. Looked at all the blank pages. Closed the catalogue. Next project. Felicity said, “We have a tail. White Caddy. Escalade.” I forced myself not to turn around. “Can you get a license?” It’s a challenge to read backwards. Felicity went slowly, taking her time with...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
A week later... It only had been only a week since Stephanie and I had made love and during that next week I was riddled with guilt knowing for second time in less that year I had been unfaithful sexually to the woman who I really wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I didn’t really want to tell Jackie about what happened with Stephanie and I just week before because I had this overwhelming feeling this time around Jackie would decide to break up with me for sure. But like the old saying...