I bit her nipples harder than before taking care not to leave marks, and smacked her pussy repeatedly until she wiggled with pleasure, cumming in a wave of ecstasy and delight in one combined motion. I rubbed her clit until the wave ran out. Her eyes looked at me full of want. Lesbian
Did I know it was wrong? Of course I did.
But I justified to myself like this…
‘Would I like someone fucking my wife?’
‘No way!’
But right now I am not married. And I was just fucking. She was just another client. She was the one with a partner so it was her who was cheating not me.
Ella was 28. An African-American girl. A soft soul to most. She lived the highlife her city banker husband provided.
They ate out most nights and the highlight of Ella’s day was getting ready to go out a shopping trip or workout. Sometime she hung with the social set. That’s where she got my details from.
My name is Richard. I’m 44, fit and handy with my tools, if you know what I mean.
In theory I work as a handyman but really I have never fixed a thing except a customer’s yearning for a good fucking. I’m a woman’s entertainment. Where she can get what she needs and walk away clean. Well mostly.
I have met ‘the set’ as I call them, often. It seems that I am a rite of passage. Many times I have seen them together at lunch or dinner. Then I get call a booking me for a few hours of enjoyment.
Each one is different. Some want conversation; some bury my face in their pussy. Mostly they all have needs their husbands either can’t or just won’t scratch. And that’s where I come in.
Ella was beautiful. As I said, a soft soul to most. Except me. To me she was as nasty as the ladies from Sodom and Gomorrah. She took all I could give and always begged for more.
On this occasion she called and arranged for me to be at her place at 11am. Most have me there between 11 and 2.30pm after their partners leave and before school pick up.
I walked to the door with my tool belt around my hips. I rang the doorbell and Ella answered wearing a black flowing short dress. I knew what she needed me to fix.
As I walked in she closed the big door behind me.
Her place was beautiful – a marble staircase swooped around lined with original paintings and family photographs and leading up to heaven. To the left through an archway was a huge home cinema. Comforts included massive leather sofas, a large entertainment unit stacked with games, massive stereo with surround-sound and a flat screen TV that took up half a wall.
All of this at her disposal… and Ella was still unhappy.
Her husband put her on a pedestal and made soft, tender love to her nightly. But none of it was what she craved and needed. She loves her man with all her heart and would never leave him or want to hurt him in any way. She just needs, craves, to be taken and enjoyed, thrashed and used like a good woman should be.
As soon as I walked in I grabbed her and pushed her into the door, as it slammed shut. Lifting her up off the floor I shoved my hand up her dress and ripped away her tiny G-string. Ella partly resisted so I dropped her, grabbed her dress and ripped it off over her head tossing it to the floor.
Naked she was incredible - I was going to enjoy this.
Her nipples were as hard as rocks stook staring at me, begging to be touched. I unzipped my shorts and un-buckled my tool belt letting both drop down to my ankles.
‘Suck it bitch.’ I demanded.
She fell to her knees and grabbed my cock in her hands pulling it and shoving it in her full-lipped mouth. She sucked on it as if it would be the last cock she would ever suck with an enjoyment I have not experienced before or ever since.
My cock looked amazing disappearing into her chocolate coloured skin. She rubber my now hard cock all over her face and sucked it back into her mouth again.
‘What about my balls? Don’t leave them lonely. I shaved them just for you.’
In truth I keep them that way. She didn’t need to know. Her hungry mouth left my cock and went straight under my groin as I parted my legs wide. She sucked my balls into her mouth, her spare hand still pulling my cock. I was amazed at how eager she was.
I picked her up and carried her to the leather sofa and threw her on it.
‘On your knees.’ I demanded.
She looked unsure so I grabbed her, turned her around, hung her arms over the edge and pulled her hips back exposing her ready for me. Her pussy glistened and as a flower does each morning opening ready to receive the sunlight. She was ready to receive my cock. I rubbed her hole.
‘Do you like this you dirty whore? Like your cunt being played with you fucking bitch?’
‘Yes stick them in. Abuse it please!’ she said with a voice full of wanton lust. ‘Finger that dirty cunt hole.’
I shoved three fingers straight inside, finger fucking her doggie style. She moaned and I relentlessly scraped and pounded her inner walls with my finger until her cunt swelled, clenched and squeezed tight and her pleasure tipped her over until she came. And cum hard she did.
‘More! More! Fuck it, shove it in! Fuuuccckkk my cunt!’
Her dirty talk made me want to rip her even more apart so I shoved another finger inside her. My four fingers worked in and out rubbing her G-spot until the moisture dripping out of her hole collected on the lounge. She came again trying to hold it in to no avail.
‘You are so fucking dirty. Use that cunt use it good.’ she wailed as her body trembled. Her knees went weak as her orgasm subsided.
‘You said you have toys where are they?’ I asked.
‘In my room away from prying eyes.’ she said.
‘Well let’s get them.’ I said. She started to stand and walk off. I stopped her.
‘Well did you cum and make a mess? She looked down at the lounge.
‘Yes I did.’ Ella said her eyes cast down.
‘Well clean it up.’
She looked around for a cloth.
‘No lick it up. You made it you clean it.’
She walked back to the lounge and kneeled, her tongue lapped at the sweet nectar she had provided. Her arse poked in the air as she cleaned up her mess. When she finished she turned,
‘Thank you.’ she said with a smile.
That’s a good girl now my fingers.’
She opened her mouth wide I stuck two in at a time feeling the whole of her mouth, my fingers running along the inner cheeks and tongue. She sucked them hard her eyes lost in lust. Until one by one they were cleaned,
‘Let’s get those toys.’ I said.
She stood and turned dressed only in her high heels and headed up the stairs. After a couple of steps I slid my hand back into her crutch sliding straight into her already wet love patch. I fingered her until she came between their photo and a waterlily painting. She moaned hard as her body trembled.
‘Well up you go. Don’t stop crawl up the stairs’ I said. She did with every third step my fingers disappearing back inside her. She came three more times before we got to the top landing.
I rolled her over so she was lying on the cream shag pile spread wide. Her small, firm breasts looked fabulous, her nipples still yearning for action. She looked a treat that no man could ever resist, so I didn't. My cock was still hard and I needed some ebony to quell my desire.
I threw my shirt off and crawled over to her kissing and sucking her mouth, neck and chest. I spent time on her nipples rolling them in my mouth as my arm rested between her legs, which allowed her to rock and rub her cunt hole and clit against it.
My other hand rubbed her other nipple keeping it ready and hard waiting for its turn to be enjoyed. I bit a little harder and Ella moaned
‘Yes that’s it - harder. Bite it.’
The harder I bit, the more fiercely she rubbed her pussy on my arm. I moved from nipple to nipple my cock pointing at the thing I desired most. Ella.
My fingers now worked her nipples. She moaned loud.
‘Yes do it!’
The rougher I was the more she loved it.
‘More! More! More! Give me more!’
I started to suck her nipples again as my hand smacked her pussy. Soft at first then heating up with the motion of her moans.
‘Yes smack me! Smack that dirty hole. Smack it!’
I bit her nipples harder than before taking care not to leave marks, and smacked her pussy repeatedly until she wiggled with pleasure, cumming in a wave of ecstasy and delight in one combined motion. I rubbed her clit until the wave ran out. Her eyes looked at me full of want.
She stood and took my hand and led me to her room. She walked to the cupboard and pulled out a box.
‘These are mine. Simon has no idea about them.’
She put the box on her bed, opened it and pulled out a pussy whip with a purple handle and black leather straps, a buzzer and a white flesh colored dildo. She reached in one more time pulling out the biggest black double-ended dildo I had ever seen.
I tossed her onto the bed the toys falling beside us.
‘My turn first. I need some of you.’
‘My pleasure.’ she said and opened her legs wide.
‘Come on boy take it.’
I leant forward and slid my cock into her silky delight. Her pussy was hot, wet and tight from the abuse it had already encountered. It was about to get worse.
Shoving my cock deep inside her I laid on top fucking her. Our bodies rubbing together. Her nipples rubbing on my chest and her mouth biting my neck. Sucking and biting and kissing.
She was lost.
She was in my total control.
I fucked her this way for a while wondering if this was her normal position.
I sprung up to my knees and captured her legs on my shoulders and leaning forward I pushed then up towards her head. Her pussy lips parted wide again. I dove straight back inside.
‘Wow fuck, that’s good.’ I said. Ella smiled.
‘Enjoy it. Use it good’ she said.
I did. I pounded and pounded, opening her legs wide at times then closing again.
I pulled my cock out of this delectable thing sliding to the end of the bed. Pulling her down by the legs and spreading her legs wide I positioned her ready for more fucking. I relentlessly shoved my hard 8-inch cock inside this beautiful shaped woman she came over and over.
Her pussy danced all over my cock, which in turn was taking its toll, spreading her wide open and driving her over the edge again and again.
I saw the black dildo as I pulled my cock out of her spinning her around so her head now hung off the bed.
‘Use it!’ I said nodding at the black monster. She reached for it and pulled it to her mouth sucking and licking it coating it for the onslaught she was going to provide for me.
‘No stick it in you! Then lay your head back.’ I commanded. One side was long and really thick, much thicker then four fingers wide. The other end was much thinner. The rubber flecked about in her hands as she slid the big end inside cunt her slowly working it in and out.
‘Oggg ooowwww hhhhh its so big! Its… I'm so oooohhhhhh.’ she said.
I was enjoying this girl doing as she was told. She was so amazing, her husband was really missing out!
I slid my cock into her mouth and fucked her face with the same motion she was fucking her cunt with. Bit by bit I increased my pace and she followed until she was thrashing her cunt in an uncontrolled battering.
I held her face and head firm as I fucked her face as hard as she fucked her cunt. My cock disappearing deep into her throat muffled her screams of pleasure. I pumped her until she closed her legs around the tool waiting my next instruction as cum waves swept through her whole body her toes curling and releasing as she went.
I leant forward and pulled the rubber cock out of her.
‘Get on your knees slut!’ I commanded pulling her up putting her where I wanted her. She was my fuck my toy under my control.
‘Have you had fun you fucking slut?’ I ask looking deep into her eyes.
‘Oh fuck yes!’ she replied. ‘Monica was so right about you. You can seriously fuck.’
‘Well I want you ass. Get on your knees.’
‘No I am a virgin there my husband has never…’
‘That’s not my problem. On your knees!’ I demanded. ‘You don’t get to pick how I fuck you fucking dirty slut. Now move.’
She rolled over her head down and her holes up. I wasted no more time with her well-fucked cunt. It was her ebony arse I needed.
Sliding the tip of my head around the rim of her arse hole Ella pulled away.
‘Don’t be scared.’ I said. ‘I’m here to enjoy not totally damage you.’ I squirted lube in my hand sliding one finger then two into Ella’s tight arse.
‘Relax.’ I said ‘Breathe deep. You want this. Remember what you told me?... Fuck me hard and good. Don’t listen to no. Just pound me until I am a ball of quivering mess. I’m yours. Do what you will. Do you remember that?’ I said as I slapped her rounded arse cheek.
‘Well?’ I repeated as I slapped the other one.
‘Yes I remember. Do it. Finish me off make me a real slut.’
‘You were born one. You’re just living it out now.’
I slid my cock head inside her tight hole. It stuck to me like glue. I squirted lube on my cock and continued to slide in.
Ella didn’t move she stayed true like a proud dirty slut she was. Slowly but surely I worked in and out until I could move with ease Ella squealing like a stuffed pig bit still not moving.
‘Now play with your clit!’
She leant her shoulder on the bed so she could almost see me and rubbed her clit alternating with rubbing and smacking and pulling it in all directions. Her arse again tightened trying to push my invading rod out, just making me want it more.
Ella screamed.
‘I free I’m free fuck me, I’m free!’ she yelled as she shook with uncontrolled lust. She was cumming so intensely that she could only manage grunting sounds - words were no longer needed. Her orgasm sent waves through me, her arse milking my cock as I ploughed deep inside her.
Finally my legs shook and my butt clenched sending load after load of hot cum deep inside this anal virgin’s new fuck hole. I held her hips tight until the last drops of cum were out of me and deep inside her sweet well-fucked body.
I walked into her shower recess and washed off. Ella threw me a towel and headed out. By the time I was clean she had my clothes and tool belt on the bed her toys all packed away and the bed stripped.
I got dressed, my cock still hanging low, wanting more of this beautiful thing. But my job here was done. She walked over and picked up the picture beside the bed - them on their wedding day. I turned and started to walk down the stairs. Ella walked out behind me
‘Your envelope is in your belt.’
I smiled
‘Thanks. I hope to see you again next time you need something fixed.’
Ella smiled, leaning over the railing in a white see through gown.
‘Maybe one day.’
I walked back out into the sunlight closing the font door behind me.
The repairman and the cheating wife
I went down on my knees and opened his jeans. My heart was pounding and my nipples were painfully erect. I pulled out a thick cock - as muscular as his arms. This cock would rip me open. His hands were caressing my hair and he gently pushed his cock into my mouth. It was huge. I could hear him moan as I moved his dick inside my mouth. I was a cheating wife! Luxury
My husband had a very demanding job at the hospital and he was never home. As a surgeon in a renowned hospital in town, he would get phone calls even in the middle of the night, to rush out and try to save lives.
I was just 26 and at the height of my sexual desire. A couple of times my husband had left me in bed wanting more, as he rushed to the hospital. At my age all I wanted was sex-sex-sex, but my husband was not giving me enough, which disappointed me a lot.
There were times he would spend the night in the operating room and return home in the early morning. My attempts to initiate sex then would be futile, since he was too tired to satisfy me. I decided to purchase toys like vibrators and dildos, but they weren’t enough. I needed a man, breathing hot air while slamming hard into my pussy.
I loved my husband because he was a dedicated man and in my sexual hunger and desperation I would visit the hospital for a quickie, but even then I was not satisfied.
There is one incident that really broke the camel’s back and turned me into a shameless slut. My husband had been locked up performing surgery for over 24 hours. My hormones were going crazy.
I needed a man and fast.
I called my husband but he was not picking up. He had been working for over 30 hours. I decided to check up on him and take him a change of clothes. I had to wait 30 minutes before he could get a break. We went into the doctors’ quarter, where he could change. As soon as he closed the door behind us I jumped on him, planting hot kisses on his cold lips.
‘Baby, I want you. Please fuck me. Fuck me on this table right now,’ I begged.
Looking into his weary eyes, I started undressing to motivate him. I know my body was great, my boobs were pert and full and that morning I had shaved my pussy. This was enough to give any man a hard-on.
He sat down on the couch to watch me undress. When I pulled down my pants I saw a hint of interest in his eyes at the sight of my well-shaven, teen-like pussy. But it didn’t last long. I ran to him and tore off his shirt sending the buttons flying all over the room.
‘Baby I don’t have much time, I have to get back to surgery,’ he said.
His protest was too weak for my raging hormones and I fished out his cock. It was not yet erect but I knew with a little sucking it would rise to its towering length. In less than 30 seconds the long, hard dick filled my mouth and I knew I would get a nice fuck.
I had to ride him because he was too tired. All he had to do was keep that cock erect and inside me and leave the rest to me. I pushed him back on the couch and climbed on top of him, using my left hand I parted my pussy lips. Before his dick could go the full length inside me the pager and the intercom blared.
‘Dr Shepard, you are needed into room 567B, emergency, please hurry.’
Disappointment spread all over my face.
‘Fuck, you have got to be kidding me,’ I said in total frustration.
There was nothing my husband could do. He gently pushed me away, picked up the clean clothes I brought him and rushed out. I lay on the couch frustrated. I knew what he was going to do was important but so was fucking me.
‘Damn,’ I said.
It was 2.00pm when I got home and I wanted to go straight to bed. I didn’t even want to talk to anyone.
My mind was so occupied with my sexual hunger that I had forgotten about the house repairs I had organized.
A company van was parked outside the house and a strong muscular man was reading a newspaper in the driver’s seat.
‘Hello, ma’am. I was just about to leave. I was scheduled to start at 1.30,’ he said.
I mumbled an apology and headed inside, with the repair man following me. He was there to fix the water system, I guess. I left him to get on with his work and headed to the bathroom for a quick bath, then to bed. I dipped myself into the tub to try and drown my sexual frustration and completely forgot about him.
The water was soothing and I was feeling sleepy. It’s dangerous to sleep in a bathtub because you can easily drown, so I told myself I will just soak myself a little. I guess I must have fallen asleep because I was woken up by a tap on the shoulder. I was startled because in my mind I thought I was alone.
In shock I quickly stood up and stood dripping wet, face to face with the repair man.
‘Ma’am you were sleeping in the bathtub and I have pipes to fix in here,’ he said politely.
We were standing close to one another and I was stark naked. He slowly lowered his head and gazed from my breasts all the way to my feet.
A slight smile broke on his face as he turned around to hand me the towel. The smell of his sweat was arousing and my sexual desires were still at their peak. He handed me the towel but instead of wrapping it around my body I dropped it on the floor as I stepped out of the bathtub.
He pulled me closer and planted hot kisses on my lips. His lips were soft and as he sucked my lower lip I was busy removing his sweaty shirt to expose a massive chest, full of hair.
‘Wow,’ I mumbled, as I ran my hand across his chest. This was so arousing. I had never had sex with a man who had so much hair on his chest. He lowered his strong arms down to my ass and grabbed and squeezed my cheeks a little.
I went down on my knees and opened his jeans. My heart was pounding and my nipples were painfully erect. I pulled out a thick cock - as muscular as his arms.
This cock would rip me open. His hands were caressing my hair and he gently pushed his cock into my mouth. It was huge. I could hear him moan as I moved his dick inside my mouth. In my mind all I could think about were the ways I would fuck this guy. I didn’t want him to cum just yet, so I took his hand and led him to the bedroom where I would fuck his brains out.
When we entered the bedroom he picked me up and tossed me on the bed with my legs wide open, his arms went to my boobs and he twisted and fondled them gently. I am not a screamer but when his lips touched my cunt lips I screamed with ecstasy.
This guy was a professional. His beard and mustache were rubbing my clit and all my pussy could do was pulsate and drip into his mouth uncontrollably. He shoved his tongue inside me and I knew couldn’t take it anymore. I dug my nails on the back of his neck pushing him deep and splashing his face with so much cum he almost choked.
My body shook and the whole bed vibrated but he didn’t stop to give me time to catch a breath - he moved to my tits sucking them and biting my nipples gently.
I was on fire and as he sucked my boob I slid my hand to get hold of his dick. I directed it to my swollen cunt. My pussy was tight and I felt a little pain as he drove his massive tool home. He ventured deep as I moaned and screamed and spread my legs even further. He took my already weak legs and placed them on his shoulder. I swear no man had ever gotten so deep.
He continued fucking me as I screamed
‘Give it to me, fuck me harder, don’t stop just fuck me … fuck that pussy … f…u...ck’.
He flipped me on to my side and entered from the rear. One hand was stroking my clit, I had never seen a man with so much stamina and I even didn’t know his name. We were soaking wet as he brought me to my knees.
He entered me from behind and the sight of my breasts slapping my face and his balls hitting my pussy lips was more than we could take because in a few minutes I felt my body stiffen as well as his, as he shot loads of cum inside me.
It felt so warm as it filled me. I screamed and he moaned as we dropped on the bed, wasted.
‘Ma’am, that was wild sex. You really needed it,’ he said.
I smiled and nodded.
‘I’m sorry I have to go, but here is my card in case you need those pipes fixed again,’ he said with a corny look on his face.
I watched him dress and I wanted him again. I had become such a bad girl, a cheating wife.
That evening I called to check on my husband only to have him tell me he wouldn’t be home until the following morning. I picked up the card and made a call.
‘Hello, I think my pipes need repairing, they are dripping wet,’ I said.
‘I’ll be right there cheating wife,’ came the reply.
Did I know it was wrong? Of course I did.
But I justified to myself like this…
‘No way!’
But right now I am not married. And I was just fucking. She was just another client. She was the one with a partner so it was her who was cheating not me.
Ella was 28. An African-American girl. A soft soul to most. She lived the highlife her city banker husband provided.
They ate out most nights and the highlight of Ella’s day was getting ready to go out a shopping trip or workout. Sometime she hung with the social set. That’s where she got my details from.
My name is Richard. I’m 44, fit and handy with my tools, if you know what I mean.
In theory I work as a handyman but really I have never fixed a thing except a customer’s yearning for a good fucking. I’m a woman’s entertainment. Where she can get what she needs and walk away clean. Well mostly.
I have met ‘the set’ as I call them, often. It seems that I am a rite of passage. Many times I have seen them together at lunch or dinner. Then I get call a booking me for a few hours of enjoyment.
Each one is different. Some want conversation; some bury my face in their pussy. Mostly they all have needs their husbands either can’t or just won’t scratch. And that’s where I come in.
Ella was beautiful. As I said, a soft soul to most. Except me. To me she was as nasty as the ladies from Sodom and Gomorrah. She took all I could give and always begged for more.
On this occasion she called and arranged for me to be at her place at 11am. Most have me there between 11 and 2.30pm after their partners leave and before school pick up.
I walked to the door with my tool belt around my hips. I rang the doorbell and Ella answered wearing a black flowing short dress. I knew what she needed me to fix.
As I walked in she closed the big door behind me.
Her place was beautiful – a marble staircase swooped around lined with original paintings and family photographs and leading up to heaven. To the left through an archway was a huge home cinema. Comforts included massive leather sofas, a large entertainment unit stacked with games, massive stereo with surround-sound and a flat screen TV that took up half a wall.
All of this at her disposal… and Ella was still unhappy.
Her husband put her on a pedestal and made soft, tender love to her nightly. But none of it was what she craved and needed. She loves her man with all her heart and would never leave him or want to hurt him in any way. She just needs, craves, to be taken and enjoyed, thrashed and used like a good woman should be.
As soon as I walked in I grabbed her and pushed her into the door, as it slammed shut. Lifting her up off the floor I shoved my hand up her dress and ripped away her tiny G-string. Ella partly resisted so I dropped her, grabbed her dress and ripped it off over her head tossing it to the floor.
Naked she was incredible - I was going to enjoy this.
Her nipples were as hard as rocks stook staring at me, begging to be touched. I unzipped my shorts and un-buckled my tool belt letting both drop down to my ankles.
‘Suck it bitch.’ I demanded.
She fell to her knees and grabbed my cock in her hands pulling it and shoving it in her full-lipped mouth. She sucked on it as if it would be the last cock she would ever suck with an enjoyment I have not experienced before or ever since.
My cock looked amazing disappearing into her chocolate coloured skin. She rubber my now hard cock all over her face and sucked it back into her mouth again.
‘What about my balls? Don’t leave them lonely. I shaved them just for you.’
In truth I keep them that way. She didn’t need to know. Her hungry mouth left my cock and went straight under my groin as I parted my legs wide. She sucked my balls into her mouth, her spare hand still pulling my cock. I was amazed at how eager she was.
I picked her up and carried her to the leather sofa and threw her on it.
‘On your knees.’ I demanded.
She looked unsure so I grabbed her, turned her around, hung her arms over the edge and pulled her hips back exposing her ready for me. Her pussy glistened and as a flower does each morning opening ready to receive the sunlight. She was ready to receive my cock. I rubbed her hole.
‘Do you like this you dirty whore? Like your cunt being played with you fucking bitch?’
‘Yes stick them in. Abuse it please!’ she said with a voice full of wanton lust. ‘Finger that dirty cunt hole.’
I shoved three fingers straight inside, finger fucking her doggie style. She moaned and I relentlessly scraped and pounded her inner walls with my finger until her cunt swelled, clenched and squeezed tight and her pleasure tipped her over until she came. And cum hard she did.
‘More! More! Fuck it, shove it in! Fuuuccckkk my cunt!’
Her dirty talk made me want to rip her even more apart so I shoved another finger inside her. My four fingers worked in and out rubbing her G-spot until the moisture dripping out of her hole collected on the lounge. She came again trying to hold it in to no avail.
‘You are so fucking dirty. Use that cunt use it good.’ she wailed as her body trembled. Her knees went weak as her orgasm subsided.
‘You said you have toys where are they?’ I asked.
‘In my room away from prying eyes.’ she said.
‘Well let’s get them.’ I said. She started to stand and walk off. I stopped her.
‘Well did you cum and make a mess? She looked down at the lounge.
‘Yes I did.’ Ella said her eyes cast down.
‘Well clean it up.’
She looked around for a cloth.
‘No lick it up. You made it you clean it.’
She walked back to the lounge and kneeled, her tongue lapped at the sweet nectar she had provided. Her arse poked in the air as she cleaned up her mess. When she finished she turned,
‘Thank you.’ she said with a smile.
That’s a good girl now my fingers.’
She opened her mouth wide I stuck two in at a time feeling the whole of her mouth, my fingers running along the inner cheeks and tongue. She sucked them hard her eyes lost in lust. Until one by one they were cleaned,
‘Let’s get those toys.’ I said.
‘Well up you go. Don’t stop crawl up the stairs’ I said. She did with every third step my fingers disappearing back inside her. She came three more times before we got to the top landing.
I rolled her over so she was lying on the cream shag pile spread wide. Her small, firm breasts looked fabulous, her nipples still yearning for action. She looked a treat that no man could ever resist, so I didn't. My cock was still hard and I needed some ebony to quell my desire.
I threw my shirt off and crawled over to her kissing and sucking her mouth, neck and chest. I spent time on her nipples rolling them in my mouth as my arm rested between her legs, which allowed her to rock and rub her cunt hole and clit against it.
My other hand rubbed her other nipple keeping it ready and hard waiting for its turn to be enjoyed. I bit a little harder and Ella moaned
‘Yes that’s it - harder. Bite it.’
The harder I bit, the more fiercely she rubbed her pussy on my arm. I moved from nipple to nipple my cock pointing at the thing I desired most. Ella.
My fingers now worked her nipples. She moaned loud.
‘Yes do it!’
The rougher I was the more she loved it.
‘More! More! More! Give me more!’
I started to suck her nipples again as my hand smacked her pussy. Soft at first then heating up with the motion of her moans.
‘Yes smack me! Smack that dirty hole. Smack it!’
I bit her nipples harder than before taking care not to leave marks, and smacked her pussy repeatedly until she wiggled with pleasure, cumming in a wave of ecstasy and delight in one combined motion. I rubbed her clit until the wave ran out. Her eyes looked at me full of want.
She stood and took my hand and led me to her room. She walked to the cupboard and pulled out a box.
‘These are mine. Simon has no idea about them.’
She put the box on her bed, opened it and pulled out a pussy whip with a purple handle and black leather straps, a buzzer and a white flesh colored dildo. She reached in one more time pulling out the biggest black double-ended dildo I had ever seen.
I tossed her onto the bed the toys falling beside us.
‘My turn first. I need some of you.’
‘My pleasure.’ she said and opened her legs wide.
‘Come on boy take it.’
I leant forward and slid my cock into her silky delight. Her pussy was hot, wet and tight from the abuse it had already encountered. It was about to get worse.
Shoving my cock deep inside her I laid on top fucking her. Our bodies rubbing together. Her nipples rubbing on my chest and her mouth biting my neck. Sucking and biting and kissing.
She was lost.
She was in my total control.
I fucked her this way for a while wondering if this was her normal position.
I sprung up to my knees and captured her legs on my shoulders and leaning forward I pushed then up towards her head. Her pussy lips parted wide again. I dove straight back inside.
‘Wow fuck, that’s good.’ I said. Ella smiled.
‘Enjoy it. Use it good’ she said.
I did. I pounded and pounded, opening her legs wide at times then closing again.
I pulled my cock out of this delectable thing sliding to the end of the bed. Pulling her down by the legs and spreading her legs wide I positioned her ready for more fucking. I relentlessly shoved my hard 8-inch cock inside this beautiful shaped woman she came over and over.
Her pussy danced all over my cock, which in turn was taking its toll, spreading her wide open and driving her over the edge again and again.
I saw the black dildo as I pulled my cock out of her spinning her around so her head now hung off the bed.
‘Use it!’ I said nodding at the black monster. She reached for it and pulled it to her mouth sucking and licking it coating it for the onslaught she was going to provide for me.
‘No stick it in you! Then lay your head back.’ I commanded. One side was long and really thick, much thicker then four fingers wide. The other end was much thinner. The rubber flecked about in her hands as she slid the big end inside cunt her slowly working it in and out.
‘Oggg ooowwww hhhhh its so big! Its… I'm so oooohhhhhh.’ she said.
I was enjoying this girl doing as she was told. She was so amazing, her husband was really missing out!
I slid my cock into her mouth and fucked her face with the same motion she was fucking her cunt with. Bit by bit I increased my pace and she followed until she was thrashing her cunt in an uncontrolled battering.
I held her face and head firm as I fucked her face as hard as she fucked her cunt. My cock disappearing deep into her throat muffled her screams of pleasure. I pumped her until she closed her legs around the tool waiting my next instruction as cum waves swept through her whole body her toes curling and releasing as she went.
I leant forward and pulled the rubber cock out of her.
‘Get on your knees slut!’ I commanded pulling her up putting her where I wanted her. She was my fuck my toy under my control.
‘Have you had fun you fucking slut?’ I ask looking deep into her eyes.
‘Oh fuck yes!’ she replied. ‘Monica was so right about you. You can seriously fuck.’
‘Well I want you ass. Get on your knees.’
‘No I am a virgin there my husband has never…’
‘That’s not my problem. On your knees!’ I demanded. ‘You don’t get to pick how I fuck you fucking dirty slut. Now move.’
She rolled over her head down and her holes up. I wasted no more time with her well-fucked cunt. It was her ebony arse I needed.
Sliding the tip of my head around the rim of her arse hole Ella pulled away.
‘Don’t be scared.’ I said. ‘I’m here to enjoy not totally damage you.’ I squirted lube in my hand sliding one finger then two into Ella’s tight arse.
‘Relax.’ I said ‘Breathe deep. You want this. Remember what you told me?... Fuck me hard and good. Don’t listen to no. Just pound me until I am a ball of quivering mess. I’m yours. Do what you will. Do you remember that?’ I said as I slapped her rounded arse cheek.
‘Well?’ I repeated as I slapped the other one.
‘Yes I remember. Do it. Finish me off make me a real slut.’
‘You were born one. You’re just living it out now.’
I slid my cock head inside her tight hole. It stuck to me like glue. I squirted lube on my cock and continued to slide in.
Ella didn’t move she stayed true like a proud dirty slut she was. Slowly but surely I worked in and out until I could move with ease Ella squealing like a stuffed pig bit still not moving.
‘Now play with your clit!’
She leant her shoulder on the bed so she could almost see me and rubbed her clit alternating with rubbing and smacking and pulling it in all directions. Her arse again tightened trying to push my invading rod out, just making me want it more.
Ella screamed.
‘I free I’m free fuck me, I’m free!’ she yelled as she shook with uncontrolled lust. She was cumming so intensely that she could only manage grunting sounds - words were no longer needed. Her orgasm sent waves through me, her arse milking my cock as I ploughed deep inside her.
Finally my legs shook and my butt clenched sending load after load of hot cum deep inside this anal virgin’s new fuck hole. I held her hips tight until the last drops of cum were out of me and deep inside her sweet well-fucked body.
I walked into her shower recess and washed off. Ella threw me a towel and headed out. By the time I was clean she had my clothes and tool belt on the bed her toys all packed away and the bed stripped.
I got dressed, my cock still hanging low, wanting more of this beautiful thing. But my job here was done. She walked over and picked up the picture beside the bed - them on their wedding day. I turned and started to walk down the stairs. Ella walked out behind me
‘Your envelope is in your belt.’
I smiled
‘Thanks. I hope to see you again next time you need something fixed.’
Ella smiled, leaning over the railing in a white see through gown.
‘Maybe one day.’
I walked back out into the sunlight closing the font door behind me.
The repairman and the cheating wife
I went down on my knees and opened his jeans. My heart was pounding and my nipples were painfully erect. I pulled out a thick cock - as muscular as his arms. This cock would rip me open. His hands were caressing my hair and he gently pushed his cock into my mouth. It was huge. I could hear him moan as I moved his dick inside my mouth. I was a cheating wife! Luxury
My husband had a very demanding job at the hospital and he was never home. As a surgeon in a renowned hospital in town, he would get phone calls even in the middle of the night, to rush out and try to save lives.
I was just 26 and at the height of my sexual desire. A couple of times my husband had left me in bed wanting more, as he rushed to the hospital. At my age all I wanted was sex-sex-sex, but my husband was not giving me enough, which disappointed me a lot.
There were times he would spend the night in the operating room and return home in the early morning. My attempts to initiate sex then would be futile, since he was too tired to satisfy me. I decided to purchase toys like vibrators and dildos, but they weren’t enough. I needed a man, breathing hot air while slamming hard into my pussy.
I loved my husband because he was a dedicated man and in my sexual hunger and desperation I would visit the hospital for a quickie, but even then I was not satisfied.
There is one incident that really broke the camel’s back and turned me into a shameless slut. My husband had been locked up performing surgery for over 24 hours. My hormones were going crazy.
I needed a man and fast.
I called my husband but he was not picking up. He had been working for over 30 hours. I decided to check up on him and take him a change of clothes. I had to wait 30 minutes before he could get a break. We went into the doctors’ quarter, where he could change. As soon as he closed the door behind us I jumped on him, planting hot kisses on his cold lips.
‘Baby, I want you. Please fuck me. Fuck me on this table right now,’ I begged.
Looking into his weary eyes, I started undressing to motivate him. I know my body was great, my boobs were pert and full and that morning I had shaved my pussy. This was enough to give any man a hard-on.
He sat down on the couch to watch me undress. When I pulled down my pants I saw a hint of interest in his eyes at the sight of my well-shaven, teen-like pussy. But it didn’t last long. I ran to him and tore off his shirt sending the buttons flying all over the room.
‘Baby I don’t have much time, I have to get back to surgery,’ he said.
His protest was too weak for my raging hormones and I fished out his cock. It was not yet erect but I knew with a little sucking it would rise to its towering length. In less than 30 seconds the long, hard dick filled my mouth and I knew I would get a nice fuck.
I had to ride him because he was too tired. All he had to do was keep that cock erect and inside me and leave the rest to me. I pushed him back on the couch and climbed on top of him, using my left hand I parted my pussy lips. Before his dick could go the full length inside me the pager and the intercom blared.
‘Dr Shepard, you are needed into room 567B, emergency, please hurry.’
Disappointment spread all over my face.
‘Fuck, you have got to be kidding me,’ I said in total frustration.
There was nothing my husband could do. He gently pushed me away, picked up the clean clothes I brought him and rushed out. I lay on the couch frustrated. I knew what he was going to do was important but so was fucking me.
‘Damn,’ I said.
It was 2.00pm when I got home and I wanted to go straight to bed. I didn’t even want to talk to anyone.
My mind was so occupied with my sexual hunger that I had forgotten about the house repairs I had organized.
A company van was parked outside the house and a strong muscular man was reading a newspaper in the driver’s seat.
‘Hello, ma’am. I was just about to leave. I was scheduled to start at 1.30,’ he said.
I mumbled an apology and headed inside, with the repair man following me. He was there to fix the water system, I guess. I left him to get on with his work and headed to the bathroom for a quick bath, then to bed. I dipped myself into the tub to try and drown my sexual frustration and completely forgot about him.
The water was soothing and I was feeling sleepy. It’s dangerous to sleep in a bathtub because you can easily drown, so I told myself I will just soak myself a little. I guess I must have fallen asleep because I was woken up by a tap on the shoulder. I was startled because in my mind I thought I was alone.
In shock I quickly stood up and stood dripping wet, face to face with the repair man.
‘Ma’am you were sleeping in the bathtub and I have pipes to fix in here,’ he said politely.
We were standing close to one another and I was stark naked. He slowly lowered his head and gazed from my breasts all the way to my feet.
A slight smile broke on his face as he turned around to hand me the towel. The smell of his sweat was arousing and my sexual desires were still at their peak. He handed me the towel but instead of wrapping it around my body I dropped it on the floor as I stepped out of the bathtub.
He pulled me closer and planted hot kisses on my lips. His lips were soft and as he sucked my lower lip I was busy removing his sweaty shirt to expose a massive chest, full of hair.
‘Wow,’ I mumbled, as I ran my hand across his chest. This was so arousing. I had never had sex with a man who had so much hair on his chest. He lowered his strong arms down to my ass and grabbed and squeezed my cheeks a little.
I went down on my knees and opened his jeans. My heart was pounding and my nipples were painfully erect. I pulled out a thick cock - as muscular as his arms.
This cock would rip me open. His hands were caressing my hair and he gently pushed his cock into my mouth. It was huge. I could hear him moan as I moved his dick inside my mouth. In my mind all I could think about were the ways I would fuck this guy. I didn’t want him to cum just yet, so I took his hand and led him to the bedroom where I would fuck his brains out.
When we entered the bedroom he picked me up and tossed me on the bed with my legs wide open, his arms went to my boobs and he twisted and fondled them gently. I am not a screamer but when his lips touched my cunt lips I screamed with ecstasy.
This guy was a professional. His beard and mustache were rubbing my clit and all my pussy could do was pulsate and drip into his mouth uncontrollably. He shoved his tongue inside me and I knew couldn’t take it anymore. I dug my nails on the back of his neck pushing him deep and splashing his face with so much cum he almost choked.
My body shook and the whole bed vibrated but he didn’t stop to give me time to catch a breath - he moved to my tits sucking them and biting my nipples gently.
I was on fire and as he sucked my boob I slid my hand to get hold of his dick. I directed it to my swollen cunt. My pussy was tight and I felt a little pain as he drove his massive tool home. He ventured deep as I moaned and screamed and spread my legs even further. He took my already weak legs and placed them on his shoulder. I swear no man had ever gotten so deep.
He continued fucking me as I screamed
‘Give it to me, fuck me harder, don’t stop just fuck me … fuck that pussy … f…u...ck’.
He flipped me on to my side and entered from the rear. One hand was stroking my clit, I had never seen a man with so much stamina and I even didn’t know his name. We were soaking wet as he brought me to my knees.
He entered me from behind and the sight of my breasts slapping my face and his balls hitting my pussy lips was more than we could take because in a few minutes I felt my body stiffen as well as his, as he shot loads of cum inside me.
It felt so warm as it filled me. I screamed and he moaned as we dropped on the bed, wasted.
‘Ma’am, that was wild sex. You really needed it,’ he said.
I smiled and nodded.
‘I’m sorry I have to go, but here is my card in case you need those pipes fixed again,’ he said with a corny look on his face.
I watched him dress and I wanted him again. I had become such a bad girl, a cheating wife.
That evening I called to check on my husband only to have him tell me he wouldn’t be home until the following morning. I picked up the card and made a call.
‘Hello, I think my pipes need repairing, they are dripping wet,’ I said.
‘I’ll be right there cheating wife,’ came the reply.
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