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My name is Jenny. My story is about a major change in my life. I'm
35 years old, married and have two children. My husband is a
Minister in a small town in Texas. We've been married for 17 years.
My life has been very prim and proper but satisfying until
recently.
About two weeks ago I started out to attend a bible seminar in
Dallas, which is about a three hour drive from home. I kissed and
hugged my two sons Brad and Jeff and husband Jim and promised that
I would be careful on the road. I told Jim that I would call him
from the hotel to let him know I was OK.
The trip went fine until I got near Dallas. A road construction
crew was working on the road and had set up a detour. I checked my
map to see how far this would put me from my final destination. No
problem, it turned out, if I used a county road about 5 miles from
the detour. Unfortunately, my car decided to die after about 10
miles down the county road. I lifted the hood to take a look at the
engine even though I know nothing about cars. I had hopes that
someone might come along and help. I hadn't passed any cars on this
stretch and I was worried it might be some time before someone came
by. It was a hot July day and I was beginning to perspire.
My worries ended when a pick-up truck pulled up behind my car. Two
very large black men got out and walked to the front of my car. I
was startled at first and a little afraid at the sight of these two
giants. They seemed polite enough when they asked if I needed
help. I smiled and answered yes. Both looked under the hood and
after a few minutes' one of the men said that it looked like a bad
fuel pump. He offered to give me a ride into town to arrange a tow.
I accepted his kindness and introduced myself.
The man that offered the ride told me that his name was Fred and
his friend's name was Joe. We all got in their truck with me
sitting in the middle. The pick-up was old and had no
air-conditioning. It was a standard size pick-up but I was still
cramped between these huge men. I noticed that my shirt was
beginning to cling to my skin. Fred and Joe had noticed as well.
They kept stealing glances at my chest as the wet material of my
shirt outlined my breasts. They remained gentlemen, however.
The attention is something I am used to. I have blond hair and blue
eyes. I have been considered pretty since I was a little girl. When
I entered my teen years my body blossomed beyond my parents'
expectations. They kept a tight rein on me. They knew I would be
the target of every boy in school. As Cuckold Cleanup
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impaled repeatedly by his eight inch cock. She sure was a hot little
number. He caressed her pert little breasts with his hands and squeezed
roughly.
Mandy and Robert had been married for five years. She was 25
and had been working as a model, when they had met. Robert was 49. He
worked out in his free time and was in great shape. People thought the
silver streaks in his dark hair made him look distinguished and he was
described as "ruggedly handsome" in a magazine article on this
successful businessman.
Mandy shuddered and moaned in orgasmic pleasure
as his cock erupted inside her. That she had undoubtedly married him for
his money bothered Robert not one bit, as he had married her primarily
as a show piece for parties and business affairs. That they had great
sex was a side benefit. They laid side by side in bed catching their
breath. Robert told her about his boring day at work and Mandy shared
her days shopping experience with Linda.
Linda and her husband George
were their best friends. They did almost everything together. George was
a vice president in Roberts company, and while the men were at work, the
girls would spend their days sun-bathing in the hot Southern California
sun or shopping together in the areas posh malls. When Robert had hired
George, ten years ago he had been a fit, lithe athlete. Since then
George had let himself go. He had developed a substantial beer-gut and
was balding rapidly. Robert was always trying to get him to work-out but
George always replied with the old "not enough time" excuse.
George and
Linda were high school sweet-hearts and had gotten married right after
graduation. In contrast to her husband, Linda had blossomed since Robert
had known her. She had been too skinny when they met, but in ten years
she had gained weight, and filled out in all the right places. The birth
of her son, ten months ago had caused her breasts to gain two cup sizes
and they remained huge. She was a beautiful leggy blonde that looked ten
years younger then her 32 years of age. Linda's only problem was that she
was embarrassed by her body. She Black Fuck
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visible though my shirt. I hadn't put my bra or panties back on
after Fred and Joe fucked me. Thinking about our threesome
reminded me of the feelings and sensations Fred and Joe had
produced in me.
I noticed that Nate was developing a sizable bulge in his pants. My
nipples responded by getting rock hard. His eyes began bulging at
the site of my growing nubs. I interrupted the silence by saying in
my best attempt at a sexy voice, "Nate, would you please fix my
car?" I smiled and continued, "I'll make it worth your while." Nate
began stuttering, "Ma..Ma'am, yes ma'am, right away."
Without taking my eye off Nate I reached in my jeans's pocket and
pulled out my underwear. I turned to Fred and gave him my panties
then kissed him full on the mouth letting my tongue wander inside
his mouth. I gave Joe my bra, knowing how he likes big tits. I gave
Joe the same sloppy kiss as I mashed my chest into his side and
rubbed against him. My nipples were on fire. I turned back to Nate
a said, "You'll get yours when my car is fixed." I thanked Fred and
Joe for their help and ask if they would pick me up at eight and
take me to the pool hall. They both nodded. Nate piped up, "You're
taking the lady to the pool hall. Does she know about the pool
hall?" Joe answered, "She'll know tonight!"
It sounded kind of scary to me but I was still looking forward to
it. I was also anxious for Nate to fix my car but I don't think as
anxious as he was. It made me feel good to use my feminine charms
to make a man do what I wanted. I had noticed a motel across the
street. It didn't look like much but it would do. I ask Nate to
send my bags over after he got my car. I then said with a wink, "I
expect that you will personally deliver my car when its ready."
Nate said, "You can count on that, Ma'am!" I then turned and walked
across the street to the motel.
I checked in and told the bell hop that Nate would send over my
bags. I asked the handsome young black man of 19 or so to bring my
bags to my room when they got there. I squeezed a five into his
hand and gave him a wink. I could tell by his stares that his young
hormones were working overtime. I new that soon I would have to
take care of him as well.
Up to this point I hadn't seen any white people. I figured I was in
a predominately black neighborhood. So far, everyone had been very
nice. I'm sure the possibility of fucking a buxom blond white
woman would cheer any man, black or white.
When I got to the room, I called my husband and let him know that
everything
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new found delight, is quite long. I estimate that I was able to
penetrate most of their anuses over an inch.
This nonstop fucking continued with one man cumming and another
taking his place. All three of my holes were constantly filled. The
orgasms began to run together. Here I was, a beautiful woman who
could have just about anything I wanted and I was here at a dingy
bar being gang banged. The strange thing was I couldn't think of
anyplace I would rather be.
I looked around for another cock to suck or fuck. I was content to
suck and fuck all night. Unfortunately, the men had thinned out and
I was now alone with my thoughts. Before today, I was the type of
woman who would never be caught in a place like this doing what I
had done. Now, I was simply a sex toy, a nasty slut who has sex
with animals. It occurred to me that I now felt comfortable with
the slut label. I also knew that it was incompatible with my former
status.
Fred and Joe offered to take me back to the motel. The boys dropped
me at the motel and declined my invitation to a private session. It
seemed that they were all fucked out. Alone in the room I thought
about cleaning up in the tub. I decided against it, however. I
liked the feeling of all the dried sweat and cum coating my skin.
I curled up on the bed and began to lick my limbs. I fell asleep
with the most blissful feelings I could remember.
I awoke the next morning to a most offensive smell. I recalled the
activities of the night before with horror. I also recalled the
wonderful feelings that I knew I could never live without. More
exploration was in order. I cleaned up and made it to my bible
seminar just a little late. For the next two weeks I studied the
bible during the day and hit the streets at night. I've now
experienced all the sexual activities Dallas has to offer, from the
single's scene to being the main entertainment for a bachelor
party.
I'm going home tomorrow. I've been trying to figure out how to
return to my life as a minister's wife and mother of two and still
enjoy my newfound life as a slut. I guess I will just have to make
more trips out of town. If I get a chance, I'll pass along what
happened in Dallas over the last two weeks. We'll talk soon.
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