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Fourth Story (A request by another fap member)
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"If you want to get sexual relief you're going to have it the way I tell you. And now get undressed. I don't have all day." So I got undressed while she stayed in her gray business suit, underneath a white shirt, only slightly heeled black boots on her legs. I felt awkward with her fully clothed and being completely unsympathetic. I obeyed and got my clothes off. She then made me lie on our bed which we hadn't shared for months, tied my hands above my head to the head rail of the bed, then produced a ball gag from one of the drawers and sealed my mouth. She then tied my legs in a spread position to the foot rail of our bed, so that I'd not try to get myself off by rubbing my legs against each other with maybe my dick or balls caught in between. She then started to undress, and my cock grew stiff in a matter of seconds. She still had the nice, slim figure of a teen, but with quite sizeable tits. Her face still didn't show her age, and her golden blond hair tingled her back nearly all the way down to her tight bum. This was so unfair, so punishing that I couldn't touch her now, or even fuck her. From under the bed she got shopping bags from the most expensive shops in town. She laid out what she had bought on the patches of our bed not covered by me. She showed me every single item. There was a tiny pink lace thong, pink panties, black thigh-high high heel boots with six inch heels. She put the boots between my legs, and one of the heels just pressed into my left ball. My cock stood as erect and nearly as high as the Eiffel tower. Finally she had a transparent silk cape. She sat on the edge of the bed, just close enough for me to smell her lovely scent but unable to move any closer to her. She put on the thong, the panties, one boot and the other, leaving the one that put pressure on my ball for last. She then got up from the bed without having touched me and grabbed the last item, the cape that she put over her shoulders and which barely covered her tits but didn't hide them. She smiled at me, shook her hips, but didn't get an inch nearer. She turned around, made a step back towards the bed, pressed her legs against the foot rail and bent over towards the drawers. Her bum was just above the foot rail, and because of her high heels it became as round as the moon. The string of her thong disappeared between her pussy lips, and I could see that she was wet. "You like that, dont you?" she asked with her most seductive voice. I grunted through the gag "mhhh". "But it ain't for you anymore" she said in a harsher voice. This very moment the door bell rang. She left me alone in our bedroom and answered the door in her skimpy outfit. She returned a minute later, together with Will, the plumber who took care of our house. He was a tall, black, muscular guy my age. I remembered him well from college. I was a nerd back then, achieving good grades and working on my career in engineering, he was a basketball player and all set for a career as a pro when a car crash shattered his knee and his dreams. At about this time his white girlfriend left him and became - my wife. Later when I thought he was over it and he had started a small business as a plumber, I hired him for our house. What a surprise now to see our fortunes reversed. Me lying tied and gagged on our bed, and him actually pushing my wife into the room. "You white fuck slut! Didn't I tell you that it is beyond you to wear clothes in my presence!" He ripped off her cape and her panties but left her thong untouched. "You may wear that", he said a little calmer. "It actually looks quite hot on you. He grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth towards his. Then she sank her tongue in his mouth and gave him the deepest french kiss I have ever seen. He then pushed her away from him, and she had to crawl back to him on all fours. "You know what you have to do!" he shouted. Without using ger hands she shoved herself upwards, pressing her body against his, until her mouth was able to reach the front zipper of his blue boilersuit. She took it between her teeth and pulled it all the way down to his crotch. To my surprise he didn't wear anything underneath it. His cock nearly jumped out of the suit, when it fell to the ground and revealed an ebony muscleman and, as I had to admit seeing how well hung he was, probably the ultimate fucking machine. Once again he grabbed my wife's head, and without further ado he shoved his large cock in, all the way in that is, until his balls hit her chin. At first she gagged a little, but then he pushed and pulled in a steady rhythm, and she seemed to be used to it, a quality she had well hidden from me. He pulled her head up and made her stand in front of the foot rail of the bed. She spread her legs and bent over, her tits dangling over the rail, just inches from my still erect cock. Will then entered her without removing her thong, just pulling it aside, and fucked her relentlessly, making her tits bounce even more. She sighed and moaned and I grew so jealous, but in a way it also made me horny. After a while she said to Will "Wait, he can't see anything!" and moved onto the bed. She positioned herself sideways near the head rail, one of her legs on my throat thus nearly choking me, and her pussy a few inches off my face. Will also moved to the top end of the bed, his knees on the other side of my head, and then his huge black meat nearly dangled in my face. He grabbed my wife's hips and pushed his dick in, and now I had the image of his huge dick widening her soft hole directly in front of my face. They went on for what felt like twenty minutes when he came in a loud explosion, shouting and hitting my wife's ass with his fleat hand. She also seemed to come, shouting "Yes, yes, yes! Dump your cum in me! I want your black baby! Make me your cum slut!." When he had come he just pulled out, dressed and went to the door. He turned around and told her "Don't you dare fuck him! The only contact he's allowed is when he cleans you of my cum." Then he went. My wife who had been soft and attentive to the black guy a minute ago became as harsh as before. Cum dripped from her pussy and directly ono my face. She grabbed my head, unfastened the gag at the back of my head and pulled out the ball. "Don't you dare say anything, or I'll cut off your balls!" she threatened me. She removed her cum-soaked thong, then spread over me in a 69 position and ordered me to lick her clean. While I licked her she didn't show any sign of agitation. However, as promised, she rewarded me and made me come at the time she chose and by the means she chose. In order not having to touch me she wrapped her thong, which was wet from the cum of another guy, around my dick and wanked me. After everything I had been through and with her moist pussy in my face I came after maybe 30 seconds. She just hissed: "Loser!", got up from the bed, dressed in her business suit, untied me and told me that she had some business in town but would be back in two hours. She expected dinner to be ready by then and she wouldn't tolerate any delay.
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Posted on : Jul 12, 2011
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