0 comments/ 88266 views/ 4 favorites Hung By: Marlene Do you ever put yourself in a dangerous position or situation? On purpose. Ever put yourself in a sexual situation where you could get really fucked up? As in “god help me but I could maybe die or be seriously damaged dangerous”? Every now and then I get the urge to do that. I get the urge to put myself in a little bit of danger. The orgasm is so fucking intense. A few weeks ago I got the urge. I decided to really dress up as nasty as I could. So I put on some black seamed stockings that were held up by a little black garter belt. And some black leather close to thigh high four inch heeled boots. I have this pair of blue jean cut offs. They’re short, worn with a few holes in interesting places and just loose enough so that I can get my fingers under the leg holes when I have them on. Up top I put on a thin black silk undershirt. I had silver chain bracelets on my arms, around my neck and on one ankle. No earrings. Right now my hair is a dark auburn and is cut so that it kind of forms to my head and is about nape of neck length. Black lipstick with some little blood red flecks at the corner of my mouth. Rouge on my cheeks. All in all I looked really really good. There’s a private club here that caters to those with all sorts of interesting sexual interests. The guy who runs it is an acquaintance of mine and I had gotten him to let me come as a guest that night. The place is in a warehouse district and looks totally non-descript but inside it’s a soundproof one story with a mezanine sex palace. I got there around ten. After walking through a security door and screening area I was shown to a locker area where I could leave my purse and coat. I also took off my shorts and undershirt so that all I had on were the boots, stockings and garter belt. I started wandering around the place just taking it in and being taken in by lots of eyes. The downstairs is divided into various rooms that are connected by hallways. There are no ceilings on the rooms so they’re exposed to the mezanine which is a ten foot wide walkway that goes all around the warehouse. From it you can look down into the various rooms and see what’s happening. Plenty. I walked by a low opening leading into a low ceilinged room with a foam floor. It’s a blowjob room where ten or twelve people were all sucking each other off. Four or five girls and the rest guys. I watched for a few minutes. Very hot. While I was watching, I saw this gorgeous blonde girl blowing this really big cocked black guy and had him to a point where he was holding her head and pulling his big dick out of her mouth and then sliding it back it really fast and hard. On the out stroke he all of a sudden shot off this huge load into her face and mouth. It was hot to see. There was another room where a guy was suspended in a leather sling while other guys fucked his ass one after another. His head was low enough that women could squat over his face and either pee on it or have him lick them out. I went up the stairs to the mezanine and started walking around looking down below. There were couches and various sawhorses and tables up there where people were engaged in various hot scenes. I looked over the side and saw this one room that was made up to look like a torture chamber. There were a couple of people in it doing some sort of mild whipping on one another. And there was this guy standing there watching them. He had on black knee high boots, a black thong and that’s about it other than the nipple rings, Zorro type mask and silver chains around his neck and one wrist. He looked up and saw me watching him. I stared back and he motioned for me to come to see him. Not wanting to relinquish my grip on control I turned away and looked around for something interesting. There were couples and groups on couches and mattresses that were up against the walls. I watched while a guy laid a girl on her back over a big inflatable ball and then handcuff her wrists and ankles and then ankle to ankle so that she was totally wide open to any invasion imaginable. Guys and girls would come over to her and stick cocks, dildos, mouths, anything into her. One guy held her mouth open and another jerked off into it. A older woman bit and pinched her nipples pulling on them with her teeth til the girl screamed. Her boyfriend squirted oil all over her body. A guy got between her tits and rocked the ball up and back fucking his cock til he shot a load and it slid all over her oily body. I was getting so fucking hot watching I had my hand rubbing and stroking my cockclit til it was hard. Her boyfriend undid the ankle to ankle cuffs and turned her over onto her stomach and re-fastened her. He rolled her forward so that her face was just inches from the floor and so that her ass and cunt were up in the air and really exposed. A big black guy with a giant cock immediately pushed into her ass and started fucking in and out of her. She was screaming and crying while his big dick pounded her. He only lasted a few minutes and then pulled out to shoot onto her back. Another guy immediately went to his knees and sucked the big cum load into his mouth as still another guy slid his cock into one of her holes. I turned and walked away with my now hard clit sticking out in front of me. I’d walk by people and someone would reach out and touch it and even though the head was getting sensitive and needed some attention I kept going. I went downstairs and just for fun made my way to the room where I had seen the hot looking guy in the black thong. The only people in the room were a guy tied to a sawhorse and a couple of girls whipping him and fucking his ass with a big dildo. I watched for a couple of minutes and then turned to leave when I ran into the hot guy who was standing right behind me. With the pounding music I hadn’t heard him come up. Up close he was even more imposing looking. His chest was smooth and well muscled without looking silly. Big arms too. Smooth well sculpted legs and a lovely bulge in that sexy thong. He didn’t say a thing but put one hand around my neck and squeezed a little bit. “Were you looking for something? Or were you looking for me cunt?” It startled me and scared me for a second but I was there to live it dangerously. “I might have been looking for you.” I said. His other hand went down to my balls. He had both of them in his hand and he squeezed. I could breathe ok but he got tighter and the squeeze on my balls was hard. “Looking for you!” I croaked. He didn’t say anything else but let go of my balls and pulled me by the neck over to the center of the room. There was a step ladder there that he had me get on after he had cuffed my hands in front of me. He told me to put my cuffs over a hook that came out of the ceiling and as soon as I did it he kicked the step ladder out from my feet and I fell with all my weight hitting the cuffs and my wrists. My toes were barely touching the floor. I was hung and helpless. He moved in front of me and put a ball gag in my mouth and fastened it behind my head. He then showed me a pair of silver alligator clips that were connected by a silver chain. He didn’t say a word but opened a clip and held it up to one of my hard nipples. I could look down and see it poised over me and then he let it close. It hurt so badly I cried out. I could feel the silver teeth biting into my flesh and could see a small trickle of blood start to flow. He did the same thing to the other nipple. I was in absolute agony. He then took a little silver loop and put it on the chain and then hung a little weight on it so that my nipples were pulled down making them hurt that much more. There was a little blood from each nipple sliding down my chest and stomach. He went behind me and put cuffs on both ankles. He fastened the other ends to hooks in the floor that were slightly behind and spread out from me so that when he finished I was suspended with my legs going back from my body and out from my shoulders. I looked like I was trying to take off and fly. My ass, cock and balls were totally exposed. He poured oil all over me and rubbed it in so that I was slick with it. And he left. A few people came into the room and looked at me. One guy rubbed our cocks together. A woman fingered my ass. And then he came back. He had a good sized butt plug that he showed me and then went behind me and stuffed it into my ass. It hurt so good but I couldn’t cry out because of the gag. He came back around in front and looked into my eyes as he held my rock hard girldick and squeezed it as he jacked it off for a few seconds. “I’m going to go get a few of my closest friends for you bitch. Let em see what a cockslut looks like. Don’t go away.” I was alone again. An older couple (50's?) came in with a Great Dane on a chain leash. They were both naked except for black capes. Neither spoke but they looked me all over. The Dane sniffed my cock and ass and started licking my clit. I was so hot it was twitching and the dog was licking at it when the woman took the nipple chain and pulled at it causing a bit more blood to flow and for me to cry out again. They both laughed and went away. He came back. He had two other guys and a girl with him. One of the guys jerked the butt plug out of my ass and rammed his big dick into me. He was fucking in and out of me while the other new guy used a whip of some sort on my back and ass. The girl just bent over right in front of me with her legs spread while Mr. thong walked up to her ass and shoved his cock into her. He fucked her furiously for a few minutes and then pulled out of her. She turned around and went to her knees and he grabbed her by the ears and shoved his big dick into her mouth and quick fucked her mouth making her gag and sputter. He did it for a few minutes and then shoved her away from him. He came over to me and got on the step ladder so he could un-cuff me. The two guys doing me never missed a beat and kept fucking and whipping away. He lowered me so that I was on my knees. He un-did the gag and I gasped from wanting fresh air. But I didn’t have a chance at much because his cock went into my mouth and started fucking it. The guy in my ass pulled out and went over to the girl and started fucking her cunt. The other guy pulled my cocky back between my legs and started whipping it. God but it hurt but it also felt so fucking hot. He’d whip it for a few strokes and then go down on it and suck it for a few more. Going back and forth making me crazy while Mr. thong fucked my face. I was drenched in sweat and was crazy with lust. I wanted to cum so bad but I didn’t want any of this to end. Mr. thong held my head and fucked me hard and then I felt his cock twitch and swell and he shoved it into the back of my throat and I felt hot cum shoot down into me. Blast after blast and I kept swallowing it until he was drained. He pulled out of me and slapped me hard across the face two or three times making my ears ring. “Cock-sucking queer slut!” He spit on me and walked out. He tossed the key to the cuffs at me. It hit me in the face and I cried out. The guy whipping my clitty stopped. He stood up and put his foot on my cock and balls and pressed until I thought my balls would pop. He jerked off on me and splattered his cum all over me and then laughed at me. He shook his dick and then held it pointed towards me. I thought he wanted me to suck the last of his cum and tried to get my mouth to it but he started peeing on me and shooting his hot piss into my mouth and all over me. I was crying and fell back onto the floor exhausted. I was finally alone. After awhile, I don’t know how long it was, a guy and girl couple came in. They were very goth looking. Pale with black capes on and nothing else. They kind of settled around me and started caressing and stroking me. Whispering to me that everything was OK. Telling me they’d take care of me. And then my head was in the girl’s lap and she was stroking my hair and gently kissing me while he went down to my cocky and balls and gently started sucking at me. I was still so hot to cum and so hard. He was a hot cocksucker and soon had me so crazy with lust that I barely felt it when she used a razor to cut open the vein on one of my wrists. I looked and she was sucking at the blood that seeped out of me. He was sucking my cock and she was sucking my blood. She looked up and there was blood on her face and lips. She smiled at me and put my wrist up to my mouth. I sucked at my own blood and she kissed me and sucked it out of my mouth and into hers. He had some fingers in my stretched ass and was blowing my head off. They switched places and she ate my dick and balls sucking at me and jacking my cock. He was eating my blood and telling me he loved me. She was fingering my ass. Fucking me with her hand. “She’s so wide open. I’ve got four fingers in her ass.” She said. “Fist her baby. Fuck her with your arm.” He said. “Oh yes. I’ve got my hand inside her ass. She’s such a cockslut!” She said as she slowly fucked her arm in and out of me as he took some cloth from somewhere in his cape and tied it tightly around my wounded wrist. He moved down to my cock and started sucking me as his girl fisted my ass. My hips were cumming up off the floor and fucking my dicky into his hot mouth. “Cum in his mouth you slut.” She whispered as she pistoned in and out of my asscunt. I felt cum rising in me. “Oh god I’m gonna cum!” I screamed as my juice rose like oil gushing out of a well and into his mouth. The first blast went into his face and mouth and he pulled away and pointed my cock like a hose towards his lover. She had pulled out of my ass just as I shot which made me shoot more and it was spewing all over the place and they were both licking it up and sucking it til it was all gone. And then they both just got up and left me there. I don’t know how much time went by. But then these four big black guys came in. I think that’s another chapter in this particular story though. xxx Marlene Hung Henry thought the party was just a barbeque. Unlike his wife Nan, he hadn't read the invitation. It turned out to be a pool party that his boss was throwing for the new associates and everyone was expected to participate. Unfortunately Henry's swim suit was at home. Henry was considering his options for explaining this dilemma to his unforgiving boss when Julie Rogers came to his rescue. "Henry, I understand you have a rip in your swimming trunks," Julie said winking her eye. "Why don't you borrow Nick's team suit? He's about your size." Julie was the wife of his boss, Ben Rogers. She was a very attractive woman in her early forties with short blond hair, big blue eyes and an athlete's body. She was wearing green bikini bottoms that clung to her shapely ass cheeks and a t-shirt that covered a pair of small tits. "How did you know about my swim suit?" Henry asked Julie who was leading him up to Nick's room. Nick was her son. "Thank your wife," Julie replied. She pushed open the door. "You can change in here." Julie handed him Nick's red swim team Speedo. There wasn't much to it but he really didn't have a choice. Henry shed his clothes and wiggled into the tight outfit. He looked down and confirmed what he had feared. His sizeable "package" was much too obvious. He crept downstairs and peered out the front door hoping to reach the pool before anyone noticed. "Ah, there you are Henry," shouted Ben Rogers. "Come over and meet one of our most promising new associates, Veronica Blakely." Veronica was a gorgeous red-head right out of law school. She shamelessly wore a purple bikini that did little to hide her generously proportioned assets. Her shapely tits were showing more than a little cleavage. Henry could also see the swell of her camel-toe outlined against the tight bottoms. "Pleased to meet you, Henry," she purred in a sexy voice and extended her hand. While he was shaking her hand Veronica quickly glanced at Henry's package. Her eyes grew big. She quickly regained her composure and smiled at him with perfect white teeth and sparkling green eyes. "I'm sure it will be a pleasure working with you." Henry quickly folded his hands in front of the bulge and listened to Ben Rogers espouse all of the academic achievements Veronica had garnered at the country's most prestigious law school. Henry looked around the gathered audience and noticed Julie Rogers staring at his hands with her mouth agape. She looked up and met his eyes, then quickly looked away. The interest in Henry's package was not just a passing curiosity. His cock was abnormal by any standards. Fully erect it measured twelve inches with a circumference of over six inches. Little was left to the imagination with it stuffed into a tight red Speedo swim suit that was a size too small. Henry managed to extricate himself and get into the pool before any further embarrassment. After several lively games of volleyball and water basketball he stayed in the pool waiting for the right moment to leave. "Are you enjoying yourself?" Julie asked swimming over to where Henry was standing. "You look really good in Nick's suit. I hope it fits okay." Henry mumbled an affirmative. Julie moved closer. By now almost everyone else had left the pool to get something to eat. Henry stiffened and his eyes got big when he felt her fingers brush against his cock. He looked around to see if anyone was watching. "Perhaps it is a little tight in places," Julie teased giving him what felt like a gentle squeeze. "Why don't you come up to the house so you can change into something more comfortable?" Henry was speechless. Was that an accidental touch or had she actually squeezed him? Julie pulled herself out of the pool pausing to give Henry a bird's eye view of her shapely ass through the wet bottoms of her bikini. He could actually see the outline of her pussy clinging to the wet material. She stood and turned to face him with her legs slightly spread to show off her very noticeable camel-toe. "On your way perhaps you can help me with something in the kitchen," Julie continued with a mischievous smile on her face. "It'll just take a second." Henry waited a little longer to ensure that no one was looking. When the coast was clear he jumped out of the pool and ran to the back door. He entered the kitchen but didn't see Julie. "In here, Henry," he heard her say from the pantry. The pantry was narrow with barely enough room for one person. When Henry peeked inside he could see Julie waiting for him. He stepped into the pantry trying to figure out why she needed his help. Perhaps it was something on the top shelf. Julie was a petite 5'2" and would not be able to reach that high. "Close the door," she ordered with a stern look on her face. Henry hesitated for a second. Why did she want the door closed, he wondered? He saw her look up at the top shelf behind the door. "Just do it," she said with an air of exasperation in her voice. Henry closed the door. Julie stepped closer and put her hands on his chest. He could see her big blue eyes looking up at him. One of her hands slid down across his chest and stomach. Her fingers brushed across the bulge in his swim suit. He felt paralyzed as she grasped him through the thin material covering his cock. He could feel it growing hard under her touch. Her hand slipped into the Speedo and squeezed his throbbing flesh. "Um... Julie. This is not a good idea," Henry mumbled. Julie didn't bother to respond. She slid down his body and squatted in front of him. She untied the Speedo and pulled it down his thighs. His hard cock bounced free hitting her in the face. Henry knew he should stop her from going further, but he also knew he wasn't going to even if she was the boss' wife. "Holy shit," Julie exclaimed wrapping her fingers around his massive cock, "It's even bigger than I had imagined." Her tongue shot out and swirled across the bulbous head. Her lips followed. His cock slid into her hot and wet mouth. She attacked him like a hungry dog slurping and sucking his hard meat until spit was drooling down his shaft and dripping from her chin. She had enough room to use both hands to jerk him off while she rapidly bobbed her head up and down over his knob and swirled her tongue around the sensitive flesh. Henry could feel his head spinning and knew that at any moment he was going to fill her mouth with a huge load. Just before it happened Julie squeezed the base of his cock, licked the small dribble that oozed from the tip and stood. She turned around, pulled her bottoms down her thighs and bent over with her hands on a shelf. "Put it in me," she ordered tilting her ass in the air. Henry mumbled something about this not being such a good idea. Julie reached back, grabbed his cock and guided it to the open folds of her cunt, rubbing the smooth skin of his knob along her juicy gash. His head was throbbing. Any willpower Henry had tried to muster was gone. He knew that he was going to fuck his boss' wife in their pantry. "Fuck me, Henry," Julie demanded. "Do it. NOW." He grabbed her hips and pushed. Julie felt her pussy stretch to accommodate his huge size. She gasped as he slid deeper and deeper. Henry was amazed at how tight she was for a married woman with two kids. His cock plunged even deeper into her steamy hole until he bottomed out inside her with several inches still to go. He could feel her body trembling. "Oh god... fuck me." Henry moved his cock in long steady strokes. He could feel her fingers brush against his throbbing flesh when she moved a hand to her clit. Her legs were together because her suit was around her thighs which made the pressure even more incredible for both of them. Henry looked down and watched his hard meat glide in and out between her shapely ass cheeks. "Oooohhhh... ooohhhhh... uh... uh... uh..." Henry pounded his cock into her faster and harder driving it deeper into her body. Julie's gasps and moans were erratic. Juices flowed freely from her pussy and dribbled down her thighs. His cock made wet squishing sounds each time he thrust it into her dripping cunt. Henry slid his hands under her top and crushed her soft tits. His fingers caressed the swollen nipples and pinched the sensitive tips. Julie's fingers moved faster and faster across her clit. Her body stiffened and was suspended in time for a moment before she screamed. A huge explosion ripped through her pussy and shook her body. Henry could feel his own release building rapidly in his balls. He pounded his cock into her again and again. Julie continued to scream and gasp. One orgasm after the next sent her spinning into another world. Pussy juice streamed down her thighs and dripped from his balls. Henry could no longer hold back. His hard meat swelled inside her tight pussy. He thrust hard and grunted. An explosion rocketed from his cock. Stream after stream of hot cum filled her pussy until Henry could feel it leaking out the sides. Julie's screams slowly faded but her body was still shaking with his cock buried deep inside her cum filled pussy. He felt it twitch around him in several post orgasmic spasms. "Ohmygod," Julie gasped between breaths, "I don't think I've ever been fucked like that. You'll have to come by again... and soon." Julie finally pulled away. A flood of cum gushed from her pussy and streamed down her legs. Julie grabbed some napkins to clean herself. Then she pulled her bottoms back in place, adjusted her top, kissed him on the cheek and left. Henry had to wait several minutes before his cock would fit back in the tiny swim suit. Henry went upstairs to change into his clothes which were still in Nick's room. He felt guilty for what he had done. After all, he loved his wife. Nan was beautiful by any measure. He felt lucky to have her. Cheating on her in the pantry where Nan could have easily walked in on them, or his boss for that matter, had been reckless. It's not that Henry had always been faithful, but his affairs were discreet and away from home while on business. He justified it by telling himself that he had never asked Nan to be faithful to him and therefore assumed that she must be getting her needs met while he was away. This was the first time he had cheated on Nan near home. It was ot only with someone she knew, it was with the boss' wife. As these thought flashed through his mind, the door to the bedroom opened. Henry had just stepped out of the Speedo when he saw Veronica standing there dressed only in her skimpy purple bikini. She stared at his limp but still sizeable cock hanging between his legs. "I thought I might find you up here," Veronica said as she closed and locked the door. The shameless vixen proceeded to remove her top and step out of her bottoms. Henry found himself staring at a goddess. Her full pear-shaped tits were perfect. Her tiny waist was flat. A small patch of red pubic hair was neatly trimmed above the gash of her swollen pussy. It was impossible to keep his cock from growing harder in the presence of this sex goddess. "If we're going to work together I thought we should get to know each other a little better," purred Veronica in a sexy voice and stepping closer. "Look, Veronica, this isn't... I..." Henry couldn't finish his sentence. Veronica squatted in front of him and flicked her tongue across the knob of his cock causing it to twitch. She took him into her mouth with her green eyes locked onto his. After a few seconds she pulled him out and smacked her lips. "Oh my... the taste of pussy is strong. Who did you just fuck? It wasn't your wife because she was with me." Without waiting for an answer she took him back into her mouth. Henry was helpless to stop her. He could feel his cock pounding and doing all the thinking for him. Her lips made loud slurping sounds as she devoured him. Teeth raked across his knob. Her tongue explored the ridges and veins of his swollen member. She finally pulled him from her mouth. "I saw Julie coming out of the house with a smile on her face. Did you fuck the boss' wife? You did, didn't you? Don't worry, I won't tell. Not as long as you do what I say." Veronica pushed him back and onto the bed. She climbed on top of him lowering her pussy to his face. He stared at her swollen treasure as it came closer. Beads of cunt juice clung to the pink folds that pushed out from the gash down the middle. He opened his mouth and clamped it around her juicy plum, then plunged his tongue into her steamy cunt. Veronica leaned forward and sucked his throbbing member back into her mouth. She ground her pussy hard against his face smearing it with juices that oozed from her opening. Henry sucked and slurped her pussy like a desperate schoolboy eating a cream pie. He rubbed his nose through her gash. His tongue found her clit and then the tight nub of her pink asshole. She pulled up from his cock and rotated against his tongue. "Ohmygod, you certainly know how to eat a girl. Put your fingers in me." Her lips slid back down his shaft. He heard her muffled moans when two fingers plunged into her pussy. He slammed them in and out of her juicy hole. His tongue continued its manipulations against her asshole. Veronica reached a hand between her legs and rubbed her clit. He felt her body stiffen. He pulled his fingers from her pussy and clamped his mouth over her swollen mound. "Oh fuck... oh god... UUUUNNNGGGHHHHHH..." A surge of sweet creamy elixir filled his mouth. His tongue shot up into her quivering cunt. She squealed and moaned as she rode his face. Her thighs shook. More cunt juice dribbled into his mouth. She finally dragged her pussy from his face and slid it down his body. "You're the first guy in ages that's made me cum with his tongue. Usually I only get off like that from girls. Now let's see what this monster can do." She continued moving down his body until she was on her knees straddling his cock. He could see her dripping pussy folded open between her creamy white ass cheeks. Veronica grabbed his cock and guided it to her pussy. She had to push up on her knees before it would fit. She moved it back and forth along her gash until it slotted in the opening to her cunt. Henry watched the knob of his cock slowly split her open and disappear into her pussy. Veronica stopped briefly to adjust to his size before pushing down again. Inch by inch his swollen shaft disappeared up her steamy cunt. She was very tight and had to occasionally lift up before pushing down again to take him deeper. He bottomed out with several inches left to go. She fucked him with the same aggressiveness that she had sucked his cock. He had a perfect view of her ass moving up and down like a piston. She rode him hard by lifting up until the flange of his knob was visible and then slamming down on his length and driving him deep into her cunt. Occasionally she would stop and hold him there while she rotated her pussy around his shaft. Veronica's fingers moved to her clit. She fucked him harder if that was possible. Cunt cream oozed from her pussy and clung to the sides of his shaft. Her breathing became erratic and her moans louder. Her toes curled under her feet. She slammed down hard on his cock and screamed. She held him deep as her whole body shook. She fell backwards onto his chest still shaking. He thrust deep into her cunt sending her into more convulsions. After catching her breath she mounted him again, this time facing him. They kissed and fucked like two desperate lovers until another orgasm exploded from her pussy. As soon as she recovered she climbed off him and lowered her mouth to his cock. It didn't take long before cum was surging up the length of his shaft. Veronica pulled him from her mouth and aimed his cock squarely at her face. Stream after stream of hot cream splattered up her nose and over her cheeks and forehead with some of it landing in her hair. She took him back into her mouth and drained the last few drops. "You have made me a shameless whore. I love it. I'll see you at work on Monday." With cum still dripping from her chin, Veronica got out of bed, picked up her bikini and walked naked into the bathroom across the hall. Henry quickly dressed and ran downstairs to find Nan. She asked where he had been hiding. Before Henry could make up a lie Veronica walked out of the house in her purple bikini and waved at him. Nan quickly put two and two together. "You fucked her, didn't you? You sonofabitch." "No I..." "I don't believe you," Nan practically shouted. She grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the house. "Let's go into the bathroom. I want to see your cock." Henry was helpless to do anything. He was busted. Why hadn't he cleaned himself afterwards? Okay, he thought, he would admit to doing Veronica but she didn't have to know about Julie. He would tell Nan that Veronica attacked him without provocation, which was the truth, and that he couldn't stop himself. After all, he was a man. Maybe she would understand. Nan locked the bathroom door and made Henry pull down his pants. Her eyes examined the huge cock that she had fallen in love with on their third date. She lifted the heavy slab of meat and flicked her tongue across the large knob. Her suspicions were immediately confirmed. Nan wanted to be mad but her pussy was dripping with need. There was something erotic and forbidden about tasting another woman on her husband's cock. Instead of confronting him she found herself sliding his cunt tasting cock into her mouth. She could feel it growing harder as she swirled her tongue around it. Henry didn't know what was happening. Maybe Nan hadn't recognized the taste of another woman's pussy although he doubted that. He really didn't have time to think much about it. Nan knew how to suck a cock better than anyone and was doing things to him that had his head spinning. Nan had been the only woman he had ever known who could actually swallow his entire cock. He looked down at her lips pressed against his pubes and felt her throat muscles massaging his hard meat. He noticed that she had a hand between her legs and was rubbing her pussy. She often got off just by sucking his cock and this was no exception. Nan's body stiffened. Henry's cock fell from her mouth. She trembled and felt her pussy gush into her panties. Without saying a word Nan pushed Henry down on the toilet seat. She stepped out of her shorts and panties and sat down on his lap facing away. She couldn't stand to look at him at the moment. She just wanted to get fucked. Nan guided his hard cock to her dripping pussy. She bit her lip to stifle a gasp when she felt it plunge deep into her body. Henry's hands pushed under her top and crushed her ample tits. Nan lifted up and slammed down on his length again and again driving him deep into her belly. She loved the feel of his cock so deep inside her. No man had ever come close to filling her like this. "Ah... ah ... ah... oh god... nnnnnggggghhh..." An orgasm ripped through her body. She continued to ride him. Henry pinched her nipples hard and thrust up into his wife each time she plunged her pussy down on his cock. A second, third and fourth tremor rocked her entire being until she had lost complete control. Not able to stand any more pleasure Nan lifted off his cock and sprayed pussy juice across the floor when her final orgasm hit. "That's just to show you what you are going to be missing," Nan told him after catching her breath. She stepped into her shorts and panties. "I want you out of the house by tonight." Henry couldn't believe she had left him high and dry like that. His cock was about to explode and she wasn't going to finish him. Rather than concentrate on what she had said about throwing him out of the house, Henry went in search of Julie to relieve the tension in his balls. After all, she had practically invited him to fuck her again. Hung He saw her standing with Veronica. They had both changed into shorts. Julie was dressed somewhat conservatively, but Veronica's white shorts looked like they had been painted onto her body. He could see the whale tail of her thong peeking out from her low cut waistline in the back "Oh there you are, Henry," Julie greeted him with the smile of a hostess. "Veronica and I were just talking about you. Did I see Nan leave?' "Uh... yeah," Henry mumbled looking down at the ground. "Um, she wasn't feeling well. Something she ate I think. She insisted that I stay and pay my respects. You know, Ben being my boss and all. I'll get a ride home with someone or call a taxi." "You can ride with me," Veronica offered without hesitation. 'Uh... yeah. Okay," Henry accepted hesitantly. "Look, Julie, can I have a word with you inside. It won't take long." "Of course, Henry," Julie replied politely putting her hand on his arm. "I was just about to give Veronica a tour of the house. Ben will be tied up with those clients over there for at least the next hour and we were getting bored." It wasn't what Henry had in mind but he had no choice. Once they finished the tour he was hoping to get Julie alone for a quick fuck. His balls would just have to wait. They did a quick tour of the downstairs and went upstairs to see the master bedroom. It was huge. A tall king sized bed stood in the corner. "Unfortunately not much happens here, at least not when Ben is around," Julie joked stepping into the bedroom. "He's all business. I honestly don't know how we produced two kids." "You poor thing," Veronica said trying to sooth her. She slid a hand up Julie's arm and looked into her eyes. "A beautiful woman like you deserves a little pleasure from time to time." "It's not so bad," Julie told her moving closer. "I have ways of keeping myself satisfied." "I think I know exactly what you mean," Veronica whispered. Their lips were only inches apart. "A woman has to have her toys when a good man is not around." Their lips met. Henry watched completely bewildered. They carried on like he wasn't even there. He saw Julie open her mouth. Their tongues mingled. Henry's cock quickly grew hard. Was he going to be witness to a lesbian show? Veronica's arms went around Julie and pulled her closer. The kiss continued. Their bodies ground together. Julie finally pushed Veronica away. "But there is a good man around," Julie said looking over at Henry. "And we both know what he has to offer." "Yes we do, don't we?" Veronica confirmed. She also turned to look at Henry. Julie closed the bedroom door. Henry was speechless. After all, this is what he wanted, and two was better than one. "Henry, aren't you going to join us?" Julie asked snapping him out of his trance. Veronica and Julie were on the bed. Julie's shorts were unzipped in front and her top was pushed up over her tits. Veronica was sucking one of Julie's nipples while her hand dug around inside Julie's panties. Veronica's top and shorts were on the floor but she was still wearing her thongs. Henry quickly ripped his clothes from his body. His cock was already hard and poked out like a battering ram from between his legs. He climbed onto the bed on his knees and fed his throbbing meat to Julie's waiting mouth. She eagerly sucked it between her lips and swirled her tongue across the sensitive knob. Veronica pulled Julie's shorts and panties from her body. She clamped her mouth over the shaved pussy and sucked on the juicy plum between Julie's legs. Julie moaned around Henry's cock when she felt Veronica's tongue push into her body. Veronica lifted her head and looked at Henry with cunt juice glistening on her lips. "Get back here and fuck me," she ordered before burying her face back in Julie's pussy. Henry pulled his cock from Julie's drooling lips and scooted around behind Veronica. She was on her knees with her ass in the air. Henry looked down at her creamy cheeks and slid his cock between them. He pulled her thong to the side and slipped his bulbous knob between her folds. Veronica gasped when he pushed and buried his cock deep in her pussy. Henry went slowly. He wanted the moment to last. He watched Julie squirming on the bed and pinching her nipples while Veronica eagerly sucked and slurped her juices from between Julie's legs. He looked down and watched his cock slide in and out of Veronica's tight pussy between her perfectly rounded spheres. If there was a heaven then Henry was there. "Your turn, Julie," Veronica declared lifting her head from Julie's cunt. "You can eat my pussy while he fucks you." Henry scooted on his knees between Julie's legs and buried his cock inside her cunt. Veronica pulled off her thong and swung her leg over Julie's head. Henry watched Julie's mouth open around Veronica's swollen sex as she lowered it to Julie's face. Veronica and Henry were facing each other. She pulled his head to hers and kissed him on the mouth using her tongue. The strong taste of Julie's pussy was still on her lips. As much as he wanted to hold back Henry knew it was going to be impossible. His balls were rapidly filling with cum. Julie's tight cunt squeezed him each time he thrust it in and out of her pussy just adding fuel to the impending explosion. Veronica leaned forward and rubbed her fingertip across Julie's clit. It was too much for Julie to take. Henry watched Julie stiffen just before her body thrashed in a series of violent jerks. Henry continued to drive his cock deep into her cunt. He felt his cock swell and was about to fill Julie's pussy when Veronica quickly pulled him out and clamped her lips around his shaft. Several powerful blasts of hot cum exploded into Veronica's mouth. She kept her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft until he was at last drained. Henry sat back on the bed and watched Veronica lower her face until it was six inches above Julie's head. A steady stream of cum drooled from Veronica's lips into Julie's open mouth with some splashing on her lips in the process. Veronica then lowered her mouth to Julie's. The two of them kissed and shared his cum until it was all gone. "Why don't you show me some of the toys you mentioned?" Veronica asked as they broke their embrace. Henry grabbed his clothes and ran from the room. Veronica was going to be busy for some time so he called a taxi. When he arrived at home he saw his clothes and key possessions sitting on the driveway. He pounded on the door but there was no response. Henry didn't have a key because Nan had taken his to drive home. Henry piled his possessions into the taxi and headed for a motel. Will Nan forgive Henry and let him back into the house? Will she be able to find an appropriate substitute for his big cock? Will his boss find out that he fucked his wife? Who else will Henry fuck with his big cock? Stay tuned for the next chapter. Hung and Impaled I looked up from my book as I saw headlights illuminate my study. A car had entered my driveway. I raised my wrist in languid motion and saw that it was 8:45 and I knew just who it was. I had instructed my sub to arrive promptly at 9 and be on my back deck awaiting me in position #4. Well, I guess I can't blame Jeremy for being on time... too bad. No, wait, I could still punish him for being early... perfect. I went back to my book and raised my wine glass to taste the sweet grapes from the cote de Rhone region of southern France. The wine went down smoothly and sent warm notes to the tips of my toes. I had a hard time reading and was tempted to start my playtime, my dark goddess was wanting release. However, I knew that I must keep my sub in line, so forced myself to sip my wine and go back to my book for the next fifteen minutes. Finally I noticed that the clock over my mantle was showing 2100 so I put down my book and got off my settee. Slowly sauntering past my stairs to the second floor, I went through my kitchen to my back door. I looked out the ranch slider onto my deck and smiled an evil grin. Jeremy was just as instructed, naked as the day he was born, on all fours in the middle of my back deck. I set my wine down on my kitchen island. Grabbing his collar and my crop I opened the door and stepped outside. I saw Jeremy stiffen at the sound of my presence. His breath caught as he smelled my perfume. I bet his heart began to beat quickly in his chest as he knew I was observing him in obeisance to my dark goddess. I slowly walked over to him, my high heels clicking on my patio. Reaching down I fastened his collar around his strong neck, making him know he was mine to control. I then bent at the waist to put my lips close to his ear. Whispering in my most dominate voice I told him, "Jeremy, tonight you are mine. Are you prepared to submit?" "Yes, mistress," he whispered. "Good, tonight I have some fun in store. Hold my crop as I get you leashed. I need to prepare you." I lowered my riding crop and held it in front of his face. He opened his talented mouth and I forced my crop into his waiting mouth. Once he closed his lips around my instrument of control, I stood up and walked back inside. I knew keeping him on all fours, naked on my deck and collared would begin his journey into subspace. I went inside and took a sip of wine as I gathered up his leash. I liked the feel of its thick strong braided rope and let it run through my fingers. Black and red, it just looked menacing. I went back outside and clipped the leash to Jeremy's collar. I pulled it roughly making his head rise up offering up the crop still clenched in his jaws. I took it back and looked beneath him seeing his cock was already stiff and throbbing. "I see you are enjoying this way too much, dildo whore," I hissed at him. I gave his ass a hard whack with my crop, "Be a good doggy and roll over onto your back." He quickly complied, rolling over. Now his dick was pointing skyward, and taking the riding crop I aimed it at his swollen head. I let my hand flick, hitting his erect cock with my crop. I laughed at how it was smacked to the side, yet came right back to attention. Jeremy hissed with the pain, so I gave him another swat to cool his ardor. Several more times I whipped his penis until the pain made it so my sub was unable to resist crying out. "Oh my, Jeremy, it seems that you are starting to enjoy the pain. That little prick is still staying hard despite me trying to help you out and get it soft. I guess all my training is starting to finally pay off. Are you starting to become my pain slut? Does the pain excite you?" Jeremy turned his head, ashamed, "Yes Mistress." "Well, enough lollygagging, get back where you belong, on your hands and knees before your goddess. " Jeremy rolled over and I took up his leash. Placing my boot by his head my sub lowered his face and kissed my foot. That's what I like about my dildo whore, he always wants to please his Domme. Moving to his rear, I took my high heeled boot and pressed his ass, pushing him forward. He took the hint and began to crawl towards my open door. I kept a tight hold on his leash, making sure he didn't go to fast. In through the kitchen he crawled, like the pet he was. Around the kitchen table into the hallway that led to my sitting room. I however had different plans, and stopped him with a firm tug on his leashed neck. He turned his head towards me with a questioning look. Without a word, I just gave another tug and turned him around, leading him to my basement stairs. Opening the door, I turned on the light and began downstairs. Jeremy crossed the threshold and began the slow crawl down the stairs. Going headfirst, on all fours down a stairway isn't an easy, nor comfortable thing; but my pet did me proud by making it down all the steps to my cement floor. "Remember how I said I always wanted to turn my basement into a proper dungeon, dildo whore?" I asked yanking on his leash. "Some good dungeon furniture, maybe a St Andrew's cross in the corner to whip you on. I can put the milking bench in here too. Soundproof the windows to prevent the neighbors from hearing your cries of pleasure and pain. Well, I've begun to modify this room for some new fun. The first thing I've done it attach some strong hooks into the ceiling. So nice of the architect to make my basement with high ceilings." I pulled on his leash and led my sub to the middle of the floor. with a tap of my foot and a "up now" command I brought Jeremy to his feet. Directly under the two bolts in the ceiling were two milk crates. I got Jeremy to his feet and up on the boxes. I stroked his chest with my red painted nails and informed him, "I made an estimate on how tall you were, but I have to be sure, Dildo Whore. I want you stretched fully from the ceiling, but not completely hung; well, not yet at least. Position 5 - NOW!" Jeremy immediately stood straight with both his hands held straight out in front of him, palms up. I then went over to a low bench and got the two cuffs for my subs wrists. I enjoyed the feel of the supple leather as I fastened them tightly around his outstretched arms. Taking two lengths of chain in my hands I climbed up on a stepladder I brought. I clipped the chains to his wrists then ran them up to the hooks I had put into the ceiling beam. They were 3 feet apart and sunk in deep enough to support dildo whore's weight if I ever felt like totally suspending him. I attached the chain to the hooks and then stepped down in front of Jeremy's outstretched body. "Ok, slave. Now step down off the crates, I need to see if I made your chains the right length." Jeremy gingerly stepped off the milk crates to the floor. His arms were fully stretched above his head, but he could just stand tiptoed on the floor. I could see the grimace on his face, obviously being stretched so fully was putting some strain on his arms and shoulders. "That's perfect, sub. Now, back up on the crates. I have something in surprise for you. I bet you were thinking that just hanging you from my ceiling would be your fate for tonight." Jeremy replied, "Yes, mistress." as he pulled himself back up to stand on the milk crates taking the pressure off his wrists. "One day I may do that," I smiled at him. "Imagine just hanging from my ceiling, having me whip your ass just so I can see you sway like a piñata. But today I plan on giving you some predicament bondage. You'll get to choose your fate, neither being fun. Well, fun for me, just not fun for you." I took two lengths of rope and tied them to the outside section of each of the milk crates that Jeremy was perched on. I ran each to a vertical support beam then back to the front. "See what I can do now, Dildo Whore? I can spread you for my pleasure with just a slight pull on your lines." With a tug I pulled on the two ropes. Each of the milk crates then slowly pulled apart forcing Jeremy's legs to separate slightly. I liked the look my sub gave me as he grasped the chains holding him suspended from the ceiling. He could see his predicament as I pulled again on my rope spreading him another few inches wider. Reaching up and pulling on his left nipple I asked Jeremy, "What do I call you sub?" He looked down and answered, "Your dildo whore, Mistress Wendy." "That's right, and now it's time to earn your name, yet again." I went over to the wall and pulled my new creation over so my suspended pet could see. It was a huge black dildo affixed to an adjustable pole, pointed straight up. The dildo was ten inches long and had a flared base so it went from simply large at its tip to huge at its base. I had made the stand from two sections of PVC pipe with one inside the other. I could raise or lower its height and keep it there with a simple pin that went through both sections. The whole thing kept upright on a flat section of plywood. I pushed my contraption between his spread legs, and spread some lube over the monster black cock. Raising it up I positioned the tip of it right against Jeremy's puckered asshole. It was so cute, Jeremy was raising himself up on his toes to try to delay the inevitable ass fucking he was going to get. With a firm push I got the tip inserted and was rewarded with a grunt from my suspended sub. I then left him there and went and got a lawn chair and positioned it a few feet in front of my helpless pet. I sat down and picked up the two ropes. "Now, Dildo Whore you can see the predicament I have put you in. With a slight tug I separate your legs and when you lower, my monster cock splits your asshole. Of course, you can try to hold yourself up by your wrists to prevent it, but just how long can you do that before your arms tire. What will give way first, your arms, or your violated ass?" To show him how vulnerable he was I pulled on the ropes. The two milk crates moved further apart and Jeremy's legs were split wider. Initially he was lowered further onto the big dildo, but with a cry he pulled on his chains and raised himself back up a few inches onto his tip toes. I just sat and watched him struggle there for a few minutes. Finally I could see the strain taking its toll, his calves and arms were feeling the burn and he started to get a nervous look in his eyes. Realizing he had to save his strength, Jeremy slowly relaxed and slid back down onto the immovable dildo. I chuckled, "See my dirty sub, you can take it. I find it hot watching you forced to fuck yourself up the ass like this." He looked at me and I again yanked on the ropes splitting his legs even further. He was taken by surprise and again dropped further down until with a cry he pulled himself back up. His legs were now getting pretty spread wide. "Now, this is thirsty work, I forgot to bring my wine with me, sub. You better be taking more of that dildo up your ass by the time I return." I went back up the stairs. I looked over my shoulder seeing Jeremy hung and impaled from the basement ceiling. Oh yes, I really needed to do more work down here to turn it into a proper dungeon. I went to my kitchen and refilled my wine glass and also picked up a set of nipple clamps on a chain. I so wanted to just go back down and play some more with my helpless slave... but I figured leaving him alone for a few minutes would heighten his submissive side. After forcing myself to wait for five minutes, I went back down the basement stairs making sure to take them slowly. My high heels making sinister clicks with each step. When I reached the bottom I could see Jeremy had slid more of that big black dildo up his ass. He was flatfooted on the milk crates, his arms must have gotten tired. I slowly sauntered over to him and ran my hands down his back to his tight ass. Giving it a hard spank made him jump nicely and he rose off the dildo pole for a moment, only to slowly settle back down. I ran my hand over his trembling thigh, "Oh my poor dildo whore. Your legs are trembling and you are starting to sweat. I guess you'd rather take this big dildo up your already violated ass than exercise your muscles anymore. Well, I will be a good Mistress and give you something else to occupy your mind." I went around his front and attached both nipples clamps. I loved the shiny chain that connected them and ran down his chest. They were clover clamps that tightened up the more they were pulled, and I gave the chain a good pull causing my sub to hiss in pain. I went back to my chair, slowly sitting down making sure Jeremy got a good view of my ass. I picked up the ropes in my right hand and took up the slack. My sub noticed this and he immediately tensed up. I took up my wine glass in my left hand and bought it to my red lips. Looking deeply into Jeremy's eyes, I paused and gave him a slow wink and yanked the crates out from under his feet. The crates were pulled well away from Jeremy leaving him completely suspended from my ceiling. His entire weight was supported by his trembling biceps and lats that were already straining and sore. His legs kicked helplessly trying to find any purchase to stand on without success as Jeremy cried out. "Don't try to fight it, pet. You know you can't hold out against gravity forever. Just accept that big black cock deep up your asshole." My pet's body was swaying, but the dildo was already up his ass so it wasn't going anywhere but deeper. Jeremy's arms were trembling but he wasn't going down as fast as I'd wanted. I stood and grabbed my riding crop. I Approached my hung sub, grinning at his moans and watching him strain. I reached out with my crop and gave his swollen prick a good smack. Jeremy cried out in pain and looked at me in panic. "You are taking way too much time to fuck yourselves on my dildo. Down boy, down now, " I commanded with another hard smack against his cock. "Who are you?" Jeremy winced and lowered himself as his arms started to fail him, "I'm your dildo whore Mistress." "Damn right you are, now take it and don't waste my time." I grasped the chain holding the nipple clamps and pulled them down fiercely. With a loud gasp Jeremy let himself down until his toes finally touched the ground and he could take some of the weight off his arms. Sweat was now running down his chest, I couldn't tell if it was from the effort of staying on his toes, or the big cock stretching his asshole. "This is a great predicament you have found yourself in, isn't it?" I mused. "If your toes and calves get sore, you can pull yourself up for a while. But you will know that eventually you're going to tire and have to just impale yourself all over again. So, I wonder just how many times you're going to fuck yourself without me having to do a thing..." "I don't know mistress." "Keep a good count, dildo whore. I'll be back in a hour and I'll want to know. Oh, and I think I'll go get my heavy flogger to turn your ass red. My playtime isn't over by far." I turned and sauntered over to the stairs. Jeremy looked great, trembling and hanging from my ceiling. I blew him a kiss and turned out the light. Hung Black Guy: A Life "The time has come....." the Walrus said, I have read loads of stories on this site and enjoyed so many of them that I thought I should start collating random parts of my past. I do this for nobodies benefit but mine own. I am new to the principles of writing for others entertainment so treat me gently! I hope I get better at this The city of London in England is a huge metropolis on a global scale. It has a vibrant mix of people from all parts of the world and for the most part seems to get by with less tension than in lots of other cities. I am a black guy who has lived here all my life – my family have been here for hundreds of years. I think of myself firstly as British and secondly as black. I am comfortable in my skin with nothing to prove to anyone other than myself. But, this was not always the case. When I was younger I was on a mission to prove that I was better than other men, bigger than "little white boys", the best fuck that women would ever experience, you name it I was a man with lots to prove. I guess I was insecure about who I was and my place in the world. So, these vignettes I will share are all a part of who I have become Saturday night in a hot and sweaty bar in the Covent Garden area of London, outside it is one of those sultry, humid nights that our capital city does so well. I needed a cold beer and I needed it now! Back from University for the long summer holiday I was looking forward to a night out on the town with my mates. Despite the fact I am 6 foot 4 and muscular I always become invisible in front of bars. My mates joke about the fact that it takes me longer than everyone else to get served so usually I just proffer money to them and get them to get the drinks. Tonight though, I was the first of our group to arrive so I had no one to help me. I stood lamely waiting my turn whilst men and women appeared from nowhere, got noticed and returned to their tables with the drinks I so desperately needed to quench my thirst. I sensed someone other than the bar staff was watching me – that innate feeling defying reason but too real and occurring too often to not exist. I turned to my left and saw her. Sitting some ten feet away from me but staring intently in my direction was a woman of whom I had not yet had the pleasure of. Our eyes met in an instant and she smiled a wonderful deep sincere smile that would have melted the most cynical of hearts. Here was I a black teenager with attitude, a chip on both his shoulders and a desire to establish himself in the world not just to exist but to rebel against hundreds of years of perceived oppression. Yet in that split second I was overwhelmed and defenceless She beckoned me over with her finger and a lick of her top lip that was irresistible. I was totally lost! "You seem to be struggling there boy" (I immediately felt my hackles rise with the use of the word "boy". Oh, there was an edge to her alright; she had a crystal cut accent that was clearly from the upper strata of society. For the first time I looked at something other than her eyes and lips and beckoning finger. She was tall, probably 5 foot 8 or 9, English rose complexion, brunette hair that cascaded to her shoulders and wonderfully lean body leading up to a suspiciously rounded bosom that seemed almost too perfect. She was aged mid twenties possibly a bit older but no more. She offered her hand and the name of Abigail. I took her hand and shook it offering my name Del in return. "So you want a drink" It was a statement rather than a question. There was a directness I didn't feel entirely comfortable with. Within seconds a cold beer was in my hand. It was almost as if the bar staff were there waiting on her order. "Not seen you here before Del...." she barked at me ".....and believe me I would have noticed you" she smiled but not in a friendly way it was more of a challenge to me to see my reaction. "Ever fucked a white woman?" They way she spoke the words with that accent was really quite intoxicating. I did not expect a clearly cultured, expensively educated woman to come straight out with that kind of question. I nodded and quietly offered "a few" as my response. "But no one like me boy" she was getting feisty with me less than a minute after our first introduction. "Probably not" I said feeling uncomfortable. Up until then in my life it had been me that had fucked women they had not fucked me. I had been in charge, the power rested with my cock and my desire to use it as I saw fit. I was not quite a misogynist but I was probably not far off it. I was trying to undo hundreds of years where black men were definitely second class citizens. "Del, I am the best fuck in Britain, and maybe, just maybe you are going to be lucky enough experience sex like you have never even dreamed of" "Well Abigail that will be for me to determine won't it" she looked half shocked and half amused, as if someone of my youth and colour should be so bold with her. Ignoring my statement she carried on "Cock size?" when I didn't immediately answer she looked at my crotch and once again demanded "Cock size?" I looked back at her and felt uncomfortable yet knowing for once in my life I was powerless, no longer was it the black youth in charge of his sexual destiny. "9 ¾ inches hard" she smiled a warmer smile than before. "girth?" I had to confess I had never measured round it at that time in my life. She barely accepted that answer and carried on with her inquisition "But I assume you are not thin like a pencil or anything stupid like that?" I shook my head and confirmed that no, I was not some thinly endowed guy "Ok, then finish your beer and lets get out of here. I have a car round the corner and it isn't far to get home" It seemed somewhat futile to argue and I confess I was both intrigued and desperate to reclaim some of my dignity from this first class bitch. Within minutes of our initial meeting we were climbing into her Mercedes sports car and driving at speed through the streets of London. We pulled up in front of an imposing town house in Belgravia. "This is us" she said and then waited for me to open her door for her. Entering the house I noticed it was exquisitely decorated and furnished. Boy, she came from a different world to me. "Upstairs then" we climbed 2 flights of a wide flowing staircase and entered her bedroom suite. "You strip off and wait on the bed whilst I freshen up". I nodded and started to take my shirt off. "Mmmm" she whispered as if to herself, "you will do very nicely Del" she lightly stroked my shoulders and kissed the back of my neck before disappearing into her en suite bathroom. I removed my shoes, socks and trousers before deciding to keep my boxer shorts on. I sat on the edge of her huge bed like a little lost school boy. It felt odd for me to go from a Mandingo warrior of my previous conquests to someone now at the behest of a white woman. My cock was semi-hard at the thought of what I thought was going to transpire. Minutes later she returned wearing just a bra and panties – her impressive tits straining against the lacy material "I thought I told you to strip? So why are you still wearing those shorts? Off with them right this very instant" and without a pause she continued "oh very well come here and let me do it" she took both her thumbs and slid them under the bottom of my shorts and yanked them down. My cock though not quite hard sprang out. She smiled a big broad smile. "Yes you will certainly do" She opened up a bedside cabinet "first things first, let's measure you" I was amazed by her almost clinical nature and the casualness that she dealt with me. Pulling a tape measure from a drawer she placed it on to the bed – put her hand to my cock stroked it then placed it into her mouth. Sensing it was becoming fully hard she took the tape and measured it both for length and girth "for your future reference it is 6 ¼ inches round". She then took out a pocket book and wrote in it – all I could do was shake my head in disbelief. "So how do I compare then?" she looked at me intently and smiled "Oh you are by far the biggest, you sweet black boy" she stood up and in an instant unfastened her bra and pulled down her knickers "and how do I compare? You like my tits? They are the best money can buy, 15,000 Pounds – they were a birthday present from my husband but whether they were for me or him is a moot point" She stood before me, a vision of almost perfect beauty and I wanted her so bad. My cock stood hard and proud at a dramatic angle from my body, my large balls pulled tightly up by the ferocity of my erection yet despite my longing I had to ask her "Your husband?" and then added "and are you still married?" She laughed loudly "oh yes who do you think pays for all this?" she waved her hand round her bedroom. "Now fuck me harder than you ever fucked anyone in your life" Grabbing hold of my cock aggressively she sucked and worked her hands up and down its full length causing me to groan loudly. "come on black boy, fuck me, make me your little white rich bitch" at that point I lost my control, composure and shyness. I leant over and pulled her on to the bed and started to lick, bite, stroke, paw and devour her body in a wild, uncontrolled display of my masculine sexuality. Her body was flawless perfection, tits felt real but were just too perfect to actually be real– her nipples hard and full, her legs long and smooth, her pubic hair trimmed and immaculate, her skin smooth and soft, her perfume lost in a mix of excitement and her natural musk. Fuck, I wanted her so bad. We rolled around on the bed kissing and touching until I pulled her on top of me, reaching behind her I massaged her ass cheeks with one hand whilst sliding my other hand onto her clit and rolling it gently between thumb and forefinger. She groaned and started to shudder. Looking me deep in the eye she pleaded with me to fuck her and then if I hadn't got the message she shouted out "I want you and I want you now!" I thrust my hard cock into her as she straddled me, gone was any pretence of subtlety or of this being an act of love making, for me it was an urgent need to fuck this upper class bitch like she had never been fucked before and for her it was to experience the reality of a thousand fantasies, She took my cock deeper inside her than any man had ever been. Her cunt was wet and tight and eager to be filled by my oversized manhood. She was totally lost to the moment as she rode me like her own black stallion. She was almost delirious with pleasure screaming, whimpering as if she was speaking in tongues, and then she suddenly became lucid "Gerald get out here right now, see how a real man fucks your wife" I sat up with a start, a pasty faced, balding guy in his 30's emerged out of the bathroom, naked save for a dog collar and leash. He was not fat but he was out of shape and he sported an erection that would be at most 4 inches. He looked chastised and excited in equal measure "Gerald, Del is filling me like you never could, and more than any other man ever has. He is fucking like a real man should and like you never will" Gerald you are a poor excuse for a man and if it wasn't for your money I would have fucked off years ago. You will watch us until we have finished fucking and you will be grateful to Del for what he is giving to your wife" Gerald nodded and said nothing. We continued to fuck, initially I could not get the image of her cuckolded husband out of my head but as the pace of our fucking built to a climax I started to forget him. Abigail's beautiful visage started to contort, her eyes flickered and she screamed at me that she was about to come. I pumped deep into her faster and faster until I felt my cock twitch and the liberal amounts of pre-cum I had had oozing out of me previously was replaced with long thick strands or cum being shot deep into her as my buttocks tensed and I resorted to some primeval urge to push my cock as deep inside her as possible and to splatter her insides with my man muck. We collapsed into each others arms and forgetting herself for a moment she kissed me long and deeply and thanked me for fulfilling her needs, desires and fantasies. The recomposing herself she lifted herself off me and lied on the bed and sternly barked at her husband "Gerald, now that I have been fucked by a real man you can act like the little puppy dog that you are by licking out the cum that Del has so generously filled me with" saying nothing he obediently walked over to the bed and did as he was told. Abigail leant over and kissed me again. Pointing to the bathroom door she told me to go shower as she would be sometime. I went and washed myself – stroking my cock with the soap in the shower I felt the first tell tale signs of hardness returning to my loins. Would I required to perform again I wondered? Refreshed and wrapped in an expensive plush towel I returned to the bedroom to watch Gerald continue to lick his wife whilst she feigned disinterest and filed her nails. Looking up she smiled and motioned me over to her. She tugged away the towel and stroked my cock slowly and sensually. "Del, I could give you a very good life courtesy of my husband, and my friends will absolutely adore you! Leave me your telephone number and I will be in touch tomorrow. There is money in Gerald's wallet over there take it all and buy yourself something nice as a thank you from him for what you have given his wife tonight" Gerald looked up at me from between Abigail's thighs "Thank you master" was all he said. I slowly got dressed and left them in their bedroom, I took some money but not all of it – I figured I could get a taxi back to Covent Garden and buy my friends some drinks to appease them for my late arrival and maybe a bite to eat later. Abigail was right – my life never was quite the same again – but more of that in future instalments of my sexual encounters through the years.