Dee - Earning My Canine Card

 Dee - Some have noticed I have been sporting three Doggy tallies on my belly. Well, eventually, here are the stories of how I earnt my Canine Card! 

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Dee - First Timer

 

Dee: Hi guys I am back and I want to let you know there will be a few stories and pictures of me coming out this month so prepare yourself for a ‘Dee Heavy November’!

You all saw my recent update and I’m just recovering before a big story lands but thought I’d tell you about a fun little encounter that happened a day or so before I got knocked up recently.

It was just another sunny evening on the streets and I was loitering around the alleys of the city looking for clients. I hadn’t been working for long and had a couple of blow jobs and hand jobs to get me started.

I was looking pretty tempting in my purple fishnet dress if I may say so myself and I had just re-emerged from behind a dumpster, wiping my lips, following my latest client back out onto the street. He wandered off and I still had the taste of his cum in my mouth as I licked my lips when I noticed some young looking guy across the street. He seemed pretty nervous and was pacing back and forth as he kept looking across the street at me.

I stepped closer to the curb and leant seductively against a lamp post. I flashed him a smile and he quickly turned away. I couldn’t help but laugh lightly to myself as I watched him from across the street.

Eventually, he crossed the street and started to walk towards me but stopped, thought more about it and turned nervously away. “You alright Sir?” I called out to him. He turned towards me and bit his lower lip nervously. “Um y..Yes m’am!” He replied.

I nodded him over and he started to walk towards me although he was still looking around nervously. I noticed he was about of collage age, at least 18 but I wasn’t entirely sure. He was well dressed in casual clothes and looked well kept. He seemed the typical rich collage kid. You know the kind, beer drinking collage bro but his nervousness didn’t match with those guys of that age.

“Are you ok?” I asked again as he came closer “you seem a little, lost?” He did seem lost on this side of town. The collage guys usually hung around the more affluent areas of the city; hanging around the bars and clubs, he did seem to stick out.

“I, I just wanted to, Oh maybe I should just go.” He stuttered and started to walk away. At this point I grew a little concerned for him; he would have been easy prey for some of the thugs and gangsters around here. So I pushed myself from leaning on the lamppost and stepped closer “It’s ok, tell me, why are you here? Don’t often see your type on this side of town.” I laughed lightly but hoped to reassure him.

He turned back around and his eyes widened as he looked over me as I was now stood only a couple of feet in front of him. He didn’t say a word as he slowly looked me up and down, jaw a gape and eyes wide. I couldn’t help but smile as I proudly stood before him, letting him drink in all I had to offer. Eventually he looked back up at my face and I tilted my head as if to say ‘like what you see?’ when he stuttered “Y..You’re a wh..whore right?”

I nodded and laughed slightly “Yes! I am! “ I proudly replied “Why? You looking for some pussy?” I laughed lightly again. However, he didn’t say anything and just looked even more nervous as he chewed the inside of his cheek. That’s when I paused and rose my brows “You are aren’t you?” He nodded slightly, I smirked “and let me guess, you have never hired the services of a street whore before have you?” he shook his head slowly. “Huh first timer huh? Let me ask you, are you a virgin?” He farrowed his brows and shook his head. I pulled down my sunglasses slightly and peered over the tops at him as I farrowed my brow “You sure?”

“No M’am, I have had sex before, honestly, I’m not a virgin” He smiled nervously. Despite his nervous disposition and after I watched him for a few moments more, I was pretty convinced he wasn’t lying and I smiled back at him as I backed myself towards the lamp post. I wanted to see if he would follow me back to the lamp post. It was only a few steps but if he did, it meant he was interested in continuing with me. He did! I casually leant on the post, still proudly showing off the purple clad, fish-netted merchandise. “Well at least you know where to put your cock.” I joked, hoping to ease his nervousness. It seemed to work as he chuckled and nodded “Yes m’am I sure do”

“So, what were you looking for, Blow job, hand job, full sex, anal, what?” I asked, nonchalantly offering my services as if they were on a menu in a restaurant. His eyes slowly wandered to focus on my upper, inner thighs and I flashed a smirk “I’m guessing, full sex right?”

He looked back up with a smile and silently nodded “Alright not a problem…” However before I could say anything else he blurted out “How much?!”. It seemed obvious he wanted to fuck a whore and knew the basics of hiring one but his confidence was lacking, so I forgave his brashness as nervousness rather than sexual aggression. Not that I minded sexual aggression of course but I was sure I was going to be the first street whore this guy would be with.

Again I laughed “Straight to it huh? No no I can respect that. For full sex, 50 bucks!” I answered.

“50 Bucks?!” He exclaimed, seemingly surprised

I giggled softly “Too expensive for a first timer huh?” I smirked

He shook his head quickly “No no, I was told to expect to pay something like 200. I’m just surprised.”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little louder “Let me guess, your ‘Bro Buddies’ told you 200 was the norm?” Again he nodded. “Your ‘bros’ are kinda right, most street girls will look for between 150 and 300 depending but I like to be a little cheaper. More work that way, know what I mean?” I winked with a sultry smile. “But a word of warning; when a whore gives you a price, never tell her what you were expecting eh. Accept it or leave it. Don’t negotiate, she knows how much she is worth so you’ll either insult her or let her know exactly how much is in your wallet, understand?” I smiled.

He grinned and nodded again “I get ya, so guess you are pretty popular then huh?” He seemed to be loosening up a little although still a little nervous. “I’m kept pretty busy.” I boasted “You should send your boys in my direction, could save themselves a few bucks.” I answered.

“So, like I pay you now or…?” He said looking around but I interrupted him as he reached for his wallet “Yeh but, I AM going have to see some ID; You look around 18, 19 but, gotta be sure, you know?”

He seemed to understand and he pulled out his wallet and opened it. He pulled out an ID card and handed it to me. It was a collage campus ID card. It was a Legal ID, bars accepted them so I will too. Sure enough, he was a college student, the picture of this grinning guy smiled at me from his laminated ID; a face full of potential and optimism. I done some quick mental math and he was indeed 18, albeit by a couple of months. “Hmm seems your birthday was only a couple of months ago, am I a birthday treat for yourself?” I giggled as I handed back his card. He smiled back “Something like that yeh!”

He thumbed through the bills in his wallet and I shuddered a little as I watched, shaking my head to myself. This guy was lucky he found me on this street; openly showing off his bills in the wallet could easily tempt a whore who relied on cash from hooking to survive to take advantage of him. I don’t need the cash to survive, as you all know; I just love the thrill of being a street whore paid to be fucked by strangers on a daily basis. Needless to say, it doesn’t make me popular among the ‘career prostitutes’ that’s for sure. The looks they give me when my wealthy husband picks me up in one of his super cars could peel paint!

He then franticly started thumbing through his wallet and opening up other parts of his wallet “Oh fuck!” He exclaimed.

“What’s up sweetie?” I asked with concern.

“I forgot condoms!” He looked at me with utter disappointment. I shook my head and laughed.

“Wow, it’s like you were meant to find me this evening isn’t it?” I smiled at him. He raised an eyebrow quizzically before I continued “Most of the other girls will insist on protection or make you pay more to go without but I, I never use them!” His jaw dropped and eyes widened; “You, you never use condoms?!”

I proudly shook my head “Nope! Unprotected only and feel free to cum inside me, no extra charge.”

He mouthed the words ‘holy fuck!’ and his smile grew as his hand grasping the 50 dollars shook slightly “I told ya, your friends have been fucking the wrong whores.” And I daintily pinched the bills from his fingers and tucked them into my jacket pocket with a smile.

“You ready for some fun then?” I winked as I took his hand and started to lead him into the alley behind us. “I….I..I…” he replied, unable to really say much of anything.

It was honestly kind of cute; I don’t often get to pop some guy’s whore-cherry. My clients are usually well versed with how this transaction works and know just how to treat a street whore but this was some-what adorable. I was going to enjoy breaking him in!

I led him down the alley, towards the dumpster I had just emerged from. I wasn’t worried about my own privacy; many of the more experienced clients would have fucked me right there, on the street, against the lamp post and I’m all for the exhibitionism, some like to take things out of reach of prying eyes. However, I didn’t think this guy was going to be too happy about being on full display so for his sake, I sought what little privacy we could find behind the dirty dumpster.

 I motioned for him to lean against the iron dumpster and I drew close with a seductive smile. I reached out and ran my hands lightly over his groin. I instantly felt the tell tale swelling of a testosterone filled college kid getting aroused. It doesn’t take much for these boys to get excited and it seemed like my presence and light touch was doing just the job. Although, I was surprised as this boy was packing!

I griped his girth through his pants and ran my hand up his clothed length. I looked up into his eyes and smiled “Hmm white boy is packing. Why did you come to me, which a dick this size, those college sluts must be all over you.” I cooed softly into his ear.

He flushed red and grinned awkwardly “I..I wanted to be with a black girl and.. I..I..”

“Say no more, I get that; white boy wanting black pussy, my husband is white and hung like a race horse!” I laughed..

“Y..you’re married?!” He gasped with surprise. I nodded softly as I started to slowly unzip his fly. “Uh hu but don’t you worry about that, It’s not like he’ll be upset, he’ll actually enjoy hearing about this encounter I’m sure.” I smirked and slid my hand into his pants, grabbing his rock solid white cock. I eased his pale snake from his pants and looked down at the member in my palm. “Jesus! Wasn’t expecting this from some rich college kid!” I exclaimed as I started stroking his cock, rolling his foreskin up and over his head and back down again. He gave me another nervous smile and it was then I knew I would have to take charge of this situation. He’d be more focused on his nerves if I let him drive the encounter.

I pulled his cock firmly and took him by the shoulder. I motioned for him to lay on the sidewalk and he did, perched up on his elbows he looked up at me and watched as I straddled him. His cock pointed perfectly vertical towards my tight black, rented pussy. His eyes wide as he looked up at me straddled above him. I let him drink in the view for a moment before lowered myself onto his lap.

My thighs were spread wide and his cock bounced lightly against my abdomen. I let him compare his cock length against my midrift, giving him a visual as to how deep he would be inside me. I flashed him a sultry smile and purred “Hm time to ride this white stallion!” I reached down and gently held his cock steady, pushing up I rose and positioned my pussy on the very tip of his crown. Again I gave him a moment to witness the sight of his dick tip, kissing my paid for folds before I started to slowly ease myself down onto him.

His eyes were locked on the scene before him. I let out a soft moan of delight as his crown started to part my lips and sink inside me. He watched my pierced lips stretch around his unprotected crown as it slowly vanished inside me. “Hmm I’m going to enjoy you!” I purred as I circled my hips slowly and ground my self down onto his length. I bounced lightly a few times, each time taking more of him inside me until I sat down perfectly on his lap. I felt his twitching dick deep in my belly, my muscles clamped around him.

He quickly glanced up at me and smiled. I returned the smile before I started to bounce on his pole. He soon locked his eyeline back on his pale cock sliding in and out of my dark, tight pussy. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of his vanishing dick. My lips sucked to his length, pushed in as I slid down and sucked out as I rose up. I was amused at the look on his face and playfully remarked “Fantastic view for 50 bucks right?” He looked up quickly and gave me a quick smile and a nod before relocking his eyes on my cock swallowing folds.

“Alright, let’s ride this stallion!” I growled. I lent further forward and planted one hand on my thigh, the other I reached out and grabbed a fistful of his well cut blond hair. I yanked his head forward and I started to pick up the pace.

I rode that college kid hard! Bounced hard and fast on his length, taking long, deep strokes on his shaft as I yanked on his hair. I moaned loudly and lewdly as his own grunts of pleasure started growing louder from his own lips. “Fuck yeh baby!” I moaned “That’s one nice dick you got, fuuuuu..” I threw my own head back as I fucked the new client, feeling his crown plunge deep inside me.

I ground my hips against him from time to time before returning to bouncing myself upon his eager cock. “Oh fuck.. oooh ..nnnngh!” He moaned, his voice quivering. I could feel his cock twitching inside me as I rode my fresh stallion. I was working on my own climax and was erotically encouraging him. However, I am a professional; whore, escort, cam girl, pornstar, breeder, fucking is what I do but as we all know, college kids are, well let’s say, a little less experienced and while I was enjoying this ride and working my way to my own climax, he was not lasting as long as I was going to.

His cock started to jump and twitch inside me and I knew this was a sign he was about to blast. My purpose here was to please the client. While I often did orgasm when I was working, it seemed this time I would only get so far. His pleasure was really all that mattered, if he was ever going to come back that is. So rather than slow down and try to get him to hold it in, I encouraged him further;

“Yeh cum for me, cum inside me baby, empty those swollen balls deep inside me!” I panted and purred in his ear as I yanked his head up closer by his hair.

He was now supporting himself with his palms flat on the pavement as I pulled him up, I was taking quick strokes on his cock and he started to grimace; “I’m. I’m gonna..!”

“I know, cum inside me, fill me up!” I purred. “Let your jizz flow inside this cheap whore!”

He pushed up further and just as his cock exploded inside me, I slammed my ass down on his lap. He let out a loud ground of pleasure as he watched my pussy swallow every last inch of his white cock the very second he came!

“Arrrghhhh !” he grunted as he watched his own cock throb and twitch inside my tight pierced pussy. His balls were tight and pumped his thick, sticky, virile spunk deep inside me and I lent forward with a soft, satisfied sigh “Hmm so much cum.” I purred seductively.

My new client shudder and shook as he shot every last drop of cum into my unprotected uterus. It sloshed and churned around inside me, my first cream pie of the evening and it was copious! I held him steadily by the hair as he continued to twitch and shudder. I sat relaxed on his lap, letting him squeeze of the last few drops into me.

Eventually he finished and started to slowly recover his breathing. I continued to remain relaxed on his lap, his cock still lightly twitching inside me, cum slowly dribbling out of me between the seal of cock and cunt. He slowly returned his gaze to look up at me and I smiled warmly back at him.

“How was that baby?” I whispered softly.

“A..A..Amazing!” This time his stutter wasn’t due to nervousness but rather breathlessness.

“Good!” I smiled back, reassuringly “Looks like you popped your whore cherry huh?”

I let go of his hair and leant back. I planted my palms against his thighs and shook out my long black hair as I sighed with delight. I kept his softening cock inside me a little longer, I was rather enjoying feeling him twitch inside my cum splattered cunt.

“C..Can I..I see you again?” He said, eventually, after catching his breath.

I looked down at him as I leant back against his thighs and smiled “If you want to.” I smiled and pushed myself to sit upright. I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a couple of business cards.

“You might find me on the street, like you did today but that is hit and miss.” I started to explain to him as he hung on my every word. “Or you can call or message me on this number..” I said, handing him my card, “I will charge extra for appointments and home visits but you know I don’t like to charge too much right?” I said with a playful wink. “Also a bit more for parties and groups, so If your college buddies want some entertainment for their next frat party, just drop me a call.” I smirked as I handed him the card.

“I sure will!” He said with a grin as he gently took the card from me “and I am totally going to tell them about you, they really have been fucking the wrong whores!” He laughed as he toyed with the card in his fingers.

“Yeh you better!” I smirked. I then held out my second card “Now this card is for my husband’s new brothel and gentleman’s club..” He looked up at me with surprise and paused as he reached for the second card. “..It’s opening soon and I will be working there, if you and your pals fancy fucking me in the club, or any other girl there of course.” I laughed

He took the card and again smiled up at me. He looked down at both cards, he admired the image of me on my card for a moment before tucking them into his back pocket.

I slowly eased off his cock and stepped over him to give him a little space to tuck himself away. With a light drizzle of cum trickling down my chocolate inner thighs, he stood up and we walked to the entrance of the alley.

“You good to get back?” I asked him as I went back to leaning against my lamppost and he pulled a phone from his pocket. “Yeh, I’ll just call an Uber, no problem.”

I leant against the post, watching the street and we spoke for a bit longer. He asked about being married and a whore, I explained my husband was more than happy for me to sell myself and encouraged my fetish. He spoke about the stuck up girls at his college who seemed to be only interested in him because he came from a rich family and I reassured him he’ll find the right girl sooner or later.

We were still chatting when a huge black drug slinger strolled up to me “Yo! Dis cracker got ya?” he growled in his deep ghetto tone. I looked up at the thug with a smile and shook my head. “Aight! Got a nut sack of N***a jizz I needza empty! Still a fiddy hoe?” This time I gave him a nod. “Aight that I feel!” and he pulled out a stack of bills and peeled off a dirty 50 and tossed it at me. He gripped my shoulder and spun me to face the pole. Reaching to my hips he roughly pulled them up so I was now bent over, legs spread and holding the lamp post for support. He then turned his head to the college guy and scowled “Scram cracker, less yo wanna see da real N***a pound a whore!” He grinned, flashing full gold grille as he had, by now, reached into his baggy pants and freed a full 18 inch, pierced and tattooed black dick.

I turned my head slightly and gave the white guy a reassuring smile and wink before nodding softly and he started to walk up the street towards an Uber that had just rounded the corner. He looked back momentarily as the thug barked back at him “Yeh keep walkin’ cracker jack!” and began unceremoniously forcing that huge black cock up into me.

The Uber drove past me and my latest client with the white face of the college kid in the passenger window. I flashed him a quick smile as he would have seen the huge black thug with a huge fist full of my long black hair, the other hand around my throat slamming his muscular hips against my dark rounded ass.

Not going to lie, that huge black cock DID make me cum as he violently pumped me full of his seed but I was still thinking about my new friend, the shy college kid who just wanted some cheap black pussy. Can’t wait to meet his friends!

Joey & Wendy - Halloween, Treat or Treat!

 Joey - My sister and I got dressed up in some sexy Halloween costumes and went Trick or treating. However, we were not looking at collecting a bucket full of candy, we were after another tasty treat. 

Trouble is, we got more than we bargained for when we knocked on the door of a Minotaur's home. The treat we received lasted a little longer than one night of candy munching. 

Happy Halloween! 

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Wendy - Creepy Clowns

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Wendy – The Splits

 

Wendy: Who doesn’t think a girl spreading her legs nice and wide isn’t the hottest invitation for some sexy fun ever?

I certainly do! I love to spread my milky, pale legs wide and invite any big black bull to stuff my pretty pink pussy nice and full!

Well, as a trained cheerleader, the splits is one of my signature moves. They really get the crowd going, especially if I ‘forget’ to wear anything under my tiny little skirt.

Recently, I was cheering at our local high school’s football game. When one of the substitute players noticed I wasn’t wearing my shorts under my skirt….. again! Mind you, never did anyway, I always love how the crowd cheered and the players got all excited while I flashed my little pierced pussy as I cheered. Anyway, the substitute player for our home team seemed to get quite worked up over me on the side lines as my little skirt fluttered over my rounded white ass cheeks and my cute little kitty peeked out from under the hem so he sauntered over to me at the side lines and decided he was going to work out his frustration at not being picked to start the game on me!

He wandered over with that wicked grin on his face, sneering from behind his helmet visor. His hand working his huge back cock out from his shorts as he drew close and I knew exactly what he wanted. Without hesitation or a word from the beefy player, I dropped to the ground, spread my legs nice and wide, raised my ass in the air and, as I flashed him a smile over my shoulder, bounced my ass up and down temptingly for him.

He drew close with cock in hand and crouched down. In front of the entire football field, he guided his fat black crown into my presented little pussy. See, the splits never fail to encourage a guy to have his way with me!

He drove that huge black dick into me nice and deep. The crowd roared but I wasn’t sure if it was for me and my new ‘bull’friend, the game that was continuing or for the other cheerleaders who were dancing and bouncing just feet away on the sidelines.

Pretty soon the player had me up against the bleachers, angled sideways with one leg over his shoulder. Everyone could see his huge black cock pumping in and out of my stretched out pale pussy. I didn’t care and neither did he, that I was being put to good use so openly. It was pretty common of me to have some fun of my own on the sidelines of any game I cheered at anyway.

The huge bulge in my belly was clear and visible as he pounded on me. My flat belly clearly showing the wide, fat outline of the players cock, buried deep inside me. I was having the time of my life. I loved cheering these local games!

The bull was working up to unloading his nuts inside of me and I could feel his thrusts get quicker and shorter as he made sure to push as deep as he could inside of me. My moans and squeals of delight rang out around the bleachers, sometimes louder than the crowd’s roars.

“Dane!” Shouted the coach “DANE you’re up!” Our team coach looked around for the substitute and finally noticed him by the bleachers, his cock balls deep inside me as we both rocked against each other.

“Fuck sake Dane! Put that Dick Sock down and get out there!” The coach hollered at him angrily.

I giggled at being called a ‘dick sock’ but Dane didn’t break his stride, he just gave the coach a sideways glance and  rise his finger “Just a minute Coach…..” He grunted “Be.. right…. Theeeeeeerrrrreee!”

He then drove in hard and unloaded both balls into my unprotected uterus. Thick ropes of football player sperm flooded my insides and I couldn’t help but shudder and twitch with orgasmic delight as he pumped me full.

“Fuck sake!” Grumbled the coach as he shook his head and turned away.

Dane pulled out of me quickly, once he had finished cumming inside me and thick streams of gloopy cum ran down my inner thighs. He quickly tucked his dick back into his shorts and, without so much as a goodbye or even a backwards glance, he ran out onto the field play. I smiled as I felt his sperm churning inside me. What stamina these guys have; they’ll fuck me dizzy and then, without so much a breather, run out and play football, damn I love big black football players!

The game continued and the cheerleaders done a fantastic routine at half time. I was high kicking my best, even with Danes’ jizz visibly dribbling down my inner thighs. I was close enough to the bleachers to hear the lewd and degrading comments from some of the fans “Damn! You see that slut Bro?  No panties, flashing us all her cum drenched cunt…”  “Yeh if I see her in the parking lot after the game, Imma add to that mess in her guts for real!”

However, eventually I did need to go clean myself up a little and so, when the second half started I skipped into the school to find the lady’s room. It was weird; I hadn’t long left high school but for some reason, being back in the corridors I spent so long in was so strange, they seemed   ..  smaller, somehow. I skipped through and giggled as I passed the lockers and noticed my old locker still with some graffiti on it ‘Wendy never says no to BBC!’ , ‘Wendy is the school slut!’ and ‘Queen of bareback dickings!’ Someone had tried to clean it off and some of the pictures of dicks and crude drawings of me naked were nearly fully washed off but I could still make out some of the graffiti. Good times!

I passed the principle’s office and a voice boomed out from the darkness “Wendy? That you?” I peeked my head around the door frame and saw the principle sat at his desk “Oh Hi Sir!” I giggled and stepped into the office with a wide smile. I skipped up to his desk and leant on the front edge, my large plump tits jiggling delightfully as I beamed at my old principal. I don’t remember him being quite THAT old and I hadn’t been gone that long either. Wow!

He grinned as his eyes watched my boobs bounce for a moment before he lifted his gaze and smiled “I’m so glad you accepted my invitation to continue to cheer for us even after you left. You have such a way to boost morale at game time.” He smirked, his eyes wandering over me as I ‘danced’ lightly, leaning on his desk.

He watched my hips wiggle back and forth with keen interest as I spoke “No, thankyou Sir! I’m so glad you asked me to stay on” He chuckled and nodded towards his open laptop. “I been watching your antics online, seems you still know how to keep the players and crowd… erm.. ‘entertained’.” He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and laughed “It hasn’t been that long Sir, you make it sound like it’s been 20 years since I have been here.”

“True, “ He replied, leaning back on his chair as he watched me, “but we have all missed you wandering around the corridors with your beaming smile and….” His eyes lingered on my tits for a moment. I giggled a little more before adding “Awww but c’mon Sir but surely there are more girls who are following in my footsteps.” I winked with a light lick of my lips. His smirk grew a little “Sure, but none with your unrestricted enthusiasm..”

He then sat up slightly in his chair and peered at me over the rims of his glasses “Speaking of which, why don’t you skip your hot little self around this side of the desk and remind me of that school….. spirit.” He grinned. His fingers unzipped his pants and as he said the word ‘spirit’ he rose his big black cock up from under the desk.

I bit my low lip and fluttered my lashes “I thought you’d never ask!” I giggled and bounced my way around to the other side of his desk. I squeezed myself between him and the desk and bent over slightly, he slapped his dick on my pale ass teasingly and chuckled from behind me. I then pulled myself up onto his lap and reached down to guide the principle’s dick into my eager little pussy. I wriggled my hips and giggled playfully as I slid my way down his long, thick shaft. I then jumped up onto his lap, legs spread wide in a splits formation and the last few inches of the principle’s dick slotted perfectly inside me. He let out a grunt as I landed on his lap with my legs spread over the arms of his office chair “Hmm good girl!” he purred “Still as tight as I remember and just as eager!”

I looked down and smiled, seeing the principle’s cock bulging out my belly once again. I looked over my shoulder at him and giggled softly “Feels like home!” I winked.

I then started to grind my hips against his and he started to thrust up into me. His breath was on the back of my neck and shoulders as the old man gripped my waist and we fucked in his office chair while watching the game.

I cheered and waved my pom poms as I watched the game and bounced on the principle’s dick “Go team!” I yelled as one player made a run with the ball. The principle moaned louder and louder from behind me as his familiar cock drilled nice and deep into my guts.

“um, Sir..” I asked between cheering and moaning “Who’s that guy in the top corner of the computer screen just, like, staring…?”

The principle looked around from behind me and laughed “Oh whoops!” I looked back at him a little confused, although didn’t stop grinding my hips on his lap for even a second “That.. erm, That’s the principle of the away team’s school. We are, were..um, watching the game together as we done our paperwork.” He laughed “Um, Jerry, this is Wendy, she is one of our popular cheerleaders, say Hi Wendy!”

I giggled and lent forward, flashing ‘Jerry’ a wide, bubble gum pink, beaming smile “Hi Jerry, Sir!” I said enthusiastically, waving a pom pom at him. The rather shocked looking man in the corner of the screen slowly raised a hand and waved back. “Good game isn’t it Jerry, Sir?” I giggled as I leant back against the principle’s chest. The man just nodded slowly before stuttering “Um. Y..yes, v..very close game indeed.”

The principle peered back around from behind me to address Jerry once more “Oh don’t mind Wendy here, she’s just full of.. erm.. ‘school spirit’ at the moment, let’s just get back to enjoying the game shall we?” He smirked at the computer screen.

“Good Idea!” I replied and started bouncing even harder on the principle’s dick as I went back to cheering on our team through the lap top monitor.

Soon, the principle started to moan and groan louder, he was about to cum but that didn’t worry me none, I was engrossed in cheering and watching the game on the monitor. Although, my mind was diverted slightly when I felt that big dick twitch and throb inside me and thick streams of old man cum hose inside me. I couldn’t help myself, I came hard on my ex-principle’s spurting cock as principle Jerry watched, dumbfounded, through the lap top camera.

Another nice, perfect load of cum sloshed around inside my fertile belly and I eased myself off of the principle’s lap. I leant forward, showing off my cleavage to the computer web cam and blew a kiss “Bye Mr Jerry Sir, was nice to meet you..” I said as I eased the last few inches of the principle’s cock out of me with a sloppy, and audible ‘plop!’

“Good Girl Wendy, now run along, the game is almost over and Jerry and I have much paper work to get through.” I gave the camera wink and a smile and skipped out of the office with yet more spooge dribbling down my thighs.

It was so good to catch up with my old principle. He always was so nice to me.

 

I cheered my slutty little heart out for the rest of the game but no amount of flashing my butt or my kitty or even giving our players a quick nipple glimpse got them over the line. It was a close game but the away team just clinched it.

The away team was ecstatic! They cheered and whooped loudly, meanwhile our team was a little down beat, which is to be expected. Our team shook hands with the away team and our cheerleaders congratulated the away cheer squad. Our school was very keen on teaching us ‘good sportsmanship’ we were never sore losers.

With that in mind, I made my way to the away team’s coach’s office. I was a little deflated but I wanted to congratulate him on a good game. I knocked lightly on the away coach’s door and after a moment or two, the door swung open.

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped! I slowly rose my head up and had to crane my neck as stood before me was a literal mountain of a bull! He was huge! Muscles glistening in the dim office light.

“Can I help you Barbie Doll?” Came the gruff, rough voice of the away coach.

“I.. I came to… um.. I came… came.. to…” I stuttered as my eyes wandered over this huge figure in front of me.

He laughed as he listened to me stutter “Yeh! I think I saw you.. cum!” he smirked “You that Bimbo who was fucking on the side line huh?”

I smiled brightly and proudly up at him and nodded “Hmhmm..” I murmured as I started to remember why I was there. “I came to congratulate you and your team on a good game.” I cooed softly.

He smiled and tilted his head “Hmm well thankyou, that’s very good sportsman ship…” He reached out with his huge black paw of a hand and firmly gripped my shoulder and he guided me into the office “Why don’t you congratulate me properly?” He smirked down at me.

My eyes sparkled and I smiled brightly as I skipped into the office. I looked down as I was guided into the office and I noticed a huge swinging bulge in the coach’s shorts. HOLY SHIT!!! He was not just huge, he was massive! “YES Sir!” I replied enthusiastically as he slammed the door behind me.

He led me over to a wooden bench in the corner of the office and started to pull himself out of his shorts, “Why don’t you show me those splits of yours”

Well, I was more than happy to show off my skills to the away coach and I watched that monster cock rise to full hardness before I eased myself up onto the wooden bench and spread my legs lewdly wide. “Thatta girl, you are so talented, I can see why they have you on their cheer squad!” He smirked and leant a palm against the wall. I beamed back proudly over my shoulder “Thankyou Sir… Oh My!” I gasped as the coach started to push his wide crown into my tiny little pussy.

He grinned a toothy grin down at me as he fed more and more of that huge cock into me from behind. I squealed loudly in delight as he fucked me with, at least, 20 inches of thick black cock!

It was turning out to be one amazing day of football that is for sure!

 

The coach really tested me to my limits but, wow, what a ride that was! I was a little giddy once he pulled out of me, after leaving another load of cum inside me. By the time he had finished fucking me, my skirt and top had been roughly pulled from me. I turned around and found my feet, I leant against the wooden bench as he pulled his shorts back on. He admired my perfect little bimbo body as I caught my breath, watching that monster of a man get dressed again.

“Hmm you really are the perfect little Bimbo Cock sleeve aint ya?! I giggled and purred proudly “Hmm thank you mister!” He ordered me to pick up my pom poms and then he put his arm around my shoulder. He guided me over to the door of his office that lead into the locker room. He didn’t let me pick up my clothes and I looked up at him with a wide smile as he lead me on.

“You know, I’m not that responsible for our team’s win today.” He said quietly “It really was a team effort, so, really, you should be congratulating them too, you know, for the sake of good sportsman ship.” He smirked.

However, before I could say anything, he swung open the door and I turned my head quickly to see inside the away team’s locker room. He guided me over the threshold and I saw the entire away team, mid celebration, some naked, some with towels around themselves as they were taking showers and again my jaw dropped and eyes widened. So many big black dicks, just swinging around….

“Boys!” Barked the coach and everyone turned to see him at the office door with me, naked, beside him. I also looked up at him, “One of the home team’s Cheerleaders wants to congratulate us on our win today…” All eyes were on me and openly wandering over my naked and presented body, “So make sure you thank this little bimbo for her good sportsmanship. “ With that he firmly shoved me forward and I stumbled fully into the locker room. I quickly looked behind me and the coach grinned wickedly and turned back into his office and slammed his door.

I was quickly surrounded by the entire away team and their huge hardening black dicks. “Hello Boys! Great game today wasn’t it.” I purred with a beaming smile.

 

I drained every pair of big black balls in that entire football team! So much cum churned around inside my belly and, by the end of our celebration, I was so cock dizzy, I couldn’t remember the way out of the away team’s locker room.

I found my clothes and waved them off as their bus left. Pretty sure they won’t forget that game in a while.

As you can see, I am pretty skilled when it comes to performing the splits. It really is one of my favourite moves and positions, so lewd and openly inviting. However, I am not the only one in my family that has mastered the splits.

My older sister, Joey, is also quite the master. She tells me there is no better way to openly present yourself to a stranger with a big dick!

Here are a few snaps I took of her from our latest visit to Mandingo Beach. There was a bit of a beach party going on and it didn’t take her long to get noticed on the dance floor and have a huge bull squeeze a dick up her ass! I just had to snap a picture of that one.

 

She is right! There is no better way to tempt in a well hung bull than with the splits! She wasn’t bouncing on that huge dick for long, legs spread lewdly wide, before a second, well hung bull approached, dick in hand, looking to squeeze a second into her.

As you can see, my sister is more than happy to be DP’d by two monster black dicks, even gesturing the second bull to stuff himself into her eager little slit. I would have continued to take pictures of my sister enjoying being double stuffed but, no sooner had I taken that picture, a couple of bulls wanted to do the same to me!

Needless to say, neither of us got much of a chance after that to take many more pictures!

I hope you enjoyed my demonstration of the splits. Fingers crossed to you get to see me do it in person but if you do, you now know what it means! *winks*

Dee - Quick Update

 Dee - This is a little bit of an unexpected update but I'm sure you'll agree a welcome one. 

Not too long ago, I was Hanging out at Joey's Villa, we had been shopping and were going through our new slutty outfits. Joey's phone rang and she answered it. She wandered off to take the call but it sounded like someone she knew and was happy to hear from. She returned a few minutes later and handed me the phone with a smirk. I gave her a questioning look and took the phone. 

It was Leon! Bree's, Joey's wife's, ex-husband. We started chatting and he invited me over to his new place. I confirmed my rates with him and he agreed. House calls are extra! I handed the phone back to Joey and smiled "Well, seems Leon wants a little 'company'" I smirked. "Oh I know, why do you think he called me?" She laughed lightly as she admired one of her purchases "thought he might enjoy your black pussy this time around." I nodded with a smirk and thanked her as I decided what new outfit I wanted to wear. In the end I chose a very short, tight black latex dress that was opened and exposed in the front "Hmm this one I think." I purred as I felt the tight latex on my skin. "Purrrrfect!" Joey commented and reached inside her purse. 

"Oh before you go..." Joey turned and I felt a sharp poke in my arm. I turned my head to see Joey just empty a syringe into my arm. "The hell you just stick me with?!" I scowled. She handed me the empty syringe and sauntered away "Oh just something I have been meaning to test out." I looked at the label on the side 'Fertility enhancer and ovulation inducer - Enhanced Formulae"  I was a little shocked, It's not like Joey to drug any of us, it isn't usually her style. I looked up at her as she lent on the counter with a mischievous look on her face and she continued to explain herself  "I had been recommended this little 'helper' and had been meaning to give it a test for a while now, thought this would be the perfect time.. for you!" she grinned. 

I took a moment to work it all out, looking at the empty syringe and then back up to Joey, "Wait, you're trying to get me knocked up with Leon's baby?!" I asked a little surprised. 

"Sure! Why not? You are just about to ovulate anyway, thought it might be fun, right?" She purred, still with that mischievous look on her face.  

"I mean, if it happened it happened but this, well isn't this going to almost guarantee it?" I asked curiously. 

"Well, that is the idea!" She grinned. 

"But Leon is Bree's Ex-husband...." I continued with a cocked brow.

She shuddered a little with pleasurable delight at the thought and just simply replied "Hmm told you it would be fun."

I was a little shocked but also highly aroused, maybe that was the drug starting to work. Joey you twisted little bitch. That's kinda dark but also incredibly hot. "Anyway, get going, don't leave your potential new Baby daddy waiting." she laughed. 

I arrived at Leon's, horny as hell and looking forward to a good fucking. He showed me around his new place but once we got to his office and he sat in his office chair, I couldn't help myself but slide onto his lap and wriggle myself up against him. I told him what Joey had done and he laughed. 

"That girl is fucking twisted.." He laughed.

"I know right, that's what I said." 

Although he didn't seem put off by it, in fact he now seemed even more eager to put me to work. As I sat on his lap, nuzzling his cheek, he started to ease a couple of his fingers up between my chocolate thighs and between my moist wet folds. 

Just at that moment my phone rang! Dang it what now? I looked at the screen, it was my husband! I showed Leon and he chuckled but I answered none the less. 

Turned out he was curious if I was working today and needed to be picked up later. I started to have a quick video call with him, he could see me and I him. I told him I was hired by Leon for a few hours and it seemed he had heard of him and wanted to be introduced. 

I turned the phone slightly so he could see me sat on Leon's lap. Meanwhile Leon did not stop fingering me, in fact he even kicked his fondling up a gear as he spoke with my husband face to face. He even pulled down one side of my dress, exposing one of my large black tits and openly groped me as the two spoke. This was so fucking hot!

My husband laughed as I got more and more aroused in the camera and he asked Leon to take hold of the phone as my hand was no longer steady enough to hold the phone properly. The conversation soon turned to business as both men seemed pretty interested in each other's businesses. Meanwhile, I was climaxing on Leon's plunging digits as now both my tits were exposed. 

"For fuck's sake..." I purred into Leon's ear ".. Prop the phone up against a book or something, bend me over the desk and breed me already." 

Leon laughed and turned to the phone's camera "Excuse me a moment, your wife is begging to be fucked, let me just prop the phone up here a moment...."

my husband laughed and leant back in his leather office chair as he lit a large, expensive cigar "Oh of course, don't let me interrupt. We can talk later.." 

" No no it's fine, We can continue but let me just bend her over here for a moment.... " Leon replied. 

With that, he peeled off my dress and forced me over the desk. With my ass held high, legs spread, I offered my fertile pussy to him and, as my husband sucked on his cigar, watching, Leon plunged his large white cock deep into me! 

Let's cut a long story short, as this is supposed to be a quick update; The two men talked shop while Leon fucked me over the desk like a 2 dollar whore, while my husband watched me on screen. I loved showing off to my husband how much of a slut I was and he was very proud of me. However, he just sat there, discussing business with Leon as if I wasn't even there! 

Leon grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, arching my spine and I caught the view of my tits bouncing wildly on the screen as he fucked me hard! I was so cock addled I can't even remember what the two were talking about but it was all very business like. 

Eventually, Leon had to pause his conversation as he couldn't focus on the chatter while he blasted my fertile, unprotected uterus with his thick, virile seed. He came hard deep inside me while my husband sat on the other end of the phone, writing something in his leather bound note book, waiting for Leon to finish unloading into me. 

Anyway, that was an incredible fuck! The conversation ended shortly after that but not before my husband told him that there would be no charge to fuck me that day; "Think of it as a gift to a new, potential business partner." However Leon wasn't done with me yet. He hung up the phone after thanking my husband for the 'freebie' and arranging a time for them to both visit one another's businesses and pulled me onto his lap. 

He continued to put me to good use for a while after that and pumped a couple more thick loads deep into my hyper fertile belly but eventually our time came to an end. Leon was satisfied and very well drained. I had a womb full of his jizz and had multiple orgasms and left his office very satisfied indeed. 

In order to properly test Joey's new drug, I gave it a couple of days. I was eager to get back out and sell myself but we really wanted to see just how well this new drug worked. It didn't take long to get a result and honestly, we were both pretty impressed. 

As I walked out of the bathroom with a positive pregnancy test in hand, grinning proudly, Joey smiled "Hmm seems to work pretty well, although I think a few more tests would confirm it properly." 

I laughed and nodded "Oh for sure, further testing is most certainly required." I smirked. 

"Now just wait till I tell Bree you are carrying her ex's Baby!" She laughed and walked off.....

Uh oh!

Anyway, Sorry there were no pics of my fun time with Leon but I hope this pic of me just starting to show makes up for that. With a fresh new baby tally and my belly starting to round out with Leon's baby, I look forward to testing out that new fertility drug again! 

Thanks Leon, this one's for you! xoxoxox

Dee – Out for a Jog

 

It’s been a pretty usual month for me; been whoring, shooting porn, fucking strangers you know; the usual!

I wasn’t going to share anything with you this month but I told Joey about this experience and told me to write up something. So I thought about it and decided I would share it with you all. It’s a pretty typical story at least now anyway.

There used to be a time, after I got married, that I was very shy. I never gave having sex with any other man other than my husband even a second thought. I was committed to him. I got looks and compliments all the time but was happy to be the dutiful wife. My husband happily fucked around and I never had a problem with it. He enjoyed sluts, whores and nameless bimbos who wandered into his club but it was always my arms he came back to. I wanted him to be happy.

It wasn’t that I wasn’t allowed to do what he did, he told me multiple times that I was more than welcome to fuck around if I wanted to. Our marriage was very open but I just never needed or wanted to fuck anyone else.

I’d watch him throat fuck some whore and I’d enjoy watching him do these things to those nameless sluts so don’t ever think that I was being treated unfairly, I loved seeing him treat those girls as they were intended to be treated. It honestly aroused me very much.

When we had sex together, he would also put me through my paces, we enjoyed kinky sex for sure. Although he thought it was about time I let my inner slut out… in public!

We spoke on it and I didn’t think I had it in me to do such things. Have sex with strangers, in front of him, whore myself on the street, do pornographic movies. I mean I wanted to but I never thought that was me. That was until he introduced me to Joey. She took me under her wing and, it turns out, there was one horny fucking slut inside me just begging to be unleashed! Who knew?!

I tell you this because an experience like I am about to tell you about, common place now, would of only been something I dreamed about not too long ago.

I was back on my feet after my second pregnancy and getting myself back in shape; getting myself back to porn star pedigree. It’s not like I had put on much weight or anything but after a while of not going to the gym or anything, I needed to hone my edge again. Get fighting fit, ready to be fucked dizzy!

So, one morning, I woke up and put on my jogging outfit. I joined my husband in the car and we drove to the site of his new, upcoming brothel. There was still plenty of work to do and he had a few meetings on site today. I said I would join him and take a jog around the neighbourhood and then head back when I was finished.

The sun was shining but there was a nice breeze so it wasn’t too hot. I had to admit I looked good in my jogging gear and knew I was going to get some attention if anyone saw me. My husband’s new brothel is situation in a commercial area of town, so a few warehouses and stores around. There was also a small park not far from the site of the club so I thought I would jog from the club, through the commercial area, around the park and back again. I shouldn’t be gone too long. I kissed my husband goodbye and he groped my ass as he admired me in my tight little outfit. Then I left out of the back staff door.

I jogged down the street and past a few delivery areas for the various stores. There were a few people around and I got a few admiring stares. However, it wasn’t until I got to a crossing that more than stares occurred.

I was jogging on the spot, looking both ways down the street, preparing to cross when I heard a wolf whistle from behind me, followed by a “That’s one damn fine black ass!” I turned to look over my shoulder to see where that lewd comment originated and leaning against a sack truck as a shaven biker type. The sign above the delivery entrance read “Horson’s Motorcycles” and the guy was dressed in biker boots, distressed Jeans and a sleeveless biker vest. He was peering at me over his mirrored sunglasses and had a wicked smirk on his face. His muscled upper body was covered in tattoos and I even noticed some ‘questionable’ ink dotted over his strong white arms.

I looked him up and down and flashed a smile “Excuse me?” I purred as I proudly showed off my rounded rump. “Gotta say, you N***a chicks have some rounded asses for sure.” He laughed. I was somewhat taken aback by his language and spun around to full face him with a shocked expression on my face. “Wait, what did you call me?” I was now stood with my hand on my curved hip and a scowl on my face.

He was now eyeing me up and down very openly and lewdly and that smirk grew even wider “And damn, them tits too! N***as like you are good for one thing. You ever fucked a real man?” He laughed again and I cocked my eyebrow “Or you just stick to ya own?”

Good Lord! This guy didn’t stop with his disgusting rhetoric. I flashed my wedding band proudly and gave him my own smirk “I happen to be married to one, thankyou!” It was at this point I would recommend most women in my position to just leave that piece of shit to his own and continue with their day, forgetting about him entirely. However, the way he eyed me, undressing me with his eyes had me unable to move, not to mention his degrading words and tone to his gruff voice was making me shudder with delight. He was for sure a disgusting, ignorant excuse for a human but he was hitting my desire to be degraded and objectified.

“So you know what superior cock feels like…” He laughed loudly as he leant on the sack truck, flexing those strong looking arms. There were a few prison tattoos on his large muscles and I bit my plump bottom lip.

“Get that black ass over here and let me put it to good use then!” He demanded. This guy! But wait, I was starting to walk towards him “There ya go, can’t resist can ya?” I hated everything this guy stood for but he was right, I couldn’t resist! Was I really about to fuck a skin headed r**ist?!

I got close to him and could smell his musk. I looked up at him with a disgusted scowl on my face “You disgust me!” I barked but he just laughed and firmly grabbed my wrist “Thatta girl! Don’t need to like me someone to hate fuck ‘em!” he sneered.

With that, he roughly spun me around and reached around to grab my tight jogging top. He yanked it up and cupped his rough white fingers around my large black tits. He gave them a rough, firm grope and squeeze. “Fuck!” he exclaimed “These black tits are fucking amazing. I gasped and scowled as I looked down at his large hands molesting my breasts openly in the store’s delivery zone. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?!” I barked and he let go of one of my tits and gave a firm push between my shoulder blades with the flat of his palm. “’bout to hate fuck a N****r! That’s what!” He growled angrily. Oh Now he was using a hard ‘R’?! Holy shit this guy really didn’t give a fuck and was more than happy to openly display his bigotry.

He gripped the waist band of my running pants and quickly yanked them down over my ass. I wasn’t stopping him either. I really was going to let this PoS hate fuck me!

I was shocked at myself. There really is no place in this society for people with his attitude and not too long ago I would of left him to his sack truck and continued with my day but my desire to be objectified, degraded and used like the public fuck toy I had become was now so strong, I had no issues with being hate fucked by a complete stranger!

With my pants around my thighs, he gripped my shoulder, holding me in place and he unzipped his fly. I looked over my shoulder and gave him a look of disgust and barked “Well, come on then, fuck me you piece of shit!” He gave a smirk and chuckled as he positioned his dick tip against my exposed black folds “That’s the spirit!” He growled, grabbing my hip firmly and driving his hips forward.

I let out a loud gasp and my eyes widened as a huge cock was forced into me. Holy fuck, he really was hung! He drove into my public pussy hard and in one quick shove, drove that veiny white dick deep into my married fuck hole. He laughed “Yeh you like what white dick dontcha?! You know it’s superior, don’t deny it!”

Yeh like HE was the superior race.. sure! But fuck he had a nice dick! Once he was balls deep inside of me, he gripped both of my shoulders, keeping me bent over and started his thrusts. He pounded at my presented black rear end, driving his nameless r**ist dick in and out of quivering quim. I started panting and moaning loudly. I couldn’t care less that I was out in the open, only yards from the public street, moaning like a whore in heat with a bigot’s shaft buried inside me.

As his thrusts got harder, faster and deeper, he switched his grip on me and wrapped his fingerless gloved hands around my face. He held onto me firmly and shoved his digits into my open mouth, stretching my plump, glistening lips wide. He barked objectifying and down politically-incorrect language at me as he nailed me. The harder he fucked me the more disgusting his language got. I don’t even want to repeat it here in this story it was so bad but suffice to say it was made pretty fucking clear what ideology this scum bag subscribed to.

I reached up to hold onto his arm and the sack truck, desperate for some form of stability as he hate fucked me. My tits swung free and delightfully in the morning sun on the side of the street and my moans had attracted the passing looks of disgust by some passerby.

My mind was starting to fill with pleasure and my body quivering and shuddering around his thick, thrusting cock. He commented on how much I was enjoying being fucked by someone like him but, again, I do not wish to repeat exactly what he said.

Soon his thrusts came quick, deep but short, I knew this r**ist was about to cum. He was about to…

Yup! There is was. With no warning or even a single word to request permission, he came inside me. He didn’t care if I wanted his ‘superior’ jizz inside me or not, as far as he was concerned, I was nothing more than a cum dump for his mighty ‘goose stepping’ swimmers! I’m not going to lie; having him cum inside me was fantastic. This guy, who I found deplorable and foul, was pumping his seed deep into my uterus with zero regard for my own desires. As his thick f**cist seed splattered my inner walls I came hard on his cock. My pussy muscles gripped him hard and milked every last drop of his Confederate cum from his heavy balls.

He finished daring himself into the black public cum dump he had found jogging the sidewalk and pulled his dick from my shuddering hole. His cum dribbled down my inner thighs and he slapped my ass hard.

“That’ll do Pig!” He laughed and stood watching as I turned around to glare at him and pull up my jogging pants. As I reached down to horridly pull up my joggers. I noticed his dick; it was hanging, semi limp out of his torn jeans, slick with my juices and dripping cum. I gasped in shock because he had tattooed, right there, along the length of his dick a couple of very recognisable symbols of his diabolical beliefs! I couldn’t believe I had those disgusting symbols inside my pussy. My black body had cum hard on those f**cist. He noticed me staring as his dick and put his hands on his hips, laughing, “That’s right N****r, you just came all over this N**i cock and you fucking LOVED IT!”

He tucked his dick in his pants and wandered off back into the store, laughing as he left me to hurriedly pull down my top and adjust myself. I could feel his cum churning around inside me and I shuddered with disgust and shame. Good God! Did I just let than human garbage hate fuck me?! OH Fuck!

I turned back towards the crossing and no traffic was coming, so carried on with my jog “Yeh I DID let him hate fuck me…” I thought and a smile started creeping across my face “Oh fuck was it GOOD!”

 

I was late back to the brothel after my jog and my Husband was just finishing a conversation with one of his contractors when I arrived. He turned to look at me and he noticed that glow in my cheeks. A glow he had seen many times, flushed into my cheeks. He laughed lightly as he approached “I was going to say that was a long jog but it seems to did more than run to get your exercise” He said as he leaned in to kiss my cheek.

I giggled and smiled. We went to his office and I perched my ass on his desk in front of him as he leaned back in his large leather chair. He admired his beautiful wife with a soft smile as I proudly displayed my curves for him. I told him about the guy from the motorcycle shop and he slowly reached for a cigar as he leant back and listened to me. “You are ok though right?” He asked me, giving me a concerned side-ways look. I laughed and nodded “Oh yeh, I mean that guy was absolute garbage but it really was an incredible fucking.” He smiled, shook his head and laughed. He took a draw on his cigar and smiled at me. After admiring me silently for a moment he said “Joey really did a fantastic job bring out the slut in you huh? Maybe too much of a good job!”  We laughed as I waved him off dismissively “Oh shh, you know you love me like this”

“I love you anyway!” He smiled.

I felt a shudder of comfort tickle my spine at his soft, reassuring words “Well, I’m going to take a quick shower, see you shortly” I whispered to him and he nodded as he picked up one of his cell phones.

 

A few weeks later, I was out jogging again and as I jogged past the motorcycle store I noticed a number of police cars outside. I shrugged and continued with my jog. It was an uneventful jog and in some ways, part of me had hoped to run into that guy again.

I return back to the brothel and found my husband on his cell phone in his office holding a local paper.

“…. Yeh it’s confirmed, payment will be sent by the usual means..” He saw me enter the office and quickly ended his call “… Ok I have to go..”

He stood up from his desk and tossed the newspaper onto the desk with a flop and wandered over to me. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and seemed to usher me from his office. He smiled softly at me “Nice jog sweet heart?” I nodded and gave a quick glance over my shoulder at the newspaper on his desk. The headline read “Local White Supremacist Found Dead In Mob Style Execution”

I looked up at him and smiled. I took a second or two to admire my husband as he smiled back at me. He reached down and softly kissed my cheek. He rested his hand on my lower back, no groping or molesting, just a tender moment of affection.

 

(IMPORTANT SIDE NOTE: This story is FANTASY only and the creator of the story and images in no way condone any of the behaviour, actions or political viewpoints and opinions depicted within the above story.  Racism is deplorable and should have no place in our modern society. This story is created as a fantasy and as such, consequences from such ideologies do not exist. Treat everyone with dignity and respect, we all have the right to happiness *kisses*)