Friday, April 30, 2010

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Wanda------When we’d caught our breath, Wanda threw me down on the bed and climbed on top of me… With my cock buried deep in her pussy, she began to ride me like I was a horse… This was fun for a while, but even when the girl takes the lead, I prefer the top position… When I attempted to put my arms around her and gently roll us over so that I was on top, Wanda slapped my hands away. Then with a strange look in her eyes, she grabbed my shoulders, pinned me to the bed, and continued to roughly ride my cock…I have a stubborn streak and will not be pinned by anyone, not even a girl as hot as Wanda… I didn’t realize how strong Wanda was until I tried to get her hands off my shoulders and her off the top of me… If it hadn’t been for my martial arts training, I believe that I would have had to strike her with my fist to have gotten her off…Using a simple martial arts trick, I broke her grip on my left shoulder and rolled us both over with me coming out on top… When I pinned her shoulders to the matters, her eye glazed over, and on her face was the most submissive look that I’ve ever seen on anyone, either male or female, since… As I began to roughly drive my cock deep into Wanda’s pussy, I was surprised to discover that all through out scuffle for dominance my cock had remained buried in her pussy… In her intense state of arousal it only took about 4 or 5-hard thrusts before Wanda’s body was again racked by a series of mind numbing orgasms…I was so caught up in a combination of anger and sexual arousal, that when Wanda’s shudders subsided I grabbed a big hand full of her flaming red hair and drug her face to my crotch… Kneeling there with a hand full of her hair, I watched as she meekly licked and sucked her pussy juice off my still erect cock… Physically over powering Wanda, then forcing her to lick her own juices off my cock, made me feel like a god… I don’t think that I’d ever felt so powerful in my life… It suddenly came home to me that she was really mine to do with as I pleased… She was already down on her hands and knees, so, with my fingers still entwined in her hair, I moved behind her… Once there, I forced her to reach back and insert my cock into her soaking pussy… As I felt its head enter her pussy, I brutally rammed my cock balls deep into her pussy… I got a perverse pleasure from her loud moans and groans as I fucked her ‘dog style’ like the bitch that she was… I’d never fucked anyone like her before… She couldn’t seem to quit climaxing… Eventually, she was so drained that her legs gave way, and she sprawled on her face… As she laid there gasping for breath, I sat up on the side of the bed so that I could work the kinks out of my legs… When she got her breath, she slid off the bed and knelt between my legs… With a demure little smile, she leaned forward and slowly engulfed my still erect cock into her warm mouth… Even though her mouth felt incredible, for some reason she was unable to make me cum… Lying herself across my lap like a naughty little girl, Wanda told me that since she couldn’t make me cum in her mouth, that she needed to be punished… My blood was still running hot, so I needed no other invitation… The second time my hand connected with her bare ass, she climaxed all over my lap… And, she continued to climax as I administered 10-more loud slaps on her now crimson ass… After her spanking, I laid Wanda on her back, and spread her legs… Moving my hips between her wide spread legs, I placed the red-hot head of my cock between her wet, slippery lips… Then I raised her legs and braced them against my chest, burying my stiff boner all the way inside her briny cauldron of raw passion and started to slowly fuck her… Her high-pitched squeal as I entered her caused me to smile… By now, both her ankles were over my shoulders and her knees were flattening her breasts, and she was moaning and gasping in time with my steady, powerful thrusts… After I’d brought forth another moan from her by leaning forward and gently pinching her nipples, Wanda gripped my ass tightly and urged me on, as I vigorously stuffed my throbbing cock into her about twenty-five times as hard as I could… I was pumping her methodically, pushing my cock all the way in, slowly pulling it almost out and then slamming it back in so that our flesh made slapping noisily as our bodies connected… Once we were sated, Wanda told me…

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Thursday, April 29, 2010

divorced-[wanda]---part-4-of-7

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Wanda------The only true redhead that I ever dated was Wanda…

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Wanda was bi-sexual and totally kinky…she was into almost everything including bondage and spanking…Her is an excerpt from ‘The Abduction,’ that is based on the fist time I fucked Wanda. We’d known each other and our families had gone to church together since junior high. I had actually dated her sister, Liz and my younger brother had gone out with her a few times. We’d both married and had kid’s and I hadn’t seen her for several years…. then one day I was walking down the hall at work and ran into her an a personal rep…I spoke but since she was obviously taking care of business I kept walking…Wanda chased me down and got my phone number…the next day I had four wisdom teeth pulled so didn’t go to work that week…Sunday I worked over time and had just gotten home, when I got a call from her that she wanted to come to my apartment and show me her new blue Mustang……When she came over I took her to a quiet neighborhood bar so I could buy her a couple of drinks and then get rid of her. While we were having a drink she asked me if I remembered when she and my brother and her sister and I went on a double date? As the custom in those days, we went to a drive-in. when the girls went to the restroom, as a joke my brother and I switched places… I had the dome light disconnected and we were parked in a dark area…so when the girls came back, Liz jumped in the front with my brother and Wanda jumped in the back with me…as soon as Wanda got in I started making out with her…in the dark she couldn’t tell the difference between us…but as soon as I kissed her she knew that it wasn’t my brother…I guess she liked the way I kissed because she didn’t want to switch back…when Liz discovered that we’d switched places, she threw a little tantrum until we switched back…when she reminded me of the incident she told me that making out with me ‘woke up womanly’ feelings that she’d never experienced before…even though it’d been a good 15-years, she still wondered what it would be like to sleep with me…then she asked, “Are we going to sit here wasting out time drinking and talking , or are we going to your apartment and fuck?”…We were in bed within 15-minutes (5 o’clock). … As we lay down she immediately climbed in the middle of the bed and I slid over next to her… Taking her in my arms I began to kiss her on the lips and her moist lips parted and her supple tongue swooped into my mouth… As our tongues danced, my hands caressed her still sensitive breasts… I loved the feel of her firm breasts and nipples… Eagerly I moved down to her nipples and started sucking on them… When I moved my hand down and stroked her pussy, she eagerly bucked her hips against my hand… Letting go of her nipple, I started to kiss my way down her firm muscular belly towards her pussy… When I got there I marveled at the little turf of red hair she still had above her slit… It was the prettiest pussy that I’d ever seen and the only true redhead that I ever fucked…Going between her legs, I spread them as far as I could, and then ran my tongue along the inside of her creamy white thigh… Almost immediately I had my face buried in the only true red head pussy that I ever screwed… And although sparse, Wanda had the softest pubic that I’d ever rubbed my face in… tenderly I kissed the soft, moist flesh of her puffy womanhood and ran my tongue up and down her damp slit… As I savored the sweet, musky taste I found there, she franticly bucked her hips up to meet me… She had a clean, sweet tasting pussy that she adored to have eaten… She was so hot that her pussy quivered as I flicked my tongue between her the dewy folds of her pussy… Her clit throbbed against my nose, as I licked on her pink lips and sucked on her swollen slit, driving her absolutely crazy… Reaching up and spreading her delicate lips, I licked her throbbing nub until Wanda screamed in orgasm… Like all true sensuous women, Wanda was multi orgasmic, into kinky sex, and as we both learned later, bisexual as well… We started out with me kneeling between her legs and her long legs wrapped around my neck and her fingers entwined in my hair as she guided my flicking tongue to her most sensitive spots… As soon as my tongue entered her already wet pussy, Wanda began to moan. A moan that turned into a scream as she simultaneously yanked my face deeper into her hot pussy and clamped her legs tighter around my neck… A deluge of female juices drenching my face accompanied her scream… In a fit of total sexual pleasure, she bucked wildly against my face as her body was racked by 3-traumatic orgasms, one right after the other…When we’d caught our breath, Wanda threw me down on the bed and …

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Tuesday, April 27, 2010

divorced----part-3-of-7

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3-some------After Sharon, I changed apartments a couple of times and wound up in Tree Top…At this point in time I had screwed a lot of girl, but not freaky ones… so when it came to sex I was still very naïve…. thanks to Barbara I could give almost any girl multiply orgasms, but I just wasn’t into kink yet… About 5 0’clock I was on the way home from 6-Flags Mall and decided to stop for a cold beer… As I was drinking my beer I looked around and there was only about 5-other customers, all male… 3 that looked like they’d been there since opening time and 2 that looked like they were on the way home from work…I decided that I was a dumbass for wasting my time with a bunch of guys…I had too much to do at home…when I stood up to leave 2-girls came in, a blonde and a brunette…they looked around the empty bar and sat down at the bar with the blonde right beside me…suddenly I wasn’t in such a big hurry to leave … in about 5-minutes the brunette was dancing with a big cowboy and I was chatting with the blonde… I found the blonde to be quite attractive so after a couple of drinks I invited her to my apartment for a little fun and games…she wanted to know what we would do with her friend while we were at my apartment…. I said to leave her friend at the bar and I’d bring her back after we played … about an hour later I made the same offer, except this time I offered to pre-pay for her friends drinks…while the blonde and I were talking, her friend was dancing and drinking with a couple of guys so it wasn’t like she would have been alone…about 11, I decided it was a lost cause so I got real bold…this time the blonde said the problem was that her friend didn’t want to stay at the bar alone …I suggested that she come along and watch TV/ movies/ listen to music, her choice while the blonde and I were in the bed room…

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divorced-[sharon]---part-2-of-7

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Sharon------Besides being the dearest and sweetest, she was also probably by far the most brilliant girl that I ever dated… She was extremely well read and knowledgeable about both local and world events… On top of that, she could carry on an interesting and intelligent conversation… When I was dating her, she’d just finished college, and she was a reporter for the local newspaper… Two things caused us to split up… Her fiancé finished collage so she got married and took an executive position at one of LB Johnson’s TV studios in Corpus Christy. … Even though we’d dated for almost a year, she’d been engaged the whole time… The only reason that she didn’t break it off with her fiancé and marry me was because of my kids… Don’t get me wrong, she loved my kids and would baby-sit for me on Saturdays when I had to work… But, she was fresh out of collage and just starting her career and the responsibility of a ready made family was too over whelming for her…that and she was worried about getting caught up in Barbara and my custody battle…Sharon was by no means a virgin the first time that I made love to her but she did have limited experience. ...I refer to it as making love to her, instead of fucking, because that was exactly what I was doing… I was making love to her… She was a cool, willowy beauty with long slim legs, the cutest little apple butt, and sweetest tasting pussy that I’ve ever tasted...

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I liked to turn her over on her stomach and nibble and kiss the cheeks of her cute butt until she’d start giggling… Then I’d flip her over and eat her pussy… From the way that she acted, I must have either been the first guy to ever eat her pussy or at least the first one to give her an orgasm…After the first time that I ate her to an orgasm, she was content to just lay back and let me eat her pussy for an hour or more… She’d just lie there purring like a kitten as I buried my face in her sweet, sweet pussy… Sporadic shuddering and the loud groan of an orgasm occasionally broke up her purring… The hair on her sweet tasting pussy was as fine and soft as silk, rather that coarse and kinky like Barbara’s big thick bush of pubic hair… It was so soft that I found myself eating her pussy far more than I fucked it just so I could rub my face in her silken pubic hair… One evening I laid her face down over a big padded footstool, so that I could kiss and make love to her fantastic little butt… While I had her there, I spread her legs, and ate her pussy from the back. When I finished she was too spent to move so I knelt behind her and fucked her doggie-style… She went crazy… apparently no one had ever fucked her from the rear before and she loved it… I lost count of her orgasms...By the time that I was finished, the footstool was soaked with her cum, and she was too exhausted to move… As she lay there catching her breath, I filled her bathtub with warm water and bubble bath… Then I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom and laid her in the tub… As she laid there savoring the feel of the warm water, I shampooed her hair and gave her a bath...Then I lifted her out of the tub, dried her off, and tucked her into bed… The next night she wanted me to fuck her doggie style again… She was hooked…There was much more between Sharon and I, than sex… We shared many of the same interests… We both loved to read… We enjoyed movies, collectables and antiques… She was afraid to ride, but she still liked to go out to the pasture with me when it was my turn to feed the horses… We even took walks together…I loved Sharon her with all my heart and soul… If there had been any possible way for me to have married her, I would have… But, alas, the decision wasn’t mine to make…

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Monday, April 26, 2010

divorced----part-1-of-7

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Sharon------Sharon lived in the partying apartment complex that I moved into when I left Barbara… We became friends, then lovers in a very unusual fashion.

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...Our first conversation was about some nice pieces of pink Depression glass that I had displayed in my window… She warned me that the direct sun light would fade the colors… After that, any time we ran into each other coming and going from our apartments we’d speak… One afternoon when we spoke, I noticed than she looked perplexed…it seems that she was having a problem with an article that she was trying to write… When I heard the subject matter, I started laughing… Then I explained that the reason that she was having a problem was because the story started 20-years ago… I knew because I’d lived in GP since 1951 and knew where all ‘the bodies were buried.’… Then I explain in detail the history leading up to the story she was trying to write… soon she was taking notes…The next afternoon she showed up at my apartment with a 2-page, well researched and well written article, that she wanted me to be the first to read… Her article was marvelous, and she said she owed it all to me…. Without my background she would never have been able to write the article… Unfortunately, her editor didn’t want to anger or offend anyone that might advertise in his paper, so before he ran her article, he removed everything controversial… When the article appeared in print, instead of an extremely exciting 2-pages, it was 2-dull paragraphs… From then on, whenever Sharon had an article to write, she’d pick my brain… At the very least, I’d give her a place to start looking…She would write the most fantastic 2 and 3-page articles that, other than the editor, no one but me ever read… Sharon was smart though…Even though the editor chopped up her article, she’d put a copy of the original article in her portfolio, along with a clipping of the published version… That way, any prospective employers could see what she actually wrote before it was edited… Judging by the new job that she got, it worked…She was hired to be a Vice-president in Austin at one of Lyndon B. Johnson’s TV stations. …… One of the best stories that she ever wrote involved the ‘Yellowbelly Drag Strip’… A drunken idiot (an illegal that couldn’t speak English) had climbed over an 8-foot retaining wall and gotten himself ran over and killed by a dragster at the finish line. … They were the kind of racers that went over 100 MPH and used a parachute to stop… as you can imagine, it took a real idiot to walk out on to the track into the path of a racer running over 100. … Without checking the facts, all the local newspapers crucified the drag strip and held them responsible for the guy being an idiot. …Lets face it; you can’t protect a guy from himself and his stupidity. The owner rather than deal with the press went into hiding… Sharon called me at work the next day and asks me if I could get her a lead on how to contact Chauncey, the girl who owned the Yellowbelly? … She’d inherited it from O. L. Nelmens…the Texas millionaire famous for covering the state with semi-trailers with ‘Thanks for helping O. L. Nelmens make another million’ printed on the side… we Texans loved him for being so gutsy and honest… Sharon was not the type to needless call me at work, so I knew that the story was very important to her… I told her that I’d see what I could find out and call her back. … I immediately called an old friend that I’d known since grade school… Larry D------r and Chauncey had dated for several years and were still good friends… If anyone could get in touch with Chauncey, he could… Because I vouched for Sharon, Chauncey agreed to call Sharon from an untraceable pay phone and give her a phone interview… Sharon impressed Chauncey so much during the phone interview, that they met at Yellowbelly and had a face-to-face interview… Sharon’s story was the only one that told the true story… The idiot that got himself killed had to climb an 8-foot cinder block wall that had a sign with 4-foot tall letters warning people of the danger, to do it. You just can’t protect some people from their own stupidity. … Besides being the dearest and sweetest, she was also the…
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Sunday, April 25, 2010

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Barbara----To make matters worse, when Barbara got to work the next morning, the only engineer that she’d never fucked called her into his office… He reminded her that she didn’t have a degree, and that a condition of her promotion to engineering tech was that she enrolled in college and worked toward getting one… He then informed her that she’d had two years to get her degree, and in that time she hadn’t even earned a single credit… Since getting a degree was one of the conditions of her promotion and she’d done nothing about it for two years, she was fired… Right before she came over, one of her friends from work called and told her that her job had been taken by a younger, prettier girl… The younger girl, like Barbara, had also got the job by fucking the engineers for it…… I don’t know why, but anytime her ‘ego’ needed a boost, she could always get it by fucking me… Tonight was no exception… She wasn’t satisfied with a sympatric shoulder to cry on, she had to have sex… I could always tell when she wanted to fuck… She’d take my cock out and start sucking it… She went home around two o’clock well fuck and with her ego restored… I went to sleep with my balls drained and our combined juices all over my face…… I never played around on Barbara until after my 29-birthday… Then, as I explain in a later chapter, I blame my infidelity on Barbara… Once I started playing around I made up for lost time… By the time topless dancer Linda and I started living together, I fuck over 500-plus different girls… On a scale of 1 to 10, all but one was a '9' or better… Like they say, ‘life’s too short to fuck fat women,’ especially when there are so many charming ones that are so anxious to offer me their sweet pussies…. I think that my success with women was based on something that an old man told me when I was about 16 or 17… He advised me to always eat my wife’s pussy… According to him ‘someone’ was going to eat it for her… My only choice was whether it was going to be me or someone else that ate it… I guess I was eating pussy about 10-years or better before it was socially acceptable and everyone else started doing it… I ate the pussy, at least once and most likely more, of all 500-of the girls that I slept with. …… When Barbara and I split up, I got custody of our son, ER. Because T a was only three years old, Barbara got custody of her… At that point in time, fathers didn’t normal get custody of their children, so I had to pay for the privilege… Since I was making 6-cents an hour more than Barbara, the judge magnanimously only charged me $100 a month child support for T and nothing for ER since he was going to live with me…… By the time our divorce went through I had three major sources of sex… First I moved into a parting complex… Many an exciting things happened to me while I lived in that complex, not the least of which was all the girls that lived there… I couldn’t believe the availability of pussy in this complex… Even a 34-year old guy like me was in demand… Of course it helped that I was in good shape from working out in Karate for the last six years… Guys my age were especially in demand by the hot young girls that were looking for a husband… They’d go out with eligible young men in their age range, tell them that they weren’t ‘that kind of girl’ and refuse to have sex with them out of wedlock… these sweet young things would come home from their dates ‘horny’, give their boyfriend a good night kiss at the door, the sneak over to my apartment and screw my brains out… I’ve screw many girls at night, then the next day attended their wedding… I always wished the happy couple the best… The funny thing is that I always meant it… I never begrudged any of my girls a long and happy marriage… I loved Cottonwood Square Apartments; there was never a dull moment.

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Saturday, April 24, 2010

un-married----part-4-of-5

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Friday, April 23, 2010

un-married----part-3-of-5

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un-married------Then there was Barbara’s cute little pre-teen schoolgirl persona… In this persona she’d wear white ruffled panties, a starched white blouse, penny-loafers with white knee socks, and a blue and white-checkered skirt with suspenders… She would carry a 3-ring notebook binder and schoolbooks… Besides adding freckles to the bridge of her nose and cheeks, her hair would be parted in the middle, and pulled into little pigtails on both sides of her head… I called the pigtails ‘doggie ears’ and she wore them because she knew that the mere sight of them would instantly arouse my inner passions and made me as hot as hell… I use to use them as handles to control her head movement while she was sucking my cock...

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One cold, cold night there was a knock and when I answered the door, there stood Barbara in her big knee length winter coat, with her Russian style matching fur hat on her head… As soon as the door was shut behind her, she smiled and dropped her coat… There she stood, except for her fur hat and her high heels, naked as the day that she was born… She looked so damn hot, that right there in the middle of the kitchen; I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her pretty little pink pussy… My tongue made her climax so hard that her knees gave away causing her to fall across my shoulder… Her massive orgasm left her so weak that I had to lift her up and carry her over my shoulder to my bedroom… Her showing up naked at my back door in the middle of the night turned me on so much that we fucked for a couple of hours… I left her so spent that she had to take a nap before she could drive home…. I found out later that I had Jim, her boyfriend from work to thank for this torrid affair and the marathon sex… It seems that Barbara had been nothing but someone for him to fuck while he was getting a divorce… Once he got his divorce he dumped her and married someone else… Her ego was crushed, so she turned to me for sex until her ego was restored… He caused me to have so mush hot sex with Barbara that I think that if I ever see him again, I owe him a thank you… Of course once she felt good about herself again, she got herself a boyfriend… Then it was her turn to dump me… The only thing that I regret about my time with Barbara was that I never did anal on her and that we never did a 3-way with another girl… Although Barbara never mentioned a 3-way, when I look back I see instances where she set up several situations that should have easily turned into a 3-way, but I was too naïve to realize what she was doing… For instance, Linda, Barbara's brother’s wife, had left him and taken their two preschool daughters with her to Irving… It was the middle of an especially cold winter, and Linda and the girls were living in a little raggedy-ass duplex that had no heat… On the Saturday morning that Barbara and I went by to check on them, the three of them were huddled up in the kitchen with the oven door open for heat… It was so cold that it was almost freezing even in the house… As soon as I saw how cold their duplex was, I had Linda pack-up the girl’s stuff and get them ready to leave… They were going home with Barbara and I… I told Linda she was more than welcome to come too, if she wanted to… As a matter of fact; I wanted her to come with us, but, whether she came or not, I wasn’t leaving the girls in that cold house for one more minute… Getting the girls out of that cold house was such a relief to Linda, that she cried all the way back to our house… They stayed with us for about three weeks, and then she and Claude got back together. ……. They might have been …

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Thursday, April 22, 2010

un-married----part-2-of-5

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Un-married------Two nights later, Barbara called and invited me to drop by about ten… When I got there, except for a soft glow coming up the hallway, the house was dark…. The glow turned out to be candle light emanating from the bathroom…. When I stepped into the bathroom, I found Barbara lying neck deep in bubble bath and looking sexy as hell with the candlelight reflecting off her erect nipples as they peeked through the suds…

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Have you ever tried to undress while you were kneeling beside a bathtub and sucking on a girl’s hard nipple? … It wasn’t easy, but I managed…. When I stepped into the bathtub, I knelt over her chest so that my cock was lying between her breasts… With a little sneer, she took my cock and started rubbing it on her breasts… When she finished rubbing them with my cock, she leaned forward and took my hard cock into her mouth… As she eagerly sucked away, I felt my balls tighten, then spasm with ecstasy as I filled her mouth and throat with my hot creamy cum. … She did them both so well, that I was never sure which I liked better, fucking Barbara, or letting her suck my cock. I enjoyed them both so much, that I guess it really didn’t mattered one way or the other. …… It was a good thing that in SCUBA class they taught me to hold my breath for a long time… Because when I parted the lips of her pussy and went down on her, my face was about 6-inches under water… After I gave her an under water orgasm, we adjourned to her bed room, where we fell into bed in the 69-position, with her on top and me on bottom… I just loved the way her long silky blond hair would cascade down and tickle my balls while she was sucking my cock in the 69-position. ... She’d get so excited while she was sucking on my cock that she’d grind her clit against my face… In this position, we would both almost always climax at the same time… When my 'cum' would hit her throat, she’d go off in a chain of lightening fast orgasms… Her pussy juices would literally gush out of her pussy into my mouth and all down my face. …… Even with her mouth full of cock, it was impossible for her to hold back her moans of pleasure… Then I rolled her over on her belly, filled her hot pussy with my stiff cock and hard fucked her dog style... A few more orgasms and we were both so exhausted that we collapsed into bed and were soon fast asleep in each other’s arms… It took a two hour-long nap before I was able to drive home. …… The next persona that Barbara affected was that of a slut whore… Barbara was such slut and an orgasm whore that this persona was perfect for her… Almost any of her out fits that she wore when she went bar hopping would have been perfect for any common streetwalker… Even her make up was appropriate for walking the street… She got so into this character that I actually had to pay her for sex… And, she kept the damn money, too… Once she was paid, I used her like I would any other prostitute… I’d put her on her knees and force-feed her my hard cock… Then, I’d grab her by the hair and rough fuck her hot mouth… I rammed my cock so deep into her mouth that I felt its head hit the back of her throat… After she swallowed my first load of cum, I’d put her on her hands and knees, so that I could fuck her dog-style like the slut whore that she was. …… At other times she’d be a housewife. Like any normal housewife her hair would be up in curlers, with no makeup, fuzzy house shoes, a flannel nightgown, and ‘granny’ panties… In this persona we usually wound up fucking on the floor… No matter where we fucked, Barbara’s female cum would gush out of her pussy like water coming out of a tap… She would moan and groan, and spew out cum by the buckets full… As a matter of fact, that was something that all 500-of the girls that I fucked had in common… Not only were they almost all moaners and screamers, but they were also all multi-orgasmic….Then there was Barbara’s cute …

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