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Madison Discovers a New Life Ch. 01

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Madison was excited; for the first time in what felt like ages she has a night off. Being a nurse made it hard to have a social life. Both the long hours, accompanied with swing shifts made it hard to actually make plans.

Looking in the mirror, Madison realized why her supervisor had told her to take two personal days. Her green eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, and she had bags underneath her eyes. With a heavy sigh, she got out her make-up bag and proceeded to try to fix the damage three double shifts in as many days had caused. Madison didn’t use too much make-up, she had great skin tone, with no blemishes. She had been blessed with freckles on her nose and cheeks, brought out by the summer sun. So, a little concealer under the eyes, a little pink eyeshadow, mascara and some lip gloss did the trick.

As she curled her golden-brown, shoulder-length hair, Madison thought of the night ahead. She and four of her closest friends were off to the new casino in Niagara Falls – about forty minutes from where she lived. Madison wasn’t much of a gambler, but she has received a scratch off ticket in a card for her birthday and won one thousand dollars! She decided to give herself a night out with it. After the casino, they were going to spend the night in a hotel nearby and enjoy the sights the next day. They had reserved two adjoining rooms, both with Jacuzzis. At first, Madison felt guilty for indulging so much, but she rarely did anything for herself; saving for the day she may actually buy her own house.

She realized long ago that marriage must not be for her. At twenty-six years old, she’d had her share of relationships. Both her friends and family really loved the two men she had almost married. Why shouldn’t they?

Both men had good careers, family, and morals. Madison, however, just felt something missing. She was never really happy with the relationships. Sure they got along great, the sex was good, but she couldn’t bring herself to marry them.

Finishing her hair, she walked back into her bedroom and opened the closet. Looking through the racks of clothes, she found what she had been looking for: a little black dress that came to mid-thigh, with spaghetti straps. She wanted to look good, you never knew when you might find mister right. Laying the dress, nylons, and underwear on the bed, she went to pack an overnight bag. Once she was sure she had everything she needed, she sat on the edge of the bed to get dressed. As she put the nylons on over her feet, she thought of all the money spent on pedicures. How she wished she lived near a beach. Her mother has always said: if you can walk on a beach and paint your toenails there is no need for a pedicure. Madison had always loved the feel of sun warmed sand squishing between her toes. Snapping out of her daydream, she shoved the dress over her head, stepped into her heels, grabbed her purse and walked out the door. She was going to pick up two of her friends, Lisa and Sandy. The other two, Beth and Jen, would be meeting them up in Niagara Falls. Madison had met all four girls in high school (their junior year) and have been good friends ever since. Jen had married her high school sweetheart right out of school and became a stay-at-home mom. Sandy went right into a local collage and is now a successful lawyer. Madison doubted Sandy would ever marry. In her opinion, Sandy was married to her job, she had very little free time, which was another reason why this outing was special for Madison; she hadn’t seen Sandy in quite a while. Lisa went away to collage to get a degree in advertising and Beth also went to nursing school with Madison.

When she pulled up into Lisa’s house, the girls were waiting out front for her. Lisa had her blond hair up in curls. She wore black dress pants and a tight pink button-down shirt. Sandy came bouncing up beside her, also in black pants, but with a light green camisole top. Showing off the great tan Madison only wished she could have.

“Hey girlie!” Sandy squealed, jumping into the front seat.

“Hey you!” Madison exclaimed, “you guys ready to go?”

“Hell yes, let’s go get drunk and waste my husband’s money!” Lisa said laughing.

“Sounds like a plan,” Sandy said. As they drove towards Niagara Falls, they chatted about what they all had been up to and where they wanted to go on the following day. By the time they got to the casino valet parking, Beth and Jen were already inside waiting for them.

“Hey, you’re late!” Beth said smiling.

“Yeah, yeah, when the heck have you ever known me to be on time?” Madison laughed, “So whats first?”

“You wanna do slots, or go right to black jack?” Beth asked.

“Let’s try blackjack, but if I start losing, I’m off to slots, money lasts a lot longer on those,” Madison said laughing.

“Yeah, I agree, we do want money left for tomorrow,” Sandy said.

After getting their drinks, they headed off to the blackjack tables. Madison had never played blackjack at the casino before but Starzbet she knew how it worked. After a few hands, all the girls were up. Madison only lost one hand and was currently up two hundred dollars. She decided to up the stakes. She bet one hundred on the next hand.

“Blackjack!” the dealer said.

“Yep,” Madison thought, “it was going to be a good night.”

He had been watching the girls since they came in. They were perfect, everything he needed for an addition to his little shop. They would sell in no time, specially the little freckled one in the black dress. She looked like she had some sassiness to her. She would get a good price. Mike smiled to himself as he went into the back room to alert the others that he had the last three needed to start.

“Keep an eye on them Brent, I don’t want them going anywhere,” Mike said to the security guard. Mike was a very successful business man, he knew how to make the deal. He had been doing it for years and won many girls in his casinos. They each sold as slaves for at least five hundred thousand. Mike became very well known in the wealthy community for always providing the best product. He had quite a large clientele as of late and only hoped to grow larger, more powerful and a lot richer.

After everything was prepared for the bets to be made, Mike made his way over to the Blackjack tables where the girls were, still winning, drinking and having a great time.

“Hello ladies, I trust your enjoying yourselves this evening?” Mike inquired smiling.

“Yes, wonderful, thank you!” Jen exclaimed grinning at all her chips.

“I see you are making out very well! Let me introduce myself. I am Mike Williams, owner of this fine establishment I wonder if I may offer you lovely ladies a chance at winning a very large sum of money this evening. You have been hand selected as a part of a very small group allotted this opportunity. Would you be interested?” He asked.

“What does it entail exactly?” Beth asked, a little suspicious.

“Yeah, I would love to know the details!” Madison said, genuinely interested; besides, she was on a roll tonight!

“Walk with me while I explain,” Mike said. “Dealer, please get someone to cash in these ladies chips and bring them to the back room.”

“Yes sir, no problem,” he said.

All five girls followed the man towards the back of the casino. As they walked, he explained the rules of the game.

“Each person bets their time, in essence, themselves against the house. The game is this: there is a wheel, on it will be trips, cars and a lot of money. On the heel will also be three house wins spaces. If you land on anything besides the house wins category, you win the prize stated. If you land on a house winds place, you have to donate your ‘time’ to the casino,” Mike explained, carefully wording it so they didn’t suspect anything. The contract they would sign would also be very complicated wording and with the amount of drinks they had all consumed, Mike doubted they would even read it.

Mike ushered the girls into the back room, where at least ten other men and women waited, all drinking and chatting, waiting for the game to begin.

“Ok, so all that there is left to do is sign these,” Mike said, handing the girls their contracts.

Madison took a quick look at the contract. It was very complicated; she really didn’t want to have to read through it and leave everyone waiting. Besides, she thought, the odds of her winning were high and there were some really cool prizes up there. Madison signed the paper and handed it back to the man. Jen, Beth, Sandy and Lisa all finished up signing and handed their papers in as well.

“Ok, who is up first?” Mike asked.

Madison watched as the others took their turn at the wheel. First up was a blond tall woman with her husband. She spun the wheel and won two hundred dollars.

“Sweet!” the woman said, and went over to the table with her husband to claim her prize. Next up was a group of three guys. Each spun the wheel separately. The first won a vacation to the Florida Keys. As he was claiming his prize, the second of the trip spun the wheel. This time it landed on house winds.

“Well shit,” he said sulking.

“Please proceed through the door to the left sir,” the attendant stated, and ushered him out.

“Sucks for you dude, I just won a car!” exclaimed the third in the trio of friends, as he walked over to claim his prize.

Madison watched the line go down. Three more people won prizes ranging from one hundred dollars to a vacation to Europe. The remaining three went off through the door. Next up was Beth. She won a fifty dollar gift certificate to a local mall.

“I never win anything, so this is sweet!” She said laughing. Jen won free five nights stay at a hotel of her choice in Las Vegas for two. Lisa won one thousand dollars cash, Sandy won a new car. It was finally her turn. All of her friends stood waiting to see what Madison would win. Starzbet Giriş She walked up to the wheel and gave it a good spin. Her stomach did a flip as she waited for the wheel to stop spinning. When it finally did, her heart sank. Damn it, she had lost. She was feeling so lucky tonight too. Oh well, she thought, she would just tag along with Sandy on her vacation.

“Please proceed through the door ma’am,” said the attendant.

“OK, I’ll meet up with you guys in a bit. Why don’t you go ahead without me, I’ll call Jens cell when I’m finished,” Madison said. No point in holding them up.

“Alright, see you soon!” Sandy said waving goodbye.

Madison followed the attendant into the next room. After she walked in, the door was shut and locked behind her. All of the people that had lost in her group were standing in a line with five other people she hadn’t seen before. Madison figured they must have been from a previous group. After Madison joined them in the line, Mike came into the room and stood in front of them.

“Thank you all for participating in my game. You will now be transported to my facility where further explanation of your situation will be given.

They were all put into a bus and transported to the airport, where they boarded a private plane. Madison began to panic, what had she gotten herself into? They were going to leave the area? Why didn’t they inform her of this before?! She was going to have to call the girls once she got to where ever they were going. She hoped she would be back on time for work on Monday!

Once everyone was seated on the plane, Mike one again addressed them as they began to taxi down the runway.

“I will now elaborate more on what is happening, as I see some anxious faces. In your contract that each of you willingly signed, it states that upon losing the bet, you legally became my property and no longer have any legal rights,” Mike began.

One of the male passengers tried undoing his seatbelt, but it wouldn’t budge. Oh my god, she thought, what was happening.

“Get this goddamn thing off of me! You cant just own people, that’s bullshit!” He screamed, trying to rip the seatbelt off. Two men came through the curtain from the front of the plane. Madison was in awe of their size. They had to be at least six feet five inches tall and very strong. Madison began to panic as she watched the two men restrain the guy that was out of control. A woman came out of the front of the plane with something in her hand Madison couldn’t quite see. She went up to the restrained man and when she stepped away from him, his eyes seemed to glaze over, and he stopped fighting.

“Fighting me will do you no good, I promise you. Now, as I was saying, you will be transported to my facility where you will be housed until you are bought by one of my customers. I specialize in sex slaves and you have all been hand picked by me as my merchandise. All of my customers are fully screened and take very good care of their slaves. After all, you will be sold for a minimum of a half a millions dollars apiece!” Mike said smiling. Madison couldn’t breathe, she heard people yelling and fighting, but she just sat there, unable to breathe. She was having a panic attack. Her life was over because she was too stupid to read something before she signed it! What was she going to do? She has a life, a job, friends! It was all gone.

As she struggled to breathe, a woman appeared in front of her. Madison wasn’t sure if it was the same woman as before, she couldn’t see that well, everything had gone blurry from her hyperventilating. The woman was talking to her, that much she knew, but she couldn’t understand what she was saying. Madison felt the woman taking her pulse and shouting to someone behind her. A moment later she felt a slight pinch on her right arm, then a warm sensation drifting up her arm and washing over her. Her body relaxed and she began to feel sleepy. Yes, she thought, sleep was good, better then what she was going through. At least asleep she didn’t have to think.

Madison rolled over, reaching for her watch. She wanted to be up early so they could eat breakfast and head out to see the sights of the falls. Than she remembered. She wasn’t with her friends anymore. Where was she? She opened her eyes to see a small room, about the size of her living room. There was a door to the bathroom to her left, in front of her was a television with some sort of electronics underneath, what she was not quite sure. At the end of the twin bed she was laying on was a recliner chair. The far wall wasn’t a wall at all, but a pane of glass. Madison slowly crawled out of the bed. Looking down she saw that she was wearing black pajama like pants and a white t shirt. She padded across the thick carpeted floor towards the glass wall. She looked out into a long hallway, with cells like her own lining it on both sides. The lights were off in all the cells, and the lights dimmed in the hallway. She turned back to Starzbet Güncel Giriş her room to look for a light switch but found none. She did, however, find what looked like an intercom on the wall. She pushed the button but nothing happened Madison had no choice but to sit and wait. For what? She didn’t know. As she sat in her chair, she started to drift off to sleep again, but was woken with a start when she heard a click. Next to the intercom pad a door she hadn’t seen opened and a woman came into her room.

“Hello,” she said cheerfully. “Woke up a bit early I see. Are you thirsty?”

“Yes, actually,” Madison said a bit shaky.

“No problem,” the woman said and walked back out the door.

After a few minutes, the woman came back with a pitcher of something and a glass. She set them on the table next to her bed.

“I hope you like iced tea,” she said smiling.

Madison began to cry, she couldn’t help it. What had she done? What was going to happen to her?

“It’s really not all that bad you know,” the woman said sitting on the end of the bed. “Whoever buys you will treat you well, I promise.”

“Yeah, well, I had my own life, my own responsibilities. Now that’s all gone!” Madison cried.

“Think of it this way. You will never have to work again. Never have to worry about anything again. The only thing you have to do is serve your master. Think about it, whoever buys you has to be quite wealthy! You are priced at one million dollars. Do you actually think you will ever want for anything again?”

“That sounds wonderful and all, but I won’t be me, I will be owned by someone!”

“True, but haven’t you always wanted someone to just take you? Completely take you? A powerful man to just take control the way they were meant to?”

OK, so the lady had a point. She did always want men she dated to be powerful, to take control. Maybe that was why she always broke it off with men. Maybe that was why they never did it for her.

“That’s a girl, now hop back into bed and get some rest.” As Madison climbed back into bed, her mind was spinning. Could this really be a good thing?

Madison awoke to the sound of someone coming into her room. As she opened her eyes, she saw a woman coming in with her breakfast.

“Hello,” the woman said with a smile. “You need to hurry up and eat so you can get into the shower. You have to be ready before nine when the clients will start to come in.”

“OK,” Madison said, and sat down. After all, what was she supposed to do? Nothing was going to change her situation. Besides, she thought sipping some orange juice, it wasn’t like anyone was going to buy her today. She had time to find a way out of this.

Madison finished her juice and got into the shower. She had never been a big breakfast eater and her stomach was in knots. The shower was nice and warm, soothing her aching muscles. As she washed her hair, she began to think of what may lay ahead of her. Someone taking her whenever he wanted. Stripping her naked, bending her over and driving his big cock into her until he was satisfied. Madison’s hand had drifted down to her soapy pussy.

She lazily rubbed her swollen clit, thinking of what he may do to her. A moan escaped her lips as she began to finger her clit in earnest and dipping her fingers inside her slippery pussy, finger fucking herself. For a brief moment she thought she should stop, that she shouldn’t be doing this, but then the sensation of an orgasm started to approach and she no longer cared. Her knees buckled as it took over her. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as she continued to rub her clit and she was left panting on the shower floor.

Madison slowly got up off the floor and finished her shower. After she was dried, she padded out into her room to find a pair of black shorts, a bit to short for her taste but they would do, and a pink tank top. She walked back into the bathroom, dressed, brushed her teeth and did her hair. By the time she walked back into her room, her bed had been made, fresh iced tea was on the table and her TV was on to the morning show. She eased herself into her chair and put her feet up under her, trying to relax and not think about what lay ahead of her. Just as she got into the show, she heard someone yelling. Madison got up and went to the glass to see if she could see what was happening. Across the hall and two doors down, a man was fighting with a guard – and it was a losing battle. Standing in the hallway was a couple, the woman grinning as she watch the guard pin the man to the ground and sedate him.

“Yes,” she said. “He’s perfect. I love a challenge. It’s so much more fun when they fight, don’t you agree honey?”

“Yeah, I love watching you break them. It’s amazing how you get them worshiping you and kissing your feet.” Her husband said with a chuckle. Just as he said that, he turned to see Madison watching them and smiled.

“Darling,” the man said, “look at this little cutie.”

“Mmm, she is cute,” she said starting towards her. Madison started backing up. She did not want a woman to own her. She thought woman were beautiful, sure, but she had no desire to fuck them. She sat on the floor on the far wall and curled her legs against her chest.

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Breeding Jessica

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Jess is the perfect wife. She’s loving, supportive, funny, smart, interesting—and goddamn hot, too. We’ve known each other for seven years, been married for five, and I swear to God every day she just gets sexier.

So I’m nuts about her. Who wouldn’t be? But that means other guys go nuts about her too. When she walks into a room the testosterone levels start to rise and their eyes all lock on her. It used to bother me, but not anymore, because I know Jess is all mine. She might enjoy being looked at by other men, might even flirt a little, but her heart belongs to me, just like mine belongs to her.

Which was why I was triple-thinking the whole idea as we sat down at the bar. We’d talked it out till we had cramps in our tongues and I’d approved…in theory. But now that it was happening, I was apprehensive. I mean, a little flirting is one thing, that can even be exciting, but she was here to do business.

It isn’t what it sounds like. I’m not pimping my wife–that’s in my fantasies only. But Jess and I had a problem, and we were here to solve it.

Having kids was going to be the icing on the cake for us. We’d planned on a few years of living large, then starting a family. Both of us had always wanted three kids, and a year ago the time was right for us to start having them. Problem was, she wasn’t getting pregnant, and it wasn’t for lack of trying. So finally we went to a fertility doctor, where we found out that my childhood case of scarlet fever had left me sterile. The dream of having kids was over.

So we had to decide what to do. We thought about adoption, but the waiting list was so long and the procedure so complicated we’d be old enought to be grandparents before we were ever parents. We could’ve paid some pregnant kid to give us her baby, but that was pretty shifty and if the girl stiffed us we’d be out some big money. So I brought up the topic of artificial insemination.

Jess wrinkled her nose. She wasn’t for that at all. Number one, it just seemed so impersonal, and number two, you didn’t really know whose sperm you were getting: the donors could be lying like rugs on the profiles they gave. I had to agree.

Then she said, “What about real insemination?”

I must’ve really looked stunned. She explained she didn’t want to have an affair, but we could pick a guy and she’d let him fuck her and voilà, we’d be pregnant. She kept emphasizing that she didn’t want to hurt me, till finally I blurted out the truth: I’d fantasized for years about watching her with another man. Then she was stunned, and then she told me she’d always fantasized about doing it with a black guy, and how did I feel about that?

I felt like a black baby would be hard to explain, that’s how I felt. But there were ways we could make it work. We could say she’d chosen the guy’s sperm and gotten artificially inseminated, or we could say she’d gone to be with the mother of the upcoming child during the pregnancy. Nobody had to know the mother would in fact be Jess.

So here we were in a posh dance club, staking out a place. Jess was dressed for success in a short black skirt and sleeveless white silk blouse. She wasn’t obvious about it, but I knew every man in the room could tell that under the skirt were only her thigh-high stockings, and that the tits under the shirt were just ready to spring free from the skimpy bra that barely smoothed out her nipples. I had a hard-on and I had been looking at her the whole three hours I’d driven to get us here…I could imagine what it would be like for a stranger to see a hot bitch like her walk into the club dressed like that. Anybody who’d thought he needed Viagra before he came to the club had wasted a pill.

The people around us were dressed for a night on the town, most of them way more blantantly bursa escort than Jess. But she had that aura about her that just screamed sexy, and she made all the women look like they were filmed in black-and-white. The guys were dressed for clubbing too, and some of them were pretty sexy. Jess was discreetly looking over them when an African-American man walked into the room and sucked the air right out of her lungs.

He was something else. Light-skinned and immaculately groomed, he was toned without being overly muscular. His facial features were handsome, but not bland. But it was his clothes that told the story. His white, short-sleeved shirt fit him like a caress, showing off his strong physique; a heavy gold watch–if it wasn’t a Rolex it was a damn good fake–encircled his broad wrist; and he had on the most insane pair of pants I’d ever seen. They were black and vaguely shimmery, and the side seams were open, laced up with black laces, showing the smooth skin and contoured muscles underneath. The pants were tight across the front, too, letting his package speak for itself. It didn’t seem like he was ridiculously hung–which was a stereotype anyway–but it was so put together that even a confirmed straight guy like me wouldn’t have minded running my hand over it.

Jess’s eyes flitted sideways to mine. I nodded, keeping my head straight forward, and watched out the corner of my eye as she pretended to need a napkin and leaned over the bar. Her nice round bottom raised up into the air, and–gotcha!–he saw it. I knew the rest would be cake.

The man sat a few seats down the bar, and it wasn’t long before he was giving Jess the eye. She cast a little smile in his direction, and I muttered through my closed lips, “Buy him a drink.”

“What? No way,” she whispered like a ventriloquist. “He needs to buy me a drink.”

“Uh-uh. He’s interested. You need to up the ante.”

She answered by signaling the bartender and telling him, “Please ask the gentleman there what he’s having.” The bartender had obviously had practice hooking up these kinds of liaisons. He worked his way down the bar by serving other customers, then had a short, unnoticed conversation with the black guy. After a while he made his way back up to Jess and said quietly, “The gentleman says he’s having you.”

Bingo! Jess let another smile slip, then, as she tilted her drink at the man, whispered to me out the corner of her mouth, “See you back at the hotel.”

But I wasn’t going anywhere that fast. I wanted to see this man put the moves on my beautiful wife. Jess couldn’t do anything about it, because she had to pretend she didn’t know me and the man was coming over to sit beside her.

“Would you like another drink?” he asked her, his voice smooth and cultured. This was no stereotypical ghetto dude; he had class.

“Yes, I would.” Jess matched him in style and grace. “A Manhattan, please.”

The man ordered her drink, then turned toward her. “Darris Williams,” he said, extending his hand.

“Jessica Revell.”

“Have you been here before?”

“No, I’m on my way from Kansas City.” It was true, but it left out ninety-nine percent of the facts. “Have you been here before?”

“No. I’ve heard of this place, but I’m not usually into clubbing.”

“Me either. But I think I’m glad I came.”

“I think I am too.” He smiled at her, showing straight, elegant teeth.

They drank and talked, sophisticated and urbane. Jess is like that. She’s down to earth, but she’s also smart and educated, and she can move in any circles she likes. Still, she just exuded sexuality, and I could tell Darris was after what she had. It wasn’t too long until he put his hand on her knee. She smiled and let bursa escort bayan her leg slip to the side the tiniest bit, encouraging him. I got a hard-on.

They kept talking like nothing was going on, but Darris’s hand was easing up her thigh, and I could see her nipples rising under the sheer blouse. I could also see that Darris was getting hard. Somehow that was sexy, too, and I found myself thinking I wouldn’t mind checking out the cock under those tight pants. Hm, my fantasy life was getting better all the time.

Now Jess’s legs parted further, and as her skirt rode up it was obvious she didn’t have anything on underneath it. Her firm thighs peeked out above her stockings, and Darris’s fingers trailed up, stroking her inner thighs and then running further up. I could tell he was touching her pussy by the way her hips rocked, ever so slightly, in her seat. She reached her hand down and trailed it lightly over Darris’s bulge, and I realized I’d better get going.

I burst into the hotel room and shut myself in the closet. Through the louvers of the door I had a clear view of the bed. Just thinking about what was going to happen there, I wanted to masturbate, but I knew I had to save my climax for when I saw my wife fucking this gorgeous stranger.

They got there not long after. We had brought a bottle of nice wine, and they opened it and talked a little more as they had a glass. But it was obvious that neither of them wanted to wait. In a moment, Darris had Jess in his arms and was kissing her passionately. He was enjoying her just as much as I always did…and she was enjoying him too, which really turned me on. I got a glimpse of his coral-colored tongue sliding into her mouth, her tongue rubbing his. He ran his hands over her back, to her butt, then up to her breasts, and unbuttoned her blouse. “Mmm,” she said, and he leaned down and began to suck her nipple through her bra.

“Oh, yeah,” she said, bending her neck so she could watch him doing it. He flicked his tongue over her nipple, then slipped it under her bra as his hand pulled the fabric away. The sight of his dusky mouth on her golden-white tit drove me crazy. I started stroking myself through the fabric of my pants, just like Jess was doing to Darris.

He caught her by the waist, picked her up, and sat her on the bed. She leaned back, letting her skirt crinkle up her thighs, and spread her legs just enough to give him a glimpse of her pussy. I couldn’t see it, but I could see Darris liked it. He pushed the skirt up more, then stroked a hand down between her legs, making her moan softly.

“You are a beautiful lady,” he said. “I want to make you very happy right now.”

He knelt down on the bed and they started undressing each other. With each inch of skin they revealed, I got hotter and hotter. Suddenly I realized I couldn’t wait till she got his pants off…I wanted to see his cock just as much as she did. So when she finally unlaced the pants enough to pull them off and his dick sprang free, I had to unzip and start rubbing my bare skin.

He had a nice dick, too. It wasn’t any bigger than anybody else’s, but it was nicely shaped and definitely the right size to satisfy Jessica. It also wasn’t super-dark like the ones you see on porn sites; just a dusky, sandy brown like the rest of him. Jess started stroking it immediately, and Darris arched his back for her and made a soft, sexy sound. They played with each other for a few minutes, and then Jess pushed him over onto his back and started kissing down his chest, down his belly, toward his cock. He groaned as she lowered her mouth to the head and swirled her tongue around it. She smiled, then licked down the underside and back up, then started sucking him. escort bursa My mouth started to water. Jess gives great head, so I knew Darris was enjoying it. I could see she was enjoying sucking his cock. And I was wondering what it would feel like to have a hard cock in my mouth, to make a man start rocking in the bed like he was doing. He stroked her hair, saying little things I couldn’t hear, and then he pulled out of her mouth, grabbed her hips, and lifted her up so that her sweet pussy was right above his mouth. I saw his tongue snake out and tickle her clit, and she gasped and then moaned. Then he pulled her down onto him, holding her white butt in his black hands, eating her cunt like it was the most delicious thing in the world–which it is. His cock was standing straight up, and he reached one hand down and started stroking himself. Jess was riding his mouth faster and faster, playing with her tits, and then suddenly she whispered, “Oh my God, I’m gonna come.” I saw her begin to shake, and then she leaned forward, groaning out those sweet sounds she made. Darris held her there until she had milked every last bit of pleasure out of her orgasm. Only then did he let her go, and as she got up off her knees he said, “Now I want that pussy every way there is.”

Jess was very happy to hear that. She lay back and spread her legs all the way for him, and this time I could see her pussy. She didn’t have to say a word. Darris knelt between her legs, teased her pussy gently, and then slipped just the head of his cock into her slit. “Oh, yeah,” she said.

“You like that?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“You want more?”

“God, yes.”

He gave her a little more of his shaft. “You want me to fuck you?”

“Oh God, yes!”

“Tell me so.”

“Oh, God, fuck me!”

“Yes, I will,” he said with a little smile, and let the rest of his shaft fill her pussy. He teased her little, making her body beg for it, and then, just as she was about to go crazy, he buried himself inside her. “Oh, yes,” she said as he began to rock, giving her his hard shaft again and again.

“You like how I’m fucking you, baby?”

“Oh God, yes.”

“You like my black cock in your white pussy?”

“Oh, yeah.”

I was pulling my dick in earnest now, trying not to moan out loud. But the sight of my wife being fucked by another man and loving it was so arousing I could hardly take it. Darris’s beautiful cock was filling her tight pussy, and I wondered what it would feel like to have a hard cock like that in my ass, filling me.

Darris was riding Jessica faster and harder, both of them panting. I could see him grinding his pubic bone against her, and she started to tremble again.

“You ready to come, baby?” he said.

“Yes…”

“You want my black stuff in your white cunt?”

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” she shouted as she came again, and Darris thrust in as hard as he could. His hips jerked a couple of times as he filled her pussy with his come, and I came too.

It was worth every second in that cramped closet to watch as Darris fucked Jessica again, from behind this time, giving her a second pussyful of come that would make our baby. When I finally got out, it turned out I had come all over my pants. I got to lick Jess’s cream pie, my first taste of come, but I didn’t fuck her. For one thing, her pussy was fucked out, and for another, I wanted only Darris’s come in there.

We had already decided we’d never tell the “sperm donor” we picked about our plans. We didn’t want anybody trying to get custody of the baby, but in Darris’s case I also thought he would feel responsible and guilty, and I’d rather he just had the memories of a great fuck than worry about possibly ruining our lives. Well, he wouldn’t have had to worry. Jess had a great European vacation while pretending to be helping the mother of our soon-to-be-adopted child, and little Dylan with his light tan skin and deep dark eyes is the joy of our lives. We still want three kids, so pretty soon it’ll be time for us to find another “donor.” I just keep thinking this time maybe I’ll get to have some of the fun too…

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