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There was no need to pretend that Andrea was a woman who had to be fucked and fucked by a black man. She was desperate to feel Every inch of that hard encounter rammed into her cunt walls and she needed him to do it hard and fast and rough as only he could. He took her hair and pulled it hard. She responded by chanting, “Fuck you now!”

Noah’s aiming carefully. He put the fat head of his dick with her slutty hole. He grabbed her hips and with one liquid, quick movement, he rammed the whole length of his dick deep into her womb. She was screaming in pain, but that didn’t stop her from begging. Noah started fucking Andrea with the strength and stamina that he would fuck a man and she took everything and begged for more. He worked with his thumb up her ass and she started using her muscles to remove another load of sperm. If he hadn’t taken one before, it would have been the end of him, but he was holding on. He started hitting that ass and reaching for her breasts. He pulled her tits and turned them with his dark fingers and she encouraged him to do it harder. “Pull my fucking nipples asshole. Let them hurt. Oh, it feels so good.”

Which happened when I was 25 years old. At that time I taught at a Catholic school; I was a nun. I have long brown hair, and quite slim, and has been told I have very nice boobs and a chic ass. I’ve noticed a man staring at my ass, even dressed in my nun’s habit. I’m also pretty tall… 5 feet 10 centimeters.

On the day of this story, I escorted a few dozen children from my school to the National Gallery of Art in Washington DC. We were visiting from outside the city and arrived the night before. We arrived early… After waiting for the museum to open, we continued, which I have always regarded as ’the beginning’ of art - the display of medieval art, followed by Renaissance art. The portraits of the Madonna, of Christ, and apostles or saints have been my inspiration to my childhood.

I found out my new friend Evelyn wasn’t that moody. She didn’t get upset easily. One day I was a little surprised by a small but sudden change in her mood. We were at the mall, and she asked me to go to one of those fancy women’s boutiques where she was gonna leave a dress she bought earlier. She kept me waiting at the register while she went back to the dressing room to drop off the dress. When she left she was in her usual pleasant, cheerful mood, but when she returned she suddenly seemed distracted and nervous. I was wondering why, but she didn’t say. She just said that the tailor was there, and that he would change the dress but first had to measure her. She said she’d be right back and then walk back to the dressing room. It’s a little funny, but when I saw her walk away, I thought about her body.

My wife is a beautiful woman, with long, fiery red hair and crystal green eyes. Her name is Karen and she’s six feet tall, shapeful legs. Her figure is perfect with full, sturdy tits of 39" that require a D-cup bra. Her hips are also 39" but not a gram of fat. She’s got the smoothest, tightest, rounded ass you’ve ever seen. Although her broad hips give her a big ass, her little 24" waist ends from her hour glass figure.

Mable offered her friends Jake and Dean to paint their house. She had picked a beautiful shade of mauve to help them. She arrived early on Saturday morning, and noticed they had already begun when she opened the door.

Mable walked into the living room and saw them painting. They both wore T-shirts and shorts. She admired the bodies when they shone with sweat. Dean said to get her started. Mable decided she should move her mind. She had been with Jake, but never Dean. She wondered how he was doing, but she had to help get their house together and not think about sex.

I had decided that a bath would help me relax and I had to shave and it always helps if my skin had a chance to soak in the warm water. After about 10 minutes in the bathtub I thought I heard something in the living room but I rejected it because I heard things. Then the shower curtain opened and there he stood in all his glory. As usual, I didn’t know he was in town. A pleasant surprise though!! I had him a while ago for this reason. A key given! !

The bright light waved from behind and was extinguished as the door closed to the pipe room, and for a moment they stood where they stood, now seeing more clearly what was before them. They were in a small room, with a long narrow corridor right in front of them. There was a dim but clear light shining down, but the smooth lines of the walls were strangely interrupted by hanging shapes, as if horizontal candles were set there that were softened as they burned and folded down, extinguishing their own wicks and now hardened in permanent downward turns.

I watched Larry pull his dick out of her pussy and then the pipe of sex lube got out of his desk drawer. He squeezed a doll of the slippery stuff on his new secretary’s dick. Her name was Amy. He rubbed a little bit of it on his pussy juice and put it in her ass. She was an ebony work of art. On 51, she was the oldest girl Larry ever fucked. She was also the first black woman he’d ever fucked. She was about 1.8 and about 130 pounds. With her 38 DD boobs, slimy waist and a few generous hips Amy was a very Troubled package. I could see why Larry had gone after her after everything she was such a carbon copy of me, a little better tanned. She was now bent over the back of the leather bank in his office. I looked from my office through a closed camera system. I looked at it on my 19-inch wide screen computer monitor. There’s a hundred bucks in the poop Chute. Larry bet a hundred bucks he’d fuck her in less than two weeks. It was Friday and exactly five days in the bet, and I saw how the head of his dick got in her ass. That would cost me another C-note. Our deals were always 100 per hole. Of course mouths don’t count. I got jealous of him back then. I saw his big white cock disappeared into her dark cave. His shaved balls bounced from her pussy lips when he roughed her ass. She started moaning and growing for him to fuck her harder. Damn, how could I ever beat this? Stealing his dick out of her ass, Larry turned her around, and I saw five fat spurs. Covering Amy’s face and making white with his cream. She started using her fingers to shove the cream in her mouth when Larry stopped her and leaned down and started licking her face. After he was done, he kissed her hard and shared his uterus with her.

“Honey, you’re not serious, are you?” Connie Gasp after he heard what he wanted her to do.

Yeah, honey, I’m serious. You said you were wondering what it would be like, I want you to find out." He said she looked her right in the eye.

She couldn’t believe it. She’d only said it a few times, fantasizing him, and now he told her he wanted to do it so she’d know and wouldn’t ask. Should she do it? Now she wasn’t so sure. What would he really feel and do if she did it while he looked? That was one of the demands that he could see her do it.

Kevin always knew he was different, even as a child he knew. Girls never cared about him for anything more than playmates or regular friends, and while he loved girls, it just wasn’t like the others. He always knew he was probably gay, but when you’re young, you don’t really understand all the feelings and emotions growing up in you when you grow up. To show affection? That was something Kevin couldn’t even understand in his little middle-class middle-aged middle of the western town, next to whom would he show that affection? For all he knew, he was the only gay kid in his entire school, and no one suspected he was gay, and he wasn’t about to come out when he thought even his parents wouldn’t understand, so the feeling that he’d gotten lonely. He was definitely looking forward to his first year at State U, to make sure he found others in the same boat as him! The first few weeks of student life were hectic to at least say what with 20,000 students in one place was overwhelming. This was the first time Kevin had ever been alone for a long time, but he could easily settle in a comfortable routine and even start making some friends in his classes and in his dorm. His roommate, Tom, was a freshman from Chicago, so many nights were spent telling each other in each other’s home. Kevin had to admit Tom’s stories were much more interesting than his. Tom seemed to tell enough stories about the girls he was with and the wild sex they had together. Lucky for him, Tom wasn’t really trying to rub Kevin’s personal background so Kevin didn’t even have to lie about exploiting the other sex!