CBW #131 - July 4th Explosion

I was sent this CBW just a couple of days ago.  It was signed 'A UK Admirer'.
I thought to myself what a perfect cock for Independence Day?
Can you imagine the kind of revolution that this handsome cock would start?
















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CBW #130 - Thinking Of You

I have a client in Viva Ponata.  We role play often and he sent me a video of himself he entitled 'Thinking Of You'
I thought it was wonderful proof that he was enjoying himself.  I was so happy when he allowed me to post him as a CBW. 


















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Debbie Does The Streets #2 - Sit and Listen

To learn more about my newest series, Debbie Does The Streets, read this post.

After a couple days of just blowjobs in the alley and getting my ass torn up, I finally got an interesting hire.  I like those interesting hires, it keeps me from getting bored and I can usually charge more for them.  Such was the case with this client.
This was a hire from a guy I had done before and I guess he trusted me more now and asked for ‘something special’ the other evening.

John told me to strip and sit down on the footstool as he told me about a fantasy he had while at work that day.  I’m always glad to help a client after a tough day.  I like knowing that I’m their stress relief.

“For now, just listen Deb.  That’s all I need”.

Here’s how his story started:

My secretary, Sue, can be such a tease and she was really bad today.  She was getting crazy filthy with me and it got me thinking about having her.  I can never tell if she really wants me or just likes teasing me.  I work in a basement office and she deals with the shop upstairs.  I texted her because I got a call from another employee saying that she was driving the customers crazy.  I wanted them to send her back down to my office.  As she turned the corner at the bottom of the stairs and headed for the extra desk she wiggled her ass in my direction, looked over her shoulder as she slapped it and said, “You’re not getting this”.  However, she teased me more, telling me not to leave my chair or the show would be over.  She slapped her ass again and I could see her G-string as she blew a kiss at me.

There are no windows in my office and I keep the back door locked so I knew that we’d be safe.

John told me he sighed when he heard that, but then decided to think through what could really happen.  His fantasy got more intense.  I got brave once I fell into my fantasy, do you know what I mean, Debbie?, he asked.
I nodded and smile, saying “oh yes, yes I do”.

She walked back towards my desk, I stayed in my seat because I didn’t want to miss out on anything.  I didn’t want to scare her away.

I tell her, “I’ll give you an extra week’s pay if you follow my directions, all for teasing me for months now”.
A surprised look slowly creeps across her face, but no sign of fear.  No verbal answer.
She just comes around and sits on my lap, unbuttons her blouse and just lets me feel her up.  Her breasts feel great in my hands, like they belong there.

“That’s the wonderful thing about fantasies, isn’t it Deb?  They are always perfect.”
“That they are, no fear, no worry, just perfection.”  I answer.

I clearly become rock hard, my cock stays in my pants, but it pushes against her ass through my trousers.

I tell her that I should just make her strip down, tie her to my desk, and cum all over her body.
She laughs it off, at least for now.

I insist that she show me all of that G-string of hers.  Yes, I wanted her to take her pants off right there.  She did it.  I guess she really wants that bonus pay.  I picture her teasing me even more.  She steps out of her pants and looks at my crotch.
“So you want that cock out, don’t you boss?”, Sue asks me.
The tent I’ve pitched for her is obvious now, in fact it’s screaming at her.

I don’t answer her.  I just watch her.  She’s rubbing her puss over the front of the G-string.  It’s so nice.  I watch her as she licks her lips, but my eyes quickly move back to the small rubs she’s giving herself.  Again the tease, “I get to play and you don’t”
My cock twitches as I listen to her and watch the beautiful view.  She’s right; I’m not playing with myself.

Finally, she crawls onto my desk and I rip her G-string right off.  At long last, I get to see part of that paradise I’ve wanted for months.  She even has a nice little fluffy landing strip.

By now, I’m thoroughly engaged in John’s story.  It’s as though I’m in the back of the office watching it and taking notes.  My body is beginning to respond to his descriptions, I’m more aware of my nipples and the warmth between my thighs.

I unbuckle my belt for her and unzip my fly.  Then I kick off my loafers and lean back so I can rub her bra with my bare feet. 

Can you image feeling hard nipples through socks Debbie?  It’s really something.

I let up for a moment and she unsnaps her bra.  Luscious round breasts with hard nipples like candy are presented to me.  So lovely, matched with that pussy of hers that I now know she was worth the wait. 
She gets off the desk and on all fours at my feet, her ass facing me, and lets me rub my feet all over her.  She’s practically purring.

I figure I’ve waited long enough, fought hard enough, to start taking my prize.  I let my cock loose then drop to the floor with her, move her G-string aside and take four quick laps at her pussy. 
Debbie she was so sweet!
She turns, looks over her shoulder at me and says, “Ummm, you’re not done”.

“It’s funny Debbie, but this is where I started thinking of you”, he tells me
“Really?  Why?  I’m just your whore, that you use every couple of weeks”
“It my fantasy, that’s why”, he said sharply, and then continued.

I just wanted to feel her hand on my cock.  The other great thing about fantasy is that you don’t have to say much.  So she takes hold of my cock and starts to stroke me.  It’s then that I hear footsteps coming down the stairs.  Her stroke stops midway. 

Debbie, it’s you!  Dressed in just a G-string and a bra.
Now I get a real twinge in my pussy.

Sue’s back is to you, but when you just say ‘hello’, she turns around to see who’s speaking.  I tell her to keep stroking me for now.  You just watch Debbie.

For the first time I can see that John is visibly getting hard.

You know, I’m surprised but she seems to be a real expert, at least at hand jobs and I tilt my head back just enjoy the pleasure of feeling a woman’s hand, other than my own, on my cock.

It’s now that I tell Sue that she’ll earn her bonus soon.  I tell her to suck my balls while she’s on her hands and knees.  I help her out by standing up and pulling up on my cock.  Funny, but she doesn’t seem used to this.  So I tell you, Debbie, to tell her what to do.  You give her some quick instructions, like telling her how to kiss them and enjoy them to the fullest.  Sue quickly seems to get better.  I wink at you and moan to let you know that your instructions were being followed just right.

Then, Debbie, you drop to your knees, not in front of me, but behind Sue.
I watch you spread her cheeks and tickle her asshole with the tip of your tongue.  For the first time I hear Sue moan out.  Although it’s the first time I’ve heard pleasure from her, I can tell she’s enjoying herself.  However, her moan took her mouth off my balls and I’m sorry Debbie, but I yell at you for doing it.  Then Sue yells at me! 

Since I am the boss, I shut everyone up by saying, “everyone back to work!”

Sue gets back to sucking my balls and you get back to licking and enjoying her asshole and her warm slit.

John paused there, so I asked
“And? Then what?”
Truthfully, it was getting late and even though I was being paid for all this, it was taking up more time than most.

That was it.  After John finished telling me the whole story, he said to me,
“So it’s late, and now you know why I need you to suck me off now”
“If you have a friend that’s close by that can come by and eat your ass, that would be perfect.”

Then he moved to me and I assumed the position, finishing up my night, the way I often do, on my knees and swallowing an exploding dick.

I look forward to more interesting evenings, but until then, I’m out on the street humping my ass for my pimp.

Recommedation

I don't think I've ever recommended reading other than my blog, but I just learned about
50 Shades of Grey by E L James.
It's what some people are calling 'Mommy Porn'.  Erotica for women, being read without guilt.
 
The New York Times has done a story explaining why it's so hard to find and what it's about.
Check it out here. 
If anyone can get a hold of it, let me know what you thought.  

Debbie Does You #12 - Get To Work

Another one of my ‘clients’ from Viva Ponata has asked me to do a DDU.
So, go ahead and do Debbie, TM

I’m a good secretary and I’m proud of it, but I don’t like it when a company shakes up the staff.  The boss I had been assisting for the past 6 years was asked to retire early and I had to break in a new boss this week.
Monday came and I got to the office early.  Seems as though the new boss thought it would be a good idea to get there early too.  When I got there, he was unpacking his stuff and making the office his own.  I thought it best to be proactive and introduce myself.  When I walked into the office, his back was to me.  It already looked like a man’s office, personal effects made of dark woods and brass, like the pen set on his desk.  Not to mention the paintings of Winslow.  He was putting some business journals into the built in library case.

“Hello, Mr. Johnson?”
He turned around quickly, “Yes?”
“I’m Debbie, your executive secretary.  I’m sorry if I startled you.”

He gave me the once over, of course his eyes pausing a bit more on my tits, then back up to my eyes and smiled kindly.  I admit I did dress as a stereotypical secretary today.  I thought I’d play it safe at first.  A blue skirt, just above the knees, plain white ruffled button down blouse, matching heels, only a small amount of makeup and jewelry.  It was somewhat plain and I like to feel pretty, so I made up for it underneath, deciding to wear stockings and garters rather than pantie hose along with a black satin bra and pantie set.
Mr. Johnson was a bit older than my last boss.  He was starting to gray, but had a young attitude, and was still in great shape.  He already seemed a bit kinder; I could tell just by the way he smiled.  He seemed to be dressed more formally than I’m used to seeing, a pin striped suit, white starched shirt, blue tie, and cuff links.  I do like a man that looks like a man and something about a fresh pressed suit does that.  Sometimes I like that dominance attitude.

“What the first order of business?”, I asked

He told me that he thought it best to get together his calendar and go over it.  I went into my outer office and started on that project.  There were a lot of meet and greets for him this week.  I had taken the liberty of setting up a meeting with the rest of our department and orientation in the HR department.  I had everything he needed in about half an hour and went back to his office.  His desk had been neatened and he was sitting behind it, looking over my resume.  He motioned to me to sit down.

“Seems you have a lot of experience for a young woman”, he said dryly.
Expectations followed, “I demand a certain level of professionalism in the office, is there a problem with that?”

I told him that I prided myself on my office skills and that I was well suited for an executive office.  I assured him I was always eager to learn about my boss so I could assist him the best I could.
Mr. Johnson nodded and went back to my resume.
“I have one question, you listed three associations for secretaries and assistants you belong to.  Are there any others?”

It seemed like a strange question, mostly because there was one more, but there was no way he could know that.
“No, I don’t think so”

He didn’t seem to believe me, or want to believe me, I couldn’t tell.  I shifted nervously in the chair as he asked again.
“Really?  Most of my secretaries do belong to another one, in fact, I insist on it”, this time he was looking straight at the gap in my blouse where it stretched over my tits.

I blushed, glanced down and admitted there was another ‘club’ I belonged to, it just seemed to escape my mouth,
“I belong to the Naughty Secretary Club”
He smiled, and then chuckled.
“I somehow thought you did, but let’s move on, where’s my calendar?”

I gathered the datebook and hard copy print out of my Outlook calendar and brought them to the side of his desk.
Actually, I wasn’t too surprised to see he had pulled his cock out of his pants and was stroking it.
“I expect you to listen your boss well, you’re used to that right?”
I nodded, confident in being an expert in many aspects of my job and knew my responsibilities. 

As he kept stroking he continued to ask me questions like whether I did this for my last boss, whether I’ve ever had to assist a female boss, or if my last boss had shared me.  I answered truthfully, that my last boss had taken full advantage of my skills, but his ‘appetites’ were vanilla.  I wasn’t really challenged.  I had a female boss in the past and I took care of her needs, having to be a sub all the time.  She was a bit of a harsh manager.  No boss had ever shared me, and I told Mr. Johnson that I wasn’t sure that would be a good idea.  I always stress discretion.

“I want you to know I’ll be very specific about what I want until we know each other better.”
I nodded again; it made perfect sense to me.
“Now go close the door Debbie”
Once back at his desk his instructions, if not demands, started.
“Take your blouse off and get under the desk” 

I was glad he asked for this for a few reasons; I wanted to show off my big tits to him, I do like a man staying in a suit with the extra special accessory of a hardening cock falling out of pants, and this was already a bit naughtier than my last boss ever got.  Little did I know exactly how naughty it would get.

He told me to suck his balls while he kept stroking his dick.
“I don’t want you to put this cock in your mouth unless I say so”.

His nuts were shaved smooth and my tongue attacked them with vigor.  He squirmed and stroked a bit harder when I sucked one into my mouth and slurped on it.
“Ohmmm very good Debbie”, he said as he placed his free hand on the top of my head.
Continuing to use my tongue to pleasure and explore him, I licked small circles over and under his balls.

“I want to fuck you Debbie, I want you to make me real hard with your mouth first”, he said as he let go of his cock.

This request was usual; guys always want to shove their cocks into my mouth.  I came out from under the desk a bit and loosened his tie, then took it off.  He seemed a bit bewildered, but trusted me already.  Disappearing under the desk again I sucked his cock head into my mouth as I wrapped his tie around the base of his cock.
“Oh wow!  You are a good secretary!”

I took another inch of him into my mouth and felt him harden against my tongue.  His hand remained on my head.  It wasn’t too long until my sucking and licking wasn’t enough for him.
“Now I need to show you who’s boss Debbie, get out from under there.”

This was when requests turned into demands.
He asked for his tie back and told me to move to the front of the desk.  He stood up and I got wetter just looking at him, his cock was rock hard, but he was still in his suite, even his jacket.

“Bend over and grab the desk”
He lifted my skirt and threw it up and onto my back. 

“Do you know how to show your ass off to me?”
I did know, so I reached back and spread my cheeks apart for him.
“Exactly !, very nice”

I felt two of his fingers enter my pussy and spreading my juices all over.  He bent over and started to tickle my asshole with his tongue, he was marvelous.  Again, I thought, how much of a better boss this guy was. 
I looked behind me as he was grabbing his cock.  I watched as he rubbed the head over my asshole, plunging his thumb into my tight hole.  I accidentally moaned out, not quite expecting it.  That caused another demand; I think it pissed him off.

“We can’t have that Debbie, you can’t make noise”
He took his tie from his pocket and gagged me with it.  Pulling on the extra fabric as he slowly shoved his cock into my ass. 

“We can’t have a secretary that doesn’t know what she’s doing”, he groaned as he drove deeper into my ass. 

One hand kept a tight rein on my gag while the other started to spank me.  My ass got hotter, hot cock inside and a hand smacking the outside.  I turned my head and lay my cheek on the desk, the wood was cool and smooth and I sighed.  He thrusts were getting deeper; I could feel his balls on me.  The pace quicken and I bucked back against him, his very quiet groans told me he liked it.

He gave me another hard slap, let go of the gag, pulled out of me and came on my ass cheeks.  His jizz was hot and having it fall on my smacked ass made the heat that much more intense!
He sat back in his chair again, this time with a big smile on his face.  He seemed content with my work.
“Now Debbie, try to understand this, although it was nice getting to know you, you should only be fucking your boss on dress down Friday’s, got it?”
“Sure boss, whatever works”, I answered as I was straightening out my blouse and skirt.
“Good, now would you mind booking and preparing the conference room for my meeting this afternoon”, he said as he pulled a file from his desk.
Nodding, I turned on my heels and headed out the door.

I think at lunchtime I’ll prepare my report for the next meeting of the Naughty Secretary Club.

Invisible Submissive - A Reader's Guest Poem

I am not a poet, so I enjoy this guest post as something new I can add to my blog.  This is from a regular client in my Viva Ponata game.

 Waiting
Longing for you
Loving you from afar
Feeling you deep inside of Me
Yearning
Wanting
Needing that touch
So close but yet so far
Fingertips stretched out for My one
Taking
On fire
Stripping your walls
Crumbling will given
Once was is now what’s meant to be
Submit
Pierced soul
Embraced with love
Bonds so tightly woven
Two minds competing for control
One lost
One won
Taking what’s Mine
Molding her with desire
Her resistance completely given
My love
One thought

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I look forward to being the one reading your stories and poems.

Debbie Does The Streets #1 - Bar None

Since the nights, and the days, are getting colder now I sometimes hang out at the local dive rather than at my usual spot at the end of the alley. The other evening I was sitting there nursing a glass of Coke when I heard a voice behind me saying, “Hello Miss Slutty”

It was one of my regulars so I turned around when I heard his voice. He whispered in my ear then grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the bathroom. It’s not my favorite place to service my Johns, but it’s not my choice, something my pimp points out to me on a regular basis. He closed the door behind us and fumbled for the light. Assuring him that I could service him just fine here, he replied with an attitude of ‘let’s see’.

I had a new pair of fishnet stockings on and he requested me to show them off for him. Turning around slowly in the small space seemed awkward but it was his dime. Once I was facing him again, I lifted up my short skirt. I thought it best he knows that I didn’t have any panties on, only the garter belt holding up my stockings.

“That’s fucking amazing!”

In no time I was slammed up against the door with a loud bang. He slid his hands down the back of my legs and dove nose deep into my ass. Next, I felt his tongue swirling and flicking around my pussy lips. This isn’t a very common thing that I experience, especially with this guy, but I wasn’t going to say no to him. Not that he had to, but he felt the need to explain to me why is was tongue fucking my ass and fingering my pussy. It was that he wanted to get me good and ready for a hard fucking.
Next, I heard cheering from the other side of the door, even though I knew it was the football game it felt sort of good to hear it.

“Hey like that my slut?”
How else could I answer but in the positive? This was the best treatment I had in months. I was soaking wet now so I asked how he wanted to be serviced. He wanted something a bit different this time, telling me as he pulls his cock from his pants, to feel my tits on his cock. So, I pulled up my sweater and hiked my tits up and over my new red lace bra. I like how my tits feel when they stick out like that. My nipples were as hard as his cock by now and he rubbed the tip of his leaking cock across them. Momentarily he slipped into the crevice between my tits, but I knew in the confined area it just wouldn’t work well for me to have him fuck them.

“So let’s get down to it, what do you like to do to whores in bathrooms?”

He wanted to fuck me up the ass because it would be so dirty. Even though he was rock hard, the best way to get in shoved up my tight hole, I lubed him up by quickly licking and drooling on his cock first. Even though I wasn’t really sucking him off I was still making those tasty slurping sounds I always do when I savor a man. However, I thought I heard something else.
I soon let his cock drop from my mouth and asked,
“Do you think the guy that just came in can hear me slurping on your cock?”

Too involved with me licking his dick, he hadn’t even heard anything else.
“What guy baby?”

Maybe John thought I was paranoid, but I explained that I thought I heard someone come in. I tried to pass it off as just someone that had been too drunk to notice. Well, it made him just as curious as I was. The door to the stall wasn’t closed all the way, if it were I wouldn’t have been able to perform all the requested services. John looked out and I was vindicated, the drunk was walking out the door and he left it half open so the people at the bar had a fairly clear shot of the two of us.

He was quick to point out that he knew they were all thinking, ‘lucky bastard’. He groaned as I lapped and drooled on his cock just a bit more and slapped my tits hard with both hands. “So you ready to take my ass hon?  I have to get back out on the streets or my pimp is going to be disappointed in me. That’s not a good thing.”, I said wanting to take my money and get on with my evening.

It was then that he told me that when he looked over my shoulder and out at the bar there were guys rubbing their cocks.
“Here’s an extra $100, now I’m going to fuck you on the bar”, he said as he dragged me out of the bathroom and pushed me into the gang that had gathered there.
“In fact I’ll give you another $100 if we find another girl to join us”, he added.

I’d done stud parties before so this wasn’t new to me. I figured I’d get some extra money and it was warmer in here than the street. Not to mention the bar smelled better than the bathroom and was cleaner, so I didn’t fight it, not that I really could if I wanted to.
I fell into a seat at the bar, my tits bouncing and my skirt hiked all the way up, I asked, “What does a whore have to do around here to get a drink?”

Before the stunned bartender could say anything, John answered by pouring a bottle of vodka on my face, saying, “I’ll show you”.

He bent me over the bar and without any warning drove his cock up my ass. The crowd cheered as they watched me wince and John pound my ass. The bartender ran to lock the door as guys started to pull their cocks from their pants. John did a final few deep strokes, pulled out of me and came all over my ass cheeks.

No need to go into all the details, but as I’m sure you can imagine, the next 90 minutes involved me getting used up faster and harder than I had been in a long time. Money started being slapped down on the bar as I was given drinks and alcohol or cum or both were poured over any part of body that could be reached. I was forced on my knees to suck off guys, at one point 5 in a row. I had swallowed so much cum that I was actually getting queasy. Other than that I was basically fucked while I was bent over, either up the ass or doggy. One guy insisted on shoving a beer bottle up my ass while he fucked my pussy. What really surprised me was the one of the few women that joined in the crowd. She used ice tongs on my nipples as she ate cum out of my pussy.

After what seemed an eternity the bar mostly cleared out, I picked up the twenty and fifty-dollar bills from the bar, straightened myself out and left. I went straight to my apartment. After counting the money, along with my initial charge of $200 for John, I had another $1720. I figured I was covered for the night and went into to soak in a warm tub.

Tomorrow is another day.

Notice: New Series

As many of you know by know by now, I am a very active participant in the online RPG Viva Ponata.  I've gotten a lot of inspiration from the people I chat with there.  A few have even become regular readers of this blog.
The new series I'm starting is about me and my life as a hooker there.  I'm going to take the stuff my clients hire me for and turn them into stories here.  I'm calling it Debbie Does The Streets. I'm already working on my first story. These are based on the requests and cybering that happened after I was paid.  With some exceptions I earned $300 each time I was hired.  Some guys gave me tips afterwards.

Finally, some basic info about being a hooker.  Some things are just like real life, it's just they are safer in an RPG.  There are things I've been asked to do that aren't my favorite, and they will be included here too.  Most guys go to hookers to get blow jobs, it's cheaper and usually the thing that they're not getting the most of.  I'm not going to be doing these over and over again, only the ones that are a little different or special.  Sometimes I get treated like any other hooker, "wham, bam, thank you ma'am" and sometimes my clients care about getting me off.  They'll both be included in the series.

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Debbie's Apprenhension

OK, so, I had given guys hand jobs here and there for a couple of bucks, but I needed more now.  I’m young, but not a kid anymore.  These economic times and a never-ending set of circumstances beyond my control have landed me in too much debt and living in my car.
I was in dire straits, but I had decided I was going to walk the streets for money, at least for a while.  I was a bit afraid and unsure, until a kind man hired me and took me to the motel across the street from where I was hanging out.

I didn’t let him know that he was my first trick, but I think he could tell anyway.  I think he liked it too.  I made some friends out on the streets and they told me a couple of things to remember to just sort of help me out.  One thing I learned was to never ask your trick what his name was, but this guy offered it.  I thought it was ironic that his name was actually John.  Then he asked me my name, hesitating at first, I went ahead and told him it was Debbie.

The room was small and I think it made me feel more nervous.  John wondered aloud why I wasn’t dressed like a whore.  I don’t care how I’m earning my money; I like being comfortable in my clothes so I decided on jeans and a fresh button down white blouse.  I didn’t let him know yet, but it was my lingerie that was a bit on the ‘whorish’ side.

“Well take your clothes off”, he said sharply.

I wasn’t used to having to do this yet.  I wasn’t a virgin, but unbelievably at age 20, I really hadn’t had much experience.  The experience I did have sure excited me and left me wanting more.  The fact I had to do this in front of an absolute stranger made me unsure of myself.  I began to unbutton my blouse, but I couldn’t look him in the eye.  I let it drop off my shoulders exposing my new lace demi-bra.  My nipples had started to harden and they began to press against the lace.  I moved to my pants and unzipped them, and wiggled halfway out of them.  I could feel the heat rising to my face and I’m sure I blushed, but continued, letting them drop to my ankles I walked out of them.  My new lace panties showed my pussy off quite nicely, mostly because they were crotch less.
I could tell that my trick liked what he saw by the growing bulge in his pants.

Now it was his turn and he unzipped his trousers, letting his cock free and telling me that I looked amazing, that was why he was hard already.
Holding his cock in his hands he asked me if I had ever seen something like this before.  Maybe he had been to whores before because he sure seemed to know I was a novice.

“Of course I’ve seen a hard cock before, but never that thick or so hard.”

Reaching out towards me he pulled me closer, telling me that I’m the one that did that to him, then put his cock in my hand. After a few quick strokes he said,
“Now let’s see your tits”

I let go of his cock and lifted them up and over my bra. Not quite looking at him yet but thinking to myself that I always liked how they stuck out when I would do that.  With my head still down I told him that I liked it better than taking it all the way off.  I told John that it reminded me of the boys in school that liked my tits because they were big and they were always trying to get under my blouse to squeeze them.  Even back then, I let those boys do it and I liked it.

John cupped my breasts in his hands, squeezing them softly and massaged my nipples with his thumb.  He lifted my chin so I would look right at him and said, “Like this?”

My uneasiness again kept me from answering verbally and I only nodded and smiled a bit, then a small soft moan escaped me and I answered him,
“Yes sort of like that, but the way you do it, it feels better"

“I want you to make me cum, Debbie.  Have you ever done that before?”

Sure I had, I wasn’t that naïve.  I wouldn’t be walking the streets getting money to make guys cum if I hadn’t.
"Well, I've made a guy cum by jerking him off, but that's all"
I had wondered and worried about other ways, thinking that it's too easy to just jerk off a guy, it's not that much fun.  I knew I could have more fun.

"I want you to use your mouth to cum, Debbie.  Suck my cock, girl."

In fairness I tell John that I've only watched other girls do it and that I hope I'm OK before I drop to my knees in front of him.  John tugged on each of my pigtails and pulled me closer to his crotch. Even though it hurt, I liked it.  The force and pain made me feel better about taking money for sucking a stranger’s cock.

"You want that money, don't you, Debbie?  I think you should wrap those pretty young lips around my cock and suck me like you love it”, was his reply to my confession.

I didn’t want him to leave or tell my pimp I was useless so
I grabbed the base of his cock again and kissed the spongy tip.  I kept it in my hand, feeling it throb as I looked up and said, "I like the way you smell"
Although I was unsure, I sucked that hard meat into my mouth.  The taste and feel of a man like that was new and exciting.  It made me wet.  In fact, I liked it!  To be assured I looked up at John for approval and direction.
A soft moan escaped my lips and he smiled as he looked down at me. 
"That's a good little girl, Debbie.  That feels so good.  Take just a little bit more in your mouth."

His moan lets me know I'm doing something right and I sucked more of his warm, smooth, hard dick into my mouth.  The feel of his cock getting even harder against my tongue made me start to like giving blowjobs more.  I feel a hunger like nothing I had felt before.  A hunger to have more of that man inside my face.

Surprisingly John pushed me gently but firmly away until I let his cock pop out of my mouth.
"Debbie, you're going to make me cum too quickly.  Your mouth feels so fucking good.  It's like being in heaven."

Smiling at him I at least was starting to believe what I was doing was at least OK, maybe even more than OK.
"You know what's going to happen when you make me cum, right?", he asked.  I hadn’t really thought much about it truthfully so I just sort of shrugged my shoulders.  I explained what I knew; I have to swallow it if he’s in my mouth.  I knew he’d probably groan out loud when he orgasmed.  Education is a good thing so I asked John what else do I need to know?

Assuring and in enlightening he explained that I didn’t have to swallow his cum.  He understood that some women didn’t like the taste or feel of it.  There always seems to be so many alternatives to types of ways to have sex.
I could jerk him off after I got him hard in mouth, or let him fuck my tits so he could cum on them, or anywhere else.  Or he could just use his cock like a gun; give it a few quick strokes, point, and shoot into my hair, on my face, just about anywhere, he wanted.  The only thing he didn’t like was spitting, explaining that it felt more like rejection than anything else did.

He stopped saying anything and dragged his cockhead across one of my nipples, leaving a streak of precum on it.  Proving to John that I wanted more of him, I put my nipple to my mouth and tasted him.  It tasted like a man, I knew it instinctively.
Looking at him I said,
“Can I have more?  I want to and I promise to be good and try my best.  Do you believe me?”

He believed me and wanted to take more time with me.  He was almost too kind and I began wondering if my pimp set this whole thing up.  So he began to offer more advice.  Of course, by now, he had lost most of his hard on.
I wanted to let him cum in my mouth.  I wanted to taste it.  I knew guys paid for whores to suck them off all the time and I’d make more money.  I figured I wouldn’t be as embarrassed next time or afraid of being smacked around because I wasn’t doing something right.  That’s something my friends had been through and it scared me.

“I believe you Debbie”, he said as he pushed me to my knees.
“Now suck me off until I cum in your pretty little virgin mouth.”

He held his cock and pushed it into my mouth again.
“Now whore get me rock hard again.”

I took him in, this time sucking on him more, savoring him.  I figured I’d be safe if I just treated his dick like a lollipop.  It seemed to be working.  John’s moans were regular now and he was yanking on my pigtails.
I looked up at him and he reminded me what I was as his pleasure made him start to lose his calm control.

“Faster whore, like this”, he said as he held my head in place and pumped his cock between my lips, filling my mouth with each thrust, making me gag a couple of times.

Pulling my hair back, he made me show him his cock in my mouth again.  Just his smile and they way he said ‘that’s it’ filled me with confidence.  This time I moved my tongue around in my mouth too; I used it as a tool to explore the feel of a hard cock in my face, it’s heaviness, heat, stiffness, and smoothness.  I felt his hand move to the back of my head, but I didn’t know why and it didn’t stop me from being cock hungry.

I soon found out why that hand was behind my head.  The sound of that groan, that animal groan, his words barely making it out,
"Are you ready, girl?  Are you ready for my load in your little slutty mouth?"

I moaned on his cock and nodded and then closed my eyes as he slammed his meat down my throat.  The next moan was lower and I felt his cock twitch in my mouth.  His cum shot over my tongue, more and more of it as his dick pulsed in my mouth.  The blast surprised me at first, and then I feel the warm, tart, gooey, and salty mixture fill my mouth.  I didn’t know to swallow right away so after a couple of squirts I couldn’t swallow it and it began to leak past my lips, running down my chin.
I was empowered as I gulped him down.  I became a true cock-sucking whore that made guys balls explode!

“So am I good enough that you’d pay for me to suck you off again?  Did you like it?”

John assured me that I would keep making a lot of money if I kept taking care of other guys the way I took care of him.  I admitted to him that as I sucked on him it made me wet.  It made want to fuck.  It made me breathless when he told me that he would keep coming back because he wanted to cum on my face, and my tits, and in my tight little virgin butt, and deep inside my tight fresh pussy.  He told me that he’d give me an extra $100 each time I convinced him that his cock is what a wanted and why.  Add of course if I always wore pigtails.

Hey, I’m a whore, and I love my damn job (at least most of time).  I’ll tell him anything he wants to hear to get him to put that money on my dresser.

CBW #129 - A Submissive's Submission

I was so glad for this submission.  I hadn't gotten a new cock in a while and it's always exciting.  Another thing that got me interested was that it was signed 'Obedient Submissive'
With a cock at attention like this, it's good to know.

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Fantasies Can't Always Come True

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The Overlook - A Reader's Guest Post Continues

I have a new regular reader that did me the honor of writing a story a while ago, this is a continuation of the characters created in that story.If you're interested in being a guest poster in this blog see the details at the end of the story. 

Now on with our couple...

Tyler Anderson had finally had his dream fulfilled when his neighbor Ken had come to him offering his wife Debbie to the 24 year old.  As a 50th birthday present for Debbie, Ken had talked their neighbors son into fucking her with his big cock to fulfill a fantasy of hers.  Unbeknown to him, the boy had fantasized about Ken’s big-breasted wife since hitting puberty 10 years before.
That fateful morning Ken had not only given a boy whose masturbation fantasy of choice was his pretty wife Debbie, a fix by letting him screw her silly on his kitchen table, Ken had shown Tyler her weakness and how to get this sexy wife again.

Once having sampled Debbie’s charms, Tyler was driven by the experience to have her again.  Debbie, being friends with his parents, had given him the chance he needed to get her alone rather easily.  He knew every Thursday night her husband Ken dropped her off at the English class she taught on his way to work.  Tyler’s mother was her ride home an hour and a half later.  This Thursday Tyler told his mother since he would be downtown shopping, he would have no problem bringing Debbie home for her.  Tyler’s mom readily agreed and he set his plan in motion.

That evening waiting in the parking lot, Tyler’s hand stroked his long thick length to life.  He had decided to start with visual stimulation on the sexy 50 year old.  He wanted to trigger her memory of what had filled her tight cunt several weeks before.  When she stepped from the building after class his thick 9 inches were obscenely displayed across the front of his tight sweats.

Debbie came out of her class looking around for her ride as Tyler pulled up and rolled down the window, “Mom asked if I would get you tonight Deb.”, he told her with a smile.

Not having seen Tyler since that fateful morning several weeks before, Debbie flushed at seeing the cute 24 year old.  Climbing into the car, her gaze dropped to his crotch looking at the large outline stretching the fabric.

“I’m taking the overlook route back, there is a wreck on I-7.” he told her matter-of-factly as her eyes came back up to his.

She swallowed before replying, “That’s fine Tyler.”

Her pulse raced as she tried not to look at her young companion.
The look on her face and the fact that her large nipples were now pushing out the fabric in the front of her dress spoke volumes.
As they drove in the darkness very little was said until Tyler pulled off the road on one of the hills into a wooded area.

“Tyler where are you going?”  Debbie asked her young chauffeur looking around.

“I haven’t driven up here in years, I just wanted to take a quick look at the city.” he replied as they emerged from the trees to a gravel clearing with a view overlooking the city lights.
Debbie had not been up here in years either, but knew this place was more for young kids to come look at the naked sights in their cars more than city lights.  Looking around she saw several other cars parked here.

“Tyler I can't be seen up here.  Can you imagine the gossip if someone saw me here?” she whispered sliding down in the seat.

As she looked over at him she saw he had pulled his throbbing manhood from his sweats.  His 9-inch cock lay splayed across his thigh as his palm ran up and down its length.
Her mouth went dry looking at his beautiful cock finally up close. 

“Tyler we can’t be doing this.  I’m married baby and I know … “ Loosing her thought and finally asking, “Can we just go now before someone see’s me?”

Just then, headlights raked across the windows of the car as another pulled up behind them.
Looking in the rear view mirror Tyler hissed, “Shit it’s a cop”.
Debbie slipped lower in the seat.
Panicky Debbie looked at him wide-eyed as Tyler reached over the seat pulling out a blanket from the back.
Spreading the blanket over his lap, he told her, “Get under the blanket like your giving me a blow-job”.
Her eyes wide she looked at him in disbelief.  “The last thing I want is a cop catching me sucking you off.  Are you crazy?” as she heard the door open and close to the cruiser behind them.

“Trust me Debbie, this has worked for me before, he won’t look under the blanket and will never know who you are, now hurry.”  He lifted the blanket from his lap.
Out of options, she groaned, “I can’t believe I’m doing this”.
Diving forward, she pressed her face into the hot flesh of his cock as he dropped the blanket over her head.
Just then a knock at the driver side window had Tyler rolling it down.  He looked up into a familiar face,  “Officer Raines how are you tonight sir?”  Tyler asked the Deputy Sheriff he had known since he was a young boy.

Under the blanket, Debbie’s gasp at the identity of the officer blew her hot breath across the swollen head of Tyler’s sensitive cock causing the boys eyes to half shut as he sucked in a deep breath.
Roger Raines had watched Tyler grow up and now stood over him watching the scene unfold on the boys lap.  Messing with him a bit would be something he could tell Tyler’s father the next time they met so he smiled as he started questioning the boy.
“Your eyes are looking kind of funny Tyler, have you been doing drugs out here”, Roger asked Tyler in a serious tone.

Debbie’s breathing on his cock was driving him crazy as the Deputy questioned him.  Finally, he slipped both hands under the blanket.  One grabbed the back of her head and the other his swollen penis.  He started rubbing his wet tip across her lips as his other held her head fast.
The moment her mouth opened in protest he fed his swollen knob into her mouth.  A long sigh and a whispered “Fuck yea” left his lips.
His eyes went back to the Deputy and he knew lying would get him nowhere.
“I mean nooo sir! I’m not doing drugs.  I’m...I’m getting my cock sucked sir and enjoying every second of it.”
Smiling inside Deputy Rains still in a stern tone asked Tyler, “Who might this little cock sucker be Tyler?”

“I promised to keep her identity a secret Rodger, can we just leave it at that?”  Tyler asked, his eyes pleading with the Deputy.

Wanting to push the boy’s buttons just a few more times, he thought for a moment and said, “Well, I dunno.  She could be a minor out here sucking your cock, and if it was found out later that I did nothing I would be in big trouble Tyler.”

“She is no minor Rodger, you have my word”, Tyler exclaimed through heavy breaths as his tool pressed deeper into her hot mouth.

“I’m sorry Tyler but I just cant take your word for that without some verification.” he said in his sternest tone yet, watching the young man squirm.
         
Debbie in her frustration with Tyler filling her mouth with his cock began to suck on it in earnest.  He felt her tongue running up and down the hardening hot flesh filling her mouth.
After a groan from Debbie’s oral ministrations on his cock, he turned to the Officer and out of breath exclaimed, “She has a small butterfly tattoo on her ass Deputy Raines.  You know she had to be at least 18 to have gotten that.  Get on your knees baby and let the deputy check.” ,Tyler said between a few more deep breaths as his heart raced from her mouth now sucking his large knob.

Debbie couldn’t believe that Tyler was asking her to put her ass up to be examined by a friend of her husband no less.  Unable to find any other solution to her predicament though she slowly crawled up onto the front seat raising her ass to the passenger window.
She listened to the crunch of gravel as the Deputy walked around the car.

“Have the little lady move back some Tyler so I can see better”, the deputy said smiling at the girls predicament and the fun he was having with them.
Tyler began to slide over holding the blanket over her head and shoulders as Debbie crawled backwards until her ass and legs were up against the door and window.
She heard Deputy Raines open the car door behind her and felt a cool breeze on her skin as her dress was lifted over her ass-cheeks.  Her face burned with embarrassment knowing her ass was bare to one of her husband’s friends.  She started to pull her mouth off Tyler’s hard cock when his hand pressed her back down filling her mouth with his hard flesh and holding her tight.
His fat cock sank to the back of her wet hot mouth making him groan out his next words.  “It’s back there... just...check.”

“Not too many under age girls wear panty hose Tyler, I’ll give you that”, he replied as his fingers hooked underneath the waistbands of her pantyhose and panties.

She tried again to pull off Tyler’s cock to tell them her tattoo was on her lower back and not her ass to try to stop the hands from exposing her now moist sex to her husband’s friends eyes.  Lifting up in alarm her head was again pressed down onto Tyler’s hard young cock as he groaned yet again as his sensitive head pushed down her throat.

The Deputy’s fingers peeled her panties and hose down over her ass to the middle of her thighs exposing her round soft ass and shaved pussy.
“My, my Tyler.  You have got you one fine piece of ass tonight.”

The lips of her cunt began to get wet at being exposed to a man who was at her house almost weekly with her husband to watch football.  Debbie and Alisha Raines, Rodgers wife, were good friends and here her husband had her bare ass and pussy in his hands.
Debbie felt the rough leather of the Deputy’s gloved finger slide down between the cheeks of her ass over her brown little bud.  An involuntary moan slipped past the cock filling her mouth as the finger continued to part the lips of her sex running the length of her wet slit.  The rough tip of the glove rubbed her swollen clit eliciting a moan with each pass.  It was exciting to feel the sensation of leather playing with her clit, it seemed as though her entire pussy became more sensitive to it.

“Tyler we have a problem my young friend.  I don’t see any tattoo on this beautiful ass and this girl does not have a lick of hair between her legs.  I am really thinking I had better I.D. her I’m afraid, I’m almost positive she is under age now.” he said with a chuckle as his gloved finger moved into a slow rhythm of rubbing her hard swollen clit.

Her ass rising higher into the air under the onslaught of the rough wet leather on her sensitive bud, Debbie blurted out around the cock in her mouth, “Lllook Hhggigger.” as a long low groan followed her outburst.
Her mouth was now sucking her young neighbor as his hips rose and fell from the seat pumping her mouth.
Roger Raine’s pushed the dress higher onto her back as his eyes widened at the small heart shaped tattoo above her hip.  Below the tattoo was the word “Pet” and the officer from years of putting pieces of evidence together immediately connected an assortment of facts from his own life.
It had been months earlier on a bowling night with Debbie’s husband that they had talked about tattoos.  Ken had mentioned Debbie’s heart tattoo to him and how he had just gotten her to put the word “Pet” beneath it.  The fact that his good friends wife was out here in the woods sucking off her neighbors son, and having her pussy played with by him, had his cock instantly straining under his uniform.
Roger made the decision then that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.  He unzipped his trousers pulling out his stiffening cock as he continued started talking, “I’m thinking I know the difference between a real and fake tattoo Tyler, I think there is only one way to see if she is under age now.”
Tyler was hardly listening anymore, his eyes half closed and breathing ragged as his cock pumped his hot little cheating housewife’s mouth.  His hands full of her hair, his hips fucked her mouth with abandon as his head rolled back on the seat.
Debbie at first thought it was the officer’s finger pressing into her raised cunt when her eyes went wide with the realization that her husband’s friend was filling her cunt with his hard cock.  A moan left her lips as the large caliber gun between his legs pushed to the bottom of her wet holster.

A sting ran across her ass as his leather glove came down hard on her upraised ass-cheeks getting her attention.
“Time for you to show me your not some little under age school girl.  You have 5 minutes to use that pussy like a woman and make me cum or I drag you out from underneath that blanket and take you down to the station.” he barked.

A shiver of fear ran up her spine as she started moving her ass back and forth along his hard length.  Her hips rocked and slapped back against his police utility belt, driving his long cock deep into her pussy.  Flexing every muscle between her legs, she milked his cock with every pass hearing him draw long breaths.

“My god you know how to fuck baby.” he groaned as she brought him closer and closer to release.  His hands slid across the top of the car pressing down holding himself still as her hips and cunt worked his cock like a velvet glove.

Almost instantaneously Debbie felt her young lovers cock jerk in her mouth, filling it with his hot thick love.  Her ass was a blur as she rode the Deputy’s cock closer and closer to release.
Feeling Roger’s hips press tight to her ass, his weapon of sex fired deep in her cunt.
He emptied all his cylinders firing round after round of hot seed deep in his friend’s wife.  His head slumping on the top of the car holding tight after firing his last shot.  With a wet plop, his softening gun slipped from her leaking cunt.
He pushed his wet tool back into his police trousers and ran his hand over her beautiful bare ass.  “You made me a believer baby, you’re definitely a woman.
“Later Tyler.  Stay out of trouble”, he said as he staggered back into his cruiser and with a crunch of gravel slowly drove off.

Debbie pulled the blanket from her head and sat up on the seat.  “Oh my god Tyler.  One of my husband’s best friends just fucked me.  He is at our house every Sunday and Monday night for football”, her eyes looking into his with fear.

He slipped across the seat soothing her with his voice and holding her.  “He had no idea who you were.  Don’t you worry your beautiful little head baby, I’m sure the next time you see Officer Raines the only thing he will ask you for is another beer.”

His mouth moved to hers and opened taking her tongue in a deep kiss as he wrapped his arms around her.  The heavy kissing slowly led to his hands slipping under her dress and bra as each hand wrapped around a soft hanging globe.
Through his kisses she told him, “Tyler you really need to get me home baby”.
The fire between her legs was burning hot.  Not having gotten off on Rogers cock she was torn between getting home to her husband and the now again stiffening cock of her young neighbor in her hand.
Tyler had no such compunction.  If Debbie’s husband had made one mistake in having Tyler fuck her on her birthday, it was in telling his young neighbor how easily his wife was dominated.  Tyler had fantasized about this older woman for years growing up next door.  With the body of a curvy sports car, Debbie’s husband had inadvertently given his young neighbor a set of keys to take her out whenever he chose.

Right now he turned that key.  “Get your fucking sloppy cunt on my cock.”  He growled at her as he twisted her fat nipples in his strong fingers.

Her mouth opening in a wide O as she groaned from the pain shooting from her nipples.  All thought of getting home to her husband disappearing as a need to obey burned bright in her mind along with a desire to quench the fire between her legs.
Peeled off her hose and underwear she climbed across his lap and straddled him.  Her hand pushed the fat head of his cock between the lips of her wet cunt and she eased herself down onto his thick 9 inches of hot flesh.  A moan rang out into the cool dark night air as her ass came to rest on his upper thighs.  “Oh god baby your big cock feels so good.”

Nothing could stop the passion that was building with each quickening rise of her hips.  Finally, two softly whispered words broke the silence.  “Fuck me,” she hissed.
Looking into her eyes he asked her with a steel tone in his voice and hard eyes, “You ready to please your man again Debbie?”

A shiver ran down her back as her arms wrapping around his neck.  Sliding up and down the long fat shaft stretching her cunt she slowly replied in deepening breaths,  “So, you like fucking other men’s wives?  Is that it, Tyler?” she murmured into his ear.

Tyler’s hands remained on her tits, squeezing and kneading them.  Pushing them together his thumb and forefinger on each hand found her nipples, and gently squeezed, causing her to gasp in pleasure.  “Absolutely”, he breathed.  “There’s nothing sexier than a cheating little housewife.”

Tyler smiled into her lusty eyes knowing she was going to have a lot of explaining to do tonight when she arrived home late because he was going to keep this little wife very busy pleasing him for hours to come.

 This could be the beginning of a brand new adventure in Dirty Debbie's Diary.  Would you like to write a story of you doing me?  Put your fantasy down on digital paper and send it to me.  Share it with all the like minded people here.  If I see there is interest I'll promote the feature because you know how I feel - The more the merrier! 

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I look forward to being the one reading your stories and getting wet.

Thanksgiving 2011

Here's a wish for a Happy Thanksgiving from CJ and Dirty Debbie.

Even though CJ and I are both out of work we still know there's a lot to be thankful for, including each other.  I hope all my readers find plenty of the little things to be thankful for.

And, as always, keep enjoying each other.

CBW #128 - Just The Way I Like It

This week's CBW is from a new reader.  His email included the following sentence and it made me sigh with satisfaction.

I read you like half clothed pics, right?

Oh yes, 100% right A.  So to satisfy me he sent me just that.  Thanks A. you warm the cockles of my heart.

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Tasty Balls

You know how tasty I think balls are, especially CJ's.  They are the perfect snack before a good cock sucking session.  Here is CJ with our favorite Ben and Jerry's ice cream.

Happy Birthday - A Reader's Guest Post

I have a new regular reader that did me the honor of writing a story. It's the opposite of a Debbie Does You. I wanted to post it here, it's very creative. It also gave me an idea to start an IDD (I Did Debbie) feature as a counter part to DDU (Debbie Does You). 

See the details at the end of the story. 

Now on with the birthday celebration...

Having taken the day off for her Birthday, Ken decided he was finally going to get some playtime in with his beautiful wife of 25 years.
Debbie had packed her daughter off to school an hour before, showered and now stood over the sink cleaning the breakfast dishes in her robe when Ken appeared in the kitchen with his black bag of surprises.

Looking over her shoulder smiling, Debbie asked, “You inventorying your gear dear?” as she continued to clean dishes.  Her heart started beating faster at the thought of what Ken’s bag contained for her birthday today.
Ken began pulling out ropes and leather straps from his bag and laying them on the counter next to the thin sturdy kitchen table.  He ran his hand over the table with almost a soft caress when she looked back at him again.

Her nipples hardened at the sight.  This was Ken’s table, he had bought it at an estate sale years before.  When he brought it home, she had asked him why he would pay good money for such an ugly table.  His reply that day was a simple, “because it’s perfect.”
It was easily 100 years old and solid.  Someone had decided all those years ago they were going to make a thin long table that could obviously hold an elephant on it.  Four feet long and only a couple feet wide, it was more like a counter than a breakfast table.  He took it into the garage and for the next several days cleaned it up, stained it and decorated it with small painted wooden animal faces with open mouths down each of the legs.

“Artistic you are not my dear.” she replied, frowning at the animal faces.

Washing the dishes now she smiled at how wrong she was those years ago.
Ken had dropped to his knees and was threading large bolts into the threaded holes in each animal’s mouth on the legs of the table.  Each bolt had a large O for a top.  Once a bolt was fully threaded, he took a leather strap, tied it through the O on the bolt, and let the ends hang loose.  He placed several bolts on each leg, tied his straps and moved to another performing the same addition.

Debbie rubbed her legs together now as she finished up at the sink.
“Baby, we have not used the table in a long time, are you sure this is a good time?  Anyone could come over, its 9:00 in the morning.”

Ken never looking up, but rather continued his hook assembly on the table legs, “Our daughter is in school, I have the day off and neither one of us is getting any younger.  So to answer your question, yes, this is the perfect time.” 

Finishing the last hook, he looked up into her 50 year old beautiful eyes.  “Now lose the robe and get that sweet little ass over here.” smiling, he patted the table.

Debbie undid the knot at her waist and slipped the robe from her shoulders.  It fell in a pile at her feet as she slowly sauntered over to her husband.  Her large bare breasts and full nipples swaying as her curvy hips teased him with her seductive walk.
Reaching the table, she placed her hands on it and slid her palms across.  Her nipples and large breasts pressed into the familiar wood.  Ken took her legs and started attaching leather straps to them.  One attached at the ankle and a rather large wide strap around each thigh.  The leather straps from the table hooks were pulled through holes on each, then pulled tight, and tied.
Her legs were pulled apart almost to the point of discomfort and tied soundly as she lay splayed across the table.  Ken’s hand ran across her bare thigh and ass as he worked, softly caressing her.
The slow methodical exercise in binding her was the foreplay she had come to yearn for over the years.  Her spread legs showed the excitement building with the wet swollen lips of her sex.  Her wrists were tied to cords running up from the other table legs and pulled tight.
She was about to ask him a question when her mouth was filled with a large round ball gag.  The strap was tightened around her head and a loud “MMMnnnmmthh,” was all that crossed her lips as her eyes grew wide.
She was surprised at his new addition to the bag of surprises.  He had never gagged her before.  Always asking her questions during their sex play, this new twist had her pussy dripping now.  

A flash of metal in the morning sunlight brought her attention back to him.
In his hand it looked like he was holding a giant fishing hook, only it had a large chrome ball on the end where a hook should have gone.
Her eyes opened wide as another mumbled, “MMWuthuttt iiifgr ttaathgg”, slipped past her gag.

“Your second surprise of the morning Deb.”  He smiled twirling the giant hook in his hand. 

“Came in the mail last week, and I have been waiting to save it for a special occasion.  This my dear”, swinging the hook in front of her face, “is an anal hook”.

Her breathing now quicker he walked back behind her, “And we are going fishing for some ass this morning”.

She heard the hook drop to the table, followed by both his hands coming down hard on her ass cheeks with a loud slap.  David’s large hands pulled her cheeks apart dropping his mouth to her brown little hole licking circles around it.
Debbie started moaning through the gag, going to her tiptoes to try to push her ass into his invading tongue.  She felt him run a finger from her dripping cunt to her ass lubricating her tight little hole.  Her pussy felt the cold metal of the ball push through her swollen lips for just a second as he prepared it for its journey.  The ball slipped out of her pussy running up and down her wet lips and finally slipping back between her ass-cheeks
The pressure on her ass grew as he pressed the 2 oz ball against her tight muscle.  It finally slipped in as she groaned into the gag.  He worked the ball deep into her ass finally pressing the other end of the hook into the crack of her ass pointing up her back.  With a strip of rope, he tied the end of the hook to the strap holding in her ball gag on the back of her head.
With every little movement of her head, the ball would move and pull tight against the entrance of her ass.  With slow movements of her head, her moans became more pronounced as Ken realized she was ass fucking herself with the hook.

Just then, Ken’s cellphone began ringing.  Picking up the phone he looked at the number growling, “Christ I'm off today, what the hell?” 
Answering the call, his face sank.  “Shit, I'm sorry Bob, I totally forgot about it.  No it’s my bad, tell them I'll run it over.”  Listening, he finished with, “Don't worry I'll show them how to use it.”
Closing the phone Ken’s face dropped next to his wife’s, “Sorry babe, I forgot I left their new piece of test equipment in my truck.  I need to run it up to the work site quick.”

Debbie moaned into the gag expecting her husband to release her.  When she heard the sound of his steps walking away and Ken yell from the front door, “I wont be more than an hour hon.” She realized no matter how hard she screamed, the huge ball filling her mouth muffled everything.

For the next ten minutes, she screamed into the gag and shook, fuming at her husband for leaving her like this on her birthday.  As the time passed though, she began to again move her head playing with the sensations radiating from the twisting invader buried in her ass.  Eyes closed, she kept trying to get off on the hook moving in her tight ass but to no avail.  She thought to herself, this is not an anal hook its anal torture.  Her pussy dripping she could climb the mountain of pleasure; she just could not reach the summit.
Her eyes opened and a muffled scream came from her mouth.  Standing in the doorway was the 24-year-old son of her neighbor.  Eyes wide, he drank in the naked bound form of his sexy 50-year-old neighbor tied to her kitchen table.  Tyler had brought back several DVDs his mom had borrowed from Debbie and had let himself in just as he had a thousand times before. 
“Here are the DVD's we borrowed.”  He shuddered, sitting them on the counter.

Her eyes went to his, pleading to be released, then dropped to his tight jeans as she saw the outline of a giant hard cock stretching the material.  Several times her eyes went up to his and back to his crotch.
Tyler watched the bound homemaker looking down to his package and back to his eyes.  He took this as a signal that she wanted his big hard cock.  His hands dropped to his jeans unzipping them.  He pulled his hard thick 9-inch cock through the opening in his boxers.
Debbie's eyes went wide as she watched him pull out his long thick cock.  Pulled her head around trying to shake a “No” at him, she pulled the ball in her ass tight to her sphincter rubbing it.  The loud moan she made decided her fate that morning.

Tyler had seen many girls eyes go wide when they saw how well hung and thick he was.  Watching this sexy homemakers eyes drink in his cock excited him tremendously.  The moan she gave him might as well been a “Fuck me now Tyler” in his head.
When Debbie’s head came back around, he was gone.  She could no longer see him but felt a pressure against the swollen lips of her vulva.  The fat swollen head of his cock ran up and down the wet lips of her cunt.

Her body shook as she screamed into the ball gag.  The mouthful of plastic turning her screams of  “No” into loud long moans of “OOOhhhhhhh.” In 25 years of marriage, no other man had ever touched her.

Tyler was hard as a rock and dripping pre-cum as his “Desperate Housewife” continued moaning for him to fuck her.  He pressed his large tip past her wet lips; it stretched her outer ring until finally the head slipped past sinking several inches into her tight cunt.  The groan that left her lips pushed him forward pressing deeper into her dripping soft folds.
Her hands tightening and releasing pulled the restraints taught as she groaned a long low moan, finally crested that mountain.  Involuntarily her legs rose onto her tiptoes pushing him deeper still.

Tyler had not felt a cunt as tight as hers in a long time.  When the muscles of her pussy started to spasm, he felt like his cock was in the hand of a tight glove squeezing him repeatedly.  He groaned at the sensation, smiling at the thought of giving her an orgasm by just entering her.
His hands slipped up her bare sides and under her cupping her large breasts.  His thumbs rubbing her fat hard nipples as his mouth dropped next to her ear and he whispered, “There is a lot more of that to come Debbie”. 

Pressing his hips forward and driving the last several inches of his thick cock deep into her contracting pussy he began long slow strokes.
Tyler had fantasized about Debbie’s big tits his entire life and to be squeezing them now as his cock was acting like a piston in and out of her stretched cunt drove him on faster and faster.

Her groans had become screams of ecstasy as the young stud plowed her pussy with his big hard stick.  Once he had mounted her with that big fat cock, in her sub mind he had claimed her.  His heavy tool brought her to that mountain peak again and again.  Her body covered in sweat, thighs dripping from her gushing cunt, she felt him finally tense and her eyes went wide.  She had not needed protection for years, Ken having had a vasectomy all those years ago.  Here was a young virile man about to fill her with his seed.

She felt him slam his hips into her round ass-cheeks driving his long cock home, its tip pressing though her cervix.  His balls tightened as his long prick began pumping his thick cum into her womb.  With each gasp from his lips, she could feel his cock spray its white-hot sperm deep into her.  This pushed her over the edge one last time.  Her muscles contracted, milking his long cock for every drop.

Collapsing on her back, she could feel his heart thumping in his chest in tune with his now softening cock inside her.  His hands holding her soft globes tight she purred into the gag.
From the doorway came clapping as Debbie jerked her head around.  Ken stood clapping his hands as Tyler’s deflating cock slipped from her wet hole She could feel the warm juices of their coupling flow from her opened cunt.

“Was it as good as you always dreamed he asked?” looking into Debbie's eyes.

Stepping back Tyler replied, “Your one lucky man dude.  I can’t imagine the enjoyment you have had from this piece of ass for the last 25 years.  Well...OK...I guess I can now.” he said with a smile as he pulled up his pants.  Leaning over he kissed Debbie’s neck and whispered “Thank you.”

Ken shook the boy’s hand as he left and walked back to his wife.  “You always wanted to try one of those big cocks darling, I couldn’t fit the boy in my bag of surprises.” 
Leaning over he removed the ball gag and kissed his wife. 

“Happy Birthday beautiful.”

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