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.

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.

DDU #5 - For D.

Lately discretion has been requested of me whether it’s the DDU’s or the CBW’s. This is one of those requests. I want to take this chance to let contributors to this website know that they are always respected when it comes to identity.



I especially liked this idea because there are a few aspects that I haven’t written about before.



So D - this one’s for you. I hope it makes you feel like a star.


It was time, again, for my friend Kim and I to go to our favorite band’s concert. This time they were in Washington D.C., less than 100 miles from our small town in Northern Virginia. When we heard that The Hellraisers were going to be in town, we got a hold of some of our friends in the band to get tickets. We knew we would have to pay for them later, backstage, but that was the fun of it.

First, the shopping trip, we knew what our guys liked to see us in, tasteless and hot dresses. Yeah they were awful in one way, but in another, I loved them. The skirts must have only been two inches below our asses. One dark blue dress, the other white, plunging neck lines, hugging every curve, spaghetti straps that look they are about to tear. We wanted to be clear that we wanted these dresses to just about fall off.

Before we left for Washington we got together and dressed together, make-up, jewelry, and of course, a couple bottles of whiskey. Once we were on the highway my thoughts wondered to Will, my favorite singer, and what I would do to him, not to mention what he’d do to me. My pussy dampened a bit in anticipation. Although we liked the music, it really wasn’t what we were going for, so when we showed up a bit late it didn’t matter to us.
Once at the side entrance we spoke with the road manger, who was very familiar with us, and lead us back stage. We had fun waiting, listening to the music, it was different, sort of a mixture between The Cramps and The Traveling Wilburys. So, in the mean time we drank and got high with the roadies and other groupies hanging around. The more I thought of Will the hornier I got. Kim never seemed to really care which of the other guys she got, but I had my favorite.

Finally, I heard the last encore. I saw Will not too long after that. Once back stage he did pay attention to some of the other girls, had a few drinks, and few tokes, I waited by the wall until he was through and saw me. Kim seemed to be trying to settle in with one guy, but couldn’t seem to get anyone else’s attention. I felt bad, but when Will fell into my arms, and I felt his hands along my bare skin, the world melted away, and I needed him, bad. We sat for a while enjoying the party, his hands were all over me and it wasn’t enough. It just made me hungrier, hungrier for him.

I couldn’t stand it any more and leaned over, whispering in his ear, “I want your cock…now”. He turned to look at me and smiled saying, “Right here, now?”

Although that sounded like fun to me, it wasn’t what I wanted this time. He took me, pulled me up and we started for the door. I turned around looking for Kim and she by herself, drinking.

I again whispered to Will, “Can we take Kim with us?”
Will gave her the once over and said “Sure, the more the merrier”.

By the time we all got to the hotel we were feeling pretty mellow and happy. Once in the room, Will practically attacked me. He pushed me to the bed and I fell immediately onto my back, the straps of my dress fell below my shoulders and my legs spread. Will turned his back and grabbed Kim, doing the same to her. I could see that his cock was already beginning to strain against his jeans. He began to take charge of the two of us.

“Come on girls, let’s have some fun”, he said as he undid his belt buckle.

With that cue we both let our dresses slip off us. We had just about the same taste in lingerie, bother wearing demi bras and lace boy shorts. It was then that Will joined us on the bed, taking turns removing the rest of our clothing. When I left that morning for the concert, the last place I thought I would be was in a bed, naked, with Kim. She had a beautiful body, a small, but rounded ass, what I would judge to be 36C tits, red lush lips, and, like me, a shaved pussy. In turn I’m she was checking me out. Now Will was naked too, and obviously ready for action. The sight of that hard dick was enough to get me soaking wet. I don’t care what they say about groupies, when I see that stiff cock, at attention for me, I’m proud to be on his list. His shaved balls were always handsome too.

“Deb we’re going to have to show your friend here how to have a really good time”, Will said as I nodded.

From then on things seemed so natural, no problems, no self-awareness, just play, the kind of play I truly enjoy. Will leaned down and kissed me, moved to my neck, and soon to my tits, sucking on each nipple, grabbing them with his teeth, pulling, making them harder, making me moan in delight, and making my pussy ache. I could feel his thick cock growing and twitching against my belly. I not only wanted to have fun, but I wanted to be sure that Will and Kim did too.
So very selflessly, I said to Kim “you’ve got to taste that cock, it’s the best you’ll ever have, promise”.

Will suggested that I get a taste of Kim’s pussy. Sounded it good to me, Kim didn’t have a problem so as she got on her hands and knees and began to feast on Will’s cock I got behind her, admiring that ass and pussy again. Spreading her cheeks, I began teasing her as my tongue explored her ass. She moaned out, at least as well as she could with that much cock in her face. It turned me on just to hear her slurping and sucking on Will.
As Will picked up the pace fucking her mouth, I tickled her ass more with my tongue, finally working my way down her slit until I hit her tight wet hole.

Now it was my turn to slurp, not on Will, but on Kim. I gently spread her lips, pink and luscious. I lapped up and down her slit, teasing her, making her clit swell more, so it absolutely needed me when I got to it. First, I plunged my tongue into her hot pussy, exploring all it’s nooks, the velvety walls, and drank in her juices. Will watched as best he could and then he wanted her and said so.

Kim let Will fall from her mouth, he lay on the bed and pulled Kim’s juicy cunt onto his face. It gave me a chance to taste his balls, they were my favorite. The feel of his smooth nuts rolling over my tongue drove me to heaven, I moaned out my pleasure as Kim did, close to cumming on his face. I’m not surprised that she came quickly; I have had the pleasure, many times, of Will’s tongue on my pussy. He’s the best I know when it comes treating my clit right. He knows how to use his tongue by deftly circling and sucking on it in between allowing his tongue explore the entire length of my wet slit.

Once I got Will’s cock wet again with a mixture of my saliva and his pre-cum I got up and sat on it, pushing my throbbing pussy onto that hard man meat. Kim and I were now facing each other, delighting in each other’s pleasure, Kim feeding Will and me his personal fuck-hammer. Kim leaned into me, kissed me, and began to squeeze my tits. No one can touch me like another woman; it’s not better than a man, just different, more knowing. As she bent to suckle me her pussy was lifted off Will’s face and he moved her off while I slowly let him out of my warm tight wetness.

“I want to cum on your ass this time Debbie”, it was a rare request, but since I didn’t care where that cock went, I got on my hands and knees and presented to him my rounded ass.

“You know how I like it”, I reminded him.

Kim had been fairly quite, except for her passionate moans, but this time she said something, “My friend, I want your face between my thighs”.
She positioned herself on a pillow in front of me.

Will mounted me from the back, groaning as his thick cock spread my asshole, then slipped inside me easily. As he started to thrust, moaning even more, my face went into Kim’s cunt. Each thrust drove me between her warm thighs and I lapped at her pussy, nibbled on her clit, finally with one of the harder thrusts, dove into her hole one more time, fucking it with my tongue as my nose rubbed her clit. Whenever my tongue hit her flesh Kim moaned in ecstasy. I grabbed at her tits as I dove in and tugged at her hard nipples. It was then that Will put his hand underneath me and gently slapped on my swollen love nib. I was still working on Kim, soon she practically screamed out when she spasmed and came, and came hard, on my face. Her pussy was sweet and I drank her up. She turned then, no more quiet Kim.

“Debbie, you damn slut” she screamed at me.
I was utterly stunned and just smiled at her.

Will agreed and began to spank me, that was our signal that he was getting close to cumming.
“That’s it whore, take it, take the cock up your ass and the spanking you deserve”. , Kim said in a filthy tone.

She was right though; I liked being spanked with cock in my ass. It reminded me what a bad girl I was being. What a whore I was, and always will be. As Will got closer his spanking got harder. By now Kim’s hand slide between my arms and telling me she wanted to feel my tits again, she twisted then sucked on them, then licked all over them. Between that and Will’s clit play I came, moaning out.

“Fuck yes bitch”, Will moaned as he drove deep, screwing his cock into my ass, pulling out quickly and cumming all over my ass cheeks.

He pulled away demanding that Kim clean me up. I stayed where I was. Kim moved around to my backside and did just that, ate Will’s hot goo right off the mounds of my ass.
Satisfied, at least for now, and with a smile on his face, Will said “Rest up ladies, it won’t me too long until I’ll need you again”.

“Debbie, I still haven’t had a chance to eat your pussy, and Kim I’d like to feel your pussy hugging my dick, and that’s just for starters girls”.

Kim and I decided on taking showers, promising Will we’d be right back.
I knew that by the time the night was through I would be many things: more than sated, used up, aching, and always aware that there was another girl, in another city, just like me, but for now I felt special.

Happy 6th !

Today is the 6th anniversary of Debbie's Dirty Little Diary.
Even though I went on an extended “sabbatical”, I’m back, better than ever, and ready to celebrate.

The modern gift for the 6th anniversary is wood. In light of that I thought I would be able to pick and choose some CBW’s to show off their wood. That was impossible, so check out all that wood here and choose your own favorite.

The final part of my celebration is a bit selfish. I've decided to make a list of my top three stories in different categories. Check them out for the first time, or enjoy them all over again.

Please help me out and vote for your favorite genre at the end of the list.  Remember you have to ask for what you want or Dirty Debbie can't give it to.


Blowjobs
Debbie Does You #3
Fuck Me Like You Fuck Her – Part Two
Now It’s Face to Face (Delight Part Two)

Masturbation
The Unlocked Door – Part One
Tell Me
Bath Time For Debbie

Bondage and Force
You Are Mine! (Part Two-The Maid Gets Made)
Is It Safe?
Give It Up Woman
 
Threesomes
Debbie Does You #2
Let’s Enjoy The Buffet
The Unlocked Door – The Finale

Fetish and Kink
Winter Storm
You Are Mine –  Part One
Strapping It On For Him – Part Two




A thank you to all my readers, new and old.

The Unlocked Door - The Finale

Please read Part Two (The Unlocked Door) before enjoying this story.

I heard an audible gasp as CJ walked into the living room. He stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. I turned my head and smiled, but I felt my cop’s cock stop in mid-stroke.

I immediately began to practically beg for mercy and my apologies rapidly fell from my mouth.
“I’m so sorry. I couldn’t help it. Please try to understand and forgive me.”, I pleaded.
My cop partner wasn’t saying a word; he was just scrambling to find his pants.
CJ shouted at the cop to stop what he was doing.
I had no idea what he was going to do next and I was worried because there was a gun in the house now. There was a pair of handcuffs still on the floor. They could be used for purposes other than fun.

All I could say was “I knew I should have locked the door”

CJ didn’t seem to agree with me. He went and quickly got his digital video camera and set it up.
“I know how you like this Deb.”, he said as he set the camera on a tripod.
I was worried that this is something that was going to be used against me down the road.

The cop and I remained where we were, stark naked, with no idea of what would happen next. It was up to CJ to make the next move and he did without any fuss. CJ started to strip out of the black pants and white shirt that were his work clothes. Soon we were both welcomed by CJ’s semi-hard dick.

CJ made sure that the video camera was recording all three of us when he started his interrogation:
“Debbie, you’re a damn whore aren’t you”, CJ started
I was familiar with his tone and immediately became more dutiful.
“Yes sir, I’m a whore”, I replied.
“You like to fuck bitches like this hard fucker?”, CJ asked the cop.
“Damn straight”, was the only reply.
“Deb, you’re not just any whore are you? You’re a cocksucking whore, right?”, CJ asked.
“Yes, I like to suck off and taste dick”, I admitted what CJ already knew.
“And did you suck this cop’s dick”, he asked.

I explained the situation, what happened, and that a blowjob wasn’t part of the script.

CJ explained to the both of us that he believed in the idea of the more the merrier when I was there with other men. Now it was CJ that dropped to his hands and knees. He set us up the way he wanted. He told me to get behind him and insisted that the cop get on his knees in front of him.

“Debbie I know you know what to do”, he said as he turned his head back towards me.
He said he couldn’t wait to get all this recorded to watch and show to me over and over. He even said that he planned on playing it for me and making me play with myself when he did. He told me he would let me know, in no uncertain terms, what a slut I was as I watched.

Then he looked straight at the cop and asked him if he liked his cock sucked on. Of course, he answered in the affirmative.
“Good”, CJ said. “Because I like to suck cock as much as Debbie does”.
I watched as the cop’s cock twitched and CJ sucked his cockhead between his lips.

I began to knead his ass as I moved in close enough to lick his balls. CJ got harder and I could hear his slurping as he enjoyed eating and sucking on our cop. I gently sucked at CJ’s nuts and moved my hands to his side. One hand moved to grasp his now rock hard cock and began to stroke while lapping at his balls. The other hand moved him down on the cop’s cock. As I shoved him onto the cock filling his mouth, the cop moaned out. I stroked at CJ’s cock faster as I moved him into a perfect face fuck tempo. Now I could hear both men moaning. One filled the room with sounds of pleasure. The other was muffled, slurping, sucking.

I was becoming jealous. I spread CJ’s legs wider so I could slip underneath him to get a taste of the most delicious hard dick I knew. His precum had already been spread over his cock from my jerking and tugging. I was on my back when I flicked my tongue at his slightly swaying hard meat. As I nibbled and licked at CJ’s meat it seemed to inspire him to suck at the cop even more. I could hear our cop’s breathing quicken and his moans were almost constant. I knew he was about to feed CJ his hot milk. It was then that I took CJ’s cock into my mouth, took him hard, deep, and started sucking immediately.
CJ moaned onto the thick meat in his mouth, the cop moaned out, “Fuck you, swallow me!”
and emptied his balls into CJ’s face.

Then it was CJ’s turn, he started to fuck my face hard. It was so deep his balls were resting on my chin and I had to work at not gagging.
CJ was encouraged by the cop saying, “Cum on the damn slut’s face”.
Listening and agreeing, CJ pulled out of my mouth as he started to cum and painted my face with his goo, spurting and groaning.

By now the cop had started to get his uniform back on and picked up his handcuffs.
I crawled out from underneath CJ.
CJ got up and turned off the camera.
By the time I got my panties on the cop was walking to the door. He turned, thanked us almost indifferently and left.

I looked at CJ, smiled, and said, “Maybe I’ll keep that door unlocked next time too”.

Debbie Does You #3 - For Bow

Bow’s fantasy was great because he wants to be done by me in a fantasy that I have thought of before. His email was very clear about what he wanted. My favorite line from it was:
I'm a big sucker for blow jobs (pun intended lol) and detail.
I can quickly change bow to blow.

So now it’s bows turn to hold on and read about his fantasy.

In this economy and with the holidays approaching I had to get a second job to buy what I need for Christmas. I ended up getting a job at one of the best stores for the holidays, Macy’s. Normally I wouldn’t be very interested in retail work, but they offered me work in the men’s department. As you can imagine that is heaven for me. I had been working there for about a week when I had one of the best days of my entire adult working life.

A nice looking man came into the department. He was looking for a new suit. I could see that he was a professional and was immaculate when it came to his clothes. I don’t know what it was, but I was attracted to this well dressed handsome man immediately. The tease in me seemed to automatically come out and I began to flirt with him. I wanted to be sure that I was the associate that helped him. I quickly moved to him and asked him how I could help with my best provocative smile on my face. He knew exactly how to toy with me and it turned me on even more. He returned my answer with,
“I was hoping to get out of this old suit and replace it”.
All I did was smile and lead him to a rack of dark blue suits.
“I’m sure you’ll find something to your liking here”, I said.
“I’m sure I will”, he replied smiling at me.
There was something devious about that smile and I recognized it.

I told him to take his time and when he was ready, I would help him with fitting and find some ties and shirts that were appropriate. I walked away and left him to ponder his options. After about 15 minutes he approached me with a suit he liked. As he laid it out I noticed something that I had somehow missed when he first came in. There was a gold band on the ring finger of his left hand. He was married! I don’t know if he noticed that I looked at his hand paused for only a moment and got back into the groove of the situation.

I told him what a good choice he made. We moved to the table of shirts and picked a couple that looked good with the suit. We then moved to the tie table. Ties are one of my favorite pieces of men’s clothing. We looked over several. He decided on some silk ones that added the perfect touch. He asked to be fitted. I went to the register to get my tape measure and lead him to the dressing area with all the pieces of clothing we had picked out.

When I moved to measure his inseam I noticed something very familiar to me, the beginning of a hard-on. He knew I recognized what was going on. I became hesitant again, thinking to myself ‘this is a married man’. I am normally a strong believer in fidelity, but I knew that this one time dalliance wouldn’t make that much difference. All the morality seemed to disappear as, although unspoken, we both knew what was going on.

He grasped my shoulders and forced me to my knees. I looked up at him as soon as my knees hit the bare wood floor. He was already unzipping his pants. I was about to no longer be in charge of the situation I thought to myself as I looked up at him and a gorgeous hard cock was twitching at me. In what seemed to be a reflex and without any thought at all I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my tits up and over my lace bra. My nipples were probably as hard his cock.
“Very nice honey”, he said as he squeezed my tits.
“Now measure this”, he said as he grabbed a hold of his cock.
I did exactly that. I measured 7 1/2 inches from the base to his head. Then I measured the circumference, a thick 6 inches.

He grabbed my hair and pulled me to his cock. As I was forced to lean in towards his crotch, he gave me another instruction,” Now show me my new tie”.
I looked up at him knowingly. I pulled the closest silk tie to my hands. Yes I like men’s ties, especially when they’re used as a subtle cock ring and ball teaser. I ran the smooth silk across his balls then tied it snugly at the base of his stiff meat.

I started by licking across his balls, replacing the silk with my wet tongue. They were salty and heavy on my lips. By now he was leaning on the wall. Tilting his hips to move his cock closer to my face. I flattened my tongue and ran it up the underside of his thick hard shaft.
His taste, his smell, the feel of his hardness all turned me on, but one thought added to stimulation, the idea that I may be overheard or caught. Was it possible that people were walking by and hearing our moans? Would I be fired?
I let that thought escape my mind and went to concentrating on the hot hard meat that had just slide between my lips. My tongue swirled around his cock as my lips hugged his shaft. He almost moaned out, but caught himself. As I took more of him into my mouth I held his nuts in the silkiness of his tie.
I could feel him throb and thicken in my mouth. He thrust more deeply and I felt his cockhead hit the back of my throat. I started my sucking like a hungry baby. I wanted that hot milk of his. I cinched up on the tie as I began to bob on his cock and let him fuck my face. Once that happened there was no turning back. I looked up at him again, nodded, and started to hum on his cock. He held my face down on his meat, deep, so his balls were pushed against my chin.
Then I felt that special twitch, any good cocksucker knows what I mean, it feels like a trigger being pulled on a shotgun. A second later I was fed with hot gooey cum. I gobbled up that prize, not missing a drop. I looked up at him as I swallowed him up. He smiled down at me and gently pulled out of my mouth.

He didn’t say a word. He put his hands on my shoulders and we took a few steps to the chair in the corner. He bent me over the chair. I was intrigued so I went along with him. He quickly flipped my skirt up onto my back, pulling down my panties exposing my swollen aching wet pussy.

I felt his tongue run down my wet slit…but that’s another story.
And I didn’t even know his name!


I'll always help a reader (male or female) with their fantasy. Think of it this way: what would you ask a "pro" to do to you, but it's free!
Just click on the picture on the sidebar that looks like this:

Debbie Does You #1 - For Jack

This is my first attempt at my newest feature: Debbie Does You. The first story is for the person that inspired me to do this feature. Because of the subject matter it may also end up as a post on the site I'm a part-time writer for, The Fellatrices

If you like the idea and would like to participate you are welcome to go ahead and send me your fantasy via email (see the link on the sidebar). If you have a website, be sure to include it so I can link my readers to you.
Male or female, I'll try my best to fulfill them in writing. This won't be a regular feature like CBW, rather it will depend upon the emails I get. I'm non-judgmental, so don't be shy. I think it's a wonderful way to make my blog more interactive. Of course, I'll still be writing my regular stories.
Now without further ado, the premier of Debbie Does You.

Jack has sent me his fantasy and it's sadly a common one, but luckily one I enjoy writing about.
To quote, his two emails:

I am married (24 years) and my wife has only gone down on me a couple of times with no completion. My fantasy would be to find a nice warm mouth simply finishing and swallowing. I really enjoy seeing a woman who enjoys.
I am a real fan of a lady who enjoys the art of oral sex.

I didn't mind being a well-known Fellatrix in my neighborhood. Any man who met me always treated me with respect. I had been curious about a man, seemingly about my age that had moved in down the street from me. He would smile when I walked by his house, but didn't seem to want to make much conversation. I had assumed that my reputation had reached him quickly and he was married. His attempt at fidelity was something to be admired.

A few months went by and the days began to get shorter. One cool evening my doorbell rang and there was Jack. He introduced himself and I invited him if for any other reason than I was curious as to why he was visiting me. I extended my hospitality and got him a drink; it was obvious he needed to say something to me. He told me that he knew about me and my consuming passion with acts of love. I smiled, told him that what he had heard was true, and asked him what he was doing in my living room.

At first he blushed, but then seemed like a man with a real purpose.
"My wife had to leave town on business", he began to explain.
I urged him to go on.
"I need a sample of your talents", he asked almost shamefully.
He went on to explain that his wife was not a woman that was enthusiastic in bed. He wanted to know that his cock could be something that a woman really wanted.

By now, I had moved next to Jack on my couch. I whispered in his ear not to worry and moved my hand to slightly spread his legs. I gently kneaded his thighs, he spread his legs wider and got more comfortable as my hands explored his muscular legs and I kissed his neck.
The bulge in his pants was becoming more visible and I ran my fingertips across the swelling. He quickly took a deep breath and began to rub my neck and shoulders. As I cupped my hand over his bulge, he got more insistent and pushed my head to his lap. He unbuckled his belt as I pulled down his zipper.
"Oh god...please", he said to me.
He reached down and pulled his hard cock out of his shorts. I wanted all of him so I pulled his pants and shorts down to ankles and got on my knees to do this man's cock right.

I always like a taste first, an appetizer if you will, so I swirled my tongue over and around his shaft. Yes, there is a common taste to all men, but at the same time I have found a certain subtle taste that is individual to each and I do savor it. My tongue flattened and licked more at Jack's cock, working my way to his head. I moved up the underside as I reached his cockhead and flicked my tongue around his frenulum (that's the fold of skin on the underside of the head; it’s very sensitive). I have learned over the years that this is a man's clit and Jack's reaction was no different than most. He moaned out at first, and then groaned for me to suck him off and to show him my tits as I did. I took off my blouse and pulled my tits up and over my underwire lace bra.

I began my feast hungrily and sucked his head into my warm wet mouth. His precum was salty and in it's own way urged me on. Soon my head was bobbing up and down slowly on Jack's cock. He held onto to my head, but didn't control me. After taking him almost down, I came back up to his spongy knob, licking and suck, licking and sucking before going back down his shaft again. Jack let me know he liked what I was doing with his moans and rocking of his hips. I joined his pleasure with the sounds of slurping, sucking, and muffled moans.

I looked up at Jack as I finally took him all the way down my throat. As I did my fingernails gently scrapped across his inner thighs from his knees to his balls. I moved my tongue deftly out of my mouth while holding his cock inside and touched the tip of my tongue to his swollen sac. He groaned and began to fuck my face in earnest. I kept taking him in as I squeezed and showed off my tits for him. He was hot and hard in my soft, warm, wet mouth and needed to cum.

"Ooh fuck you I'm gonna cum", he groaned out.
He thrust his cock so deep down my throat that his balls slapped my chin. Like a rifle going off, his balls exploded his gooey milk down my throat. I swallowed his cum and the head of his cock as he did.
He took a few deep breaths as I pulled up and let his cock fall from my mouth like a weary solider.
After that things became more formal again. Jack pulled up his pants, stood, kissed me on the cheek, and left. Although we saw each other often we never spoke of that night, nor did it repeat itself.
My pleasure comes in knowing that I left Jack happy and with a smile on his face.

Monday Cross Post #7

My work as a full-fledged Fellatrix at The Fellatrices continues.
I now have regular postings there every Sunday.
Again, I urge you to both enjoy my full story on that site and enjoy the stories of my fellow Fellatrices. Yesterday's post was a blowjob compilation.




Below is the tickler to help encourage you to read the post.


There is something about the words that describe a good blowjob session that are just as stimulating to me as the actually event. Well at least almost. I went through my favorite past stories in my dirty diary and list some of them below. I hope that you find them as inspiring as I do.

Now read all of My Excerpts

Fuck Me Like Her-Part Two

As always be sure to check out the back story by reading Part One

Weeks passed, life for us remained about the same. We had moments where we acted like the couple that I wish we really were. One night he was feeling a bit passionate towards me. It had been about two months since we had made love so I was ready for him.

As we made our way to the bedroom a picture moved from my subconscious mind to the forefront. That image was of ‘the mistress’. I wanted to be her. I wanted to get the attention that I used to get from my boyfriend, the attention I deserved, and the attention she was getting instead. I was tired of being made love to like it was chore, rather than because there was an attraction, a need, or a desire. I became a different sexual being and I stayed there, in that mindset. The rest of this story tells about the fucking bitch I became.

One thing that I will give my boyfriend credit for, he did know what I liked in bed. He began to kiss me, up my neck, to my ears, and then moved to my mouth. It was then that the passion welled up in me and my favorite filthy salacious speech turned into something else and I said:
“Talk to me like you talk to your whore”

He pulled back and looked at me quizzically, but I think he thought it was just part of one of my games. Rather than the silence or coos that I normally heard, he got as filthy as I was, if not more. He told me things I had never heard before, things like,
“Fuck you bitch, how dare you ask for anything”
I ignored his comment, went ahead, and made another request.
“Now go ahead and kiss me like her”

The funny thing is that he began to kiss me differently; he began to bite and nibble on my neck and then my cheeks before sucking at my lips. He didn’t seem to mind this time; apparently going along with what he had decided was just a game. In reality, it was not anywhere near being a game. He became forceful and thrust his tongue into my mouth. I did my best to keep up with him.
This progressed, things got hotter and heavier and I was enjoying the newness of it all, even if the reason for it made my stomach turn. He started to plant soft kissed on my tits and slowly worked his way down to my pussy. I was so glad that I had shaved earlier in the day; it always makes me more sensitive. Of course, this was something different from our routine. Normally I would be on my knees before I would be serviced in such a way.
“Please, please, now eat my pussy as if it were hers!”, I begged.
I got just what I asked for. His form, his talents seemed to completely change. Rather than the few licks I had gotten used to, he took care of me from my asshole to my clit and back again. Nice and slow, gently sucking on my clit, driving me wild and making me squirm for the first time in a long time. He drew my puffy pussy lips between his lips and licked at them as he worked his way down to my puckered hole. He drove me over the edge as he tongue fucked my ass. I came hard as he moved his tongue up and down into my tight cunt. I grasped his strong shoulders and dug my nails into them as my soaked pussy rocked against his face.

Just as I was thinking how much I needed his cock, the bitch in me welled up again and I moaned out,
“Fuck me the way you like to fuck her”
Again he pulled back to look at me for a split second this time with a more worried look on his face. He answered with me just one word, “Fine!”
He pushed me back down on to the bed and straddled me right below my tits. He slid his stiff cock between my massive tits and pushed them against himself. He felt smooth and very warm. I took over the job of holding my tits as he began to fuck them. He put a few pillows under my head so I could easily lap at his cockhead as he moved towards my mouth. I loved the feeling of his smooth balls dragging across my abdomen and the taste of his pre-cum as my tongue flicked across his leaking head. He pulled at my erect nipples as he called me a whore and a cocksucker. He kept at it as he came closer to cumming.

“Oh, now suck me off”, he moaned.
I tilted my head a bit more upwards and moved up so he was kneeling right in front of me. Now his dripping cockhead was resting on my lips.
Now it was his turn, he was still treating me to the filthy language, “Now suck my cock, just the way I like it whore”.
I leaned down and began licking at his balls right away, moving my tongue up to his head and feasting on his pre-cum with it. For some reason this seemed to piss him off rather than please him.
“No, no bitch, no! Have you gotten even more stupid since last time?”
He grabbed the back of my head, took a fistful of my hair and yanked at me towards his stiff cock. When I say stiff, I mean it too. It was a fucking diamond cutter. I don’t think I had seen him that hard since he was 21 years old. In a matter of, what seemed, to be seconds, half his dick was down my throat. The back of my head was shoved down his shaft, I took him all, but I gagged like a schoolgirl in the process. I began to suck as he fucked my face as hard as he could.
“Look at me when you suck me bitch!”
The submissive in me doesn’t disappear and I looked right up at him. He fucked my face fast, hitting the back of my throat with almost every thrust. His balls were slapping against my chin and then being ground into my face. This was not what I usually expected of him. His groans were loud and very carnal.

“Oh bust those nuts babe, I’m gonna paint your slut face”
Soon after saying that, he started to explode. I sucked harder and he twitched as he started spurting. I got a taste of his jizz on my tongue and swallowed, but he quickly pulled out of my mouth and kept spurting on my face. It was like no time I had remembered in the recent past.
We both were spent after that and just laid on the bed for several minutes afterwards. There was no snuggling, no pillow talk, we didn’t speak. I eventually got up and took a shower. By the time I returned to bed, my boyfriend was already under the covers and asleep.

We never brought it up, the fact that my requests, and his response to them were because of his mistress. I couldn’t bring myself to confront him, at least not right away. At first, I couldn’t figure out why, but after a discussion with my girlfriend it came to me.
I felt sorry for her on some strange level. I felt sorry for my boyfriend’s slut. After the fuckfest we had that night I thought to myself, “Is this really how he treats her?”.
At least I was always handled with a certain gentleness. Even though I was being lied to, there was still a certain understanding to our world. My sympathy for the unknown woman didn’t last forever. He had chances to come clean, but never did. I eventually did a real confrontation and reminded him of that night. No need to go into detail about what ensued or how I caught him in the first place, but within the year I had a much cuter apartment and it was all mine.

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