When Shelly moved in with me, we had discussions about my womanizing and how to satisfy sexual appiete provide sexual satisfaction to all involved. We decided the women would be extensively screened and a contract would be required.
All the women that have chosen to join our swinging lifestyle have a variety of reasons. Many have cited the increased safety, quality, quantity and frequency of sex. Some have chose to engage in swinging due to their curiosity. Some women see swinging as a healthy outlet and means to strengthen their sexual skills and possible long term relationship. The question asked Should you be a swinger? We have found the women in our group are tired of the dating nightmare and tired of men with lack luster sexual skills that are incapable of satisfying their sexual needs. It is an activity where Shelly and I have agreed to practice sexual activities out of our relationship, since I'm the only man in the group, it allows the women to explore lesbian sex. The women in our group are 30 years old to 45 years old, the majority have never been married, some are divorced, some are separated, two of the women are married and two are in undisclosed relationships.
The majority of women are from my black book who I have had one night stands with and the others are Shelly's friends that are curious. All the women have found the lifestyle very enjoyable after trying it. They have found a family enviroment. They are able to exchange ideas in the lifestyle which has made their lives change completely. Every woman decides her level of involvement. All the women have an adjustment period when having intercourse with me
due to my cock size and the number of sessions. This adjustment period is also for them to look for their most comfortable schedule and get involved in it or to leave. Some women cannot swing due to the fact that they cannot separate love and sex. It becomes hard for them to share me with the other women and to have sex so many times.
Ever woman has a counseling session with me and Shelly so they can understand our perspective. This counseling allows them to decide if this lifestyle is for them. Each woman in our group has their own bedroom suite which includes a private bathroom and small sitting room. The rest of the house is for socializing and there is household staff.
Last night was Elizabeth's first night with me, she is feeling humiliated. After our session she heeded my instruction, she'd climbed out of the bed, only her nightgown covering her and crept down the hall to her bedroom.
Her body, her muscles sore from her time with me, a session she knew had changed her life forever. I laid down on my bed. My mind is clouded, my eyes still level with Elizabeth's, as if I was still in the bed with her, her body on mine, her heat overloading my senses, sending me over the edge. I'm not caught up, I told myself. I needed her again. I needed to make her mine. I slept peacefully, I knew I will get her back. She'd had a taste of me — no matter how hard she fought against her urges, she'd come back for more sessions. I opened the door to Elizabeth's room, I eyed Elizabeth from there— her dress is mesmerizing, her blonde hair flowing down in a lush of curls that framed her smile, so inviting, that one would never guess the carnal side that lay hidden deep within her. For one moment before the door opened she turned and her eyes met mine, and in that second a scowl crossed her face, just as the door closed she resumed her act of gentility. My hand grabbed her shoulder and she turned with a gasp, I covered her mouth with my other hand. Her eyes are wide with fear, yet at the sight of me they narrowed in anger. She pulled down my hand and whispered harshly. " How dare you come in here! Who do you think you are?!" I said nothing. I lowered myself until her eyes are level with mine; my hand first found her lip – she pushed it away. " Do not ignore me, John." Still, I'm silent. My hand found her chin raising it up, I kissed her roughly. The moment overtook Elizabeth, she swallowed, watched with fear, with intrigue that comes with a man willing to do anything, willing to take her at my will, touching her without her permission.
Suddenly my other hand is in her hair. My pull is not hard, yet it is firm, a grasp that sent shock waves through her, climbing down her spine, under her dress, to her pussy that is suddenly awash in the flame of heat, she cannot explain. " John . . ." My hold held her captive. Her eyes are once again big, this time in protest. " I cannot do this again so soon!" My hand is rooted in her hair and I give it the slightest tug, so that when she followed the pull her ear found my mouth, my moist lips, meeting it with the sensual force that is now familiar to her as my scent — the very thing she longs for. " There will be no questioning me," I said. I let go of her hair and stood once again smiling. Elizabeth had no chance to scream, before I pushed her hard into the door and said between clenched teeth, " You're mine now Elizabeth?" She moved away from me, but I went after her and just when she thought she would get away, I caught hold of the back of her dress and with brute strength tore it from her back. I spun her around and slammed her against the wall. Stunned and scared, she stood there motionless as I pinned her arms above her head. " John, stop," She cried, tears streaming down her face. " Shut up!" Terrified and not understanding why I was talking to her like that, but more fearful of antagonizing me further, she stood there as I lifted her dress up, and with my foot pushing against her, forcing her to spread her legs apart. I undid my trousers freeing myself, and roughly stroking my cock until covered in a thin, sticky film. When I'm fully erect, I pulled her white lace panties aside and shoved my hard hot cock into her small, tight opening. The sound filling the room is thwapping like a belt on flesh, she is feeling the pain as my pelvis smacks against her with each thrust. With each thrust her ass shook violently, quaking and quivering, waves of red irritation traveling up through the small of her back. I deliberately tore through her tightness and mercilessly thrust into her until I spasm and spew my cum inside her. " Oh my god, oh my god," She kept repeating, her eyes are in the back of her head as if possessed, her fingers nearly scraping paint off the wall.
I held her there against the wall continuing to slam into her until my cock is semi-hard and I withdrew. I released her wrists, my thick cum slowly dripping out of her, becoming cool and sticky between her bruised thighs. I looked down at her and said with contempt, " I'm not done." Elizabeth nearly fainted every time she seen my massive cock. She considered it a weapon! As thick and round as her fist, long enough, it seemed, to break a woman in two. In fact Elizabeth wondered how she is able to receive it- then she notices the sopping mess of lubricant of her juices mixed with my cum, streaking a trail down her legs to the floor. " Your a dirty girl." I said. " I am what you wish me to be," Elizabeth whispered, trying to contain herself. " Who is training you to be so dirty?" " You are." I push back against the wall, then thrust my semi-hard cock bavk into her. She gasps as feels my cock growing harder as I pick up speed, grabbing her arms and bringing them back, my cock thrusting into her with a popping noise as her juices guided my every entrance, her hair thrashing about, whipping back and forth. " You gonna cum for me again, John?" Elizabeth whimpered. " Please. Please do it. Give me that seed, John." I let out a little laugh, low and menacing. " You'll have to work for it. I think you got some With that, I pulled out of her in one long motion, my cock wobbling up and down, glistening with Elizabeth's cum. I turned and faced Cindy, and frozen in shock, she merely looked on in surprise, my menacing, massive cock staring straight at her like a broadsword. " I think Cindy wants some of this cum, too. Ain't that right?" Elizabeth turned in confusion and gasped in shock. " Cindy!" She lunged for the bed, pulling up the blanket to cover herself. " Please forgive me. I — something came over me is all!" " Quiet," I said turning to Elizabeth. " I did not say to crawl into bed."
" She may sit where she wishes!" Cindy said. No matter how large I was and how authoritative. " I said stand," I said. I'm still staring at Cindy, yet I put my hand out, as if expecting it to be filled. The bed creaked and Elizabeth is soon standing, her hand in mine. Her breasts full yet taut with youth, and her curves are even more visible from the front, towards her slender thighs and legs. She eyed me with lust and Cindy stood transfixed. She is clearly staring at my monstrous piece of meat between my legs. " Now why don't both of you follow me." I begin moving towards the door, and Cindy begins to protest, I had already shoved past her, opening the door to the hall and bringing Elizabeth along with me. I shut the door, leaving Cindy alone in the bedroom. She knew she cannot return to her bed like this, not with the rush of what she'd just seen, and what will come later. Yet my show of control, my possession of Elizabeth, seems wrong. To give in to me by heeding my instructions went against everything she believed in. Yet the allure of me. Cindy opened the door and found herself in the hall, feeling her way towards the other master bedroom. Finally opening the door seeing Elizabeth and me. " You think you can keep me waiting, Ms. Cindy?" My voice alone nearly brought her teeth to a chatter. As I stood in profile beside the large bed; I wore only my pants, and she can already see my enormous cock, brutishly long, packed against my leg, aching to be let free.
I had a hand on Elizabeth's ass, gripping it like a plaything, still staring at Cindy.
Elizabeth is merely smiling, staring off as if in a drunken haze, letting herself be handled by me, happy to do so. Yet Cindy knew exactly how she felt. She wanted the same; to be taken, used by me. I gripped my hulking penis and, cupping one portion as the rest hung loose in the front of my hand and passed it to Elizabeth, who held it herself with two hands, as if she'd been given a prize. " This is what you claim a woman with," I said. Without instruction, as if it is a natural instinct, Elizabeth begins stroking the massive beast, bringing it to life. " Get down now," I said. She quickly dropped to her knees, sucking on the head, slowly working a larger portion into her mouth, desperately taking as much of it as she can. " Oh God," Cindy said under her breath. It is merely something primal that made Cindy begin to step forward, I put up a hand, telling her to stop. " What do you think you're doing, Cindy? You think you deserve to touch this — to even come near me — after how you acted earlier?" Cindy stuttered. The front of her dress is damp at the groin and she longed to feel me inside her, laid out on the bed under the warmth of my body. " I meant nothing by it," she said, shaking her head. " Please." " You'll take your punishment," I said. " You'll watch and nothing more." Jealousy rose up within her. Elizabeth put my cock back in her mouth, I took her head in my hand, forcing her to engulf my cock, inch after inch, Elizabeth making terrible slopping noises that only indicated her pleasure, her need to do as she is told. Cindy's hand had slowly found its way under her dress; with a pathetic lack of patience she rubbed her clitoris, swollen with arousal, before plunging a finger, then two, into her waiting cunt. I'm staring at Cindy as she finger fucks herself.
" Get up," I said, and Elizabeth begins to rise. I grabbed her shoulder like an instrument to be used and forced her to bend over the edge of the bed, her tits smashed on the bed. I lined my massive cock with Elizabeth's slit, staring at Cindy, before plunging it within her. Elizabeth cried out in ecstasy, and Cindy knew the feeling. " Take it," I said. Each time I slammed into her, the bed rocked. Cindy put three fingers into herself and wanted more, and she realized none of them would do, that it was what stood before her — long and thick. That would be the only answer to her needs. She can feel herself gushing juices, and her breathing quickened, matching her desire, her arousal.
" Here!" I said, staring at Cindy and pointing at a spot beside me. At first Cindy did not know if I was speaking to her. " Yes, you. Come now, before I regret asking you." Cindy undressed and walked over, her eyes glazed over in lust and curiosity. I placed a hand on her shoulder and forced her to her knees. I pulled my cock from Elizabeth's pussy in one swift motion. I got close to Cindy and I'm silent for a moment as I stroked it up, getting it nice and hard for her, the veins plumped. “ Please no Cindy whimpered with the images from eariler when I was fucking Elizabeth. She is sobbing knowing how wet her body is, betraying her.
I inhale deeply the laughing “ You little slut your soaked aren’t you?” Cindy declines to answer as I look at her again spread your legs. “ Please I cant…Your to big…I’m begging don’t fuck me please as she slowly spreads her legs!” “ Wider!!” Slapping her thigh as I stand with my cock at full attention. Cindy complies knowing her fate.
Creeping up between her legs, rubbing my cock on it. “ Noooooooooo please godddddd don’t do this to me!” " Cindy…you came here asking to try this lifestyle." I said. She feels my huge cock head start to spread her lips, opening her to me as her breathing quickens. “ Mmmnnnn slut you are so wet look at my cock disappear in this wet fucking hole!” As my head sinks in her wet pussy. “ God oh no stop please oh stop oh oh godd fuck why me!” Crying as her body begins to betray her I sink in deeper. “ I’m gonna enjoy this!” As I start to fuck her with my cock nice and slow sinking in deeper with each stroke tearing her as she tries desperately to accommodate my huge cock in her pussy. It hurt as it stretched the opening of her vagina. She had put a finger in her pussy before. Even two, once. But my cock is thicker than her wrist, she briefly thought. Cindy immediately thought to push me off her, but her hands are wedged between my groin and on top of hers. Cindy pulled her hands free, but this only enabled me to drive my thick hard cock in further, spreading Cindy's tight vagina wider still. My thrust drove her down and pinned her to the mattress. A guttural growl came from my throat, a sound of triumph as I plunged my swollen cock firmly into Cindy's tight warm pussy.
This hurt Cindy, but it obviously is not hurting me. I'm panting as I drove my cock in and out, in and out at a quickening pace. " No, John, no!" Cindy tried to order me to stop, but I paid no attention. " It she moaned with every thrust, " Ouw … Oh!" Cindy's juices joined with my pre-cum and my long cock begins to slide easier. " Ohhh…Oh!" Cindy breathed a long moan, as the pain begins to change. Because her pussy is already so well lubricated and in such a sexual fever pitch due to her finger fucking, it was starting to feel a little good. No, more than a little good. " Ooohh…Oh yeah…Oh she begins to think, then begins to breath, then begins to moan. Cindy's body begins pushing up at me. But this time it isn't to push me off of her. Cindy feels every vein and ridge of my cock sliding against her tender walls. Every wonderful sensation of my fucking motion. Her nostrils breathes in my musky animal scent along with her own. " Oh yes…Oh yes…Oh John…John…Oh yes," she kept moaning, as she pushed her pussy up for me to thrust as much of my cock into her as I can. She now wanted all of it. " Oh…oh…oh. Fu…" Cindy almost had said the F word that she had never liked hearing. But it feels sooo good! She can't stop herself. Oh John…fuck me…Fuck me…Fuck me…Oh yes." There it is again, that sensation she had started to have earlier. That intense building sensation. Starting in her loins. Moving up into her abdomen. Her chest. Her pussy begins to tighten. What is wrong? What is wrong? Cindy thought. But she can't stop. Then her pussy tightened so tight, and her back arched, and suddenly the most wonderful sensation she'd ever experienced flowed through her body.
" Oh God…Oh God!" Her body jerking and jerking, as she feels her juices gushing. " Ahhhhh!" The wonderful sensation slowly begins to melt away, but I continue. I pause only briefly to adjust my position and move closer, and then I continue my thrusts. My cock going even deeper now into Cindy's pussy. New virgin territory stimulated. Again that pleasurable feeling begins to build. " Oh yes John. Oh yes…oh yes! Don't stop John. Please don't stop," Cindy begs. I'm not about to stop. Not yet. Cindy came again, her long moan taking every bit of air from her lungs. Just as this sensation begins to ebb, I thrust even harder, then my thrusting cock begins shooting my huge load of cum deep into her. The hot juices spurting against Cindy's vaginal walls causing her to orgasm again, her pussy spasms as if to gulp in every last drop, ending in one final rigid shudder. After a few more thrusts, I slid out of Cindy and lower myself to the bed. After a few moments, examining my handiwork, I turn on my side, curled up against Cindy's body, and with a towel, start cleaning myself up. Cindy laying there on the bed for a few minutes to catch her breath. Finally she rose up on both elbows. She first looks at me and sees what I'm doing. She notices with alarm the size of my already softening cock. She had had that big thing in her? She can't believe it. Then she looks at the base of my cock and notices an even thicker lump that is there. Thank goodness I hadn't pushed that up into her, Cindy thought.
Then she looks down between her legs. Reaching down with her left hand, she feels all the slick hot juices that are there. She has some cleaning up to do too, Cindy thought. Later, lying in her bed, Cindy is bruised and sore. But it is a good sore. She knew the soreness will go away. Thinking about me, she also knew the pleasure sensations will come again soon.
story by: horny fox
Author: horny fox
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