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Jenny Takes a Detour (mmf)
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GBV06 - Jenny Takes a Detour
by The Warthog
Standard Disclaimer--This story is intended for the entertainment of
adults only!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My name is Jenny. My story is about a major change in my life. I'm 35
years old, married and have two children. My husband is a Minister in a
small town in Texas. We've been married for 17 years. My life has been
very prim and proper but satisfying until recently.
About two weeks ago I started out to attend a bible seminar in Dallas,
which is about a three hour drive from home. I kissed and hugged my two
sons Brad and Jeff and husband Jim and promised that I would be careful
on the road. I told Jim that I would call him from the hotel to let him
know I was OK.
The trip went fine until I got near Dallas. A road construction crew was
working on the road and had set up a detour. I checked my map to see how
far this would put me from my final destination. No problem, it turned
out, if I used a county road about 5 miles from the detour.
Unfortunately, my car decided to die after about 10 miles down the
county road. I lifted the hood to take a look at the engine even though
I know nothing about cars. I had hopes that someone might come along and
help. I hadn't passed any cars on this stretch and I was worried it
might be some time before someone came by. It was a hot July day and I
was beginning to perspire.
My worries ended when a pick-up truck pulled up behind my car. Two very
large black men got out and walked to the front of my car. I was
startled at first and a little afraid at the site of these two giants.
They seemed polite enough when they asked if I needed help. I smiled and
answered yes. Both looked under the hood and after a few minutes' one of
the men said that it looked like a bad fuel pump. He offered to give me
a ride into town to arrange a tow. I accepted his kindness and
introduced myself.
The man that offered the ride told me that his name was Fred and his
friend's name was Joe. We all got in their truck with me sitting in the
middle. The pick-up was old and had no air-conditioning. It was a
standard size pick-up but I was still cramped between these huge men. I
noticed that my shirt was beginning to cling to my skin. Fred and Joe
had noticed as well. They kept stealing glances at my chest as the wet
material of my shirt outlined my breasts. They remained gentlemen,
however.
The attention is something I am used to. I have blond hair and blue
eyes. I have been considered pretty since I was a little girl. When I
entered my teen years my body blossomed beyond my parents expectations.
They kept a tight rein on me. They knew I would be the target of every
boy in school. As a result I lived a very sheltered life.
The sheltered existence continued after I met and married my husband.
When I was fitted for my wedding dress, I measured 38DD-23-35. I'm 5'7"
tall and weigh 120 pounds. I have maintained my shaped through the years
with exercise. My youthful face allows me to pass for 25. Hardly anyone
can believe that I'm the mother of a 16 year old son. The attention has
never really been a problem for me. I have always be content to be a
wife and mother. Sex just has never been a big priority with me.
Now, that priority seemed to be changing for some reason. I tried to
pinpoint why I felt different. Was it because I was away from home? Was
it because it had been a long time since I had made love to my husband?
Was it the heat, or was it the sizable bulges forming in Fred's and
Joe's pants? All I knew was that my face felt flush and an itch was
forming between my legs.
I found myself staring at the bulge in Joe's pants. It continued to grow
to my amazement. I felt my vagina lubricating. I couldn't believe what
was happening. I was a married woman who led a conservative religious
life, and yet I was beginning to imagine myself having sex with this man
I'd just met. To top that off, the man was black. Now, I don't have a
prejudiced bone in my body, however, I was raised in the South and the
tradition here is that when it comes to sex and marriage the races don't
mix. I tried to get control of myself. I just couldn't commit adultery
and yet my vagina was yearning to be filled.
Joe noticed my stair and said, "Please pardon my arousal mam, but its
not often that a beautiful white woman with a big chest sits this close
to me." I pushed my chest out with pride and said, "Thanks for the
compliment, Joe." I added, "You fellas are handsome, yourselves." And
they were. I wasn't just being nice. My attention returned to Joe's
bulge as I asked, "Looks like you have something big there, as well."
Joe replied, "Its a tribute to your beauty, mam." He added, "I wish I
could get my mind on something else, my trousers are beginning to get
cramped."
I looked at Joe with concern and said, "Oh Joe, I'm sorry, I wish I
could hide." Joe said, "No mam, this is my problem." I said, "I don't
want you to be uncomfortable, Joe." To my surprise I added, "Open your
pants if it will make you more comfortable." Joe looked at me with a
surprised look, then looked at Fred who looked equally surprised. Joe
said, Well, if it wouldn't bother you, mam, it would sure make me feel
better."
Joe unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He tried to keep his substantial
member hidden but it was too big. I stared at Joe's penis with awe. It
must have been a foot long. The head was as thick as a coke can. I said
to myself out loud, "I caused that." I was surprised went Joe answered,
"Yes mam, you did." I looked at Joe with sympathy and said, "I'm sorry
that I've inconvenienced you two and I wish there was something I could
do."
Joe shook his head and said, "No inconvenience, mam. We're glad to help
a pretty lady." He added, "There is only one thing that will get my bone
back inside my pants right now and I don't think you would like it." I
had my suspicions but I had to ask, "What's that, Joe?" Joe's politeness
gave way to frankness as he said, "Mam, you have to suck me off!" I
looked at Joe with surprise although I wasn't. I looked at Joe's penis
again. All I could think about was Joe's penis. I tried to remember who
I was. I was in a strange truck but it was like a dream.
The next thing I knew I had three inches of Joe's penis in my mouth. I
don't even remember leaning over and taking him in my mouth. Joe had a
surprised look on his face that began to change to pleasure. My lips
were stretched to their limits. Joe's penis was to much for my mouth. I
began to lick the head while I stroked the shaft. Joe began to growl
with passion. I couldn't believe I was given this man oral sex. It was
the first penis I had ever tasted. My husband would never ask me to suck
his penis and I never brought it up. I found that I was enjoying the
feeling of sucking this large black penis.
While I sucked, Joe unbuttoned my shirt and began to rub my breasts. He
said, "Fred, look at these big titties." Fred grunted his approval. I
wanted to feel Joe's hands on my nipples so I unsnapped my bra. Joe took
this as an invitation. I felt his hand cup my right breast. A moment
later I felt Fred's hand on my left breast. They pinched my nipples
sending a message to my vagina demanding attention. I began to rub the
wet area between my legs.
Within seconds I had an orgasm. Shortly afterward, Joe flooded my mouth
with his sperm. I jerked my head away causing Joe's second squirt to hit
me in the face. I decided that the taste wasn't that bad so I swallowed
Joe's penis again and collected the remainder of his sperm in my mouth.
I swallowed the liquid with each delivery into my mouth. I couldn't
believe how much Joe came. I now had a belly full of his sperm.
Just then the passenger door opened and Joe and Fred helped me out of
the truck. I hadn't noticed that Fred had pulled down a dirt road out of
site of the county road. He had pulled over at secluded spot. Fred led
me around to the bed of the truck and had me crawl up on a bunch of old
blankets. Fred unzipped his pants and pulled out a penis that was easily
two inches longer than Joe's and just as thick. He crawled up into the
truck bed and dangled his penis next to my head.
Without hesitation, I began to suck and lick Fred's member. Meanwhile,
Joe crawled in the truck-bed on the other side of me and began to remove
my shirt and bra. He then removed my shoes and jeans. Lastly he pulled
my panties off leaving me naked. Fred's penis had meanwhile gotten rock
hard. I removed Fred's penis from my mouth and said, "Put it in me,
Fred, please!"
Fred laid back on the blankets and grabbed me by the waist. He lifted me
with ease up over his penis while I guided the head to my opening. I was
very wet, however, I was not sure I could take such a large member even
after two pregnancies. Fred slowly lowered me down. His penis entered me
stretching my vaginal lips thin. Fred was able to penetrate me without
difficulty but it was incredibly tight. Slowly I was impaled the full
length of his shaft. I never felt so full. He began pumping me up and
down. I immediately had an orgasm. It continued while I pumped up and
down on Fred. I had never had and orgasm like this. I didn't want it to
end.
After about five minutes of riding Fred, I felt a pressure between the
cheeks of my bottom. Before I could say anything, Joe had four inches of
penis buried in my anal opening. My orgasm intensified. They began to
pump me together. I now had over two feet of penis filling my holes. The
only thing that could be better was to have a third penis in my mouth.
I screamed for them to pound me harder and they did, while Joe squeezed
my bottom and Fred squeezed my breasts.
After about 15 minutes of sex, Joe pulled out of my anus and stuck his
penis in my mouth. He unloaded another load of sperm in my mouth as Fred
flooded my vagina. I was dripping at both ends. I licked Joe clean not
minding where Joe's cock had just been, then cleaned up Fred. They
thanked me for the sex. I told them that I wanted to go again. Fred
said, "Mam, if you want more I'll have to take you to the pool hall. I'm
just not ready for any more fucking now."
Without thinking about my situation I said, "Anything you say, Fred." As
I got dressed I was amazed at how wonderful I felt. I had more orgasms
in those few minutes than I had my entire life. My husband had never
satisfied me and it had been many years since I had climaxed by my own
hand. I now realized that I would not be able to survive without the
feelings and sensations I had just experienced.
As we drove into town I realized that I told my husband I would call him
when I arrived. Guilty feelings suddenly overcame me. I thought about my
family and then about what I had just done. My thinking became confused.
I knew that it was sinful for a married woman to have sex with another
man, much less two at one time. It couldn't have been me, a white woman,
with two huge black penises buried in my vagina and anus. Surely, it
wasn't I who sucked the sperm out of Joe's penis and swished the gooey
liquid around my tongue to savor the taste. And, it must have been
someone else who licked the residue off the big black cock that had
moments before been 12 inches deep in my bowel. I recalled an earlier
trip to the bathroom that morning before I had left.
I was shocked at what I had done, but I loved every minute of it. I'm
not sure if it was the nastiness of the acts or whether I genuinely like
the taste of sperm, but I knew I wanted more. As for the musty taste
from my bowel, it seems impossible to me now that I tasted it, however,
I know that at the height of my sexual state it was exactly what I
wanted to do. The feeling of two penises rubbing together inside me gave
me pleasure that nothing else had come close to. I only hoped that the
rest of the day would be as fulfilling.
I decided that I would see about repairing my car and then find a hotel.
I didn't mind the sweaty sex, but I felt like I should get cleaned up
for later. I asked Fred to take me to a place where I could get my car
towed and fixed. We arrived at Nate's garage a short time later. When
Fred pulled up a tall black man about 30 years old walked out with the
widest eyes I'd ever seen. I guess he was surprised to see me sitting
between Joe and Fred looking like I had just been in a wet T-shirt
contest. I know what your thinking, but I've been around enough to know
what a wet T-shirt contest is.
The tall man whose shirt identified him as Nate said, "Fred, where did
you find that princess from heaven?" Like I said, this was the South and
a white woman riding around in a pickup with two black men was rare.
Fred said, "The young lady here had car trouble back down county road
1305. We gave her a lift here figuring you could fix her up." Nate was
now looking at my nipples, which were clearly visible though my shirt. I
hadn't put my bra or panties back on after Fred and Joe fucked me.
Thinking about our threesome reminded me of the feelings and sensations
Fred and Joe had produced in me.
I noticed that Nate was developing a sizable bulge in his pants. My
nipples responded by getting rock hard. His eyes began bulging at the
site of my growing nubs. I interrupted the silence by saying in my best
attempt at a sexy voice, "Nate, would you please fix my car?" I smiled
and continued, "I'll make it worth your while." Nate began stuttering,
"Ma..Mam, yes mam, right away."
Without taking my eye off Nate I reached in my jeans's pocket and pulled
out my underwear. I turned to Fred and gave him my panties then kissed
him full on the mouth letting my tongue wander inside his mouth. I gave
Joe my bra, knowing how he likes big tits. I gave Joe the same sloppy
kiss as I mashed my chest into his side and rubbed against him. My
nipples were on fire. I turned back to Nate a said, "You'll get yours
when my car is fixed." I thanked Fred and Joe for their help and ask if
they would pick me up at eight and take me to the pool hall. They both
nodded. Nate piped up, "You're taking the lady to the pool hall. Does
she know about the pool hall?" Joe answered, "She'll know tonight!"
It sounded kind of scary to me but I was still looking forward to it. I
was also anxious for Nate to fix my car but I don't think as anxious as
he was. It made me feel good to use my feminine charms to make a man do
what I wanted. I had noticed a motel across the street. It didn't look
like much but it would do. I ask Nate to send my bags over after he got
my car. I then said with a wink, "I expect that you will personally
deliver my car when its ready." Nate said, "You can count on that, Mam!"
I then turned and walked across the street to the motel.
I checked in and told the bell hop that Nate would send over my bags. I
asked the handsome young black man of 19 or so to bring my bags to my
room when they got there. I squeezed a five into his hand and gave him a
wink. I could tell by his stares that his young hormones were working
overtime. I new that soon I would have to take care of him as well.
Up to this point I hadn't seen any white people. I figured I was in a
predominately black neighborhood. So far, everyone had been very nice.
I'm sure the possibility of fucking a buxom blond white woman would
cheer any man, black or white.
When I got to the room, I called my husband and let him know that
everything was fine. I tried to act as if nothing out of the ordinary
had happened. I'm sure I succeeded, however, I was feeling mighty guilty
by the time I hung up. I filled the bath, then took off my sticky
clothes. I looked at my body for a while. It was though I was looking at
it for the first time. I forgot about my husband and family. My breasts
were flushed with the squeezing of a half hour before. I pulled on my
nipples and received a jolt of sensation sending me back to the time
when my vagina and anus were being pounded. My knees became weak and
gave way. I landed on the floor on in a sitting position. The force
caused a trickle of sperm to flow from my vagina. Without thinking I
scooped up the bead and put it in my mouth. The taste of cum and the
musty smells of the remnants of Joe's ass fuck sent me into another
orgasm. My vagina belched out a mixture of my juices and Fred's sperm. I
lapped it up using both soiled hands. I finished by cleaning my rectum
in the same way. I was exhausted so I lay down on the floor and fell
asleep.
I awoke some time later still in a heap on the floor. I picked myself up
and crawled into the tub. I warmed the water up with the tap and
lingered in the tub after I washed. I heard a knock at the door and
yelled, "Come in!" In walked Ron the bell hop with my bags. "You're
luggage, Mam," I heard him say. I saw his face in the full length mirror
outside the bathroom and new he could see me as well. The soap and water
covered my body except for the substantial tops of my breasts. I thanked
Ron and told him I'd call if I needed him. He left me to my bath.
Soon after I got out of the tub and dried my body and my hair. My energy
had returned and I began to admire my body again. I was proud that my
breasts were still firm with only a hint of sag. I bounced lightly on my
feet and watch my breasts jiggle. I felt that tingled feeling again and
began to realize just how sensitive my breasts were. I wasn't sure if my
sexual desires were just developing late or that they had been
suppressed all these years. All it took was a slight jiggling of my
breasts or a brush of my nipples and a jolt of what felt like
electricity would start at my nipple and go directly to my vagina.
A knock at the door brought me back to my senses. I wrapped up in a
towel and opened the door. It was Nate with my car keys. He pointed
outside at my car and said, "Its as good as new, mam." I replied, "That
was sure fast!" He said, "Just a minor repair, mam." Nate had that same
anxious look and bulging trousers I had left him with earlier. I said,
"Come on in, Nate, and take a break." I didn't have to ask twice.
Once inside I told Nate to have a seat on the bed. Without any fanfare I
removed the towel covering my body and stood before Nate with nothing on
but a sexy smile. Nate's eyes bulged as big as the lump in his pants. I
said, "Nate, I'll do anything you want for the next 30 minutes." He
smiled a big toothy grin and said, "Suck my cock."
Immediately, I pushed him to the middle of the bed and helped him remove
his boots and socks. I undid his belt buckle and unzipped his pants. His
substantial penis made a tent in his boxer shorts. He shed his pants and
I pulled down his shorts exposing the biggest penis I had ever seen. I
thought I would never see anything bigger than Joe and Fred. I asked
Nate how big he was and he replied, "15 inches long and 8 inches
around." It was almost as long as my forearm and wider than my wrist. I
told Nate that I would give all my effort to see to it that all 15
inches got buried inside me.
I went to work on the head of his penis like a mad woman. I wanted to
taste his sperm. I couldn't wait. I tried to take as much of his fat
penis as I could. By adjusting the angle of attack and by opening my
throat, I was able to get about half of it in. I could see my reflection
in the mirror on the wall and it was as if I was watching someone else.
I watched this white woman taking this huge black tube of flesh and
attempt to swallow the entire length. The sight amplified my
determination. I pushed and pushed Nate's penis down my throat until the
image on the wall showed no huge black tube and the woman's nose was
flat against the man's belly. A large unusual bulge appeared on the
woman's neck. I realized it was me. I had done it. If I could take Nate
on I could take on anyone. Now I was not only hungry for sex, I was
proficient at it.
Nate began bucking wildly. Evidently, he had seen the image in the
mirror and erupted in orgasm. I couldn't tell for sure but the throbbing
in my neck suggested that Nate was pumping a large load directly into my
belly. By the time I had pulled off his big tool he had stopped cumming.
I asked to be sure, and he confirmed that he had cum. He said no woman,
black or white, had ever swallowed him whole, and for that the auto-
repair was on him. I realized that at that moment, I had become a
prostitute.
I looked at the clock and noted that Nate still had twenty minutes. He
told me that he wanted to fuck me in the ass and cunt but that he needed
a rest. It occurred to me that I could use the time to take care of Ron
the bell hop. I asked Nate if he minded a threesome. He said it sounded
interesting, so I called the desk and ask for Ron. He was at my door in
five minutes. I opened the door careful not to show my naked body
outside and invited Ron in. He first noticed my naked body after I had
closed the door. His eyes got very wide. He noticed Nate on the bed
naked from the waist down and said very nervously, "I don't want no
trouble." I walked over to Ron and crushed by breasts into his chest and
said, "Don't worry, Baby, you and Nate are going to fuck me for a
while."
I helped Ron out of his clothes and asked Nate to move to the chair
while Ron fucked me. I put Ron on his back and began stroking his penis.
It was big but it didn't measure up to Nate. I figured it to be about 10
inches long. I stuffed the entire thing my mouth with ease after
learning how on Nate's penis. I was drenched in sperm after only two
pumps. I lapped up all the spilled cum which impressed Ron. His youth
allowed him to stay hard so I crawled on top of Ron and impaled myself
on his tool. I bounced up and down on Ron for ten glorious minutes,
cumming twice, before I notice that Nate had position himself at my
anus.
Nate struggled for a moment but finally popped the huge head of his
penis into my anus. Slowly he inched his way into my bowel. I didn't
notice how far because I was in the middle of another mind bending
orgasm. When I came out of it, both Nate and Ron were pumping me
smoothly. This continued for several minutes during which I had a long
continuous orgasm. Suddenly Nate pulled out of me and appear in front of
me his penis bobbing in front of my face. I took him to the root again
cleaning him thoroughly. He came again. This time I was able to taste
some of his sperm before it was sent to my belly. It had a strong flavor
that I liked tremendously.
Soon after, Ron filled my vagina with his load. I tasted some of
drippings at my vagina and learned that Ron's sperm tasted milder than
Nate's. Ron hopped up and thanked me. He said he had to get back to
work. He dressed and left. Meanwhile, Nate had one more fuck in him. He
put me on my back and slowly entered my vagina. It stretched to fit his
huge tool. Fortunately, I was well lubricated. He pounded out two more
orgasms in me before having one of his own. Rather than cumming in my
vagina, he sprayed my chest and stomach with his sperm. I managed to
catch one squirt in my mouth.
Nate dressed and left shortly after our last fuck. I had great
admiration for Nate's penis and his manner. I wondered if he was
married. I realized that another bath was in order. I had sperm dripping
from my vagina and my face. The sperm on my breast and stomach had
dried. I realized that it was almost 7. I had an hour to get ready. I
quickly bathed and dried off. My hair did not need to be washed again. I
fixed it in my normal fashion, that is, up. I dressed in one of my suits
and had just finished my makeup when there was a knock at the door.
I opened the door to find Fred and Joe. I invited them in and gave each
one a hug. I notice a look of indecision on Fred's face and asked what
was wrong. He stuttered around and finally said bluntly, "Miss Jenny,
we're not going to church tonight. You may want to change your clothes
if you want to party the way I think you want to party." I looked at my
suit with a frown and said, "Not very sexy, huh?" Joe piped up, "Don't
get us wrong, mam, your very beautiful, but, you may want to show more
skin and curves and maybe a wilder hairdo. You understand what I'm
saying?" I nodded with a frown, "Unfortunately, all my outfits are like
this."
Fred said, "Don't worry little lady. I know just the thing. We'll go to
my sister's place." He opened the door leading the way. We hopped into
the pick-up and hit the road. A short time later Fred pulled into the
parking lot of a strip shopping center. He parked in front of a store
called 'Winnie's Fashions'. We walked in as Winnie was about to close.
Fred introduced me to Winnie who was giving me the usual stare that I
had come to expect in this black neighborhood.
Fred explained to Winnie that I needed a party outfit. She smiled and
turned walking to another area of the store. The racks were full of very
skimpy brightly colored tops and skirts. Winnie showed me a few dresses
and I picked two. I wasn't wild about some of the colors, but I found a
red one I liked and a white one. I went to the dressing room and tried
the red one first. Everybody liked the dress. It had a frilly short
skirt and strapless top. I was a bit insecure about the top so I went
back to the dressing room and put on the white dress.
This dress fit me like a glove. It was very simple. The material was
smooth and shiny. Spaghetti straps held up the top which showed a great
deal of my breasts. My nipples were plain to see through the material.
The tightness of the dress suggested that I might need the next size up.
I decided that tight was what I wanted. Besides, I liked to way the
dress pushed my breasts together, producing a long deep cleavage. The
dress hugged my every curve. I decided to remove my panties because they
showed through. The result was pleasing. The hem-line was very high. I
new I would likely expose my pubic hair when I sat down. I would have to
be careful unless I didn't want to be.
Fred and Joe agreed that I looked great. I selected a pair of white five
inch spiked high heels and a white handbag as accessories. I went back
to the dressing room and collected my things. I almost forgot about my
hair. I let it down and brushed it out. Using a little hairspray I
fluffed it up. I gave it a slight wind blown look. It hung smoothly
over my shoulders and down my back. I wore bangs to make me look
younger. I liked the result and so did the boys. I paid for the clothes
and we left. As we were getting into the truck I noticed that Fred and
Joe were sporting bulges again.
As Fred pulled away I instructed him to find a secluded spot. I told
Fred and Joe that they looked like they could use a fuck and I sure new
that I wanted it. Fred developed a big grin then pulled the truck around
the back of the strip center. We got out and I walked to front of the
truck. I liked the way it felt walking in the high heels, feeling the
stretchy dress material rub my naked body underneath. I stood facing the
hood of the truck and spread my legs about three feet apart. I bent at
the waist and braced myself against the hood of the truck. The
invitation was plain. The boys new what to do.
Joe opened his fly and pulled out his growing penis. He stroked it a
couple times and it reached its full length. Joe pulled my skirt up only
a few inches exposing my vagina. He pushed the big head of his tool into
me and began banging me hard. After about five minutes I orgasmed hard.
I lost all senses for a moment while the pleasure washed over me. When
my hearing returned I heard Joe grunting and new he was about to cum. I
looked over my shoulder into Joe's eyes and pleaded for him to cum in my
mouth. A moment later he pulled out and I spun around. I opened my mouth
wide and Joe lowered the head of his penis to my tongue. Soon, squirt
after squirt filled my mouth. I swallowed the whole gooey load.
I turned back around and assumed the position for Fred. Before he began
he tested the ease of lowering my top. By simply hooking his thumbs
around the straps of my dress and pulling them over my shoulders, Fred
was able to free my breasts. He began to pull at my nipples as he
impaled my anus with his 14 inch penis. The electric bolts that were now
shooting from my pinched and stretched nipples to my vagina were joined
with jolts erupting in my ass with each thrust of Fred's member. Without
knowing it I began to moan loudly. This caused Fred to pull harder on my
nipples and pound my ass harder. My moaning increased. I had another
blanking orgasm. When I regained my senses, I noted that Fred had pulled
out of my ass. He was holding the pent up sperm in his penis. I opened
my mouth and Fred released the contents into my mouth. I lapped up the
sperm, savoring every drop. I then licked Fred's soiled penis clean.
At that moment I looked to my left and noticed a third man. It was the
first white man I'd seen in town. He looked like he was drunk. He had
his cock out and was stroking a sizable rock hard penis. I wasn't going
to let it go to waste so I let him fuck me. He didn't last long and I
didn't climax, however, it was the first wine flavored sperm I had
tasted. It turned out the man was just a bum that I had awakened with my
loud moans. When I was finished with the man I looked over and noticed
Fred and Joe just smiling and shaking their heads.
I stretched my shoulder straps back into placed and pushed my tits back
into their confines. Finally, I pulled my skirt down. I marveled at the
ease of being fucked three times and becoming presentable in less than a
minute. I still needed to reapply my lip stick, but I could do that in
the trucks rear view mirror. We drove off to the pool hall with Fred and
Joe satisfied for a while and me hot and horny as ever. I was looking
forward to three or more men fucking me at once.
We pulled into the parking lot of a run down dirty looking bar. Fred
parked the truck then turned to me and said, "Jenny, this place is
pretty wild and can get rough. The police avoid this place. Now is the
time to leave if you don't feel up to it." I said, "Thanks for your
concern Fred. I just want to know one thing." Fred said, "What's that?"
I continued, "Can I get fucked by a lot of men, here?" Joe piped up,
"Mam, you'll be the only white woman in the place. There's boys in there
who have dreamed of banging a white woman all their life and you, my
lady, are more beautiful than their dreams would ever allow." I said
confidently, "Lead on." Fred smiled and gave my nipple a pinch. My hand
immediately went between my legs as the usual electrical charge jumped
from my nipple to vagina. Fred laughed and said, "We sure know how to
jump start Ms. Jenny!" All I could do was moan.
Fred entered the bar first. I followed swinging my hips. Joe followed
me. My dress conformed to my body and the gentle rubbing on my nipples
as I walked kept me in constant heat. I could feel the blood running
through my veins. I never felt so alive. The place was busy. I watched
as each pair of eyes got to know my body intimately. The dress was just
a second skin. I was essentially naked. Even my pubic hair mound was
accented by the dress. Every man in the place knew he had a golden
invitation to fuck me. I licked my lips as I walked to make sure there
was no mistake about it.
Fred lead me to the bar in the back and pointed to a bar stool. We sat
down and Joe order drinks for us. I had just taken a sip of my beer and
set the mug down when a large hand caressed my shoulder and rotated me
around gently. There stood a large black man about 6'6" and 260 pounds.
I notice that he was stroking a rather large penis. Before I realized it
he had spread my legs, causing my skirt to spring to my waist, and
plugged his 13 inch penis into my dripping hole. Once his pole was
safely lodged in my vagina he gripped my bottom with both huge hands and
pulled me onto the rest of his penis. My shock gave way to loud moans.
He had my back pinned to the bar, my bottom on the bar stool and my legs
over his shoulders. He was pounding me so fast that it was a blur. After
about three minutes he paused for only a second to lower the straps of
my dress exposing my tits. His hands went to work pulling and pinching
my nipples. I began to moan loudly. I notice a crowd forming. After five
minutes of this treatment I blacked out with a hard crushing orgasm. I
learned that the more physical the fucking the harder I orgasm. I hoped
my body could hold up to it. When my senses returned I notice the signs
of an oncoming male orgasm. I lock eyes with my partner and calmly said,
"In my mouth." That was all it took. Roughly he pulled me into a sitting
position and then down to his penis. I stuffed it in my mouth in time to
take a large gooey load down my throat.
I licked the man clean and before I knew it my legs were over another
pair of shoulders and another penis was plowing my vagina. Man number
two had seen the previous fuck and he new that pulling on my large tits
made me wild. He grabbed both nipples and began pulling. It was a little
scary to see my nipples stretched out two to three inches, then pulled
in all directions. It looked sort like the cow hand yanking on a cow's
udders. The slight pain I was feeling was instantly transformed into
sexual pleasure as the pounding and pulling continued. I had another
hard orgasm. I noticed that I was discharging a considerable amount of
fluid with each orgasm. It had collected on the bar stool and I was now
sliding around in it.
It went like this for about forty minutes and eight guys. I was getting
just what I wanted. Each man was kind enough to come in my mouth. I
enjoyed the taste a great deal. After number eight I asked if I could
take a rest. Number nine looked perturbed but relented when I promised
him my anus. At that moment the bartender brought a beer mug half full
of what looked like milk. On closer inspection I realized that it was
not milk but sperm. It must have been from twenty or thirty guys. The
bartender explained that many of his patrons were so turned on by my
fucking that they stroked themselves off. He said he noticed that I
seemed to like cum so he passed the mug and they all filled it up for
me. I thanked him and began to drink. I downed the whole thing to their
cheers and applause. I handed the mug back to the bartender and told him
to keep it cumming.
I asked the bartender how many men and women were at the bar. He paused
and then said, "I figure about a hundred men and four women. I looked
around and noticed a black women naked on a pool table with a penis in
her vagina, anus and mouth. They were giving her hell. I couldn't see
any other woman but the place was bigger than it looked from the
outside. Number nine was now getting irritated. I suspected that his
balls were about to explode and I was eager to taste the contents. I
noted a line of about 15 guys lined up behind number nine and they
looked angry and frustrated while waiting. The last thing I wanted was
to be hurt by a angry mob.
I stood up, pushed the material of my dress to my waist, and bent over
the bar stool. The men now had access to my anus and vagina in back and
my mouth and tits in front. The stool was still sticky with my cum.
Number nine plowed his penis into my frothy vagina and pumped me a few
times to lubricate his shaft. He then gently entered my anus and slowly
embedded his tool in my bowels. The tightness had us both moaning. I
motioned for the next man to fuck my mouth. I also had the on-deck men
pulling at my tits. For the next hour I took on twosomes in this manner.
When the line had dwindled to no more than six, I had enjoyed seven anal
fucks and four vaginal fucks and had swallowed another eleven wads of
sperm and had a least a dozen hard mind blowing orgasms. On the floor
underneath me was a large cake pan that had collected the drippings from
my vagina and anus that included the cum of eleven well-hung black men
and one well-fucked white woman. The gooey mess looked like the kind of
cake frosting that is put on coffee cake. I asked for a break and slowly
stood up carefully avoiding the pan. I smiled at those around me and
said, "You fellas think of everything, don't you?" I picked up the pan
and proceeded eat the whole slimy mess.
The reaction was another round of whistles and hoots. The bartender
handed me another sperm mug. This one was only a third full. I looked
back at the bartender and he shrugged, "You're wearing them out, lady."
I beamed with pride and said, "The next one should be full." The
bartender nodded as I downed the latest collection of cum. I looked
around and asked if there was any place we could be more comfortable. A
handsome black gentleman who had been waiting a long time took my hand
and led me to the other side of the room. There was a large thick mat
that covered the floor. A woman I had not seen was getting up off the
mat as we approached. Her face was covered with sperm and her vagina was
leaking down her leg. She was busy wiping the stuff off. I was tempted
to lick it off her.
A new crop of men had gathered around me. I explained that I wanted to
fuck three men at a time. I told them I preferred for them to cum in my
mouth. If they didn't that was OK too. For the next hour and a half we
got down to a serious white woman gang bang. This corner of the bar was
darker and the only light given off was the reflection off my white skin
and the shiny well-lubricated black penises that kept disappearing
inside me. It was a surreal experience. I loved the feeling of a 14
incher in my vagina and another 14 incher in my butt. When a good pair
established a rhythm, all I wanted is to stuff a third cock down my
throat and have a heart stopping orgasms. I would just stop with my nose
buried in some man's wiry pubic hair and shudder on the two black poles
buried in my vagina and bowel. I collected a good deal of sperm like
that. I began to notice that I sloshed when I moved. Now that's a belly
full of sperm. I also found that I liked given the men a tongue bath
after they came. I started by licking their penis, then cleaning their
balls and finally I tongued their anus. Many had recently had bowel
moments and I found that I licked harder and cleaned more thoroughly in
those cases. My tongue, to my new found delight, is quite long. I
estimate that I was able to penetrate most of their anuses over an inch.
This nonstop fucking continued with one man cumming and another taking
his place. All three of my holes were constantly filled. The orgasms
began to run together. At one point I regained my senses after a strong
long lasting orgasm and noticed a change. Rather than feeling the sweaty
skin of a thrusting man at my rear, the feeling was soft and dry,
like... As I turned around to look I realized why the feeling was like
that of a fur coat. A large black dog, a Labrador I believed, had his
paws around my waist and his eleven inch cock buried in my anus. I
realized also that the men had back away to watch. I was in the middle
of this mat getting fucked by an animal as dozens of men looked on and
cheered.
Despite the activity of the past hours, the countless men who had fucked
me and the large quantities of sperm I had drunk, I was shocked. I
couldn't move. It all began to come back to me. I was the respected wife
of the town minister with children who loved me. If they could see me
now, getting fucked in the ass by a dog. The problem was it felt so
good. I liked the way the dog caressed my waist. I could feel another
towering orgasm building. Oh, the immorality of it. I had come a long
way from the preacher's sweet wife. I was now enjoying getting dog
fucked. As I began to blank out with orgasm I remembered thinking, I
wonder what dog sperm tastes like. When my hearing returned the dog was
yelping and I realized that he was pumping his load into my bowels. I
also noted that his cock felt like it had swollen to twice the size. He
was stuck inside my ass. I then remembered from the days I spent on my
uncle's farm, that many male animals get a knot in their penis after
ejaculation. This was to hold the sperm inside the female so that
pregnancy could occur. I new that I would be like this for a few moments
so I decided to rest. I collapsed down on the mat. The dog crossed one
leg over my back, so that we were butt to butt, and waited.
After about five minutes the dog and I separated. He moved a few feet
away and began to lick his penis. I knew what I wanted to do. I crawled
over to the dog and gently began to suck the dog's penis. I managed to
get some more sperm out of his cock. It tasted similar to human sperm
but was thinner. Once the dog was clean I lapped up the trail of sperm
that had leaked out of my asshole. I finished by sticking two fingers in
my anus and collecting what I could to eat. I was about as low and
depraved as a human could get. Here I was, a beautiful woman who could
have just about anything I wanted and I was here at a dingy bar being
gang banged and dogfucked. The strange thing was I couldn't think of
anyplace I would rather be.
After my session with the dog, nobody seemed to be interested in
fucking me any more. Fred and Joe offered to take me back to the motel.
I asked why no one wanted to fuck me anymore. Joe explained that these
guys didn't want sloppy seconds after an animal. The irony struck me.
Before today, I was the type of woman who would never be caught in a
place like this doing what I had done. Now, the patrons of this place
were looking down at me as the nasty slut who has sex with animals. It
occurred to me that I know felt comfortable with the slut label. I also
knew that it was incompatible with my former status.
The boys dropped me at the motel and declined my invitation to a private
session. It seems that even they agreed that I had gone beyond what
passes for normal around here. Alone in the room I thought about
cleaning up in the tub. I decided against it, however. I liked the
feeling of all the dried sweat and cum coating my skin. I curled up on
the bed and began to lick my limbs. I fell asleep with the most blissful
feelings I could remember.
I awoke the next morning to a most offensive smell. I recalled to
activities of the night before with horror. I also recalled the
wonderful feelings that I knew I could never live without. More
exploration was in order. I cleaned up and made it to my bible seminar
just a little late. For the next two weeks I studied the bible during
the day and hit the streets at night. I've now experienced all the
sexual activities Dallas has to offer, from the single's scene to being
the main entertainment for a bachelor party.
I'm going home tomorrow. I've been trying to figure out how to return to
My life as a minister's wife and mother of two and still enjoy my
newfound life as a slut. I guess I will just have to make more trips out
of town. If I get a chance, I'll pass along what happened in Dallas over
the last two weeks. We'll talk soon.
OOO
The account you have just read contains acts that may not be appropriate
for everyone. In fact, some may be dangerous. The author does not
advocate the practice of these acts and in our times recommends that
care be taken when any sex act is performed. Protect Yourself!
Look for other stories in the GBV "Gang Bang Virgin" series.
Comments welcome.
P.S.
Six Gang Bang Virgins have now been exposed in this series. There are
more to come. After those stories have been told, I plan a follow up on
some of the ladies.
It would be most helpful to know which of the ladies are favored by you.
Please send a note if you like the stories and would like to see your
favorite GBV lady in another sexual predicament.
By the way, if you have a particularly favorite sexual predicament, pass
it along as well.
Thanks for your help.
Warthog
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