Simon slammed his cock all the way inside and Stacey screamed loudly. She arched her back and tossed her head back, as she tried to rock her hips back and absorb the shock of Simon’s fast, hard thrusts. He was gripping her thighs so tightly that it was leaving red hand prints on Stacey’s delicate skin. I was trying to capture every detail.
Simon flipped Stacey over on her stomach and he went back to work, pounding away at her. Stacey was no longer looking at the camera. She wasn’t trying to make faces. She was lost in the movement of the large cock, in and out, she had been captured by the rhythm. I couldn’t believe that this was the same woman I had married. She came to a screaming orgasm.
Simon pulled her up off the bed and kept going as he held in up in his arms. Stacey was back, and she was riding the pole harder than before. I watched her flat stomach as it tightened and relaxed. She was trying to get Simon to cum, and so did I.
Simon let out a roar and tossed Stacey down on the bed. He knelt over and dropped his load all over Stacey’s face and tits. There was so much cum. I was busy trying to get every angle on the syrupy mess. Stacey was tracing lines through the semen as I snapped pictures of her on her back. She took a swipe of the semen on her finger and brought it to her lips. She sucked the finger into her mouth eagerly.
Stacey took another swipe and held it out to me. I wasn’t sure at first. I could feel my legs shaking. I had been an outsider through most of this experience. I had stayed on the sidelines. “Just a taste,” she cooed. I set the camera down.
I hesitated for a moment as I looked at the gooey finger, and then I felt a large hand grab the back of my head. Simon pushed my mouth right onto the finger. The salty flavor filled my mouth, and I licked it all off of the finger. I was still processing the first mouthful when another finger came sliding into my mouth.
“Good boy,” Stacey cooed as she continued to wipe up the cum and stick it in my mouth. “Now you can play with yourself.” Stacey said as she grabbed the box of tissues from the nightstand and passed me a couple.
I started to masturbate as Stacey fed me the big man’s semen. It tasted so good, and I just couldn’t help how good it felt to have Stacey finger fucking my mouth. “Stick it in his little whore mouth,” Simon laughed.
I came as soon as I heard that growling laugh again. I fell on the bed, as the tingling sensation shot out of me. I hadn’t orgasmed that hard at any other point in my life. I could barely control my body as the jizz shot out of me. “Barely comparable,” Stacey laughed as she held out the tiny bundle of tissue, and compared it to the mess that was still all over her.
“It’s sad,” Simon laughed.
I was still trying to get up as they got in the shower. I could hear them fucking again, but I was too tired to move. I had been on such an adrenaline rush, and I was crashing now. I was falling asleep, and Simon was giving my wife her third orgasm of the night.
Chapter 5
“How’d I get to the couch?” I asked Stacey when I woke up in the morning. I sat up and looked around the room. Simon was gone, and my wife sat down on the couch beside me. She gave me a kiss on the lips. It was a passionate kiss, and I was so relieved to know that she still wanted to kiss me like that. I had half expected to hear that she was leaving me for Simon.
“Simon carried you here after you passed out last night,” Stacey laughed. “You were so asleep, you didn’t even stir, and we were very loud.”
“So did he go home to get some rest?”
“No, he is meeting a few of his friends down at the pool,” Stacey said. “They’re all coming over around 3 this afternoon.” I could feel the butterflies in my stomach starting again. I was really nervous.
“I don’t think you shou…we shou…it’s not a good idea,” I stammered out. “I mean why are they coming here?”
“I mentioned that I had only ever been with one man at a time, and Simon said that I need to get the full island experience,” I could hear the excitement in Stacey’s voice, and I wanted to argue, but she put her finger on my lips. “Let’s look at the pictures from last night.”
I was a little nervous as I went to grab the camera. Stacey went to pour me a cup of coffee. It was beautifully mellow coffee, from the island. It sipped it twice to settle my nerves and then I started scrolling through the photos. Stacey covered in semen, Stacey moaning and biting her lip, and the marks on her thighs, I didn’t even make it all the way through the pictures and I could feel my cock throbbing and jumping.
“Look who’s up,” Stacey teased as she started to run her fingers along the length of my cock. Her nails were sending shivers down my spine. “Oh, hold on, Simon left this for you.” Stacey ran over to the bed and grabbed a used condom. I wanted to be repulsed, but I licked my lips, I wanted to taste Simon again.
Stacey also grabbed me a few tissues and ran back to the couch. She was so excited to feed me the cum. She used two fingers this time. She was shoveling huge globs into my mouth from the very full condom. I came again and then we kept looking through the pictures.
“You really are so beautiful,” I sighed as we got to the end. I was hard again. I just couldn’t get enough of the pictures.
“And you are loving this experience,” Stacey said as she stuck her fingers in my mouth again. I cleaned them off eagerly. “Okay, no more, I need you to stay awake tonight. There’s going to be a lot going on, and I don’t want you to miss a second of it.”
Stacey stood up and took off her robe, she was wearing her bikini. “Okay, I’m headed down to the pool.” Stacey got up and left just like that, “I’ll be back at 3, with the guys. You do whatever you want, but be ready for us.”
“What do you mean?” I called after Stacey, but she was just gone. She no longer cared about spending time with me. We had had a nice time looking through the pictures, but after that she was done.
I thought about all the things I wanted to do on this trip. I didn’t want to just sit and wait, but I was worried about what I should be doing, and I ended up having breakfast, and then just sitting around the hotel room watching TV.
I was starting to feel very petulant. I tried to be upset about what was going on, but that faded, and I started setting up the lighting in the room, and getting thing’s ready. I wanted to make sure that I captured this moment.
Chapter 6
“Where’s my boy?” Simon said as he burst into the hotel room. “Damn, you got this place set up.” I had done a little redecorating as I waited for them to arrive. I was just moving the decorative netting, and a few other pieces so they would be in the shot. I had set up a chair in the middle of the room. It had the best lighting.
Simon’s two friends both came over to shake my hand, and roughly pat me on the back. “So this is your wife?” The skinnier one asked.
“That’s Jimmy,” Stacey explained, “And this big guy is Tyrone.”
Jimmy and Tyrone both made me look small, but they were smaller than Simon. They were also smaller underneath. As the guys started to strip down, I noticed that they were only 9 or 10 inches long, but Simon was at least 12. They were still long, thick, black cocks, and they still made my 5 inch cock look tiny.
“Get some drinks ready,” Simon said to me as he undid the top of Stacey’s bikini. I looked at Stacey, and she made eyes at me as if to ask ‘What I was waiting for?’
I went to the mini bar and made a few mixed drinks. Stacey kneeled backwards on the chair, and waved the boys over. She had a cock in each hand as she moved her mouth back and forth between them. Jimmy was eating Stacey out from behind, and I could see how long his tongue was from the kitchenette. I mixed the drinks quickly and then set them on a table.
I started taking pictures from the front, and then I moved all around the chair. I was trying to get the scene from all angles, but they were moving too fast. Soon Simon was working his big cock into Stacey from behind and Jimmy was getting his cock sucked. I was snapping as fast as I could.
Stacey was screaming again in seconds, and I could see
her shiver, and quake as the pleasure took over her body. She was not getting used to feeling so full. In fact it seemed like the big cocks in her hands and mouth were only making it easier to make her cum.
Simon smiled at me as he pulled on Stacey’s hips. He didn’t let her rest at all as he just kept thrusting and thrusting. Stacey gathered herself quickly as Simon pulled out and Jimmy moved Stacey out of the chair. He started to eat my wife’s ass, it was something that she had never let me do, and then he pulled her ass down onto his nine inch cock.
I was outraged for a second. She had always claimed that it hurt too much, to let me go there, but now her ass was spread wide open, and Tyrone was moving around to get into her pussy. Stacey spread her legs wide.
A very naked Simon came and put an arm around me. I was uncomfortable to say the least. “Isn’t she amazing?” Simon sighed as he watched my wife taking two cocks at the same time. “It is a thing of beauty.” I was still taking pictures. “Come on, get a little closer.”
Simon pushed me between Tyrone’s legs to try and get a better shot of the pussy and ass as they stretched under the pressure. I snapped a few shots, and then I moved to Stacey’s face, and I got some great shots of her biting her pouty lip. I switched over to video, because her moaning was so delicious that I needed to have a copy of it somewhere.
“Do you like it, baby?” Stacey asked me. I nodded. “Tell me about how you feel.”
“Horny, scared…” I started but Tyrone pushed me back. Apparently I was too close to him.
“You need to stay back,” Tyrone snarled. “She’s our woman now, you keep back and take your pictures.” I could feel the blush rising in my cheeks. What could I do about it? I was powerless to stop any of this now. “You stay way back, or I’ll kick your ass.”
“Sorry,” I said to the floor.
“Ha! Ha-ha,” Tyrone was dying laughing.
“You need to relax,” Simon teased. “We don’t care where you stand. You’re insignificant, do you understand?”
“Honey,” Stacey called. “I need you to keep taking pictures; otherwise you’re kind of useless.” Stacey had never talked to me like this, not until she met Simon. It was bothering me, but it was also really turning me on.
“Oh,” Tyrone said as he pulled out and shot a load of semen onto Stacey’s thigh. There wasn’t a ton, but it was there, and Simon looked at me.
“Are you going to take care of that for me?” He asked impatiently. I walked over to Stacey and got onto my knees. I started to lick the gooey thigh and Stacey grabbed my head. As she pulled me into her pussy I realized why the semen glob on her thigh was so small. Tyrone had blown his load in my wife.
I could feel my pulse pounding in my throat, and I had a million thoughts whirring around my head, but they all went away as soon as the semen touched my lips. I lapped up the cum. I backed away just in time to see Jimmy’s nuts tighten and unload inside Stacey’s ass.
Stacey came forward onto her hands and knees and I started to lick the salty fluid out of her gaping ass. Jimmy had stretched her wide, and the muscle was slowly returning to normal. I worked my tongue in deep as I rubbed her clit with my hand. For the first time on our vacation I felt my wife cum from my touch. She spun around on me, and kissed me passionately.
“You are so good at that,” Stacey moaned. “I always want you to lick the jizz out of me.” We kissed as the black men looked on. I was so hard, and my cock started to throb. Stacey could feel it. “Not yet honey.”
Simon came forward and put Stacey up on the chair. He started to fuck her gently at first. Simon was taking long, smooth strokes in and out. He was really taking his time. I set the camera up on my tripod, and I moved in front of Stacey.
We kissed, and I teased her nipples. I let a hand go between her legs to rub her clit. We starred deep into each other’s eyes as Simon slid in and out. “I love how it stretches me,” Stacey moaned.
“I love how you look with the cock deep inside of you,” I said. “I love those eyes.” I could feel Simon starting to move faster and faster. Each thrust was harder than the last, and Stacey was getting lost in the rhythm again. I saw her eyes roll back in her head. Stacey gripped tightly onto the back of the chair.
Simon was starting to breathe heavily and as Stacey cried out, he did too. I could see the fluid backing up and dropping onto the chair. Simon moved out of the way and I started to move to the back, but Stacey stopped me. She reached between her legs and got her fingers coated.
Stacey was fucking my mouth with her semen covered fingers. I was masturbating again, and this time there was a chorus of laughter as the men drinking in our kitchenette teased me. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing. “Is he masturbating?” Tyrone laughed.
“Doesn’t he know what to do?” Jimmy joined in.
I was beet red and feeling about two inches tall, but my body was on fire and as I filled the tissue on my cock with my own fluids I could feel my whole body twitching and throbbing. Stacey smiled at me as she took the tissue to the garbage.
“Should you go shower?” I asked as I started to feel the fog of ecstasy lift. My wife was covered in the semen of three other men. “I mean, are you…”
“You have nothing to worry about,” Stacey laughed. “I’m sure we’ll love the baby no matter what.” Stacey sounded like she was kidding, but at the same time I wasn’t a hundred percent sure. “Besides we’re heading to a private beach, and if we wait too long it will get dark before we can have any fun.”
“When will you be back?” I asked feeling so dejected.
“We’re all going, sweetie,” Stacey sighed. “I wouldn’t leave you behind.” I felt so good when she said that. “Someone has to take the pictures.” She passed me the camera bag and I started to pick up the equipment. I was so excited about the trip I almost forgot to put shorts on.
We left for the beach and I watched Stacey have her fill of black men on that trip. It was the beginning of a new life for us. We started a journey and we never looked back.
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TEMPTATION TALES
Story 24
Chapter One
“Chemistry textbooks are in the section over there...” Erin pointed over to a far corner of the library, standing on her toes to show the distance, “Next to Biology.” She smiled, plump lips stretching easily, “If you need any more help then please come and find me.”
The students nodded gratefully, one not so subtly raking their eyes over her form. She sighed after they left; they always looked at her that way. Full hips, c-cups, a face pleasantly full, thankfully so given she was only twenty-three, she could see why they stared. Though given the climate of the college, the way that sexuality was frowned upon... she really wished they didn’t. Of course, she never blamed them; they were still young people after all. She felt her own desires like the rest of them, it wasn’t like she was some virginal maiden, and she just didn’t have time to act on them these days.
She sighed; it had indeed been some time since she’d acted on them.
Erin shook her head, no time to think about that now, there was work to do. It was a stressful time of the year for these students, exams right around the corner and lecturers breathing down their necks. It was her job to make sure that they got what they needed, that their studying would go flawlessly, she was still a student herself after all, she knew the feeling stress.
Around she walked, taking inventory of the books that had been returned. The college ran on a system of order, regulations, if the students expected to get an education then they were expected to play by the rules, not step out of line. Though it was a stifling experience most of the time, she could certainly attest to that, it was wonderful how every book that got taken out was returned on time. Most students were willing to play along, even with the rules and the feeling of their individuality being taken away, the school was highly distinguished. If someone made it here, they could make it anywhere, though many of the stude
nts that did were notable for engaging in… other vices once they graduated. Making up for lost time, she supposed.
She herself wasn’t sure she would have the desire to do so, and even if she did she likely would not have the time. Studying to be a director, a career that sounded like it would have a lot of free time initially, though she quickly found out just how much work was involved. Every aspect of the product had to come together perfectly, she had to have an artist’s eye and a novelist’s brain, and training those skills would and did take every ounce of her time.
Over time, her urges became easier to control, daily masturbation sessions becoming weekly, then monthly, until finally they all but ceased to occur. Occasionally she would lose control, frantically plunging her fingers in and out of herself while she screamed into her pillow, but as fast as the desires came they were dealt with. She hadn’t had a partner in two years because of that, the last becoming sick of her almost non-existent sex drive, walking away and never coming back. That suited her just fine, though she couldn’t help the feeling of sadness that came with it.
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