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Now Jamie lubed her hand and began to jack me off. I’ve already stated that it is hard for me to receive pleasure, and one by-product is that I have never really cum from her hand or mouth. She was insistent that I change that fact, so she worked me. She wanted to see what it looked like when I came… how the semen would fly, how much would come out, etc.

I willed myself to relax, to enjoy what she was giving me. All she wanted was for me to cum. Surely that would be so hard? I drifted off, defocusing on the situation and letting the feelings envelop me. My cock was being stroked by a woman who had listened to my explanation and who loved me. My ass was full of dildo, and the handle guard was rubbing my prostate.

I also thought about the times I had anal orgasms in the past. I know that not every man or woman has had an anal orgasm, so they may not relate. But the ones I had in the past were magnificent affairs, where my butt would clench and my balls would give it all up. I thought about the pleasure I had felt, and told myself to focus on how the orgasm began.

I could feel myself rising towards orgasm, but stalled just before I came. I was about suggest that she get the biggest, fattest dildo and fuck me silly with that, when I came.

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Honestly, I don’t think I have ever cum so hard. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me so completely that I was simply drowning in it. Jamie tells me that my ass gripped the Ripple Stick so hard that she couldn’t move it. I don’t remember much besides the distant sound of Jamie’s voice asking me if I was OK… was I still alive? Could I please breathe, because she was worried. I wanted to answer, but I was completely locked up.

Vaguely I recall her slowly pulling the Ripple Stick out. She went and got a towel to clean up the prodigious amount of cum I produced. (Don’t suggest that she should have eaten it–that is my job and I was on disability for the moment) Still, I couldn’t move.

Finally, I told that I was wiped out. All my muscles had convulsed and left me immobile. She smiled and told me that is how she had felt.

She also insisted that I write up this true account for the others to enjoy. I have no idea if you did enjoy it, but I sure loved reliving it. I love that my baby wants me to share such a personal moment with you guys.

As a wrap up, let me mention the things I forgot to do in the heat of battle:

• I was going to drip wax on her. Forgot to do it.
• I was going to fuck her with many toys, and take pics of her “gaping”. Frontside and back.
• More, and I even forget what they were!

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Quickly, I freed her hands and feet, half expecting her to wrap me in her embrace. Instead, she just laid there like human Jello. It took many minutes before she stirred.

“Thank you,” she said with a sincerity that I found extremely touching. I had hurt her and tormented her, and she loved me for it. There’s a lesson there, I am pretty sure.

While she recovered, we watched part of the bi DVD. I hadn’t seen much of it because Jamie had received my full attention. Now we watched and I think it was kinda cheesy. [Note: I watched the beginning again in preparation to writing this account, and the first few scenes are hot hot hot!]

“Now it’s your turn,” she told me. “Lay down.”

I will frankly state that receiving pleasure is really tough for me. I love to give it, live to give it. Getting blown or whatever is hard to accept. But I was willing to try for her sake. I knew she had to give me something to balance the account a little; she doesn’t realize that cumming like she did was more than ample payment.

I laid on the pallet, and she told me to close my eyes. I did, and she teased me with a rose petal. That felt pretty damn good! Soon though, her nefarious plan became apparent. She urge my leg so that I rolled onto my side, then began to tongue my asshole. Ohhhh, it felt so good. Nasty, taboo, wonderful. She was getting me wet, and I got aroused with the notion that soon she would fuck my ass.

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I knew only too well that the large can of Crisco was right there by my feet. My mind leaped back to the emails, where I suggested that Crisco was excellent for handballing. Jamie is willing to handball me and has threatened to do it more than once. I groaned in worried anticipation that this could be the night. Thankfully (?), it wasn’t.

“Stay right there, with your eyes closed,” she told me. Actually, she didn’t tell me, she commanded me. I shivered in excitement, having her stroke my subby side. I love when she demands things of me, even if her demands are as simple as staying where I was, relaxed. I heard her find the toys I had cleaned, and it took a while for her to return. I suspected that she had grabbed the strap-on, but she hadn’t.

At first, she used a little egg-shaped vibrator to open me up. I guess it worked, because she soon moved onto another toy, the Ripple Stick. It is a 9″ long and 1.5″ across rubber nightstick, with ridges and a 5″ handle for gripping. The idea is that you jam it in and out of the orifice, the ridges vibrating the opening. At the time, I had no idea that she had grabbed the ripple stick, because my eyes were closed and she just worked it in without pumping.

I felt like she was using our largest toy, because she was clearly stretching something that hadn’t been stretched lately. Eventually, she told me that it was all in except 1″ or so. When I was confused, she told me that she had put everything inside, including the handle. Holy moly! She had it in my colon and she was wriggling it around! The handle even has a guard like a sword does, and that wide thing was inside; I think it was lodged on my prostate! Argh!

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I told her that I was bound to abide by her demand that I torture for two hours before allowing her to cum. I had to be very careful, because an accidentally pleasurable touch of sufficient duration would have set her off. Even so, I managed to fuck her just a little (no clitoral contact, a delightfully vaginal approach to fucking!). I also enjoyed a beer and narrated the video for her, during which she whimpered with need.

I opened the can of Crisco and smeared it on her pubes. “See? Slippery,” I told her. I worked it into her muff, studiously avoiding her clit and hole. I was worried that she would cum, but letting her think I was going to put the Crisco to more strenuous use was good. Plus, I would prove the usefulness of the vegetable shortening.

As I rubbed, she warned me that she would soon have to pee. Viciously, I stroked her belly, patting her bladder. “I’ll drink it if you want,” I suggested. She declined, fearing that I would make her drink hers in return. Its a concern she needn’t worry about… but she does. I do like to tease her though….

The penultimate act was to get her nipple clamps. The seem to me to have found a former life as clothespins on skirt hangers. They are large, tight, and plastic. When I try them on myself, they hurt like a mutha! But Jamie wanted me to make her hurt and these were just the ticket.

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I put one on her right nipple, which I admit is my favorite. She groaned by endured it. Then I put the other on her left nipple, which caused her to pant. I presented my cock to her for her worship, and she sucked me eagerly. I tugged gently on the chain between the nipples while she sucked, releasing the pressure when she stopped. “If you want me to pull the chain, you’d better suck,” I told her. I smiled to myself when she sucked me again, thinking of how she must be equating nipple pain with pleasure; otherwise, she’d have refused to give me pleasure while I was pulling her nipples!

I told her I had to be mean, because she demanded it. I pulled her breasts up by the chain, suspending the fleshy globes by her nipples. Then I spanked the crap out of them, harder than I really wanted to. I intended to give her something throbbing to remember from the night. She told me later that she had been very close to using the safe word, because it just hurt so much. She didn’t because she thought I would have refrained from hurting her in the future. Love is complex, isn’t it?

When I removed the clamps, she did cry out. In my experience, removing nipple clamps is more painful than any time else they are used. But I had timed it right, taking off the clamps just as two hours elapsed.

I immediately brought my fingers to her pussy and began to rub her to orgasm. I know how she likes it, and I gave it to her. Spreading her lips wide, letting fresh air onto her fiery pussy, I wiggled on her clit. I know the spreading also pulls the hood back a little, exposing her more fully to stimulation. I was amazed at how hard her clit was… the size in diameter of a thin pencil! I could have jacked her off.

I wondered then at what she felt. She was still gasping from my removing the clamps when I made her cum. Did that help? Hurt? I don’t know. I just know that she came very hard and continuously for something like two solid minutes. When I stopped rubbing her, she could just lay still.

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“Now I am going to be really mean,” I told her. I went to her fridge and retrieved the container of fruit. I realized how cold it was when I opened it and pulled out a slice of grapefruit. I knew her creampie pussy must be on fire now, and thought a dose of cold fruit might be good for her. I took a segment and ground it into her clit, again making her gasp. It was unexpected, cold and juicy. It felt good on her steamy muff, in contradiction to my statement that I was about to be mean.

“What is that?” she managed to ask. For an answer, I brought it to her lips. Her lips quivered at the sharp taste, but she got the flavor right away. “Grapefruit.”

“Right,” I smiled. I methodically rubbed her body with fruit, especially if it were juicy. She ate grapefruit, cantaloupe, and strawberries. The strawberries I fucked her with, spreading her lips apart so that I could dip it directly into her pussy. “Better get used to the taste of creampie,” I commented. I noted how she clenched. I know full well that if I really wanted her to fuck another woman, she would. She really is mine, just like I am hers.

“Fuck me,” she panted, which reminded me of the bananas I bought and had stuck in the fridge. I got one and peeled it, tossing the peel at her. “What the fuck is that?” she asked. She is given to having a potty mouth.

I took the very cold banana and laid it inside her lips. She gasped, the cold fruit covering her cunt. Then I took it and fucked her lightly with it, and she guessed correctly that it was a banana. I fed it to her, again telling her that she ought to get used to the taste of creampie pussy. My wannabe bisex babydoll chewed it eagerly.

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I spent some time caressing her some more, moving again between her arms. I let her work my cock with her mouth. Being a creative Dom is work and I wasn’t always hard. Feeling myself harden in her mouth was a good mental stroke for me.

I also initiated a little training game. I leaned over her into a 69 and dripped saliva onto her clit. Then I slide my spit around with my tongue, waiting for her to stop sucking. When she did, I told her to suck me more if she wanted me to give her pleasure. Again and again we did this, sliding my tongue on her pussy but only when she actively sucked me.

Now it was time for the roses. They are a very interesting flower, because they are beautiful but with a painful part too. I caressed her body with the petals for some time, then rolled the stems over her body so that the thorns dug into her tender flesh. No part of her was spared, especially her nipples. I singled them out for painful thorn therapy. Alternating between soft and pleasurable petals and the painful thorns kept her body on fire.

I left the roses on her body, carefully arranging them so that she was being bitten by the thorns. I went and retrieved the rose petals from the fridge, and sprinkled her with them. I think, dollar for dollar, the rose petals had the most impact. They were stunningly beautiful–I took photos of her covered in them–and provide a uniquely pleasurable tactile sensation. And lets face it, they seem decadent. When she saw the Crisco shrine with the rose petals, it looked like Love. Covered in rose petals, I feel like she felt as special as she looked. And gentlemen: they were cheap! (Got them from my local grocery store! This now concludes my pitch for rose petals. LOL!)

Of course, I had to caress her with the petals. She reacted, begging me to make her cum. After an hour and a half, there was little that I could do that wouldn’t make her beg to cum!

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For my part, I showered and shaved, making sure that I cleaned myself extra well “back there”. After all, I intended for her to spend a lot of time tonguing me there. Its the sort of nasty submissive act that she loves.

I found her where I left her, and set to getting her excited. Jamie loves my hands and my lightest touches, so I carefully caressed her. My fingers hovered electrons away from her skin, almost touching her but not quite. Or so it felt. I was touching the hairs on her skin, floating across so that she began to whisper “oh my”. I leaned in close and blew on her lightly. My fingers and puffs of breath were here and there, unpredictable. I saw her skin begin to raise as she sought to get the earliest warning as to my whereabouts. I am sure she had a clue, because the plastic sheets being used a groundcloth crinkled as I moved. But to the extent possible, I was unpredictable.

Then my fingers began a more knowing touch. I was stroking her, feeling her varied erogenous zones. If you think a woman has one erogenous zone, you are missing 99 or more. I will give you that whenever I came close to touching her clit, she would moan softly with need. And this was after only 20 minutes!

I tried several positions, and at one point found myself between her arms. I had been erect for some time and was now dripping precum. “Open your mouth,” I told her, and put my cock on her tongue. I was surprised at how eagerly she sucked my dick. I don’t often let her suck my dick because I am slow to cum that way. I find it a distraction to what I want to do (like suck her cunt!), and so I never took note of how she likes to do it. I leaned down to blow softly on her pussy even while I felt how she had learned what I like.

She’s asked me how I masturbate, and I thought it was an idle questions. I told her how I liked to rub the sensitive spot under my dickhead. Well, now she sucked my head and made sure that her tongue and lips rubbed that spot. It felt damn nice! I came to realize that she would love to suck me off, and that I had been selfish in not forcing her. In fact, I had been selfish over all by being submissive and thereby not allowing her to be submissive. Suffice to say, there’s going to be a lot more cocksucking in her future! I owe her that.

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I found that I was thirsty, so I grabbed my wine glass. Taking a sip, I dipped a finger in the wine and ran it over her lips. She gasped at the sudden flavor. Another dipped finger, and I traced her nipple. I licked the wine off, beginning a predictable series of wetting a place with wine and then kissing it off. Her left nipple, her right, her lips, her chin, her elbow. When I dripped a little onto her pussy, Jamie groaned aloud. Her anticipation of my mouth on her pussy was visible and audible.

Instead, I became unpredictable again. “You wanted me to hurt you,” I said, as matter-of-factly as I could. I reached out and pinched her right nippled, hard.

Jamie has taught me that I can hardly be too mean to her nipples. I am routinely admonished to bite them, pinch them; harder, harder. And so my one concession to her stated desire for pain was to be her nipples. There would be few gentle or erotic touches of her very hard buds. Instead, I would pinch and twist and pull and slap her nipples and breasts. It was the least I could do!

When I ignored her pussy and instead squeezed her nipple between finger and thumb, Jamie asked me for the first time to make her cum. Smiling with the knowledge that the slow motion tormenting was effective, I ignored her desire and instead leaned in to suckle and bite her tit. I wrapped both hands around her breast and squeezed, so that it looked like a water balloon in a three-year old’s hands. Her nipple got special suction and nibbling attention, making her cry out… with pleasure.

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I met her at the door with a glass of wine and the roses. The roses were pretty and she appreciated them. She knew I had been plotting all day, so we sat on the couch and drank a glass of wine.

“I just want you to know that I love you,” I told her, “and I’m not going to hurt you. Even though, you did ask me to hurt you last night.”

“I did?” she asked, surprised. I gathered that she wasn’t opposed to the idea, but was surprised that she had expressed it aloud. I confirmed that she had told me to do just that, but that I wasn’t going to hurt her.

I laughed then. “At least, I won’t do permanent damage.” She laughed too. “Why don’t you take a long shower,” I said, “and I will finish setting up.” I had her follow the winding rope to the bathroom, where I had created a mini-shrine using rose petals, a candle, and the tub of Crisco.

She laughed again, because we had just had a discussion about Crisco. A friend of ours named Lisa has told us several times that Crisco isn’t proper, which Jamie believed. On the other hand, several discussions on handballing specifically recommend vegetable shortening like Crisco. So we had a good natured disagreement on Crisco, and the fact that I had set it into a place of prominence was funny. It also suggested a little handballing might be on the menu.

She started her shower after I cautioned her that she was not to leave the bathroom without permission. I set up the rest of the scene then. I took a blanket from her bedroom, and a large square pillow and made a soft pallet on the living room floor. This I covered with a pair of plastic tablecloths.

When she finished her shower (which included a good internal rectal cleaning), I was ready for her. She blew dry her hair and then I went in to blind her. I used a pair of cotton make-up removal squares, folding them twice into cotton pads. Jamie closed her eyes and put the pads over her eyelids. Some surgical tape X’d across her eyes kept the squares in place… and Jamie blind. I covered her eyes with a scarf just for the effect, because she couldn’t get much blinder.

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My next task was to bind her. She stood in her bedroom and I put a length of rope through one of the heavy cardboard tubes. I tied one wrist loosely with one of the rope, and the other with the other end. Now her hands were kept 4′ or so apart. It was an improvised spreader bar, but it was effective.

I led her into the living room and helped her lay down on the pallet with her hands stretched out over her head. I brought a dining chair over and tied each free end of the rope to a leg to further immobilize her arms. I made another spreader tube and bound her feet to it. Now she was effectively tied spreadeagle and it was time to torment her.

First things first, I turned on the DVD. It was a compilation of bisexual scenes, which neither of us had ever really been exposed to seeing. We’ve lately had bisex on the brain, so I thought the sounds of bisex might be interesting to her. The visuals were certainly going to be interesting to me!

With the scene arranged and Jamie restrained, I went to take a shower. She wasn’t restrained so well that she couldn’t get free if she wanted, so I wasn’t worried about leaving her alone. I figured a few moments of reflection about “I got myself into this, now what?” would be good for her.

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I can only imagine how Jamie feels this morning. I am sore enough and I didn’t get abused! Much….

I have spent this week with my Jamie as a test of our domestic compatibility. Would we tire of each other? Want each other more? Obviously, a week is not much of a test, but it was much more time together than we have ever managed in the past. I am married, so a week with my lover is a great undertaking. (As an aside, turns out that we get along great.)

Two nights ago we went out with a couple of her friends. Jamie got a little more than tipsy and began to get weepy at the notion that we would not be together. She at bottom fears that I am stringing her along, and that I will tire of her and dump her. I comforted her, stroking her skin and speaking plainly from my heart. I do love Jamie, and I want to be with her as soon as reasonable.

I didn’t mean it to happen, but my comforting caresses began to arouse Jamie. In her uninhibited state, she began to tell me how she wanted me to stroke her lightly for two hours, denying her an orgasm even though she knew she would crave one. She went on to tell me that she wanted me to actually hurt her. She didn’t explain it well, because she didn’t need to.

I am not the most widely man in the world, nor am I sexologist nor a psychologist. But I gather that there are several reasons someone might want to be hurt. One is that they are a masochist, who gets actually pleasure from being hurt. That is not Jamie at all.

To me, the more likely reason is that she wanted to “tell” me with her body that she is mine to use as I want. She wanted me to inflict pain so that she could endure it as a statement of her love for me and her trust in me. She would endure pain trusting that I would not give her more than she could bear. Maybe I don’t have the psychology exactly right, but I am close. I know how these feelings go.

Reasons for it happening aside, I spent much of yesterday scheming to make it happen. I wanted it perfect, because it was going to be a night of sweet lovemaking, albeit in a unorthodox way.

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I completed my shopping on the way back to her house. I am tempted to not disclose what I bought until the tale requires the item’s use, but perhaps it would be fun for you to imagine the use for all this:

• A porn DVD
• A long-burning candle and matching holder
• A container of fruit from the salad bar
• Bananas
• A box of rose petals
• A large tub of Crisco
• Plastic tablecloths made for picnic tables
• Three long-stem roses with the thorns intact

I got everything nearly ready before she got home from work. I cleaned all her toys, not knowing which, if any, of them would be used. I found the rope that we had tried using in the past, and created a winding path from the front door to the bathroom. I found the long heavy cardboard tubes from the interior of rolls of fabric and set them out. Then, when she called from two minutes out, I poured wine.

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This leisurely fuck went on for quite some time, and I enjoyed feeling my cock slide across Brad’s face when he was sucking her clit, and he hungrily sucked and licked at my shaft as I withdrew from her creampie pussy. This feeling was different from the first fucking because on the stool, he was holding Jen’s legs wide for me, which certainly was of assistance to me, but it this case he was using his mouth to assist me in the actual coupling with his wife. I was able to fuck Jen in this way, enjoying Brad’s sucking mouth on our genitals, for quite a while since this was to be my third cum of the evening. I could finally feel that I was getting closer to cumming, so I gave Brad his last instruction. I wanted him to continue licking and sucking us as he had been, but at the moment of my ejaculation, I wanted him to take my balls into his mouth and suck on them and keep them there until I told him to stop. I could now feel the cum starting to erupt, and I pushed my cock deep in Jen’s cunt. I told Brad’s to take my balls into his mouth, and I then had the amazing feeling of spewing my cum into an unprotected pussy, while the husband was holding the nuts that had produced the sperm in his mouth, as he vigorously tongued and sucked them. What an irony it would be if Jen was impregnated at the moment that Brad was sucking on the dark heavy sack and balls that provided the sperm!

I held my cock in Jen as Brad continued to suck my low-hanging testicles, but as I felt my cock deflating, I told him to stop sucking them and put his head on the bed. I then withdrew my cock, and didn’t even have to tell Brad to take it into his mouth and clean off our combined juices. There was still plenty of cum on my cock, and it was exciting to see the eagerness of Brad to suck it all up. But, the best was about to come. As I looked down at Jen’s pussy, and Brad’s face just below it, I could see the first streams of my cum starting to drain out. One glob fell to his face, and I reminded him not to miss the opportunity to eat my cum that he wanted so badly. He raised his mouth to Jen’s pussy and began sucking and licking like a man possessed. This was a little different experience than the first time he sucked her pussy and ate my cum on the stool. This time there was no delay in his feeding. Then, without being told, Jen sat up on Brad’s face and smothered him with her sloppy cunt. It’s a wonder that Brad could breathe, and I know that he was having a hard time keeping up with the flow from this fucking, and probably some remaining ejaculate from our first coupling. This is what he had wanted, this was the reason he had freely given his wife to me to fuck, and he was swallowing and licking as fast as he could, so as not to miss any of my leavings.

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Jen, Brad, and I did stay in the room for one more fuck, but we also took our time to relax for a while and have some more refreshments. As I lay on the bed, my soft cock was resting heavily on my leg, and my balls were hanging even lower in the sack. Brad must have liked the view, because he asked if he could suck my cock before we started preparing for our last fuck of the evening. My cock was still a little sensitive from all of the fucking so far, so I let him suck my balls. What a sight it was as Brad crawled up between my legs and started to gentle suck my dark sack. I won’t go into the details of our last coupling because many of the same things occurred as before. I will say that Jen and Brad were a little surprised that I could continue to a fourth ejaculation and that there was still a fair amount of semen being produced. I don’t know why I was blessed with the ability to cum so heavily, but it sure has provided me a lot of pleasure, and the couples that I have been with just can’t seem to get enough.

Some have asked me if I can explain why some men like me are dominant, while others are submissive and will freely give their wife to me in this way. I don’t know the answer to that question, and I don’t really care to know. I just know that I am driven to fuck and cum in as many pussies as are made available to me, and I enjoy the feeling of having a wife freely given to me for my use. I especially like being able to fuck the unprotected pussies of these wives, knowing that there is a chance of making them pregnant if their birth control measures are flawed in any way. Since I enjoy fucking white women, if one of them did become pregnant, it would be very hard for the husband to explain. However, watching the submissive husband eat my seed, and know that he is taking my essence in his belly and making it a part of him, is a powerful reality and my greatest joy. As for the submissive men, I find it hard to understand how a man can fully surrender his wife to me for fucking, and totally on my terms. But, I’m thankful that there are so many men who have enough hunger to suck my cock and for my cum that they will surrender their wives to me. These men do seem to have an unquenchable thirst for the seed of a dominant man, and I’m happy to provide it if they surrender their wives to me.

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He had recovered somewhat from the emotional onslaught of having his wife taken by me, and when my cock slipped out of Jen’s pussy, I spun the stool around so that Jen’s just-fucked pussy was right in front of him. I told him to kneel in front of Jen as I held her legs back, and for him to beginning licking and sucking his first creampie. My cum did not run out quickly at first, since I had deposited it deep within her, but then the first flows began. My moment of greatest joy was when I saw the first glob of my thick cum flow onto Brad’s tongue. My dominance was now complete. Brad had freely offered Jen to me, sucked my cock to prepare me to fuck her, held her in place for me as I fucked her, and then felt the impact of my ejaculating deep within her. Now, there was no denying his submissiveness! Despite all that was said before, whether or not he chose to admit the giving of his wife to me, there was my cum on his tongue, taken from the pussy of his wife who I had just given the best fuck of her life! At that moment, all that mattered to Brad was eating creampie, combined with the juices of his wife, and the look on his face was one of complete joy and surrender! It took us a while to recover from this fucking, but the next one would be just as intense.

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We had refreshments delivered to the room and talked a little about the intensity of what had just happened. This experience had so far been everything that Jen and Brad had hoped for, and I learned that our previous email conversations were absolutely true. Jen had been anxious to be fucked by a large black cock and to see Brad suck a cock, and Brad was trying to explore his feelings of being submissive in the presence of a dominant man. I told them that my favorite position to use with couples was a 69, where the husband was under the wife while she was on her hands and knees above him, while I fucked her from behind. After we had our refreshments and I felt that I was ready to continue, I told Brad to position himself between my legs on the bed, and to suck my cock back to hardness. He was eager to suck my cock, and also wanted to spend some time sucking my balls. I let him know that there would be plenty of time to suck my balls, but for now I wanted him to prepare my cock to fuck Jen again. He sucked me for about 15 minutes, and when I was almost hard, I told Brad to lie on his back, with his head near the foot of the bed. I then placed Jen above him in the 69 position, and reminded her that she was not to touch Brad’s cock in any way while I was still in the room. Brad was hungrily sucking Jen’s pussy because I told him to get her wet for me, and I noticed that he was enjoying a few oozing remnants of our last fucking. I watched this for a few minutes because I really like to see a husband eat the cum that I have pumped into his wife, but then I was anxious to fuck again. I stood on the floor at the end of the bed and presented my cock to Brad to finish making me hard. He gladly took my member in his mouth and sucked my cock back to full length and thickness. I then gave Brad his instructions. I told him to hold my cock in his hand and place it into the opening of his wife’s creampie cunt, and rub it up and down in our combined juices to ensure that it was well lubricated. I also wanted him to suck our union as I slowly fucked her after the first hard thrust, and to suck on her clit, my shaft, and my balls. I let him know that by sucking the union, I meant that I would stroke slowly and sometimes stop, and expected him to be sucking and licking us at the point where my cock disappears into Jen’s pussy. How much more submissive could you be than to suck us at the juncture, except for taking my cum into your belly. I will tell you about one last instruction when the time is right. His job was to keep us well- lubricated, but I also wanted him to be reminded of his complete submission to by having him use his mouth and tongue to facilitate my coupling with Jen. It wasn’t enough for him to just watch, he had to actively participate in giving his wife to a big, black cock for fucking.

I moved into place behind Jen, and Brad gave Jen’s cunt one last suck to ensure that it was lubricated, and he also took my cock in his mouth one more time to ensure that it was hard. He then held my cock head in Jen’s vagina, and slowly moved it up and down. His head was still close to the union of our organs, and without warning, I pushed his head aside and pushed myself deep into Jen’s pussy. After I developed a fucking rhythm that Jen and I were enjoying, I told Brad to begin his oral duties. I could feel his mouth on my shaft each time I withdrew from Jen, and at times when I hesitated momentarily with my cock fully in her, he would suck my balls.

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I then instructed Jen to scoot forward on the stool and lean back against Brad, and to also pull her knees back to expose her pussy to me. I also told Brad to help Jen hold her legs back. This not only presented me with a wide-open access to her pussy, but it was another act of submission to me to actually spread his wife for me to take her. I kneeled down before Jen and caught the first aroma of her clean, wet pussy, and then leaned forward to get my first taste of her. I knew that they had followed my instructions, because her pussy secretions tasted sweet and it was apparent that she had showered shortly before my arrival. Her shaved pussy was smooth to my lips and tongue, and I spent some time sucking her clit and vagina, making sure that she was well-lubricated for what was to come. She had one powerful orgasm as I sucked her clit, and many small tremors as well. It was almost time for her first fucking, and I instructed Brad to lower her legs so that she could relax, and then to come and kneel at my feet. I reminded him that it was his duty to suck my cock back to hardness, for the purpose of fucking his wife. He fell to his knees without hesitation, and sucked my cock hungrily. My cock had been soft for quite a while, but the remnants of my last ejaculation were still oozing from the slit. Brad licked and sucked at the remaining cum as if it was his only source of nourishment, and then he began to suck my cock in earnest. He did stop once to comment on how different and wonderful the extra black skin felt as he was sucking me, and I said, “If you think that’s good, just wait until Jen feels it in her unprotected pussy!” With my cock now almost hard, I got on my knees in front of Jen and had her scoot forward again and place her legs over my shoulders. I also instructed Brad to lie on his back and slide his head between my legs, so that he could continue sucking my cock and balls as I sucked Jen’s pussy one last time. After my cock entered her, I would not put my mouth on her pussy again that night. I sucked her pussy and made sure to provide plenty of saliva to aid in her lubrication, and waited until the moment that my cock was fully-hard again to stop.

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I stood up with my hard shaft swaying before Jen, and told Brad to resume his position behind her and help by holding her legs up and spreading them for me. I then placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her pussy and asked her if she was ready. Jen was anxious to feel my thick cock in her, and begged me to take her. In my mind there is only one way to fuck a pussy, especially when it is the first time and the woman needs to learn who is in charge. I moved the head of my cock around in Jen’s wetness, and then entered her in one hard thrust. She made a guttural sound in reaction to the feeling of having her pussy more full of cock that it had ever been before, and I could tell by the look on her face and in her eyes that she was mine for the taking. I moved in an out of her in long rhythmic strokes, and I asked her if this was fucking was better than any she had ever experienced. Jen said, “Your cock is so much longer and thicker than Brad’s, and the extra skin around the head is stimulating my vagina as never before! Brad could never fuck me like this!” The look on Brad’s face was one of submissiveness, dejection, and excitement, all at the same time, and he held his head down, not looking me in my eyes. I was now doing what I like to do best, fucking the pussy of a married woman whose husband has freely surrendered her to me. This is the feeling of dominance that I enjoy, but an even better moment was close at hand. After fucking Jen for 15 minutes, I was feeling the beginnings of my next ejaculation. As I was on the verge of cumming, I pushed my cock fully into Jen’s cunt, and as my cock began to jump and release a forceful stream of cum, I told Jen to open her eyes and for both Jen and Brad to look into my eyes. I was a little hard to control my words in the midst of ejaculating, but after they were both focused on my face, I told them, “Look, I am fucking Jen and shooting my potent sperm into her married, unprotected pussy. You have given yourselves to me this night, and I want you to know that if there is any problem with Jen’s birth control medication, then I will make her pregnant…at this instant, it’s happening now as my cum continues to fill her!” The look on their faces was both horror and excitement, all at the same time. The maternal instincts must have taken hold of Jen, because she was in a frenzy as almost continual orgasms racked her body. I held myself fully in her for several minutes, and as my cock began to deflate, I told Brad to get ready for the treat he had been seeking.

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My name is Steve and I live in Ohio. I am of South Asian decent, and I have always taken a dominant posture in all aspects of my life. I was raised in a culture where the men are always in charge in family situations, and my father is also a dominant man. We were fortunate enough to have servants in our home when I was growing up, and it came natural to me to direct the servants in completing their tasks as I desired. It wasn’t a matter of being harsh to them, but was instead just a quiet resolve to make sure that they did as they were instructed. As I became an adult, I found that I could direct the female servants, some of whom were married, to perform sexually for me, and they came to enjoy the good fucking that I gave with my large cock. I eventually moved out of my parent’s home into an apartment, and continued to fuck the women who came to clean my apartment. One of these ladies was married and became pregnant, and there was always a question regarding whether or not I was the father. It excites me to think that I might have been the father.

This feeling of sexual dominance spilled over into all aspects of my life. I am an IT professional and very successful in my career, and I was responsible for hiring a few very talented people from a very large population, all of whom had the right credentials. This was a time and environment when men would do almost anything to get one of these jobs, which could drastically improve their station in life. One man came to me for an interview and brought his beautiful wife with him. He left to get a pack of cigarettes and didn’t come back until the next day. Nothing was said, but it was understood that he was giving me his wife to cuckold him. I fucked that pretty woman many times that night and early the next day. Her husband did get the job, but not until he came back for another interview, bringing his wife to me again. He willingly offered her to me because of my position of power.

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My feeling is that dominance is not about forcing people to do things. There is no joy in exerting power over someone, per se, the joy is what they do for you because they do obey. I do not purposely humiliate or intimidate people to do what I say, but rather expect them to obey me of their own free will. It is about them respecting my position of power and willingly giving themselves to me for my pleasure. I know they are also coming to me to fulfill their fantasies and to have their pleasures, but everything in our meeting is centered on them serving and pleasing me. When I speak with a new couple for the first time I ask them if they are willing to do as I say, and if they agree to serve me as I wish, then I continue the discussions. I have never had to reprimand or remind a couple that they said they would obey me. They just willingly submit to me, and all of us enjoy a great amount of pleasure. A large number of the creampie cuckold stories that I have read take the point of view of the husband, because it is sexually exciting to many to read about the physical and psychological turmoil that he goes through in learning to takes his place serving the creampie wife and her lover. However, I think that you will gain a much better understanding of what it is like to be a dominant man if I tell my story from my perspective. The whole point is that the couple is satisfying my desires for sex and to have power over them, and they willingly submit to me. With this introduction out of the way, I can now relate my experience with Jen and Brad.

Since Jen and Brad had sucked my cock and balls and swallowed my first heavy load of cum, I knew that they would be submissive to me for the rest of the evening, and I was ready to begin fucking that beautiful pussy. The hotel room that we were in had a small wet bar in the corner, and there were stools that were the perfect height for me to fuck Jen. After waiting about 15 minutes from the time of my first ejaculation, I told Jen to sit on the stool. In case you’re wondering how I could fuck Jen after ejaculating only a few minutes earlier, I will explain. I have read a lot of stories and posts on these sites that talk about the so-called post orgasm blues. I honestly don’t know what that is, and I have never had a loss of desire to fuck after cumming. My cock does get sensitive and deflates, but then it is just a matter of waiting a little while until a warm, sucking mouth can make me hard and ready to fuck again. But back to Jen, I pulled her red thong underwear down her legs, revealing a beautiful shaved pussy with full lips, and she was very wet from the excitement of sucking my dick and swallowing my seed.

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I was a little nervous, afraid it would hurt. But John was very gentle. I could tell the difference in size as soon as he put the head in me, but it didn’t hurt. I was so wet and ready he probably could have just shoved it all the way in, but he didn’t. He slowly worked it into me. Fran straddled my head and held my ankles and watched. I think he wanted me to suck him, but I wanted to be able to see what was happening between my legs. It was almost like being a virgin again! I mean, I do my exercises, and even after twenty years of having Fran a few times a week and two kids I think I’m fairly tight, but I don’t even remember feeling that filled up the first time when I was a virgin!

I know Fran was enjoying the show because he let go of my ankles and told me to wrap my white legs around John’s black ass, and kept telling me how it was to watch his black cock slide in and out of my white pussy. I just kept thinking about how the skin color didn’t matter, how John just felt and smelled and tasted like a man, not a white man or a black man, just a man. A very big man! I know that Fran has posted about me not being able to cum with just vaginal stimulation, how we usually have to use a vibe on my clit to make me cum. Not with John! I think I had my first orgasm before he was completely in me, and I had another soon after he felt comfortable enough to start stroking me.

I know Fran wanted us to change positions to doggy style before John came in me so that he could be under me to catch the creampie drippings, but it was just feeling too good for me to let him stop stroking me. Fran was talking to me, encouraging me to talk dirty, and I was. I don’t think I’ve ever used the words cock and cunt so many times in one night. With Fran I usually have one really good orgasm and I’m done. I’ve found that when we play with others the excitement level is higher and I sometimes have 2, sometimes even 3 with enough clitoral stimulation. With John, by the time he was really pounding me and getting ready to cum, I had had at least 3, maybe 4, and I wanted more. Fran told me later that he’s never seen me fuck anyone as hard as I was fucking John, that I wasn’t just bucking my pussy up to meet him, but my whole body from the middle of my back down was going up to meet him. I know my legs ached the next day from gripping him so hard with my thighs.

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And when he did finally cum, omg, it got even bigger! I could literally feel it throb! And there have been some times when I thought I could feel Fran shooting in me. With John there was no thinking to it. I could feel the hot cum flooding me, and that’s when I had one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. I was afraid I’d be too sensitive to let Fran have his creampie!

When John finally pulled away from me I was sweating, and my pussy was still twitching. Fran wasted little time in putting his head between my legs. I could hear him slurping, and knew he was getting a super-size treat! I let him lick for a bit, then pulled him on top of me. I was afraid I wouldn’t really be able to feel him in me, but I wanted him to fuck me, too. But I could feel him, and he felt good in me. I think it excited him knowing that his cock was slopping around in John’s creampie because it didn’t take very long for him to grunt and hold himself deep inside me.

He rolled off of me and lay beside me on the floor. John lit a cigarette and passed it to us. While we smoked and talked Fran lay on one side of me and gently rubbed my chest and belly, commenting on how sweaty I was, and John sat on the other side of me and also rubbed me. To be honest I think John wanted another go at me, but I wasn’t up to it. I was so tender it almost hurt for Fran to dip his fingers into me and lick them clean, which he did several times. After he smoked he got between my legs and licked me again, and that felt good.

I think John figured out that I was done and he started to get dressed, which was probably a good thing, because about 5 minutes after he left our son called to let us know he was on the way home. Fran had me get up and sit on his face so he could get as much of the creampie as possible out of me, and then had me put on a pair of panties to catch any that dripped out overnight. He told me he couldn’t wait to go down on me the next morning, but that’s another story and Fran just got home.

So, to wrap this up, I had the biggest cock I’ve ever had, and my first black cock, in the same night! I must say I went to bed that night feeling more thoroughly fucked than I ever recall!

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