 
## Feral Love

## ipam

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Present day and time and place

06:58:01 am

Cool temperatures with dull sunlight

Master bedroom location

Bed mattress setting

Her hand dropped down and touched the naked breast, rubbing the nipple with her two fingers exhaling with excitement. She continued to rub her nipple and twisted around on top of the soft bed mattress, staring at his nose profile. Then her eyeballs dropped down and stared at his naked chest while rubbing her nipple. Her body was getting warmed and heated for a sex act.

She reached up and tossed off the bed linen, reaching over, touching his chest and drag her fingers down his smooth skin and run underneath the bed linens with a giggle.

She caressed his naked and wrinkled penis with her two warm fingers.

On top of the same bed mattress and a set of black satin bed linens, he slowly stirred with a silly grin and a croaky voice from a deep slumber, turning with a smile to see her. "Good moring, honey!"

She smiled at his face. "Good morning, honey!"

He reached down and touched her naked breast with two fingers, caressing the naked breast. "I think we should skip work today."

She continued to caress his naked penis with a gasp of concern. "I can't skip my job."

He winked with a smile and continued to caress her naked breast. "Of course, you can. Of course, She can. We are a pair of professional career persons. We have a pair of very good jobs. And we can call-in sick for the work day."

She gasped in shock and continued to caress his naked penis. "Why would She call-in sick for the work day?"

He continued to smile and caress her naked breast. "Because, you and She are going to stay home and lay in our bed and fuck all day long until nighttime."

She continued to caress his naked penis with a giggle. "I wanna do that too."

He continued to smile and caress her naked breast. "We have been married for two years and a half."

She continued to caress his naked penis with a giggle. "Yes, we have."

He continued to smile and caress her naked breast. "So, this is our two years and six months wedding anniversary today."

She continued to caress his naked penis with a giggle. "Yes, it is."

He continued to smile and caress her naked breast. "So, we are technically taking the day off and celebrating our wonderful marriage at the half-way mark of three years."

She continued to caress his naked penis with a giggle. "Yeah, we can do that. But we do dare commit that crime."

He exhaled. "It's not a crime for a legally married husband to fuck his legally married wife during the daylight hours. We work too hard and don't use enough of our accumulated earned vacation time. We stay home and stay right here in our soft bed mattress and fuck all day long," he wiggled side to side and slipped away from her wandering fingers, leaning over into her stinky sour breath with a wicked smile. "Do it for me!"

She gasped in alarm. "Now!"

He chuckled and bad breathed into her smooth cheekbone. "Yeah, do it for me!"

She smiled. "Here!"

"Yes, honey!"

She giggled with a grin. "Okay! If you insist?"

He slid off her breasts and then scooted back to his side of his bed mattress watching with his pair of dancing eyes and a wicked smirk. "I like your sexy performance."

She nodded at her husband and tossed away the bed linen from her naked body, rolling off the bed mattress, standing upright with a sigh and then rolled back down over the bed on a back spine over the soft bed linens and the rear of the hairy skull on top of the pillow with a giggle.

She bent both kneecaps on top of the bed linens and lifted the butthole and both hips in the air from the soft mattress of bed linens, gently lowering down the edge of the soft finger pad on top of the protruded fold skin on the external part of her genital, the clitoris.

She gently rubbed the finger pad up and down on the clitoris. The female clitoris was like the foreskin at the end of a male penis. It was very sensitive to stimulation into an orgasm with the right friction of a single finger digit.

She arched her back muscles upward and lifted the butthole higher into the air, pushing a back spine down deeper into the bed mattress, breathing heavy with pleasure. She slowly dropped the dry finger digit down and dug into the amber colored pubic hair into the large lips of the vagina, feeling the fleshy skin that started to secret glands with sweat and oil. The set of large lips of the vagina was the same as the male scrotum. She caressed the lips that produced sweat on the finger and a forehead, sounding with a soft moan with pleasure.

She imaged her legally wedded husband on top of her naked body and as his wet sticky dick slid in and out, in and out of her vagina.

He grunted in loud tones watching her sexy solo dance beside his naked body.

She screamed out loud in her solo pleasure on top of her bed mattress. Each scream made her pussy enlarge to a point of painful lust and pleasure while the grunting made her vagina juices flow thickly onto her warm bed sheet. She panted and then continued to probe further down inside her wet pussy with single finger deeper and deeper.

So nice!

She thrust the middle finger into the vagina inside and then outside with mighty finger force, sounding with a set of loud moans. The sensation tickled the lining of the vagina and created more mucus. Usually, the vagina used for male sperm to travel up the tract and into the female egg, creating a fetus.

Well, she didn't have a dick of her husband, only her finger, right now.

The middle finger was the best digit of the hand, since it was the longest length to reach deeper into the tight vagina. Her body tingled with desire of a real penis inside her vagina. The middle finger sawed inward and outward in a swifter motion of her pussy, and as the lining soft tissues of the vagina flooded with a thick moisture from the exciting finger fuck. The moisture turned into white colored vagina fluid that flooded the interior of the vagina, onto the finger, and over the bed linens. She felt the hot liquid over the skin. She thrust the middle finger faster in and out while lifting upright both legs from the wet bed linens. Then, the middle finger reached deeper down into the moist vagina and as, she felt greater pleasure.

She panted in a series of heavy breathes and sweated on the face, the breasts, and the neck. She was getting closer to an orgasm.

She continued to thrust the longest finger in and out the vagina hole, flooding the hand and the bed linens, panting in a series of heavy breathes and sweated over the body. Right before a finger fucking orgasm, she sweated out the perspiration from the motion, feeling a built-up of heat and water. She was almost there with the orgasm. She parted the legs and rammed the middle finger down into the slick and wet vagina with a deep grunts of lust and as, the finger thrust faster in and out.

Her body quivered and shook with the wonderful orgasm and as, she gasped for fresh air molecules with an open mouth. Her body broke into a set of sweat balls of heat.

Vagina discharge flooded her body and her side of black tinted bed linens. Finally, her vagina contracted back and forth with a set of spasm of pain and pleasure. She breathed in a set of heavy pants and closed both eyelashes, enjoying the tinkling of her body with nasty lust and dreams of fucking her prince tonight. She had learned the technique from trial and pleasure, after reading about the female organs in one of the many junior high school health class.

The finger fuck was the best sensation and solution for a quickie female orgasm, since she didn't have the finger of her husband. But he rested beside her and enjoyed watching her sexy solo performance.

She jerked out a middle finger and reached over, wiping the digits and the hand clean over the dry part of the bed linens with a grin. She stood upright with a giggle, feeling tingling and relaxed after the nice pleasure, reaching over, extending her middle wet finger toward her husband with a laugh.

He leaned over the soft bed mattress and opened his mouth, sucking on her middle wet finger while consuming her wet vagina juices on his tongue. He swallowed the wet vagina juice with a chuckle and a wink.

The bright morning sunlight reflected off their shared master bedroom floor.

She continued to lay in her nakedness and sweet smelling in her vagina juices on top of the black tinted bed linens.

He slowly stood upright on top of the soft bed mattress and then back stepped, landing on top of the wooden floor, staring at her naked body with a soft chuckle. "Well, honey, today is your day."

She continued to rest in her nakedness on top of the bed mattress with giggle and a grin as she enjoyed wasting the day with her legally wedded husband. "Yes, it is."

He spun around with a smile from the bed mattress and his wife, dashing ahead inside the private lavatory, without closing the bathroom door. He stopped in front of the blue tinted ceramic wash sink and washed his face from the nasty set of sleeping crumbs and brushed his dirty teeth, rinsing the nasty morning breathe with a mint-tasting mouthwash. He back stepped from the wash sink and pointed a finger in the mirror at his reflection, clicking his tongue. "You're a gorgeous creature, man!" he spun around with a smile and dashed back into their shard master bedroom.

He swiftly moved ahead and then stopped at foot of their shared bed frame on the side of the soft mattress.

She continued to rest on top of the black tinted bed lines and stared with a smile at his full body of buck nakedness of pale colored white.

He did not enjoy the warm hot sunshine of the summertime day while always avoiding the heat, light, and rays. But he worked out for an old man around the age of thirty-four years or so. He was very fit and fine. His chest was muscular and curved not flat, and his legs and arms were long and muscled. His face gleamed in sweat and lust.

His dick elongated in thick roundness, leaking clear mucus from his tip. His balls were puffed into a pair of perfect round circles which were surrounded by blonde colored hair.

He sounded with a grunt, placing one of his legs on her bed frame while his other leg stood on the floor. His dick danced in the air.

She couldn't take her eyes off his pale colored organ, almost floating in the air like magic.

"My dick is true beauty. Do you think so, too, honey?" He smiled to her.

"Yes, it is a beauty." She stared at his dancing pale colored cock.

He lifted his other leg onto her bed frame, positioning in a doggie stance with his arms bent. His legs were bent at the kneecaps, as his dick rose and bounced slightly up and down. He crawled on both hands and feet toward her nakedness, stopping over her legs with a smile. "Are you ready for me, honey?"

She extended both arms and hit the bed linens, giggling with a grin.

He laughed with an evil smirk. "I'll be gentle."

"Honey!" She gasped in shock and confusion.

He crawled over her vertical body, covering her folded legs and breasts with his shadow.

She felt his heat and smelt his sweat, sobbing in tears of both fright and fear.

He used his hand and pulled back her hair and wiped the tears from her wet blue colored eyes, gently touching her face with his soft fingers, saying with a smile. "I love you, honey!"

"I love you, honey!" She whispered with a smile.

He reached down and pulled her mouth lips to his soft lips, licking her lips and her mouth, kissing her gently.

"So tender!" She closed her eyelashes, thinking of nasty pictures inside her mind.

He pressed his warm soft lips into her closed mouth, as the sensations felt good to her body.

"Do you really want me to fuck your naked body, honey?" He whispered into her smile with a chuckle. "I'll better than the finger, honey." He grabbed her hand, massaging her fingers, saying with a grin. "I much better than any finger, honey." He licked her finger, the one wet with her vagina juice, saying with a grin again. "I'm great tasting, too, honey!" He gently kissed each finger on her hand with a goofy grin.

She viewed his dick bouncing up and down, looking hard, round, and primed with more twinkling mucus and ready to pop.

He kissed her palm and moved his moist lips to the top of her hand, then her forearm, then her elbow, then her arm, and then her neck.

She started breathing heavy with good sensations, closing her eyelashes, sounding with a moan.

He playfully bit her neck with his teeth.

She sounded with a moan and a whisper. "So nice." Her sexual juices were flowing through her body feeling her vagina widened and ached with the growth of a bigger opening.

He kissed and licked her cheek, moving down to lick and tickle her ear with his soft warm tongue.

She sounded with a giggle and a moan.

He kissed her cheek and her nose, moving his soft lips down to her mouth.

Her mouth was open from the sounds of a groan and a moan, desiring more good sensations, smelling the sweat, passion and sex.

He entered her mouth with his tongue, licking her parted lips, thrusting the tip of his tongue onto her tongue.

She sounded with a groan, opening her mouth wider.

His tongue enveloped her entire mouth, encircling her mouth with his tongue going up, down, round and round.

She touched his tongue tip with her tongue tip and played tug-of-war with their tongues, sounding with a moan.

He covered her mouth with his whole mouth as their tongues drooled with mouth spit.

Her breasts tinkled and wanted to play too. They wanted to be touched by his hands, his tongue, and his dick also. She unfolded her legs and angled them to the opposite side for his dick.

His dick tapped on the top of her open exposed stomach, feeling hot then cold flesh, making her sound with a hiss.

He leaned into her body and as his mouth covered her mouth almost to her nose, making his sound of grunts.

She flopped both her arms on the top of the pillow, whispering. "Take me!"

He dropped his weight onto her exposed naked body, touched her right breast with his soft warm strong hand, kissing her face.

She sounded with a groan.

He massaged her breast around the soft tissue.

She sounded with a moan.

His fingertips connected to her nipple, squeezing and pulling over and over again.

She sounded with a groan.

He altered his finger tip, squeezing and circling her single breast.

She sounded with a groan.

He sat on his knees with both his hands on her two breasts, squeezing and circling each breast. His mouth thrust and sucked her tongue and the air from her lungs.

Her mouth drooled with salvia and soft groan.

He removed both of his hands.

The fresh air surrounded her nipples, cooling the hot sensations.

He moved his hands to her pillow placing behind her head.

She rested flat on her skull top of the pillow. Her neck was arched. Her back was flat against the bed.

He gently pushed her body down by her shoulders. His dick tapped, touched her flat stomach, and bounced up and down pouring hot liquid sizzled upon her cool flesh. He kissed the center of her neck, her shoulder.

She closed her eyelashes, burning the passionate sensation, arching the neck for more kissing action.

He kissed her right breast and licked, massaging it with his tongue, biting it with his teeth so tender and then nipped. She sounded with a groan. He moved to her other breast. She sounded with a moan. He moved to her rib cage, licking and sucking the flesh with his tongue then to her waist licking.

Her pussy pained with stretching. Her vagina enlarged as her hot juices flooded the bed linens under her legs. "I'm ready right now, honey," she whispered. He licked her abdomen. "Keep going, honey," she whispered.

He kissed and licked in a straight line down to her pelvis bone and stopped. She sounded with a groan arching her back spine his entrance.

He spread her legs and folded them at her knees, shifting her pelvis further down at the edge of the bed.

The bed mattress waved against her body as she whispered with a groan. "Touch me. Lick me. Suck me. Fuck me."

He grabbed her ankles, squeezing with his strong hands as she sounded with a moan. He blew air across her pubic hairs as she giggled from the tickle.

He swiftly kissed her blonde tiny curly hairs and the skin below while licking and kissing with the tip of his tongue, touching the lip of her vagina.

She hissed with pleasure. "So nice. Suck me," she whispered as he licked her vagina with his entire tongue up and down, up and down. She whispered with a moan. "Suck me." The tip of his tongue entered her vagina. She whispered with a groan. "Suck me."

He entered deeper with his tongue.

She screamed, "Fuck me."

He chuckled as his tongue thrust in and out of her pussy.

She screamed, again, "Fuck me."

His movement increased as she arched her back and hips. His hands kept her ankles in place and his tongue moved in her vagina up, down, side to side, in and out, in and out.

She screamed out loud in pleasure. "Gawd! O gawd!" Her body exploded in her vagina, her stomach, her bones, and her mind with incredible sensations of pleasure and lust as the hot liquid flowed from her vagina to his mouth. He sucked over and over again cleaning her pussy of the hot sex passion. Using his tongue, he ate her juices, until she felt refreshed. She giggled with a shiver and a shake of coolness.

He moved away from her wet pussy and entered down into her open mouth, entering and thrusting his wet tongue around her mouth while cleaning her juices from his mouth.

She tasted her sex. Her pussy. Her vagina. Herself.

He removed his tongue from her mouth.

She opened her dancing eyes and stared at her husband in silence.

He smiled. "Well, honey, this is the beginning of our sexy day together."

She giggled with a grin in silence.

He chuckled. "Now, I'm going to fuck your naked body long, hard, and slow."

She slightly nodded and wanted to be fucked long, hard, and slow with hot passionate sensations throughout her body and as her mind could not stop spinning with the forthcoming pleasure. "Yes, fuck me!"

He kissed her mouth with his full mouth and tongue as she closed her eyelashes. He placed his dick between her breasts, gently rubbing it up and down with the wet thing. "Touch it, gentle," he ordered as she placed both her hands around the object, rubbing and touching his dick.

His organ pulsed with life and appeared full, round, thick, hot, sweating, wet smelly, and slippery and as his sex juice leaked, covering the tip and half way down the middle.

She used her index finger and her thumb massaging up and down.

He jerked his dick away. "I'm not ready yet, honey. Do that later on me, honey." He lifted a torso and shifted his penis down to her waist, rubbing up and down against her.

She moved her arms around his neck as her fingertips barely touched the back of his neck.

He moved his body, bouncing his wet thick penis, resting it on her pelvis bone, and leaned back on his knees. He grabbed her ankles and folded her legs, spreading them for him to enter.

She breathed heavy. Excited. Anticipation. Thrill. She tilted her pelvis up.

"You're a natural sexy wife, honey," he chuckled.

Her vagina ached for penetration and her juices were drowning the bed linens with her hot clear fluid.

He leaned down into her pussy, teasing and rubbing the tip of his dick up and down over her clitoris. Teasing. Taunting. Flaunting.

"Fuck me," she screamed.

He chuckled and inserted his wet tip inside, gently edging her. She sounded with a groan.

He pushed deeper into her. She screamed from the pain.

His dick was so thick, big, and round and as he pushed deeper, slowly.

She screamed again from the pain, feeling the good sensations too. "Fuck me," she shouted.

He pushed in her pussy hard and as his penis entered half-way.

She screamed in pain. "Gawd! O gawd."

He grabbed her flinging arm and braced behind her head, placing his hand over her mouth, leaning down to her face, and whispered. "Scream out loud, honey!" He shoved his dick into her pussy with speed and force.

She screamed. His hand covered her female noises to small muffles of grunts as he shoved deeper in and pulled out.

She screamed with pain and as, her vagina contracted too quickly. His dick was too large and too big and as he shoved deeper in and pulled out.

She screamed again with more pain. He shoved in and out, over and over, again.

She screamed again with rolling tears from her eyelashes in pain, until she reached her first orgasm. Her body shook and shivered from both lust and pleasure.

He tensed too coming to his orgasm. He stopped, breathing and grunting, and smiled with lust. His dick started to deflate in her vagina.

She didn't feel the tight pressure associated with pain anymore.

He pulled out a flat penis from her wet pussy with a smile and chuckle. "You're a great sexy wife, honey."

She breathed heavy without speaking or moving.

He sat back on his knees and as, his dick died and crinkled in a shivered worm.

"I love you, honey," she stared into his eyes and whispered softly.

He leaned down and kissed her lips. "I love you, honey." he pulled back with a wink, sliding off the bed mattress, carrying off some of the black tinted bed linens. "I gotta go and piss now. Go and wash off my wet sperm. Then we do another round of sex again, honey." He moved away from his wife and their shared bed frame, strutting in his naked butt cheeks, without looking back at her.

He entered into the private lavatory and then closed the door, performing his personal bodily business with privacy.

08:08:08 am

Inside their shared bedroom, she continued to rest on top of the bed mattress, turning with a stern face and stared at the time clock, seeing 08:08 am.

The day of play had just started. The sex act ate up one hour of daylight time.

She exhaled with worry and turned, staring at the closed bathroom door. She wanted if this day was going to be fun for her.

Her husband loved his sex acts with his legally married wife.

Every evening, she arrived home from her work job before her husband. So, she started their shared dinner meal and stood inside the kitchen while performing her cleaning and cooking chores.

She performed a hug and a kiss on her husband like always.

Around 6:00 pm, he came home from his work day hugging and kissed his legally married wife on her smooth cheekbone like always.

She hugged and kissed her legally wedded husband back with love, preparing their shared evening meal and decorating the dining room table.

They strolled as a set of newlyweds to the dinner table for the supper meal. He enjoyed discussing his work day and talked about his daily meeting at work. She nodded her blonde curls in silence while eating the prepared meal.

After the supper meal, they slowly strolled together into their shared master bedroom on the second floor level, changing out of their soiled work clothes and bathed together inside the gigantic bathtub in the master bedroom.

Around 8:00 pm, he strolled with her toward the master bed frame for sex while performing kisses, licks, sucks, and finally a fucking while completing their late evening.

By the end of week of their wedded life, he had taught her how his penis a blow job. He liked numerous blow jobs wanting more than one during the evening of their sex acts. He started to fuck her more than one time during the evening too.

He engaged her three times in three different positions. Him on top. Her on top. Doggie style. Upright in the chair, on the floor, in the shower, on the table, or any everywhere that held a level surface.

Within two weeks of their newly married life, she had become a professional whore at fucking. She could have run away and joined up with the group of nasty hookers on Maple Street within the metro city of their hometown while making some real money, instead of her pitiful monthly paycheck form her lousy work job.

At the end of their married month, he had developed a routine evening ritual: home at 6:00 pm, supper at 6:30 pm, fucking her staring at 7:00 pm until midnight or longer until he passed out with exhaustion.

Inside the master bedroom, the bathroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

She turned and stared at him.

He strutted out in totally nakedness with a wicked smile. "I'm refreshed and ready for another round of sex, honey. It's my turn to do my thing. Are you ready, honey?"

Inside the bed frame, she continued to rest on top of the bed mattress in the wet black tinted bed lines, whispering with a smile. "Okay." Her naked body had cooled down from the first sex act and shivered with coldness without the aid of a blanket.

He moved ahead, then crawled over the soft bed mattress, and stopped between her parted legs and her naked body, reaching down and massaged one of her breasts. His other hand lifted both of her arms in the air and leaned them against the special-made head board on their shared bed frame. He shuffled both of her wrist bones down into the built-in handcuffs on the wooden board, clipping her arms in place.

She grunted from the rough treatment on her two wrists bones but was used to the sex procedure, looking down at his roaming hand with a smile.

He lifted up the other hand from the set of handcuffs with a pair of dancing eyeballs. His other hand was soft and warm and as he said with a wicked grin. "The massage helps stimulant the uterus for my dick insertion." His hand rubbed around her single breast and nipple, reaching over and touched her other breast with the other hand.

She closed the eyelashes with a soft grunt and slightly slammed her bound wrist bones against the wooden head board as she was trapped onto the bed frame.

He said with a smooth voice and a wicked grin. "Relax, honey. Relax, honey."

He massaged both her breasts for one minute.

She was getting warm in her pussy from his raw hand touch and as her body prepared for a second sex act of fucking.

He moved his hand down and touched her exposed rib cage with his index finger, going passed her waist to her abdomen. "Relax, honey," he smiled and touched her pubic hairs with his index finger, parting the lips of her vagina. His finger slowly slipped in her opening.

She wiggled with a giggle her body.

He said with a wicked grin. "Relax, honey," he pushed his two fingers deeper in her pussy. "Relax, honey. I'm checking if you are wet enough for my dick." He slowly moved his fingers out and shoved his two fingers gently in her pussy again.

She wiggled her body side to side, feeling the tightness on her two trapped wrist bones.

He said with a wicked grin, drooling form his lips. "Relax, honey."

Her ankles were tensed and as her legs were bent and locked in place.

He performed a finger-fuck inside her pussy, moving his two fingers in and out at a slow steady pace with a smile.

Her juices were boiling. Her vagina was expanding. Her breasts were tickling. Her legs were quivering. Her body was shaking.

She couldn't release her two hands from the set of handcuffs which was located behind her skull.

He didn't speak a word with a head tilted slightly backwards, envisioning one of his nasty fucking dreams with her naked body. He breathed, sighed, and finally finished fucking her. He removed his two fingers from her vagina and smiled at her face while enjoying his nasty sexual imagination.

He lowered his upper torso down and viewed her wet hairy pussy with his eyes and his hands leaning closer down to her vagina.

She felt his hot breath on her wet and hairy pussy.

He was getting another fantasy mind fuck in his sick brain plus a hard on with his wrinkled dick. He breathed on her pussy again. "Are you ready for me, again, honey?" He sounded with a moan of a breathless speech.

She wiggled side to side and giggled inside her entrapped pose on top of the bed mattress.

He sat upright on his kneecaps and then plunged his elongated dick into her wet pussy, thrusting with a quick force and rapid speed.

She screamed out loud in pain from his powerful thrusts.

He jerked his penis in and out with a steady pace.

She screamed out loud in pleasure and pain.

He grunted out loud with a smile in pleasure also and then experienced his second orgasms, blinking both eyelids and as his left eyeball went temporally blind for a few seconds. He continued to pump his heated sperm into her wet pussy sounding with a set of loud grunts and finished. He sat back with a wrinkled dick again with a smile and a wink at her. "Woo! That was great, honey! I'm all done and feel better hunger now, honey," he leaned down and pressed the button, releasing her wrist bones from the fun pair of handcuffs. "I'll go and fetch us a try of food."

"Okay." She continued to rest on her naked back spine while her vagina juices flooded the wet black tinted linen bed sheets.

He sat back and then slid off her body, standing upright in his nakedness on top of the wooden floor winking at her. He spun around with a chuckle and exited the master bedroom, slamming the door shut.

Inside their shared master bedroom, on top of their shared bed mattress, she continued to sit in place and whipped off a sweaty face, sliding off the bed, changing the wet bed linens, staring down at the pretty red tinted satin sheet.

09:09:09 am

She continued to stand and turned with a stern face, staring at the clock, seeing the time of 09:09 am.

They had fucked for two solid hours. She didn't know if your body could fuck for eight hours during the daylight hours and then tonight for the usual four hours.

She wiped the sweaty face again, exhaling with worry.

The bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

He returned back into the master bedroom and carried a tray of food toward the bed mattress, sliding the food tray over the clean sheets, eating the food.

She slid back down onto the clean bed linens and sat upright in glowing nakedness, leaning against the head board with a smile, reaching out, eating the food in silence.

He swallowed the food and then smiled. "I got a sexy story for you when we eat."

She nodded with the full mouth.

He sipped and then swallowed the beverage, clearing a throat for fun, telling the story to her.

The first bank heist occurred on Monday night with success. By the end of the week, Ned and Fabian had robbed three banks and collected more than fifteen million dollars.

Ned met Jetta, an eighteen-year-old college freshman on the first night of the Consulting Firm's grand opening party at his apartment while entertaining the paid whores and the whore's victims. He fucked her as the last girl of the evening.

She turned him on all the time with her unbelievable sex stories.

Jett told Ned while drunk and stoned that she had fucked her biological brother. Some girls moaned during sex. Some girls talked during sex. Jett created these fantastic fairy tales of how she learned sex using her brother as her sex partner.

Ned listened intently to her story every night in their shared bed.

The brother and sister weren't allowed to date until eighteen years old as commanded by their biological parents. At the age of thirteen years old, Jett received the change in her mind and got curious with her body.

Her mother worked at night. Her father worked early in the day starting at five a.m.

So, the two blood-related siblings were home alone a lot and helped with each other with supper meals, body baths, and school homework assignments.

The older brother cared for his little sister giving her body baths before the bedtime hour to calm her worries, since their mother wasn't there and their father was too tired from his day's work, resting and sleeping inside his private bedroom.

Their father was asleep after eating the dinner meal and drinking a few bottles of beers.

The bathing ritual lasted until Jett was twelve years old while she had learned to bath herself. The brother watched her inside the bath tub and helped dried off her nakedness with a set of new breasts.

So, they got close. And then they touched each other.

One dark night, Jett got scared from a bad summer thunderstorm and left her room and crawled up into the bed with her brother.

The same night, he leaned over and missed her cheekbone and kissed her on the mouth to reassure her protection from the thunder storm.

Jett liked it. So, they kissed. And they touched. And they conducted their own body experiments.

Her brother Josh received a picture book from his male friends about sex and fucking females.

And they read, experimented and fucked as two lovers.

When Jett told Ned the first story of fucking her biological brother, the enlarged and engorged penis of Ned popped out its hot sperm into her sweet vagina.

And then Jett became his favorite fuck at his apartment on Brickell Avenue. She also loved snorting the illegal drugs, smoking the illegal marijuana joints and cigarettes, and drinking the illegal alcohol at the age of eighteen years old, since she couldn't do those illegal things at home or on the Miami-Dade university campus house.

Ned thought that her full of horse shit after the first amazing sex story, but Jett could bang his ass hard and blow his dick straight to the moon.

She had learned to do all those dirty sex acts somewhere as she was barely eighteen years old in her first semester in college.

Each night, Ned kept the drugs, the smokes, and the alcohol around his apartment counters just for her to use. Jett came over every day after her academic classes, staying the night as he rose and left for his work the next day. She slept inside his bed during the day.

When Ned came home back from his office, Jett was ready to be fucked being stoned and drunk during the long day.

And Ned enjoyed fucking her. His other working whores would stop by his apartment when they were not fucking their targeted clients. Ned, Jett, and the whores would engage in a series of naked orgies until they all passed out from drugs and alcohol at night.

Ned turned and shook his wife into semi-conscious as she giggled and opened her eyelashes, moving and climbing on top of his legs. She pumped his wrinkled dick with her hand while softly telling about one of the same sex story, where Jetta had fucked her own biological father.

His dick rose for mounting as Ned leaned back into the pillows with a grin.

Jett moved and sat on top of his penis, slowly bouncing up and down, slowly making him harder.

Ned could fuck and listen to Jett for hours without exploding the sperm, feeling a set of erotic sensation mind blowing emotions, tilting his head back against the wall and closed his eyelids, letting his sex juices rise slowly to the tip.

Jetta mumbled her words, riding his penis with her closed eyelashes and a silly grin. "I was sixteen years old. My mother was a nurse and worked at night to make more money for the family. My father came home around three p.m. when I was out of high school. My brother played sports after school. He was trying to get a sport scholarship for college. He was seventeen years old. I changed outta of my school clothes and was listening to music inside my room on top of the messy bed mattress. The door opened. My father stood in the door. He was smiling and very happy."

Jetta giggled with a grin. "Hi, Dad...

"Hi, honey. Nice day at school." My dad smiled.

"Yeah."

"Nice night, last night." My dad smiled.

"Yeah."

"Slept good?" My dad smiled.

"Yeah."

"I know what you and Josh are doing, honey." My dad grinned with a nod.

"Doing?"

"You and Josh are fucking each other."

"I didn't answer with a verbal comment."

"Do you like it?" My dad nodded with a grin.

"I didn't answer."

"I like sex too." My dad smiled with a chuckle.

"I didn't answer."

"Your mother works so hard bringing home extra money for all these nice clothes and things for you." My dad smiled with a nod.

"I didn't answer."

"Your mother is so tired when she gets home from her demanding job. She works such long hours." My dad grinned with a nod.

"I didn't answer."

"I work long hours too and buy you nice things too. Do you like all the nice things that my money buys for you, honey?" My dad grinned with a nod.

"Yeah."

"Good. I'm glad, honey. I want you to have nice stuff that's why I work so hard like your mother." My dad smiled with a nod.

"Thanks."

"But, your mother is so tired when she gets into the house. Dog tired too." My dad smiled with a nod.

"I didn't answer."

"I message her back spine and neck muscles and then she falls asleep like a baby." My dad smiled with a nod.

"I didn't answer."

"I love your mother. She is a good provider for you and Josh. Do you think so, honey?" My dad nodded with a smirk.

"Yeah."

"I think that your mother would want you to reward me for being a good provider too. Do you think so too?" My dad nodded with a grin.

"Yeah."

"Good. We think alike you and me." My dad nodded with a smirk.

"Yeah."

"My dad shuffled further into my private bedroom, slowly stripping the shirt off his chest, exposing a naked chest of blonde hair and a set of taunt muscles on his arms with a grin and a nod. "Honey, I like sex too. Do you like sex?" He stopped and stood at the foot of her bed mattress with a smirk.

"Yeah."

"Josh likes sex too. Does he not?" Her dad smirked with a nod.

She smiled. "Yeah."

"Josh likes to kiss your lips. Does he not?" My dad licked his lips with a smile.

She nodded with a giggle. "Yeah."

Her father moved ahead and sat on the edge of her bed mattress next to her naked leg leaning over and hugging her teenage female with his naked chest. Then he leaned down and kissed my lips with his open mouth, pulling back with a grin and a nod while hugging me."

"Josh likes to kiss your breasts too." My dad smiled with a nod.

"Yeah."

My dad released our hug and reached down, lifting up my blouse, jerking my bra down to my waist and leaned down and licked each one of my breasts with a drooling tongue.

I closed my eyelashes as my half-naked body reacted to his tender hand and tongue touch like my brother Josh.

My dad pulled back with a grin and winked with a smile. "Josh likes to kiss your tummy too."

"Yeah."

My dad reached and touched the zipper on my blue jeans, slowly peeling the metal down from the fabric with a grunt and a grin.

And then the top of my pink girly panties appeared.

My dad reached and touched both my arms, lifting my body upright to stand on top of my bed mattress. He slowly jerked my blue jeans down to my kneecaps and dropped down my panties to my knees too, leaning down and licking my public hair with a wet tongue.

He pulled back with a grin, wiping off his salvia with a wink. "Josh likes to suck your pussy too."

"Yeah."

My dad reached and held her arm, jerking my blue jeans and my girly panties down to my ankles with his free hand as I stepped out of my clothing.

My dad shoved my clothes to the side, reaching and grabbing both my exposed naked hips with his two hands, steadying my body and leaned down, licking my pubic hair and the outer lips of my vagina with his warm tongue.

I moaned with lust as my dad felt like my brother Josh, gentle and warm. My blood was getting heated and hot for a round of physical vagina sex as I was rewarding my dad for all the nice things that he purchased from me.

I parted my legs into a wider stand, standing on top of my bed mattress.

My dad leaned deeper down into my vagina and used a tongue to penetrate into my wet pussy as my vagina juices started to flow faster down both my legs and into his open mouth. The sweet smell of sex in the air reached my nostrils as I moaned with pleasure.

My dad tightened his grip on both my bare naked hips, pressing and crawling all his fingers over my skin and touched my shirt. He pulled my shirt over my hair and unclasped my bra from around my waist as the clothing items fell down over the bed covers.

I stood fully naked on top of my bed mattress.

My dad grunted with a smirk, wearing a pair of old faded sweat pants, dropping down the pants.

He revealed an elongated penis that was bubbling with mucus on the tip of his dick. He ran both his hands up my ankles to the sides of my naked body, to my armpits, and cut over to my breasts, caressing and messaging them rough and firm, pinching my nipples with a chuckle.

My body shivered with delight and anticipation of the physical sex act with my dad.

My dad grabbed and cuddled my body from the cool bed and into his warm chest, twirling us around over the floor with a chuckle, dropping my naked feet to the cool tile.

I grabbed his elongated dick with my hands, massaging up and down.

My dad chuckled with a grunt and a smirk. "Josh likes this too."

"Yeah."

The penis of my dad grew longer and wide as he chuckled with a grin, watching her hands over his penis. "Josh taught you very well, honey."

I rubbed his elongated dick up and down with my palm. "Yeah."

My dad looked down at his outstretched dick and my playful hands with a smirk and a nod. "Ready, honey?"

"Yeah." I closed my eyelashes, since my dad was going to fuck me as his reward for all the nice things that he did for me.

He was a good provider for me and my brother Josh.

My dad lifted my body off the floor by my waist in the air, placing my wet vagina perpendicular to his elongated and engorged penis. His dick stood straight in line for a good sexual penetration.

He moved my body side to side as his bouncing dick touched the lips of my vagina. "Contact..."

My dad chuckled with a grin, leaning to kiss my lips.

My dad was strong, holding my elevated body underneath one armpit with a hand and placed the other hand around my waist. He jerked forward, pushing his chest into my breasts as his dick injected into my pussy by one fourth of its full length.

"Gawd..." I screamed in pain and pleasure.

My dad grunted with a soft moan, thrusting forward again, shoving his hips into my rib cage as his dick injected one half of its full length.

"Gawd..." I screamed in new pain and pleasure.

My dad grunted with a soft groan and performed a thrusting motion forward again. "Connection..." My dad grinned with a chuckle, holding my body between his biceps as he started to thrust his hard long dick in and out deep and fast without halting.

"Gawd..." I screamed with new pain and pleasure.

My legs were wrapped around his waist. His swirled his hips around and around, creating a new sensitive inside my vagina as he softly groaned. "Honey."

I screamed with my new pain and pleasure. "Fuck me..."

My dad swirled, thrust, and shoved a long hard dick in and out of my wet vagina as he groaned with his new pain and pleasure too.

I screamed in my new pain and pleasure.

The sex action was faster. The sex motion was harder. The sex groans grew louder. The sex screams were piercing.

Our sex juices leaked down from my vagina over our legs, our hips, and my floor.

My dad exploded his hot sperm into my vagina.

I flooded in warmth and hot vagina discharge, shivering and quaking in my lust dance.

My dad grunted with a soft groan with of dirty sex lust too. "Honey..."

I screamed. "Ahh..." Then, I shivered in pleasure.

My dad shivered in lust.

I tensed in delight.

My dad tensed in lust.

I relaxed with a sigh.

My dad relaxed with a sigh too and leaned down and bit my lips open, tongue lashing inside my mouth with force, pulling back with a smirk. "Josh did very well, honey."

"Yeah."

My dad back stepped and removed a small wrinkled up penis that once was a long beautiful dick from my pussy.

I removed my legs from his waist and stood on top of the wet tiles of sex discharge, panting with exhaustion and heavy with my deep thoughts and my shallow breathes.

"Honey." My dad whispered with a grunt into my face.

"Yeah."

"Tomorrow..." My dad kissed my lips and pulled back with a grin and a wink, turning and leaving my bedroom as his sperm dripped and dropped down from my vagina and over the floor.

I had fucked my father to reward him for all the nice things that he gave me, but I was not going to tell my brother Josh.

My brother Josh would not understand my new love for my father. I loved my father. So, if he wanted more rewarding of the nice things, then I would give him more love back with my kisses and my vagina.

Her fucking tale ended as her voice trailed off into silence again.

Ned exploded his sperm into her pussy. This girl was a fucking professional whore at sex. Her stories made him explode every hour. She fucked her father Monday thru Friday in the late afternoon, when her brother was at sport practice and then she fucked her brother on the weekends when her parents were out for the afternoon running errands.

Jetta loved her brother. Josh wanted sex. He wanted her. She wanted to make the men in her life happy. And Ned loved her. He wanted sex. She wanted to make Ned happy too.

As his dream plans were falling into place as Ned continued to build his billionaire empire. And he decided that he needed Jetta too. She was the one fixed constellation in his life, since the first day in Miami. And Nessle didn't want her to leave his bed or his life.

So, Ned married Jett, keeping all the drugs and alcohol on hand, hearing her repetitive fucking ass stories with her brother and her father, bringing out the raw barbaric savage and untamed wilder side of mild-mannered Ned Nessle.

On the second floor inside their bed mattress and satin sheets, he nodded with a smile to her. "Did you like me story?"

She burped out loud from the food and then chuckled. "Yeah."

He reached out and grabbed, sliding the food tray down onto the floor out of his footpath. He reached over and touched, gently massaging both of her naked feet as her smile showed used food particles. He leaned down and then caressed her bony kneecaps, then her naked thighs, and then finally touched her naked breasts with a smile. "I'm ready for your pussy." He leaned over and kissed her lips, then her cheeks, and finally each one of her collar bones with a grin.

She continued to chew and then swallowed the food in silence.

He pulled back with a nod and a smile. "I promise. I will be gentle this round."

She didn't comment and couldn't talk with a mouth of food. She felt much better stronger with the food for new energy and stared at her legally wedded husband.

The male love sex and wanted to fuck her again for a third round of sex.

He leaned down and sucked on two her naked breasts and kissed her lips, then her cheeks, then neck, then shoulders, and finally her lips, pulling back with a smile.

She swallowed the food with a stern face. "Gentle."

"I'll be very gentle. I promise," he massaged both of her breasts and caressed her flat stomach, sliding his finger down in her wet vagina.

She giggled with the sexy reaction.

He tilted a skull with a smirk, "Is that gentle?"

She smiled, shaking her curls.

"Am I good?" He sawed a finger in and out of her vagina.

She smiled, shaking her curls.

He chuckled, thrusting a finger in and out, testing the strength of her pussy and the flow of juices.

And she flowed nicely and as her vagina reacted with painful stretching, creating an entrance opening for his dick, exhaling in pleasure.

He spread her legs apart, leaning down and sucking on her juices with his tongue.

She groaned with pleasure.

He shifted his mouth to her mouth, kissing and playing with her tongue. He played with her breasts and spread her legs open.

She anticipated the penetration of his dick.

His dick was large round and sweating with pleasure. "Gentle," he rubbed the tip of his penis to the wet lips of her vagina, slowly penetrating the tip in her vagina with no pain.

She groaned in pain.

He increased the depth with his expanded dick slowly and gently. She sounded with a moan. He pressed and fully penetrated without any movement. She sounded with a groan of pleasure. He gently moved in and out.

He moved in and out.

She screamed with pain.

His motion was a tender and smooth fucking action with a steady stroke.

She smiled with pleasure and hit her climax exploding with lust, quivering with passion and tilted her skull back, yelling. "Gawd!"

He hit his climax also coming and then tensed shivering with the third orgasm. He pulled out a flat dick from her wet vagina, winking at her. "You're a sexy wife, honey," he leaned down and kissed her lips for a few seconds.

By the end of their first year of wedded marriage, she was a good wife, who screamed out loud during each sex act, rotating into a different sex position for her legally wedded husband.

She loved his finger fucking ritual that warmed her cold body, before the first night's sex act.

Her vagina pain always subsided after his third thrust of an elongated dick.

She was lying on her back spine and tied by her ankles to the cold metal examination table.

He always smiled with a pair of dancing eyeballs into her face.

Inside the master bedroom, he slid off the bed mattress with a smile, staring at her.

She continued to rest on the back spine inside wet bed linens again.

He scooted around the edge of the bed mattress and then scooped up the food tray, spinning around with a smile. "I'm taking the food tray down into the kitchen. I'll be back shortly. But in the meantime, you stay warmed up for me and my dick, honey," he moved ahead and stopped in front of the built-in wall unit, reaching out, flipping the switch.

A musical song played with a classical tone and echoed inside the bedroom.

"Relax your mind and your body, honey!" he exited the master bedroom with a grin.

The door slammed shut.

10:10:10 am

Hot temperatures with bright sunshine outside

Inside cool air conditioned master bedroom

Second floor level

She continued to rest on top of the bed mattress and stared at the closed bedroom door with a stern face in silence and as her mind absorbed the soft steady music. She turned and stared at the time clock, seeing 10:10 am.

Her body, not her mind had fucked for three hours. She didn't know if her body could perform any more sex fucks this morning.

After they married two years and six months ago, today was their semi-six-month wedding anniversary before their three-year wedding celebration this year.

She had received a new sports car from her legally wedded husband as a wedding gift while making all of her co-worker and close girlfriend jealous with envy of green.

She was a beautiful woman around thirty years old possessing a head of long blond hair, a pair of blue eyes, a set of long legs, a tiny waist without a set of 36DD large breasts. Her naked breasts were not double DDs, but a set of nice tits.

Her legally married husband told her every night during their fucking event.

She continued to stare at the clock on top of her personal nightstand which turned into 10:11 am, leaning down, resting on top of the wet red tinted satin sheet and exhaled with sleep from the previous three sex acts.

She closed her eyelashes dropping down into a deep sleep and as her mind wandered into a dream state.

The master bedroom door slammed door again.

A young, tall, sexy, beautiful woman entered the master bedroom possessing a head of long blonde colored hair, a pair of blue eyes, a set of long legs, a tiny waist and a pair of 36DD large breasts. All her girly features were hidden underneath a pink tinted furry bathrobe.

She slowly entered the master bedroom in grace and elegance strolling toward the older female on top of the bed mattress. She stopped at the edge of the red tinted bed linens and leaned down, offering a warm naked hand with trimmed fingernails and a sweet smile. "Hello, it is nice to finally meet you in person. I am your Dream Woman. You are my Sexy Girl. I see you all the time here."

The older female on top of the bed mattress stared with a giggle and a nod to her Dream Woman, whispering with a meek voice. "Hello, my Dream Woman! I see you all the time here too. It is nice to meet you in person too. I am your Sexy Girl."

Dream Woman released the warm hand on the Sexy Girl and nodded with a smile. "Excellent, my Sexy Girl! Should we start our fun entertainment for the evening? Slide off the bed mattress and follow me this way please."

Sexy Girl slide off the bed mattress with a smile and a giggle and stood upright her nakedness on top of the wooden floor inside the master bedroom. She reached over and grabbed the ratty blue tinted bathrobe, slipping over her nakedness with a smile.

Dream Woman reached out and grabbed onto Sexy Girl's forearm, folding both arms as their bodies touched very close.

They moved ahead side by side, bumping into each other with a set of giggles

Dream Woman smiled with a nod and pointed at a standing lounge chair in yellow hue near the open bedroom window, where a ray of bright sunshine burned the wooden floor. "Have a seat here, darling."

Sexy Girl stopped and spun around, sliding down into the thick padded chair.

"This is much more comfortable upright than the soggy bed mattress. Don't you agree with me my Sexy Girl?"

The classic song bombarded the master bedroom with a set of soft violin musical notes.

Inside the chair, Sexy Girl nodded with a smile inside the lounge chair with a tilted head rest.

"Now, get comfortable, Sexy Girl. Do you want something cold to drink, darling?" Dream Woman smiled.

"No, my Dream Woman." She continued to sit and smile at her Dream Woman.

Dream Woman knelt down on the floor with her head even with Sexy Girl's breasts, saying with a smile and a nod. "You're very pretty, Sexy Girl."

"Thank you, Dream Woman." She stared at Dream Woman's blue eyes.

Dream Woman reached out and touched the Sexy Girl's blond hair at the temple with her hand, stroking it down to the end tips, giggling and placing both her hands on the side of Sexy Girl's face gently. "And you are a very pretty girl, my Sexy Girl."

"Thank you, Dream Woman." She smiled.

"For the rest of the daylight hours, I'll perform the hard work, while you watch me." Dream Woman nodded.

"Yes, my Dream Woman." She smiled.

"I want you to close your eyes and relax. Enjoy this." Dream Woman said with a smile and a nod.

Sexy Girl closed her eyelashes, leaning her skull on the head rest, letting the classic music absorb into her mind.

Dream Woman's pair of warm hands touched the face on Sexy Girl. Dream Woman's soft lips touched the lips on Sexy Girl as Dream Woman giggled.

Sexy Girl opened her eyelashes.

Dream Woman said with a smile and a whisper. "Relax, darling. I'm going to do all the hard work here."

Sexy Girl watched.

Dream Woman kissed on Sexy Girl's closed lips, pulling back with a smile. "Open your mouth."

Sexy Girl parted her lips.

Dream Woman licked the opening of Sexy Girl's mouth, forcing Sexy Girl's lips wider apart. She was licking Sexy Girl's lips and kissing them. Dream Woman's lips were so soft. Dream Woman's touch was so tender. Her kisses were light and airy, not like a man's kiss.

A male kiss was thrusts of sex, hot passion, and lust.

Her kisses were small, soft, and light.

Sexy Girl sounded with a groan and liking another woman who kissed her.

Dream Woman shifted both her hands from Sexy Girl's cheeks and ripped open the front of the ratty blue tinted bathrobe on Sexy Girl, leaning down and kissing Sexy Girl's lips.

Sexy Girl leaned back and relaxed, enjoying the sex lust, closing her eyelashes.

Dream Woman reached down and spread open the bathroom open more, revealing both naked breasts on Sexy Girl.

Sexy Girl had no choice and enjoyed the new choice, feeling the hands on Dream Woman touch her naked small rounded tits.

Dream Woman slowly and tenderly with a set of small slender fingers touching both of Sexy Girl's soft breasts with her warm fingers.

Sexy Girl sounded with a groan.

Dream Woman giggled and massaged Sexy Girl's breasts up, down, and round vigorously as she shifted her mouth to Sexy Girl's lips, kissing the chin, the throat, and the neck with her hot lips.

Sexy Girl's juices started flowing in her panties. Her vagina started aching with pain. Her pussy was growing developing an entrance hole. Her pussy was being tricked into thinking that her legally married husband was going to enter her vagina for a nightly fucking. Sexy Girl sounded with a moaned of lust and pleasure, loving this too.

Dream Woman's touch was so soft and firm teasing, biting, and caressing each breast on Sexy Girl.

A woman understood the breasts. The tits were indestructible and made of fat, muscle, and nerves.

Dream Woman squeezed, released, massaged, patted, pulled and pushed both of Sexy Girl's breasts.

"O gawd!" Sexy Girl whispered with lust, sensations, and pleasure.

Dream Woman kissed and licked Sexy Girl's neck and ears, slowly painstaking moving her soft lips to Sexy Girl's breasts.

Sexy Girl sounded with a groan. "Lick me. Suck me." Her juices were hotly flooding in her panties.

Dream Woman halted with her body playing and her hands.

Sexy Girl panted for air, whispering. "More. Gawd."

Dream Woman stripped Sexy Girl of her clothing as Sexy Girl's hot fluid poured out from her pussy on the blanket in the chair. The lounge chair was covered in a thick sheet of white.

Dream Woman opened Sexy Girl's bare legs wide and dunk her mouth to Sexy Girl's pussy, biting and licking the lips of Sexy Girl's vagina.

Sexy Girl screamed in lust and pleasure.

Dream Woman sucked and gorged on the flowing white juices, using her delicate tongue to lick and to clean every drop of vaginal discharge between Sexy Girl's legs and licking her tongue down the inside of Sexy Girl's inner thigh.

"Gawd!" Sexy Girl screamed, smiling with lust

Dream Woman ripped off her furry pink tinted bathrobe, flinging her naked body on top of a naked Sexy Girl as the weight fooled Sexy Girl's body into shivering and quaking while thinking of her legally married husband.

Sexy Girl's juices started to flow again and as her vagina was enlarging for the penetration of a penis.

Dream Woman bit into Sexy Girl's breast with her teeth, grabbing a mouth full of tit, including the nipple. Her tongue was tickling Sexy Girl's nipple up and down and released.

Sexy Girl screamed with lust and pain.

Dream Woman bit into Sexy Girl's other naked breast engulfing both the tit and the nipple.

"Gawd!" Sexy Girl yelled. "Bite me. Lick me. Suck me. Fuck me," she was lost in the raw sensations of pleasures and delights of sex.

Dream Woman lifted up and tilted Sexy Girl's pelvis and jammed something in the hole of Sexy Girl's vagina.

"O gawd!" Sexy Girl screamed from the intense pain, opening her eyelashes, focusing on her pussy.

Dream Woman had stabbed a device into the vagina and removed the devise, a mechanic plastic dick five inches long and an inch circle. "My dick!" She smiled.

Sexy Girl giggled.

Dream Woman re-placed the plastic toy designed like a male's penis at the tip of Sexy Girl's vagina very gently, moving the tiny round plastic tip up and down inside Sexy Girl's vagina for a second time.

Sexy Girl's sensations flooded with raw and barbaric emotions and as her juices flooded the white linen sheet again. Her vagina did not care it was plastic dick. "Fuck me," Sexy Girl screamed.

Dream Woman jabbed the toy penis hard in Sexy Girl's aching pussy.

"Gawd!" Sexy Girl yelled.

Dream Woman jerked her hand back and forth, in and out, side to side deep and light.

Sexy Girl's discharge flowed onto the plastic dick, into Dream Woman's hands, and onto the blanket. Her vagina convoluted in a spasm from the forced entrance with the rough fucking motion of Dream Woman's hand. The sex sensation was raw and pure as Sexy Girl's body exploded. Her mind shook while her legs quivered and her arms went numb.

Dream Woman removed the toy from Sexy Girl's vagina.

Sexy Girl spread her legs.

Dream Woman leaned down and sucked the sweet flowing juices to her mouth, licking with her tongue, sucking with her lips, pressing Sexy Girl's abdomen down with her left hand for more nutritional nourishment of Sexy Girl's sex discharge.

Sexy Girl groaned then moaned, breathing heavy and feeling tired and exhausted from the lustful sex act.

Dream Woman finished cleaning Sexy Girl's wet vagina and blonde tinted pubic hairs, going all the way down to her inner thighs and almost up to her knees.

Sexy Girl yawned with sleep while remembering the music in the background of Dream Woman's sex act, falling asleep inside the lounge chair.

The bedroom door opened with a loud boom.

She awoke on top of the wet red tinted bed linens while feeling tired, dirty, and nasty from her weird dream, where she had been fucked by another woman, not her legally wedded husband.

And she had enjoyed the fucking dream while being fucked by another woman, who had been named as Dream Woman which made her a lesbian now.

No. She loved guys, not girls.

In her dream, Dream Woman was a lesbian whore, who had fucked her vagina with a plastic toy penis and then licked her wet pussy with the Dream Woman's tongue. And Dream Woman's kisses had been so tender too.

She turned and stared at the yellow tinted lounge chair that had been in her weird dream also, frowning at the same bedroom window of bright sunlight and then the time: 11:01:01 am.

The day was wasting away and showed numerous rays of bright sunlight on top of the wooden floor.

She turned and stared at her legally married husband while deciding not to tell her weird dream to her legally married husband.

He strutted ahead with a wicked smirk. "Well, how was your sleeping rest?"

She sat upright on top of the bed mattress and wiped off her wet lips, wearing a fake smile. "Well, I still feel tired."

He chewed the food with a smile.

She sipped and swallowed the cold beverage, smiling at him. "I enjoyed your incest fuck story. Allow me to entertain you and your dick with a different fuck story! I promise you'll enjoy the story. When I was in college, there was a society house that was very, very naught. This is the fairy tale of belle Emma and her beau Stan.

Emma sat inside an ugly floral sofa that belonged inside a clown museum, where a peachy-beige background splattered with hundreds of hand-sized flowers of red, yellow, blue, pink, orange, and blue while tickling a set of green curvy leaves around each other like a batch of gay plants. The busy sofa overpowered her pretty antebellum dress of pink rayon that was decorated with fourteen rows of tiny half-an-inch pink ruffles, coming down from the velvet pink belted waist, puddling over the floor.

The skirt expanded almost toward both edges of the sofa armrests as she wore a set of three crinolines that widened the pink fabric, making her look like a pretty pink princess.

She straightened a set of pearls around the forehead with a gloved hand which was attached to her curled ponytail in the rear of the skull. Then, she double-checked each pearl earring, then the pearl choker around a swan neck, making certain they were pretty like her. She reached up and yanked each glove back to the elbow with a smile at the other nervous belles, waiting on their beau, too.

Her college girlfriend had left the ballroom with a nice-looking but ill-mannered beau.

Emma heard a set of cowboy boots march over the wooden Dogtrot breezeway where the new beau was escorted by Jocelyn. She stared at the empty archway, hoping this was her beau.

They appeared and stood inside the archway with a smile.

He wore a smile of good teeth, a nicely suntanned face and body, standing up at six feet and three inches while displaying a cropped head of dark auburn curly hair, wearing a red colored T-shirt which was outlined in a set of rippled muscles, a pair of faded blue jeans that showed off a pair of narrow hips with a red colored alligator belt, and a pair of red, white, and blue flames on red alligator cowboy boots.

Jocelyn held onto the arm of the new beau with a smile. "Beau, meet our lovely belles. Go and find your girl!"

The beau swiftly charged toward the side wall, where a set of three sofas contained only two belles that held a smiling queen-sized Tyleigh and a beautiful queen-sized Bethel. He slowly toured each body, turning to the side, studying pretty Naomi, lovely Peyton, and cute Zoey.

Then, he swiftly moved away from the second section of sofas and swung to face Emma with a smile.

She smiled back at him.

He advanced ahead to her sofa and stopped, holding out an arm for a proper belle escort.

Emma leaped from the sofa and hit his body with a giggle. He quickly back stepped from her attacked and dropped down the arm in stunned surprised of her non-belle behavior.

Next, he gingerly lifted up and extended the arm again like a proper southern beau.

Emma displayed a blush in pink hue and gently reached out, touching his arm with a nod.

They swung around to face the open archway.

Emma waddled without tripping over the long dress hem in the pair of four inches of summer sandals, turning with a smile to see his nose profile. "I'm Emma."

"Stan." He stared at the open archway and moved pass Jocelyn with a smile and nod.

Jocelyn smiled at the nose profile of Emma and Stan, the man. "Have lots of fun, tonight, kids!"

They moved through the archway and left the ballroom, turning to face the front porch, slowly moving down the cool breezeway.

Her hand was wrapped loosely around his naked arm and as she smiled at his nose profile. "Do I know your daddy?"

"Maybe," he continued to move ahead and passed the library, staring with a smile into the darkness of the front porch.

She giggled into his nose profile. "Do I know your mama?"

"Maybe," he continued to move ahead and passed the belle parlor room. They slowly turned to the side and strolled in front of the belle parlor room windows on the front porch, strolling toward her bedroom inside the belle wing.

She continued to hold his arm and stared at his nose profile with a smile. "Do you live here in Bama?"

"Maybe," he continued to stroll ahead and turned, moving down the side of the main building, staring with a smile into the darkness of the night.

She grinned at his nose profile. "You have a southern accent. So, do you live in a different southern state?"

"Maybe," he continued to move ahead and stared with a smile into the darkness of the night.

"I like you, Stan. Do you like me?"

"Maybe," he stopped and turned to face a double wide open archway that displayed a tall grand staircase with a smile.

She reached down and gathered, jerking the fabric of the dress hem and showed off her a pair of cute naked legs, slowly climbing onto the first step of the staircase with a puzzled brow. "Maybe! Do you like me or not? I found that you are very secretive, Stan."

He exhaled with a puff of annoyance and continued to climb the staircase of six stories while looking down at each step with a confused brow. "Emma, I understand that you and I are not supposed to be discussing our private lives with each other for certain reasons. Am I wrong?"

"No." She gasped with alarm without tripping over the dress or the sandals, pointing at the private bedroom on the side, since she had not remembered. There was to be no contact information exchange, only sex exchange. So, she would have to be satisfied with that.

On the outside of the private bedroom of Emma, Stan stopped on the staircase and released her arm, reaching out and opened the door for the beau with a smile and a nod in silence.

She pranced inside with a smile and gracefully shifted toward the entertainment center, elegantly swinging around in excitement and beauty, since she was worth two hundred dollars of beauty, where Jocelyn had collected the money on the front porch a few minutes ago.

He moved ahead and stopped, standing in front of the cute bedcover, reaching out and partially folded the bedcover away from the headboard while exposing a set of matching set of pink satin sheets on the two twin pillows for the evening fuck fest.

She continued to stand in front of the entertainment center and watched him with a giggle and then a growl for some immediate jungle play time with her beau.

He reached out and tenderly rubbed the soft bed linens between the fingers with a smile and a nod. "This bedroom arrangement displays a nice bed style. Your pink ruffles match your pink dress too. Did you plot that just for me?" He spun around with a wink to see her.

She produced a blush in hot pink color while thinking about their upcoming first of ten fuck fests each Friday night to raise money to save her society house and shrugged a bare honey tinted collar bone with angel innocence, since she was an 'earth' angle of teen innocent.

Emma slowly reached down and plucked off an elbow glove like a professional stripper, dropping the item down to the floor with a giggle and a grin of teenly innocence.

He continued to stand at the bed frame and reached out, touching the cherry tinted wooden bed posts that complimented the pink hue of the bed linens.

She gracefully removed the other elbow glove and tossed the item onto the flooring with a giggle and a grin again. "I love pink. My favorite color..."

He spun around with a smile and slowly advanced to her with a nod in silence.

She stepped out of one of the summer sandals and gently scooted the item across the floor from her body.

He stopped and squatted down, reaching out and grabbed, lifting the sandal into a face with a smile. "An excellent shoe designer and the style of your summer sandals are cute, to boot. I like the color that you had chosen for your dressing assemble, a soft baby pink. The coloring matches your honey blonde hair and skin tone perfectly like a painted portrait."

She lifted up a leg for him to see each naked leg and reached down, nosily dropping off the other designer sandal from a naked foot, reaching up and jerked off the pink velvet belt while disturbing the creation of a pretty antebellum dress.

Stan stood upright with a wink and a smile, moving closer to her, stopping and stood in front of Emma, reaching out and touched the rows of pink ruffles on the skirt with one hand while holding her sandal in the cupped palm with a grin in silence.

She giggled with a smile. "Thank you, Stan!"

He rubbed two fingers over the soft ruffles with a smile at the long dress, staring at the matching sandal and then the matching dress numerous times. "Your antebellum dress matches beautifully the fabric on the sandal also. It is an exact perfect shade of pink."

"The sandals were dyed that specific color, candy pinky-pink." she nodded with a giggle.

He continued to rub the ruffles with a smile and a nod. "Brilliant! Your belle assembly is lovely, attractive while complimenting you and the entire bedroom."

She smiled. "Thank you, Stan!"

Stan continued to rub the dress and wore his T-shirt and a set of rippling of muscles that outlined a group of taunt deltoids biceps down to the triceps and further down to eight-packed abs that came from the morning and afternoon workouts. He continued to wear the pair of faded jeans and a set of cowboy boots.

She dropped the neckline of the dress and exposed a pair of honey colored naked breasts, going all the way down to her throng that only covered her honey tinted body and as her eyelashes flirted at his eyelids like she was an innocent virgin. She was an innocent teen virgin.

He released the dress and shoe as the shoe dropped down with a loud boom onto the wooden floor. He looked up with a smile. "You're a lovely sight for eyes, Emma."

She reached back and pulled off the golden tinted hair band that held the ponytail of matching honey golden hair. He reached out and extended an open palm for the item. She reached out and gently placed the gold band down into his palm with a giggle while continuing to undress the other jewelry pieces from a body. She removed and placed each pink pearl gem stone item into his open palm as he examined each jewelry item with a smile. Emma removed the pink pearl choker and placed into both palms with the other jewelry items with a grin. He touched and examined the delicate texture of the smooth pink colored pearls. Her loose hair fell over a collar bone and down to the waistline and as a pair of naked nipples played a set of peek-a-boo through the thick strands of my golden honey hair.

He touched with a smile each gem stone. "Even all your gems match your furnishings and your clothes, you are all colored-coded, Emma."

She nodded in both curls and breasts with a grin from excitement and anticipation of their first of fuck fest with him. "Yes, I am."

He looked up with a smile to see Emma and leaned over, cautiously reaching around her semi-naked body, gently placing each piece of pink pearl jewelry on either side of her arms. Then, he carefully reached out and moved each cable line away from the new seventy inched plasma television away from the entanglement of cords that was located behind her back spine without tickling her rear nakedness.

She felt both his arms and his hands maneuver around her body while standing completely honey colored nude for a picking, a plucking, and finally a fucking. She formed a pout of the lips for her first ever boy-kiss of their shared beau-belle fuck.

He slid backward from Emma without any single hand flirt and looked down at her pink puffy antebellum dress that gathered around her pair of naked feet.

Emma followed his eyelids to see her naked feet too. She couldn't fuck with the dress on, so she lifted a foot into the air and then the other foot, moving out of the heap of pink with a giggle.

He squatted down and gathered a pile of pink fabric swiftly standing and slowly pondering where to dump the lump of rayon.

She reached down and shifted off the girly throng as it landed on top of the floor. She reached over and rubbed her vagina with a smile and a wink at his face. "This is my flower that is ready for a picking, a pruning, or a plucking by you, Stan," she formed a put of the lips for her first ever boy-kiss with the big hint, since Stan must be one of these dense cowboys that her girlfriend Chloe had warned all the beaus about during the daily and nightly belle masturbation fuck sessions inside the ballroom. She sweetly encouraged him to begin their first Fuck Fest, where the term had been coined by Chloe, since the night was not holding for the sex show.

"That is a nice name." He turned and scanned the closed wardrobe closet, then the closed bathroom door, then the dirty wooden floor, and finally the brown fake leather settee.

The settee like the numerous pieces of wood or chrome or marble furniture elegantly clashed with the pink bedcover inside the bedroom which was like all other belle bedrooms throughout the society house. He continued to turn and scan the contents of the room with a puzzled brow. There was a freckle-looking fake beige granite armoire which held her clothes and a black painted-metal office desk with a slender black laptop that accessed all academic on-line college classes from Birmingham University.

Emma desired a kiss, a touch, or an attack from Stan to start the nightly love lust.

He continued to scan the room with a puzzled brow and held the pink dress in both arms. "I have never understood why all the furniture pieces do not match. This is a historical building in Alabama with some nicely fine furnishings along with modern trashy junk," He spun around to see her with a smile. "Do you know the answer, Emma?"

"No," she moved ahead with a puff of frustration and scooted around his stationary tallness, strolling in total nakedness toward the bed frame with the set of pink tinted bed linens, stopping, standing in front of the bed mattress. She reached over and violently ripped off the pretty pink bedcover, jerking off the top bed linen also as both items dropped over the edge of the bed and the hit the floor. She reached down and grabbed the pink rose from the pillow with a smile, swinging around to see his back spine with a confused brown in silence.

Stan was moving the furniture around her room, stealing the desk chair out from the desk table, rolling it across the wood and planted the chair in front of the closed doors of the big entertainment center. He moved around the chair and stopped, standing in front of the closed door, opening up the middle cabinet which revealed a seventy inched plasma television.

He reached out and parted the two side cabinets which revealed her electronic computer game box of virtual electronic fun activities, back stepping and sat down an ass in the desk chair. He lifted a leg into the air and jerked off one cowboy boot and then duplicated the motion, placing both boots on the side of the chair.

He wore a pair of white colored socks, a tight red shirt, and a pair of faded jeans with a smile, leaning a face, two hands, and a torso toward the entertainment center, snatching up the keyboard that was physically attached to the plasma screen with a nod in silence.

Emma would play an electronic card game while listening to the boring on-line college educational sessions in her room at night, so the electronic game box was operational and functional.

Stan pulled out the third nested drawer from entertainment center that held her dressing clothes and propped the both foot soles onto the edge of the thick wood which acted like a foot stool to hold the keyboard on top of a pair of kneecaps. Then the room filled with a set of new electronic sounds of beep, ping, and ding which began the new activation sequence of a new electronic game on the television screen.

Emma continued to stand beside the bed with the rose with a deep sigh of frustration, confusion, and finally fighting fury and moved ahead with a sour frown, since this beau was really stupid about a kiss, a fuck, and the sex thing. She stopped at his nose profile and stood in place, parting the legs and tossed back a skull, closing the eyelashes, dreaming of their first of Fuck Fest."

She lifted up and slowly dragged the set of soft petals of the flower down the crown of her forehead, between the two eye sockets, down the nose tip, down the parted lips, down to the chin and finally stopped between the breasts which tickled her skin with a giggle of the soft sensation.

She moved the rose down between the ribs, down to the waist, down to the belly button, and finally wiggled the soft petals of the rose into the honey colored pubic hairs, saying with a smile, "Stan..."

He continued to play with two eyeballs, two eardrums, two hands, and ten finger pads on her electronic computer game box, whispering up into her eardrums. "Shh! I got a secret."

She squatted down with a smile and leaned over into his nose profile in silence. He continued to play an intergalactic space ship war game as commander of the warship with a smile in silence and as the game sounded with a set of soft beeps and loud whistles.

"Tell, tell!" She smiled with excited and lusty anticipation.

He punched the guiding stick side to side on the computer keyboard while flying a space ship into the moon. The space ship exploded into an array of prettily red, blue, and yellow plumes of smoke. "I'll tell you, but it's a secret."

"Tell, tell!" She leaned closer into his eardrum with a smile of excitement and lusty anticipation of her first fuck with a boy.

"I'll tell you, but you must promise to keep it a secret." He wiggled the joy stick side to side with a chuckle and blasted a third enemy alien ship on the television screen.

"Tell, tell!" She leaned into his cheekbone while desiring to kiss his pretty face.

He blasted a fifth enemy alien ship and continued to stare with a smile and a whisper at the television screen. "My name is not Stan, the man."

She understood the new game and smiled with a nod. "O. So, you want to do a role play character with me. That's fine. I've heard of that sex fun. I want to be a fairy princess. But, you can call me, princess. So, what is your new name gonna be, big boy?"

He continued to play on the television screen with a smile. "I can't tell you that, Princess Emma. But, I can tell you this. I like to role play with boys, only."

She jerked back with a puzzled brow and stared at his cheekbone. "I like to role play with boys, only. What the fuck does that mean, not Stan, the man?"

He ignored her beauty nakedness and continued to play on the electronic game box with a smile and a nod that was hooked up into the seventy inched plasma television in silence.

Her neurons worked in overtime and pondered the remark from her beau and as she gasped in total shock. "You're gay."

He continued to play with a smile and a nod at the intergalactic war game. "I like to role play with boys only usually means that I'm gay. So, I don't like to role play with girls, ever."

"Gawd! Why are you here with me then?" She snarled with ferocious fury and fight, because Emma was not getting the first Fuck Fest ever.

He flew the space ship on the computer screen with a frown. "Asshole Gerrit made me do it."

She frowned with confusion at her beau. "Do it! What did asshole Gerrit make you do, not Stan, the man?"

"Asshole Gerrit made me come here to see you, a girl. I'm supposed to pretend to be a badass boy who is nicknamed, Stan, the man, instead of a nice gentle man, who is un-named. But, I did give my money freely to the lost cause of Antebellum House, so you should be hundred fully satisfied with that honored agreement, Princess Emma," chuckling.

She dropped open a mouth in shock and slowly stood upright from the floor with a sour frown, swiftly back stepped and scooted her beau, dashing ahead toward the open bathroom and away from her non-beau.

She entered the bathroom and stopped, standing in front of the bathroom counter, reaching out and rattled the brown tinted paper bag like an angry snake, withdrawing the used and abused rubber male penis which was measured at two inches in diameter and seven inches long Emma had purchased a new one inside a sex store in downtown Birmingham on Sunday afternoon after church while tagging along with her girlfriend Chloe.

She reached out and grabbed a gob of vaginal jelly from the open container on two fingers, reaching down and carefully rubbed the gel up, down, and sideways from the tip down to the base of the new rubber penis.

She spun around with an angry face to face the archway and exited the bathroom, moving ahead pass her beau toward the bed mattress, since she planned to fuck her vagina while producing a set of multiple sexual orgasms, until Emma passed out from exhaustion.

On top of their shared bed, he swallowed the food with a laugh. "That was a great sexy tale and tail and ass story. Now, I pumped and refreshed as well after eating a healthy meal. Let's fuck!"

"Of course," she exhaled.

He climbed onto the bed mattress and stopped, staring down her naked body. he leaned backward and grabbed a set of two leather bands, typing the band around her naked ankle bone that was attached to the footboard. A pair of leather band was used to hold her legs part and in place for the thrusting his penis into her uterus.

She slid both her arms over her head and held onto a metal bar as the bar helped hold her body in place during the thrust dick action.

He leaned over and then wrapped a new set of leather bands around her two bone wrists while securing her wrists.

She grunted with surprise.

He sat back on his kneecaps with a wicked grin in her face. "I'm going too lubricant your dry vagina before our fuck. You have been sleeping and did not get your body warmed up for my dick. So, your uterus is very dry."

She didn't move while learning not to talk back and just be quiet getting it over with, closing her eyelashes. She hated being tied like a slave girl but his tit message and his finger fuck eased some of her worried tensions.

He grunted and rubbed her breasts with his bare hands. She heard his grunt and opened her eyelashes. His white penis waved at her. She exhaled with more entertainment of the morning.

He shoved two of his dry fingers down into her dry pussy, rubbing her up, down, and sideways as her juices started to flow. "You are a quick one, today," he smirked.

Her body was being tricked, not her eyes. She struggled with both set of leather straps as her body was trapped on top of the bed mattress.

"Relax, honey!" he studied her pussy as the man drooled breathing deeply and heavy, enjoying this.

She yanked on the leather strips around her wrists, too strong. She pulled on the leather bands tied around her ankles, too tight.

He moved his elongated inflated fluid dripping dick closer to her enlarged pussy from his vagina petting.

Her body was ready. Her nose recognized the odor of sex. Her breasts were tingling with a new sensation of penetration. Her legs quivered with fear, struggling against him not fast enough.

"Relax, honey!" he said with a wicked smirk, viewing his dick as his penis edged the tip to her vagina. He caressed the vagina's lips up and down with the tip of penis, lubricating the small and tender area.

She screamed out loud while struggling to get free.

"You're a great wife! Scream and shout out loud for me again, honey," he penetrated the tip as her pussy sucked in the rest of his five inched little penis. Then he pushed hard in and stopped. His organ was fully penetrated in her pussy. He exhaled with passion.

She screamed and struggled in the leather straps.

"Good wife! Scream, again, honey!" He closed his eyelids, bending at kneecaps and thrusting hard.

She felt the tip of his dick as it hit her ovaries. she screamed.

He drove harder into her ovaries.

She screamed.

He punched in for a third time as she screamed. Wingo withdrew his dick from her pussy, titling a skull while drooling a tongue of mouth spit down from the tight lips. He breathed deeper, smiling and staring up into the ceiling. Then, Wingo punched his dick deeper in her vagina as his tip hit the ovaries again.

She screamed with pain.

He exhaled, smirking with passion, withdrawing his dick and his dick completely crinkled to a lazy worm acting like an old of seventy years of age as he was in the prime lust of his life.

He hit his orgasm climax and came during one of the last thrusts with both satisfaction and pleasure, smiling with an evil laugh down at her. He continued to pump out his heated sperm into her wet vagina, slowly thrusting in and out with a set of loud grunts into her wet slimy mucus pussy with his dripping sperm.

She screamed out loud from his powerful penis fucking and the pain from his enlarged dick which hit her ovaries over and over again with his brute man-force.

He pulled out a shrinking wet dick with a chuckle and a wink at her. "Woo! I'm done and tired too. That fuck was great. You're a sexy wife, honey," he reached down and untied the bands and strips from her two wrist and ankle bone with a smile, sliding off the bed mattress, standing on top of the wooden floor. "I'm going to get refreshed for our next sex act. You should get refreshed also." He entered the lavatory and slammed the door with a loud boom for his privacy.

Inside the bed mattress, she slid off the bed and stood upright on top of the wooden floor in her nakedness, exhaling with exhaustion. She turned and stared at the clock on top of her personal nightstand, seeing 11:11:55 pm.

The hour was her lunch time.

If she had been at her work job, then she would be eating the lunch meal with numerous co-workers while listening to their personal and family problem. She wished that she was at her work job and bored to tears with her co-workers.

She slowly moved ahead with soreness and entered the second lavatory performing a clean-up job on her biological body from numerous sex acts with her legally married husband.

The second bathroom door closed shut.

12:33:22 pm

Hot temperatures with bright sunshine outside

Cold air conditioning master bedroom

Second floor level location

The second bathroom door slid open.

She stood inside the open archway and looked down with a gasp at the objects down on top of the floor. She heard a pair of cowboy boots that sounded in a march of heavy steps slowly coming up the staircase.

It was their sexy role playing time which usually occurred at nighttime. However, they had skipped their respectively work jobs this morning and were having fun fucking for the rest of the daylight hours.

During their sexy role play time, each one dressed in a specific role play costume and answered to a role play name.

She reached down and gathered up the clothes, moving back into the bathroom, closing the door. She had get dressed into her role play costume.

A few minutes later, she opened the second bathroom door for a second time and wore a smile of happiness, giggling inside a tight throat of giddiness, studiously watching the open archway inside the master bedroom.

She wore her long hair in a bun with hair pins and a red tinted shell of a fluffy plantation dress on top of a red tinted crinoline over a pair of red tinted tongs with a pair of matching red tinted fashion high heeled sandals as a flaming red whore-girl.

She tilted a skull slightly to the right with curiosity and her whore ambition, bouncing up and down the pair of high heeled fashion sandals with extreme excitement, hearing his footfalls on the empty staircase.

Then he appeared and stood inside the open archway with a smile.

She moved ahead from the archway of the bathroom and stopped, standing in front of him, flirting with a giggle like a real whore with her cute guy, who stood tall at six feet and four inches.

Inside the bedroom archway, he wore a pair of orange colored ostrich leather cowboy boots which was the softest animal leather to break over a set of tender ten naked toe bones that displayed a distinctive pattern of bumps or quills in rich black hues. The orange quills encircled each boot foot.

He wore a white tinted shirt over a body of total nakedness which was outlined a set of nice deltoids, biceps, and triceps in glowing pale skin and a smiling face.

She felt heated and lusty dirtiness within her adult hormones of pleasure with her real legally married husband. Her sandals nervously bounced up and down underneath the red tinted long shell on the fake plantation gown.

She grinned so wide that both of her cheekbones were going to split apart and bleed red blood over the fake role play antebellum dress. He extended an arm to her as a good southern gentleman. She reached out and grabbed his naked bicep.

He cuddled her into a naked hard chest.

She giggled with a grin into his handsome face, "Hi! I'm Whore."

He leaned down and whispered into her eardrum. "You're beautiful. I'm Whore-man by the way." He rubbed a soft shaven face into her cheekbone, chuckling with man-excitement.

"Thank you, Whore-man!" She whispered with a smile.

They slowly moved ahead toward the newly decorated bed frame.

He turned and smiled at her. "Your whore dress is pretty. I always enjoy complimenting the entire girl from her hair roots down to her toe nails. You are all feisty blood red today."

"Thank you, Whore-man! I think your very handsome too. I like your boots," she nervously giggled with a smile.

"I feel like I'm going on a blind date, but not blind. I mean, I've never been on a completely blind date. Since I had somewhere met the girl that I took on a planned date before at a party. This is very different but very exciting and kinda sexy like you. You're very sexy, Whore."

She bowed down a chin into the naked neckline with a pair of pink tinted blushing cheekbones. "Thanks, Whore-man."

He almost kissed her cheekbone with his words and his actions. "I don't know nothing about you. I want to know a lot about you like your interests, your hobbies."

"Not fucking!" She stopped with a laugh and stood in front the same old bed frame. However, the top of the bed had been covered with a red tinted bed spread that puddled down onto the wooden floor.

He released her arm and turned, moving ahead toward the stereo system, stopping. He changed out the musical disc with a smile. "I like to hear country music only."

A new song with musical notes from both fiddles and guitars echoed throughout the master bedroom.

She had dreamed of the opening show for her legally married husband as whore strip tease act. She moved ahead and stopped, spinning around in a half-circle with a giggle to face him, flinging out one of the red tinted fashion sandals from the foot. The sandal soared through the air waves and landed near the near the wall of entrance doorway.

She flicked the other sandal sideways toward the other side of the entranceway door. The sandal sailed through the air and landed, bouncing up and down near the bottom of the clothing armoire that held some of her personal clothing items.

He spun around with a smile and stood in place, sliding away from each flying weapon, enjoying the show with a chuckle to her, "I like that too."

She reached down with a giggle and gently loosely the red satin belt from the waistline while breathing freely while trying to look sexy in a fake grown tossed the cloth belt into the air. The belt soared into the air near the bed post and then dropped down, landing on top of the floor in silence pain. She wiggled both hips as the red tinted long gown exploded into a pretty potato sack that covered her body. The V-shaped collar of the plummeting off-the-shoulder necklace fit around the breast size, not the waist size without the use of zips, buttons, or hooks in the rear back of the elegant ball gown.

A real plantation dress had pulled together a set of cloth ribbons around the waist which was tied with a fabric belt that was made of satin, cotton, leather, or silk. Then the skirt would widen into three feet or more on top of the floor.

He reached down with a smile and jerked off the shirt, exposing his pale chest with set of muscles from deltoids to biceps to triceps to a set of eight-packed abs. She watched him undress with a lady growl. He dropped the shirt onto the floor.

She swayed side to side and pranced toward him with a smile and a giggle, stopping and stood in front of her new lover. His hands reached up and tenderly dropped the ruffled collar down from her naked neckline, exposing a pair of small breasts. She didn't wear a bra with the fake dress.

He smiled but did not physically touch her two naked breasts, holding the dress fabric with both hands in the air, staring down at her naked breasts and then her face with a smile. "You're beauty, Whore."

She reached out and wiggled both hands in front of his naked chest with a giggle and a grin.

He frowned. "Wait! We both finish undressing each other," he reached down and untied a cute satin red bow on her crinoline. Her dress and the crinoline dropped down with the help of Earth's gravity down over the hard wood flooring.

They stood upright and close enough to fire a chimney.

She reached down and unlatched the single button, unzipping his blue jeans. He reached up and picked out the individual hair pens that held up the curls of blonde hair on her neck in place with a smile.

Her long blonde hair fell down to the collar bone in thin, straight, and shiny waves from the overhead lights. He leaned over and placed all the gathered hair pins in one hand behind her back spine without tickling her nakedness. She watched him maneuver around her body with a smile She stood upright almost naked, except for the pair of red tinted lace thong, staring down at his pale wrinkled penis.

They giggled with a smile at each other.

She reached out and touched the edge of his chest. He reached down and thumbed the edge of her panties with a smile.

Then, they both jerked down and lowered each other's underwear at the same time, bumping the forehead together.

"Ouch!" She stumbled backwards while standing inside the interior of the dress and the three crinolines, bumping against the front of the entertainment center that held the new plasma television. She looked up with a smile to see his smile.

They wiggled side to side with a giggle of the funny naked performance.

He reached out and gently grabbed, touching her right hand, lifting it up in the air as she balanced a naked body out from the clump of clothing around both ankles. She lifted a right foot and then a left foot, hopping on the right foot. He duplicated her native dance for fun.

They wiggled side to side with a giggle of the funny naked performance again.

He released her hand and kicked the clothes to the side wall.

She dropped a chin down and stared at her unpolished toenails wondering if she should have polished them pale blue for her legally married husband.

He spun around and faced the chest that hold an entertainment center, reaching out and pulled open the first drawer that had been built into the furniture which held some of her personal clothing. He searched through the drawer with a smile. "The room is really cold temperatures, hovering at fifty-eight freaking degrees Fahrenheit with no obvious air condition thermostat to control the fridge air flow. You should wear a pajamas top until we get hot and heated," chuckling.

She moved ahead and stopped beside him, pulling out the second drawer, reaching inside and flung out her pair of pajamas in flannel candy pink with a set of cute little white poodle dogs all over the fabric. She lifted into the air and jerked the soft fabric over the naked collar bone but left the rest of her body exposed, wondering why he was taking so long to kiss, to touch and to attack her body with any degree of lust or passion. She turned and faced him with a smile in silence.

He turned to face her and reached down, gently grabbing her left naked wrist, where the long-sleeved pajamas top fell down from the collar bone. His eyeballs followed her skin tone, coming down from the wrist toward the elbow. She watched him with a stern face of intrigue. He stared down at her wrist bone with a smile. "I study veins."

She giggled with a grin and stared at his face. "You're a vampire."

He stared at her wrist, not her face, touching her skin with his fingers, "No. If the veins on your wrist have a purple tint, then you are allergy to silver and gold jewelry and should only wear a set of platinum bands. Dark skinned folks based on olive skin types possess greenish-tinted veins on a wrist which means that a person should wear a set of gold jewelry, not silver or platinum. A bluish tint goes very well with a piece of smooth silver jewelry on a particular pretty pale complexion that I happen to see right here," he looked up with smile to see her.

She smiled back.

He continued to caress her wrist bone with a smile and a nod. "The outer skin is a pigment color which is different from your red blood, where lots of pigment color makes up the black skin while a little amount of pigment creates the white skin tone. Below our outer skin epidermis, there is a series of white veins and capillaries which gives our white skin a pinkish tone. But, when the sunlight hits the red blood, it creates a lovely blue or green or purple line of beauty," he lifted up her wrist bone to a mouth and tenderly kissed the skin.

She smiled at the oval shape of his skull that displayed beautifully handsomeness. He displayed a set of wide cheekbones that a fashion model would envy. The wide of his jaw line and the forehead were equal in length, making his baldness well-balanced along with the feeling of sexy and attractive to her.

He gently touched both fingers around both her wrists, pulling her closer to a heated body, looking with a grin into her smile. "Our blood has a chemical in it which is called hemoglobin that is red. A spider's blood has a chemical in it which is called hemocyanim that turns greenish-blue color. So, when we blush our blood capillaries expand to give us a new color which is something brighten red or pretty pink that fan over the cheekbones that reflects throughout our skin. That is what is happening to you right now, She. You're pale skin is a bright pink. She like," smiling.

He grinned. "Blood is really a dark crimson with a set of tiny specks of blue. When the air oxygen hits it, the blood turns into a brighter red. See? The tiny curvy line of white veins that come from your wrist going down to your elbow of your inner arm shines with a beautiful blue tint. That means She gotta a buy you a bigger big diamond ring that matches that silver wedding band." He winks at her, smiling.

She exhaled with a puff of humor. "Whore-man, you're too much," She giggled and pondered his intriguing romantic statement.

"Not as much as you're going to love that new and bigger diamond ring, I promise." He pulled her into a heated body. She felt his penis against her abdomen, since we were almost the same height.

They leaned over and passionately kissed.

He pulled back with a smile. "I should make the proper introductions while I has been taught by my southern mama." He reached down and pointed his naked wrinkled penis with a chuckle. "My little guy, meet Whore. Whore, meet my little guy."

"Well, I'll make my introductions know to both of you as well," she reached down and pointed at her vagina with a smile. "My flower, I want you to meet Whore-man. And my flower is very excited about meeting both Whore-man and his little guy," giggling.

He spun around and moved ahead, holding onto her wrist bone, leading toward the bed with a smile. "They still leave the bedcover neatly folded down from the three pillows."

She giggled at the new bed dressings in her home. "That's a nice touch. And there's a pink rose on top of the linen pillow."

He stopped at the edge and stood beside the bed frame, reaching out and grabbing, jerking the pretty purple and red flower patterned bedcover down toward the end sitting bench but left the top bed sheet intact underneath the three pillows. He swung around with a smile and reached out, touching her nakedness with his little guy, placing the tip of soft rose petal to her nose with a grin. "This is for my Whore-girl. How are you feeling, honey?"

"I feel a little cold, but a lot of nerves."

He leaned down and kissed her lips, pulling back with a smile. "It'll take me some time to get you lusty hot. Climb up on top of the bed linens. Lay your head down on top of the pillow." He spun around and climbed on top of the bed mattress on both kneecaps, moving toward the three pillows, shuffling them around for her comfort and her pleasure and crawled to the side and patted the satin pillow with a nod.

She crawled up and over the soft bed mattress with a giggle, moving ahead on both palms and kneecaps with a smile, spinning around and rested on a head on top of the pillow like a nervous zombie. Her naked feet faced down toward the footboard with a set of nervous giggles.

He leaned over and straddled both bent legs, holding a folded naked body over her naked belly button with a grin of lust and playfully tapped the soft rosebud on her forehead with a chuckle, "Now, close your eyes and dream of me."

"Okay," she smiled and closed the eyelashes, feeling the softness of the rose tip on the crown of her forehead, breathing in shallow pants of nervousness and excitement. Her arms rested down at the sides and she wiggled both feet in anticipation of her fourth sex act with her real legally married husband in their fun role play time.

He slowly dragged the tip of the pink rose between her two eye sockets, down her nose tip, down her lips, and then stopped with a chuckle. He leaned down and kissed her parted lips very gently, pulling back with a deep sigh of pleasure, lifting upright a torso. He replaced the rose and touched her lips for a second time with a chuckle, dropping the tip of soft rose down the chin, then the chest, and between the two breasts. The soft petals tickled her with pleasure and amusement and as she shivered with lust. He shifted the tip of the rose between the ribs, down to the waistline and then tried to poke the soft petal down in her outie belly button with a chuckle. She giggled with a grin.

"Damn! It won't fit." He shifted the soft rose flower down to her flat stomach and stopped at the beginning of her blonde hair pubic hair with a smile. "O no! It is the end of the line, darling," he growled with a smile. "So, we start from the top, again. Don't open your eyes, precious!"

She felt his body shift over her like a dark shadow and then the rose touched her forehead with his soft index finger pad. He shifted the finger between her eye brows, down her nose tip and down to her parted lips, leaning over and kissed her lips, pulling back with a grin.

She opened her eyelashes. He softly whispered with a smile into her face. "Now, think nasty dirty sex thoughts of me. Keep your eyes closed. This little thing is called foreplay. It is a very important play in getting your flower petals open for my little guy." He leaned down and kissed her nose, pulling back with a smile. "Before, you enjoy my fucking pleasure, sweetheart." He sat back on both kneecaps and reached down, touching a finger to her throat. She closed the eyelashes with a smile of giggles. He ran a soft finger between her two breasts. She felt excitement with a grin of giggles.

He slowly slid the finger between her rib cage and down to her waist, playing with her belly button for a second time and a whisper. "Damn, it won't fit." She giggled with a grin.

He dragged the finger down over her stomach and touched the edge of her pubic hair, stopping and removed the finger with a smile. "O no! I am at the end of the line again. So, I guess that I will start at the top, again." She opened the eyelashes with a smile and stared at his grin, feeling warm and happy.

He smiled down into her face. "The tongue is the strongest muscle in the body. Did you know that, sweetheart?"

"No."

He smiled. "Close your eyes." She closed the eyelashes. He reached down and licked her forehead with a long warm wet tongue. She felt excited with a giggle. He kissed her forehead and stuck out, licking the tongue over the soft skin of her face, moving down between her two eye brows, her nose tip, and then jumped down between her breasts. She giggled from his tongue tickling sensation. He licked and kissed each breast, slowly moving down toward her belly button and then her stomach, stopping with a smile. She opened the eyelashes and stared at his smile. He reached down and parted her legs with a hand, dipping a face down into the pubic hair with a chuckle. She leaned back a skull down into the soft pillow, closing the eyelashes, feeling his tongue. His tongue strokes were gently and tender, licking and kissing her pubic hair for fun.

She was getting warmer inside the cold room. His tongue moved up and down at a steady cadence. Her body changed from nervous to excitement and then from cold into hot. "O," she parted the lips with a gasp of surprise. He rotated the tongue around the outer lips of her flower.

She felt more heated, slightly lifting both hips into the air for a deeper penetration of his tongue, feeling excitedly pleasure and lusty dirty.

He plunged a face down below her hip bone.

She watched his hairy skull as it worked up and down.

He used the tip of the tongue to lightly lick her flower.

She groaned with delight. "Ah," she parted the lips with a grunt. Her nerve endings tickled with delight.

He flicked the tip of tongue and twirled it around the outer lips of her flower, dipping the tongue down into her inner lips.

She exploded into a set of new raw emotional sensations of lusty dirty and excitedly pleasure. "O," she groaned in delight. He placed both the mouth and the lips on her wet flower, gently sucking the gathered vagina lubricant from her pussy hole. She screamed with lust. "Ah!" He stopped the lick and sat back onto an ass with a smile, cocking his baldness sideways. She felt the warmth of a body heat inside the cold room.

He chuckled with a wink at her. "Do you want some more, honey?"

"Yes!" She licked her lips with a smile at his grin. He reached down and encircled a finger around her inner lips. She felt both his finger pressure and her wet discharge moisture.

He leaned down and hid a face into her public hair, licking his lips up with her virgin juice, placing a face back into her flower and tongue lashed her pussy hole. He gently blew his sweet breath into her pubic hair.

She reached a new height of erotic pleasure, prolonging the anticipation of her first fuck. Then, he stopped the lick. She gasped with alarm.
He sat back on an ass with a smile and leaned down, crawling over her naked body with a wicked grin and a long tongue, reaching down, dragging the tip of his tongue up from her flower, her stomach, her waist, and then her rib cage. He stopped and sucked on each breast nipple and then replaced his tongue and kissed between her two breasts. He licked and dragged a tongue up her nakedness toward the throat, the chin, and going down into an open mouth, sucking on her lower lip.

He shoved open and parted her lips with a sweet tongue, attacking her taste buddies with the favor of spice from her vaginal juices with his sweet licks.

They both moaned in pleasure.

He painted her tongue inside her mouth, dripping in and out with a tongue.

Her mouth salvia puddled around her lips and dropped down over her chin.

He lifted up and held a body in the air and over her naked body with a grin, shifting a hand, placing two fingers back into her flower and roughly massaged in and out of her pussy hole. She groaned in lusty dirty. He lifted up a smile and leaned down, attacking her tongue with his tongue.

Their tongues played with each other for domination.

He shifted a hand and reached down, roughly massaging her left breast with a left hand. She felt lusty dirty all over her body while wanting more and softly moaned with his groan.

He stopped rubbing her nakedness without kissing her lips, fucking her flower, and rubbing her tit. She opened the eyelashes to see his smile.

He softly grinned. "Lay back down on your back with your legs scooted against your butt. I'm going to place my little guy on your stomach like a little honey. Don't touch! Just watch it!" His glowing little guy was elongated into seven inches with a thick peachy-beige colored diameter of two inches. She looked down with a giggle at his man-sized penis. His dick was dripping down with sparkling moisture, twinkling at her with his man-juice.

She softly said with a smile as his penis wiggled side to side over her tummy. "It's alive."

He slid the penis back and forth over her flat tummy, dropping the dick down below her belly button, lowering it further down her hips and gently touched the top of her pubic hair. She giggled with a grin. He smiled at her smile. "This is the best position of penetration sex, body to body. Then, we can try some of my favorite positions." He gently rested down over her nakedness. She could felt his tallness and his heaviness against her nakedness.

He lifted a long body into the air and stood on two bulging biceps. Her eyeballs shifted back and forth from his biceps to his deltoids and then down to see his little guy, which was below her hips. He lifted a long body with a left bicep, reaching down with the other arm and grabbed his penis. He wiggled the tip of his little guy against her flower with a chuckle. She jolted with a powerful sensation of lusty dirty. He gently moved the penis head up and down along the lips of her flower. She closed the eyelashes and enjoyed the new erotic pleasure.

He slowly tickled her public hair, her outer soft skin, and the two lips of her flower, pulling the tip away from She and lifted a torso. He sat back on both kneecaps and leaned over, gently touching the lip of her flower with a smile and a nod. "You're wet. That's good. Are you ready?"

"Yes." She smiled at her first fuck.

"She."

"Yes."

"Look up at me, honey. Open your eyes."

She sat upright on both elbows and stared into his eyeballs with a silly grin.

He frowned. "Honey, this is going to hurt you, maybe me a little bit too. But, you a lot bit more, honey."

"I..." giggled.

He held up two fingers together with lots of space and a smile. "Honey, you're not a virgin but a whore. You're about this big."

She gasped. "I am not!"

"Honey, I want to you hold on to my left arm like a baby and scratch like a cat on my arm and scream like a hawk in my ear. Since, this is going to hurt you, honey. She can't help it."

"O!"

He nodded with a stern face. "Hold my arm." She shifted both hands and grabbed onto one of his taunt bicep. He nodded with a smile, feeling her soft hands, "Good, honey! Now, I'm going in. It'll hurt at first and then your vagina wall with expand. Then, your vagina will cuddle my little guy like a lost little stuff toy brown bear. Then, we are one together and forever."

She smiled at his sweet statement.

He rested over her nakedness with both his legs parted around her spread legs, lifting upward onto one side to see the vagina entrance, gently guiding the tip of his penis with the other hand.

She felt the heated skin of his penis touch onto the set of two tight vertical lips of her vagina with a painful scream, "Ah!" She panted for air molecules into parted lips and pulled onto his bicep with both hands.

His penis pierced the set of the outer lips of her vagina.

"Ah!" She screamed with panting for more air molecules into the parted lips, wanting to escape from the pain, missing the boat of pleasure and yanked violently on his bicep with fear.

He viciously punched with the tip of the penis through the soft tissue of her vagina.

She scratched and clawed on his bicep with a painful scream, "Ah!" She yelled into his ear then panted for air, and then the pain stopped, "Aw!" The wall of vagina curled around his penis and as she felt warm and happy with the pain.

Then, they were one.

He held a face and a body over her smile, leaning down and tenderly kissed her lips, pulling back with a smile, "Great job, honey! Now, I'm going to move in and out. She gotta mold some room for my little guy. So..."

"More pain..."

He exhaled with a nod. "A little pain, your flower will conform fast. Then, we're more than one. Hold on to both my arms and scream to the heavens, Whore. I promise this is going to be great," smiling.

"O!" He shifted the penis deeper into her vagina.

"Ah!" She screamed and panted for air molecules while digging all her manicured fingernails down into both his biceps as blood drained over her body.

He did not yell while shifting a body in and out of her vagina.

She screamed, "Ah!" She panted for more air and continued to claw at both biceps, producing tiny droplets of blood over her naked body. He shifted with more speed then quickly withdrew his penis from her vagina. She panted for more breathe from both pain and pleasure, looking with a smile at him.

He sat back onto both kneecaps with pants of breath and a sweaty face.

She frowned with worry. "What's wrong with me?"

He smiled without moving, "Nothing, sugar! I'm so excited about fucking you that I'm about to ejaculate. So, I'm holding it."

She sat upright on both elbows with a sweaty forehead, "You are holding it for me. Why, honey?"

He winked with a smile. "To kiss and hug and continue our lovemaking, so it lasts all night long until dawn. Bend your knees. This is going to feel really good."

She shifted both legs from underneath his kneecaps and then bent upright at both kneecaps. He thrust the penis, slowly moving in and out with a merry beat. She felt a new intense sensation of dirty lust with a grin and a giggle with selfish delight. He closed the eyelids and tossed a bald head backwards in pleasure and word.

Then, they were both getting aroused.

She smiled at his enjoyment of her body. "Aw! I feel the thrust of pleasure."

Then, he stopped the thrust and stood upright on both kneecaps. His penis wiggled and waggled with a smile at her while a set of sparkling man-juice leak from the rounded tip. He leaned down and dragged the tip toward the opening of her vagina with a chuckle.

She experienced a fluttering inside the tummy like a set of thousand fluttering butterflies with a giggle.

He sweetly stroked her vagina with the tip of his penis, up and down teasing and taunting her.

"Do it!" She giggled with a grin.

"No," He winked with a chuckle.

She pouted. "Please. She can't take the anticipation anymore."

"No," he rubbed very smoothly the wet tip of his penis against her vagina with a smile. She wiggled with pleasure and a giggle, shifting her hips, jerking her buttocks towards his penis and tried to force him to enter. He chuckled with fun, "No."

"Your moves are turning me on, Stan," she smiled.

"You are turning me on, She," he thrust forward the penis down into her vagina with a powerful flowing single force.

"Aw!" She screamed with delight and pain. He continued to thrust back and forth. She felt a strange pressure that was building inside her body.

He moved back and forward with his penis in a set of shallow breathing pants. "Go girl! Scream your head off."

"Aw!" She screamed in delight.

"Uh," he yelled.

"Aw!" She screamed in delight again and then exploded inside her body, seeing thousands of baby white stars within the eyeballs, feeling lusty dirty and excitedly pleasure. She shivered with heat. He performed a set of shorter thrusts with the penis, emptying out all his sperm into her vagina and then collapsed upon her naked body with deep pants. She sighed with erotic pleasure and wrapped both arms around his sweating body with a set of deep pants also.

Then, only a set of breathes invaded the quiet room.

She reached down and rubbed both her hands across his back muscles with a smile, "Honey, I feel pleasure," She enjoyed all her new body sensations with a giggle.

"O honey! I don't see that." He sat back on both kneecaps with a laugh and reached over to his personal night stand, grabbing the small paper cup and tossed out the contents.

A splatter of red substance hit her naked leg and then rolled down onto the pink colored satin sheets.

She gasped in shock and then drew back both legs from underneath his chest, wiping off the red liquid and staring down at the red spot with a scream. "That's blood on the top bed linen sheet. Why did you do that? Where did that red blood from come? What does that mean, honey?"

He tossed both arms with a chuckle and a nod, "Yeehaw! I'm your whore-man. You are my whore-woman, honey. Since you're really not a true virgin. She cut my face shaving and dropped some of the blood droplets down into the paper cup for my neat surprise. Did She scare you, honey?"

She was not pleased with his reaction, saying with a sour frown, "Yeah!"

He smiled with a nod. "Good!" he slid of the bed with a grin. "Clean up this mess! We're finished with our role play. I'm fixing a plate of food for lunch meal," he moved ahead and exited the bedroom setting.

The bedroom door slammed shut with a loud boom.

"Yeah!" She whispered and stared at the closed door, sliding off, changing the messy and blood-stained satin sheets into a new set of brown tinted satin bed linens.

Her legally married husband had purchased numerous set of colored satin bed linens while they soaked each one during the nightly fucking session.

She changed out of the role play costume and stood naked, exhaling with total exhaustion. So far, she had fucked for four solid hours, stretching out each one of her limbs in the air, walking with a limp from stretching her vagina sideways.

She entered her bathroom and performed her bodily functions while cleaning up all the dried sperm and vaginal juice on her body.

01:33:44 pm

Hot temperatures with bright sunlight inside

Cold air conditioning master bedroom

Second floor level location

The master bedroom seemed slightly warm from the rays of bright sunshine that burned down from side windows onto the polished wooden floor.

The master bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

He strutted inside with a smile and toted a new food tray, stopping and slid the tray on top of the new brown tinted satin bed linens.

The second bathroom door slammed closed with a loud boom.

She returned back into the room and stopped, standing naked, leaning down and ate the food in silence. Chewing as fast as possible. Her stomach was hunger. Her body was tired. Her mind was blank. She stared at the time clock on top of her personal night stand, reading 01:13 pm.

The day was move fast and furious pace.

He slid off the bed and picked up the empty tray of food. "I'll be back, honey. Then we can break my fucking record and complete a fifth sex act," he spun around with a smile and moved ahead toward the door.

The bedroom door slammed shut with a loud boom.

"Yeah!" she leaned down and rested over the cool bed linens, closing her eyelashes, filling a full stomach and exhaled with sleep dreaming in happy slumber.

The bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom again.

A warm hand touched her collar bone and as a deep voice from a standing body softly whispered down into her eardrum. "Honey, get up! It's time again."

She stirred awake on top of the cool bed linens and opened her eyelashes, yawning with exhaustion. She flipped onto her back spine with a gasp and stared a row of unknown strangers that stood inside her shared master bedroom with her legally married husband.

In the single row, a young, tall, sexy, beautiful woman stood on the floor inside the master bedroom possessing a head of long blonde colored hair, a pair of blue eyes, a set of long legs, a tiny waist and a pair of 36DD large breasts. All her girly features were hidden underneath a pink tinted furry bathrobe.

The next person in the row was a young, tall, sexy, and handsome teenager with a head of shoulder length black hair, a chest of muscles in dark tone, and a pair of green eyeballs, standing in a red tinted silk bathrobe.

The last person in the row was tall, older, sexy, and good looking adult male with a bald head and a pair of gray eyeballs and a body frame of olive tinted skin, wearing a blue tinted silk bathroom.

All three persons were staring at the middle-aged female on top of the bed mattress.

Dream Woman smiled and wore a pink tinted furry bathrobe that covered her set of big breasts that bounced and bobbed loose under the loose fabric, slapping her chest. ""Hello, it is nice to finally meet you in person. I am your Dream Woman. You are my Sexy Girl. This is Sexy Guy next to me. And Dream Man stands beside Sexy Guy. We see you all the time here."

The middle-aged female on top of the bed mattress stared with a giggle and a nod to her Dream Woman, whispering with a meek voice. "Hello, Dream Woman and Sexy Guy and Dream Man! It is nice to meet you in person too. I am your Sexy Girl. I guess."

Dream Woman moved ahead and then stopped, sitting on top of the bed mattress, reaching out and touched the naked breast on Sexy Girl. She gently massaged the single breast on Sexy Girl while making the vagina on Sexy Girl expand with aches and pains for the first sex act of the afternoon.

Dream Man continued to stand in the row with a grunt watching the woman lesbian encounter.

Dream Woman released her hand and stood upright from the bed mattress, back steeping with smile from Sexy Girl.

In the row of two males, Dream Man pointed to Sexy Guy, saying with a smile and a nod. "You and Sexy Guy will fuck now.

On top of the bed mattress, Sexy Girl smiled liking the young, tall, handsome teenager with a head of black hair and chest of muscles, who was called Sexy Guy. They stared and fun flirted with their eyeballs, their hands, and their feet back and forth inside the bedroom.

"Kiss him!" Dream Man said with a smile to Sexy Guy.

"What?" Sexy Girl said with a puzzled frown to Dream Man. This young teen was only a teenager and she was a mature female adult. And she possessed a legally married husband also.

"Kiss him!" Dream Man smiled and jabbed a finger to Sexy Guy.

Sexy Guy moved ahead to Sexy Guy as he leaned down and kissed her. She giggled as they both grinned goofy at each other.

"You're paired for sex. Go now!" Dream Man clapped with a smile.

Sexy Girl stared with a puzzled to Sexy Guy as he looked at her. Sexy Girl realized that she was going to fuck Sexy Guy in front of Dream Man and Dream Woman.

Dream Man stripped off his yellow tinted silk robe, exposing his naked chest, legs, and bouncing penis ready for some fucking action.

Dream Woman stripped off her pink tinted fuzzy bathrobe as it fell to the floor. Both adults were naked.

Dream Woman's breasts were full of sexual excitement, bouncing up and down with sinful lust. Her vagina juice dripped from her parted legs on the wooden floor. Dream Man nodded to Sexy Guy.

Sexy Guy dropped his blue tinted silk robe, exposing his naked teen body. He touched her arm and sat down on top of the mattress.

Sexy Guy and Sexy Girl were going to fuck each other. Sexy Guy smiled and his dick smiled back with a happy elongation, leaking head mucus, dripping on the floor.

Sexy Guy grabbed her breasts, a little too rough. He rubbed them, smiling. She dropped her skirt and her panties to the floor as her mind felt confused, but her leaking pussy dripped discharge sex juice down on the floor. Her body wanted to be fucked.

Sexy Guy moved his hands to her ass, rubbing it roughly up and down. Sexy Girl loved his touch which was different from Dream Man's and Dream Woman's. Strong. Innocent. Loving. Sexy Guy pulled her naked body closer to his naked chest, pressing his wet dick into her stomach. She sounded with a groan as he sounded with a moan. They kissed.

Dream Man and Dream Woman cuddled as one moving toward a second king sized mattress that appeared inside the master bedroom in front of the vanity mirror on the forward wall.

Dream Woman was lying on her back muscles as Dream Man kissed, massaged, and slipped his wet dick in her vagina, working it slow and gentle. He did the same fucking routine to Sexy Girl, every night, since she was fifteen years old. Dream Woman sounded with a moan as Dream Man sounded with a groan, making their barbaric animal sounds which expanded Sexy Girl's pussy into an ache and enlargement for sex.

Sexy Guy lifted Sexy Girl in the air with one hand, steadying her small body against his left chest and shoved his two finger pads in her the wet vagina, finger fucking her vagina and kissing her lips. He walked her to the second king size bed mattress against the wall, laying Sexy Girl down on her back muscles, finger twirling and swirling with fun and pleasure in her vagina. She sounded with a moan, closing her eyelashes to the delight and lust.

Sexy Girl shifted arms around his neck, tickling his naked body. Sexy Guy leaned into her naked body with a touch of warmth and hot sensations of pure nasty lustful sex

This new weird sex ritual wasn't so bad.

He finger-fucked her vagina in and out. Sexy Guy kissed her lips, removing his fingers as she sounded with a groan. He placed his finger in her mouth as she sucked his fingers, licking off her discharge.

Sexy Guy shifted his legs over her pussy, tracing his dick at the tip of her clitoris, moving it up to her pelvis bone, his abdomen, and his chest for fun and excitement. He touched her neck with his hot tip mucus, pouring over her sweaty skin and down to the cool sheets. He lifted and eased his dick into her mouth as she opened her lips wider.

Dream Man was small compared to Sexy Guy. Sexy Guy floated gently up and down in her mouth. She groaned. He moaned.

Her teeth bit his penis, tasting him. He tensed and came and as his juices poured down in her mouth and down her throat.

She drank the pleasure of his sex, sucking and licking. He tensed and sighed with pleasure and as his penis slowly deflated from the sweet release.

She sucked the last of the juice. He removed his dick from her lips, leaning and kissing her lips.

He thrust his tongue in her open mouth sucking, licking, and biting her lips as he played with her long tongue. She giggled with delight.

"Great fuck." Sexy Guy sweetly whispers, smiling and kissing her.

"Thanks." Sexy Girl smiled.

They flipped to the side and watched the action across the room.

Dream Woman and Dream Man pumped his dick in her vagina. She bent her knees in a doggie style pose as he moaned and groaned. Dream Woman smiled and giggled.

Sexy Guy moved and posed his nakedness behind her ass and pushed Sexy Girl's knees apart with his hands, spreading her hips for a doggie style fucking. He entered his tip, slowly gently surging forward for his penetration.

She squealed with delight as he chuckled with pleasure.

Sexy Guy pushed harder, deeper, and longer and as, his dick took over the thrusting, banging, and pounding with manly force and full strength in and out of her vagina.

Sexy Girl sounded with a moan and screamed. "Fuck me."

Sexy Guy chuckled, forcing his dick in and out in a faster rhyme.

She hit her climax, feeling the heated explosions and nasty sensations cover her body as she shivered with lust and love.

Sexy Guy quaked, keeping his dick fucking her in and out.

She screamed again. "Fuck me. Fuck me." Sexy Girl yelled and hit a second climax. He thrust in and out without stopping. She panted, snipping the air for oxygen.

He tensed, exhaling. "Gawd." His dick slowly deflated crinkling and he removed his treasure, turning and lying on his sweaty back muscles.

She covered him with her sweaty body.

He smiled in her face, wiping the sweat from her cheekbones. And they sweated on each other, giggling. "Good fuck," he whispered with a grin.

"Thanks." Sexy Girl smiled.

"Switch." Dream Man stood from the bed, looking at Sexy Guy and Sexy Girl, yelling with a smile.

Sexy Guy and Sexy Girl stared at each other and turned to see Dream Man.

Dream Man trotted over to their bed naked with a super inflated dick. So, Sexy Girl was going to be fucked by Dream Man in front of Sexy Guy. "Over there, girl!" Dream Man pointed to the other bed.

Sexy Girl slid off the bed in her birthday suit, prancing to Dream Woman's open arms.

Dream Woman hugged Sexy Girl as they faced Dream Man.

Dream Man mounted Sexy Guy in a doggie position as Sexy Guy spread his legs and locked his knees. Dream Man thrust his dick in his ass as Sexy Guy moaned. Dream Man grunted.

Sexy Girl's vagina quivered and enlarged as the gay men turned her sex juices on watching the male sex act.

Dream Woman pulled Sexy Girl to the bed. Sexy Girl was lying down on her back muscles. Dream Woman kissed Sexy Girl's breasts and massaged them roughly. But, Sexy Girl was interested in watching the gay guys dance.

Dream Man banged Sexy Guy for the fourth time as Sexy Guy sunk down to the mattress, sweating and moaning. Dream Man sunk to his kneecaps on the mattress with a deflated dick. And they turned to see Dream Woman and Sexy Girl.

Dream Woman sat on her knees, grabbing the plastic dick and shoved it into Sexy Girl's vagina. Sexy Girl screamed with shock, pain, and pleasure. Dream Woman rocked it back and forth with her woman-force. Sexy Girl screamed again. Dream Woman pounded the dick in and out of Sexy Girl's pussy. Sexy Girl hit her climax, exploding with sex juices. Her body quivered and as, her mind exploded in both pain and pleasure sensations. She parted her legs. Dream Woman leaned down and sucked Sexy Girl's juices, licking Sexy Girl's vagina clean. Sexy Girl sounded with a groan of sinful lust and delight.

"Together." Dream Man clapped, saying.

Dream Man and Sexy Guy moved to Sexy Girl's bed without any more words. Dream Woman was lying outstretched, covering the bed. Dream Man placed Sexy Girl with her hands and her feet in a doggie position over Dream Woman's naked body. Sexy Girl grabbed a breast, playing with Dream Woman's nipples.

Dream Man posed Sexy Guy behind Sexy Girl's ass for a dog fucking.

Sexy Girl shifted her legs apart, locking her knees on the bed, readying for a new sex act with Sexy Guy.

Dream Man sat on his knees between Dream Woman's face, placing his elongated dick in her mouth.

Dream Woman groaned with lust.

Sexy Guy placed his dick in Sexy Girl's pussy. Sexy Girl moaned.

Dream Woman squeezed, released, and taunted Sexy Girl's breasts too making nasty sensations of pleasurably exotic raw ecstasy.

Sexy Guy was very gentle with his dick movements and moved tenderly in Sexy Girl's vagina, going deeper, longer, and softer and slowly removed his dick out of Sexy Girl for a thrilled excitement and anticipation of a climax. His dick was hard, waggling his tip, tickling her with delight.

Sexy Girl sounded with a groan. Dream Woman massaged Sexy Girl's breasts. Sexy Guy pushed his dick in Sexy Girl's vagina.

Sexy Girl hit her climax, exploding into raw lustful ecstasy. Sexy Guy hit his climax too.

Dream Man hit his climax and burst in Dream Woman's mouth.

Dream Woman stopped playing with Sexy Girl's breasts, sucking the sweet sperm juice from Dream Man's penis.

Then the four changed sex positions.

Sexy Guy fucked Dream Woman from behind her ass. Sexy Girl sucked on Dream Man's dick, playing with Dream Woman's breasts.

And then they fucked and hit their climax. They shifted again.

Sexy Girl laid flat on the bed. Dream Man placed his dick inside Sexy Girl's mouth.

Dream Woman sucked on Sexy Girl's vagina. Sexy Guy rubbed Sexy Girl's breasts his warm hands.

They all hit their climax and switched positions again.

Dream Man butt fucked Sexy Girl in the ass. Sexy Guy finger fucked Sexy Girl's vagina. Dream Woman kissed Sexy Girl's mouth and breasts.

They hit their climax. Then they continued shifting and altering sex positions.

Sexy Guy fucked Sexy Girl's vagina in a doggie style sex. Then Dream Man butt fucked Sexy Guy. Then Dream Woman used her plastic dick to butt fuck Dream Man.

Then they sounded with a moan and a groan during the last thrusting of dicks into open pussy holes.

Sexy Girl screamed. Sexy Guy moaned. Dream Man grunted as Dream Woman shouted.

Then, they all fell over each other in the single bed, laughing, giggling, and farting.

Dream Man sucked with his lips and his tongue on Dream Woman's vagina juice. Sexy Guy and Sexy Girl tenderly held each other in their twisted arms.

Then everyone fucked so much that each one passed out in exhaustion on top of the brown tinted satin bed linen together.

The bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

She awoke inside her own bedroom and then yawned with an open mouth.

He stopped and frowned down at her. "Did you have a nice nap?

She wiped the swat off her face with a stunned look. "What?"

"You have been asleep for an hour. I guess my penis is stronger than I thought."

She gasped in shock. "But, she had..."

"What had you done?" He smirked.

She gagged and then coughed from her nice dream, turning to stare at the clock. The time displayed: 03:33:33 pm. She exhaled with confusion. "I had a great nap."

He laughed with a nod. "Great, I love fucking with you, honey."

She frowned. "You're a guy. You want to fuck me, play sports, and eat food."

He nodded with a smile. "You know me right, honey."

The sex ritual had increased with his dick fucks from one hour into four hours of thrusting and pumping into her pussy, every night. Then he dropped down into a heavy slumber from complete exhaustion.

He crawled over the bed mattress and presented a hand with a smile. "Now, I know that I tired your mind and your body out, so I brought out my new friend for our new play time while both your assets rest and recovery," laughing.

She frowned and sat upright on top of the brown tinted bed linens. "Yeah!" she reached up and extended both arms with a paired wrist bones toward him.

He reached up and locked the pair of handcuffs over her naked wrist bones with a smile and then grabbed her arm, dragging her off the mattress, sitting her naked ass down in the lounge chair, where she was locked a pair of handcuffs on her wrists bones.

He reached over and placed a dark blindfold over her eyeballs while grinning in silence.

She exhaled with annoyance. They would play this game every once three weeks or so. She faked a smile. "Is your object inside the bathroom?"

He sat back from her folded body on top of the bed mattress playing the new sexy game. "My object ain't inside the bathroom, my pet."

She bounced up and down on top of the lounge chair with a blindfold and a pair of cuffed wrist bones with a giggle and a grin, "Is your object inside the bedroom?"

He exhaled with a huff of frustration and moved ahead, stopping and stood in front of the book shelf with a sour frown, "The answer is no, my beauty. It is not inside the bedroom or your bedroom or your bathroom or my truck or outside underneath a rock. My little dang object is inside this room with you and me. Does that answer your ten next questions, my lovely?"

She bounded up and down on top of the bed mattress with a blindfold over the eyeballs and a pair of cuffed wrist bones with a grin and a giggle, "Is it big?"

"No."

She sneered. "Is it small?"

"Yes."

She smiled. "Is it wet?"

"No.

"Is it dry?"

"Yes."

"Is it soft?"

"Yes."

"Is it long?"

"No."

"Is it short?"

"Yes."

"Is it cold?"

"Yes."

"Is it hard?"

"No."

"Is it useful?"

"Yeah."

"Is it fun?" She smiled with the blindfold.

"Yes." He chuckled.

She frowned. "Is it smooth?"

"Yes."

"Is it rough?"

"No."

"Does it have energy?" She exhaled with a puff of frustration.

"Yeah."

"Is it alive?"

"Yeah," he chuckled with evil.

She frowned. "Your penis."

"No. Guess again, honey!" He frowned at her correct answer as his wife was not participating in the playtime sex game with him. He exhaled with a huff of defeat and reached down, shaking her cuffed wrist bones with a smile. "I'm done with the quick wit interrogation. I'm placing my physical object into your hands. Open your fingers wide!"

She jerked both hands into both breasts, shaking her curls with a worried brow inside the blindfold. "It's not a live insect."

He smiled. "I promise, my lovely. I'm not vicious like you..."

She gasped. "I'm not a vicious person."

"I'm placing a very gently object, very tenderly like holding a precious baby. Please, extend your palms to me, my beauty."

She slowly extended her breathe and her open palms to his heated body in front of face.

He leaned over her blonde hair roots and placed his selected object into her open palms, carefully sweet breathing, watching her body language.

She felt the selected object and tapped on the object with a puzzled brow. "I feel a pulse."

He smiled with a nod over her black hair roots. "Yes, can you guess my physical object?"

She rubbed his selected object with all fingers with a confused brow. "It is soft, firm, short, and heated. Hmm!"

"Come on, honey! Can you guess my physical object inside your two palms?" He smiled over her black hair roots.

"Gimme a second! It feels like...like..." she continued to felt his selected object with a puzzled brow. His hand reached down and attacked the blindfold, jerking the cloth from both her eyeballs. She looked down with a gasp at the object and screamed in fright, holding onto his selected object. "Gawd. O gawd. O gawd. O..."

"My penis," He snorted with a grin and stood slumped over black colored hair roots, wearing the shirt with the words IRS over a chest, but he was naked from the pelvis down to his twin shins. Honey had dropped down a pair of black running shorts and the white underwear briefs around both ankles, wearing the socks and the sneakers. Honey scanned his nakedness, dropping open a mouth, breathing oxygen rapidly. He could not move his penis from her set of cuffed hands, without breaking the delightful sensation and fun experiment of his clever ploy. He smiled with a grunt of lust. "You are having a panic attack, doll. That is normal, seeing a manly dick for the first time, ever. Breathe in! Breathe out! Do you want a glass of water, my pet?" He chuckled with a smile.

"Remove your penis, honey," she continued to hold and stared down at his wiggling penis.

"Actually, you are touching me. And it is very nice, my pet!" He tossed a skull backward and sung off loud with a grin and a grunt of laughter. "O. Aw. O. Aw," he looked down with smile at her black colored hair roots.

"Remove your penis now," she exhaled with a puff of annoyance and continued to hold his penis.

"Hold your sweet breath! That stops your heart from racing out of the rib cage." He smiled.

She gulped the air and continued to stare at his penis inside her open palms that were handcuffed.

He chuckled over her sweet breath. "Good! It works now! Release the air slowly, until both your cheeks deflate and then breathe in one single puff, more slowly."

"No," she exhaled with a puff of annoyance and continued to hold his penis. "Release me!"

"You didn't guess my physical object. Say it!" He did not move his nakedness, enjoying her soft fingers that twirl and tickle around his penis.

She yelled with a sour frown and continued to stare down at his penis. "Take the cuffs off me."

He did not move with a chuckle. "I like it right here. Well, my penis seems to like it right here much more than I," laughing.

"Get it away from me," she pulled back both of the cuffed hands away from his penis, but the handcuffs twisted around her wrist bones instead. Her wrists interlocked around an expanding penis of lust and pleasure of her soft hands. He was getting sexual excited with her set of twisting fingers, tickling his dick. She groaned with fury and fear, performing her first penis massage.

He chuckled with delight. "Since, we three are all acquainted, now. I think that we have some free time to perform a clinical trial..."

"O boy!" she exhaled with a puff of annoyance and continued to stare down at his penis.

"We will perform a clinical trial on a set of penises. Okay, the test will be on one penis unless you got a hidden secret that She really need to know about, honey," laughing.

"Fuck you, honey!" she frowned down at the expanding penis.

"Yeah, maybe after the clinical final trial, my pet," he chuckled. "Measuring a penis size is pretty simple. However, I prefer to use the bone pressed scientific method. You take a hand and then press it against the male public bone, very firmly. Every guy has some fatty tissue around the bone. Fat can actually hide the length of a truly big sized penis, my lovely," he grinned down over her blonde colored hair roots.

She exhaled with a puff of annoyance and continued to stare down at his penis inside her cuffed hands. "Release me."

He smiled. "Let me help you there, my pet. Since, this is your first time involving a penis clinical trial." He reached down with both hands and pressed her right middle finger down to the bottom of his penis and then held her right palm against his soft sperm-leaking, sticky pulsing organ. She felt the heat, the softness, the firmness, the live pulse, the wetness, and a tall bone from his fully extended penis erection. He tossed back a skull with a grin and closed his eyelids with a loud grunt.

She continued to stare down at his penis with fury. "Stop that! Remove my cuffs right now!"

He dropped back down a chin and reached down, shifting all her fingers further down his penis with a grunt and a grin. "Next, press your hand against the base of my bone. Feel it! Uoo. Okay! Well, I can feel it and then mark my penis erection which is the length, coming from your middle finger while going passed your wrist bone. Wow, my beauty! That is meant for you, not my beautiful dick. That is long. I mean, I am very long," he smiled. "That is what about eight inches in math numbers, my lovely." He held both her hands hostage against the length of his dick with a laugh and a grunt of lust.

All her finger pads twitched and tickled the soft flesh, making him giggle and grin. "Remove the cuffs," she continued to stare down at his dick with a sour frown while her hands were cuffed.

He studied his dick with a smile. "My dick length is no more than eight inches. I am so sorry to disappoint, my lovely. But, there are a set of male penis enhancement programs thou. So, we will work together on one of the latest method. Right, my pet?"

"Remove your penis, honey," she exhaled with a puff of fury, not being able to release his dick from her handcuffed hands.

"I am bodybuilding my family treasure like measuring your growth height. When you were a little honey, your growing body was measured by a set of math numbers on the living room door frame at your parents' house."

"Now, honey!" She continued to stare down at his penis with a sour frown. His penis was a nice peachy-tone cylinder shape, bouncing up and down with anticipated excitement of exploding with an array of his hot sperm.

He chuckled over her black colored hair roots. "I'm very excited down there. So, you can just ignore the visual bubbling of a superheated human volcano, honey. I usually handle the technique my selfie for my past penis clinical trials, but you are sitting right here next to my penis. We don't have anything else to do for the rest of the night, since the damn TV is broken. So, we advance to the next step of the penis clinical trial. Let's measure my girth. She like to update the penis chart on my cell," he dropped the mobile telephone from an armpit down into his open palm and then removed a hand from his dick, wiping the leaking sperm on his clean shirt and then swipes on tiny screen of the mobile telephone. He played with the penis application on the phone with a smile and a chuckle.

She moaned with a sour frown, "Gawd, I'm a victim of abused freakiness. Release me, honey!"

He read the tiny screen of the mobile telephone while accessing the internet information with a smile. "Gently wrap your index finger and thumb pad around the thickest part of my penis, marking it by touching both of your finger pads together. That's it, my beauty." He reached down and led her right hand over the top of his penis, gliding her index finger over the bubbling liquid of the dick head. He curved her thumb pad around into a circle.

She felt the softness and firmness, pulsing from the fleshy penis within the sensory nerves of her two finger pads, yelling with fury. "Stop it! Release me right now!"

He held her index finger and anchored it down onto the thickness of his dick with a smile and a loud grunt. "Uoo! That feels so, so, so good, too. Whoa! And lookie there! You can't even touch your two finger pads into a completed circle of my dick. Man, I've growth into superman, the man of soft steel. Do you love my good humor, my pet?" He lifted her hand up from his penis with a loud grunt of lust and a smile. "Let's imitate that incomplete circle, stretching your index finger and thumb pad, so She can calculate my EG. That is erect girth. I have to use the cell screen near your semi-circular shape, measuring the visual image and then snapping a cell phone picture," grinning.

"Remove the cuffs," she exhaled with fury and watched. He was having too much fucking fun at her trapped expense.

He smiled with a loud grunt of her soft fingers, "Now, the fun part begins. An average guy's erection has a penis length of 5.5 to 6.3 inches. I am definitely an overachiever with a math measurement of eight inches, my lovely. She read that less than two percent of all guys are eight inches or longer," he smiled over her black hair roots, "Now, the girth range is between 4.5 to 5.1 inches," he hummed with a song and lifted a hand working the calculation buttons on the tiny screen of the mobile telephone with a smile, "Wow! I am 1.7 inches based loosely on your slender finger ruler. So, 1.7 divided by 3.14 equal 5.414 inches which is out of the roger-dodger ball park, my beauty," he smiled. "You are definitely a very good luck charm for me, my pet."

"Release me right now, honey," she growled.

"We have finished the penis clinical trial. All our gathered and collected penis information is important for ordering my condoms to determine which one is the best usage for my superman penis. Is it the latex or the polyurethane or the lambskin? I'm always in a quest to find that perfect condom," chuckling.

"Remove the cuffs right now, honey!"

"I want to find the perfect condom to fit my perfectly sized penis."

"Now, honey!"

"If the condoms are too big, then they fall right off. And the ones too small, they can break. Since, I'm so dang big at eight inches, my beauty. Walruses are the largest pinniped, not pimped. 'Pinni' means that a walrus can walk on its fins like a man on his legs with the biggest dangest penis in the mammal world. Unbelievable, ain't it?"

"Remove the cuffs right now, honey!"

"Almighty God made the man's average penis to fit nicely into a woman's average depth of a vagina about six inches. We should conduct a new clinical field trial to gather, measure, and collect your vagina depth for safety," he laughed.

"Now, honey!"

He exhaled with a huff of frustration and studied down at his penis that was locked inside her open and locked wrist bones. "O man! Now, you did it. My big penis is shrinking before my very eyes. That's because it's cold inside this little tiny log cabin. But I bet you can warm me back up, honey. Come on, honey! Come on, babe!"

She growled. "Untie me right now!"

He back stepped and jerked out a wrinkling penis from her open palms, pulling up the clothes over his dick. He swung around and moved ahead, shaking one leg with a chuckle toward the high table, grabbing the cuff key and pivoted around with a smile, moving back to her with a nod, "Shore, my lovely. You have been a dream helping me with my penis clinical trial. She learned from a few past clinical trials that swimming always makes my penis shrink. Do you like to swim, my lovely?" He stopped and stood in front of her.

She held out both wrist bones.

He reached down and unlocked the pair of handcuffs with a smile, letting the cuffs fall down into a hand.

She stood upright from the stool and dashed ahead toward the hallway, waving blood into both arms with a sour frown in silence.

He spun around with a smile to see her ass. "Penises can vary in measurement due to stress, fatigue, frequency of sexual activity, and arousal levels." She turned and disappeared around the wall corner and into the darkness. He laughed with a nod at the wall. "Remember? You need to wash off both of your dirty sticky stinky hands with my sweet sperm magic, dear. You need to comb your pretty long hair, honey. You need to brush your food stained teeth from eating your oatmeal cookie, sugar. And you need to make the bed after your cat nap, sweetheart," he moved ahead toward the open archway with a smile.

She slammed the bathroom door with a loud boom.

He exited the room with a laugh and then slammed the master bedroom.

04:04:04 pm

Cool air-conditioned room

Hot temperatures and bright sunlight outdoor

Master bedroom location

Second bathroom setting

She stopped and spun around, sitting down on top of the toilet seat then shitted out all the food items with a loud grunt and peeing out all the numerous beverages with a soft hiss that she had consumed during the work shift, standing upright and wiped off the dirty ass with a distorted face. She turned to the side and reached over, slapping the faucet with the cold water.

She entered the cold water and showered, lathering up in a set of white bubbles of soap, washing every part of her body including the hair roots. She finished her bath and cut off the water, stepping out from the shower stall onto the bathroom floor in both wetness and nakedness. She was five feet and nine inches tall in height and weighed 121 pounds with a head of shoulder length blonde hair, a pair of brown eyes with a tone of natural dark skin and thirty years old in age.

She wiggled side to side with a giggle. Her two breasts jiggled and wiggled side to side with fun. She had established a proper food diet and a series of body exercise every day before her marriage.

She turned to the side and moved ahead, flinging an arm or a leg one at a time while tossing off all the water droplets, drying off her wet body and scooted out the bathroom door.

The door slammed shut.

She moved ahead toward the bed mattress with a sour frown and a soft whisper for her eardrums only. "Work, work, work. Then cook, cook, cook. Then fuck, fuck, fuck. I'm nothing but a worker and a maid and a whore. She wanna to feel love. She must feel love. Awe! He loves me!"

She leaned over the night stand and grabbed the sweaty beverage, gulfing down the cool liquid and then burped out loud and replaced the empty tumbler on top of the hard surface. She spun around with a giggle and stared at the closed door with a smile. "But first, I'm going to love myself," she moved ahead and stopped, standing in front of the bed mattress with a laugh, dropping down on top of the bed linens over the bed on a back spine over the soft red tinted bed linens and the rear of the hairy skull on top of the satin pillow case with a giggle.

She bent both kneecaps on top of the bed linens and lifted up the butthole and both hips in the air from the soft mattress of bed linens, gently lowering down the edge of the soft finger pad on top of the protruded fold skin on the external part of her genital, the clitoris. She gently rubbed the finger pad up and down on the clitoris. The female clitoris was similar to the foreskin at the end of a male penis. It was very sensitive to stimulation into an orgasm with the right friction of a single finger digit.

She arched the back muscles upward and lifted the butthole higher into the air, pushing a back spine down deeper into the bed mattress, breathing heavy with pleasure. She slowly dropped a dry finger digit down and dug down into the light brown colored pubic hair into the large lips of the vagina, feeling the fleshy skin that started to secret glands with sweat and oil. The set of large lips of the vagina was the same as the male scrotum. She caressed the lips that produced sweat on the finger and a forehead, sounding with a soft moan with pleasure.

She thrust the middle finger into the vagina inside and then outside with mighty finger force, sounding with a set of loud moans. The sensation tickled the lining of the vagina and created more mucus.

Usually, the vagina used for male sperm to travel up the tract and into the female egg, creating a fetus.

Well, she didn't have a dick of the prince in the room, only her finger. The middle finger was the best digit of the hand, since it was the longest length to reach deeper into the tight vagina.

Her body tingled with desire of a real penis inside her vagina.

The middle finger sawed inward and outward in a swifter motion of her pussy, and as the lining soft tissues of the vagina flooded with a thick moisture from the exciting finger fuck. The moisture turned into white colored vagina fluid that flooded the interior of the vagina, onto the finger, and over the bed linens. She felt the hot liquid over the skin.

She thrust the middle finger faster in and out while lifting upright both legs from the wet bed linens. Then, the middle finger reached deeper down into the moist vagina and as, she felt greater pleasure. She panted in a series of heavy breathes and sweated on the face, the breasts, and the neck. She was getting closer to an orgasm.

She continued to thrust the longest finger in and out the vagina hole flooding the hand and the bed linens, panting in a series of heavy breathes and sweated over the body.

Right before a finger fucking orgasm, she sweated out the perspiration from the motion, feeling a built-up of heat and water.

She was almost there with the orgasm.

She parted the legs and rammed the middle finger down into the slick and wet vagina with a deep grunts of lust and as, the finger thrust faster in and out.

Her body quivered and shook with the wonderful orgasm and as, she gasped for fresh air molecules with an open mouth. Her body broke into a set of sweat balls of heat. Vagina discharge flooded her and the bed linens. Finally, her vagina contracted back and forth with a set of spasm of pain and pleasure.

She breathed in a set of heavy pants and closed both eyelashes, enjoying the tinkling of her body with nasty lust and dreams of fucking her legally married husband.

She had learned the technique from trial and pleasure. The finger fuck was the best sensation and solution for a quickie female orgasm, since she didn't have her legally married husband.

She jerked out the middle finger and reached over, wiping the digits and the hand clean over the dry part of the bed linens with a grin, feeling tingling and relaxed after the nice pleasure. The wet vagina discharge coated the dry fabric. She turned on the side and closed the eyelashes, dreaming of her legally married husband.

The bathroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

She awoke with a tongue of mouth drool over the bottom lip and a finger inside her vagina, ripping out the finger that held vagina discharge with a sour frown. She heard the set of cowboy boots stomping over the wooden floor.

He slowly strolled into the room and then halted with a smile.

She rolled to the side and moved off the bed mattress, standing upright with a sour frown, reaching down onto the floor and grabbed the ugly purple tinted terry bathrobe which was her birthday present this year. She slowly stood upright with a stern face and strolled ahead to wash off her smelly body and then halted with a gasp of shock.

A few feet from the open archway, an unknown male and female stood together while staring at the female in the ugly purple tinted terry cloth bathroom.

The female was a young, tall, sexy, beautiful woman possessing a head of long blonde colored hair, a pair of blue eyes, a set of long legs, a tiny waist and a pair of 36DD large breasts. All her girly features were hidden underneath a pink tinted fuzzy bathrobe.

The male was a middle-aged, tall, sexy, and handsome with a head of cropped brown tinted hair, a pair of violet eyeballs, and fully clothed in a black short-sleeved shirt, a pair of dark colored blue jeans, and a pair of red and blue tinted cowboy boots.

She whispered for her eardrums only. "What is this? Am I in the right bedroom? Am I dreaming here?"

The unknown handsome male lifted both arms over his brown tinted hair roots, saying with a smile. "Attack me, girls!"

She smiled. "That ain't my legally married husband. So, this must be a dream, a very good dream." She dashed ahead with a smile from the bed mattress and stopped, leaning down, wandering a pair naked hands over his tall and muscular dark skinned body.

He grunted, stalking his two prey then kissed the platinum locks one each female. "You are," frowning with confusion.

She rotated her hands over his shirt, "Me."

"Me," the young tall and sexy female with blonde hair and pink tinted fuzzy bathroom tickled his armpit.

He shook his skull with more confusion. The two females looked alike in appearance, sound, and manner, stroking his shirt, tickling his jeans with their four small delicate female hands. He leaned into the female underneath a right armpit. She smiled at him. He smiled. "Kitten One." he assigned a new name, kissing her pouted soft pink lips then turn to the other twin. "Kitten Two." he kissed the same fleshy soft pink lips, smelling their sweet honeysuckle, enjoying their giggles. "Can ya'll remember your call names?"

"Kitten One." The girl on his right smiled and said.

"Kitten Two." The girl on his left smiled and said.

He smiled for the first accomplishment of the evening and lifted both arms over his hair roots with a chuckle. "Strip me, kittens."

They set to work immediately. Kitten One pulled off his shirt from the empty belt loops. Kitten Two unzipped his jeans with her talented finger pads.

He danced wiggling his hips, when the blue jeans fell over his cowboy boots. He scooted and wiggled his boots over to the lounge chair sitting in his underwear.

The two females followed him and then assisted pulling down the jeans over his pair of boots.

Kitten Two gently touches the top leather of his right boot. He frowned. "Don't ever touch a man's boot, without permission, honey."

"Okay," Kitten Two tenderly rubbed his naked leg with her warm soft hands.

He smiled, patting with her soft hair, stepping out from the blue jeans.

They stretched and pulled down his briefs down around his cowboy boots. He stepped a right boot then a left boot, showing off his man-nudeness. They gasped and smiled wandering their four hands and twenty finger pads from his deltoids to his dick and then his kneecaps and finally his ankles.

His dick was flat now but it was about to grow taller than a southern pine. "Strip for me, kittens."

He sidestepped and sat on top of the free-standing foot stool in front of the lounge chair in the wall corner near the bedroom window and stretched out both boot heels over the wooden floor. He watched the lesbian play in action, feeling his little dick grow bigger. He giggled and grunted with lustful pleasure.

They turned and hugged each other's naked bodies, pulling off the bathrobe, revealing a pair of naked tits with tiny pointy pink nipples on each breast.

He grunted with his lusty excitement. "Touch each other, kittens," he watched with lustful sin of delight.

Kitten One grabbed the other one's breasts with both her hands, massaging her fingers around and around in a rough circle. Kitten Two twirled her index fingers around the other one's nipples.

They both panted and gasped, tossing their heads backward for his lesbian show.

He grunted feeling his dick expand from flat to firm, lifting upwards. "Lick each other, kittens," smiling with lustful greed.

Kitten Two dipped her head down into the other girl's right breast, sucking on the nipple and then moved her lips over to the left nipple, sucking for joy. He grew harder and taller. Kitten Two stopped her slurping noise.

Kitten One bent her face, sucking onto the other girl's left breast, playing with the right breast and then switched her hand and lip movement to the opposite side.

He grunted and grew his dick taller. "Finger fuck each other, kittens." He smiled and enjoyed the lesbian twin action, smiling with love and lust.

Kitten One slowly bent down at her waist in a backward position, arching her body, like a gymnastic. He dropped open his mouth with stunned amusement.

Kitten One landed both her hands flat onto the floor, creating a pretty neat inverted U-shaped with her limber body. Kitten Two slid her body to the right side and then jabbed her finger into the other girl's pussy.

He gasped and grunted in lusty amusement, "Golly."

Kitten One gently thrusted her index finger in and out of the exposed pussy. Kitten Two gently slid her body back and forth in an opposite noiseless rhythm with the hand movement. The pussy and finger crushed and then thrusted beautifully together.

His dick suddenly engorged, enlarged, and elongated toward a fucking full moon. He grunted leaning forward, folding at the waist, watching the lustful play, before his eyeballs. He groaned. "Golly." He swallowed the thick salvia from his watery mouth then gently touch his dick with his fingers about ready to explode into action. "Kittens," he croaked, since his vocal cords were swollen with thick pockets of mouth salvia.

"Yes," Kitten One thrusted her finger deeper into the other girl's pussy for an outstanding lesbian show.

He smiled. "Do me, kittens."

Kitten Two un-bent her body, standing upright and giggled with amusement.

They turned and moved ahead toward him while grinning and giggling with their own happy sexual mental thoughts.

Kitten Two bounced her tits side to side and then stopped, straddling in-between his legs. He smiled. "Sit on your knees, first, and then straddle over my dick." He stretched my nudeness across the free-standing foot stool in front of the lounge chair with a grunt.

Kitten Two crawled over his hips. She danced on her boney knees, cutting into his hips bones, holding her pelvis in front of his dick. She slowly reached with both wiggling hands toward his penis.

"No! You can do play with my dick, later, after I bust. Kitten one, hold your hands under her armpits, while she squats and hovers her pussy over my dick."

Kitten One shuffled ahead and stood behind the other girl's back spine placing a cupped palm underneath the armpit on Kitten Two.

He reached out and held onto the tiny waistline on Kitten Two, gently gliding her pussy hole directly over on top of his elongated dick.

The two girls gasped with lusty excitement.

Kitten Two wiggled her kneecaps side to side, slowly swaying her blonde curly pussy hair over the leaking tip of his elongated dick.

"Squat down on my dick, kitten." He watched her plunge a wiggling body into his tip, feeling the tightness of soft vagina lips.

"O! No. No. No!" She screamed in pain, trying to wiggle off his dick, flinging her arms in the air. He shifted both hands from her waistline then violently slam both palms onto her collar bone. Kitten Two dropped her vagina down into his fully elongated and engorged dick.

He grunted in both pain and pleasure, "Ugg!" He vagina hugged his penis. Her pubic bone tickled his hairy balls with her fuck squatting pose.

"O! No. No. No!" She sobbed with tears in pain.

He placed both hands her jerking Kitten Two up and down on his dick. He grunted. "Jump up and down on my dick. Fuck me, kitten." He felt the blood, rushing quickly to the tip, heating my body, along with the tension and tighten of tight vagina wall, cuddling around his dick.

She danced on top, waving her arms, bucking her kneecaps. He held her in place for his pleasure. "O! No. No. No!" She screamed in pleasure.

He leaned forward back into the seat on lounge chair while enjoying the cowgirl ride with my boot soles planted on the flooring. Kitten One jerked her hands up and down in a steady rhythm. He felt more heat of sperm and rush of blood.

She jumped up and down, building up the pressure from his balls, since he was about to explode. He lifted Kitten Two using his man-strength from his abused dick into the air. She stumbled backward over his kneecaps into the other girl's naked arms. Then she flung her naked body toward the bed mattress with the red tinted bed linens while crying with both pain and pleasure.

His dick pressure died down for a few seconds. Kitten One posed her pussy over my penis.

Kitten Two continued to cry in pain and covered her nakedness with the red tinted bed sheets, laying her head on the pillow case, without looking at him.

Kitten One giggled with excitement and swiftly climbed over his legs. He smiled. "Hop on, Kitten One. I'll pretty your flower with my seedlings."

She wiggled and then struggled both of her legs side to side, trying to locate her pussy hole over his used and abused red-colored dick from his feel-good partial fucking sex act with Kitten Two. Then, Kitten One sucked her vagina lips down into his penis, screaming out loud, waving both arms in the air with a smile. "Yes. Yes. O. O. O."

He slightly upright the torso and then slammed both his hands over her collar bone. Kitten One screamed in pain. "O! No. No. No!" She bit her bottom lip, hanging onto the ride. He jerked her armpits up and down quickly gathering the pressure in his dick.

"O! No. No. No." She screamed with delight and determination of both pain and pleasure.

His man-strength worked overtime jumping her nakedness up and down, building up the pressure from his two balls, heading into his engorged dick.

His dick was almost, as thick as, his bicep, chuckling. His body was fire. He was close to the edge. "Go, kitten!" He was hard and ready to shoot his sperm, since he couldn't hold his load any longer. His nuts were about to pop and spill over onto his legs. He felt his dick stiffen for the final blow of sperm men, "Faster, kitten! I'm about to pop."

Then he exploded a volcano of sperm into her pussy while feeling the earthquakes. His ejaculation force was a continuous stream of facet of cascading water with a set of muscle spasms and involuntary pelvic thrusts for a great long fuck that was coupled with a good long gush of sperm of lusty gratification. Then his left eye went blind as and his body shivered in sexual shock.

He slowly exhaled with the pleasure of sex and felt sleepy slowly standing upright from the free-standing foot stool, stretching both of his long arms toward the ceiling and smiled with dumbness of sexual completion.

He swung his body and his wrinkled dick, moving ahead toward the same bed mattress and stopped, crawling his nakedness between the two female while wearing his pair of cowboy boots. He leaned over and kissed the hair roots of blonde on each female, leaning down onto the rest of pillows in red tinted satin and closed his eyelids with a smile and a whisper. "Good night, kittens!"

The master bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

She awoke with dripping smelly mouth drool over the red satin colored pillow case wiggling side to side from the loud noise while blinking open her eyelashes and then grinned with her recent sexy dream. She looked up and stared at the free-standing foot stool that was not attached to the lounge chair which stood inside the wall corner that had been a part of her sexy dream with puzzlement.

She might go and sit down on top of the free-standing foot stool while re-living her recent "wet" dream, softly chuckling with amusement.

She turned and gasped at the time. The clock face read: 08:08:08 pm.

She had been in their share bed all morning, afternoon, and into the last evening.

On top of the wooden floor, he slowly entered into their shared room with a smile holding a sweaty cold bottle of beer.

She rolled off and then moved off the bed mattress dragging the top red tinted bed linen around her arm and stood upright on top of the floor with a sour frown, strolling ahead to wash off her smelly body.

He swiftly dashed ahead with a smile and then crashed into her naked body, curling one bicep around her naked collar bone, giving her a hug. Then he leaned over and kissed her lips with his soft petals of man-flesh. He slowly released her mouth from her chapped lips, pulling back with a smile. "You're so beautiful, honey. Are you ready for me? Did you enjoy your catnap?" He sipped the beer and then burped out loud into her face.

She turned with a grunt and stared at the time clock with confusion. The time read 6:06 pm in the early evening. She returned and faked a smile at him. "Yeah."

He laughed. "This is fun skipping work and fucking all day long."

"Yeah."

He moved them toward the bed mattress with a smile. "I long for your body, homey or honey or hold me." He snuggled his nose into her neck.

She wiggled inside his warm muscular arms with a sour frown. "Sucky pick-up line, honey!"

"That ain't no pick-up line. It's a promise, honey." He whispered into her ear and then stopped, resting across the bed mattress. "Come here and play, honey!" He patted an empty spot beside his hip while holding the bottle of beer and watches her.

She crawled over the bedding with a fake smile.

He looked down at his penis. "Watch my little fellow. It's flat, now, but it grows tall and big, like a soldier, like me." He sipped and then burped out loud from the gulping down the beer too fast.

She smelled burp breathe. "Yeah!" She stared at his curly-q skin of pale white dick, watching it wiggle and waggle upright.

He stared too. "This is the best foreplay in the universe, watching other chicks and ducks fuck each other, making ya hot and heated. She really quick for our first fuck, I'm getting bigger. Look see! I'm rising, just like my mama's buttermilk biscuits."

She gasped with shock.

His penis slowly moves side to side, lifting upright, within his blonde hairy balls into the air, and taking flight towards a full moon.

She giggled. "You don't do foreplay."

"I fore play alone," he chuckled.

She giggled and watched his penis stand between his balls. His pale skin straightens in tallness. "Nuh-uh," She smiled both in fun amusement and total confusion. Then, she felt tingling inside my tits from the nipple popping, the excitement in my mind, and stretching my vagina, without touching my body with my fingers. Her eyeballs purely enjoy the nasty recorded porn show.

"Uhn-uh." She felt her nipples hardened and her vagina expand with slight pain. her body desires some nice hand-touching action from him.

He grinned. "Look at her little fellow standing like a soldier."

"Uh-huh." She stared at his penis, feeling her body shiver from both excitement and fright, being her first fuck.

He fingered his penis, laughing. "I'm inflated and buff. Check out her fellow."

She grinned with delight.

He sat the beer bottle on the nightstand. Then, he rolled his long body over her vertical body.

"Honey!" She whispered, looking into his smiling face, not moving her hands, arms, legs, or feet. She felt his fellow, racking against her tummy and then his fellow moves closer down to her flower, dripping his penis juice on her curly pubic hairs.

He sweetly whispered, leaning into her face. "Bend your knees, Honey. It's time for you to be, all mine. Close your eyes. You'll greatly enjoy this, honey."

He dipped his face towards her mouth, tenderly kissing her trembling lips with his warm lips then emerges his smiling face. He whispered into her nose. "I'll not hurt ya, honey. Get on your knees. We'll do it doggie style. I can control the pressure of my entrance point." He stood on his knees.

She twisted around on her kneecaps.

He lifted his face and whispers into her right eardrum. "Let your mind absorb that lustful emotion into your bones. Then your vagina will expand for me to enter, only hurting you a little bit. So, as I ease inside, you holler like a baby piglet for its mama. That's help a lot. Then, I can measure your yodel with the other bitches' yodeling."

"Honey!" She exhaled.

He chuckled, kissing her earlobe, then her neck, easing her fury and fight. He lifts his torso.

She felt his heat against her ass.

He shoved his hands between her legs, parting them wider then scoots his body in close, bumping his hips against her ass.

She felt the tip of his penis, nicely massaging her vagina.

He leans over her, whispering into her eardrum. "I'm going in."

She felt her body immediately react. Her tits went hard burning with intense fire. Her arms and hands hold wet water sweat with passionate fright. And her vagina started to expand outward with a little more pain, when the soft rounded flesh tip of his penis touches the lips of her vagina.

He slowly pierced the thin layer of skin again.

She ached. "Ugh." She felt pleasure and a little bit of pain, breathing deeply for more air molecules. "Awe."

"Half way, honey. You're doing great, honey." He shoved his penis head deeper into her vagina.

"Awe," She felt excited pleasure coupled with a small amount of tighten pain, as her vagina lips expand for his big penis.

"I'm in, honey."

"Awe," She feel erotic pleasure, while his penis fills me with dirty lust.

He planted his penis completely into her vagina, lifting his torso, gently rubbing her ass with his big warm hands. He exhaled smiling. "You feel so good, honey. I'm going to rotate her little fellow, like a washer machine, to get ya more wet lubricated, before the powerful thrusting, darling." He circled hips slightly.

She felt his penis wiggling awake, producing intense pain and erotic pleasure inside her vagina. Then, she screamed with both pain and pleasure. "Ah!" She closed her eyelashes, feeling too many mixed emotional mind-blowing sensations of both pain and pleasure.

He thrusted deeper his penis.

She reared her chest from the last painful penis plunge.

His naked chest fell down covering her swan neck to her pretty ass, forcing her lips to the bed mattress. Then, he hung over her body, grunting into her ear with a steady beat of wild excited animal sounds. "Ugh! Ugh! Scream, honey."

"Ah!" She felt each powerful thrust, feeling dirty lust and dangerous pain.

He thrusted in and out of her while grunting. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Scream, honey."

"Ah!"

He thrusted in and out of her, grunting. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Scream, honey."

She felt pain then pleasure, then lust, then love, and then exploded into erotic dirty lust. She flooded hot liquid from her vagina walls, forcing her female-ejaculation over his penis.

He slowly thrusted in and out of her vagina. His penis was slowly deflating inside her vagina, pouring their sex juices over their limbs and the bed.

He didn't withdraw from her but slammed his body flat on the top of her in both joy and exhaustion, lying over her sweaty body, during the summertime heat of our fun fucking festival.

She smiled.

He rolled over onto his back muscles from her.

She lifted her face and smiled at him leaking vagina juice from her vagina over the bed linens. Then, she exhaled plopping onto her back against the she-pillow, closing her eyelashes, enjoying the moment.

His eyelids were closed, controlling the heavy chest breathes, wiping the sweat from his face. He feels both satisfaction and love. "Honey, remember this time for me!"

"Of course, honey!" She opened her eyelashes, cutting her eyelashes at He, massaging his penis with his cupped hand. She giggled. "What are your doing, honey?"

"After the first explosion, I have to rev the engine for a second round, dear. Don't take long, but some work. So I play with her little fellow." He gently strummed his penis, smiling and humming with delight.

"Playing with myself!?" She smiled watching him enjoy his personal masturbation, and stroking his penis.

He opened his eyelids then cut his eyeballs to her, grinning. "You play with your flower. I like to watch. It gets me roused quicker. Grr!"

She giggled, leaning her skull into the pillow, closing her eyelashes, reliving their fuck. She felt the deep sensations of dirty lust, gently touching her pubic hair then twisting the soft curly hair around her fingers.

He cut his eyelids to her, grunting, grinning, and drooling. He lightly strokes his penis from the bottom to the top with all five fingers, grinning and drooling at her. "Go, Honey."

"Going, doing, feeling, hmm," She felt the excited pleasure of her self-masturbating and then increase the finger thrusts into her vagina for more lustful hotness. She didn't feel the arm pain from his elbow punch. She continued to finger fuck her vagina, cutting her eyelashes at him.

He smiled at her with his penis, standing upright to full soldier attention, again.

She gasped. "Why did you stop playing your little fellow, honey?"

He winked, chuckling. "I'm about to explode onto her legs. You make me come fastest and only for you, honey. So, I stop rubbing the little fellow and then the feeling goes away, settling down, like a wild tiger, for the hunt." He tenderly touches his elongated and engorged penis with his hand. "How are you doing, honey?"

"Almost there," She panted with heavy breathes between the intense and quick two finger fuck thrusts.

He crawled over her, standing on his palms and toes, smiles into her. He licked his tongue onto her parted lips and then gently kisses her lips, blocking some of her breathing. "Breathe through your nose, honey, so ya don't faint. I will be really disappointed, since I plan to fuck you, until dawn light, darling."

"You can go that long," She gasped between the thrusts of pleasure with her fingers, exhaling.

"I can with you, honey. You're mine, honey. No one else, but mine." He licked her ear then kissed the lobe, then placed his finger into her vagina, along with her finger.

They fucked each other while creating intense passion, pleasure, excitement building up to her second orgasm of the night.

"Ah!" She screamed in dirty lust.

He licked her ear then kissed her lobe, tenderly. "Grr!" He chuckled at her great belle performance and then licked his tongue in the middle of her sweaty forehead, and then gently kisses her skin.

Their fingers slid in and out of her vagina.

"Grr!"

"Ah!" She screamed in pleasure, feeling the vagina walls burst, lubricating her flesh, flooding her fingers dripping out her vagina lips. She panted then exploded into her second orgasm of lusty pleasure, without any pain, grinning and giggling with delight.

He chuckled at her great belle performance, kissing her sweaty forehead then her lips passionately. Then, he released her mouth, tickling her body with his tongue from her lips down to her vagina. He bathed her body with his rough tongue.

She felt clean, like a baby, exhaling and giggling.

He lifted his torso, smiling at her.

She opened her eyelashes then lifted her shoulders from the pillow.

He smiled. "I want you to slide forward, facing her feet and then hold onto her ankles with your long arms and ride her little fellow up and down, using your vagina, Honey."

She scooted and landed on his hips. "We call it, a flower."

"Fine, honey! It's time for me to plant some new seedlings into your rose flower garden. Bend at your knees over her hips." He touched her foot. "I'll tickle your feet, while you fertilize her tree branch."

She slowly slid her vagina onto the tip of his big fellow, rounded penis, filled with his man-juice. Then, she slowly swayed her hips back and forth for his pleasure, giggling.

"Honey," he smiled rubbing his hands over her ass and rear back.

"You like," She giggled.

"I like," he groaned then grabbed both of her ankles, swiftly jolting his hips into her vagina.

"Ah!"

He laughed. "Ride, cowgirl! Ride me! Yahoo! Go, cowgirl!"

She steadied her hips, holding stationary in the air.

He did all the hard work. He bucked up and down hips along with his penis into her vagina, using his ass and leg muscles, yodeling his pleasure around the room. "Ya get a cute pinky-pink ass."

"Thanks."

"Yahoo! Go, honey."

They bucked up and down with fun and pleasure.

Then, she exploded from the tickling inside her vagina. She flooded out hot liquid from her vagina lips and then down both our inner thighs.

He gently tossed her off his penis, rolling her to the side of the bed.

He slipped his body behind her butt, curving nicely into her folded frame then massages his wet sticky penis into her back muscles, making her giggle. He spooned his body, kissing her butt cheekbone, whispering. "Honey."

"He," she smiled with joy and lust at the tender loving moment.

He swung around then penetrates her vagina from behind with his penis, slowly and gently.

She closed her eyelashes, enjoying a new sensation and tenderness of big bad asshole He.

They moved in synchronized flow of motion, like long-time lovers.

He gently thrust in then out, then in, and then out. He tenderly tickled her breast with two fingers, being sideways, together, on the bed mattress.

"O!" She felt comfort. This is the way her life and her love is supposed to honor me.

He lifted her leg, shifting it over her hip then dives his penis deeper into her vagina.

"Ah!" She felt pleasure.

"Honey," he whispered into her ear and then shifts his hand down to her vagina lips. He gently fucked her vagina with his finger, kissing her earlobe "Honey."

He whispered her name with his deep sexy passion in baritone tuba voice.

She felt feel happy, lusty, dirty, and erotic from his tenderly touches and gently words into her eardrum.

He whispered and rubbed her breast then slowly sliding in and out his penis.

She felt sexy, wanted, and loved. She suddenly relived her deep emotions for him as her legally married husband.

He was the pillow case fabric and she was the pillow case that was wrapped around each other, without any restrictions or obligations or commitments.

His long body nicely wrapped around her tallness spooning her into his hard chest.

I felt his heart beat vibrating into her skin like they were one creature of pleasure. She smiled.

His hand gently massages each breast with tenderness, while his two fingers fuck her vagina.

She giggled with her silly belle lusty lovey-dovey thoughts.

His man-strength dazzled her mind, lifting her hips with his knee, gently thrusting his penis deeply into her vagina, doing the work of two lovers.

She enjoyed the tactic contact, the soft touch, and the pleasure thrusts, since he tenderly protects me from both pain and harm, providing joy and pleasure, like a trusty spouse.

"Honey," he kissed her earlobe, whispering her 'pet' name.

She melted like butter surrendering her pleasure for his love. She closed her eyelashes, enjoying the erotic dirty lust.

He grunted signaling his heightened pleasure. He exploded from his penis into her vagina.

She felt his hot toasty sperm warm her inner flesh then he shivers his body against her wet skin with exalted erotic lustiness.

He grunted and then withdrew his penis. He flipped onto his back in total exhaustion and lust.

She giggled and twisted around, rubbing his sweaty chest with both her hands then lean her face towards his elongated red-colored penis from our long fucking fest.

He softly said, "Be gently."

She leaned over to the tip, placing it into her mouth, consuming the roof, tongue, and both cheeks of her inner mouth with his huge dick more than eight inches in long and two inches in diameter.

He laughed. "Sit up on your knees, lean into her hips. You're going to need more room. My girls need a bigger mouth to suck me, honey. But, those girls are gone now, honey."

She followed his instruction and then dipped her lips over his penis, tickling the tip with her tongue.

He chuckled.

She swallowed his penis deeper into her mouth, licking up and down his dick, cleaning off her vagina juices.

He grinned with a goofy smile, chuckling.

She quickly cleaned his penis and then lifted up a smiling face, scooting around his body, standing over his nakedness. She attacked his smile with her wet luscious lips. her sweet tasting tongue thrusts back and forth for domination in his mouth, winning. She stopped the tongue tagging then smiled, giggling.

He smiled. "Honey."

She melted like butter with his pet favored name, laying her sweat over his sweat, giggling and grinning at their fun fucking festival, tingling with dirty lust in her mind, her vagina, and her soul. "Hmm!"

"Honey, I'm going to leave."

She opened the eyelashes and frowned at him resting on top of their shared bed mattress. "Leave! Where are you going, honey?"

He laughed. "I'm going to the leave and go piss. Then you're going to depart the house next," he slid off the bed and moved across the room toward the open door, exiting their shared bedroom space.

The master bedroom door slammed shut with a loud boom.

She gasped in shock. "What, depart?" She stared at the closed door with a confused brow in silence and then shrugged a shoulder. She slid off the wet bed linens and stood upright, changing out the dirty linens with a fresh set of yellow tinted satin bed linens. She kicked the pile of dirty red tinted satin bed linens into the wall corner with the growing pile of colorful dirty laundry which she would attack tomorrow afternoon after her working job.

Her husband had purchased an array of satin bed linens in different colors for their shared bed mattress that had been used every night since their shared marriage for the past two years and six months.

The bedroom door slid open with a loud boom.

He entered into the bedroom with a smile and toted a new food tray of items, stopping beside his night stand, placing the tray on top of hard surface. "I brought food and drink." He provided her a small plate of food and a tall, cold beverage.

"Thanks!" She accepted and started swiftly eating the food in silence. Her body was sore and tired. Her mind was blank and numb. Her stomach was empty and growling. Her day had been long and painfully.

He swiftly finished off the food items wiping off a dirty mouth with a smile. "Our day has been long and fun, honey."

"Yeah," she sipped and then swallowed the beverage.

He back stepped from their shared bed mattress and toted an empty food tray of trash with a grin and then left the master bedroom. "I'll be back for our next fuck, honey."

Yeah." She placed the empty dishes on top of her nightstand, sliding down on top of the yellow tinted bed linen with bad breath and body odor, exhaling in exhaustion. She closed her eyelashes mentally thinking of her legally married husband.

The master bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

She stirred on top of the bed mattress with the yellow tinted bed linens and blinked open her eyelashes, seeing the moonlight over the wooden floor.

The day had already turned into the evening hours.

She heard a set of loud voice and musical sounds downstairs inside the living room of their shared house while thinking someone was tossing a party inside their home for some reason.

He moved ahead from the open archway with a chuckle and a pair of naked feet and then stopped a few inches from the open archway while staring at the naked woman on top of the yellow tinted bed linens.

The moonlight illuminated the bed linens.

She flipped onto her back spine with a gasp and stared at the strange, unknown male.

The unknown male was very tall standing a few feet from the bed mattress and as his elongated dick bounced up and down in the air.

The man reached back and slammed the door shut with a naked foot, stumbling toward the edge of her bed mattress while grunting with manly lust.

She gasped in alarm.

Tall Male stopped and stood at the edge of her bed mattress laughing with bad teeth and smelling of liquid.

She didn't know his face or his name but dubbed him in her dream as Tall Male.

He lifted a leg and placed the kneecap on the edge of her bed mattress.

She gasped in panic. Tall Male was going to fuck her.

Then he jumped onto the bed mattress, reaching out, grabbing both her arms and held her into his chest. He leaned down and roughly kissed her lips, pulling back with a smile and a bad stench of alcohol. "Fuck me, honey!"

She screamed out loud and struggled side to side without breaking loose.

He encircled both his of strong arms around her naked chest and pulled her body into his face, kissing her again. She tasted the whiskey.

He shoved her backward onto the bed mattress, holding her down with his biceps, smashing her breasts with his body. She could not breathe.

He used his legs and pushed her legs apart and injected his penis into her tight pussy. She screamed with fear and sobbed with tears of pain as he laughed. "Scream louder, honey." Tall Male smiled and thrusted harder, longer, and deeper in and out of her pussy.

She screamed and struggled as he hit his climax, tensing and sighing with joy, falling down into her chest from his weakened state. She sobbed.

He whispered down into her naked breasts. "Good fuck, honey." Tall Male removed his crinkled dick from her wet vagina, standing on both of his kneecaps, smiling into her face.

He moved off her naked body and then her bed mattress, moving his naked ass back toward the archway, opening the door and strutted out of the master bedroom.

The master bedroom door remained opened. A set of loud music and voice echoed from the downstairs up toward the second level of their shared house.

She continued to rest on top of the bed mattress with a confused brow and slid off, scanning the dark and quiet master bedroom. She strolled and stopped inside the archway while hearing noise downstairs which was very strange.

He and she had not arranged a party for the evening. As a matter of fact, she was too tired to entertain guests tonight.

She slowly moved ahead and stopped, standing the shadow of the hallway, peeking down into the living room setting.

Downstairs, the living room setting was filled with guests, including men, female and teenager, who were all naked and drinking bottles of beer. Some were butt fucking each other. The others were cock-sucking each other.

On top of the staircase, she gasped in alarm and covered her open mouth.

The preacher man from her local church was present down there inside her living room floor, squatting down, sucking the naked dick on her legally married husband.

At the top of the staircase in the shadows, she reached up and touched her head, back tracking form the staircase banister, shaking her curls and whispered for her eardrums only. "This is a dream. This is a nightmare. Wake up! You're sleeping," she gagged on her mouth spit and saw the white powdery cocaine over the dark wooden coffee table.

They couldn't afford to buy cocaine.

Each invited and unwelcomed male was snorting up the cocaine on top of the table, a bottle of beer and fucking each other.

Inside the archway, she softly moaned and reached out, gently closing shut the bedroom door and removed her hands. She shook her curls with a puzzled brow. "Now, I know this is a dream. We don't purchase and consume illegal drugs ever and never. So, this is a really bad dream," she back stepped and dropped down on top of the wet yellow tinted bed linens, exhaling with confusion. her head hurt and her heart beat, but her mind was blank.

The bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

She looked up with a gasp.

A new male appeared and stood inside the archway, displaying in a very, very short height. Tiny Male, she mentally dubbed the new unknown male with brown hair and a tiny penis.

He strutted toward her bed and stopped, leaning over and kissing her lips.

She gasped in alarm and scooted backwards from Tiny Male, looking down at his penis, almost laughing, understanding her version of the word, tiny. His dick was two inches long, if that. She held her snicker as he noticed.

He climbed over her and rammed his tiny sucker into her stretched pussy, thrusting up and down. She did not feel anything.

He continued to move up and down and grunted with lust, tensing and finishing his business. She did not climax.

He sat back on his kneecaps, saying with a smile. "Good fuck, honey." She stared at his tiny dick.

Tiny Male nodded with a smile. "Remember that, honey!" He slid off the bed mattress and wiggled a naked ass toward the door, opening the door.

The master bedroom slammed shut with a loud boom.

She dropped down into the pillow and rubbed her temple, "This is a very bad dream."

The master bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

She looked up with a gasp.

Inside the archway of dull light, a new male stood tall and taller while the loud party noise invaded her eardrums and the quiet bedroom. He strutted in nakedness towards her and wore a bright smile. His super-long and super large sized white colored dick waved to her also.

Her mental mind quickly dubbed the unknown male: Bull Male.

His dick was long, round, primed, and wet, bowing up and down on his tall muscular frame. His body leaned over the bed, not touching her. He grabbed her legs and flipped her onto her stomach, raising her ass in the air.

He spread her legs and locked his hands around her ankles, crawling his kneecaps over the bed mattress. He lined up his dick even with her pussy, slowly easing his dick tip into the edge of her clitoris, gently rubbing his wet slick tip up and down and wetting her vagina lip.

She closed her eyelashes and sounded with a moan.

He pressed his strength into her ankles, not letting her waiver, rubbing his tip up and down moving it slowly inside her pussy.

She sounded with a groan. His penis tip entered. She softly whispered. "So good!"

He sunk his tip slowly inside and stopped. Then, he quickly removed his tip out of her pussy.

She sounded with a groan. He slowly sunk his tip an inch into her vagina and stopped. He removed his dick tip.

She sounded with a moan, feeling both the tease and the torture. He slowly sunk two inches of his dick tip into her wet pussy. She sounded with a groan of both pleasure and pain. He removed his dick. "Gawd!" She yelled.

He chuckled, slowly sinking three inches of his dick into her pussy as her juices dripped on his dick, her legs, and the bed sheets. She sounded with a groan of both pleasure and pain.

He stopped and pulled out his warm dick, moving away from her vagina as the cold air tickled her pussy.

"Fuck me!" She yelled. He chuckled and eased four inches of his dick inside her. She sounded with a moan, and yelled. "Fuck me!"

He stopped not thrusting or yanking out his dick.

She yelled. "Fuck me." She shifted both her knees and legs back and forth, simulating a fucking motion inside her pussy using his stationary dick.

He held both her ankles and calves tight, not thrusting inside her pussy, and not allowing her to thrust back and forth either.

"Fuck me, your bastard." She yelled out loud.

He chuckled and withdrew his dick from her vagina.

"Gawd! Fuck me." She yelled.

He chuckled and slowly slipped five inches of his dick inside her. She sounded with a groan of pleasure, trying to thrust her vagina in and out with his dick inside.

He withdrew his dick from her pussy, chuckling with an evil smirk.

"Ah!" She screamed in frustration, slamming the bed linens with her hand.

He thrust his full dick into her pussy, creating both pain and pleasure for both her and him. She screamed in pleasure. "Ah!"

He banged in and out, hearing her screams, fucking her over and over again. Then he stopped, hitting his climax.

She hit her climax coming with erotic pleasure, dropping her face and body onto the bed sheets with total exhaustion.

He eased his penis from her pussy and leaned into her eardrum, whispering with a smile. "You're the best whore in town." He moved off the bed mattress and left her room.

Then, she fell asleep.

The master bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

She stirred from the deep sleep and blinked open both eyelashes, seeing the dark wooden floor that illuminated with the bright moonlight beams and turned to see the clock.

The time read: 10:10:10 pm.

The overhead lights flicked in full brightness.

She shaded her eyeballs with a loud grunt blinking her eyelashes.

He moved ahead with a smile and stopped, standing beside the bed mattress, dropping a pile of colorful clothes on top of the yellow tinted bed linens in front of her naked breasts. "Let's role play..."

She closed her eyelashes with a sour frown. "No! I'm tired. We have fucked all day long since seven this morning. I'm too tired. I need food and drink and rest and sleep..."

He knelt down and smiled into her face. "Just one more role play! I promise this will be...

"No."

He reached out and touched her hand with a grin. "Please, pretty please! One more role play! I promise this will be..."

"No, I'm tired."

"You can be the lead. I'll be the follower."

"No. I'm exhausted, honey."

He pouted. "Please, one more role play to end the heated night and then no more role plays for us. I promise."

"Honey!"

He frowned. "I'll be gently. You can be rough. How's that?"

"Well..."

He nodded with a smile. "Yeah, I promise. This will be the last role play with us foreverly. Do you like my made-up word, foreverly?"

She exhaled with frustration. "I'll heard that word, foreverly, before."

He smiled. "Is this our last role play foreverly?"

She exhaled with annoyance. "Okay. This is our last role play for us. But I get to pick out my costume and you are to stay completely dressed."

He smiled. "Yeah."

"No. You are to get and stayed dressed in a shirt, a pair of trousers, and your underwear and your pair boots. I entertain and amuse you. You do not touch me. Do you agree?"

"Yes." He swung around and entered his wardrobe closet, closing the door, dressing for the play role.

She slid off the bed mattress and dressed in the cute girly play role outfit, waiting for her.

The wardrobe closet door slid open.

He stood full clothed in a pair of blue jeans, a shirt, and a pair of cowboy boots inside the open archway and smiled at her.

She moved ahead and twirled around with a smile and a giggle for her beau attention and upcoming belle compliment, wearing a pink tinted long ball gown with ribbons over her undergarments.

He swiftly dashed ahead and reached out, attacking her, violently ripping off the three delicate satin ribbons that held the long gown around her two breasts with a pair of two manly hands with a grin and an evil smirk.

"Hey! I..." stood in a pink tinted throng and a pair of naked nipples in the cold air of their shared bedroom.

He dropped down the dress and spun around, moving toward the bed mattress with a smile. "Get naked for me. Go and fetch me a cold beer, before we fuck."

She frowned. "We are role playing. I am the..."

He twirled around with a grunt and stomped ahead toward the baby refrigerator that was built underneath the entertainment center, stopping and squatted down and opened the door. He reached inside and grabbed two cold beer bottles in each hand, standing upright and spun around, moving away from the refrigerator. He left the refrigerator door open and strolled toward the bed, stopping and sat one beer on top of the night stand. He cracked open the lid of the second one, tilting back a head, inhaling half the liquid. He released the bottle down from lips with a loud burp and a chuckle. "Yeah, we are role playing for the last time. You are Ms. Whore. I am Mr. Pimp."

"I am the leader here. And this is our last role play for us foreverly. I am a princess, who needs rescuing. You are my prince, who comes to my rescue." She smiled with a nod at his back spine.

He reached over and rested the beer bottle on top of the nightstand while staining the ancient valuable mahogany wood with the sweaty water and spun around to face her pulling off the shirt, tossing it at the end of the bed and then ripped off a boot one at a time.

He tossed both boots up and down into the middle of the wooden floor with a set of two loud thuds. He removed the blue jeans, throwing the item on top of the shirt at the end of the bed with a grin at her. He dropped down the white boxer shorts, tossing the item on top of the jeans with a chuckle, spinning around his nakedness, leaping onto the top of the bedcover with a single red rose that was displayed on top of her pillow top.

He reached over and collected, flinging the rose down to the floor without a vocal explanation, twisting a naked body around and sat down a lily-white asshole on top of her bedcover, without removing it or resting on top of the freshly laundered pink satin sheets and stared at the active television program with a stern face, "Yeah, you're the princess whore. I'm the prince pimp."

She swung around with a giggle and moved ahead into her wardrobe closet, stopping to change into her new costume and the role play as a princess whore with a giggle of fun.

He yelled on top of the mattress. "Where's my vaginal playground? Come out kitty, kitty! Time for me to fuck. Then, you suck me dry, whore!"

She was dressed in the new costume and pranced out from the wardrobe closet with a smile, wearing a cute little black leather bustier over her two small breasts that fell down below a belly button with a front zipper for her new beau. A decorative silver studded black leather collar suffocated around her neck and a pair of black lace panties over her vagina. A set of black high heeled bedroom slippers with a single black feathered pom-pom covered both of her naked feet. She didn't have time to visit a local clothing store for a pair of real spiked heels.

She carried a long black leather whip in a folded fist, dragging the tail over the wooden floor.

He kneecapped on top of the mattress in his full nakedness with a mouth drool of a smile at her costume. "About time, I like the leather whip. Does it work?"

She stopped and stood in front of the bed and him, slapping a whip against the leg and then straight up toward the ceiling as the leather whip danced like a snake over the wood and flew like a bird into the air, and then snapped like a firecracker. The tail of the whip hit the floor with a loud plop as she smiled with her evil thoughts.

He reached over for her...naw...her whip, snatching it out from her hand. She lifted and flipped off the pair of sexy house slippers and then seductively crawled onto the bedcover with a sneer like a she-wolf. He scooted to the side of the bed out of her way while examining her...naw...her whip with a pair of eyeballs and a smirk.

She rested down on top of the pillow with a straight body on the top of the bedcover with both legs spread apart, pushing her vagina into the air for penetration, since she wasn't a true virgin. He dropped the whip to the side and leaned over, holding a body over her body, reaching down and unzipped the leather bustier with a hand and a smile into her face. He reached down and ripped off her panties off with a set of rushed fingers, flinging the clothing item down to the floor. Then, he leaned a body sideways on her right side, aiming a full blown penis directly into her vagina with a left hand.

She stared with a sour frown at his wrinkled up penis. "Hey! No foreplay here. I'm the leader. And you are supposed to keep your clothes no."

"No time," he leaned down and viciously thrust an elongated dick into her vagina with great force and great pain.

"Aarrgh!" She screamed from shock.

He lifted up a sour face and an upper body from her breasts with a sour frown. "You're a whore."

She gulped down the pussy pain with a sweet smile, "A southern belle."

He reached down and thrust two thick man-fingers into her wet and stretched out worn vagina as she felt no pain really. He continued to thrust in and out the thick fingers with a sour frown.

She could feel some arousal coupled with some vagina pain from the big olf.

He continued to finger fuck her vagina with more force and a confused brow. "You're a fucking whore. I can finger fuck you all night long, because your pussy is worn out like a car belt."

She grunted between his thrust. "Of course, I am. I am your legally married wife." She felt his thrusts with a giggle. "But I call my precious vagina, a flower."

"Your vagina is stretched out like you have fucked some twenty guys in one night like a gawd dawn whore."

"I'm aroused making my flower open for only you, big boy," she winked like a real whore, not a southern belle.

"Fucking whore!" He removed the fingers and leaned over a face on top of her breasts with an evil grin, ramming his elongated dick into her delicate vagina.

"Aarrgh!" She screamed in surprise.

"Not loud enough, whore!" He pulled out the dick and stared into her eyeballs, ramming his dick a second time into her pussy with her pain and his arousal.

"Hey!" She gasped in pain.

He lifted up a distorted face and pulled out the leather strip from the wooden handle of the whip, cutting the fine soft leather with a pocket knife. The knife was carried inside his blue jeans that rested on the edge of her bed. He sliced the leather by one-fourth and reached down, quickly tying both her wrist bones with a thin piece, wrapping it around and around, until she couldn't break apart her arms. He gift-wrapped a thin piece of leather around her parted lips while allowing oxygen breaths but no screams with a chuckle.

She kicked at him with all unpolished fingernails and toe nails, without avail.

He slammed a pair of two meaty legs over her two thin thighs, pinning both her legs down to the bed linens. He dropped down both biceps over her collar bone, catching both her waving arms while pinning them to her side. He growled. "You like to role play. I am master. You are my slave."

He licked a beer-breathe tongue all over her face going from top down to the bottom inside her vagina as he moaned in filthy lust and then moved back up, roughly kissing his lips to her vagina discharge.

Her struggled to get out of the whip leather strips which were wrapped around both lips without success, not the two wrist bones. He shifted the dick in and out, ramming her vagina with a set of violent pain. She screamed, "Stop!"

"I paid for this, whore. I get my money's worth." He reached down and grabbed her waistline, flipping tiny Her up into the air and landed her body back down onto her kneecaps, spreading open her butt cheeks with two hands and viciously licked her ass with a tongue. Then, he reached down and grabbed her waistline for a second, flipping her tiny body into the air and landed Her back down onto a back spine, jabbing a nasty tongue down into her open mouth, slobbering a set of tongue drool over all her lips. She kicked and punched with the set of tied wrists as he kissed her lips with a laugh.

She screamed. "Ugh!"

He lifted up a distorted face with a frown. "Not loud enough, whore! You get punished now," he forcefully plowed a dick down into her vagina, sawing his penis back and forth like a woodman cutting down a tree with a loud laugh and stopped, jerking out the penis. He reached down and grabbed her waistline, flipping her tiny body into the air and landed her on both the kneecaps, ramming a dick into her anus.

"Hey!" She grunted.

He withdrew the penis from her anus. "Hold still, whore!" He reached down and rubbed her ass with both naked hands and leaned down, licking her hairy butthole with a tongue and lifted upright an upper body and a smile, ramming his penis back into her anus again with a laugh.

Her anus felt dry and painful. She swiftly wiggled sideways, making him withdraw the penis and flipped around to face him on both wrist bones, "Hey, asshole."

"Hey, whore," he chuckled.

"I'm not a whore."

"You're not a virgin." He reached down and grabbed her waistline, lifting her into the air, turning Her to face the headboard of the bed, striking the dick tip into her pussy.

"Aarrgh!" She screamed with pain.

He leaned down into her eardrum with a sour frown. "Your screams are not loud enough, whore," he withdrew out and then quickly rammed the dick into her vagina again with an evil smirk.

"Aarrgh!" She screamed with sobs and wet tears, feeling weak pleasure from the pain. He continued to seesaw a big dick back and forth on his kneecaps. She felt some arousal and some pain. He shoved her face and her shoulders down toward the bedcovers, ramming a dick like a jack hammer back and forth into her pussy. She screamed in pain. "Aarrgh!" Her body enjoyed the fuck. Her teeth were clenched. Her hands folded into fists of pain. He jerked the dick out and reached down, grabbing her waistline, flipping her tiny body into the air and landed her on both kneecaps, thrusting into her vagina. Her ate the bedspread cover, draping a face down into the fabric while panting heavy for air after each thrust in the doggie style sex pose. He closed both eyelids and tossed back a skull in pleasure and lust, swiftly thrusting in and out fast then faster and then fastest. "Aarrgh!" She screamed in pain and lust, feeling awesome arousal and pain. He pulled out the dick and reached down, grabbing her waistline and flipped Her into the air and landed her flat down on a back spine, shoving his dick down into her screaming mouth. She choked, mouth spat salvia, and hollered all at the same time, "Ugh..."

He laughed. "I want more. Ride me, bitch!" He reached down and grabbed her waistline, lifting her up from the bed mattress into the air, sliding his back spine down over the wet bed linens with a grin and a protruded dick straight up into the air.

He twisted his wife around and jerked open both her legs at the center of her vagina, slamming the girl down on top of his elongated dick with a laugh.

She cried out in pain and sobs of tears.

He cupped both hands underneath each one of her armpits and then forcefully rode her body up and down on his dick. Next, he quickly exploded a batch of his penis sperm into her vagina.

She felt hot liquid shoot up into my vagina and then slowly poured back down over the pubic hair toward both of the inner thighs.

He shuffled her body from him while tossing the girl to the side as he continued rest on a back spine with a big elongated red and swallow penis shooting more bubbles of sperm and sizzling up in the air waves with a grin. "Suck me dry, whore!"

She didn't move as both wrist bones were tied and posed on both kneecaps. She whined. "My hands are tied."

"Suck me, whore!" He huffed with a grin of sour breath. She flipped a body sideway to the side and rested on the edge of the soft mattress and away from the beau-brute male, closing both eyelashes for rest and relief and as her wrist bones were still tied.

He flipped to the opposite side of the mattress and slipped off the bed frame, moving ahead toward the tiny refrigerator underneath the built-in entertainment center for another bottle of beer and stopped, squatting down in front of the door. He reached out and opened the door, grabbing a beer and, screwed off the cap, lifting and drunk half the contents, dropping the bottle from the lips with a loud burp.

He slowly stood and swung a naked body toward the bathroom archway with a set of loud burps, entering into the room without closing the bathroom door.

Her exhaled with a puff of great pain and some pleasure from her with their fun fucking festival at their shared home.

"I can fuck a long time like this, whore," he exited the bathroom and moved ahead while sucking on a lighted and smelly marijuana joint and removed the object with a smile, blowing out the white smoke into the clean air. "The pot keeps my dick erect for hours and hours and hours..."

She flipped over to the opposite side to see him on top of both kneecaps with a gasp of alarm. He stopped and spun around, lounging a lazy ass at the edge of the entertainment center while inhaling a joint of pot in one hand and a beer bottle in the other and removed the object with a smoke. He blew out a thin veil of white smoke through the lips and the nostrils and reached over to the teacup on the top of the entertainment center, tapping the dripping pot ash into the delicate ceramic.

She gasped. "Pot! No drugs are allowed here inside my house. I will..."

He placed the pot joint into the lips and inhaled, held the smoke with a smile, steaming out white with a chuckle. "I know that, whore. Don't be a tattle-tailer too!" He twisted the nakedness and entered the bathroom again with a sour frown.

Her sat upright on both kneecaps and lifted upright both arms, stretching out the tight leather straps between the wrist bones while finding a very tiny horizontal hole. She ran three finger pads from a hand while struggling out a free hand.

Then the leather strap dropped down, falling down onto the bedcover. She wiggled a hand free and slid down off the mattress, standing upright with a gasp.

He returned back into the bedroom from the bathroom with a goofy smile of pot feeling without the pot joint and the bottle of beer and as his wiggling elongated dick rotated side to side coming from the puffs of the marijuana joint. He witnessed Her who was hustling away from his capture with a laugh. "Ah! My prey is loose."

She swiftly raced ahead toward the door to escape from the bed mattress.

He swiftly dashed toward her with a grin and reached out with a hand, grabbing and snatched her arm, hugging the girl into his naked chest with a laugh into her eardrum, lifting her effortlessly into the air and moved ahead to a naked spot on the bedroom wall, slamming her back spine against the peach colored paint.

She gasped in alarm and slowly produced drops of red blood from the lips and the nostrils seeing double vision through the eyeballs, feeling dizzy inside the neurons.

He reached down with a one hand and slipped apart both her kneecaps, planting a dick inside her pelvis while spreading out her legs with a grunt, "It is sex time, whore!"

She looked down with a pair of blurry eyeballs to see a knobby apparatus that covered his elongated penis.

He leaned over with a tongue of bad breathing into her face with a grin, "I like to get an extra boost with my sex thrust into your pussy, whore."

"No!" She screamed and struggled side to side against the wall from fear with the object that surrounded his penis.

He forcefully thrust a penis with a single punch into her vagina. She felt shattering pain with every punch of the wooden knob that surrounded his dick that hurt beyond her nerves and her neurons. He thrust inside and outside her vagina.

"I..." continued to fight with a set of sobs and tears with the brute against the wall paint.

He growled. "Shut it, whore!"

"I..." continued to fight with a set of sobs and tears with the brute against the wall. He reached over and slammed an elbow into her rib cage to hold Her against the wall. She whined with a sissy moan. "Ugh!"

"I am a pimp. You are bad girl, whore," he leaned down and roughly kissed both his lips and his teeth onto her mouth, jerking one of her leg around his waist with a grin. "I am making us some great sex friction."

He rammed an elongated dick with the knobby wooden apparatus into her vagina while slamming her back spine against the cool paint, holding her ass with his cupped palm. Both her legs were wrapped around his fit waist. He grunted with a sneer into her face. "You're tight and right at this love angle, bitch. But I'll make you loosey-goosy for my final orgasm," He thrust in and out with a set of loud grunts and heavy breathes.

She screamed in fear and pain. "No!" She was exhausted both mentally and physically while bowing a chin down into a chest and as both her arms waved in the air.

He laughed with the ejaculation and slowly thrust the penis in and out while forcing more of his sperm out from a dick into her wet vagina. Then he stopped the thrust while breathing heavy with a body of heavy smelly sex sweaty and gently lifted the armpits of Her and cuddled her into a chest. Both her legs continued to drape around his hips. He leaned over and whispered with a grin down into her crying face. "We are almost done, whore."

"I...exhausted..." from relieve and as she closed both eyelashes. She leaned into his shoulder while feeling pain and exhaustion. He back stepped from the wall paint and slowly spun around to face the bed frame, stopping and stood in front of the messy bed cover. He reached down and rested Her over the soft bed linens, reaching out and shifted both her arms down sideways, then shuffling the arms up and down in two opposite different directions with a chuckle.

She continued to rest on top of the bed without movement and exhaled with a deep puff of exhaustion with a soft whisper, "What...doing?"

He continued to rotate both arms and legs on Her side to side over the messy bedcover with a grin, "I am finding the right body pose for clicking a memory..."

"No cell phones!"

He continued to shuffle both her arms and the legs up and down over the messy bedroom with a chuckle. "I'm not using my mobile cell, whore. I use all my memory cells. You're cute like a little dolly and limber like a gymnastic and fun. I can't wait to come back, whore," he dropped all her limbs down to the bedcovers and reached over, lifting up on top of the bed mattress with her, crawling on top of her naked body and stopped, leaning a face over her breasts with a grin.

Then he sat back on both kneecaps and leaned over, slamming down both folded fists onto each side above her tits with a chuckle.

She experienced a heart attack first while panting in fear with a heavy breathes of fright. She inhaled and then exhaled short puffs of oxygen before she suffocated to death inside her own bed mattress of her bedroom, closing her eyelashes at the beau.

He sat back on both kneecaps and lifted both folded fists in the air with a smile, shifting an upper body and both fists back down toward her nakedness like he was going to slap her face.

She cried out loud with wet tears of fear, "No!"

He sat back onto both kneecaps and continued to rock back and forth, shaking both folded fists into the air, staring down with a laughing smile at her, "Ho, ho, ho! Hee, hee, hee! Your naked body jumped three inches from the bed like a puppet with a set of invisible strings. That was fun for me and funny for you," he stopped the rock motion with a smile. "Did you feel that jolt like a cup of bad moonshine? Boom! I'll bring some wicked moonshine next time for our more fucking fun on next Friday night. The next time, you ride my dick right. Then right before I explode, I want you to pop my chest with your two fists like I did next to your tits on the bed. Get that, whore! Then, it'll give me a damn double ejaculation, whore."

He leaned down and roughly kissed her lips with both the hard teeth enamel and a rough tongue, lifting upright a torso with a big grin down at her with a wink and slide off her body, leaping off the bed and swung around to face the door. He reached down and collected each piece of clothing while dressing and moved ahead to the closed archway.

She continued to close her eyelashes and as her body ached in pain and exhaustion. She exhaled with a sissy moan. "I can't believe that you're actually leaving me, again," she did not move from the wet bedcover that held received a set of multiple explosions of lusty dirty sex juice from both her and him.

She reached down and tenderly rubbed her precious vagina with a set of two fingers, feeling additional hot liquid pump out from the vagina walls in thick format, lifting an index finger into the face to see red blood.

He continued to move ahead while zipping up the blue jeans with a smile toward the locked door and stopped, reaching out and unlatched the keyhole with a smile and a yell, "It is time for me to scoot, to boot, to the bathroom for a piss from all the beer," laughing.

"Or you turn into a monster," she whispered for her eardrums, only while feeling a set of mixed emotions of both sadness and happiness and as her body rested like a zombie person over the ruined bedcover that was also covered in her vaginal red blood.

Her leather bustier was opened up and exposed both naked breasts and as she continued to wear the silver studded black leather collar around the throat that protected the esophagus from being choked by a pair of his man-sized hands.

He reached out and grabbed the door knob with a smile. "I'll be back in a few minutes, honey. You're a good wife, honey. Bye, honey!"

He opened bedroom door and exited her bedroom with a smile and a whistle, moving down the staircase toward the kitchen.

The master bedroom door slammed shut with a loud boom.

She closed both eyelashes in sleep and sadness while leaving their shared house foreverly.

11:11:11 pm

Warm temperatures with bright stars and moonlight

Cold air conditioned master bedroom

Second floor level location

The master bedroom door slammed open with a loud boom.

On top of the white tinted satin bed linens, she didn't stir awake and continued to rest across the soft fabric in one great big wet puddle of her own red tinted blood proteins.

On the second floor of their shared house, inside the master bedroom, a young, tall, and sexy female with a tone of dark skin appeared and stood inside the open archway wearing a smile and a pink tinted fuzzy bathrobe. She grabbed her open mouth and stared down at the dead older female on top of the bloody white tinted bed linens on the bed mattress. "Are your finally finished with your fucking fun, darling?"

He stood beside the bed mattress and stared down at the dead body of his legally wedded wife, looking up with a wink and a smile. He cleaned off his dick from her vagina juice and his wet sperm. "Finally, I have finished with her fucking fun, darling."

She moved ahead and entered his master bedroom, stopping with a smile, staring down at the dead body of his legally wedded wife on top his bloody bed mattress. "Is she finally finished with her fucking fun, also, darling?"

He continued to stare down at his dead legally wedded wife. "Yeah, she is finally finished with her fucking fun, also, darling!"

She scooted around the bed mattress and stopped, standing in front of him, stripping off her pink tinted furry bathrobe with a worried brow. She exposed her naked body. "Do you worry that we are not meant to be together and rule your world, darling?" She wrapped her arms around his naked body leaning over, kissing his mouth and pulled back with a smile.

He smiled with a wink at the second sexy female with dark skin. "We are together, darling. I'm fire and you're the sun. So, we always merge together perfectly."

She pouted with a set of pink lips at him. "Well, we can merge right now perfectly."

He laughed. "Yes, we have a short, short time period to quickly merge. I must do something with the dead body, before I call the police and tattle her story and my story."

She smiled. "I like it when we can merge for a long, long time."

"I do too."

"We can merge, together, right now."

He laughed "I guess so."

"We are here and she is not here." She spun around and moved backward with a giggle and a grin, climbing up, standing on top of the messy bed with a smile. She released his hands and jerked off her pink tinted fuzzy bathrobe tossing the item down onto the floor. "Get naked with me! We can fuck on top of her bed mattress before the police cars come."

He looked down at the bloody white satin bed linens and the dead middle aged female with a sour frown. "I usually like to lie down and heat your naked body on top of a clean bed sheet."

She straddled the dead body with a smile. "We don't have time. Get up here right now!"

He slowly climbed on top of the bloody white sating bed linens with a sour frown. "Darling, we can do our merging tonight..."

"No." She reached down and pulled him over the vertical body of the dead female with a smile. "We do a quickie fuck, right here, right now. It'll be both fun and erotic over a cold blue tinted dead body."

He frowned into her smile. "We can do a longie fuck, tonight and not over a dead body, darling."

She reached down and touched his wrinkled penis with a giggle. "I am naked and ready. Do me now!"

He exhaled with frustration. "I usually like to get kissed and then licked..."

She leaned over and kissed his lips, pulling back with a giggle, rubbing his nakedness with her pair of warm hands. "You are kissed. I am naked. You are naked. Fuck me now!"

He looked down with a confused brow at his wiggling penis, feeling the warm air inside her bedroom, coming from the numerous heated pits. Her heated touch always activated his sexual drive immediately, readying for a sex act. But he wanted the sex act to last for hours, not seconds. "I wanna a cold drink and a new song..."

She leaped into the air and grabbed his fit waist with both her long legs with a giggle. "Fuck me!"

He reached down and wrapped both arms around her waist, steadying her in the air, cuddling her near his chest with a sour frown. "Here! Do you really wanna do it on top of the bed and on top of a dead body?"

She arched a spine backward and reached down, grabbing at his penis, shoving it into her wet vagina with a giggle and a grin. "This is a new pose."

He continued to look down at her legs, her vagina, and his inserted penis with a sour frown. "On top of the bed?"

She thrust in and out with a set of back muscles as his penis penetrated her vagina. She giggled with a grin, feeling the warm thrust, seeing the funny look on his face. "This is a new sensation."

He continued to stare down at her vagina and his inserted penis with a sour frown, "On top of a bed mattress in-between the body of a dead female, yeah, it is a new sensation."

He felt the slow pressure building up inside the penis as his little sperm boys marched forward toward the head of his penis. His dick was feeling the pleasure of sex, not his perturbed mind. He felt funny standing on top of the bed, almost naked with a pair of boots over the feet, wearing a sour frown.

She quickly moved forth and back, without jerking out the penis with a moan and a grin. "I like to feel new sensations with you, darling. Can't you feel the new angle of our love fuck?"

He looked down with a sour frown at the fucking action of her legs and his penis. "On top of the bed is really weird, darling. But I'm getting aroused quickly."

For a few seconds, she tilted her head backward with a set of soft moans, enjoying the thrust motion, holding onto his waist.

He leaned backward at the back spine, tossing a chin backward, enjoying the finally moment. Then he burst an array of the hot sperm into her vagina with a loud groan.

She stopped the thrust movement and panted for breath, hanging into his waist with a long moan and an evil grin, controlling her breathing. She giggled with a grin and jumped off his wrinkled dick, slipping down over the messy bed sheets and turned, jumping down over the floor for her clothing.

He reached down and wiped the thick sperm off his wet dick flinging it down onto the bloody bedsheet and the dead female with a smile. "Did you really reach an orgasm? I thought it took you much longer than a couple of seconds," he slowly climbed down from the bed mattress and stared at the open archway.

"Yeah," she leaned down and grabbed the bathrobe, standing upright, slipping it over a naked body with a smile. She dropped down from the bloody bed mattress with a hiss leaning over the dead body on the middle aged female. "Good bye, Sexy Girl!"

He spun around and frowned at her pink tinted bathrobe on the young blonde hair female. "You shouldn't talk that way to your biological mother."

She spun around with a smile and hugged his naked body, tickling the skin. "What not! She only wanted to marry you for your money."

He spun them around to face the closed door and moved ahead with a laugh. "No. She wanted to marry me for love. You married me for my billions. I wanted to kill her for fun."

She frowned. "Why did you let my biological mother pretend that ya'll were really married? But you were not and then faked the wedding ceremony."

"For my fun!"

She giggled. "You're a dirty minded old man."

He winked. "And you're a sexy young chick, since our first introduction at your mother's house and then our secret wedding the next day at my house, which has been two long and lonely years plus six nasty months ago."

She giggled. "That was very clever of you. When are we calling the police, so I can boo-hoo over her poor mother's dead body."

"After we go downstairs and then fuck each one of our invited female and male guests. We gotta get them all drugged and drunk first. Then one of them or one of us discovers the poor dead body here inside the master bedroom and contacts the local police department. The uniformed police men and women will be so dumbfounded with group of the drugged and drunken guests that everyone will be freed to leave the house and reprieved from the murderous crime."

"We will get away with this."

He laughed with a nod. "O yeah! Your poor mother was a drug addict. Her dead body is ravaged with numerous illegal drugs that she has been consuming for three weeks or more. That's why your poor whore mother didn't know that she was being fucked over by me and by you and by each one of her cool male friends, this afternoon, here, inside our home."

She laughed. "You're the real genius."

He winked. "That I am, darling."

They cuddled and then moved ahead with a set of smiles and chuckles toward the closed door.

He laughed. "Let's go downstairs! I can hear the loud voices and the smashing of delicate crystal glass. The real party has started, darling." He leaned over and kissed her lips, pulling back with a smile.

"I love you, darling!" She smiled.

"That, I know," he laughed.

The bedroom door slammed shut with a loud boom for the last time.

The End

