The"baggage Car"
By Phyllisroger

( being a quislingism based on experiences told between Succulent Phyllis and Randy Roger )

When we boys and girls appointment, get serious, then get matrimonial, we carry our luggage of outcome in our animation to that point of seriousness/marriage and so it was that we came to intrust and confide our secret during intimate moments…when sex was hot and good and run-in poured Forth between us…those confidant time when our judgment and bodies were effulgent, pulsing with pleasures and an atmosphere of common favorable reception prevailed…times when the most personal niggling secrets and confessions seem to pour forth…testing the mutual trust.

But how to do it. When to do it…when are secrets revealed and exchanged between two fan ? Usually in bite and pieces. Such as"I have had many lovers."Would he be offended or taken aback ? Hmm. So little intimate"luggage"revealments, a story at a time, testing the reactions.

I had some serious secrets that might appal or be rejected…at the very least would be ‘ eye-openers ! ‘ I loved doggies, a Capricorn the Goat, and granddad's cock…not to mention men's loving cocks…watching Mom and Dad with Mom sucking Dad's cock ; me sucking animal hammer, Grandpa's and boyfriends'cocks…and more. It was also my ass feelings that I came to love…not my ass, really, but a cock in my ass, fucking my ass until I came. I was a'dual terror'or even a'trio scourge'if you consider my lip ! How does one state one's lover that ‘ ass-fucking'is a special delight or that the family pet, hopefully a largeish dog, is one of a miss's option ? Hmm.

And so I fell in love, got marry, got playful, [ I was ‘ playful'before I got married…see granddad, goat, doggie, neighbor boy ( s ) and his pals not to mentions play with girlfriends, etc. and the periodic toy ] came to trust and break little secret. It was Phyllis mumbling between thrusts and grunt :"I've got to tell you something."He looked at me questioning. I was fucking him at the time…I was on top and milking his dick, trying for one more cum before sleep…stroking his cock with my organic structure, my slit milking him, and his eyes were glazed…I got up my courage with all the exercise and took a prospect :"One clock time I let a dog roll in the hay me."His optic got big. I smiled."Really, Phyllis ?"I just smiled and milked and he closed his eyes and enjoyed…and then he came hard with oceanic abyss poke responding to mine. I think the idea of a dog fucking me had made him cum hard as he lifted to my words, grabbed my arse cheeks and pulled me down on him with an importunity. Then we slept and held, his wet pecker on my wet cunt…his fingerbreadth stroking my cunt hairs…it was my first venture into revealing my baggage…my first little Book of Revelation made him cum extra good…what would hap with my next piddling secret ? I was going to encounter out. I wanted him to lustily grab and urgently fuck his very sexual wife and make wife wilderness as she revealed short arcanum that aroused him to new heights…but as we slept and I dozed in and out of sleep, I wondered of the wake of my revelation…would there be second base thoughts ? I had lots of baggage.

The morning visible radiation bathed our bed and bodies and Hubby's first Christian Bible were :"Really ?"I said, playing with him :"Really What ?"“ You know,"came the reply."doggie ?"I asked and he gave me a liquidity crisis where I was dry outside, still wet inside and I squirmed on his hand as his fingerbreadth stroked along my slippery cunt rim now aroused for a slight morning jump."Did you ?"he asked again and I squeezed on his finger's breadth, kissing his neck."Are you mad ?"“ It's hot,"he said,"it turns me on to consider about it. say me how it happened."And I did and my history was this :

I was on the vernal English when aliveness with Mom and Dad…my bedroom was adjacent to theirs and sometimes, waking up at night I heard noises in the side by side elbow room where Mom and Dad slept. We had a prospicient balcony which went all along the front of our house. I didn't know what to think of the strange noises…grunting,"Yes…YES ! !"coming from their sleeping accommodation and went back to sleep. A few Nox later, the Saami form of randomness except louder…I decided to withdraw a peak…I know it was racy but I crept silently out onto the balcony and peaked in their bedroom…Dad had a starchy long cock and my Mom was working on it with her hands…playing with him…laughing and then putting her face down, kissing his penis, letting it slip in and out of her mouth…Dad was holding her promontory down and playing with her hair and ears…she would look up from time to time…he had a huge smile and lifted his bottom pushing his penis into her sass and then those familiar spirit noises of"YES…YESS !"He pushed his penis trench and she had creamy stuff running out of her mouth on to his penis…she played with him again and he got limp…I didn't know why but it all excited me seeing them excited…I got foreign notion in my groin…crept back into my room and explore my body…my cunt lips were wet and tingly and I spread my legs, lifted my knees and got thrilling feelings…just from watching.

After that, I would stick around awaken on intention, listen for the racket and filch out to reckon and bet with myself while I was watching…"Stop it, Phyllis,"husband said…"You're making me cum just listening to you."Hubby leaned over, pulled me down, put on and fucked the hell out of me…I came so practically that morning I couldn't wait to tell him more of my secrets. Confession, I decided early in my marriage, was in force for my soul and meant a very life-threatening screw was office of the deal. I couldn't postponement to tell apart him more. He was kissing me wildly on my lip and my capitulum and panting as he fucked me again and again…."The power of the Confession !"I wasn't afraid to tell him former exciting things ! At this point in our offspring marriage when I started thinking about other confessions my pussy got so hot that if hubby wasn't around I'd dip into my toy box and sexual climax and climax and make my own"Yes"sounds.

Then, one day, he came home from work…and announced…"Phyllis…I've got a surprise for you…come into the life elbow room !"I did. I was stunned. He had brought place a beautiful, large dog…tongue hanging out, the red tip of his cock pulsation and dripping…It was my turn to give big eyes…and my vast grinning and wet cunt seemed to be a coincidental coordinated reaction. I was instantly hot and Hubby looked at me as I began to radiate and was in heat…the dog, a boastfully and very well hung Lab seemed to sense matter or my aroma in his sensitive nose or whatever it was…he kind of pranced to me, nose to my crotch…"He's not an amateur,"I said with a smiling. Hubby looked at me, wondering if my confession had been a fancy and now realizing it was true…his wife was and was still a"Zoo."And I loved it.

For whatever reason, the first snuff and nosing of a dog always made me jump…the Lab was under my attire, lifting the textile, centering on my odor which must have been strong as I felt weak in the stifle just at his firstly nosing…God it was great…a big brand new animal and Hubby watching, questioning and then knowing…this was real…I could see the bulge in his pants…it was too lots for me…the unanimous scene…my confession come to life…I collapsed on the couch…my legs spread and that toothsome tongue at me…this Lab knew what to do…my trunk acknowledge what to do on its own…my legs apart, my cunt ready for attention…I slipped off my panties…I didn't know why I was wearing them this good afternoon as I often didn't…but now I was overt and fragrant and my respectable new boy was lapping at me, from my ass straight up to my clit and then all over again. He liked my flavor. I loved his long tongue. We were a mate !

I looked at Hubby…he had this big smile…I was smiling too…and lifting to every fortuity of this doggie's howling tongue…dog trousering, me panting, watching hubby elusion out of his pants…pulling down his underwear, releasing his cock…stroking his cock and balls as my body was being stroked, from my ass up to my cunt…and"OH !"above my twat to where my electric button transfused me from fair sex to lustful beast, patting this animal's head teacher as he anointed my loins with his nose and animal mania. I almost came on the first yearn lick but I wanted to accommodate back, build my feelings to climax and did.

The whole scene…doggie at me…hubby at himself…I motioned him over and began to do my own anointing of his loins…"Thank you,"I mumbled…
"It's true, isn't it Phyllis ?"I nodded."Seeing this animal satisfying you is incredible,"he said."Come here you animal,"I said to him."I want to suck you dry…"But then more licking and the dog was mounting me now…his gumshoe fully exposed, stiff, red, wet…the little tip motioning to my hole…I decided it would be a regular fucking…anal would be another clock time and I could hardly wait but did…he was around my waist, his stopcock searching for my ‘ smear,'my mouth on hubby's cock…his balls tight…I almost bit him as the dog found me and was pressing and thrusting and I released my mouth's hold…Hubby now petting me…my headland back on the couch and dog stroking me…deep now…"What a cock,"I said…"Oh…do me dog,"I exclaimed as I lifted my body…his fur on my chest and his stopcock hair at my entrance…the eternal rest of him impaling me…his balls pounding my pussy lips…dog, Hubby, I reached to afford myself for the deepest insertion…we three were animals in warmth and lecherousness and thrust…I was breathless and panting and grunting…"Oh God,"I heard my lip say between breaths…then my whole dead body was shaking and cuming and the dog withdrew and licked me up some more…I shivered with the licking but was coming down now and began sucking on married man's cock…"You're beautiful,"I said."Thank you again…"“ Phyllis,"he said,"I've never been so hot."He came in my mouth and it was my turn to ‘ lick clean'which I did. Then we were at rest…doggie at his bowl, Hubby petting me down, osculation, digit where I was still oozing the passionate wetness…"What a day… I love you."“ Me, too."We laid there until the room was dark and the dog asleep…all in a United States Department of State of walking on air .