The"luggage Car"
By Phyllisroger

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

When we boys and girls date, get serious, then get married, we carry our baggage of events in our life history to that decimal point of seriousness/marriage and so it was that we came to hope and entrust our secret during intimate moments…when sex was hot and good and words poured forth between us…those intimate fourth dimension when our head and bodies were radiant, pulsing with pleasance and an standard pressure of mutual approval prevailed…times when the most personal little closed book and confessions seem to pour forth…testing the mutual trust.

But how to do it. When to do it…when are arcanum revealed and exchanged between two fan ? Usually in bits and pieces. Such as"I have had many lovers."Would he be offended or taken aback ? Hmm. So small intimate"baggage"revealments, a write up at a prison term, testing the reactions.

I had some grievous closed book that might offend or be rejected…at the very least would be ‘ eye-openers ! ‘ I loved bow-wow, 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 cock, Grandpa's and boyfriends'cocks…and more. It was also my ass feelings that I came to love…not my ass, really, but a shaft in my ass, fucking my ass until I came. I was a'dual threat'or even a'triple threat'if you consider my mouth ! How does one recount one's lover that ‘ ass-fucking'is a extra delight or that the family pet, hopefully a largeish dog, is one of a girl's choices ? Hmm.

And so I fell in dear, got splice, got playful, [ I was ‘ playful'before I got married…see granddaddy, goat, barker, neighbor boy ( s ) and his pals not to reference wreak with girlfriends, etc. and the occasional toy ] came to desire and reveal little secrets. It was Phyllis mumbling between thrusts and oink :"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 prick, trying for one more cum before sleep…stroking his turncock with my dead body, my cunt milking him, and his middle were glazed…I got up my courage with all the utilisation and took a chance :"One time I let a dog fuck me."His eyes got big. I smiled."Really, Phyllis ?"I just smiled and milked and he closed his eyes and enjoyed…and then he came hard with cryptical 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 ass nerve and pulled me down on him with an urgency. Then we slept and held, his wet cock on my wet cunt…his finger stroking my cunt hairs…it was my first venture into revealing my baggage…my first footling disclosure made him cum spear carrier good…what would befall with my side by side piffling surreptitious ? I was going to witness out. I wanted him to lustily grab and urgently fuck his very intimate wife and relieve oneself wife wild as she revealed trivial secrets that aroused him to new heights…but as we slept and I dozed in and out of quietus, I wondered of the backwash of my revelation…would there be second base thoughts ? I had peck of baggage.

The morning brightness bathed our bed and torso and hubby's beginning dustup were :"Really ?"I said, playing with him :"Really What ?"“ You know,"came the reply."Doggie ?"I asked and he gave me a power play where I was dry outside, still wet inside and I squirmed on his hand as his finger's breadth stroked along my slippery cunt lips now aroused for a picayune morn jump."Did you ?"he asked again and I squeezed on his fingers, kissing his cervix."Are you mad ?"“ It's hot,"he said,"it turns me on to think about it. recount me how it happened."And I did and my news report was this :

I was on the young side when living with Mom and Dad…my bedchamber was next to theirs and sometimes, waking up at Nox I heard noises in the next room where Mom and Dad slept. We had a long balcony which went all along the nominal head of our star sign. I didn't know what to believe of the strange noises…grunting,"Yes…YES ! !"coming from their bedroom and went back to sleep. A few night later, the same kind of noises except louder…I decided to take a peak…I know it was risque but I crept silently out onto the balcony and peaked in their bedroom…Dad had a corpse long cock and my Mom was working on it with her hands…playing with him…laughing and then putting her look down, kissing his member, letting it slip in and out of her mouth…Dad was holding her head down and playing with her hairsbreadth and ears…she would look up from time to time…he had a immense smile and lifted his bottom pushing his penis into her back talk and then those familiar noises of"YES…YESS !"He pushed his penis deep 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 unknown spirit in my groin…crept back into my room and explore my body…my pussy lips were wet and tingly and I spread my wooden leg, lifted my stifle and got thrilling feelings…just from watching.

After that, I would stay waken on purpose, listen for the interference and sneak out to look and recreate with myself while I was watching…"Stop it, Phyllis,"married man said…"You're making me cum just listening to you."married man leaned over, pulled me down, climb up and fucked the hell out of me…I came so often that morning I couldn't waiting to narrate him more of my secrets. Confession, I decided early in my marriage, was estimable for my person and intend a very serious fucking was section of the deal. I couldn't wait to tell him more. He was kissing me wildly on my rima oris and my ears and panting as he fucked me again and again…."The mightiness of the Confession !"I wasn't afraid to secern him other exciting things ! At this point in our new marriage when I started thinking about former confessions my pussy got so hot that if Hubby wasn't around I'd dip into my toy box and climax and sexual climax and fix my own"Yes"sounds.

Then, one day, he came home plate from work…and announced…"Phyllis…I've got a surprise for you…come into the living room !"I did. I was stunned. He had brought home a beautiful, with child dog…tongue hanging out, the red tip of his dick pulsation and dripping…It was my turn to make big eyes…and my huge smile and wet snatch seemed to be a concurrent coordinated response. I was instantly hot and Hubby looked at me as I began to radiate and was in heat…the dog, a large and very well pay heed Lab seemed to feel thing or my aroma in his spiritualist nose or whatever it was…he kind of pranced to me, nose to my crotch…"He's not an amateur,"I said with a smile. Hubby looked at me, wondering if my confession had been a fancy and now realizing it was true…his married woman was and was still a"Zoo."And I loved it.

For whatever reason, the first sniff and nosing of a dog always made me jump…the Lab was under my garb, lifting the fabric, centering on my scent which must have been substantial as I felt weak in the stifle just at his first nosing…God it was great…a big brand new brute and Hubby observance, questioning and then knowing…this was real…I could see the bulge in his pants…it was too lots for me…the totally scene…my confession come to life…I collapsed on the couch…my legs spread and that delicious glossa at me…this Lab knew what to do…my body screw what to do on its own…my ramification apart, my cunt ready for attention…I slipped off my panties…I didn't know why I was wearing them this afternoon as I often didn't…but now I was open and fragrant and my good new boy was lapping at me, from my ass straight up to my clitoris and then all over again. He liked my flavor. I loved his foresightful natural language. We were a friction match !

I looked at Hubby…he had this big smile…I was smiling too…and lifting to every diagonal of this doggie's wondrous tongue…dog panting, me panting, watching Hubby slip out of his pants…pulling down his underclothes, releasing his cock…stroking his cock and balls as my consistency was being stroked, from my ass up to my cunt…and"OH !"above my cunt to where my electrical button transfused me from woman to lustful animal, patting this creature's head as he anointed my loins with his nose and animal love. I almost came on the get-go hanker lick but I wanted to harbor back, build my feelings to climax and did.

The all 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 unbelievable,"he said."Come here you animal,"I said to him."I want to soak up you dry…"But then more beating and the dog was mounting me now…his dick fully exposed, stiff, red, wet…the piffling tip motioning to my hole…I decided it would be a regular fucking…anal would be another clock time and I could hardly hold off but did…he was around my waistline, his tool searching for my ‘ spot,'my mouth on married man's cock…his balls tight…I almost bit him as the dog found me and was urgent and thrusting and I released my mouth's hold…Hubby now petting me…my drumhead back on the lounge and dog stroking me…deep now…"What a peter,"I said…"Oh…do me dog,"I exclaimed as I lifted my body…his fur on my chest and his cock whisker at my entrance…the rest of him impaling me…his Ball pounding my cunt lips…dog, Hubby, I reached to open myself for the deepest insertion…we three were animals in heating and lust and thrust…I was dyspnoeal and heaving and grunting…"Oh God,"I heard my sassing say between breaths…then my whole body was shaking and cuming and the dog withdrew and licked me up some more…I shivered with the trouncing but was coming down now and began sucking on Hubby's cock…"You're beautiful,"I said."Thank you again…"“ Phyllis,"he said,"I've never been so hot."He came in my oral cavity and it was my tour to ‘ bat clean and jerk'which I did. Then we were at rest…doggie at his bowl, Hubby petting me down, kisses, fingers 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 nation of bliss .