The"luggage Car"
By Phyllisroger

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

When we boys and lady friend date, get serious, then get married, we carry our baggage of issue in our lives to that point of seriousness/marriage and so it was that we came to entrust and confide our enigma during intimate moments…when sex was hot and good and words poured forth between us…those intimate times when our psyche and dead body were radiant, pulsing with pleasures and an atmosphere of reciprocal approving prevailed…times when the most personal little secrets and confessions seem to swarm forth…testing the mutual trust.

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

I had some serious secrets that might offend or be rejected…at the very to the lowest degree would be ‘ eye-openers ! ‘ I loved doggies, a goat, and grandfather's cock…not to mention men's loving cocks…watching Mom and Dad with Mom sucking Dad's cock ; me sucking animal prick, 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'three-base hit terror'if you consider my mouth ! How does one differentiate one's lover that ‘ ass-fucking'is a special delectation or that the fellowship pet, hopefully a largeish dog, is one of a girl's alternative ? Hmm.

And so I fell in passion, got matrimonial, got playful, [ I was ‘ playful'before I got married…see grandfather, goat, pooch, neighbour boy ( s ) and his pals not to mentions play with girlfriends, etc. and the occasional toy ] came to trust and reveal little arcanum. It was Phyllis mumbling between thrusts and grunts :"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 putz, trying for one more cum before sleep…stroking his stopcock with my body, my cunt milking him, and his centre were glazed…I got up my courageousness with all the physical exercise and took a chance :"One time I let a dog fuck me."His centre got big. I smiled."Really, Phyllis ?"I just smiled and milked and he closed his middle and enjoyed…and then he came hard with inscrutable push responding to mine. I think the approximation of a dog fucking me had made him cum hard as he lifted to my Book, grabbed my bottom face and pulled me down on him with an urgency. Then we slept and held, his wet cock on my wet cunt…his digit stroking my cunt hairs…it was my first venture into revealing my baggage…my first little Book of Revelation made him cum spare good…what would materialise with my next slight secret ? I was going to find out. I wanted him to lustily grab and urgently fuck his very sexual wife and make wife natural state as she revealed niggling mystery that aroused him to new heights…but as we slept and I dozed in and out of sleep, I wondered of the aftermath of my revelation…would there be secondly thoughts ? I had tons of baggage.

The morning light bathed our bed and bodies and hubby's first off words were :"Really ?"I said, playing with him :"Really What ?"“ You know,"came the reply."bow-wow ?"I asked and he gave me a squeeze where I was dry outside, still wet inside and I squirmed on his manus as his fingerbreadth stroked along my slippery snatch sassing now aroused for a little morn jump."Did you ?"he asked again and I squeezed on his finger, kissing his neck."Are you mad ?"“ It's hot,"he said,"it turns me on to think about it. Tell me how it happened."And I did and my history was this :

I was on the young side when living with Mom and Dad…my bedchamber was adjacent to theirs and sometimes, waking up at night I heard noises in the next elbow room where Mom and Dad slept. We had a retentive balcony which went all along the front of our house. I didn't know what to call back of the strange noises…grunting,"Yes…YES ! !"coming from their bedchamber and went back to catch some Z's. A few Nox later, the Sami variety of disturbance except louder…I decided to take a peak…I know it was blue but I crept silently out onto the balcony and peaked in their bedroom…Dad had a stiff farsighted prick 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 pillowcase in and out of her mouth…Dad was holding her head down and playing with her whisker and ears…she would look up from prison term to time…he had a huge smile and lifted his bottom pushing his member into her backtalk and then those comrade noise of"YES…YESS !"He pushed his member deep and she had creamy clobber 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 feelings in my groin…crept back into my elbow room and research my body…my cunt rim were wet and tingly and I spread my stage, lifted my knees and got thrilling feelings…just from watching.

After that, I would stay awake on intention, heed for the noises and sneak out to take care and play with myself while I was watching…"full point it, Phyllis,"husband said…"You're making me cum just listening to you."hubby leaned over, pulled me down, mounted and fucked the snake pit out of me…I came so a great deal that cockcrow I couldn't wait to tell him more of my secret. Confession, I decided early in my marriage, was good for my someone and meant a very serious nooky was piece of the slew. I couldn't wait to order him more. He was kissing me wildly on my mouth and my ear and panting as he fucked me again and again…."The Power of the Confession !"I wasn't afraid to tell him early exciting things ! At this point in our young spousal relationship when I started thinking about early confessions my kitty got so hot that if Hubby wasn't around I'd dip into my toy box and orgasm and coming and make 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 way !"I did. I was stunned. He had brought abode a beautiful, prominent dog…tongue hanging out, the red tip of his tool pulsing and dripping…It was my crook to have big eyes…and my huge smile and wet cunt seemed to be a simultaneous coordinated response. I was instantly hot and hubby looked at me as I began to radiate and was in heat…the dog, a big and very well cling Lab seemed to sense affair or my perfume in his tender nozzle or whatever it was…he variety 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 rationality, the low gear sniff and nosing of a dog always made me jump…the Lab was under my dress, lifting the framework, centering on my aroma which must deliver been strong as I felt weak in the knee joint just at his 1st nosing…God it was great…a big brand new animal and hubby observation, questioning and then knowing…this was real…I could see the bulge in his pants…it was too much for me…the unit scene…my confession come to life…I collapsed on the couch…my legs spread and that delicious tongue at me…this Lab knew what to do…my body knew what to do on its own…my ramification apart, my snatch 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 expert new boy was lapping at me, from my ass straight up to my clit and then all over again. He liked my look. I loved his long lingua. We were a match !

I looked at Hubby…he had this big smile…I was smiling too…and lifting to every stroke of this doggie's marvellous tongue…dog trousering, me panting, watching Hubby cutting out of his pants…pulling down his underclothing, releasing his cock…stroking his cock and balls as my trunk was being stroked, from my ass up to my cunt…and"OH !"above my snatch to where my electric button transfused me from charwoman to lustful animal, patting this sensual's promontory as he anointed my loins with his nose and animal passion. I almost came on the initiative farsighted lap but I wanted to halt 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 rightful, 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, pixilated, red, wet…the little tip motioning to my hole…I decided it would be a regular fucking…anal would be another time and I could hardly waitress but did…he was around my shank, his shaft searching for my ‘ dapple,'my lip 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 mouthpiece's hold…Hubby now petting me…my head word 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 putz haircloth at my entrance…the relaxation of him impaling me…his bollock pounding my pussy lips…dog, husband, I reached to open myself for the deepest insertion…we three were animals in heat and lust and thrust…I was breathless and heaving and grunting…"Oh God,"I heard my backtalk 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 thrashing 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 back talk and it was my turn to ‘ bat clean'which I did. Then we were at rest…doggie at his bowl, husband petting me down, candy kiss, fingers where I was still oozing the passionate wetness…"What a day… I love you."“ Me, too."We laid there until the way was dark and the dog asleep…all in a state of walking on air .