The"baggage Car"
By Phyllisroger

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

When we boys and girls engagement, get grievous, then get wed, we carry our luggage of outcome in our life-time to that point of seriousness/marriage and so it was that we came to trust and confide our closed book during intimate moments…when sex was hot and good and Bible poured Forth River between us…those intimate sentence when our mind and bodies were beaming, pulsing with pleasures and an atmosphere of common favourable reception prevailed…times when the most personal little secret and confessions seem to rain buckets forth…testing the mutual trust.

But how to do it. When to do it…when are enigma 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 story at a time, testing the reactions.

I had some serious enigma that might offend or be rejected…at the very least would be ‘ eye-openers ! ‘ I loved bow-wow, a goat, and granddad's cock…not to mention men's loving cocks…watching Mom and Dad with Mom sucking Dad's cock ; me sucking animate being cocks, grandad'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'twofold threat'or even a'triple threat'if you consider my mouth ! How does one tell one's devotee that ‘ ass-fucking'is a special delectation or that the family pet, hopefully a largeish dog, is one of a girl's pick ? Hmm.

And so I fell in erotic love, got married, got playful, [ I was ‘ playful'before I got married…see granddad, goat, barker, neighbor boy ( s ) and his pals not to mentions play with girlfriend, etc. and the occasional toy ] came to trust and reveal piddling arcanum. It was Phyllis mumbling between jab 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 cock, trying for one more than cum before sleep…stroking his tool with my consistency, my twat milking him, and his centre were glazed…I got up my courage with all the exercise and took a fortune :"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 inscrutable driving force responding to mine. I think the idea of a dog fucking me had made him cum hard as he lifted to my quarrel, grabbed my merchantman cheeks and pulled me down on him with an urgency. Then we slept and held, his wet hammer on my wet cunt…his fingers stroking my cunt hairs…it was my number one speculation into revealing my baggage…my first small revelation made him cum extra good…what would happen with my next minuscule hush-hush ? I was going to find out. I wanted him to lustily grab and urgently fuck his very sexual wife and name wife wilderness as she revealed little enigma 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 second thoughts ? I had stack of baggage.

The morning Inner Light bathed our bed and bodies and Hubby's low words were :"Really ?"I said, playing with him :"Really What ?"“ You know,"came the reply."barker ?"I asked and he gave me a squeeze where I was dry exterior, still wet inside and I squirmed on his mitt as his digit stroked along my slippery twat lips now aroused for a fiddling morning saltation."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 apart me how it happened."And I did and my story was this :

I was on the Pres Young position when keep with Mom and Dad…my sleeping accommodation was next to theirs and sometimes, waking up at Night I heard noises in the next room where Mom and Dad slept. We had a long balcony which went all along the front of our theatre. I didn't know what to think of the strange noises…grunting,"Yes…YES ! !"coming from their sleeping room and went back to sleep. A few nights later, the same kind of noises except louder…I decided to take a peak…I know it was naughty but I crept silently out onto the balcony and peaked in their bedroom…Dad had a stiff farsighted cock and my Mom was working on it with her hands…playing with him…laughing and then putting her face down, kissing his phallus, letting it slip in and out of her mouth…Dad was holding her head down and playing with her hair and ears…she would await up from time to time…he had a huge grinning and lifted his arse pushing his phallus into her lip and then those companion noises of"YES…YESS !"He pushed his penis oceanic abyss and she had creamy poppycock running out of her sassing 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 strange tactile sensation in my groin…crept back into my way and explored my body…my cunt lip were wet and tingly and I spread my branch, lifted my knees and got thrilling feelings…just from watching.

After that, I would stay awake on purpose, mind for the dissonance and sneak out to look and take on with myself while I was watching…"Stop it, Phyllis,"hubby said…"You're making me cum just listening to you."Hubby leaned over, pulled me down, mounted and fucked the hell out of me…I came so much that morning I couldn't wait to tell him more of my mystery. Confession, I decided early in my spousal relationship, was beneficial for my soul and think a very serious nooky was percentage of the deal. I couldn't wait to distinguish him more. He was kissing me wildly on my lip and my ears and panting as he fucked me again and again…."The great power of the Confession !"I wasn't afraid to recount him other exciting things ! At this pointedness in our young 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 climax and orgasm 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 support elbow room !"I did. I was stunned. He had brought home a beautiful, turgid dog…tongue hanging out, the red tip of his peter impulse and dripping…It was my turn to stimulate big eyes…and my huge grinning and wet cunt seemed to be a coinciding coordinated reply. I was instantly hot and Hubby looked at me as I began to radiate and was in heat…the dog, a gravid and very well hung Lab seemed to smell out things 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 grin. hubby looked at me, wondering if my confession had been a illusion and now realizing it was true…his wife was and was still a"Zoo."And I loved it.

For whatever reason, the starting time 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 have been unassailable as I felt weak in the knees just at his start nosing…God it was great…a big mark new animal and Hubby watching, questioning and then knowing…this was real…I could see the bulge in his pants…it was too much for me…the unharmed scene…my confession come to life…I collapsed on the couch…my legs cattle farm and that luscious lingua at me…this Lab knew what to do…my eubstance lie with what to do on its own…my legs apart, my cunt make 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 candid and fragrant and my effective new boy was lapping at me, from my ass straight up to my clit and then all over again. He liked my feel. I loved his foresighted tongue. We were a equal !

I looked at Hubby…he had this big smile…I was smiling too…and lifting to every stroking of this doggie's wonderful tongue…dog panting, me panting, watching married man pillow slip out of his pants…pulling down his underclothing, releasing his cock…stroking his shaft and balls as my body was being stroked, from my ass up to my cunt…and"OH !"above my cunt to where my electric push transfused me from woman to lustful animal, patting this creature's head as he anointed my lumbus with his nose and brute rage. I almost came on the 1st long lick but I wanted to agree back, ramp up my flavour to climax and did.

The whole scene…doggie at me…hubby at himself…I motioned him over and began to do my own anointment of his loins…"Thank you,"I mumbled…
"It's dependable, isn't it Phyllis ?"I nodded."Seeing this fauna satisfying you is incredible,"he said."cum here you animal,"I said to him."I want to suck you dry…"But then more trouncing and the dog was mounting me now…his shaft fully exposed, blind drunk, red, wet…the slight tip motioning to my hole…I decided it would be a regular fucking…anal would be another time and I could hardly wait but did…he was around my waist, his cock searching for my ‘ spot,'my mouth on husband's cock…his orchis 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 forefront 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 breast and his cock fuzz at my entrance…the rest of him impaling me…his balls pounding my pussy lips…dog, hubby, I reached to give myself for the deepest insertion…we three were animate being in warmth and lust and thrust…I was breathless and heaving and grunting…"Oh God,"I heard my back talk say between breaths…then my unit 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 Hubby's cock…"You're beautiful,"I said."Thank you again…"“ Phyllis,"he said,"I've never been so hot."He came in my sass and it was my go to ‘ thrash clean'which I did. Then we were at rest…doggie at his roll, 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 body politic of bliss .