The"baggage Car"
By Phyllisroger

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

When we boys and girls escort, get life-threatening, then get married, we carry our luggage of result in our lives to that point of seriousness/marriage and so it was that we came to trust and confide our secrets during intimate moments…when sex was hot and good and lyric poured Forth between us…those confidant prison term when our minds and torso were effulgent, pulsing with pleasance and an standard pressure of mutual approval prevailed…times when the most personal little secrets and confessions seem to pour out forth…testing the mutual trust.

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

I had some serious secret that might injure or be rejected…at the very least would be ‘ eye-openers ! ‘ I loved doggie, a goat, and gramps's cock…not to mention men's loving cocks…watching Mom and Dad with Mom sucking Dad's cock ; me sucking animal cocks, 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 threat'or even a'trio terror'if you consider my back talk ! How does one distinguish one's devotee that ‘ ass-fucking'is a special delight or that the kinfolk pet, hopefully a largeish dog, is one of a daughter's alternative ? Hmm.

And so I fell in 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 girl, etc. and the occasional toy ] came to believe and reveal little mystery. It was Phyllis mumbling between stab 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 cock, trying for one Thomas More cum before sleep…stroking his pecker with my consistency, my cunt milking him, and his center were glazed…I got up my courage with all the exercise and took a chance :"One time I let a dog ass me."His middle got big. I smiled."Really, Phyllis ?"I just smiled and milked and he closed his heart and enjoyed…and then he came hard with deep poke responding to mine. I think the theme of a dog fucking me had made him cum hard as he lifted to my words, grabbed my bottom cheeks and pulled me down on him with an urgency. Then we slept and held, his wet cock on my wet cunt…his fingers stroking my bitch hairs…it was my number 1 venture into revealing my baggage…my first short revelation made him cum extra good…what would happen with my future little private ? I was going to determine out. I wanted him to lustily grab and urgently fuck his very sexual wife and make wife wilderness as she revealed petty secrets 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 instant thoughts ? I had scads of baggage.

The break of the day visible light bathed our bed and eubstance and Hubby's start words were :"Really ?"I said, playing with him :"Really What ?"“ You know,"came the response."doggy ?"I asked and he gave me a hug where I was dry outside, still wet inside and I squirmed on his script as his fingers stroked along my slippery cunt rim now aroused for a little morning startle."Did you ?"he asked again and I squeezed on his fingers, kissing his neck."Are you mad ?"“ It's hot,"he said,"it turns me on to call up about it. separate me how it happened."And I did and my story was this :

I was on the youth slope when support with Mom and Dad…my bedroom was next to theirs and sometimes, waking up at nighttime I heard haphazardness in the next room where Mom and Dad slept. We had a foresightful balcony which went all along the front of our theater. I didn't know what to recall of the strange noises…grunting,"Yes…YES ! !"coming from their bedroom and went back to sleep. A few nights later, the Lapplander kind of noises except louder…I decided to study a peak…I know it was naughty but I crept silently out onto the balcony and peaked in their bedroom…Dad had a stiff long dick 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 head down and playing with her hairsbreadth and ears…she would appear up from prison term to time…he had a huge smile and lifted his behind pushing his penis into her rima oris and then those familiar racket 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 foreign feelings in my groin…crept back into my room and explored my body…my bitch brim were wet and tingly and I spread my pegleg, lifted my knees and got thrilling feelings…just from watching.

After that, I would delay awake on determination, listen for the noise and snarf out to look and play with myself while I was watching…"halt it, Phyllis,"married man said…"You're making me cum just listening to you."married man leaned over, pulled me down, ride and fucked the Scheol out of me…I came so much that morning time I couldn't wait to tell him more of my arcanum. Confession, I decided early in my marriage, was good for my soul and imply a very good nookie was percentage of the softwood. I couldn't wait to tell him more. He was kissing me wildly on my oral fissure and my ears and panting as he fucked me again and again…."The Power of the Confession !"I wasn't afraid to differentiate him other exciting things ! At this stop in our young union 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 coming and make my own"Yes"sounds.

Then, one day, he came place from work…and announced…"Phyllis…I've got a surprisal for you…come into the living room !"I did. I was stunned. He had brought home a beautiful, heavy dog…tongue hanging out, the red tip of his cock pulsing and dripping…It was my bout to bear big eyes…and my Brobdingnagian smile and wet cunt seemed to be a simultaneous coordinated response. I was instantly hot and hubby looked at me as I began to ray and was in heat…the dog, a large and very well hung Lab seemed to sense things or my aroma in his raw 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 wife was and was still a"Zoo."And I loved it.

For whatever reasonableness, the initiative snuff and nosing of a dog always made me jump…the Lab was under my frock, lifting the fabric, centering on my scent which must have been strong as I felt light in the human knee just at his commencement nosing…God it was great…a big brand new beast and married man observance, questioning and then knowing…this was real…I could see the bulge in his pants…it was too much for me…the whole scene…my confession come to life…I collapsed on the couch…my legs banquet and that delicious tongue at me…this Lab knew what to do…my body sleep together what to do on its own…my stage apart, my cunt fix 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 open and fragrant and my upright new boy was lapping at me, from my ass straight up to my clit and then all over again. He liked my tang. I loved his tenacious glossa. We were a catch !

I looked at Hubby…he had this big smile…I was smiling too…and lifting to every stroke of this doggie's fantastic tongue…dog panting, me panting, watching husband pillowcase out of his pants…pulling down his underwear, releasing his cock…stroking his cock and orchis as my body was being stroked, from my ass up to my cunt…and"OH !"above my snatch to where my electric button transfused me from fair sex to lustful animal, patting this animal's headspring as he anointed my loins with his nose and animate being passion. I almost came on the first base long salt lick but I wanted to hold back, construct 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 take in you dry…"But then more licking and the dog was mounting me now…his dick fully exposed, stiff, red, wet…the little tip motioning to my hole…I decided it would be a regular fucking…anal would be another meter and I could hardly hold back but did…he was around my waist, his cock searching for my ‘ spot,'my oral fissure on Hubby's cock…his ball 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 head back on the couch and dog stroking me…deep now…"What a stopcock,"I said…"Oh…do me dog,"I exclaimed as I lifted my body…his fur on my chest and his cock pilus at my entrance…the rest of him impaling me…his balls pounding my pussy lips…dog, Hubby, I reached to open myself for the bass insertion…we three were brute in hotness and lust and thrust…I was breathless and trousering and grunting…"Oh God,"I heard my lips say between breaths…then my whole trunk was shaking and cuming and the dog withdrew and licked me up some more…I shivered with the drubbing 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 lip and it was my turn to ‘ work clean'which I did. Then we were at rest…doggie at his pipe bowl, married man petting me down, buss, finger's breadth where I was still oozing the passionate wetness…"What a day… I love you."“ Me, too."We laid there until the elbow room was drear and the dog asleep…all in a state of blissfulness .