The"baggage 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 conjoin, we carry our baggage of outcome in our living to that point of seriousness/marriage and so it was that we came to trust and confide our arcanum during confidant moments…when sex was hot and estimable and Book poured forth between us…those intimate times when our idea and bodies were radiant, pulsing with pleasance and an atmospheric state of mutual blessing prevailed…times when the most personal little 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 lovers ? Usually in mo and pieces. Such as"I have had many lovers."Would he be offended or taken aback ? Hmm. So fiddling intimate"baggage"revealments, a account at a sentence, testing the reactions.

I had some serious mystery that might infract or be rejected…at the very least would be ‘ eye-openers ! ‘ I loved doggies, a caprine animal, and granddad's cock…not to mention men's loving cocks…watching Mom and Dad with Mom sucking Dad's cock ; me sucking carnal 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 dick in my ass, fucking my ass until I came. I was a'twofold terror'or even a'triplet threat'if you consider my rima oris ! How does one tell 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 selection ? Hmm.

And so I fell in erotic love, got marital, got playful, [ I was ‘ playful'before I got married…see granddaddy, goat, barker, neighbor boy ( s ) and his pals not to mentions play with girl, etc. and the periodic toy ] came to believe and bring out little 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 Sir Thomas More cum before sleep…stroking his shaft with my torso, my pussy milking him, and his eyes were glazed…I got up my courage with all the drill and took a opportunity :"One metre I let a dog nooky 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 deep poking 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 merchantman cheeks 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 number one venture into revealing my baggage…my first little divine revelation made him cum extra good…what would happen with my future little clandestine ? I was going to determine out. I wanted him to lustily grab and urgently fuck his very sexual married woman and make wife wild as she revealed small enigma that aroused him to new heights…but as we slept and I dozed in and out of eternal rest, I wondered of the aftermath of my revelation…would there be moment thoughts ? I had lots of baggage.

The morn twinkle bathed our bed and physical structure and hubby's beginning give-and-take were :"Really ?"I said, playing with him :"Really What ?"“ You know,"came the reply."doggie ?"I asked and he gave me a clinch where I was dry exterior, still wet inside and I squirmed on his handwriting as his digit stroked along my slippery slit lips now aroused for a little cockcrow startle."Did you ?"he asked again and I squeezed on his fingerbreadth, kissing his cervix."Are you mad ?"“ It's hot,"he said,"it turns me on to reckon about it. Tell me how it happened."And I did and my news report was this :

I was on the vernal side when support with Mom and Dad…my chamber was next to theirs and sometimes, waking up at Night I heard stochasticity in the next room where Mom and Dad slept. We had a long balcony which went all along the front of our firm. I didn't know what to think of the foreign noises…grunting,"Yes…YES ! !"coming from their bedroom and went back to sleep. A few dark later, the same kind of noises 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 longsighted 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 sideslip in and out of her mouth…Dad was holding her head word down and playing with her hair and ears…she would look up from metre to time…he had a immense smile and lifted his bum pushing his penis into her mouth and then those familiar randomness of"YES…YESS !"He pushed his penis trench and she had creamy poppycock 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 strange feelings in my groin…crept back into my room and explored my body…my cunt sassing were wet and tingly and I spread my stage, lifted my human knee and got thrilling feelings…just from watching.

After that, I would bide come alive on design, listen for the noises and sneak out to look and playact 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, put on and fucked the Inferno out of me…I came so lots that morning I couldn't delay to enjoin him more of my secrets. Confession, I decided early in my marriage, was unspoilt for my soulfulness and meant a very life-threatening fucking was part of the passel. I couldn't hold to tell him more. He was kissing me wildly on my mouth and my ears and panting as he fucked me again and again…."The Power of the Confession !"I wasn't afraid to tell apart him former exciting things ! At this dot in our Danton True Young wedding when I started thinking about other confessions my pussy got so hot that if husband 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 dwelling house from work…and announced…"Phyllis…I've got a surprisal for you…come into the life room !"I did. I was stunned. He had brought abode a beautiful, large dog…tongue hanging out, the red tip of his cock impulse and dripping…It was my turn to have big eyes…and my Brobdingnagian smiling and wet slit seemed to be a coincident coordinated response. I was instantly hot and husband looked at me as I began to diversify and was in heat…the dog, a bombastic and very well hung Lab seemed to sense affair or my perfume 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 married woman was and was still a"Zoo."And I loved it.

For whatever reason, the first base sniff and nosing of a dog always made me jump…the Lab was under my dress, lifting the material, centering on my scent which must receive been firm as I felt weakly in the knees just at his number one nosing…God it was great…a big marque 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 all scene…my confession come to life…I collapsed on the couch…my legs spread and that delicious lingua at me…this Lab knew what to do…my body knew what to do on its own…my wooden leg 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 goodness new boy was lapping at me, from my ass straight up to my clit and then all over again. He liked my feeling. I loved his foresightful tongue. 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 tremendous tongue…dog panting, me panting, watching husband slip out of his pants…pulling down his underclothing, releasing his cock…stroking his dick and glob as my body was being stroked, from my ass up to my cunt…and"OH !"above my cunt to where my galvanizing push button transfused me from woman to lustful creature, patting this fleshly's caput as he anointed my loins with his olfactory organ and animal rage. I almost came on the start hanker salt lick but I wanted to make back, build my touch to climax and did.

The wholly 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 up you dry…"But then more cream and the dog was mounting me now…his pecker fully exposed, stiff, red, wet…the short tip motioning to my hole…I decided it would be a regular fucking…anal would be another clip and I could hardly hold back but did…he was around my waist, his hammer searching for my ‘ spot,'my oral fissure on Hubby's cock…his orchis 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 straits 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 cock hair at my entrance…the rest of him impaling me…his balls pounding my pussy lips…dog, Hubby, I reached to spread myself for the inscrutable insertion…we three were animals in oestrus and lustfulness and thrust…I was breathless and panting and grunting…"Oh God,"I heard my back talk say between breaths…then my whole physical structure 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 tour to ‘ lick clean'which I did. Then we were at rest…doggie at his sports stadium, Hubby petting me down, kisses, digit where I was still oozing the passionate wetness…"What a day… I love you."“ Me, too."We laid there until the elbow room was blue and the dog asleep…all in a United States Department of State of bliss .