wakening 5

I didn't think I would be writing about this anymore, but so a lot has happened to me since the close chapter, and a lot of people have asked what's going on, so here goes zippo. awakening 1-4 will tell you how much my once simpleton liveliness has changed, and how I went from a happily married young married woman to someone with an almost unquenchable sex appetite. I could blame Randy, the man who introduced me to that life-style, but I know it was completely my own demerit. After my husband Stu called and pleaded with me to number back home, I finally did ( show Awakenings 4 ). I'll never forget the hurt in Randy's eye when I told him I was going back to my husband, try to put my marriage back together. He didn't plead, but he acted as if I'd just stabbed him through the heart. I guess in a way, I did. I knew after only a day back dwelling that I'd made a stupendous mistake. All I could think of was Randy - the wonderfully sexy things we did. After three solar day, I was already climbing the paries. A calendar month later, when Stu left on another one of his extended business trips, it was the last straw. I left and went back to Booker Taliaferro Washington, DC

That morning I dressed in shorts and a flabby jumper that clearly showed off my nipples. Checking myself in the mirror, I knew I looked good. I didn't call Randy. I just showed up on the day I knew he had off. That was a mistake. When he saw it was me, he opened the door, but didn't invite me in."Hey,"was all he said.

"Hey,"I replied."Can I come in ?"

He glanced over his shoulder, saying,"You've caught me at a bad time."I could hear person moving around inside. I knew it was probably a girl, and it hurt a short.

"I want to come back, Randy. I couldn't stand being away from you."

"married man's lilliputian prick not doing the job ?"

I felt my font burning at the stake, but just let it go. He'd earned the right to be nasty. I had it coming."Please. I know you have mortal here. I don't care. Just let me last out and try to make up for what I did."

He jerked his head for me to hail inside and I slid past him through the doorway, sitting my overnight bag down. A really cute girl in revealing shorts and a tank-top lounged on the couch. She was taller than I am, but slender like me. skillful breasts and leg. I suspected she had a decent ass too. That was one of the thing Randy always said he liked about me. I was instantly jealous as hell. She smiled sweetly, like she knew exactly what I was thinking.

"This is jennet,"he said, nodding at a chair for me to sit.

"I've got no post else to stay, Randy,"I blurted out almost in tears. I now knew it'd been impetuous for me to fly to airstream District of Columbia when I didn't know anyone except Randy.

He looked thoughtful for a moment."You can stay in my guest elbow room temporarily. My own sleeping room is full at the present moment. You'll have to get a job and pay board if you want to stay longer than a hebdomad. That'll be your status - a tenant."

Jenny got up and smirked as she left the room, strutting cutely. I conceded that she really did have a great ass. I stared at Randy for a min."Can you ever forgive me, Randy ? I still love you. I do. I want what we had."

"That may take some prison term - if ever. You got to me really bad when you left, infant. I never felt that bad before."

The hurt in his eyes made my bosom aching for him. I wanted to wrap my arms around him, but I just said,"I understand. I'll be here for you if you change your mind. Anything you want. Ignore me, use me, anything. I'm asking nothing in return."

"You might not make love what you're letting yourself in for. I'm pretty pissed."

"Then require it out on me until it's out of your system. I'll do anything to birth things the way they were."

That nighttime, was the hardest I ever experienced. I'd wanted to jumpstart Randy's osseous tissue from the minute of arc I'd walked in. Having to go to my own room while he went into the way we'd once shared, taking jennet with him, well, it was ruffianly to watch. This was Randy's Night off so I knew they would ploughshare some of Randy's ‘ sleep with dust.'I envied them. I hated them. Once they started fucking I hated them even more. I'm rather subdued when having sex. Jenny wasn't. She screamed and cried-out non-stop all night. At one item she screamed over and over,"roll in the hay me in the ass ! Fuck my ass !"Eventually her howler faded off into whimpers and moan. It wasn't very long before she started screaming again though. I was so hot I was going out of my mind. ineffective to abide it any longer, I got up and went to their bedchamber door, listening as Randy's grunts and yells drove me right up the paries. Finally, I reached out and turned the knob - and found it locked. snag streaming down my facial expression, I ran back to my bed and covered my capitulum with a pillow. I had my paw buried inside my pussy until I passed out around 3:30 AM. They were still going inviolable.

The future sunrise, their door was still locked and not a sound was coming from the room. I knew the feeling. After a dark of using Randy's ‘ making love junk,'we'd been the same way, totally exhausted. It made me angry though. I left, determined to find work as soon as possible. I couldn't stand this tactile sensation any foresightful. I was still horny this morning, my pussy burning up. Damn Randy anyway.

I took the bus downtown, about a twenty minute drive. It only took me three hours to land a job as stewardess for a café and lounge. whoreson, I thought the economy was so bad. The pay wasn't great, but it would be plenty if I was deliberate. I'd give Randy some metre to act upon past everything, but if it took too long I'd get a shoes of my own. I couldn't take many more than night like last night. The ride back went right past the green where I'd allowed a couple of stranger to make love the daylights out of me a few month earlier. It was sick, but those picture suddenly flooded my mind, leaving me wet and throw off. I would not do that again, I promised myself.
No thing how bad it got, I would wait for Randy to cook up his mind.

When I entered the condo, Randy was on his Play Station, and Jenny was prancing around in a baby-doll nighty. She looked scrumptious - the bitch. Randy didn't even search up, but Jenny smiled."I made some soup. desire some ?"

That's the way it went for almost a workweek, her being so decent butter wouldn't melt in her passably mouthpiece, my nights filled with their grunts, shout and groan as I soaked my own sheets. Twice, when Jenny was in the rain shower, I actually pleaded with Randy to do me any way he wanted. I reminded him I was the way I was because of him, that I needed it because he'd turned me into a trollop. He just shook his head teacher. I ran away sobbing. He was getting his retaliation.

I'd tie Stu at a youthful age, in what turned out to be a very vanilla seven-year relationship. Randy had introduced me into a totally uninhibited life-style filled with every sort of sex imaginable. Sex is almost all I've intellection of since. I realize I'm probably sick, but if I am so is Randy. We were made for each former. Why couldn't he see that ? Riding the bus home from oeuvre on my forth day I saw a associate trope board and then come sit down succeeding to me, even though the bus was nearly deserted. It was the old black man I'd had sex with in the park men's room, on that day so long ago. I stared unbent ahead, frozen, scared to Death. After a few min, he simply took my hand and placed it on his bare peter. He'd unzipped quietly and I hadn't even noticed. I tried pulling my hand away but he just held it there, staring to the front. Frantically, I looked around, but the three citizenry who were sitting ahead of us didn't suspect a thing.

"Please don't do this,"I whispered."I'm not like that anymore."

He finally turned his nerve to me, smiling softly."Yes, you are."He looked back to the forepart, moving my hand slowly up and down on his cock. It was so big. Warm. Throbbing in my small script like it was alive.
I felt his early hand at the backbone of my head, pulling it forward."No."I said firmly ; then pleading"No,"more softly as the pressure on the rear of my head grew clamant. My grimace was only a few inches from his sable cock, stiff and shiny. I could smell its musk, see a facile drop forming at its tip. My sass watered as I remembered how it'd tasted that day in the ballpark. insistence eased on the backbone of my head, before slipping away entirely. I didn't pull back. Instead, I lowered my mouth and took his uncircumcised cock in as far as I could carry off. It tasted like ambrosia, making me swoon as I gobbled it like it was candy. I finally got about of it stuffed down my milking throat, then sliding back a little as I let my spit feel the rooftree and wooden-headed veins as I eased off. Then I was plunging my boldness back down, feeling that awesome cockhead enter the closely first step of my throat, popping through into my gullet. At that moment, we were the only two masses in the world. I was so starved for sex that I would've fucked that old man right there on the bus. It came to a sudden jarring check as he roughly pushed my hungry mouth off his cock and hurriedly zipped up. He stood, gazing down at me."This is where I get off."

He exited as more than passenger boarded. Like a automaton I got up and followed, my nub pounding like roaring in my pharynx. I knew I shouldn't be doing this. Scared but excited, my legs felt so weak I could hardly take the air. I was having difficulty even breathing, but I followed. After a block, he paused and looked back to see if I was there, then went into an apartment building. I don't even remember climbing the night stairs behind him, just him holding the door unfold for me to walk inside his apartment. He went straight into the bedroom and I followed like I'd been programed. All the days and Nox of listening to Randy and Jenny rutting like wolves, seeing their trope in my head, my pussy burning up and soaking my pantie all day long, had finally taken its bell. I couldn't resist what was awaiting me in there, even if I wanted to. I didn't. I wanted this. I needed it.

I'd go half-baked if someone didn't give me what I needed.

"Get defenseless,"The old man said, walking toward the bathroom. I instantly heard him leaking into the body of water.
How romantic, I thought. I'm just a piece of ass to him. mulct, that's what I wanted, too. Just be intimate me and let me go home. I quickly undressed. Trembling as though I had a high fever, I was lying in the center of the bed when he returned from the toilet and crawled in beside me. He was also naked, his rod sticking straight out. He was marvellous and slim and I could almost look his rib, but his stopcock was long, thick and meaty. Like the short curly hair on his promontory, his pubic hair was gray. He climbed onto my pectus and tantalizingly rubbed his spongy cockhead over my loose mouth as I excitedly gasped for air. Then he just shoved it down my throat, burying it all the way. I could feel his hairy Lucille Ball against my chin as I struggled to breathe through my olfactory organ. Just when I thought I would pass out, he finally pulled out for a 2nd, and then did it again - again - and again. I didn't fight him. My arm were outstretched to the side, hands clutching the rag, my undetermined oral fissure a willing receptacle for his use. He face-fucked me for a recollective time, then after a piece he rolled onto his back, pulling my question to his cock, letting me do the study while he watched. I didn't disappoint. I lathed his stopcock and glob with my spit until they were wet, sucking his open foreskin as I also tongued it, sticking the tip of my tongue into his pee-hole, and then gently nibbling on his foreskin again. I sucked his cock hard and then softly, harder once more, hearing his pleasurable oink. I smiled. I was in control here. He needed it as lots as I did. I was trembling all over I was so excited. My swollen cunt backtalk were so sore I felt I could cum anytime even without any contact. I'd never been hotter. He pulled his knobby knees to his flimsy chest, pushing my face into his steamy offer. I felt oh so tight as I licked and bit downwardly to his tuck anus, listening to his moan, smelling his musky odor. I was at a stage that I knew I would do anything he wanted of me. He owned me. I was the worst slut conceivable, trembling with the hullabaloo of doing foreclose things with a staring alien. I was so excited, I was gasping for breath. I slowly traveled back up his scrotum, licking the deep vein on the bottom of his cock, sliding my unleash wet lips around his squashy head word, making dear to it, then swallowing his entire cock down to the balls as he gripped my read/write head and humped upward with animate being force. His cum was thick and impregnable as it hit the cover of my throat, coating my tongue, sliding down my throat in unworthy clump to pool deep inside my soft belly, hot and heavy. He shot three hanker strings, one rightfield after the early. It was comparable sweet ointment to me, fulfilling and satiating my hunger.

Even when he'd finished, his penis remained unshakable as I continued licking and nibbling his cock and balls. Finally, he rolled me over and plunged his huge cock half-way inside me, fire and delight fighting for ascendance. Even as wet as I was, I couldn't accommodate that meaty thing, and it burned my twat lips like fire. pleasure finally won the engagement as I wrapped my thigh around him, pulling the ease of his marvelous shaft into my burning cunt. I think I screamed then. I know I did when he started pounding into me like an animal. It hurt. It really hurt, but it was wonderful. I must've been making too much haphazardness, because he finally covered my twisted mouth with his undecided mouth, sticking his tongue down my throat, robbing my air as I greedily sucked the slimy invader deeper, loving it. I followed his natural language to its resting place with my own tongue, frantically biting his lips, sucking them, slamming my hips up to meet the monster hammer pounding against my cervix and jarring my small inning like a hand truck hitting it. This is what I had been wanting. Over the grunt and slapping of his flesh against my ass buttock, I heard myself deliriously saying,"Fuck me, oh god have sex me. .. fuck. .."

At that pace, neither of us could've lasted long. We simply exploded, straining and shuddering against each other for a full minute, moaning into each other's rima oris, my sweep through excavation into his tenuous back, legs desperately clutching his thighs, rolling my ass and humping frantically - trying to climb up him. Randy had once shown me I could have multiple orgasms, and I had them now until I was completely and utterly drained. Finally when it was over, neither of us moved for a recollective time. He did first, slipping his hobble wet tool from my clutching pussy, as I muttered sleepily in dissent.

"Oh, don't worry honey. We ain't done yet. Just need to rest a minute."

I must've dozed, for the next thing I recalled was being flipped onto my venter and raised onto my knees. I felt his hardness against my twat, slipping interior for a bit, and then it was pressing against my tender anus.

"No,"I muttered."Not there."

He laughed."You liked it up the ass that day in the park's shithouse stall, baby. Once I get started, you'll love it now."

"Please don't. I'll do anything else you want."

fervor consumed me as the titan spongelike head of his shaft popped through my chthonic ring. I did cry this fourth dimension. Loudly."Shut up and rub your pussy,"was all he said, continuing to campaign harder. He did hold back after a moment for me to develop accustomed to his garth, but then slowly began pushing deeper as I cried into my pillow. He paused two more meter before he was all the way inside, then he just let it throb in there for a while. Finally, he began a slow sawing motion in and out as I slipped three fingers into my pussy. I was surprised to find I was absolutely gushing wet. After a while, his tiresome pace was beginning to get to me and I wanted him to quicken up a bit, relieve the urge quickly developing in there. I could feel every rooftree on his meaty cock, every throb, the boot of his big clump bouncing softly against my vulva. I moaned, and pushed backward.

"Ah, baby wants it now, huh ?"

I rotated my hips, silently urging him on, letting him know what I wanted.
He stopped moving, his handwriting resting on my hips."Wantta ask pappa to fuck your ass ?"
I knew he wouldn't continue until I told him, so I did."Please bang my ass."

"Hard ?"

"Yes, yes. Please just fuck me. Hard as you want."

He gripped my rosehip tighter and began pounding his midst shaft into my rack whoreson like he wanted to put down me. I helped him. I didn't fear. Destroy me, stamp out me, screw me to death you filthy old whoreson. Remembering that he'd left me hanging that last day in ballpark, my fingers were going the speed of light as I worked my kitty, shoving my hand completely inside, then viciously pinching my button. I felt him go, his lading bouncing off the walls of my colon, spurting inside my gut, warm and glowing as I also hit the wall, biting my pillow, screaming silently into it, slamming my hips back, rolling them against his punishing cock, unrestrained, out of my mind. At that moment, he owned me body and soul

I wanted to rest afterward, catch some Z's a while. But as soon as he finished unloading inside me, he roughly pushed me off his shaft and said,"Go clean up and leave. I need a beer."

When I came out of the bathroom, he was watching TV and sucking on a can of beer."I'm here about this fourth dimension every Thursday and Friday. You feel unloosen to scratch on my door if you get hard up."

As I walked to the threshold I heard him say,"I'm Al."I realized then that I'd already fucked him on three dissimilar occasions in every manner a man can use a woman, and I didn't even cognise his name. Was I as low as I could possibly go ? He didn't look up as I closed his door. My anus burned so badly I could hardly walk and my faint legs barely supported me as I made my way back down the dark stairway. I'd never felt so totally secondhand and abruptly discarded. Well, maybe one time - that day in the men's elbow room at the park.

That night alone in my room was not as bad as it had been. For one thing, Randy didn't use the ‘ junk'on a study night, so their sexual bouts weren't nearly as lengthy as the previous ones. Besides that, my afternoon with the old smuggled guy had, at least, taken the edge off my thwarting. Still, I longed to be in there with him, letting my Alfa masher receive his way with its mate. I could wait now, though. I'd found a way to make it until Randy came to his senses and welcomed me back to his bed. Then, Jenny could go to hell.
I heard my door subject, and Randy stood there in his shortstop. Shocked, I stared at him in skepticism."I have to act early tomorrow, and jenny has a intemperate prison term sleeping unless she's had all she wants. I want you to come in and get her off so I can sleep."

"Randy ! I can't do that ! I don't do women."

He turned to go."Fine. You said anything I wanted. Guess you didn't mean it."

fearfulness shot through me and I raised my hired hand to stop over him."Wait,"my representative sounded small."I'll do whatever you want. Just don't shut me out."

"Come on,"he said, heading back to his room. Defeated, I followed. jennet was spread out on the spread, her barefaced pussy glistening in the dim light of the bed lamp. He silently pointed toward her and I took a recondite hint, and crawled onto his king sized bed. Jenny wrapped her arm around me and tenderly pulled me to her chest like I was her lover. She smiled as she kissed my backtalk, her hand caressing and then pinching my tit. Strangely, I felt a stirring in my pubic region. Her manus slid down my belly, coming to rest on my pubic hammock. A fingerbreadth found its way inside and I flooded her hand. She smiled wider as she kissed my mammilla, slowly working her way to where her fingers were beginning to repel me dotty. I felt her hot breath on my puss lips first, and then her knife as she licked my clit, sucking me to a quick, mind-blowing sexual climax. She didn't stop there, continuing to pull in at my flaps with her teeth and lip until I was pushing my sticky crotch against her face once more, wrapping my fingerbreadth in her hair. I groaned loudly, seeing Randy smile.

jennet's oral fissure left me for an instant as she turned her body, her wet snap pausing directly over my face. It was bald, gapped partially spread and glistening wet. I caught a puff of air of her scent, deciding that it wasn't unpleasant at all. I knew what she wanted and lifted my cheek to tongue her, as she was doing to me. I was instantly rewarded by a outburst of fluid wetting my human face. What she was doing to my snatch was driving me crazy, so I wrapped my blazonry around her ass and pulled her closer, burying my look inside her wetness. We both came, shuddering, sobbing, blowing bubbles inside the early's kitty-cat, holding on desperately so that it would final stage. When it did end, neither of us seemed inclined to stop just yet. I felt the bed sag and opened my oculus to find Randy's cock and balls directly in front of my grimace. For just an instant, he buried it to the balls inside my throat. Then, as I licked its length, I watched him slowly bury that fat, fabulous thing all the way inside Jenny's snatch. His nuts lay softly, lovingly against my face. I alternated between nibbling them and eating jenny ass like I was starving, watching as he slid in and out of her, licking his cock as often as I could, hearing her gasps grow louder and faster as she neared her climax. They came together and as Randy pumped inside her, his thickset whiten cum ran from her cunt directly over my fount and into my oral cavity. I continued sucking at her muddy possibility until I lost my psyche in an explosive orgasm of my own.

Randy's dick now limp, he tiredly slid down in the bed to find his pillow, William Le Baron Jenny between us. Smiling, she pulled my facial expression against her chest and we all slept.

The next morning, they were already gone when I awoke. My face felt steamy and one eye was stuck partially shut. What a dark, I thought as I washed my face and got set for work.

Yes, there's more. If I get some confirming reaction and hoi polloi want to know more, I'll ask Cleo to post what happens next .