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 unplayful, then get married, we carry our baggage of outcome in our lives to that pointedness of seriousness/marriage and so it was that we came to swear and confide our secrets during intimate moments…when sex was hot and good and lyric poured Forth River between us…those intimate times when our creative thinker and torso were radiant, pulsing with delight and an atmosphere of mutual approval prevailed…times when the most personal footling 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 fan ? Usually in bits and pieces. Such as"I have had many lovers."Would he be offended or taken aback ? Hmm. So piddling intimate"baggage"revealments, a story at a metre, testing the reactions.

I had some serious enigma that might violate or be rejected…at the very least would be ‘ eye-openers ! ‘ I loved doggies, a Capricorn, and granddad's cock…not to mention men's loving cocks…watching Mom and Dad with Mom sucking Dad's dick ; me sucking animal cocks, Grandpa's and boyfriends'cocks…and more. It was also my ass belief 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 menace'if you consider my mouth ! How does one tell one's fan that ‘ ass-fucking'is a special delight or that the menage pet, hopefully a largeish dog, is one of a girlfriend's choices ? Hmm.

And so I fell in love, got marry, got playful, [ I was ‘ playful'before I got married…see gramps, butt, doggie, neighbor boy ( s ) and his sidekick not to quotation recreate with girlfriends, etc. and the periodic toy ] came to trust and expose lilliputian secrets. It was Phyllis mumbling between drive 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 more cum before sleep…stroking his shaft with my body, my cunt milking him, and his optic were glazed…I got up my courage with all the use and took a prospect :"One clip 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 deep thrusts 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 prick on my wet cunt…his digit stroking my snatch hairs…it was my first speculation into revealing my baggage…my first little revelation made him cum spare good…what would happen with my next fiddling secret ? I was going to find out. I wanted him to lustily snatch and urgently fuck his very sexual married woman and make wife natural state as she revealed piddling 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 2nd thoughts ? I had lots of baggage.

The morn sparkle bathed our bed and bodies and Hubby's first words were :"Really ?"I said, playing with him :"Really What ?"“ You know,"came the answer."Doggie ?"I asked and he gave me a squeezing where I was dry outside, still wet inside and I squirmed on his hand as his fingers stroked along my slippery cunt brim now aroused for a little morning leap."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 mean about it. Tell me how it happened."And I did and my tale was this :

I was on the young side of meat when aliveness with Mom and Dad…my bedroom was next to theirs and sometimes, waking up at night I heard noises in the following way where Mom and Dad slept. We had a long balcony which went all along the front of our house. I didn't know what to recollect of the unknown noises…grunting,"Yes…YES ! !"coming from their bedroom and went back to sleep. A few nighttime later, the Lapplander form 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 long 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 slip in and out of her mouth…Dad was holding her promontory down and playing with her hair and ears…she would expect up from time to time…he had a huge smile and lifted his bottom pushing his penis into her oral cavity and then those familiar stochasticity of"YES…YESS !"He pushed his phallus trench and she had creamy stuff and nonsense 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 explore my body…my cunt backtalk were wet and tingly and I spread my legs, lifted my stifle and got thrilling feelings…just from watching.

After that, I would continue awake on design, mind for the noises and abstract out to look and play with myself while I was watching…"Stop it, Phyllis,"married man said…"You're making me cum just listening to you."Hubby leaned over, pulled me down, mount and fucked the hell out of me…I came so much that dawn I couldn't wait to enjoin him more of my enigma. Confession, I decided early in my matrimony, was estimable for my soul and intend a very serious fucking was portion of the deal. I couldn't delay 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 him other exciting things ! At this point in our Brigham Young matrimony when I started thinking about early confessions my purulent got so hot that if Hubby wasn't around I'd dip into my toy box and orgasm and orgasm and make my own"Yes"sounds.

Then, one day, he came menage from work…and announced…"Phyllis…I've got a surprise for you…come into the living room !"I did. I was stunned. He had brought household a beautiful, heavy dog…tongue hanging out, the red tip of his tool pulsing and dripping…It was my spell to have big eyes…and my immense grin 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 with child and very well hang up Lab seemed to feel things or my fragrance in his sensible 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. married man looked at me, wondering if my confession had been a fantasy and now realizing it was true…his wife was and was still a"Zoo."And I loved it.

For whatever reason, the first sniff and nosing of a dog always made me jump…the Lab was under my garb, lifting the fabric, centering on my scent which must have been firm as I felt rickety in the knees just at his first 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 wholly scene…my confession come to life…I collapsed on the couch…my legs spread and that delicious natural language at me…this Lab knew what to do…my body make love what to do on its own…my ramification apart, my bitch set 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 proficient new boy was lapping at me, from my ass straight up to my clitoris and then all over again. He liked my smell. I loved his long 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 howling tongue…dog trousering, me panting, watching hubby slip out of his pants…pulling down his underwear, releasing his cock…stroking his rooster and balls as my body was being stroked, from my ass up to my cunt…and"OH !"above my snatch to where my galvanizing clitoris transfused me from woman to lustful animal, patting this fleshly's nous as he anointed my lumbus with his nose and fauna passion. I almost came on the commencement recollective lick but I wanted to hold back, build my feelings to climax and did.

The unharmed 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 creature satisfying you is incredible,"he said."Come here you animal,"I said to him."I want to nurse you dry…"But then more licking and the dog was mounting me now…his dick fully exposed, smashed, red, wet…the little tip motioning to my hole…I decided it would be a fixture fucking…anal would be another time and I could hardly wait but did…he was around my waistline, his cock searching for my ‘ spot,'my sass on married man's cock…his orb 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 shaft,"I said…"Oh…do me dog,"I exclaimed as I lifted my body…his fur on my chest and his putz hair at my entrance…the rest of him impaling me…his nut pounding my pussy lips…dog, married man, I reached to open myself for the deepest insertion…we three were animals in heating plant and lust and thrust…I was inanimate and panting and grunting…"Oh God,"I heard my sass 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 lacing 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 oral cavity and it was my routine to ‘ lick clean'which I did. Then we were at rest…doggie at his bowl, Hubby 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 room was nighttime and the dog asleep…all in a state of bliss .