Mother's Day Surprise

by Phyl, Penney with Roger

Boyfriend was gone for two weeks and step-children visiting their mom, including this special day : mother's Day. I was feeling lonely for him or for someone or for… ( filling in the blanks because you know what some of us girls need for mother's Day. ) A extra hug, a special flavor, and just thinking about what I was missing was arousing me. We had a bang-up sex living and I was missing him.

I went to my veranda and looked in the yard. Several hawks were soaring in the warmly air. It was a quiet afternoon and I had been thinking about ‘ thing'all day long. I was in my star sign dress…and nothing else, except a red hair ribbon. I loved the spirit of nakedness, openness, being ready for self-generated coupling sort of sexual"things."

I sat on the swing and began rocking, a lenify, slow back and forth : thinking of our Recent epoch vacation due south of the Border, what fun we had, and the fun in fussy that I had had up on that stage in the"membership only"forbidden café lounge, under the floodlights, with all those fucking span in the audience ( couples who were in some stagecoach of fucking ) watching me…which is as I say, fucking couples, which is what some of them were doing watching me having sex with the delicious animals. God did those beasts fuck me to some other place that evening ! They fucked me until I was CUMpletely finished.

My boyfriend and I had wanted sexual entertainment and we were despairing to see uninhibited, crazy, bodies—hot, late fucking…unrestrained, CUMplete, CUMING.. We had found this special cabaret and once inside had entered the mysterious way behind the dark curtain reserved for special guests. We watched the aphrodisiacal amusement. I was turned on by the show ( and boyfriend's finger-fucking during the fauna act ) and I was persuaded to go on stage and participate.. The woman attending me were a big help, boyfriend taking my script at first, leading me to the leg, approvingly disrobing me, helping me lie prone, completely naked on a low bench, legs splayed, cunt presented, whispering how pretty I was. The char could see my hesitancy but also the salacious hungriness in my eyes, my drip and pulsing cunt. While in the audience boyfriend had already fingered me to a Stanford White heat. The fair sex were reassuring and ushered to me their parade of brute. kickoff was that handsome shepherd dog who was well-trained that left me panting but wanting.

Then, seeing I was still ready for more, the woman presented the diminished domestic ass with the huge dangling cock, also well-trained to finish me off. There was an audible gasp from the audience when the donkey appeared. I breathed deeply when I saw the foresighted cock. I wondered where he had been teach how to bang a prone cleaning lady but I had no time to retrieve about things only to enjoy being filled and fucked. The women held me, smoothed my rachis, the cock inserted then pushing deep. I arched and flexed and the roll in the hay began. My cunt stretched in delight. A cramp of shaft massaging all of me. I was a creature possessed by lust. There must have been 10 other couples, my boyfriend still holding my hand, nearly of them in stages of cuming and climax, the audience in one massive accumulation of whispers and sighs at what they witnessed, while I was still aching for more thrusting and groaning, having violently cum on the domestic ass's midst cock and my torso writhing repeatedly as it fucked me to my profundity and in unmixed vista.

The domestic ass, the woman, the shaft and pussy, the unification, male and female person grunts and cries…we were copulating animal in a woods of lust. Finally I had laid there gasping for intimation in a state of exhaustion, yet, curiously, in my intellect, I wasn't sure where I had been but aching for more…to go to that place again…my dreamlike state.

But I was on the swing now, thinking of those things, my hand down the front of my dress, lifting it up. The air was warmly but it was cool on me at my waist only arousing me more and I ran my hands up my thigh to my wet cunt. I fingered and deform and was edifice, my idea on that ill-gotten delightful Equus asinus. I had reached down during the act to find his moving donkey dick pushing into my body. I shivered on the swing as the first waves splashed up my legs. Now both hands were on myself. I needed a cock and cocking and fucking but I was alone on this special day.

Just then the bell rang, breaking the spell. Damn ! Pushing down my dress, hands on my face to cool my emotions, I went to the door. It was the FedEx man with a package. I invited him inside while I opened it. My guy had not forgotten Mother's Day, even though his baby were my stepchildren, I celebrated, and I opened the package with the handsome, tall FedEx man watching."You have a dainty place,"he said."Thanks."and unwrapped the box he had brought."OMFG !"( Oh My ass God ) I exclaimed. It was a very personal gift : A bottle of wine, a sexy Queen Victoria arcanum nighty and…in figurehead of the delivery man…I removed a Dildo that was A-one sized in the shape of a donkey's cock…what are they thinking of these days ? …and the delivery man watching all this, too. I was blushing and hot again looking at it in the presence of this hunk.

lecture about embarrassed."This is my end delivery,"the FedEx man said. I had already gotten myself started on the swing and here was this well-favoured Male of the species next to me. His presence wasn't cooling me down any !"I have a fellow,"I said,"the package was from him."“ I would call back so,"he said pointing at the things in the box.

I already was in such a nation of overplus and arousal at this period I wasn't thinking. He boldly opened the wine, it was a screw top, how convenient, and we were soon sitting on the swing looking out at the sight in my backyard. The wine didn't add to my sensory faculty of decorum, nor did his arm around my shoulders, nor his toasting us to the day, not to mention his rim on mine or his hand up my dress. He paused when he touched my bare wet cunt and his finger easily entered, beginning to stroke its length and depth.

I took his wine-coloured field glass, putting it following to mine on the table. We were all over each former now, the vacillation in full careen. He lifted me down on the rug, was between my legs, his pants at his ankles. My eyes were closed, my body in anticipation…I felt under his shirt and then down his hips…his cock was hot, almost donkey size ( thank you God ) and was slopped and flexing and I was ready. I imagined that audience…me bedcover spread, consistence and cunt aflame…the onlookers whispering at the sight of my nakedness…my readiness…anticipation…

He started kissing me again, both our lingua at work. I felt shamefaced now, but only a little. I was shamed and stimulated and would sustain a new erotic story to enjoin when boyfriend returned. Those report meant hot sex ! It was too late for guilt trip anyway. My body had taken guardianship of things and I was lifting my cunt to sense his"Equus asinus"peter, teasing, provoking it against my cunt lips. I took hold of him and played it against me, stroking my button, I was losing my breath, he was kissing my ear, licking inside, breathing and whispering dirty words. I shivered and imagined myself impaled on degree again in that sea of fucking. I lifted again, poised and ready and his hips flexed, his men on my legs, pushing them wide and against my chest. I was so all-encompassing undefendable, vulnerable, the air cooling system and then he entered me, pausing inside…I squeezed on his cock, sleeve clutching him.

"Yes,"I grunted and breathed,"Do it ! …fuck me cryptical you animal… !"which he did, our wet pubic pilus pressing against each early as every part of him was in me now, this"animal"was fucking me hard, thrusting deep, my cunt, his cock in cycle, milking my loins… he was very bad, holding me, fucking me in earnest, whispering with every push tactile sensation in my pharynx, I heard our suck and fucking sound, like the shepherd dog and, yes ! Like the donkey…they were in my mind ; and this beast was in my torso NOW !"Unh ! ... UNH !"We were grunting sexing wight, our heating plant boiling over us..

He was holding my hands back, fucking, FUCKING, and I started to agitate as he pounded and pounded some more, our consistence joining, our flesh on soma. My spit was midst, I opened my legs as widely as I could and then I grabbed him at his waist, pulling him into my body…then, one of my favorites when my orgasm began… ( how did he acknowledge ? ) his finger slipped inside my ass and he and I came together and shivered and shook and made noises.

We relaxed on the swing, sipping the stopping point of the wine. I came back down, squeezing his soft dick."Thank you,"I said and then thinking back to the door gong. cerebration :'There was no pitch motortruck outside, only a nice car."Don't you have a delivery truck ?"I asked. He started chuckling then leaned in to buss me."Well ?"I asked."I didn't need one,"he said.

"Why not ?"I asked. He whispered :"Because I was share of your Mother's Day gift. I just wasn't the portion of it that was wrapped !"I hugged him, sentiment of my very naughty and thoughtful boyfriend. I would get even, if I could estimate a way ! ! In the meantime I was thankful he hadn't forgotten our limited day. Not forgotten it at all !"Maybe we can try out that donkey dildo later on,"he said. I hugged him and knew we would. Boyfriend wouldn't return for several days. One to a greater extent"thank you God !"

The finger in my ass as I was climaxing, the donkey-sized dildo, my sexuality and nakedness, and certainly my aching readiness, willingness…the"FedEx"guy had been fully briefed ! And I'd been fully fucked .