The"Baggage Car"
By Phyllisroger

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

When we boys and girls day of the month, get serious, then get tie, we carry our baggage of events in our lives to that point of seriousness/marriage and so it was that we came to rely and intrust our secrets during intimate moments…when sex was hot and ripe and tidings poured forth between us…those intimate prison term when our minds and consistence were radiant, pulsing with pleasures and an atmosphere of common approval prevailed…times when the most personal fiddling secrets and confessions seem to teem forth…testing the mutual trust.

But how to do it. When to do it…when are mystery revealed and exchanged between two lovers ? Usually in piece and pieces. Such as"I have had many lovers."Would he be offended or taken aback ? Hmm. So little intimate"luggage"revealments, a storey at a prison term, testing the reactions.

I had some serious closed book that might offend or be rejected…at the very least would be ‘ eye-openers ! ‘ I loved bow-wow, a goat, and granddad's cock…not to refer men's loving cocks…watching Mom and Dad with Mom sucking Dad's cock ; me sucking animal cocks, gramps's and boyfriends'cocks…and more. It was also my ass flavour that I came to love…not my ass, really, but a cock in my ass, fucking my ass until I came. I was a'duple threat'or even a'triple menace'if you consider my mouth ! How does one state one's lover that ‘ ass-fucking'is a special pleasure or that the household pet, hopefully a largeish dog, is one of a girl's choices ? Hmm.

And so I fell in love, got get hitched with, got playful, [ I was ‘ playful'before I got married…see grandfather, goat, doggy, neighbor boy ( s ) and his pals not to reference make for with lady friend, etc. and the episodic toy ] came to commit and let out little arcanum. It was Phyllis mumbling between stab and grunt :"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 turncock, trying for one more cum before sleep…stroking his hammer with my organic structure, my pussy milking him, and his eyes were glazed…I got up my courage with all the practice and took a luck :"One time I let a dog shag me."His eyes got big. I smiled."Really, Phyllis ?"I just smiled and milked and he closed his centre and enjoyed…and then he came hard with thick thrusts responding to mine. I think the idea of a dog fucking me had made him cum hard as he lifted to my Bible, grabbed my hindquarters cheeks and pulled me down on him with an importunity. Then we slept and held, his wet cock on my wet cunt…his digit stroking my pussy hairs…it was my world-class venture into revealing my baggage…my first little revelation made him cum extra good…what would happen with my next little secret ? I was going to feel out. I wanted him to lustily snap and urgently fuck his very intimate wife and make wife natural state as she revealed lilliputian secrets that aroused him to new heights…but as we slept and I dozed in and out of rest, I wondered of the aftermath of my revelation…would there be endorse thoughts ? I had lots of baggage.

The cockcrow light bathed our bed and organic structure and Hubby's showtime words were :"Really ?"I said, playing with him :"Really What ?"“ You know,"came the answer."bow-wow ?"I asked and he gave me a wring where I was dry outside, still wet inside and I squirmed on his hand as his digit stroked along my slippery cunt lip now aroused for a slight morning jump."Did you ?"he asked again and I squeezed on his digit, kissing his neck opening."Are you mad ?"“ It's hot,"he said,"it turns me on to call up about it. order me how it happened."And I did and my storey was this :

I was on the Danton True Young English when living with Mom and Dad…my bedchamber was succeeding to theirs and sometimes, waking up at night I heard stochasticity in the next way where Mom and Dad slept. We had a long balcony which went all along the front of our sign of the zodiac. I didn't know what to intend of the unknown noises…grunting,"Yes…YES ! !"coming from their sleeping room and went back to sleep. A few nights later, the same kind of noises except louder…I decided to take aim a peak…I know it was blue 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 boldness down, kissing his penis, letting it slip in and out of her mouth…Dad was holding her head down and playing with her whisker and ears…she would count up from time to time…he had a immense grin and lifted his bottom pushing his penis into her mouth and then those familiar stochasticity of"YES…YESS !"He pushed his phallus deep and she had creamy poppycock running out of her back talk 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 intuitive feeling in my groin…crept back into my room and search my body…my cunt mouth were wet and tingly and I spread my legs, lifted my knees and got thrilling feelings…just from watching.

After that, I would stay awake on purpose, take heed for the noises and nobble out to count and play with myself while I was watching…"arrest it, Phyllis,"Hubby said…"You're making me cum just listening to you."husband leaned over, pulled me down, wax and fucked the hell out of me…I came so a lot that morning I couldn't wait to tell him more of my mystery. Confession, I decided early in my marriage, was adept for my soul and imply a very serious fucking was constituent of the deal. I couldn't wait to secernate him more. He was kissing me wildly on my mouth and my ears and panting as he fucked me again and again…."The mogul of the Confession !"I wasn't afraid to tell him former exciting things ! At this point in our young married couple when I started thinking about former confessions my pussy got so hot that if Hubby wasn't around I'd dip into my toy box and climax and sexual climax and make my own"Yes"sounds.

Then, one day, he came home 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 household a beautiful, large dog…tongue hanging out, the red tip of his shaft pulsing and dripping…It was my round to have big eyes…and my huge smile and wet bitch seemed to be a simultaneous coordinated response. I was instantly hot and hubby looked at me as I began to beam and was in heat…the dog, a expectant and very well hung Lab seemed to sense things or my odor in his tender nose or whatever it was…he sort 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 fantasy and now realizing it was true…his wife was and was still a"Zoo."And I loved it.

For whatever reason, the initiatory sniff and nosing of a dog always made me jump…the Lab was under my frock, lifting the framework, centering on my scent which must have been strong as I felt weak in the genu just at his initiatory nosing…God it was great…a big brand new animal and Hubby observance, questioning and then knowing…this was real…I could see the gibbousness in his pants…it was too very much for me…the unanimous scene…my confession come to life…I collapsed on the couch…my legs spread and that delicious tongue at me…this Lab knew what to do…my body knew what to do on its own…my ramification apart, my cunt cook 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 thoroughly new boy was lapping at me, from my ass straight up to my clit and then all over again. He liked my flavour. I loved his long lingua. We were a mate !

I looked at Hubby…he had this big smile…I was smiling too…and lifting to every stroke of this doggie's grand tongue…dog heaving, me panting, watching Hubby slip out of his pants…pulling down his underwear, releasing his cock…stroking his cock and balls as my body was being stroked, from my ass up to my cunt…and"OH !"above my cunt to where my electric clit transfused me from woman to lustful animal, patting this animal's straits as he anointed my loins with his olfactory organ and animal passion. I almost came on the first long lick but I wanted to contain back, progress my opinion to culminate and did.

The hale 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 genuine, isn't it Phyllis ?"I nodded."Seeing this animate being satisfying you is incredible,"he said."Come here you animal,"I said to him."I want to suck 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 sentence and I could hardly look but did…he was around my waistline, his cock searching for my ‘ spot,'my back talk on Hubby's cock…his formal tight…I almost bit him as the dog found me and was urgent and thrusting and I released my oral fissure's hold…Hubby now petting me…my oral sex 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 eternal sleep of him impaling me…his globe pounding my pussy lips…dog, Hubby, I reached to open myself for the cryptical insertion…we three were animals in heat and luxuria and thrust…I was breathless and panting and grunting…"Oh God,"I heard my lips say between breaths…then my wholly body 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 Hubby'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 turn to ‘ lick clean and jerk'which I did. Then we were at rest…doggie at his bowl, Hubby petting me down, 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 dark and the dog asleep…all in a United States Department of State of cloud nine .