Pauline The Slut - Part 30: Dogs Life 
 I woke the next morning on the floor of the cellar with my hands tied to a hanging bar. Everyone else had gone. The Mexican girl, Rosa, brought me some food and water and left. It was a few hours before Beth and Ellie arrived. 
 

They pulled the rope attached to the bar holding my hands. I was brought to my feet. Beth stood in front of me while Ellie stood behind. They ran their hands up and down my body, scraping and pinching before Beth concentrated on my vagina and Ellie on my asshole. They were soon fingering both my holes with one hand while their other hand teased my nipples and clitoris. 
 

This continued for sometime before they both looked at each other and smiled. Together they both shoved their fists up my cunt and ass. I screamed in pain. They punched in and out laughing all the time before they started to swing me from side to side and back and forth using the fists inserted inside me. My screams were continuous as their pace quickened.  
 

They only stopped when one of the men who I didn't know arrived in. He wanted to piss on me so the women lowered me to the floor and left me for him. He had me open my mouth and pissed into it. I couldn't swallow all of it and soon I was choking and there was urine running down my body. 
 

Throughout the day people came into the cellar to use me, men, women, couples and groups. Later Rosa returned with some food. When I finished she hosed me down. That evening I could hear a party going on upstairs. Later in the night everyone arrived down to the cellar and my torture at the hands of the young Rosa started again. 
 

She wheeled a trolley to the centre of the room and told me to lie face down on it. When I did, she handcuffed my hands together and pulled them above my head locking them to the top of the trolley. She then chained each ankle to a corner of the trolley. 
 

She pressed a button on the side. The trolley started to hum before rows of pins started rise from the surface piercing every part of my body. I tried to avoid the pins by raising my body from the trolley. As I did so I heard a whistling sound before feeling a stinging pain across my buttocks. Then another across my back. I looked sideways to see Rosa with a whip in her hand. Another lash, then another forcing my body on to the pins. 
 

The next day, Rosa brought me back to my dog house. People were leaving. The next few days were spent in the dog house with Rosa feeding me and letting me out to go to the bathroom. On Thursday, my husband and Beth left with some suitcases. 
 

As Rosa was feeding me on Friday, my son Donal, arrived. He sat down in a garden seat. As Rosa was about to open the dog house to let me out he shouted at her to stop. He called her over and spoke with her. She went inside the house and returned with a collar, lead and riding crop.  

  She came over to me, put the collar and lead on me. She instructed me to get on all fours and to walk on all fours. She brought me out of the dog house and walked me to the edge of some trees. I looked at her. She hit me on the ass with the riding crop and told me to go to the toilet there.   
  

I started to stand up to object when she pulled on the lead choking me while at the same time beating me with the crop. "Get back on all fours bitch. You'll go to the toilet like the slut bitch you are. Now get on with it."  
  

I looked over at my son but he just smiled. I received a few more belts of the crop. I spread my legs and started to urinate. When I finished Rosa hit me on the ass again and said "Now bend down and smell your piss." I lowered my head to the spot where I had urinated and sniffed.   
 "Time for a walk." She took me for a walk around the garden. On all fours I struggled to keep up with her. I fell over several times. She would just pull on the lead, choking me until I got back on all fours.  
 

After taking me around the garden several times she brought me over to Donal. He took the riding crop off Rosa and threw it out on the grass "Go fetch.". 
 

I looked at him, tears in my eyes. I turned and went on all fours to retrieve the crop. When I returned with the crop he had stripped naked and Rosa was on her knees sucking his cock. He continued to throw the crop for me to fetch.   
 With me on all fours he got behind me and positioned his cock against my asshole. He pushed and started to fuck me. Rosa lay in front of me with her legs spread. I was about to start eating her cunt when she urinated. It squirted straight into my face. Donal forced my head down into her cunt as the piss continued. When she finished I cleaned her cunt as Donal came in my ass.  
  

I remained on all fours for the rest of the day. Donal would pat me on the head and have me do tricks for him just like a real dog. Later that day, Rosa arrived back to the house. She handed Donal a bag. He called me over and took off my collar. He then took a new collar out of the bag. It had 'Mom' written on it. He put it on me. He then faced fucked me shooting his cum straight into my stomach.  
 

I spent the next few days on all fours been treated like a dog. Then one morning he brought me into the house there were two suitcases by the door. He handed me a short skimpy blue dress to wear. I went to take off the collar but he told me to keep it on.  
 

We headed for the airport. At the airport everyone was looking at me. As we went through security, the metal detector sounded. It was my collar. I was so embarrassed as I handed the collar to the security guard. He smirked as he read it and then looked at Donal.   
  

On the plane, I sat in the middle seat while Donal sat by the window. A middle aged man sat on the outside. As the flight went by Donal turned towards me and started to fondle my breast, then parted my legs and fingered my cunt. The man beside us took a great interest. Then Donal told me to head for the toilets. He followed me into a toilet and had me suck his cock before he got me to spread my legs and fucked me.  
 

He went back to the seat. I cleaned myself and followed him back. When I sat down he was talking to the man. "I just fucked my mother in the toilet. We're now members of the mile high club." The man looked at me. "She's your mother." He then spotted my collar.  
 

"She's sex mad." Donal said "She's a pure slut. You can take her for a fuck if you want."   
 

"Really" 
 

"Go on. She'd love too." 
 

The man got up and headed for the toilet. Donal told me to follow him. I reluctantly headed for the toilet to be fucked a second time.  

Sorry no picture people, but the story is true: (I needed a place to vent, and I've been here before, so here it goes)

I recently got a job at a small family business that needed more employees. Myself and 1 other person (a guy) work here with the Father and his wife and the son and his new wife. Father is about 65 and son is about 30, wives are about the same age as their husbands,. I'm a female, 22 and been working here about 3 months now.

Since it's a family office, there's; always all sorts silly comments between husband and wife. Some funny, some sexual and others, down right mean at times. But in the end, it's all fun and games. And sometimes work. haha

On more than one occasion, the son, Mike joked with his wife that he was going to trade her in for me. "A younger model" as he would put it. She'd always say, "Go for it!" and that was the end of it. However this one time, she replied back with...."Go ahead, maybe SHE'LLl let you stick it in her ass!!" The office fell silent and it was very awkward, so I broke the silence with "Oh hell no, maybe Dave (Other non-family employee) will let him do that." Dave said, HELL no, and we all laughed. Later his wife came up to me apologized and it was out of line, etc. I said I was fine, just a joke, no harm done.

FFWd to this past Saturday evening. I've been at this place called Bar A with my friends since about 7PM, and it's just past midnight now, so I'm pretty drunk. I'm walking to the bathroom when I see Mike and one of his buddies at one of the other bars in this place. (It's a big indoor/outdoor club with about 8 different bars)

I walk up to him and slurr my way through saying hi how are you etc before I run to the bathroom. When I come back we talk for a bit and he asks me how I'm getting home. I tell him, I drove, but I'll probably just go back with one of my friends. Mike then offers to drive my car home and his buddy will follow in his, and it's all good. everyone is safe. I think it's a marvelous idea! I tell my friends what's gong on, and they immediately all say in almost perfect unison: 'HOPE YOU GET LAID" nice and loud for half the bar to hear! haha (Or at least it sounded that way.) But that was not my intention.

So, 1 more drink later with Mike and his buddy, he takes my keys, we get in my car, I get in the passengers seat, and suddenly I realize I am blowing him! I mean SERIOUSLY!....I do not recall anything that lead up to this. My mind clicked off after sitting down, and clicked on with his cock in my mouth! I didn't know what to do...Stop? Finish? I freaked out and started to choke and said, OMG what am I doing...and sat up. we were in my driveway. I asked where his friend went, Mike said he left! I said, what happened? He said, "You said thanks for driving, I said No problem, and next thing I knew you were going down on me!" I said, "Why didn't you stop me?" He said, "I tried but you told me to just let you, because you always wanted to"

I said, "I don't remember! I remember getting in the car, and just now, sucking on your dick!

He then says....Oh umm, speaking of that, can you finish, I'm really close!

I look at him, as if he is insane, and say, "are you fucking serious??" he laughs, and says, ok, well can I at least come in your place and call an Uber?

I say OK.

Shit there is more to this story, but I have to go.... I';ll finish later if people are interested!

I confess I got hate fucked by an employee.
My name is Alexia and I'm the general manager of a company.
All the staff under me (about 15 people) hate me (probably because I slept with a director to get the job).
This is the story of how one of them got their revenge, and how I loved it.

I had stood up for a date, and was having a drink at the bar and trying not to look too pathetic when I caught sight of one of my employees walking past the window. I carried on sipping my cocktail, before my tipsy mind caught the better of me. I opened up my work phone and found his number. I hesitated a second before deciding not to waste my night (and hopefully not waste my freshly shaved pussy).
'Hey, saw you in town, let me buy you a drink' I wrote on the text, and pressed send.
I'd pretty much given up on a response by the time I finished my drink and I contemplated a taxi and a night in with my battery operated friend. Then my phone buzzed.
'I didn't see you i'm in xx bar, find me and i'll let you buy a round'
I wondered quite how many friends he was out with, but my inner slut screamed 'the more the merrier' as i felt myself begin to moisten.
I made my way to xx bar and tipsily made my way to the toilet. I did a quick bump of coke and checked my makeup. Feeling confident (and increasingly wet) I made my way out to the club to find my employee.
I found him sitting on a couch, he was sat on a couch chatting with two of his friends. I pulled down my top to expose a little more cleavage and walked over.
'So what are you boys drinking?' I asked and made my best eyes at one of his friends.
The group of them laughed, and I knew they knew who I was, but I didn't care as long as one (or more than one) of them were in me by the end of the night.
'three beers' I heard my employee say
'only if you introduce me first' i said with a big flirtatious wink.
he laughed again 'boys this is my boss' he announced
With that I grabbed one of his friends' hands and dragged him to the bar with me. He looked at me dumbfounded and i pulled him close to me, so my tits were pressing into his chest. I could see him looking down my dress as I said
'I'll need help carrying all these drinks', he smiled the knowing smile of a man who knew a sure thing when he saw one and followed me to the bar.
When we got to the bar, I ordered the beers as instructed and a round of shots too and we carried them back to the table. We did the shots and sat around drinking the beers as my employee and his friends made barely hidden jokes at my expense. I would have loved to have been offended, but I confess motherless, the torrent of abuse just turned me on.
When one of his friends got up to go to the toilet, I decided I was going to try and get my first lay of the night. I got up seconds after him and followed him to the bathroom, expecting him to notice me walking behind him, but as I got closer i felt some grab my hand and drag me. I spun to see my employee dragging me towards a fire escape.
He barged through the door and i smiled a wicked smile, knowing what he was about to do. He pushed me against a wall and he his hand was immediately under my dress, rubbing at my clit over my dripping panties. He covered my mouth with his other hand as I moaned and my eyes were rolling into the back of my head as the door closed.
I couldn't have planned this better, this was exactly what I wanted and I had my first orgasm more from the situation than from his hand stimulating my cunt.
My hands were free and I thought about playing along and trying to fight him off for a second, but I knew I wouldn't be fooling either of us, so I pulled him closer and undid the zipper of his jeans. His cock was smallish but rock hard, so I pulled it out, and started to roughly wank him.
His hands left my slit and my mouth and he gripped my dress, he started to pull it down when I squeezed his cock and moaned
'rip it'
he gripped it (and he was a pretty athletic guy so this was hot as hell for me) and ripped the front of my dress open.
I knew then that I was a slut for the night and I had no way of hiding it, he pulled my bra down to expose my puffy big nipples to the cold night air and i moaned again, his fingers pinched and pulled at my nipples as I felt his pre-cum spread all over my hand.
feeling hungry I thought it was about time I took a knee. Normally I'm pretty self conscious about sucking cock, but something about coke makes me crave it like nothing else. i licked the salty tip and before I'd even got my mouth fully around he'd grabbed my hair and was pulling me onto it. He pulled me about halfway down before I first gagged, and he let me out for air. As he did I slipped a hand between my legs and pulled my thong down a little and slipped a finger inside myself. Then i braced and said hungrily
'next time, don't stop'
he yanked me back onto his cock and i managed to get it a little further before gagging, this time he knew what i wanted and started to buck into my mouth as i heaved. i curved my finger towards my g-spot and found myself in heaven as my mouth was being fucked like never before.
As I came for the second time i felt him grab my hair and pull me backwards, i was screaming loudly as he spat in my face i could see he was close to cumming when he pulled me back to standing and turned me around and bent me over. He threw my skirt up over my hips and looked at my ass for a minute.
then he pulled himself close to me and lined his cock against my slick opening.
finally he penetrated me.
'fuck me' i shouted at him over my shoulder and he obliged.
His cock felt twice it's size in my swollen sensitive snatch and he ploughed me good and hard. As my thrid orgasm approached I could feel him begin to twitch, I knew I wasn't on birth control, but my inner slut didn't care.
'cum in me, breed me' i moaned
Sadly he pulled out and kneeled me down in front of him as he stroked his cock in front of my face.
'whore, fucking whore' he said before unleashing his thick cum all over me.
I licked a little off my face before standing up.
I spied the way out of the alley and, to my horny amusment there was a small crowd applauding.
'I'm going home, give me a text when you're done here, bring your friends' i whispered to him, before pulling my dress over me as best i could and walking towards my adoring fans.

A few years ago, for my 16th birthday, my step-dad took me to a strip club with his friends. He went there a lot, so he knew they wouldn't card me as long as I didn't try to buy alcohol.

As soon as we got there, we took seats around the stage, and my step-dad and his friends ordered beers, and I ordered a Sprite. The dancer on the stage was pretty, and I'd been rock hard since the parking lot, but I couldn't take my eyes off another dancer who was standing by the bar. She looked barely older than me, and she didn't have big tits, but she had tiny little nipples and a skinny body, and was very pretty.

My step-dad noticed me gazing at her, and excused himself. He approached her, spoke with her for a minute, and then led her over to where we were sitting, where she introduced herself as Stacy, and told me my step dad had bought a dance for me.

I was nervous and excited, but 10 seconds into the dance I knew I was in trouble. My step-dad and his friends all watched as she straddled me and ground against my crotch, her soft tits in my face. I'd never even kissed a girl before.

I think she had danced for about 30 seconds when I began to try to push her off of my lap, to decrease the pressure a bit, but it was too late. The soft feeling of her abdomen in my hands, and the knowing smile she flashed me as I tried to push her off a bit was more than I could handle, and suddenly my whole body tensed as I began to ejaculate in my pants.

After about another 5 seconds, the dancer stood up and smiled at my step dad and his friends and said, "all done!" My step dad's friends erupted in laughter. My face burned red, as I excused myself and ran to the bathroom. Being a strip club, there were no stalls, and I was too shy to try to pull down my sticky boxers where anyone might see me. So reluctantly I returned to the stage with the sticky mess still in the front of my pants.

There I was forced to sit for another 45 minutes, sipping my Sprite, as my step dad and his friends each got a dance from Stacy, each of them touching and groping her much more aggressively than I had done. My cock grew hard again in my sticky pants, and I was immediately jealous of them touching the girl who had drawn my affections. But no one volunteered to buy me another dance, and I could hardly expect a dancer to dance on my sticky lap.

On the car ride home, my step dad told me he'd never been so embarassed by me in his life, and that I'd better learn some stamina if I ever want to please a girl. He never invited me out with them again.

I would like advise from a sister without stupid comments from males on how I can get my STEP sister to sleep with me.

We both have our own accommodations now but ever since when we lived in our parents house I always got the the impression she teased me and caught her eyeing out my bulge etc.

I did tease her back but now want to fulfil my dreams

I always catch her checking me out when i was in my swimming club and when we both come back from a long cycle she always has only a used g string or panties lying in her bathroom floor because I always take a shower in her house.

What can I do to subtle get her in the mood ?. What can I do to really get her wet or can I ask another sister about the the things she does so I can relate ?.

We are both grown adults and would appreciate proper answers

I have really screwed up my life.

I'm married to a gorgeous woman for 5 years and we both have very good jobs. "The perfect couple", or, so friends think. 

The problem....I have a gambling addiction......a very bad one. My wife knows about it and is giving out to me about it but she definitely doesn't know how deep I'm in.... hundreds of thousands, over 3 different loans from him. I've been beaten, broken bones and my life was threatened.

The last time was when I was out having a drink with my wife. They came up to me in the restroom, banged my head off the wall and sink. He gave me 1 last week to pay him. 

The following day I got a phone call from him saying that he might have a way that I could pay him back, he said, "well not you but maybe my wife could if you know what I mean". I know exactly what he meant and said, " he could forget about that because she won't be letting that happen". He suggested to me to get her drunk, and I replied that she'll have to be passed out before he'd get what he wanted. He finished the phone call telling me to meet him at his club tomorrow. That doesn't sound good for me.

I called to see him at the club and thinking the worst was about to happen, but I got a shock. He had one of his minders hand me a little bag. He said, " about our conversation last night, give her this in a drink on Saturday night and he'll be calling by at midnight for part payment. It takes about 1 hour to take full affect, have her ready. Now get out of my face."

Saturday arrives. I'm sick. I don't want to do it. I can't do this. But if I don't I'm in huge trouble, I'm a done. 

It's now 9:00, I'm really, really sick to my stomach. I tell her that I'm thinking of staying home tonight have a few drinks here instead of going out. I told her I was having a rum and coke, would she like one. She thought it was a good idea and said that she'd love one. I poured her a drink and we finished our first glass and I offered her a second. As I poured it, I just couldn't put the pill into her drink, I couldn't do it. During the second drink I noticed, it was the closest we've been for a long time. With this gambling problem, we drifted apart, we haven't been intimate in a couple of years. We did nothing but fight. But tonight she was getting close to me. She had her head on my shoulder and started to rub my thigh and even rubbing off my dick and I could see her rubbing her legs together and her body at times started to quiver. She was getting herself ready for me. It was now almost 11:00, and she asked me, could she have one more drink before bed. I went into the kitchen poured out her rum and I hesitated. This sick feeling in my stomach and a lightheaded dizziness came over me as I dropped the pill into her drink....what have I just done. The pill almost disintegrated before I had my drink poured. I brought it out to her, she took a drink from the glass and........ nothing........ nothing at all. She didn't notice. It took her about the 40 minutes to finish. Her words started to get slurred, she had trouble keeping her eyes open, the pill was taking affect. She even joked asking me what did I put into the drinks. She gets up off the couch and stumbled across the room making her way to the bathroom. It is now almost midnight I went in to the bedroom only to see my wife, sitting on the toilet unconscious. She has only her bra on and her panties are around her ankles. I lifted her to the bedroom placing her on the bed, all the time she was as limp and didn't come around. I just waited.

12:30 passed. 1:00 passes. I start to feel better thinking he was too busy or just forget when.....bang, bang, bang on the door. My heart sunk.

I answered the door and in he bursts along with his 2 minders and barks, " where is she."  I lead them to the bedroom where he lifts her eye lids and then slaps her face quite hard. He said something in Russian and the 3 of them start laughing. He checks her eyes again and after that he starts to squeeze my wife's boobs. He slaps them around for a bit and then starts to feel her pussy through her panties. He then pulls my wife's panties to one side and shoves his fingers into her pussy, fingers her for a bit and pulls them out and shows it to his minders saying something to them in his language and they start laughing again, and they start to squeeze her boobs. He takes out his phone and said to me to take off her knickers and bra and as I start, he records me. When I had them taken off I got up and started to walk to the door when he called me back. He said that it was my fault that this was happening and I have to watch.  One of his minders said something to him. Again they start laughing but I'm then told not only do I have to stay but I have to record them with my wife. They took turns with her mouth and pussy. Slapping and squeezing her boobs. I could see them turning a reddish/ purple color. Her nipples were being twisted and pulled. Her face was getting a beating from the whip of a big dick, getting her mouth forced open, getting a dick pushed back her throat. Her pussy was getting rammed by their there dicks which also got her tits bouncing everywhere. This lasted for almost a hour before the first of them shot a load of cum over her face and hair. Not long after the second minder emptied his dick all over her boobs, leaving the boss ramming his dick in her pussy, finally giving one last trust and shooting his load deep into my unconscious wife. He orders me to get a closeup of his cum dripping out from her pussy lips.

They put their clothes back on and head out twords the front door when he hands me one of the slips with the smallest amount from my gambling debt and with it gives me a bag saying they'll be back next week to get his money's worth from us. 

In the morning when my wife woke she was saying that we must have had a great time. She said, " you left your cum all over me. I'm still dripping from you", as she looks down between her legs, showing me the cum running down the inside of her leg. She also said that her breasts are really tinder.

Next Saturday came, I did the same thing to my poor wife. I used her. This time I was told to sit in my car and wait until I was called, which I did. The 2 minders went back to their car opened the door and lead some man into my house. Someone else was about to have fun with my comatose wife. I waited and waited. Eventually, almost 2 hours later, the strainer leaves my house and I get called in. The boss gives me the second slip with my owed money telling me that the biggest amount is still outstanding. He told me to keep Saturday 3 weeks from now free that myself and my wife are invited to his club, VIP guests. I told him that I don't know about that. But he said that it wasn't an offer, it's a request.

What happened that night is something I'll never forgive myself for. Me and my stupid gambling.

I'll write what happened that night, if there is any interest.

So confession.

me jogging through a peaceful neighbourhood. Come across this sign. "Need a babysitter? My name is J*****, I am a bla bla [insert list of credential].

and then there was her cell number written on a tear off strip at the bottom.

I took one,

later that day. I went to two of the dirtiest bars in my area one club and one of the dingiest strip clubs I know, and wrote on the bathroom stalls: "For a good time call J***** at 778-###-####.

My only regret is that I won�t be able to see how this will turn out.

I think i'll start off by describing myself, i'm a young guy, about 5'8'', short brown hair and brown eyes. i'm in good shape, i like to keep fit and am in the gym a good bit during the week. about a month ago now, i met a guy there named Ryan.
Ryan's a few years older than me, in his mid 20s, about a half a head taller and in very good shape. the first time i met him, i was mid-workout and he came over and asked if i needed a spotter. i said sure and we got to talking, i commented on how i liked his beard, we joked around, and finished our workouts together. i thought he was just a cool guy and that he wanted to make a new friend. it never occurred to me that he was gay, i'm straight so i wasn't on the look out for any signs that he would be attracted to me.

at the time i didn't know he was gay so when he asked me if i wanted to go to a club with him about a week after meeting him i said sure. we got a cab in that night and on the way he leaned over and asked if i'd ever tried this before, while holding out a little blue pill in his hand. as a matter of fact i had tried extacy before so when he offered me one i happily received. about 10 minutes later we were in a dark club with dance music pounding from the speakers. it was the kinda music people would associate with gay guys partying but i liked dancing to that music so i still hadn't put 2 and 2 together. it didn't take long for the extacy to kick in and boy did it hit hard. i felt amazing, i could feel the beats of the music in my skin, i couldn't stop dancing if i tried and i was talking to anyone near me. now for anyone who hasn't taken extacy before, you have to realize that it makes you want to dance, a lot, which means you sweat and have to make sure to drink a lot of water or else you'll get an unbelievable hangover the next morning. it wasn't my first time, so i knew i had to keep drinking, but that also made me need to piss pretty bad.

i didnt know where the bathroom was so i asked Ryan and he'd brought me over. he said he had to go too but when we walked in all the urinals and stalls were taken up except for one. Ryan looked at me and said "lets just go together, we're both guys so it's not a big deal right?". that made sense to me, like i piss beside guys in urinals so what does it make a difference in a stall?

i was bursting so i just agreed and rushed in. as i unzipped my pants, Ryan came in behind me and closed the door. i thought that was kinda weird so i turned around. as i did he grabbed my cock and started kissing me. i was in complete shock, i was just stuck there for a split second thinking "what should i do?!". he kept pulling my cock, and i don't know if it was the pill but it felt amazing. i started to get hard and he dropped to his knees and took it in his mouth. he took my whole cock in his mouth and i didn't even care that he was a guy at this point, i was just entirely focused on the feeling of his warm, wet tongue sliding up and down my shaft. he got it nice and wet before he started stroking it and sucking my balls, moaning while he did it. it didn't take him long doing that to make me wanna cum, so i grabbed the back of his head, and shoved my cock as far down his throat as possible. the feeling of my balls contracting as i pumped my cum down the back of his throat almost made me pass out. i collapsed back on the toilet seat as he stood up wiping his lips and said "see you outside" before leaving the stall. i pulled my pants back up and went out to dance more, because i was still high as fuck.

however, i did make sure to return the favor as a thank him on the cab drive home ;)

I knew this would be a good weekend.
Hubby was working. And he was working nights. It doesnt happen often, and when he does work nights, its generally during the week. But this time he would be gone Saturday night from 7pm to 7 am.

This was perfect. As some of you who follow me on motherless or elsewhere know, I have picked up a new lover. I call him My Cowboy. He does the full thing. Boots, hat, tight jeans. Fuck hes hot. So I have started fucking him. Hes good. Real good. Nice thick cock, trims his balls, keeps himself clean. Almost perfect. So far we have only had a limited time to mess around. A few stolen hours here and there. But saturday would make this different. We could have hours together.

And his roommate was nice. Id fucked them both previously, and this would be a good time. And to be honest, it was. They fucked my brains out. But this story isnt about fucking them. As much fun as it was, it is probably pretty tame for you guys, and I wouldnt want to bore you.

This is about what happened on the way home.

It's 3am. I have spent the last 4 hours at My Cowboys apartment getting periodically fucked by my Cowboy and his roommate. My jaw hurts. My pussy is sore. I can still taste cum, and I can feel it inside me. Its chilly, and Im not dressed for it. I have my yoga pants on, no panties. I have a long sleeved shirt on, and a vest. Im a little drunk, and I need to stop on the way home for gas.

I was standing outside while the pump finished arms wrapped around me for warmth when he pulled up to the front of the store. Blue Tesla. I dont know the model, but it was clean. I was admiring it, and the door opens and this amazing man gets out. He's clearly coming from the club. Weed smoke rolls out. The music is thumping, and he is dressed to go out. Maroon fleece jacket, white shirt that looked like it was painted on, and black jeans. He had a beard and his hair tips was bleached. Beautiful and black. He walks into the store. Blindly, I left the pump and walked towards the store. He was in the back getting an energy drink. I quickly moved up next to him and began to look, half at him, and half at the drinks. He looked over at me.

I froze.

"What's up, ma?" he asked.

"N-nothing."

He smiled. "You had a good night?"

"Yeah. You?"

He replied in some detail about where he had gone and the money he had spent. To be honest, I wasnt listening. It was looking. The swagger and the way he moved. I was mesmerized.

He opened his drink and took a long drink. He pointed at my hand. "Married?"

"Kinda." I said and regretted it. "Yeah, I am." I corrected. "He's working." I added.

He smiled as he took another drink. "I got you. You headed home to him?"

It was my turn to smile. "Unless I find something to do, yeah."

He nodded. "Come see." he said. And he turned and walked along the coolers towards the drink machine. I followed. He turned into the hall where the bathrooms were. My stomach immediately began to flutter. This was my addiction. That feeling of excitement that flowed out from my chest. Knowing what was likely ahead. A new experience. A new fuck. A new first time. He set the drink on the counter next to the fountain machine. I briefly thought about what the clerk was thinking, and I felt my face flush. I dare not look towards the counter.

I rounded the corner and he had the door open. He was smiling. I walked in and he closed the door behind us. It was clean I guess, for a bathroom. I turned towards him. He took his jacket off and tossed it on the sink. Without a word, I dropped to my knees. He walked up, and I reached up and began to undo his belt and pants.
"I knew you was down as soon as I peeped you out." he said.

I pulled his cock out, massive and brown. Shaven clean, I could see a bit of white where he had put powder near his legs. He was thick. I bit my lip and rubbed his cock. "You like that?"

"Yes." I managed to get out. I opened my mouth and took the head in. It was salty and tasted a little rough. He had been out all night so I wasn't shocked. Slowly, I began to work him. He put his hands on my head. I became aware of the wetness on my knees. The idea that I might be kneeling in piss only turned me on. I continued to work on his cock. Letting my spit build up and flow over his cock.
"Damn, ma." He said, moaning as he did so. Encouraged I pulled him out and went to work on his balls. He was hard now, and there was no way I could deep throat him unless he forced it.

I pulled away. "Do you want to fuck?" I asked.

"Fuck yes."

I stood and pulled my yoga pants down. I bent over the sink and buried my head in his jacket, I inhaled his sent. His cologne and natural smell. Weed and alcohol. I felt his cock. I reached back and moved the head to my asshole.

"Oh yeah?" he asked.

"Yeah."

He began to push in and I began to push out. With a lunge, he was in. The searing pain brought wetness to my pussy. I kept thinking about what a whore I was, getting fucked in a gas station bathroom. Ass fucked. He penetrated deep into me. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, or fuck." I said over and over again into his jacket. I thought for sure the clerk could hear. He continued to sodomize me. He wasn't quite able to get balls deep. He would get close but the pain was unbearable. I stuck my hand out to push back, showing him where my limit was. Witch a quick swipe he slapped my hand away. The sudden violence caused me to look up out of the jacket and into the mirror. He was staring at me with a burning anger. On his next stroke he pushed as far in as he could. His violation of my will only turned me on more. The stabbing pain in my ass was overridden by my desire to be taken, to have my will removed, and replaced by his angry lust. In hindsight, it was suiting that this was happening in a bathroom, my first rape was also in one, albeit in a house.

"N-no..please." I felt my mouth whisper, even though my pussy was screaming for more. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled back.

"This what you wanted, right ma?" he said before pushing my head back into the sink. He was balls deep. I could feel his massive weapon buried deep inside me. The pressure and pain it was bringing me. Suddenly, he tensed. He was cumming in me. I felt the heat in me and could feel the pulsing of his cock as it jetted into me. He pulled out of me. My cunt was still aching for release. Slowly I stood. the liquid I felt coming out my ass squished as I stood. Blood or cum. Both? I didnt know.

He grabbed his jacket and turned on the sink. He moved his deflating cock into it. Without thinking, I reached out, and felt the water, splashing it on his dick. I began to wash it. My father used to make me do it, and it was as if I had reverted to that state. I washed my filth and blood and cum off his cock. All the while wanting to take him again. I wanted him in me again.

Wordlessly, he dressed.

I did the same. In a trance I followed him as he left. I saw the clerk. He was watching me. He was younger Hispanic guy. If I had cum, I would have felt shame, but without my orgasm, the emotions were melted in the furnace of my burning need to cum and turned into more hunger. I was disgusting, and I liked it.

We stepped out into the cold night. He moved to his Tesla.

"Hey." I said

He turned. "Sup?"

"Do you live around here?"

"Ya. Why tho?"

I moved to him. "You have no idea what kind of freaky shit I will do if you take me to your place right now."

"Oh yeah?" He said. "Get in."

As we pulled out of the parking lot, I saw my car at the pump, and remembered my phone and purse were still in them. I didn't care. I needed to be destroyed fully by this man, consumed by his lust. I wouldnt be disappointed.

This confession will be long winded I apologize but I need to rant and also I don't know what to do. I confess that I in the worst way want to bang my female roommate and I'm slightly jealous of her boyfriend (also my roommate). I don't feel so bad about wanting to and even trying to bang her because he tends to treat her like garbage and she's a flirtatious attention whore . IE, one night he yelled at her for wearing shorts because apparently his roommate (me) doesn't need to see her legs. When she told him to deal with it she did nothing wrong, he let out a long growl then folded his arms and began steaming. On the other hand she will go to the club without her bf (she's done this stuff to me while he's at work) wearing next to nothing while kissing on guys necks and cheeks, grind on them, and even let them fondle her mostly (except a few parts). She leads them on (sometimes me) into believing they are going to get laid and when prompted (even I have tried) about it she just says oh , no I can't I have a bf (leaving you confused and frustrated). One day she let me kiss all over her neck and even grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into it, another she let me motorboat her for a long time while laughing like a school girl, the one that got me was when she plopped on my lap and I got a boner and she started gently grinding her crotch on it (like almost unnoticeably dry humping ) next thing I know I feel her whole body shudder and she hops up and looks around all shifty eyed while saying she has stuff to go finish. Another thing that leads me to want to bang her so badly is I believe she is sleeping around on her bf (if she is, naturally I want in on it) but I can't get any real concrete evidence other than a series of humungous red flags. First red flag she told me she never takes or sends nudes, I caught her in the middle of taking nudes (which I secretly found and more on her phone) once and then another day I saw a snapchat message she sent to her ex bf of her in one piece lace lingerie. She tried to justify that she just takes nudes and doesn't send them anywhere (what?) and that the lingerie pic she was technically clothed so it wasn't bad (again what?). The real red flag is that she will dress real sexy to go the club or just to hang out with her "best" guy friends. She just went and stayed the night at her "best" guy friends house for a day during the weekend and she wore skin tight fake leather pants and fancy black lace panties (non-thong type). How I know, I saw her dressed sexy when she left for his house and then when she came back she threw all her stuff in a chair in the living room and upon my (secretive) investigation I found her lace panties still inside her pants. What would she need sexy pants and lace panties for if she's not cheating? I've seen her around the apartment, she doesn't normally wear sexy pants or lace panties (even for her bf, unless its like an anniversary or something). Also the one really big flag was that she took me on a "friends date" to go see her ex bf at pro wrestling school (he had a match) and she ditched me for like 20 minutes because "he found her and took her to the back room to chat" but when she came back her lipstick she had put on to "look good" was rubbed off (as in clean off and none anywhere). She tried to justify her missing lipstick by telling me she "went to the bathroom and accidently rubbed it off." (again what?) Because of all this I really want to bang her so badly and getting evidence of her cheating would turn me on and possibly be a god send, but I'm having a little trouble seducing her. I want to seduce her so hard but can't figure it out.

I was stationed in Kansas around 1981. I met a secretary when I was going through my entry phase of the base named Becky. She was blonde, big tits and very flirty. I couldn’t take my eyes off her tits and she knew it. She smiled and told me maybe we could meet some night at the NCO club on base. I returned the smile and agreed.

When I got into my dorm room, I found out Becky was a total whore. She was on the verge of being a nympho and fucked every guy she could. She tended to like BBC but would screw any guy who paid attention to her.

A year past and I would see Becky now and then and she would say hi. Then one evening I went to the NCO club and sitting alone was Becky. She looked drunk and depressed so I sat and of course bought her a lot of drinks.

After a couple of hours Becky said she had to go back to the dorm. She said she needed sleep for work and I figured I had struck out. As she left she gave me her dorm and room number and told me to drop by later. So I thought maybe I hadn’t struck out.

I waited an hour and went to her dorm room and knocked. She answered in a T-shirt and panties and seemed like she was more dunk then when I left her. I decided to just make a play and slipped up behind her and grabbed her tits.

I had dreamed of touching these huge boobs and they felt as soft and mushy as I had imagined. She giggled and pushed me away then fell on the bed. The next three hours she teased me and would let me touch her but not get in her panties.

I was getting pissed and was about to leave when she finally swung her legs up and slipped her panties off. I stripped quickly and was on her in a second. I licked every inch of her body and made her cum eating her wet pussy.

Just when I was going to seal the deal with a fuck she stopped me and reaching to her end table grabbed a box of rubbers and handed me one. I don’t mind using condoms but don’t hand me one just as I am about to fuck you.

I took the condom and put it on and fucked her as hard as I could. After a while I grabbed her hips and pulled her doggy style. I don’t know why, maybe just the anger still in me, but I pinched the reservoir tip of the condom and ripped it.

To my surprise, the condom ripped and rolled into a cock ring at the base of my dick. I grinned and shoved my dick in her balls deep. Now having full feeling of her hot cunt I couldn’t last. It took only a few minutes when I shot a thick load deep in her cunt.

She fell face first into her bed moaning about how good I was and I excused myself to her bathroom to remove the rubber. I took the now rubber band condom off, dropped it in the toilet, and walked out. She was half asleep and I dressed and left.

About a month passed when I found out Becky was pregnant. Being in the 80s, there was no DNA tests and Becky was running around trying to claim someone as the dad. She came to me, looked and remembered I had used a condom and dismissed me.

I didn’t see much of Becky after that and I was reassigned to another base. So Becky if your still out there and read this, I’m the dad and don’t be such a tease.