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Tony Carter – Day Sixty-Three

I led Mrs. Aziz and Mrs. Tawfiq up to the imam’s house. I had his wife on my left arm, and another faithful Muslim wife on the other. I was so glad that Mrs. Aziz had responded to my Facebook post when I was looking for a random housewife to fuck before her family.

And to have a delicious, home-cooked meal from her.

Mrs. Aziz had led me to her Mosque for Friday prayers today, and that had introduced me to the imam’s wife. I had fucked my preacher’s wife, so fucking an imam’s was just as exciting. Now I was here to spend the night with the two women in the imam’s bed.

I reached the front door and boldly entered it. The house had a spicy aroma to it. The imam was sitting on a couch watching TV. He had a thick beard, black with graying streaks in it. He turned it off and rose to his feet.

“Hey,” I said, “I’m just going to use these two women on your bed. Just don’t interrupt us. If you have a spare bedroom, it’s yours, or you’ll have to sleep on the couch.”

“Of course,” he said, staring at us. “I have my own bedroom.”

“Good, good,” I said as his wife led me through the house to a curtain of beads that cut off a hallway. We passed through it into a bedroom. “Your room, Mrs. Tawfiq?”

“Mmm, this is the harem,” she said. “The part forbidden to men. It is a place where women can remove their hijabs and socialize together. Of course, you Westerners don’t build proper houses to have a better place set aside, but that’s okay.”

“So men don’t normally come in here?” I asked, smiling.

“My husband can if no other women are here.” She licked her lips. “Bringing another man in here is a sin. It is haram. Forbidden. Wrong.”

“Right, right,” I said as she stood there in just her hijab. I had taken both women out naked save for overcoats. They both had dusky skin and large breasts. Their pussies were shaved. That was the most interesting thing about them.

Mrs. Aziz and Mrs. Tawfiq both took off their hijabs. Their black hair spilled out. I loved the sight of their tresses spilling around their faces. They both smiled as they stood side by side. Their pussies dripped with juices. They stared down at my cock.

I was just as naked as them. I was used to it by now. It was strange in the beginning, but I was me. I could do what I wanted. I was special. I used that specialness to do what I wanted. It was… liberating to be so free.

The two women both licked their lips. I nodded to them.

They sank to the floor and gripped my pale cock in their hands. I was so eager to cuckold both their husbands. Especially the imam. I had already changed their lives. Mrs. Aziz would only be having sex with their son. Mrs. Tawfiq… I wasn’t sure yet how I would change her life after tonight.

For now…

They both kissed the crown of my cock. I groaned as they stroked their tongues over the tip of my dick. Pleasure washed over me. I groaned in delight as their tongues brushed each other. They kissed, their lips rubbing against the spongy glans.

I loved watching them make out for a moment. Mrs. Aziz and Mrs. Tawfiq were two gorgeous, Arab MILFs. Their tits rubbed together. They broke their kiss and licked the crown of my cock again. My precum spilled out.

“Damn, that’s good,” I groaned.

Mrs. Tawfiq swallowed my dick.

The imam’s wife sank her lips down my rod. She suckled on me with passion. I groaned as she did that. Mrs. Aziz’s dark eyes sparkled as the imam’s wife nursed on me. She drove me wild. I trembled as that hot tongue danced around my cock.

“Shit,” I groaned. “That’s fucking good.”

“You love to use us,” Mrs. Aziz said.

“I do,” I said, smiling at her as Mrs. Tawfiq’s tongue danced around my cock. “Fuck, yes.”
Mrs. Tawfiq popped her mouth off my cock and moaned, “Yes, yes, I love being used by you, Tony!”

Mrs. Aziz engulfed my cock. She suckled on my dick with that hot mouth of hers. She groaned, her eyes sparkling with delight. Going to the mosque with her had been incredible. I was so thrilled that my powers worked everywhere.

That I was this god who could use any woman.

I itched at the back of my neck as Mrs. Aziz suckled on my dick. She moaned around me, nursing hard on me. It was such an incredible delight. My cock throbbed in her mouth as she suckled so hard on me. She wanted my cum. They both did.

Mrs. Aziz traded me back to Mrs. Tawfiq. The imam’s wife loved my rod with their lips and tongue. Her suction was incredible. I groaned as I enjoyed every second of it. Mrs. Aziz smiled up at me, her boobs jiggling.

“Mmm, you’re going to spray us with your jizz,” moaned Mrs. Aziz. “That’s how you’re going to use us, right, Tony?”

Mrs. Tawfiq popped her mouth on my cock and moaned, “Yes, yes, I love it when you use us that way! A facial! Spray us with your cum!”

“I will,” I growled as Mrs. Aziz suckled on my dick. “Shit!”

I loved their eagerness to be used in depraved ways. That was my power. It was such a beautiful thing. My dick twitched in her mouth. She suckled on me with such passion. She worked that to mouth up and down my rod.

Her eyes smoldered as she suckled on me. Her husband was in the house as she loved me in the harem. I smiled as I was in the forbidden part of the house. The part where women were separated from men. Just like I was in that part of the mosque this morning during prayers.

Mrs. Tawfiq traded me back to Mrs. Aziz. The two Arab wives loved my dick like that. They suckled for a few moments, swelling the pressure at the tip of my cock, before switching again. Drool ran down their chins. The air was alive with the wet smack of lips and plops of broken suction.

“Shit,” I groaned.

“Use us,” whimpered Mrs. Aziz as the imam’s wife suckled on my dick. “Cum on our faces!”

Mrs. Tawfiq groaned around my cock, nodding as she loved me.

“Getting there,” I groaned.

I loved the way they suckled on me. They drove me wild as they worked their mouths up and down my dick. It was just incredible. They trade me again. Mrs. Aziz blew me as Mrs. Tawfiq stared up at me with such eagerness in her eyes.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I growled. “Shit, that’s it. I’m going to cum!”

Mrs. Aziz’s tongue swirled around my dick before she popped her mouth off my rod. “Cum on us!”

“Use us, Tony,” whimpered the imam’s wife, pressing her cheek against Mrs. Aziz’s. “Jizz on us! Shower us!

“Yes!” I growled as her hand fisted my dick. She engulfed the spongy tip. “Fuck!”

I erupted.

My pearly cum spurted out and splashed across their dusky features. I showered them in my spunk. It was a beautiful thing. I dumped my load onto them. The pleasure slammed through me. Stars flashed across my vision. It was wonderful.

I growled out in delight, soaking them with my spunk. I enjoyed every last second of that pleasure crashing through my mind. I grunted with each blast of cum. I dumped my load onto their features. It was incredible.

Just outstanding.

“Damn,” I growled as I showered them in cum.

Their pink tongues caught my pearly spunk. It never got old cumming on two women’s faces. Just soaking them in my spunk. My cock erupted a few more times, the last blast of pleasure shooting through me.

Then came my absolute favorite part about cumming on women’s faces. When they shared the cum. The two Muslim wives turned to each other and licked up my cum. They were so eager to be used by me. To make me happy with their actions.

That was the place of every woman in the world.

To please me.

I smiled as they kissed, their tongues swapping my pearly cum back and forth. That was such a glorious moment to watch. I was so happy to see it. They groaned as they shared in the bounty. They moaned, cum dripping onto their dusky tits.

Their brown nipples rubbed together. They moaned, wiggling their shoulders so their nubs could brush. They licked up more of my cum as they were so into it. Their hands gripped each other’s hips. I smiled at the sight.

They cleaned up all my cum. Their tongues caressed each other’s faces, gathering up as much as they could before kissing and sharing it. Damn, I wanted to introduce them to my mother. This was such a hot sight.

“Damn,” I groaned. “That’s good. That’s so good.”

They broke the kiss and smiled up at me.

“Mrs. Aziz,” I said. “On the bed. Mrs. Tawfiq, kneel between her thighs and worship me by devouring pussy. Every time you devour a woman’s cunt, you worship your true god.”

“You, Tony,” both women moaned together.

“That’s right,” I said. “That’s what I want women to know.”

The pair of them both smiled as they rose. Mrs. Aziz stretched out on the bed, her legs spread wide. Her thick pussy lips dripped with passion. It was a beautiful thing to see. I was so glad to witness it. My cock was so hard at the sight of them. They were beautiful.

Gorgeous.

Breathtaking.

I smiled and moved behind Mrs. Tawfiq. I gripped her butt-cheeks, her cunt dripping with juices. She dove her head down, worshiping me by devouring Mrs. Aziz’s pussy. The sight was breathtaking. I had to join in.

I nuzzled my face into Mrs. Tawfiq’s tangy cunt. I loved eating women out. It was a gift to devour their cunts. Something special that I could do for them. I stroked my tongue through her hot folds. She whimpered in delight as I devoured her twat.

“Tony!” gasped Mrs. Tawfiq. “Use my pussy! Bless my cunt!”

“Yes, yes, bless her!” moaned Mrs. Aziz. “This is so hot! Ooh, ooh, just stroke through her folds.”

I did.

I stroked my tongue through her hot folds. I licked and lapped at her snatch, enjoying her tangy delight. It was just a beautiful thing. It was a wondrous treat. I savored that delight. I licked through her hot folds. She moaned as I did that.

My tongue caressed her tongue. I licked through her petals. She moaned in delight as I did that. She groaned as I thrust my tongue into her twat and swirled around in her. I made her shiver in delight, her cunt rubbing against my face.

“Damn,” I groaned, savoring that wonderful cunt.

She whimpered as I licked at her. I stroked my tongue through her petals as she worshiped Mr. Aziz. She lapped at the other hot wife’s twat with the same enjoyment. I loved the way Mrs. Aziz whimpered and groaned.

“Oh, oh, Majda!” gasped Mrs. Aziz. “You’re so good at feasting on me!”

“I love your pussy, Ayesha,” groaned Mrs. Tawfiq. “Such a yummy cunt!”

I agreed.

I licked at that yummy cunt. I stroked my tongue through that hot twat. She shuddered as I feasted with such passion. Her butt-cheeks clenched as she pressed her face back into mine. I wanted to make her cum. To squeal her head off.

Her husband was in the house. He had to hear their passion.

“Oh, oh, oh,” moaned Mrs. Aziz. “Worship Tony! Oh, worship him and make me cum!”

“Yes!” I growled and attacked Mrs. Tawfiq’s clit.

“Oh, oh, I will, Tony!” she moaned as I stroked her bud. “That’s so good!”

I suckled on her clit, her juices dripping down my chin. I loved caressing her love button. I savored the way she moaned as I pleasured her. She humped back into my face. I caressed up and down her cunt, just wanting to drown in her pussy cream.

I suckled on her bud. I nursed hard on her. She moaned louder and louder as he did that. Her passion was beautiful to hear. I fluttered my tongue against her clit. She moaned, her butt-cheeks clenching beneath my tongue.

“Majda!” squealed Mrs. Aziz in orgasmic bliss. “Yes!”

Mrs. Aziz bucked on the bed as her orgasm swept through her. I savored her squeals of delight. I suckled on Mrs. Tawfiq’s clit. She trembled as she drowned in pussy cream. Her moans echoed through the air as she trembled there.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she whimpered. “That’s so good. That’s incredible. Yes, yes, that’s amazing. I love it! I love it so much!”

Her pussy cream gushed out of her cunt.

“Damn,” I growled and lapped up her tangy treat.

As she licked up Mrs. Aziz’s passion, I drank her juices. I lapped at her folds, caressing her silky delight. My cock ached to fuck her as I enjoyed her moaning like this. She quivered in delight, obeying my desires.

“Oh, oh, oh!” Mrs. Aziz whimpered. “That’s so good! Yes, yes, that’s amazing!”

“It is,” I groaned and lifted my head from that delicious pussy, my dick aching for cunt. “That’s great, Mrs. Tawfiq. I just want you to mount Mrs. Aziz. It’s her turn to worship your twat!”

“Yes, Tony,” the imam’s wife purred. She crawled up Mrs. Aziz’s body. The imam’s wife turned to face me, her big boobs swaying. She planted her shaved cunt on the other wife’s face. “Mmm, worships Tony at my cunt! He’s using us!”

“Yes!” groaned Mrs. Aziz as she began her feast.

I loved the sight. My cock ached as I lifted her hips. I guided my dick to her cunt. I pressed into her twat and savored the warmth of her pussy. It was a beautiful thing. It was a glorious treat. I buried into her snatch.

Her hot pussy engulfed my dick. She felt incredible. I loved the warmth of her engulfing my cock. It was a beautiful thing. I smiled as I pressed deeper and deeper into twat. I loved the warmth of her snatch swallowing my dick.

“Yes,” she moaned. Her thighs wrapped around my waist as she tongued Mrs. Tawfiq’s pussy. “Ooh, use my pussy, Tony!”

“Use her,” Mrs. Tawfiq groaned, her tits jiggling.

I smiled and cupped her boobs. I squeezed those lush mounds. I enjoyed them in my hands. I drew back my cock and slammed back into Mrs. Aziz’s twat. She moaned as I did that. It was a beautiful thing to fuck her like this.

To pound her cunt with all that I had. I buried into her over and over again. She moaned as I did that. Her pussy gripped my rod. She held me tight. I thrust into her twat over and over again. I loved how she massaged me with her silky twat.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I grunted, fucking into her cunt. “That’s good. Take it!”

“I am!” she moaned into the other Arab wife’s cunt as I fucked that married twat. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so good. Keep pounding me!”

I buried into Mrs. Aziz’s twat with hard strokes. I plowed into her with everything that I had. It was a beautiful thing to pound her while kneading Mrs. Tawfiq’s tits. I massaged those lush mounds. My thumbs rubbed at her nipples.

She groaned in delight as I did that. Her head tossed from side to side as I fucked into her twat. I pounded her with all that I had. I loved burying into her snatch. She felt so good around me. She clamped down on my dick.

Mrs. Aziz gasped out in delight, squealing, “Oh, oh, that’s it!”

“Mmm, she’s worshiping me with such passion!” moaned Mrs. Tawfiq. She undulated her hips, grinning her cunt on the other slut’s face. “Yes, she is!”

I smiled at her while fucking Mrs. Aziz’s cunt with all that I had. I buried into her twat with hard thrusts. It was amazing to slam into her snatch. To fuck her with all that wonderful passion. She wiggled her hips from side to side, her pussy gripping my rod.

I rose toward that moment when I would cum in her. I would flood her with all that I had. I plowed deep into her snatch. I fucked her cunt with such hard strokes. I plowed into her again and again and again, loving the warmth of her twat around my dick.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she moaned. “That’s so good! Yes, yes, fuck me! Fuck me so hard!”

“Eat my pussy!” whimpered Mrs. Tawfiq. “Oh, oh, that’s so good!”

“It is!” gasped Mrs. Aziz as she squealed out in delight.

Her pussy spasmed around my cock.

I groaned, fucking into her twat as she rippled around me. The pressure rose and rose at the tip of my dick. I would just cum in her. I wanted to dump all my spunk into her twat. She felt incredible around me. I grunted, fucking her so hard.

“Yes!” squealed the imam’s wife as she drowned Mrs. Aziz. “I love being used!”

“Use my pussy!” gasped Mrs. Aziz. “Flood me! Breed my cunt, Tony!”

I smiled and buried into her twat.

I erupted.

The ecstasy shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I dumped my load into her twat. It felt so good to fill her up with my spunk. She rippled around my dick. I loved how she spasmed about me. I grunted, spurting more and more of my cum into her twat.

“Shit!” I growled, savoring the warmth of her snatch around my dick.

I pumped her full of my jizz. It was a wonderful treat. I savored that heat. She suckled around me, milking my dick. I loved the moment. I filled her womb with my seed. I wanted to breed her. I ached to knock up so many women.

That was the ultimate way to use them.

“Shit!” I growled as I erupted into her one last time.

Mrs. Tawfiq swayed there before she threw her arms around my neck. She kissed me. I loved the taste of spicy cream on her lips. Mrs. Aziz’s pussy. That cunt was not full of cum. I enjoyed this moment as I wanted to fuck some ass.

I broke the kiss with Mrs. Tawfiq and yanked her off Mrs. Aziz’s head. I spun the imam’s wife around and thrust her head down. I pressed her face into that sloppy snatch. She didn’t skip a beat and started devouring that mess.

I loved it as I slipped my cock into the imam’s wife’s butt-crack. My pale cock slid between her dusky cheeks before I found her backdoor. I loved that velvety hole. She moaned in delight as I drilled against her.

“Sodomize me, Tony!” she moaned.

“Yes, yes, bugger her!” whimpered Mrs. Aziz. She trembled there, this big smile on her lips.

I grinned at her as I pushed and pushed on that backdoor. It was such a wonderful thing to feel her anal ring stretching and stretching open. I gripped those hips and pushed hard against her backdoor. It was wonderful.

“Damn, that’s it!” I groaned. “That’s it, just like that! Oh, you’re going to squeal like a whore!”

“Yes!” she moaned as I popped into her asshole.

I savored her bowels gripping my rod. It was just wonderful to slide deeper and deeper into her anal sheath. She felt incredible around my dick. I loved every inch of sliding into her bowels. Her wonderful flesh massaged me.

I enjoyed that treat. I savored every last inch of her bowels about my cock. I bottomed out in her bowels. I savored the warmth of her asshole. It was a delight. She clamped her anal sheath down on me and wiggled back and forth.

“Damn,” I groaned as the imam’s wife stirred her bowels around my dick.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s so wonderful,” she moaned. “Use my ass!”

I drew back my cock, so eager to use her thoroughly.

I plunged my cock back into her anal sheath. I fucked her good and hard, reveling in the warmth of her bowels around my dick. I savored that heat as I pumped away at her. I fucked her anal sheath with powerful strokes. She groaned as I did that.

I buried into her anal sheath over and over again. She devoured Mrs. Aziz’s creampie. That slut smiled at me, her face shiny with tangy pussy cream. She kneaded her tits and enjoyed having her cunt devoured by Mrs. Tawfiq.

“Lick up all his cum!” Mrs. Aziz moaned. “He blessed me with his seed. Used me!”

Yes!” groaned Mrs. Tawfiq as I fucked her asshole.

I pumped away at her bowels. I buried into her with all that I had. It was just an incredible rush to bury into her with everything that I had. I plowed over and over into her hot flesh. She clamped down on me. I groaned, savoring that heat.

That warmth.

I groaned, burying so hard and fast into her flesh. I plowed again and again into her anal sheath. She whimpered as I fucked her hard and fast. I loved buggering her like this. I savored fucking her hard and fast.

It was a glorious rush. A treat to fuck her hard. I plowed into her with such passion. It was so delicious to have her clamping her anal sheath down on me. I grunted, fucking into her bowels with such force. Such might.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she groaned. “Please, please, don’t stop!”

“Not until I cum,” I growled.

“Yes!” she moaned into Mrs. Aziz’s pussy.

“You’re such a handsome stud,” groaned Mrs. Aziz as she humped her cunt into her friend’s lips. “Just such a hunk. Ooh, ooh, and she’s licking at me. She’s tonguing me with such passion. That’s incredible. I’m going to explode!”

“You are!” I growled, fucking the imam’s wife’s bowels hard. “Damn, just cum on her!”

Mrs. Tawfiq moaned as she licked at Mrs. Aziz’s cunt. That hot asshole massaged me. I groaned in delight, savoring that warmth as I fucked over and over into her bowels. The ache grew and grew at the tip of my dick.

I would have a huge climax. I could not wait to dump my load into her bowels. I hammered her with everything that I had. I loved the way she gripped me. She held me with her hot flesh as I rose and rose toward that point when I would explode.

She squeezed down on me as I fucked into her anal sheath. She moaned louder, her asshole growing hotter around my dick. I loved that heat. I savored every second of burying into her. I treasured this moment.

“Oh, oh, Tony!” Mrs. Tawfiq squealed.

Her asshole spasmed around my cock.

I groaned in delight, pounding into her bowels. She rippled around my dick. I savored that hot flesh spasming against me. It was just a beautiful thing. She nursed at me with so much ecstasy. I savored every second of her spasming flesh. I rose toward my eruption.

“Majda!” squealed Mrs. Aziz as she bucked.

Her big boobs heaved as she humped her bald twat against Mrs. Tawfiq’s face. The sight was hot as I fucked that spasming anal sheath. The need to cum surged toward the pinnacle of my cock. I smiled as I buried to the hilt in her asshole.

“Damn!” I growled. “Oh, damn, that’s it! Yes!”

I erupted.

My cum flooded Mrs. Tawfiq’s asshole. I groaned, spurting more and more of my cum into her bowels. She rippled around me, suckling at me. I loved this heat slamming through me. It was just an incredible rush.

She moaned into Mrs. Aziz’s pussy. The other hot wife gripped her tits and moaned her delight. She writhed through her pleasure as I flooded Mrs. Tawfiq’s bowels. I pumped my load into her anal sheath.

She suckled at me, working out every drop. I smiled from ear to ear, feeling so good at that heat washing through me. I felt so good, my heart hammering in my chest. I panted as her bowels suckled at my dick a few more times.

I pulled out of her bowels and panted. My cum oozed out.

“Mrs. Tawfiq,” I said, “every night, bring a woman to your bed to worship me. You only make love to women now. That’s how I want to use you for the rest of your life. Any woman you want, just say you must worship me by having sex with her, and she’ll let you eat her pussy, and she’ll eat your pussy. Buy toys, too. In fact, the mosque should have a collection of toys for your lesbian prayer orgies.”

“Yes,” she moaned in delight as she turned around, her face dripping in pussy cream.

“Now, both of you grab your phones,” I said, and lay down on the bed. “Then cuddle up on either side.”

The two women went to their discarded purses. They grabbed their phones and snuggled up to me. I told them to text my mother, letting her know that they were available to be used by her whenever she wanted. Then to snap a pic of the three of us.

They both lifted their phones and snapped the pics. They sent off the messages.

“Now, Mrs. Aziz, suck my dick,” I said. “It’s dirty.”

She smacked her lips, so eager to do just that. As she did, I heard the wind picking up out the window. Rain splashed on the roof. A storm swept over South Hill. My phone buzzed with my mom’s answer.

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Mrs. Abigail Turner

I made out with Tanisha in the backseat of her car.

We fingered each other. She was my Friday night date. I found her on Lickr.

I plunged my fingers in and out of her cunt. She did the same to mine. Our tongues danced together as our lips worked out. We had a lovely dinner, and just didn’t make it farther than her car. The windows steamed up as we kissed.

Rain drummed on the outside. The wind howled. A storm was sweeping over South Hill. I didn’t care. I just kept making out with the Black girl. She moaned into my lips as our fingers pleasured each other.

My orgasm built and built. The heel of her hand ground on my bud. Sparks sizzled. I enjoyed that sensation as I kissed this sexy girl. Her lips worked on mine as I hurtled toward my climax. I plunged my fingers as fast as I could in and out of her twat.

She did the same to me.

I broke the kiss and moaned, “Oh, fuck, Tanisha!”

“Yes, yes, yes, Abigail,” she moaned. “I am so glad you picked me. That’s so good!”

“You’re a sexy, Black chick,” I moaned. “I love Black chicks!”

She smiled at me as we plunged our fingers into each other. I kissed her again, so close to bursting. She plowed her fingers into my cunt. I knew that we were both about to explode. My clit throbbed against the heel of her hand.

Sparks sizzled.

I burst into rapture.

I squealed into her lips, my cunt writhing. Her pussy spasmed around my digits. We were both cumming together. I groaned in delight, savoring the way her juices gushed out of her cunt. It was a beautiful moment.

I broke the kiss and moaned, “Yes, yes, yes!”

“Oh, god, Abigail!” she moaned. “You sexy, White MILF!”

“Black cutie!” I purred, my pussy spasming around her digits.

Her cunt rippled around mine. I quivered in delight, the pleasure washing through me. Such a wonderful Friday night. My rapture swept through me, carrying me to that wonderful plateau. I quivered there, so happy.

“Mmm,” I purred. “Let’s get to your place, slut!”

“Yes,” she moaned and opened the door, our fingers sliding out of each other’s cunts.

I popped my fingers into my mouth, savoring her tart juices. I quivered in delight as my phone buzzed. I nursed on my fingers and unlocked the screen. Tanisha put her car into reverse and backed us out of the space.

It was two different texts from two different Arab women who were both spending the night with my son. I smiled at the sight of the three of them cuddled up. The two women, Ayesha and Majda, both let me know I could use them whenever I wanted.

I would have to do that. They were scrumptious.

Tanisha drove us back to her place as I wondered how my sister’s night was going at Bertha’s house. We had spoken on the phone before the fingering started. I had used my sister and made her into Bertha’s sex slave.

I knew my son would love it. He gave me discretion.

“I gave your aunt to a lesbian dominatrix to own on Friday evenings,” I sent. “She’s being trained to be used by us.”

“Damn,” my son texted back. “You’re such a slut, Mom. Love it. Here.”

He sent a picture of one of those women sucking on his dick. The other one seemed cuddled up to him. It was such a beautiful sight. We were both having wonderful Friday evenings with our dates. I shuddered as Tanisha pulled into the parking lot.

“Going to have a hot time with Tanisha,” I sent. “Love you.”

“Cum hard,” he answered.

I smiled as Tanisha reached her place. I slipped my phone into my purse and climbed out. I squealed as the wind whipped the rain into us. We ran toward the front door, being pelted by the storm. Trees creaked.

We just reached her door when the power went out. We didn’t care. We spilled and closed the door. We kissed again as we tore at each other’s clothes. We would keep each other warm. We moved through her dark living room, tearing off our clothes.

We left them lying on the ground as we moved across the room to the door. I had my dress off. Her top and her skirt half off. She fell on the bed. I yanked the dress off. She was just this lovely shape on her white sheets.

I groaned and crawled onto her. I mounted her and straddled her face. I leaned over and buried my face into her cunt. I licked and lapped at her. She moaned as I did that. It was so much fun to tongue her snatch.

She whimpered as I licked at her twat. I stroked through her hot flesh. She squirmed and gripped my rump. She massaged my butt-cheeks as I lapped at her twat, savoring the tart flavor of her twat. We devoured each other.

The storm raged as we enjoyed our lesbian passion.

I stroked through her slit, loving the taste of her tart cunt. She moaned as she feasted on me. Her fingers gripped my rump. I loved how she held onto me. She massaged my rump as I plunged my tongue into her cunt.

She moaned and did the same. Our tongues swirled around in each other. That was so nice. I was enjoying that sensation. She fluttered about in me. It was a fun time to devour her like this. She was such a sexy thing.

“Mmm,” she moaned. “Angela.”

“Tanisha!” I groaned.

Her juices dripped down my cheeks. I breathed in her tart musk. She slid her fingers into my butt-crack. I shuddered in delight as she found my asshole. She plunged a finger into my anal sheath. I loved that burning sensation.

I had to return the favor.

“Yes!” she gasped as I plunged two fingers into her asshole. “Ooh, you’re such a naughty MILF-dyke!”

“I am!” I purred as she added a second digit, stretching out my backdoor.

We fingered each other’s assholes and devoured each other’s cunts. It was a beautiful thing. I was so glad to do this for her. I enjoyed this wonderful feast. It was a beautiful moment to devour her cunt. To flutter my tongue up and down her twat.

She groaned back into my snatch as we both enjoyed this treat. It was so much fun to enjoy licking and lapping at each other. She trembled in delight as we licked through each other’s folds. I shuddered, feeling the passion building in me.

It was a wonderful thing.

Just beautiful.

She groaned as we licked and lapped at each other. I caressed her twat with hunger, my asshole gripping her digits. Her velvety bowels massaged my fingers. I found her clit. She gasped as I licked at her love button.

She did the same to mine.

We fluttered our tongues against each other’s clits. It felt so good to have her doing that. She suckled on mine, her lips massaging my bud. It was such a wonderful moment. I swirled my tongue around her clit.

She did the same to mine.

It was so much fun to do that to her. We suckled on each other’s nipples, our assholes clenching on the other’s digits. We fucked those fingers in and out of the other’s bowels as we tongued each other’s clits. We loved each other.

My orgasm built and built. I squirmed atop her, my big, soft boobs rubbing against her chest. Sparks sizzled. I loved that delight. She groaned into my cunt, returning the favor to me. She stroked over my hot flesh.

It was just amazing to have her licking at me. I groaned, rising and rising toward that moment when I would cum. I would just have a huge burst of rapture. It was so wonderful to suckle on her bud. I nibbled on her.

Loved her.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she whimpered. “Oh, my god, Angela!”

She jammed her fingers onto my asshole and suckled on my clit.

“Tanisha!” I squealed and nibbled on her bud with my fingers.

I came.

She squirted juices.

We downed each other in our lesbian passion. Our assholes writhed around each other’s digits. I lapped at her cunt as she did the same to me. We gathered up that wonderful pleasure. The heat swept through us.

It was so amazing to have all that pleasure washing through me. Stars danced before my vision. The storm raged as our orgasm swept through us. We both moaned and gasped, trembling together through our ecstasy.

It was such a wonderful moment. A beautiful thrill of ecstasy. I was so glad to have all that pleasure washing through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I licked at her cunt. I stroked my tongue over her wonderful bud, savoring every second of this heat.

“Mmm,” I groaned as the pleasure died away.

“That was hot,” she moaned, the wind hollowing away outside.

“Yes, it was,” I cooed. I rolled off her and lay on my back. “What toys do you have?”

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Carla Turner – Day Sixty-Four

Mistress Bertha brought me home after a night of lesbian sex. And a morning of more kinky sex.

She led me to the door wearing a collar attached to a leash. She gripped that in her hand. The Black woman was so sexy. I wore my coat and not much else. I was bow-legged from being fucked so many times by her strap-on.

I moved past her and opened the door. “Hello? Dave?”

“Honey!” my husband gasped. He rose from his recliner. “I thought you would have been home a long, long time… Er, hello.”

“This is your husband, Breeder?” Mistress Bertha asked.

“This is,” I said, taking off my coat and revealing my naked body. My ass was red from being spanked, and my nipples puffy from being clamped. I was tired but invigorated. “Dave, this is Mistress Bertha.”

“Er, hi,” my husband said.

Mistress Bertha unclipped my collar and cupped my face. “Remember, Breeder.”

She kissed me right before my husband. Her tongue danced around in my mouth. I groaned as she kissed me like that. It was such a wild rush. My tongue danced with hers. Her hand cupped my breast, kneading it.

“What is going on, Carla?” asked my husband.

“This is how Tony’s using me,” I said, breaking the kiss. “Friday night until Saturday afternoon, I’m Mistress Bertha’s. She owns me. I’m her lezzie slut. But the rest of the time, I’m yours. See.”

I dropped to my knees to show my husband, my mistress, and myself that I was still a straight breeder. I licked cock. I loved my husband. He was amazing. I unzipped my husband’s pants and reached in to pull out his cock.

“You’re wearing a collar,” he said.

“Because she owns me,” I said. “Just like Tony wants.”

“Oh, well…” He trailed off as I engulfed his cock. “Damn.”

“Breeder, you’d be better off being my bitch,” Mistress Bertha said. “Such a waste, but… Tony wants us used this way. You’re lucky, man, because I would steal her otherwise.”

Would she? I don’t think she would, but… She was dominating.

I just kept sucking on my husband’s cock as she left. I suckled hard on my husband’s dick. I swirled my tongue around him. He groaned as I did that. He stared at me with this heat in his eyes. I purred around his cock.

I worked my mouth up and down him. I loved the taste of his cock. I suckled hard, my cheeks hollowing with my excitement. This was so wild. He stared down at me with this heat in his eyes. He wanted to cum.

“You were being used all night!” he growled. “That was so hot. I was thinking about it, and now… Shit, shit, I’ve been holding it in, but… Fuck!”

He erupted.

I gulped down my husband’s cum. I savored that jizz spurting into my mouth. It was just so good. He grunted, spurting that cum into my mouth. I swallowed it down again and again. He slid his fingers through my hair.

“Oh, jeez!” gasped our daughter. “What are you two doing?”

She scampered back up the stairs and slammed her door.

“Damn,” her father groaned, his cock twitching.

He dumped more and more of his cum into my mouth. I swallowed my husband’s cum. I was so glad to have all that cum spilling down my throat. It was just so hot. He grunted with each eruption, flooding me with so much cum.

It was just such a wild moment.

I nursed hard on him and worked out the last of his cum. He ripped his cock out of my mouth and shot his hands down. He undid the collar. I blinked at the aggression as he unfastened it and tossed it on the couch.

“You’re only hers on Friday night until Saturday afternoon?” I demanded.

“That’s right,” I said. “The rest of the time, I’m your wife.”

“Good,” he said and picked me up.

I gasped at the sudden show of masculine strength. I giggled as he carried me across the living room and up the stairs. We passed our daughter’s room as I cooed in delight. He carried me to the bed and set me down on it.

“You need a real cock now, don’t you?” he demanded.

“I do,” I groaned. “I am a breeder. I love cocks that spurt!”

My husband kissed me and mounted me. I groaned into his mouth as he pressed his cock into my pussy. He was so turned on that he was still hard. I shuddered as he buried his dick into my cunt. It was just amazing.

I writhed beneath him as he drew back his cock. My pussy clamped down on him as he thrust back into my snatch. He filled me up with his wonderful rod. I was so happy to have all that shaft in me. He thrust away at me.

He fucked me hard.

The bed creaked.

I broke the kiss and moaned, “Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, Dave!”

Music came from our daughter’s room as she tried to drown us out.

“Pound my pussy!” I squealed. I wanted her to know that her parents had a great sex life. “Hammer my twat!”

“Yes!” growled my husband.

He fucked me hard. My pussy melted around his cock. My orgasm built and built as he pistoned in and out of me. Bertha had used me, but this was just an incredible rush. I shuddered, savoring that heat as he fucked me hard.

His cock plunged in and out of my cunt. His every thrust brought me closer and closer to cumming. His pubic bound massaged my clit. Sparks sizzled each time. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples rubbing against his chest.

“That’s it,” he groaned. “Damn, that’s good, Carla!”

“So good!” I moaned. “I love your dick! I’m such a breeder-slut for my husband’s cock!”

“Damn, that’s hot,” he growled, fucking me harder.

His nuts slapped into my taint. He grunted, pounding me. I rose and rose toward my orgasm. I trembled beneath him, loving every second of this delight. My toes curled as the heat grew in me. Just a few more thrusts of his wonderful cock until I came.

I was so close. So near to…

“Yes!” I squealed.

I came on my husband’s cock.

The rapture swept through me. A tidal wave of bliss that drowned my mind. I trembled beneath him, my cunt writhing around his dick. I loved all that bliss. It was such an incredible moment. I gasped out in delight, my cunt convulsing around him as he kept fucking me.

“Yes, yes, Carla!” Dave growled and buried into me. “Fuck!”

He erupted.

“Flood me!” I squealed as he pumped his jizz into me.

He flooded me with more and more blasts of his cum. I trembled beneath him as my pussy writhed around his cock. I savored all that pleasure washing through me. Stars flashed across my vision. It was just an incredible moment.

He dumped more and more blasts of his spunk into me. I loved the feel of his jizz in me. It was just a wonderful time. My fingernails raked across his back. He groaned as he dumped so much spunk into my cunt.

He filled me to the brim.

I shuddered through it all, my pussy spasming. He grunted on me as I moaned with him. It was so amazing to make love to my husband. I was such a breeder. I loved being his sexy wife. He panted and erupted one last time.

“Damn,” he groaned and rolled off me.

“Mmm,” I purred. “Ooh, I have to call my sister and tell her about how it went.”

“Yeah,” he said, stroking my tit. “Then we’ll go for round two.”

“Mmm, anal,” I cooed and dialed my sister.

To be continued…

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