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Barbie “Bitch” Carter – Day One Hundred and Sixty-One

“Well, Master,” I said, so excited to explain to my brother about this cruise I found that would take place during our spring break, “it’s a cruise for Christian wives and mothers in the Caribbean. It leaves from Miami and spends a week out at sea. You can spend it fucking a bunch of Christian MILFs.”

The gleam in my little brother’s eyes was so exciting to see.

My heart pounded in my chest. I just wanted to make him happy. He was my Master. He used me as his sex slave. I was with him so much, standing by as he used other women. Witnessing his debauchery. I was his first sex slave.

I was Bitch.

He renamed me.

“Well done,” he said and scanned the brochure. “I love it.” His eyes flicked up to me. “What would you like as your reward?”

“I want to be bred, too, Master,” I said, resting my hand on my belly. “I want to have your baby!”

He cocked his head, considering it. “Okay. Go off the pill.”

“Master!” I squealed, bouncing up and down. “Oh, oh, Master! Ooh, ooh, I think you should also call the director, a Miss Missy as she’s called, for more information. Contact information is at the bottom.”

He smiled and nodded. “Now, what should I do to you right now?”

“Tie me up and fuck me hard?” I suggested. “If that pleases you, Master.”

“Yes, it does,” he said and walked from the living room to the new playroom. This mansion was big, and he had a room installed to tie us up and have fun with us. He wasn’t terribly into BDSM, but it could be fun.

He grabbed some rope and looked around the room. Then he motioned to the spanking bench. I darted over to it and bent over. My boobs hung off one side, the padding pressing into my belly. He smiled and moved behind me. He looped the rope around my right ankle, tied that to my right wrist, pulling it down toward it. I shuddered, my arm stretched out. He took the rope and went to my left wrist, wrapped around. That felt so naughty. He connected that to my left ankle.

That forced my legs wide apart, and my arms pulled taut. I couldn’t move. If I tried to sit up, it pulled on the ropes. I was stuck like this, staring at the floor. I had no idea what he was doing, which made me so wet.

“Mmm, Master is having fun,” cooed Brat.

“Yes, I am,” he said. “Fetch a thick vibrator.”

“Yes, Master,” cooed Brat. She darted away.

The other sex slaves were filtering in. I could hear them chatting about me. They would all be naked except Mrs. Rosenbaum. She would be in her sexy maid’s outfit. Trooper Lyons would have her gun belt on and some leather boots, but not much else.

I trembled as Master said, “Thank you, Brat. Go eat your step-mother out!”

“Yes, Master!” she cooed and darted over to Mrs. Charleston to devour her cunt.

Master thrust the toy into my cunt and turned it on. I gasped as it buzzed away in my twat. That felt so nice. I groaned as Master’s cock nuzzled into my butt-crack. He wanted to fuck my asshole. I was so happy right now.

“Oh, oh, Master!” I squealed, the toy humming away in my pussy.

“I know,” he said as he drilled against my asshole. “You’ve been a good slut. Enjoy!”

“I will, Master! Thank you!”

The rope bit into my wrists and ankles as I squirmed. I loved the discomfort and the pleasure. The toy buzzed in my pussy as my asshole burned. He drilled against my anal ring. He pushed and pushed on me. I shuddered, so ready for him to pop past my sphincter. I opened wider to take his dick, loving the heat.

Then he did pop past my asshole. I squealed in delight as he sank into me. It was so good to have him sliding his thick shaft into my asshole. The incestuous rush ran through me. I groaned, the ropes biting into my wrists and ankles.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good, Master!” I moaned.

“Yes, it is,” he growled.

He went deeper and deeper into my bowels. I loved him doing that. My eyes rolled back in my head. He sank into my bowels with all that he had. It was just a wonderful thing. I groaned, gripping his dick with my tight anal sheath. My pussy melted around the vibrator buzzing away.

He filled me up with that thick shaft while I had the vibrator in my cunt. I was so happy to have him all the way in my bowels. To have both my holes stuffed full. I shuddered as he groaned. He had to fill the vibrator, too.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

I squirmed, bent over the spanking bench. He drew back his dick. I gasped, clamping down on him. It was just so good to have him doing that. The toy stimulated my cunt as his dick massaged my anal sheath. The two delights swirled around in me.

He slammed back into my bowels. He fucked me with all that he had. I loved him thrusting away at me. He fucked my asshole with his thick shaft. It was a beautiful thing to be buggered while having the vibrator buzzing away in my cunt. I savored the way he buried into my anal sheath.

He fucked me with all that he had. It was just a wonderful thing to have him fucking me like that. I groaned in delight as he fucked me. He pounded my asshole with so much force. He buried into my bowels with all that he had while my pussy gripped the vibrator.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, loving the two different stimulations in my nethers. “Please, please, Master! Use me! Reward me!”

“Such a good slut!” he growled.

“She is,” moaned Angela.

“Reward her, Master!” shouted Tina. “Ooh, ooh, butt-fuck Bitch! She loves it!”

“So do I,” whimpered Mrs. Henyard, his Black slave. She was such a sweet woman and a wonderful addition to his harem of sex slaves. “Oh, oh, fuck her so hard, Master!”

His slaves called out their love for him as he buggered me. I loved him, too. I was so happy right now. He fucked my bowels with all that he had. It was just so good to have him burying into my bowels over and over again. The vibrator teased my cunt.

The pressure swelled in me.

He buried into my anal sheath with that big dick. He fucked me deep and hard. It was just so good. I loved him thrusting away at my anal sheath while the humming toy teased my cunt. My eyes rolled back in my head.

The heat soaked down to my cunt gripping the buzzing toy. I whimpered in delight as he rammed into my bowels with everything that he had. It was just so amazing. He was such an amazing stud. I loved my little brother so much.

“Oh, oh, that’s it!” I whimpered. “Master! Master! Use my asshole!”

“Use her,” purred Mrs. Tlaib, his Arab slave. She was a teacher, too, and wore a gold collar because she was so full of pride. “Oh, oh, use that tight asshole, Master. Cum in her!”

“Explode in her, Master,” purred Trooper Lyons.

“Yes, yes, you tied her up perfectly,” purred Mistress Tierra, the dominatrix slave. She had educated Master on how to die a slut up. “Mmm, she loves it!”

“I do, master!” I squealed, his cock burning so deep into my bowels. He fucked me deep and hard. “Oh, oh, Master!”

“Shit,” he growled, fucking my anal sheath with all that he had. “That’s it. That’s fucking it. Take it!”

I took it. I took it so hard. He fucked my bowels with all that he had. I loved it. My eyes rolled back in my head as he buried into my anal sheath again and again. I wanted to cum. I wanted to just burst on him. I wiggled my hips back and forth, the vibrato shifting in my pussy.

He grunted, fucking me so hard. He buried into my anal sheath with all that he had. It was just so wonderful to have him pounding my anal sheath. He pounded me with so much passion, the friction from his asshole mixing with the buzzing delight in my cunt.

My orgasm grew.

“Master! Master!” I moaned.

“That’s right, slut!” he growled. “Fucking take it!”

I fucking took it, my bowels melting around his big dick. He fucked into my anal sheath with all that he had. I loved it. He buggered me. The combination of his thrusting cock and the buzzing toy brought me closer and closer to cumming.

He buried to the hilt in me over and over again. He slammed into my anal sheath with that wonderful cock. I shuddered, my orgasm swelling in me. I groaned, tossing my head as he buried into my anal sheath. The toy stimulated my cunt.

It was all too much.

“Master!” I squealed as he used me.

My orgasm swept through me. An intense burst of ecstasy that slammed through my body. I groaned, my back flexing. The ropes bit into my wrists and ankles. I was trapped in place as he hammered my spasming asshole. My cunt writhed around the vibrator.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he growled, fucking my asshole. “You’re such a slut, Bitch! You did fucking good. Take it!”

He buried into my asshole and erupted.

My bowels rejoiced, spasming around his spurting cock. My cunt writhed around the buzzing vibrator. I howled, trembling on the bed. I loved every second of that cum spurting into my bowels. I milked him.

The vibrator hummed away in my happy cunt. I squealed, my tits rubbing into the sides of the spanking bench. He dumped load after load of his cum into me. My eyes rolled back in my head as I trembled here.

“Shit, that’s good!” he growled as I milked him dry. “Fuck, Bitch!”

He fully used me.

He ripped his cock out of my cunt. I groaned, my pussy convulsing around the buzzing toy. It stimulated me. I shuddered, another little orgasm rippling through me. My cum dripped out of my asshole. I shuddered.

“Let’s she…” said Master. “Mrs. Tlaib, suck my dick clean. Mistress Tierra, lick that slut clean.”

“Yes, Master,” the Arab teacher-slave and the Hispanic dominatrix-slave both moaned together.

I shuddered as Mistress Tierra was on me in a flash. The Hispanic slut had her face in my butt-crack, licking me. I heard Mrs. Tlaib sucking on Master’s dirty dick with such joy. I shuddered, loving that tongue sweeping over my asshole.

I groaned, my cunt writhing around the buzzing toy. It kept my orgasm alive. This wonderful delight had me trembling. I shuddered, my asshole spasming, forcing out more cum for Mistress Tierra to lick up.

“Thank you, Master!” I whimpered.

“You’re welcome, Bitch,” he groaned. “Damn, Mrs. Tlaib, suck that dirty dick. Such a whore!”

“She is!” shouted Tina.

I shuddered, the waves of rapture gushing out of my cunt. The vibrator stimulated my pussy. I shuddered, unable to stop it. My hands were bound to my wrists. I groaned and shuddered, Mistress Tierra licking at my asshole. She gathered up the cum that spilled out of me.

She licked up that jizz as I groaned, my eyes rolled back in my head. This was such a wicked moment. She fluttered her tongue around my anal sheath. I was so happy about that. I shuddered, loving her tongue swiping over my asshole.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I moaned, my arms pulling at the bonds. “I’m still cumming, Master!”

“Good, good,” he said, his voice throaty with the pleasure that Mrs. Tlaib gave him. “Damn, polish that pole, slut!”

Mistress Tierra worshiped my asshole. She slathered her tongue over my anal ring, licking up the cum that spilled out of me. It was all just so wonderful. I whimpered, my butt-cheeks clenching about the dominating Latina slave’s face. She purred into my backdoor.

Her tongue wiggled into my asshole. My flesh convulsed from my orgasm. My cunt writhed around the vibrator. It buzzed away in me. That was so good. I shuddered, loving every second of it driving me wild, the rapture flooding through me.

“Such a lucky slut,” cooed Mrs. Charleston.

“She is,” Brat cooed.

“I would love to lick your ass, Bitch,” moaned Mrs. Henyard.

“That would be so kinky,” moaned Mrs. Rosenbaum. “Ooh, ooh, Master, I want to suck your dirty dick, too!”

“Yes!” groaned Angela, his second slave. Her ex-boyfriend used to bully him.

I trembled on the spanking bench, loving that tongue sliding over my asshole. It was so incredible. I loved every second of it. She licked my backdoor with such passion. It was so good. I shuddered, wanting to just keep cumming and cumming.

“Master!” I whimpered, her tongue dancing around in my asshole.

I shuddered through the rapture. It was just so good. Stars flashed across my vision as I loved every second of this. I just wanted it to keep going. I didn’t want it to end. I was so happy with what I was experiencing right now.

Just so thrilled to have all this pleasure washing over me. I groaned at the way he licked me. He buried his tongue deep into my bowels. It was so excellent. I groaned in delight, my eyes rolling back in my head.

“Damn, damn,” Master growled. “That’s it, Mrs. Tlaib! Yes!”

She gulped down his cum.

Every slave, including me, moaned in envy of being used by him like that. I shuddered, Mistress Tierra’s tongue dancing around in my asshole. She made me smile from ear to ear. It felt so good to have her licking around in my backdoor.

It was a fabulous moment. I was so happy for it. I shuddered through all that pleasure. It was an amazing thrill. I shuddered as the vibrator kept those little orgasms sweeping through me. They were just so wonderful.

“Damn,” growled Master. “That was good. Out of the way, Mistress Tierra.”

She pulled her mouth from my asshole. He ripped the vibrator from my cunt. I shuddered, just so happy that I had found the cruise. Master sounded so excited to go on it. My juices dripped down my thighs.

Spring break would be so much fun.

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Mrs. Missy Taylor

My phone rang as I sat at my desk, looking over the final results. I had more than enough sign-ups to cover the cruise. The women coming to speak were all lined up. This was going to be such a wonderful trip.

I picked up my phone and said, “Adventurous Christian Women Ministries, this is Missy speaking. How can I help you?”

“You are offering the cruise on the Princess of the Caribbean coming up?” a man asked.
There was something about his voice that excited me, but… “I’m sorry, that cruise is for married Christian women who are mothers. Unless you’re booking for a spouse.”

“No, no,” he said. “I want to use you.”

My pussy exploded with lust. I gasped, my nipples hardening. “It’s you.”

“That’s right,” he said. “Where are you located?”

“Winter Park!” I gasped. “It’s outside Orlando, Florida.”

“Greed,” I said. “I’m going to book you on a flight to Washington and arrange for you to see me.” He started typing on a computer. “Name.”

“Missy Taylor,” I said, my pussy clenching. I was being used.

“Okay, I’m booking it now. First class. It’s going to be leaving tomorrow morning, 6 AM.”

“I can’t wait,” I whimpered.

“Once the plane is in the air and the meal service is finished,” he said, “you will ask a stewardess to eat your pussy out. Tell her that I’m using you both. Then you’re going to eat her pussy out. So, no panties beneath your skirt. And thigh-highs and heels. A tight blouse. No bra. I’m looking at your picture. Very MILFy. I like that.”

“Good, good, good,” I whimpered. Did I own thigh-highs? I would have to buy them.

“Okay, you’re booked,” he said. “If you have any trouble at the airport, just tell them I’m using you, and you must get to SeaTac.”

“I will,” I moaned.

“Emailing you the ticket,” he said.

A new email notification popped up. There it was. “I got them. United Airlines. Ooh, this is so exciting.”

“Yep,” he said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yes!” I squealed, my heart pounding in my chest. “Oh, oh, this is so incredible. I am so lucky to be used.”

The line went dead.

I rose to my feet and squealed, “George, honey!” I ran out of my office and into the living room. “George, George!”

He snorted and came awake on his recliner. He worked from home and made his own hours. He rubbed his eyes and gave me a curious look. “What’s up, Missy?”

“I’m being used!” I bounced up and down. “He’s using me! Him! He wants me to fly out tomorrow to Seattle to meet him. To be used by him. Isn’t that wonderful.”

“Wow,” he said, folding his recliner. “That’s… Wow. I can’t believe it. You. Incredible. He’s going to fly you out.”

“First class,” I said. “Ooh, I have to pack. I need to wear some sexy clothes. I think I have to go shopping. I don’t have that sort of stuff.”

“Yeah, you better get shopping,” he said with such awe in his voice. “Wow, my wife is really going to be used by him. I can’t believe it. This is wonderful for you.”

“I know!” I gasped and threw myself at my husband. I hugged him tightly, my heart thundering in my chest. I couldn’t help the laughter bursting from me. “Oh, oh, I am so giddy! I feel like a schoolgirl. He’s going to use me, and he wants the stewardess on the plane to eat my pussy, and I have to eat her pussy. I’ve never done that.”

“I’ve done that to you,” he said. “Want me to do it tonight, give you a refresher course?”

“Oh, you’re such a wonderful husband,” I said. “Thanks! Yes, that’s perfect. Oh, and the flight’s at 6:05 AM, so I have to be at the airport by… What, 4 AM?”

“You’ll be there,” he said. “I’ll drop you off.”

I married the perfect guy.

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Tony Carter

It even worked on a woman in Florida.

I never really tested how far it could reach, but that was incredible. I was so happy that I could get it that far. Shit, I was going to have a great time with this. I stretched my back, my dick so hard in my pants.

Tomorrow was going to be a fun day, but for now, I had my big sister still bent over the spanking bench. I handed the laptop to Tina. She folded it closed as I moved to my sister, her cunt dripping wet. She trembled there, bound up.

“You did such a great job,” I told her and dropped to my knees. “I’m going to have to fuck you hard.”

“Thank you, Master,” she moaned, looking so sexy all trussed up.

I thrust into her cunt. She gasped as I did that. I slid into her cunt, filling her up to the brim. She groaned as I filled her to the hilt. She clamped her snatch down on me. What a joy that was. I was so glad to have her gripping me.

I loved being all the way in her. It was so amazing. She groaned as I filled her up to the brim with my cock. That felt so good. I was so glad to do that to her. She moaned as I drew back my dick. I loved the silky heat of her pussy.

Such a wonderful thing to feel around my dick

I slammed back into her. I fucked her good and hard, loving this moment. It was a beautiful thing to pound her cunt. She moaned, her twat gripping my dick. It was so glorious. I thrust into her over and over again.

Being in my bound up big sister was such a glorious thrill.

She gasped and moaned as I fucked her. I buried into her twat with all that I had. I loved this snatch around my cock. I wanted to cum in her. Just wanted to spurt my jizz into her snatch. That was just an incredible thing.

She moaned, her pussy gripping my dick. She gasped and moaned as I fucked her. I buried into her with all that I had. It was beautiful. I was so happy right now. I was so thrilled to fuck into her twat with force. She groaned, her twat gripping my dick.

“Oh, oh, keep fucking me!” she moaned. “Please, please, that’s it! That’s so good, Master!”

“Churn her up!” squealed Tina.

“Such a big-dick stud,” moaned Mrs. Henyard, the Black wife squeezing her tits. My tattoos looked so good on her. They all had their unique name. “Use her pussy.”

“I want to be used!” Brat squealed.

Mistress Tierra licked her lips. She was a lesbian dominatrix who was my sex slave. She was so happy to be used by my dick. I let Dad fuck her, too. She came so hard being used. It was so much fun to have this power.

I was going to breed my big sister. It wouldn’t happen today. It took being off the pill for… Honesty. I had no fucking idea, but I would dump a load into her pussy every day until she showed me a pregnancy test.

This cruise would be so much fun, too.

I smiled, eager to fuck the woman who put it together.

“Oh, oh, Master!” squealed my bitch.

“Fuck her so hard,” gasped Angela, my cheerleader.

“I love having your dick in me,” groaned Mrs. Charleston, my prize.

My cop, Trooper Lyons, smiled from ear to ear. Her hips wiggled back and forth, the tattoo on her pubic mound pointing to her shaved cunt and read, “Owned Pussy.” They all had that same tattoo. Their tramp stamps all read, “For Tony Carter’s Use.”

I loved that I had my harem. I doubt I would add more, but you never knew. Right now, I was just enjoying my bitch’s cunt. She clamped that pussy down on me. I fucked her hard, loving that wonderful cunt around me.

My nuts slapped into her clit. She moaned, the ropes groaning as she strained against her bonds. I loved every inch of her snatch around my cock. She gripped me, feeling just so perfect. I rushed toward the climax.

“Damn, damn, damn,” I groaned, burying into her twat. “That’s good pussy!”

“Thank you, Master!” she moaned. “Use me! Use my pussy! My womb! I’m your bitch!”

My big sister’s squeals were so beautiful to listen to. Every thrust brought me closer and closer to cumming in her pussy. I wanted to just flood her with all the spunk that I had. She gripped my cock with that delicious pussy.

I groaned as she moaned, her butt-cheeks jiggling. She deserved this reward. I was so eager for this cruise. I buried into her as she clamped her cunt down on me. Her moans grew louder. I knew she was close to cumming.

“Master!” she squealed.

Her pussy went wild around my dick.

I groaned at the heat of her cunt spasming around my dick. That was just a beautiful thing. I grunted, fucking deep and hard into her twat. She nursed at me, the need to cum swelling in me with each thrust.

“Cum in me, Master!” she moaned. “Breed me!”

“Breed your bitch!” Angela called out, my cheerleader doing a high kick and flashing her pussy at me.

I grinned at her and buried into my big sister’s writhing pussy. “Yes!”

I erupted.

I spurted my cum into her pussy. She gasped, her pussy writhing around me. I loved the pull of the ropes as they trembled. I dumped my load into her pussy. I filled her up with cum. It was just a wonderful rush to fill her with cum.

“Master!” she whimpered.

“That’s right!” I groaned, dumping my load into her pussy. “Fuck, that’s good!”

“So good, Master!”

I filled her up with more and more blasts of cum. I loved her pussy suckling at my dick. She felt amazing around my dick. She suckled at me. I spurted all that I had into her cunt. I was so glad to flood her with my spunk.

“Shit!” I grunted, firing the last of my cum into her pussy. “That’s so good. Damn, I love it!”

I ripped out of her cunt, cum spilling out of her. I smiled at my sex slaves. They were all so eager to have more fun. Why not let them? I was a generous man. I wanted my slaves to have pleasure because that meant I had pleasure, too.

Thinking about who should lick her clean, I glanced down at her pussy dripping in my incestuous seed. I could not wait to breed her, too. I wanted to knock up my sex slaves, just not all at once. They had to be spaced out.

This was a good place to start.

“Angela, lick her pussy clean,” I said. “Then untie the slut. Mrs. Henyard, I want to use that Black ass.”

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Missy Taylor – Day One Hundred and Sixty-Two

My husband, George, dropped me off at Orlando International to catch my flight.

I was giddy with excitement as I took my suitcase up to the check-in counter. I had flown before, but this felt extra special. I wore a very short skirt and thigh-high stockings with heels. My blouse was low-cut and hugged my breasts. No bra or panties, like he wanted.

“Hello,” the woman at the counter said. It was four in the morning, but she looked energetic. I was riding on the adrenaline of coming. I had little sleep. I would probably crash after being used on the plane. I had a six-hour and twenty-minute flight. I would land in SeaTac at about 9:30 AM their time, which was insane since my plane took off at 6:10 AM here. Time zones messed with me.

“Hi,” I said. “I’m going to be used by him.”

The woman’s eyes widened. “You are. Wow. I would love to be used by him. You’re so lucky.”

“I know,” I said. “I’m not wearing any panties. I’ve never done that, but he’s using me.”

“Of course,” she said. “Just put your suitcase up here. We’ll get you checked in and… You are traveling first class, so make sure you get in the priority line at TSA. They’ll get you through pretty quickly this time of the day.”

“Right,” I said, so giddy. “I can’t wait to reach him.”

She smiled and handed over the boarding pass she printed off. She put the tag on my luggage and threw it on the conveyor belt. I bought lingerie, new outfits, even a bikini. I mean, I had no idea how long I would be used. It was my husband’s idea.

“You should be ready for anything,” George told me last night.

I agreed. Who knew how he would want to use me. I spent nearly $2000 on it all.

Then I was off to TSA. I held my boarding pass and my passport—I needed that for the cruise, so I might as well use it—and reached the line. The person saw I was flying first class and let me through the priority line. I headed up to the line.

The TSA agent was a bored-looking guy with glasses.

“I’m being used by him,” I said as he looked up at me.

“That’s wonderful, miss,” he said, handing back my ID. “Just head up to the counter. Shoes in the bin. Take out any electronics bigger than a phone. Have nothing in your pockets. Remove any jewelry.”

I nodded and headed toward the checkpoint. I pulled my laptop in case I had a chance to get some work done. I set my phone beside it. Took off my earrings and rings. I passed through the body scanner and was out on the other side. I grabbed my purse and laptop bag.

I was so excited as I headed to my gate. I sat. I had nearly two hours before my flight, so I chatted. I told everyone that I was being used. They were all so happy for me. So supportive. I prayed and thanked God for this chance and for flying me safely to Seattle to be used by him.

“We have a special passenger,” said the woman up front. “She’s flying to Seattle to be used by him. Will Missy Taylor come forward to board first?”

I squealed in delight and darted up, my boarding pass in hand.

“Good luck,” the pretty gate agent said when she took my boarding pass and put it through the machine. “I wish I were being used.”

“Thanks,” I said and headed down the jetway as the other passengers were being called.

I had a 1A as my seat. It was first class. My own little private pod. I could recline my seat back into a bed. That was fascinating. I squirmed there as a gorgeous woman with caramel skin and a mini-afro came up. She wore a cute little blue blazer over her light-blue blouse with a red tie. She had on an elegant skirt and dark pantyhose.

“Welcome aboard, Miss Taylor,” she said.

“Mrs. Taylor,” I told her. “I’m being used.”

“I know,” she said. “Champagne or sparkling cider?”

“Sparkling cider,” I said. I wasn’t a drinker. “Um, he wants to use you, too.”

Her eyes widened. “Really?”

I nodded. “Um, after you finish the meal service, he wants you to come and eat my pussy out. Then he’ll use me by having me eat your pussy out.”

“Wonderful,” she said. “After the meal service. Now, if you need anything else, Mrs. Taylor, let me know. I am looking forward to being used with you.”

“ME, too,” I said. “I’ve never eaten out a woman.”

“Oh, I have some experience,” she said and straightened as other passengers were boarding. “Just push the button if you need anything else.”

I nodded as she went and greeted other passengers. Then she dropped off the sparkling cider. She was so elegant. This was all so fancy. I sipped at the sparkling champagne. She came back and asked which meal I wanted. It was breakfast, so I went with the quiche and the oatmeal.

I sipped the sparkling cider, bouncing in my seat. Soon, the plane was pushing back from the gate. It taxied. Every moment brought me closer to him. The engines revved when we were on the runway. I grinned from ear to ear as we launched into the air.

My stomach dropped as we soared off to SeaTac.

I put the flight tracker on the entertainment system and just stared out my window. I watched the ground below. The plane leveled off. Meal service started. I enjoyed my quiche. The stewardess cleaned up the cabin while I worked on an orange juice.

Then Tanisha came back. She smiled at me, with a glow in her eyes. She was clearly ready to do naughty things with me, and I was so eager to return the delights to her. She dropped to her knees before me.

I groaned as she pushed my thighs apart.

“Mmm, it’s fun being used,” she said, sliding her hands up beneath my skirt. Having a woman touch my bare legs was exciting. I had only been with my husband. We married while attending Southern Baptist University. He was my one and only, but…

I was being used, so this wasn’t adultery or homosexuality.

“No panties,” she purred.

“His orders,” I groaned as she pressed her face between my thighs. I groaned as her mini-afro tickled my inner thighs. “Oh, oh, that’s so nice.” Her lips kissed my cunt. “Tanisha!”

I couldn’t help but squeal. She felt so different from my husband. He had eaten me out last night, and I had paid attention to be ready to return the favor to this woman. Her tongue stroked through my pussy lips.

I groaned, loving every second of this. She fluttered up and down my slit. Her tongue brushed my clit. It felt so good. I was so happy right now. My back arched, my boobs jiggling. She plunged her tongue into my snatch.

“Oh, wow, Tanisha!” I groaned, the cabin lights turning down. “That’s so good!”

She purred into my cunt and feasted on me. I was so glad this pod had space for her to kneel down before me. I gripped the hand rests as she stroked her tongue around in my snatch. She drove me wild. It was just a glorious thing.

Her tongue stroked up to my clit. She licked at my pussy. It was so good to have her stroking her tongue up and down my slit. I squeezed my thighs around her head, whimpering. The afro was so ticklish. It was great.

I was so happy right now.

“Oh, oh, that’s amazing,” I gasped. “Tanisha! You’re so good! Ooh, ooh, your lips feel so soft and luxurious on my pussy. Ooh, this is amazing!”

Tremors went through the plane. Some turbulence, but it was nothing to the way I was squirming and cooing as she ate me out. She licked at me with such passion. It was so good to have her stroking through my pussy folds. She devoured my cunt with all that she had.

It was a beautiful thing to have her licking at me like this. I was so happy. I was thrilled to be devoured by her. I was going to cum on her. Just drown her with so much passion. She licked her tongue through my petals.

I groaned, savoring that wonderful delight. She danced her tongue around in my snatch. It felt so good to have her licking around in me. My eyes rolled back into my head. I savored every wonderful second of her feasting on me. She lapped at me with that glorious tongue.

I gasped, the pleasure building and building in me. I would have such a huge climax. I wanted to cum on her. I wanted to drown her. I groaned as I suckled on my bud. Her lips were so soft. I shook my head, my braless boobs jiggling in my blouse.

“That’s it!” I moaned. “That’s so good. You’re driving me wild. Oh, oh, I love it!”

She licked at my cunt with so much passion. She stroked her tongue around my bud.

“You’re going to make me cum!” I gasped.

“That’s the point,” she cooed.

It was. It truly was the point. I was so glad that she understood that. She stroked her tongue around my bud. She made me shiver in delight. This was so good. I rose and rose toward my climax. My face contorted with delight.

She fluttered her tongue around my bud. I groaned, not hiding my passion. I was being used. Anyone could see me. Her mini-afro tickled my inner thighs. Her lips nibbled on my bud. That was so good.

“Yes!” I squealed.

I climaxed.

My pussy convulsed, the juices gushing out of me. It was just such a wonderful rush. I gasped out in delight, so thrilled to be drowning in rapture. The stewardess moaned, licking my cunt with hunger. She stroked her tongue through my folds.

She licked at me with all that she had. It was a beautiful thing. I was so happy right now. So thrilled that she devoured my cunt. She licked up and down my slit. It was a beautiful moment. I gasped out in delight.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I groaned, my orgasm peaking in me. “Oh, Tanisha!”

“Mmm, Mrs. Taylor!” she moaned and licked me again. “Mmm, are you ready to eat me out? To be used by him!”

“So ready!” I moaned. “Thank you, God, for letting me be used by him.”

“Amen,” cooed the stewardess as she pulled her face from between my thighs. She rose and stepped into the aisle. Hiking her skirt, she purred, “Come here and eat me out.”

I slipped from my seat, licking my lips. I was so ready for this. The foxy stewardess lifted her skirt to show her pantyhose and the red thong she wore beneath. She had a shaved pussy. How interesting. I had never done that.

I slid my hands up her stocking-clad thighs. I loved the feel of the nylons beneath my fingers. I climbed higher and higher until I reached the waistband. I rolled the pantyhose off her hip. She shuddered as I worked that delicate fabric past her panties and down her thighs.

I used care to not give her any runs.

I smelled my tart pussy along with a spicy musk. That must be her.

I left the pantyhose down around her ankles and hooked the slender fabric of her thong. My finger rubbed into her shaved pussy lips. I pulled the cloth to the side to expose her caramel vulva and her pink inner depths.

I moaned and buried my face into her spicy snatch. I licked at her. She shuddered as I feasted on her. I had never tasted anything like her pussy. It was so good to be used like this. I felt other passengers watching us.

That was fine. They needed to see that I was being faithful to him.

He wanted to use me, and I was being used.

I licked and lapped at her pussy. I stroked through her cuntlips. I loved every second of this. She groaned, her back arching. My tongue fluttered through her folds. It was so much fun to feast on her. Juices dripped down my chin.

I enjoyed the feel of them of her cream as I lapped at her. I fluttered up and down her. She gasped out in delight. I knew she would have a huge climax. I could not wait for her to drown me. Her head tossed.

“You’re so yummy,” I moaned.

“Mmm, and you’re not bad,” she said. “Your first time eating pussy?”

“My husband gave me pointers last night,” I groaned. “I know what I like, so…”

I buried my tongue into her spicy snatch.

“Mmm, I do like that,” she groaned.

I was so happy to hear that.

I stirred my tongue around in her snatch. She groaned as I did that. Her pussy clamped down on me. It was just a wonderful treat. Her cream dripped over my chin. I was so happy to feel that. I couldn’t believe how much I loved to do this.

It was just such a fantastic thing to do this. I was being permitted to love her cunt by him. I would never do this, but I was being used. She had such a delicious pussy. The flavor was so exquisite. I loved the feel of her cuntlips on my mouth.

“Oh, I love that!” she moaned.

“Good,” I cooed. “How about this!”
I gripped her rump and fucked my tongue in and out of her cunt.

“That’s amazing!” she moaned.

I was so glad to hear that. I danced my tongue around in her pussy. Cream spilled down my chin. I loved the way she ground on me. It was just so good. She arched her back, her uniform rustling as I devoured her.

I craved to drown in her pussy cream. I hungered to make her cum. She had given me such a wonderful climax. It was so much fun being used by him. My tongue wiggled as deep into her silky snatch as I could reach.

I wanted to give her so much pleasure.

“Yes, yes, Mrs. Taylor,” she groaned. “Being used is amazing!”

“It is!” I squealed into her pussy. “Oh, oh, I want you to cum! Drown me!”

“I will,” she purred and winked down at me. Such a foxy woman.

I fluttered my tongue through her folds to her clit. I licked at her bud. She gasped as I stroked over her it. I wanted to make her cum. My fingers dug into her rump. She trembled, her hand gripping the back of my head.

“Ooh, that’s perfect, Mrs. Taylor!” she whimpered as I suckled on her clit.

“Just drown me,” I moaned, gripping her rump.

Tanisha winked down at me as I licked at her pussy. It was just so wonderful. I stroked my tongue around her bud. I loved drumming against her bud. She threw back her head, her uniform rustling. Her fingers bit into the back of my head.

“Mrs. Taylor!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, Mrs. Taylor! That’s it! That’s so good!”

Her sweet juices gushed out of her cunt. I licked through her petals. I enjoyed this moment. She quivered through so much passion. It was so much fun to feast on her. I fluttered my tongue through her petals as she trembled.

She drowned me with all that passion.

It was incredible.

“You’re doing so amazing!” she moaned.

I was so happy to hear that.

I licked through her petals. My tongue stroked through her folds as she groaned, squirming on me. Her pussy smeared across my face. I loved feasting on her cunt. I loved that I made her cum. And most of all, I loved that he was using us.

“Yes,” she whimpered. “Mrs. Taylor, wow!”

I pulled my face from her pussy and smiled at her. “Mmm, that was fun being used together.”

“Wasn’t it?” she asked, beaming from ear to ear.

I nodded and rose to my feet. She adjusted her thong before she bent over to pull up her pantyhose. I moved back to my seat, licking my lips. That was just so good. I sank down into it. I leaned it back, feeling the lack of sleep and the bliss from my orgasm lulling me down.

I lay stretched out and put the complimentary pillow behind me. I pulled the blanket over me. I licked my lips, loving that lingering sweetness, and sank off into dreams. I could not wait to arrive in SeaTac and be used by him.

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Tony Carter

I decided to take the limo to pick up Mrs. Missy Taylor.

I rode in the back with bitch. I had Mrs. Tlaib driving. I enjoyed giving her this reward. Her flight was scheduled to land on time. She would have to get her luggage, so I added twenty minutes to when she would be ready to go.

I had my cop escorting us. I was eager to use this woman. It would be so much fun.

“Bitch,” I said. “I need to give you your daily load of cum.”

My naked, big sister smiled at me. “Yes, Master, you do have to breed me.”

To be continued…

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