It was finally my turn.

That tiny pecker I chose in the auction was all mine for a day.  I couldn’t wait.

I had him meet me at a hotel, and from the moment he showed up at the door until the minute he walked out, I didn’t allow him one stitch of clothing.  If he covered his teeny peenie for any reason, I gave him a good, hard smack with a ruler I had brought along.

I made him service me completely, but just with his mouth and hands … I told im that penis didn’t deserve to touch me.  He had to lick my pussy, then my ass, and the whole time I was telling him how lucky he was to have a real woman to play with, because his little twig didn’t belong on an adult.

Once I caught him trying to jack himself off while he was tongue-fucking my asshole.  I stopped him right there and whacked his knuckes for being in the wrong place … I wanted his hand to be masturbating me.  I made him stand next to the window facing the door when room service arrived, and warned him that he would get extra spankings if he tried covering up that tiny dick.  It pleased me to see the maid smile as she glanced at him while setting up the meal.  Of course the meal was specifically chosen as well … baby carrots, little gherkin pickles and celery stems.

Finally, fifteen minutes before it was time to go, I allowed him to masturbate for me.  Even while he plucked at that little growth of a cock, I made fun of him.  He got it as stiff as possible, growing to maybe three and a half inches, before popping off his load.  I couldn’t believe what I saw - his jizz shot the whole way across the room and was still coming out when the first glob hit the curtains.  There was still cum seeping out when it was time to get dresssed and get out.  Poor little pecker didn’t even have time to clean up properly.

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Don’t you hate it when you go in to buy a case of beer , and you’re just a couple of dollars short? Well, that happened to me not too long ago, and I really hated it. I was trying to talk the clerk into letting me slide just this once saying all sorts of stuff, and I guess at one point I said something like “what, you want me to come over there and give you a blowjob?” because his face suddenly lit up and he said “yep, that would do it”. Well, I quipped back that the blowjob would go alot better if I could wet my whistle with one of those beers. He broke open the case himself and popped the top off the first can he grabbed. I crawled behind the counter, sucked down half the beer while he was fishing his little pecker out of his pants. I started sucking him like there was no tomorrow, swishing the beer around his cock. While working his joystick, I heard another customer come up, and made sure I flicked my tongue an extra lot while he was trying to read out their total. He finally came in a shuddering spasm. I washed my mouth out with the rest of the beer, stood up grinning, grabbed my beer and left.

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I just spent the morning with a pathetic, useless little tiny cock attached to the biggest loser you can ever imagine.  He is old. He is fat.  He isn’t anything at all interesting to look at.  I can see why his wife wants to get rid of him and every girlfriend he’s ever had has laughed him out of bed.   He isn’t good for a damned thing excepteating me out for hours at my command.  Trust me, he knows how pointless and inept he is at pleasing anyone with his little shrimpdick.  But that tongue can do wonders!  It only makes sense, when you have so much going against you in life, you’d better figure out at least one way to make yourself useful in this world.  So, right now he’s useful for worshipping my pussy… As troll ugly as he is, it seems like I can never ever  get enough.  He licks and sucks and slurps up every drop of my cum and begs for more.  He finds my G-spot and makes me squirt almost every time. Of course I have to make sure not to look at him while he ’s going down or I might start laughing or throw up.  I can’t put my finger on it, but there is something so lame and wormy about the looks of him, it makes you want to smack him.  Maybe it’s big bug eyes.  Or the tinygrey little balding pinhead much too small for his rolypoly body.  Sometimes I get so disgusted with him Igrab him by the back of his hair and force his face into my clit until he nearly smothers.  To hear him gasp for breath … HILARIOUS.  What a little worm.  I’m sure he’s back at home with the Wifey and his 4 little fucktrophies by now.. fucking up their whole day with his mealy mouthed whining and bumbling.  But at least he can hit the pillow tonight remembering how my cum squirted up his nose and he gagged and choked and kept licking and sucking me anyway.. and he can be proud that he did that right, if nothing else today.

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I was so bored last Saturday night, I figured I’d stop into a nearby sports bar and grab a bite to eat. Well, buffalo wings are alot better with beer, so I had a beer to wash them down with.
Next thing I know, I had a strong urge to go pee. I headed to the ladies’ room only to find this place had only one unisex bathroom, and it was closed. I settled up, and headed out to the parking lot … but my blader refused to be ignored. I figured that under cover of darkness, I could get away with ducking behind my car, soooo.. after a glance around, I took a quick squat.
I closed my eyes as wave after wave of golden liquid relief escaped. My eyes flew open, though, when I felt a rush of hot liquid hitting my face. There in front of me was one of the patrons I remembered from the bar, definitely drunk, peeing right on top of me … my hair, my face, my blouse … all covered in his golden stream. I had found a place so dark that he had chosen to use it as well.
For some reson this turned me on, and as his last drops came out, I made my move … I came foreward enough to start licking on his exposed cock. After his initial shock of the situation, he decided this was a good thing and stood in place enjoying the blow job. There I was … covered in pee, sucking off a stranger in a parking lot. What a turn-on.
When he was done, I hopped in my car and headed home. No words were ever exchanged, and he never even got a good look at my face.

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Well, I apologize that I’m a little slow on this entry because my husband got kind of jealous. Apparently he and his swinger match-up didn’t get along, so he came back early enough to catch my match-up fucking me on the dining room table. Instead of coming on inside and putting a stop to things, my husband sat outside the window watching while my match-up fucked me in the ass and used me all of other ways.
Once husband DID show up (afer the match-up left), he acted totally pissed and used me as a sex slave for a few days. He would make me pee into a little paper cup while standing up, the whole time he would be pinching and twisting on my nipples.
Anyway, he finally released me last night, so I got a bit of rest before writing this.

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My husband Gary started hosting poker parties once a week. He would invite home people from work … friends, clients … whoever struck his fancy.
While he and the boys played cards, I would serve the chips and drinks, the whole time wearing a very short nightie and heels. Usually, me being dressed like that would be enough to distract the guys, and Gary would walk away the big winner for the night.
One particular night, though, this one nerdy dude just couldn’t lose. He’d draw a straight flush while his oversized glasses were falling off his nose staring at me.
As Gary’s luck went sour, the rules started changing. When Nerdy Dude would win, he could either take the pot or get a lapdance from yours truly. Of course, he’d take the dance.
Well, the other two guys weren’t just going to sit and watch, so they had to get involved. Next thing I knew, I was naked, with my belly on the cold poke-her table. Nerdy Dude was banging me from the back. I was jacking one guy, sucking my husband’s dick while the fourth masturbated. Give me a call if you want to hear the whole story.

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Kevin and I have been seeing each other for about 1 ½ years. We are so sexually compatible it’s crazy sometimes. Kevin is married (so am I) and you might say we have an unusual situation. You see, Kevin loves and gets off on cuckoldry.

He fucks me very, very well. Keeps me very happy. But what rocks his world, is that I will fuck other men for him, and he is always present. Kevin’s wife on the other hand, fucks other men behind his back. She is being dishonest and cheating, denying him the pleasure of her actions. Early on I asked Kevin why he didn’t confront her about it. He answered “Because I’m afraid she would stop. On the one hand it pisses me off and the other… it gets me off”.

When Kevin first suspected his wife was cheating, he decided to set her up. He asked one of his best friends Bob, to try to seduce her, and if she went for it, to go ahead and fuck her. Well, she went for it alright. Bob reported back to Kevin that he had just fucked the shit out of his wife. Kevin instantly got hard. He insisted that Bob tell him every detail. He told Bob he could fuck his wife anytime he wanted to, as long as he was honest with him and told him everything afterwards.

Meanwhile, Kevin and I were having a great time. Kevin would lick and suck my pussy while I talked out loud about how some other man was licking and sucking on his wife’s pussy probably at this very moment. I’d say “Kevin, I’ll fuck anyone you want me to, but I want YOU there, kissing me while he’s fucking me. I want YOU to hold my hair back so I can suck his cock. I want YOU holding my ankles up during a hard, deep fucking. I want YOU to lick my pussy clean after every fuck.” He answered “Oh my fucking god Mona, do you have any idea how much that would get me off? You can fuck as many men as you want, whenever you want. I’ll find them for you if you want. I don’t need to ever fuck another woman… just seeing you cum over and over, and you’d be doing it for me… fuck Mona….” Then he pushed my knees back and slammed my pussy over and over again as he rammed his brick hard cock deep into my pussy. My pussy juice was spraying out all around his cock.

After that, we started acting on our erotic adventures more and more.

I’ll never forget the first one.

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