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Hello Achat. Been a while. Has anything changed? 
Well here is a little diddy to drop off for old times sake.


Jon never joins in. He never even speaks. He always sits quietly in the corner of the room, watching. He wants to be there. He wants to see. Sometimes I see him with his cock out, but even that is a rarity. Usually he strokes it through his pants, edging the whole time. It’s as if he wants to be a fly on the wall and for us to forget he is even there.

It’s a hotel room, dimly lit. We never do this at our home. I would never take another man to our bed. Ryan is our regular bull. He was tall and dirty blonde with a thick cock that bent to the right just a little. He held me in his arms, kissing me passionately as he groped my fleshy ass. I had worn a dress but no panties or bra. My hands had unbuttoned his shirt and now roamed that hairy chest.

I guess Ryan was hard enough and decided to dispense with any more romance. I was pushed forcibly to my knees and grabbed by the hair as he unbuckled his pants. I reached up to help and pulled his eight inch cock out into my view. He still held my head and now with dick in hand, he rubbed it over my face, slid it across my eyes, down my nose and over my lips. I opened up wide to lick it and tasted the head. I looked up and saw his smile as I began to worship his bent cock. Kissing its engorged head and then licking down the underside, maintaining eye contact before coming back up it and taking it fully into my mouth.

I could see Jon just past Ryan’s right thigh. I locked eyes with him now as I engulfed that fat dick, letting my face slide closer to that thick thatched groin. Reaching up around his muscled ass, as my other hand held the base. I took it down to that point. The head just nudging at my throat. I worked it back and forth between my red glossed lips. Ryan wasn’t fully hard, but he was sooo getting there, the curve in his dick more pronounced. My blonde bull bent over and tugged my dress over my head, leaving me naked and squatting in front of him. He pushed me back on his rod and then reached down to my hanging tit, palming the flesh and then squeezing.

Yes, I’m older so they do hang, and after 3 kids they fill a D cup easy. But my bulls seem to love those titties. Love to suck and torment them too. I don’t mind it at the right time. Ryan motions me up and gropes my thick body again before turning me around and bending me over the bed. His cock is HARD, but he bends down to give my slot a lick. From bottom to top he runs his tongue up my grove, slobbering over my lips and wetting my puffy slit. I can duck my head under my shoulder and see my husband still watching. His eyes aren’t on mine, but on my pussy, all wet and ready to be speared.

I feel the head. He glides it up and down where his mouth had just been. Slick with my spit and now some of his, Ryan nudges at my door, pressing his thick knob into my vulva. I stop looking at Jon and put my face into the mattress, gripping the sheets as Ryan sinks into my hot pussy. My thighs are mashed to the side of the bed as he puts his weight into me, pinning me there as he gets in every inch. I moan aloud but muffled by the bedding. That cock has filled me. Pushed deep into my sexual core. I wiggle my ass just a little to let him know it’s welcome.

Ryan starts pumping slowly. Pulling that rod in and out my pussy lips, dragging them along. He sinks it to the hilt every time. Gripping just at my hips he is plowing in earnest, driving into my hole, making me grunt as he rams me to the bed. A steady pace meant for his pleasure, but unlike Jon, Ryan can keep this up. Moving full strokes in and out with a good rhythm. Jon would cum before I even got close. But this was my Bull, stroking my puss and getting every nerve lit. I twisted hard left to see my hubby rubbing along his pants. When he finally looked at me instead of the fucking, I moaned out loud with half closed eyes. Jon had to stop or I knew he would have cum.

I was moaning and grunting out loud as I tried to push my ass back. It was getting good and that cock was hitting that spot. I got my ass slapped and then Ryan’s strong hands just rolled me over. I looked up at him as he pushed my knees to each side of my tits and sank right back into my drenched pussy. His hands on either side, holding me down as he bucked. I had a clear view of Jon who was fidgeting so bad in the chair. I knew he wanted to cum, but he wanted to hold it too. His left hand going up and down his thigh instead of over his hard dick.

The room was filled with the sound of bodies slapping, as I got rode hard. The bed giving way and then shoving me back up again on Ryan’s up stroke. My breath was short and my song was whimpers as my climax was coming oh so near. Ryan wouldn’t stop, even if he came he would give me the “O”. Bulls have egos and won’t let you down. I threw my head back…

“OH MY GOD!” and my pussy flooded. Ryan’s cock was plunging into pure liquid now. Even as my walls gripped him, I was soaked and his dick seemed to go faster with all the lube. He dropped down as if to cover me, but then he arched his back with his own roar. He was cumming into my married pussy. His dick slammed in one last time and he dumped a load deep inside me. I could feel it jet into my back wall as I wailed out my own cumming, my thighs shaking like a leaf and my cunt jerking upward. My walls milking him all on their own.

Slowly he got off of me. Juice trailing like a bridge between our sexes. Ryan walked away into the bathroom. Up on my elbows I looked at Jon, his pants tented higher than I had ever seen. I crooked my finger in a “Come here” gesture. “Come take it back.” I said with a grin. Jon rushed up from his chair. Dropped his pants as he got to me and sported out a dick pointing straight for the wall. It wasn’t as big as Ryan’s but it was red and hard and near bursting. I couldn’t help giggle at his enthusiasm as he climbed up the bed as I scooted further on. He kissed my belly and up to my tits, covering me with passion and showing me his hunger. With his pants still around his ankles, Jon shoved that dick into me, deep and hard he plunged into my wetness.
I cooed and smiled up at him as he refilled my emptiness. My legs lazily locked behind his to try and slow down his pace.

Jon and I stared at each other as he stirred around another man’s cum inside me. He was on his elbows but his hands gripped my matronly tits. I could feel his hips buck between my legs. I heard the wet squelch sound as he pushed some of Ryan’s cum from my pussy.

“I can’t hold it!” He sounded apologetic, but I was surprised he lasted this long.

“Cum, baby. Cum.” I whispered permission and released my legs from around him.
He bucked hard and started ejaculating immediately. His cock twitching like mad inside me. Still fucking he pumped a load built up since the evening started. Edging and stopping, edging and stopping. Jon filled me until the juices flowed down my ass crack and onto the bed. To my shock and pleasant surprise my hubby wasn’t done. He was still hard, still sturdy enough to keep fucking his wife’s pussy. I opened wide and wrapped my arms lazily around his neck and let him ride me, a wide smile on my face as he kept moving back and forth on my body. That cock still hard slipping in and out of me. Eventually he rolled us to our sides and I cocked my leg up for him and it became more of a cuddle than a fuck as we entwined ourselves around each other. Jon was still going at it when Ryan came out showered and ready to leave.

“Well, look at you two.” He gave a small smile. “It was great. Give me a call.” And he turned and left our hotel room. Leaving us slowly rutting and kissing and petting. I kissed Jon’s nose as I felt him slow.

“I think I’m numb.” He asked more than stated.

I gripped him tight with that leg hooked over him. “Then stop, baby.” settling in closer as he lay still. Our sweaty bodies stuck together. “I love you.”  I felt reclaimed by the man I love, as we drifted off to sleep.

Great little diddy.

Same couple, different Bull

I knelt between his legs as he sat on the couch. He had dropped his pants and a fat dark cock lay across his thigh. It was ten inches at least. I took it in my right hand and gave it a lick up its side then licked down its other one till I found his base again. My left hand cradled full, big balls. I looked up to this new lover and mouthed the head of his monster cock. Then I felt fingers spread my cooze from behind and I felt Jon’s tongue across my nether lips.

This was new, it was broad daylight, and my hubby wasn’t just watching. I felt my ass pushed apart as he dove into my pussy from behind with his tongue. I took Rashaun all the way to my throat, but not in it. I was never good at that. I made up for it I think in enthusiasm. Humming along his cock and letting my spittle ooze down it. My hand stroked his wet base as my tongue bathed his puffy brown cock head. I had never had a dick this big, this thick but not this long. I looked The black bull in the eyes as I worked his dick in and out my mouth. Getting it sloppy wet and dripping down my chin and down on his balls.

Big dark hands reached down to my hanging tits, mashing and pulling on my white flesh, squeezing my utters in his big mitts. I moved them up into his lap. Rashaun pulled my nipples and then rubbed them, giving me pain and then pleasure. All the while Jon has been leaping at my cunt, making it as sloppy wet as Rashaun’s genitals.

I stopped sucking and with a smile, asked, “You want to taste ‘em?”

“Oh yeah, baby” He patted his lap and smiled. “Get on up here.”

Getting off my knees I climbed my thick naked body aboard, straddling his lap and that nearly erect cock. Jon backed away I guess and I lifted my ample tits to Rashaun’s waiting lips. Eagerly he cradled them in his own strong hands and brought a nipple to his hungry mouth. Mmm, he sucked so sweetly, strong but not hard. Pulling in the nipple and as much of the areola as he could. I reached down for that cock and stroked it next to my thick warm bush. I felt it grow even harder and I swear just a bit thicker. I let Rashaun feed and slowly lifted myself up in his lap. With my own hand I ran that thick cock head along my lips. It was ready and so was I, both of us wet and wanting it.

I slowly let my weight down. A grin came over my face as I felt it slip into my sex canal. It stretched me, and felt sooo good. I looked into his eyes as I let him fill me and suckle at the same time. Spreading my knees wider so I could drop further down. I took most of it and settled just on his lap. Slowly I started rocking my hips, back and forth, moving his thick dark cock just inches, taking a nice slow ride and cradling his head. He fed on my tits, pulling them with suction. I glanced back as best I could and caught Jon in the corner of my eye sitting on the floor.

Rashaun reached for my ass and gripped it as he moved us closer to the edge of the couch. He roughly pulled my cheeks apart. Rubbed them and then gave one a smack. I really liked that and moaned my response. He gripped that hot flesh and then letting go my tit with his mouth he kissed me hard and dropped us ninety degrees to the carpeted floor. His whole cock drove into me now. My eyes went wide, but all I could do was groan into his mouth. My legs in the air and both his hands under my ass. The black man was in charge of the fucking now. I felt it drive deep into my juicy slot and then pull back in a nice steady rhythm. Now I could see Jon, on the floor and just to my left. He was staring down my tits and my belly and could probably see the hot thick cock working into me.

We broke the kiss and I was giving low moans. It was the up strokes that were getting me, pulling my walls with it and my lips. I would breath in on the down stroke and then let out deep cries as he pulled it nearly out. And I swear that cock head was rubbing my nubby spot just right as it came to the edge of my entrance. I dropped my heels on Rashaun’s back and moved my hands over his strong taut shoulders. That thick cock pushed deep into my being and then he would pull it nearly out. Kissing my lips and my neck, whispering how sweet my pussy was straight into my ear. I had to answer back.

“Your cock- your cock is ruling me. Owning me.” I whispered for him alone.

“Right now, this is MY sweet pussy.” He glanced at Jon, but didn’t say anything. Rashaun pulled out and stopped. “Say it, woman. Say it louder.” he had a shit eating grin.

I didn’t think about it but obeyed, “This is your sweet pussy. Fuck this pussy.” needful lust coming through on each word.

And he shoved down, practically ramming the air from me and moving my ass an inch up the rug. My moans were now mixed with grunts as he plowed me now, fucking into me harder. My tits jiggled back and forth below him with hard dark red nipples centered in my two inch areolas. I rubbed my fingers across his nipples as he rode, filling the room with guttural sounds of lust. His head so near, I stretched up and kissed him again. We shared breath as he filled me with dick. Soon Rashaun pulled out and sat back on his heels. Slapping my thigh lightly.

“Roll over. Hands and knees, mama.”

I rolled over and with my elbows on the carpet, my ass was up and ready. No ceremony, Rashaun just shoved that dick right back in, “Aahhh” I grunted as he gripped my hips and shoved deep. I had face to face contact now with Jon. He sat on the floor with his legs out and his cock tenting his pants. My big tits swayed back and forth as I took black cock. Rashaun was pulling me on and off  his dick, bucking his hips too, so that we slapped together. I dropped my head and gave a deep animal groan. Then I looked up to my husband, my mouth open and my eyes glazed. “Fuck me, FUCK ME.”  and stretching out my arms I dropped my face fully to the floor.

Those fingers dug into my flesh as the black man drove hard into my married pussy. Slamming my wet cunt with that thick chocolate tool. I rolled my head to the side as my thighs began to quake. My pussy was clenching and I was going to cum so hard. My lungs were panting as I felt the wave approaching. Once it triggered, I came again and again. My ass and legs jiggled, even if Rashaun would have stopped they would have been shaking. He kept fucking though, kept fucking till he flooded me with jizz. I lay there, an incoherent sloppy cum filled mess, dripping on his rug. I felt him wipe it up and down my ass crack, just for good measure. If he wanted to take my butthole right then, I wouldn’t have stopped him.

When we finally left, Jon’s cock was still tenting his pants. I don't think he ever stroked it, but I might be wrong. I reached over and ran my hand over it. It was like its own little mountain. It was Sunday and still light out, but I reached for his fly and zipped it down.

“What are you doing?” My husband glanced at me as he drove.

I had a sultry smile on my lips and a twinkle in my eye. “Take it out. Let me take care of it.”
He thought about it for a bit, but finally looking around nervously, he undid his belt and pants clasp and pushed his dick out over his underwear. My husband isn’t big, and being bent over in a car seat didn’t help. But it stood right up and proud. I unbuckled my seat belt and dropped my face into his lap. I licked the head and felt it almost jump. “Mmm, I bet you won’t last long.” I said teasingly. “You got so horny, didn’t you, baby?.” . Was I talking to Jon or his dick? Maybe both.

I put it in my mouth. It jerked again and got harder. Bending my head on the upswing, I pushed my tongue into the side of his flesh. Moving up and down on his pecker, I took him all the way to the underwear, getting all of him in my mouth. Sucking my cheeks in and holding my lips tight on his foreskin. I slurped just so he could hear it as I went up and down. No hands were involved like on my bulls, just mouth and dick as I tickled his head when I came all the way up. I pumped him once, twice, all the way up to six, thinking he was going to spurt just from that. I concentrated just on the head, taking it in and out really quickly, feeling it get so rock hard if not any bigger. Finally I spoke, “Your wife was a whore for that black cock.” and then I took him back inside and all the way down. I guess that got him remembering it all and with just a few more strokes he was spurting in my mouth. I couldn’t see his bodily reaction, but his thighs got tense and his load shot to the back of my mouth. I swallowed it all and kept sucking his pecker until the last bits came out his already shrinking head.

Getting back up I reached over and stroked my husband’s cheek. “I love you, baby.”

He took my hand and kissed the palm and the back. “I love you.” He looked over with sincere eyes.

Thee are tremendous stories and I'm absolutely loving this couple's escapades
Thanks for posting them in Achat & Please write lots more.

Very uplifting stories and chapters. 
I'm glad you are back in good writing form.
More, more and more of the same please.

I echo Vaughn's statements

I appreciate you sharing your stories, and the time and effort you put into your creativity and wordsmithing.

Your efforts make the forum a richer experience.

So...please...please keep the installments flowing.