I was applying the finishing touch ups of foundation to my face when my husband swooped in from behind me. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and chest. I smiled, setting down the fluffy applicator and leaned back into him with a contented sigh. His arms enveloped my tiny body, disappearing my ample tits from view in an instant. I reached up to wrap my fingers around them.
“You look amazing, honey,” my husband told me. He had a knowing look in his eye tinged with excitement. He knew what I was preparing for.
“Don’t sound so surprised,” I joked back. I squirmed on the chair. My ass was sore from how hard he had fucked me the night before.
“The only thing I’m surprised by every day is how much cock you can take,” he whispered into my ear while his hands wandered. I was wearing a slinky pink lingerie set, just a lacey tank and matching underwear. A shiver ran through me, but I managed to shake his arms off me.
“Babe, you know that I’m about to log on,” I said.
“Which I am in full support of,” he told me while his hands drifted back, this time to my nipples. “It just makes me so fucking horny for you.” My breathing reverted to a hiss. I pushed him away again, and he chuckled. We always did this game before one of my chats, like a ritual.
“Ok, ok,” he said. “So sassy this morning. Last night you scratched me with those things and now this.” He was gesturing to my acrylics. I laughed.
“You love being scratched during sex!” I wagered.
“Whatever you say,” he fired back with a smirk as he left the room. I just shook my head before running my hands through hair, adding volume to the curls I had ironed into it after my shower. The dark curls shimmer along my skin all the way to my shoulders. I made my way to the edge of the bed and propped up the lap top.
Chaturbate was already in an open incognito window. I clicked it and followed a few links until it ran a test video for me. I looked like an Asian doll. Everyone always asked me if I was even old enough to be on chat. On the other end of the spectrum, there were people that asked if I wore face tape to looked the way I did.
I clicked yes when it asked me if I was ready to go live. While the video was loading, I reached to the side of the bed for some lube and one of my favorite toys, my long red nails shimmering with the screen’s reflection. It didn’t take long before the computer was alive with the satisfying sounds of people signing on to see me.
I had quite a few regulars to contend with as well as various newcomers since my ratings were so high. It made me feel like a star. Maybe one day I’d write a book about it and sign autographs in cum. A girl could dream.
My legs were spread wide for the camera lens and my toy was already in position, dipping into my luxurious tight pussy like a dove. I closed my eyes. The toy wasn’t even turned on yet, but a moan escaped my lips just the same. The chat was already going crazy and I didn’t have to look to know that at least a hundred viewers were already signed on.
There was a buzz that rivaled the sounds coming from the laptop as I flicked the toy on. Another moan wrestled from my dark lacquered lips. I spread my legs wider and let everyone see how deep and hard I could fuck myself. Another parade of chirps echoed through the room as I wrenched the silicone into my slit.
Euphoria skidded through me at lightspeed as I kicked the setting up a notch. My pussy welcomed the assault with delightful squelching noises. I smiled. Perfect. The toy was lubed up enough from my pussy to explore my favorite pleasure spot. There was a plop as the vibrating toy exited my pussy lips.
My legs lifted back and rested on my belly so my ass was raised nice and high for the lens. I looked around me knees to check that the shot was accurate before plunging the sleek pink toy into my ass. I wasn’t tentative with my asshole anymore. I always jumped right in. My face contorted with tainted gratification, strained and exhilarated all at once.
The noises coming from me were indescribable but they drove my fans crazy. Notifications were piling in as people liked and commented. I lost myself for a moment in the process. That’s when a different notification sounded from the laptop. I sat back up, getting into a straddle again so I could see the screen. While playing with myself, I clicked on the Cam2Cam invite that popped up.
“Mmm, you want me all to yourself blackplsrmonster22?” I said, lodging the toy deeper inside of me and punctuating every word. “But why should I leave all of my hungry fans?” There was a pause and the messenger window told me they were typing.
“Because I have a bbc that will make you cum all nite,” popped up on the screen.
“Ooh, really? Why don’t you show me?” I switched from the public video to a private online room with the user. Their camera came online and sure enough, a huge black cock filled the screen. I couldn’t even see all of it. I giggled with excitement.
“Mmm, you did have something to show me,” I said.
“I’d do more than that if you let me,” a voice informed me from the hazy darkness behind the godly dick on the screen.
“Would you fuck me in the ass until I came?” I asked.
“Until you were squirting in my friend’s mouths,” he told me, gripping his massive cock. The pressure of his grip made his knuckles white and his cock bulge.
“Ooh, you have friends?” I asked. My ass was aching but I wouldn’t let up. My ass was juicy and forthcoming, swallowing the toy again and again as I fantasized about the stranger’s enormous prick filling me with cum.
“Oh, yeah and they would be all over you,” he told me, his voice deep and sexy. “They’d fuck you for days if you let them.”
“Well, even a slut like me probably wouldn’t last for days,” I said. “But I might be interested in one night.” I could already tell that he wasn’t creepy like some of the other guys that requested private sessions.
“No way. My birthday is coming up this weekend,” he added.
“Ooh, really?”
“For real,” he replied. “My friends can vouch for me. I swear. You can even check my ID.” He was trying to assure me that he hadn’t made it up just so I would meet up with him. I giggled.
Before I knew it, we were scheduling a meet for the weekend. Neither of us stopped pleasuring ourselves, not until I saw a streak of milky cum flash to the side of the screen. He swore before laughing, telling me that he got some cum on his keyboard. I hardly heard him because I was flying on my own climax as I clawed at my clit and ravaged my ass simultaneously.
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My husband and I were ripe with excitement over the next couple days before the orgy. He asked me how many people I’d invited. I told him that the guy was going to bring his two best friends. The night of the orgy, I wore a red slip and a black thong. I wore stark scarlet lipstick and matching heels.
“You can’t just walk around the house like that and expect me not to do anything about it,” my husband told me. His hands were already hot and possessive on my waist.
“I suppose there’s no harm in starting the party early,” I said. “You are my husband after all.” I got on my knees and unzipped his jeans while he looked down at me with an unhinged bad boy smirk.
“Damn right,” he affirmed. His thick fingers stretched across my skull and brought my mouth down on his exposed 6 ½” cock.
Beads of pre-cum assimilated along my tongue as he asserted his will against the back of my throat. He could go as fast and hard as he wanted but I wouldn’t gag. That’s when there was a knock on the door. He thrust into my mouth a few more times before I managed to detach, breathless.
“I can’t keep our guests waiting,” I told him as I stood up on my heels. I was almost his height with their help. I made my way to the door. When I opened it, I had to look up to see my admirers. They towered above me and barely cleared the door jam.
The birthday boy from the cam session walked in first. He was the stockiest of his friends with muscular arms and enormous shoulders. His friends were buffer than my husband but scrawny in comparison. He told me his name was Tyler and his friends were Deshawn and Jamal.
Tyler was practically bald with a goatee. Deshawn had tight braids and Jamal had edgy natural curly hair cut into a neat mohawk on his head. I lead them to the bedroom while they chuckled and talked amongst each other behind me.
My husband introduced himself. He’d taken off his pants but kept his briefs on. The other guys commented on the fact that I’d already gotten started without them and what a busy slut I was. I lived for this kind of talk.
I helped Tyler out of his clothes first, stroking his brick-like features. He was the birthday boy after all. I went down on him while his friends and my husband watched, but they couldn’t resist me for long.
All of them offered their enormous cocks to me, except for my husband who sat on a chair in the corner, watching us and satisfying himself. My lipstick was a mess within seconds, smudging all over Tyler’s cock and then his friends. Tyler’s fingers pushed the thin straps of my silky top down my arms. I let it slip to the floor.
“Ughn, it really is my birthday,” he said, grabbing a handful of my tits as I sucked him off. I detached from him then which was a struggle since he was so far down my throat. I guided him to the bed, giving my husband a cocky smirk over my shoulder before I bent over the edge of the bed for my admirer.
I felt Tyler approach me from behind and smiled as his cock circled my entrance, smudging his precum along my pussy lips. He moved my legs wider apart and slapped one of my ass cheeks. I gasped with surprise and the thrill of it blasted through me. I loved the sting. His nails dug into my ass flesh then, wrenching it apart as he smacked into my pussy.
I yelled out as he filled me in thrust. He wasn’t going to take it easy on me, not even at first. That much was clear. It was because I was a slut. He knew I could take it and that it was exactly how I wanted it. I heard my husband groan from his perch behind us as Tyler sank into my experienced pussy.
I squeezed his erection with my inner muscles and Tyler smacked my ass again in what I could only interpret as enthused encouragement. I slapped back against him as one of his friends climbed onto the bed in front of me and clogged my throat with his thick cock. It was Deshawn. He held my head from the top, gripping my hair and hissing as he shoved his girth past my teeth and against my spongy tonsils.
Tyler backed out of me then and I moaned my complaints onto his best friend’s cock. Didn’t he want to cum inside of me. I felt empty and exposed without him inside me. That’s when something plunged into my ass. One finger and then three. That’s what it felt like at least. He was inside of my pussy again while playing with my greedy ass.
“Fuck, how am I already knuckle deep. You really do like anal,” Tyler commented as his cock thudded against my pussy walls. He had a rhythm to his thrusts that made my pussy drippy and my knees weak. I moaned, muffled against his friend’s slippery swollen cock.
That’s when Deshawn pulled out and smacked his erection against my buoyant tits. Cum sprang in milky bursts from the tips onto my jiggly flesh. The sting of his cock on my nipples and the excitement at having him cum on me made me clench on Tyler. That’s when he wrenched his fingers from my ass and plugged me up with his cock.
“Fuck,” he belted as his cock sank into my pleasure hole. “So, this is what I’ve been missing.” He robbed my ass of all of its secrets with every tumultuous, harsh thrust.
“Are you all done with her pussy?” Jamal asked. He’d been left out in the cold. Tyler didn’t say anything but he must have nodded or something because Jamal came closer.
“I want to be on bottom,” he said. “Let’s see how much cock you can really take.”
He lay next to me and Tyler had to pull out of me for a moment so I could sit on his engorged prick. Tyler’s cock was back in my ass in seconds, but this time the pressure was confounding and warping my sense of reality.
“You seeing this?” Tyler barked. “Your wife is taking two cocks at the same time. You must be proud of your little slut.”
I heard a grunt of acknowledgement from my husband right before everything else faded to the background. It took me a few seconds to realize that I was screaming. A flow of energy was scorching my ass and pussy lips, bulldozing into my limbs.
“Mm, that’s right baby. Cum for us,” Jamal said underneath me as my cummy tits slapped down on my skin. My climax was a boomerang that splintered between them. I was so tiny compared to them but my pleasure was infinite. I collapsed against Jamal just as the birthday boy glazed my pulsing asshole with cum. He gave my ass one more spank.
“Thank you for the birthday present,” he said to me before Deshawn took his place.
