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Tension Relief!
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Tension Relief! This is the longest post I've ever done, so relax, get some wine and popcorn, and get comfortable. I would have made it two parts, but it would have lost something in the pause. I'm dead tired and totally fucked-out, but I had to get this down while I could. Enjoy! After this morning's run-in with the Clothing Nazi, I sunned for a while, but couldn't get comfortable, thinking of the shithead that called the KGB on me. Like some of you replied, it might have been the meter-reader I flattened, or it may have really been a neighbor, but it didn't matter. I was still pissed at the whole world for being told what I can and can't do on my own property. I found myself pacing around the house like a caged tiger, fuming and just waiting to pounce on the next asshole that got in my way. Hubby called, and I unloaded all my bitchiness on him (but not AT him!), and he asked if I wanted him to come home and be with me instead of doing his usual Friday night S&M session. I actually DID want him home to cuddle me and tell me it was going to be OK, but he was being so sweet, I couldn't deny him his weekly thrill with Susie. I told him to go on and have fun, but save some for me when he got home. Just talking to Hubby took the edge off and mellowed me enough to clear my head, and go out for some tension relief of my own. Maybe finding some off-duty cop and fucking him into a coma would be good therapy! LOL! Two minutes later, Sarah was on my cellphone, asking if I was alright. Hubby had called her and asked her to check in on me. That guy is just toooooo thoughtful! My man! We talked a bit, and she must have sensed my mood, and said, "So are you going to take out your revenge on some poor jerk tonight?" Damn, that girl knows me! "Yeah, I was kind of thinking about it." Well, then, I'm coming with you. I can't let you get in trouble all by yourself. Besides, I promised your husband I'd watch over you. And I'm horny as Hell, too!" Just as well. Two horny, pissed off bitches can do more harm than one! "Sure! Take off your panties, and get over here!" Ten minutes later, she was at my door looking so incredibly, fucking HOT, I decided I needed to fuck her first before we went on our man-hunt. Feeling agressive, anyway, I backed her up against the wall, forced my mouth on hers, and reached between her legs and grabbed the most wonderful piece of woman-flesh I've felt in weeks. I felt my temperature rise, and my head start to spin as my tongue probed hers, and she also found my desperately wet pussy. It seemed like we were somehow magically transported onto my bed, because I can't remember walking there. I must have floated in on Cloud 9. Sarah took over and planted her mouth firmly on my pussy, and all the days tension erupted in one of the most massive orgasms in recent memory when she probed the depths of my pussy with her fingers, and her tongue found my ripe clit. Ohhhhhhhh, myyyy GAWD!!!!! It felt like all my flesh had been blown off my body and landed back in all the wrong places. My skin was on fire, and my brain was WAY overloaded. FUCK! I needed that!!! When I returned to Earth, all I could think of was getting my hands on her breasts, and my tongue inside her. I attacked her body like my life depended on it and, from her reaction, I was giving her back everything that she had just given me. We rolled around, kissing, licking, probing, and 69'ing for about another half hour and, when we had squeezed the last sexual goose-bumps from each other, we hopped in the shower to clean up for our dick-hunt. We tried on different outfits and lingerie (good thing that, except for Sarah's huge boobs, were the same size), until we found items that no man - straight or gay - would be able to resist. Sarah went for more of the "leather & lace" look, and picked out the leather halter/S&M top hubby had bought for me (that I never wore), my zip-front leather mid-thigh skirt, black lace stockings, and spike heels. I went for the horny schoolgirl attire, with button-down collar, white man-shirt (mostly unbuttoned), plaid, pleated miniskirt, white stockings and heels. The only thing we agreed on was NO PANTIES! Now that we were fully recharged, WATCH OUT! Sarah had brought the minivan, so we took that, as there was enough room inside that we could our conquest in comfort inside it if we needed to. Hell, we could probably fuck a whole basketball team in there! Perfect! I just needed a hard dick to top off the girl-fucking Sarah had just blessed me with, but she was in the mood for some<b> rough sex </font></b>(her Hubby is good, but mellow), so we headed into the belly of the beast; the Montrose sex & sin neighborhood. Anybody on the face of the Earth can get laid in any way they want down there, and Friday nights are usually prime rampant sex nights. The last time I was down there was at the Sky Bar and that night was one for the record books. Last year, when I hit the gay clubs, I ended up with an amazing gay girl, and an even more amazing Tranny, and we all fucked each other raw until the sun came up. As we strolled the street past JR's, heading towards Numbers, the music that echoed from the clubs and throughout the neighborhood, was like a tribal, audio aphrodisiac, and I could feel my body responding to the beat the closer we got. Sarah's leather outfit got the most stares, and a few cat-calls, but we kept on moving so she could find just the right guy to turn her every way but loose. The only problem with Montrose, is that you can never tell the gender of someone until you get naked, and even then it's not always easy. Sometimes, if you want a big, hard dick, you've got to find a "female", and check "her" package. Makes life interesting! After a fair amount of "window shopping" Sarah pointed to a guy in the middle of a crowd that I would probably avoid if I saw him in a dark alley. Tall, beefy, tattoos, piercings, hardcore leather, but some SERIOUS weight between his legs! Before I could say "Dial 9-1-1", she made a beeline for him. And she was supposed to keep ME out of trouble?!?! I mean, under all that ink and metal, he had great features, and was a pretty attractive guy. And some of the tattoos were really pretty. Just the whole package was a bit intimidating. She cozied up to him, stroking his tattooed arm and complimenting the ink. He was interested in her outfit and pierced navel, but I could tell he was dissing her because of her lack of (visible) tattoos. When he challanged her to get a tattoo, she said "I already have one" and, without missing a beat, she unzipped her skirt and pulled it up so high that he could see her "cherries" tattoo on her abdomen! Naturally, her pantiless pussy was also visible to him and everyone on Westheimer! She casually dropped her skirt back and zipped it part way down, and asked "So when are you going to show me all of yours?" I grabbed her arm to try and bring her back to her senses. "Saaaa-raaaaa!!!" I said in my "warning" voice. "Who's the schoolteacher?" he asked. "This is my friend, Michelle. We're just down here for the night to get some action." Oh, GREAT! Yes, I wanted to get laid, but not killed! He reached out and grabbed her big, leather covered breast and gave it a squeeze that made her wince. "You can't handle my action" he warned. "Try me!" She shot back. He looked at me and, with his other hand, he grabbed a hold of MY breast and gave it a slightly gentler squeeze. Standing there with both hands full of our boobs, he grinned an evil smile, looked at Sarah and hissed, "I could do you AND the schoolteacher in ways you can't even imagine." As much as the whole leather/BDSM/punk thing doesn't ring my bell, the combination of my inert horniness, the pounding beat of the music, and the massive hand massaging my breast, was starting to cause a stirring inside me. I was willing to consider it. Sarah was feeling her oats. "Hell, you couldn't handle either one of us. Both of us together would probably kill you." GREAT! That was all the challange he needed! Now I KNEW we were going to get laid by this monster, and there was nothing I could do about it, unless I abandoned Sarah and let them go off together without me, and I wasn't going to let her out of my sight. Not with HIM! I guess it was going to be all or nothing! He used her breast to pull her right up to him, kissed her HARD, biting her lip, and said, "Come with me." in a way that sent shivers up my spine, but also roaring through my pussy. Ink and metal aside, this guy was ALL man. And he knew it. And I now WE knew it! He lived in a walk-up just off Fairview, and it was like going onto another planet going inside. I started to have flashes of all those horror movies where the girls follow the weird guy and are never seen again. At least not in one piece. Wihout shyness or hesitation, he stripped off his clothes revealing a really hot, buff, body covered almost completely in the most intricate, interesting tattoos I've seen. And a dick that would test the stretch limits of Magnum condoms! WooHoo! OK, I'm in! Sarah latched her mouth onto his huge dick without wasting time getting undressed, and peeled off her outfit as she sucked. Not being able to resist a dick like that either, I joined her in chowing down on him. There was plenty to go around! As I happily gulped down inch after inch of him, I saw Sarah getting up. He had her by her hair, pulled her up to her feet and just flinged her on to his bed like a rag doll, pulling his dick from my lips as he turned. Well, she wanted it rough! Then he turned back to me and ordered me to get on the bed with her. No problem! He kneeled between our legs and dove one hand into each of our pussies, working them deeper and deeper into us until I felt his entire hand inside me. I'd had my Marine "fist" me with his arm, but I don't think Sarah had ever had that much meat forced into her before. I was feeling that nice mix of pleasure/pain that my Marine taught me to enjoy, and it had me nice and super-wet. Sarah wasn't in that "zone" though. She let out a screech, that could only have been more pain than pleasure, but then shouted, "Oh, my god, don't stop! More!" He took his cue from her, and fisted us both deeper and harder, until Sarah had tears running down her cheeks. Then he released our abused pussies, went to his nightstand, unwrapped a giant condom, and rolled it on. "No telling WHAT diseases you whores are carrying!" So sweet! So poetic! Satnding beside the bed, he grabbed Sarah by the hair again, turning her head towards him, and cramming his dick into her mouth and down her throat until she was gagging and choking. 'Take it! Take all of it!" he ordered. When she couldn't take any more, he aimed it at me and said, "get your mouth over here and suck my cock!" I thought he'd never ask! He grabbed my hair and shoved his dick into my mouth and I surprised him by swallowing the whole damn thing in one lunge, burying my nose in his abs. "OH, SHIT!" was all he could say. Hahahaha! I freaked him out! I'm probably the first one who met his challange and deep throated his whole dick. He pumped my throat a few times, I guess to be sure it was really happening, and then pushed me away and climbed on the bed. Out of nowhere appeared a set of nipple clips, which he attached to Sarah's nipples and tightened them down until her eyes teared up again, and she was biting her lip to stave off the pain. Kneeling between her legs, he grabbed her and pulled her onto him, shoving his dick into her pussy so hard and fast and deep, she let out another cry of pain. As he stroked into her, he grabbed the chain tethering her nipple clips, and pulled and yanked, and twisted them around in a way that had me uneasy just watching. He dove his mouth onto her breasts, biting them and making her squeal. Well, it's what she wanted! He proceeded to fuck her so hard and deep and violently, he almost pushed me off the bed. I felt useless, so I leaned over Sarah and kissed her quivering lips, and ran my tongue over her teared-up face, kissing her all over. Without warning, he pulled out, flipped her over and drilled her from behind, spanking her butt so hard, it sounded like gunshots. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! She was really crying now, but also begging him for "more", and to "push harder", and to "make me feel it". Hell I could almost feel it! Watching this spectacle, I was at the same time horrified, and hornier than I'd ever been for a dick! It was like watching a car crash. You don't WANT to look, but you HAVE TO! I wanted MY TURN! Sarah shook really hard, and then went limp like she'd passed out, so he just pulled out, pushed her aside, and came towards me. BOY, was I ready for him! I wanted that dick, and I was going to wear him out before he wore me out! I guarantee it! He got between my legs, pointed to Sarah's semi-lifeless body, and said, "See that! You think you can do better?" "Fuck you! Get ready!" was the challange I made him. He stabbed my pussy with that big hunk of meat like he WANTED to hurt me, but the harder he fucked me, the harder I fucked back, letting him know he wasn't going to tame me. DAMN, it felt GREAT! I was letting loose all the frustration and anger I had pent up since this morning, and it was terrific ahving someone I could take it out on and fuck this hard without scaring him off. The harder I fucked him, the more he liked it and rammed me back. It was like poetry in motion, but with sledgehammers! "Is that all you've got?" He smiled, "not hardly!" He flipped me over like he'd done her, and plowed me from behind, spanking my butt and saying, "Nice Tat (on my back), now take this, !" The feeling was downright amazing. Having a dick as big as Hubby's, but being wielded more like a weapon than an instrument of pleasure. It strangely made it that much more pleasurable. Now for my Coup de Gras. My man-killer. My dick drainer. "I'll bet you can't do that to my ass!" He stopped dead like he'd been frozen in place. Five seconds. Ten. Fifteen. Then, slowly, he slid out of my pussy and pushed his weapon between my butt cheeks, as if he was afraid what he'd find inside. I guess I shocked him! "All right, bitch. That's what you want? Your ass is mine, now!" Then, in he went, deeper and deeper, until I felt his hairy abs rub my skin. We fucked my butt the way we fucked my pussy, with both of us trying to out-fuck the other, neither one wanting to quit first. I worked my hips like a tornado, rocking him back and forth as he matched my motion, trying to make my body give in before his. Never fucking happen! He was getting to me, though. I could feel "that" feeling, and I couldn't hold it back much longer. Hell, I didn't WANT to hold it back! I wanted that feeling rushing through me like a Dmn had burst. Just as my body was about to give in and explode, blowing me into a million pieces, he straightened up, shouted something unintelligible like he was speaking in tongues, and came so hard inside me, I could feel his cum right through the condom. That drove me over the cliff, and my body shattered like glass, spraying me with sharp tingles from head to foot. SOOOOOOOOOOOO FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOODDDD!!! He rolled right off the bed and onto the floor with a THUD, leaving me lying there looking at Sarah's still-motionless body. She was OUT! Fucked out! Her butt was red as a beet, and she had bruises building from where he'd missed her butt and hit her thigh and back. Jack was NOT going to be happy! I rolled her over, gave her a Sleeping Beauty kiss the started waking her up, unhooked her nipple clips (more bruises and bite marks on her breasts) and cuddled up to her until she regained total consciousness. Well, she'd definitely had her rough sex! And it showed! Sarah slowly opened her eyes, like she didn't know where she was, and said, "What happened?" I had to burst out laughing. "You got laid!" Every movement hurt her as she tried to get up and compose herself. "That was great!" I had to laugh again. NOW she remembered! TattooMan was lying on the floor, awake but spent, and mumbled, "You can stay the night if you like." "Sorry, loverboy, we have to get back to our husbands." "HUSBANDS!" he shouted in mock surprise. Then he laughed too. "It figures. You can't get it form your girly-men at home, so you come down here to get it from a real man." "Don't flatter yourself. You're just a little exercise." We put on only as much clothing as we had to to get back to her minivan and get back home. I hope she made it OK after she dropped me off. She was WIPED! Hubby was home, and could tell I'd had a good time, but he won't know HOW good until he reads this. That's IT. I'm done. I can't stay awake another second. GOOD NIGHT! Join my 4F Club: Find 'em, Fellate 'em, Fuck 'em, FORGET 'EM! |
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That story was hilarious! He tried to shock you, but you actually showed him up! LOL!
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I like this; I’m hard as a rock. Ladies, my dick his ALWAYS available, let me know when YOU want it for a good ride.
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4/25/2009 9:53 am |
 Fucking AWSOME!!! DAYUM !!! As always you rock! Now for a favor?? We need some pics of Sarah?? She sounds so fucking hot.Thanks M you are the best!!  Play hard, play safe and play often!!!{=}
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4/25/2009 9:04 am |
You should get paid for your writing! Maybe set up a website and a Paypal donation button! There was a fork in the road and I....
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Glad the Clothing Nazi didn't dampen your mood... 
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Keep writing sexy! Sure am glad there are women like you out there in the world 
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