I wake up at 5 am and go for a one-hour run. I stand by my mirror and admire my athletic body. I’m more attractive than I used to back home. I check out my phone and see a text from Angie. ‘Let’s go to a bar tonight’ ‘Alright, dear. I miss you. You’ve got a place in mind?’ ‘Yeah, I looked one up. I’ll meet you there at 8’. Angie is coming out alone this time, her mom must be respecting her maturity now. She got there before me and walks my way as I get out of the Uber. Her looks surprises me and I can see she drove the Nissan here. She had dyed her hair pink and blue. She’s wearing a crop top shirt and I can see she’s gotten her belly pierced. Her skirt is so short a little bend over will show her panties. She’s got on high lace-up heels and has on a beanie cap. She walks up to me, turns 360, and hugs me. She kisses me passionately, holds my hand, and drags me into the bar. We get in a love seat and order some drinks from the waitress. I look at Angie, she excites and scares me at the same time. She looks so free and outta her cage but at the same time, I’m not sure what I’m looking at. She tells me a story she’s read on a sex story website. The story involves a boyfriend inserting a buttplug in his girlfriend’s ass and taking her to the bar. She tells me she’s been trying toys before we met but never tried a buttplug until today. My imagination goes wild, my dick immediately springs hard and starts to hurt in my pants. I see Angie reach behind her ass and take something out. As the waitress comes checking on our table, Angie pulls her hand reaching the buttplug to me. I look at it, as petrified as the young waitress. ‘Take this in your mouth.’ I slowly reach out for the buttplug and slowly take it in my mouth. The waitress looks at me as if she’s seen Casper but a wide kinky smile starts to form on her lips. I look at Angie and she’s looking at the waitress with a devilish smile. I don’t know what’s happening to me but seeing her look is melting my heart. I want to kiss her so bad right then. She reaches into her purse and pays the bill. I can tell she’s tipsy. She stretches her hand for the buttplug back and could tell the disappointment on my face. ‘My mom told me you love me. I think I love you too Jamey. I heard when a man loves a woman he does everything to make her happy. Is that right? Mom says you’ll do everything to make me happy, you will do everything I want right’. ‘Yes, dear. I’m yours.’ Why the hell did I say that? Not that I have a problem with it, but I didn’t even think before saying that. I just did. As we get up to leave she calls the waitress and takes her number, telling her she needs a friend. The waitress was kind of happy too, for some reason.
She let me buy a few extra drinks and drive us back to her home. I was scared the police may stop us for drunk driving and find out I’m illegal. Thank goodness, that didn’t happen. We pull up in the garage and she tells me Deborah is out of town for a business meeting. She turns on all the lights, texts something on her phone, and puts it aside. She looks at me seductively and throws her arm around me. She kisses me deeply and whispers ‘I’ve fallen in love with you.’ She turns, bends down on the floor, and pulls her skirts up and panties to the side. The buttplug is in her ass. Fuck that’s a beautiful sight. She turns and tells me ‘do something with me.’ I fall on my knees and start licking her ass cheeks. She starts to moan. I keep licking her ass cheeks and slowly move to her ass crack. I open up her tight ass and start licking her ass with a buttplug in there. Her moans get louder and she holds my head from behind. I take out her assplug, insert my tongue and tongue-fucks her for a minute and fuck her ass with the buttplug. I repeated this for a while and felt her orgasm building up. I do something fucking weird. I put my teeth on her left ass cheek, starts biting, and fuck her butt with the assplug. She screams into another orgasm and squirts gallons over the floor. She almost pass out but I wasn’t done. I spank her ass hard, tongue fucks her asshole, and keeps spanking her ass red. She loses her mind once again, screaming for her mom and cumming very hard, another gallon of squirt all over the floor. I let her catch her breath. She tells me to sit on the couch, get up, and go to the fridge. She grabs a cup of vanilla ice cream and walks back to me on the couch. She takes my pants off and takes my semi-hard in her mouth. She excitedly tells me she gets to suck cock for real now and that she’s been practicing what she sees in porn of her dildos for years. She spreads some ice cream on my dick and starts sucking. It took almost no effort to get me rock hard, my dick looking harder and stronger than ever. She starts to lick the ice cream off my dick. She eats the cup of ice cream off my dick. She starts sucking my dick hard and deep. Soon she starts to deep throat me, ice cream slurping around my fully erect 8 inches dick and that got to be the best blowjob I’ve ever had. How much practice did she have? She looks into my eyes and starts sucking slowly, locking her eyes on mine. ‘Angie, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever been with.’ She smiles and gets back to deep throating me. She starts fingering her wet pussy whiles chewing lightly on my dick. She knows it wouldn’t take me any longer to cum. As I near orgasm, she stops and mounts on me, facing me. She starts riding me in a perfect rhythm. I grab her tits and start chewing on her nipples. I squeeze her tits hard as she grinds me as if there’s no tomorrow. She grabs my face and spits on my face. She starts riding me faster and gets louder. She has no problem smashing her pussy on my dick and she’s sloppy wet. She grabs my face and slaps me hard across the face. The shocking look on my face seems to excite her. She slaps me harder on the cheek, held my head tight, spit on my face, and pound onto me harder and faster. She fucks me in that state for what felt like minutes and she was insatiable. She looks as though she’s possessed. She lifts her hand to land another slap and I grab her hand. I put my arm around her and stood up with her still on my dick and her legs around my waist. I put her back on the couch and gives her the plow of her life. She looks deep in my eyes and her mouth forms an ‘O’ as I thrust into her harder and harder. The room echoes the slaps of our flesh. She mouths, ‘squirting…’, I pull out my dick, and streams of squirts leave her gaping pussy. I quickly put my mouth on her pussy and swallow as much as I can. I resume fucking her for a minute and pull out, streams of squirts shoot and I catch quite some ounces this time. I kept fucking her like this for about five minutes. I check the time, and it’s midnight already. I get down on her and eat her pussy to another orgasm, she’s on her 8th orgasm already. She walks to the wall and bends facing the wall. I get behind her and slam my dick deep into her pussy. It wasn’t going easy on her. I pounded long, hard strokes into her. She had her mouth open and couldn’t make out a sound. I felt her squirting down my dick and just fucked her harder. I was nearing orgasm and told her I’m about to cum. She tells me to cum in her she’s on pills. ‘Yes. Fuck me, push your seeds into my wound, my man. Fuck me hard, I want your cum, Jamey.’ ‘I’m cumming baby, I can’t hold on any longer baby.’ I push deep inside her and release ropes of cum inside. I’ve not fucked in a long time, I shot rope after rope. Feeling my cum inside her drives her into another orgasm, ‘Uh, I’m cumming, mommyyy…’ We both fall on the floor and catch some breath. I lay staring as cum drips from her pussy. I came way too much, with each push she squeezes out more of my cum. It is a nice sight, an incredible sight. I grab her ass, licks her asshole, and blow air in her. She lies there giggling.
I pick her up in my arms and get to the bathroom. I turn on the hand shower and wash her body. She stares at me silently as I clean her body, hair to toe. I help her sit on the stool and take my shower. I pick her in my arm once more and she tells me to take her to Deborah’s room. I guess we’re sleeping in different rooms tonight. Deborah’s room is massive, white interior. Everything in the room is white and her bed is just massive. As I turn to leave, Angie pulls me to the bed and tells me we sleeping in Deborah’s room. I get into the comfiest bed I’ve ever laid on and we lay staring at each other. She stroke my cheeks and tells me she’s lucky to have me. I lay in bed thinking, she slapped him twice across the face. She acts like she really owns me somehow. But I love it, I want to please her in every way. I think I enjoy her humiliation somehow. We fall asleep.
I’m the first to wake up, at 6. I do some press-ups and sit-ups, fixed some coffee, and came back to see Angie still fast asleep. I remove the sheet and stare at her magnificent naked body. I put my face in her ass cheeks and for weird reason took in a deep inhale. I spread her ass cheeks and started licking her ass. She starts moaning and I whispered, ‘Good morning dear’. She murmurs as I switch to her still gaping pussy. As she starts getting wet, I suddenly stood up and head towards the door, turning to tell her I fixed her some coffee. She briefly joins me in what appears to be Deborah’s robe. We had a nice chat and she tells me she starts college the next week. She tells me not to worry and that she’ll go to school from home. She’s a day student and that sounded good to me. We finished our coffee and I arranged the living room, cleaning the floor and couches-, our mess from last night. Angie tells me the maid will be in today. I hear a knock on the door and tell Angie to check it out. I stand behind her to make sure it wasn’t any trouble. ‘Oh, Mrs. Flakes.’ ‘Angie, how are you.’ I was out of her view. ‘I’m good, is there something I can do for you.’ ‘Oh no, not really. I know your mom isn’t around and I think I heard screams coming from this place, last night. I was confused because I heard giggles too from time to time.’ ‘Oh ma’am, my boyfriend was fucking my brains out. Come here, Jamey.’ My heart sank, why the fuck would she say that. I come into view and there stood a very beautiful milf. She might be in her early fifties. She’s just the perfect trophy wife for anyone rich enough to be in this neighborhood. She stares at me, jaw dropped, and watches Angie’s hand slowly grabbed my dick through my pants. Mrs. Flakes is blushing crimson red and looks very shocked. ‘He fucks me silly, don’t you dear?’ ‘Yes dear, I do.’ I respond as if I’m programmed to do so. ‘And you do everything I tell you to, don’t you?’ ‘Anything you want, dear’. Angie gets a hold of Mrs. Flakes’ hand and pulls her inside the house. She guides her to the couch and the woman just follows her around as if she’s under a spell. At this point, Angie’s phone starts to ring, I check it out and see it is Deborah. Angie hangs her up and sets it on airplane mode. Angie lets me get Mrs. Flakes a glass of milk and sits beside her. The woman seems to be in a trance, watching everything happen around her. ‘Honey, come here. On your knees. I need to prove to Mrs. Flakes I’m fine. I also need to prove to her I’m mature, she doesn’t need to give my mom advice on the old me anymore. You see Mrs. Flakes, this is my boyfriend. He loves me so he does everything I want to make me happy. Do you think I’m kidding and he’s a dangerous black man here to hurt me? Honey, open your mouth and come close to my pussy.’ I’m excited but horrified.
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