"Darling, why do you enjoy watching me with other men so much?" 25 year old Karla Johnson asked her husband Jake. Naked, bending over at the waist, Karla pulled the thin material of a white bikini bathing suit up and over her perfect 36C breasts. Then straightening up, she fastened the top of the bikini bra behind her back, and reached inside the bra cups to pull her breasts partially out of the skimpy top, exposing huge expanses of tanned tit flesh.
"Are you complaining, Karla?" Jake asked, knowing the answer.
"Of course not," Karla said, stroking her naked, shaved pussy. Just thinking about some of the kinky things she'd done while Jake watched her was making Karla's pussy wet. "I just wondered why it turns you on so much. Most men would be jealous if their wife fucked other men. Yet you get off on it."
"Your fucking right I do," Jake said. "And I always will. But to answer your question, Karla dear, I have no idea why it turns me on. Who the fuck cares why it does. It just does. So . . . as I said, you're not complaining are you?"
"No darling, I'm not complaining. You know I love it as much as you. In fact, just talking about it is making me horny already. Do you have to leave?" she asked, pulling on the bottom of her bikini as her husband straightened his tie, then put on his jacket.
"Duty calls, babe. I don't mind bringing you on these business trips with me, but I do have to make a living, you know. Have fun today, baby," Jake said, leaning over, kissing Karla on the nose. "If you fuck somebody save the cum in your pussy for me, okay, babe?" he smiled, walking toward the door, blowing her a kiss, then closing the door behind him, leaving for a series of customer calls.
They were in Miami, and Karla had planned on spending the day at the pool of the famous Fontainbleu Hotel where they were staying. After less than an hour at the pool, however, dark clouds began rolling in, and the air was turning cool. It would rain hard soon. Karla could feel it, so she reluctantly gathered up her things and went inside.
"Fuck," she said, disgustedly. What was she going to do all day now? Jake would be gone until dinner time, and she wasn't about to sit around in her room watching fucking Oprah or something. Then she remembered seeing an adult book store within walking distance of the hotel. Suddenly excited, she quickly made the decision to walk the few blocks to the store and buy some porno. Maybe she'd even buy a new dildo, or a vibrator.
Excited now, Karla quickly changed into a braless tube top that covered her tits but left her stomach bare, and beneath a very short white tennis skirt, she wore a pair of red lace bikini panties. Giggling, Karla twirled around in front of the dresser mirror, pleased to see that her panties could easily be seen beneath the short skirt.
In moments, she was on her way to the book store, walking briskly, wanting to get to the store before the rain came. Within five minutes she was entering the store. A few patrons were lingering along the walls, looking through the dirty magazines, while others were browsing through a variety of pocket books, featuring all kinds of sexual perversion. Karla felt her pussy growing wet again, as she casually strolled over to the section of the store containing a selection of fuck magazines. A Latino man regarding her with unabashed interest, staring at Karla's dark areolas, visible beneath the tube top. Karla felt her nipples hardening as the man stared at her, and her pussy was beginning to really get wet now. Pretending to be shy, she turned and smiled at the man. He grinned at her, a leering, evil sneer, and Karla felt a chill run up her spine.
Another of the patrons walked over toward her, and then another, and another. Suddenly Karla found herself surrounded by Latin men, all staring at her. She began to feel nervous, anxious, and quickly selected a few "swinger" and "fuck suck" magazines, taking them to the counter where the Latin cashier also was leering at her.
"Anything else for you, pretty lady?" he asked. "You like maybe one of these rubber cocks for that pretty white pussy of yours?"
"Aiy, si, senorita. Maybe she like theese real one, too, eh baby?"
"Si? Sta verdad? I think so, Jose. I theenk she like maybe all our cocks, si, senorita? You like theese one, too, bitch?" one of the men said, taking out his cock, exposing it to Karla.
"Hey fuck you, dickhead. I don't want any trouble. Now leave me alone and get the fuck out of my way." Karla moved toward the door, but the men blocked her way. They were all taking out their cocks, now, and moving closer to her.
"What's your hurry, chickie baby?" a man said, jerking off his hard, brown, naked cock. "Aren't you hungry for some real man cock, you fucking white ho?"
"Hey man, let's take the bitch in back. Maybe she likes to see dirty movies while we fock her." Karla turned away from the men and tried to run for the door, but they grabbed her. Someone quickly pulled her tube top down to her waist, exposing her naked breasts.
"Take her in back, Jose," the cashier said. "I'll lock up." The man walked to the front door and pulled a shade, then locked the door and turned out the lights in the store. Karla felt herself being lifted up off her feet, and then she was being carried down a dark hallway and into a back room. There was a mattress on the floor, and a large screen TV showing a porno tape on it. A young white woman was being fucked by two black men, and her face was covered with cum.
"Hey, mama. Look at dat ho, baby. Bet you'd like to be her, huh ho?"
"Fuck you!" Karla said, feeling someone squeezing her naked tits. Someone else was pulling down her skirt, while two men held her legs. Then they were pulling the skirt and her top off her body, leaving her dressed in only the red bikini panties.
The men whistled and shouted cat calls at Karla nudity, laughing and snapping the elastic in her panty waistband. Then she was being laid on her back, on the mattress, and someone ripped her panties off.
"Hey bitch. You like to eat cum, bitch?" a man asked, jerking off his cock directly over her face.
"Fucking white cunt is wet, man. Look at this pussy leaking cooze all over her legs."
Karla knew it was true. She was naked, laying on her back in front of a group of at least eight or ten dark, frightening men, some of whom were also now naked, as the rest began taking off their clothes as well. Hard, dark cocks were everywhere, and try as she might to resist enjoying this, their fondling of her tits and shaved pussy were turning her on.
"Ohhh," Karla moaned as one of the men began finger-fucking her cunt. She closed her eyes in order to better enjoy the wicked sensations she was experiencing, and when one of the men slid a cock inside her pussy, she groaned loudly.
"Ahhhhh," she gasped as the man pumped his hard cock into her. Suddenly she felt her face being splattered with hot cum. Opening her eyes, Karla looked up at a dark spurting cock as another gob of hot cum exploded from its tip.
"Uhhh," she moaned, sticking out her tongue, trying to catch the cum as it splashed on her nose and lips.
"Fucking bitch!" the man groaned, leaning forward, resting his cock on her outstretched tongue. "Fucking cunt ho, fucking slut," the man groaned, delirious, as he worked his hips toward Karla's face.
"Hmmm," she groaned, licking the cum off his slippery cock, swallowing it, noting the strong flavor of his hot Cuban cum.
"Ahhh siiii!" the man fucking her screamed, pushing into Karla's cunt as his cock exploded inside her steaming pussy. Someone else was coming on her face now, and she felt spurts of cum splashing on her cheeks and into her hair.
"Ohhh yeahhh, give it to me. Come on me. FUCK ME, you fucking spic bastards," Karla snarled, wanting to anger her attackers.
CRACK! One of the men slapped her face, hard. "Fuck you, white bitch slut!" the man said. "Fucking whore."
"Yeah. That's right. I am a whore. I'm a slut. I love cock. REAL cock, not these little boy dicks you fucking Puerto Ricans are showing me."
"WE - SLAP - ARE - SLAP SLAP - CUBAN!!! BITCH!" someone said, pinching her nipples so hard it brought tears to her eyes.
"I'll show this fucking bitch what a cock is like," someone said, and Karla looked up to see a 300 pound, barrel chested, immensely fat Cuban looking down on her. His cock was huge. It had to be at least ten inches long, and it was the fattest, darkest cock Karla had ever seen.
"Eyyy, es Diego. Hey, Diego, mon, where you come from, mon?"
"Diego? Fock, mon, she dead meat now, mon. Focking Diego's cock will tear the slut focking bitch apart."
"You want a beeg cock, little slut fock?" Diego said, lowering his huge body over Karla's. "Take this, you focking slut."
Diego leaned into Karla's sloppy thighs, then positioned the cock at the entrance to her cunt. The head was so thick it stretched Karla's pussy so widely she wondered if it was going to tear her apart. Then Diego began sliding into her, filling her so completely she came immediately.
"Oh God, ohhh, oh yeah, fuck me, FUCK ME, YOU FUCKING WETBACK PIECE OF SHITTTT!" Karla screamed. Diego began to giggle sadistically, reaching up to pinch Karla's nipples. She cried out with pleasure as the pain coursed through her body. Then the enormous cock stretching her cunt began to swell up inside her, filling her so completely it hurt as Diego tried to pull out of her wet cunt.
"Oh FUCK me, FUCK . . . MEEEEE!" Karla screamed again, once again coming. Two men standing near her head began spurting cum on her face, and Karla was so engrossed in fucking Diego she didn't even open her eyes to see who was anointing her face with the cum bath.
"Focking ho, focking bitch slut ho," Diego grunted, his face contorted, his eyes wild, crazed, like a huge wild animal.
"FUCK . . . MEEEEE!" Karla screeched, coming again, feeling Diego's cock swelling up inside her, feeling it growing even larger than it already was.
"Aieee, Goddddd!" Diego screamed. "I'm coming inside your wet white fucking hole, you cunt slut pig!"
Karla felt his immense cock swelling quickly, growing larger and larger, filling her, stretching her, and then it was bursting, spurting hot gobs of cum inside her pussy and she screamed and came again, almost passing out from the intensity of the orgasm that slammed into her. Diego collapsed on top of her body, taking her breath away.
"Oh please, get off me, I . . . I can't . . . breath!" Karla gasped, pushing on Diego's fat body with all her might.
"Ahhhhh," Diego sighed, rolling off Karla, leaving her gasping for breath, totally exhausted, her legs spread apart, Diego's slippery yellow goo dripping out of her pussy and onto her thighs. Karla reached down between her legs and scooped up a handful of the hot cum in her fingers, then brought them to her mouth and began sucking them.
"She a focking pig, mon. What a slut ho."
"Focking bitch. Good piece of meat, though, mon. Focking good pussy."
"Bitch loves eating cum, mon. Hot. Very hot cunt."
Karla lost track of what they were saying about her. Totally into her role of slut now, she was content to simply lay there, filled with hot cum, covered with it, as they continued to use her. Someone else was fucking her now, coming inside her wet pussy. Then she felt him pull out only to be replaced by another Cuban, then another, and another, and another....
Finally, hours later, the men told Karla she could get dressed and leave. She got up off the mattress, found her skirt and top, pulled them on, then staggered out of the back room and out of the store and into the street.
Cum was running down her legs as she walked back to the hotel, and she could feel it in her hair and all over her face. Walking through the lobby she drew horrified stares from the other guests, and in the elevator a blue haired lady with a gray haired elderly gentleman couldn't take their eyes off of her.
Karla turned toward them and smiled. "What a fucking afternoon. All I wanted to do was buy a vibrator and I ended up getting fucked by a gang of Cubans. Can you believe it?" Karla said. "Look how wet I am," she teased, raising her skirt, wiping her fingers through her sloppy cunt. Scooping out some of the cum on her fingers, Karla held her hand toward the blue haired woman. "Want some?" Karla asked.
"Ohhhhh," the woman said, her eyes rolling up into the back of her head as she fainted in her husband's arms.
"Oh fuck, sorry, mister. Guess she doesn't like cum," Karla said innocently, licking her fingers as the man stared at her. The car stopped and the doors opened. Before Karla stepped out, she pulled her tube top up over her tits and took it off. "That feels better. Sure hot out, isn't it," she said, laughing as the man stared at her tits, leaning forward, trying to catch a last glimpse of Karla as the doors closed behind her.
Laughing, she walked down the hall topless, smiling at two other guests who stopped and stared at her until she entered her room. Jake was waiting for her, and when he saw her he smiled.
"What the fuck have YOU been doing, baby?" he asked, looking at her cum covered face.
"Oh nothing special. I just went out for a little Cuban food." Then, grinning devilishly, she held up her skirt and asked, "Want some?"
"Are you complaining, Karla?" Jake asked, knowing the answer.
"Of course not," Karla said, stroking her naked, shaved pussy. Just thinking about some of the kinky things she'd done while Jake watched her was making Karla's pussy wet. "I just wondered why it turns you on so much. Most men would be jealous if their wife fucked other men. Yet you get off on it."
"Your fucking right I do," Jake said. "And I always will. But to answer your question, Karla dear, I have no idea why it turns me on. Who the fuck cares why it does. It just does. So . . . as I said, you're not complaining are you?"
"No darling, I'm not complaining. You know I love it as much as you. In fact, just talking about it is making me horny already. Do you have to leave?" she asked, pulling on the bottom of her bikini as her husband straightened his tie, then put on his jacket.
"Duty calls, babe. I don't mind bringing you on these business trips with me, but I do have to make a living, you know. Have fun today, baby," Jake said, leaning over, kissing Karla on the nose. "If you fuck somebody save the cum in your pussy for me, okay, babe?" he smiled, walking toward the door, blowing her a kiss, then closing the door behind him, leaving for a series of customer calls.
They were in Miami, and Karla had planned on spending the day at the pool of the famous Fontainbleu Hotel where they were staying. After less than an hour at the pool, however, dark clouds began rolling in, and the air was turning cool. It would rain hard soon. Karla could feel it, so she reluctantly gathered up her things and went inside.
"Fuck," she said, disgustedly. What was she going to do all day now? Jake would be gone until dinner time, and she wasn't about to sit around in her room watching fucking Oprah or something. Then she remembered seeing an adult book store within walking distance of the hotel. Suddenly excited, she quickly made the decision to walk the few blocks to the store and buy some porno. Maybe she'd even buy a new dildo, or a vibrator.
Excited now, Karla quickly changed into a braless tube top that covered her tits but left her stomach bare, and beneath a very short white tennis skirt, she wore a pair of red lace bikini panties. Giggling, Karla twirled around in front of the dresser mirror, pleased to see that her panties could easily be seen beneath the short skirt.
In moments, she was on her way to the book store, walking briskly, wanting to get to the store before the rain came. Within five minutes she was entering the store. A few patrons were lingering along the walls, looking through the dirty magazines, while others were browsing through a variety of pocket books, featuring all kinds of sexual perversion. Karla felt her pussy growing wet again, as she casually strolled over to the section of the store containing a selection of fuck magazines. A Latino man regarding her with unabashed interest, staring at Karla's dark areolas, visible beneath the tube top. Karla felt her nipples hardening as the man stared at her, and her pussy was beginning to really get wet now. Pretending to be shy, she turned and smiled at the man. He grinned at her, a leering, evil sneer, and Karla felt a chill run up her spine.
Another of the patrons walked over toward her, and then another, and another. Suddenly Karla found herself surrounded by Latin men, all staring at her. She began to feel nervous, anxious, and quickly selected a few "swinger" and "fuck suck" magazines, taking them to the counter where the Latin cashier also was leering at her.
"Anything else for you, pretty lady?" he asked. "You like maybe one of these rubber cocks for that pretty white pussy of yours?"
"Aiy, si, senorita. Maybe she like theese real one, too, eh baby?"
"Si? Sta verdad? I think so, Jose. I theenk she like maybe all our cocks, si, senorita? You like theese one, too, bitch?" one of the men said, taking out his cock, exposing it to Karla.
"Hey fuck you, dickhead. I don't want any trouble. Now leave me alone and get the fuck out of my way." Karla moved toward the door, but the men blocked her way. They were all taking out their cocks, now, and moving closer to her.
"What's your hurry, chickie baby?" a man said, jerking off his hard, brown, naked cock. "Aren't you hungry for some real man cock, you fucking white ho?"
"Hey man, let's take the bitch in back. Maybe she likes to see dirty movies while we fock her." Karla turned away from the men and tried to run for the door, but they grabbed her. Someone quickly pulled her tube top down to her waist, exposing her naked breasts.
"Take her in back, Jose," the cashier said. "I'll lock up." The man walked to the front door and pulled a shade, then locked the door and turned out the lights in the store. Karla felt herself being lifted up off her feet, and then she was being carried down a dark hallway and into a back room. There was a mattress on the floor, and a large screen TV showing a porno tape on it. A young white woman was being fucked by two black men, and her face was covered with cum.
"Hey, mama. Look at dat ho, baby. Bet you'd like to be her, huh ho?"
"Fuck you!" Karla said, feeling someone squeezing her naked tits. Someone else was pulling down her skirt, while two men held her legs. Then they were pulling the skirt and her top off her body, leaving her dressed in only the red bikini panties.
The men whistled and shouted cat calls at Karla nudity, laughing and snapping the elastic in her panty waistband. Then she was being laid on her back, on the mattress, and someone ripped her panties off.
"Hey bitch. You like to eat cum, bitch?" a man asked, jerking off his cock directly over her face.
"Fucking white cunt is wet, man. Look at this pussy leaking cooze all over her legs."
Karla knew it was true. She was naked, laying on her back in front of a group of at least eight or ten dark, frightening men, some of whom were also now naked, as the rest began taking off their clothes as well. Hard, dark cocks were everywhere, and try as she might to resist enjoying this, their fondling of her tits and shaved pussy were turning her on.
"Ohhh," Karla moaned as one of the men began finger-fucking her cunt. She closed her eyes in order to better enjoy the wicked sensations she was experiencing, and when one of the men slid a cock inside her pussy, she groaned loudly.
"Ahhhhh," she gasped as the man pumped his hard cock into her. Suddenly she felt her face being splattered with hot cum. Opening her eyes, Karla looked up at a dark spurting cock as another gob of hot cum exploded from its tip.
"Uhhh," she moaned, sticking out her tongue, trying to catch the cum as it splashed on her nose and lips.
"Fucking bitch!" the man groaned, leaning forward, resting his cock on her outstretched tongue. "Fucking cunt ho, fucking slut," the man groaned, delirious, as he worked his hips toward Karla's face.
"Hmmm," she groaned, licking the cum off his slippery cock, swallowing it, noting the strong flavor of his hot Cuban cum.
"Ahhh siiii!" the man fucking her screamed, pushing into Karla's cunt as his cock exploded inside her steaming pussy. Someone else was coming on her face now, and she felt spurts of cum splashing on her cheeks and into her hair.
"Ohhh yeahhh, give it to me. Come on me. FUCK ME, you fucking spic bastards," Karla snarled, wanting to anger her attackers.
CRACK! One of the men slapped her face, hard. "Fuck you, white bitch slut!" the man said. "Fucking whore."
"Yeah. That's right. I am a whore. I'm a slut. I love cock. REAL cock, not these little boy dicks you fucking Puerto Ricans are showing me."
"WE - SLAP - ARE - SLAP SLAP - CUBAN!!! BITCH!" someone said, pinching her nipples so hard it brought tears to her eyes.
"I'll show this fucking bitch what a cock is like," someone said, and Karla looked up to see a 300 pound, barrel chested, immensely fat Cuban looking down on her. His cock was huge. It had to be at least ten inches long, and it was the fattest, darkest cock Karla had ever seen.
"Eyyy, es Diego. Hey, Diego, mon, where you come from, mon?"
"Diego? Fock, mon, she dead meat now, mon. Focking Diego's cock will tear the slut focking bitch apart."
"You want a beeg cock, little slut fock?" Diego said, lowering his huge body over Karla's. "Take this, you focking slut."
Diego leaned into Karla's sloppy thighs, then positioned the cock at the entrance to her cunt. The head was so thick it stretched Karla's pussy so widely she wondered if it was going to tear her apart. Then Diego began sliding into her, filling her so completely she came immediately.
"Oh God, ohhh, oh yeah, fuck me, FUCK ME, YOU FUCKING WETBACK PIECE OF SHITTTT!" Karla screamed. Diego began to giggle sadistically, reaching up to pinch Karla's nipples. She cried out with pleasure as the pain coursed through her body. Then the enormous cock stretching her cunt began to swell up inside her, filling her so completely it hurt as Diego tried to pull out of her wet cunt.
"Oh FUCK me, FUCK . . . MEEEEE!" Karla screamed again, once again coming. Two men standing near her head began spurting cum on her face, and Karla was so engrossed in fucking Diego she didn't even open her eyes to see who was anointing her face with the cum bath.
"Focking ho, focking bitch slut ho," Diego grunted, his face contorted, his eyes wild, crazed, like a huge wild animal.
"FUCK . . . MEEEEE!" Karla screeched, coming again, feeling Diego's cock swelling up inside her, feeling it growing even larger than it already was.
"Aieee, Goddddd!" Diego screamed. "I'm coming inside your wet white fucking hole, you cunt slut pig!"
Karla felt his immense cock swelling quickly, growing larger and larger, filling her, stretching her, and then it was bursting, spurting hot gobs of cum inside her pussy and she screamed and came again, almost passing out from the intensity of the orgasm that slammed into her. Diego collapsed on top of her body, taking her breath away.
"Oh please, get off me, I . . . I can't . . . breath!" Karla gasped, pushing on Diego's fat body with all her might.
"Ahhhhh," Diego sighed, rolling off Karla, leaving her gasping for breath, totally exhausted, her legs spread apart, Diego's slippery yellow goo dripping out of her pussy and onto her thighs. Karla reached down between her legs and scooped up a handful of the hot cum in her fingers, then brought them to her mouth and began sucking them.
"She a focking pig, mon. What a slut ho."
"Focking bitch. Good piece of meat, though, mon. Focking good pussy."
"Bitch loves eating cum, mon. Hot. Very hot cunt."
Karla lost track of what they were saying about her. Totally into her role of slut now, she was content to simply lay there, filled with hot cum, covered with it, as they continued to use her. Someone else was fucking her now, coming inside her wet pussy. Then she felt him pull out only to be replaced by another Cuban, then another, and another, and another....
Finally, hours later, the men told Karla she could get dressed and leave. She got up off the mattress, found her skirt and top, pulled them on, then staggered out of the back room and out of the store and into the street.
Cum was running down her legs as she walked back to the hotel, and she could feel it in her hair and all over her face. Walking through the lobby she drew horrified stares from the other guests, and in the elevator a blue haired lady with a gray haired elderly gentleman couldn't take their eyes off of her.
Karla turned toward them and smiled. "What a fucking afternoon. All I wanted to do was buy a vibrator and I ended up getting fucked by a gang of Cubans. Can you believe it?" Karla said. "Look how wet I am," she teased, raising her skirt, wiping her fingers through her sloppy cunt. Scooping out some of the cum on her fingers, Karla held her hand toward the blue haired woman. "Want some?" Karla asked.
"Ohhhhh," the woman said, her eyes rolling up into the back of her head as she fainted in her husband's arms.
"Oh fuck, sorry, mister. Guess she doesn't like cum," Karla said innocently, licking her fingers as the man stared at her. The car stopped and the doors opened. Before Karla stepped out, she pulled her tube top up over her tits and took it off. "That feels better. Sure hot out, isn't it," she said, laughing as the man stared at her tits, leaning forward, trying to catch a last glimpse of Karla as the doors closed behind her.
Laughing, she walked down the hall topless, smiling at two other guests who stopped and stared at her until she entered her room. Jake was waiting for her, and when he saw her he smiled.
"What the fuck have YOU been doing, baby?" he asked, looking at her cum covered face.
"Oh nothing special. I just went out for a little Cuban food." Then, grinning devilishly, she held up her skirt and asked, "Want some?"
