Stranger than Fiction By Terri
Truth is stranger than fiction and is partly why I want to relate to you an experience I had not long ago. This was an experience so intense that anytime I want to command an erection, all I need to do is reflect on what happened on that cold night in January. A black university student, I was attending a well-known mid-west University and delivering pizza part-time. As I said, it was January, cold and about 11pm as I made my way through an affluent neighborhood to make my last delivery before the end of my shift. The house was large and rigged with security cameras around the perimeter; apart from that it was fairly inconspicuous.
Before I had a chance to ring the doorbell the door was already open. The gentleman who opened the door--I learned later his name was Gene--offered a very cheerful hello as he invited me in. He asked me to wait a moment as he disappeared into the house, apparently to search for cash. He was about six foot four inches, about an inch taller than myself; the pictures on the wall and other paraphernalia confirmed a military background. In the light that was available, I noticed a number of small rose bush plants, and a lone fern guarding the base of the staircase. I waited for what seemed like a long time and, as I recall now, there was a slightly audible conversation going on in the distance, a conversation with a distinctly conspiratorial tone about it. Finally, he returned alone, handed me the cash, gestured for me to keep the change, and then began escorting me out. Before we reached the door, he spoke abruptly. ?Can you do me a favor?? Before I could answer, he went on. ?My wife, Terri, has been having a crises of confidence recently and I was wondering if I could invite her out here and maybe you can say something to cheer her up, something about how good she looks. She thinks her ass is fat, so maybe you could comment on her ass.? I allowed what he said to sink in for a moment, then said sure.
As Terri made her way into the light, I was struck by how beautiful she was. I immediately thought this crises thing was a ruse. She was petite with blonde hair and blue eyes, a strong frame that captured the quintessential female form. She had a perfectly shaped mouth sporting naturally red lips. My cock began to stir slightly at the sight of her mouth. Without being too vulgar here, the image of her sucking my cock flashed across my mind and blinded me momentarily. I intuitively began to make sense of the situation. As I observed her close I knew instantly the couple had been fucking before I arrived. There was a run on oxygen in the room as I struggled to breathe deeply. Terri did not display the self-doubt her husband spoke about; quite the opposite, in fact, she held my gaze for a moment as her tongue found the corner of her cheek. She snuggled up to her husband as she stood before me. ?My wife Terri thinks her ass is too big, and I was wondering if you could offer us your unbiased opinion,? Gene continued. ?This is not so important an issue as my husband makes it out to be,? she offered in her own defence. ?Do you think she has a big ass? Understanding her cue she did a short pirouet, pausing briefly for me to see her ass.? Terri was wearing a grey track pants that was nevertheless snug enough to show off her great looking ass. ?I think she has a great ass,? I said simply. Gene, clearly not satisfied the issue had been resolved, pressed on. ?Come on Terri,? he said, 'show the man your ass.? Terri turned her back to me, and in one motion pulled her pants down to her knees as she grabbed her ankles. It was fucking incredible. Not surprising, she was not wearing any underwear, and looking at the perfect heart-shaped ass that was staring back at me, I could see her blonde pussy hairs in the gap between her legs. Whatever the functional considerations that went into the design of her ass, fucking, I am sure, was clearly one of them.
The rush of adrenalin was incredible. I remember only that my cock was hot and aching hard against my leg, and the absurd notion that I could find relief only with her lips wrapped warmly around my cock or with my cock buried deep inside her pussy. Gene had disappeared. He returned moments later, handed me a glass of wine, I gulped down the wine in an instant. The effect of the wine was immediate. I leaned back on the couch with my legs apart as Terri undid my pants. My cock sprang forward into her hands. She looked at it lovingly and began nibbling around the edges. In my peripheral vision, I could see that Gene had taken a seat in a chair off in the corner of the room. In a clumsy gesture of intimacy, I traced my fingers along the angular planes of her beautiful face and, finally, with four fingers under her chin, I used my thumb to trace the outline of her mouth, before lewdly sliding it between her lips.
Already painfully hard in her hand, my cock grew to the max as her tongue swirled around my thumb. Her mouth abandoned my thumb and, turning her attention to my cock, began showering it with small delicate kisses. She licked up and down the shaft as if signaling her approval of the length, then, finally taking most of it in her mouth, she began sucking it. Terri is a superb cocksucker and I envied the husband who was sitting off to the side. Her expert tongue felt so good. She sucked faster and faster, and I began pumping my cock in and out of those warm lips while I held her head in my hands, in essence, fucking her face. I absolutely love getting my cock sucked, but even though I enjoy it immensely, I have trouble reaching orgasm that way. I reached down and began stroking her inner thigh, not long after which my hand found its way to her damp pussy where I inserted one finger then another. It was not long after that my tension-ridden body gave in and my cock erupted in her mouth. She swallowed most of it; the rest dribbled down her chin and onto my thigh.
I told her I wanted to fuck her and, as I began messaging my own cock, I instructed her to lay on the floor with her legs open and play with her pussy until I was good and hard again. Cock in hand, I walked over to Terri, stood between her legs, still stroking my cock, then used my foot to spread her legs further apart. Kneeling down I could easily see how wet she was. I ran my cock teasingly along the vertical of her slit, causing her to bite down on her lower lip in anticipation of a rough and painful entry. Terri gasped as I ease my cock into her ultra-warm pussy and immediately began with hard deliberate strokes. As we went at it, I grew stronger, my stroking becoming more violent. I eased up for a moment to cradle the upper part of her back and shoulders with my arms. We fucked like animals--hard and wonderfully. My blissfully hard cock found utopia plumbing the delicious depths of her tight pussy. Sensing that I was letting up, Terri whispered in my ear for me to fuck her harder as she tightened her legs around me. I pulled out before I came for the second time, spraying my cum all over her pussy and lower abdomen.
"Happy orgasms to all y'all!" Luv, terri
Truth is stranger than fiction and is partly why I want to relate to you an experience I had not long ago. This was an experience so intense that anytime I want to command an erection, all I need to do is reflect on what happened on that cold night in January. A black university student, I was attending a well-known mid-west University and delivering pizza part-time. As I said, it was January, cold and about 11pm as I made my way through an affluent neighborhood to make my last delivery before the end of my shift. The house was large and rigged with security cameras around the perimeter; apart from that it was fairly inconspicuous.
Before I had a chance to ring the doorbell the door was already open. The gentleman who opened the door--I learned later his name was Gene--offered a very cheerful hello as he invited me in. He asked me to wait a moment as he disappeared into the house, apparently to search for cash. He was about six foot four inches, about an inch taller than myself; the pictures on the wall and other paraphernalia confirmed a military background. In the light that was available, I noticed a number of small rose bush plants, and a lone fern guarding the base of the staircase. I waited for what seemed like a long time and, as I recall now, there was a slightly audible conversation going on in the distance, a conversation with a distinctly conspiratorial tone about it. Finally, he returned alone, handed me the cash, gestured for me to keep the change, and then began escorting me out. Before we reached the door, he spoke abruptly. ?Can you do me a favor?? Before I could answer, he went on. ?My wife, Terri, has been having a crises of confidence recently and I was wondering if I could invite her out here and maybe you can say something to cheer her up, something about how good she looks. She thinks her ass is fat, so maybe you could comment on her ass.? I allowed what he said to sink in for a moment, then said sure.
As Terri made her way into the light, I was struck by how beautiful she was. I immediately thought this crises thing was a ruse. She was petite with blonde hair and blue eyes, a strong frame that captured the quintessential female form. She had a perfectly shaped mouth sporting naturally red lips. My cock began to stir slightly at the sight of her mouth. Without being too vulgar here, the image of her sucking my cock flashed across my mind and blinded me momentarily. I intuitively began to make sense of the situation. As I observed her close I knew instantly the couple had been fucking before I arrived. There was a run on oxygen in the room as I struggled to breathe deeply. Terri did not display the self-doubt her husband spoke about; quite the opposite, in fact, she held my gaze for a moment as her tongue found the corner of her cheek. She snuggled up to her husband as she stood before me. ?My wife Terri thinks her ass is too big, and I was wondering if you could offer us your unbiased opinion,? Gene continued. ?This is not so important an issue as my husband makes it out to be,? she offered in her own defence. ?Do you think she has a big ass? Understanding her cue she did a short pirouet, pausing briefly for me to see her ass.? Terri was wearing a grey track pants that was nevertheless snug enough to show off her great looking ass. ?I think she has a great ass,? I said simply. Gene, clearly not satisfied the issue had been resolved, pressed on. ?Come on Terri,? he said, 'show the man your ass.? Terri turned her back to me, and in one motion pulled her pants down to her knees as she grabbed her ankles. It was fucking incredible. Not surprising, she was not wearing any underwear, and looking at the perfect heart-shaped ass that was staring back at me, I could see her blonde pussy hairs in the gap between her legs. Whatever the functional considerations that went into the design of her ass, fucking, I am sure, was clearly one of them.
The rush of adrenalin was incredible. I remember only that my cock was hot and aching hard against my leg, and the absurd notion that I could find relief only with her lips wrapped warmly around my cock or with my cock buried deep inside her pussy. Gene had disappeared. He returned moments later, handed me a glass of wine, I gulped down the wine in an instant. The effect of the wine was immediate. I leaned back on the couch with my legs apart as Terri undid my pants. My cock sprang forward into her hands. She looked at it lovingly and began nibbling around the edges. In my peripheral vision, I could see that Gene had taken a seat in a chair off in the corner of the room. In a clumsy gesture of intimacy, I traced my fingers along the angular planes of her beautiful face and, finally, with four fingers under her chin, I used my thumb to trace the outline of her mouth, before lewdly sliding it between her lips.
Already painfully hard in her hand, my cock grew to the max as her tongue swirled around my thumb. Her mouth abandoned my thumb and, turning her attention to my cock, began showering it with small delicate kisses. She licked up and down the shaft as if signaling her approval of the length, then, finally taking most of it in her mouth, she began sucking it. Terri is a superb cocksucker and I envied the husband who was sitting off to the side. Her expert tongue felt so good. She sucked faster and faster, and I began pumping my cock in and out of those warm lips while I held her head in my hands, in essence, fucking her face. I absolutely love getting my cock sucked, but even though I enjoy it immensely, I have trouble reaching orgasm that way. I reached down and began stroking her inner thigh, not long after which my hand found its way to her damp pussy where I inserted one finger then another. It was not long after that my tension-ridden body gave in and my cock erupted in her mouth. She swallowed most of it; the rest dribbled down her chin and onto my thigh.
I told her I wanted to fuck her and, as I began messaging my own cock, I instructed her to lay on the floor with her legs open and play with her pussy until I was good and hard again. Cock in hand, I walked over to Terri, stood between her legs, still stroking my cock, then used my foot to spread her legs further apart. Kneeling down I could easily see how wet she was. I ran my cock teasingly along the vertical of her slit, causing her to bite down on her lower lip in anticipation of a rough and painful entry. Terri gasped as I ease my cock into her ultra-warm pussy and immediately began with hard deliberate strokes. As we went at it, I grew stronger, my stroking becoming more violent. I eased up for a moment to cradle the upper part of her back and shoulders with my arms. We fucked like animals--hard and wonderfully. My blissfully hard cock found utopia plumbing the delicious depths of her tight pussy. Sensing that I was letting up, Terri whispered in my ear for me to fuck her harder as she tightened her legs around me. I pulled out before I came for the second time, spraying my cum all over her pussy and lower abdomen.
"Happy orgasms to all y'all!" Luv, terri
