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Mister part 2
2:37PM on January 07, 2012

Mister, Mister, Mister....smh...boy does that man know how to work a pussy over. For the next 4 hours he tamed my firery pussy. Hehad me in doggy style and began by easing his fingers deep in my pussy . Stroking my G-spot and watching my pussy quiver as I came and came and came some more. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore he slid the head of his dick in. It was such a sharp pain that my momentary euphoria had evaporated. Warning bells were going off in my head as I struggled to turn around. He just griped my waist harder and told me to relax. He said he would go slow because he knew I had never had a dick as big as his. Well that wasn't entirely true but I hadn't had that other dick in some years. He began working his head in and out my pussy and pulling my hair. Anyone who has been with me knows that hair pulling automatically gets my pussy wet. I began to relax and enjoy his massive dick until he pushed deeper in. I began to grip the bed sheets and was trying to find a way to take the dick. As he pushed deeper and deeper, my body betrayed my mind. In my mind I was thinking "Oh god he is gonna give me a hysterectomy" but my pussy was getting wetter and wetter and began clamping down on his dick. He began fucking me harder and harder saying that his wife couldn't take all his dick and he wanted to see if I could. Before I could say no he maybe that final thrust and had all 10inches buried to the hilt in my pussy. He sat there breathing hard and saying "Oh my god, oh my god, she took it all" as if he was in disbelief. I was in disbelief.

After a few minutes of letting my pussy adjust to his massive dick, he began to slowly to ease out and push back in little by little. For the first few moments there were sharp pains but I was determined to conquer his dick. It was just so yummy looking and I just had to have it at all costs. He start working a slow whind and all I could think of was how hard I love being fucked but with him it was gonna take time to build up to that level. He began biting me on my shoulder which just sent my pussy into over drive. He then reached around me and grabbed me by my throat and pulled me into him. By this point I was gone, He was thoroughly taming me and I would do whatever he asked, He started saying that I was gonna be his bitch for life and that my pussy was no longer mine and belonged to him. All I could do was say "Yes Daddy" which sent him into a frenzy. He began to pound my pussy and I felt like he was hitting an unseen nerve in my spine. It felt like his dick was trying to find an exit through my stomach but my pussy just kept getting wetter and wetter. My body began to shake and I started Cuming. The more I came the harder he fucked me. It was as if me Cuming was fueling his frenzy to fuck me harder and deeper. He no longer wanted to fuck me doggy style anymore so he flipped me on my back while he kept pounding my pussy. Lord what did he do that for? I couldn't take him all in that position. But instead of being a "punk" (lol) I just kept putting my knees into his chest to shorten his stroke and the depth. After a while he got hipped to that and told me to stop running and take the dick. All I could say was ok and gave a silent prayer that I would be able to have kids one day and that my ovaries would remain intact. (I know I sound like a drama queen but any chick who has had a massive dick for the first time or hasn't had one in years and then gets one knows what I am talking about).

He began licking and sucking my nipples to get me back into the mood cause my mind had gone into protect my ovaries mood. As he began to suck my nipples he started to rub my clit and once again my body betrayed me and my pussy started getting wet. My juices started to run down my thighs and he stops and looks down and says how much he loves that my body responds to him like that. As the euphoria begins to lift again and I start to feel the weight of his dick in my pussy he grabs both my ankles puts them over his shoulders and pushes deep into my pussy. I scream at the shocking sensations coursing through my body as he just holds still. He then begans to roll his hips and once again I am sent over the edge and start cuming. He starts yelling at me to look at him and not to break eye contact as I try to sink into oblivion. Be grabs my shoulders and began to pump harder and faster and I just keep cuming. My legs have a mind of their own and began to slide off his shoulders and he stops, yanks my ankles and says, "You better keep them legs up here or Daddy is gonna have to punish you." Now the real me likes to test men's limits and boundaries but him and that massive dick had me submitting to his requests and even though my legs wanted to slide off his shoulders, I fought to keep them up there and he pounded my pussy and had me cuming over and over again.

Just when I thought it was over, he flipped me on my side and started fucking me sideways. He began to "stir" his dick in my pussy causing me to grip the side of the bed. The sensations were so overwhelming that I started to try and slide off the bed. He just politely held me in place and told me to stop running and take his good dick. I laid there and took every inch and prayed it would end. I thought it was funny, the girl who is always horny and wants more and more was completely broken down and submitting. But I would never tell him that. LOL.

I can't count the number of positions he put me in, some already tried and some new and foreign to me. I do know that after 4 hours and having my pussy pounded I kept thinking, damn I hope he gets tired soon. He had me on all fours at the edge of the bed and was fucking me doggy style while he stood up. It got to be too much and my body betrayed my mind and I was cuming and cuming that I decided to just lay on my stomach and take it cause I swear he was hitting that nerve again in my spine. Well he wasn't having that and while he continued to pound my pussy, he reached around me and hoisted me back up on all fours. I just was so tired and done that I said ok. After 4:20 mins this man still hadn't cum and it looked like he was gonna fuck me until I passed out so I began crawling forward on the bed. He started following behind me saying "I told you to stop running from this dick." I just kept crawling forward and he kept following until he was on the bed too. At last he got tired of me "running" he reached around me and grabbed me by my throat which sent a shock wave directly to my pussy and I was cuming again and he pounded my pussy so hard that I just started screaming and moaning non stop, telling him "Yes Daddy", "Please don't stop daddy" "Aww fuck me" "fuck me harder" "this is your pussy" "I love your dick daddy" that it finally sent him over the edge and he finally busted this huge nut all over my ass, my back, and down my thighs and my pussy went into overdrive and I came so hard that my whole body shook. I scrambled away from him and laid on the corner of the bed shaking and my legs twitching. I was delirious and thoroughly tamed.

I laid there unable to move from the sheer amounts of times that I came and was exhausted, He craweled over to me and hugged me close and said he was never gonna let me be a one time fuck cause he finally found someone to take all his dick. He said give him 20 mins and we could start all over again.

Needless to say that as soon as he fell a sleep I put my clothes on with cum still dripping off me and hightailed it outta there. SMH...but after a few weeks my body betrayed me again and we began fucking regularly for over 6 months until I thought he was trying to really work it out with his wife and I cut him off.

 2 years later since our last encounter and he still calls and wants to fuck but I have found a dick that surpasses his and once again I am caught up with a married man....SMH But this married man is the SHIT in the bedroom and I am truly addicted...read about him soon titled "Mr. Addiction"

Mister
11:27PM on September 13, 2011

Mmm...where do I start? Well it goes back 2 years ago, I ran into a childhood friend. We chatted and all the while I stared at his body and couldn't believe that the scrawny lil boy from back in the day who was a trouble maker has turned out to be such a fine speciemn. I mean his body is hard and chiseled and I could see that beneath his wife beater that he had on.

After chatting and talking we exchanged email addresses and to my dismay he was married. I thought oh well at least I am safe from wanting to sit on his dick and ride into the sunset or having him put his dick in my mouth. I began to wonder why was I so facsinated with his dick. What did it look like? How would it feel? What did it taste like? Needless to say my inner succubus was starting to appear and I had to get a hold on her.

After that day we began to exchange emails and pictures of our families. I was still single so only offered up pictures of my siblings that he grew up with too. He on the other hand sent pics of his children but never of his wife. The pictures that he did send of himself were too hot but didn't show enough. Just his amazing chiseled chest and killer abs. My mouth would water and I would always feel an immediate jolt to my pussy...Sigh...smh...after a month of talking via email, my birthday was approaching and I invited him to my party. He gladly accepted but made no mention of if he would be bringing his wife. I would joke with my friends that he better bring her cause if he didn't and I got drunk enough, I would not be responsible for what would happen and how I would pretty much jump all over him.

He began emailing that he was excited to see me and couldn't wait. To my dismay he said he would be bringing his wife. Well at the night of the party he showed up looking fine as ever with his wife who I greeted warmly and told myself that even though he had jolts shooting in my pussy, he was off limits. Funny thing is that after 5 mins of greeting them they disappeared. I didn't see him the rest of the night as I partied away and took home my birthday present from a male friend of mine...his barber...lol.

Anyway, I woke up the next day with an email from him apologizing for leaving so quickly and that he wanted to make it up to me by taking me out for dinner and drinks. I hesitated then thought what the hell what could happen in a public plac? I agreed to dinner 2 weeks from that day. During the 2 weeks he was in constant contact and stating how excited he was to see me and to catch up.

The day arrived and I was all jitters. I knew I was attracted to him but I also know how liquor unleashes my inner succubus and knew that drinks with him could be a huge mistake. We met at a very nice posh restaurant where he greeted me with the tighest hug and kiss on my cheek. We drank, chatted, and had a genuine good time catching up. After 5 drinks conversation turned to our childhood and how he remembered some of the quirky things I did and how I dressed.  We talked about his children and his family until the place closed. We didn't want the night to end so after a debate he got a suite at a hotel.

We talked more and he had popped open a bottle from the mini bar. Drinks flowed and so did the conversation. But I must admitt that I saw that look in his eyes at dinner and even more so at this point. You know the look, the one that says he is devouring you with his eyes, and how he is just waiting to get a signal to put his hands all over your body. I began to get nervous because I knew that my resolve would disappear but mentally I had a problem with him being married.

He slid closer and began to massage my scalp and I feel into blissful happiniess...he began to kiss my cheek, my neck, and my shoulder. I pulled away and stated that I need to leave. He walked over to me and asked me what was wrong? I told him he already knew the answer. He knew how I was raised and by who. He then started talking about his marriage and why they left that night of my party. Apparently (could all be game) his wife was uncomfortable with me having big breast and she knows that is his weakness. I laughed it off and said it didn't change the fact that he was still married. He began to say that yes he was married but he was separated and was not happy. He said he would try to talk me into it and it was my choice.

I turned to leave being positive that I could walk away until he grabbed me and turned me to face him. That look on his face...the hunger and desire had me wanting to see what would happen. He slowly lowered his head and kissed me lightly. First nipping at my lips, then licking them. He slid his tongue in my mouth and I greedily opened to meet his tongue...BABY...smh...the explosion that rocked through my body when our tongues met had me panting and gasping.

He grabbed my ponytail and pulled my head back. He began to roughly kiss me and shoved me against the wall. This excited me so much that I felt my pussy cumming. He began grabbing my tits and lightly kissing me. A mixture of roughness and gentleness...my mind couldn't keep up. He held me against the wall and told me not to move or I would regret it. He began to slid down to the flow all the while kissing my tits, my stomach and my pussy through my dress. He slid my dress up and began rubbing and smacking my ass.

He turned me towards the wall and said that if I moved I would regret it. He began sliding my thong down while kissing and biting my ass cheeks. I jumped a bit and was rewarded with a slap on the ass. My mind was racing but I couldn't think...only feel what he was doing to my body. I first felt his breath on my pussy before I felt the softest tongue flick across my pussy hole. I shuddered and was once again slapped on my ass and told not to move. At this point my pussy is dripping in anticipation and I had already cum once.

He reached his finger up and rubbed my pussy lips and said...damn baby you cumming already. He showed me that his finger was covered with my cum and I was embarassed. He told me he loves that I can so effortlessly and that he was going to enjoy the next 4 hours....TO BE CONTINUED