SEX: Texas Style!
By unknown.
Susan looked luscious, 28, and as trim as ever, with those huge blue eyes, long blond hair, and a body a monk would kill for. She has never questioned a fantasy I wanted to fulfill and gladly played into it. I am no different regarding her fantasies; boy, does she have an imagination!
Texas has some small towns, and during our trip, we stopped in one northwest of Dallas and got our motel room. The room was very spacious and extra nice. We then decided to play out one of our favorite fantasies: I would watch Susan fuck another guy!
The town had a very nice bar (one of several), and Susan went in first, as planned. I held back a few minutes and entered the dimly lit room myself. It was no surprise to me that she had already drawn two men to her barstool. Both were hitting on her pretty heavily, and I just passed by and sat at a table. These men were huge, fully six foot eight, and a solid 250 pounds easy. I wondered almost out loud which one she would take back to the room.
We had been in the bar for about an hour, sipping drinks, and I watched the two men grab at my wife when Susan gave me the secret sign that she was headed back to the room. I paid the bar tab and left, going to the room and secreting myself in the roomy closet, sitting on a chair. With the door barely open, I could see almost the entire room.
I heard Susan’s voice outside the door, high pitched and giddy as she gets when she drinks, then I heard the key in the door. I knew it was too late to back out, and I was sure I didn’t want to. I wondered again which one of the two men she had picked when the door swung open, and the answer became apparent: she chose BOTH of them!
The door closed with a loud thud (my imagination?), and both men were on her like stink on shit. One of the guys, Bart, seemed to be the leader, and Jeff followed every command. Bart told Susan to perform a strip tease for them (and me!) and turned on the radio to give her something to dance to. My wife performed marvelously, and I was proud of her.
She stole glances in my direction and winked when she knew she could escape it. I knew she was enjoying herself, as I was surely enjoying myself, and I wanted her to have fun with this fantasy. Bart and Jeff were enjoying themselves as they cheered Susan on. She had dressed for the occasion and now was down to her stockings, garter, and high heels.
Bart told Jeff to fix them some drinks, which he did, and then Bart went after my wife. He held her tightly, and the contrast in their sizes, not to mention their tans, made Susan look more vulnerable. She slid to her knees, her face right before Bart’s crotch. She pulled down the zipper and squealed loudly at the massive dick that sprang out. Susan has a dildo back home that looks a foot long but only measures ten inches.
The dick before her MUST have been a foot long! With both hands gripping the thing, there was still more than I could ever muster remaining in the breeze. Susan began to pay that thing oral homage, leaving it with long strokes with her tongue, and attempts to take a token portion into her mouth. Bart grabbed her head with both hands and tried to force several inches down her throat, and she rolled with the blows to keep the thing from poking out the back of her head. Jeff returned with the drinks, and the blowjob was interrupted to down them.
The two guys removed their clothes, placed Susan on the bed, and lay beside her. They began to suck her wonderful tits, and I could tell by how she moved that she enjoyed how they did it. Meanwhile, their hands were not idle. They slid up and down her legs and joined forces at her pussy. She spread her legs wider, allowing them access and me a better view.
They, of course, thought it was because she wanted them to continue their actions in earnest, and they readily complied. She was so wet that the squishy sounds could be heard over the radio! She pulled Jeff on top of her, and he put her legs over his shoulders. I couldn’t have TOLD Jeff of a better position to place her in to give me such a good view!
She reached between them and guided Jeff’s massive cock to her slick and slippery pussy. He began a slow plunge into her, and she began to pull him in with her hands on his hips, urging him in. She began breathing hard while he was only halfway in and loudly moaned as he approached full penetration. When he was balls deep in her, she tossed her head back and forth on the pillow and told me later that she was most worried then about Bart’s dick.
Jeff began picking up the pace and soon had a quick rhythm. He threw back his head, let out a yell you would expect to hear in a cowboy movie, and came in torrents, so much so that I could see his cum squirting back from around his dick as he shoved it again and again into Susan’s pussy.
He fell on top of her, and Bart pulled him off to allow his access to Susan. He picked her up with one powerful arm and turned her over, setting her up on all fours. He brought his massive dick to her well-soaked and lubed hole and began to inch forward. Susan later said it was like being fucked by a telephone pole, only smoother.
She gasped. She wiggled. She fought to escape, but Bart was holding her, and there WAS no escape. Finally, Bart was balls deep in her and told her so. She wanted him to allow her to get used to being so full, but he began to plow away. The pain was incredible, she would say later but finally began to feel comfortable, then very good, and ultimately fantastic. I have never seen her cum so many times in a month, much less in only one fuck!
Bart then groaned out his cum, bucketsful, then collapsed on the bed. Susan rubbed her pussy, and felt the sodden mess the three had produced. Jeff had recovered and was anxious to have Susan suck him off. She would have accommodated him immediately if she had not just been through the three-minute mile. But Jeff thought he would be left out and said he would be right back, pulling on his trousers.
No one moved when he opened the door, and thankfully this was a very secluded part of town because he left the door wide open. When he returned, he had several long lengths of rope with him. He began to tie one end to Susan’s right wrist.
I debated long and hard about stepping in and stopping this but decided Jeff was just big and mad enough to make trouble. Besides, I enjoyed Bondage movies and rape scenes and was about to be presented with one in real life. I decided it could go on as long as Susan was in no life-threatening situations. Later, Susan said she could have stopped it herself, but when she saw the ropes, she thought I might like a bondage scene.
Jeff dragged Susan over to the luggage stand (that little frame with the straps across it) and laid her over it. He tied her right wrist to the left frame leg and crossed her left arm over to the right frame leg. Then he pulled her legs up and tied her knees to the front and rear bars. Susan looked very much like a frog, tied that way.
Then Jeff took a position in front of Susan and, holding her head up, fed her his cock. She was in a good position to take more of his dick, and he gladly gave her as much as he had. Susan choked initially, but Jeff worked with her, and they soon established a rhythm. Susan said she felt he was gentle enough not to hurt her because he worked with her.
Seeing the new scene before him, Bart had recovered and had an idea. He called someone on the phone, and I heard him say, “Bring the boys over.”
I was sure that Susan was in for a good old gang bang. He hung up, knelt behind Susan, and brought his now fully-rejuvenated dick to her well-fucked pussy, and this time she couldn’t wiggle to establish a comfortable fit. But just the same, she enjoyed the contact once again. After about fifteen minutes, a knock on the door distracted the actors in this play, and Bart opened the door and bounded two huge Labrador Retrievers and a woman holding the leashes.
The dogs strained at the restraint, pulling almost furiously toward Susan. The smell of sex hung heavily in the air, and it was a good bet the dogs were picking up on it. The woman holding the dogs tethered looked quite refined, though strong enough to hold these two dogs back.
She allowed the dogs to pull up to my wife’s cunt, and both began licking her pussy in long, though speedy licks. Susan couldn’t do anything but moan around the cock of Jeff, who still had not cum in her mouth. The woman told the dogs to sit, and they did immediately. No question, these dogs belonged to her, and they knew who the boss was.
She then began to take off her clothes and soon was standing in nothing but her stockings, garter, and high heels. A bit older, perhaps, than Susan but every bit as impressive with her body. She then told Bart to come over to her and began to suck his cock. She took more of him than Susan had and didn’t seem to mind the strain. Maybe she was used to it. Anyway, while on her knees sucking the tremendous dick of Bart, she snapped her fingers twice, and one of the dogs got up and took a position behind her, and began licking her cunt and ass.
The other dog looked at his ‘master,’ got up, and headed for Susan when she nodded. Now both women were getting licked stem to stern and enjoying it.
Jeff began to speed up his pumping and loudly moaned out his cum. Susan couldn’t keep it all in her mouth, and large globs began to run down her cheek. Jeff pulled away, and I thought that with her mouth free, we would hear about how sick these people were. But instead, she encouraged the dog to lick faster! She headed toward another cum (how many tonight?) and was being taken there by a dog at her insistence! That dispelled any thoughts of breaking this up.
The other woman was also getting hot and wet if the way the dog was licking her was any indication. She was wiggling her hips, and the dog kept up with her. But just as it appeared she was about to cum, the dog backed off and sniffed. Then the dog at Susan’s cunt did the same thing. These dogs had been trained!
When the women calmed down a little, the dogs again attacked their respective pussies. What precision! What a scene! I wanted to jerk myself off but was afraid I might get carried away and make a sound or otherwise make it obvious that I was hiding in the closet.
When the woman who had brought the dogs had calmed down for the third (fourth?) time, she concentrated on Bart’s cock, and brought him to a screaming climax. The dog on Susan walked around to the front of her and began to lick the leftover of Jeff’s sperm from her cheek, and she could not even pull away, so tightly bound, was she.
Then the dog jumped up and started feeding Susan his dog dick, and what was even more amazing, she was opening her mouth to take it! The dog stood there with his front paws on Susan’s back, pumping his dick into her mouth. This action was copied by the other dog and his ‘mate.’ These dogs were unquestionably a team, trained in this ritual, and were probably tops in their class.
The dogs were built to their climax, speeding up their backsides, when almost as though on cue, they jumped back, walked around to the rear of their women, began licking till the women were hot and wet, and climbed aboard. They had no problem acquiring penetration. Susan let out a squeal that said she enjoyed the entry, and both dogs settled into a steady, almost furious pace. I had seen movies like this before and thought the dogs would scratch the women. But that probably had been trained out of them also.
Bart and Jeff sat in the erotic scene, cheering the dogs on. Jeff needed another blowjob and stepped in front of the woman whose name we never did find out. She went at his cock with a vengeance! The dog had his paws in the middle of her back, pumping with his hind quarters, and was licking Jeff on the belly. Jeff quickly came this time and sat back down, but the dogs never missed a beat.
The woman moved over to where Susan was tied (I knew this would come), and while her dog pumped her and her other dog fucked Susan, she reached under Susan and stroked her clit.
Susan almost passed out with this added stimulus and came again in the longest cum I had EVER seen her have. As she came, her dog also came, and from my position, I could see the dog’s dick bulge out into a large knot, causing his dick to become bigger than my two fists held together! As the dog finished cumming, he stayed in place. Had he just pulled out, I doubt that he would not have taken some insides with him. The other woman’s dog was not too far behind, and they came (explosively) together.
The dogs slowly withdrew, and dog cum ran down Susan’s leg. I could not see the other woman’s pussy from where I was hidden, but I was sure it, too, was dripping dog cum. The dogs licked their doggy cum from the women’s cunts.
One of the dogs seemed to sense something was wrong and began to look around, leaving Susan alone for the first time since she arrived. The dog nosed-open the door I was hiding behind, and Bart jumped up like he had seen a ghost! But quickly recovering his senses, he ran over to me, grabbed my arm, and jerked me into the room.
Everyone began asking what was happening, and I told them the story. Well, Bart and Jeff said they enjoyed fucking my wife but didn’t like the idea of being spied on and were going to teach me a lesson. They took some rope and tied me across a chair in the same fashion that Susan was tied.
The woman motioned to her dogs, and they went into action. They worked on me like the script was started again, and I was sure it would be played out the same way. I was not disappointed; they proceeded as expected, and soon dog cum was running down MY leg. The pain was momentary and fleeting. The animal strength was difficult to deny and an erotic experience, though one that I would only want to go through once.
The two guys left and took the woman and her dogs with them. They said they were returning to the bar, telling everyone about the experience and where to find us, so we should expect company soon. We were still tied and in the dark, as they turned off the lights, making it more difficult to escape our bonds. It took what seemed like several hours for me to untie myself, and when I did, I took advantage of the way Susan was tied to fuck her from the rear, her favorite position.
I was stalling, hoping our ‘company’ would arrive soon to continue the fantasy, but they never arrived. I suppose no one believed the guys when they told them the story. I’m sorry they didn’t. Still, I fucked like never before, as I had not cum all day. When I finally did cum, it felt like the end of my dick tore open, and my balls were shot through the end of it.
I untied Susan, hugged her, let her know that I was happy that all of this had happened, that my every fantasy was realized and then some, and that I hoped that she was happy about it, too. That’s when she told me everything had been arranged for my benefit. Then she kissed me. But it was far from the end of our fantasy-chasing!
But that, as they say, is another story!
The End.
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