Being a slut

Some times I bitch just needs to get fucked in the ass and treated like a slut.
Well, I was that bitch.

I went through a list of guys I thought might be able to handle the job.
I really entertained the idea of calling Marcus. A very good looking black man that has made it plain he would like to stick his big black up my skinny white.
And I was about to give him a call when the doorbell rang.

To my irritation, I headed to the front door.

It was Carl. A friend of my husband since they where kids.
I don't really like Carl. He's an asshole and not overly clean.
But, in my state, I was not being overly choosy.
But, still Carl. Marcus was still a better option.
As I stood at the door talking I wondered though if Carl had what it took to fix my need.
Then I remembered what a girl said that Carl was dating for all of two months.
I her words he was hung like a mule and almost fucked her to death twice and he soaked her ass so hard that she couldn't sit for a week.

The surprise on Carls's face when I asked him was priceless.

He was the one.

I chatted with for a few minutes before I excused my self to the restroom.

It took just a bit longer then I planned. But, I had never douched my asshole before.
I wanted to make sure it was clean since that was the only hole going to be fucked.

I changed into some crotchless panties that were open on the back. Wide-open letting my 38-inch bubble butt poke out nice. And a push-up bra that made my 34D tits poke straight out.

"Ummmm." Carl started when I entered the living room.

"Get your cock out. I'm gonna suck your cock before you fuck me in the ass."/I smiled saucily pulling my blonde hair back and putting it in a the.

"Is that so." Carl smiled.

"That's so." I smiled again. "Balls deep down my throat." I finished.

"I always knew you were a dirty slut." Carl smiled arrogantly as he started unbuttoning his pants.

"Your right and you better fuck me like the dirty slut I am," I smirked going to my knees.

I will be honest. His dick was surprisingly huge. He must have been a foot long and it was fucking thick.

"My God, you girls let you fuck them with this thing." I smiled as I started stroking him.

"That cock is made for destroying married sluts assholes," Carl said in a tone letting me know what he was planning.

"As long as it's rough and deep and your balls nuts deep when you cum." I grinned just before I opened my wide and started sucking him.

"Don't worry. There will be plenty of cum for your slutty ass. Just suck my dick." Carl grinned as I looked at him with submissive eyes letting him know he owned me.

The longer I sucked and licked Carls's massive shaft the lower he sunk onto the couch.

"That's it slut. Suck me." Carl crowned as he held my hair tight and pumped his big cock into my throat as held his shaft.

I was getting so fucking horny I could feel my own jizz seeping out of me.

I was sucking Carls's nuts when he leaned back and pulled his legs up.

"Be a good bitch and lick my ass," Carl growled.

I never missed a beat and slid my tongue down his massive balls across his taint and right into his asshole.
I didn't just lick his ass. I also stuck my tongue as far up his ass as I could get it as I jacked him off.

I hadn't planned on all this. But, I figured since we where here I might as well be all the slut I ever wanted to be.

"Goddamned you nasty little bitch that feels good." Carl groaned. "Bring that slutty little pussy up here. I want to eat it."

I didn't need to be told twice and climbed up straddled Carls's face and stuck my cunt right in his mouth and went back to sucking his dick.

Carl knew how to eat pussy. I don't know where he learned it. But, damned could he make you orgasm. And the best lady is he didn't stop.
He wasn't eating you out for your pleasure. It was for him alone. Which was all more of a turn on.

After about twenty minutes I needed a break from his tongue.

So I pushed his legs together and straddled him.

Third stroke and he was deeper than my husband had ever been.

"Jesus fuck! Your cock is so fucking big!" Grunted as I rode him.

"Shut and fuck me bitch!" Carl grunted hard as I worked my stretched pussy up and down his hard cock.

When I leaned forward putting my hands on the floor pumping my pussy up and down on his shaft is when I got my first swat.

Jesus, it hurt. But, I wanted more.

"Stick a finger up my ass!" I grunted still pumping his cock with my pussy.

Grabbing my ass cheeks with one hand Carl held me tight as he lubed up my brown hole with spit and pushed a finger into my asshole.

They were nothing overly gentle about it and I didn't want it to be.
I wanted fuckee like a whore.

Carl rammed his finger up my asshole while I continued pounding my cunt onto his massive cock.

I didn't have to tell him when I was ready for a second finger.
He could tell by how lose my asshole was getting.

When he went to stick a third finger into my asshole he pushed me forward onto my hands.

I instantly wanted his big cock back inside me. But, I knew I was coming.

Leaning on my hands with my elbows locked and my feet spread wide Carl spit into my gaping asshole and shoved a third finger into my asshole.

"Fuckkkkkkk!" I growled deeply as sweet was needing up all over my body.

Carl was ruthless in fingering my asshole. It was deep, hard, and rough.

Carl held onto my back as he stood beside me roughly finger fucked my asshole stretching me out to epic proportions.
As much as I was enjoying what he was doing. I wished like hell I had a cock to suck I was so fucking horny.
The depurative of it all was overwhelming.
Never have I ever been used like this.
I could tell Carl was using me for his pleasure.

When Carl finally pulled his fingers from my asshole I fell forward onto the floor breathing hard kinda whimpering with my asshole gaping wide.

Carl gave me a minute to catch my breath before he reached down and grabbed me by my hair and started pulling me to the couch.
Eagerly I followed his lead. Laying my head on the couch Carl got behind me.

"Hold that nasty whole open for me," Carl growled.

Eagerly I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart with both hands.

"An eager little anal slut aren't you." Can't laughed a hastily.

"Fuck my shit hole," I grunted. "Fuck me like a whore in the ass."

Good thing Carl spent so much time losing me up. Because holy fuck was he big.
It took a bit for him to get his full length in me. But, damned did it feel good.

Carl didn't wait. Instantly he started banging my ass with hard, powerful strokes using his spit as lube.

He owned me and he knew it. I let him do as he pleased.

He fucked my ass. He fucked my pussy. He fucked my mouth.
It was a continual onslaught of big cock being shoved into me.

I was laying on the ottoman with my feet in the air and Carls big dick up my when he tried to fist fuck gooey box. As much as I wished it to happen and as hard as he tried it wasn't to be.

For almost three hours Carl banged me in ways my husband never could.
I took Carls's big cock any way he wanted to give it to me.
Standing, leaning, sitting, on my head. I didn't care as long as he fucked me.

I even pulled the toys from the bedroom that my husband and I keep hidden in the closet.

We used every one of them in one way or another and I did things I never dreamed of doing willingly and eagerly.

The way Carl fucked me was unbelievable. I couldn't believe how long he could stay hard and how much stamina he had. He was like a machine. Just a continual power fucking. Hers is Christ he kept me where the entire time.
His cum was also unbelievably sweet and the amount he could cum was amazing. I don't how a man can cum that much so many times. I blasted off in me or on me four fucking times.

Carl just used me. I opened the door for him and he set up camp on me.
By the time we were done screwing, I was sore, battered, and bruised.
My pussy hurt. My asshole hurt. Fuck I hurt all over.
But, damned did I feel good.

Before I pushed Carl out the door, I made him shower with me.

That was the most intense shower fucking I had ever had in my life.

That, that fucking was all about me. He fucked me to my soul. It wasn't the powerful orgasm I had. But, Jesus was it the longest.

Carl held me against the wall looking dead in my eyes the entire time.
He never looked away.
He methodically screwed me with a slow steady, gentle pace that had me whimpering and crying in lust and orgasm the entire time.
I wanted him and all of him. I wanted him forever.


I laid in bed with my legs spread as my husband sucked my tits and jackhammered his six-inch cock into me three days later. I didn't really want any sex. But, I have never turned my husband down.

That shower fucking Carl gave me was the biggest mistake I made that day.