I knew what he was doing, of course; I had received "the talk" from my mother the first time I found blood on my sheets. I just never thought that it ...ould be like that. I screamed again, begging him to stop, but my cries seemed to excite him, as did my feeble struggling. He just pinned my hands to the floor and started bucking into me with a renewed fervor.I had never been so scared in my life. My whole lower body was in agony, I could feel his hot breath on me as he held my hands with one of. I wanted to watch it and more than anything, I wanted her to love it. I wanted her to be addicted to his cock like I was getting addicted to her.I was like an alcoholic, only I was becoming addicted to my lusty wifeFriday morning, while we were cleaning up after breakfast, Karin said, "Tonight Phil is coming back into town, and wants me to celebrate his birthday with him. I'm taking the afternoon off to buy some new clothes and get my nails done. Would you be a doll and be here? You are a sexy. As we walked up the stairs I wondered how it would feel to fuck him in the ass. When we got inside we went to his room, I sat down on his bed and he said he would be right back. When he did he had a bottle of lotion in his hand. He looked at me and said ok we’re going to jack off and the first one to cum loses, so I asked him with a grin on my face what does the winner get? He said a blow job from the loser. I laughed and said I hope you like sucking cock, he said we’ll see. My best friend sat. I laid parallel across her back with both hands clasped under her tits, painfully squeezing her nipples. My head is buried in her matted dark hair. She smells sweat and sex. She smells her pussy juice getting white and viscous as my cock works its way in and out of her. " Alla." I keep saying as my thighs slaps against her butt cheeks, faster and faster. I'm burrowing into her virgin hole without mercy. She clenches the couch cover in her fists. I kick apart her ankles, lifting her hips.