I readily tell my friends about my new hobby, though usually only if they ask me what I have been up to lately. Nobody seems particularly shocked when...I tell them. Most of my male friends just don't really seem that interested. I literally have to put them in the stories to get them to read them. Yes, Pete and Joe are both friends of mine. As for women, it is not something I would normally bring up on the first date. I think you can understand that. But, after a while it is bound to come. It had irritated her beyond belief, that Peter had left her feeling so ‘fucking horny’ and not just because she wanted sex. It was his whole attitude to her wanting him to stay at home, that gnawed at her soul. He had insisted on going to work, acting like he was someone indispensable. Even her “Boring, boring, boring,” insult couldn’t change his mind. Later on, standing under the shower, Sally began to think maybe there was a way she could have her cake, and eat it. “If Mohammed won't go to. After we were done laughing at her I ran up to her and I grabbed her by the throat, picked her up, and slammed her on the desk. She was now on her back. I spread her legs and grabbed a bottle of lube and lubed up her ass and pushed the head of my cock into her tight ass hole. As I was inching my way in her ass, her body was jerking around in pain. I put her legs on my shoulders and grabbed them and violently thrust the rest of my massive cock, balls deep into her ass. Her beautiful perfect ass. “Such a pretty tight wet white pussy….” I heard him mumble just before he rammed all nine inches of his thickness up inside me and start fucking me deep, hard and rough. I was in another realm as he controlled my body. His cock was slamming deeper and deeper into me and his hand slid up my back and pulled back hard on my hair. “You are a nasty little fucking white whore.” He whispered into my ear as he pulled me back onto him and launched into me even deeper. I screamed in pleasure as the room.