ultimate surrender blog

“Oooh, darn, I was hoping to get the wall seat. Could we
switch?” Brian looked up and drank in the person addressing him. He had
never seen her before and he knew he would have remembered someone that
pretty.

She was tall, close Brian’s 5′10″, and slender. She wore a
Swimming Team sweatshirt that explained her well toned legs and defined
her breasts to be large enough to get Brian’s fingers itching. Her hair
was light brown and her eyes a pale green. A little makeup for the
proper illusions and Brian felt like he was looking at a goddess.

Statistics does train the mind to think well, and Brian was
able to absorb all those thoughts without staring gape-mouthed at her.

“I love you,” she whispered, barely able to talk. “I can’t tell you how
fantastic that was. I think every girl should be gang-banged like that at
least once in her life.”
“I can feel you’re full of cum. Do you still think you’ll be empty?”
She grinned. “No, I doubt if I’ll ever drain all that out. There’s
still room for more. I want your cum too, Jeremy.”
We kissed again as we fucked slow and easy. I could feel her insides
were slippery, lubricated beyond belief by all the cum deposited in her. I
responded to her urging hands and legs and picked up the tempo. I felt her
pussy contract as she had another orgasm, and the silky feel inside her made
me want to fuck her harder. Her hands reached down and held my hips, and
I started making faster strokes, going deeper and harder, bringing her back
to the pace set by the others. She responded, spreading her legs wider and
giving me free access to her innermost body. I lifted myself off of her,
leaving my thrusting cock as the only point of contact between us. I could
feel her start to shake, and actually felt her pussy start to suck on my
cock. I exploded in her with force, and felt my jism drive out the cum
inside as it filled her deepest cavity. I came for almost a whole minute,
burst after burst traveling up the shaft to spew out into her. She arched
her back, lifting her pussy up to ’suck’ the cum out of me.

I could feel Paul erupting in her cream filled love nest. Muscular
contractions of Debbie’s cunt told me she was having another orgasm, but I
still wasn’t ready to quit. Bob jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom,
and we could hear a long splash as he urinated heavily. Paul, also done,
crawled out from underneath Debbie and lay on the floor, watching as I got
down to business and started to really fuck Debbie’s ass. She dropped her
head and shoulders down on the bed, and although she was whimpering and
moaning, she began to push her ass towards me with every thrust. I grabbed
her hips and increased the tempo, giving her all I had. I felt her asshole
open up, as she totally relaxed and took what she was getting. My cum
boiled up out of my raging cock and I buried my shaft deep and shot load
after load of hot sperm into her. It was the most incredible climax I had
ever experienced, and I, too, felt like I poured a quart of cum up her ass.
As I started to shrink, her ass contracted and forced my cock out. Her
legs were shaking and she slid down to lie flat on the bed. She turned her
head to the side and murmured “That was the answer to all my fantasies. I
am one fucked out lady.”
I looked at the clock by the bed, and as she fell asleep I whispered in
her ear “Rest up, baby. You’ve been fucking for only an hour, and we still
have two more days to go. I’m sure we’ll all be back for lots more.”
Debbie opened one eye and smiled at me. “Just wake me up. I’m going to
give anything, anytime. Remember?” Then her eye closed again as she fell
asleep, still tied to the bed.

Debbie opened the door and walked out. She wasn’t naked, but she didn’t
have much on, either. She was wearing a black, lacy top that tied in the
front and barely contained her tits. The one string holding the two sides
together looked ready to snap, and left her skin exposed from the black
satin neck band down to her navel. The top was short, barely reaching her
smooth stomach. She was wearing black shorts, very brief and made of a
soft terrycloth that molded itself to the contours of her pussy and ass.
There was a small wet spot where the shorts dipped into her pussy, and I
could tell by her flushed face that she was primed and ready.
“No, I’m not naked yet. Do you want me to be?” Her voice was charged
with emotion, and she fingered the tie to her skimpy top. I looked at the
others, and all were standing with their mouths open and staring at Debbie.
The sound of their breathing was loud, and I could see several were already
sporting hard-ons.
“Well, what do you say, guys? Do we want her naked?” I asked.
“Yes!” “You bet!” “Fuckin A!”

“Not yet, but I’m sure I will, sex master!” she answered, and then shut
the door again.
I went outside to greet John and Dave, and as we exchanged handshakes
Bob’s van pulled up with Mike and Paul. The three of them lived close by
each other and had driven up […]

I was all set to go up north to our cabin on the lake for the weekend.
I had made plans with several of my friends, and we were all going to meet
at the cabin Friday night for two wonderful days away from the city, our
jobs, and our families. Just the “boys” […]