Mike's Madness
This is my wife Tammy people think I’m crazy for sharing her but  she was put here to spread her legs and satisfy all men. The night we got married and went back to the hotel I had my bestman and all 4 Groomsman go to the room with us her still in her wedding dress I let all of them bang her all night while I watched then they left I fucked her. She had each guy Cindys in her panties she wore under her dress and she still has them.

This is my wife Tammy people think I’m crazy for sharing her but  she was put here to spread her legs and satisfy all men. The night we got married and went back to the hotel I had my bestman and all 4 Groomsman go to the room with us her still in her wedding dress I let all of them bang her all night while I watched then they left I fucked her. She had each guy Cindys in her panties she wore under her dress and she still has them.

Viewer Contribution: Getting ready to go out and get laid

Viewer Contribution: Getting ready to go out and get laid

His wife came home early from a night out dancing with the girls.  I guess she was pretty horny after all that dancing, because she started shaking that ass for all of us to see.  The next thing I know, we’re heading for the bedroom where she drained us all.

kirarass:

He gambled away his wife

Cleaning day has become our favorite day since my wife started wearing a frilly maid outfit and I started inviting friends over to watch and play.

Cleaning day has become our favorite day since my wife started wearing a frilly maid outfit and I started inviting friends over to watch and play.

Book club changed after they read fifty shades of grey.
onlymature:

My sort of party…though you wouldn’t catch me wearing white socks!

Book club changed after they read fifty shades of grey.

onlymature:

My sort of party…though you wouldn’t catch me wearing white socks!

My wife old me to shut up and sit in a corner while she sucked and fucked some guys from her work.
cuckwifey:

does your wife fuck your friends?

My wife old me to shut up and sit in a corner while she sucked and fucked some guys from her work.

cuckwifey:

does your wife fuck your friends?

Do you ever dream about your wife being naked, on her knees, giving blowjobs to rednecks and getting finger fucked from behind at the local bar?

Do you ever dream about your wife being naked, on her knees, giving blowjobs to rednecks and getting finger fucked from behind at the local bar?

Shared wife getting a cum bath.

Shared wife getting a cum bath.

Your wife always said, the more “gangsta” the better.  Thugs fuck better…
cuckoldcaps:

The more “Gansta” the better…

Your wife always said, the more “gangsta” the better.  Thugs fuck better…

cuckoldcaps:

The more “Gansta” the better…

Sharing your wife means more fun for everyone.

Sharing your wife means more fun for everyone.

User Submitted - Topless by the pool

User Submitted - Topless by the pool

   Perverting Sister Kay

     The convent provided sister Kay many reasons to drip. The outside world gave her an opportunity to feel carnal awakenings. I turned her bad. The convent showed her what two girls could do in the middle of the night while Mother Superior was spanking the ranking sister into a flurry of shame and wet confessions. The priest who used to drool while sister Kay confessed her sinful week taught her the joys of smoking.

   Sister Kay was tasked to illuminate the convent within the guidelines of the “Penitential Books”, a series of books which explored the very nature of sex and sin in all wanton forms. “Every misdeed or sin was described and elaborated at length, and penalties penances or acts of amends for sins were prescribed for each.  In it, the holy circle of perverse older males declared masturbation to be a greater sin than fornication.” As sister Kay discovers in her own wet world of chaotic bliss, masturbation created a great fear with her. Sister Kay felt she was damned.

   “I had no understanding of sexuality.  I thought sexuality was abominable, it was taboo, it was dirty.  I have tried to live asexually, my life as a complete celibate. I was 19 when I started having orgasms in my sleep and I knew how it could happen, it happened about six times a year before I went in the convent. During my time in the convent it happened once and I thought I was going to die of shame.  Now it happens about eight times a year.  It happens when there is a build up of pressure in my life and I feel very stressed, then it happens. At one time I went six months without it happening and I thought, that’s it, I’m free.”

   Salvation comes from self awareness and the expressive thoughts a girl conjures while her flesh seeks refuge in the warm glow of lust making her body turn from saintly into filthy. Sister Kay was a curious one, and her cravings built up to the point she had to leave, to make a break, to sin as no one ever before. One fantasy after another she consumed with such delight as to make all males shudder in fear they could not mount her and tame what she gave them to abuse. It was the animal in her coming to take control of lust as her drenched holes opened, as her hands busied and made flesh wet, as her mouth gave thanks to be able to taste and lick and suckle and feast and spit and nibble and gorge like the heathen born again in female guise. Sister Kay, alone from her teachings, from the convent, from the sinners called holy, she became herself. Self flagellation, the act of hitting yourself with a whip as a way to punish yourself or as part of a religious ritual… Kay perfected the act with her hand.

   A pussy sending electric shocks to her mind needed to be calmed and her hands knew how to hit. A slap, a hit, a series of fast licks of open hand to a wet cunt that sounded like the wails of sluts in hell cumming hard made her mind drift, made her pussy shudder, made her find bliss in being such wanton flesh for a Man to wreak havoc upon and in. This made her cum hard, this beating of sinful pussy gave her a concert inside her womb as her lips licked back thanking the open hand for delivering her from her own nasty mind. The hands never tired of hitting such wet tight flesh and made sure she heard the thunder before each orgasm was ripped from her body through the ritual of pain. In this she was religious.

   Kay worships with an open mind and a very hungry belly. Leaving the convent gave her need, making her life an unholy testament to the animal inside gave her a hunger she could only find peace in when she had to work hard to suck a load of hot, fresh, warm love from a Black Man who had the Dick big enough to make her gag. Big enough to hurt her pride until she took it all like the good lily white little slut she knows she can be. You see, sinners one and all, it takes dedication to the art of fellatio to know what kind of girl a cock-sucker can be.

   For as long as this wonderful Black Man would put her to task and make her find redemption in the pure acts of responsive need that grew inside a girl sent away because her parents knew she was born to be used, and to use. But her genes could not be denied. Kay was wet, Kay stays wet, Kay will fuck you senseless and make fun of the limp white Dick that no longer keeps up with her insatiable want. But she sleeps well, she sleeps without nightmares, she sleeps in warm love and deep care safely after her Black Lover abuses the sinner she is. Even the most vile girl needs to be put to bed feeling like a small girl who has been made good again. And she knows her place. Kay likes her place, it fills her with a sense of purpose and she can’t stand not having the smell of a Black Man in her nostrils nor on every inch of her naked form. That is her faith, her religious experience to submit to and worship. Kay is pure girl, flesh born to howl and she will not cease being what life gave her, for Me to use.

   She loved to choke as she tried hard to swallow the whole package and show how good she can be when she leaks hot pussy juice for fucking. Kay prayed on massive Dick, she drank volumes of cum, she moaned her own confession with each wipe of her lips across hard meat destined to feed the hungriest of all sinners and make them pay for pasts unforgiven. To set her kneeling, she took it all, to set her free, her mouth swore her oath of never spitting out the good seed, to never deny such magnificent sin its place in her throat for as long as she could serve this wonderful feast of flesh called Black Dick.

Sir
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   Perverting Sister Kay

     The convent provided sister Kay many reasons to drip. The outside world gave her an opportunity to feel carnal awakenings. I turned her bad. The convent showed her what two girls could do in the middle of the night while Mother Superior was spanking the ranking sister into a flurry of shame and wet confessions. The priest who used to drool while sister Kay confessed her sinful week taught her the joys of smoking.

   Sister Kay was tasked to illuminate the convent within the guidelines of the “Penitential Books”, a series of books which explored the very nature of sex and sin in all wanton forms. “Every misdeed or sin was described and elaborated at length, and penalties penances or acts of amends for sins were prescribed for each.  In it, the holy circle of perverse older males declared masturbation to be a greater sin than fornication.” As sister Kay discovers in her own wet world of chaotic bliss, masturbation created a great fear with her. Sister Kay felt she was damned.

   “I had no understanding of sexuality.  I thought sexuality was abominable, it was taboo, it was dirty.  I have tried to live asexually, my life as a complete celibate. I was 19 when I started having orgasms in my sleep and I knew how it could happen, it happened about six times a year before I went in the convent. During my time in the convent it happened once and I thought I was going to die of shame.  Now it happens about eight times a year.  It happens when there is a build up of pressure in my life and I feel very stressed, then it happens. At one time I went six months without it happening and I thought, that’s it, I’m free.”

   Salvation comes from self awareness and the expressive thoughts a girl conjures while her flesh seeks refuge in the warm glow of lust making her body turn from saintly into filthy. Sister Kay was a curious one, and her cravings built up to the point she had to leave, to make a break, to sin as no one ever before. One fantasy after another she consumed with such delight as to make all males shudder in fear they could not mount her and tame what she gave them to abuse. It was the animal in her coming to take control of lust as her drenched holes opened, as her hands busied and made flesh wet, as her mouth gave thanks to be able to taste and lick and suckle and feast and spit and nibble and gorge like the heathen born again in female guise. Sister Kay, alone from her teachings, from the convent, from the sinners called holy, she became herself. Self flagellation, the act of hitting yourself with a whip as a way to punish yourself or as part of a religious ritual… Kay perfected the act with her hand.

   A pussy sending electric shocks to her mind needed to be calmed and her hands knew how to hit. A slap, a hit, a series of fast licks of open hand to a wet cunt that sounded like the wails of sluts in hell cumming hard made her mind drift, made her pussy shudder, made her find bliss in being such wanton flesh for a Man to wreak havoc upon and in. This made her cum hard, this beating of sinful pussy gave her a concert inside her womb as her lips licked back thanking the open hand for delivering her from her own nasty mind. The hands never tired of hitting such wet tight flesh and made sure she heard the thunder before each orgasm was ripped from her body through the ritual of pain. In this she was religious.

   Kay worships with an open mind and a very hungry belly. Leaving the convent gave her need, making her life an unholy testament to the animal inside gave her a hunger she could only find peace in when she had to work hard to suck a load of hot, fresh, warm love from a Black Man who had the Dick big enough to make her gag. Big enough to hurt her pride until she took it all like the good lily white little slut she knows she can be. You see, sinners one and all, it takes dedication to the art of fellatio to know what kind of girl a cock-sucker can be.

   For as long as this wonderful Black Man would put her to task and make her find redemption in the pure acts of responsive need that grew inside a girl sent away because her parents knew she was born to be used, and to use. But her genes could not be denied. Kay was wet, Kay stays wet, Kay will fuck you senseless and make fun of the limp white Dick that no longer keeps up with her insatiable want. But she sleeps well, she sleeps without nightmares, she sleeps in warm love and deep care safely after her Black Lover abuses the sinner she is. Even the most vile girl needs to be put to bed feeling like a small girl who has been made good again. And she knows her place. Kay likes her place, it fills her with a sense of purpose and she can’t stand not having the smell of a Black Man in her nostrils nor on every inch of her naked form. That is her faith, her religious experience to submit to and worship. Kay is pure girl, flesh born to howl and she will not cease being what life gave her, for Me to use.

   She loved to choke as she tried hard to swallow the whole package and show how good she can be when she leaks hot pussy juice for fucking. Kay prayed on massive Dick, she drank volumes of cum, she moaned her own confession with each wipe of her lips across hard meat destined to feed the hungriest of all sinners and make them pay for pasts unforgiven. To set her kneeling, she took it all, to set her free, her mouth swore her oath of never spitting out the good seed, to never deny such magnificent sin its place in her throat for as long as she could serve this wonderful feast of flesh called Black Dick.

Sir

http://sinsofasouthernbelle.blogspot.com

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Wendy didn’t care what the guys looked like.  All that mattered to her was that I was forced to watch.

Wendy didn’t care what the guys looked like.  All that mattered to her was that I was forced to watch.

Thank you!
scottnikipowers:

For you mike

Thank you!

scottnikipowers:

For you mike