I was in graduate school about 12 years ago (have I really been on Adult FriendFinder that long?) and was taking a jack-off break while writing another of the million or so papers I was cranking out back then. I did that a bunch. Jacking off is way more pleasant than management principles or business ethics after all, so I’d stroke myself to a big messy cum two or three times a day. My favorite stroke material has long been the profiles – pictures, videos, – and chat on AdultFriendFinder. It just turns me on way more to know that there are actual horny human beings involved, hoping to get laid than it is to fantasize about the too perfect 20yo professionals that ordinary porn has to offer. Plus, sometimes, someone actually wants to fuck!
Spend enough time on the site and you sort of get to know people. Even if you don’t meet, or even chat. On this particular morning, I was stroking my cock and looking at the profiles of who was online when I clicked on the profile of a woman I’d seen online a whole bunch in those days. She was often on IM, but I’d never hit her up because her profile said she was only interested in women, and that she had “no interest in single men!” (yeah, some of us actually read that stuff.) She was, nonetheless, really stroke-worthy (I mean look at that picture!). In her early thirties, she was curvy with big natural breasts, dark longish hair, and a couple of piercings and big gauged ear-lobes.
What turned me on the most was her ink. She was tattooed across her thighs and belly, she had full sleeves and even had ink on her throat and the side of her face. She had two galleries of pictures. One was full of nice nudes showing off her ink, a couple with her in skimpy panties. She had a picture of her (extensive) toy collection gathered on her bed. The other gallery was more, well, stroke-worthy. Here, her pussy was prominently displayed. Closely shaved, swollen, wet lips, HUGE erect clit. Fingers inserted, toys inserted. In one, a chubby woman’s head, hands tangled in her hair, was nestled between those tattooed thighs. The picture that really got going was a close up of the chubby woman’s tongue outstretched, fully 3 inches from the tattooed woman’s pussy, but between tongue and pussy hung a thick string of the tattooed woman’s juices. Gawd a super-wet pussy makes me hard.
As I was fixated on that photo, stroking my cock now coated with sticky juices of its own, an alert lit up showing a message in my inbox. I clicked over to find, to my surprise and pleasure, a message from the tattooed woman herself. It was a short note, directly to her point: “My girlfriend’s out of town but wants to see me covered with cum and my pussy gaping. Are you interested in gang-banging me today?”
Um, “yeah.”
She sent me her address and said, “Come over now if you can. Two guys are on their way, but you can come later, there might be more guys a little later too.”
‘Now’ seemed good, my dick was already hard, so I put on some shorts and headed across town. I was, as you can guess, skeptical – who knows what kind of scam this might be. But I was also extremely horny, and I wanted to take my turn in that juicy pussy I’d just been stroking to.
When I arrived, she answered the door holding a towel, but bare-ass naked. Behind her, a shorter black man and an older white guy stood, both with their shirts off. I told her who I was (she’d never seen my face, but showing her my cock while standing at the front door seemed a little aggressive), and she invited me in, dropping her towel even though the front door was still wide open. She led me and the other two guys back to her bedroom, asking “who’s first?” The two guys dropped their pants, looking at each other and the black guy “you gave me a ride, so you get dibs, have it,” deferring to the older guy with a wave of his arm.
She lay back on the unmade bed with a pillow under her shoulders and legs spread. “Okay,” she said to the older guy. He was about as tall as me, a bit heavier. His cock was longer than mine, but about the same girth, and shaved bare, with that weird corona of hairlessness around it which ended abruptly, surrounded by his otherwise hairy legs and torso. He got himself fully hard with a couple of strokes of his hand, and without any ceremony put his fingers in her, wetting the lips of her pussy, then he mounted her missionary style, and went to work.
After a couple of strokes, he told the black man, now naked and stroking his own cock, “there’s my phone,” motioning to his pants on the floor. “Get some pictures of this, will ya?” The black man nodded and began taking pictures from different angles.
As the guy was fucking the tattooed lady, her reaction was odd to me. She clearly enjoyed the way his cock felt inside her, and she reached a practiced hand down to rub her remarkably enormous clit as he banged away. But instead of lust or rapt ecstasy, her expression was of sort of detached curiosity as she watched his cock, wet with her juices, stroking in and out of her.
After a few minutes, the man announced that he “was gonna blow.” She told him, “don’t cum in me! cum on my tits. My girlfriend wants to see.” She told the other man, “Get some pictures!” A few more strokes and the old guy pulled out of her and exploded, shooting a huge load of cum onto her tattooed belly and breasts forming a pool. “Nice!” said the man with the camera phone. She let the black dude take a few pictures, smearing the puddle around on herself, then she grabbed the bedsheet and wiped the massive load off of her. Meanwhile, the older guy was dressing himself. He took his phone back, scrolling through the pics of his performance for a moment, then turned to leave. The tattooed lady reminded him to “email those pics” as he left.
At the same time, the other fellow was getting ready for his turn. He was shorter, really dark-skinned, and sported a hugely thick rod that was shorter than mine, and which had an enormous mushroom head. “Wow, man,” I said. “That’s the right tool for this job.” He mounted her without any sort of prelude, and the tattooed lady gasped with the invasion of his huge girth. He apparently didn’t have a phone, but the lady asked me, now nude and hard because of the show and in anticipation of my turn, to take pictures with mine. Again, she watched without much effect or emotion, directing my photography as I moved around, cock bobbing in front of me, trying to get the good shots. “Make sure you show how much he’s stretching me out. Get between our legs.” I did, and indeed she was stretched wide around him.
Despite her weird effect, she was enjoying the pounding she was getting from the dude and his fat cock (it was like a stack of tires, but only 4 tires tall!) The cream from her soggy pussy contrasted with the dark skin of his cock, so I got some good pictures. Again, she was furiously diddling her giant clit, her fingers were soaked, and every few strokes she’d bring them to her lips, licking her own juices from them – the taste of pussy, even her own, a fundamental part of her idea of sex. After about 5 minutes of steady rhythmic hammering punctuated by the strumming of her fingers, she started to tense, grabbing the sheets in her clenched fists, and she lifted her hips, bring the dude with her, completely off the bed over and over again as the spasms of a huge orgasm overtook her. For the first time her expression cracked, and she closed her eyes and bit her lip, grunting with each spasm. I got some good pictures of her contortions as she writhed. I thought to myself, ‘fuck, I’d hate to have my head between her legs when that happens, she’d crack it like a walnut.’
The poor black dude looked a little shocked. She’d literally lifted him off the bed with her explosion. He re-found his purpose though, and in another 30 seconds, he mumbled “oh fuck,” as he began to nut. “Not inside me!” the still recovering tattooed lady screamed. And he pulled out, spraying jism all over her shaven twat. His wasn’t quite the deluge of the older guy’s load, but he made a pretty good mess. Also, as he finished his orgasmic blast and dismounted, the tattooed lady’s pussy, red, swollen, and soaked with her juices was indeed gaping, unable to recover its original shape after the pounding it had just been subjected to.
For posterity, I took a couple of quick shots of the man’s softening, cream covered, cum-dripping cock. Then I turned the camera on the tattooed lady’s newly gaping and glazed like a donut fuck-hole. It was a natural wonder, and I was a regular Ansel Adams snapping close-ups and wide shots from every angle.
As the black dude’s jizz began to drip down between her legs, the lady scooped up two fingers full and brought them to her nose for a quick sniff, as if she’d never experienced man cum before. She tasted it with the tip of her tongue, considered the taste and texture, and then shoved her fingers into her mouth to suck them clean before grabbing the sheets again to clean up the rest of the mess.
At last, it was my turn. Strangely, before I could engage the target, the black dude mumbled, “Hey man, can I catch a ride when you’re done. That old guy brought me.” “Uh…sure” I replied. Between my focus (pun intended) on photography and the weird request for taxi service, I’d grown a bit soft. “You want to try using your mouth to get me going?” I asked the lady. She thought for a moment and said, “sure, I’ve never sucked a cock before.” ‘What an honor,’ I thought as I climbed up on the bed, positioning myself straddling her chest and putting myself in front of her mouth as she sat up a bit. She licked a couple of times before putting the head of my cock into her mouth and sucking on it as if on a fat, flesh cigar. “No, no,” I told her, “softer, and use your tongue and lips instead of suction,” I instructed her. “Treat it like you want your girlfriend to treat that clit of yours….but focus on the spot right behind the head, on the bottom.”
She was a quick study, and pretty quickly I was hard as stone. She wasn’t that interested in making it last though. “Put it in me,” she said abruptly. It wasn’t in an ‘oh yeah, fuck me’ sort of way. It was as if she was telling me how it’s supposed to work. It wasn’t sexy, but she didn’t have to say so twice. I climbed away from her and said, “let me fuck you from behind. I can take pictures as my cock goes into you. I’ll shoot my load all over your back!” She thought for a second, said “just not in my asshole though,” and then rolled off her back into what resembled a wrestling referee’s position.
I got behind her and pushed her legs apart a bit and pushed her shoulders down so her head was on the pillow. ‘That’s better’ I thought, ‘ass up and head down,’ and I shoved my now hard member deep into her still soggy, still puffy, still slightly gaping hole.
Even despite the working over she’d had that morning, the combination of the position (doggy rubs me just right) and the relatively low total mileage on her left her wrapped pretty tightly around me as I took up a good rhythm. I resumed my camera duties as I pumped away and I got some good shots of my creamy cock stretching her pussy as I withdrew from her.
Pretty soon I was going at her hard. She wasn’t really in it for pleasure as much as for good pictures and a story to tell her out-of-town butch girlfriend. I figured it was probably okay for me to have my fun, blow a big wad, and get on my way (with a stop to drop off my tag-team partner.) For fun, I tossed my camera to him and told him to shove it between our legs and get some pictures from below. He did, getting some close-up pics of my balls dripping with her juice, and got some good shots of my handprint after I gave her ass a good smack.
I was ready, so I picked up my pace getting ready to blow my load. After my earlier jack-off fun, and the porn show I’d been watching for the last 45 minutes, it didn’t take me long before I felt that tip over the edge, and my breathing grew deep. I think I even moaned out loud as I pulled out of her and began streaming ropes of cum across her tattooed back. It was an enormous load, 7, 8, maybe 10 long streams as my balls contracted and I spasmed, stroking my pussy-juice soaked cock to get every last drop. The dude with my phone caught the whole event, including jizz leaping from the head of my cock, and a nice spread pattern across the koi tattoo that took up most of her lower back. I shook my cock, sending the last few drops of my sperm across her ass, and I climbed off the bed.
I hadn’t left her crotch as much a mess as the black dude, but there was a little gape there. Her juices had dripped down her inner thigh, and I got a couple of good pics of her well-fucked snatch from behind. ‘I’ll bet her girlfriend would love to get a mouthful of that fleshy, bruised, juicy peach’ I thought.
She reached back and ran her hand through the mess I’d left on her back and said, “wow, you really came loaded today, didn’t you.” Then she rolled onto her back and asked to see the pictures on my phone. “Nice, oh yeah, check out my pussy. That’s a lot of …”
I asked her, “so are you going to add cock to your playtime from now on?” “No way,” she replied, my girl’s tongue has it all over those things.” Fun though.” she continued, “I came a couple of times.” and motioning to the black dude said, “you gave me a great big one, almost like my girl does.” I offered a golf clap in admiration, and said to him, “let’s go.”
She said, “email those pictures, all of them, thanks.” I said “sure,” and asked whether I could post a few on my profile. She said okay.
The drive to the long-term hotel where the black dude was staying was awkward. After telling me where it was, I asked, “you do this a lot?” He looked me a bit bewildered and said, “no man…” and his voice trailed off to the silence that lasted the rest of the drive.
The tattooed lady changed her mind about her pics on my profile. “My ink is too identifiable, my job.” You can show one without sex or cum or anything (see attached) And that was it.
Story submitted by Adult FriendFinder member Stuntcock48.
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