This is the last experience in this series, and I hope I saved one of the best for last. Mandi and I returned to Germany for another three years. I will continue bringing my nasty adventures to you that I enjoyed in Germany. Some were even crazier, wilder, and more intense than I ever experienced while I was "Lost in the Woods!"
Mandi and I met LaDonna and Gregory almost by accident. I barely knew Gregory by sight. He was a drill instructor in the unit next door to mine, and we occasionally were in training cycle together, but more often off cycle by a week. We were on cycle together when we finally got a late summer cycle break, and there was a bash for all three companies' permanent people. This was only about 13 per company, but we reserved a remote training area where we could raise hell, make noise, and threw a knock-down killer party.
I was working 3 grills and a smoker, and was just about to move between them when something soft and huge bumped into my back. When I turned around it was a black girl, basically OK looking, but she had on a loose shirt and with another loose pullover under it. I though this was odd considering it was about 93 degrees that day. But another look revealed why. She had some absolutely monster tits that even strapped in a bra, shook about on their own. I smiled at her and got her something from the smoker. Later I was talking to some guys and found out she was Gregory's wife.
Mandi and I eventually introduced ourselves and after some small talk, found that they lived across the corner from us. Later in the party, LaDonna and I got into some dirty dancing, with LaDonna grinding her butt into my crotch. Mandi wasn't happy, but what the hell. LaDonna seemed nice enough.
Gregory was a rigid, spit and polish black guy who had made rank quickly and made it to drill instructor school very early in his career. He was about 5"10" with a slender but muscular build. He was probably in his mid-20s. LaDonna was about 5'5" and had a bit of jelly belly, and could afford to lose several pounds to look good. She was kinda plain looking, average features, except for those huge tits. They were so big they seemed to have a life of their own.
We got acquainted somewhat, more Mandi and LaDonna than Gregory and I. When LaDonna found out that Mandi had started doing two aerobics programs every morning, she asked to join her. This gave Mandi a morning workout partner.
Mandi taped the shows while she did them, and we would do them together in the evening after she got home from work so she had twice a day workouts. LaDonna had Mandi go to the exchange with her and they got LaDonna some athletic clothes to work out in, something that would try to support those gigantic tits. I asked Mandi after the first trip what size LaDonna was. Mandi said 38EE, but that was small. It was as large a size as they made.
One morning after their workout, Mandi and LaDonna were talking over some wine, when LaDonna told her the "life story." Apparently LaDonna was the only child left of a family that had lost their father to prison and her mother and 3 siblings to a car wreck. She went to live with a 22 year old female cousin in the Detroit area around age 13.
By age 15, she had developed breasts that most grown women would die for, and the attention and cruel teasing was more than her young psyche could handle. She dropped out of school. Her cousin decided that she needed to learn a profession, and talked her into turning tricks. She didn't have to walk the streets. Her cousin handled the arrangements.
Her cousin taught her how to fake getting excited, and she would just lay back and let the johns flog away at her pussy until they got off. She always insisted on a condom. She knew one position....on her back. She never even took off her shirt. She was offered extra money but she was always ashamed of the side show sized breasts. She had trouble finding bras large enough to support the load.
She ran into Gregory accidentally at a McDonald's when he visited the area with one of his buddies who lived in Detroit. They hit it off immediately. They swapped letters and phone calls even as she continued to turn tricks for her cousin, the female pimp. Right after she turned 17, Gregory asked her to marry him and travel around the military with him.
While she wasn't head over heels in love, she really liked Gregory, and decided he was a way out of the life she was living. They got married about two months before her 18th birthday, and after he got quarters on the post, they moved in together and set up house. I was stunned and had no idea she was that young.
Mandi really felt motherly toward her and took her under her wing. I didn't see her very often, since she was usually back at her house by the time I came in. I did get to observe her working out with Mandi one day when I was off work on a freebie day. Those tits bouncing around almost scared me, and it was hard for the three of us to do aerobics together.
I got home from work early one afternoon, knowing that Mandi would be working at her part time job, and found a note. She said that LaDonna needed my assistance putting together a birthday present for Gregory. I changed into some gym shorts and a t-shirt, grabbed a couple of beers and walked over to their house.
LaDonna answered the door quickly, as though she was waiting for me. It turned out she was. Someone had helped her pick out some killer stereo equipment and a new TV, and she had bought a new shelf system for everything to sit on. I saw the boxes first, then noticed what she was wearing. The aerobics with Mandi had done wonders for her.
She had lost the jelly belly, tightened up the legs, and just looked better. She was wearing a stretch sleeveless shirt with a deep split and I saw immediately she wasn't wearing a bra. Those giant tits were wiggling around like two hogs in a rooting contest. This was an interesting development since Mandi told me she never went braless. She was wearing some spandex shorts, and had gotten her hair cut and styled since the last time I saw her. She looked good, and from the neck down, looked delicious. She saw me give the once over and turned a circle a couple of times and asked me if I thought she was doing better now that she was getting regular exercise with Mandi.
"You have made some major improvements," I complimented her.
"Thank you," she purred, "Gregory hasn't seen my new hair yet, so it's a surprise."
"He's a lucky man," I told her. "So where do you want to start?" I asked as I pointed to the boxes on the floor.
"Let's get the shelf system first, and then I'll help you hook all this stuff up. Do you think Gregory will like it?"
I chuckled and said, "I think he will shit his pants."
With that we went to work. I completed the shelf system in about 20 minutes, and we carefully unpacked the equipment. The TV was huge but LaDonna turned out to be pretty strong and carried her end without a whimper. We took a break before running wiring, and she got me a beer. I noticed she had brought a glass of wine.
"When did you start drinking wine?" I asked.
"This is Mandi's fault," she laughed, and took a long drink.
"Careful," I told her, "If you get fucked up I may have to take advantage of you!"
She laughed a deep laugh and asked, "Do I really have to get fucked up first?"
"Well, not really," I quickly replied, "but I am trying to be a gentleman here."
"Well," she sighed, "you don't have to be."
I took that as a good sign and decided to get the stereo equipment in working order as soon as possible. We ran the wiring, hooking up the TV first, and then the amp and receiver. After getting the speakers and everything else set up, I did a test run, and asked her to grab her favorite CD.
I popped the CD in and cranked up the volume. She had picked some funky R&B with a kicking bass beat, and as I sipped my beer she started dancing. I joined in and we suddenly picked up where we left off at the picnic, bumpin' and grindin' into each other. She would thrust her ass back toward me with a slam, making immediate contact with my crotch and then pull away, only to bounce her ass up and down against me.
I swallowed the rest of my beer and while the next song was coming up, and went to the kitchen. She followed me and refilled her wine glass. She downed the glass in one long drink. After filling it again, she headed back to the living room and started dancing again. We bumped and banged a while until she backed up against me and I reached around and grabbed both those huge breasts.
They were heavy and full, and I could feel a tiny nipple on each side stiffen. She ground her crotch back into me for a moment and spun around to face me, breaking my grip on her tits.
"I have never done anything with a white guy," she blurted out with a wide eyed look on her face.
"Why not?" I asked.
"There weren't many white boys in my school and damn sure wasn't any where I lived with my cousin," she replied.
"So what makes me so special for a white boy?" I asked.
LaDonna went into a spiel, "Mandi and I have been talkin', and she said you guys do all kinds of strange sex things. Some of it sounded really weird, but I figure y'all are white folks. And I figure if she is that damn happy doing some of that stuff, maybe you could teach me some things that I can do with Gregory."
Mandi's wine loosened lips may have just gotten me into something here.
I told her, "I would be glad to if I could be sure you would be so kind as to not mention this to Mandi, or especially Gregory."
"Shit!" she exclaimed, "I'm no fool! My cousin taught me well that you don't never say nothin' about any shit you do to anyone else. That can get you killed."
I chuckled, both at the thought and her atrocious grammar, and asked, "Then why did you tell Mandi about all those things you did that Gregory doesn't know about?"
"Oh, that was so she could talk straight to me. I wanted to know what she thought because I think she is really smart and I could learn a lot from her. And when she talked to my cousin on the phone, my cousin told me that was a woman I could trust and I was lucky to meet someone so nice. I just wanted Mandi to really know who I was so we could be straight with each other."
This was interesting, but I persisted. "Then if I help you learn some things, how do I know you won't be straight with Mandi about that too?"
"I don't want Mandi mad at me for nothin'!" she replied, "And I know better than that. She might go and put one of those Indian hexes on me!" (Just for the uninitiated, Mandi was part Cherokee Indian, enough so to be registered. It made her looks especially exotic.)
Now I was really amused, but told her, "OK. Was there something special you had in mind, or do you just want me to do whatever?"
"I think I'll let you just ease into things kinda slow," she told me.
"I can do that," I told her, and took her arm and turned her around so I could grab those breasts again.
"Tell me the kind of things you already do," I said to her as I nuzzled her neck.
"Oh, I just lay back and let Gregory have at my pussy. He always wears a rubber since we don't want kids yet. Sometimes I lay on my side and he lifts my leg and puts it in me from up on his knees. That feels good too," she rambled. "And feeling my tits like you are now is nice."
While I appreciated the compliment, I was also curious.
"Doesn't Gregory feel your tits like this, or any other way?"
She looked over her shoulder at me and told me, "I don't ever take my bra off. I feel so dumb with these big ole things flopping around on me all the time, and they have been giving me shit for a long time. Gregory knows how I feel and he just lets me wear my bra or whatever."
Now I was really curious.
"So why are you braless today?"
She had a good answer, "Mandi told me how good it feels to go without one and I shouldn't be ashamed of my body."
"So let me guess, you really don't let your tits hang out in front of anyone including your husband?" I asked.
"Well, no, except once when Gregory and I took a shower together."
I was incredulous. "You don't run naked with your husband, or flop those big beautiful tits in his face?"
She pulled away a bit and replied, "Nope, and you really think they're beautiful?"
I was stunned but quickly replied, "Of course, and I would love to play with them, chew on them, get my face between them, just enjoy the sight of them!"
She smiled innocently, and said, "I have never let anyone do that."
Without hesitation I told her, "Well it's about time you did."
LaDonna eased out of my grip and turned to face me.
"You better mean that," she told me, bottom lip all pushed out like a little girl pouting.
Then, without hesitation, she began to lift her shirt. I watched with fascination as she eased the stretchy shirt over those monsters and saw them wobble and shake as she cleared the shirt over her head. Gigantic, pendulous, udderly huge, there was no description too great. No wonder she got a back ache during aerobics.
They had to have been the biggest tits I had ever seen in porn pics, books or otherwise. And she had these huge areola with tiny, rock hard nipples. I was impressed and awestruck.
I gently reached out and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to me, crushing those babies to my chest. I backed up enough to yank my shirt over my head and then quickly pulled back close to me. I reached a bit lower, grabbing her ass cheeks and drew her into to where I was facing her but didn't try to kiss her. She had her eyes half closed, and leaned her head back a bit.
After a moment she looked back at me and said, "This does feel good with my tits up against you."
"Glad you like it," I replied.
About that time some slower music started to play, and we began to sway and move with the music, with LaDonna rubbing her tits around my chest. I danced with her for a few minutes and then eased my hands into the top of her spandex shorts.
"Time to get out of these," I said as I slowly tugged them over her hips.
She stepped back and took over, quickly dropping the pants onto the floor.
I reached out and grabbed her hands, pushed her back and said, "Let me enjoy the view."
I could have sworn she blushed for a moment, and told me, "Are you really sure you want to see this?"
"I wouldn't miss this for the world," I replied.
She had thick, wiry pubic hair that came up high on her belly. I asked her to turn around, and she made a slow circle so I could get a good look at her ass. It was well rounded, not quite a black girl bubble butt, but showed the results of the past exercises. I had gotten about half hard but seeing that beautiful, shiny dark brown butt just sent a shock wave through my cock, and I stiffened to full capacity. LaDonna noticed this quite quickly.
"So are you going to take your shorts off now?" she asked.
"Sure," was my retort, and I quickly dropped my shorts.
She leaned over for a second or too, seemingly examining my cock, and after backing away said, "I thought white boys had little ones!"
I had to laugh, "Who told you that?"
She grinned sheepishly and said, "My cousin. She told me white boys had little ones, so if I wanted to have fun, I should always do a black guy. But you're bigger than Gregory!"
I found this bit of information interesting, flattering, but not so much that it really mattered.
I pulled her to me and rubbed my cock between her legs, finding a bit of dampness creeping though the hair. She rubbed against me for a few seconds, and pulled away. She looked at me with an odd look, and I wasn't sure what it was, but she slowly dropped down to the floor, pulling me with her.
She laid back on the carpet, those big tits flopping on either side of her chest, and spread her legs. I had a good view of her pussy, and noticed the large, puffy lips. I went down on my knees and then slid my body down to crotch level and went for her pussy with my mouth.
She gasped and sat up. "What are you doing?" she cried.
"I was going to get a nice taste of you," I answered quickly, "What is the problem?"
"Is this one of those things that you are supposed to teach me?" she asked.
"Of course, didn't Mandi tell you about this?" I inquired.
"She said something about pussy eating but I didn't know that would be the first thing you do!" she told me.
"Just remember what you're here to do," I said, "and that is learn. Now lay back on the floor, relax, and let me take care of things!"
She seemed skeptical at best, and dubious at worst, but slowly laid back on the floor while keeping a close eye on me.
I started on her pussy with slow licks with the end of my tongue, carefully probing into her pussy lips. She had no reaction at all, so I got a little more serious about getting the tongue in toward that pussy and slowly stroked up and down, almost touching her asshole and then running slowly and steadily until I brushed her clit at the top. Her thick hair tickled my nose and made the going tough, but I persisted.
After a couple of minutes of this, she seemed to loosen up a bit and relax, and this gave me the opportunity to concentrate on her clit. I slowly worked her clit with the tip of my tongue and noticed that it just kept growing. She moved almost imperceptibly, with a slight roll of her hips. I continued to coax her clit until I was able to get it out of its sheath. It was really big. Like the tip of my little finger. 'Big tits, big clit,' I thought to myself.
LaDonna was starting to get a move going, circling her hips slowly with the motion of my tongue. Once her clit was out and ready, I sucked it between my lips and pushed it back out with my tongue, slowly and carefully and firmly. This elicited a guttural moan. She was flat on her back with her legs slightly bent, arms flat at her sides.
I reached under her hips and lifted ever so slightly, grabbing a handful of butt cheek, and began to work her clit with the in and out motion, sucking it between my lips and immediately pushing it back out with my tongue. LaDonna barely moved, and her eyes appeared glued shut. It was a bit difficult to tell if I was working on a good thing since her tits partially obscured my view of her face. But I went to work in earnest and felt her clit grow even larger.
I had this sudden panic of sucking a cock for a second, and then laughed quietly to myself and kept working her clit. She moaned again, and without so much as a twitch, suddenly exploded off the floor, almost wrenching my neck. I stayed locked onto her clit and held her hips down as best as I could, and she bounced violently a couple of more times and finally, again without warning, let out a shriek that would have hurt my ears had I not had them partially covered by her thighs. She had a couple of more spasms, and then almost jumped away from me.
She laid there on her back, gasping for a second or two, and then propped up on her elbow.
"Goddamn, what the fuck was that?" she asked.
I was perplexed, "What are you talking about?"
She looked at me with a severe, almost pissed off look and said, "Just what the fuck was that?"
I wasn't sure what she wanted to know. All I knew was that she had a killer orgasm and she was asking me dumb questions.
"Damn. What the hell happened to me?" she asked petulantly.
That's when it dawned on me, the ORGASM.
"I'm gonna guess you have never had an orgasm," I said quietly.
She was laid back on the floor, and opened her eyes for a second and said, "Damn, so that's an orgasm! Oh shit...I just cum for the first time!"
I couldn't help myself, and my cock, already about to burst, sprang up even harder with pride. She had her first orgasm. I was proud, considering that she had let about 200 men fuck her for money, and she had been married to Gregory for over a year. That's when I noticed the time and realized that Mandi would be home soon and I didn't have the time for any more fooling around, even though I really wanted to fuck her senseless.
I relaxed, letting my cock fade a bit, and grabbed my shorts and stood up and slipped them on. I grabbed my shirt while enjoying the look of those big, monster tits, lolling around on her chest, as she slowly sat up and reached for her shorts.
"Aren't you going to put it in my pussy?" she asked plaintively.
"Next time," I told her. "Call this the first lesson. Now I have to grab some boxes and head out before Mandi gets home. She will need to see some trash down at the curb and me at the house. And besides, I need to wash my face to get your pussy juice off it."
She laughed, and told me, "You better. I bet Mandi can smell black pussy from a mile away!"
We enjoyed a laugh, and I headed out the door.
Before I left, I asked her, "Gregory isn't due back until day after tomorrow. Mandi has to work. Do you want lesson 2 tomorrow?"
She smiled sweetly and replied, "Oh hell yes. I can't wait to see what happens next."
And then, in a moment of afterthought, asked her if she had ever thought of trimming or even shaving her pubic hair.
She looked at me strangely for a second and said, "Wow. Gregory had asked me about that just before he left to go to the field. He said I would look great like that."
"Gregory is a wise man," I told her, "so let's see if we can't get you a nice trim. If you want to shave completely, leave that to him. You can surprise him for his birthday."
LaDonna looked at me with an impish grin and said, "See you tomorrow, and bring your scissors!"
Next day I beat feet home from work. Fortunately my unit's the training that day was way out in the boonies so I took advantage of no one being in the office got away very early in the afternoon. I hit the house running and changed into some loose athletic shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt. I tucked my barbering tools into a kit bag, but the phone rang before I could get out the door. It was LaDonna.
"Are you still coming over today?" she asked sweetly.
"Right now," I replied.
"Great. See you in a minute."
She hung up and I made tracks over to her house. She met me at the door, having watched me from the living room window. She was wearing a long robe, and from what I could see, nothing under it.
I asked if she was ready for a haircut, and she dubiously told me, "I guess so."
I had her lay down on the couch and I went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I spread her robe open and found I was correct, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. I lifted her hips and laid the towel on the couch and pulled out my beard trimmer, and set the depth at next to the shortest level.
"What is that thing," she asked.
I explained that it was a trimmer with adjustable depth for close, delicate work.
"Just don't cut me," she said.
I chuckled and, noticing a wine glass on the coffee table, handed it to her and told her to have a sip and relax. I turned on the trimmer and proceeded to trim all her pubic hair down to a manageable level and even cleaned up some hair at the top of her legs in her crotch.
I delicately trimmed around her pussy lips, and she giggled a couple of times, telling me, "That tickles!"
After I finished with the trimmer, I got some thick lotion out and proceeded to spread some around the top of her pubes. Now she was curious.
"What are you doing now?" she queried.
"I am going to shave a nice clean shape around the top and give you a neat, trimmed look."
She looked down curiously, and watched as I carefully shaved her pubes until she had a small patch left. Her skin where I had shaved was smooth as silk and shined from the lotion. I had her get up, and led her to the bedroom where she had a large mirror. I went around behind her and held her robe open so she could get a good look.
"Wow," she exclaimed, "That looks nice."
"I think so too," I replied, "Good enough to eat!"
I nudged my crotch against her butt.
She reached behind me and fondled my cock for a minute and then suddenly asked, "Will you do that tongue stuff you did yesterday for me?"
"With such a pretty pussy you got now, how could I resist," I told her.
She giggled and I decided since we were already in the bedroom, I would just take advantage. I pulled her over to the bed, slipped the robe off her, turned her around and pushed her gently onto the bed. I pulled her legs so that her butt was at the edge of the bed, and I knelt in the floor, propping her legs over my shoulders. She was already a little wet from my sartorial efforts around her pussy, so I went up and down a couple of stokes before zeroing in on her clit.
She sighed as soon as my tongue bumped it, and I went to work in earnest. She must have been horny, and waiting for some good pussy eating, because she didn't last but about two minutes before she was writhing around on the bed and crashed through a killer orgasm.
I backed away for a few seconds, letting her rest, and then began to stroke up and down her pussy with my tongue, not quite hitting her clit. I lifted her legs back and exposed her butt hole to my tongue, slipping down and stabbing her anus and then slipping back to her pussy. She didn't say anything, but just laid back and made little sighs. I worked up and down from her butt hole to her clit a few more times, and then went back to the clit action.
I gave her a few seconds to get back into it and started probing her pussy with one finger, and then slowly, two. She squirmed around for a few seconds and pushed her crotch down hard on my fingers. After a few minutes, I could feel the tension as she neared a second orgasm, and I slid a finger into her anus, slowly but firmly and started stroking her pussy and butt hole while I worked her clit. She took off into orgasm land with a bang, lurching around and finally screaming.
I could see her face in between those big tits and she was half smiling, half frowning. I was really hard, and as I stood up, I slipped my shorts off. I held onto her legs, pushing them back until her knees bumped into her boobs.
Her pussy was dripping juice, and I slipped in without any trouble. I began a long, slow stroke, and she finally opened her eyes and almost looked surprised to see me fucking her. She dropped her arms to her side and just rode with the movement. She closed her eyes again, and I began to pick up the tempo, until I began to make popping noises as my lower stomach slapped against her pussy.
She kept a half-smile on her face, and after a few minutes, I reached down and began to stroke her clit with my thumb. She finally began to squirm and I timed the thumb with my cock strokes and after another minute or so, she rocked into another orgasm, gripping my cock tightly with each spasm. I couldn't resist anymore and let go with my own blast of cum. She rode through the orgasm and I stopped mauling her clit, finally slowly to a stop, and held still as I softened until I finally slipped out.
My cock was slimy wet with pussy juice and cum, and I had to drop the head into my hand to keep from dripping on the carpet. She was starting to drip juice as well, so I rolled her onto her side and headed for the bathroom to clean up. While I was washing my cock, she came in and smiled at me, and then wrapped her arms around me from behind, giving me a rib crushing squeeze.
I handed her the washcloth and she wiped her pussy.
"What was the squeeze for?" I asked her.
"I just feel real good," she replied, and stated, "You're a good fuck."
"Thanks," I told her, "And you will be too after some more lessons."
Her retort was simple, "I can't wait."
She slipped her robe back on and I grabbed my shorts and went back to the living room and grabbed a beer.
LaDonna looked at me curiously and asked, "I won't get pregnant, will I? I know Mandi told me you didn't make babies."
I brushed her concern away with a brief reply, "No, I don't make babies so don't worry about it again."
She seemed satisfied, and took a seat at the end of the couch, curling her legs under her.
"How do you know all this stuff?" she asked me finally.
"Oh, reading, experimentation, that sort of thing. Plus, Mandi keeps me pretty busy sometimes as well. She has special things she likes to do. By the way, what will you tell Gregory about the barbering?"
She thought for a minute and said, "Maybe I can tell him that it was Mandi's idea, and I thought it would be a special surprise for his birthday."
"Sounds perfect. Now are you going to get rid of the bra when you guys fuck?" I asked.
"Yeah," she replied, "that should fuck with his head."
She laughed at the thought and I came up something else.
"If he gets curious, I have a small book of compiled letters to a men's magazine about different things people have written in that they have done. Keep that handy if he gets suspicious, and tell him Mandi loaned it to you."
She liked the idea, so I ran over to my house, got the magazine, and brought it back.
"Call me when you're ready for the next lesson," I told her.
"Bet your ass," she told me as I left.
Gregory loved the new TV and stereo equipment, thanked me for hooking everything up (I had to teach him how to use it) and we drank a couple of beers. I talked to LaDonna about a week later, and she told me Gregory also loved the trim, and wanted to shave her completely real soon. She also said that when they went to bed after he got back from the field, she left her bra off and he apparently got so excited playing with those huge tits he shot his wad in about a minute.
She found that really exciting, although she had yet to teach him how to handle her clit. We got together occasionally, and I taught her new positions (she decided she really liked doggy style), and taught her how to suck a cock. She had never done oral on anyone before and it took her a few tries before she finally learned how to handle it deep into her throat.
She couldn't take it all, but eventually she got real close. The first time she sucked Gregory's cock he did a reprise of his quick lift off. Afterward he was really curious until she showed him one of the letters in the book, and told him that Mandi had suggested she learn on a banana. He was impressed that she went to such trouble for him.
She finally got around to teaching Gregory how to eat her pussy the right way, but he never quite seemed to get the hang of the technique I used, even though I taught her what to tell him. But she did get him to start handling her clit while they fucked and when she started having orgasms with him, he thought he was really a stud.
She let him tit fuck her once (from a story in the book), and he was thrilled with that as well, and sometimes she would crawl over top him and drag her tits on his dick until he got super hard. The hardest thing to do was teach her how to masturbate. She had some phobia she learned from her cousin, and it took some persuasion to get her to try it alone. It was much worse to get her to let me watch.
I masturbated for her, and while she found it curious, she really didn't get much of a turn on from it. But after a couple of tries, she finally got to where she would masturbate to orgasm alone, and then had a major breakthrough when she finally let me watch her, and I joined in, masturbating along with her. She had a pretty good orgasm during that session.
When she finally got around to masturbating for Gregory, he was thrilled and she gave him head while she masturbated. He blew a load the first time in about 30 seconds. I got her to use some sex toys for fun too, and she made Gregory go to a sex shop and buy some things for her to go along with another story in the book.
I saved what was for me, the best until last. I taught her about anal sex. She would let me put a couple of fingers in her anus when I ate her, but I had never broached the subject. Having examined her very closely back there, and having enjoyed the view when we did it doggy style, I didn't think she would have much of a problem trying it.
She had a rather large, puffy ring around her hole that would sometimes get puffier when we did it doggy style. But she didn't have any problems from the slight swelling that I noticed. Occasionally, when I would pound her pussy doggy style, I enjoyed gripping her tight butt cheeks with both hands and spread her ass open really far. This would create a slight dilation of her anus, giving me a lusty target.
I called her when I knew that Gregory was in the portion of his training cycle where he would be in the field for three days, and asked her if she had time to get together. I told her I still had a couple of more tricks up my sleeve she should learn. She thought she was getting pretty good at sex, but this intrigued her, especially since I wouldn't tell her what I had in mind.
She called me when she saw me go in the house, and said she would leave the front door open for me, and to come on in. She would be in her bedroom. When I arrived, she was on the bed, naked, slowly masturbating. The sight had me stiffening quickly, especially since she now stayed completely shaved.
"Would you like for me to take over?" I asked quietly.
"You gonna use your tongue?" she asked back. I smiled and lolled my tongue around, grabbed her ankles and slid her to the edge of the bed. She seemed to like being eaten like that better than any other position. I dived in with relish, knowing that I didn't need to get her clit warmed up. She was ready for me too, and for the first time, grabbed my head and held on.
I worked her clit for a while until I knew she was getting close to an orgasm, and then slowed down and started working my fingers into her pussy, then ass. I ended up with two fingers in her pussy and two fingers in her ass. I went back to working her clit harder and reached up and pinched a nipple.
She went off like a rocket. From the looks of the empty wine glass, she had just enough wine to get very relaxed before I got there. She rocked through the orgasm, and instead of backing off, I stayed on her clit some more, watching her squirm and then get a couple of more small bursts. After one last shake and wiggle, I moved my mouth away but left my fingers in her.
She looked down at me with a contented smile and said, "Damn, boy, you are too fuckin' good at that!"
I laughed and continued to move my fingers gently in and out of her pussy and ass.
"So what new thing do you have in mind for today?" she asked.
I kept moving my hand in and out as she moved her hips with me, and quietly said, "We're going to do anal today."
She jumped a bit, but not enough to remove my fingers, and said, "You gonna put that thing up my butt?"
"Yes I am, and you will end up enjoying it," I replied.
"I don't know about that," she said with a frown.
"Well," I said, "do my fingers hurt you?"
She thought about it for a minute as I steadily stroked in and out of her pussy and ass, and finally sighed and said, "It feels pretty good."
"OK then," I said, "I don't think I have steered you wrong yet, and if you relax and trust me, you can really blow Gregory's mind. Besides, if Gregory shoots his load in your butt, you can't get pregnant"
"OK," she said skeptically, "I trust you. What do I do now?"
I smiled and told her, "Just follow my directions and I will be slow and gentle. If it hurts, I will stop, but you have to remember that there may be a little hurt at first until you get used to it. Your butt hole is a muscle, and it needs some training. So try to relax, and you'll learn this can be fun too."
She told me to stop for a minute, and she went and refilled her glass with wine, drank it down, and got another refill.
"I think I need to be a little drunk for this," she explained.
"No problem," I replied.
I positioned her back on the bed like I was going to eat her, and pushed her legs back. I began to probe her little pucker with my tongue, forcing it into her anus.
After a minute or so, she said, "That feels good."
"Just relax," I told her, "and enjoy it."
I kept up the tongue work until she started to moan a bit. I pulled my tongue away, and she sighed. I stood up, still wearing my shorts, and got a tube of sex lubricant from my pocket.
"You'll get some more back there in a minute."
I squeezed out a bit of lube as she watched me curiously. I rubbed the lube around her butt hole and slowly eased a finger back in. After a few strokes I added a second finger. I probed all the way into her ass and began to lightly stoke her clit. She responded with a sigh and closed her eyes. I kept this up for a few minutes and pretty soon she was getting close to an orgasm.
I slowed and then stopped rubbing her clit, and she opened her eyes, looking at me with disappointment. I lifted a finger to my lips and gave her a "shhhh" and slipped my shorts down and off with one hand while I continued probing her little butt hole with my fingers.
When my cock popped clear, she smiled. I lubed my cock liberally and removed the fingers from her ass. I went back to stroking her clit in earnest as I placed the tip of my cock against her butt hole. She groaned as I slowly pressed in, but she didn't stop me. Once the head of my cock had popped past her anal ring, I stopped pushing but continued to work her clit.
"It hurts a little bit," she said.
I told her to relax and concentrate on my fingers. I eased a little more cock in, slowly pushing in until I reached her inner ring. I eased back out some and pushed in again, bumping ever so slowly into that inner ring. Finally I eased back in a little deeper, feeling her open up, and with just a slight pressure, I eased my cock all the way to balls deep. I didn't realize that she had held her breath for a few seconds until I heard her sigh.
"Wow," she said, "I feel so full."
Then she suddenly looked at me with a bit of panic on her face and said, "I think you better stop. I have to go to the bathroom."
I chuckled and kept my cock deep in her ass.
"That feeling is natural," I explained, "just relax like you would if you were going to go. It will go away after a minute."
I felt her grip my cock with her asshole like she was trying to prevent a big turd from creeping out, and then after a couple of seconds, she relaxed. She went back to concentrating on my thumb on her clit.
"This feels so strange," she told me.
"Is it that bad?" I asked.
"Not really," she answered, "it just feels strange, like nothing I have felt before."
I smiled at her, knees pushed back into the monsters, slick pussy glistening in the light, and my cock buried up her ass. The contrast of my white cock sinking slowly into her dark hole was exciting me to the point of orgasm already. I slowly pulled out and then eased back in, moving about an inch of cock. Once again I began bumping gently against her butt, withdrawing just a bit, and easing back in until I was completely engulfed in her ass.
She looked for a minute like she was going to cum from my thumb action on her clit, so I backed that off too. I started adding a little more length to my stroke, and gradually began to pull all the way out to my cock head and then slowly push back in. She groaned again, then moaned a bit, and opened her eyes for a second to look at me with a half smile and went back to concentrating on what she was feeling.
When I felt her relax her ass to the point where I could slip in and out with ease, I began to build on my tempo, keeping up the long stroke in and out and getting faster and faster until finally, I was pounding her asshole like I would pound her pussy. She started moaning again, low at first, and then louder. I really laid into her clit, mauling it like there was no tomorrow, and she started wailing. With seconds I could feel her build toward an orgasm and then she exploded, rocking her ass around and gasping and spitting.
"Oh goddamn!" she cried. "Fuck...goddamn!"
I pounded her butt hole as hard as I could now, and felt my own orgasm approach. I stopped rubbing her clit and grabbed both ass cheeks and lifted her slightly, giving me even deeper penetration. She grabbed my arms and held on tight as I finally blew a load deep into her anal cavity. As I began to relax and lose my hard on, she made a sudden jerk and my cock popped out of her ass and all the air that had been in there was expelled with one loud farting noise. It blew light brown lube and cum mix all over my crotch and thighs. She jumped off the bed and ran for the bathroom.
Now normally, she was really shy about sitting on the pot. I had already broached that subject with her one time when I asked her to piss for me. But this time, she didn't act like she cared, and sat there with her legs open as I watched cum and lube leak from her ass, assisted by another fart.
"Oh God, I know you think I am so damn nasty now," she said.
"Not at all," I assured her, "you get some air pushed up in there and the lubricant and cum mix together to make you feel like you really need to go."
She looked at me for a second before crying, "Get out of here, dammit."
I heard her push another dribble into the pot, and then the sound of toilet paper and a flush. She came out of the bathroom and wouldn't look at me.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
She grabbed her wine and downed the last of it.
"I never have done that around a guy," she said.
"What," I asked, "pass some gas? In this case it's really alright since I am the one who put it in you."
She didn't seem too resigned about it but after I refilled her wine and got me a beer, she seemed to chill a little.
I finally asked, "So how did you like it?"
She glowered at me for a minute, and then broke into a low chuckle.
"At first I didn't think I could do it," she said, "but then it started to feel good, and when you lifted my ass up I thought I was going to have a cum without you doing my button. I never felt like that before."
I laughed, and told her, "Just rest then, and we will do it again soon, and I promise this time I won't dump as much cum in there as I just did."
"Thanks for nothing, asshole," she told me with a smile.
After a short rest, giving me time to recover, I ate her pussy again, and then had her get into a doggy style position while I fucked her ass, and got her to grab her ass cheeks and spread them for me. Then I had her lay flat on her stomach while I banged away at her ass. Then I had her climb on top facing away from me and ride my cock with her ass.
As she did that, I got her to rub her clit at the same time and she got another orgasm in the process. Finally I got her back on her knees, had her grab that luscious brown butt and spread it open for me again, and pounded that butt hole until I blew another load. This time she didn't blast all over me, but I didn't tell her that she had a turd drop in there and when I pulled my cock out, the head was pretty well covered in shit.
I left her laying face down on the bed and cleaned my cock in the bathroom. As I was finishing, she came in.
"I gotta pee," she told me.
"Knock yourself out," I answered.
"I mean leave, asshole!" she shouted.
"No, asshole," I snapped back, "just go ahead and piss."
She looked at me, and finally said, "You're not leaving are you?"
"No, now go on and piss," I said.
She frowned at me, and watched as I finished cleaning my cock. She hadn't seen my cock earlier because I had wiped it off quickly with toilet paper and flushed it. As she sat there looking at me, I straddled her legs, gently put my hand behind her head and eased my cock to her mouth. She took it, and started to suck. After a few seconds I heard the first dribble of piss in the bowl, and then a steady stream.
I was beginning to get hard when she took my cock out and said, "You are one, nasty ass white boy."
I laughed and asked, "And don't you just love it?"
She laughed and said I was turning her into a real slut. I replied that once a slut, always a slut. She laughed and grabbed my cock and threatened to pull it off. We played for a few minutes and went back to the living room, both of us still naked.
I marveled at how easily she would go naked now, letting the monsters swing around freely. She had also gotten away from wearing the big, loose shirts as much, after getting comfortable with her body.
We sat on the couch facing each other, she with her wine, me with a beer, and she asked, "How I am supposed to get Gregory to put his Johnson up my butt? He has never mentioned it and never seemed to even want to mess with it."
"Hmmm," I mused, "you must have decided you like that."
She sighed, and finally smiled and said, "As crazy as I thought you were, I really ended up liking it. Now, what about Gregory?"
I asked her where the book was, and turned to a letter near the end where a couple engaged in their first anal sex. I told her to leave the magazine turned to that story beside the bed one evening, and if he asked, tell him that she had just been looking for something new sexually to do and was reading this great story. I figured once he read the story, he would either want to try or be completely against it.
I actually hoped he would be too uptight to try it, which would keep me fucking that black ass for a while. Unfortunately for me, it didn't work out. LaDonna told me later that Gregory had read the story and got so hot he wanted to try it immediately. She played like she wasn't sure if she could, so he was really gentle and such, and she was careful not to let him notice that she was mauling her clit after she got on her knees to let him pound her asshole, and she had a great orgasm with him.
Unfortunately, Gregory was due to finish his drill instructor assignment soon. He had gotten promoted and had already gotten orders to head to Washington, D.C. I got to spend a long afternoon with LaDonna before they left, and we went around the world twice, and did about everything we could feasibly do to each other.
I fucked her mouth, her pussy, her ass, between the monsters, ate her pussy, did a 69 for a while, we did every position we could think of trying, in every room in the house. I fucked her ass while she buried a big vibrator in her pussy. She drank wine until she was ready to pop, and I ate her pussy in the shower until she finally got a cum and started pissing simultaneously. I let her blast it all over my chest and lower body.
But in all the time I had known her, she never kissed me. This time, before I left, she kissed me, just a quick peck at first, then a long, deep, soul kiss. She ground her crotch against me as we kissed, and I was hard again within seconds.
She pulled away and patted my cock, and said, "Get out of here. I will always remember all the things you did for me. Gregory has no idea how much I learned from you that has made things with him so much better."
I smiled and wistfully left. Shortly after, they moved away and I never saw her again.