The “Baggage Car”
(being a collaboration based on experiences told between Succulent Phyllis and Randy Roger)
When we boys and girls date, get serious, then get married, we carry our baggage of events in our lives to that point of seriousness/marriage and so it was that we came to trust and confide our secrets during intimate moments…when sex was hot and good and words poured forth between us…those intimate times when our minds and bodies were radiant, pulsing with pleasures and an atmosphere of mutual approval prevailed…times when the most personal little secrets and confessions seem to pour forth…testing the mutual trust.
But how to do it. When to do it…when are secrets revealed and exchanged between two lovers? Usually in bits and pieces. Such as “I have had many lovers.” Would he be offended or taken aback? Hmm. So little intimate “baggage” revealments, a story at a time, testing the reactions.
I had some serious secrets that might offend or be rejected…at the very least would be ‘eye-openers!‘ I loved doggies, a goat, and granddad’s cock…not to mention men’s loving cocks…watching Mom and Dad with Mom sucking Dad’s cock; me sucking animal cocks, Grandpa’s and boyfriends’ cocks…and more. It was also my ass feelings that I came to love…not my ass, really, but a cock in my ass, fucking my ass until I came. I was a ’dual threat’ or even a ’triple threat’ if you consider my mouth! How does one tell one’s lover that ‘ass-fucking’ is a special delight or that the family pet, hopefully a largeish dog, is one of a girl’s choices? Hmm.
And so I fell in love, got married, got playful, [I was ‘playful’ before I got married…see granddad, goat, doggie, neighbor boy (s) and his pals not to mentions play with girlfriends, etc. and the occasional toy] came to trust and reveal little secrets. It was Phyllis mumbling between thrusts and grunts: “I’ve got to tell you something.” He looked at me questioning. I was fucking him at the time…I was on top and milking his cock, trying for one more cum before sleep…stroking his cock with my body, my cunt milking him, and his eyes were glazed…I got up my courage with all the exercise and took a chance: “One time I let a dog fuck me.” His eyes got big. I smiled. “Really, Phyllis?” I just smiled and milked and he closed his eyes and enjoyed…and then he came hard with deep thrusts responding to mine. I think the idea of a dog fucking me had made him cum hard as he lifted to my words, grabbed my bottom cheeks and pulled me down on him with an urgency. Then we slept and held, his wet cock on my wet cunt…his fingers stroking my cunt hairs…it was my first venture into revealing my baggage…my first little revelation made him cum extra good…what would happen with my next little secret? I was going to find out. I wanted him to lustily grab and urgently fuck his very sexual wife and make wife wild as she revealed little secrets that aroused him to new heights…but as we slept and I dozed in and out of sleep, I wondered of the aftermath of my revelation…would there be second thoughts? I had lots of baggage.
The morning light bathed our bed and bodies and Hubby’s first words were: “Really?” I said, playing with him: “Really What?” “You know,” came the reply. “Doggie?” I asked and he gave me a squeeze where I was dry outside, still wet inside and I squirmed on his hand as his fingers stroked along my slippery cunt lips now aroused for a little morning jump. “Did you?” he asked again and I squeezed on his fingers, kissing his neck. “Are you mad?” “It’s hot,” he said, “it turns me on to think about it. Tell me how it happened.” And I did and my story was this:
I was on the young side when living with Mom and Dad…my bedroom was next to theirs and sometimes, waking up at night I heard noises in the next room where Mom and Dad slept. We had a long balcony which went all along the front of our house. I didn’t know what to think of the strange noises…grunting, “Yes…YES!” coming from their bedroom and went back to sleep. A few nights later, the same kind of noises except louder…I decided to take a peak…I know it was naughty but I crept silently out onto the balcony and peaked in their bedroom…Dad had a stiff long cock and my Mom was working on it with her hands…playing with him…laughing and then putting her face down, kissing his penis, letting it slip in and out of her mouth…Dad was holding her head down and playing with her hair and ears…she would look up from time to time…he had a huge smile and lifted his bottom pushing his penis into her mouth and then those familiar noises of “YES…YESS!” He pushed his penis deep and she had creamy stuff running out of her mouth on to his penis…she played with him again and he got limp…I didn’t know why but it all excited me seeing them excited…I got strange feelings in my groin…crept back into my room and explored my body…my cunt lips were wet and tingly and I spread my legs, lifted my knees and got thrilling feelings…just from watching.
After that, I would stay awake on purpose, listen for the noises and sneak out to look and play with myself while I was watching…”Stop it, Phyllis,” Hubby said…”You’re making me cum just listening to you.” Hubby leaned over, pulled me down, mounted and fucked the hell out of me…I came so much that morning I couldn’t wait to tell him more of my secrets. Confession, I decided early in my marriage, was good for my soul and meant a very serious fucking was part of the deal. I couldn’t wait to tell him more. He was kissing me wildly on my mouth and my ears and panting as he fucked me again and again….”The Power of the Confession!” I wasn’t afraid to tell him other exciting things! At this point in our young marriage when I started thinking about other confessions my pussy got so hot that if Hubby wasn’t around I’d dip into my toy box and climax and orgasm and make my own “Yes” sounds.
Then, one day, he came home from work…and announced…”Phyllis…I’ve got a surprise for you…come into the living room!” I did. I was stunned. He had brought home a beautiful, large dog…tongue hanging out, the red tip of his cock pulsing and dripping…It was my turn to have big eyes…and my huge smile and wet cunt seemed to be a simultaneous coordinated response. I was instantly hot and Hubby looked at me as I began to radiate and was in heat…the dog, a large and very well hung Lab seemed to sense things or my aroma in his sensitive nose or whatever it was…he kind of pranced to me, nose to my crotch…”He’s not an amateur,” I said with a smile. Hubby looked at me, wondering if my confession had been a fantasy and now realizing it was true…his wife was and was still a “Zoo.” And I loved it.
For whatever reason, the first sniff and nosing of a dog always made me jump…the Lab was under my dress, lifting the fabric, centering on my scent which must have been strong as I felt weak in the knees just at his first nosing…God it was great…a big brand new animal and Hubby watching, questioning and then knowing…this was real…I could see the bulge in his pants…it was too much for me…the whole scene…my confession come to life…I collapsed on the couch…my legs spread and that delicious tongue at me…this Lab knew what to do…my body knew what to do on its own…my legs apart, my cunt ready for attention…I slipped off my panties…I didn’t know why I was wearing them this afternoon as I often didn’t…but now I was open and fragrant and my good new boy was lapping at me, from my ass straight up to my clit and then all over again. He liked my flavor. I loved his long tongue. We were a match!
I looked at Hubby…he had this big smile…I was smiling too…and lifting to every stroke of this doggie’s wonderful tongue…dog panting, me panting, watching Hubby slip out of his pants…pulling down his underwear, releasing his cock…stroking his cock and balls as my body was being stroked, from my ass up to my cunt…and “OH!” above my cunt to where my electric button transfused me from woman to lustful animal, patting this animal’s head as he anointed my loins with his nose and animal passion. I almost came on the first long lick but I wanted to hold back, build my feelings to climax and did.
The whole scene…doggie at me…hubby at himself…I motioned him over and began to do my own anointing of his loins…”Thank you,” I mumbled…
“It’s true, isn’t it Phyllis?” I nodded. “Seeing this animal satisfying you is incredible,” he said. “Come here you animal,” I said to him. “I want to suck you dry…” But then more licking and the dog was mounting me now…his dick fully exposed, stiff, red, wet…the little tip motioning to my hole…I decided it would be a regular fucking…anal would be another time and I could hardly wait but did…he was around my waist, his cock searching for my ‘spot,’ my mouth on Hubby’s cock…his balls tight…I almost bit him as the dog found me and was urgent and thrusting and I released my mouth’s hold…Hubby now petting me…my head back on the couch and dog stroking me…deep now…”What a cock,” I said…”Oh…do me dog,” I exclaimed as I lifted my body…his fur on my chest and his cock hair at my entrance…the rest of him impaling me…his balls pounding my pussy lips…dog, Hubby, I reached to open myself for the deepest insertion…we three were animals in heat and lust and thrust…I was breathless and panting and grunting…”Oh God,” I heard my lips say between breaths…then my whole body was shaking and cuming and the dog withdrew and licked me up some more…I shivered with the licking but was coming down now and began sucking on Hubby’s cock…”You’re beautiful,” I said. “Thank you again…” “Phyllis,” he said, “I’ve never been so hot.” He came in my mouth and it was my turn to ‘lick clean’ which I did. Then we were at rest…doggie at his bowl, Hubby petting me down, kisses, fingers where I was still oozing the passionate wetness…”What a day… I love you.” “Me, too.” We laid there until the room was dark and the dog asleep…all in a state of bliss.