HOW SHEILA GOT FUCKED
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I did something at my bachelorette party that I thought was totally
shameful at the time. It was really out of character for me at the
time but it turnedout to be one of those life-changing experiences.

Ted was my fiancee and my first lover. I went to bed with him the
night we got engaged. It was a nice experience but certainly not
spectacular. We had sex farily regularly after that and it got a
little better. I mentioned this to Carla, a friend of mine who had
the reputation of being a little to much fun at a party.

She told me she would show me something at my party that would help
me out.  My party was on a Friday night, the same as Ted's bachelor
party. We both figured we would need Saturday to recover for our
Sunday afternoon wedding at St. Mark's. St. Mark's is a nice little
parochial school where Ted and I went all 13 years.

A dozen of us partied at Carla's house. We had a great time and
drank to much.  There were presents, of course. Some were nice and
some were definitely naughty.  Just before midnight, Carla asked if
I was ready for my special present.

"OK, " I said, just a little nervous about what she might have in
mind.

She said she knew about my secret lust for cowboys and it was way
past time to meet one. She started some music and a huge black man
strutted down the stairs. He was dressed in tight jeans, a cowboy
hat, boots, a western shirt and one of those long, black dusters. He
had a six gun strapped to his waist and he was carrying a rope.

He started to dance around me - he was one of those male strippers.
The girls were urging him on, laughing nad giggling at my
embarrassment as he stripped to a little red thong. I couldn't help
but notice that the thong was concealing something massive.

He kept taunting me about being a "virgin" bride. He danced me
around the room, sliding his hands around. grabbing a feel every now
and then. Soon he was kneeling at my feet. He leaned back with his
legs spread and said, "Let me teach this young virgin bride what's
going to happen Sunday night." Your man is going to grab you....he's
going to take your fine young body straight to bed."

The other girls were laughing at my embarrassment and urging him on.

"He's going to kiss you all over....and then....and then....he's
going to do this!"

He thrust his hips up several times, simulating sex.

"And what are you going to do my little vrigin bride? You're going
to do the SAME thing! Show me how you do it!"

I was blushing as I gave a little push. The girls laughed and told
me I had to do better if I was going to keep a man happy.

He laughed, too. "No, baby. Do it like you mean it! You've got to
keep him CONTENT. Now show me what you've got!"

He thrust his hips up several times again. This time I thrust with
him.

"Ohhh, that's the way to do it. You KNOW he's going to love it...now
show me what you got." He stared at my pelvis. "Lift that skirt and
show me what you got!" He smiled and began a slow up and down thrust
in time with the music. With the girls urging me on, I caught the
rythm and began to slowly lift my skirt. I couldn't believe I was
even thinking about flashing him. I had worn very tiny bkini panties
and, if I lifted my skirt much higher, he would be able to see
almost eveything. In a few seconds, I had lifted my skirt almost to
my waist.

"Oh, yeah. . .pretty little panties." he said. Then he said, "Watch
what you're doing to me."

With that, he tugged at the side of his thong and it ripped away.
His cock fell out and every woman in the house gasped. It almost
touched the floor as it hung between his legs! He stared at a spot
right at the top of the vee between my legs and began that same slow
upward thrust he had done earlier. I stared at his cock and watched
in amazement as it started to grow. It got harder and harder.  It
lifted up and began to inch its way up his stomach, stopping just
short of his belly button.

It was only after he stopped that I realized two things. I had
matched him thrust for thrust as I watched him grow and I was
soaking wet between the legs.

He got up to a standing ovation from the ladies, put on his duster,
grabbed his clothes and went back upstairs. From the look on Carla's
face, she knew I was wet. I prayed the others hadn't noticed.

The party broke up soon after. I was at that numb lips stage of
drinking and Carla urged me to stay with her that night rather than
drive home. I had the overpowering urge to pee, so I headed for the
bathroom telling her I would think about it.

The downstairs bath was occupied, so I ran upstairs. When I was
finished, I walked out and bumped into my black cowboy. He was
wearing the duster and smiling at me.

He leered at my skirt and said, "I showed you mine, baby, now you
show me yours."

I was frightened and I told him I wasn't interested. He smiled at me
again and said, "Your mouth may say no, but these are saying yes."
He was looking at my nipples. I hadn't worn a bra and they were
standing out under my blouse. He brought his hand up, cupping my
breast and using his thumb to feel my nipple.

I grabbed his and to pull it away. He caught my hand and slowly
moved it down his chest. His duster opened and I realized he was
naked underneath. He kept moving my hand downward.

"I know you want to feel it, baby. Go ahead." 

I felt my hand move through the rough hair surrounding his cock. I
was powerless to stop him. I looked up at him, he was almost a foot
taller and realized he was staring at the tops of my breasts.

"You have some nice white titties," he said as I felt my hand curl
around his cock. I looked down again and saw that he had a good six
or seven inches sticking out above my fingers.

"Stroke it, baby, make it real hard for me."

I was mesmerized as my hand began moving up and down, making it
grow. I realized that his hand was moving under my blouse and he had
a nice white titty at his fingertips. He teased my nipples, making
them incredibly hard. I was breathing like I had just finished
running a mile and watching a thin, white drop form at the head of
his cock.

He reached down and lifted my leg up high, exposing my panties. His
other hand slid between my legs, I could feel his thumb rub across
my clit.

"OOOOH, baby, you are one wet bitch. I'm going to make you cum so
hard you're gonna scream."

He slipped the strap between my legs aside and roughly penetrated me
with two fingers.

"Show me that motion I taught you downstairs," he whispered as his
finger sawed into me.

I thrust forward, catching his rythm. I was cumming like a common
slut, screaming out loud as I fucked his fingers.  He lifted my
other leg, pinning me against the wall. I was shocked that I helped
him by jumping up and spreading myself as wide as I could. He leered
at me as he dipped down, rising up to penetrate me again, this time
with his cock.

God help me, I wanted him to fuck me senseless right here in the 
hallway!

He kept thrusting upwards into me. Everytime I thought I had him
all, he just smiled and flexed his hips again.

He sit a fuck rythm with his voice. "Now baby....now baby....now 
baby....now baby."

We thrust into each other everytime he uttered the phrase. I buried
my face in his chest and screamed as I came half a dozen times. I
think I passed out a little. I found myself sitting on the floor. He
was standing over me with his soft cock at eye level.

"Take it in your mouth," he ordered. "Use that tongue to make
it hard again." He wiped it across my face, still wet from our fuck. 

Once again, I couldn't believe that I was doing this as my mouth
opened to accept this huge cock. I had never done this before!  I
used my tongue to tease him to full hardness again and started to
slide down so he could fuck me again. He stopped me. Holding my
cheeks in his hands, he began to fuck my mouth. In frustration, I
used my fingers on myself and came a few seconds after he did.

Carla had watched almost the whole thing, too! I was so humiliated.
She cleared her throat and said if I wanted to really get fucked, I
should take him in the bedroom and do the whole night with him. He
just smiled, patted my pussy, and left.

I was so ashamed of what I had done and so excited about the sex. I
tearfully confessed to Ted on Saturday, sure he would throw me out.
He was extremely turned on by the whole thing and fucked me like a
man possessed. We've been married 2 years now. He insists that I go
out once a month and find "something strange."


