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I Was a Surrogate For Everything His Wife Wouldn’t Let Him Do To Her
I thought I was having my first South Florida woman-on-woman experience until her husband appeared behind me [Sex Confession]
I write erotica novels & short stories. I also publish sex confessions as a spermivore, spermaholic, and teen slut. Yes, teen slut! And I’m proud of it! Sex is good. And girls who love sex shouldn’t have to hide and pretend to be “pure.” Sex is pure! And naked skin is natural.
I started working on erotica novels a couple of years ago and published my first short story in April last year. The pandemic made me spend less time in nightclubs and more time at home alone. I had spare time! But then, at one point, I needed inspiration for the erotica novels I was working on. So, one Friday night, I went clubbing. What happened next was quite unusual, for me anyway!
It took me a while to be comfortable writing about my private sex life, and I thought I would never share this particular story. But since the personal posts are the ones you seem to enjoy the most, I am inclined to share this peculiar sexual adventure I had a few months ago. Unless I change my mind. We’ll see!
Shortly after I walked into a nightclub in South Beach, my eyes got attracted to a woman sitting at the bar.
I tried to ignore her since I was there to flirt with cock-carrying beasts and get more inspiration to write erotica novels, but she was like an instant magnet to me for some reason. So, I traveled to the bar and squeezed myself between her and the next seat on which a guy was sitting, turning his back to her. His loss!
We locked eyes almost instantly and for what seemed like an eternity because I didn’t know what to say. I froze. I had never picked up anybody in a bar before in my life. Usually, I walk in, and all I have to do is say no, no, no, maybe, no, no, no, yes. Well, luckily enough for me, on that night, I still didn’t have to say anything. She reached up and kissed me. Just like that! I leaned forward, glued my lips to hers, and caressed her tongue with mine.
I didn’t know what was happening to me. I’m into guys, and I like cocks! But on that evening, my entire body wanted that woman.
After kissing and smiling at each other for a while, she stood up, grabbed my hand, and walked us out of the nightclub. We didn’t have to wait for her car. It was one of those expensive two-seater sports cars they keep on display at the front entrance to make the club look famous.
A valet opened the car door for me while my mysterious friend went around to the driver’s side.
Just like that, I was in a car with a woman I had never met before. We didn’t exchange a single word. And I didn’t know where we were heading. I wondered if there were female serial killers.
She drove along the beach on A1A for about 40 minutes until she pulled over at a house in Golden Beach. After moving to South Florida, I spotted Golden Beach as a dream place to live. The houses are stunning, and the beach is pretty much private along that strip of sand.
I live on the beach but in a borrowed friend’s condo, and it’s nothing compared to Golden Beach!
She parked the car at the front door, ignoring the garage, and as soon as we walked in, she kissed me again. And I kissed her. I wanted her! She was the only woman I really wanted or kissed besides my best friend in my hometown. I mean… I also fooled around with other girls as a teenager, mainly during sleepovers and often to tease the boyfriends or fathers. I was no stranger to kissing clits, nipples, and girls’ lips. But she was my first mature woman.
I followed her to a gigantic bedroom with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. There were no blinds in those windows. The beach was private enough for her, it seemed. Or she was an exhibitionist. I didn’t know and didn’t care!
We undressed each other. She pushed me onto her bed and went down on me. I don’t know if mature women are better than men at pleasuring pussies, or if I was really into that particular woman, but… Wow! Just wow!
Eventually, I got the urge to give it a try for myself. She was delicious. Did I mention I wanted her?
I was still licking, eating, and kissing her pussy when I heard a noise behind me. My back was to the door, or more precisely, my ass was!
“What the fuck?” a man’s voice yelled.
I pulled my head up, but before I could turn and look, she clutched both sides of my head with her hands and pushed my face back onto her pussy. All along, I assumed she was into women, and it never crossed my mind that there could be a boyfriend or husband. Maybe it was his house! I didn’t know.
She yelled something like, “I’m a bad girl, babe!” while holding my head on her pussy. The rest of their conversation went along the following lines.
“You’re a lesbian now?” he asked in a condescending tone of voice.
“Sorry, babe! I’m bad! Punish me!”
“Well, get rid of her!”
She lifted her head toward him and whispered: “Her ass!”
At that point, I felt an enormous hand touching my right butt cheek.
“I’m a bad girl!” she yelled. “Punish me! Fuck me in the ass!”
I was confused, of course! It seemed like she was telling her husband to punish “her” by banging “me”! She lifted my head and looked at me; her lips were saying, “Please?” Meanwhile, two giant hands were now fondling my ass cheeks and pushing them apart, presumably to look at my pussy.
“Please?” her lips kept saying.
That evening was turning out to provide more inspiration than I was looking for, and… Maybe it was a good thing! Sexual experimentation is precisely what I wanted.
I was in Golden Beach, my dream place, having sex in a dream house with a woman I wanted. So why not add a cock to the mix? Having sex with a couple was not on my short-term wishlist. I had done it as a teenager and didn’t remember it as particularly exciting. It seemed to be something designed to entertain married men!
Yet, it was of interest to my erotica writing activities, so I nodded to her in agreement and went back to kissing, licking, and loving her pussy.
It then got even more fascinating. After hearing footsteps leaving and coming back, I got a finger up my ass! It was my butthole she had offered to him, apparently not my pussy. She meant “ass” in the literal sense of it.
“Fuck my ass, babe! I’m a bad, bad girl!” she kept yelling.
As a teenager, of course, I had boys and men shove their penis inside my butthole, often because I didn’t want them inside my pussy. But it had never meant much to me. I didn’t really like it and only did it whenever the male beasts insisted.
But the complexity of the scenario unfolding in that house excited me somehow. What can I say? It did! I was into it.
His finger appeared to be pushing lubrication inside of me. Getting it was probably why he left and came back. I kept serving the pussy in front of me, but most of my attention was on relaxing my ass to be the best host I could be; little did I know I was going to need it, for real.
After fingering my ass for a little while with one finger, then two, I felt a big rod pushing itself inside of me, and when I say big, I mean BIG!
He was a gentleman, so to speak, by slowly going in and out to gradually get my ass ready to accept his massive cock. With each thrust, he dove deeper. Yet, it took him a long time to get it all in. I can’t deny there was some pain, but it was thrilling to be really fucked in the ass. That man was claiming my butthole, no question about it.
Meanwhile, they kept shouting at each other. She repeatedly screamed things along the lines of “I’m a bad girl. Fuck my ass, babe!”
He replied things like, “Your ass is mine, bitch!” and he slapped one of my ass cheeks each time he said something. I don’t know why, but they were both arousing me. It was hot, and my pussy was wet!
Neither of them talked to me. She offered him my ass as if it were hers, and he was banging me as if he was punishing her.
Have any of you ever heard of something like that? I had not! It was weird, and yet I was into it. Totally!
Even though I was mainly focused on what was happening around my butthole, it seemed I did a good job with her pussy because she eventually blew up, yelling and pulling on my hair.
“Yes! Faster!”
And guess what? Her husband sped up his banging of my ass in unison with the tremors from her orgasm. I was a surrogate for her! Instead of carrying her baby in my belly, I was holding her man’s cock in my ass!
After climaxing, she got on her knees, kissed me, and whispered a thank you, but it wasn’t over. He pulled his cock out of my ass, grabbed me like I was nothing more than a pillow, and threw me on the floor. I love it when powerful men can lift me and flip me. And that is when I saw him for the first time. He was an African-American mountain of muscles.
It was my first ever big black cock, and I got it in the ass!
He pulled on my hair to bring me to my knees with my face at the tip of his giant cock while she yelled something like: “I’m a bad, bad girl! Punish me, please!”
They were not done. They both wanted more of me. And I wanted him. My pussy was waiting for him, but I also like eating dicks. Yes, I know. I’m weird sometimes. Besides, I wanted to play with that enormous thing. I wanted to look at it to start with! So, I was happy to go along with the role-playing.
He placed his penis on my lips and pushed it in, but I gagged. It smelled like shit! Ass-to-mouth was another thing I had done as a teenager but never particularly enjoyed. I tried again and swallowed a good part of his penis, but I couldn’t prevent the gagging, which was rare for me.
I have a fairly large mouth with plenty of room for cocks to penetrate it. And I rarely, if ever, gag with a penis in my mouth. I started doing deep-throat at a young age, got plenty of practice, and it has never been a problem for me. It’s part of the reason I say my body has been designed for sex, but I suppose I also received good early training.
I then realized we didn’t use protection. I hoped rich people could afford frequent health checks.
He grabbed my dress from the floor, looked at me, and said something about giving me a choice. I had to either take his cock as it was, or he would wipe it with my dress, and I would leave naked. It was the first time he talked to me!
She answered for me! Something like: “Oh, yes, babe! Wipe it!”
Meanwhile, she grabbed my head in her hands, got her lips close to my ear, and asked me in a whisper if I was OK. I wasn’t going to stop now that we had been through what I assumed was the most challenging part: his gigantic cock in my ass and licking it in my mouth right after. So I nodded in agreement, and her eyes beamed with pleasure as soon as I did. It was an exciting evening for all involved parties.
They both went back to their “Fuck me!” and “You’re mine, bitch!” type of conversation while he pushed his cock into my mouth. He brought the spongy tip of his penis to the back of my throat and kept going. He wanted a deep throat! At least, that was something I had done many times before.
I don’t know why, but every man I had sex with lost it when I ate their entire cock, my lips reaching the base of their penis, my bottom lip touching their balls, and my nose resting on their belly. And if I swallow their load after that, I am a goddess to them. The expression on their face is simply priceless. Men!
But this rod I had in my mouth that day was a different ball game. It was massive, and I had difficulty loosening my throat enough to let it all in. I found out later that the monster was 10 inches long!
Fortunately for me, once again, he was a gentleman (if we can say so) by giving me time to adjust.
Meanwhile, she kept expressing stuff like: “I’m a bad girl! Punish me! Give it all to me!”
And he would answer things like: “Take it, bitch!”
“You know I can’t! You’re too big!” she said at one point.
“Shut the fuck up and take it!” he replied.
Eventually, I got his entire shaft down my throat, my lips reaching the base, and tears running down my cheeks.
“Give it to me, babe!” she said while pushing on the back of my head to keep his cock in. I played the game for as long as possible but couldn’t breathe with that giant pipe down my throat. Eventually, I gave a tap on the floor, like a wrestler requesting a time-out for injury. They got the message and let me breathe before shoving his cock down my throat again.
I was a puppet, and it was hot! I had experimented with the role of a submissive as a teenager. I already knew I enjoyed rough sex. But this was something different. She was the one controlling my head with her hands, standing behind me.
And their conversation continued with the same typical statements of “I can’t, baby! You’re too big!” and “You’re mine! Take it, slut!”
Eventually, he pulled his cock out and caressed himself. I figured I had played the role of a submissive for long enough that I might as well finish it as a cum bucket. So, I pulled my tongue out and twirled it to form a spoon. I grabbed his cock (I badly wanted to feel his enormous cock in my hand) and stroked it until he ejaculated on my tongue. Some of it, of course, ended up on my face.
He told me to eat it all. She answered for me with something like “Yes! I will! All of it!” while scooping the sperm from my face and putting it in my mouth. I licked her fingers clean each time.
Once she had finished making me eat all of his sperm, he snatched me like a feather again, threw me over his shoulder, and walked me to the front door. He opened it, dropped me outside, and closed the door. I knew they said I would have to go home naked if he cleaned his cock with my dress after pounding my ass, but… I don’t know! It was still unexpected.
I was standing naked at their front door, pondering my options, when she came out with my purse and phone. She kissed me, thanked me profusely, and explained that her husband had been asking for ass and deepthroat forever and ever, but she couldn’t do it. She didn’t “want” to do it, is what I thought!
I asked for some clothes I could borrow. She returned with a long t-shirt covering me down to below my buttocks. After having been abundantly used by him, I was wearing his T-shirt to go home. There was something electrifying about that. It was as if his powerful hands were still on my naked body.
The funny thing that they didn’t know is that I could have taken an Uber in the nude; I had done it before! But, on the other hand, it was probably sufficient adventure for one evening, and barefoot was kinky enough.
We’ve all heard bizarre stories about the sex life of rich people, but until that day, I never thought I would end up part of it. I guess South Beach was the place for that… Everything is abnormal and decadent in South Beach!
What would you have done in my shoes? Well, I was barefoot, but you know what I mean.
On the way home, I figured I would go back to more traditional sensual fun for a while, like talking to naked men at the nude beach before going clubbing again for more inspiration.
Yet, in the days that followed, I remembered that evening as one filled with a lot of erotic firsts, including my first big black cock and the deepest deep-throat I had ever done — all of it in a Golden Beach mansion after a ride in a million-dollar car. Actually, I know nothing about cars, but it looked expensive.
For days and weeks, my pussy got wet when I thought about that day. I had been a surrogate for this man’s wife so that he could do kinky stuff she didn’t let him do to her. To this day, I still hear how they talked to each other as if he was banging her while he was actually inside of me. I found it hot! Was I as twisted as I claim rich people are?
And what do you think of ass-to-mouth, commonly known as ATM?
Truth be told, a cock often doesn’t smell good, especially if I take it out of your underpants at the end of the day. So, really, it’s just a matter of getting used to it.
In any case, there’s a kicker! She called me a few weeks later, and here is what happened, then.
By the way, that adventure in Golden Beach is where I got the inspiration for a CEO sending his assistant home barefoot. So, I got the inspiration I was looking for!
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