That was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything. Job went finally better and some private investing also, but I had being working for 14 hours a day at time. It was About 1 am in the morning and was just went of from long shower and about to lay down on my bad.The voice from the other side of cell phone was very pleasant, some kind of baby talking voice. Voice said" Annnn' what what do want from me now?...LOL.. i said "who is this?&... Continue»
The “Fulge” – quick fix version,
Due to popular request I am publishing a much shortened version of the “Fulge”. The story picks up after Helena has met Jake Armstrong and Richard. In am summarizing 2/3 of the story in the first couple paragraphs to give some context and an unjust introduction to the characters.
PS: if you haven’t yet read the full version you are missing out on a couple “goodies”.
Helena is a beautiful 39 year old Spanish woman. She is married to Manuel, a very rich husband that has been ignoring and cheating on his wife. They haven’t slept together in over a year. Helena hasn’t cheated on him though. She is very self conscious and also has a very religious upbringing which added to the 11 year old boy, product of her union with Manuel, deter her from any though or caprice of fornication. Helena has two passions that she indulges in, flirting and art.
She has managed to convince Manuel to let her travel alone to Montreal where she has attended a beautiful art gallery hosted by one of the most famous artist of the moment, Jake Armstrong. She meets Jake and immediately starts to have very strong feelings for him. Jake is a barometer of masculinity and kindness. He also comes equipped with a body to kill for hidden by stylishly selected outfits.
She also meets Richard, a womanizer (“coureur de jupon”). Richard is Jake’s old friend and his chauffeur. He is a great talker, equally handsome, although a little older, in his mid 40s, with thin body type, and has a huge bulge that hints of his generously developed “package”. Via their kinky conversation, Helena enjoys Richard’s openness, his confidence or more accurately his lack of shyness and his bad boy omniscient-like smirk.
The story picks up after Helena has accepted to go to Jake’s mansion, where under the influence of alcohol, pot and strong feelings she feels for Jake, she succumbs to his charm and makes the first move.
When they arrived at the door of the house Richard said his goodbyes to Helena. He gave her a last bad boy wink before getting back in the car and driving away. Helena and Jake then made their way to the mansion. Jake sat her down comfortably on his sofa with some wine and excused himself. He came back a few minutes later holding two new paintings. Helena also noticed that Jake got into more comfortable cloths. She could see better his incredible muscular body.
It was difficult for her to pay attention to the new unfinished pieces that he was showing. When he was done, he sat down with her in the sofa sipping a glass of wine and tending to her every need. Helena hadn’t felt so comfortable next to a man for a very long time. She didn’t want this moment to end. She had gone from being that stupid woman that was making a scene in the exhibit to having great conversations with a very down to earth and kind art world celebrity.
She turned to look at Jake. She wanted to take a good at a man she wished she could have as her man. His soft lips were forming kind words that she no longer cared about. He stopped mid sentence and realized that Helena was no longer listening. She saw him turn with an inquisitive look as if he was about to ask her if she wanted more wine or to see another of his unfinished pieces. Helena was at that point drowning in the warmth of Jake’s glaze. She made the first move, u*********sly or maybe so. She put her left hand on Jake’s thigh and used her right hand to draw his head closer to hers.
“Helena, you don’t have to. I really appreci…”
They kissed, or rather, she kissed him. He then took a paused, looked deep into her eyes and placed his sensuous lips on hers. Their tender kiss grew in passion as their touching lips became enlacing tongues.
Helena could feel every part of her body responding the make out session. Then Jake stopped again. He looked at her straight in the eyes with the same expression he had right before kissing her.
“What is it? What did I do wrong,” inquired Helena almost panting.
“Oh, you did nothing wrong you are perfect Helena. It’s just that I become a totally different person when…”
“It’s Ok. I want it.”
“You don’t understand Helena. I have a …”
“Shush,” she interrupted putting her fingers on his lips, more caressing than anything.
“Helena I have special ta…”
Helena interrupted him again with the same gesture. “I want you Jake. I know you are a nice person. But I want you to take me. Do with me what you want…”
With that Jake seemed to have been reassured. He gently caressed her cheek with the inside of his hand. He then gave her a light kiss.
What followed both surprised Helena and excited her to the brim. Jake stood up and pulled Helena up with her. While kissing her he placed his hands on her neck then traced his strong fingers down until he found the fabric of her dress. With a strong thug, he ripped apart her dress and soft bra, exposing her naked breast and soaked panties.
He quickly followed this move by a tender kiss and started rubbing Helena’s wet black panties, spreading her lustful odor in the room. Jake continued to rub Helena’s pussy though the panties and softly caressing her nipples and neck with his other hand. Helena was moaning with increasing vigor. Her orgasm was quickly building up as her rapid breathing stopped leaving her open mouth waiting for an eternity for the exhale that would a climatic scream.
Right then Jake stopped. He took a step back and looked at her. Helena opened her eyes. She saw Jake standing a step away from her with a serious look and his arms crossed. He seemed to be admiring her, just like a painter would look at one of his most precious pieces.
In her near climatic state Helena was losing her mind. She was no longer able to think straight. She was yearning for him to bless her with his touch; the final touches that would bring the bliss. Seeing that Jake still wasn’t moving she shouted at him.
“Please take me now!”
“What do you want me to do to you?”
“Anything you want. Everything you want. Please take me now.” She pleaded.
Yet still Jake didn’t move. Nor did he say anything. He continued to admire the effects of his caresses on Helena. Like a junkie in need of a fix, her fingers were repeatedly stretching and coming together in a fist. Her pupils were now fully dilated in anticipation of the rush that she was yearning for. Her mouth was still open to enable the air to keep up with her heavy breathing generating occasional moans and pants.
Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore she threw her entire body towards him, wanting to grind her sensitive wet panty covered female hood onto his athletic body until ecstasy ensued. But Jake had other plans. As Helena got within distance of him in her desperate hurdle, he caught her by the wrists. He lifted both her hands on the back of her head. Helena tried to struggle to free herself and jump onto him but he was too strong. She only succeeded in gesticulating wildly and adding to the discomfort of her pose induced by her captor. This had the result of making her even wetter. The wetness between her bare legs only covered in the middle by water waterboarded panty now useless in its primary function.
Jake pushed down on his left hand that was hold Helena’s wrists and with the other he started to take off her underwear.
“Poor thing. It must have been building moisture all night. I think it is time to take it off,” Said Jake.”That will make a good souvenir.”
“Claro que no! I will keep it.”
“Why is that?”
“I keep them all. I have a collection. This one is going to take first place.”
“You Spanish Whore!”
Helena delighted at hearing those words from the man that was such a sweetheart to her just a few minutes ago. At that point Helena had lost all control on her thought let alone her body. She moaned in pleasure in response and could feel her excitement reaching new levels. Always attentive to her every condition Jake noticed that the dirty talk did not deter her, but in fact turn her on. With her panties now off he had a good view of Helena in her kneeling position. With his free hand he undid his pants to let lose his titanium hardened member.
Helena only had the time to usher the beginning of a gasp of amazement before being f***ed down on his beautiful sizeable member. As more and more interminable inches of Jake’s penis were being f***ed down into her throat Helena started to moan in ecstasy, bringing her closer to an orgasm that she had been waiting for so long. Jake was now penetrating her soft lips contoured mouth with f***e and fondling with her right breast, occasionally pinching her hard nipples.
What ensued was pure art. The inner separation of Helena’s spread opened legs started to leak droplets of female cum on the floor. Jake took notice that he could no longer prevent her from cumming anymore. He saw the diamond like bits of liquid making their way down from her pussy, sure signs of starting climax. Excited by the scene he started to lose control a little bit and started to thrust even harder in Helena’s throat by pushing down on her head and hands still held steady by his strong left hand. The increased speed and strength of the penetrations added to her own pleasure, while the idea of being degraded in such way by a famous man who was at the same time so turned on by her was enough to take her orgasm to the level of a squirting climax.
A long stream of pussy juice gushed with power from Helena’s pussy, spraying Jakes right leg. At that point Jake let go on the grip that he had on her hands and head. She fell to the ground gasping for air and convulsing with repeated bursts of squirt spraying on the expensive vinyl floor.
“You beautiful whore,” shouted Jake.
Helena answered to those words by shaking more violently on the floor and shouting in between breaths “Mas! I want more…”
“I knew you were going to say that.” Jake smiled and gestured towards the kitchen door. Richard appeared from other room. He was already naked and had his victorious smirk on. “Richard told me about the interesting conversation you had on the balcony. So I hope this is alright.”
She lifted herself up from the floor and gave Jake a worried look. She then turned to the new naked slender body contrasting with the large protuberance that stood tall from its center. Helena could not understand why the sight of those two naked men with their erected manhood was creating such sensations of excitement in her instead of feelings of fear and guilt; Wholly surrendering to her new found feelings, she felt welcomed tumults and trepidations that she was taking in strides as this artist was slowly deconstructing the moral barrier of the now frail and abiding perfect skin goddess.
She thought of her penetration-less orgasm induced by the sensation of feeling Jake inside her mouth well beyond the frontiers marked by her soft lips. She could not comprehend how she had ended up in this situation, but one thing was certain; Helena thoroughly enjoyed it all. She was in pure ecstasy in anticipation of what was to come. The exciting, the uncharted…
Helena uttered more desperate pleas in her native tongue as sexual fog messed around with her logic, preventing her from thinking straight.
“Mas. Quiero, Mas…”
“You heard the lady Richard. We don’t want to keep our guess waiting do we?”
With a kinky grim, Richard came ever closer to Helena who was now on her knees. With his right hand he held the base of his pleasure tool and started teasing her. He would bring his cock very close to her lips only to purposely move it sideways at the last second causing Helena to repeatedly kiss and lick his sensual penis all over its length. The tip of Richard would rub her chicks, nose and forehead causing her to moan even louder as the masculine odors hit her with full f***e in synch with soft unintended caresses of Richard’s testicles on her chin and lips.
Jake took advantage of the distraction offered by Richard to move in behind Helena. He lifted her ass up, as she stood her legs spread ever so slightly apart hoping that what would come would relieve her growing renewed tingling. Richard took the opportunity of the change in angle to upgrade his provocations and slowly inserted himself in her drooling open mouth, inch by inch.
Jake got on his knees and took a moment to enjoy the view and the sweet perfume emanating from Helena vagina and ass hole secretions. He then dove deep and started to taste, lick, devour and sip her whole pussy and the surrounding regions. Helena’s moans, muffled by the muscular insertion used as a gag, were becoming more frequent and loud. Richard pulled out, leaving her to gasp for air. She started to cry sending clear signals of another coming orgasm. Her panting was now becoming louder than the sloppy sounds of Jake’s lewd cunnilingus, alternating between her flooding pussy and loosening sphincter.
Jake noticed the change in the pitch of her voice, indicative of the imminence that would bring his victim to the single passage peak and as she was ready to be sent over the edge. He stopped a couple of lick short of giving her what she wanted and pulled back again. Helena released Richard’s cock from her tightening lips and tongue to turn around in a hurry to look at Jake. Her lusty surrendered gaze was met by Jake’s who was still holding her ass cheeks apart. He was smiling but that is not his smile that she noticed. Her attention was fixed on the disgraceful amount of pussy juice covering the lower part of his face and slowly dribbling down towards his chin and neck. She gasped and squirmed at the sight of the famous artist whose face had been made a complete mess by her generosity. She got even closer to her much awaited second orgasm that her torturer would not bring.
Jake gave a satisfied smiled and stood up. He walked toward Richard. He stood next to his friend and held Helena in the back of her head softly, kindly, sensually. He brought his lips closer to her and kissed her tenderly at first and the passionately, exchanging juices with her, mixing fluids in her mouth; the same mouth that had recently sucked Richard’s dripping penis and his own cock. Both Richard and Helena got more excited at what had just happened. Richard became even harder and more pre-cum juices started to slowly make their way down his now saliva covered cock. Helena became lost in the might of the feeling she was experiencing from being brought so close to climax for so long now.
“Please make me cum,” she pleaded, almost crying.
“You are not asking nicely,” said confidently Jake breaking from the wet kiss still holding her head from the back and looking deep into her eyes.
“Puja me!” Screamed Helena in desperation.
Jake didn’t flinch. He stood there stoic, admiring how Helena was now totally lost in lust. She was throwing her arms forward trying to grab on to one of their cocks. He legs were moving like that of a woman that had held her urine in for too long and who needed desperate relief. But she now knew it wasn’t urine she was holding back.
Richard was now going crazy because the increasing naughtiness of the sexual scene. Unable to contain himself any longer he ran behind Helena placing his warm masculine hands on her hips.
“Fuck you Jacky,” he screamed, bending Helena down and spreading her legs open.”Fuck you and your art craziness.”
“Oh yes, fuck me Richard!!!” screamed Helena.
Richard gladly obliged and plunged his heavy cock inside her scorching hot twat. They both gasp before they started panting wildly due to the frantic rate at which Richard was going in and out of her. Jake took another step back to admire the unfolding scene. He took a small camera out of a nearby drawer and started filming the fall of this goddess to a status of whore.
Richard’s strong and frantic pace was pushing all the womanly juices that had been held captive in Helena’s strong’s pussy, causing repeated splashes to spray on all nearby legs. Helena slowly started to bend her whole body upwards and her panting suddenly stopped as if she was foregoing breathing and all other essential body functions to focus on her now inevitable orgasm.
“Hey Richard, “ said Jake with a grim. “It’s my turn to fuck her.”
Richard smiled and suspended the repeated spanking of his hips on Helena’s ass cheek. In her bliss, Helena had not paid attention to the latest development. She did however feel the emptiness caused by the withdrawing cock. She opened her eyes and turned toward Richard. He was standing a couple of steps away from him, still in a full blown erection and a winded grim on his face.
“Come back right now. I want it.” Scream Helena.
“Not yet,” continued Richard pointing to his long time friend. ”I think Jake is waiting for you”.
Now turning towards the famous artist, Helena saw him sitting on the couch, gesturing for her to come. She ran to him, wanting to jump on his skyward pointing cock and ride it until satisfaction ensued. Jake held her tight inches away his manhood and fixed her deeply.
“Do you remember when I told you I had special sexual needs,” He asked.
“Yes, I will do anything you want,” replied Helena in a honest and pleading voice.
“I want to take you in the ass,” Richard explained.
Helena did not even hesitate before agreeing to this lewd proposition that she had never tried before. Her level of excitement and lustful need was such that she would have done anything for him and she was ready to give him her anal virginity. She just wanted a man inside her. She just wanted to be released from the chains of sexual tension and excitement that she could no longer contain but that could only be delivered by her skin contrasted lovers.
Jake turned her around and guided her ass slowly onto his cock. She let out a long gasp. When his big cock was 2/3 of the way in and after a short period of adjustment he started pumping. It was Richard’s turn to admire the scene. He was stroking his cock gently with an amazed look on his face, watching his boss and friend fuck this previously prude Spanish girl up the ass.
This time Helena was resolved not to give any signs of her approaching orgasm until it was too late. Jake started to lose control himself. The tender cheeks of his exhibit guess were squeezing the full length of his penis. In his follies, induced by the fog of the raging anal sex, his mind came up with a last desperate effort to be artistic.
He turned to Richard who was now franticly pumping his hand up and down his pre-cum leaking cock.
“Richard,” he called out in between breaths.”I think we have tortured her enough. Why don’t you lick her pussy and make her cum while I fuck her up the ass.”
As soon as she heard Jake’s order, Helena let out a long moan of approval. She twisted her head towards Jake and started to kiss his juice covered mouth. That’s all the encouragement Richard needed. He quickly got on his knees and started to make his way towards her glistening pussy that was generously lubricating Jakes cock, facilitating the increasing penetration speed in the tightest of Helena’s holes.
Richard’s mouth never made it to Helena’s pussy. The mere idea of having a gorgeous man agree to such a dirty act in order to give her pleasure was more than enough to send her over the edge. That feeling was amplified when she saw that Richard was very willing to lick her defiled clit and was actually in a hurry to do so. Richard’s mouth was getting closer and closer to her special place with his eager tongue sticking out and his thin lips split apart. The closer he got, the more she could feel his breath, his heat and his arousal.
Helena had reached the limit s of the sexual excitement anyone would have been expected to withstand without cumming. Jake’s tongue was now within distance of performing the unspeakable. As the first wave of the climax hit, she felt that some muscles in her body began to have a mind of their own; some tightening and others loosening. With a sudden shriek, a commendable amount of squirt was expelled from the depth of her wide spread pussy reinf***ed by the stiff pressure of the big shaft cock anally ravaging her.
The first wave of climatic squirts took Richard completely by surprise. He didn’t have time to think about it because Helena used her free hand to shove his head right where it feels good. She cried out and continued to squirt in Richard’s mouth, preventing him from pulling away with grip of a desperation filled whore. Helena cried softly, with her eye rolling up to the back of her head while riding Jake’s thick cock in her ass and rubbing herself on Richard’s soft lips.
When Richard was finally set free, his whole face and torso had been covered with orgasmic blessings. The sight was enough to send Jake over the edge.
“I am cumming…” He cried out
Helena jumped to her knees as if on cue and opened her mouth in anticipation of the reward. Jake stood up to oblige. He had his hand on the base of his cock. He was looking is his throbbing glistening cock. He hesitated about giving her his cock which was now coated with pussy juice, saliva and unmistakable thin traces of ass juice giving the combination a deliciously dirty odor.
Seeing Jake hesitate, Helena took matters in her own hands. She wanted to satisfy him completely with complete disregard for any decency that may have held her back. She wanted to satiate her two lovers.
“Give it to me Jacky,” she murmured.
With that, she pushed his hand away and shoved the entire length of his cock deep inside her mouth. Jake felt like the kinkiness of the event made him lose his mind. Her lack of sexual restrain even in the face of the very sexy and filthy mixture on his cock made him lose all remnants of control he had on the situation as she sucked with passion. Loads after loads of his cum added to the lewd mixture that Helena guzzled and gobbled with slurpy sounds and movements which caused Jake to deliver more shots than he would normally have.
The prolonged provocation that Jake had made her endure had pushed Helena to new frontiers of her personality. The envy to cum had pushed her to seek any bit of pleasure she could have used to help her ever slowly growing orgasm. At the end of it, she was a changed woman, having done things she would never have even considered before.
Richard had been watching the last 30 seconds of the action with complete astonishment while u*********sly stroking at his huge cock that seem to be growing bigger and harder. Unable to hold his cum back anymore and bathed in a sensation of stupor and sexual bliss, he pulled Helena towards him, stood in front on her, dominant, with his cock right in front of her face. Helena licked her lips in anticipation of the additional cum, scooping leftovers of Jake’s load. Richard lost it. He tried to look away to avoid being tortured by the view of how sexy Helena had become with all the sperm and other fluid on her face. That didn’t work. He felt the first wave of cum mounting up his balls. Richard could no longer think straight. His whole body was shaking while his gazed was fixed on the goddess whore.
With a fluid swing, intended to disgrace her one more time, Richard slapped Helena hard with his free hand causing her head to spin a bit and some of her hair to sway and stick on her left chick and forehead due to the unidentifiable juices that were coating it.
The sensation of that disgraceful slap sent Helena in a race for another climax. She started rubbing her pussy feverishly in sync with Richard’s pumping. Her lower lip separated from the upper and once again her characteristic moan could be heard as drops of the foul mixture started to drool out.
Richard’s grunts and cum spurts in her face, chin and neck took her to a third less powerful but enjoyable climax. Having been completely drained by her previous two orgasms the Spanish beauty did not squirt but delighted in feeling her lower muscles pulsate as she took Richard deflating cock in her mouth.
“You are without a doubt the best fuck I have ever had,” said Richard while Helena continued to milk him. ”I think it will be hard to beat this.”
“Thanks you.” Said Helena, dropping of exhaustion on the squirt wet sofa. “But I am sure you tell that to all the girls you sl**p with.”
He came closer to her and gave her a light kiss on a dry part of her forehead and said in a honest tone. “I swear to you I don’t.”
Richard and Helena both turned to Jake who was now sitting on one of the dining room chairs. He was holding the camera in one hand and giving a thumb up with the other. He clicked on some button and set the device aside. He stood up headed to the kitchen and came back with 3 joints.
“After party anyone?”
The trio enjoyed the rest of the night making small talk, jokes and smoking. Occasionally, one of them would make fun of the other, reminiscing some aspect of their prodigious threesome. Strangely, Helena had not felt the onslaught of guilt she thought she would have. Maybe it was that she was too tired to feel guilty. Or maybe it was how those to handsome men were treating her amicably even after such a degrading fuck.
Jake, always the gentleman, kindly offered that Helena could use his bathroom. He even offered a set of jeans and oversized t-shirt to replace the dress he had ripped off. He had wanted to keep the mercilessly soaked panty but Helena refused. He consoled himself with the kind words she said as she took the panty away from him.
“Who knows? I might let you soak another one…”
With that Helena turned away and headed toward the taxi that Richard had called earlier. None of them was in a state to drive after all the alcohol and joints. She looked back one last time at her two lovers who were standing on the stairs of the mansion.
She felt her eyes get heavy with tears. It wasn’t guilt this time. They were tears of joy. Joy of finally being free from the grips of her neglecting husband. Joy for having lived and experienced that would last her a lifetime and make the rest of her life worthwhile. Joy for finding the courage to do so many things she had always wanted to. Joy of having fulfilled these two best friends to the fullest. Joy of having done in one night more “first times” than her entire marriage could have offered. And a complete bliss for having let this famous, gentle black guy and his white bad boy chauffeur teach her what it is to be a woman.
PS: I cannot emphasis enough how reducing the story to this last scene does not do justice to the overall story. I implore the reader to be lineant in the deliberation of their appreciation of the story vis-a-vis the circumstances. I would urge those who like this story to go to my profile and read the missing first 2/3.