The Flap in the Door

He hummed contentedly. "What a beautiful snatch you have," he said, probably more to

himself rather than her.

"Stop!" Lisa whimpered, but immediately became silent when she felt him pull his finger

through her slit. He began to gently massage her clitoris with two fingers.

Then, he pushed a long, quite thick and calloused finger into her hole. She tried to push

her legs together, but he pushed them apart again with force, only to fingerfuck her hole

with even more vehemence.

She tried to resist it, and did not want to allow this intrusion, but her body, and

increasingly her mind, no longer obeyed her. In fact, her slit became more and more

wet.

"Oh yes, that looks fine. So, let's see if there's something going on in the back part," and

sunk a finger, wetted by her love juices, jerkily into her asshole.

Lisa twitched, but this was a sensitive point—she was quite anally fixated, and enjoyed

it when her anus was fingered.

She bit her lip, so that no moans could escape her. She had never allowed her husband

to fuck her ass, but being anally fingered while fucking always brought her to climax in

no time.

She was so aroused; he was able to detect her womanly scent.

"That should be enough," and for a moment the old man withdrew, but it quickly became clear to her that he was just opening his pants to move on to the next item on the program.

She was horrified, did not want it, panic arose in her.

He would fuck her right away...

My God, she would be fucked by this old man in an instant...

That was not right, she was a married woman, and had (almost) always been faithful...

But suddenly, a thought crossed her mind in a somewhat cunning horny way.

Probably no one would ever know anyway...

She could feel the heat between her legs. She knew it was too late now — the damage was done, so she might just as well enjoy it.

And so it happened, that she finally let go, she just let herself go, surrendered to her

lust. And suddenly, Lisa was just a female who wanted to be taken, swept into a wanton

need for fulfillment.

The past few minutes had triggered her into a slutty harlot, that was willing to do

anything to fill her pussy with as much hard cock as possible.

Framed by stocking tops and rumpled clothing, her vagina peeped in open invitation.

Her pussy lips were swollen and throbbing, covered with her juices.

And then it happened. It didn't take Otto long to position his body up against the

wonderful naked legs and ass of the compliant, frantic, desperate woman at his mercy.

Lisa felt a great pressure at the entrance of her cooch, as it was forced open by the

cock's head. She felt a thick rod slowly invading her slippery hole in short thrusts.

"Uhhhh..." the wife grunted loudly, as the strange cock penetrated her.

As soon as the seemingly thick acorn was in her steaming snatch, he worked himself

inch by inch into her. His bare shaft was slowly sinking inside Lisa's married pussy,

already deep, in her lustful, trembling flesh.

His calloused paws grabbed her by the hips, and slowly the old man began to nail her.

Lisa gasped loudly, as she was filled up. The cock had a size that she did not know

from her husband. The glans was certainly larger, and the length reached places in her

body that had never been reached before.

She was not particularly spoiled in this respect, as her husband was rather small, and

she had only had one other man besides him—her former boss, a classic drunken affair

at the Christmas party. The boss had been a bit bigger than her husband's, but he

hadn't made it past two or three thrusts and had come into her almost immediately.

In this respect, the fuck with this unknown old man had an enormous effect on her, and

he had, she had to acknowledge, real good technique.

Again and again, he stuffed his cock inch by inch into her strained vagina. Her excited

nether lips tenderly enclosed the thick tube.

He maintained the slow pace for several minutes without getting hectic. Her rapid breath

had, meanwhile, become an uninterrupted wheezing. The first strange cock in her for

ages, and it was better than her husband's.

Another three, maybe five minutes and he began to increase the pace slightly and

began to finger her anus again.

That was too much for her. Lisa felt like she had fireworks going off, all over inside her

body. She was moaning and writhing as a huge climax overwhelmed her senses. She

came with a mark-shattering orgasm, and cried out very loud.

"Ungh! Ungh! Oh God! Oh God! OH GODDDD!!! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!"

"Boss, what's happened?"

Lured by the loud moans of the two, Samuel came back, and was obviously amazed.

"Boss... that's your help?" he asked, smugly.

"Samuel, a gentleman helps where he can," Otto said, and continued to fuck, as if it

were the most normal thing in the world.

The old man accelerated abruptly and hammered the thick cock into her for another half

minute. Then he stiffened, he came grunting, squirting beam after beam into her love

channel. This almost brought her to a second orgasm.

Slowly, Otto pulled his shrinking rod out of her.

While Lisa was still busy with her own subsiding orgasm, she heard Samuel say, "I'm a

gentleman, too," and then she heard a zipper open.

Samuel Kudi, or Sammy, as he was usually called, came to Germany a few years ago

with his parents from Nigeria.

He was now eighteen, and in job training. On this day, he was helping Otto with the packages. He was very dark-skinned, quite tall, athletic. His nature was engaging, always friendly.

Sammy freed his penis from his annoying garments, his trousers fell, allowing his prick

to spring up, very ready to do the job. An extremely respectable protuberance came to

light.

Otto was impressed, even a little jealous.

That bastard was huge... hung like a horse.

Although he had a bit-above-average build; below, his chocolate bar was clearly bigger,

longer, thicker. Sammy was blessed in the cock department.

It was very big, almost black, plump, the shaft crossed by strong veins. His cock was at

the very least nine to ten inches long, but it was how thick it was.

"My gosh, Sammy, that's truly a real amazing wifebeater, a perfect tool to drill pussies perfectly."

Sammy grinned. "Yes, especially white pussies love this black cock. And this black cock loves white pussy. But there's nothing like a white married pussy. Mature married white wives always got the best pussy!"

Lisa shuddered, as he leaned over to her and told her to get ready, because he was

about to show her how he fucks white wives with his BBC. She would get the fucking of

her life.

She had become aware that this was an African man. And weren't they supposed to

have such particularly big penises? Her lovebox would probably be strained like never

before...

Her knees trembled. But she started to get that flutter in her abdomen again. She knew she would be penetrated for the first time by black meat in a second.

But, she was not afraid and did not feel one iota of shame now—she felt randy, wanton

and excited beyond measure.

Not only did her desire grow, but so did the wetness between her legs. Her pussy was

burning with lust. She started to imagine how his cock felt inside her. It would fill her up,

like her husband never had.

Lisa was just a little bit nervous, but knew she wanted that big dick in her. She'd never

wanted to be fucked so badly in her life. Her cunt burned with horniness, intoxicated

with slutwife lust.

Her puffy, red outer pussy lips were wide open, revealing her inner labia. The mixture of

her pussy juices and the remnants of Otto's cum, had left a frothy, white mess around

her open pussy—not just a wetness, but a slimy wetness.

Sammy was behind her, staring down at her wonderful tushy, jiggling with excitement

and anticipation. Below, he could see the dewy portal between her legs, gaping open,

pink and waiting.

"Oh, Mama, you're wet for me. You ready, aren't you?"

He didn't wait for an answer, as he pointed his massive tool at her pussy lips. There

was no more foreplay whatsoever; this was going to be immediate fucking.

Sammy put his bulging glans at the entrance, and pushed his cock unceremoniously

into her twat, inch by inch.

He pushed his fat cock past her labia; she felt it stretching her love gate. Sammy slowly

stabbed Lisa's gut with his manhood, first getting only his head in, then followed by the

first three inches. She lost her breath when she noticed how the thick piston literally

impaled her, her sex became extremely stretched.

Lisa's pussy was being widened further than ever before, and it was painful.

Sammy's tool was twice as big as any man she ever had, even longer and thicker than Otto's.

Otto kept glancing and seeing Lisa's pussy stretched lewdly around Sammy's big throbbing cock.

Lisa squirmed from the discomfort. She groaned, she begged, "It's so big. It's too big;

pull it out; please, pull it out!" She wriggled around, trying to get him to pull it out.

But Sammy knew the female anatomy from experience, understanding how vaginas

stretch. He whispered, "You will be okay, my sweet, just relax."

He pushed in three inches nonstop now, then held it still until her vaginal glands sent oil

to relieve the pain and acclimate to the invader's girth.

"Oh my God, it is so fat! I can't believe it. It hurts; please give me time to get used to it,"

she pleaded.

Sammy could feel her heat and sense her wetness, as he gradually edged forward.

Withdrawing slightly, and then going back in a little further each time.

Obviously, he was entering her deeper and deeper, both from his moans and rhythm,

and Lisa's pants and yelps. "Oh, oh, god... so big, oh god... slowly."

Hearing her moans growing more and more passionate, was music to his ears. Sammy

was delighted. He had conquered this white married pussy in full. How enjoyable was

this cunt, how smooth, how really user-friendly it had become.

Lisa was experiencing the conflicting sensations of pain and pleasure.

However, with each push, her plum became more relaxed, and she began to enjoy it.

She was weeping and whimpering in pain at first, but as the initial pain of his

penetration subsided, her lust started to take hold. She was beginning to spread to fit

him. The pain gave way to lust.

This well-hung, ten-inch packing of a man was doing things to her pussy that no man

had ever done, not even Otto.

From the way she was breathing heavy, and shaking her ass, it was obvious that Lisa

was more sexually excited than ever. Right at that moment, she was getting fucked by a

guy, as black as the night.

But how loudly she roared, when the African then struck and mercilessly sunk his thick

black member to the hilt into her sopping pink slot, and gave her the full taste for the first time.

She gritted her teeth, taking all the cock he offered. Lisa was feeling filled up truly, the

way it should be. She pushed herself back further onto his beautiful big cock, until she

felt his balls softly slap against her thighs. Full to bursting, with Sammy's cock planted

firmly in her pussy, she rocked back and forth on his hard shaft. Sammy steadily made

love to Lisa's body, slowly stroking his cock in and out of her pussy, giving her more

friction than she'd ever experienced.

But then Sammy started nailing her truly, he pulled out his stiff stick to immediately push

back in, out and in, out and in, over and over again; stroking with purpose, pummeling

her pussy with hard thrusts. Sammy showed no mercy.

Again and again, he rammed his hard pipe into her twitching cunt. His concentration

was totally centered on the body he was ravishing.

Lisa screamed to the rhythm of his thrusts with horniness.

Otto watched in awe, seeing Sammy's cock sliding in and out of her slit, using the

widely stretched cunt, accompanied by loud squelching noises and the slap of his balls

as they hit her crotch with each powerful thrust. There was no love or tenderness here,

just a bull fucking a submissive woman, as hard as he could.

Lisa was fucked like she hadn't been fucked in her entire life. Like a horny slut, she was

impaled by Sammy, who felt that she needed it.

Oh, yes, she needed it, she enjoyed that he just took her, used her, and made her his

sex object. She screamed when he impaled her with all his hardness and thickness.

"Ahh... yeah... so good..." the overly horny wife whimpered, forgetting the beloved

husband.

"Yes, fuck me... ooohh so big... I never... Oh my god."

Lisa was getting the fucking of her life. A wave flooded through her body.

"Ssshh... ahh... yeah..." she moaned, as an orgasm hit her.

Lisa's legs began to tremble when a powerful orgasm tore through her abdomen. She

screamed loudly, out of control, during the spasm-like climax. It was like electric waves

shuddering through her vagina. Lisa never knew sex could feel so wonderful.

"Ooohhh... yeaaaahhhh," she grunted.

Sammy had no trouble concealing his large bat at the deepest possible point of her

moist abyss. He enjoyed himself in her from behind, his weapon deep in his prey, in

Lisa's open wound.

It was a real pleasure for him, to sink his manhood into this lust-drunk wife. He boned her enjoyable white crotch with his massive black piston, again and again, smoothly.

"Well, does this black snake feel good in your white pussy, Mama?" he asked.

"Oh, yes, better than anything else."

Better than your husband's cock?"

"Oh, yes! So much better."

"And do I fuck you better than he does?"

"Yes. Yes, much, sooo much better."

"Then tell me, Mama, that you'd rather have that black strap than your husband's, in

your white married cunt," he demanded.

"Fuck, yeah! I love it in my pussy. Sooo much better than him... yeah... uhn... oooh...

Keep fucking me."

"I love it when you tell me I'm bigger than your husband, fucking you better. Your pussy

is really user-friendly now. Your pussy is designed for it, downright designed for fat

black cock."

The slapping sounds of his balls against her pussy, and the squishy sound of their

squeezing and convulsing genitals filled the air; creating a vulgar melody of lust.

After some more minutes of action, the firm muscles in her thighs tensed up as she

rocked back against his amazing black member.

Never in her life, had she been as excited as she was then, at the mercy of this thick-

dicked black youngster. She felt herself building once more, under the impaling blows of

the cock within her. She felt her pussy burning with a fire that threatened to consume

her.

"Awww, yesss, you black bastard! Ummm, oooh, ohhh, fuck me, shhh, aaah, yeaaah, ohhh, yeaaah, fuck me!!!"

It was the unadulterated sound of a woman having her brains fucked out.

Oh, this extreme physical irritation. Letting out an intense squeal, Lisa's whole body

quivered from the incredible fucking that she was being given. Wildly, her body reared

up again. Her pussy contracted tightly around the stiff limb of the dark-skinned man.

Lisa shook, trembled.

The thick cock, drilling her pussy harshly, had collaborated in sending her over the edge into sexually satisfied bliss, again.

Oh, how it came to her then. Finally, her back arched, her whole body shook and she

stopped breathing. A most-powerful orgasm rolled over her like a heat wave.

Lisa literally shouted out her lust—fervent, lustful screams, full of passion and satisfaction.

He grunted, as he realised she had orgasmed and that provoked him to stroke even harder. His loins smashed against her.

"Yes, come for me, Mama, come on my big black cock."

But his voice was strained; he, too, couldn't hold it any longer.

While orgasming, Lisa nevertheless felt Sammy's member begin to shake, his testicles

contracted, and then she felt him come like an explosion.

Into her own orgasm, Sammy, roaring with passion, chased his charge into her narrow

love channel.

The first jet splashed deep into her vagina. His mouth stood wide open, as his black

sperm filled her pussy. His cum streamed up into her, squirt after squirt, as his balls tensed and his cock triggered load after load. Thrust after thrust, he discharged himself

in the slimy cunt that still had his rod firmly in place.

Lisa, whether she wanted to or not, got the baby-making charge from the African's pipe,

fully into her grotto, filling her with his nuts.

"Yeahhh... bitch... take it... yeah."

It was a great and overwhelming feeling, how the vast amounts of his seed seemed to

flood her pussy. Relieved, she cried out when she felt the surge that poured powerfully

into her snatch.

He drilled the dick into her stretched body a few more times.

Then he paused. For a few moments, he snuggled up to her, then the piston of her

black lover finally slipped out of the gaping cunt.

Sammy turned away from her and retreated. A smile covered his face when he saw the

freshly inseminated cunt of his playmate.

What a view! Thick, yellowish-white drops running from the cooch, slowly down her thighs.

"You are a hot slut," she heard him say. He patted her ass. "Thank you, lady."

"You don't get such a hot woman in front of your shotgun every day. A pussy really

made to swallow thick black cocks, a truly extraordinary fuck," he said gratefully to Otto.

And then, "Boss? You again?"

"Samuel, I'm turning 62 this year. I'm glad he comes up once a day. Besides, we still

have work to do," the old man replied, with a laugh. The conversation became quieter, as their steps moved away.

She was not yet really attentive to the aftermath of the violent orgasm, and was only

alerted when she heard the vehicle of the two started and quietly moved away.

Her bare ass was still up in the air, and she noticed the semen wetting her thighs.

There she was, a used, cum-filled slut.

She was totally finished, thoroughly fucked, but relaxed and satisfied. Freshly drilled and abundantly inseminated, her pussy still full of sperm.

What remained was a completely consternated woman, with still-shaky knees.

What had that just been?

Certainly not 'making love'—no, raw, animalistic sex.

These guys had simply grabbed and used her as a compliant slut. They had subjugated and humiliated her, as if it were the most self-evident thing in the world. She had been demoted to copulation supplier and semen receptacle.

They had fucked her unscrupulously, just like that.

She realized that she was a victim, who had been used with relish. She felt used, her weakness exploited.

Lisa shook, still confused. But still, her body was immensely satisfied.

She couldn't help but feel sloppy, and yet highly satisfied, at the same time.

Yes, she had been unscrupulously fucked by an old man and a young black man, but it

was definitely the very best sex she'd ever had.

But gradually, she was worried that maybe someone would find their way into the

garden by chance, but luck was on her side.

When her husband Mark entered the house at dusk, he first came through the front

door into the kitchen and found her under the frame construction.

Horrified, he jumped to her aid and removed everything that kept her from pulling

herself through the flap.

"How did that happen?" he asked, worriedly. He grabbed her wrists and carefully pulled

her into the kitchen.