One Ultimate Sex Fiasco
I feel so good today after a night full of hot sex. I love using Earl’s big dick and then telling him to fuck-off. Sissy Boy told me that Earl started getting drunk late last night after I went to bed and he ended up talkin’ smack about me. I know how Sissy is. I mean, he’s a little freak, but he knows not to lie to me, that’s for sure. So I decided to go out and find me another big dick to use and abuse to my satisfaction today and it didn’t take long. This guy is hot, muscular, and kinda stupid, but he doesn’t talk much and he has no problem obeying me. I found him at this construction site close to where I live and he couldn’t wait for me to take him home. I didn’t like his real name, so I told him I would just call him “Meat” from now on. When Earl showed up, thinking he was going to get fucked again by me, he was really surprised when I told him that he would have to empty his wallet and get in the corner with Chuckie, my new cuckie. “Life sucks and then you have to kiss my ass,” I hollered at him when he gave me that little hurt look. He sat there and mumbled to Chuckie while I got me a big plate of Meat! Hell yeah! That boy has a big fat ten-incher and he stays hard for hours.
Once I had ridden his cock and cum about three times, I took a break and brought Chuckie over to the edge of my bed and told him to get on his hands and knees. I told Earl to whip it out and jerk himself up to a good hard-on while he watched me sitting on Meat’s face. After he got really hard, I told him to lube down Chuckie’s ass-crack and slide his big dick in there. Earl begged me to let him just watch me fuck Meat and jerk into Chuckie’s mouth, but I told him to shut up and fuck that boy good. Chuckie wanted to prove himself to me after being punished the night before, so he stuck his bare ass out there, grabbed his cheeks and spread his legs out to give Earl a good target. I yelled at Earl, “fuck that bitch, you worthless fuck.
I got back to riding all over Meat’s fat cock while Chuckie and Earl watched. Finally, Earl came, pulled out, and got under Chuckie, but he started whining. I got soooo upset that I told Meat to pick him up, throw him over his shoulder, and take him out by the garbage dumpster and then I threw his clothes and wallet out the window into a mud puddle. Earl found out the hard way that I can spit in the wind and it will stick to some dumb man’s big dick. Now he is out with the garbage where he belong! Earl it looks like you just got chewed up and spit out like yesterdays dinner.