MRWADE53.STY BY MASTER WADE
Julia's Begging: Part Four
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The house was quiet when I walked in. I sat the bags down on the
kitchen table and called to Master. When I didn't get a response I
went ahead and unloaded the bags and laid the items out on the kitchen
table. What an assortment of things he had made me buy. I couldn't
wait to watch one of the movies!
I looked all over the house for Master, but couldn't find him
anywhere. Gawd, I needed for him to be there when I got home. My
pussy had been running with juice the whole time I'd been gone and now
I needed fucking more than anything! Where was he, anyway?
I took the video with all the cocks in it into the living room
and stuck it in the vcr. Might as well enjoy my solitude, I figured.
Maybe I'd have time to come at least once before he came back.
The movie opened with seperate frames of six different guys all
stroking their dicks. Not a single one of them was under 8 or 9
inches, I swear it! I stood before the tv, frozen in my tracks, as I
watched the huge cocks and the handsome men stroking them. My hand
slid between my legs and I slid a finger alongside the soaking wet
bikini bottom, letting it push against my hard clit. My thighs were
soaked with cunt juice and I could smell myself strongly as I rubbed
my clit and stared at the men on the screen. Slowly I backed toward
the chair, never taking my eyes from the screen.
The movie began to focus on each man individually now and the
first up was a young Italian man with olive skin and neatly cut hair.
He was dancing sexily in a very tight g-string and I could see the
outline of his huge cock easily. As I continued to watch he playfully
teased me with the g-string and his dancing, pulling the fabric down
to expose part of his cock before covering it back up again and
turning around to shake his ass-cheeks in my face. Finally he stopped
with his back to me and bending over with his legs spread pulled the g-
string down his legs. His cock and balls hung beautifully in that
opening between his thighs and I immediately stuck two more fingers
into my cunt.
When the Italian stud turned back around he began cradling his
balls with his right hand as he continued dancing, his still soft cock
bouncing with the movements of his hips. His balls were huge! They
were nearly the size of tennis balls, and still were proportional
thanks to the size of his beautiful cock. As the music continued he
dropped to his knees and began sliding his hand up and down the big
shaft. I watched with wide eyes and busy fingers as his cock grew
hard, its dark skin stretching as his fuck meat thickened and
lengthened.
"Gawwd, this stud is jerking off for me!!", I said hotly to the
empty room. I was soooo hot I could hardly think straight. I pulled
at the bikini bottoms with my left hand as I kept my eyes glued to
the screen, managing somehow in the heat of my finger-fucking to
remove them. My fingers were flying now as the handsome man jerked
his tool for me. Just then the phone rang.
Luckily the phone was on the table next to my chair and I could
reach it with my left hand. Trying hard to make my voice deny the
passion that was coursing through my body I answered it.
"Julia, this is Jeff. I think you remember me from last night.
Are you alone?", the soft voice asked. It was one of the two men who
had gotten me started the night before.
"Oh, Hi Jeff! Yes, I am alone. How are you?", I managed to
reply, still working my fingers in and out of my dripping fuck hole,
my eyes still glued to the screen.
"Fine thanks. You were so hot last night! I just had to call
this morning and talk to you again. Hearing your voice is making me
hot all over again. In fact I'm stroking myself as we talk. Do you
mind?"
Oh Gawd, I thought to myself. It was enough to have this man in
front of me jerking off, but to have one of the studs I had fucked the
night before jerking off while he talked to me on the phone was more
than I had bargained for. Still, I found my body trembling at the
sound of Jeff's voice and the description of what he was doing.
"You are? Really? Ummmm, I remember your dick, Jeff. Is it
big and hard?", I asked hotly.
"Its soooo big and hard, Julia. I'm thinking about your cunt and
how wet it was every time I fucked it. You never got dry for even a
moment and you just fucked and fucked. You were so wonderful!" His
voice was so soft and sensuous. He was very excited judging by the
trembling quality of his speech.
The Italian guy on the screen was now using both hands on his
dick, one over the top of the other, much like he was holding a
baseball bat. There was still several inches showing between the tip
of its head and his upper hand. What a cock!
"I love cocks, Jeff. I love to suck them and fuck them. I need
cocks so much sometimes!!", I moaned.
"You're a slut, aren't you, Julia?", he barely breathed into the
receiver.
"Yesssss, Gawd YES!! I am a slut Jeff. A cock hungry slut.
Just a hole for dicks!!"
Jeff was grunting now, deep into his own masturbation. I was
flying, going out of my mind with passion from the events of the
morning. I was so turned on that I was almost afraid to come, afraid
of the intensity that might accompany my orgasm.
The door-bell rang and interrupted my passion, but only for just
a moment. Whoever it was could go away, I was in no shape to go to
the door. Jeff was talking dirtily to me now, breathing obscentities
to me over the receiver, his voice thick and whispery with passion as
he jerked his cock. The door-bell sounded once more.
Fuck you! Go Away!!! I thought to myself. What a terrible time
to be having company! No way that I was getting up. Look at that
Italian stud's dick!! It looks like its at least ten inches long now,
and I think he's about to shoot!!
"My balls are full of cum, you whore", breathed Jeff into the
phone.
I heard the front door open, and my mind clouded with passion
assumed it to be Master. I wasn't sure how he would react to the
scene he would find, but I was too far gone now to stop, that was for
sure. Suddenly I was aware that it wasn't Master at all, but Enrico,
Master's gardener. He was standing in the doorway leaning up against
the door frame with his arms crossed over his shirtless chest,
grinning at me widely.
"What do YOU want??", I asked with irritation, still too hot to
stop my fingering.
"I want my cock in your not little ass!!", Jeff responded over
the phone, assuming my remark to be for him.
"No! Not....oh, please don't fuck my ass, Jeff!" I caught myself
in the middle of my surprise at Jeff thinking the comment was for
him. Enrico glanced over at the tv as he chuckled at the words I had
spoken into the phone. What a mess I was in!
Cockily, Enrico began unzipping the tight jeans that covered his
muscular lower body and took his dick out of his pants and began
stroking it as he watched me fingering my hole.
"How about a real dick, lady?", he whispered across the room.
"You sure look like you need one!" He began walking toward me.
"Your asshole took plenty of dicks last night, Julia...and I'm
going to fill it with my spunk now!", Jeff said roughly, obviously on
the verge of his orgasm.
I opened my mouth to reply to him and found it filled with the
head of the Puerto Rican gardener's cock as he pulled my head to the
side and shoved his hips toward me roughly. When he had slid the full
length of his meat into me he reached between my legs and pressed hard
against my fucking fingers with his own, trying roughly to shove some
of them inside me as well. Jeff was now mouthing a continuous stream
of obscenities to me over the phone.
"Whore, Slut, Fuck Hole, drippy little cunt, spread opened gang-
banger, Cum-lover, Cum-crazy-pussy, cheap fuck, ball-buster, fuck me
Julia, take every drop of my cum!!!"
Out of the corner of my eye I could see the Italian on the tv
screen beginning to shoot huge streams of thick cum from his monster
dick. They had slowed the camera now so that each stream was
highlighted in slow motion. Enrico slid two of his fingers inside my
cunt as his hips jerked franticly and his own load of sperm began
spilling into my mouth. Jeff was grunting loudly now and telling me
that he was filling my ass with cum.
When my own orgasm hit me my hips bucked up off the chair
involuntairly with such force that even Enrico was taken by surprise.
His still spewing cock inadvertently got pulled from the tight grip of
my lips and began to shoot cum over my face. He pulled up with the
hand he had at my crotch and held my ass up off the chair by his
fingers as the tremendous orgasm poured through my super-excited
body. I tried hard to catch his spunk with my tongue as it poured out
of his dick and thrust my hips hard against the two hands that were
fucking it. Gawwwd, what a come!
When it was finally over I realized that Jeff was no longer on
the phone, and I hung up the receiver. Enrico was still smiling at me
and began wiping the head of his cock in my hair, like he might wipe
his feet off in the grass. When he had cleaned it to his satisfaction
he took his fingers from my hole and dropped me back onto the chair.
"Hope you liked my cum lady. Give me a call if you get hungry
again!", he said sneering as he turned and walked back out the door.
With the room suddenly quiet, I fell limp in the chair and closed
my eyes for a moment to try to recover from what had just happened.
Damn, a dirty movie, an obscene phone call and a mouth fucking from a
gardener all at the same time! And Master wasn't even home yet.
Shaking my head from side to side in stunned amazement, I opened
my eyes only to find the next stud in the movie beginning to do his
thing on the screen. Automatically my hand moved back between my weak
legs and I began rubbing my clit once more. I knew I should get up
and try to prepare for Master's return. But it would have to wait.
It would just have to wait.