This story begins in medias res - that is, without much of a prologue and without its proper context For a personal introduction, suffice it to say that I'm a grad student at a well-respected midwestern university. Kurt had had me on a line all afternoon, texting me about his "South City Whore" and their coming tryst. He is my sex mentor, you might say. A brutal, muscular man in his mid-forties. He might be ex-military, I'm not sure, but from things he's said I gather that he works at a prison. He's a professional disciplinarian, and he has an unmatchable sex drive and little empathy or regard for feeling. I found him on Craigslist; he was looking for a bisexual wingman, someone to tag team "whores" and "sluts," and to suck his cock along with those whores. I responded with an email and a photo, he came back with his phone number, and we texted for a while. He made me photograph my body from every angle, including my spread asshole, and send him the photos. At the time, I had let my pubic hair grow untrimmed for a while, and he derided me for it. He told me to shave myself bare and then send him another picture. I felt a hot brick settle low in my stomach and my cock push against my jeans when I read that text. I knew then that I was his bitch. In the shower that night, I took my razor and slowly, carefully shaved my cock and balls and then shaved upward toward my stomach. My hair, facial and body, grows sparsely anyway, so it wasn't an onerous chore. I was hard the whole time, and leaking precum. I sent him the photo, snapped on my phone in the foggy bathroom mirror. He sent his approval and I texted back, "Thank you, sir." I guess this has turned into a prologue after all. But I won't tell, at least right now, about the first couple of his whores that I got with or the first time I choked up on his dick. I want to write about my night with Kurt and Ceci. As I said, he had had me on a line all day, teasing me with the chance to fuck his south city whore. He sent me a couple of photos of her, ass in the air, fist shoved deep in her cunt. In one of them, an brightly colored umbrella stuck out of her ass. It was like a fucking x-rated Wonka factory shot. At nine o'clock, he told me it was off. She was crazy, he said, and was giving him a hell of a time. I told him that it was fine, of course. I licked his proverbial boots. And then I went out to a bar where a few friends of mine had gathered and nursed a beer while constantly checking my phone. Around 10:30, I received a text with an address, telling me to "be there now." I made a quick, lame excuse to my friends, left my beer, and drove quickly but carefully toward the address. It was only about 10 minutes from the bar, in a decent neighborhood, and I arrived sooner than I had anticipated. My palms were slick and I could smell the sharp nervousness of my sweat under my arms. I always get so keyed up during these episodes. I found the house and climbed the wooden steps. I could hear music playing inside. I texted Kurt that I had arrived, and he came and opened the door in just his underwear and socks. His skin was red and lightly covered with sweat. They had already started. He told me, in a low voice, to go ahead of him into the low-lit bedroom. "Ceci," he said. "Evan's here." She rolled over in the bed, but she couldn't see me: she was wearing a blindfold, and a large red baseball shirt, the kind with the three-quarter sleeves. Kurt got back into bed with her and I stood awkwardly beside the bed. He patted her and spoke softly to her, like one does to a horse or an injured dog. He gestured me around to the other side of the bed and within reach of her groping hand. She patted my t-shirt and then my stomach - approvingly, I thought - and then groped lower to my belt. I reached to help her, but Kurt stopped me. "Let her work for it," he said. I waited, my cock growing, while Ceci fumbled with the latch on my belt. It finally popped free, and she pulled my shorts down. I helped her with my boxer briefs before Kurt could object. She felt my bobbing cock up and down a couple of times - not really stroking it, just forming a mental image, I think. All this time propped up on one elbow like a blind Roman eating on a couch. Then she opened her mouth and took in my cock. She was good; her lips were large and puffy and her mouth warm. She was too far below my waist, so I had to bend my knees slightly to keep the angle from hurting the root of my cock. My dick is nothing special, but I have particular affection for it. It's around 6 inches long, or just shy, and perfectly straight, and uncut. The fact that I'm uncircumcised has never really been an issue, since I'm pretty straightforward about it, but it has certainly led to some interesting pillow talk. Also, a couple of girls I've been with haven't even noticed that I'm not circumcised, since the skin pulls almost all the way back when I'm fully hard. Ceci deepthroated it without any ceremony or difficulty, just pulling on my ass and pushing her nose into my groin. I could feel the ridges of her throat working over my cockhead as she tried to swallow with an obstruction at her esophagus. She pulled her head back and panted. Kurt patted her in affirmation, and she asked, in a whine, if she could take the blindfold off. Kurt flared up and pulled the covers back and smacked her large, fleshy ass. "You do what I tell you," he said, and smacked her again. His hand left a cartoon red shadow of welts on her skin. But he relented and slipped off the blindfold. I hadn't really had a chance to see her body yet, between the blankets and the baseball shirt. She was pretty in a fleshy sort of way, with heavy breasts hanging free under the shirt and thick thighs like a Reuben painting. I think she was scared that Kurt was going to feed her some old, hairy chubby pussy creep, and that she was relieved to see a pale, fit twenty-five year old with a fade. I hate my nose, which is crooked, and hairy pussie I think my jaw sticks out too much. Self-hatred is a frequent pastime of mine. "Oh, you're cute," she said. "Thank you. You've got a lovely mouth." "So, you're a student?" "Yes, at - -" I named one of the other schools in town, not my own. "Would you like a drink?" She gestured to a beer on her end table. She meant another beer, presumably from the fridge, but I reached over and took the beer and downed it. I'm trying to work my dominant side more often, which includes the assumption of others and their things as my own. It's slow progress - my superego weeps in protest. I'll fast-forward over the chat, in which she tried to get to know me a bit to -as I found out after the fuck was over -assuage her own conscience and her stave off her frightening hunger for a hard fuck from a total stranger. Kurt finally put an end to it by grabbing her by the mouth and shoving her back down to the bed. He removed his underwear and pulled Ceci's head toward his middle. Kurt's cock is roughly the same size as mine, but cut, and his ball sack is huge, a swollen bag under the base of his cock. But he's willing to be a lot more aggressive when someone is giving him head. With no preamble, he stuck his cock into the back of Ceci's throat. She gagged. He grabbed the back of her neck and held her to him. She rolled into it, choked, held for women with hairy pussy lips pussies a moment, and then choked again. Kurt released he and she came up gasping, a string of spit swinging between his cock and her bottom lip. I moved forward and sucked up her spit until I came to her lips and kissed her. She kissed me back and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I bit it and sucked it and reached up with my fingers and peeled her lips away from her teeth. Her tongue between our mouths, a pink bridge. We came out of the kiss and I pulled her down with me toward Kurt's cock. We licked the shaft together, and then I took in deep in my mouth for three strokes and gave it back to her. She matched me and then I took it back and deepthroated his cock and held it for as long as I could, my body convulsing with my silent gags. Kurt uses coconut oil as lubrication and the cloying taste of it makes me retch. I came back up and gave it to her, covered in my spit. free hairy pussy vids She took it and then I took it back and she pushed on my head and held me down on it until I blew snot out my nose. I came up and we giggled at each other. We were still wearing out shirts. She pulled mine off and wiped my face with it. Then she pulled hers off. Her nipples were small and light and stuck tight onto the ends of her breasts. I kissed one lightly with my mouth, and she laughed. "Oh, honey," she said. "If you're going to play with those babies, you're going to have to go harder than that." So when she started sucking Kurt again while on her hands and knees, I rolled under her and started biting her teats, a playful puppy under the master's bitch. "Harder," she spat through Kurt's cock and her bubbling saliva and tears. I ground one of her nipples between my molars and she yelped. Kurt put me in the middle of the bed, propped up on pillows, and told Ceci to work my cock but not to let me cum. He moved behind Ceci and rolled a condom on his cock. He made Ceci beg for it before he shoved it in. I hadn't even touched Ceci's cunt yet, but Kurt kept on insulting its size. "It's a massive cunt, isn't it, slut?" he said. "You probably can't even feel my cock in it, it's so big tits and hairy pussies and stretched out." "I can't even feel your cock in my worthless cunt," she would reply. And over and over again, "Please, let Evan fist me." My stomach turning over in anticipation. "Not yet," Kurt would say, "not yet. You're such a worthless whore that you would cum and then leave us horny." "I wouldn't, I wouldn't," she protested. All this time, Kurt turning red and flexing his ass and slamming into her from behind. And then from on top with her legs over his shoulders, and from above, and straddling, and hair pussy images scissor-legged. He can last forever, until everyone else is done and drained and nude sexy hairy pussy pussy sore and sticky and lonely in their disgust, he thrusts on and on in priapic concentration. He is a dick. I contributed where I could, licking her clit and asshole and sucking on Kurt's balls and trying not to get my jaw broken. When I finally got a condom on and got behind her, I learned that Kurt wasn't just degrading her. Her cunt was huge; the entrance was still tight enough to stimulate my cock, but it was empty behind that, like fucking a single ring. I went until I could feel my orgasm building and then I pulled out and told Kurt I was close. "Let him fist me, please?" Ceci asked him. He nodded ascent and tossed me the lube. "Use lots," she said. I covered my hand, which is small for my height, with the viscous lube. She lay back and spread her legs and closed her eyes. Kurt put his hands on her knees and pushed, causing her to shove her hips upward. She was split and gaping open already. I slid three fingers in, palm upward, and wriggled them slightly to loosen her up. It was hardly necessary. She pushed her cunt at me, trying to swallow up my hand. I got all four fingers in and tucked my thumb into my palm. I had to readjust once and start curling my fingers in before the widest part of my hand pushed through the crown of her cunt, and she started moaning and I stopped but she said no, no, give it all to me, so I pushed once more and it slipped all the way in up to my wrist and there it was, my whole hand inside a woman's body. She was on the end of my hand like a puppet, or like a lollipop on a stem. I couldn't believe how much room her cunt had. I could partially open up my hand inside her cunt, pulsing it open and closed. I still don't believe the next part. I haven't even seen this in a porno. Kurt put a new condom and got on top of us and started fucking my hand inside her cunt. He called it "jacking off his cock" inside her cunt. More, he said, and Ceci just moaned almost insensibly. With my free hand I squirted more lube over everything and then started pushing my second hand inside her cunt. I didn't get it all in, but a good part of it, and Kurt still jackhammering away inside my fist inside her cunt. The condom came off slowly as he fucked, and when I pulled my hand out I had the empty condom curled up inside it. After that, Kurt fisted her until she came, groaning like an sad cat as he punched her cunt. "Next time," he said, "don't handle her cunt so gentle." And he was right, when she had cum from Kurt's fist, she rolled over and grabbed and towel and ran to the bathroom and wouldn't come out. I ended up jerking myself off onto Kurt's cock and then finishing Kurt with my mouth - a chore, since he takes forever to cum. I did manage to see Ceci briefly before I left, and kissed her and thanked her. By that time, she could almost look at me. Merleau_Ponty