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THE SKINNY DIPPERS (fm:swingers, 1415 words) [8/8] show all parts

Author: Thomas B
Added: Dec 20 2025Views / Reads: 326 / 206 [63%]Part vote: 9.64 (2 votes)
The skinny dippers continue enjoying the company of the Haitians, Miss Holcomb and her friends
 


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Miss Holcomb made sure that Annie received highly paid modeling jobs. Many showed off her fabulous tits. There was a website called Annie's Perfect Tits.

Some required Annie's pussy to be bare. The magazines saw to it that she got a wax. Annie's bare pussy became an internet sensation. There was even a website called Annie's Pussy.

Miss Holcomb, who you might remember loved having her face in Annie's bush learned to love that bare pussy as much as she enjoyed her full bush.

As for Mrs. Brooks, she'd show her Lesbian friends pictures of Annie's nineteen-year-old pussy; sometimes bare, other times with a bush, the color of a canary. "Hey, this is the pussy I'm doing," she proudly proclaimed to her skeptical friends.

As for Francois and Jean, they didn't care. Pussy was pussy, and whenever she came around they took turns fucking and eating her beautiful, tasty, sometimes bare, sometimes not, white pussy. Of course, Annie couldn't keep those huge Haitian cocks out of her mouth.

When I returned to the Haitian mansion after my Princeton finals, I found Francois and Jean but no Annie. "She's in Mexico doing some photo shoot for a magazine."

"You mean I have the both of you all to myself?" I couldn't get out of my clothes fast enough. I had been without cock since I left for New Jersey.

There was fucking and blowjobs. First Francois, then Jean. I insisted or was it them, on eating my pussy?

A few days after I was back, it just seemed the most natural thing. I was on the bed, on my knees blowing Jean when Francois joined us. I mean joined me; from behind. I didn't say no, but I was surprised. Surprised by how good it felt to have over sixteen inches of black Haitian cock inside me at the same time. A Haitian invasion like no other.

I wouldn't let Jean cum, and came up with the idea that they switch places. Now, I was sucking Francois' cock, while Jean was fucking me like a dog.

To my great joy they lifted me up, turned me over so I was facing the ceiling and Francois held my hips and started fucking me. At the same time, Jean, held me by the shoulders with my head hanging down. His cock was right in my face. I tried to suck it. Jean guided it to my mouth.

Even though they took Viagra and could go on and on, they were still men. They had to cum. I insisted on taking them in my mouth; first one then the other. So much cum, so much delicious cum.

The three of us thought this was the greatest thing ever. It became a thing. Sometimes I was on all fours. Sometimes I was riding one cock while the other stood over me and fucked my mouth. I should have bought stock in the lube company; I bought so much. On their cocks; in my pussy, of course, I coated my lips with it.

Speaking of mouth fucking. I'd be on me knees with Jean or Francois standing over me. His cock was in my mouth and he'd rock my head back and forth faster and faster. When I knew we were going to do that, I'd put my hair in a ponytail. It was so much fun getting my mouth fucked like that.

Can you imagine, less than a year ago, I was a virgin, and gagged at the idea of blowjobs and pussy eating. Now, I looked forward to gagging on big Haitian cock. Not a day went by that I didn't say something like, "Francois, I hope you're ready because my mouth is salivating for your cock." Or Jean, what would you think of an afternoon of eating my pussy? Lemon, coconut, what's your pleasure?" I'd open the drawer with my supply of lubes.

More often than not to my delight, Jean would say, "There's nothing like

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