An example of the work of the awesomely weird "Kysa Braswell"
[discussed here: http://www.lpsg.org/88543-need-help-finding-specific-size.html]
dealing with most of her usual obsessions. This one dates to about 2000 and was billed as "By Kysa Braswell & Hank".
I came home one evening and found Kysa in bed with another man...
As I travel frequently, I was scheduled for yet another week out of town. I kissed my wife good-bye and headed for the airport. Two hours later as I was about to board the plane, I received a page canceling my trip. I returned to my home at nearly 10p. In the driveway was a strange car. Something about the situation made me suspicious. I drove around the corner and parked my car at the house behind ours, which was abandoned. The neighborhood is fairly wooded, and the houses spread apart by a good distance. I snuck up to an illuminated window of our living room and peered inside.
What I saw was the back of my wife, who was lying on top of a man on the sofa. She was wearing a short dress that I had not ever seen her wear that was pushed up to her waist as she made out with the stranger. A huge black man! I watched as the man kneaded her ass through her pantyhose and his hands roamed freely over the length of her body. He finally dipped his hands underneath her hose to cup both cheeks of her ass and pull her crotch to his groin. My own cock rose to attention as I observed the two embrace passionately. Kysa nuzzled against his neck as he continued to explore. Her hands too began to explore as they reached between the two of them in an obvious attempt to reach for his stiff dick.
The sounds of the night seemed to still, and I could hear Kysa's moans through the closed window. Staring harder I could see his hands had made their way to her womanhood. My own dick ached for relief, which I offered by releasing it from my pants. I couldn't help but stroke myself as I watched the two writhe in each other's arms.
After several moments, Kysa pushed herself off the stranger and performed a slow striptease, removing all of her clothing for both pairs of eyes that were watching her. Once undressed she turned her ass towards the man allowing his fingers to explore her body once again, this time unobstructed. Kysa expertly undid his pants and pushed them down his legs in an effort to get to his cock. When it was released I was amazed at the size of him. Even from my distance he looked huge with at least ten inches of manhood. I felt extremely small in my own hands as I stroked my cock and mentally compared the two tools.
Kysa lovingly lowered her head to his cock and engulfed as much as she could fit in her mouth. She had sucked my cock only once, and openly admitted she didn't like it. Obviously, she liked his. My cock already gave signs of cumming as I continued to watch and stroke it. Kysa's head bobbed up and down as she coated his ebony dick with her saliva, occasionally brushing her long blonde hair to the side affording me a terrific view. The stranger's fingers continued to massage and poke at her vagina, occasionally causing her to pause in pleasure.
Just as I was about to come, she finally slowed and turned to impale herself with her lover's dick. Kysa tore at his shirt as she slowly lowered herself onto his monstrous dick. She seemed to move in slow motion as if she were in immense pain, but looking at her face from the side as I was doing, one knew it was not pain, but rather extreme pleasure. It was obvious that no other man had ever stretched Kysa like this; it was as if her virginity was being retaken.
Kysa's lover let her mount him slowly at first until she finally embedded his dick to the hilt raising his ass off the sofa in the process and causing her to moan aloud again. Again the moan reached my ears, electrifying my cock and causing it to explode in release against the side of the house. Apparently Kysa's lover had other intentions of how he wanted to fuck Kysa as he pushed her up off the sofa and guided her to the end, where he bent her over the edge allowing her head to rest on the cushions.
After kissing her passionately, he positioned himself behind her and pointed his dick towards her open pussy. From this angle I realized his cock was even larger than I had first guessed. The stranger filled Kysa's cunt in one thrust causing her to wail. His pleasure too was evident on his face, but my gaze returned quickly to my wife's pussy, which eagerly accepted each thrust of his pelvis. My own cock still retained its rigidity, and I couldn't remove my gaze from the scene in the living room.
Kysa and her lover continued to fuck for another 30 minutes before I heard her wail in orgasm, and I watched as his buttocks contract as he delivered his first load of seed within her womb. His contractions continued for what seemed like eternity, and I watched his cock take on a creamy shine as it moved in and out of her. Kysa and her lover were just coming down from their high as I let go of another load of cum against the side of the house. They embraced passionately, and then Kysa took her lover's hand, helped him out of his remaining clothes, and led him to the bedroom.
I watched, as the bedroom light was switched on and pulled my own pants up to walk towards the bedroom window. Upon getting there I found there was no view but I could hear their laughter and then the sounds of their renewed lovemaking. Disappointed that I couldn't continue to watch, I made my way to my car, watched the house for nearly another hour, and finally resolved to check into a nearby motel. I lay in the bed and came a third time reliving what I had witnessed. At about 4:00 a.m. I decided to drive by the house again discovered the car still there, but the bedroom light out. I could only imagine that they would fuck one another again sometime before Kysa had to be at work in the morning and perhaps again tomorrow night. This time I'd be prepared, now that I had a week that Kysa didn't know about!
I stopped the car just down the street, made my way round the side of the house, and stood in the garden with my ear pressed against the window. I could hear Kysa moaning "Oh my God, Oh my God" and the hollow wet splattering sound of two bodies hitting hard. There was no sound from him at all, just Kysa's wails and the wet body sounds. My cock was ready to shatter as I stood there freezing in the garden. How long this continued I can't really recall, but it seemed forever. How long could this apparent sexual superman keep going without cumming? From time to time, Kysa's shrieking would increase in volume, the splattering sounds would grow louder and slower until they would stop for maybe a minute, and then slowly start again. Surely he wasn't coming and then recharging again without unhooking? I felt a shiver of apprehension run through me as I listened to my wife's pleading. Though I knew she loved me dearly, she sounded totally enraptured by this new man and his oversized cock.
I finally made my way back to the motel trembling with excitement seeing the images of my wife fucking and hearing her passionate moans. Incredibly, I was less jealous than I was overcome with a tremendous amount of sexual desire. I lay in the bed and planned how I'd try to watch Kysa again that evening. In the morning I rented a car so that she would not spot me. I sneaked into our house in the middle of the day and grabbed my 35-mm camera. I couldn't look anywhere and not relive the past evening, from the unmade bed to the sofa. I imagined that I could still smell the aroma of the two lovers' sexual pleasure. I fixed the bedroom curtain so that I wouldn't be denied a view again. I went back to the hotel and waited for evening to arrive, trying to catch a little sleep knowing that I probably wouldn't get much tonight! I did wonder if last night was a one-night affair and that perhaps tonight she wouldn't take a lover to her bed. I quickly discounted that given the lust I'd seen in her eyes the previous night!
[discussed here: http://www.lpsg.org/88543-need-help-finding-specific-size.html]
dealing with most of her usual obsessions. This one dates to about 2000 and was billed as "By Kysa Braswell & Hank".
I came home one evening and found Kysa in bed with another man...
As I travel frequently, I was scheduled for yet another week out of town. I kissed my wife good-bye and headed for the airport. Two hours later as I was about to board the plane, I received a page canceling my trip. I returned to my home at nearly 10p. In the driveway was a strange car. Something about the situation made me suspicious. I drove around the corner and parked my car at the house behind ours, which was abandoned. The neighborhood is fairly wooded, and the houses spread apart by a good distance. I snuck up to an illuminated window of our living room and peered inside.
What I saw was the back of my wife, who was lying on top of a man on the sofa. She was wearing a short dress that I had not ever seen her wear that was pushed up to her waist as she made out with the stranger. A huge black man! I watched as the man kneaded her ass through her pantyhose and his hands roamed freely over the length of her body. He finally dipped his hands underneath her hose to cup both cheeks of her ass and pull her crotch to his groin. My own cock rose to attention as I observed the two embrace passionately. Kysa nuzzled against his neck as he continued to explore. Her hands too began to explore as they reached between the two of them in an obvious attempt to reach for his stiff dick.
The sounds of the night seemed to still, and I could hear Kysa's moans through the closed window. Staring harder I could see his hands had made their way to her womanhood. My own dick ached for relief, which I offered by releasing it from my pants. I couldn't help but stroke myself as I watched the two writhe in each other's arms.
After several moments, Kysa pushed herself off the stranger and performed a slow striptease, removing all of her clothing for both pairs of eyes that were watching her. Once undressed she turned her ass towards the man allowing his fingers to explore her body once again, this time unobstructed. Kysa expertly undid his pants and pushed them down his legs in an effort to get to his cock. When it was released I was amazed at the size of him. Even from my distance he looked huge with at least ten inches of manhood. I felt extremely small in my own hands as I stroked my cock and mentally compared the two tools.
Kysa lovingly lowered her head to his cock and engulfed as much as she could fit in her mouth. She had sucked my cock only once, and openly admitted she didn't like it. Obviously, she liked his. My cock already gave signs of cumming as I continued to watch and stroke it. Kysa's head bobbed up and down as she coated his ebony dick with her saliva, occasionally brushing her long blonde hair to the side affording me a terrific view. The stranger's fingers continued to massage and poke at her vagina, occasionally causing her to pause in pleasure.
Just as I was about to come, she finally slowed and turned to impale herself with her lover's dick. Kysa tore at his shirt as she slowly lowered herself onto his monstrous dick. She seemed to move in slow motion as if she were in immense pain, but looking at her face from the side as I was doing, one knew it was not pain, but rather extreme pleasure. It was obvious that no other man had ever stretched Kysa like this; it was as if her virginity was being retaken.
Kysa's lover let her mount him slowly at first until she finally embedded his dick to the hilt raising his ass off the sofa in the process and causing her to moan aloud again. Again the moan reached my ears, electrifying my cock and causing it to explode in release against the side of the house. Apparently Kysa's lover had other intentions of how he wanted to fuck Kysa as he pushed her up off the sofa and guided her to the end, where he bent her over the edge allowing her head to rest on the cushions.
After kissing her passionately, he positioned himself behind her and pointed his dick towards her open pussy. From this angle I realized his cock was even larger than I had first guessed. The stranger filled Kysa's cunt in one thrust causing her to wail. His pleasure too was evident on his face, but my gaze returned quickly to my wife's pussy, which eagerly accepted each thrust of his pelvis. My own cock still retained its rigidity, and I couldn't remove my gaze from the scene in the living room.
Kysa and her lover continued to fuck for another 30 minutes before I heard her wail in orgasm, and I watched as his buttocks contract as he delivered his first load of seed within her womb. His contractions continued for what seemed like eternity, and I watched his cock take on a creamy shine as it moved in and out of her. Kysa and her lover were just coming down from their high as I let go of another load of cum against the side of the house. They embraced passionately, and then Kysa took her lover's hand, helped him out of his remaining clothes, and led him to the bedroom.
I watched, as the bedroom light was switched on and pulled my own pants up to walk towards the bedroom window. Upon getting there I found there was no view but I could hear their laughter and then the sounds of their renewed lovemaking. Disappointed that I couldn't continue to watch, I made my way to my car, watched the house for nearly another hour, and finally resolved to check into a nearby motel. I lay in the bed and came a third time reliving what I had witnessed. At about 4:00 a.m. I decided to drive by the house again discovered the car still there, but the bedroom light out. I could only imagine that they would fuck one another again sometime before Kysa had to be at work in the morning and perhaps again tomorrow night. This time I'd be prepared, now that I had a week that Kysa didn't know about!
I stopped the car just down the street, made my way round the side of the house, and stood in the garden with my ear pressed against the window. I could hear Kysa moaning "Oh my God, Oh my God" and the hollow wet splattering sound of two bodies hitting hard. There was no sound from him at all, just Kysa's wails and the wet body sounds. My cock was ready to shatter as I stood there freezing in the garden. How long this continued I can't really recall, but it seemed forever. How long could this apparent sexual superman keep going without cumming? From time to time, Kysa's shrieking would increase in volume, the splattering sounds would grow louder and slower until they would stop for maybe a minute, and then slowly start again. Surely he wasn't coming and then recharging again without unhooking? I felt a shiver of apprehension run through me as I listened to my wife's pleading. Though I knew she loved me dearly, she sounded totally enraptured by this new man and his oversized cock.
I finally made my way back to the motel trembling with excitement seeing the images of my wife fucking and hearing her passionate moans. Incredibly, I was less jealous than I was overcome with a tremendous amount of sexual desire. I lay in the bed and planned how I'd try to watch Kysa again that evening. In the morning I rented a car so that she would not spot me. I sneaked into our house in the middle of the day and grabbed my 35-mm camera. I couldn't look anywhere and not relive the past evening, from the unmade bed to the sofa. I imagined that I could still smell the aroma of the two lovers' sexual pleasure. I fixed the bedroom curtain so that I wouldn't be denied a view again. I went back to the hotel and waited for evening to arrive, trying to catch a little sleep knowing that I probably wouldn't get much tonight! I did wonder if last night was a one-night affair and that perhaps tonight she wouldn't take a lover to her bed. I quickly discounted that given the lust I'd seen in her eyes the previous night!