(Wiley missed his last girlfriend, Madeline who took off with some man leaving Wiley behind and horny).
Madeline's Story
I met Wiley when I was 22 years old and he was 21 in Dallas, Texas where I worked as a dancer in a bar. I liked him instantly. He had a big smile and an honest face and a big fat cock.
It is obvious to everyone that I meet that I am a gorgeous woman of Mexican descent. I have long black hair, black eyes, and nice long legs. I also have a nice firm perky butt and perfect C cup titties. And yes, I am a bitch in heat most of the time.
"You stare at yourself too much in the mirror," complained my mother when I was a child.
Now I like to get stoned and drink beer while sitting on the floor and playing with my pussy while watching myself in the full length mirror. My pussy is capped with a black fur on top and dark full labia lips and bright pink inside.
My clitoris is quite large; the nub swells to the size of a ripe olive when aroused. I love it when a man or woman licks my pussy and sucks on my clit.
I'm always horny but I'm no whore. I fuck who I wantâwhen I want, period. I like a man who can eat me till I cum in his mouth and on his face and then fuck me hard until I cum again and eat my pussy again even if he has cum inside me.
If he does cum inside me, he must suck his cum out of my pussy and share it with me in my mouth.
I have to be fucked in my pussy and ass twice. I don't care if the man cums so long as he is able to keep his cock hard and fuck me several times.
I was dancing on stage at Big Daddy's bar when I first saw Wiley. He stared at me and through me then he smiled a big white smile as though he knew me. He was tall with short blond hair, broad shoulders and large hands.
I noticed Bobbie talking to him and she seemed very friendly. I wondered if this was the same person that she was bragging about that had her cumming four or five times in one fuck session in the back of an old car.
She said that he had a big fat cock. She also claimed that he had some great reefer and was not stingy with his money. I was tired of skinny cocks and cheap men and began plotting how to fuck him and take him if I wanted him.
Bobbie was married to Larry, a jealous fucker; so I intended to take her new lover for my own. I heard her say that Wiley sold pot to Larry.
In the dressing room I heard Bobbie tell another girl that the blond dude wearing black denim shirt was her new fuck buddy, and that his name was Wiley.
The girl giggled and said that she could see the outline of his fat cock in his jeans. Bobbie said that his friends called him Wiley Coyote after the Road Runner cartoon character. They laughed hysterically.
I had a plan to fuck her new friend and make him mine.
You see Bobby loved to eat my pussy and vice versa. She was always coming on to me; so one night after work, we smoked a joint and made out in the front seat of her car.
In no time we were both bare assed and finger fucking our wet pussies then I laid back against the passenger door while she expertly licked my pussy until I cum all over her face. Of course, I gladly returned the favorâenjoying the smell and sweet taste of her little blond pussy.
I took my top off while Bobbie starred at my tits. I walked over to where she sat in the chair and bent over her with my tits in her face and suggested that we have a threesome.
"Ooohâyes," she giggled. "But we have to go to my place cause of Larry. But he'll probably be asleep and we can fuck in the spare room," she suggested.
Ok, I said but I have to be home in an hour because my roommate who I didn't like anymore would act pissy if I stayed out all night.
We left together in Wiley's car. It was an old car but in great condition. We all three sat in the front seat that was big as a couch. It was so big I grinned thinking that if the weather was warmer I would have suggested that we fuck in his car.
The radio played the long version of "green eyed lady, lovely lady," by Sugarloaf.
He lit up a joint as we left and Bobbie and I took long deep puffs. In no time the euphoria of the reefer coursed through my body.
We drank Coors beer and when the joint was finished, I kissed Bobbie on the lips.
The car rolled along as we passed our tongues in and out and I reached under Bobbie's t-shit, found her pointy nipples, and pinched and tugged on them. She moaned while I continued to knead, pull and tug on her hard nipples.
I could see a considerable bulge in Wiley's jeans. It looked like a large cucumber straining to get out.
I raised Bobbie's t-shirt over her tits and started sucking on her nipples.
Soon I had my hand in Bobbie's pants. My fingers felt her moist cunt and after wetting my fingers in her juices, I stroked her clit while she writhed and bucked trying to fuck my hand.
About four minutes later, the radio finished with "can't get enough of your love" by Bad Company she began to cum on my hand.
"Oh yes, mmmm, ughh ughhâI'm cummmming," she moaned out. I removed my hand and we took turns sucking her sticky cumm juices off my fingers.