Bakeboss Kinky Bingo (card # 3)

[Bakeboss]

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BI "Scrubbing Bubbles" (shower/ water)

When my wife and I were younger and more agile, we always showered together. The reasoning behind this was twofold, it gave us some privacy from the prying eyes of the children, and it just felt so good getting my wife naked in the water. It was always nice to fuck my wife in the shower, she would raise her leg upon a built in seat and I would stand beside her then enter her front to front. That was the easy way, but my wife preferred to bend over low and put her hands on the bench then I would take her from behind. The reason my wife preferred this way is that I would get so excited I would just pound into her. By the time we had come we would both be ready to faint.

After we had been married for a while, we got into role-play to keep the humdrum out of our sex life. We found that role-play in the shower became particularly fun. I began to treat my wife as a queen while we showered; this was not hard for me, as I have always thought of her as my queen. I became her personal servant attending to her needs as we showered. I would wash her hair scrub her upper body and then I would sit on the shower floor and worship her up close. My queen would put her foot on my shoulder as I shaved her leg, making sure I had a good look at her pussy. When I had finished shaving both legs and her pubes, she would reward me by letting test how good of a job I did with my tongue.

As I said this is all past history, we are so old and fat now we no longer fit in the shower together. In addition, if I sat on the floor I don't think I could get up. However, we still have role-play, my bride will sit on my face and tell me about her new shower attendant and how good a job he does checking her shaved legs. I don't tell her I know her new attendant is the new Super-Blast showerhead I installed for her.

 

[Bakeboss]

I2 The Train ride (dry humping)

I have to take the train to work every day, and I hate it. The train is always so crowed and even if I get a seat, I always end up giving it to some elderly person. Last Monday started out no different from any other day. The train was packed we were in like sardines and still had another stop to go before we got downtown. I was standing behind a middle age woman when we came to the next stop. A crowd of people got on the train. The throng pushing forward just mashed me into the woman ahead of me.

I apologized but she ignored me and as the train started, she was pushed back into me. That is when I noticed that with her high heels her butt was against my groin. In fact, my cock was now nestled in the crack of her butt. As we rode along the movement of the train on the tracks made this woman's ass ride up and down on my cock. I know this woman could feel me harden between her cheeks, yet she did not attempt to move out of my way.

When we got to the station, the doors opened and the people got off. My woman friend moved out with the crown leaving me standing there with a hard on. I never saw her face and we spoke not a word. I had to sneak into the restroom to masturbate just to relieve the pressure.

Now every day I look forward to ridding the train and I pray for standing room only. As far as I know, I haven't seen her again but there is always tomorrow's ride

 

[Bakeboss]

N3 The Year 2058 (Interracial free spot)

It's hard to believe it is already 2058; the years go by so fast. My grandson has asked me to write down what I remember about the great change in our country.
Maybe the biggest change is now we call it 'United States of Africa'. If you don't remember, it was called 'United States of America' that never made sense. It was named after some Italian who never set foot in the country. Now let me try to remember, I need to get it set in my mind.
I guess it started when the great Obama won in, let's see, I think it was '08. Unbelievably he just barely won. But as you already know he did such a great job running our country, turning our economy around and such, he won real easy in 2012. from there it was easy he handpicked a strong black man in 2016. You remember Lewis Farrakhan and from there let's see, what was it 10 black presidents in a row.
I remember as a young man hearing what we white folk called black radicals calling for a revolution. Killing the white devils if that is what it took to get to the top. But it didn't take no killing no it took Black Loving. I remember all the white women wanted Black Sex, us poor white boys couldn't put our dicks into anything cept our hands. Then of course, once our white women became addicted to the Black Mans cock they wanted to have the Black Mans Baby. I mean who could blame them, who wanted pasty assed white babies when if they treated their Black Lover right he would let them have a Black child.
I guess the real change came when the Omega Party came into power in the early 30's. That's when we decided, why have elections? I mean you couldn't do better than an Omega Leader. Their first big change was to sterilize all white boy babies as soon as their mothers delivered. It was a painless x-ray of their genitals that did it and then a couple years later they developed the Estrogen pump that was small enough to be placed in a new born. That has made all the white men little sissy boys with no seed and unable to get a hard on. I always tell my grandson he sure is lucky that his mother would only Black Breed. I remember my wife telling our daughter don't you dare let one of those nasty white boys touch you. You go out and find a Black Man, he will show what your made for. My wife showed me early on how much better the Black Race was compared to the white. She would bring home a Black Lover and make me kneel before him. I remember her saying
"You see this is a cock. How can you call you self a man once you compare his cock with your puny runt of a dicklet?"
And I learned and once I learned how inferior we are to the Black Race it was easy to learn to serve them.

Of course, this is something we all know now. When you think about how much better we all are now that the Superior Race is in power you can't believe that 50 years ago we almost didn't vote in the first Black President.

 

[Bakeboss]

G4 To Know Him is to Blow Him (fellatio)

One of the many reasons I love my girlfriend is she really enjoys giving head. It is by far her favorite sex act; I guess she is just a giver. I cannot begin to describe the joy of hearing your girl give a little sigh of pleasure as she takes your cock and puts into her mouth. This joy of sucking must also be the reason that her blowjobs are among the most sinuous in the world (or at least my world)

Another thing she loves is cum, I mean it, she absolutely loves it. She tells me that she likes to hold my cum in her mouth to savior the taste and texture. She even likes the feel of cum on her skin and likes to rub some cum into her cheeks, saying it is good for her complexion.

In fact I am so proud of the blowjobs my girlfriend gives, I encourage her suck my friends cock. She enjoys this immensely and especially likes sucking us side by side so she can compare not only the taste of our cum but also the shape and feel of our cocks. Yes sir this girl is a keeper that's what she is.

 

[Bakeboss]

O5 Mr Blair's New Secratary (Spanking

George Blair could not understand what had gotten into him; no matter what he did, he could not stay focused on his work. Actually, he did know what had gotten into him, it was Tess Higgins, and he could not get this young woman out of his mind. Now truth be told Tess was not a young woman, she had to be in her mid thirties but that was at least twenty years younger than George was. No, she was no slim figured young girl; Tess was a woman with a full figure, she had large breasts that George knew would sag without the help of a full figured bra, such as his wife had to use. However, her breasts looked so soft and huggable; George wished he could lay his head between them. Tess also had a large backside, ah, but that bum, that bum was getting him into trouble. What George had noticed first about Tess was her smile; it was so teasing and it went into her eyes. She would look up at him with those eyes and he would melt. She had the eyes of a naughty schoolgirl who knew she could get away with anything as long as she had that smile.

The first time he had merely given her a swat on her bum without thinking, lord knows if he had thought he wouldn't have done it. She had committed some silly error and after telling her about it as he walked by she stuck out her backside and so he wacked her on it. She looked up in mock horror but she had that smile on her face. She said,
"Oh Mr. Blair, I am so sorry for being naughty."
He told her again to call him George; it just felt good to be on a first name basis with her. After that, he was sure she made mistakes on purpose. The swats turned into spankings with Tess across his knees and always when he was done, she would turn around with that smile to say she was sorry. He began to think she thought of him as a father figure and he knew it made him think back to when he disciplined his own daughter. Then it hit him that smile that he liked so much, it was the same smile, his daughter would give to him, after he spanked her. One day his daughter upset him so much he put her across his knee, pulled up her little school skirt up over her bum, and spanked her through her frilly white knickers. When he had finished she turned around with that same smile and apology, after she left the room he could feel the heat in his groin. He never spanked his daughter again, it wasn't right to have those kinds of feelings about your own daughter.

Now these feelings had come back with Tess, it was still wrong but it wasn't incest. After one of their almost daily spanking routines, George thought 'I wonder if she has the same memories as me only as the daughter not the father.'
"Tess if you wish you may call me 'Daddy'."
She said "Yes Daddy may I please" and still with that smile.
Next Tess started wearing silk knickers, they felt so soft, and as he paddled her behind, he could feel the warmth through those silk under things. Every day at ten o'clock she would report to his desk, with a little girl look and a little girl look voice telling him she was ready for her spanking. She would climb on his lap adjusting herself until she knew she was up against his penis. As he spanked she would move up and down just like a little girl being spanked and he would end up with a throbbing erection.

One night at home, George was already dressed for bed; he got in next to his wife. All evening he could only think about Tess draped across his lap with her skirt pulled up and her cheeks glowing red. He had a throbbing erection and as he lay in bed, he pressed it up against his wife.
"George! Get that disgusting thing away from me. What do you think I am, one of those harlots you have working in your office?
He could feel his face glowing in the dark. How could his wife be so insensitive to his needs? He just knew that Tess would be more understanding .

He came to work the next day in a foul mood. He kept thinking about his bitch of a wife. The first thing on his desk was an urgent note from the accountant saying to call. He knew this could not be good. Turns out the accountant found a huge error that had come across his disk, he had signed off on it while only barely glancing at it. How embarrassing to be told of his error by an underling. He knew he must have been thinking of Tess' bottom instead of the company's bottom line. Then he found out it that Tess had made the error. This enraged George, he knew she was making little errors so she could be punished and those he found cute. However, this was an egregious error and he would not stand for it. He bellowed for her to come to his office right away. When she came in, he could see she didn't have that mischievous grin on her face, oh no she was afraid. As he was yelling at her for her mistake and saying if it wasn't for him checking on her the company would have lost a lot of money he could feel a stirring in his loins.

She was afraid but she knew what to do, she lay across my lap waiting for her punishment. He paddled her hard for maybe twenty strokes, and then he stopped to check on his work. He pulled down her knickers and just starred at her glowing red bum. It looked so delightful; he could see his handprints on her bottom. She interrupted him,
"Daddy, I'm so sorry for being bad..."
"You hush young lady; look what you've done you made my cock big"
He didn't know why he said it but it made her stop wiggling in his lap. He pushed up forcing his erection further into her belly; she seemed to take this as a signal and started to wiggle again. He grabbed her buttocks and started spanking her bare bum. Then he felt his release as he ejaculated into his undies. He sighed as all of the emotion that had been in came out with his ejaculate. He was no longer mad at Tess. Ah sweet Tess, He told her to get up then he went to the loo to clean up. When he came out, she was just getting her knickers arraigned correctly.
"Tess I think I will have to examine under your panties more often"
"Sir, did you like the nurses uniform I wore today?"
"Ah, why yes I did, I wonder do you have any short pleated skirts. I should think I would like to see you in one of those."
"Sure Daddy and I can wear long white socks and of course nice white knickers."
"What about your husband will he be upset when he sees my handprint on your bum?"
"Oh no Daddy, he is not allowed to see my bum that is for your eyes only."
"Ah very good, you may have the rest of the day off you've earned it. I expect to see you bright and early tomorrow and looking like the naughty schoolgirl that you are."