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Wife Goes Commando

Posted in blowjobs, exhibitionism, fucking on September 30th, 2013

Cyn and I have always enjoyed a good sex life over our almost 30 years of marriage. This is one episode which helped keep things interesting and fun in our earlier years…

We were in our mid twenties, having been married a few years. We had two young children and were thrilled with getting invited to a wedding as it would give us a night out without the kids. Cyn is definitely a MILF… a petite girl at five foot 2 and less than 120 pounds, cute with short blonde hair, 36d breasts, a nice shape and shapely legs that make a perfect ass of themselves.

It was a nice summer evening and we were both excited to get out and have some fun. We talked about having a little naughty fun and Cyn obliged by wearing a sexy black wrap dress made out of a thin and clingy t-shirt material. It was about knee length and low cut in front, showing off her cleavage and the fabric followed her shapely waist and butt. As the wrap opened as she moved, her tan and shapely legs were visible high up her thighs whenever she moved. When it clung to her it looked like a second skin and it made me hard just seeing her in it.

The reception was at a parish hall, adjoining a parochial school and playground. We had several drinks and danced and Cyn caught many an eye as she looked so attractive and sexy. She was having a lot of fun and also had plenty to drink, which seemed to make her a little more flirtatious than usual. Fortunately drink can also make her pretty horny.

Not too late in the evening we stepped outside for some fresh air. We wandered over to the playground, which was near the hall and yet fairly dark. Although we were within 40 or 50 feet of the hall entrance and could hear the music playing and people talking outside the hall, we began to kiss and make out passionately.

Our hands began to roam over each other and when I reached down to fondle her ass through the thin material of her dress; I could feel what I suspected in the reception… she had either no panties on, or thongs. Either way her ass cheeks were open to the night breezes! A little naughty for my fairly conservative wife, I thought. But I liked it!
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Alabama Back Door Lover

Posted in anal sex, cheating, first times, fucking on September 23rd, 2013

As much as I love to get my pussy fucked, I adore getting screwed in the ass by my lover. The feeling of a stiff ten inches up my chute makes me perk, my asshole twitches and my mouth waters. My husband wouldn’t ever do that to me, so I had to find someone who would. I found David, the older brother of a friend of mine. I live with my husband and daughters in Northern Georgia; David lives in North Carolina and loves camping in the mountains.

Actually, it started quite by accident. David had stopped by to visit and my husband and I invited him to stay for dinner. Afterwards, my husband started drinking too much and by ten o’clock he was so wasted I put him to bed. David and I sat up, talking about the old neighborhood and our respective careers until after midnight.

He got up finally, saying he was tired. His pickup truck was in the driveway and he was going to sleep in the camper on the back of it. I got up and kissed him, probably with a little more feeling than just friendship. He was smiling and looked a bit surprised.

“Debbie, I wish you had kissed me like that years ago,” he said. He seemed a bit embarrassed.

“Why, David, did you have a crush on me?” He nodded. That’s when a wave of desire and affection, spurred by my husband’s shameful drunkenness overwhelmed me. I put my arms around his neck, pressed my body tightly to his, and rubbed my mound against his crotch. Again I kissed him, this time slipping my tongue between his easily parted lips and whipping it around inside his mouth. I felt movement in his crotch and pressed even harder against him.

“Let me look at that camper of yours,” I said. Even in the summers, nights in the Georgia mountain’s are cool, but I was so hot, I’m surprised steam wasn’t rising from my body as we walked outside. The full moon was bright and the only sounds were the whisper of the wind in the trees and the rush of water in the nearby stream. We got to the truck and I decided just to lay my cards on the table.

“David, how would you feel about fucking me in the ass?”
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Drive In The Country

Posted in blowjobs, cum eaters, exhibitionism, fingers, voyeur on September 16th, 2013

From the day that we met online, Mitch and I hit it off. We talked often, and told each other a lot about ourselves. One day, he picked me up several blocks from my house, to have lunch in this out of the way café. A place that gave us privacy to talk about anything, soon our conversation took an unexpected but delightful turn towards our sexual fantasies.

Mitch looks around the room, then leans over and asks, “Do you like to masturbate?”

My body responded before my lips did and I felt my nipples harden and my clit swell with arousal. Thinking back, I could remember that by the age of ten I had already discovered that touching certain areas of my body made me feel good. Many a night, I spent, fingering my nipples and cunt, until I quivered with excitement.

I blush, giggle, and replies, “Why yes, doesn’t everybody?”

Before he could respond I flash him a sultry look and asked, “Do you like to masturbate?”

He blushes and replies Yes, especially when I am talking to friends like you online. You are one sexy hot redhead and you make my blood boil.”

I shift in my chair feeling the wetness accumulate on my panties, and ask, “Mitch, when did you have your first sexual experience?”

I could tell by his reaction, that he was hesitant in telling me when. I took a hold of his chin and look him straight in the eyes. “Baby, nothing you say will alarm me baby, because I have a varied sexual appetite that includes some taboo subjects.

Mitch’s, eyes came alive with excitement and he replies, “Oh really? God that is so hot.” He pauses to watch my reaction then says, “Then you won’t be surprised that my first experience was incestuous in nature and happened when I was twenty-two.”

My body trembles and I admit, “Oh my god, I would love to hear about that.”

Mitch lowers his head, shifts in his chair and answers, “Maybe some other time, doll. Right now, my dick is too hard for me to think straight.”
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Wife Likes Big Black Cock

Posted in bisexual, blowjobs, cuckold, cum eaters, slut wife on September 3rd, 2013

Black Lovers – Swinging Has Never Been So Good Three years ago my wife had her first experience with a black man at a swinging party. That evening has changed the entire nature of our sex life – and for the better.

Our swinging was getting to be somewhat routine and we were both about to drop out. The one fantasy Brandy had never realized was to make it with a really super- hung black man. She had always preferred men with larger than my six incher, and the idea of contrast in color was something that had captured her imagination. As it turned out, the experience far surpassed her expectations – and mine, too.

I am 40 and Brandy is 33. We have been married for eight years, first marriage for both of us. Brandy is brunette, petite, and has big brown eyes and a perfect figure. I am 6 foot, 160 lbs, pretty good- looking, professionally employed, and the vice-president of a small company. We began swinging four years ago, first with couples, and then just with single men for Brandy – mainly because my ability to achieve and maintain an erection degraded as I got older.

That evening three years ago we were at a private home with three other couples and one single man, named Malcolm. Malcolm was black, very tall, a built, and not bad-looking at all. He was a close friend and swinging partner of our hosts, Mark and Molly. Mark had told me that Molly had a particular preference for young black men. Mark, like myself, is several years older than his wife. Also like me, he had more or less stopped participating in swinging himself, leaving that to his wife. Molly had told Brandy about Malcolm and had invited us so that we could see her favorite partner in person.

The two other couples soon went upstairs to one of the bedrooms. We were left with Mark, Molly, and Malcolm.

“Brandy,” said Molly, “you are going to have the biggest and hottest cock of your life tonight. But you have to share it with me.”
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I Get Shared

Posted in cheating, exhibitionism, first times on August 27th, 2013

As I say these events happened in the early 1990s when I was only twenty. Let me tell you a little about myself. I’m in my early forties and have been married for nearly twenty years to my husband Andy. We have two children and we live in the south west of England. I have shoulder length blonde hair and am pretty in a girl next-door sort of way. People say I have a nice smile and that my eyes and face light up when I laugh which is as often as possible. I have always had to watch what I eat but have kept the weight off and remained slim and I am 5’5″” tall. I have always liked to dress in such a way as to make the most of what I have and look as attractive and feminine as I can. I work full time in a high street office in a professional job (don’t want to give too much away) and so get the chance to wear smart two piece suits with above the knee skirts. Back when I was twenty I was very slim, probably too skinny really and my breasts were smaller too before I had had children. I am only about 34 inches now but back then I was sporting no more than 32 inches but they were very firm and pert.

When I met my future husband Andy I was still a virgin. He was not much more experienced but did have one notch on his bed post from his first year at Uni. I met Andy at the beginning of my second year at Bristol University. We were not on the same course and we just got talking at the bar in the students union. We clicked right from the word go and it was one of those situations where within half an hour you just knew that as a minimum we were going to be great friends and there was sexual chemistry between us from the outset. Although I was a virgin I would have gone to bed with Andy on the first night we met given half a chance and sometimes I wish it had happened that way. That would be a terrific memory for a married couple to have; that we found each other so irresistible. It is a shame that over the years with the best will in the world that electricity diminishes.

We became a couple pretty much immediately and spent a lot of time together. We first had full sex after about a month having built up through the preliminary stages that you are all familiar with. I went on the pill because I hated Andy using condoms. Before long I began staying over at Andy’s apartment one or two nights a week. He was living in a house shared with two other blokes so there were three bedrooms. The other two blokes were all on the same engineering course as Andy and were called Pete and Steve. They were both in relationships so it was not unknown on some Saturday nights for there to be three of us girls staying over and you might have called the apartment a bit of a (literally) hot bed of iniquity. We use to have such a laugh in those days it was unreal. We were always getting drunk and teasing each other and we got on so well it was just lovely.

Anyway all good things come to an end and after Christmas at the start of the second term sadly Pete unexpectedly dropped out. I was not aware that he had been struggling and suspect he was just not working hard enough but apparently he fluffed some important exams and got the boot. I gather he was finding it all so tough to keep up that he was relieved to get away from the stress and find something else that he felt he would be more suited to. So all of a sudden there was a spare room in Andy’s house and they needed the rent covering. The two boys really wanted to replace Pete with another bloke but because of the awkward timing halfway through the academic year they could not find anybody.

I was not happy where I was sharing. I was not getting on with the other girls in my apartment and I sounded them out and they had a friend that wanted to move in. So it suited everybody that I took the spare room in Andy’s apartment. It was sort of meant to be really.

So there I was sharing with two blokes. Obviously I knew them both well already so I knew it would work and be fun. But I did not predict how gradually the intimacy of living together in close quarters and sharing one bathroom, and one kitchen etc would gradually translate into the three of us becoming closer and closer friends. Steve was Andy’s best friend anyway whom he had known from school and from the beginning, Steve and I were good friends with similar outgoing flirty personalities. I used to do most of the cooking for all three of us, as they were both rubbish.
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Poker Game

Posted in blowjobs, first times, fucking, groupsex on August 15th, 2013

Stephanie, my girlfriend has heard for a while now about my buddies and the poker games I hold, she has always wanted to meet them and I told her the next game she was invited but she had to behave because Stephanie has quite a wild streak, she told me she would and sounded almost giddy looking forward to the game. I told her okay baby we will have the game on Saturday night.

Saturday night is here and steph is ready to play hostess, she is wearing a nice outfit, not to revealing but definitely accentuates her big beautiful round butt. The blouse shows just enough cleavage to get noticed but not so much so that seems slutty. Her skirt goes down to her knees but is very tight fitting. Steph has long dark hair that accentuates her beautiful blue eyes and porcelain skin.

Steph hears the doorbell and asks me if she can get the door, I said sure baby go welcome out guests. As she opens the door, my friend Andres arrives, he is always the first to arrive and tonight is no different.

He was shocked to see Stephanie because we have a motto at our poker games, no girls allowed, this is suppose to be boys night out where we can get together and talk and b.s. with each other without worrying what our wives think, by the way all the guys but me are married, so they really like coming to the games to get away from their wives.

So when Steph open the door he had not only a surprised look but slightly disgusted when he saw a woman was going to be there, that disgust quickly melted away when Steph turned around in reaction to me welcoming Andres in, as she turned to look at me, Andres couldn’t keep his eyes of her shapely ass, he noticed he was staring too long, looked up at me, realized he was caught and blushed, I gave him a knowing smile with a shrug off my shoulders.
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Dive Trip

Posted in cheating, interracial on August 1st, 2013

This story occurred several years ago when my wife and I had taken our 21 year old daughter on a dive trip as a graduation present in the Bahamas on a live aboard dive boat. My wife is an attractive 50 year old of Germanic descent with a great athletic body and in superb shape. The boat we were on had an upper and lower deck area where most of the cabins were in the upper part with 2 cabins on the lower deck, one of which was occupied by the very good looking black dive master. As the cabins had 2 bunks only my wife and daughter took an upper level cabin and I got the lower level cabin as all the others were occupied by couples. My wife and I had enjoyed a discreet sex life with other partners in which we were aware of each of the others affairs and found they enhanced our own sex lives in distinction to many of our friends. Most could not distinguish between recreational sex and serious involvement and as a result their affairs led to divorce, dysfunctional families and financial hardships.

At the end of a day when we had done 3 dives and where at a decompression stop at about 20 ft beneath the boat where there was a safety air tank and regulator my wife’s dive computer began flashing for her to descend. This occurs when the total accumulation of nitrogen during the day exceeds the dive tables safety factor and requires a longer decompression at depth. It just so happened that the dive master was at this stop, saw my wife’s computer and as she was nearly out of air grabbed the safety tank and descended to a depth were she could safely decompress breathing from the accessory tank carried by the dive master and after about 20 minutes or so they surfaced.
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Down Under Vacation

Posted in anal sex, blowjobs, cheating, older younger, slut wife on July 24th, 2013

On a recent trip to Australia, my wife, Kristy and I spent some time sightseeing in Sydney.

One evening we were drinking in a bar, when a man got up on the stage and began dancing. He kept inviting women to come up and dance with him and finally one woman did. They did a very sexy dance and as they were dancing he began to undress her. First her blouse, then her bra and finally her skirt and panties – until she was totally nude except for her very high heels and stockings. She finally unzipped his pants and ended up on her knees giving him a blow job. It was very erotic.

On the way back to the hotel I teased Kristy saying she should have gotten up on stage and danced with him. I told her how I would have loved to see her with him. She looked at me like I was crazy, and replied that she didn’t think she would be able to do that.

“Sure you could,” I encouraged, “and I would love it.”

“Are you sure? Are you really sure you could handle that? I think you would be jealous.”

Was I sure? How would I react to her with another man? It had always been a secret fantasy but we’d never discussed it. Maybe now was a good time to discuss it with her in more detail. She seemed willing to talk so, during the cab ride I told her about my fantasy and she listened pensively. I was afraid she would be angry, but she just listened and smiled. Back in the room she was wild when we made love. She kept insisting on more and more and we made love several times during the night. Once, in the midst of her orgasm she whispered something about other cocks fucking her. We finally fell asleep with my cock still inside of her.

The first thing I knew the following morning was her mouth on my cock picking up where we had left off the night before. At breakfast we talked about it and she kept mentioning how sexy the show had been and asked me several times if I had really wanted her to go up on the stage and suck that guy. I assured her that it was a very strong fantasy for me to see her with another man. She just smiled and looked me in that cute little foxy way she has.

After breakfast we took a private tour of the city and our driver mentioned that a beach we were passing was a nude beach. We laughed about it, but he said it was a nice place and that it was perfectly safe to go there. Sometimes lovers went there but mostly it was people just wanting to be nude in the sunshine. Anyway, during the week it would be empty according to him. I suggested that we might go there and Kristy jumped at the idea. We had our driver stop while we purchased some large beach towels, oil and drinks and he dropped us off at the beach saying that we could call him from a nearby bar and he’d pick us up. He winked at us and said, “Have fun!”

As we walked down the beach toward the nude part I was feeling the excitement of the previous evening carried over, and I think Kristy was, too.
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Wild Drunken Party Night

Posted in cheating, exhibitionism, groupsex, slut wife on July 17th, 2013

I woke with a dry mouth and throbbing head. Through bleary eyes I didn’t recognise the image of the surroundings which danced crazily around inside my head. I stopped to think for a minute. Hmmm…. It was clearly obvious that I was suffering the ill effects of drinking too much from the night before, but this didn’t shed any light on where I was, what time it was, how I got to be here, or indeed, what day it was. God, I really must have been very drunk.

I pulled myself from the horizontal position I was lying in on some stranger’s sofa to sit upright and almost instantly regretted doing so. The room spun round and round, nausea engulfed me. I lied back down again to keep myself from throwing up. It was then recollections of the previous night’s events started to spring in to my mind. Music… I remembered there had been music. Music and lights. That’s it! There was a disco we were at. We – not I? I paused. My wife Lin was there with me. Yes, okay, we were there together, but where was I now, and more to the point where was she? I continued my train of thought, trying to remember more. We had been invited to a wedding reception, some friends of Lin’s were getting married. When I say friends, they were more like acquaintances and when we got there we hardly knew anyone.

So far so good, my memory seemed to be restoring gradually as I traced the night’s events. I idly thought a little more about it. I picked up from where I left off. We hardly knew anyone there, but everyone was really friendly, laughing, joking and after a while we found ourselves sitting on a table with some close friends of the bride and groom. We talked like old friends, buying rounds of drinks for each other, dancing and generally having a good time. By now my memories were becoming a little more obscured – by this time I think that the alcohol was taking its toll. I remembered the disco stopping for what must have been the end of the night and getting into a car driven by one of the men we had befriended on the table. I sat in the front passenger seat, Lin had sat in the back in-between two other friends of the man driving the car. Mike and Steve, yes, that’s what there names were. John was driving. The journey to wherever we were going to lasted a fairly long time, but Lin seemed to be enjoying herself, whispering and giggling with the other two in the back. We eventually pulled up in a driveway in a house, got out and went inside. And that was it – that’s where I was – in John, Mike or Steve’s house. Ah, I thought, one piece of the puzzle solved.

We went inside and I was poured another drink. Someone put some music on. Music….

Lin was dancing with John in the sitting room, some slow songs were playing and they were fairly close to each other. At first I didn’t notice it, although it must have happened practically the moment they started dancing, John’s hands were resting on Lin’s arse. This progressed from a gentle caress to a full-on grope. And yet I sat there saying nothing. This, now, being sober, made me feel sick to the bone, my wife had been touched up in front of me and I had quite plainly accepted it. Maybe it was the drink, maybe I was being naive, but this was for sure – Lin was being quite clearly being groped by this man and obviously knew it, and yet she said nothing neither, there again, I thought to myself, if I were enjoying a little fun and my husband didn’t object, neither would I.
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No Show

Posted in blowjobs, cheating, first times, slut wife on July 6th, 2013

We had planned a long weekend with some friends of ours, and were looking forward to the peace and quiet of the cabin on the lake. Don and Debra were going to meet us there Thursday evening, Kris, my wife, and I drove up Thursday morning. Shortly after we arrived, Kris and I were taking advantage of the “strange bed” and enjoyed each other for several hours.

Kris was taking a nap about three that afternoon when I heard a car coming up the road. I went outside and saw Don driving up to the house. “I thought you were not coming until later” I said as he got out of his car. “I got off early so I left Debra a message at work and told her to meet me up here.” He said, “I hope you don’t mind.”. I told him to come in and that we were glad to see him. Don and Debra had been our friends for several years and had moved about eight hours away, so we didn’t get to see them enough.

I took Don into the kitchen and made some coffee. We went out onto the back porch which overlooked the lake, to drink our coffee and talk. We had been out there only about ten minutes when I heard the screen door open and Kris walked out of the door. She had obviously just woke up and hadn’t realized that Don was ther, because she was still nude. “Oh, shit!” she said as she saw Don and turned and went back into the house. Don and I laughed, neither of us bothered too much by the sight. “I have to say that I always wanted to see Kris naked and she is really more beautiful than I imagined.” Don said “No offense.”. “She is quite beautiful with or without clothes.” I said. A short time later, Kris came out in her jeans and a shirt, but clearly without a bra. “Sorry about that” she said, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”. She went over and gave Don a warm hug and a quick kiss on the lips. “I wasn’t embarrassed and enjoyed the view” he said jokingly.

Don’s cell phone rang in his pocket and he took it out and answered it. It was clear from his conversation that it was Debra and that she was going to be later than we thought. “Debra has been held up at the office” he said after hanging up the phone, “she will not be here until very late”. It was getting to be about supper time so Don and I fired up the grill while Kris fixed the salad and drinks. She brought everyone a glass of wine and we talked while the steaks cooked. We finished a couple of glasses of wine before it was time to eat and we were all feeling very relaxed and hungry. The meal was great.

After supper, we decided to go for a walk down to the lake for an evening swim. Don declined the invitation and said he would listen to some music and relax. We showed him where the wine was, grabbed a bottle for us and went down the path towards the lake.

At the lake, Kris pulled off her shirt and jeans and walked out into the lake. “Where is you swimsuit?” I asked. “DI didn’t bring one.” She replied. I followed her after taking my clothes off as well. I swam over to her and kissed her slowly at first and then more firmly, my body starting to get excited by the cool water and her warm body next to mine. “What would you have done if Don had wanted to come swimming?” I asked. “Well”, she said, “I thought about that and then realized that he had already seen me completely naked”. “You are right, and he enjoyed it very much.” I said. “What do you mean? She asked. I told her what Don had said and that I had noticed a small bulge in his jeans right after her entrance. “Did it bother you that he saw you and enjoyed it:?” I asked her. “Actually, I really enjoyed it and it kind of turned me on. Are you upset with me for saying that?” she asked, looking directly at me. “Not at all.” I responded.
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Waitress Serves a Surprise

Posted in fingers, first times on June 29th, 2013

I was sitting in a coffee house drinking my coffee, when the waitress came over and asked me if I wanted anything before she left. I looked at her and smiled. She smiled in return and said, “I mean, would you like to have another cup of coffee?” I slowly shook my head, with my smile ever widening. I told her, “Nah, that’s ok, I have to be leaving anyway, I have to get home and study some more. I have a big test tomorrow in class. I’ve had a lot of coffee and I’m getting tired. Thanks anyway.”

I looked at her and I asked, “Would you like a ride home? My car is parked just outside.” She looked at me and smiled. She said, “Sure, just let me get my coat, my tips, and clock out. I’ll be right with you.” She walked away, quickly and I gathered up my books and put them in my leather briefcase. I walked to the cash register and paid for the coffee that I drank and walked to the door and sat down. After she was done, she walked out the door with me and stood on the other side of my car. I opened the door for her and she got inside then I closed her door.

I went to the driver’s side of the car and opened up the door and put my briefcase on the rear car floor. I closed the door and got in behind the wheel. I closed the door and put the key into the ignition, and we took off. As we were driving, I asked her, “Ok, Kathy, where do you live at?” “I live at 55 West St.” “Ok” I replied. After I had turned onto her street, I could see her nipples hardening as we got closer to her home.
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Tight Pair Of Jeans

Posted in blowjobs, cheating, cum eaters, slut wife on June 18th, 2013

My son got married recently to a gal with a little bit of a reputation. She had 5 or 6 boy friends in one year, according to my daughter. But she seems to be a nice girl, pays lot’s of attention to him and he really loves her.

Now here is the problem, she likes to wear real tight clothes. She doesn’t have a great body, pretty flat- chested and kind of a big butt. The thing is that butt looks real good in the clothes she puts it in. She likes to wear a pair of designer jeans so tight that, well she obviously isn’t wearing any panties, I can’t keep my eyes off of her. And when she turns around you can see the split of her pussy, you know, the Camel Toes.

A while back we are sitting around the patio outside and I get up and walk behind her. I look down and she is bending over so I could see down the back of her pants and I see she is wearing a blue thong with lace, I had to go to the bathroom and relieve myself.

From the bathroom window I could look out the and see her sitting right there. While I was jerking off my son slips his hand down her pants a grabs a hand full of cheek while I squirt jism all over the shower stall. I wish I had thought to get a picture of that, the thong, not the jism.

A few weeks ago they came over and she is wear a pair of tight slacks that just put that ass right there and didn’t leave much to the imagination. I just couldn’t contain myself. When the time was just right I acted like I had to hurry and squeezed between her and the counter and rubbed the back of my hand right across both cheeks, it felt wonderful, nice and full and very soft. But the shocking thing was she didn’t even flinch, just stayed right there and didn’t pull away.
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Falling For The Male Stripper

Posted in cheating, sex toys on June 11th, 2013

Stacey covered her mouth as the crowd of females emerged from their various hiding places with a shout of “Surprise!” She had heard of surprise birthday parties, but not surprise bachelorette parties.

The girls came up to her one-by-one and offered congratulations on her upcoming wedding. She glowered at Megan, her best friend, who wore a smile indicating she was the mastermind of the affair. Stacey strictly instructed to her friends and co-workers that she didn’t want a big to-do party. She liked the sentiment, but knew her friends too well. They would get her drunk, and embarrass her beyond belief. She wasn’t sure exactly what they would do, but she suspected some of the gifts awaiting her in a nice little pile would be a little “too mature” for her innocent nature. With the wedding this upcoming weekend, she thought her wishes had been honored.

Megan guided her into the family room. She had indeed planned the entire affair, despite her Stacey’s wishes. Surely no harm could come from it! All they need was a couple of hours to spend their fun. Then, Stacey would be off to dinner with her fiancee, John, and they would all laugh about it at the wedding. Only three days until the major event. Megan knew she could never let her conservative, shy friend tie the knot without a shocking send off. Of course, all the other girls agreed. They looked forward to this day more so than the actual wedding itself.

Stacey sat next to the pile of presents. She would co- operate, though hesitantly. She began to open her presents and sip from a drink. The first item was a pair of red silk panties. She felt her face must have matched the color as she tore the tissue paper away from them.

“How do you like them?” Megan asked with a smirk.

“They’re very nice…” Stacey closed the box and set it beside her. She would wear them, in fact, she already wore similar pairs for John. But she was uncomfortable with her sexuality on display for her friends. Her embarrassment grew as she continued to open packages. As she opened bras, panties, and nighties, she grew more and more mortified as shouts of “That will get him hard.” and “He’s going to fuck you so good.” cascaded from her peers mouths.

But she knew they were right. John loved her in lingerie, and she had to admit she could be quite striking in a skimpy, silky outfit. She was a petite woman, extraordinarily thin and delicate. Her breasts were shapely and firm, and seemed large in comparison to her small frame. John had insisted in her wearing lingerie shortly after they began having sex, and she was content to titillate his desires in privacy. But showing off her body or the garments she barely covered it with was never her style. She spoke little of her and John’s sex life, and never inquired about others’.
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Kissing Cousins

Posted in exhibitionism, family, first times on June 4th, 2013

When Tim was fresh out of high school, he moved to Chicago to go to work. He had a first cousin who lived there, named Michelle. He hadn’t seen Michelle since they were younger, and when she picked him up at the airport, he gasped. She was very tall and slim, almost 6 ft tall, and had very large breasts. Her legs were long and shapely, and she looked incredible in the short skirt she was wearing. “Oh, Tim, how are you?” she said. Michelle threw her arms around her cousin and she held him tightly. Her large firm breasts pressed against him, and he could feel her erect nipples thrusting against her sweater. Tim’s cock began to stir, and he knew this was bad, and he tried not to think about his voluptuous cousin as she tightly held him.

Needless to say he couldn’t think of anything else, and his cock now fully erect and throbbing, pressed against his cousin’s soft belly. Michelle thrust against him, and smiled brightly. “Wow, when Aunt Martha said you were coming to Chicago, I had to let you stay with me” she said. “we can catch up on old times” She added. Tim pulled away from her, his hard cock obviously pressing against the crotch of his jeans. Michelle grabbed one of his suitcases and led him to her car. “Are you hungry?” she asked.

“Yeah, pretty much so” Tim replied. She drove through Taco Bell, and they picked up some dinner, and she quickly drove to her large apartment. Tim was impressed as he looked around the large beautiful apartment.

“Wow, this is nice” he said.

“Oh thanks, I like it” Michelle added.

They carried Tim’s bags to the extra bedroom, and she helped him put his belongings away. “Want a drink?” Michelle asked.

“Oh that would be cool” Tim said. Michelle left the room and Tim could hear her placing ice cubes in the glasses. He headed towards the living room and they sat on the sofa, and began drinking their rum and cokes.

The 2 laughed and caught up on old times, and Michelle openly flirted with him. “Mmm, excuse me for a moment” Michelle said, and she left the room. Tim sat there sipping his drink, and thinking about how much his little cousin had evolved into a Goddess. Tim gasped as Michelle entered the room. She wore a thin transparent blue teddy, with dark blue fishnet stockings, and high heeled shoes.
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Real Trophy Virgin

Posted in at work, Big tits, first times on May 28th, 2013

I grew up in a small town in Kansas. When I was in the 6th grade, my breasts developed very fast. I was a full C cup and the end of the summer. Entering the 7th grade, I was busting out of my bra, and graduated to a D cup. All the boys looked at me constantly. I was always trying to hide my breasts. They were really hard to hide. My nipples would get hard and stuff, and the boys would just gawk at me.

I never had any sexual experience though, just masturbating at home. I really liked to masturbate a lot of the time. I would go into the girls room at school, sit in the stall and rub my clit until I came. I would stretch my legs out far, and one time, I kicked the door open by mistake! Luckily, no one was there! I think I became obsessed with masturbation, and would “do it” about 10-15 times a day. I was really afraid of being caught.

When I graduated high school, I was still a virgin. I was horny all of the time, but just never wanted to be with a guy. Thinking about a huge throbbing cock inside of me, scared me! I leaned to come using many crazy objects. I did not use vibrators. I used ashtrays, brush handles, hair clips, books and just about anything that was around at the time to rub my pussy. My underpants were always soaked, so I stopped wearing them completely. I would wear tight pants, so my lips would constantly be separated, leaving my clit totally stimulated all of the time. I could just come sitting on a bus, or in a restaurant by just squeezing my legs tight.
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Kick Ass Bachelor Party

Posted in Big tits, blowjobs, cheating, exhibitionism, groupsex, slut wife on May 21st, 2013

Amazingly enough, I was getting married. My friends were not so amazed. They had heard me bitch and moan for years about getting out of the singles scene. My best friend Karl had laughed when I told him. “Tim, we’ve known that since you first started dating Calli.”

Calli was my fiancée. She was also probably the last woman I’d ever thought I’d fall in love with. She was straight-laced and, though laid back, was not the experimenting type. She always told me she had done all that wild stuff back in high school and college. Whenever I asked her what that wild stuff was, she’d say that she was entitled to some secrets. It would piss me off, but I wasn’t going to fuck up our relationship over past shit. She was 24 now, but definitely ready for the quiet married life.

And I couldn’t really complain. Calli was the hottest woman I had ever laid eyes on. Only 5-foot-1 and 105 pounds, she packed more sex-appeal and raw femininity into her small frame than Pam Anderson, Cameron Diaz, and Mariah Carey combined. Long, wavy brown hair fell down to the small of her back, matched by her dark brown eyes in her sculpted, high-cheekboned face. She had small, pouty lips that could turn kissing from an art form to a lusty tongue-fest in a second. Blessed with perfectly shaped 34-C breasts that were made for fondling, she also had dark pink nipples that grew to the size of the ends of my pinkies when erect. I always loved it when we’d go to the mall and she went bra-less, because I’d whisper what I wanted to do to her in her ears and watch those nips pop through her shirt or top for everyone to admire. Calli was in great physical shape. She had definition to her muscles, but not too much. Her legs were strong and curvy like a dancer’s, and her ass was the absolute best I’d ever had the honor of seeing naked or in a thong.

Unfortunately, for all that, Calli was not very creative in bed: missionary position, or her on top, though she had let me do her doggy-style a few times (and god what good times they were!). She did give me head occasionally, and of course, she loved it when I ate her out. I’d ask her to try some more exotic positions, but she’d always say that she was past that kind of stuff.
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My Friends Pregnant Wife

Posted in blowjobs, cheating, Pregnant on May 9th, 2013

Rachael struggled to get up off the couch.

“Let me get that for you,” Jason said as he jumped up quickly.

“Don’t be silly,” Rachael laughed. “Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean I’m an invalid.”

“I know,” Jason offered. “It’s just that… well, I want some too and I know where the cups are. I can get both of us some.”

“Your so nice Jason,” she smiled as she sat back down. “Your so different from Dave. He thinks I should do TWICE as much since I got pregnant.”

Jason winced visibly. He hated the way Dave treated his wife sometimes. He could see it clearly: Dave would expect her to carry the laundry downstairs and cook dinner, wash dishes, etc. He was a true pig even if they were best friends.

After pouring the two waters, Jason entered the living- room. Rachael sat in the chair, legs parted, her swol- len belly extended and she was beautiful. Jason handed her the glass.

“What?” Rachael asked.

“What do you mean what?” Jason snapped out of it.

“You were staring at me,” Rachael told him. “You’re thinking of how fat I am.”

“No!” Jason snapped quickly as he sat on the couch. “Not at all! Actually I was noticing how beautiful you are.”

“Oh ya, right,” Rachael smiled. “I bet.”

“Honestly,” Jason stammered as he took a sip of water. “You look great.”

“Sure,” she frowned. “That’s not what Dave thinks. He says I’m fat.”

“Oh don’t listen to Dave,” he said. “I’m sure he doesn’t mean it.”
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A True Story

Posted in slut wife on May 1st, 2013

All right, so this is my first time ever writing something like this so you may have to bear with me. I never actually thought I would be in a situation like this but here I am anyway. I guess a little background would be good just so you can understand where this is all coming from.

So my wife LeeAnn and I have been married for a little more than 10 years and over that time our sex life has been pretty much standard stuff. We have three kids so its not always the easiest to be spontaneous or have a lot of fun with our sex life as there was always kids around to interrupt. Now I guess that I should tell you a little but about LeeAnn. She is 30 years old and has had three kids but she still looks great. She has shoulder length dirty blonde hair, she is about 5’8” and 120 pounds. She has a great ass and nice sized tits. So awhile ago I had to go away to work for a couple of weeks and I invited her to come along. We have been having some marriage problems for awhile so I thought this would be a good way to kind of smooth things over and hopefully get things back on the right track. I found out after we had been there for awhile that things were a long way from being smoothed over. We had been there for less than 3 days and we were fighting about all sorts of stupid shit. So after the first week we decided that we were going to go to a bar that was about an hour away from where we were staying and see if we couldn’t get good and drunk and enjoy ourselves. There were three other guys with us one of which, was my best friend and the other 2 guys I work with, so we thought that this would be fun. We had been there for about an hour and I lost her in the crowd for a bit. When I finally found her she was draped all over a few guys that she had managed to hook up with in the bar. I was a little pissed off about this but I thought that maybe she was just getting back at me for being kind of a prick for that last while. I gave her shit about this and told her that I didn’t want her hanging all over any guys that she could find and she should smarten up. She sort of agreed to this and I went to get a couple of drinks and the evening wore on. It was getting late in the evening and I thought that I would tour around and try to find LeeAnn and the other people that I had come there with. Well I managed to track them down on a cell phone and they had gone and left me at the bar with no way of getting home. So after all this she went home with the other three guys that we had come there with. I went and got a hotel room and proceeded to get some sleep and wait for them to come pick me up.
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The Undie Factory

Posted in at work, blowjobs, cum eaters, groupsex, slut wife on April 24th, 2013

My name’s Tom, I am a manager at my Uncles factory, he is called George, aged 56. We make ladies underwear, lingerie, fun wear etc. My Uncle is basically – not a nice man, he takes great delight imposing his power upon others under him; he treats his work force (me included) like shit. Why stay working for him you might ask? I used to have my own business until things went bad, he bailed me out financially and now he holds the mortgage on my house, he owns the car I drive, and I am paying off money I borrowed from him. I dream that one day I will be able to break away, start my own business again but for now I need this job.

Late one Wednesday afternoon he called me into his office. He told me that he had two important buyers coming to see him on Friday, he was going to take them out for a ‘softening up’ dinner, then he intended to show them some of the new range we were currently working on. These guys represented the largest wholesalers in the country, they already dealt with us but if they liked the new range it would be worth a lot of money.

He said he wanted someone to model the range, someone who, as he put it would ‘try their hardest to achieve a big order’, someone who he could trust, and someone who had a lot to lose if the order didn’t happen. He had lost me, why was he telling me all this, what did he want me to do, model the range myself? He must have seen the puzzled look on my face, “I want Julie to model the range,” he said.

Julie is my wife; we have been married for 6 years. She is 28, tall, blonde and up until we got married she used to be a fashion / photographic model, she has still got her gorgeous figure and her sexy looks. When we first met she told me of her past, there was a time when she was short of money and briefly turned to glamour work to earn a living, sometimes posing with other girls and men for hardcore photos, I have some of the XXX magazines she appeared in and although I have never told her, I find them to be a big turn on.

I tried to tell him that Julie does not do modelling work anymore and would not be keen to start again, he looked at me with anger in his eyes, “let me put it this way Tom, if Julie does not do what I want you’re finished here, on the other hand, if she does and we get that order you can forget about the debt you owe me”. He knew I had no option, if I left now I would be ruined, bankrupt. “I will ask her tonight, it will be her decision”, I said.
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Liquid Lisa

Posted in anal sex, exhibitionism, groupsex on April 16th, 2013

My girlfriend, Lisa and I began to experiment more and more with all types of anal sex, always with her being the recipient. I was never too keen with anything in my ass. We did a few home videos, but we were always too into the sex to tape it properly. I was always amazed at how she kept her pussy and ass hole completely shaved, not a nick of hair ever. One day she showed me that she learned a new trick. Completely unexpected, she walked into the living room butt naked and knelt onto the floor, ass up and facing me. Lisa’s ass hole was extremely wet already. Slowly, she slowly stuck one finger in her ass. Then another and another. Suddenly she had all four fingers in her wet and wide ass hole. The slowly she inserted her thumb and within seconds, her whole hand was up her ass hole. I have never seen this done, except in mostly European x-rated videos. I wished that I could share my girl’s new talent with the world. My dream would soon come true.

Even though it sounds cliche, but one evening, during the playoffs, myself and several of my male friends and a couple of my cousins were getting drunk and rowdy as the Knicks were losing. Lisa was supposed to be the party’s hostess, but she spent most of her time getting drunk off of champagne. She was walking around in one of my basketball team tank tops, which fit her so loosely, that when you looked at her from the side, her breasts were in full view. She was also wearing a pair of loose fitting ripped up jeans, that had holes in the crotch area and ass area, of course she wasn’t wearing any panties. She strutted around the room, wanting all eyes to be on her. I was turned on by her. I couldn’t tell what anyone else was thinking. No one really looked at her too much, I guess out of respect. Like a spoiled child, Lisa wanted all the attention, so she did something about it. Like a cliche scene from an x-rated movie, Lisa stands in front of the TV and without notice, takes off her shirt. She palms her breasts and says “Wouldn’t ya’ll rather look at these?” The guys are in shock, staring back at me, as if I had something to do with it.

“Answer her!” I shouted out.

All of the guys yell out “YES!” And off goes the TV and on goes the stereo.
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Kelly At the Gloryhole

Posted in anal sex, blowjobs, cum eaters, exhibitionism, first times, glory holes on April 9th, 2013

I watched as Kelly walked half a block ahead of me, the short skirt moved teasingly in the evening breeze, bouncing back and forth, her light brown hair was swaying across her shoulders. I thought of her smooth shaven pussy, naked, being tickled by the occasional gust of wind, each of which threatened to expose her to passers-by. I remembered the look on the faces of those guys at the club when she pulled up her skirt to sit her naked behind on the sofa, exposing her entire thigh to them. I’d never seen such hopeless pool-playing. When her strap fell and exposed her right breast just oh-so-close to the nipple, I thought they’d die. I loved sitting at the bar, watching, knowing the show was really for me. That my exhibitionist little lover was creaming that sofa in front of a bunch of horny jocks just to have me want her more. Ah, love, the things we’ll do…

I caught up to her and took her arm. I was getting bored with this little parade. I gestured towards an alley, she knew what I wanted. With a smile a wink, she started skipping down the alley, flashing her naked ass and pussy as she went. Once we were far enough from the street she turned to me, pulling her skirt up past her cute little belly. Her legs were spread just slightly as she shrugged the straps from her shoulders exposing her perfect little breasts to the moonlight. Then, grinning, she turned and continued down the alley, neither dropping her skirt nor adjusting her straps until we were almost back into the street. Even then, she waited until she was back on the sidewalk before she pulled the straps up. Some people passing by caught a quick glimpse, but she hurried past them. We had another stop on our schedule…

The sex shop on Jamieson Street wasn’t your typical dark, dirty little place. The management keep everything well-lit and spotless, trying to encourage the couples trade over the lonely pervert crowd, so it wasn’t that unusual to see the two of us come in. Even when I bought the tokens for the “peep-show” booths, it didn’t raise any eyebrows. Couples often came in to see the vids in the booths, usually on a dare or as a drunken, post-clubbing lark. Kelly and I’d been here before and the staff were used to us. Kelly once had a glorious day trying on various kinky outfits in the middle of a Saturday afternoon, parading around topless, bottomless, and even virtually nude for the delighted patrons, including Cheryl, the vinyl-wearing babe with the jet-black hair and the pierced nipples (she’d shown them to us on several occasions, trying to tempt Kelly into getting hers done). Cheryl made it obvious how much she enjoyed dressing and undressing Kelly in the various schoolgirl, maid, naughty-nurse and whip-bitch outfits. We took several of them home, but not Cheryl. At least, not yet…
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Elevator Stranger

Posted in exhibitionism, first times on April 2nd, 2013

Immediately upon stepping into the elevator, Kate could feel his eyes upon her. While he was not the most handsome man she had ever seen, there was something incredibly attractive about him. He never took his eyes off her and she found herself starring back. His eyes were somehow familiar and seemed to be looking deep within her. Everything else seemed to fade away and though she could not quite understand why, she found him so extremely arousing. She imagined him coming toward her, panting with desire, grabbing the hair behind her head in his hand to pull her to him and kissing her passionately. Then, without a word, taking her right there on the floor of the elevator.

Her nipples began to harden as she began playing through the entire scenario in her mind. She blushed slightly as she wondered whether he could see the effect he was having on her, through her sheer bra and light colored silk blouse. Kate dared not call attention to it by looking down at her chest, but something about the way he was looking at her told her. He was taking in every inch of her in such an intimate way that she found it titillating just to return his gaze.

“This is crazy,” she thought. “I’m fantasizing about strange men in elevators.” But she could not take her eyes off him and he returned her gaze so intensely, it made her again blush. This time more deeply. The air between them had become tantalizingly charged, the sexual chemistry between them was unmistakable.
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Surprise

Posted in Fetish, first times, girls kissing, lesbian on March 27th, 2013

Sam and Pat had been having an enjoyable time on vacation. They had a campsite and had their camper all set up and homey. It was on a somewhat secluded site and through the week was a quiet place, which worked out nicely. Pat could walk with a long shirt and naked underneath. Sam felt the freedom and was comfortable with just a pair of boxers.

One day he had sat on the picnic table and Pat sitting in front of him had sucked him to completion letting his cum spray onto her chest and run down between her breasts. He loved the feel of her lips around his cock, but also got excited watching her masturbate him and making his cock unload while he watched. This was what their sex life was like. Both of them enjoyed fantasies and watching an X movie. If one or the other felt the ‘urge’ they thought nothing of ‘taking care of it’ and if the other partner wanted to join it was welcomed, but if it was solo there were no hard feelings.

They were both in their mid to late 40’s and hadn’t been married long, both of them coming from other marriages, but they had known one another since their late teens. Both liked to hear stories of things that had happened in the others past which usually led to one or both of them getting off. Sam was amazed how Pat’s breasts and pussy had not changed over the years and her body was still as enjoyable and exciting as when they were teenagers. The exception being over the years each had learned how to better enjoy their body and their lovers.

He had to leave to take care of some business one afternoon and wouldn’t be back until early evening. As he got ready to leave he gave Pat a kiss , “have a safe trip and think of me and your fantasy from last night. I think I’ll have to take care of something this afternoon.” she smiled.

Driving, he got to thinking about the previous night, and he could picture her laying on the bed watching a movie or reading a story and playing between her legs. Pat kept her pussy shaved and he loved to watch the lips swell and turn pink when he would open them for his tongue to enter her or when she would face him and spreading them press her vibrator against them. His fantasy from last night was really his favorite one. Pat had a girlfriend she had known from when she had finished college about 10 years earlier that he loved to include in his fantasies.
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Waterpark

Posted in Big tits, exhibitionism, groupsex, outdoors on March 20th, 2013

I knew we needed a small vacation after work had been so stressful lately. A nice, long weekend to get a way a bit so we could relax. The summer was the hottest it had been in a long time and I could tell you were dying for the water. As a surprise, I made arrangements to stay at the coast and visit the beach.

Thursday afternoon I picked you up from work. You smiled but I could tell you were wound up.

“Guess what?”

“Chicken butt?” you reply sarcastically.

I grin, “No, something better.”

“Hey, you missed our exit.”

“No, I didn’t. We’re going to someplace better.”

“This isn’t one of those ‘Heaven’s Gate’ things is it?”

I roll my eyes. “NO! I’ve booked a nice little weekend getaway for us.”

I nearly wreck the car as you lean over and hug me tightly.

We arrive at the hotel and find our suite. It’s very nice and we unpack and jump into the shower. One of our favorite things is to take a shower at a hotel *never ending supply of hot water* together and just relax. The rest of the evening is spent making love in the suite and showering. We stop once, however, to eat the pizza we had delivered by room service. I enjoy watching the delivery guy’s eyes bulge out of his head when you open the door wet and naked to accept the pizza.
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Hot Amateur Stripper

Posted in exhibitionism, first times on March 13th, 2013

I look over at the faces in the crowd. I see mostly men, although there are a few couples and single women in the audience. There are a lot of military uniforms, and a lot of tourists. My legs are shaking, and my heart beats at twice its normal speed. I feel very nervous, and begin to have second thoughts. Yet I have never been so pleasantly excited in my entire life. I am peeking through an opening from behind the curtains, standing on a wood stage, about to bare my entire body to over 200 people in the audience of a large strip club in Honolulu, Hawaii.

It is 9:00 on a warm steamy tropical evening. The place: Heavenly Bodies, one of the biggest Strip Clubs in the Hawaiian Islands. It is amateur night, and they offer a cash prize of $500 dollars to the lady who gets the most applause for her performance. The stage is surrounded on three sides by chairs and tables, and the place is almost packed. They are playing some erotic dance music that I’ve never heard before. The stage has two poles on it, and nothing else. There are spotlights on the ceiling aimed at the stage to better highlight the strippers when they dance. I am about to go on the stage alone, and take off all my clothing in as sexy a manner as possible, with all eyes on me. I feel one last flutter of fear before I get the nerve to strut onto the stage, were all eyes are going to be staring right at me, dancing on the stage, trying to get the men erect and the women wet. My boyfriend John knows I get turned on showing off my body, but I have never done anything this bold before. I never dreamed I’d have the nerve to expose my nude body to so many people…

The events leading up to this moment started on the first full day of our vacation to Hawaii. My boyfriend John and I were headed for the beach, and we stopped at a beach side swimwear store for new swimsuits and tanning lotion. We got a nice brown bottle of Hawaiian Tropics, naturally, the kind that smells like coconuts and pineapples. Then it was time to pick out new swimsuits. I thought it would be fun if John and I chose each other’s suits, so he looked through the ladies section, and picked out a really skimpy thong for me to try on. It was neon pink, and the bottom was just a tiny pink triangle in the front, which would barely cover my pussy. Fortunately I had shaved all of my pubic hair off; sometimes I like to keep my pussy completely bare. This looks really good when I have an all over nude tan. The back was just a piece of string, basically, and I knew my entire ass would be exposed. The top piece of the bikini looked about one size to small, and I knew that most of my tits would be exposed too.
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