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Jamies Pool Party

Being a senior at University I live on Campus most of the year except during the Christmas, Summer and the other holidays when I try to make it home as much as possible. My new life started with a pool party and sleepover my sister wanted to have after her junior year in college. Seeing as our parents were off on one of their regular business trips, I was left in charge. I told my sister, Jamie, it was okay with me but that no boys could sleep over due to the wishes of our mom and dad.

She wanted to know how many girls could come. I told her I didn’t care how many showed up but that she tell me so I could shop accordingly. We have a pretty damn big house so they could sleep upstairs in one of the guest rooms or downstairs in the living room where they could watch movies or do whatever they wanted. She invited 22 girls.

I grilled out on the BBQ. I cooked steak, king prawns, burgers and some other things the girls liked. I noticed that the sausages were getting very popular as the cookout progressed and the girls were getting slightly tipsy from all the drinks they’d had. They were giggling away while such words as ‘blowjob’, ‘rockhard’, ‘Pussy’ and ‘penis’ or a variety thereof reached my ears every once in a while. At around ten I cleaned up and went upstairs to watch TV and get out of their way.

At about one in the morning I woke up to splashing noises coming from the pool. I had to piss so I went to my bathroom, which joins my bedroom and has a door to the hallway. I heard the girls talking about boys. I looked out the bathroom window and got an instant hardon. They were all skinny dipping. The pool lights were on and since the light wasn’t on in the bathroom so they couldn’t see me. The girls were around the same age, their late teens and one or two were twenty.

One of my sisters’ best friends had stayed at the house many times, I had never given her a second look ‘til now. I also hadn’t seen my sister naked since she was about twelve, she had filled out nicely.

I was getting really hard but then I thought to myself, “You saw them growing up. You’re eight years older than most of them”. I really had to get a steady fuck. I was listening to them talk and picked one out to wank my cock to. I had to come. I hadn’t seen bodies like these for over a year.

When one of the girls named Jane told the girls she was so horny she could fuck the football team, things started getting steamy. She started playing with her pussy and asked if any one wanted to help her come. The only black girl at the party had a body to die for with quite large breasts with very erect nipples. She told Jane she would help her if she returned the favour. The black girl started licking her pussy and Jane went wild. I was starting to get into it. I was stroking fast when the door opened and one of the 18 year old girls walked in with a towel around her. Her long blond hair was wet from the pool and so was most of her delicious young body. She was so gorgeous that I almost blew my load. I turned around with my nine three quarter inch cock in my hand and her jaw dropped.
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Hot Wifes First Interracial Massage

April and I have been married for 7 years and our sex life has been strained since the birth of our first child. One of the fantasies I have had for us is to see her pleased by a big black cock. I found the way for this to happen and here is how it played out.

Let me tell you about us. My wife has blondish-brown hair, hazel eyes, stands around 5’7″ tall and is about a size 14 after having two kids. She has a very nice ass and all the people who have seen her thinks she looks good. She is very self conscious though and doesn’t think like me. I am 6’1″ tall, brown hair, hazel, eyes and 205 lbs. I am open-minded and love to play out fantasies. I brought the idea to my wife about bringing a well endowed black man in to pleasure her. She told me no way to her ever sleeping with someone else. It would break her wedding vows and she wouldn’t do it. Now on that, let me say my wife has only been with me and two guys before me, so I think that had a slot to do with it.

For several months I tried to convince her to play out this fantasy to no success. I knew that if I ever wanted this to happen, I had to either plan really well or just give up. I am not in the habit of giving up, so I thought about it for a while. I finally came up with finding her a male masseuse to massage her like never before. She had had therapeutic massages before, but this time, she was going to be in for a real treat.

I informed her on Tuesday that I had a surprise for her on Saturday night and that I was going to have the kids go to their grandparents for the weekend. She gave me the fiery go to hell look because she hates surprises. So through the week, I talked to Jonathan, the man I had found on craig’s list that previous week. I had a lot of guys reply, but Jonathan took the time to talk with me, wasn’t vulgar, and was well educated. I found out he had been through massage school. I explained to him my fantasy for her and told him that she had been unwilling to agree. He asked me about her and what she liked and didn’t like. We traded pictures and I was very impressed so I decided on using him for the massage.

Saturday night rolled around and we dropped the kids off at their grandparents. After that I took her to dinner and we enjoyed a quiet dinner without kiddos screaming and yelling. I had rented a motel room that had a Jacuzzi in it and had gone there earlier in the day with her favorite bottle of wine and the stuff we would need for the massage. I took a blind fold and glasses and some of her lingerie for the evening.

We arrived at the hotel about 8 pm and I filled the Jacuzzi with water and turned it on for her to get in and relax since Jonathan wasn’t to show up till 9:30. As she took her clothes off, I poured her a glass of wine and explained to her that she was set up to have a massage. I told her that the hotel offered massages for guest and that I had asked for them to set one up for her. She was reluctant about it but said that since I would be there, it would be ok. I told her there was nothing to worry about. I explained that I had packed a blindfold since I knew she was shy, and that she could think it was me. So at 9:00, I helped her to dry off and had her lay face down on the bed. I put the blindfold on her and nibbled at her ear just to get her going a little. I then covered her up with a towel as to make this look completely professional. I pulled out her favorite massage oil from the house which is a blend of herbs to produce an aroma for sensuality and tranquility.
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Glory Hole Girl

I wanted to sit down and write you about this amazing thing that I did yesterday. I had told Jimmy (a close friend of mine) about the pictures that I found on the Internet some time ago. They were pictures of girls sucking men’s dicks through holes in the walls; they called them “glory holes.” I told Jimmy how much that they turned me on. He promised me that one day he would take me show me one in real life.

Well yesterday we went to see the movie “Titanic”, well after the movie I was feeling a little on the kinky side of life. I was dressed in a nice light ankle length dress. One thing I love about Jimmy is, he is always into public sex. Well after the movie he took me to this place in Pomona, I knew of this place because I have been in the adult bookstore before buying two different toys. When we went inside the store I pointed to a lovely big fat black one and told him I had to have that to add to my collection, so Jimmy bought it for me.

Now all the times I had been in there in the past, (maybe 3-4 times) I never went into the back room to see the video movies. (I just really never thought of it) I was surprised that they even had them in this store. (I have no idea why I was surprised, but I was.) Now when we had pulled into the parking lot, there where only three cars and a van. I was glad it was not going to be crowded, and the only person in the bookstore part was the guy working behind the counter. (If that makes any sense) after getting my new dildo, Jimmy exchanged five dollars for tokens and he told me he wanted to show me something exciting. Well I being a woman who loves exciting new things could not wait. We went inside the back part of the store behind a very heavy curtain where the peep shows where playing.

It was incredible; when we walked in there I could smell the men’s sperm in the air. It was dark but not pitch black. That place has all kinds of little booths but none with doors. Jimmy knew the place and he took me back to the next to the last booth. He showed me the both walls with three different big holes on each wall. He started a movie and I was holding his stiff dick as he and I watched. I stroked him through his pants and he pulled up the front of my long dress to gain access to my very wet vagina. As his fingers touched me, I looked down to the sides and could see eyes watching us. When I saw that, I really began to get wild and nasty. I told Jimmy loud enough for him and the person or people watching how much I needed his fingers in me, I told him how wet I was, I told him how bad I needed to have his cock in me. Jimmy moved me in front of him leaning me back against him.
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Daughter Goes Black

Six straight days of 90 degree weather and no end in sight. The humidity was also high even though there was no chance it would rain during the coming weekend. To make matters worse, Jay was finishing the last half mile of his run for the day, which happened to be mostly up hill.

As the terrain leveled out, he turned right on to the neatly kept little street where he had lived for almost a year now. It was only two blocks away from the college where he worked and while it was a pricey neighborhood it was well worth it. Now, he just needed to get through a few more minutes of huffing and puffing and it would be off to the pool for a much needed dip.

At 42 years old, he still had a weightlifter’s build, and still got out to run at least three times a week. He had retired from a full time career in television production to accept a position at the university, where he was charged with building a new and improved communications program. His investments had gone well also in the first 20 years, and now he was fully enjoying the less stressful and more peaceful environment that the world of academia provided him.

His marriage had ended almost a decade earlier. His single minded focus on work above all else had gradually eroded his relationship with his wife, who retained custody of their daughter Jaime. Luckily, the new job and house had allowed him to re-connect with his daughter, who had already been at that school for a year when he accepted his new position. The offer of free room and board just two blocks off campus in a big house with a pool had been too hard to turn down for his daughter. And while he and Jaime were close, there was some lingering resentment over the divorce and the difficulties it had cause during her teenage years.

Things had thawed nicely between them though, and they often spent time together during the week making dinner or enjoying a glass of wine on the patio. During the winter months however she wasn’t home much as her job as a manager for the men’s basketball team kept her schedule pretty tight. She had stayed on campus for the summer, rather than head back home primarily because it afforded her the opportunity to take a few classes and lighten her work load during the remainder of the year. Jay also knew it was because his rules were not in any way strict and she could come and go and party as she pleased. But whatever the reasons, he was glad that he and Jaime were patching things up and that he had some company around the big old house.

He clipped past the last few lawns on his way to the front sidewalk of his house. A look at his watch showed that he was slightly slower than usual, but he chalked it up to the heat. He stripped off his running shirt while walking around the back of the house, and could hear laughter. Jaime was laying on a chaise lounge in a tiny brown bikini, chatting excitedly on her cell phone. With a goofy grin, Jay ran four steps and plunged into the water feet first, and was rewarded with a scream from the side of the pool as the water splashed all over his daughter. He flipped onto his back in the water, and could see his daughter laughing and giving him a one-fingered salute while she still gabbed away on the cell phone.
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Secret Interracial Slut

Prim and proper Heather Stewart believing in monogamous marriage had always politely smiled and flashed her diamond ring and wedding band to show that she was off the market whenever men hit on her until a female classmate in her evening college course mentioning Penthouse Letters magazine made her curious enough to buy the current issue. Claims of unparalleled sexual gratification with inconceivably well-endowed black men in the Second Anniversary Issue of Slut Wives astounded Heather. The combined influences of white wives interracial extramarital affairs in consecutive issues of Penthouse Letters and an article in a subsequent issue of Cosmopolitan about gratifying unmet sensual needs resulted in Heather buying a life-like black dildo and interracial triple-X videotapes. Meanwhile over those several weeks the inner turmoil gradually diminished between monogamous morality and increasingly resorting to interracially oriented private pleasures. In addition Heather became an avid crotch watcher and increasingly receptive to well-hung black men hitting on her.

One black guy in the sociology class she was attending at night contradictory unnerved and intrigued her. Having seen other guys get shot down in flames when trying to date her, Derrick sat back and contemplated other options to getting her to go black. Playing it calm and cool, Derrick merely smiled and nodded each time in passing, then courteously and casually adding a mere “Hi!” or “How are you tonight?” Heather being 29, 5’5″ with 35D-22-33 measurements and married made conquest of the lovely beauty all the more challenging.

Derrick’s devious, patient strategy worked like a charm. Maintaining a cool facade with the beauty in a couple of discussion groups allowed him to later chat with her before and at times after class ended. Heather regularly left with Joan, another gal in the class. Disguising his devious intentions to seduce the lovely married woman Derrick offered to escort them to the parking lot for their safety.

The younger of the two was an attractive 24-year-old single gal graduating with her degree at the end of the semester. Although Derrick had the older married beauty as his target, he decided the best means to his desired end would be to first seduce the younger gal. After discreetly becoming Derrick’s black cock slut Joan was easily convinced to make sure Heather Stewart attended her graduation party.

Knowing Joan wanted her to have a good time at her graduation party Heather felt sure her self-absorbed husband would not remember being told a party followed the last night of class. While in college, Heather had gone to a couple parties over ten years ago. She could still recall the endless flow of beer and even some joints being passed around. Wondering if she was now too old and too married to party hearty, Heather resignedly told herself ‘you are no longer a young college gal out for fun! You’re going to soon be thirty years old and supposed to act like a happily married woman!’
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The Lingerie Party

My name is Penny and I live a normal suburban life with my husband Mark in a quiet leafy street on the northern outskirts of Sydney. I am a curvy lady in her early 40s with big breasts, dark hair and sparkling blue eyes. “The girls” as I affectionately call them are 20DD, or 42DD for you Americans!

About a month ago some new neighbours moved in two houses from us. Very few people come and go in our street, so some new neighbours to replace the couple that had moved interstate was a topic of interest among the residents. While walking the dog one morning, I noticed that the woman that had moved in her front garden. I waved politely and she waved back and smiled a friendly smile and came down to the front gate for a bit of small talk and introduced herself as Jan. I invited her around for a coffee that afternoon and she said she would love to drop in.

She knocked on the door at about three in the afternoon. We chatted over a coffee and biscuits and I found out that Jan had moved with her husband Andrew from Perth due to an excellent job opportunity he had with an insurance company in Sydney. They were both in their mid 30s and had been married for 12 years. She said she didn’t really know anybody in the city and really wanted to get to know the neighbours as she appreciated a sense of community. Jan was quite bubbly with bright blue eyes, easy to get on with and very confident but without being arrogant. She was petite with a small waist. I guessed she was about five foot two inches. We hit it off straight away and she ended up staying a couple of hours before she had to go home to do some more unpacking. She invited us over for dinner on the friday.

Friday rolled on and we arrived at Jan and Andrew’s with the requisite bottle of wine at about 6:30. As we approached the door we could already smell the aroma of a tasty meal cooking. Jan welcomed us and introduced Andrew while I introduced Mark. Despite still being in the throes of settling in, their house was immaculately organised and their kitchen was spotless. Jan poured the wine and we each took a glass. Mark can be a bit “standoffish” when he meets someone new, but both he and Andrew seemed to get along really well straight from the start. After a little while, they wandered off out into the garage and I stayed in the dining room with Jan as she busied herself with the final touches for dinner. Jan informed me that the entrée was a homemade broccoli soup while the main meal was a roast leg of lamb with a medley of vegetables.

After a few more wines, dinner was ready and we called the men in from the garage and ate a lovely meal. As it turned out both Andrew and Mark really liked fishing, and they had decided to look into hiring a local houseboat with a couple of other guys (whose names weren’t familiar to me) for one of the weekends coming up. With disinterest Jan shrugged her shoulders, but I thought it was a good idea as Mark had been working hard and deserved some time off. Mark and Andrew ended up talking about fishing most of the night while Jan and I talked about movies and current events and we both got quite sloshed from the wine, and we left the men to tidy the kitchen and do the washing up. At about midnight, we bade farewell to our hosts and wandered back home.

When Andrew came home from work on the Monday, he told me that he and Mark and two other guys from work had booked a houseboat for a weekend’s fishing. It was a few days later when Jan knocked on the door and offered me an invitation to a lingerie party at her house for the weekend. She said since the boys were going to be out boating she wanted to have a “Girl’s Night In”. She said that on the one hand she was pleased that Andrew had met some new people, but on the other hand she was a bit annoyed that he was going away because they had spoken on numerous occasion’s about how little he spends at home. I’d never been to a Lingerie Party before and I guess from the flicker of apprehension in my eye, Jan sensed my hesitation. She put her hand lightly on my forearm and assured me it would be great fun, and that her and her girlfriends had had a great time at a similar party once before and the lingerie was for real women, not just airbrushed stick figures in modelling catalogues. I laughed at this and agreed that it sounded fun. Jan said that these parties were professionally co-ordinated by women for women and asked me to invite some other girl’s because so far there would only be four of us attending — the two of us and Michelle and Rona who as it turned out were the wives of the other two guys that had gone off fishing with Mark and Andrew. I did enjoy the thought of getting some new lingerie because of the sensuous feel of the fabric on my skin, not to mention how it made me look when I paraded in front of the mirror wearing it.
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Seduced into Sin

Lori Callan stood and examined herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. Just 20 years old, Lori was proud of her body. The oval shape of her face was a perfect frame for her large, hazel eyes and full sensual lips. Her skin was smooth and seemed to blend in perfectly with the long golden strands of her hair. The shoulder length straight style suited her, as her neck was long and slim, tapering down to feminine shoulders that were not quite broad enough for the ample proportions of her breasts. The rounded twin mounds stood off her chest like two ripe overgrown peaches, the deep valley between them dark and inviting. Though large, her breasts were youthfully firm and required no support to stand straight out, pointed and proud, and perfect. Her waist was narrow and her belly flat, the smooth flesh topped by the lightest down below her navel which pointed like an arrow to the curving mound up between her inner thighs. She looked sensual, yet innocent as a lamb.

The truth was that she was almost as innocent as a lamb because her full sexual potential had not yet been tapped by anyone, least of all her husband Charlie.

She had met her husband Charlie when she was a 15 year old sophomore in high school and he was a senior. They had continued dating for five years until Charlie had graduated from engineering school at State U and had then married.

Though they had both been born and raised in Chicago, they agreed that they wanted to start their new life in a small town. When Erickson Engineering in the town of Springvale had advertised an engineering position Charlie had interviewed and been accepted for the job.

Both he and Lori were so excited they could hardly wait and when they had found the beautiful old house for sale on Elm Street everything had seemed just perfect.

But in fact, everything was not perfect. As low man on the totem pole, Charlie was being given all the shit jobs that nobody else wanted and as a result he was working 14 hour days six days a week to keep up. By the time he came home at night he was so exhausted he often went straight to bed without even eating.

When she thought about it she realized the she and Charlie has only made love eight times in the three months they had been married and she could feel the frustration and need building in her body. Though raised in a strict church-going environment and still a virgin when she married she had quickly learned to enjoy the feel of Charlie’s cock as he introduced her to the pleasures of sex and now after such a short time it seemed to be gone.

And then one day things changed forever.

Lori was taking the trash can out to the curb for pickup, her mind a thousand miles away as she thought about her situation, when she walked straight into the woman who lived next door.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Lori stammered. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

“That’s OK,” Linda Sampson answered. “My name’s Linda. I guess we’re neighbors and it’s high time we met.”

“Lori Callan,” Lori said as she held out her hand.

“Nice to meet you, Lori. Would you like to come over to the house for a cup of coffee?”

“I’d love to,” said Lori. “I haven’t met anyone from the neighborhood yet and maybe you can tell me about the area.”

“Sure,” said Linda. “Come on, let’s go.”

The two women sat in Linda’s kitchen, chatting and drinking coffee. Then Lori looked up to see a handsome stranger standing in the doorway looking at them.

Linda looked up and said, “Hi sweetheart. This is our new neighbor Lori Callan. Lori, this is my husband Art. He’s a financial adviser and works a lot from home. It’s good to have him handy whenever my urges kick in.”
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Swimming Lessons

My name is Karla and I’m thirty years old and in my second marriage. My new husband David is purchasing a larger sailboat. We intend to do some cruising and he has a lot of free time and we would perhaps go on some lengthy trips.

I had never learned to swim and at my age found myself enrolled in swimming lessons. I’m fine with boats just never learned to swim. The idea is for me to learn at least enough to save myself and the fact I love water helps make it interesting for me.

I was going three times per week to the club where David had a membership that offered afternoon classes and it was sort of nice that most of the people there were ladies. They were almost all much older then me but I knew a lot of them from the various clubs so I was comfortable.

I had bought a couple of semi bikini two piece bathing suits. I modelled them in front of the mirror when I got home and didn’t really care for what first hit my eyes. I have long black hair past my shoulders and of course I have the same below and just a little too much of it was poking out around the edges of that narrow strip style of bottom.

I decided to take care of that right away as my lessons started the next day. I went in the shower and let the water run on me as I soaped my tummy and pubic area until the jet black hair was laying down and almost looked like ringlets. I got a good lather with some soft lotion soap that would be easy on my skin.

I took the razor that I use under my arms, clicked a new blade in it and started around the outer edges. I trimmed from the outside in until it was smooth and there was only a strip left. I shaved between my legs all the way along and worked at getting it even. I was left with a trimmed strip that barely even covered the centre part of my private area.

I turned on the water and used the hand held to flush the bits of hair down the drain and then turned the warm spray on me and rinsed myself. I was a bit tender with slight razor burns. My skin is quite soft so I rubbed the area a bit with a skin lotion and it felt better and I rinsed and used my hand to comb it. The shaving and the touching and looking at myself down there in the mirror got to be a bit erotic.

I found myself going to the lotion soap and lathering the area again. I slid my finger between my legs opening the lips gently so I could rub inside my sensitive slit. The warm water sprayed over my body as I lay back and gently moved my finger until the wicked sexy sensation started. I used two fingers with one on each side of the sensitive little hard spot just touching it gently. When I inserted my middle finger between the soft folds I was again reminded how I was still small and tight there almost like when I was young.
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Lisas Beach Encounter

Lisa had always been the shy type, the kind who would rather sit at home with a good book or video than go out on a Friday night. The kind that was never prone to being spontaneous of taking more chances than was absolutely necessary in life.

And so as she walked down the nude beach, towel in hand, minus all of her clothes, feeling very vulnerable, she wondered what on earth gave her such an idea in the first place. This was the most daring thing she had done since high school, and had only decided to visit this nude beach on her holiday after her best friend gave her a lecture on how she should do more to try an enjoy life, and take a few chances instead of sitting at home on her computer all day, or visiting her local library or sci-fi club.

However, walking down this beach filled with people wearing only their birthday suits, and noticing the glares of men who were finding it hard to keep their bodies under control after seeing her beautiful figure, she had stretched her nerves to the very limit, and she quickly made her way to the south end of the beach and past the rock cliffs, where she had been told by her friend Kelly that few people went, and that Lisa would be safe there is she was feeling too threatened.

She found a spot in the sand under the shade of a rock formation, and settled down on her beach towel with a good book after making sure every inch of her fair skin was well covered with sunscreen. The last thing she wanted was sunburn, especially on her breasts, which she thought would be quite unpleasant, and was not about to find out how it felt for herself.

She stretched out her legs and wiggled the sand out from between her toes, taking a final look around to make sure no one was near before she allowed herself to relax in her naked form.

Lisa hated to admit to herself that the sensation of wearing nothing in a public place was exciting her very much, and she couldn’t help the fact that her nipples were stiffening, and every now and again when a cool sea breeze swept over her skin she felt a tingle between her legs.

It had only been a few minutes before Lisa realized her choice of book for the day was not helping her overcome her excitement. Unfortunately she had only bought one, which was a romance whose descriptive sexual passages were causing a wetness to form between her legs.

Lisa had only ever been in one serious relationship in her life, which ended when she found out the bastard was cheating on her, and she rarely dated. She found comfort in romance novels, and the hope that one day she may find true love and be happy like the characters in her books.

She threw down the book in frustration as she felt a trickle of moisture start to run down her thigh, and resisted the temptation to touch herself, knowing that if she did so she would probably not be able to stop herself from going further, and would not allow herself under any circumstances to masturbate in public.

Instead she turned her attention to the sea, and watched the waves rolling in, hitting the shore and smashing into the sand before being pulled back into the ocean.

It was then the she heard a voice from her right, and jumped in fright, although pleased that she didn’t allow herself to scream, which would have been far more embarrassing.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to startle you” the voice apologized, and Lisa looked up to see a tall, muscular man standing to her right, as naked as she was, with a bronzed body and a large penis, which was now semi erect at the sight of Lisa’s hot body.

“Well you did” she frowned, feeling very self-conscious, and not knowing at all how to deal with the situation.

“I’m sorry,” he said taking a seat on the sand close by her side, too close for her comfort, but what could she do? “I saw you come back here before. Don’t you like people?”
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Finally Creampied

My first creampie all started innocently but first, let me tell you a little about my wife. She is a beautiful woman. She is 37, (I am 38.) she has big brown eyes and long brown hair. Her long legs are what I noticed first about her. She weighs 120 lbs. She also loves to swallow.

One day, while she had been sucking me for a while, I told her to stop or I was going to cum. I must have been leaking precum into her mouth for a while because she would swallow and smile.

She looked up at me, while slowly sucking my cock. She said, “Baby you taste so good. Do you want to taste some?”

I didn’t know what to say. I had never wanted to taste my cum before. I didn’t want to disappoint her now, while she was being so playful. I said, “OK, if you want me too.”

She just smiled and took me deep into her mouth. She started sucking harder and faster. I felt my load build up and I finally I exploded. I felt wave after wave of my hot spunk fill her beautiful mouth. I laid there waiting for what was next.

She crawled up my body. I saw her face. Her lips were all shiny. Her cheeks were billowed out and she had a smile on her face. As she put her lips to mine, she pushed her tongue into my mouth.

I immediately noticed a thick liquid enter my mouth along with her tongue. It was hot and a little salty but it didn’t taste bad. She then opened her mouth all the way and my cum poured across my tongue.

She pulled back from me and asked, “Well, what do you think? What’s the matter, the cat got your tongue?

I couldn’t answer because my mouth was so full of cum. I had to swallow at least twice before I could answer her. She began to laugh.

She said, “You looked so hot when you swallowed that big mouthful of cum. It’s just too bad that the kids will be home soon, or I’d let you eat me. I’m so wet I can feel it.”

The days went by and we didn’t mention it again. We had a busy week. We both worked every day to go away for the weekend. My in-laws were having an anniversary party at the beach and we were joining them there with the kids.

As we drove to the hotel on the beach for the party, my wife would make sure the kids were asleep and start to rub her crotch. By the time we got there I thought I would explode.

When we arrived we went straight to the pool. This didn’t help me any. I was getting hornier and hornier watching my wife in her bikini, as well as all the other ladies at the pool. It had been a week since we last had sex. All the teasing in the car was taking its toll on my cock.
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Jill Becomes a Hot Wife

My name is Randy, my wife is Jill. This story is how we made our lives exciting and probably saved our marriage. We had been married almost 8 yrs now and our sex life was dull at best. Jill was not very open about sex and sometimes she even acted as if it were dirty and disgusting. When I tried to talk about it and give her ideas, to get her to open up a bit, she would get mad and accuse me of not loving her the way she was.

One day she was shopping at the mall and she saw a young woman being followed be several young men. She noticed that every now and then, the girl would stop and bend over or raise a leg or stretch across something. When she did this it would expose the slit between her legs.

My wife, being just a little naive, confronted the young lady and said, “every time you bend over, your female parts are being exposed to all.” The young girl replied, “That is the whole idea.”

Jill was astonished and asked, “What do you mean, you are doing that on purpose.”

The girl responded, “It makes me hot to know other men are looking at me.”

Jill just stood there for a few minutes and thought about it. At first she thought, how can anyone be turned on by something like that? But as she was thinking about it she felt her pussy starting to get wet as it started to throb. Not something she was familiar with.

Now Jill was a very attractive woman in her mid thirties. She was tall with very long legs. Her breasts were large and shapely. Her only problem was she was so conservative about her body. Even though she kept her body hidden she still turned a lot of heads.

Jill started following this girl around the mall and watched. The more she watched the hotter she became. She found herself getting so worked up watching the young men watched the girl expose herself, that she had to leave and go home.

Luckily for me I was home when she arrived. She had hardly set her purse down when she said, “I want you to fuck me right now” and she headed to the bedroom. She did not have to ask me twice, although I did think it was a bit out of character for her. But I was not going to complain. I walked into the bedroom and she was already naked as she grabbed me by the belt and pulled me to the bed. She undid my pants and threw them to the floor. She grabbed my hard cock, with eager force, and shoved it in her mouth.

I could not believe how she was acting, but I liked it, it was so exciting I could not hold back as I exploded into her mouth. She sucked every last drop from my cock, which was a first for her, she always said it was gross and would make her vomit.

She then grabbed my head and shoved it between her legs and began fucking my face with her wet pussy. I had never seen her so wet. Within a few minutes of my tongue licking up and down her dripping wet slit, she shot her sweet juices into my waiting mouth.
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Cute Wife Gets It

I have to share this experience. I have always been turned on by the idea of wife sharing. My wife is very cute and small, and for some reason I am turned on when men give her that look. We expected these thoughts and ideas to remain fantasy.

Tabbi was asked to dance once at a bachelor party. She of course refused, but I think it flattered her. She certainly made me hard when she told me about the proposal. We have teased with the idea since, but she always said that she could not do anything like that.

Older men around the yacht club are always flirting with her. She dismisses this as cute and flattering. They are always polite and respectful as they shoot compliments at her. She thinks they are only only being nice. This is true, but she does not know about a particular serious offer from one older gentleman in his early sixties. He offered a nice sum if she would simply spend a little time on his boat and entertain him privately. He only wanted her parading around in a swimsuit for a little while. I wanted her to do it for free, but I did not expect her to do it. She was always too modest publicly.

She is thirty years old, five feet, and 101 pounds. Therefore, everyone thinks she is even younger. Her bottom has a great shape that anyone can’t help but to notice. She keeps her toes perfectly painted and her pussy almost completely shaved during the summer. This makes swimsuits say you need to fuck me.

Other than a little fantasy about what if she had danced at the bachelor party, I always assumed that she would never go through with anything sexual outside of our marriage except maybe a little teasing. She has teased a little when she was in the mood, but I never say any indications that she would ever do anything more

She enjoys posing for me to take sexy pictures. These were usually tasteful nudes and never pornographic. We finally decided to have a professional photographer do a shoot with her in our home. I was a little surprised but extremely excited about someone seeing her completely nude. I was hoping that she did not get too shy and not totally get nude for these pictures.

They took several pictures with her half covered before she warmed up and uncovered completely. She knew this was turning me on along with the photographer. He kept touching her to pose and position her. It soon became obvious that he was taking advantage of the opportunity to touch her. I was suggesting certain things so he knew that I didn’t mind and that I as turned on by it all.
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The Party House

I had heard stories about secret, underground parties held at a house off campus. Supposedly, they were the wildest parties you could imagine. According to the rumors, there was all kinds of crazy stuff going on there.

I was very curious to find out first hand.

One day I heard through the grapevine that one of these parties was going down that weekend. I had to be there! The only problem was I had no idea if it was true, or if they’d even let strangers in.

Well, I figured there was only one way to find out. I decided I’d have the best chance to get in if I looked sexy. I put on my tightest pair of jeans. They were cut so low that you’d be able to see my pubic hair if I didn’t shave myself nearly bald. I also wore a tight, skimpy tank top that barely held my braless 36C breasts. If I bent over, they just about spilled out the top.

I finished my hair and makeup and looked in the mirror. I thought I looked damn good. Good enough that any guy would probably let me into the party.

I got to the house and saw a few cars. The driveway was long, and the house was set back from the road, so I couldn’t see what was going on. As I walked up the driveway I heard music playing and figured it was the right place.

I was a little nervous, but went and knocked on the door anyway, not sure what I’d say when it was answered.

“Damn, hello sexy!” said the handsome guy that quickly opened the door and stepped outside closing it behind him as he checked out my body, obviously focusing on my breasts.

He was tall, probably 6’2″ or so and looked like he had a great body. His facial features were incredible. He had a strong jaw line, great lips, and beautiful blue eyes. And he had very trendy, longish shaggy hair.

“Hello sexy yourself,” I answered.

“So you want to get into our party?” he asked

“Absolutely,” I smiled. “I hear they’re the best parties around campus!”

“Yeah, they definitely are,” he laughed. “But do you know what our parties are like?”

“Well, I heard they’re pretty wild, but I don’t know anything else,” I told him.

“You’re gonna have to prove that you’re ready for our kind of party before I let you in.” he said with a wicked grin.

“How do I do that?” I asked with genuine curiosity.

Without saying another word, he undid he belt and dropped his jeans and boxers to the ground, exposing a beautiful, meaty, perfectly shaved cock and balls.
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Private Party

I’ve had some memorable experiences at some house parties, but none can really compare to one that happened a few years ago. The lesson is this: don’t be afraid to let the night take you where it will.

A casual friend at work told me that he was having a party at his house that Saturday. It was nothing fancy: just a few dozen friends getting together to have drinks, listen to loud music, perhaps dance a bit, and hang out by his pool.

The offer was made early in the week and sounded good. By the time Friday rolled around, however, I was beat. I thought I’d spend the weekend catching some much-needed Z’s and watching baseball.

But my wife would have none of that. I’d told her about the party earlier on when I’d gotten the invite. Renee said I could sleep in on Saturday morning, but that night I’d better be ready to take her out for some fun.

I could definitely see her side of things, so I sucked it up. I took a quick shower to reinvigorate myself and threw on some fresh clothes. Beginning to catch my second wind, I actually started to look forward to some socializing on the drive over.

Upon arriving, my work friend Ray poured us drinks and introduced us around to some of the other people at the party. As we talked and mingled, Renee and I got separated for awhile. No matter. We’re not the type of couple who needs to cling to each other at a party.

We’d catch each other’s eyes from time to time as we moved in and out of different small groups of people. I’d smile and she’d smile back and wink. After a couple of hours, I felt a tug on my arm. Renee extracted me from a conversation I was having with another couple and pulled me aside.

She was a little bit flushed and obviously tipsy. She explained to me how she’d just been in the kitchen having a conversation with a tall good-looking guy named James. I recognized the name as that of another co-worker. Renee went on to tell me how James had been shamelessly flirting with her and how she’d gotten a little turned on by his suggestive talk. She told me she was ready to go home and have a little “one-on-one” time.
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Locker Room Fun

She came back into the locker for the third time in about 5 minutes. I wondered if she had lost something – but she did not appear to be looking for something she looked like she was searching for someone. I had just put the last of my clothes in my locker and grabbed my towel, when my hair clip fell on the floor. I bent over to pick it and flipped my long blonde hair forward and twisted it quickly.

I heard a soft whistle from behind me and glanced over my shoulder to see what the fuss was all about. With my hands still clipping my hair high up on my head so that I could slip a bathing cap over it, I saw the woman that had been searching the locker room was now staring at me.

She was an elegant looking woman about 30, with shoulder length ebony hair. Her skin was a creamy complexion; it almost glowed under the lights. The navy blue bikini hugged her like a lovers touch. Her green eyes were sparkling as she glanced over my body from head to toe.

“Can I help you”, I asked trying to break the tension that had settled in the air between us.

“I certainly hope so. I seemed to have lost my cell phone. I was hoping my friend was still in here and that she could help me find it, but she has left.” The shapely woman said in a husky voice. “My name is Sarah.” She said as she extended her hand to me.

“Kelly.” I replied and shook her hand.

“Are you here for the therapy pool or the lap pool?” Sarah inquired.

“I always start with the lap pool then the head over to the therapy pool and finish in the hot tub.”

“Same her, but there is a birthday party going on in the lap pool. One of the physical therapist’s 8 year old daughter has about 30 of her closest friends in there. They have the pool for another 30 minutes One of the perks of working here I guess.”

“If you need to use my phone, here it is.” I reached into my locker grabbed it. I held it out to her.

“Thanks.” Sarah took my cell and dialed in a number. The phone beeped once, Sarah glanced down at the screen and it showed no service. “Damn, no signal. Do you mind if I head out to the hallway make the call?”

“No, I don’t mind. Give me a second and I will go with you.” I said as I shut the locker and grabbed up my towel.
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Sweet and Innocent Amy

It was “girls night out” and Amy really needed to get out with her friends and let off some steam. Work was driving her nuts and she hadn’t just cut loose and relaxed in months. She dressed pretty casual, but still sexy. She had on her red silk low cut top that really showed off her great 36c tits. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her long blond hair was pulled up into a high ponytail. Her make up was flawless, and her red lipstick perfectly matched her shirt. Although she as just wearing jeans, they were tight and her ass really filled them out. The lace of her black thong just barely showed over the top of her jeans. She put on her wedding ring, diamond earrings that matched, along with a matching diamond solitaire necklace. She wasn’t dressed to thrill, but she couldn’t help but look hot.

“Where are you off to dressed like that?” Her husband Steve asked.

“I’m going to go out with the girls, and blow off a little steam, work’s really sucked lately and I deserve it.” Amy casually replied.

“A little steam, huh? If I didn’t know better I’d say you look like your going out to get laid.” Steve said jokingly.

“Me?… I could never do that.” Amy said shyly.

“I don’t know, look at how you’re dressed, you’re lookin’ pretty hot..”

” Well….I ..Uh” she paused.

“Too bad.. I’d have to give you such a spanking for being such a bad little girl…” He said playfully.

“Mmm…you’d like that wouldn’t you?”

The words rolled off her tongue suggestively. Amy and Steve were very much in love. They had been married for five years, and Amy, although very sexually free at home, was incredibly faithful and quite shy away from her man. They had both fantasized about her having wild nights of sex with strangers, and although she wanted to try it, she was too shy to ever think about making it a reality. Her pussy began to get a little moist just thinking about.

“We’ll just have to see how the night plays out” She said playfully as she let her hand brush up against Steve’s cock.

He kissed her deeply and played with her tits through her shirt. This made her nipples stick out and show through her silky top.

“Now stop it, you wouldn’t want to ruin my make up for the other boys, …now would you.” She purred.

When her friends got to her house, she kissed Steve goodnight and said’ ” I’ll be back shortly after the bar closes.”

He walked her out to the car and they waved to each other as the car drove off. His mind raced with excitement, although, they both knew that she couldn’t do it. Steve just walked back into the house, grabbed a beer, and settled in for the night.
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Chloes First Black Dick

This is the story of the first time my wife Chloe was fucked by a black man. Unfortunately, I did not get to witness her first time other than in my imagination. This all happened when she was about 25 years old, and we had only been married for a year. My wife is now 37, 5’5″, 140 lbs., nice big titties with big, pink nipples, blonde hair, brown eyes, and lightly-freckled, pale white skin. I’ve watched her take many black dicks over the years, but there is something about this story that really gets me off. She sometimes will tell me this story while we’re fucking… it is guaranteed to get me off every time. She normally cums all over my dick while telling it, too.

Here is how she tells the story of taking her first black dick:

I was in Atlanta for a conference related to my job. We had several workshops, and in one of them I met Harold. He was 6’8″ of big, muscular, bald headed man with smooth, dark, black skin.

After the workshop, we all were just hanging out in the hotel. I’d noticed Harold eyeing my big tits all day, and when he came into the bar of the hotel, he was wearing some loose sweats. I could see his big dick through his pants, just hanging down, and even through his sweatpants I could tell he had, by far, the biggest dick I’d ever seen. I had always heard that black men were hung, but this monster in his pants was making my pussy ooze and twitch.

Well, you already know that I got fucked by some pretty big dicks before I met you, and I had been missing that full feeling for so long as I remained faithful to you, but just seeing that monster weakened my resolve and I knew I’d be breaking our marriage vows that night. I wondered what such a huge dick would feel like stretching my tight hole open. I wondered if I would even be able to take it. I knew it was wrong. I knew I’d be cheating on you, but I decided right then I was going to find out.

He was flirting with me, just making long eye contact and suggestive comments. I immediately took the hint when he said his back was tense. I suggested he could use a massage, and offered to come to his room and give him one. He grinned… I’m sure he knew right then that I was going to let him fuck me.
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Nerd Pity Fuck

Kiara had been around the Uni campus quite a lot in the past 2 weeks. She, along with a thousand or so others, had just begun their higher education in their various courses.

But the subjects weren’t what Kiara remembered most. On the first day, she had sex in the toilets – and it came to a shock for her to who it was. Thomas was in her grade at school, and the two had never even flirted before, but he tricked Kiara that day. Thinking it was someone else, Kiara freely went with the flow as Thomas got a blowjob and a fuck from her!

Since then she had skipped a couple of her classes to catch up with Thomas for a quickie – it was like a ‘friends-with-benefits’ situation. But today she decided to go to the lecture instead. Walking up to the main hall where the lecture was to be held, Kiara realised she was almost half an hour early. She looked around to see if any of her fellow peers were waiting at the hall also.

Kiara spotted Marvin, a guy in her class, sitting at a table nearby. He was a short and skinny kid, and like any nerd, was as white as a ghost and had big glasses. Obviously, he wasn’t the chick magnet, and it seemed like he didn’t care that he wasn’t.

He was vigorously reading a textbook, secluded from society as his eyes raced through the fictional text. Kiara giggled to herself, kind of disgust but also in pity for him. She was a nice girl and didn’t like people to be left out, so she went and sat right next to Marvin at the table.

“Hey, Marv,” she said.

“It’s Marvin,” he retorted, his eyes still glued on the page. But just seconds later, his eyes stopped scanning through the words as he realized what was happening. He looked up to Kiara as she sat there smiling at him.

“Wow, you’ve stopped reading,” Kiara joked. Marvin laughed nervously, blushing as his body was inches away from a girl’s. He couldn’t help his eyes from scanning her body up and down, her tight shirt pressing hard against the firm breasts that lay beneath.

Kiara watched as Marvin looked her up and down rather creepily.

“Sorry,” he laughed nervously again, stopping his eyes from searching her body even more.

“That’s okay,” Kiara laughed as she watched Marvin go back to reading, a smile clearly across his face. She leaned over to read what he was, and could feel Marvin become uncomfortable. Kiara was basically flirting with him at this stage! Why and how it came about, she didn’t know…
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Sisters Forever

“Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!”

Ashley groaned and buried her face in her pillow as she screamed that phrase for the hundredth time. “Why can’t they just give me some peace?” she cried and wrapped the silken pillow around her head and kicked her long legs up and down on the bed in a frustrated tantrum. But as the loud music and laughter drifted upstairs from the sorority party on the first floor, Ashley sighed and admitted that this discomfort is what she deserved.

Ashley was a sophomore at the local university, not far from her home in Massachusetts. During her freshman year, she lived in the dorms, but had decided to join one of the university sororities. Ashley had rushed for the Tri Kappa Sigma sorority as a freshman, and after several grueling weeks of hazing and serving the established sisters, she was finally accepted and welcomed. As a member of the sorority, Ashley gained all the privileges of a sister, including the option of moving out of the dorms and into the off-campus sorority house as a freshman, before any of the other students were allowed to move off-campus. However, Ashley wasn’t so sure she could handle living with her numerous sisters, whose parties had become the stuff of legend around the campus.

Ashley was an academic-minded girl, attending the university due to a full academic scholarship, and she knew full well just how hard it would be to maintain the required 3.60 or higher GPA to keep that scholarship while living in the dorms, much less at the sorority house. So Ashley declined and finished out her freshman year in the dorms. However, upon returning to school this September for her sophomore year, Ashley was convinced by her best friend and sorority sister, Kali, to move into the sorority house. Now, on this particular night, as the music sounded louder than ever before, Ashley really regretted her decision.

It was balmy September night in the beginning of the semester. One of those last lingering days of summer that just would not relent in its hot discomfort. Ashley rolled over onto her back and kicked the sheet off her body in hot frustration. Ashley was an attractive young woman, 19 with shoulder length strawberry blonde hair and light brown eyes. She was in decent shape with small 32B perky breasts, although some would call her a little lanky for her 5’10″ frame. Ashley tried to get comfortable, but the heat of the night was just too much to bear. Even with her two windows wide open and dressed in just a simple black bra and panties, this last summer night would not let go of its discomfort.

A soft knock sounded on her door, almost too soft to hear over the din of the party below. “What!?” Ashley called out in an irritated voice.

The door opened to reveal the form of her friend Kali dressed in a long white robe, who entered in a shy fashion and closed the door behind her. Kali was a beautiful young woman, at 20 a year older than Ashley, the two had met during Ashley’s first weeks as a pledge and instantly became the best of friends. Kali had long blonde hair that wasn’t the type of hair that simply fell down to her shoulders. Kali’s hair was “full”, as Ashley called it, framing her clear, smooth face and wonderful brown eyes. Kali smiled a little and walked over to sit next to Ashley on the bed.
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Horny Hotel

Allow me to introduce myself. I am John Rayn, 34 year old vice chairman of Sabre Construction Industries. I am staying at the Ramada Grand Jarvis Hotel in Leicester on a business trip. It is a nice hotel room with a double bed and a view onto the inner courtyard of the hotel, away from the traffic. My 29 year old secretary is with me in the room across the hall to take dictation and deal with my paperwork. My business concluded for the day I pour myself a drink from the mini-bar and sit down in the arm chair. Switching on the TV I get the usual load of rubbish programs. My gaze wanders around the room, clean and impersonal, and falls on the window. I look out across the darkening courtyard at the brightly lit rooms on the other side. In one window a sexy blonde young co-ed is looking out too, just about to close her curtains. She spots me and blows me a kiss before stripping off her t-shirt to reveal a nice C-cup chest encased in a multi-colored bikini. My cock stirs in my pants at the sight of her taut, smooth body and she waves at me, closing the curtains. I linger in the window for a few seconds, my penis stirring as thoughts cross my mind.

Shaking my head, I start to unbutton my shirt, stripping it off to reveal my well-muscled chest. Leaving it draped over the back of the chair I head into the en-suite to have a shower.

The warm jets hit my body and caress their way down my skin and I feel my muscles relax. I detach the shower head and use it to wash all over, enjoying the feel of the water tickling me. I find my mind returning to the sexy student in the room across the courtyard and I think about how I’d love to play with her tits, squeezing and caressing them, pulling and teasing at her nipples. It has been so long since I last had sex and I didn’t give in to pleasuring myself very often either. The thoughts of the co-ed, however, were enough to rouse me and now here I was, thinking about her kneeling in front of me naked, sucking my cock. I let the shower jets play between my legs, caressing my balls and up the length of my shaft. This brought me erect and I watched the water drip off my 9 inch erect penis.

Trying to forget about it I got out and toweled myself vigorously, allowing my erection to subside. Pulling on the bathrobe I went back into the room with my drink in hand. I settled down, as before, in the armchair and looked out into the night sky. Most of the rooms across the way were darkened by drawn curtains, but from one the light shone unobstructed. I realized with a shock that it might be the student as it was near where her room had been. I scooted the armchair closer to the window to look out. What I saw shocked my dick awake again. I saw the co-ed and another girl, a brunette, wearing only their bikinis, pillow fighting. I watched their pert breasts jiggle as they swung the big soft pillows at each other, jumping up and down on the bed.

One of the pillows burst and Emma fell down on the bed laughing amidst a snowstorm of feathers. Courtney fell down next to her and whacked her one last time with her still intact pillow. Emma glanced out of the window and saw the fit guy she’d seen earlier looking out of his window. He had changed into a bathrobe which was lying slightly open to reveal his tanned and well-muscled chest. With a start she realized that he was watching her and Courtney quite intently and her nipples came erect.

“What are you thinking about?” Courtney asked

“You remember that guy I was flirting with earlier?”

“Yes”

“Well, don’t look, but he’s looking at us right now. I think he was enjoying seeing us have a pillow fight.”

“Oh my god,” Courtney gasped, “that’s so hot!” She glanced out briefly. “Holy shit! He is pretty fit! Do you think he’d like me doing this?” Courtney looked at Emma and started to caress her own breast.

“He’s still looking pretty closely. I think we should give him a good display, tease him until he cums all over the nice clean carpets.”

“Oh my god, it makes me horny just thinking about it. Feel how wet my pussy is.”
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Vegas With a Naughty Client

In the world of interior design it’s mostly women and gay men as clients; being a young, single guy definitely has its benefits. This one started with work-related phone calls but quickly lead to her drunk dials and my naughty texts. We had met in passing once before, at a tradeshow, but I could hardly remember who she was. But as the texts turned into emails and naughty became downright dirty, I knew that we had to meet again.

I was headed to Vegas for yet another show and had planned to spend a few days with some friends before work began. But jobs and girlfriends caused them to back out and I saw my chance. I invited her to Vegas and knew she’d accept…after reading about so many of the naughty things she wanted to do to me, it was worth the risk to see if she was bluffing. Through our naughty email exchanges she had bragged about her oral prowess and her flexibility but it was her lust for anal that I couldn’t shake out of my mind. She wanted her ass fingered, licked, and downright fucked. She wanted to be dirtier than she had ever been and she wanted to do it with me. I couldn’t wait.

We met at The Hotel, one of the nicer, more modern Vegas giants. I got to there before her and showered, shaved, and groomed. The bathtub was big enough for 4 and I figured we’d make good use of it later. I tried my best to relax but the anticipation was relentless. When she finally knocked on the door, I was pleasantly surprised by her appearance. She looked better than I had vaguely remembered. But there wasn’t much time to appreciate her, she was dripping and I was ready for her.

She threw me down onto the bed and mashed her lips against mine. She had channeled her nerves into passion and her lust was palpable. She looked at me with a grin and began to unzip my jeans. My cock sprang to life and she softly took it into her hand. She started her tongue at the base of my cock and slowly licked me from base to tip. Her tongue was so wet and warm and I could feel her breathe against me. She engulfed my entire cock in one quick swoop and started milking me with her throat as she tickled her tongue against the base of my cock. Damn, this girl had talent. I had been hard since the moment I boarded my plane that morning so it didn’t take her long to make me cum. She quickened her pace and began sucking on my length harder. I looked her in the eye and told her I was ready to explode, she blew me as fast and hard as she could until I finally blasted my load down her throat. I smiled, so did she, this was going to be a fun weekend.

I crawled between her legs to repay her efforts. She was freshly shaven for the occasion and tasted sweet. I teased her, kissing her inner thighs and breathing and lightly grazing her clit. When I slowly licked the entire length of her slit she gasped and I pressed my flat tongue directly against her sex. Her moan made me hard again. My soft licked increased in tempo and strength with her moans, I felt her writhe and push against my tongue. I licked harder and deeper as I felt her begin to shake. As she started to come she lifted her hips off the bed…I knew she was silently asking me to give her little asshole attention.

I wet my thumb in her dripping pussy and as I took her engorged clit between my lips I slowly started circling her asshole with my thumb. The resulting response was unlike anything I had ever seen…I had released the animal within her. She groaned and grunted and tried to push my thumb deep into her ass. But I wasn’t done teasing her and knew that I’d be enjoying her ass soon enough. I laughed at her desire and told her we’d continue our fun late.

Once she had recovered enough we decided to throw on some clothes and grab a few drinks at the lobby bar. I ordered a beer, she asked for a Long Island iced tea and 4 Patron silver shots. She was not fooling around. We each took two shots, then two more. The conversation was easier than I had feared it would be and the booze started to really loosen us up. She began to stroke my cock back to life through my jeans. Once I was once again rock hard she looked me in the eye and asked if I was ready to be dirty. Her smile meant she definitely wasn’t bluffing.
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From Married Friend To Knocked Up Lover

When I first met Emily I have to admit that I thought about sliding my cock inside her married pussy. She is a 5′ 5″, short haired redhead, 31 years old with blue eyes and milk white skin. She is soft featured with very nice curves. She possesses a polished professional look with a soccer mom sensibility.

I decided early on that I would behave since she had a young son and enough issues with her marriage. In fairly short order we became good friends. We regularly talked and exchanged e-mail. I offered advice and an ear when she shared her family troubles.

We had been friends for more than six months exchanging nothing more than a hug.

One evening while texting her comments and questions turned to sexual nature. I entered this conversation cautiously at first but was soon texting her explicitly with what I wanted to do to her.

I heard a knock on my door. I was shocked when I opened the door and Emily stood before me.

She moved towards me, embraced me and whispered in my ear “do u want to fuck me?”

My cock was already throbbing from our texts and I emphatically answered “yes!”

She told me that she had never cheated on her husband before and implored me “please make it worth it!”

Quickly closing the door I assured Emily “you won’t be disappointed.”

I immediately began to kiss Emily deeply exploring her mouth.

When we broke from the kiss she said to me “your bed”.

I took her hand and led her into my bedroom. I pushed her down on the bed, climbed over top of her and began to kiss her again. I licked and sucked on her ears and neck. Emily began to lightly moan as I explored her with my tongue.

I pulled at her shirt prompting her to remove it. Once off I saw more of her glorious white skin contrasted by her black lacy bra.

I continued with her neck and shoulders while sliding my fingers under her bra cups gently squeezing her erect nipples.

I reached under her and popped the hook on her bra. She got the idea and pulled her bra off casting it to the floor.

Her creamy ample breasts are adorned with big red nipples. I immediately took both breasts in my hands and began to caress them. My mouth was drawn to her luscious nipples. I took one of her sanguine nipples in my mouth and began to suck. Emily devilishly smiled. I took my time and thoroughly enjoyed Emily’s tits.

My tongue began to wander south as I gently licked and nibbled on her belly. I started to unfasten her jeans. I stood and tugged at the pant legs pulling free her jeans to the floor. I was blessed to see even more of Emily’s milky flesh again contrasted by her lacy black panties.

I placed a pillow underneath Emily’s lower back. I spread her legs and began to lick her creamy inner thighs. I could smell the musk of Emily’s pussy and see that her panties were moist. I gently caressed her through her panties as my nose filled with the glorious aroma of her sex. My cock throbbed!

I stood again closing her legs and pulling her panties from her. Once free of her panties Emily spread her legs exposing her beautiful bare crimson pussy. My cock twitched as I beheld Emily’s big juicy labia and absolutely huge clit. I hungrily dove in as my cock pulsated.

As soon as I took the first taste of Emily she encouraged me “oh yes… lick me!”

I explored Emily taking her lips in my mouth, running my tongue under her fat swollen clit, pushing my tongue inside her cunt and licking her pretty little ass. I thoroughly sampled her flesh.

I moved back to Emily’s fat clit. I pulled back her clit hood with my left hand and began to gently lick. Emily immediately moaned as she placed a hand on my head. I placed two fingers of my right hand at the opening of her fuck hole and easily slid them inside her hot wet cunt.

I continued to tease Emily’s clit and finger fuck her pussy. I could hear her breathing change and her moans grow louder. She, now with both hands, took handfuls of my hair and began to grind her clit into my mouth.

She, through a panting labored voice, said to me “you’re gonna make me cum!”

Emily’s body tensed up. She let out a deafening moan as her little body shuddered in orgasmic waves.

She pulled me away from her clit muttering “too sensitive, too sensitive”.

After a brief pause she smiled at me ear to ear and ordered “on your back… I want you inside me!”

I quickly obliged rolling to my back with my cock pointed sky ward. She shakily straddled me grabbing a hold of my cock. The head of my cock was soaked with precum. Emily rubbed me on her folds of flesh before positioning her hole above my cock. She began to push down. Her wet cunt quickly acquiesced to my girth. Emily gasped as she took my length.

So many thoughts swirled through my head at this moment. I thought about how good her fat labia looked enveloping my cock. I thought about how good it felt to be inside of her. I thought about how lucky I was to have a hot redhead riding my cock. Then as she placed her hands on my chest I saw her wedding ring. I thought about the taboo I had just broken about having my bare cock inside another man’s wife.

Emily went from taking full strokes on my cock to rocking on me while grinding her clit. Her breathing began to hasten. I took hold of her hands in mine. Feeling her wedding ring again reminded me I was violating married pussy. The thought made my cock throb even harder inside Emily.

I asked Emily “are you gonna cum on my cock?”

She replied “oh yes I am”.

She was frantically grinding on me as I told her “you’re my fuck slut and you need to cream my cock!”

Emily let out another deafening moan as her body trembled. I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting around my cock. Her already wet pussy began to flow as I felt her juices dribbling down on my balls.

After a brief cool down Emily began to ride me with full strokes again. My bare cock was completely coated with her juices. I could see her wetness glistening on my shaft as her folds of woman flesh rose along my length.

I nearly exploded inside her when she told me “I want to make you cum, cum inside me… inside my pussy!”

The thought of inseminating another man’s wife thrilled me. This was a taboo I wanted to break but Emily had told me on several occasions that she was not on the pill.

I delayed by saying “so u think just ’cause you’re a hot little redheaded fuck slut you’re gonna make me cum quick? I wanna keep you on my cock for a long time! You’re gonna have to work for it!”

She growled at me “I’m gonna make you cum with my pussy!” as she pounded me harder and faster.

While it was true that I wanted Emily to ride my cock forever I was very close to cumming.

Emily is so fucking hot and her pussy was sending me into absolute ecstasy.

“Oh no” I thought, “I can’t hold back any longer!”

My muscles began to tighten. Emily recognized that I was about to pop and she said “give me all of your hot cum!”

At that moment my cock began to spasm. I briefly panicked thinking “oh no! I’m cumming inside Emily’s unprotected and married pussy!”

I jetted off bursts of hot sticky cum inside Emily. She took my cock balls deep and rocked on me. Emily was giving me the most intense orgasm of my life!

When my orgasm had subsided Emily, with my half hard cock still inside of her, began to kiss me deeply.

She then whispered in my ear “I want you to fuck me again”.

I thought “well the damage is done”.

She moved away from me allowing for my glazed cock to fall from her cum dripping pussy. She took my cock in her left hand and my balls in her right.

Emily began to stroke and massage me as she said “you’re still pretty hard. I bet you could fuck me right now. I’ll get u rock hard first though”.

I again was reminded of her wedding vows as I felt her ring on my cock. I looked down at her stroking me and saw that my cum was on her wedding ring.

I thought “what an appropriate metaphor for what I just did to Emily”.

Emily went from stroking me to sucking me. She lapped up every bit of our juices from my cock and balls. In the process she returned me to fully erect.

At this point my lust for Emily had superseded all other concerns.

When she was satisfied that I was firm enough she moved up and began to kiss me deeply. I could taste our sex on her lips. My cock throbbed.

She stopped to ask me “do you like how our juices taste mixed together?”

My cock pulsated again at the question. I responded “oh yes! In fact I must have your clit in my mouth again!”

Emily smiled and rolled over placing a pillow under her lower back. She spread her legs and I saw my cum seeping from her engorged red pussy. I eagerly took her glazed clit in my mouth. I licked her up and down from ass to clit. My cock twitched with anticipation of sliding inside her pussy again. Finally I could wait no longer and I brought the head of my cock to the opening of her cunt.

I asked Emily “are you ready?”

She responded by grabbing my ass, pulling me inside her and saying “just give me your cock!”

As I entered Emily my cock displaced even more of my cum.

As I fucked Emily she demanded “harder… faster”.

I looked into Emily’s pretty blue eyes as I took a hold of the head board and railed her. I pounded Emily for a long time. Crashing into her was beginning to hurt but we were so caught up in passion neither of us cared. I was thoroughly using Emily’s married pussy. I could feel my orgasm nearing.

I warned Emily “I’m gonna cum inside of you again!”

Emily feverishly responded “give it to me deep!”

I obliged as I pulled myself deep inside of Emily leveraging myself with the head board. I exploded deep inside Emily again. Wave after wave of my seed flooding her flesh. I was sure I coated her cervix! I collapsed only then realizing then that sweat was gripping from me, my heart was racing and I was out of breath!

I asked Emily “was it worth it?”

She in a sultry voice responded “I had no idea it could ever be that good!”

Emily and I got cleaned up and dressed. She said she really had to be going and hoped I understood why.

I walked her to her car where after a kiss and a hug she whispered in my ear “thank you”.

As she drove off I thought “I am sending Emily back to her husband bare backed, creamed, and with my cum seeping from her pussy… I wonder if I got her pregnant?”

The Massage

I have been hinting around to Julie my wife, that I would like to see another man, massaging her and playing with her body as I watched.

I finally asked her one night as we were laying in bed, “Would you like to get an erotic massage from another man as I watch?”.

Julie hesitantly said, ” Yes.”

I casually mentioned one day at work with a co-worker that we were looking for a masseuse to give my wife a massage. My co-worker said that he knew of one he and his wife use from time to time, and that he satisfies his wife in every way imaginable.

I called the masseuse one day, talked with him for several minutes and decided to make an appointment with him to give my wife Julie a erotic massage.

One night while Julie and I were in bed I told her, ” I had found someone to give her a massage and I think that you will enjoy it.” I told her, “I have him scheduled to give you a massage on Saturday night.”

Julie said, “Are you sure about this?”

I said, “Yes I am , I have talked with him and he seems like a nice guy.”

Saturday finally arrived. I could tell that Julie was excited.

She kept asking me,” What he was like?”

I kept telling her, “It’s a surprise.”

I took my wife out to our favorite Italian restaurant, and we both had her have a few drinks with our meal. I had arranged it to where this masseuse that I had found would come over to our house after we got back from our night out on the town.

Julie and I came home from our night out, it was about 7:00pm. We both took a hot shower and waited for him to arrive. After 20 minutes we heard a knock at the door. I answered the door.

Julie called from the bedroom , “Come here would you please?”

I asked Scott to come in, and excused myself and went to see what Julie wanted.

Julie said “I would like it much better if I had massage in the soft bed rather than the hard massage table that he has brought.”

I told Scott, “Julie would prefer her massage on the bed rather than his table.”

Scott said, “No problem, I several clients that like to be massaged on the bed rather than the table.”

Julie excused herself to the bathroom before Scott could see her. Scott went into the bedroom and spread a blanket on the bed and told me to get Julie ready for her massage by having her remove all her clothing, and to have her lie face down on the bed .

Scott excused himself to the kitchen to get his oils that he had brought warmed up.

Julie emerged from the bathroom looking nervous.

I told Julie, “There is nothing to worry about. I had checked this guy out and he is not any threat.” It seemed to put her mind at ease.

Once in the bedroom, I helped Julie out of her robe and had her lay on the bed cross ways so that Scott could get to her body better. Julie had really gotten a little to tipsy from the drinks that she had earlier, but was ok.

I said ” I am going to help with your massage tonight, so just relax and enjoy your massage.”
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The Swimsuit

Heather felt very sexy as she walked onto the stage. She knew how the swimsuit flattered her small figure. The black maillot with its thin straps highlighted her svelte figure. She looked good. She knew she looked good, and the smiling faces of the audience validated her feeling. Men and women found her attractive. She took her position by the auctioneer and smiled.

“Heather is wearing a black, Lycra maillot,” the auctioneer said. “You can see how it fits a fine figure. Who will start the bidding?”

When Marsha asked Heather to be part of the charity swimsuit auction, Heather had been reluctant. She wasn’t a professional model, and although she kept in shape she wasn’t sure of herself. She didn’t think she had the confidence to pull off the auction. When she saw the room filled with women and a few men, her heart beat fast. What if they didn’t like her? What if they didn’t like her figure? What if she tripped or something? Could she make herself smile and parade like a real model? If Marsha hadn’t bolstered Heather’s ego just before she took the stage, Heather might have walked out.

Instead, she stood by the auctioneer, and she felt good about herself. No, she wasn’t the most gorgeous woman in the auction, but she was far from the least attractive. Her petite figure and long, dark hair made a nice picture for the bidders.

“Fifty dollars,” a woman said.

Heather smiled.

“Sixty,” another voice cried.

“Seventy.”

“Eighty.”

Heather beamed. When she took the stage, she thought $50 would be more than adequate, and here they were at $90 and climbing. She couldn’t believe a swimsuit auction could make her feel so desirable.

He stood up. He was tall with dark hair and dark eyes, and a smile pranced across his handsome face. Nice shoulders, slim hips, he presented a nice package. He smiled at Heather and nodded.

“One thousand dollars,” the man said.

The room noise died. Everyone turned and stared. The auctioneer gaped. The man smiled at Heather, locking eyes with her, and she knew something about him sang to her. What? What connection was there? She could feel something, a sort of tug at her soul, a bond. What?! He looked neither left nor right but only at her. Heather’s heart seemed to flutter. Why was he looking at her that way? She felt a little weak, as if some energy had been siphoned off by his stare. God, what kind of man was he?

“One t…thousand once,” the auctioneer said. “One thousand twice….sold!” The gavel smacked the podium.

For a moment, Heather couldn’t move. She was mesmerized by his face, his eyes, his power. She could almost feel his will lock onto her, his purpose inundate her like some huge psychic wave. WHAT?! A voice seemed to whisper inside her brain, but she couldn’t make out the words. She could almost hear them…soft, breathy words, words of need and yearning. If she could listen…

“Thank you, Heather,” the auctioneer said.

Heather broke eye contact with the strange bidder, and the whispers faded. With a last glance at him, she skipped off the stage.

Heather had changed into jeans and sweater and was sipping a Coke when she tried to examine what had happened on stage. What had happened? She remembered a warm glow deep inside and the whispers in her brain, and a feeling of desire and fear snaking through her body. It was the eeriest feeling she had ever experienced, and yet it was completely pleasurable. She liked that feeling. She liked how her smile brightened and her mind sought to meld with that feeling. What was it? She couldn’t say. It was as if some probe had found a special region of her brain and stimulated her best and deepest feelings, feelings she wasn’t even aware she possessed. How? Heather wondered and at the same time missed those feelings. She felt she had discovered some wonderful secret place and now couldn’t remember how to find it. How?

“You were the hit of the auction.” Marsha broke Heather’s reverie.

“Not me, him,” Heather answered.

“Someone you know?”

“Not that lucky,” Heather said.

“I’d like to know him.” Marsha rolled her eyes. “One thousand for a swimsuit? and he looks that good? Yeah, I’d really like to know him.”

“Maybe you can.”

Heather turned with Marsha. The man who bought Heather’s suit smiled at them.

“I’m Dirk,” he said confidently. “I bought your suit.”
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Stripper Spice

My wife and I have been married for almost three years. We live in the suburbs of a big city so we are not sheltered from the goings on of the clubs and night scenes. A thirty-minute drive will lead you to whatever excitement you are looking for. We met in college and fell in love right away. We got married right after graduation.

Kelly had a few experiences with guys, but since we dated for almost two years, it was safe to say that I was pretty much the only guy she knew intimately. Kelly was very conservative, almost painfully shy. She was a knockout though. She was tall and slim with very nice breasts. She weighed about 115 lbs, blonde hair, and blue eyes. She was the typical all American girl. She had a great sense of humor and we got along great.

Although the sex was good, I longed for Kelly to be a little more adventuresome in bed. She shied away when I tried to introduce porn or sex toys. I wanted more than the typical missionary position ho hum sex life than we were engaged in. I wanted some spice. I needed to keep things lively. Little did I know that things were about to take a 180-degree turn for the better.

One of Kelly’s friends from college got engaged and asked Kelly to be her maid of honor. Of course Kelly didn’t hesitate to agree. They spent the next couple of weeks doing what it is women do when the start planning a wedding. I tried to stay out of it as much as possible. One day Kelly came told me she was having difficulty deciding what to do for Kelly’s bachelorette party. I made a few suggestions, but Kelly seemed to think they weren’t wild enough for her friend Michelle. Kelly really wanted to show Michelle a good time on her last night of freedom.

“Why don’t you guys head into the city to one of the strip clubs? You can’t go wrong with a strip club,” I said.

“I don’t know Jim. I’ve never been to one of those places and I don’t think I would be comfortable at one.”

“What do you mean,” I asked.

“Well I just don’t know. Do they get totally..you know…naked?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. Kelly was so naive. You could tell the subject was embarrassing her.

“Of course they do. Why do you think the call it a strip club? It’s not like you haven’t seen a man naked before. What are you scared of?”

“Well what if one of them tries something? I mean what if they try to rape us or something?”

Again I laughed, “Kelly they have security there, and besides no touching is allowed. You will be completely safe. Trust me.” Although hesitant, Kelly agreed that is what they would do for Michelle. She acted like the thought of going to a strip club disgusted her. I, on the other hand was hoping she would enjoy it. Maybe this would be the outlet I was looking for to loosen her up in bed a little bit. It could backfire on me though and send her further in the other direction.

The girls set the date for two nights before the wedding. Kelly and her friends met up at our house and headed off for their big night.

“I won’t be home too late honey. I promise,” Kelly said as she kissed me goodnight.

“Don’t worry. Just have a good time and be safe. Don’t drink and drive.”

“I won’t. Mandy is driving us tonight anyway. You sure you don’t have a problem with where we’re going?” she asked as she looked to me as if I was going to try and stop her. She wasn’t going to get out of it that easy.

“Of course not Kelly. Why would I get upset about something like that? It’s not like I haven’t been to strip clubs before.” Oh shit. Did I say that out loud?

“Oh really? I guess we’ll have to discuss that when I get home. I’ll see you later.”

I don’t know how I was supposed to feel about my conservative wife going out to experience men in the nude for the first time, but I knew it was causing a stir in my pants. I went to the room and had a quick wank session thinking about my wife surrounded by some young studs with the tools swinging at her. I couldn’t get the image of my wife stuffing dollar bills in some guy’s thong while she admired his package out of my mind.

It was close to 2 am when I heard the car pull up in the driveway. Kelly and her friends made a lot of noise when they came in and were obviously very loaded. I heard them giggling as they talked about there night out on the town. Some of the more boisterous girls were talking graphically about certain guys they had seen at the club. The made comments about how big of a bulge certain guys had in their thongs, and how they would like to see their packages in the flesh. Some even made the comments about how they’d like to grab the guys and see how big they were hard. Almost all of them compared the men to their husbands and made remarks on how much bigger these guys must be than what they had at home. I just heard Kelly giggle along with the rest of them.

Kelly slipped into be about an hour later. I could tell she was very tanked.

“Jim. Are you awake?”

“Yeah,” I replied. “Did you guys have a good time?”

“Yeah it was kind of fun. Some of the girls sure made fools out of themselves. You should have heard some of the cat calls they were giving those guys.”

“Well what about you. Did you see anything you liked?”

“Oh hush Jim. You know I just went along with Michelle because I’m her maid of honor. I actually thought it was quite funny seeing those guys dance around in their little thongs. I did have fun though.”

Kelly reached over and started rubbing my crotch. My dick was getting hard instantly. Kelly was wild by her standards tonight. I usually had to initiate any sex. It was almost unheard of for her to start with me like she was tonight; I could tell that her night out had made her quite horny. We made love like never before that night.

“Oh yeah Jim fuck me. Fuck me with that lovely cock of yours,” she screamed.
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