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My wife never did mind me going to strip clubs whenever I felt like it. She actually would tell me to go. One day I asked her why?

She said that when I come back home, I really put a good pounding to her.

I told her that the reason why is because I always imagine her dancing on the stage and doing private dances with guys in the back rooms of the strip club. She looked a little shocked but thrilled at the same time.

She said, “that she couldn’t do that…. that she wasn’t built good enough to be interesting to any of those guys.”

I told her, “are you crazy! You’re built a hell of a lot better then any of those strippers….that she has a huge set of all natural tits while they have fake boobs…. that she was built like a brick house with just enough meat on her bones for a guy to really put a nailing to her.”

She just laughed and blushed. We then went to bed and fucked or brains out better then in years while talking about her being a stripper. In the end I just told her to come to the strip joint and see for herself.

Since I was a regular costumer of the strip joint, I knew the owner and manager and most of the people that worked there.

I approached the manager and owner about my idea of getting my wife to strip at their club. Both of the guys were egar to help out saying, “that they were always looking for new talent”.
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“Rodney, Rodney, I won, I won!” It was my wife screaming into the phone so loud that I thought everyone at work could hear her. Not that it made much difference. We lived in a small town where everyone knows everyone and I worked at the family feed store with my brother and sister.

“I won a week in Las Vegas on that radio show! I was the ninth caller and I won us a vacation.”

Little did I know what a change that was going to make in our lives. We’d been married three years and had been sweethearts since the sixth grade. We had wanted to get married since we were fifteen but of course we had to wait until we were eighteen. As I said, we live in a small town and most decent folk are very conservative. It may be difficult for most of you to believe but the most we did before we were married was French kiss, and at that we thought we were courting eternal damnation.

After we were married the floodgates burst open so to speak. Our honeymoon was a camping / fishing trip for two weeks. Claire loves to fish as much as I do so we thought it would be great. The only pole that saw any use in those two weeks was my stiff rod. We fucked morning, noon and night. Claire just couldn’t get enough. I’d wake in the morning because she was sliding her pussy over my morning boner.
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The movers finished at about 3pm, leaving my wife and myself alone in our new house. We were both in the bedroom, trying to figure out what was wrong with how it was set up.

“It’s the queen size bed, it’s too small for this room,” Kelly said.

I nodded in agreement. “Yeah, it’s such a bigger room than in the last house.”

“Come on, let’s go pick out a King!” she said, grabbing my hand, and we were off to the furniture store.

We walked around the store for awhile until she found the bed set she wanted, and then went over to pick out a new mattress. She began hopping on the mattresses to try them, and it wasn’t long before one of the young salesman came over to help. His interest was plainly in my wife, who was wearing tight jeans and a tighter shirt, showing off a trim waist and a perfect pair of 32C breasts.

He said hi to us and immediately began talking to her, showing off some newer styles, and never taking his eyes off her body. I’m used to it, and I like men staring at her, and she’s well aware of the effect she has.
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Men often complain that their wives aren’t interested in sex, but my husband doesn’t complain at all — I’m the one with the complaint!

From early morning to late at night, my husband works as a heavy equipment salesman. He makes tons of money, but he never makes love to me except for a half-hearted effort on some weekends. What’s even worse, when he gets home at night he usually falls asleep on the couch. We never see a movie, go out to dinner, or even just go to the mall to get out of the house. Yes, if it wasn’t for the fact that he gives me and the kids all the money we need, life would be unbearable.

The worst thing, though, is that I really loved him before he began to think of nothing but work. I still do love him, and that’s why for 15 years I never thought of cheating on him. I always thought everything would be allright if he’d just think of me sometimes instead of how many bulldozers he can sell to the big account in Idaho! Anyway, when I told him I was getting bored and needed something to do during the day (he doesn’t want me to work; he says he makes more money than we could ever spend, and he might be right!), he said “Why don’t you go volunteer to work at the hospital. That should keep you busy!”

Although I don’t like the sight of blood, I responded to an ad in the paper looking for hospital volunteers. As I was given a tour of the hospital, the volunteer coordinator explained that I would basically help the nurses — make sure ice water bottles in rooms are filled, maybe push a patient around in a wheelchair, get newspapers for the patients, and so on. It didn’t sound too dificult, so I told them I would begin on Monday.

Since I’m just 36, I was easily the youngest volunteer in the hospital. Most of the daytime help consisted of retired gents, or elderly widows after the retired gents. Still, everyone pitched in and made themselves useful. After the first week, I was finding the work very rewarding and I looked forward to my four-hour shift three days a week! I was still frustrated by my husband’s lack of attention, but the volunteer work provided some outlet and relief from my physical cravings for sex.
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That fateful Sunday started off with the same old routine. We’d been married for just under three years, Michelle and I, but that was enough for us to settle into that comfortable routine. Work was routine, play was routine, life was routine. Worst of all our sex life was routine.

So, following the old Sunday morning routine, I pecked my wife’s cheek and drove off to the golf course. This Sunday, however, did not live up to its namesake. That worthy was hiding behind a mass of low lying clouds. Nothing to stop an afternoon of golfing fun, however. But after an hour of whacking a ball around the fairways those clouds had turned ominous and soon the heavens opened up. The more sensible among us broke for the shelter of the clubhouse while a few diehards squinted into the storm, steadfastly refusing to acknowledge its presence.

The rain wouldn’t go away. It didn’t look like it was ever going away. It just, continued to fall hard, determined no doubt to drown the world and all its creatures. So I cursed Nature and the rotten luck she had dumped on me and decided to go home. Not too long after that momentous decision I found myself pulling into our driveway. A lot earlier than I had planned to. All I had to look forward to was the rest of the day, spent with my loving but routine wife. Cursing the weather one more time I let myself in the front door.

And I heard voices.
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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.
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During her time in college my wife who was in her early 40s often met in study groups with several other students. The groups were both male and female and most were also much younger. Often she would arrive home later than expected saying that they had just ran late. Then she started talking about one guy in her group that was driving a beautiful vintage Jag. She talked about how soft the leather seats were and how well the car rode and drove. Finally one night she said how she thought the owner would be really rough but she couldn’t believe how gentle he was. Still I never suspected anything.

Then the phone calls started. Often about 8:30-9:00 on weekends the phone would ring and she would answer. She never really said much, but I noticed she would discretely begin to massage her tummy then gradually slide her hand down into her pants. Even her orgasms were really discrete. When questioned she said it was her sister. Then one night it happened. I was watching another TV went to get a drink and as I approached she was laid back in the recliner phone to her ear PJ top pulled up exposing her breasts, legs draped over both chair arms exposing her pussy. She was using her middle finger to work her clit and easily working three fingers in and out of her drenched cunt. I could tell by her moans she was close to cumming so I stood there quietly. After she came, all she said was yes and bye.
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My name is Dan. I am a professional working at a large accounting firm in the Midwest. I had remained unmarried into my thirties partly because I didn’t want to give up the variety of different women that I bedded and partly because I couldn’t find a women that I was willing to wake up next to for the rest of my life.

I met Sharon at a party about two years ago, and was immediately captivated by her looks as well as her personality. We started dating and fell in love. Soon after, we got married. She was well worth the pains of being separated from my male friends and the bevy of beauties that we kept in tow.

Sharon is a living doll. She is petite at about 5′-2″ tall with full firm 36C breasts and a beautiful heart- shaped ass. Her face is beautiful with full lips and an impish smile framing perfect white teeth. She has large oval shaped green eyes that hypnotize me and most other straight men. She has long wavy black hair that shimmers in the light. At twenty-eight, she is six years younger than I am.

She had married right out of school to her high school sweetheart before she realized that he was a real idiot trying to screw everything with two legs and a skirt. She dumped him unceremoniously per her account. She is independent and very intelligent. She is a good and compassionate person and a great lover.

She becomes very aggressive in bed after a few drinks. Alcohol makes her loose all inhibition. It doesn’t take much considering her size. She likes to dance at the local nightspots. The drinks would flow and she usually attacked me when we got home. She isn’t into fellatio but she does it for me to keep me happy. She always spits my load in the sink and brushes her teeth afterwards.

She fucks like a mink, however, and rides me like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco until my balls are drained. She seems happy with my seven inches and lovemaking has been a nightly (and sometimes daily) event.

Gary and I had been friends for about the last ten years. We were inseparable before my marriage and kept a large group of ladies happy for many years. He worked in sales and transferred to Texas shortly before I met Sharon. Gary had always been a ladies man. He was good- looking and a little taller than I was. The women always chased him and he made it a point to not let any one of them get their hooks into him.
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If I didn’t know how good it was going to be I’d never be able to keep my dick hard for so long. Waiting in my neighbor’s bathroom for over an hour at a time is stressful, even if I wasn’t worried about the Bradley’s teenage daughter walking in on me.

You see I sneak over to the Bradley’s master bathroom every few mornings and strip naked to wait for Sue, Bob’s wife to come to me. It all started one 4th of July when my wife and I attended one of their barbeques. Sue was slightly drunk, just enough to let her habitations down but not so drunk that she didn’t know what she was doing.

Anyway, that was one hell of a barbeque. Before the hamburgers were done I’d fucked Sue so hard and fast that we’d both cum together. And yes it was in their master bathroom. It was the most exciting thing I’d ever done, sexually. To that point.

I still don’t know why Sue is the way she is, but I like it. She’s such a fucking slut, at least with me she is. And ever since that day she’ll call me in the mornings when she’s horny and good old Bob hasn’t been up to the task. I sneak over and through the poolside door that leads right into their master bathroom. It’s almost too easy.

So there I was sitting on the toilet seat, slowing massaging my dick in anticipation of what was to come, when the door handle begins to turn. Now this is always exciting because I never know if it’s going to be the moment that I’m caught naked in my neighbor’s house by one of the family members, other than Sue.
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I pulled into Benny’s driveway after planning a long weekend visit for several months. Hotrods being what they are, I wasn’t surprised to find him putting a new clutch in his car. Jumping out of my 32 Ford three window, he crawled out from under his Nomad. We shook hands while shouting hellos and talking too fast. Benny got married about a month ago.

His new wife Patty came out saying, “Hi there, Dick, Benny told me a lot about you.”

I got a hug and a kiss on the cheek. He made a good choice, Patty was cute.

Benny asked me, “Dick, would you mind driving Patty to work?”

I said, “No problem, happy to, when ya need to go?”

She answered, “About fifteen minutes should work fine. I like to get there early.”

I said, “Okay, but I need to use your bathroom.”

I went inside to pee and when I returned their conversation abruptly stopped. I figured that’s cool, they’re newlyweds. Probably screwing each other silly all the time. I was worried about staying and being a third wheel.

Patty said, “Gonna gab my bag, let’s go,” as she gave Benny a long, wet kiss goodbye.

I opened my car’s door and she climbed in. Working in a hospital, she had a nurse uniform. It was a white dress. Kinda hot I thought. I got a nice peek at her legs as she piled into my car. Patty is a pretty woman with great hips, a thin waist, but not really big up top. Not too small, just about right I guess. She looked up and caught me staring at her legs, but she just smiled. I closed the door, got in and started the car. We headed to her work.

Patty said, “Dick, you like my legs?”
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This was one of those times my Air Force husband was deployed for several months leaving me, his wife, to deal with my sexual frustrations. At the time my husband was a sergeant and assigned to a cargo aircraft crew deployed in some distant land.

A few days after my husband had deployed, by chance I saw his bosses wife (Major’s wife) in the Base Exchange and we chatted a few minutes. His wife Lori, asked if I would have lunch with her the next day and I accepted.

At lunch, Lori and I were chatting and she casually moved the discussion to sex. She was very blunt about it and wanted to know if I ever cheated on my husband. I sort of said, “Uuhhm, welllll, yes I guess I have.” I was thinking, wow, this woman gets right to the point and was wondering where this was going to lead.

Lori continued, “Me too. Isn’t it great to have some fun now and then? I bet you get lots of offers, as great looking as you are and all. Believe me I get my share. Are you with someone yet? Are you thinking about it? Tell me. I can keep a secret.”
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“How does this one look?” Kathy inquired as she posed in a yellow and blue bikini. It was the fourth bathing suit she’d tried on and she was becoming frustrated.

“It looks good, Honey,” I responded. “I like that one just as much as the others.”

“Oh, damn,” she sighed. “You’re missing the point! Everyone is going to be at that pool party—I have to look spectacular, not just good.”

It’s easy for Kathy to look good; at the time she was 23, but looked even younger with her long blonde hair, smoky blue-gray eyes and a firm 34C-23-33 figure that attracts stares everywhere she goes. At 5’2 103, she’s the kind of petite woman that men just seem to adore.

“Hmm, I wonder?” she pondered as she reached into the back of her drawer for yet another bikini. Walking into the dressing area of our bedroom, she slid off the blue and yellow bikini and started to put on the white one she’d just drawn from the drawer.

The new bikini bottom was a tiny thong that barely covered her shaved pussy and perfectly framed her taunt, tanned ass. The top piece struggled to contain her firm, plump tits and it looked like only a piece of string connected the two cups. It was the most reveling bikini I had ever seen and I was surprised she even owned it, let alone was contemplating wearing it to a pool party with our friends and co-workers

“Oh, yes!” She squealed excitedly, “This is the one! I had forgotten I had it, I only wore it a few times when I was in Mexico!”
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I’m not sure where to begin with this one, my heads still spinning from the events of the last few days. Fact is, my new wife is becoming a slut and I’m encouraging her.

Wendy is just your ordinary plain looking girl next door. She’s pretty but not beautiful with a nice body and bubbly personality. Although a little plump, I call it puppy fat; she has great legs and really big firm tits topped with very sensitive nipples. She works as a play group assistant at a local school and I met her there shortly after my wife walked out leaving me and four year Paul to fend for ourselves. At 23, Wendy was ten years my junior but we hit it off straight away. Within two weeks we were dating and nine months later we were married. When it came to sex she was totally naïve. Her one and only experience was with a fumbling teenager who according to her, popped her cherry and then lasted two to three minutes before pulling out and coming all over her tits. It hurt so much she didn’t do it again.

Although she tried hard she wasn’t the brightest kid on the block but with gentle persistence I slowly taught her everything I knew about sex including toys, oral and anal. Within a year She was really enjoying herself. Not only did she now enjoy sex, but, she discovered she was multi orgasmic and when excited her clit was nearly as big as her nipples, a clear sign that she was ready to fuck. And that brings me to the events of last weekend.
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After a hard days work, Linda decided to pop into a local pub for a quick drink. She was in no hurry to get home, as her live-in lover Ian was away on business as usual. “Large G & T,” she said to the young barman, “plenty of rocks.”

“How’s business?”

“Business is fine,” she said, “home life is a bit boring though whilst hubby is away.”

“Ah, but think of all the money he’s earning, and I’m sure you can find something to occupy yourself with at home.” Linda had not failed to notice the two men halfway down the bar, they looked like builders, she had deliberately mentioned about her hubby being away, just to give them a hint if they were vaguely interested in her.

“Yes, Luke, I can always find something to occupy myself with.” She sat down at a table, and crossed her legs in such a way that the inner thigh of one leg was clearly visible if you were in the right place.

The builders, if that’s what they were, happened to be in the right place. Occasionally she would take a sip from her G&T, as she did so, she would glance across at the two men, admiring their ruggedness, their tattered jeans and their bottoms. God she loved firm tight buttocks. One of her many fantasies was to lick a mans bottom and play with his cock at the same time.
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My wife and I have a great relationship, both in and out of the bedroom, so a threesome never really entered my mind. Carley, my wife, and I were both virgins when we met. We both enjoyed sex, so after dating for two years and then seven years of marriage, there was little we hadn’t at least tried in the bedroom.

Carley is a beautiful woman. She is 5-3 and weighs in at about 110 pounds. She does not spend hours at the gym, but has a naturally slim body with beautiful C-cup breasts.

Having two children has only caused her to fill out a little more in the right places. Her breasts have only the slightest bit of sag after breast-feeding our two children, and her nipples are large and dark. It is still a powerful turn on for me just to watch her and think about the luscious body she has hidden under her clothes.

That is exactly what I was doing. We had gone to a nightclub on the beach that had a large deck outside. I was sitting on the deck, enjoying my drink, while I watched my wife make her way across the sand. Carley was wearing a pair of short shorts and a tight knit top that showed off a bit of cleavage. She had more on than most of the women on the beach; there were many bikinis and even a few thongs to look at, but my wife looked incredibly sexy as she strolled across the beach with her friend.

The guy sitting next to me, who I later learned was named Bob, struck up a conversation by saying, “Man, I would sure like to spend some quality time with that one.” I asked him which lady he was referring to and he pointed to my wife. I felt a flush of anger and then excitement when I realized he wanted to have sex with my wife. For some strange reason I decided to play along rather than tell him I was her husband.
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My friend Tom called to say that he had some military business to take care of in a town south of us and wanted to know if he could stop in on the way and spend the night with us before heading to his meeting.

I had always known that my wife thought Tom to be great looking and I thought, ‘Here’s my chance to take our sex-life a step further.’ I asked Tom when he was coming in and he said Wednesday about suppertime.

I got home on Wednesday to find my wife already home from work and waiting on me. Boy did she look great. She had fixed up her long brown hair, her make-up was perfect, and the sundress that she wore was short and showing off her deep dark tan. She had chosen not to wear a bra and her nipples where pressing though the fabric and with the top buttons undone a lot of cleavage was shown.

Tom arrived at the time that he said he would. My wife greeted him at the door and you could tell by his look that he liked what he saw. She gave him a big hug, welcome kiss and told him to go put his bags up, get cleaned up and we would head out to the river bar for some drinks and then supper. Tom did as instructed and we headed out to get into the car.

Tom opened the door for my wife to get into the car, and as she swung her legs Tom and I got a glimpse of her white g-string. Although he said nothing, I was sure from his smile that he saw the same thing that I did.
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If there was one thing my wife, Jill, liked it was a good fucking. She was a wonderful shag as well. However our sex life was pretty ordinary and not always happening. Once I was going there was no stopping my rampant cock from performing. Unfortunately my business life was pretty stressful and my cock did not always co-operate. Jill was slim, very attractive, with small tits but an arse to salivate over. She was size 8 and in great shape, even after 2 kids. Guys were always looking at her with their licking lips giving the thought away.

We had been married for 14 years and started to talk about juicing up our sex life. Sex was always good but needed to be stirred a bit. I thought about and suggested wife swapping. Jill, my wife was hesitant at first although keen to enliven our sex together. We had just moved to live outside Plymouth. I had been appointed to a prestigious job in Plymouth. Jill quickly found a job as secretary to a director of a shop fitting company. Eric, who was 15 years older, had the gift of the gab good at the grab as well. Our spicy sex began from here.
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My wife Helena was going to her company Christmas party which I unfortunately was not able to attend. I had to go to a friend’s to help him install his Christmas lights on his house so his old lady would stop bitching at him. I told my wife that I would pick her up at the party around two in the morning so she could have a safe ride home.

An old friend of mine who worked for the same company as she did said he would stop and pick her up for me. I was surprised to see to see the expression on his face when he saw my wife come out in her short skirt and tight silk blouse. She put on weight in all the right places a few years ago after having our daughter so she looked wonderful with her thirty four c breasts and her nice round ass in that skirt. So I nervously joked with my buddy John that he better keep the men away for me which he promised to do.
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My wife Liz works part-time in the morning and she recently started an unusual at-home business to make extra money. We have a few friends who always complain that they do not get enough sex in their marriages. As a joke one time, my wife asked one of them that if he wanted, she would jack him off in exchange for a small fee to help ease his sexual frustration. He surprisingly agreed and we thought it would be an isolated incident. But word of mouth spread and soon she had several regular customers each week.

Basically one our friends or co-workers would come over in the afternoon and my wife would lead them into our rather large bedroom. I would also come into the bedroom but I would sit in the far corner at a desk. My wife would lead the buy over to the bed and ask him to strip down completely and lie on the bed. My wife would usually wear some tight panties and usually a snug see-through bra that showed a lot of cleavage to enhance the fantasy. Liz would always close the curtains that are around the bed so I could not see, but I could still hear what was going on. After he handed her the money (the going rate was about $50), she would ask him to put his hands behind his head and she would rub his cock down until he shot his load. During this time they both would casually chat and my wife would even talk dirty if he wanted that. Liz never let it go further than that even though several may have wanted that.
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My buddy Aaron called me up last Friday night and asked if my wife and I would like to hang out. He said he wanted to check out a new martini bar located down town and that he wanted to hang out at his place first. He mentioned that it was an upscale bar so to dress accordingly. I knew that Aaron had a thing for Beth and this would be a good opportunity for him to flirt with her and get a real good look at her all dressed up.

I put on a sports coat and looked pretty sharp but Beth looked amazing in the new dress that I had just bought her. She had her hair done up real nice with her nice makeup on and all of her fanciest jewelry on display. She just looked so hot! Beth was very excited as we don’t really get out on the town much, she had been begging me to take her out and I thought it was going to be a great night. On the way over to Aaron’s place, Beth asked what the plan was going to be. I told her that Aaron wanted to hang out at his place and then we would go out afterwards.

Well when we got up to the steps at Aaron’s house, I knocked on the door and our jaws dropped as we found out what Aaron had meant when he said he wanted to “hang out.” When the door swung open, Aaron was standing there buck naked, his huge cock just swinging around in our faces. Beth made some gasping sounds and just stared in awe as she uttered the words, “Oh my god.” Aaron said “Hey, good to see you two, c’mon in.”
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Jim and Calvin had worked together for about 3 years in the construction business. They were pretty good friends and frequently went out to bars drinking and shooting pool. They never really had a problem picking up girls and rarely went home on a Friday night alone. Jim was a big guy with a nice tan, around six feet tall with a good muscular build and sandy blonde hair. Calvin, on the other hand was a black man around six feet three inches tall with a lean body look and extremely dark skin.

One Friday after work, Calvin asked Jim if he wanted to go to a party on Saturday night. Jim said he couldn’t, that he had plans every Saturday night. Calvin asked’ “what is it that you do every Saturday night? We’ve been friends for over 2 years and I have yet to party with you on Saturday night”. Jim said he went to a different kind of party which was kind of a private gathering. He told Calvin he would check with the other people to see if he could bring Calvin along the following week.

The following Monday, Calvin asked Jim how the party was. Jim told him it was as good as ever. Jim told Calvin he was invited the following Saturday and that he would pick him up around six. Calvin wanted to know what kind of a party it was and Jim told him he would find out soon enough. He also told Calvin to bring an “easy” date if he could.
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Elizabeth was an actress and always trying out for new roles. Robert hadn’t realised that this role transformed her into a “knockout”.

“Wow, sweetheart! You look incredible!” Robert’s jaw had almost dropped to the floor once he saw his beautiful young wife emerge from the bedroom. Robert had never seen Elizabeth dressed in something so tight and skimpy before – except before or during their lovemaking sessions. But this time it was different, because Robert knew that his 25-year-old wife would soon go out into public in that very provocative and sexy outfit. “Thanks,” Elizabeth smiled in return. She did a pirouette and added, “I’m glad you like it.” “Like it?” Robert gushed. “I LOVE IT!”

Elizabeth’s outfit consisted mostly of an aqua-colored top and matching short-skirt, both of which were made of a very thin, stretchy material. Needless to say, the aqua-colored outfit displayed the considerable and luscious curves of her 38d-24-35 figure. Since the top was cut low, it displayed a generous amount of Elizabeth’s ample cleavage. Her breasts were very large and firm, without any sag or give in them. Just like the top, the short-skirt fit Elizabeth’s body like a tight glove. It went down to the mid-point between her hips and knees, and offered a wonderful view of her richly-tanned long legs. To complete the outfit, the beautiful young lady wore a pair of white high-heeled shoes which accentuated her firm, long legs even more. Elizabeth had long, stylish blonde hair which went down to the center of her back. Even without smiling, there was no argument that Elizabeth had a beautiful face. But she looked even more appealing when she smiled. Since Elizabeth was a warm and pleasant person, the 25-year-old woman usually had a happy expression upon her lovely face.
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I had a fantasy about having sex in a taxi with my wife, showing off her body and getting the driver so turned-on that he would jack off so she could watch it, and I’d get even more turned-on knowing she was so hot. I finally one day after many weeks of replaying that fantasy in my head I set it up with a cab driver I’d used earlier in the day to come home from the airport, it would be when we went out of town over that weekend.

It happened like this, there were some taxis parked outside of our hotel so I slipped outside and asked one driver, a large older black fellow, (The one we’d used to get to the hotel) how much it would cost to drive us around sight seeing for 45 minutes. He said $50.00.

I told him what I had in mind, and he said, “As long as I gets my money I didn’t care what you do to your wife.” I told him there would be an extra $50.00 in it for him if he would jack off in front of my wife. He said he had no problem with that.

I told my wife we were finally going to take that “special” taxi ride we’ve talked about. Of course she tried to back out, but finally after a lot of convincing she got dressed up in a short skirt and flimsy blouse. I knew she wanted this as badly as me; she just couldn’t make herself say it.
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I’m 24 and Ron’s 32. We’ve been married three years, and our sex life is fabulous. Ron really likes me to show off my body, especially my chest, to other men. A couple of weeks ago, we went to my best friend Marie’s house. She and her husband Alan were throwing a party Saturday night, and we decided to make it a weekend trip. Ron and I arrived after dinner on Friday night, and the two of us relaxed around the kitchen table, playing cards and drinking beer.

When playing cards got boring, Marie put some music on and we began to dance while our husbands looked on. During the second or third song, Ron motioned for me to unbutton some of the buttons on my blouse. I unbuttoned the top three buttons, giving the guys a nice view, since I wasn’t wearing a bra. Then a slow song came on and Ron danced with me and Alan with Marie. While Ron and I were dancing, he unbuttoned another two buttons, so now my blouse was unbuttoned to below my tits.
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Hi, My name is Jenny. I just have to tell someone the story about what happened that got me so hot, that I continue to try to act this out whenever I can. It happened 4 years ago, when I was just a 19 year old newly-wed.

I’ve been told that I have a perfect body for cock teasing. It just doesn’t occur to me to walk or stand any differently, but guys of all ages react the same way whenever they see me. I like knowing that they are looking at me and thinking about how I would look naked. I always enjoyed the attention, but until this incident I had never gone past the teasing stage. I had been faithful to my husband. At the time this happened, my husband Jake was 24 years old. He was the only man I had ever been with sexually. He fucked me on our third date and I fell in love with him immediately.

For a year or so, our sex life was very good. Jake would always tell me I was lucky to have a husband with a huge cock. I assumed his was bigger than normal. I still enjoyed the fact that other men would look at me, even when I was out with Jake. They’d try to hide their interest but it was obvious to me, though Jake just laughed it off.
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