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Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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Speech Class III: The After Party

You favorite friends with benefits return in the third installment of Speech Class. This is a direct sequel to the sequel so you may want to read the first two first. I might write some more, but I might write a story with another theme.

Barbi Doll and Sugar Daddy

I consider my wife Tina my Barbi doll, and she always seems to like the way I dress her up and show her off. Tina’s got the trophy wife look. The head of teased blonde hair that turns men’s heads, the sparkling blue eyes, hot red lips, a pair of tits that beg to be fondled, buns that make a man say, “I’ll follow you anywhere,” and the hottest set of legs imaginable. Put that all together in the sexiest outfits a fella can pick out for his woman and mix it with a woman who is a natural, incorrigible flirt who craves the attention men are only too happy to lavish on her, and you have a picture of Tina.
I love dressing her in outfits the expose a lot of waist. I put her in tight low-riding hip huggers that show fully the little thongs she wears. Tina is always balanced on at least 3-inch heels, which give her legs and ass a deliciously muscular look. Bras are not part of her wardrobe. She is a perfect 36 DD at a cost of about $10K per boob and they stand up with no help from a harness. We switch between tight little clingy shirts that hug every curve or loose fitting blouses that open for great views of cleavage down the front.
Before we go out–on the prowl–to see how many men’s heads we can turn, I tease Tina’s hair, give her a good dousing of perfume, and make sure her lips are glistening with gloss and her eyes are smokin’ with shadow.
Tina loves to tease, and I’ve always encouraged her. I get a big kick out of watching her wrap men around her pinky. She can basically get just about any man to do anything she asks. She loves the power. We have played a game to see how far she can push it. About a month ago, we took it a bit too far.
Joe is a college kid who mows our lawn and does odd jobs around the house. He is a varsity athlete, a tennis player, so he appreciates the extra money of a job that doesn’t require set hours. We represent an interesting age span. I am 50 years old, and am definitely middle aged with my body going soft and the years of working a desk job taking a certain toll on my looks. Tina is 30. She is definitely what is known as a trophy wife, given our age difference and that she is my third wife. She no longer looks like the co-ed cheerleader she used to be. But she has matured in the sexiest way with a curvier body and a self confidence that comes with experience. Joe is 20. He has a chiseled body, but a wide-eyed innocence, a bright smile, a certain puppy dog side.
Joe really brought out Tina’s flirtatious side. She found every excuse to touch him, little pats, and always seemed to be brushing by him in ways that maximized contact. She would dress extra specially sexy when Joe was coming over to clean our house. Sometimes she would wear a translucent dress that you can see right through and would only have a thong on underneath. Joe’s jobs include mopping our floors, and Tina usually found ways to stand over him when he was on his hands and knees, and Tina usually managed to be close by and would choose those days to do the dusting. She would ask Joe to balance her legs when she would stand on a step stool to dust the corners where the walls meet the ceiling.
Since Joe lives in a dorm, we made a deal that he can do his laundry at our place as long as he does our laundry as well. This requires Joe to handle Tina’s worn thongs and other clothes. I picked up on the fact that a bit of a game was going on between Joe and Tina with “mix ups” of each other’s laundry. And I could tell from examining some of Tina’s panties myself in the laundry hamper that she seemed to perfume them especially for him and would leave the nicest ones on the top of the pile on laundry days.
When Joe did outdoor work like gardening or mowing the lawn, Tina would choose those days to sun bathe in her tiniest “get the most sun” string biknis. One day, I asked Joe to wash and wax my car. Tina decided that she would help. Joe was in his usual muscle shirt and cut-offs. Tina wore a little pair of silky jogging shorts stretched tight and fitting her ass snugly. The jogging shorts were set low on her hips and her thong was visible front and back above the shorts. For her top, she chose a thin, old t-shirt cut just below her breasts. Her breasts jiggled freely under the thin little top with every movement.
I watched the action from my easy chair inside the house, looking out the living room window. In no time at all, Tina had managed to get them both soaking wet. She looked the winner of a wet T-shirt contest. Her nipples were clearly visible, poking at the clingy wet material and looking really tasty. Her shorts were also plastered to her skin. She was laughing and teasing Joe, and he seemed to enjoy the attention she was lavishing on him.
I could see that they were touching each other a lot more than the usual occasional brush by. Tina would stretch herself on top of the hood of the car to clean it and Joe would be directly behind her pressed against her cleaning it with one hand, while the other would caress her.
I just sat there. I was jealous at how turned on they both were and that I was left out, but I also had to admit that I was turned on myself, and sat in my chair playing with myself as I watched them getting more and more physical with each other right there in our front drive way as visible to my neighbors as they were to me. Finally I saw that they might just start fucking right there in our driveway in the middle of the afternoon–that’s how turned on they were.
I decided to take action. I went out and said, “Look at you two. You’re soaking wet. Come in and get into some dry clothes.” They looked at little sheepish as they came in. But then I handed them their dry clothes. For Joe, a pair of thin silk pajama bottoms, no top. For Tina, the matching pajama top, no bottom. The top is held together by a single string. I gave them one plush towel to dry each other off and said I would put their wet clothes in the dryer. I left behind a chilled bottle of wine and two wine glasses, already filled. When I came back the two of them were cuddled on the sofa sipping the wine. Tina’s free hand was rubbing Joe’s chest and his free hand was resting on her thigh. Joe asked me if I wanted a glass of wine too. I said, “No, I’m not really part of this party. I just want to watch.”
Joe gave me a last look, and then turned to Tina, tilted her head, and gave her a warm, deep passionate kiss. They spent the next twenty minutes necking. They played with their tongues, and both necks were slick with saliva and hickey marks. Joe’s hands were working Tina’s breasts, and after a while his hungry mouth found her nipples and he sucked away. Not to be outdone, Tina slid down Joe’s body, pulled down the PJ bottoms and revealed a long, hard cock. Tina slurped and sucked, cooing about how big and gorgeous it was. Joe had great control for such a young man. He was really an exceptional lover.
I was amazed that he didn’t just come in her mouth, because Tina was really pumping his long, hard cock and she swirled her tongue around his sensitive cock head alternating with some delicious sucking. After much cock sucking, Joe pulled Tina up and began kissing her neck again. After a while a slick wet trail led from her neck to her boobs, which got such a good sucking that they were red and blotchy and glistening with Joe’s saliva. He trailed his tongue down her long muscular torso, stopped to play with her belly piercing and then worked his way down over her completely shaved and smooth vulva.
He positioned Tina so I could watch the spectacular job of pussy licking he gave Tina. I never have read or heard much discussion of men’s relative tongue sizes as we are so preoccupied with dick length. But I was amazed as the length and power of Joe’s tongue. It looked like it swelled and grew like a cock as he worked it up and down Tina’s slick slash. He penetrated her pussy with his tongue, working it in and out like a cock until Tina grabbed his head, then squeezed his head with every last remaining ounce of her strength in the vice grip of her magnificent thighs, and came with a shuddering gasp.
But the party was hardly over. It was now Joe’s turn for his pleasure. By now, Tina had the energy of a rag doll, but the most beautiful and sexy rag doll ever conceived.
Joe turned Tina prone. He no longer had the strength to support her wait with her hands for a proper “doggy style” fucking, but Joe had enough strength for two. With one arm around her belly he held her up and with his other hand, he balanced on the floor. He penetrated her from behind, and, again, in no hurry whatsoever, exercising amazing control for a 20-year-old guy, he gave Tina a good, old-fashioned fucking, leaving her completely spent and satisfied.
I paid Joe for doing such a good job on the car, he got his things out of the dryer and went on this way with a big smile on his face.
Tina looked at me with a crooked grin. “So what do you get out of this, baby?” she said. I crawled over to her, parted her legs, and buried my face in the wet, steamy mess that Joe had left behind. I inhaled the musky smell and tongued the sour taste until it was almost sweet. Finally I crawled onto her sweaty body, kissing the hickey marks on her breasts. My cock slipped easily into Tina’s slippery, stretched out pussy and I came almost instantly.
As I was starting to fall asleep, Tina said, “You know that guest bedroom we have, honey? I think we could have Joe clean and cook for us all the time, if we let him live here.”
Nothing like having live-in help around the house. A win-win set up for every body.
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The Postman

Every day, the postman rides his bicycle to my front door. Shorts and a tanned, muscular body.

Breathe

Content Warning: This story gets very dark and deals with disturbing themes. Those easily disturbed or dealing with trauma presently might not enjoy this particular story. I tried something new with this and I’d love to hear any feedback you have.

Home alone with Alyssa, part 7

This story begins a few months after Alyssa’s best friend Kayla was raped. In this grand finally Kayla confronts the Carlson church, certain things are answered in an unexpected way. Ok now that I have your attention, please enjoy.

Trafficked Love Ch. 18

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. —Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?

First Impressions

I meet Josh for the first time after being introduced to him on a dating website. Find out how our first date went and what our first impressions of each other were.

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Obsession, Lust and Perversion

It’s a beautiful Spring morning in the southern San Juan mountains of Colorado. Alisha Moore-Braxton sits on the patio of her home, sipping a gourmet cup of coffee, watching the elk grazing in a pasture near her home. She is analyzing the events of her life that brought her here and wondering why and what made her do the things she has done.

Missy: Day Five

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Family Hot Tub

Family Hot Tub
My parents recently invested in a hot tub for our family. It was setup in our back yard on the patio. Mom told my sister and I that she had heard that it is better for the filter in the hot tub if no clothing was worn in the tub, not even a bathing suit. Sounded like bullshit to me but my mom was adamant about it. My family was never one to be open about nudity in and around our house. I hadn’t seen my sister naked since we were little and it had been quite a while since I had seen my mom naked, not that I hadn’t tried. My sister and I were pretty upset over my moms decision that we were to go naked if we wanted to use the hot tub but when mom makes up her mind there is no changing it.
My mom is only 37 and dad is 38, she and dad had started having babies when they were very young but stopped after my sister was born although they still have lots of sex. My sister just turned 18 and I am 19. My mom is pretty hot, has big tits and not an ounce of fat on her anywhere. My dad is pretty fit too. My sister is basically just a younger version of mom and they have been mistaken as being sisters pretty often lately.
My dad had the new hot tub fired up and mom was all excited to get us all together for our first soak in the new tub. She and dad told us to go get undressed and meet them in the tub so my sister and I left them to go to our rooms to strip down. A few minutes later I came out of my room naked and a little nervous about my sister seeing me naked for the first time in years. Just as I entered the hallway my sisters door opened and there she stood except she had, unlike me, a towel wrapped around her body. We just stood there for a few seconds looking at each other. I then noticed my sister’s eyes were looking straight at my exposed cock. That did it for me and my dick started to grow getting hard pretty quickly. She giggled a little and I told her to shut up and if we were going to be naked in the tub she might as well lose the towel now. She thought about it for a few seconds and slipped her towel off exposing her naked body to my eyes. This only made my hard cock get even harder. She was HOT! She did a little spin before me and giggled some more at my hardon. Then she turned and started down the hall with me following her to go join our parents in the hot tub.
We walked out of the back door of the house and out onto the patio. The scene that greeted our eyes as we did made us stop dead in our tracks. Dad was sitting up on the edge of the tub and was holding moms head in his lap as she was giving him a blowjob! Just about that time dad groaned and pulled mom off his dick and suddenly started spraying his cum all over moms face and tits. Squirt after squirt sprayed from his dick all over moms face and into her mouth and down on her tits. Dad turned his head and looked at us standing there naked watching them. He nodded to mom to look over and she turned her cum soaked face and saw us and started laughing. She just said “Oops!” and then started to lick the dripping cum from the end of dad’s dick. Then she started scooping up the cum off her tits and licking it off her hands.
She told my sister and me that she hadn’t really intended that we see that but that we were old enough now to understand and she knew that both of us were sexually active so this should be nothing too shocking for us. Mom stood up in the center of the tub and dad slid off the edge and stood with her and took her in his arms and they started kissing. Dad eased mom back so that she was now sitting on the edge of the tub. He then started kissing his way down her body, stopping to lick and suck her cum coated nipples for a while before continuing on down her body until his face was between her thighs. My sister and I had moved up next to the tub and were just standing there on either side of mom watching the sexy scene going on in front of us. We could see dad’s tongue working over moms’ shaved pussy.
As my sister and I watched, I started to jack my cock and sis had her hand in her pussy rubbing it. About that time dad started to pull his face away from mom’s pussy and stood up in the tub with his hard dick sticking out in front of him. Mom grabbed dad’s dick and started to guide it toward her pussy. Dad’s dick slowly split mom’s pussy lips and eased inside until it was buried to the hilt. Dad then started to thrust his hips back and forth as he fucked mom hard. Mom had her head back and her eyes closed and a moan was coming from deep in her throat. As dad fucked her, mom’s huge tits were flopping all around.
Sis and I had decided to climb in the tub with mom and dad as they continued to fuck. Sis sat on the edge of the tub next to mom and I stood next to dad. Sis was furiously rubbing her clit and I was stroking my cock hard and fast. Soon dad was on the verge of cumming and mom was thrashing around as she was having an orgasm. Then dad pulled his dick from mom’s pussy and started to shoot his load all over mom’s tits. Then sis started cumming and squirted a big gush of her juice out, some of it hitting dad in the chest. Seeing all this did it for me and I started shooting my load and it hit mom right in the face. Mom opened her mouth and a big stream of my cum covered her tongue. The next stream hit her in the forehead and up into her hair. Mom then leaned forward and sucked dad’s dick into her mouth and licked up the last of his cum, then she pulled off dad’s dick and grabbed my cock and pulled it to her mouth and then she started to lick the cum from my it. Dad turned his attention to sis and dropped down between her thighs and started to lick the juice from her thighs and pussy.
Mom had my cock in her hand and it was still rock hard but my legs were wobbly so I started to sit down in the tub. Mom kept hold of me and followed me as I sat down and she straddled my thighs and guided my cock to her pussy and slid down on it. Sis and stood in the tub and bent over and dad was behind her and he was feeding his dick into her pussy. Mom was riding my cock up and down while I reached around her and had one hand full of her tit and the other hand rubbing her clit. Dad was slamming his dick in and out of his daughter’s pussy as he reached under and had his hands full of her tits. Moans and groans and heavy breathing sounds filled the air. Soon we were all cumming at the same time, me in mom and dad in sis.
A few minutes later we were all sitting in the hot swirling water, sweating and huffing and puffing as we relaxed. Seems like this hot tub was a pretty good investment…

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Step Daughter’s Appreciation Part 2

Step-Daughter’s Appreciation Part 2
After Heather returned Samantha and I were limited in our sexual contact together. Heather did not work, so we had little to no time alone. We would paw all over each other when Heather would take showers, and catch an occasional quickie when she would run to the grocery or on errands. We both agreed that the situation was awkward and it would be in our best interest to bring everything to a halt.
Neither of us wanted Heather to discover us in the act, we cared way too much for her to allow that. We agreed we would never bring it up to her and we would suppress our desires from that moment forward. The next couple of years our life’s settled back to our normal routines. Samantha dated on and off, but never anything serious. She continued to explore her sexual desires for women and on a few occasions had girlfriends spend the weekend while Christina was with Kyle. She completed school, started her career, and her and Christina moved into a small house of their own.
Shortly after moving out Samantha met Bill. He was a few years older than her and Heather and I both immediately sensed Samantha’s growing attraction to him. They had met through a mutual friend. We later found out the mutual friend was one of Samantha’s occasional female lovers. Over the next year and half Samantha and Bill became a steady couple and married. I really liked Bill, we had many things in common and best of all he was laid back and open minded.
We came to discover that Bill was fully aware of Samantha’s bi-sexuality and was supportive of it. Over drinks one weekend Heather shared the story of the house party with him, where Samantha had her first bi-sexual experience. Bill stated he figured we were involved somehow in her introduction and had always known we were more open than we let on. Heather laughed and in an extremely flirtatious tone and told him he had no idea how open minded she was. She then excused herself and entered the kitchen to freshen her drink.
I have to say I was a little caught off guard by her blatant expression. Not that I was upset with her flirting, it was far from that, but by her carefree attitude toward it with Bill. I had witnessed this aggressive flirtation before and it was a clear signal she was aroused and looking to play. Again her wanting to play was not an issue with me, but I was shocked her target of intent was Bill. This was her daughter’s husband and really out of character for her. Another thing that shocked me was Samantha did not appear disturbed by it at all. Actually she seemed to not care what so ever.
Bill was a little taken back and not sure what to do or say. I could tell he was worried if Samantha and/or I were upset, but I could also tell he was aroused at the thought of Heather. Bill had always admired Heather, hell who couldn’t. She had aged like fine wine. Her body put many women to shame 10 to 15 years her junior. She has always taken time to ensure she looked great as well as dressing youthful and sexy.
Once she returned Bill’s attention was glued to her. Heather knew it and was playing it up. I looked again at Samantha to see if she was getting disturbed by her mother’s flirting and as before she was showing no signs if she was. She looked over at me once and flashed that sexy grin and winked. She was enjoying watching her mother flirt with her husband and obviously enjoying his reactions to it. I shook my head and left to freshen my drink. Samantha said she needed a fresh one also and followed me into the kitchen.
While I fixed us both a drink we started to talk about Heather and Bill’s flirting. Samantha said she thought it was cute, that Bill had always admired Heather and that he was really enjoying her openness. I laughed and said they both were enjoying each others openness and we had better keep an eye on them or they will be off fucking somewhere. Samantha turned to me and with a grin asked if I would mind if they did. Even though she was grinning I knew the question was serious.
I told her that I never had heartburn about Heather playing with other men and asked her how she would feel about it. She closed the gap between us, put her arms around my neck, and kissed me passionately. She pulled back and said the thought of her mother fucking her husband made her horny as hell. She explained one of Bill’s fantasies was to be seduced by Heather and that she had shared that with her. She went on to explain that she had asked Heather to fulfill Bill’s fantasy and seduce him. She then informed me that she had missed being with me and told Heather that she would take care of my needs while she was fulfilling Bill’s, that she had always wondered what it would be like to be with me.
I was blown away. Samantha told me Heather was reluctant at first, especially about Samantha and me. Samantha told her it should not be a big deal, we were not blood relation and we were grown consenting adults. Heather continued her reluctance but warmed to the idea, once Samantha had shared some details of Bills fantasies about her. She said she was not 100% sure Heather would go through with it until she started to flirt with Bill. She told me that when Heather had returned with a freshened drink she had leaned over and told her that she was going to fuck Bill all night and that she had better be ready to take care of me.
I must admit I was very impressed. Samantha had arranged this whole thing. Only one last obstacle remained that being how would Bill react about Samantha and me? With that Samantha and I returned to find Heather and Bill dancing, or more like it, grinding on each other to a song on the radio. They were totally engrossed in each other. Heather had her thigh pressed hard into Bills crotch and obvious hard cock.
Samantha took my hand and guided us next to them. A game soon commenced between her and Heather as to which one could be the hottest and sexiest. My cock sprang to life instantly as Samantha ground her sexy little ass into it, reaching back and grabbing my ass and pulling me into her. We both watched for reactions from Bill once he noticed what Samantha was doing. If he was concerned he quickly lost any as he turned to Heather and never gave us another look. That answered the last obstacle.
Samantha turned toward me and whispered into my ear how she had longed to feel my touch again. She was so hot, the look in her eyes made all the blood leave my body and rush to my dick. She pushed her thigh into my cock and moaned softly as she ground on it. I looked over and Heather and Bill and they were locked in a deep passionate kiss, I knew it would not be long until she took him to a bed and laid one of the best fucks he had ever had on him.
I decided to push the situation to the next level. I pulled Samantha’s mouth to mine and kissed her passionately. She responded and we became lost in a whirl of tongues. We both drifted deep into the passion of the moment as we did not notice Heather and Bill leave the room. As we looked around we heard noises coming from Heather and my bedroom; it figured she would take the big room with the big bed. With that Samantha and I headed to her old bedroom.
Once in the bedroom, Samantha quickly undressed me and pushed me back on the bed. She stated she was going to ride me hard and for me to lay back and enjoy it. I pulled up in the bed and watched as Samantha teasingly removed one article of clothing at a time, until she stood before me nude. Her large breasts were heaving up and down as her breathing was elevated by her lust.
She seductively crawled into bed, lowering her head so her long straight hair brushed across my stiff cock and chest, as she made her way to my face. The sensation was terrific and immediate, she had my full attention. She laid her warm body next to mine, curling her leg over mine. She leaned over on my chest so the weight of her full breasts was on me. She nibbled and licked at m lower lip, while she snaked her hand down my stomach and onto my cock.
My cock was aching at this point, the head covered in pre-cum, which Samantha used to lubricate her fingers with and swirl them around the swollen head. I moaned deep in my chest and raised my hips to fuck her hand. My reaction to her touch set off the fire long repressed in her. She told me how much she had missed my cock and how good it was going to feel to her. The entire time she was telling me this she increased her grip and stroking rhythm. She forced her tongue into my mouth with a renewed vigor and passion.
She was soon jacking my cock like a well oiled machine, the whole time exploring all regions of my mouth with her tongue. I begged to feel her mouth on my cock. She pulled back from my face and slowly lowered her mouth to my cock. She licked the pre-cum from my head, kissing all around it. The feeling was great, but I needed it in the warmth of her mouth. I gently pushed the back of head and raised my hips. She complied with my request and opened her mouth to accept my cock. When about half of my cock was in her mouth she paused, took a breath, and then pushed my entire length into throat.
She held it there for a few seconds, making my cock pulsate to the sensation. She moaned lightly and started moving my extremely stiff cock in and out of her throat, expertly using her hand to stroke it as she pulled it out. I had forgotten how good she was at sucking cock. I thanked the heavens that my cock was once again buried in her lovely mouth. I had to stop her as I would not have lasted long. She was annoyed that I stopped her, she so loves to suck cock. I explained how I much I had missed her tight pussy and how bad I wanted to cum deep in it.
I continued to explain how much I had enjoyed eating her pussy and how tasty it was. With that she pulled up in the bed and rolled over. Spreading her legs and offering her sweet nectar to me. Her pussy was open, wet, and inviting. I slowly moved between her legs, caressing each one gently. I lowered my face and breathed in her essence, how I had missed her sweet aroma. I gently placed my open mouth over her wanting mound. She pushed her hips into me and placed a hand on the top of my head. I darted my tongue around her pussy from clit to hole. She responded by pushing my head into her and grinding her hips into my face.
She was moaning loudly, begging me to lick her pussy. I looked up and saw she had one of her huge tits in her free hand, twisting the nipple. I drove my tongue deeper into her love canal, flicking it upward so it rubbed against her vaginal wall. Her reaction was immediate. She threw her head back, pushed my head deeper, and let out a yell as her pussy clamped down with one tremendous force on my tongue. She started to spasm uncontrollably, bucking against my face the whole time. All of a sudden she raised her hips; her pussy opened, and then exploded filling my mouth with warm sweet fluid. I could not keep up with the volume she was producing; I pulled back and was rewarded by having my face and head covered.
She was shaking and screaming to the top of her lungs, the whole time pushing my face into her crotch. She slowly started to regain control and released my head and laid her head back on the pillow. She was gasping for air, and her body twitched in rhythm to her pussy. I get up and head to the bathroom to clean my face and bring her a cloth to wipe with. While in the bathroom I hear Heather screaming as well, obviously Bill was providing her with her fair share of orgasms. I grinned and headed back to plant my now engorged cock in Samantha.
Once I had situated myself back in bed and she had cleaned herself, Samantha leaned over and kissed me passionately and swung her leg over me so she straddled my cock. She pulled her lips from mine and raised up, which pressed her soaking wet and hot pussy on my cock. She sat there looking down at me, moving her hips slightly. I reached up and took her full tits in my hands, gently pinching her nipples. She pulled her head back and pushed down harder on my stiff cock. I pushed up to meet her and for the next few moments we were locked in a grinding dance.
She titled her head and leaned forward slightly. She then reached between our legs and took my cock. She pulled it up and placed the head in her tight little hole. She slowly slid her pussy down on it until I felt her ass push down on my balls. She started to tremble and quiver, grunting and groaning the whole time. All of sudden she came with such force she almost pushed my cock from her pussy.
She was making the most erotic throaty sounds I had ever heard. The whole time her pussy was pulsating up and down the length of my cock, sucking it. After a few moments she started to regain control. She then cursed me for making her cum that violently and quickly. I laughed and told her it was not her last one for the night. With that she slapped my gently, but forcefully across the face and said she was going to fuck me like an animal. She placed both hands on the headboard and commenced to slam her pussy up and down my blood filled member.
She leaned forward, allowing her heavy tits to hit me in the face each time she trust her pussy onto me. I reached up and grasp her large tits, taking her beautiful nipples in my mouth. I thrust up my hips as she thrust down hers, crashing into her pussy with all the force I could manage. The result produced a loud wet slapping sound, which drove us both harder. Samantha started to scream and spray cum everywhere. She was in the middle waves of a multiple orgasm. She was fucking me as hard as she could, attempting to push me through the mattress.
The sensation her pussy was providing to my cock was too much. I felt my balls tighten and my cock expand. I was going to dump a ton and it was going to be deep in Samantha. I grabbed her by the hips and started pushing her harder onto my cock. She felt my load as it entered the shaft and she started to beg for me to cum deep in her pussy. She wanted me to fill her hot little pussy full. I could not hold it any longer, with one last thrust I drove as deep into her pussy and possible and erupted. I screamed out in pure ecstasy, pushing Samantha down as hard as I could on my pulsing cock. As the waves or orgasms washed over me I heard Samantha crying, but begging for more.
A few moments passed and I relaxed, letting go of Samantha. She slumped over on me, breathing heavy. I asked if she was OK and she responded she was great. She raised her head and I noticed tears were in her eyes. I asked her what was wrong, she said nothing was wrong, that she had missed having sex with me so much that her emotions were overwhelmed. I told her I had missed our sex as well.
We decided we had better clean up and join the others.
When we entered the living room Bill was laid back on the sofa and Heather was between his legs giving him a blow job. She noticed we had entered the room and stopped. Samantha told her not to stop on our account. Heather kissed his cock and told us they had grown tired of waiting for us and that our sounds had made them horny again. Heather asked Samantha and me if we minded if Bill slept with her for the night. I pulled Samantha close and we both said in unison it was not a problem.

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