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Jesse’s Mother-In-Law

Linda wants to be sure her daughter’s Fiance is good enough for her daughter, but instead learns that her daughter isn’t good enough for him, at least in bed.

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I seduced his friend for revenge

This is a little true story from myself. I know it’s a little tame compared to some stories on here, but in time hopefully I can come to tell some of the more dirty tales from my past.

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Clara 2: Sharing

The following story is essentially true. The events happened pretty much as described, though I have embellished some of the details. Names have been changed where needed.

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Assaulted in the Pension Hotel.

The bed was surrounded by all these semi-clad females, several swaying quite badly.
And it was one of the latter, who literally fell on top of me. Her hands grabbed my head. Her lips were planted on mine, none too gently, I might add.
Her panty clad hips rubbed against me like crazy. She was like a sex-starved, demented demon.

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A night out on the town

This is my first story, so I hope people enjoy it. It is the absolute truth – no embellishments or exaggerations whatsoever. Let me know what you think. And, yes, I want to hear from the grammar and spelling vigilantes as well!

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Anal Plug at My Command

This is actuall a continuation of a previous love making session in which my wife was to follow all of my commands as I used her body for my sexual enjoyment….

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Meri-go-round part 1

My name is Steve, and this is a true story of a four year affaire that ascended into a whirlwind of lust, sexual experimentation and carnal gratification. From the very beginning both Meri and I threw caution to the wind and risked everything that we held dear for a shared obsession for sex. Looking back on that time period in my life, the realization that I lived a fantasy has set in and pressed me to share my tale. Though we were both married and agreed to never sacrifice our families, we found solace in each other and were able to satisfy the hedonistic desires that our spouses could not or would not consent to. I liken my time with Meri to that of a junky’s unrelenting need for just one more hit; knowing the risk and potential destruction but unable to resist the pure pleasure coursing through the veins. It’s been 10 years since our last rendezvous and Meri has since vanished from my life, but the incredible moments we shared continue to live in my dreams and memories. I hope you enjoy.
I first met Meri while working as an account manager for a firm in downtown Phoenix. I had been employed for nearly a year when Meri was hired and assigned to the cubicle across from mine. She came adorned that morning in a skin-tight black skirt suite that highlighted her amazing hourglass figure; standing around 5’8 with long dark hair and coal black eyes that penetrated the soul; her athletic body was highlighted all the more by her robust bosom and tight ass. Her flawless skin and face were perfect and could have easily graced the cover of any beauty magazine, a golden bronze glow hinted of a Hispanic or Mediterranean descent. She reminded me of a leaner/fit Kin Kardashian, without the jungle booty.
As fate would have it I was assigned to train her during the probationary period and we immediately hit if off, spending nearly every minute of those first few weeks working side by side. We began sharing every break and lunch reviewing work processes; as well as; chatting about personal and family histories. It was during these intimate times that my feelings toward Meri shifted from one of coworker to that of a perverse stalker. I found myself craving for a piece of her sculpted backside and flawlessly shaped breasts with each view of her gorgeous figure; struggling at the same time to hide the raging hard-on that seemed to permanently reside in my pants whenever she was near.
When her probationary period ended and our one-on-one training came to a close, Meri and I remained close, continuing to take lunches and breaks together as I did everything in my power to keep her magnificence in sight. It never ceased to amaze me how incredible Meri looked each day; her outfits appearing to be spray painted on, always emphasizing her assets and displaying the sultry curves of her delicious body. I would find myself waiting for her to arrive every morning for work and gawk as she bent over and placed her belongings into the bottom file cabinet drawer, giving me a dick hardening peek of her voluptuous ass. I think it should be acknowledged that my attendance and tardiness improved significantly with Meri’s hiring. In addition; as Meri struggled early on to familiarize herself with our computer software, I made myself readily available, should she call on me for help and I would need to rush and assist. It was my pleasure to lean over her shoulders while she sat in front of her monitor and point out how to navigate our systems, all the while looking down her blouse tops and gazing at the crescent lines of her mouth-watering breasts. I found myself hoping for any opportunity to be near Meri and ogle over her physique, always imagining what she would look like naked and sprawled beneath me, waiting to be filled with my manhood.
Within a few months our work routine changed forever as we sat alone one afternoon for lunch. Our office was located in a five story business complex that shared a common cafeteria on the lower floor with the various businesses and offices in the building. Seated with Meri that day and chatting like usual she asked toward the end of our lunch break, “Are you happy with your marriage”?
I had been married to a loving wife for nearly 8 years at the time and had two wonderful children as well. Though the sex life had disappointingly declined with each passing year, I considered myself content and answered yes before asking; “Are you”?
“I thought I was, but lately I’m not sure…I’ve been questioning my marriage and whether my husband still loves me”.
“That’s too bad…what makes you think he doesn’t love you anymore’?
“Things just haven’t been the same since the birth of our child two years ago. We don’t talk like we use to…I know kids change things and take a lot of time, but this is different. In fact, he hardly touches me anymore, I mean we’re hardly ever intimate…I don’t know if he’s turned off by me or if he has someone else”?
Shocked first by her confession, and secondly that anyone could be turned off by Meri, I shot back; “He’s a blind fool if he doesn’t find you attractive, I think you’re one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen in my life, and I sure as hell wouldn’t ignore or leave you alone…kids or no kids”!
Meri’s sad expression transformed for a brief second as the corners of her mouth curled up in a slight smile. “Thanks, I wish I knew if he felt that way too. What really upsets me though is I’ve worked harder than ever to stay in shape for him after the baby; and yet I feel as if it doesn’t matter…”
“Have you talked to him; maybe he doesn’t even realize what you’re feeling”?
“I’ve tried talking to him, he just gets angry and says, you know I love you …I’ve even asked him if there’s someone else… he just gives me a look of disgust and then storms off and we’re done talking for the rest of the evening”.
“Is there anything that he’s done or said that proves he’s cheating”?
“No, but even when I try to arouse him he completely ignores me. Last weekend, I wore this sexy nighty and pranced around the house for him. You would think he would have gotten the message when my boobs were hanging out and that the crotch in my outfit was pretty much…missing? That’s what makes me think there’s someone else…Would you ignore your wife if she came in practically naked and was totally throwing herself at you”?
The thought of Meri prancing in a nighty, her succulent breasts aching for my attention and her moist vulva ready to be penetrated left me breathless for a second. “Look there’s not a single guy in this building that wouldn’t give his left nut to be with you…Since the first day you arrived, that’s all I’ve dreamt about, I would kill to see you in something revealing and throwing yourself at me. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of; it’s not your fault that your husband is an idiot”.
“So you’ve been dreaming about me since the first day I came to work…would you really kill”? She teased.
Suddenly I felt my face flush and realized I had spoken out of line, “I’m sorry Meri, I didn’t mean it that way…I mean…I did…or…I, just wanted to make you feel better”. “I have no idea what you must be going thru and I had no right to judge your husband”. Rising to leave, I continued; “I’ve said too much already and should probably leave”.
Stepping back from the table, I apologized once more and started to step away when Meri suggested, “I think you should sit down for a bit”.
Not sure what to think of her command and afraid to continue in the direction our conversation had turned, I did not react.
“Sit down…now”, she barked.
Fearing I was about to get a tongue lashing for the harassing comments, I practically cried; “I really am sorry, I spoke out of turn and had no right to say what I did”! Waiting for Meri to respond, I stood silent and waited for her to explode.
Lowering her gaze toward my midsection, I followed her eyes and was horrified to see the humongous bulge in my pants. Instinctively, I plunged back into my seat hoping to hide my erection. Hanging my head to avoid Meri’s attention, I felt the beads of sweat sprout along my scalp and temples.
“I don’t know what to say”, I mumbled more to myself.
“Soooo, what were you thinking about, was it the sexy nighty”? She smirked.
“I am so embarrassed; I can’t believe this happened…I’m speechless”.
Meri rose from her seat, placing her palms on the table and leaned toward me to speak in a hushed tone; “Guess what, I know you’ve been staring at my ass and tits for some time now and I’ve seen that bulge in your pants before”. Seeing the panic in my eyes she continued; “Don’t worry, I won’t tell; I have to admit that I’ve been turned on by it and have purposely tried to tease you by wearing clothes that would get you hard. I’ve wondered for some time now what that cock of yours would look and taste like…I’ve been fantasizing how it would feel up my ass”?
With the last word of her statement rolling off her tongue, Meri bolted upright, spun around and walked away from the table leaving me stunned in silence. As she stepped away I started out of my seat hoping to stop her before she could get far, but was reminded quickly of my bursting pants and plummeted back into my seat; looking to see if anyone had witnessed my obvious excitement I could only sit and watch Meri disappear through the cafeteria doors as I waited for the blood between my legs to subside.
When it was safe for me to stand again I sprinted to the elevator doors, hastily pounding on the floor buttons to retrieve my ride. As I anxiously waited my mind raced with what I would say to Meri, I knew I had to confront her to determine the authenticity of her statement, but how to broach the discussion again had me perplexed. The five floor ride was merciless; stopping at each level for passengers to exit and enter, standing at the back of the cabin, I felt my skin would explode as I impatiently rehearsed my line of questioning. “Bing”, the sound brought a heightened tension as the elevator doors slid open and brought me closer to the task at hand. Dashing through the office entrance I purposely sped past DD our receptionist; making sure not to make eye contact with her or any of my other coworkers and headed straight to the back of the room where I hoped Meri waited.
The office that I worked for was one of several satellite offices that covered the Phoenix Metro Area. My particular office employed 13 people; 10 account managers, 2 receptionists and the office manager. The office suite was simple in design with the reception area and Manager’s private office near the front doors. Spread out into two parallel columns were the individual workstations for the 10 account reps. Each row contained 5 cubicles that were separated by a shared aisle. My cubicle happened to be located at the very back of the office and provided complete privacy, with no incidental traffic passing by my entrance. I had always enjoyed the solitude but never realized how wonderful it would truly be until Meri changed everything. Adding to the privacy of our workstations was the way they were constructed. When most people think of cubicles, they probably think of the particleboard constructed partitions seen in most offices. Our cubicles were separated by plastered walls that stood around 5’ high and 3’ thick; encircling our work spaces with only a door sized gap as the exit into the hallway. This assembly added to the silence we all treasured and kept the background noise to a minimum. From my back corner, I could stand upright and look over my wall dividers and scan the whole office to see who was about or had entered our office. When Meri arrived and was assigned to the cubicle across from mine, it became the perfect setup for us to work in seclusion and mingle without notice from anyone in the office.
Hustling past my counterparts I approached Meri’s doorway, bracing myself for whatever her reaction might be. My hope of course was that she would confess to wanting me as much as I did her and that my sexual fantasies would soon come true. Rushing in I was surprised to see Meri; as if she were prepared and waiting, seated in the middle of her cubicle and facing me. Stopping just inside I hesitated briefly before summoning the strength to ask, “So what did you mean at lunch”?
“What are you talking about”?
Fearing I may have misjudged her, I whispered; “You know, what you said…about my…my cock”, I gestured with my index finger pointing to my crotch area
“Why, what’s wrong with your cock”?
“No…you mentioned…you wondered what it would taste like…or in your aa…your behind”?
“Oh that”, Meri answered as she lifted off her chair, grabbing hold of her skirt and hiking it up her thighs before sitting again and slowly closing the gap between us. I watched as she reeled forward, the wheels of her desk chair quietly scraping across the carpeted floor until she settled within inches of me. “I don’t know, what do you think it meant”? Her legs were spread wide and astride of mine, causing the hem of her skirt to rise even more and reveal the thin strip of her dark silk panties that brushed against her luscious treasure box.
“Well, I was thinking…hoping we could satisfy your curiosity”, I grinned, looking down on her now as she sat with her face parallel to my rising shaft.
“Hmmm, how are we going to cure my satisfaction”, Meri cooed as she calmly raised her right hand and began to rub the cloth of my pants, tracing the silhouette of my rigid pecker. Holding my breath, I watched in delight as Meri amused herself before reaching for my zipper and pulling down with a loud “ZZZZZ”. For brief moment I remembered where I was and quickly scanned over top the cubicle walls; relieved to see that there was no immediate threat as Meri reached for the sides of my fly area and with steady hands yanked outward to expand the opening. Without warning my dick sprang free, slicing between the threads of my fly and bobbed rigidly in front of Meri’s startled gaze. Recalling that the boxers I was wearing were the pair that constantly flayed open and allowed my penis to slither through the flap area whenever I became aroused, I smiled inwardly as I thanked my lucky stars that I had chosen to wear them that day.
“Whoa, someone’s anxious to meet me…and he’s a big one”, Meri panted as she took in every inch of my swollen member. “Mmmmmm, he looks delicious too”. Seizing hold, she made me twitch with delight as her fingers wrapped around my thick shaft appraising its weight and girth. My heart raced as she began to move her grip in a slow and deliberate pumping motion, forcing an uncontrolled sigh as I closed my eyes to enjoy Meri’s handjob.
“Looks like someone’s building up already”, Meri interrupted my dreamlike state after a few joyous minutes. Peeking to see what she was referring to I was rewarded by the sight of Meri’s tongue, extended and just millimeters from the tip of my joystick before making contact with the precum leaking from my tip. Scraping across my bulb and slit, she slowly pulled her head back; purposely elongating the silvery string of semen glued between my cockhead and her tongue. As she continued to back away, the silky thread-like filament began to bow and glisten from the glare of the overhead lights, until inevitably snapping apart; one end flipping up under her chin while the other dangled off the end of my helmet and fluttered in the air.
“Yummy, your juice tastes wonderful”, she exclaimed as she wiped the residue from her jowl and brought her hand to her mouth with the remnants of my precum. Licking her lips clear Meri grabbed hold of my organ and set about massaging its length in a hurried pace, the red of her fingernails becoming a blurred streak as she hammered away. Unexpectedly Meri’s head retracted, her neck tightening as her mouth spread wide forming a wide O before lunging forward in a lightening quick strike, impaling her mouth on my bloated rod, much like a snake taking its prey by surprise.
“Oh shit”!!! I squawked, forgetting for a moment that my co-workers were on the other side of the partition. “Oh, shit, that’s fucking good”, I repeated in a lower tone as Meri’s head bobbed back and forth, her tongue cradling the bottom of my shaft and warming its length. She had one hand at the base of my cock, holding it at the perfect angle for her piston-like assault while her other hand began to unfasten my belt and the clasp of my pants. Pulling away briefly, Meri helped me to lower my slacks and boxers; both sliding to the ground and bunching up around my ankles. Totally exposed and vulnerable, I stood submissively as Meri went back to work; her breathing intensifying and becoming louder as she took more and more of my dick in her mouth. My eyes were glued on her lips as they encased my pecker, leaving a smear of lipstick at her deepest thrust of my shaft.
“FFFWOP”, the sound reverberated off the thin plastered walls as Meri pulled away from her face fuck. “I want you to give it to me in my mouth when you’re ready”, she eagerly pleaded as she gasped for air and then returned to wolfing down my cock in a savage manner; slurping and sucking so loud that I began to worry again that everyone would hear the sounds emanating from the back corner. As the stirring in my testicles increased, I quickly checked the office once more to ensure we were safe.
My balls began to ache as they filled and the time drew nearer when I would erupt. Sensing my predicament and attempting to postponement my discharge, Meri released my drenched pecker, pressing it against my abdomen and clearing an open path for her ravenous mouth to dine on my hard balls. As she nibbled on my sack I felt her hand pat the inside of my thighs, signaling me to widen my stance. With my pants still crumpled at my ankles, I bowed my legs as much as I could to accommodate her silent request. With more freedom Meri tilted her head so she could take both testicles into her mouth, making me flinch slightly as she bit down and pulled at the skin of my scrotum with her teeth. Unprepared for what happened next, I nearly soiled myself as Meri startlingly penetrated my asshole with one of her fingers. I hadn’t noticed her hand sliding between my legs and ass cheeks when she tapped my thighs earlier, her index finger having settled on the rim of my anus before plunging foreword. I instinctively squeezed my rectum at first and fought Meri’s attempt to pierce me as the new sensation was discomforting. Unwilling to quit, she persisted until I finally relaxed and let her jab away, letting her explore deep inside my rectum.
Releasing her oral grip of my nuts, Meri asked; “Have you ever had your ass finger fucked before”? Still adjusting to the sensation, I apprehensively nodded no. “Just relax”, Meri continued as the finger in my anus worked in a spiral motion and her free hand clutched my cock in an identical cadence. Within moments the sensation became enjoyable and I felt my opening widen, inviting Meri to push farther and quickly add a second digit. Having only reached my early 30’s I had yet to reach the age of my first prostate exam, but if Meri’s manipulation could be so electrifying, maybe I wouldn’t have to worry so much when the time finally came I laughed to myself.
“How’s it feeling”?
“I can’t believe this is happening to me”, I huffed in response.
“I’ll be expecting payback you know”, Meri hinted as she lunged forward and consumed my cock in one swift move. Realizing I was close to the end her tempo intensified as she removed her fingers from my rear end and placed both hands on my hips. By now my balls were agonizingly rock solid and I could feel the floodgate ready to burst. Placing my hands behind her head, I grabbed hold and jammed all 8 inches as far down her throat as I could. Meri gagged struggling to take all of me in her mouth, but it was too late; by this point I was a volcano in pre-eruption mode, the lava surging upward and only seconds from bursting free. With Meri’s head firmly secured in my hands I began to violently pitch, my lower abdomen crashing against Meri’s nose and chin as I jammed her full. I felt my shaft swell as the cream quickened and my dick began to spasm. “Here it comes”, I gasped; unloading with a ferocity I had never experienced before. As my spunk showered the back of Meri’s throat in an endless convulsion of cum, I continued to gouge away at Meri’s mouth; still holding her head as she choked down my sperm. Balancing my spraying seed with a mouth full of throbbing dick, Meri labored to breath but never stopped or slowed her assault on my gushing well.
After several more spurts the contractions began to slow, prompting Meri to increase her suction to coax every last drop. When it appeared I had run dry Meri pulled back and grabbed hold of my shaft, pinching it like a tube of toothpaste until a final bead oozed to the surface. Grinning as she uncovered the hidden treat she pounced on my sensitive pecker one more time to gobble up the last remnants, before ending with an immaculate tongue cleansing of my cock. She expertly licked the length and circumference of my shaft, making sure to give extra care to my hypersensitive crown until it sparkled clean with her spit. Finished, Meri leaned back in her chair rolling her tongue across her lips and then smiled as we stared silently at each other. Rising to stand face to face she pressed her moist lips against mine, prodding her tongue inside my mouth and lathering my taste buds, teeth and cheek linings with her sperm coated tongue.
“Do you like the way you taste”? Meri trumpeted as she pulled back from our lip-lock. Experiencing another new sensation, I nodded in agreement as the salty taste marinated in my mouth. “I do too”, she chortled. Still shocked by the whole episode I remained cemented in place as I watched Meri retreat a few steps, smoothing her skirt down with a brush of her hand before turning her back to me and moving toward the hallway. Stopping to look back at me she chuckled and pointed; “I think you better put that thing away before someone sees it, if anyone walks in now I’ll deny everything and say you flashed me”.
Embarrassed suddenly as I took stock of my appearance; my trousers and briefs crumpled around my ankles; as well as; my balls and limp dick dangling fully exposed; I quickly reached down and pulled my clothes up and awkwardly redressed. With hands on her hips and brimming from ear to ear, Meri declared; “I’m going to get something to drink and clean up a little”, as she motioned to the cluttered hair I had tugged on earlier. “When I get back…do you think you friend there will be ready for some more? I’d like to feel him in my ass if you’re up to it”? And just like earlier in the cafeteria she spun around and walked away before I could respond.
Thrown for a loop again I quietly finished straightening up and buckled my belt as Meri walked past the other cubicles and out of the office. Alone and uncertain what my next move should be I shuffled back to my chair and plopped down, recalling the incredible blowjob and the fact that it had just happened at work. Likewise, Meri’s parting sentence echoed in my mind, “When I get back…I’d like to feel him in my ass”. Was she teasing me or did she expect me to fuck her in the ass? If so, was it going to happen here, in her cubicle again…now? And where was this relationship going? Anxious to find out what Meri had in mind I positioned my chair so that I was facing her cubicle and started to rub the outline of my spent cock; hoping to have it ready when she returned.

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My friendly wife

I met him quite accidentally, when I was on my official tour. (I am a marketing executive (age 30) of an MNC pharma company) We were old friends – studied in the same School. As it happens in such occasions, there was an initial euphoria, and when it was over, we decided to celebrate the occasion in a roadside bar. He made a call to his wife, telling her that we would have our dinner outside. I was happy sipping a beer and was remembering our old days, when, to my surprise, I found him gulping down almost half the bottle of whisky and still ordering for more. I signaled the waiter to stop as I was an occasional drinker, and I was hungry. We had a heavy dinner and I paid for the bill, amidst protests from my friend. So, after a few good byes, I thought of moving to my lodging house as I had some hectic work to do the next day.
But, when I finally convinced him that he had had enough and brought him out of the pub, he was so drunk that he could not even insert the bike key in its slot. Knowing that if I allowed him to drive, it was a sure act of suicide, I decided to drop him home, before moving to my hole. But I never thought he would be so drunk that he could forget the way to his own home, and after going round and round over a few streets, I took out his visiting card from his pocket, and enquiring here and there, reached his house around 11 in the night. I was happy that light was still burning in his house.
I honked the horn twice and a sleepy face peeped through the window. After a few seconds the front door opened, and a very young girl of around 20 came out. My friend gave that foolish grin as would such drunkards do, and tried to introduce me to her. His mouth opened to say something, but instead of words, a stream of vomit, a mixture of whisky and snacks, sprayed on my shirt before I could react. His job finished, he faltered and started to fall. Even forgetting the stench killing my nostrils, I rushed to stop him from falling. And his wife joined.
With much difficulty, we carried him into his bedroom almost dragging and laid him on the bed. By that time, he was totally gone, quite oblivious to what was happening to him and into the deep drunken slumber. She looked up at me and said in a very low voice “There is a bathroom in the hall; please change your dress and also take a bath. I will wash them up shortly.”
I had nothing to say, so I obeyed. When I returned from the bath room wrapping a towel around my waist (my dresses were in the suitcase), she was standing in the hall looking very sad.
I thought I owed an explanation. “We are friends during school days”. I sounded almost apologetic. “We met again after 10 years gap, and he wanted to celebrate. Perhaps, I should have stopped him much earlier”.
“It is okay” she replied in a matter of fact tone. “I have seen him in much worse condition”. Her words were interrupted by the deafening sound of snoring coming from my friend’s bed room. I was shocked to hear that. A wife so beautiful like her, recently married as was evident from her mangal sutra, there was no reason for my friend to behave like that.
“Why?” I wanted to know, but she ignored my question. “Here is some milk?” she extended a cup of hot steaming milk and asked “Would you like to see some TV news?”. I nodded in assent, as I had that habit of watching late night news before going to bed.
She switched on the TV, changed it to news channel and started moving towards the bathroom. “I may be late. Shall be washing your clothes & others. There is your bed room” She pointed her beautiful hand towards a closed door and I nodded. She went into the bathroom closing the door behind her and I heard the water running. She was washing my clothes, I thought sipping the milk.
She looked very beautiful, and though I felt guilty of thinking like that about a friend’s wife, I could not help remembering her wonderful body. She was very shapely, and from the contours exhibited through her night dress, I could see her breasts very firm and her back intoxicating (you know, I was already slightly intoxicated by that strong beer). She was lean but not skinny, and she had the curves that made her very sexy.
Shaking my head to drive away these thoughts, I tried to concentrate on the TV news which was discussing about the sudden drop in stock prices on that day and I got absorbed in it. I had staked lots of money in the stocks and a 5 percent drop meant a lot of money. Soon I forgot my friend and his sexy wife and was deeply into the stock market news, when I heard somebody screaming. I thought that it was my imagination and continued to view the news item which was saying that I had lost about 30% of my hard earned savings on that day itself. Right at that time, the bathroom door opened suddenly with force, and out she came running, screaming and naked.
I froze in my seat for a second, then rose quickly to receive her. She straight ran into my outstretched hands, shaking terribly, as if she had seen a something dangerous and attacking her. She could not speak and was half hysterical that I had to hold her to my chest very firmly to restrain her shivering body. I was a little worried to see her so frightened, and looked towards the bathroom door to see what was threatening her. I didn’t have to wait for long.
Out came, flying in great speed, brownish colored, a giant sized – you know what? – a Cockroach. Wizzing past with the sound of the propeller of a plane, it flew tentatively towards us, then changed course midway and went straight to the television screen and settled on it. It ran across the TV screen aimlessly and then, as if it had changed its mind, started flying again across the hall. It disappeared somewhere behind me and before I could guess where it went, it came back swiftly from behind me (I could not move, as she was hugging me tightly) and settled on her naked butts. She gave a screeching sound once again, and her body convulsed against me, as if she was experiencing a nightmare.
The cockroach started running on her mosaic back like a little child, and when I tried to catch it, it escaped and again started flying around. She was now totally out of control, her slender body writhing against me like a snake. In that melee, I lost my previous towel around my waist, leaving me very nude like her. Finally the cockroach made its way to their bed room where her husband was sleeping and did not come back.
I thought for a moment, made a quick decision, and lifting her in my hands, carried her to the room reserved for me, and laid her down on the bed.
My intention was purely to make her safe from that terrorist-cockroach. But as I saw her on the bed, lying on her back, with her entire front portion displayed in my view, my mind had gone wild. She looked very sexy to my beer-charged eyes and her boobs were very fleshy and round than I had thought earlier. Her triangular mound between her thighs was puffy, brownish, in quite contrast to her pure white body, making me crazy. I could not resist myself and jumped on the bed, beside her, started kissing her face every where, my hands feverishly working on her breasts.
For a few moments she seemed not to care, still dazed, then her eyes suddenly opened wide, and seeing my face very close to her, she immediately started to wriggle free of me, and struggled hard with her hands and legs to push me off her. But she was no match to my strength and I forced her down, kissing her on her face all the time.
“Please,” she begged me “I am your friend’s wife. Don’t do this to me. Please”. But I was far gone beyond this finer sense, aided by the intoxication of the liquor inside me.
She struggled hard for a brief time, her protests slowing down gradually as she realized my superior strength, and finally stopped fighting. But became very rigid, like a women under sedation, making no movement, lying like a dead body, but still covering her breasts with her hands and crossing her legs tightly thus hiding her golden mound effectively from me.
From the shape of her breasts and her behavior, I had a doubt about her sex life with her husband. Her breasts bore no marks of teeth or finger nails, showing that she was still almost a virgin. She was frightened at my aggression as sex seemed to be very new to her, I surmised, and decided to go slowly.
I kissed her very gently on her forehead, then her eyes, and slowly sliding down to her ears and posted a strong kiss into her ear, which should normally turn her on. She did not show any emotion, was lying like a girl suffering from coma. But I continued my solo play. Her breasts were indeed small and round, but still her hands were unable to cover them completely. I placed my fingers in the gap of her fingers and began my expert work, massaging her breast and using my thumb and index finger, slightly squeezed the nipple, as you would fondle your penis before mastrubation.
She let out a “sssssssssshhhhHH” quite inaudibly, but continued her non-cooperation.
Emboldened, I forced my fingers over her hitherto sagging breasts and continued my usual massage (as I would do to my wife) starting from the lower end, slowly sliding towards the top, squeezing the tiny nipple with two fingers. After a few seconds of massaging, I could sense her breasts and nipple becoming live, hardening and her body slowly relaxing. Then I began to kiss on her breasts (forcing her hands away, which were becoming weak) and started licking her nipple. She held her breath as my tongue played on her, passing all sides, and occasionally teasing her tender small grape-sized nipple with my teeth.
After considerable time spending on her marvelous breasts, I got down to her abdomen and my tongue started playing on her naval, probing into the small opening. Quite unexpectedly, this turned her on, and she moved her torso beneath me, very slowly, giving indication that she was getting aroused. I continued to play with her sexy naval, even as my hands were busy with her breasts.
I could sense that she was now breathing heavily. That was enough for me. My mouth moved further down to the triangle below, created by her two crossed legs, and kissed over it. As if by magic, her hands flew from her breasts, and held my hair very tightly, it hurt me, and tried to pull my head away from her golden mound.
She must have been bathing at the time of the unscheduled visit of the cockroach, as she smelt of pleasant fragrance. I now used both of my hands to force her thighs open up and after some brutal effort she gave in. My God! Once again I gasped at the excellent panoramic view that spread before me.
Hers was a very small light coloured oval shaped cunt, its opening guarded by two harmless lips, separated by a slim line that was glistening with the pre-cum liquid. There was no bushy hair, as it appeared that she had recently shaved clean. Her thighs were simply bright golden colour, and a few purple patches here and there, because of the pressure I applied to pry them open.
I bent down, and gently brushed her quivering lower lips with a slight kiss. At the touch of my lips, her body trembled and she let out a “NOOOOOOOOOO” once again. But she did nothing to ward me off and even reduced the pressure of her thighs I started kissing lightly all around her cunt, careful not to touch it, her thighs, lower abdomen and hip, and I found her getting high every minute..
I felt suffocated, my face buried between her tightly held thighs and I lifted my head up to get some air. You won’t believe it, but she pushed my head down with her hands, opening up her thighs a little wider so I could get more access to her lower lips comfortably. I wondered! How sex changes women!
Emboldened, I started licking the rim of her golden pussy, careful not to touch the centre line, but on the rim of her oval cunt,. Despite her, she began to moan, slowly moving her bottom in tune with the movement of my tongue. All the while, my hands were playing and massaging on her hip, just between the hip joint and starting of the pubic hair – an area, which I found very much arousing the women (especially my wife).
She was now really going wild, with her mouth uttering the moans quite loudly and her butts thrusting upwards, forcing me to take her vagina. Her lower mouth was now salivating freely, I felt her erect clit and rolled it between my lips as you would a tasty cherry. She cried out in pleasure. Then, I started attacking the crack with my tongue, going from the bottom of the opening, slowly going up right through the crack, an inch of my tongue digging through her opening.
“Aaaaaah”, :AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaOOO” Ssssssssssssssssshhhhhhh! was her rythmic moans as my tongue went up and down that impatient slit God created in women for the use of innocent men like me. She was now shaking all over, and from the sounds she was making, I could sense that she had already started journey towards the orgasm.
It was time, I thought, and moved between her legs, taking position carefully, and placed the tip of my arrogant cock over the opening.
Her eyes opened like she was awaken from a deep sleep, and her eyes caught the view of my throbbing cock, dangling before her like a dark carrot. I took the tip of my steady cock on the opening, and pressed. It entered into her, an inch immediately, thrusting away her protesting cunt walls (because of my size). I paused for a moment, as I saw her mouth opening into a perfect ‘O’, her upper body came off the bed, her head bent backwards, her thighs opening wide and almost breathless. I could see her enjoying the sensation of my cock inside her virgin cunt and pressed further, letting my cock drowning into her very slowly.
As I guessed earlier, she was not used at all earlier by my friend, and she was not getting all the pleasure in having such a monstrous cock insider her virgin cunt.
“Oh! “OOOOOOh! Was all she could say, shaking her head wildly, unable to take in the sensation my cock was creating into her..
Finally, I settled down into her tight and eager cunt, I felt very satisfied. (My wife’s cunt was a little bigger than my prick, and often I doubted whether I was inside her or not).
I felt her inner walls of the pussy hugging and pulsating my cock in a different way I never felt before and I felt like I was doing the fucking for the first time. A new sensation started brewing into me making me very happy and lustful. Which made my cock grow further, bulging like a mid sized banana.
I could not control myself and I began to move, and I found myself making deep thrusts at her. Initially, it was measured as if I was dealing with a fresh flower, afraid that Imight hurt her, but as I lost myself in that new sensation her cunt was creating to my cock, I began to make powerful thrusts into her. I could feel my entire length riding through that slim opening like a race car, smashing into the end of her cunt tunnel, making her scream like a little school girl on a roller coaster ride for the first time. Her moans were making me mad and I increased my speed further.
I did not, could not, stop and started making long and powerful thrusts into her sweet cunt, with uncontollable vigour. Somewhere in the distance I heard her calling me “Raaja, Raajaaa, Raaajaaaaaaaa, Come da, still deep into me, come on da; yes yes like that, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, go go go go gooooooo deep into me, deeeeeeeeeep, aaaaaaaaaaah yes, yes, aaaaaaaaaaaaa go go I want you still deeeeeeeeeeep, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah”. She didn’t stop and chattered like a little girl proud about her new found toy.
For any man, who finds his women below him getting thrilled with his cock, such a wonderful sounds will make him further mad, and confident, successful and strong and would turn into a monster who would do anything to satisfy that girl below.
Like that I felt very happy at her acknowledging my strength and my techniques, which gave her so much pleasure between her thighs! She was now lifting her butts up every time my cock assaulted her, receiving my entire length into her, as if eating me fully. I was completely out of mind then, making some of the powerful strokes that I never made before this, my hips moving like a express train,.
I was now working between the outstretched “V” shaped legs and still going strong, when I saw her going frenzy, her entire body moving up and down as if she was having fits, her fingers buried wildly on my back, her nails biting my flesh, and in a flash, her cunt began squirting warm sexy liquid in spurts on to me. She had hit the orgasm quite violently and her entire body was on fire, moving wildly below, all the time careful enough to receive my thrusts within her. She breathing very heavily, through mouth, deep and long, gasping for breath, making inaudible moans in between.
As she was half through that shattering orgasm, I felt my dam cracking and I flew into a mind shattering orgasm, and jets of happy liquid spurt into her enthralled cunt, drenching her thirsty pussy, going further deep into her womb, spilling over her thighs, and I was still pumping into her non stop……. I heard her still calling me something, shaking like a mating snake and my body was beyond my control, making deep strokes, still powerful jabs….
I didn’t know when we stopped. When I woke up, it was morning already and she was standing there with a cup of hot coffee in her hand, and a pleasant wife-smile on her lips.
“Good morning”, she cooed “Everything ready. Come on”.

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Very Hot Wife

Very Hot Wife.
This story is true, it took place over an 18 month period, only his name has been changed the rest is the way the encounter occurred, and I have the tapes to refer to for accuracy. This is the recount of her first affair.
My wife is 35 years old, five foot, long blond hair, 38dd breasts and a great ass. Here ass is virgin and which she has denied me but love to suck cock and swallow cum. I figures it was a fair trade off.
I was a summer afternoon and I was sitting in my office looking out the window when the intercom buzzed, you wife on lone three.
Hi what’s up? Well I had an interesting afternoon, really? Yes john former employee and distant neighbor has been here all afternoon drinking beer and bullshitting. Really? Yes and feeling me up and getting me really wet. Wow I didn’t think he was attracted to you.
The only way I got him to leave was tell him you were coming home early. Your telling me he just left? Yes, but he said he’d get more beer and be back around seven. Since it’s Friday night he may stay for while.
At seven o’clock the bell rang and I opened the door and in came john, Hi al, hi john, want a beer no thanks but open yourself one and have a seat.
My wife Joyce came down from upstairs in shorts and a t-shirt. Hi john how are you, great thought I’d stop over for a beer, my wife is pissed at me so I didn’t get any dinner but caught a burger before I came over.
Joyce sat down very close to John, he looked at her and smiled. I have to go to the bathroom be right back and up stairs I went. Because of the angle of the mirror in the room and the fact that I could peer into the room unnoticed gave me an interesting vantage point.
The minute I was out of sight he grabbed her and started kissing her. He was alternating between kissing her tits and rubbing her crotch.
After a couple of minutes Joyce was thrusting he hips into his hand as he continued to rub her clit through her shorts.
I opened the door and slowly pretended to be coming down. They separated and by the time I was back you could see she was really hot. For the next half hour he drank two beers and I went to the bathroom twice.
The second trip he got her off right on the couch. When I got back I saw the look and new she had creamed in her shorts.
John said I have to pee, go downstairs, there is a bathroom down there, thanks but first I’m going out to the car I’ve got more beer in the cooler. Once he walked out I asked her did you cum, damn right, I must have a wet stain the size of a softball. I think he wants to fuck me? I think your right. Well let him. Great, Thanks. How are we going to get this going, I don’t know we’ll play it by ear.
The front door opened and John came in with a cooler with three beers in it. Ok beer in the fridge and where can I piss. The downstairs bathroom.
The moment he went down stairs Joyce got up and took off her shorts and t shirt. She had on a red bra and red low cut red panties. Are you going down stairs like that? Yes this will signal my intentions, go for it, I am.
The room was set up so I could go down the stairs with her and hide in the laundry room with a clear view of the bathroom and the TV area.
She opened the door the bathroom, John was standing there with cock in hand, for the moment he tried to put it back into his pants. Hold up big guy don’t put him way and in she stepped. She wrapped hands around his cock and gently start jerking him off. Wow this is nice and big. Nice out fit, Thanks. Let go over to the couch. They walked out of the bathroom but she never let go of his cock. She kept rubbing it, they sat down and she put her head in his lap and put the head in her mouth. What about Al? he’s fine with this, can he come down and sit with us? He sure can. Joyce let go of the cock to yell come down, he stood her up in front of him and said would you take off your panties and bra, yes. Bra first then panties.
Then next thing he lifted her onto the sofa and started rubbing his cock on her clit and pussy lips. She was already moaning and plop the head went in, for the next seven minutes he fucked her silly. She had at least two orgasms and was building toward a third when he sat up pulled he hips tighter to him let out a groan and hot wet sticky cum was flooding her insides. That put her over the top and she came again yelling fuck me oh god yes fuck me. They laid there for a couple of moments and he started fucking her again slowly at first then faster until once again they both exploded he came in her and her juices flowed over the sofa.
My god babe is there any more cum in your nut sack? Joyce there is for you. Great, hand me my panties, ok. Joyce thought she would go clean up but John had other ideas as she got her panties on and stood up he grabbed he shoulder and she was on her knees in front of him with his cock in her mouth. She was a great cock sucker but after having come twice in the last five minutes it took a little while but as she said it was well worth it. She was sucking for all she could and he tensed up, cum flowed out into her mouth. The amount of cum was amazing, she swallowed twice and let the rest sit on her tongue, she smiled at him and swallowed the balance of his load. My god babe you come in quarts. Is that a problem? No I love the taste of cum, good because your going to get plenty from me, that’s the best news I’ve had in a month.
John stood up, I have to piss. Ok you use this bathroom I’ll go upstairs. No sooner had he gone in then I entered the room and Joyce and I headed upstairs. She was in front of me and as she walked she made squish sounds, my god look at the stain in your panties. He really does come in quarts.
How was he? Great his cock is bigger then yours and he cums with such force it feels wonderful. Pull those panties down, ok. I leaned her over the vanity and fucked her and added another load of cum to her wet sloppy pussy.
Thanks for the fuck, your welcome now lets get back down stairs, I need to change I’m leaking cum, no way. You like cum scoop it up and swallow it, ok I can do that. Besides when we get down you can show him the stain and swallow while we watch. Sounds good to me.
As we got to the basement John was sitting on the couch, hey John look at the mess you made looking at my wife’s crotch. Happy to be of service. Joyce sat in a chair across from us. She gave us a smile and spread her legs, cum was leaking steadily as her pussy had taken three loads. Just relax guy’s I’m going to sit and enjoy a cum break. She put her hand down her panties and a moment later came up with a handful of white warm cum. She put it in her mouth smiled swallowed and open her mouth to show it was gone. She repeated this about ten times until the major amount of cum was in her belly.
She pulled her panties down enough so we could see her clit, she started rubbing it using the cum still in her panties as lube. In nothing flat her nipples popped out and the clit was standing straight up, I wouldn’t say no to a good long hard fuck.
John got up, pulled her into a laying down position and stuck his cock in, in nothing flat he was balls deep and fucking like he was possessed. Joyce alternated between your cock feel great to oh god to fuck me harder to I’m cumming. This went on for at least 20 minutes, when finally john grabbed her ass and pushed as deep as he could go. Her eyes shot open, a low moan and then a scream of pleasure as he pumped yet another hot load into her sloppy pussy.
They laid there for five minutes until John got up and headed for the bathroom. Joyce looked dazed, she sat up pulled up the wet panties and had a look like she had been fucked senseless. John came out of the bathroom half dressed, walked over to her and said don’t you want any more cum? She smiled put her hand in her pussy, came out with two finger of cum and started swallowing it. She rubbed the cum on her tits and face in her hair and just about all over. I love cum especially yours.
I have to go but I’ll call you, please call me soon was Joyce’s response.
She walked him to the front door in nothing but soaking wet panties, kissed him and closed the door.
She turned and looked at me, hon I didn’t think it was possible but I have just been fucked senseless and loved it.

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Disciplin from Jen Chap #3

Chapter #3
I almost didn’t want to do it. Despite knowing, hoping for, what I was about to see, I had such vivid imagery banging about in my mind that I was worried if I stopped to open my eyes it would all disappear. The moment flashed by and my senses returned. I had the real thing waiting in front of me, don’t blow it now. Obey.
The past few moments had seemed like hours, and my eyes agreed. I squinted as I tried to comply with my instructions, searching the room for where they had come from. There, beside the bed, between the glow of candles and her lamp, Jennifer stood, staring intently back at me, her body canted a bit, creating a sweeping curve from her hip to her shoulder, her auburn hair flowing wildly about the other. I immediately noticed she was dressed, in something, but her breasts were exposed and my eyes widened at the discovery. Upon seeing my excitement Jennifer jumped on the opportunity to take charge again.
“Oh, don’t get your hopes up, buddy. You won’t be feeling these just yet.”
As she spoke she lifted her heaving tits up in her hands and her gaze dipped just enough to leer at me across the bridge of her nose. With her breasts bouncing in her grasp I could now see what had created the metallic sound emanating from the closet earlier. Three gold chains stretched across the red fabric of the open cup corset she was wearing, just below where her breasts had been. She released them and her flesh slapped the metal, re-creating the sound. She raised them again, and let them fall, clinking against the golden chains. Finally she pressed them into each other and pinched her own nipples, something she knew I loved to watch her perform. I would often beg her to do it as I fucked her, especially while cumming.
I have long appreciated Jennifer’s tits, even before we ever dated, but especially since first getting to play with them shortly after finishing high school. My “graduation gift” she called it. They are large, very large, 34G’s in fact. I didn’t even know that a G cup was a real bra size until I spent the day shopping for them with her a few years ago. I remember sitting in the “man chair”, a black leather recliner, outside the ladies dressing rooms at the department store while Jennifer and the distractingly attractive woman working in the lingerie section walked back and forth with handfuls of bras, trying to find one that could handle her booming cleavage without distorting her figure. After several unsuccessful trips to the rack the woman inquired if she had ever been custom fitted before, to which Jen replied she hadn’t. I had gotten to watch in frozen wonder as another woman handled my wife’s bare breasts, academically of course, as a doctor performing an examination, but it still excited me. 34G was the result. To this day I think they both knew when I got up to go to the restroom that it wasn’t to take a piss. I often fantasize about the conversation the two of them may have had after I left to relieve myself. It usually results in my jerking off to the image of the fitting session ending in a lesbian encounter in the dressing room between my wife and the helpful lingerie saleslady. Another fantasy, for another time.
With each clank of the chains against her tits Jen’s sly grin widened. She could tell it was having the desired effect on me and my cock now throbbed randomly in the open as I stood motionless, hoping at any moment she would approach me and begin my discipline. Instead, she turned around and gave me a view of the back of the garment, which was laced up the middle with black ribbon. At the bottom it peaked downward, as if a beacon pointing the way to her ample bubble ass. If glancing quickly from behind one would have believed she was wearing no panties, but I knew there was a thong under there. If I was to get inside her during this encounter she was going to make me work for it. I followed her legs to where her thigh high stockings began and traced them with my eyes all the way to the floor where she stood in a pair of red spike heeled shoes. I shuttered when I saw them, knowing full well they would be probably be embedded in my flesh at some point in the evening.
She stood there another few moments, long enough for me to get a good look, then turned and faced me once again. I never even realized that she had picked something up off the night stand, but she now clutched something in her hand. I couldn’t make it out, but it was completely covered in one hand and couldn’t have been the purple dildo, the item I so longed for her to employ. She put whatever she was holding behind her back in one hand and finally took a few steps toward me. She stopped at the corner of the bed and seemed as if she would say something, but didn’t. The uncertainty was killing me, and she knew it.
She was much closer now, close enough to touch, in fact. I thought about reaching out to her, just to get a reaction of some kind, but my hands stayed frozen at my sides. She took a few more steps and was now behind me, with an unknown object in her hand and my naked body at her whim. I began to tense, thinking that surely something was about to happen, but she simply rounded me and stopped again at the opposite corner of the bed. As she moved she kept her body turned so as not to divulge the secret behind her back.
Again she passed behind me to the other side of the bed. And again. And again. Each moment she was behind me, out of sight for only a second, I grew more tense. My ass clenched tightly and my erection bounced each time I lost sight of her. I almost couldn’t take any more and wanted desperately to speak it, but finally she stopped, right in the blind spot and didn’t come out the other side.
“Bend over.”
The command was crisp but not loud, and she only had to give it once. I halfway attempted to comply by bending only slightly at the waist and placing both hands on my knees. As I had hoped, it wasn’t good enough.
“Over the bed!”
With the order came a cold palm on my ass, the crack of which I thought would certainly be heard down the hallway by anyone who may have wandered upstairs. With the contact I determined what she had been hiding in her hand. She must have slipped the ring on, and turned it inward, while I was distracted by her pacing. It had been an anniversary gift, a half carat diamond arraignment in an arc, the center of which rose sharply above the rest, making a perfect tip in the middle. As it bit into my skin I let out a dull grunt and fell immediately onto the bed, my rear now completely vulnerable and waiting.
“You’d better get your act together if you ever want to cum tonight!” she warned.
Another smack came, this time on the other cheek, and then another, and another. Each time she struck me the sting grew more intense, until they all seemed to blend together in a painful hot massage. After several more spankings on both sides of my ass, and another verbal warning demanding my obedience, she stopped the assault. My bottom burned blissfully and I surmised it now matched my mistress’s outfit in color and intensity.
“Hands out.”
I had fallen onto the bed with my hands tucked in, close to my chest, and gripped the sheets as I was being hit. I slid them out to the sides, toward the corners of the bed and spread my fingers apart. If she started beating me again I didn’t want her to see me grabbing at the linens. I wanted her to think it wasn’t working, so she would continue.
When I had assumed the requested position she shoved her knee into my groin from behind, pushing hard until my cock and balls pressed into the mattress and my torso moved further up the bed.
“Don’t fucking move.”
Jennifer rarely used profanity, even in anger, and never in casual speaking, but during sex it had become somewhat common. She knew I liked it when she begged, “Fuck me harder!” or “Stick that big cock in my ass!” It excited me that she had cursed, another sign she was in the moment and enjoying what she was doing to me. Of course, I had absolutely no intentions of going anywhere. Why would I?

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Bus ride to sex

An incident similiar to this happened to me a few yaers ago then a hot online friend and I exchanged some private messages and the following story resulted.

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Loving Carol, part I: the beginning

As I approach the end of my life, I find that I have only one story to tell. It is this one. It is absolutely true in all but trivial detail. I have never told this tale to anyone, and I am grateful for this place where I can finally let it out. Perhaps there will be healing in the telling. Read this with compassion and respect. Whatever is left of my soul is here.

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Childhood friend became lover

This is a thru story of my friend. Names are changed but characters and the story is real. …..ppl who are looking for perfect grammar and spellings can move to other stories my english is’t perfect.

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Strangers in the night

I am not an exhibitionist as such, but I do enjoy walking about the house naked when my wife is out visiting friends or attending her various clubs and societies. Our sex life is practically non existent these days, and so this rare move into private nudity helps to keep me sane.
My wife goes to bed about 11pm I have always been something of a night owl and therefore stay up, take the opportunity to be nude, and I stay up watching TV or surfing the net. Six months ago I decided to be brave and walk around the garden in the dark for a few minutes. I found the fresh air on my naked body to be very invigorating and wanted to stay longer, but walking around a small garden dozens of times can me rather boring.
I then decided to risk the open streets. I have noticed that after 11pm in our neighbourhood is something of a ghost town. There are no pubs, clubs or anything nearby to attract anyone. I treated my first venture into the streets as a fact finding mission. I did not undress on that first occasion. To my delight I found everywhere totally deserted. I walked for about ten minutes in one direction, turning into about ten streets, before turning returning the same way.
I met no-one on that first nightly walk or on the second walk with my clothes on. I was happy that my evening naked walk would not be affected by unwanted spectators. I stripped off for the third walk and enjoyed the freedom of nudity in public, without the embarrassment of being seen. It was on my fourth evening of nudity that it happened. I reached the corner of Southwood Street, about to turn into Mere crescent, when coming round the corner in the opposite direction I was faced with a woman about my own age.
We both stopped dead in our tracks and stared at each other. She was as naked as I was! In the few seconds I was staring at her in the light from a nearby street lamp, I noticed her lovely mature breasts, flat tummy, long shapely legs and neatly trimmed pubic hairs.
“I’m not a pervert or anything! “ I tried to explain, hoping against hope that she wouldn’t scream or do anything which might bring others to the scene.
“Ditto here! “sHe replied with a nervous smile.
“I suppose we should say hello?” I gave an equally nervous laugh.
“Hello!” she said, offering me her right hand “Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise” I replied, grasping her tiny hand and gently shaking.
“Do you walk around here often?” she asked.
“Yes every evening lately. I Might suspend activities now though. Thought I’d be alone.”
“Oh please don’t stop on my account!” she pleaded “This is my first, and last, time.”
“And don’t you stop on my account either!” I snapped a little harshly “It’s a free country.”
She nodded silently, and we stood staring at each other for what seemed ages. Her lovely naked body was beginning to arouse me in a way I hadn’t been affected for a long time. She glanced down, without any trace of embarrassment or fear, to see my penis starting to rise and thicken.
“Oh crikey!” I exclaimed “I am so sorry!” I attempted to cover my growing manhood with my hands.
“Don’t you dare apologise!” she snapped “that’s a compliment I haven’t experienced in a long, long time.”
“You don’t mind?” I queried, my embarrassment starting to wane, to be replaced with utter relief.
“Not at all” she smiled “I just hope that is me that have caused it?”
“Oh it’s you alright!” I laughed, as my cock grew harder and longer “You have a lovely body.”
“Thank you kind sir!” she giggled, and offered a quaint mock curtsey.
“It’s been a long time since anyone caused it to happen.”
“Oh dear! It seems we both have similar problems.” She smiled and gazed at my cock, now fully erect and towering upwards from my groin “What a shame for you, you have such a lovely erection.”
“Thank you.”
“You are very welcome. I’ sorry if this means you will have an uncomfortable walk with it?”
“Oh don’t worry” I chuckled “if it doesn’t go quickly I will have to make it go.”
“Masturbation?” she queried, her eyebrows raised in apparent surprise.
“It’s doubtful my wife will be willing or even awake for anything else.”
“Well it is my entire fault for being like this” She indicated her nudity “Can I help in any way?”
Talking in that way about my erection caused my cock to harden even more. The pressure was starting to hurt. She noticed my discomfort.
“I wouldn’t be so cheeky as to ask?”
“You are not asking” she smiled “I am offering!”
Without further explanation she curled her right hand around the shaft of my cock and gently squeezed. It felt so good! She slowly moved her hand up and down.
“Is that nice?” she whispered quietly.
“It’s lovely” I replied honestly and truthfully.
It had been ages since my wife, never mind another woman, had touched my cock that I feared a premature ejaculation that would ruin the wonderful atmosphere that was building. I thankfully controlled my growing erotic feelings as she began to grip me tighter and move her hand a little faster.
“I never thought I would be doing something like this when I left the house” she laughed.
“No me neither. But I’m glad you are.”
“Are you really?” she queried, her eyes lighting up as her face broke out into a beautiful smile.
“Of course I am! What man wouldn’t appreciate a beautiful naked woman doing this for him?”
“Do you really think I am beautiful?” she asked quietly, “My husband never tells me these days.”
“You are absolutely gorgeous, with an incredible body to match!”
The grip on my cock tightened as she masturbated me, obviously enjoying it as much as I was. She snuggled into my chest as she continued working her hand up and down. Without thinking I slipped an arm around her and ran my hand over her bare thigh and left cheek of her bottom. She looked up and smiled. A happy smile, a contented smile, a smile that told me to continue. So I did. I slid my hand upwards and found the curve of her left breast. I slipped my hand fully over it and began to gently massage. I felt her body tremble as I squeezed and fondled a little harder.
The grip on my cock tightened yet again and I could sense my climax was near. I tried to fight away the growing feelings in my groin. I didn’t want this to end so soon. I reached over with my other hand and crossed over hers to find a warm wet welcome between her legs. She parted them obligingly. I appreciated the help and slid a finger into her wet pussy. Her body twitched and became firmer as I pushed further inside her. She pushed her groin on to my finger and squashed her pussy hard on to my hand. Two more fingers slipped inside her throbbing wet hole.
She began to moan with obvious delight as I fingered her as expertly as I could. It had been such a long time for me. I seemed to be doing the right things though, and she certainly was! The pressure in my balls was mounting and I was almost ready to burst. I fingered her pussy with more urgency. Eager to make her cum before I exploded. I suddenly remembered something from the distant past. My thumb found her clitoris and began to play on the hardening button that was the switch to finally turn on her extreme emotions. I pulled hard upwards with two of my fingers, in swift jerking movements, towards her clitoris. I felt her body trembling and shaking as my fingers jerked up and down inside her. My thumb flicked firmly on her clitoris. My balls felt as if they were bursting. She cried out
“I’m cumming!” They would have probably heard her in the next street. She screamed as her orgasm overcame her …”Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!.” she cried out loud. “I needed that!” It was unfortunate that we didn’t cum together, but my own climax followed a minute later. She pumped up and down on the shaft of my prick and my juices spurted upwards and across the pavement.
“Wow!” she cried, guiding my cock with her hand “You sure needed that too!”
I pulled my fingers out of her extremely wet pussy, but she kept hold of my dick until I had spurted my full load. I quickly began to subside, with my dick diminishing with every second that passed. She finally released my cock and grabbed my hand. We held hands tightly and walked the length of the street together. At the corner we stopped. It was time to go home.
“I don’t even know your name?” I said just as we parted.
“Let’s leave it at that.” She replied “Let us just be two strangers in the night.”

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True Story

My only threesome

Intro: This is my first story… So bear with me please. Any feedback or comments are greatly appreciated.
My name is Adam and to put it simply, my girlfriend, Michelle, is a nympho. Always craving sex and never too sore or tired to have a little fun. I must say, it is a blessing. And in a way, it’s my fault (not that I’m complaining).
We started dating when I was 16 and she was 13. At the time, she was a sweet, innocent little girl. After a few weeks, our conversations and actions turned a little bit naughty and as she puts it “I corrupted her.” But man, I’m glad I did. But that was 4 years ago.
Now, she stand at 5’3”, 130 lbs, she is a tiny girl but beautifully proportioned. From top to bottom, she is perfect. She is part Mexican, making her a little bit darker with a great complexion. Amazing long black and red hair, with sparkling brown eyes and a cute smile, GORGEOUS 36 DDD boobs (yes, DDD on that slim, toned body) without the slightest bit of sag that some larger breasts have, beautiful curves and a flat stomach that lead to her delicious ass. And her legs, oh my god. She is a runner, with perfectly toned legs. God, I could stare at them for hours. I’m 6’4, extremely thin, with light blue eyes, shaggy blonde hair, and fairly muscular with a six pack and some definition. But…. Back to the story.
We have always enjoyed tons and tons of sex. Everything from simple groping, to full-on, bed-rocking, sweat-dripping, exhausting, hardcore sex in just about every room of the house imaginable. But nothing had prepared me for what she had in store for me this night.
I’ve known she was bi for a few years, but she told me she had never acted out on it, so I assumed she was just bi-curious and wondered what the touch of another girl felt like. This night started out like any other. We were just lying in her room, home alone, watching some movie (I was too busy staring at her boobs). She rolls over, looks into my eyes and kisses me passionately. I kissed back, our lips slightly parted with our tongues dancing together briefly. She pulls back, and then lowers her head a little so she can start kissing my neck, lightly biting at first.
Right in the middle, her phone buzzes so she stops and reads the text. This is nothing out of the ordinary, so I ignore it and just wait for her to finish. She giggles a little then goes back to kissing me.
“What’s so funny?” I said, curious about the text that made her laugh.
“Oh, nothing. Amanda was just bored. I told her we were busy though”
Amanda… Her best friend. She was just as beautiful… A little bit taller, maybe 5’5”, with 34 C’s and a great ass. She was just as attractive in her own ways. I had fantasized about her more than once and my girlfriend had even admitted that she thought Amanda was pretty too. I had just assumed that it was nothing special. But boy was I wrong.
Things between my girlfriend and I had been heating up as time passed. We went from making out, to lightly petting each other, and at this point, my head was between her legs, lightly tongueing her slit, just teasing her for more to come. I was lost in my actions and never heard the front door open. Needless to say, I was surprised when Amanda quickly opened the bedroom door and scared the shit outta me.
“You were kidding about being busy.” She said with a smirk.
“Well, I’m horny and Adam has just been teasing me all day.” Michelle replied.
I looked at both girls in awe, forgetting that Michelle’s cunt was spread over for Amanda to see. I sat there, stunned, partly from being scared shitless, partly because I was in too much shock to move. Michelle managed to slide herself out from lying down, got up, and pulled Amanda into a deep kiss. I stood helpless as I watched my girlfriend and her best friend make out and rub each other all over. Michelle’s hand immediately went up Amanda’s shirt, feeling her gorgeous breasts, while Amanda had her hand on my girlfriend’s ass, squeezing and lightly spanking it.
I was motionless. My cock was straining against my shorts, wanting some sort of attention. But obviously I was being neglected for her friend.
Amanda broke the kiss, pushed Michelle back, and took up right where I had left off. Without even waiting, she shoved 3 fingers knuckle-deep into Michelle’s already dripping pussy, and planted her mouth right on her clit. She began pounding Michelle’s pussy as hard as possible, while her tongue attacked Michelle’s clit with no end in sight. The moans coming from Michelle were pure exhilaration. She began breathing heavily in no time, sweat dripping from her body and Amanda continued to finger and lick her slit with ferocity.
“OOOHHHHHH MMMYYYYY GGGGOOOOOOODDDDDDD” The scream that erupted from Michelle’s lips seemed to shake the walls around her as her whole body convulsed. Her back arching away from the bed and her thighs clasping tightly around Amanda’s head. She spasmed repeatedly, causing the whole bed to shake with her. After a few deep breaths, and one long sigh, Michelle stopped shaking and let go of Amanda’s head. Amanda stood up, with cum dripping from her lips and chin, smiled, then kissed Michelle again, letting Michelle lick her own juices from Amanda’s mouth.
“Liked what you saw?” Michelle asked, bringing my back into reality.
I could merely nod. My mouth was dry from sitting there slack-jawed from the scene before.
“Now its my turn to return the favor” Michelle said while grabbing the skirt Amanda was wearing and lifting up to reveal her shaved, pantie-less pussy.
Amanda laid down on the bed, with Michelle scooting herself to be between her friend’s legs. I shifted to my right, trying to get a better view of the action. Immediately, Michelle turned around, grabbed my shorts and ripped them off.
“I haven’t forgotten about you either.” She said with the evilest grin I’d ever seen. “I’m not done yet either so get in me and don’t stop until I tell you to”
I followed my orders right away, lifting her hips up and getting the head of my dick lined up with her cunt in my favorite position, Doggy style. I waited until she turned back around until I entered her. The scene I was witnessing blew my mind. My girlfriend, on her hands and knees, lying between the legs of her beautiful friend, as Amanda had taken her shirt of and began playing her boobs.
I wasted no time in getting to work. I shoved all 7 inches as deep as I could, holding onto Michelle’s hips for leverage. She emitted a low grunt right into Amanda’s pussy, causing Amanda to shake just a bit. I pulled myself out almost all the way, then slammed back in as hard as I could. Michelle moaned once more, her tongue and fingers already at work on Amanda. I watched as each thrust in Michelle caused Amanda’s boobs to bounce as well. I continued my rhythm, pumping in and out, watching Amanda’s breasts and listening to the stifled moans and groans of my girlfriend.
Before long, I felt myself getting close and started to go harder. I kept going until right before I knew I would, then pulled out. I pulled Michelle away, laid her down next to Amanda, and started jacking off, working myself up the last little bit I needed. Finally, I came, spewing forth shot after shot of cum. The first, landing right on Michelle’s breasts and neck. For the second, I turned to Amanda and hit her on the stomach. The next few just fell harmlessly onto the bed between them.
I sat back, worn out as I watched Michelle and Amanda continue to lick my juices off of each other. Their tongues circling and licking up every last drop of my cum.
They looked back at each other, then joined together, kissing just as passionately as before. Their hands were moving quickly, exploring each others bodies. I decided to sit back, get out of their way, and just watch the magic happen.
Amanda pushed Michelle onto her back, spun around quickly, and lowered her pussy straight onto Michelle’s eager mouth. Michelle, returned the favor, pulling Amanda’s ass down to reach her already soaked pussy. From my angle, all I could see was Amanda’s head, moving as Michelle bucked her hips with each flick of the tongue. I watched as Amanda slowly put in, one finger, then two, then three, and four, and after slowly pushing and forcing it in, her whole hand slid in to her wrist. I was astonished. I knew Michelle could take a lot, seeing as I’m about 7 inches long and maybe 1 ½” wide. But this… was incredible. I sat watching as she laid there, pussy stretched open, screaming into Amanda’s pussy. Before long, I watched Amanda seize up, her hand just frozen inside Michelle, as I watched her body tense up more and more. She began shaking and grinding her hips downward onto Michelle. Then in one loud scream, she burst, her body convulsing hard.
I smiled as I watched Michelle wiggle her way out from underneath Amanda. She came over, gave me a quick kiss, where I tasted Amanda. I have to admit I liked Michelle’s nectar better, but it was good nonetheless. Michelle wasted no time as she went to work on me, She laid back down on her stomach, and began moving her hand slowly up my shaft, just with her fingertips. Just enough that she knew it was just a tease. Then in one move, she took the whole thing straight down her throat. I thought I was gonna blow my load right there. She picked up speed and began using her hand to cup my balls, while deep throating my dick. I had to hold on for the ride. Within minutes, I knew I wouldn’t last anymore.
“I’m coming!” I yelled, as she took me deep one last time and opened her throat for the jets of cum.
Flawlessly, she took every drop, licked her lips seductively, and swallowed it all. I laid back, enjoying the moment. We all laid down together. I was spooning with Michelle and Amanda was lying opposite from us, just staring at Michelle.
That was by far the best night I’ve ever had…
Any comments or concerns would greatly be appreciated. I hope you all enjoyed my first story.

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