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She’s Incredible and edible, and all together sexual…

I am married to a stone fox milf who recently began to enjoy her sexy body. My life is a fucking dream come true, I have gotten more sex this past six months than the prior 5 years. Sherry is hot, and she knows it, and shows it.
This day we were headed to the mall to buy her an outfit. Sherry loves to shop, and now enjoys a more risqu?ook, so I looked forward to watching her try on sexy dresses and clothes. I also wondered what surprise might be in store for me…
Sherry was upstairs getting ready and called down for me to start the car, she’d be right out. It was 78 degrees, so the car didn’t need to warm up, so I wondered why I was sitting in the driveway.
I got my answer as the door opened and Sherry came into view. Sherry wanted to start the show wearing a ribbed tank dress that was very tight and made of a quite thin gauzy material. It clung to her sexy curves, and was an inch shorter than it should be and only a few inches from being a top.
I complimented Sherry, telling her she looked great, and I hated to see her change when we shopped…She said she wanted to find something a little sexier, and wanted shoes, too.
As we drove, Sherry openly toyed with her trimmed pussy. Her shaved lips were puffy as she stroked them. Did I do a good job on my hair-do, honey?, Sherry cooed as we stopped at the red light. Absolutely, I told her. She had about a 1 inch triangle above her opening, trimmed to Âź inch. Not another hair on her body- eyebrow to toe. She was wet, and she was working 3 fingers in and out as we approached the mall.
I offered to drop Sherry at the door, but she was stilling strumming her clit energetically and said- Park.
I found a spot, and shut off the car and Sherry quickly pulled her dress down, and got out quickly. I thought she would finish, or even ask me to lick her or something, but she was out before I pulled out the key and adjusted my jeans to take down the tent that had formed.
The mall was pretty empty, it was early. Without several hundred bodies heat, it was a little nippy, and Sherry’s adorable nipples hardened and strained the thin material further. Oh baby, you are going to make a scene with those high beams of yours, I kidded. Wait until I get some ice she giggled.
We breezed in and out of a couple of stores, but nothing grabbed Sherry’s attention. I suggested a cute dress, but she said it was too tame.
The third store was a funky high end boutique, and Sherry seemed to light up. She grabbed a couple of outfits, and asked a cute salesperson for a dressing room. Do you need help she asked…and joined Sherry in the dressing room. The door opened and Sherry came out wearing a pair of shorts that were smaller than her old “skimpy panties” cut low in front, and showing the bottom inch or so of her sexy ass. Her top was a string with 2 little patches that almost covered her areolas.
Sally, the salesgirl, asked if I liked it. The shorts are cute for the bedroom I said, but told her I preferred skirts…hate to have any cloth keeping me from her pussy. I warned her- I don’t know if you have anything sexy enough for Sherry today.
Sally led Sherry back to the dressing room and another girl brought a rack of clothes from the back room. Sally showed a few to Sherry before a low cut halter dress caught her attention.
Sherry came out in a cute yellow dress made of a sheer netlike material. You could see her nipples, each and every curve was enhanced but not hidden.
It was sexy, but not as cute as the outfit she wore in, and I told her that.
She agreed and pulled it off before getting into the dressing room. All of the sales people were hovering around, as they knew Sherry was putting on a show.
The next outfit took my breath away, and drew oohs and aaahs from the others. It featured a red leather bustier and matching red leather skirt that was only about 6 inches waist to hem. The top was cut low, showing off Sherry’s cute round boobs, and exposed her tight sexy abs. When Sherry strutted around the boutique, she got the lustful looks she wanted, and loved it. She wanted to keep it on so we could shop for shies to match. The clerks fought to clip off the tags, and Sherry was handed 2 phone numbers from sexy young clerks who wanted to hook up with my sexy wife as we paid for the outfit.
We headed for a shoe store, and a young clerk approached nervously. He was intimidated by Sherry, and timidly offered his help. Sherry told nim she needed shoes or boots to go with the new outfit she just bought…did he like it she asked? He stammered that it looked great. She peppered him further…is it sexy? Does it show off my breasts? Is the skirt too long? He mumbled incoherently and began to sweat.
He dropped down in front of Sherry and measured her foot, his hands shaking visibly. When he looked up to tell her 7 medium, his eyes stopped on her crotch- Sherry’s shaved pussy was a mere 18 inches in front of him totally exposed and obviously wet. The kid was struggling before, and now he was speechless and just stared for an awkward minute. Sherry interrupted him by asking him to bring out the sexiest red shoes and boots so she could try them on.
As he got up, his cock had become obviously stiff. It was quite large and pointed at Sherry as he stammered he’d be right back.
Ben returned with several boxes, and Sherry had him put them on her feet, knowing the effect this had on this nervous lad. When he showed her sandals that laced up her legs past the knee, Sherry thought they might be the ones. Sherry made Ben lace them up her tanned toned legs, and he was shaking and sweating profusely. The straps went up to mid thigh, bringing Ben’s fingers inches from the pussy he stared at longingly. Sherry shifted abruptly causing Ben to bump his hand on her pussy. He jumped and apologized, but Sherry laughed and stood up which caused Ben to fall over backwards. This left him looking straight up under her skirt.
Sherry strutted around the shoe store, checking out thy look. She decided she wanted these shoes, but was having so much fun teasing poor Ben, she sat back down, and pointed for Ben to take them off.
She tried on several more pairs, and Ben was really excited. His face was flushed, sweat dripped from his forehead. His hands shook, his pants were tented and a huge wet spot was obvious on his crotch.
Sherry was really turned on by this as well, and was playing with her pussy discreetly when Ben was away. When Ben kneeled down again, Sherry asked him if he wanted to taste her pussy. He didn’t know what to do, so he was silent. The answer showed in his eyes, but he could not speak. Sherry asked again, and then simply grabbed his head, and pulled it into her pussy, smashing his face into her. She shook in a quick orgasm, and then pushed his face away just as quickly.
I’ll take the sandals, and your phone number Ben. We paid quickly, Sherry wearing the ensemble out into the mall.
The mall was more crowded now, and I figured we head for the exit, but Sherry was having too much fun showing off, and wanted to “window” shop and get lunch.
We strutted around, turning heads, and turning us both on even more, before we stopped for lunch. It was a bistro that featured bar tables and high chairs on a swivel. When Sherry sat down, her little leather skirt rode up her legs to show her naked pussy to anyone nearby. She enjoyed swiveling back and forth, and crossing her legs, to give everyone a chance to see her glory.
The waitress seemed just as nervous as Ben, as she took our drink orders. When she returned with our iced teas, Sherry asked if her if she liked her outfit, and Chrissy said she only wished she had the nerve to wear something so sexy out in public. She told Sherry she fantasizes about showing off her body like Sherry, but isn’t confident that she could pull it off.
Sherry asked the waitress to join her in the restroom, so they could discuss this privately. I wondered as they went off what was in store for us next.
Sherry came back, a little flushed, and said- Chrissy licks a mean pussy!
Chrissy came back to the table, and the tight t shirt and skirt she wore were noticeably different. Her bra was gone, and Chrissy sported cute stiff nipples. The top was tied to show off her sexy little waist, and her skirt was rolled over a couple of times at the top, which made it as short as Sherry’s. When she bent over, I could see that she had not panties on as well. Sherry had created a slut after her own heart.
We had a nice salad, and left, Sherry hugging Chrissy and saying your tips will be better if she dressed like this more often. Chrissy slipped Sherry her number, and they talked about getting together to shop soon.
As we made our way out of the mal Sherry wanted one more bit of excitement, and she bent over at the waist, pretending to adjust the straps of her shoes, while the skirt rose to bare her sexy round ass to the mall, before we scurried out the door.
When we got to the car, Sherry couldn’t wait, and had me lick her right there in the parking lot. I had no idea if we were noticed, as my face was buried in heaven, but I heard car doors open nand close all around us. I even heard a couple of woman say they wish they were Sherry.
We drove home with Sherry stroking my throbbing cock. At stop lights, she bent across the console to suck me sticking her ass up, allowing the car next to us a clear view. The beeping as the light turned green, wasn’t the car behind us…instead the car next to us showing their appreciation for Sherry’s fine ass.
Somehow we made it home. Once in the house, Sherry quickly assumed a dominant role, shoving me to the ground, and mounting my face. She recounted our trip to the mall, while she rode my tongue to several gushing orgasms.
This is not an unusual day for us, in fact, practically a very normal day, since the day Sherry realized she is HOT.

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Guitar Man

“Don’t let anyone tell you that older men are not hot and sexy. Just because they are gray on the mountain does not mean there is no fire in the furnace!”

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206am

“Hello” I answer the phone in a breathless whisper. Silence… my heart hammers waiting to hear the voice I knows is on the other end. “Come to my house” his husky voice purrs into my ear. I am quiet; my stomach does a nervous flicker. “Now” he growls in his deep manly voice, silently daring me to tell him no. I know I don’t deny him, he knows I don’t deny him. “I’m on my way” I whisper. Another growl, “bra & panties” and he ends the call.
I fling the covers off of my sleep warmed skin and grab a set of lingerie that I hope he won’t rip to shreds. Although the thought of the pink flowered lace being torn from my body speeds my flight to his house. I rev my car’s engine and tune into some seductive music to keep the mood he put me into, Alicia Keyes sings about the things he and I do together. A glance at the dashboard clock confirms my insanity, 2:06am.
I approach the front door and it swings open. He is barefoot, in jeans slung low on his hips, a snug black shirt stretches across his massive chest. My mouth waters as my fingers itch to reach out and touch him. He stares into my eyes then takes in my whole appearance. My auburn hair is tousled from sleep but still seductive and sexy. My dark eyelashes sweep downward in feigned shyness. Lips full, wet and pouting smirk at him, taunting him constantly. The zipper on my jacket shows just the slightest swell of my breasts underneath. He knew I’d have on a bra merely because he told me too. Tight black leggings run down my hips and legs to tiny ballet slippers. I was there finally, within his reach, at his command. God I intoxicated him, that power thrilled me. I make eye contact again and lick my lips. He needs to devour me right then but only pulls me gently closer. “Breath” we both think but both have our breath held. He pushes his nose right underneath my ear and breathes in the scent of me. I always smell sensual and spicy to him, but what he breathes in now is more heat than scent. I tremble and my stomach clutches, eager but tense. His nearness brings out a weakness in me, a willingness I am not accustomed to feeling. He knows how he makes me feel; he revels in this new found power.
He takes me by the hand and pulls me in the door. A small orange lamp cast off eerie shadows and it is so hushed. He turns and puts a finger to my lips. I know his roommate is home so I take his finger in my mouth and suck on it, nibble it softly. The quietest moan escapes his lips. My eyes are triumphant. He grabs my upper arms and pushes me back towards his room. I fight the weakness in my knees and go silently as he directs me. The ebb and flow of control between the two of us is like a choreographed dance.
One lone candle burns in the corner, barely fluttering a flame. I smile at the pallet he’s made out on the floor. He knows how much I like it that way. The door barely latches and he spins me around and, drives me against the wall. Hands splayed out on the wall, my breasts pushed up against the hard surface. His breath on my neck searing and fierce “Spread your legs”. Before I can even comply he jerks down my leggings and tosses them aside. His hands hasten back up my legs smiling as they drag across the panties I wear, wear for him. His voice is back in my ear “My dirty girl did as she was told”, his breath hot on my neck, and he inhales deeply. His foot shoves my legs apart and his chest shoves into my back crushing me to the wall. I struggle for breath as his hand dives down the front of my panties. “My pussy is wet” he growls into my neck. Speechless, all I can do is nod. “Tell me” he demands. “Yes, yes your pussy is wet, you make it so wet” I groan. He pulls my hips toward him and I grind my ass back into him feeling the hardness of his cock through his jeans. He turns me around and spreads his hands across my breasts. One hand runs up my chest to my throat and his hand just barely squeezes then clamps down on my mouth. His thumb caresses my check while his fingers grip like steel. His other hand starts to unzip my jacket. I look him right in the eyes. I try to taunt him with my eyes, but he can feel my trembling body betray me. He knows he has the upper hand for a while longer. The jacket slides off and I arch my back and run my hands across his expansive shoulders then pull his shirt off. The sight of his body builds the desire in me. Candlelight flickers over our skin. His muscles swell and quiver in restraint. He tamps down the urge to consume me again; I can see him clinch his fists. His body is that of a Greek god. Massive shoulders, enormous arms, tight abs run down to powerful thighs. My hands explore over him wanting more. He is my greatest weakness, my greatest desire. I murmur his name and he closes his eyes to remain in control. He takes a deep breath and gains focus again. I try to resist as he presses down on my shoulders, I leans in to kiss him but he jerks my hair and pulls my head back. He looks into my eyes brings his lips next to mine, but denies me. I ache for his kiss and yet I wonder what it cost him to deny himself as well. One of his hands fisted in my hair, the other pushes down on my shoulder and my knees buckle. I look up at him smiling at how sexy his body is in the light of the flame. Knowing what is expected I rub my mouth across the tight jeans where his cock is stiff and waiting for my mouth. I slowly unbutton the jeans and his hands release me. I enjoy this moment when he relaxes and turns control over to me. We have danced this dance before; we both know the steps. My mouth waters thinking of that first taste of precum I can suck from him. He smirks as his jeans come off. “Give me your hands” he demands. Puzzled I look at him. This is new. “Now” he growls. I submit and raise both my hands up to him. He grasps both my wrist in one hand and holds them up against the wall. His other hand goes to my mouth, those lips that drive him crazy. “You want my cock in your mouth?” I nod. “Say it” he snarls. “Please let me suck your cock. I want it in my mouth” I breathlessly tell him. I nuzzle my face up against him.
Suddenly my head jolts back and I look up at him. He smirks down at me. I am on my knees in front of him, pretty pink bra covering the swell of my breasts, hiding those delicious nipples he tortures for me and those lacy pink panties wrapped around my hips, covering my dripping pussy; his pussy. His hand tightly holding my wrists; I blink up at him confused. “Tell me you are mine” he says. “I am yours, I belong to you” I whimper my heart pounding with confusion and desire. “Then clean me up” he tells my. I can smell pussy on his cock. I run my tongue along his balls and taste the cum of another woman. Pulling one ball into my mouth I taste her on him. “Open your mouth” and he drives his rigid cock all the way to the back of my throat. I gag and try to move back but his hand holds my head in place. “Spit on it” he demands. Mercifully he releases my wrists. I grab his cock and spit on the head of it and he drives it down my throat. His balls are cupped in my hand while I swallow his cock. I lick and suck all over his cock and balls until there isn’t a trace of another woman on them.
He tells me to lie down on the pallet, and I comply. I arch my back and caress my own breasts through the pink lace as I spread my legs inviting him to me. He lowers himself over me moaning my name. I lay back and relish in his hands roaming roughly over my skin. He grips my arms and pulls me to him and delves his tongue down into my mouth. It feels like eternity as he probes my mouth bruising my lips with his passion. I can feel his hard cock rubbing my thigh. His fingers deftly undo my bra and it disappears. My voice moans “Yes, yes harder, touch me harder”. Thoughts of hurting me leave his mind, as his hands grip my body tight. My skin flushes in the candlelight; I arch my back and plead for more. The rip of the lace panties almost makes me cum. He quickly discards them and plunges his fingers into my wet pussy. I see spots and dizziness washes over me, so tremendous does his fingers feel inside me, his thumb rubbing my clit. “Please” I beg “Please fuck me” as I grind down onto his hand. The quickness of his movements takes my breath away. He is deep inside me thrusting without kindness. His grip on my thighs is excruciating but it is driving me closer and closer to the edge. “Cum for me baby” he demands of me. “Look at me, look me in the eyes when I make you cum” and I do as he tells me. My eyes are dark with obsession and longing. I feel the pleasure build and flood through me with his every plunge until I explode. He slams his hand over my mouth to stifle my cry so his roommate doesn’t hear. He whispers my name softly over and over. He delights in feeling my pussy squeeze around his cock, my cum pouring out of me.
Rolling over on top of him, I guide his cock inside me and rotate my hips the way he hungers for so greatly. I know the tides have turned a bit and I smile down at him. He seizes my waist and I bite my lip to keep from crying out. Grinding and twisting my hips pushing his cock all the way up in my pussy, abusing my cervix. I am on top of him, my knees by his sides. His cock grinds on my g-spot with perfection. A flooding orgasm rocks through me unexpectedly and I collapse on his chest. “My sweet little slut cums so hard doesn’t she?” he asks me. I nod “Tell me” he demands. “I cum so hard for you, I’m yours, I cum for you” I sigh.
“Turn around” he says. I get on all fours exposing my dripping pussy and ass to him. His tongue runs along my pussy with one long stoke and flicks my swollen clit. “Yes” I moan and say his name over and over. He rubs his hard cock over my soaked pussy, teasing it along my ass. I tense and arch my back anticipating. “Tell me” he insists. I know what he commands; this taboo act between the two of us. “That’s just your ass, simply for you, only you fuck my ass. You can fuck my ass anytime you want to, only you”. He smiles behind me, groans; he takes a deep breath and plunges into my ass. I take all of it clutching at the blankets with my hands, so great is the ache as well as the satisfaction. My head swims with the feeling of him inside me. He moves faster, harder, gripping my hips ruthlessly. He explodes inside my ass growling and seizing me, panting my name. Exhausted from his night of multiple partners, he collapses on top of me. I am dizzy and my body hums from pleasure and pain. Rolling over he gathers me up in his arms. We lay facing each other, breathing slowly, lips barely touching, soft whispers and moans. Reluctantly I try to pull away but he holds me tight. “Stay” he tells me. I always do as he tells me. He tucks a blanket around me, and I rest my head on his shoulder. He whispers my name as I fall asleep.

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Fallen Angel (part 2) – Caught in the act!

My name is Lilly and Im now 20 years old I first started writing this as iv read a few of these stories and I thought “hey why not tell you random people mine” so here I am writing my life (or rather the naughty bits that lead me to this cold wet day in may) everything in this story is totally honesty and the truth about a naive 14 year old girl (me) who learns very quickly and roughly about sex and the raw passion a man feels for a woman, This is the second part to my story, We previously learned of how I lost my virginity to ‘Mark’ my mothers boyfriend in a seduction by me! We are enjoying ourselves when the door bursts open and we get caught by my brother and his two friends…I hope you enjoy please feel free to be as honest as you want all comments are welcome xx

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Summer’s Love (Pt. 1)

This is a long introduction. But this is a long story, so that makes sense…
My grandparents were from France. So, naturally, my sister Bridget (everybody called her Bee) and me, Ari, went from California to the little cozy town of Beaune to visit them. Gram was the taller of my grandparents, and Grandpa was a bit short, shy, and sweet, but also very humorous and strong.
I am the older of us sisters, being sixteen. Bee is fourteen, two years younger. I have dark brown hair that reaches to the middle of my back and dark brown eyes. Bee has lighter brown hair, and is more adventurous than I am. Gram says I’m the prettier one, and Bee the crazier one.
Anyway, Gram had prepared a party for us, and it would include many friends she had out here in France. In the party, Gram introduced me to a beautiful boy, Andreas, whom I would lose my virginity to, who would become my boyfriend. Andreas is seventeen. He has jet-black hair longer than an average boy’s hair length, brown eyes like mine, and a sweet smile that makesme completely melt. His good manners made the grandmothers in Beaune proud. It was love at first sight for both of us.
We had just finished dinner, and I had slipped out to the porch for some peace and quiet. Andreas had followed me, and that’s where this story begins. It is a true story, and I hope that you will enjoy my writing. I will follow this up with sequels of how my relationship with Andreas bloomed and blossomed.
This is also my first story, so I hope you readers would please write some helpful comments on how to improve my stories.
Thanks,
ScarletLove
Now this is where the story really begins.
“I live down there,” said Andreas, pointing to a house on the far side of the grass. Not far from Gram’s house, though. “Would you like to walk there with me? There is a wonderful pond at the back of my house.” His English was surprisingly fluent. Even though I spoke French well, English was my main language as I was born in the U.S. I was relieved that I didn’t have to test out my French.
“I’d love to,” I replied, and we made our way off the porch by the stairs. As we walked among the dark, but soft grass, we talked about our lives, school, friends, siblings, and more. He was so easy to talk with. He asked me how old I was. “I”m sixteen,”I said. “Seventeen,” Andreas replied.
He looked down at the grass. “You are very pretty for a girl,” he said, looking up from the grass and smiling at me. I was blown away. He thought I was pretty? That had to be good.
“Thanks,” I said. “You’re very handsome.” Did I really say that?
We reached his house. He rounded to the back and I followed him. There WAS a beautiful pond, like he said. It was full of lilies. The moon reflected on the water, showing one big white disk. The world seemed radiant from moonlight. It was a fantastic place to be.
We sat down on the grass, gazing into the pond. “I love your place,” I said honestly. I turned to look at his beautiful face, shadowy in the moonlight. Suddenly I felt the urge to just kiss him, kiss him on the lips. He smiled faintly. His lips were right there. I wanted to kiss him badly.
With courage, I leaned over the slightest bit and kissed him softly on the lips. It was a kiss, and a question. Andreas answered the question by pulling me into him and kissing me deeply. We fell back on the soft grass. Not a soul was watching, except for maybe the moon itself. Our lips felt perfect on top of each other, warm, smooth, not too wet, not too dry. I rolled over on top of him. We kissed for a couple of minutes, bathed in the silvery light of the moon. My hands slipped under his shirt. I felt his muscular chest. It was hard, but soft, too. It was fantastic. His hands cupped my neck as we kissed passionately. His chest was so smooth, so perfectly perfect. We sat up, still kissing. HIs hands traveled down my neck, along my arms, and rested on my hips. I felt his mouth open the tiniest bit, and his tongue slipping out and touching my lips softly. I opened my own lips and our tongues entwined, bounded by love. It was unbelievable.
His hands traveled slowly up, until they rested on my breasts. It felt so good, so peaceful, so fantasticaly romantic. We ran out of breath, broke apart slowly, and looked at each other.
Andreas touched my collarbone. “Beautiful Ari,” he whispered. We stood up. “I’ll come for you tomorrow night.”
I looked at him, his beautiful face, his luscious eyes, his shining hair. He was so handsome I thought I might faint. “I love you,” I said bravely.
“I love you too, Ari.” he replied. “I promise we will meet again tomorrow.” We kissed again, feeling our love building up between us. I felt wonderful.At last we broke apart, and he kissed me softly on the lips as a farewell. “There are so many things I want to do with you, Ari. I loved you the first moment I saw you,” he said.
I nodded, kissed him back, and ran back to Gram’s house with the feeling of love, sex, and Andreas in my heart.
To Be Continued.

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Savanna:A Feminest Sexual Loud Mouth

Woman are truly amaing, they give birth,provide companionship for man and can make a man’s life worth living. Then you got the die hard feminist woman, woman who want everything to be done according to the way they want. These woman like to dress in bikinis at the beach but cause a ruckus if some man looks at them with weary eyes. Or a woman who gets upset when she where tight clothes and tank top and have men look at her even though her tits are hanging out. This is a story of a woman named Savanna, who thought all men were pigs and sexual fiends. She preached this doctrine to everyone all through middle and high school until one day a man was at the right place and the right time to expose her for the pig she really is.
The best way to describe Savanna is the compare her to Elizabeth Berkley character Jessie from Saved By the Bell. She was tall very thin with long blonde hair. She had a nice body with a nice pair of tits. My first meeting with her was in the 7th grade Social Studies. In school I was quiet, not withdrawn quiet but I minded my own business. Well she made a very rude comment that i will never forget, she asked me in the most snotty,stuck up voice I had ever heard “Do you ever talk”, I was speechless, the to add insult to injury she said that all quiet guys are perverts right in front of class. Needless to say that hurt, because it was not true.
The teacher chewed her ass out but it did not seem to matter to her, In her eyes I was nod good just because I was quiet. Well as time went on she became very popular, not so much with guys but with woman who thought that all men were slobs and pigs who all they wanted to do was piss,shit and fuck. It got to the pointt of complete obssession with her, it spread so quickly that even popular guys with girl friends were being yelled at for being pigs.
Halfway through my junior year it had got picked up at the local media of this promising young woman. She got an interview on the local news station and she acted so mature and proper. However when it was over the next day at school she bragged to everyone about it. It was hard to imagine that this woman could have such a strong influence on so many people. Well then one day Savannas little crusade for woman;s rights would begin to fall apart.
There had been a rumor that one of the students in the school had been caught fucking the gym teacher. To make it even more interesting there was a rumor that there was a tape of it from the video tape of. I never thought about it until one day over the loud speaker the principle announced who would be the valorditorin for the class. Well no surprise that it was Savanna, she had a perfect 100 hundred percent average, i did not even think that was possible. She had missed no school days with perfect attendance, she was active in at least 10 extra actvities and all through her time at school she had aced every test, every quit and project.
However one day they sent some people from the schools educational to investigate her grades. Everyone thought that she was going to get caught however instead she was vindicated and became the star at school. Well I thought that is out it goes then a friend approached me with the greatest video I had ever scene and a plot was underway to ruin Savanna.
My friend approached me and ask if I wanted to see the video he claimed showed the gym teacher and Savanna fucking. I did not believe him, however he seemed insisted so me and a few others went outside and saw a video that would change everything. What had happened to the best of my knowledge was the locker room, the boys locker room had clothes and uniforms all over the place, to put simply it was a mess. Well my friend had left his camera there and it caught Savanna fucking the shit out of the teacher.
For about an hour the camera picked up nothing, then the door opened and Savanna walked in the locker room with the gym teacher. They sat on the bench first and kissed then Savanna got on top and began unzipping his pants. She pulled his cock out and sucked the shit out of it. Then they both stood up and he took his shirt off as she kissed is body. Then he took her pants off and then he began spanking her ass. She really seemed to like that. They booth stood up againand took the rest of there clothes off. He laid down and she got on top and rode the shirt out of him.
she yelled, screamed and moaned, you could tell she was in a world of pleasure, Then she got of and she sat on the bench and he hammered on the bench with her legs around his waist. He pounded her so hard you could see the sweat coming from there bodies. Then he lifted her up and bounced on his cock. As she was being bounced she screamed out the words, “I am a fucking pig, hammer my cunt”, this was the hottest part of the whole video and then finally he grabbed her neck and that was when he must have cummed. The yelling had ceased for a minute as she took his cum and then she moaned with tears in her eyes and so she jumped of his cock feeling very sastified.
Well then the plan was set in motion, they were going to show the video during graduation as Savanna was going to speak. I did not try to stop them, although as time went on afterwards I wished I did. Well graduation day arrives and everything was set. Savanna stood up to give her speech, and not a minute into her speech the video began to role and the look on Savannas face was priceless. Everyone looked up was either laughing or cringing. I rememeber just sitting there thinking my gosh he had done it. Parents were yelling and pulling the kids out of the autitoum. Well Savanna dissapeared and I never saw her again.
They tried to do the graduation over again but it was stained and infamous. most people recieved there diplomas in the mail. It has been 8 years since this happened, I have married and I am hoping to start a family. I heard Savanna had to leave the state but I do not know what ever really happened to her. After this indient I can see where she was coming from that some men can be pigs, however it is the fact you need to practice what you preach and Savanna was not one of those people. she was a pig to under the cover of a valdictorin. It is woman like her that give woman a bad name and hopefully she has learned her lesson.

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My Most Recent Service to MY master

My Most Recent Service to My Master
Last time my master used me he pissed on me after he came in my mouth. This made one of my biggest fantasies come true. The next time we met I was determined to get more of my fantasies out of the way. My master is a big yet buff and athletic guy with dark hair and a 8 inch fat fat cock. I am tall, fair skin, dark hair blue eyes and an ass like Sasha Grey (one of my favorite porn stars). Note: I had seen his test of him being negative before this and we built up a lot of trust. Yes I know my spelling is bad, so I am sorry to the english professors who read this, and my stories can be rushed, but thats because I am so excited writing this and holding a huge piss while I write it so I can go cover myself after I write it.
I emailed my master and let him know I needed more piss this time and in more places. He emailed me back and said come by tomorrow. So I spent the whole day watching girls getting covered in piss and getting pissed in, to get myself all worked up. The morning of the day we were supposed to meet I pissed all over my self in the shower and gave my self several enemas to clean out my hole for him. A couple of the enemas were filled with my piss, which felt so good.
I had classes that afternoon and we planned to meet before my classes, so I could go to class knowing I had been used like a little dirty slut. He told me to pick up some slutty, girly attire. I used to cross dress a lot, mostly for my self, just once for a guy though, so this turns me on, and I did. On the way I picked up some white pantyhose and a plaid school girl skirt. I requested that he fill himself with as much water as possible, so that there was piss coming at me during our whole encounter. He said he would. As I went to go pick up the lingerie, he kept texting me to hurry cause he had to piss really bad and had not cum for many days.
On my drive there I watched piss porn on my phone to get me even more worked up. He kept texting me to hurry cause he was ready to burst. He said he would leave the door unlocked and that I had to strip when I came in the door, come upstairs and be ready. My heart beat so fast as I approached his door with lingerie in my school pack.
I went through the door, stripped as fast as I could and walked up the stairs, feeling so sexy I walked like a stripper or some slut. When I got up there he told me to go out on the deck and get on my knees. I could see the windows of the buildings all around wondering who was watching and got off on it. I got down and he told me to bite and suck his cock through his jogging shorts. He pulled it out and unleashed a huge stream of piss on my face. I opened my mouth and drank some of it, piss tastes so good. Then I sucked it very aggressively as he continued to piss down my throat. Then I turned around and stuck my ass up, put my face on the piss on the ground and arched my back. He began to piss on my head and worked his way down my back and to my ass. I then opened my hole so some of his piss could go inside my ass. This felt so incredible being filled with some piss from a big cock.
Then he told me to get up and go put the pantyhose and skirt on and come upstairs. So I did. I went up where he had porn on of some girl getting railed in the ass. I lay on the floor in front of him on my back with my legs in the air. He pissed on me more and I rolled in it on his tile floor. He then made me suck his fat cock more while he pissed down my throat and fucked my face. He then sat on the chair in front of me, and began to stretch my hole with his fingers while pissing on me occasionally. He knew I wanted to be barebacked and bred, and he also knew I had a rape fantasy and wanted to be forced to do these things. And we had built up enough trust that I was okay with this.
Without notice he stuck his bare throbbing cock inside me, as I asked him to stop and pull out, he told me to shut up and began fucking my hole. He pumped me with his cock, with my legs in the air, pantyhose soaked in piss and he began to moan loud. I was practically screaming. Then I felt my ass fill with lots of warm piss, and he told me he was pissing in my ass. I could feel it overflowing and running down my ass as he pumped me hard and filled me with piss.
Then he said he was gonna cum on my ass and fill my gape with more piss. Without even hesitating I told him to cum in my hole. As soon as I said it he began to moan really loud and told me he was dropping a big load in me. I asked him if I could cum and he gave me permission. I came when he pissed on my cum and piss filled whole, with his after cum piss. It was so fucking hot!
I went and released his piss and cum from my ass in his toilet and took a shower. When I got out we made small talk, then he told me to get to class. Sitting in class I could feel his cum and piss seeping out of my still gaping hole. I sit next to a couple of hot girls in class and loved knowing that cum and piss was staining my little panties I was still wearing while looking at them.

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Married Life 09

Jan returns to Adelaide & her husband Jim. Having cheated for the first time in her married life whilst modelling in Sydney, she wonders of his reaction.

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Jodi’s Story Part 4

Jodi and I had planned on adding Phillip as a good part of our love life. This would be the first time just the three of us would meet and share Jodi. It worked out better than we ever expected.

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Mary and I: Introduction

This is just an introduction. If you like where this is going, show some love, and share some of the many stories I have about our 3 year relationship. This is my first story, so comments and criticism welcome, but be gentle. 🙂

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My horny Sis

My name is Cady and when this happened i was 12. Then i was wearing a b cup and had a skinny waist (i still do) my hair was blonde and my eyes are blue. But i think my best asset was my ass. it was tight and perfectly rounds off my tight bald pussy. Any way.
It was raining outside and i was in my room doing homework adn i could hear my brother’s girl friend groaning from the next room because my brother was probably getting some. My sister was downstairs with her best friend and they were watching a movie that they had rented earlier and didn’t want my parants to know about for some reason. I decided to go downstairs and when i got halfway down, i heard more groaning and it was coming not from my brother’s room, but from the TV room down the hall. So i went down the hall and creeped into the TV room so no-one saw me. I looked at the TV adn to my horror i saw a girl wearing a latex dress and pulling her skirt up so a naked guy could stick his dick into her hot wet pussy. Then i realized the TV was muted and the groaning was coming from my sister and her best friend! My sister was lying on the couch sidways and her friend was lying at the other end of the couch lying on her back. They started to skooch tohether and shamelessly grinded their wet lesbian pussies together. I felt a tingle from my vagina and wondered where it came from. Almost by instinct i stuck my hands down my pants and started rubbing my poor hungrey pussy. Then to my horror my sister spotted me and did not look suprised. She walked over and took my hand. She guided me over to stand in front of her naked best friend and said, “Look Holly! Cady was aroused by us and tried to masturbate!” Her friend giggled and slowly pulled down my underwear and said “No silly, this is how you do it!” She took her hand and ran it up and down my slit, then with no warning shoved a finger up my hole and i shuddered in shock and pure sinful pleasure. I had no idea it could feel so good to have something inside you, but it got better. She started jamming her finger in and out of my pussy and all i could do was touch my boobs. She saw this and then got up to start sucking them. i let out a long low moan and my sister was obviosly aroused by this so she bent down and put her mouth on my girl mound. She kissed it and ran her toungue along my inner thies until i trembled with erotic pleasure. She then pushed her face against my crotch hard and licked and sucked and nibbled and danced around until it could not take it anymore from the tit sucking and the pussy eating and the porn infront of my face, i got stiff, and then shrivled to the floor. i had had my very first orgasm, from my sister!
If you peeps liked this i will finish it but i don’t want to waist time on someting you hate!!!

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Dear Penthouse

I feel as though this letter should start out “Dear Penthouse” and anyone reading this will think it’s just another fictional story made up by someone’s sexual driven imagination… but not today. First off, let me tell you a little about my wife. Before we dated I was the only one she ever had sex with, not even her fiancĂŠ before me, so she’s never been very sexually active. A typical sexual experience with my wife is in the missionary position with ‘NO BOOBS” and speaking of boobs, she has a very nice set, beautiful before our child and bigger and better after.
Her areoles are about the size of silver dollars and she loves to have them sucked, unfortunately ONLY when she’s horny or better yet drunk. To get her really horny and have good sex I have to pretend I am someone else. Playing this role she starts riding on top of me getting nice and wet and wants her boobs sucked, hard, like a cheap whore sucking the chrome off a trailer hitch. Sometimes but not often I can bend her over and fuck her from behind feeling her slamable ass slap against my hips while squeezing her 34C’s. But like I said before, this only happens when she’s really horny, drunk, or when we pretend I’m someone else. This doesn’t bother me though for when we do make love this way it’s enjoyable for both of us even if I’m playing the roll of another man fucking my wife. As for pussy eating this rarely occurs even when she’s drunk.
One day while house shopping I brought up the fact that since I was the only one she’s ever made love to I wouldn’t mind if she experienced another man. She was hesitant at first but I could tell she was somewhat curious and a little excited. She made the comment she’d have to be drunk and she immediately started thinking of friends she would fuck. All throughout the day she was thinking of whom, where and when. I mentioned that if we did it in a hotel I’d like to watch if not participate and she immediately said no, she’d rather do it without me in the room or possibly without my knowledge. Later I could tell this was something she would really like to peruse for when I brought up the topic again she told me to just drop it because I wouldn’t let her go through with it if the situation ever came up.
Well back to the Penthouse story. It started it out at my buddy’s house on New Years Eve. We arrived late and when we got to the party most of the food was gone so my wife started drinking on an empty stomach, I usually stay sober at parties to drive and hopefully get luck so I only had 3 beers the whole night. The music was playing and people were dancing, she loves to dance and I can’t so she was dancing with anyone who would. We were having a good time and my wife was getting pretty drunk and loosening up, so loose in fact that she repeatedly told me how hot these 2 guys were at the party and was constantly flirting with one of them named Chris. The party was spread out through out the house and on the back deck so people were all over. My wife, Chris, the one I was repeatedly told how cute was and I were the only ones in the living room where the TV and stereo were playing at this particular time when I left to get her another beer. As I left a song came on that she loved to dance to so she got up to dance, as did Chris.
When I came back they were dirty dancing, she was bent over with her hands on her knees rubbing his dick with her ass and he was holding onto her hips as if fucking her from behind. It didn’t bother me too much, they were only dancing and he was getting a cheap feel. I thought it was pretty cool, another man finding my wife attractive, so I said to him jokingly “Yah slam that ass” so he did. She turned around and smiled and I knew that look, she was horny and ready for sex. She’s drunk and horny now I thought, maybe I can get some here now at the party. The night went on and 2 times I tried to fuck my wife at the party, once in the master bath and once in the spare bedroom both times we were interrupted. I had her pants down and tits hanging out but access was denied because she wasn’t comfortable. With this rejection I lost 2 condoms in the process.
As the night went on she drank more and now the topic of my wife’s tits came up, she was concerned that she was the fattest girl there but I told her she was the prettiest and Chris made the comment that she had the biggest tits and was one of the hottest. A little while later midnight came, the champagne was flowing and everyone was kissing and hugging each other, than Chris and my wife hugged, he grabbed her ass and she kissed him on the lips pushing her tits into his chest, luckily no one saw it. This however did bother me a little bit, I didn’t care if she fucked this guy; I just didn’t want anyone else to see the sexual attraction they had towards each other, plus if you fuck my wife NO KISSING. About an hour later a few of us were standing around in the kitchen hanging out. I was standing between Chris and my wife, the 3 of us talking. She looked past me and gave him a look, he gave it back to her and she proceeded to push me aside and get between the 2 of us. Once again looks were exchanged and he motioned towards the back off the house were the bedrooms were, she started to follow him. Dude that’s my wife, if she wants to fuck you or make out with you and it’s evident that she does it’s not going to happen here. I mentioned to my wife casually it was time to go and acted like I didn’t notice where she was headed, about 15 minutes later we said our goodbyes and got ready to leave, once again the 2 of them making eyes at each other.
As we were getting ready to leave Chris made a comment he needed a ride home but I didn’t offer to take him. My wife was saying her goodbyes and said she needed to go to the bathroom. I told her to take her time because I needed to talk to my buddy; I had to borrow a condom. My buddy and I walked down the hall with my wife following to use the rest room; unbeknown to me Chris was following my wife. We were in my buddy’s spare room for about 5-10 minutes looking for some but had no luck. As we passed the bathroom I called for her and she said she’d be right out. She came out of the bathroom and Chris followed about 30 seconds later. Now I wasn’t there and my wife doesn’t remember a thing from the party but I’m pretty sure someone was making out in there, you don’t need to be a rocket scientist to figure that out. I’m just glad no one else saw what was going on.
Once my wife and I got into our vehicle she started kissing me and asked me to play with her boobs. I proceeded to put my hand up her sweater and my suspicions were correct, she was getting felt up. Her tits, which are ALWAYS tightly supported in a bra, were out and her bra unsnapped but I never said a word to her about this. By the time we left the neighborhood she had her sweater and bra off and on the floor and her hand on my crouch. We got about 3 miles down the road both getting hot and heavy so I started to unbutton her jeans so I could finger her. We pulled over in front of the local mall so she could get her pants down. As I proceeded to finger her she wanted to pull into the parking lot and fuck in there, but I recommended a hotel. It’s kind of hard doing it at home living with your mloud she was going to be. She asked me if I could really watch her fuck another guy, yes and no I said but if you want to some day that’s fine with me. She asked if we could go back and get Chris but I diother-in-law, while your house is being built plus I knew how drunk she was and how dn’t answer her.
We rode off and I pulled into the first hotel, the only parking spot was under a street light where I had to park with my wife topples and her pants half off. I left her there alone while I checked on a room but had no luck. It was exciting seeing her sit there half naked under the streetlight reclined back with her boots on the dashboard when I returned though. Once I got back in the car we drove off looking for another hotel, once again she asked about Chris. I avoided the question and exited onto I95. We drove up and down I95 caressing and fondling each other as we drove by cars and truckers, I do believe there were some pretty happy truckers that night. Once again she asked about Chris. I told her that I loved her very much and respected her and if she wanted to do this it was clearly her wish but I would be laying down some rules. She told me I was the only one for her and she loved me very much but I did say she could fuck another man and she’s ready.
called my buddy and told him my wife and I had stopped to get a bite to eat around the corner and asked if Chris was still looking for a ride. Everyone there was pretty drunk when we left so I’m sure no one gave him a ride. He was there so I told him we’d be by to pick him up.” Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked her, “Yes” she said. “OK only what say you want with no pressure from us, what you say goes” I responded.
When we arrived at the house I went inside to get Chris, when we returned to the car my wife had her pants pulled back up and her jacket on reclined back in the front passenger seat with her leg up on the dash, she must have changed her mind I thought, she got dressed. I was wrong, she had her jacket on but underneath her pants were unbuttoned and she was still shirtless. Chris got in back and thanked us for the ride. Nervously with my heart beating a mile a minute I asked him where he lived, he gave me directions and I proceeded that way. As we drove away my wife started talking to Chris, I looked in her direction and noticed her tits were clearly visible.
She stopped talking, got up, started to kiss my neck and grabbed my crouch than stopped, leaned back in her seat her jacket wide open exposing her tits and unbuttoned pants. Then she spoke and I thought the world had come to an end yet it got me so excited at the same time. “Are you sure you want to go home or do you want to drive around awhile and see what happens”? Chris was speechless but his actions were enough, he reached for her tits and started to play with them.
OK now it’s getting very scary and exciting, the look on her face was enough for me to lose my load. I looked at my wife and asked her if she was sure she wants to go through with this. She answered my question, not with a yes or no but by telling Chris to “squeeze them harder” I knew she wanted him when I heard words I’ve only heard her say to me, “suck um baby, suck um hard… play with the nipple”. Her tits, my tits, no one sucks my wife’s tits but me I thought but this guy was and I do however have to tell you, I loved seeing the look of pleasure on her face. There’s no turning back on my behalf now, remember I kept telling myself I fueled these thoughts into her head so basically I made this monster.
As we drove to the hotel Chris continued to squeeze her tits as she wiggled her pants down. I proceeded to finger the hell out of her while she squirmed in the seat waiting for one of us to take her and she didn’t care whom. I cannot tell you the last time she was this wet and I couldn’t wait to stick it in her and I wasn’t the only one. Chris had removed our child’s car seat and put it in the back of the SUV and that’s not the only thing he’d removed, he already had his pants off. “Chris, put your clothes back on, you think we’re going to do her here in the car” I said. “We almost there honey or can we pull over,” my wife asked. Damn I was hard and horny and I couldn’t wait to get there I was half tempted to just pull over and fuck her right there. “RULES I need to go over rules” I said to Chris. “Do you have a condom? Because your not gonna fuck her without on.” “Yes, he replied.” No anal unless she says so than I’m the only one and when she says stop, you stop, no French kissing, again no condom no sex?” Chris replied OK to the rules and yes he had a condom.
As we pulled into the hotel parking lot I froze. Shit, I don’t have a hotel room! I’m going to have to leave these 2 alone while I get a hotel room with my wife half naked, what if there’s a line? What if it takes awhile? What are those 2 going to be doing while I’m gone? Than my wife in so many words asked me what I was waiting for, get the room. OK now I know she wants to go through with this so I better hurry before we start fucking in the car. It took about 10 minutes for me to return but it felt like forever. As I returned I couldn’t believe what I saw and at this point I knew for sure someone drugged her because she wouldn’t be doing this if she were drunk.
My wife still in the front seat but now with her pants completely off and her feet were pushing on the windshield, Chris in the back seat frenching my wife while fingering her as she squirmed uncontrollably up and down in the seat. He was breaking one of the rules, he was kissing her but I do have to tell you it got me even hornier than I was earlier, I’m not going to last I thought to myself. I opened the door and I said I had the room, you’d think they’d stop but she started moaning and he started kissing her neck. “I’m sorry honey, you know you’re the only one I love” We pulled around back to where our room was while Chris fingered her and I played with her tit and all started to get out. My wife was so drunk we had to help her out and we tried putting her pants and boots back on. All we could do was get her boots on, she told us to just put her jacket on her since we were just going to take them off inside anyway.
As we walked up stairs to the room we were a little noisy, well my wife was anyway. “I’m sorry I drank too much honey, I didn’t mean to kiss him, I love you honey, I love you very much, are you sure you don’t care if I fuck him?” Again no turning back now, what am I going to say. “Are you sure I asked” “Yes” she said. As we were walking to our room another guy came around the corner and I know he heard her. He was a young kid and I know he was the type my wife thinks is cute and I was right. “He’s a cutie pie” my wife said, “What are you doing tonight? You want to join us” He didn’t say a word, just walked past us eyeing my wife up and down wearing noting but an unbuttoned short coat that barley covered her ass and black boots. I know this kid was probably scared shitless or ran to tell his buddies.
As we entered the room she threw off her jacket and plopped on the bed, Chris and I proceeded to get undressed as my wife stared at us with a huge smile and giving me the come here signal with her finger. I leaned over and we gave each other a beep hard kiss. I stopped and started working my way down south as she laid there kissing her tits than sucking her toes licking up her legs kissing her thighs until I was stopped by her hands at her pussy. She pushed my head down and asked me to go down there.
I proceeded to finger fuck her as I licked and eat her out as she laid there moaning and squirming as Chris played and sucked her tits, I think they even kissed a few times. I have never until that night ate my wife out to an orgasm. I than titty fucked her while she licked and sucked the head of my dick for a few minutes before I started something I’d never get to finish. I didn’t have a condom but this was my wife and I’d pull out before I came. My wife was always worried about getting pregnant and always freaked out and pushed me off if I even gave the slightest inclination that I was getting ready to cum in her, or so I thought. I got on top of her and slide my dick into the wettest pussy I ever had, she let out a moan and I proceeded to fuck her and suck the hell out of her tits, her nipples that night were the biggest I’d ever seen them and I loved it. She was loud, moaning fuck me and telling me this was my pussy, oh yah, she’s waisted.
I know Chris couldn’t wait for his turn and who could blame him. As she got on top to ride me I fingered her asshole and squeezed and sucked her tits, she started going crazy, and she must have came at least 2 times. The whole time we were fucking she made a lot of noise and I can ensure you anyone walking by or next door knew what was happening in our room. I stood her up and bent her over the dresser and fucked her from behind her face in the mirror was beautiful and I loved seeing her tits sway as I squeezed them. We lost balance and fell backwards on the bed; my dick fell out swinging like a spring. She was so wet juices hit the wall because some of it hit my face. She told me she didn’t know how much more she could take and motioned for Chris to come over. “You want to fuck me now?” she asked with a smile. “I didn’t come yet” I told her but I was put in my place when she said
“I want to fuck Chris now” she said pushing me off as I started to go back inside her. That’s all right, I’ll finish when he’s done I said to myself, or so I thought.
“OK Chris, do you have your condom ready?” I asked. He just stood there smiling at my wife. “Chris, where’s your condoms”? I asked him, he didn’t have one he said; no fucking condoms and he wanted to fuck my wife? My wife than said something I never heard her say, “just pull out”, as she lay on the bed opening her legs. Just pull out? I never had that option. But that night I would when he was done and I thought I’d take advantage of it.
Chris wasted no time getting into position, kissing her tits and neck as he got on top of my wife; it was his turn her. I’m a thin guy at 5’8 and 145 pounds compared to Chris at 6’4 and about 180 pounds and it was evident that his dick was thicker than mine and she enjoyed it by my wife’s eye, facial and voice reactions as he entered her, “OOOOOOHHHH GOD” she screamed and smiled as Chris put his dick in her. “Oh my GOD” she exclaimed once again with Chris inside her. He than proceeded to start fucking the hell out of her. “Oh god…fuck me baby…fuck me hard…yah,” she screamed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and thick legs around him. She screamed with pleasure as he entered her and all I got was a moan when I stuck it in? I thought to my self but she’s enjoying herself and that’s all that’s important and man was she enjoying it. He processed to fuck her in the missionary position than asked to fuck her doggie style. She got on all fours as Chris pounded her from behind slapping her ass and squeezing her tits.
I have to tell you I had mixed emotions, excited and jealous, she was louder with him than me but I loved seeing her facial expressions while she was getting fucked. She than asked for her favorite position, she asked to get on top; she always loves cumming that way. She rode him hard demanding that he suck and squeeze her tits as he slapped and grabbed her ass checks. She motioned for me to come over and she kissed me long and hard as I squeezed and pinched her nipples, she asked me to suck them but I wouldn’t after Chris just got done sucking them. That too was exciting to see, seeing her ride someone else that night and having her tits played with as she moaned with ecstasy and the look in her eyes. She rode him like a porn star or a bronco bull rider riding a mechanical steer: it was incredible seeing her tits slap him in the face and her thighs startling him, ass cheeks spread and the jiggle in her ass with every motion. She came hard that time, I know when she comes and she did, she let out a louder moan than usual and rested her tits in his face and laid her head on his shoulders, that’s they way she cums in that position.
One thing I will never forget about that night was her eyes, her eyes weren’t hers but someone else’s, I didn’t know who’s but that person wasn’t my wife, and I just wish this sexual demon in her would surface more often. God it was exciting to see her facial expressions and hear her moans and yelling “oh yeah”, and “harder” and “come on fuck me baby” as she’s was getting fucked. I wanted to jerk off but didn’t want to waste my load. She rolled off of him and he got on top of her and proceeded to fuck the hell out of her again.
Once again she started screaming “oh god, oh god” and moaning like she does when she’s drunk. Chris said he had to stop he was going to come soon and she told him not to “no don’t stop” she said “I’m almost there” “I’ve gotta stop now” Chris replied “I’m gonna cum” My wife wouldn’t let him pull out, and I was getting VERY nervous, she wrapped her thick legs around him and thrusted in the bed up and down “fuck me harder baby, come on fuck me hard” she said. “I can’t, I’m going to cum” he said.
“Fuck me, fuck me hard, don’t stop I’m almost there Oh god fuck, fuck me now” she yelled, than she said softly, “It feels to good, I’m almost there please don’t stop”. I was pissed telling him to pull out afraid he was going to cum in her. She let out a loud moan as Chris busted a nut inside her and didn’t pull out in time most of it was in my wife, a little on the bed.
I was pissed that she let him go that long and inside her, she ALWAYS pushes me off when I say I’m going to cum. But hey it’s my turn, he came inside her and I am too it was my turn. I proceeded to get on top of her and started to fuck her eagerly wanting to cum. “Stop” she said, “I don’t feel too good” But I kept fucking her, he busted a nut in my wife and I didn’t, no this guys going to bust a nut too. “Stop, get off” she said but I kept going. I know she told me to stop but I was almost there, my wife said she didn’t feel good and again asked me to stop, so I did than she passed out. Before this started I told her I would respect her if she went through with this and when she had enough we’re done. Unfortunately I didn’t think I’d lose out one the fun. I could have fucked her while she was passed out but I love and respect my wife, I wanted too but didn’t. She came to a few times but was too dried up and I couldn’t get her moist again. She and Chris were more than satisfied that night but not me.
About an hour later she came to, Chris had already left and I had to get her dressed and in the car by myself. The next morning she woke up in a T-shirt, no underwear or bra, I couldn’t find them in the room that night and thought Chris took them as a souvenir. As she lay in bed I asked her if she had fun last night as I examined her tits looking for hickies. She just laid there looking at the ceiling. “I can’t believe we didn’t leave any hicky marks on your tits” I said. She looked at me and asked “what are you talking about”. “Last night from the car and hotel room all the sucking you asked us to do” I said. “Us, What do you mean us?” she said with a puzzled look. “Chris from the party, the one you were flirting with all night, we took Chris back to the hotel room, we took turns, you let him fuck you last night” I told her.
She looked at me in disbelief; it was at that moment I knew she was drugged because she didn’t remember anything and she just stared at me. This one-time sexual goddess who rocked my world last night, the one I love and whom I hoped would add this to our list of great sex nights, forgotten, didn’t remember a thing. As I told her the story she kept getting wetter and wetter but her heart was pounding a mile a minute. She was scared and excited, she hide the excitement but the questions of fear were flying. She said she didn’t believe me than asked how I could let her do something like that. I told her the choice was all hers and that I repeatedly asked her if she wanted to go through with it. She kept getting wetter and her nipples were now rock hard, if she was scared she was also very horny so I rolled on top of her and stuck it in her with ease not to fuck her but to make love to her. I continued to make love to her and asked if I could cum inside her since Chris almost did last night. “What!” She said, stopping me. “You were too close to cumming and you wouldn’t let him stop, you wrapped your legs around him and he had to push off of you” I told her, she asked me to tell her I was kidding, she was getting ready to cry and started shaking so I told her I made the story up.
A month later the underwear and another little gift turned up, apparently it was in the back of the SUV pushed under the passenger seat the whole time. I had to work and my wife had to take our child to the doctors, she asked my mom to go with her and it was planned that my wife would pick her up on the way. My wife cleaned out the SUV that morning, thank God and found one black bra, one pair of black panties and one set of boxers. Can you imagine your mother seeing that in the back of your car? Later that night my wife said to me, “Look what I found. Is this from New Years Eve? My and panties and your underwear, was I that drunk I stripped in the truck?” she said with a smile.
I told her yes and no
“Yes that your underwear and no that’s not my underwear” I said
“Who else’s’ would they be?” She asked. “Hello, Chris’s, the guy from the party. Honey those are boxers, I wear boxer briefs besides look how huge they are I could swim in those”. She looked at the boxers and turned white as a ghost because as she looked at the size she saw Chris’s last name after his C. She looked at me with a how could you face.
“You told me nothing happened, you told me you made the whole thing up, how could you let me do that,” she pleaded. “Honey you didn’t do anything you didn’t want to do.” I said. “You told me nothing happened,” she said again. “You kept begging to go back and get Chris, I got tired of you begging so we went and got him”
“You told me you were kidding, you told me nothing happened,” She said. She sat there starting into air than looking at a calendar; I knew what she was thinking.
“At least your not pregnant” I told her “you had your period 3 weeks ago”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes honey” I know that’s what she was thinking about and trust me so was I.
“Please tell me you made this whole thing up”
My wife said she was feeling so sick and upset that I had to tell my wife I planted the boxers when I saw the bra and underwear under the seat. She’s forgiven me but does not remember a thing from that night. Like I said before, she was either that drunk or someone drugged her and I believe she was drugged. 2 months have gone by and thank God so has her period. The topic has come up twice since New Years Eve and I continually tell her nothing happened, that I made the whole thing up. If we ever have this type of opportunity again we will have condoms and I hope she’s sober or remembers what happens.

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My wife and I have been married for almost a year now, although we have lived together for almost 5. Our sex life from the very beginning has always been awesome and she has always been a little hottie. Although she has enjoyed Variations or Forum with me on numerous times for masturbation or fore play, she has never really opened up any fantasies with me until we got married. RisquĂŠ for us was mutual masturbation or a quick flash at a Kid Rock concert.
Once we were married, things started to get more exiting for both of us. Most men that get married often get asked the question, “How is married life treating you?” and for most I would expect the answer to be “It’s alright” with a nonchalant attitude. When I get asked this question, I always reply with an extraordinary positive response that surprises most people, including those that knew us before we were married. Overall, we just get along better which has resulted in a more adventurous sex life. Light bondage, some exhibition, and very light S&M play has entered our bedroom along with some sharing of fantasies and past experiences which has been an extreme turn on for both of us.
Earlier this year, I became jobless. This has resulted in a lot of time at home for me to masturbate to your magazines. One of the stories included a video camera and the idea came across my mind to video myself masturbating for my wife. So I set up the camera to the TV so I could tape and watch to make sure the angle was right. My video camera also has a remote with a zoom so as I came, I could zoom in. My wife came home that day and I was a little cheery. She could tell I was up to something, because I am just not a very good poker player. I fixed her dinner, some fish and fried oysters and we shared a large bottle of wine. Once we were a little tipsy, she asked me why I was so cheery. I told her what I did and she said that she wanted to watch it. I was all too happy to show her.
After it was over, she said that she wanted to make one. I liked that idea, and then asked her why? She said that since I am home masturbating so much, I should have a visual of her enjoying herself while I am at it. I told her that I liked that idea since every time I read a story to get myself off, she is the center of my fantasy that makes me cum.
She went into the bathroom to clean up. While she was in the bathroom, I set up the camera and put a blanket and some pillows from the bed in the middle of the living room floor. I lit some candles and some incense to create the mood. I also turned on a light to make sure that when I video taped her, it wouldn’t turn out too dark. She and I also like to watch videos that we rent from the local adult video store. I put one of them in and turned the sound down low. I then grabbed the camera and put the tape I had used earlier back in and made sure the battery was fully charged. I also got out her vibrators, in particular her favorite one named Jack.
She came out of the bathroom looking and smelling good. She was wearing a new chemise that I recently bought her. She didn’t have any panties on and she had shaven herself clean. I have always loved a smooth pussy whether I am looking at it, touching it, licking it, or fucking it. We settled down on the floor and rested up against the couch to watch the video. We drank another glass of wine, while we rubbed on each other. We started to get aroused and she moistened. I had a raging hard on now, but I knew I had to stop if I wanted to video her masturbating. I got up to video her and she laid down propping her head up with some pillows so she could continue to watch the video on TV. At the time we were watching a domination video and from the fantasies she has shared with me, these seem to be the ones that she enjoys the most.
She was pretty turned on at this point and went strait for Jack. I taped her face as she turned on the vibrator. I could hear the buzz and the rotation of the beads and then I taped her moan as she placed the vibrating tip against her clit. I then slowly moved the camera view down her body until I had her clit in full view. I have always loved the way her clit looks. When she is getting dressed in front of me she sometimes teases me before she puts on her panties by taking her fingers and spreading her lips and showing me her smooth moist clit. I think what I like the most about her clit is the reaction I get when I rub or lick on it.
She had now placed Jack fully in her. The beads were rotating at the opening, the dick part was gyrating inside rubbing on her G spot and the vibrating tip was assaulting her clit. Her legs were spread wide and I could easily get a view from almost any angle as I stood above her and continued to tape. She was getting hotter and hotter and I could see a bead of sweat form on her forehead. In the back ground, there were sounds of a whip on a woman’s body and I could tell that my wife had transformed her self to that place and was fully overcome with the fantasies that were running through her head. She had completely forgotten about me as she laid back and closed her eyes. Her ass was clenching and she was getting closer and closer to coming. She started to shake as she held onto the edge of her climax and then she relaxed and her juices flowed from her pussy down the crack of her ass and onto the blanket. Man, did I get a great shot of that. I couldn’t wait to watch it again on TV while I masturbated.
I of course was finished taping and she demanded that I get down there and fuck her. I obliged and slid right in. It didn’t take but a couple of strokes and I was done. There is just something about her coming that brings me to climax faster then normal, but she doesn’t complain as she is usually spent by this point.
About a month later, my wife and I planned on going out with one of our guy friends to a local bar. He is single and is a tall good-looking guy. We have never done anything sexually with him, but he has come up in a couple of fantasies of ours when we read stories from your magazines. He is a perfect fit for wife watching as he and I are not interested in any type of guy/guy action. My wife has also expressed her disinterest in stories that include guy on guy action. We didn’t plan on anything that night, but we did plan on doing a lot of drinking. We have done this plenty of times in the past and we didn’t expect anything to be different this night.
My wife and I got ready and she put on a short skirt and a tight top that didn’t require a bra. She has great legs and firm breasts. She tends to attract men a lot when she wears this outfit, as I have to interrupt them when I come back from the bathroom when we are at a bar. My wife is extremely friendly to everyone, which is one of the things that attracted me to her in the first place. I couldn’t help myself from touching her as she got dressed. She even put on panties just to try to get in my way from fondling her. I eventually stopped but now I was turned on. She wouldn’t let anything happen and I had to try to suppress myself. I did, but I sure was looking forward to getting back home and having my way with my wife later that night.
Our guy friend came over and we drank a beer or two and did a couple of shots. Then my wife had received a call and I could tell that she was distressed. Apparently earlier in the week, she had committed to going out with one of her friends from work. Her friend is a lesbian that we have hung out with before, but like our guy friend, we have not included her in any of our sexual activities either. Her friend had made plans to go into the city and see a favorite local radio host of hers at a bar. To attract guys, he usually holds a girl on girl kissing contest. My wife and I have seen this before, but I wasn’t really interested in traveling all the way into the city and our guy friend wasn’t interested either. So we made a deal. I would go with our guy friend and we would hang out at our local bar and she could go with her lesbian friend. It was only about 5 and I already had a good buzz.
I kissed her goodbye and I went over to the bar with my friend and hung out and drank beer. While we were there we saw lots of girls in their short skirts. I enjoy looking at other women, especially those that are hot, but my mind is always on my wife and when I start fantasizing, it is with my wife and not the woman I am looking at. After about 5 more hours of drinking beer the bar started to get hopping. My single friend started to wonder around talking to one woman after the other and was dancing. Although I don’t mind staying put and talking to whoever, the music was getting louder and louder and it was getting harder and harder to hear. I eventually got bored and found my friend talking to a lovely lady that looked like she wanted to suck his dick. So I paid my tab and told him that I was going to go ahead and go home.
I went on home and felt a little frustrated that my wife was not there. When she has gone out with the girls in the past she usually shows up at 1 in the morning and I am asleep in bed. I was still pretty horny from earlier and thought that I could get in a quick masturbation session. So I pulled out the KY, a towel, one of your magazines, and the tape of her masturbating and got comfortable on the recliner in the living room. The recliner sits at an angle from the TV and I wasn’t thinking when I sat down in it, but it is also sitting in plain view of the front door. I was completely naked and turned on the videotape and opened up the magazine.
When I masturbate, I can last a long time. I read a couple of stories and started to get worked up. Then all of a sudden the door was unlocked and opened. It was my wife and her friend. I was a shocked and tried to cover myself with the towel. I saw this big grin on my wife’s face. She came over to me and kissed me and told me it was okay if I wanted to continue. I asked her friend if it was okay and she said that she was fine with it. They both looked over at the TV and it was at the end of the tape. Her friend was curious as to what she had missed, so I told her as I uncovered myself and continued to stroke my hard cock. She said that she wanted to watch it, so I rewound the tape.
While we were waiting on the tape, she asked what I was reading. I told her it was a story about a married woman that was having sex with a woman that lived next door while her husband was at work. My wife came back from the kitchen with a bottle of wine and some glasses. I told her I didn’t want any. She was okay with that, more for her and her friend. She asked me if I was enjoying myself and I told her that I was. She sat down next to her friend on the couch across from where I was sitting. They asked me to read them the story after the tape was ready to be played. I stopped it at the end of where I came and where my wife began to masturbate.
As I continued to rub my hard cock with one hand, I started to read the story out loud. After I was about 2 paragraphs in and the story started to get good, I looked over to my wife and noticed that she started to spread her legs. She didn’t have on any panties. I tried to keep reading, but my mind was racing too fast with all of these nasty thoughts of her to continue. So I stopped and asked her where her panties were? She said that she didn’t know. Then she and her friend looked at each other and smiled. My wife turned back to me and said that she learned something new. Curious, I asked what that was? Right there in front of me, they started to kiss. It started out slow at first and then as they kept on there was a lot more tonguing action. As they got more into it, I just kept watching. I think I even stopped stroking myself for a minute I was so into it. Probably a good thing since the shock of what I was seeing would have made me cum right there and then. Then her friend slid her hand down to my wife’s bare leg and started to rub her thigh. My wife propped her feet up on the coffee table and slid down slightly.
My wife stopped her and then told her to get comfortable. Her friend was very attractive and had on a pair of shorts and a golf shirt. She listened to my wife and they both stripped down. While they were stripping, my wife told me to continue the story. As I continued to read the story, both sat back down on the couch and continued to kiss and fondle each other. I started to jack off again and it didn’t take long before I was coming. I let out a loud moan and distracted them for a second. They both looked over at me and saw that I was very satisfied with what I was seeing.
Then her friend suggested to my wife that they go into the bedroom while I cleaned up. So I grabbed a cold one and went to the guest bathroom to take care of business. I felt really good, but I was still horny and couldn’t wait to get into the bedroom to check out the action. After I finished my beer, I walked into the bedroom and to my surprise, my wife was wearing a blind fold and tied down to the bed, spread eagle with each limb tied to a corner of the bed. My wife’s friend was between her legs, licking my wife’s bare lips. I had heard that only a woman could eat another woman better than any man. From the looks of my wife’s hips and moans it appeared to be true. I asked her if she was enjoying herself and not wanting me to get into the way, she told me to take a seat.
So I sat in the chair next to the bed and started to stroke my cock again. I was hard again in no time and I applied some more KY on my cock. Her friend licked her for a little longer then stopped. She grabbed my wife’s Jack and started using it on my wife. She then grabbed her other dildo vibrator and had my wife suck on it while she was penetrating her with Jack. I was enjoying the show and my wife was getting into it. After her friend pulled the dildo from my wife’s mouth, she also pulled her blindfold from my wife’s eyes so she could see what I was doing. I was really working it. My wife asked if I was enjoying the show and then told me to pinch my nipples. I really enjoy this and my wife usually does this to me when we are having sex. Then she told her friend that we had a bag of clothespins. Her friend told me to fetch them and use them on myself. I did as I was told and after I got them, I placed one on each nipple.
I then through the bag on the bed and inside were more clothespins and a couple of clean mousetraps that I had stripped down to just the spring and the bar. I had used them on my wife’s pussy lips in the past during one of our light S&M fantasies. Her friend left Jack in as it continued to stimulate my wife’s clit and then pulled out the mousetraps. She snapped them a couple of times to tease my wife. Then she placed them on her lips. They seemed to help keep my wife’s lips apart as Jack continued to arouse her.
As her friend continued to take advantage of my wife, her confidence grew. She started to take control of the room and my wife and I were more then willing to let her have her way. Her friend then asked where we kept the whip she had mentioned earlier. Then she told me to go get it. I did as ordered and as a reward, she told me to lie down next to my wife. There wasn’t much room as my wife was tied to the middle of the bed, but I managed and I placed one of my legs over hers and I propped a pillow over my wife’s arm and rested my head there. Her friend told me not to touch my self any more and to place my hands behind my head. She gave me a couple of strokes with her hand to show me that she was pleased that I listened and was handling this all so well.
My clothespins were removed and the blood rushed back in making them extremely sensitive. She also put the blind fold back on to my wife’s eyes so she couldn’t see what was going on or what was coming next. She then removed the mousetraps and Jack from my wife’s pussy and licked on her clit to maintain her stimulation. I was able to watch and from my wife’s reaction, I could tell that she was intensely aroused. Her friend saw that I was in need of attention also as I lay beside her and she reached up and grabbed my dick with her hand and stroked it. I found it a little hard to keep my hands behind my head, but I knew that I would be rewarded well if I continued to listen and do as I was told.
When I was good and hard again and my wife was wet on the outside as much as she was on the inside from her friend’s warm tongue, her friend then took some more of the clothes pins out of the bag and started to place them back on my wife’s lips and on my scrotum. After she had admired her handy work, she told me that I could suck on my wife’s nipples while she continued to lick my wife’s clit. When I reached the first nipple with my mouth, I noticed that it was very hard. From my experience, my wife’s nipples are only that hard when she is highly sensitive and close to coming. I think that my wife’s friend could also tell that she was close and she stopped and told me to lie back down in the position I was before with my eye’s closed. I enjoyed the anticipation.
Then without warning, the whip fell hard against my chest and a crack surrounded the room. My wife even jerked next to me as I let out a moan. Then she cracked down on my wife’s chest and breast with the whip, although not so hard. It seemed that my wife enjoyed the whip as the sounds she was making were ones of pleasure and not pain. She continued to whip us both, too many strokes to count and I could feel the warmth of the blows continue to grow as I tried to keep my eye’s closed. The whip sound was continuous although she would alternate between my wife and I and she would move the location the whip would fall on us the entire time. She even worked her way down to our feet and then slowly back up to where our clothes pins held on tight. She then started to work our sexual organs with the whip. Lightly at first and then she continued to gain momentum with the whip until she started to knock off the clothes pins. As each clothes pin was knocked off me and my wife we let out a slight gasp. The stroke was hard enough to hurt and remove the clothespin but the relief of the pressure from the clothespin was equally stimulating.
She stopped for a moment and let my wife and I catch our breath. Or at least that is what I thought she was doing. My wife and I remained on the bed, me with my eye’s closed and her with her blind fold on and then I heard my wife give a strong moan, one that I was vaguely familiar with. I have only heard her make that sound before when she is experiencing something surprisingly new. I couldn’t resist, so I opened my eyes and looked over. Her friend had went to the kitchen and gotten some ice in a cup and was now rubbing the ice over my wife’s lips on her mouth and then started to kiss her with a deep passionate kiss. As they kissed, her friend moved the ice down to my wife’s hard nipples. The ice was melting fast as the heat in the room continued to rise. I could see drips of water running off the side of my wife’s chest as they continued to kiss. Her friend saw that I was no longer just laying there so she instructed me to grab a piece of ice and help “cool off” my wife.
I grabbed a piece of ice and placed it on her belly button. She winced slightly and then relaxed. I ran the ice down to her inner thighs and she seemed to be enjoying the coolness that the ice brought her. Then I moved the ice up to her clit where just previously it was being assaulted by her friends’ whipping. It was slightly red and puffy, but I had a feeling it was more because of how turned on she was then the actual whipping. I worked the ice really good all over her lips and down to her tight hole below. It didn’t take long for the ice to melt and all of a sudden I felt this sharp stinging sensation across my ass. I jerked slightly and was told by her friend to start eating my wife’s pussy. I did as I was told and her friend continued to whip me and explained that I was getting the whipping because I didn’t remain in my position earlier when curiosity got the best of me. I continued to lick and suck on my wife’s clit and sucked harder and harder as the whipping continued.
After my ass was on fire, her friend took some ice and ran it over my ass. It felt so good and I started to move my ass in motion with her rubbing of the ice. She could tell that I enjoyed the attention my ass was receiving and told me to lay back down in my position next to my wife. I crawled back next to my bound wife with her blindfold still on and put my hands back behind my head. She knew that I just received many blows from our whip and asked me if I was okay. With me all most out of breath, I told her I was.
Her friend grabbed Jack and placed it back between my wife’s legs. My wife was close to coming now and really wasn’t paying attention to what was going on with me. Jack was turned on all of the way and the vibrations on my wife’s clit were enough to creates the moans that I have grown to love. Her friend grabbed the other dildo vibrator and shoved it back into my wife’s mouth and then I felt a gob of KY being placed on my back side and my bung hole. It felt good and then my wife’s friend asked my wife if I had ever been penetrated with her dildo before. After removing the dildo from my wife’s mouth, she said “Just once”, but I knew that I had used it on myself before when masturbating by myself. It has been a long standing fantasy of mine that I use when I am by myself. My wife then commented that she considered it gay, but her gay friend reassured my wife that it was not and since she was gay herself, she said that she would know.
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Her friend told me to go grab some towels because she was ready to make us come. Knowing how much my wife comes I grabbed three large towels from the bathroom and then trifolded each of them from under her ass to the end of the bed and on the floor. Her friend asked me what I was doing and I just told her to trust me. She then said, “I’ll trust you, now bend over and trust this” I did as I was told and she shoved the dildo up my ass. I loved it. I was so turned on, I begged to jack off and she said it would be okay, but I had to tell her when I was going to come. I could just imagine what it must have looked like with this woman penetrating my wife with Jack with one hand and with the other hand she was shoving that dildo up my ass.
My wife started to shake and tense up, I could hear her starting to scream. I looked over at her and watched as my wife’s juices started to flow. It was a slow steady stream and it just trickled down her ass as it did in the video. Her friend looked at me strangely and said, “What are all of the towels for?” I told her to back up and remove Jack from my wife. She pulled the Jack from my wife and the dildo from my ass and told me to show her. I quickly found my wife’s clit with my finger and started the flow again. I love doing this and it has always been a major turn on for me. As I continued to rub her clit faster and faster she was screaming by now and cut it lose. She was now gushing out of her pussy an amazing amount of love juice and was soaking all of the towels down to the edge of the bed.
Her friend just looked at us in amazement and said that I should be rewarded appropriately for that show. She told me to get on top of my wife and have my way with her. I was so hard at this point I knew it wouldn’t take long to come inside of my wife. I did as I was told and my wife’s friend removed the blindfold from my wife’s eyes and then loosened her bounds so she would have the ability to move again. As I pumped into my wife’s pussy, my wife grabbed hold of my nipples and pinched hard and I came with such an explosion that cum dripped out of the sides of my wife’s pussy.
After I got off, my wife told her friend to lay down on her back and then instructed me to wash the dildos off and bring them back to her side. While I was washing the toys off, my wife started to lick her friends pussy. She was not totally shaven, but she was well trimmed. Her lips were bare, but she had a very lightly shaped bush. I came back to see that my wife’s head was buried between her friend’s legs. I didn’t want to disturb them as I could tell that they were really into it. So I laid the dildos next to her and left the room to grab another beer.
I was very satisfied and sat down on the couch to relax a little bit. I was about half way through my beer when I heard a light knock on the door. I went to the door and looked through the peep hole and it was my friend from earlier. He was standing outside the door and there was the girl he was talking to when I left him at the bar. I ran and put on a pair of shorts, closed the bedroom door and then let them in. They came in and sat down and I know they could hear the moans coming from the bedroom. My friend asked me what was going on in there and I smiled really big and said, “oh nothing”. He then told me that I had left the blinds open and that he could see everything. The girl with him took off her shirt and released some of the largest breast I have ever seen and said that she wanted to join in on the fun.
Just as I was about to get up and go in to the bedroom and ask them if they were up to more fun, both my wife and her friend walked in naked and said, “Good, the more the merrier.” Needless to say, everyone got naked and there was plenty of licking, sucking, and fucking that continued through the night. But that is another story for another day.

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