I have these friends, a husband and wife. For the longest time, I've wanted badly to have sex with both of them. First I wanted just him, but I thought it would be even better if I involved both of them. I'm bi, but they don't know that. Anyway, after years of hanging out with them, I see how domineering she is over her husband – my friend. She really puts him down, bitches at him constantly and belittles him, in front of anybody. She's really tough, but she's mostly been nice to me. She's got a couple of extra pounds and she's pretty and blonde. My friend is not very handsome, more "pretty". He's tall and has a few extra pounds too. I just knew she calls the shots when it comes to sex. I'm pretty sure she hardly ever fucks him. I feel bad for my friend so I had been wanting to release some of his pent up "tension", if you know what I mean. I've felt that they had both given me hints a couple of times that they are both attracted to me but I just wasn't sure enough yet to do anything about it. Heck, once when we were hanging out at my house, we had been drinking and I remember my friend and I were alone and he jokingly told me to suck his dick in response to something that I said. Guys say that all the time to eachother as an insult, so I didn't take him too seriously but at the same time, the way he said it was very flirty. I was a little buzzed, I immediately thought "damn, i would so suck your dick right now", but I didn't, lol. Another time, we were at a party and he and …
Holiday Fun
We have been on the beach all day. Your body is bronzed and beautiful. We are out for dinner, dancing and drinking, enjoying our night. You have on a low cut, backless dress, with your black heels. Underneath you have on red lace thong and no bra, you don't need one, such perfect little handfuls. You look stunning. I have on my silk tan pants, my black Bahama shirt, and black loafers, no socks. I have my silky blue boxers on. We have been kissing and holding each other all night. I love the way your lips and tongue feel and taste. While dancing, I have been grabbing your ass and you don't mind. You have felt my stiff cock through my pants as we slow dance. I bet your panties and thighs are wet. Someone else has been watching us. At the bar, she's 40 something, long dark hair, and a lean, medium build. She's pretty, but not beautiful. Her top is light colored, very sheer, sleeveless, and hangs loose around her armpits so you can just see the curve of her big ample tits. Sexy but not slutty. Her skirt is short but not mini, and shows of her long, tanned legs. She has red heels on. She looks very enticing. I notice her, and tell you that while I go to the bathroom, you should go talk to her. I can tell you are quite OK with that. When I return, I find you both deep in conversation, tipping glasses to toast something, you are very close to each other. When I come up to you, you turn, take my hand and lead me to hers, introducing me to her. You tell me that she is recently …
Blinded by the Light
If you were to disappear, well, if you were to go away is probably a more appropriate term, would anyone miss you, would anyone care? What would happen if you decided to give up your life, to walk away from everything that you know, everyone you know and love, and become someone else, something else. In the case of Bob Gibson, that is exactly what he had to ask himself. He had six weeks to decide, to put his affairs in order so to speak, making sure that he could make the transition to his new life with little or no suspicions being aroused by anyone. The story he told his coworkers was that he inherited a rather sizeable piece of land and some money from a distant relative in Germany and he was going to retire and move there to get away from the rat race. In reality, he was going to be moving less than 10 miles away and he, well, let’s just say that he was not going to be living a life of luxury. Everything in his life turned upside down when he was sitting at work like any other day and a woman entered his bank branch and asked to speak to someone about investing a large sum of money. As he stood to greet her and shake her hand and escort her to his desk, little did he know that he was about to change the course of his life drastically and forever. “Yes, Ms. Maxwell, how can I help you today?” Elaine Maxwell was a Black woman who looked like she could have been in her late 40s. Her form-fitting red suit hugged every curve of her mature, sexy body. Her black, silk …
Bitch and Dicking: Bitchy Fun at the Beach
The beach is warm, brilliantly sparkly, and dazzling and gorgeous too. I love and adore being here with my beautifully handsome husband, Jace Dicking. He is seated right here before me, casting and shooting his gaze straight upward in that lazy and effortless way that allows and permits him to relax and loll down in the resplendent sunlight in an awesome and adorable fashion that I cannot help but only marvel and yonder at. My sweet innocent, exquisite Jace! He is wearing and putting on some nice blue pants and has his wonderful and well-designed chest bared and laid for me to feast my starving and itchy eyes on. Simply put, he is looking all exclusively yummy and delicious. If he were food, I would have began devouring and eating him right this very moment and instant. Assuredly! "What are you thinking in that smart little head of yours, my dearest Bitch?" He asks me coyly and a bit shy at first. I look and gaze straight at him. He is also looking and gawking right back at me. His loveliness and mild sweet innocence…….it wins and melts my heart remedilessly. I draw closer towards him and then start to caress and stroke gently and smoothly his adorable and all too beautiful face and cheeks. His cheeks feel almost nearly just like his buttocks–they are wonderfully and enjoyably soft and squashy-like and sexually arousing and appealing what's more. I think I feel for a split second my very excited and thrilled vagina doing a happy and gleeful dance. Almost certainly! This …
The Camgirls Sexfight; A True Story
(I will not be using the names, usernames, or website of the actual event. I don't want to possibly anger any beautiful camgirls out there) Something interesting happened last time I was browsing the webcams of my favorite porn site. See, one of the things I enjoy watching is two girls having fun on a camera. I never really pay, I just like to see how they flirt, and chat with their costumers. This time was different, though. I clicked on one of the cams I have never tried before. The picture drew me in; two black women, both large in size, with breasts bigger than their heads. One had long, curly hair, while the other was shaved almost bald. They both wore dark lipstick, and were only in matching white underwear. When I entered the room, they were happily feeling each others breasts through their lacy bras. There were a few men in the chatroom, and one other woman. I normally didn't like crowded rooms, but the way these two were flirting with each other, and their patrons, just charmed me. Their gentle caresses were enough to make my mouth water, so, I decided to make myself known. "Hello there!" I typed. (Now, at this point I'd like to say that I simply don't remember all of what was said, but I can kinda recreate the scene) "Hey, hey," they waved as they replied, and blew a kiss at the screen. The room gave a list of what they would do for however much money. Such as anal for $25, or kissing for $5. I ignored it, like I always do. "How are the two of you beautiful girls …
Bother Fucks Stepsister And Stepmom [part2]
“Well Anthony?” “OK, We’ve been doing it for a while.” “It started innocently enough, with kissing and touching and It kind of escalated from there.” “I’m not mad Anthony, I’d rather have her fucking you than someone I didn’t know or trust.” “Really?” “That’s right I’m fine with it.” Then Alyssa smiled and moved toward Anthony. “I must say, I can tell why Lori has sex with you so much, you have a really nice cock.” Anthony felt his cock starting to harden, as Alyssa stared at him.” Alyssa tossed her towel aside as Anthony’s eyes roamed over her body…both of them standing there in silence. Alyssa’s tits were so damn full and her nipples were hard like pebbles, just begging to be sucked. Anthony’s cock was sticking out proudly as he stared at Alyssa’s neatly trimmed bush. “I really need a cock bad Anthony, please don’t think bad of me I just can’t stand it anymore.” “You Father cares more about work than he does satisfying me, he’s never here, and I think he might even be seeing another woman.” “Then he’s insane,” Anthony stammered. Alyssa smiled as she stepped forward, placing her arms around Anthony, pulling him to her chest his cock pushing against her thigh. Alyssa looked at Anthony whispering, “Make love to me Anthony like you do to Lori.” “Besides, it’s not like I’m your real Mom.” Then Alyssa began to kiss Anthony, softly at first while Anthony started caressing her tits, running him thumbs over her nipples. Alyssa’s tongue slipped past Anthony’s lips, as their kiss …
my hairy Deimos part 1
Hey, my name's john abby, I'm 22 years old, tall, and good-looking, I have short black hair, and I'm a Filipino by the way (I live in cebu city, philippines). I'm bisexual, but more on the gay side, hehe. I have a church friend that I've had a crush on for a while now, his name's Deimos; he's 26, very tall (much taller than me), his hairstyle is usually a buzzcut, he has nice light brown skin, hairy, and full of muscles, in other words, he was a manly man. We're not close friends but we exchange smiles and "hi's" sometimes So something amazing happened to me last June. It was a nice warm Sunday noon, I just finished attending church, so I got into a taxi and went to a mall to get some lunch. I felt my phone vibrate in my sling-bag, so I take it out and find 1 unread message from my roommate, "yo, I'm gonna stay at my girlfriends house for a few weeks. you're gonna be alone!! Haha lol k bye". (I share an apartment with him) When I reached the mall I went to a cheap fast-food restaurant, it's where I usually eat. After eating, I went to the department store for some window shopping, I looked around a bit and reached the men's section, I found a tall masculine guy checking out some polo shirts, is that Deimos?!? He was wearing a blue folded-up long sleave revealing his hairy forearms, he was wearing black pants and black shoes (you could really tell he just came from church). As soon as I saw him, I quickly hid myself to prevent him from seeing me. My body started feeling hot, …
My Son’s Girlfriend The Latina Princess[real]
I am 42, divorced and I live with my 18 year old son Blake(not his real name). Blake has been dating this 18 year old Latina “Princess” named Mariah. Now I call her a princess because she is spoiled and expects to be treated like a princess. Fittingly enough she also has a pair of shorts that say “Princess” on the ass. I try not to interfere in my son’s relationships and I understand why he pampers her. She is extremely attractive. She is about 5’3″, weighs maybe 105 pounds, has what I’d guess to be size D knockers and a sweet bubble butt that a lot of Latina girls do. So on that level I like having her around the house as she has provided me a sizable spank bank of mental images. I started letting her sleepover in my son’s bed about a month ago on the weekends and she took that inch I gave her and has practically moved in as she only sleeps at her house maybe one night a week now. I confess once she more or less moved in I got into the bad habit of sneaking into my son’s room and looking for her dirty panties and sniffing them. Sometimes if I knew they weren’t going to be home for awhile I would take her panties into my bedroom and masturbate with them in my face. The smell of that eighteen year old pussy was just so intoxicating. When we all three sit around watching TV before bed she wears skimpy short shorts and tee-shirts. I have gotten the feeling that on more than one occasion she liked to tease me. Whenever my son leaves the room, she will often get extra flirty with …
My little sister cheers me up
Feed back would be appreciated. Feel free to PM me. I always knew my sister Maddie was a pretty girl, but I certainly never thought of her as sexy. That's just weird. Sure, there were times when she'd be sitting out by the pool in a bikini, or walking around the house in some spandex shorts after getting home from volleyball practice, when my eyes would start to linger longer than they should've, but I'd quickly look away and forget – or at least, pretend – it had ever happened. She was my sister, she was 16, and that was that… at least, until she was more than that. I was 18, a senior in high school, and had a cast on my arm after my wrist got broken in a wrestling match. That ended wrestling for me for the rest of the year, which just about ruined my entire life. Not only could I no longer wrestle, but I couldn't drive myself to school (or anywhere), and my girlfriend had just moved a few hours away with her family. That was ok back when I could drive, but it had been two months since I had seen her in person… which meant it was two months since we had fucked. So I wasn't exactly in the best spirits that afternoon, because I wasn't exactly in the best spirits for months. Luckily for me, and thanks to my sister, all that was about to change. I came home from school with nothing to do. All of my friends were at the wrestling practice I no longer had to attend. For the first couple weeks I kept going, just to watch and to help out however I could, but then it just …
The Hangout
This is a revision of my entry into CAW #23, for which we were to write something based on personal history. My story is based on a real place, a real girl, and some real events. There’s a basis of truth here, but my participation in much of this is “embellished”. Note: The protagonists in this tale smoke marijuana in several scenes, since the story is set in the college culture of 1970. If this is offensive to readers, I apologize. Some explanation and background for this fantasy have been added to the end. *** The phone woke me on the first morning of summer break. It was a girl from high school. “You’re up early, Martha.” “Is it early? Oh, I guess it is. Sorry, Jeremy. What are you doing this summer?” “Not much. Didn’t find a job yet. Why?” “I have a huge painting project, and I need your help.” “You know I suck at art. You even said it yourself. You were polite, but the message was clear.” “Yes, and you know I suck at numbers. I would have flunked algebra and geometry without you. Part of what I need is your math skills. I’m in kind of a jam here. This job is huge. It’s the interior of a building.” “What building?” “The old quonset hut near the train station on the north side of the city.” “That big ugly metal thing? The truck repair shop?” “They moved out. The new owner gutted the place, put in sound-proofing and insulation, and stuck a big band of plywood over that, primed and ready for paint. He wants a mural on the wood for his new dance club, ‘The Hangout’. It’ll be …
The Massage: Crossing The Line Chapter 1
I showed up at Cindy’s place just before dinner. It was the first time meeting her. She had contacted me through email after having seen my website for the services I offered. She was in sore need of a massage (pun intended) and was glad for the great price I offered. I had been in business for about six months then. It was a new and growing venture. My friends always told me I had “the touch”, as far as massages went, so this endeavor practically initiated and grew itself. This was a time in my life when I was still a free man, imbued with a strong spirit of freedom, unencumbered, not married and all avenues of possibilities were available to be experienced, explored and indulged in. My choice to be a massage therapist was a great way to be independent, meet new people and call my own hours. So after I made the leap and went to massage school, I decided that I wanted a mobile business. This way, I did not have to worry about renting a clinic space, setting up shop and so on. I would be a one-man therapist on wheels and brought relaxation and rejuvenation to you . That was my business tag line; it was also a great way to see new and different places everyday; it kept things fresh. ********* I had my table all set up in a large room in Cindy’s basement. It was spacious, well decorated, cozy and a place where she did her stretching and exercises. The door to the attached bathroom opened and Cindy emerged in a very small white towel; she always found that she liked taking a hot …
Audition for a gay group
The listing was very specific. Chesley Matures: setting up a group for mature gay or bi men, 45+. We will meet once a month at my place and have sex with who we want, plus play games. I replied immediately because it was exactly what I had been looking for. My experience was rather limited and gay sex dating is full of older seeking younger and younger seeking ‘daddies’, a term which I find extremely offputting. What I wanted was a man, or a room full of men, who were old enough to not play games or be too concerned with physical appearance. I might not be Bradley Cooper, but I am far from ugly, and I was looking for the same. The guy who was organizing it, Clem, was friendly and sensible, and also very attractive. He was overweight and hairy – just what turns me on. We liked each other so much that we agreed to meet before the event, just the two of us. We went to a pub in the countryside, close to his house. We had a nice meal and a few pints of lager and we were just like two friends out for a friendly meal. Clem wasn’t the slightest bit effeminate. He was a real man and we talked about man things like football and cricket. After the meal we went to his place. It was three o’clock. We sat in the lounge and he closed the curtains, then took off his shirt and trousers, so I did the same. We sat together on the settee, listening to music, our thighs touching gently. His legs were very hairy and the feeling against my smooth skin sent surges of lust through me. I put my hand …
Part 13 – First Adult Theater
During the time our f****y situation would not allow us to party much. We happen to discover adult theaters. Just to remind you, we are a couple during this time and were both in our mid-thirties. My wife is blond, 5’0” tall, blue eyes, 34b breast with really hard nipples that were hard to hid when she get aroused. At the time she weighed about 115 with a nice ass. She did not were panties, just panties hose or nothing. She had just changed jobs and really did not know anyone at her new job. So it had been a month or so since she got to fool around with other dicks or pussy. She was continuously horny. We were invited out with some of my work friends to the west end in Dallas. We had dinner, drinks and went dancing. During our dancing she would whisper and ask me how much longer because she wanted to go home. The drinks and dancing have made her pussy wet and she needed a hard dick. The party broke up around 11PM so we all went our separate ways home. From downtown Dallas to our home we normally take interstate 35 north, but they had the entrance ramp closed so we had use another route. We went up Harry Hines. She was wearing a long denim dress that buttoned all the way up the front. As we drove up Harry Hines, she unbuttoned the lower part of her dress and removed her panty hose. She leaned up against the passenger door and rubbed her pussy so I could watch. When we stopped at street lights she would reach over and put her fingers in my mouth so I could taste her pussy …
Cougar Summer
Cougar summer High school graduation would be in less than a month and I wanted to plan a fun summer before starting college. Not having a lot of money or a steady girlfriend, I was having trouble thinking about what to do. I did not want to just lie around the house and watch TV. Finally I came up with a plan that I thought might work. After several tries at writing an ad that might get me some fun times and action, I came up with the ad that I thought might work and posted it, and a photo of me from the neck to the knees holding my stiff prick in my hand, on several adult web sites that had members in my area. “Recent High school grad looking for fun times this summer with a sexy cougar to show me a fun time. I like to travel. I’m 5’11” and into sports so have a good hard, young body. My rock hard 7 inch cock will make you happy. Send me some sexy pictures and your ideas of what fun things we can do together.” The ad was not up more than a couple days before I started getting replies. I looked on my computer and found three email answers to my ad and over the next week there were twenty. The first one I looked at was from a woman in her mid 50’s. Where she said she lived was about ten miles away. She said that she lived in a nice house with a pool and a tennis court and that I would be welcome to come and visit her any time. Her picture showed her in a thin pink teddy. She was a little heavy and had big tits that you could tell drooped quite a bit. I hoped that I would …
Having Jamie
This is my first story. So I welcome any kind of criticism, constructive or otherwise, to improve my future work if any. This story is based on a theme of incest. If you don’t like this sort of thing kindly proceed no further. This story is purely a work of fiction. Acting on this kind of impulse (incest) might destroy lives and families. Be sensitive. Hi peeps. This is my story from a week ago. I’m Shawn and I’m 18 years old. I’m as average as you can imagine; 5’11”, weighing at 147 lbs., neither too lean nor too stocky. I don’t have any nicely cut muscles as I don’t do much gym work but I always help my dad with his farm works and hence have a pretty well-toned body that I can be really proud of. In my family, I have my loving parents John and Mary and of course my sweet little sister Jamie who just celebrated her 16th birthday two weeks ago. Jamie was the little princess of our house and my parents’ darling. Jamie is the fun loving type in our family; always cracking jokes and up to something naughty. She has always been like that since her childhood. At 5’7” and 123 lbs., with her smooth dirty blonde hairs and hazel eyes she is a beauty to die for. She is neither voluptuous nor petite. In fact she is very “model-like” thin but yet sports nice 32C tits with perky nipples that I occasionally have a chance to feel with my eyes through her bra-less top. Even though I am not that bad myself I’ve never had any serious luck with girls; just a few random effortless …
Asian Chemist Assisstant
THIS HAPPENED IN 2010 For health reasons I have to visit my Doctor on a weekly basis, logically I usually get a prescription on a weekly basis, and I always use the same chemist therefore I know all the staff very well. As the pharmacist and I usually have a bit of banter about the usual, politics, state of the Country, football all the usual stuff, on this particular day I was served by Rukia. She was a beautiful Asian girl, very pretty similar to the girl who lives next door to us, read my other stories for those. She has a lovely figure, nice big tits but only 5’4”. As we were talking and Rukia went to make up my prescription I said to the pharmacist “She is a beautiful girl” “I know” he replied, “Do you fancy her?” “Do I” I answered and that was the end of it. A couple of weeks later I was back in and she served me again, smiling she said “Do you fancy me?” blushing I said I did, as she blushed and turned away my cock twitched. When she came back with my order she said “I get a lunch break in fifteen minutes” I was bemused by this and said “I’ll wait” after twenty minutes she came to me and said “This way” as I followed her. We went outside, round the back and into a flat above the shop, going in she locked the door behind her and sat on a sofa, I looked at her and she said “I fancy you too”, ‘great’ I thought as I sat beside her “You are married aren’t you” “Yes” I replied, she said “Good, married men don’t tell”. As she moved her hand onto my leg she said “I’m 19, …
Revenge, Pt 6: The…..Encounter
*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. There was a soft knock at the door. It was just after midnight, and Jessica had come to be with me again, as she put it. "Come in." I said. The door opened and Jessica slipped in, closing it quietly behind her. She was wearing a negligee, the exact shape and design as the black one she usually wore, except this one was red. I took in the thin weave that showed off her body and matching panties, the short hem that drew the eye to her long and sexy legs, and of course the dark red bust that gave her the most magnificent cleavage. I knew before I looked that she'd painted her toenails to match. I looked back at my laptop screen, ignoring her for now. I'd gotten a taste of this last week. Just making her wait was so appealing to me. This was a girl that on many occasions had called me a "retard" for slurring my words or stuttering the slightest amount, following with the phrase "Don't waste my time." We were kids then, but it was stupid little things like this that still stuck with me. Now I could waste her time all I wanted. Before she'd arrived, I'd been surfing aimlessly on the internet for a few hours going from link to link, reading about basically anything I found interesting. I did this a lot, and ended up learning about a pretty wide variety of useless crap. The internet was a big place. A lot of opportunities …
Happy Valentines Day Eve
This is a true story My wife likes to do groups of men and so do several of her girlfriends. A while back we planned a Valentine's Day gangbang for her with 24 guys and 5 of her girlfriends who would be there to keep the guys hard. My wife's girlfriends are truly beautiful. The first is Laurie a tall blonde, the next is Cindy a very busty girl who is the gangbang queen of our swing club. There are about 200 women in our club and no one has done as many as Cindy, even though we have lots of women in the club who like to fuck groups of guys. As an aside, it seems that every woman in the club who becomes friends with Cindy starts doing gangbangs too. First Cindy influenced Yvonne, then Yvonne influenced my wife and my wife has influenced Kathy, a beautiful Asian girl who will have her first gangbang on Saint Patrick's day weekend. The final girlfriend is Breena, a petite college girl who is following her older sister into the lifestyle. The night before, all 5 girls came over our house to spend the night and I got to watch as they did each other in wonderful passionate combinations; blonde on brunette, brunette and blonde on redhead etc. But all these ladies had a surprise for me. My wife really enjoys the fact that I enjoy seeing her pleasured by other men and that I arrange gangbangs and suck off parties for her. So she surprised me by giving me my own party. Her friend Cindy, a busty beautiful redhead, likes to gangbang as much as my wife does and carries cockrings with …
Inside These Four Walls
"I just want to have sex with you." Nikki whined as she followed me through the library. "Not right now, Nik." "Oh, c'mon!" She sped up her pace so she was pressed behind me while I reached for a book. Pressing a hand inside the waistband of my jeans she said, "Let me taste you." I turned my head and looked at Nikki. She was beautiful. She had tan skin and long black hair that fell in curls. She looked up at me and I was met with these green exotic eyes. All I could think was wow looking at her right now. She was wearing a white tank top that was low cut revealing her ample cleavage and tan skin that I wanted to run my tongue against. I pulled her hand out of my pants and thanked God that we were in the secluded section of the library. Nikki was being relentless and horny and it wasn't fair. All I wanted to do was find a book but she had other plans. "Let's go back to your dorm and I can show you how hot you make me, Sav." She was playing with the ends of my strawberry blonde hair and took the opportunity to slide her fingers past the waist band of my panties once again. I leaned back against her as my pussy craved attention. "I know you're wet for me, so let's take this to the bedroom." I've known Nikki for about six months now, and I've been fucking her ever since. We went to an all girls school called Richmond Academy in Ontario, Canada. The school was known in the community as a drop off for affluent parents so they could spend their time doing anything and everything …
The Handyman Can !
Hello my name is John, I am 41 yrs old, and have been looking for work , I do odd jobs around the house or garden. I am 5'10" tall, ruggedly handsome and extremely fit. I am staying at the local caravan park, and continue to door knock at some of the close by residences, seeking work, having had some success in this neighborhood. My day commences …… Knock, knock …..after a brief delay, the door opens. "Yes can I help you"? an attractive woman answers. "Hello mam, my name is John …and I am looking for work, I am a handyman and do odd jobs around homes". " Hi I'm Kelly …. my home does need some attention…but I do not know you… sorry, but I will have to decline your offer". She goes to close the door. John quickly responds," please mam, wait. I have worked for two of your neighbors in the past two weeks, the Jones's and the Wilson's. Please give them a call, they will tell you I do an excellent job for a good price. Here is a card with my contact number". " Okay, I will see what they have to say, a bad report…no job…no return call". I nod, and smile, " thank you, hear from you soon, goodbye". Thinking to myself, wow, she was gorgeous, I do hope she calls, I'm sure she will – because her neighbors were extremely satisfied with my work. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ I had done my homework. Whilst working with the Jones's and Wilson's, I found out that Kelly was attractive, 39 yrs old, …
My First Bukkake
Looking back it was possibly one of the most bizarre decisions I've made, but it all turned out well and enjoyed myself thoroughly. It ultimately became one of my favorite sexual practice and addiction. It was a Friday night and as I was sat at home feeling a bit bored as there was nothing to look forward to on the TV and big b*****r had just finished, I logged on to one of the sites I use on a regular basis to find I had mail waiting, so, I went straight to my mail box to see what I'd been sent. Turned out to be a mail shot from the site operators telling me all about how the changes they'd recently made to the forums of the site had made a huge impact on the number of posts being placed so I decided to go take a look at what all the fuss was about. I read through some of the general posts from people asking for advice and then came across a post from a girl I've chatted to before in the chat room about a Bukkake party she was having and asking if there were any other girls that fancied coming along for some fun. It wasn't something I'd ever really considered and I wasn't too sure about what went on at a bukkake party so I jumped into the chat room to see if she was still about and to have a chat. Turned out I'd missed her by a few minutes so I dropped her a mail asking her to either drop me a mail by return or give me a call It wasn't long before I got a text asking if it was ok t call, I replied that it was, and she phoned straight away. Carol was a lot more experienced …
Back in my early age it seemed older men were attr
I was only about 16 years old at this time. My mom, me and 3 s****rs moved over to the east end of this city. It was sort of a welfare building, your normal row housing. On welfare, you can't afford that much, especially with a lot of mouths to feed. I wasn't doing to good in school at this end of town. I had a bad habit of playing hookie from school. Naturally I was skinny and had very little clothing that fit me properly. I just couldn't consintrate in class, with my stomach rumbling all the time. I used to go down to the docks where all the k**s hung out on the weekends. I felt that was a good place not to be seen by a truancy officer or police. I used to make up a fishing line out of whatever was laying around down by the docks and try catching fish. I figured if I caught something to eat mom wouldn't be as mad at me when I did get home. This day, I started out early. Everybody was in school at 9 am so I headed down to the docks. Through the bush and down over the railroad tracks and across the old road. It was a nice hot sunny day, perfect for relaxing and cathing fish. I sat on some rocks right beside a place called Tullock Fishing. I dangled a line in the water and let the rip tide take it out further. Boy was I ever hungry. My stomach was growling and I didn't have a lunch to take with me, naturaly. It was noon now and some of the men that worked on the dock were sitting around eating thier lunch. An older man, I guess in his 40s wandered down to see what I was …
My horny neighbors daughter (part two)
"Honey, this isn't what it looks like." Mrs. West stuttered but even I, in the same position as her, found that as a feeble excuse. "Mom, you're trying to fuck Jackson! And didn't think to even check if I was around!" Julie was pissed off, but she was justified in being so. But when I looked at her I was shocked by her, she went to the bathroom to clean up but she must have came out in a hurry. She wasn't wearing her shirt, letting her chest be free to see. "Honey, please. I wasn't going to have sex with Jackson." She stood up and pulled her shirt up to hide her breasts. I sat there, not wanting to move or talk. "So you were just teasing him with your tits?" Julie yelled at her own mother. Mrs. West's face turned red then looked at me then her daughter, "No, I mean yes, honey you need to understand but I didn't want to fuck him." I was kinda hurt by her saying that. "I just wanted to try something new." "What?" "Honey, your father is starting to get… boring." Mrs. West hesitated to say that, biting his bottom lip and tucking one of her arms under her breast to hold the other arm at the elbow. "Julie, your father just isn't exciting anymore." "So you thought fucking Jackson would help?" Julie's anger seemed to lower hearing her mother talk, "And what do you mean by 'not exciting'?" I decided to sit up, but I did so they wouldn't notice. "Chris lost his spark in bed, all he does is go …
Helping the wife recruiting new cuckolds
All this started when one night I shared my fantasy with my wife. Being married to a five foot four one hundred pound blonde hair and blue eyed spitfire with perfect thirty four b cup tits caused it all. I told her that I'd like to watch her have sex with a well hung guy. She always dresses to please and for years I have witnessed my friends and strangers seeking looks at her body. At first she thought I was giving her a hard time, but when I convenienced her I was serious she said she would think about it. I know she is aware of the power she holds over me but being the true sweetheart she is she never treated me badly.I was just dying to know if she had decided weather or not to go through with it. I would hint from time to time but she played her hand with grace. I wanted to just come out and ask her but for some reason I was afraid to. One Friday evening we went out for dinner and after we where having a drink. I must have been just relaxed enough to finally ask her. I said , honey have you given any thought to what I asked you about? She knew exactly what I was talking about but she loves to mess with me from time to time. She had a puzzled look on her face and as she crossed her leg she asked what was it you asked me? I looked down at her strappy high hills and nylon covered legs. The hem of her dress was high enough to show the dark band of her stocking tops.I almost chickened out. In fact at the very second if I had my life would be totally different today. I took a …
Rachels Dare – Part 4
The music cut through the red-tinged light of the strip club, sending a shiver down my spine as we both entered. The man at the door – topless and in tight pants – had talked to Rachel for a short while, before gesturing at a tall, blonde woman who stood behind the bar. The woman was busy observing the rowdy patrons of "For Her Eyes Only", keeping a keen eye on proceedings, and not bothering to look in our direction. All the way over from the sports bar, I'd held on to the faint hope that the manager of the strip joint wouldn't be interested in Rachel's proposal. I was in decent shape and – as Rachel has said only a few days ago – I wasn't unattractive. I wasn't Chippendale's material though, and I certainly didn't have the moves that some of those male strippers would be able to pull off. My nerves were pretty much shot as we'd arrived at our final destination, and Rachel had enquired as to where the manager was. I'd tried to smile at the doorman, who'd managed to take that in entirely the wrong way and had given me a playful slap on the ass. Rachel had at least given me my normal clothes to wear on the walk over. I didn't know whether that was out of compassion, or to make the gulf between what I wore into the bar and what I'd end up wearing at the bar even more immense. Whatever the intention, I already felt naked even though I was still fully dressed. The thought occurred to me that if this is what I felt like now, that the actual strip itself would be completely …