I lived pretty out of the way. If I needed to go anywhere I had to take this crazy road that led through trees and such, winding from my house to the highway and it was a good distance away. When I got my car to the end of that road another car honked to get my attention. I pulled up to them. A sexy young girl with wavy light brown hair and green eyes rolled down the window. "excuse me sir, can you give us directions?" I looked into the car and saw that it was filled with four other sexy girls, probably college/high school aged. "well, where ya headed", I asked them. It was hard not to look at their faces and imagine sliding my cock in between their lips and down their throats. "we're trying to get on the road towards new York. We would use our phones but there's no reception out here" she told me. I was getting a half erection imagining what I could do to their bodies. Of course I knew how to get there, these girls were really lost. "well unfortunately I'm no traveler, but I could let you use my computer, get some old fashioned printed directions. I'm a little drive down this road." I lied. "thats so nice, thank you very much sir", the girl in the passenger seat said. "no problem, follow me" . I led them to my house. When they got out of their car I could fully appreciate their sexy bodies. there was no way they could fight me off if it came to it. I was much larger than these slim girls. A tall blonde asked me,"where can I use a bathroom, I've been stuck in the car for …
A Night of Endless Passion Part 2
I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, savoring the feel of her warm breath against my chest. I slowly start to wake up and I can hear some noises off in the background. I try to sit up but realize that I am still tied to the bed. I open my eyes and look around the room. It’s still dark outside so I know that I haven’t been asleep that long, maybe a couple of hours. I tilt my head to the side and see my naked wife walking towards me. As she does I can’t help but to admire her sexy body. Her long black hair is now pulled back behind her, leaving her beautiful breasts exposed. As she gets closer to me I look down at her beautiful mound. It looked so smooth and wonderful leading down to her sexy slit. Despite our sexual adventure earlier in the night as I find myself staring at her mound, I can’t help but get a little aroused again. I could feel my dick slowly starting to firm up and rise up off my chest. “Are you ready for round three already?” she said coyly and she slid herself on top of me. “I’m always ready,” I tell her and gently kiss her lips. “We’ll see how ready you are by the morning,” she said through her smile and started kissing my neck. I laid my head back and savored in the feeling of her warms lips softly pressing against my exposed neck. She started to flick her tongue out onto my neck and I turned my head to the side to expose my neck even further to her. I savor the feeling of her tongue sliding over my now slippery neck and I start to softly moan my …
Karen planned her first gang bang Part one.
This is a true story that happened in 2002 shortly after Karen and I started dating and mover in together.We started frequenting a private club in a near by town. We were the only white couple that were members. On Tuesday nights they let in singles and the rules were relaxed. Karen was forty nine years old at the time, but looked much younger. She was five foot five inched tall and about one hundred and thirty pounds. She had long brown hair that hung just below her shoulders. She has a great shape with a set of 38D breasts that drooped slightly. At first, Karen dressed conservatively when we went to the club. She wore a knee length skirt, sports bra and a nice blouse. As the weeks went by, I could see the exhibitionist in her coming out. The skirts got shorter, the bra stayed home and less buttons were used on the blouse. One night she showed me her new dress that she would ware to the club. It was a stretchy black knit skirt that she was going to ware as a dress. This barely covered her large breast and was just a few inches from showing her pussy. She said she would ware black lace panties under it. Karen was always the center of attraction not only because she was the only white women there, but because as she danced the top would work down exposing her breasts or up exposing her black lace panties. She was always having to adjust her dress to cover up. There were three young very well built black men who started to sit with us and danced with Karen. They became very …
My Young s****r-in-Law
This happens a few years back. My wife came from a traditional f****y. She is the middle c***d with one elder and one younger s****r. I was 33 when I married my wife, she was 26. Her elder s*s is 28 while her younger s*s is only 19. The younger one was still schooling when I married my wife. A sad case was that her elder s*s was not very "well developed" in the brain section (a not so nice word as slight retard). Not to a serious extend but does hamper her going out to work. She is very quite and don't interact with people. On the other hand, her younger s*s is very bright. She is the only one in the f****y to get into University (my wife is a poly grad). So actually in intellectual wise, I felt easier speaking to the younger s*s (sometimes I feel my wife can't really catch what I talk about). My wife is sweet looking but a big short and on the plump side (not overweight, not a bit "bah bah"). Both her s****r are teller. The younger one being the prettiest. Sometimes I was thinking why couldn’t my wife look most like her younger s****r. Anyway, this happens during the second year of my marriage. Being from a conservative f****y, when my younger s*s-in-law (let's call her May fro simplicity) was in University, the f****y do not allow her to stay in the university hostel. She has to spend a couple of hours travelling to and from school everyday (her f****y stay in the east while our universities are in the west, I shouldn't day which one nor her course of study as it will …
Jeff Naked in School 1
Monday, August 29, 2005 They had the Program participants strip off in the locker rooms, since there were 15 of us, too many to fit in Dr. Martin's office. I have to confess that I was a little nervous as I began taking off my shoes and socks. Hunter walked over to me; he was already naked. "Nervous?" he asked. "Yeah, I've never been naked in front of a whole bunch of people before." "Don't worry, after the first few minutes it seems normal. And if you run into any problems, you can get me or my mom." "Thanks, wanna help me undress?" He pulled my shirt up over my head, kissed me, and then began unbuttoning my shorts. He briefly groped my balls while kissing me again before yanking down my pants and underwear to reveal my recently acquired erection. "Ready," he asked. I nodded yes and Hunter protectively draped one arm over my shoulder as we filed out of the locker room into a courtyard, where we were met by a crowd that had gathered to get their first look at the naked kids. I jumped a little as I felt someone grab my ass. Hunter rubbed my back reassuringly. "You'll get used to that pretty quickly," he said, as a girl grabbed his penis and then ran away, giggling. It was amazing how much different everything felt now that I was naked. I could feel the warm breeze playing over my exposed body, the cool, dew-covered grass on my bare feet, and best of all, the indescribably wonderful feeling of Hunter's skin touching mine. We went inside and headed for English class. I got my …
Running naked in front of Jerry
Jerry and I used to meet at a local park in Sacramento late at night. Jerry loved to see me naked. Many times he would walk over to my car and demand that I strip and walk over to his car totally naked. I would comply … removing all my clothes except my running shoes. I have a runner's body … having run several marathons. And I keep running now. If other cars were in the park, obviously other guys, Jerry would invite them to park behind him car to watch a "naked guy" walk through the parking lot over to his car. Sometimes, there were two or three cars lined up for the show. After I walked to his car, Jerry would lower his window and invite my hard cock in. He would suck me dry while the guys in the other cars would just see my naked ass pumping in and out of Jerry's window. But !!! Sometimes, Jerry would say "I want to see you run." That was code for driving across the Sacramento River to a secluded road that ran along the river. There is lots of development there now, but a few years ago, there was nothing there. After we drove there in our cars, Jerry would command me out of my car in my running clothes. I would have on a T-shirt, shoes and socks, bikini underwear and running shorts. I would leave my car parked along side of the road and jog up to Jerry's car. His window would always be open. Jerry would tell me he saw me steal something from a nearby homeowner … but that he wouldn't tell the cops on me if I would just run in front of his car. What else could I do ? …
Mediterranean Girl
Would that I could place my head to you Tween and upon your pendulous breasts, In time to reach your soul through nipples Enlarged, tense, the erotic uniqueness of you. We sink to the matted turf so near the sandy beach where by the sea Entwining limbs in sun, kissed by rays and soft breezes recline Lips play and taste to hold our passions high While your genes of Eros control your mood and mine Your placidness is but a ruse to fool because deep down Searing embers heat your sex and wetness to seize me eternally No timid coupling this it is to be a memory writ large That my life can never ever again be bathed in serenity I want you always Mediterranean Girl, whose hourglass sands Run faster as you strut before my eyes in dancing steps And once again we feel the matted turf beside the sandy beach. Forever am I yours my girl to do with as you will To guide and prod my member to a well-remembered orifice A nether mouth of many lips and pertly standing button be We journey as one; we at once are you, me, we, no mystery be Ever free we be , giving and taking in love, do you see?
I dare you Not to get Hard, reading this Story
This is coming from a woman, it is a true account of a part of my life that really happened, only the names have been changed to protect the innocent. I would love to say in my defence that I was going through a stressful part in my life, but somehow that plea does appear weak, so I have to be honest with you readers, I am a pervert, and only this can excite me, let me start at the beginning, and tell you like it happened, and you will be my judge, and perhaps say something in the comments section, even call me and we can talk over coffee, I will make myself available if you are near me. After I had graduated from Nursing College and took up internship at one of the cities hospitals. There were times when my parents thought I would seek a Medical degree, but I lost interest in studying, thanks to my indulgence in weed, alcohol, and d**gs. In my second year I became a wild girl, I was turning eighteen and getting out of control, which meant sex, I was shagging everything and anything, nothing was sacred as most of the time I was stoned out of my mind. I took a year’s semester and got cleaned up, no booze or d**gs, and no sex, I was on the wagon in my twenties, and for eighteen months, almost became a nun, it had been so long now I wondered if my little lady would heal up. I would on occasions rent a porn movie to see if the spark was there, I even got friendly with old guy at the porn shop one night, and finished up giving him a hand job, but nothing, not even a twitch. …
The Ballad of Hoan Vegars: Part 6: The Road North
Hoan had been driving for the last thirty minutes, and was out of Atlanta. He was quite assured that he would see no more trouble with his enemies on the way to Chattanooga. He was wrong. Hoan drove over a spike strip, and swerved out of control. As Hoan stopped the car on a grassy area next to the road, bullets came in from all directions. It was an ambush. Hoan got out of the car, and made his way behind a concrete divider. He got up for a second to let out a few shots with his Colt AR-15, but quickly had to duck back down to avoid the incoming hail of bullets. Hoan was trapped! Then, he heard the sound of hoof beats. Rich and the group came riding in on horses, mostly from Hershel's farm. Hershel was there as well. He had used a fake head to fool the governor during the attack on the prison. Daryl came in riding a horse named Buttons, who had never been killed at all! They were well armed, thanks to Merle's run to Bass Pro Shops, and quickly defeated the federal soldiers. Hoan thanked them, and they then agreed to ride to Norfolk. Hoan said good bye to his friends, and continued on his journey, being on foot for the time being. He eventually was able to find a 1950's Ford pickup truck, in decent condition. He then drove the truck north. Meanwhile, Kajc was having an adventure of his own. On his way south to Macon from Atlanta, Kajc stopped at a gas station. His Ford Ranger needed re-fueling. After filling up his truck's gas tank, Kajc went into the store to purchase a …
How My Deviant Life Started
I was a few years shy of my 18th birthday Life was good, I had a part-time job, grades were ok and I just started dating a girl. I was still a virgin, and so was she(she kept telling me that my cock was too big and it hurt too much), but we were fooling around quite often and she sure as hell knew how to suck and loved the taste of my cum! Standard teen age life, Until one fateful night that changed my whole outlook on sex. So there I was, after work, late one night, I was home, and just showered, and as typical, my cock was rock hard. So I laid down on my bed and took matters into my own hand. Now, understand that this was late at night, so, being around midnight, I thought everyone in the house was asl**p. Being it that I had no door on my room, and the bathroom door was right next to mine, I should of known better. But, I figured if anyone got up and walked down the hall, I would hear them(since we had wooden floors that creaked and groaned with every step!), I was naked, stroking my cock while leafing thru a Penthouse, my dick throbbing and sticking straight up, glistening with my spit, fondling my balls and edging toward a magnificent explosion. I needed to cum badly! That's when I heard the creak of a floorboard. I moved to cover myself and glanced at my door, but, it was too late. My s****r was peeking around the door jam and I knew she saw. I was mortified! She darted into the bathroom. I laid there, under the sheets, scared shitless and on top of that, I …
Welcome Home
Tired. Irritated. Sore. All of these things made up my mood as I left work for the day. My day was long and hard and all I wanted to do was get home and go straight to sleep. The long drive home seemed so much longer with all the traffic and I was just downright frustrated by then. I finally arrived home at my apartment building. I parked my car and head for the stairs to make the climb to the second floor and my apartment door. I brought out my keys and unlocked my door. The hallway was dark which was weird since I usually left the hallway light on. I walked further into my apartment towards the kitchen and started noticing how clean it was and how it smelled like lemons. I detoured away from the kitchen and went to my couch in the living room. I sank down into it and I finally get into my relaxing mood. That’s when I feel a pair of soft hands on my shoulders. Massaging and rubbing them. “Who is this behind me?” I whispered softly. “Your girlfriend. Was you expecting anyone else?” I smiled as I heard Veronica’s soft angel voice. My senses started to open up. I could smell her bathing soap on her skin which meant she just got out of the shower. I loved her aroma. It made everything better. Veronica was a very beautiful Latina woman. She’s thick with luscious curves, big 38D breasts, beautiful soft French vanilla skin, coffee brown eyes, long reddish brown hair, and a pretty dazzling smile with cute sexy dimples. And she was all mines. Anyway, she slid off my glasses and put …
Grandpas Milk Chapter 14
Chapter 14 Terry and Tanya finished cleaning up. I got down from the table and said, “You two had better get home!” They got up and grabbed me around the waist, “Thank you for letting us fuck you, Grandpa!” and Terry added, “And thank you for the MILK! I can’t WAIT to see my boobies grow!” Together they said, “Thank you, Hermie!” to my cock and they each kissed him, giggling. They found their clothes and put them on and I showed them to the door. When I got back to the patio the others were laying in the sun. “Hey, aren’t you guys forgetting something?” I reminded. “No! We’re waiting for YOU, Grandpa!” Rachel explained, “We need you to put our sunscreen on!” “Oh—my—goodness! You mean, you all wouldn’t have a clue how to put sunscreen on yourselves or each other and you’d lay out here and fry in the sun?” I half-heartedly complained. “But Grandpa!” Abby whined, “It feels BETTER when YOU put our sunscreen on!” She handed my the bottle with puppy-dog eyes. I tried not to seem to eager to feel her soft skin, nubile curves, nascent mammaries, firm, round ass and cup her puffy little vulva. She moaned softly as I took my time with the application process. I playfully slapped her ass when I was done, “OK, miss helpless, there you go…” She turned around smiling and gave me a peck on the lips. “Thank you, Grampa!” I tried not to be too gleeful about massaging sunscreen onto each of their young, luscious bodies but Hermie betraid me after the third one. Rachel was last and she smiled …
Dominant Sex Therapy
I had to go see a sex ther****t because I was addicted to jerking off. Little did I know she had a surprise waiting for me when i got there. I sat down and she got right to the questions. "So how long have you been jacking off" She asked. I said "about 20 years now" She nodded her head and asked " Do you watch porn when you jerk off?" I said "Yeah every time" She said "Good. How many times a day do you jack off" I said "all depends sometimes once, If i get a really good scene I try to break my mind from cumming too fast so it can be, 4-5 times a day." She said "Wow that's a lot of masturbating. Do you cum a lot? Do you eat your own cum? Do you jerk your cock with another guy" She started getting more aggressive as she asked. I said "Yeah i usually cum a lot about 4 strings of cum. I've ate my own cum before but not consistently and yes I've jerked off with another guy but also not every time. I usually like dirty talk to get me in the mood" I said while challenging her. She said "Oh really? Interesting. How big is your dick" By this time it was pretty obvious it wasn't just a therapy session we were about to fuck. "Pull your dick out i want to smell it." I unbuckled my pants and she grabbed my dick gently then sniffed my balls and asshole. "Oh my god it kinda stinks, you nasty fuck." She took her pencil skirt off and had a garter belt with no panties on. she was turned around so i …
New Friends at the Beach
“Hey Jen, we’re gonna miss our reservation if we don’t…” Jen and I had driven to our beach house earlier in the day in time to get some rays on the beach, but were running late for our dinner reservation. Just then she emerged from her dressing room looking gorgeous in her freshly tuned up tan, a strappy little black dress that plunged provocatively between her perky 34B’s and ended mid-thigh showing off her lean tanned thighs and long, slender legs, a pair of open-toed four-inch heels, and her soft brown hair drifting over her shoulders and down her back. She always makes me catch my breath when she dresses like this – she is a beautiful woman, and when she really does herself up like tonight she is jaw-dropping and knows it. “Were you saying something, Brad?” Jen smiled as she emerged, dressed to kill and leaning in to give me a kiss. “We better hurry, honey, or we’re going to be late! By the way, you’re looking very handsome tonight – who are you trying to impress?” And with that, we scooted out the door into the car and drove off. Dinner was fabulous as always. Vine is our favorite place on the island – great food and wine, always packed, and usually has an interesting collection of locals and vacationers. We’re something of both as we come often when at our place on the island, but we only get there six or seven times a year, so while we see a few people we know, we usually just have a nice private dinner for two. The restaurant is small and tables are very tightly …
Other Colors – Ch. 17
Part 2 – Blue (continued) Chapter 17 He kept his promise. He was gone by the time I woke up. And while he left no note behind with my dress that morning, he did, thank God, see fit to provision me with a pair of shoes. I stared down at them, crossed on the fuzzy black mat of the town car. They were cute, I guess; a pair of blue suede ballet flats, with narrow straps buckled loosely about my ankles. I watched one toe begin to tap the mat nervously. I curled it up, trying to stymie the tic, and gazed out to the wet snow whizzing by the window. I was on my way to the theatre, to meet Marie. He was still in the air somewhere, soaring over the Atlantic. I sighed, and leaned my forehead against the glass. I might’ve been seated right next to him. It would have been so easy to say yes. I could almost feel it; his hand resting heavily on my thigh, the coolness of his breath as we flew over a storm cloud, and he whispered to me his blue intentions for when we landed. Or maybe he’d make me fly coach. I smirked. Sadist. My toe uncurled, and tapped a little faster. The shoes themselves were no small matter to me. Just as he’d made a clear point of keeping me barefoot the day before, leaving me these was tantamount to allowing me a measure of freedom. It meant, through the twisted and tenebrous dialectics of Dmitri Caine, that he trusted me. At least, that’s how I chose to interpret it. I wanted badly to think he still believed that outside the bounds of our strange arrangement, I …
Pissing on the Zombie Bitches – Chapter 5
This was inspired a fan. For Becky. Everything in the Zombie apocalypse slows down to a crawl. It's been three days now, since I started out, leaving the villas I had stayed in. Three days since I've headed towards that faint flicker of light I saw in another house. Three days since I've found Becky. And in three days I've travelled down just two streets, about 500 meters, having come two times within inches of my life and was constantly on the run. And we were still no closer to our destination, trying to find a way down the Laubengasse without having to actually go out into it and face the shambling mass of zombies there. After our encounter with Mark and Kimmy, we found a way through several shops that lined the street, using doors and hallways that connected them, but in another boutique we had run into a dead end. I had kept the baseball bat and riding crop, and was going through an assortment of belts and buckles that was on display there to find something to fasten those with, while Becky tried all the locked doors one more time, to see if she could find a way to get them open. "It's no use," she sighed, leaning against a rack with sunglasses in them. I didn't answer, wrapping a studded leather belt around the bat to make it a bit more spiky while I tried to come up with a plan to get us out of here. "We can't go down this road," I said finally, peeking out of the shop windows where Zombies slowly passed, constantly bumping into each other, forming an impenetrable …
After 7 months friendship finally my 19 yr old fri
a 19 yr old girl and I became friends in dec 2014. She so cute tiny, 5'0 120-130lbs but all in her breasts. We met first thing that was said by her I have a boyfriend I don't cheat and please no foolin around talking dirty. So for past 7 months odd coffee/lunch texting each other talking on phone nothing dirty said. Last week I broke a dirty rule. She texted me and said why didn't you text back. I said no texting while one of us is naked no nudity talking. She giggled and said I am so funny. So last night she finished work at 8 instead of 11pm. Instead of her going home she rang my doorbell. I was surprised that was first time she came to my house. In short, we talked, giggled sat on deck got her a soda/chips and yapped till about 930. After we came inside, as I was putting dirty cups/dishes in sink. out of know where we started to tickle/giggle poked her tummy she poked my side/back. After few awkward moments pulling back not saying much but looking at each others eyes. Here she was standing infront of me I could tell had a black bra on exposing top part of her 42D breasts. Also had black top on with jeans. We giggled poked, and then somehow we both went for It same time, a little kiss on lips. Pulled back, and said wait what we doing. After few moments we kissed again, this time it lasted longer and arms went around her waist, and she slowly put her arms around me. I pulled kiss back, and we looked at each others eyes and more noticeably my cock got major hard as I felt …
Self Fulfilling Fantasy
Self Fulfilling Fantasy Michelle’s husband, Bill, moaned, as he flipped through various pages of a scrapbook that lay resting on their bed. The 48 year old, balding, overweight man was on his knees, naked, stroking his erect six inch cock to the images in the scrap book. His eyes trailed the woman in the photographs legs, butt, and back. She was wearing spandex shorts and a sports bra in one photo. Bill turned the page to see another image of the same woman. She was a wearing a red bikini that displayed her tight, sexy core. He turned the page again, seeing two people this time. He looked upon the woman smiling, looking very happy and wearing a thong bikini. She was standing with a shirtless black man, resting her hand on his chest. He had his hand resting on the small of the woman’s back, just above the rise of her perfect ass. He was smiling at the camera too. Bill turned to another page to see a similar image of the two people; then another page and another page. He got to one image of the two people at a swimming pool. The black man was sitting with his feet in the water. The woman in the pool, standing between his legs, half submerged. They were both looking at the camera, smiling. Bill focused on this particular image longer than the others. Images flashed in his head of the woman and the man in bed together. He pictured him rolling on top of her, arching his back, impaling her with his rod. He pictured the man picking the woman up in the shower, slamming her against …
A visit to a Glasgow Sauna
A visit to the sauna in Glasgow. Paid in and got undressed and made my way to the sitting room with the television showing some crap daytime programme, I think it was Kilroy-Silk and his chat show, boring as ever and I was looking around the room to see what might be on the menu, so to speak. There was a really old guy, a fat guy, a couple of bearded muscular guys and that was about it. There was nothing for me on the menu but I knew there were others in the sauna – I just had to find them. I decided to leave the sitting room and make way firstly to the sauna. Due to the heat in the sauna area there was never much action and if there was it was always limited to the individual’s tolerances of heat. Just as I was about to exit the sauna a young geek came to the door, he hesitated and I thought that was it, he was not going to come in and he turned away. Despondent that this young guy had fucked off so soon, I decided to get myself out of the sauna before I melted. I was just about to get up when I dropped my bottle of poppers and bent down to pick them up, the door opened and as I looked up it was the geek! He smiled a little wry smile and sat down and I remained there too (I was bl**dy boiling) but determined to see if this geek wanted a bear to play with. He sat with his towel covering his manhood – not a great sign! We didn’t engage in conversation but we glanced at each other a few times – instinctively, I knew he wanted to play ‘fox and hound’ I should explain that ‘Fox …
Locker Room
We are getting ready for a game, the back of the locker room has kinda cleared out but its still close quarters. I am pretending to put stuff in my bag but am really watching him change. Ive been doing this for the past few weeks now. He wore under armor under his shirt the whole day. What a shame I won't be able to see him shirtless today, he's so hot. But the last few times he's put in his cup his sliders go lower and lower each time, so today I watch carefully. he uses one hand to pull out the sliders(he not wearing underwear today!) so you can see where there would normally be pubes but it looks like he might be shaved. His cup doesn't go in right so he pulls out his sliders farther and as he does the bottom part of his dick and the top of his balls can be seen!! What a lucky day for me. He doesn't seem to notice. We end up losing the game 15-14. On the bus ride home I sit next to him and keep replaying the image over and over in my head, and imagining him jerking off next to me with those calloused hands. When we get back i have a boner and can't wait to get back down to the locker room. Everyone else is packing up fast to go home and eat, but not me. I am waiting to see him change. Me and him are always last out anyway. We are soon alone and we are talking, he is across the row maybe 4 feet away from me. So he pulls down his pants and is just in his sliders and underarmour, I am almost completely dressed. He goes to pull out his cup but it his halfway out and gets …
Sleazy Bar
Sara is a gorgeous 22 year old college girl struggling to make ends meet. She had just recently gotten hired at a sleazy local bar, and being desperate for money she agrees to take the job given how much they promised she would be making. Little did she know, that she was getting in way over her head. Sara is a gorgeous typical college girl, turning heads everywhere she went. Guys always wanted a piece of her, and it came as no surprise that the patrons of the bar instantly fell for her good looks. Joe, the bar owner, saw an opportunity right away and decided to capitalize on it. She was to offer certain…extras..not on the menu for an additional income, and if she refused to comply, he would get her fired. Needing the money, Sara sees no other option but to comply at least for the coming semester.. Sara shows up to work for her regular Thursday night shift, dressed in her usual slutty work outfit. Short shorts, and a low cut tank top exposing her perky tits and midriff.. She reports to her boss at the back right away as he smirks at her, silently Sara walks up to him slides on her knees between his legs under the desk and unzips his pants. "Just on time slut" Joe says with a smirk as he feels her soft hands fishing his cock out, then her warm wet mouth engulfing his rock hard cock, wasting no time she starts bobbing her head up and down slurping and slobbering over his cock until he grunts and shoots his load in the back of her throat, holding her head down roughly until …
Sharing my wife for a second time
First off I want to thank those who showed interest in my story with feedbacks and your emails. Alot of you guys emailed me wanting to hear about the second experience and i can assure you this one is kinkier , discret , and pleasureable. So without any further adue here is the second story about how i shared my wife. So a little back info , my wife is shy when it comes to sharing and kinky subjects. So we usally text each other during the day about sexual questions and things we would do or want to see her do. I personally like the thought of my wife being pleasured by someone else. I like seeing her get all hot and taking someone else dick. Especially if that someone else is my best friend. So my story begins , I had in mind to share my wife again with my best friend. And i let her know of that intention but little did she know it was a double lie. First my best friend didnt know it was going to happen once again. It was a saturday and i invited him over to watch a action movie. So the plan I had set up with my wife was im going to invite my best friend over , we were all going to be watching the movie and my wife had to secretly call me from her cell phone and then ill pretend that the phone call was an emergency and had to leave but would return quickly. Then i would leave the house and them alone and she would provoke him to have sex. Then she would text me to let me know its done and i would come back normally. That was the plan……but i had a secret plan behind that …
He Wanted A Turn Too
This past September, I did something that changed me forever. Prior to September, I had been going through a bit of the tough time. My husband and I had started a f****y and since having our baby, he had become very busy at work. He was spending less time at the house since he was often on business trips. He was bringing in plenty of money but at the same time it was affecting our love lives. We were spending less and less time in the bedroom and more and more time tending to other things. Obviously, our son was the most important thing in our lives and my husband definitely made sure that he had everything he needed. He took care of me as well, always giving me anything I needed but the lack of attention in the bedroom was getting to me. Like any other woman, I had my needs and the toys weren't sufficient. Our sex lives had gone from two or three times a week, to maybe two or three times a month. Don't get me wrong, my husband was making plenty of money and taking care of everything, except for one thing. I did my best to cope with it, but it was definitely catching up to me. I got a job in hopes that it would keep me busy and distracted, but that didn't help much either. I still lay in bed at night hoping for some love and romance but it rarely came. I had no intentions of leaving my husband because everything else in our relationship was absolutely fine. A part of me did wonder how he was content without getting any action and it made me ask myself if there was more …
Amherst – Part 1
I switched jobs after saying good bye to Flamenco Beach. While my new job had some field work as part of my responsibilities, it was bureaucratic in essence. Fortunately, traveling was heavily involved. Two years forward, I had been assigned to work at Buffalo, New York, and was staying at a motel in the Town of Amherst. After three months, I had already been to most of the sites of interest in the city area and the Niagara region. I had already photographed about every angle of the Niagara Falls from both, the US and Canadian side. It was a Sunday, but it was raining copiously, so instead of visiting the Falls again, I decided to take a quick shower and go to the Galleria Mall to watch Meet the Parents. Walking to my rented vehicle, I saw a couple of Hartley-Davidson bikes parked next to the car. I quickly admired them, but since it was still raining, I hurriedly stepped into the car. Once in the vehicle, I realized that I still had some of the grocery bags in it from my morning trip to the market. After considering it for a second, I finally decided that I did not want to leave any valuables in the car at the mall parking, so I took all five bags out of the car and the huge box of detergent. I was juggling with the box and the bags on my hands when I noticed some one behind me. I heard someone say “Good afternoon, buddy!” “Hi there!” I replied with my usual smile automatically. When I turned around, the biker owners had just come out of the motel’s front desk and were …
2 The Van sister and friends
Mindy got out and ran over to the door, then went inside for a minute or two. When she reappeared, she not only had Rebecca with her, but the girl's raven haired mother as well. Brian got up and opened the sliding door on the side for them, and all they climbed in. Mindy got in the front passenger seat. “I'm not going to let my daughter ride off in a strange van without me.” she said outside the door, but when she got in, she fell silent. Brian closed the door and looked at the two brunettes in front of him. Mrs. Bailey sat in the Captain's seat, and Rebecca took a seat on the bed. Brian went back to the driver's seat, but didn't start it up. He turned and looked into the back again. “Where is your husband, Mrs. Bailey?” he asked. “What time is he expected back here?” “Joshua is at a business conference all this week and weekend, sir.” she said. “He isn't expected to call until tonight, at six pm.” “Let's all go back into your house, Mrs Bailey.” he said, and they followed him back inside. He gathered them in the living room and had Mrs. Bailey and her daughter sit on the couch, while his sister Mindy was seated on an ottoman off to the side. Brian pulled the coffee table out and stood in front of the couch. “Mrs. Bailey, have you ever sucked a cock?” he asked bluntly. She blanched and shook her head. “No sir.” she replied. “How about you, Rebecca, have you ever sucked a cock?” he asked. Another negative. He sighed. “Well, let's stick to the original plan, anyway.” He moved …