2. My cock is so hard as I write this. Occasionally, one hand strokes while the other types. Most guys love a good blowjob. Most guys are afraid to try a finger in the ass, but love it after they do. Most guys want a woman to be a total wanton slut or act like the nastiest whore of their wildest dreams. Most women aren’t loose enough to be that “hot” or that incredible of an experience. I picture myself as everything I wish I could find in a slutty bitch. You know, a total nympho who really will do anything and then ask for seconds. Before I tell you about what happened that particular time in the arcade I should tell you more about me. I am in good shape and live as a “normal” man. I might be a little “athletic” for a really beautiful and slender woman, but I make up for any issues with looks by using a kinky attitude. Since I don’t really think you care about my male looks I’ll describe myself as the whore who is Rebecca. I am just under six feet with heels. I have a perfectly curved ass that is very firm- a bi-product of bicycle riding and an active lifestyle. I am not super slim, but far from fat. I have naturally beautiful blue eyes. I have chosen to enjoy myself in red hair. I have been a blonde and a brunette, jet black, and a rather “frumpy” brown, but I have found that redheaded cross dressing whores, like me, are hotter looking. Most blondes are all for show and become as ditzy as real blondes. Most brunettes are either really hot or kinda chunky. The only …
Stories of Lizzy Chapter 2
Oh god, who on earth could it be? Lizzy thought to herself. What a bad timing to call upon. She sat up on her bed, listening again, making sure that there was an absolute need to attend to the door. There it went again, knock knock. Reluctantly, she stood up with her bikini bottom falling into a heap around her ankles, she bent over and curled them back upwards. It was rather uncomfortable, to put on that cold piece of cloth against her warm body, the water from the pool mixing up with her own juices that had trickled down her inner thigh, causing it to dry up. She was almost certain that she could smell herself, all that excitement mixed with tanning oil and the smell of her own juices permeated the room, now on her thigh, and between her legs. Walking to the bathroom in a hurried fashion, she threw her bathrobe over her shoulders and fastened it with the chord. The silkiness of the champagne gold robe against her skin; the tickle of smoothness against the sexual tension under her skin seemed to aroused her even more. "How I wish if i could…Never mind" she thought to herself. Dragging her feet with impatience and reluctance, she walked up to the door and turned the knob. "Oh hi Miss, you left your book at the tanning deck and I just wanted to return it to you. Arabian Nights, a good read". He said There he was, standing in the doorway, a man of mid 20's, with a tanned body, toned arms and a good height. That cute smirky grin he gave seeing her in that …
Babysitter Gives My Sister and Me A Sex Education
I have a fraternal twin sister, Shelly. As her twin brother we are naturally pretty close. Close age sibling relationships could go either way as always fighting and distant or close friends which is what we were. She’s mild tempered, very nice, not too shy, and above all very curious. She was curious in the way she’d bravely try just about anything without much hesitation. This story takes place when we were young, before puberty. We weren’t totally naive to sex but neither of us had really been exposed to it yet. A few times we did let each other briefly examine each other naked but there is nothing terribly exciting to tell about that. Next door to us was a large filipino family of about 9 children if I accurately recall. One of the oldest was a guy named Raul and he was about 18 or 19 years old. He was a big guy, tall, muscular build, and I remember he seemed so old, adult, and tall to me. He was great with his younger siblings and subsequently really good with us. He was a super cool older guy to me and I looked up to him. Sometimes when we were walking home from school he’d stop and give us a lift home in his car if he was passing by. In the back seat of his car he always had a pile of porn magazines and we would flip through the pictures checking out the naked women, men, and in some cases a graphic sexual act. Raul was a horny sexually liberal teenager and he didn’t hide it. He also told stories about his girlfriends which I always listened to with bated interest. My …
Skinny dipping leads to sex in public place
Back in the late nineties and early noughties, as you may have figured from my other stories, I was a student at the University of Surrey. I went to Uni as a mature student and was in fact 27 when I started in 1998. Anyway, as you will imagine, it was a bit like picking fruit in an orchard as far as hooking impressionable young girls was concerned. Given their new found freedom and since they're all away from home for the first time, I felt it was my duty to help them gain as much confidence and experience as possible in the bedroom department. In fact, there's probably a good few guys around who don't realise how much I taught their wives all those years ago! Anyway, the easy ones don't stick in your mind do they and looking back now, there's only one or two that are worth putting pen to paper for. One was a friend of mine, who we'll call Clare. This is a different Clare to my neighbour and a very different kettle of fish altogether. Now Clare was also a bit of a mature student, but still not as old as me and if I'm honest, she wasn't at all what you'd look for in a girlfriend or as wife material, but she just had something about her that made me want to fuck her brains out. She was, I think, 23 when we started at uni and she had a size 12 arse, with size 10 top half, made up of a thin waist, flat tummy, small perky tits (so small she didn't wear a bra a lot of the time, just a little vest top) and a great naughty smile. She had lovely smooth skin with a great complexion and …
Show4Us True Stories: Fun With Friends
Disclaimer: The following story is 100% true with no exaggerations or embellishments. The names have been changed to protect the privacy of other participants, who will only be referred to by initials. I was devastated immediately after ending a roller coaster of a relationship with a manipulative younger girl. In an effort to keep busy, I spent the following day with two close friends, K and B, who happen to be a lesbian couple. They witnessed more than their share of the torment I endured at the hands of my ex, and they were not fans of her. Throughout the day, they admonished me with I-told-you-sos and what-the-fuck-were-you-thinkings. Their honesty, though brutal, was somehow comforting. To fuel the dwindling fires of their assault, I shared one of the intimate details of my relationship: my ex would routinely joke that I had a small penis. While it never affected my confidence, I did always wonder what inspired the jab. Was it innocent, insincere teasing? Had she really seen some monster cocks in herextensive experience? Or was it another attempt at manipulation? That's what we all leaned towards, but who knew for sure? Our rant-filled day came to an end at their apartment, which was stocked with various bottled beverages known for their ability to decrease inhibitions (hopefully that was worded with enough finesse to avoid censorship). Another of their female friends, F, joined us for a card game. The loser of each hand had to take a shot of one of the aforementioned …
Playtime Stories Ch 10-A Theater to Group Booth
10-A I returned entered the theater and saw the other couple that had come in was not all that attractive. He was better looking than she was and they were putting on a show of her oral sex skills on a dildo in front of the desperate crowd. I felt hands search me and I looked around for the blonde T-gurl slut who had just expertly sucked me off. I saw a group of people in front and another to the left side of the theater. I walked down the walkway to the front of the theater to find a couple of hot 20-something gay-boys fucking in front of a crowd of middle aged men who were jacking themselves. I watched for a minute and saw that while the two young men were very hot, I didn’t really see any other meat in the crowd of voyeurs that I had to have. I turned and looked up the left side of the theater and saw my blonde tranny friend smiling at me as she gave someone a really good lap dance. She waved me over so I went to her and she put her arms around my neck and hugged me as she gyrated. I reached back and felt her ass and realized we were an item. More men gathered around and I heard things like “Damn I gotta see this,” and “That’s the one who was sucking and fucking before,” and “This is gonna be hot…” With all that pressure from public notoriety I decided he was right, it was definitely going to be hot. “What’s your name, honey?” I said in my seductive femme voice into my tranny-lezbo lover’s ear. “Uhhhh haaaaahhh…Carla,” she moaned as she gyrated her bare ass on the man’s …
Cuckolded by a white ouple
I wrote this just because I find it tiresome that so much of the cuckold stories are of one kind only. This puts a black man in the cucky position. It is a story, so please don't take offence. Non is intended. Only pleasure. Enjoy! We'd gone down to the nude beach on our german holiday. Looking around we seemed to be pretty much the only mixed race couple there. Seeing all those white tits around had me sporting a semi in no time. I'm not going to lie to you, the whole interracial thing turned me on a lot. One of my favorite sexual games with my wife circled around her being a white souther virgin, and me being one of the strong, dark slaves working the field. It always got me good and hard. My wife undressed. She being something of a submissive kept shaved between her legs at my request, and had even gotten implants because I thought a woman with B-cups just wasn't any fun. Naturally she also kept her hair an intense platinum blonde. As we sat there looking at the water and just talking about who made us horny, a young german couple came up to us. The young man didn't really seem to know any english at all, but his girlfriend sure did. “Hi,“ she said. “Would you mind if we joined you?“ “Not at all!“ I replied. As they sat down, she near me and he near my wife, she said “You're american, aren't you?“ “That's right“, I smiled. We started talking about this and that, her boyfriend mostly sitting there. He looked like something out of a Nazi add. Blond, muscular and tall. I …
The Evil Cheerleaders on Halloween Night
I heard it was true, the Evil Cheerleaders were coming. I worked at my small town's convention center for 10 months and I'd heard all sorts of stories about the Evil Cheerleaders. But I'd always assumed they were more of a myth. The type guys at comic conventions and stuff make up because who doesn't like a silly, sexy myth. The simplified version was this: There was a not-so-secret organization called the Evil Cheerleaders who went from convention to convention, causing all sorts of trouble, mostly fucking men, breaking up marriages and relationships, partially to prove how lame and easy to stray men were, and partially because they just liked causing trouble. One night a year, you guessed it, Halloween, they infiltrate conventions with the intention of increasing their ranks, seducing one innocent girl and turning her into the newest insatiable Evil Cheerleader. You can see why I was somewhat hesitant to believe this. I mean, who could believe such a thing? Which is why I was more than a little surprised when my s****r Faye, who worked with me at the Convention Center and was as staunch a feminist as they come, was outraged upon hearing that the Evil Cheerleaders were coming. "Wait… they're real? they're really a thing?" I asked, shocked. "Oh they're real" she said, "and they project an image that women are only interested in one thing, being slutty and submissive to men. If they're really coming, I don't know that I can keep supporting this place." "If they're willing to …
My cuckold marriage
I met my wife, Sally, on a dating website. She is 15 years younger than me at 33 and on the site profile I made it clear that I was interested in the cuckold lifestyle. Sally is gorgeous, slim, quite tall at 5 foot 9 inches and blonde shoulder length curly hair. When we went on our first date, we talked a lot and had lots in common, but she did say she does like sex so much that she could never be tied to one man – perfect I thought. Dates continued really well, meeting almost everyday and she would come back to my house and we were having sex within a week of meeting. She would encourage me to be dirty and fuck her hard, slap her bum and pull her hair when taking her doggy. During this time Sally told me she was seeing other men, most that she had met on the dating site before me and a couple of her work colleagues, it excited me when she told me about the sex with them, she would tell me that they were better lovers than me, with bigger cocks and greater staying power – Sally could tell I enjoyed hearing this from my questions and my growing hard on which she would slowly masturbate for me, We had full sex, but I could tell she was used to better. After we had been seeing each other for about 6 months, we continued to get along really well and I asked her if she would marry me! I was not sure what she would say but she did agree but asked if she could continue seeing other men. I of course agreed but only with the understanding that she kept it discreet and our friends …
You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 5
The rest of Tuesday was uneventful, as Jenny didn’t make it home before my dad and step mom. Apparently her high school is going to have a big game this weekend and she had to stay late so her squad would be adequately prepared. I did some odd jobs around the house to occupy my time and chatted with an old buddy on the phone. When my dad and step mom got home I went to my room so I could check my e-mail. I was busy doing it when I thought about the Glory Holes at the adult bookstore out by the airport. I couldn’t wait for the weekend and to take Jenny there. I brought up the site for Glory Holes and tried to remember if I had my old buddy’s phone number still. I knew what store it was but I wanted to know if the holes were still there and if that kind of thing still took place. Old Charlie Pratt was a weird guy in high school, who everyone knew but sort of kept at arms length. You always saw him at parties and high school functions but he sort of floated between groups of people not really hanging out with anyone in particular. I’m sure it was because he was into things most other guys weren’t exactly comfortable with. Charlie was always talking about sex but weird shit. He was into S&M and bondage and was always talking about some bizarre sexual fetish or sexual story he read about. Most guys in high school think about sex 24/7 but not as deeply, twisted, or perverted as Charlie. Take the Glory Holes thing, he thought it was the neatest thing going and would tell everyone …
Aunt Lynn
As with my stories, there's a bit of lead-in. Please judge it as telling a story. If you have read "You want me to do What to your mother", then this is a continuance of that story. I hope it's as well received. I have opened comments. Please keep them relative to this story. This is a sequel to: “You want me to do WHAT to your mother?” A quick synopsis of the first story. Wife asked me to “service” her mother, as her father had a stroke and heart attack, then he died. So for 3 years, she did not have sex. My wife said “No holds barred, but keep it down to every couple of weeks or so. I want to be kept satisfied and mom gets you afterward.” Since “mom” (as she wanted us to call her) married Dad just out of H S, she did not have man experience before hand. Moreover, dad was ultra religious. In their religion, women served the man. They were not allowed to start sex, or be “on top” Just lay there and take it, so to speak. And not work outside the house. My wife and her mom plotted to have me please her, and I taught her many new things which she had not tried (or even heard of) before. Then, after 2 years, MIL died suddenly. Me: Before marriage, I had a few “older” women. When I was about 20 and did TV home service. I serviced many MILFs in the process. This became a symbiotic relationship; they wanted sex (and with a younger man) and I learned from experience how to polish my skills in pleasing women. Older women also know what they want and are not afraid to go for it. …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 15
Sharing Cindy Chapter 15 I hope that there are those of you who are enjoying reading about the true adventures of my life with my wife Cindy and our life that began as naïve teens and has developed over the years to two loving people who enjoy it when she has sex with others. I apologize if these stories aren’t as slick or exciting as some of the fiction I have read on this site. Sometimes I suppose these memories are more exciting to me, but I hope some of you can relate and enjoy. Every since Cindy began working at the Harley dealership we began to get more involved in motorcycles and the activities that follow along with owning a couple of them. This includes going on charity runs that usually end with a huge party. This is about one of those times. The local chapter of ABATE used to have a Poker Run charity ride that would involve a 100 mile bike ride, stopping at several locations and ending up at a drag strip that had a huge field where a huge party was held for all the riders. These parties could get pretty crazy with lots of alcohol and a lot of nakedness. Who wouldn’t like it? This was probably our fourth or fifth run so we knew what to expect. Cindy’s younger sister, Deb and her boyfriend Ray were going to go with us this time. As usual, I was looking forward to seeing all the hot women. When Deb and Ray showed up, I was surprised to see she was showing more skin than I had ever seen from her. While Cindy was a well endowed blue eyed brunette, Deb was a taller …
Two Boys and their Dad (Part 3)
Hi again 🙂 So this is my first attempt at like sex writing, I'm hoping it will get better as we go on. Just so you know what I'm thinking with the direction of the story, I'm going to play out the rest of the evening that we started in part 1 over a couple more parts. After that it will be like one-shot stories featuring these characters and their escapades 🙂 Thanks again for reading 🙂 _____________________________________________ There was a tangible energy in air as Jake came into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. Mike was already sat on his bed, he looked tired after a long day at work, but also eager for what was about to follow with his oldest son. Jake was nervous again, his body temperature continued to rise, and he felt damp and uncomfortable in all the right places. He stood by the door for longer than he needed to, as if he were waiting for instructions from his father. It was strange, Mike wasn’t usually the authoritarian type of dad – he treated his boys with a degree of respect and equality not usual for men of his generation. Yet in this situation, everything in Jake’s hunky young body told him to submit completely to his senior. “Come and join me here, son” said Mike with an inviting smile on his face. He looked calm, like he’d done this before – which indeed he had. Jake sat down next to his father on the double bed in the middle of the room. Mike could tell his son was nervous, but he wanted his other son to join his Man Club so badly. He loved …
The Perfect Setup
A young husband decides to seek revenge on a bitch of a wife who is about to divorce him. With the help of an old con artist-card sharp, he creates the perfect setup to con her into a divorce on his terms. But there is always a joker in the deck and things don’t turn out exactly as he had planned. This story goes into a LOT of detail about a game of five-card stud, jokers wild. If you aren’t into card games, it might be confusing– or boring– for you. If so, you might want to skip this one. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2014 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, …
First Time Groped
I had been wanking myself since my early teens. It had virtually become compulsive as I took every opportunity to get my cock out and wank off. It was a great feeling when the excitement mounted just before cumming until I couldn't stop the wank and compulsively kept on until I shot my load. This continued in private for about one year. Then I discovered that public toilets in the city of Belfast had exciting grafitti on the walls of the cubicles. So every day on my way home from college I would go into different toilets to read the stories and requests for cock fun, and have a wank and wonderful cum. One day shortly after this I was in toilets in one of the bus stations in the city and was quietly having a good wank and was very much aroused by the reading material. I had my trousers and pants off and was sitting naked from the waist down. The walls of the cubicle were solid and had no glory-holes. Suddenly I was aware of an outstretched arm under the adjoining wall with the hand making a grasping action. This frightened the hell out of me and I soon lost my erection. I didn't know what to do. The arm went back into the next cubicle and then shortly appeared with a piece of paper in the hand. So I took the paper and it had a message on it. It said "I would love to feel your cock and balls. Would you squat down and get a sexy thrill"? My god, this is just like the grafitti on the walls. My cock began to get aroused and reading the note had me sexually excited again. Do I or …
I had 3 way last night and it was awesome
It was a slow sunday night at my favorite bar — which usually means I'm going to find some way to get myself into trouble. I'm drinking a whiskey cocktail when some obscenely young couple slides up next to me. They barely look old enough to be there. He's the typical lanky techbro type with curly hair and glasses, and she's a petite, voluptuous scene girl with pink hair and a houndstooth dress that barely covers her areolas. I didn't think there were any "scene" girls left. What a treat. They looked confused at the menu, and I do love providing clarity on life's problems. So I begin explaining the various drinks to them, and encourage them not to worry — everyone has to start somewhere. They get their drinks and she starts subtly flirting with me. Prolonged eye contact, fidgeting, biting the lip, etc. He's naturally oblivious. They reveal that they're 21, and they've been dating for a year. So we have a few more drinks, share some more stories, and eventually the conversation comes around to sex. We start idly discussing fantasies and she mentions, "I've always wanted to be fucked by two guys at once". I quip that she certainly seems up to the task, but I barely know her. We have a good laugh and finish our drinks. Amateur night, but I suppose I'm the magnanimous type. They mentioned that they're looking for a neighborhood, so I invite them to my place for one last whiskey. We arrive at my condo and within the first drink, she starts turning the conversation back to sex. …
Chapter 1: The begining + Sheryl 1
I didn’t have a lot of girlfriends before getting married, probably around 5. I have to admit that I am shy at first so that prevented me from talking to girls when going out. A couple of my girlfriends really 'made it count' for my sexual experiences, these are those series of stories, all 100% true. I will refer these women as Beth and Sheryl. Beth: we dated for about 1 yr. I was 21 she was 24. She was 5ft 3in, light brown hair shoulder length hair and green eyes. She had sort of a tomboy looking body, sort of thick legs but had a perfect ab and nice breasts (cup B size). She lived with her sister in a two bedroom apt. Sheryl: we dated for about 3 hrs. I was 27 and she was 35. She was 5ft 6in, blonde hair shoulder length hair and deep blue eyes. She was the classical executive woman, nice body and legs, her abs were nice although less athletic than Beth’s. Her butt was amazing; it was perfect and looked great on jeans or pants, very firm. Her breasts were smaller than beth's too (cup A size), but she sure made it up with her drive. We worked in the same firm, worked in the same building and floor. The stories for each relationship are in chronological order so you can see how the relationships changed over time. Sheryl 1: I was attracted to Sheryl since the first time I saw her. She had that classic executive look and was always well dressed with suits and high heels, strong personality. She wore a lot of jewelry and necklaces which made her look sort of exotic. I honestly …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 11
Sharing Cindy Chapter 11 Thank you to all who have followed along with me as I recount how my wife and I went from a young naïve couple to an experienced couple who happen to enjoy it when my wife experiences sex with others. While it would be difficult for me to write down all of the adventures, I have been sharing some of the most memorable. I appreciate comments or Private Messages and will try to answer all questions. In the last story, I related to you how my wife Cindy had taken a job at a car rental company and how she and another coworker began to have a sexual relationship. During her time there she also had sex with another coworker, but what I want to share is how this evolved into an ongoing sexual relationship with the owner of the company, Louie. As I mentioned in one of the earlier stories, Cindy seemed to be one of those women who finds authority a turn on. Whether it be a boss or another man with some power, it seems to be something that makes her wet. I have seen her get excited being around powerful people and how easy it is for these men to take advantage of that situation. This came into play when she began to spend a little more time with the owner of the car rental place. I am not sure if Ron had spoken to Louie or not about what he and Cindy had been up to, but for whatever reason, Louie began to send Ron home early and he would hang around to help close up the company at night with Cindy. He began to flirt with her and show her a lot of attention. Who …
She made my life better
This is going to be the best night of my life, today I was going to finally act on my feelings towards my loving girlfriend on 7 years. Tonight is our anniversary (January 1st) and I’ve been planning this for almost 5 years, I almost got caught with it a few times but my smooth awkward personality quickly dispersed her inquisitive nature. Tonight I was going to propose to my girlfriend and there was nothing in this world that could make me happier. Let me give you like a little image of me and my girlfriend, my name is Bradley but she loves calling me Puppy, daddy and Master; I stand at around 6’ 4” (193 cm) and I’m a pretty big fluffy guy at 290lbs (131.5 kg), I look average I’d say but not perfect by any means in my eyes, though my girlfriend sees me as a gorgeous stunning model I think. I have stretched ears and a mean looking face and long curly hair (which I personally hate), so I guess that makes people look at me differently but I don’t really care. Now let me tell you about my fine as sweet wine girlfriend, her name is Josey and she loves being called kitten baby darling babycakes and during sex she LOVES being called a slut and baby, she is petite and small compared to me, she’s at least 5’ 1” (155 cm) and barely 90lbs (40 kg). She has an adorable small face and the best body ever, she may be small but her boobs (a nice borderline C) and ass are perfectly sized for her, I love grabbing her ass because it fits perfectly in my big hands and it’s so firm and soft …
Arab guy impregnates a married indian sikh woman.
This is another of my real stories. A little about me first: I am an Arab muslim guy living in Vancouver, Canada. I have a fantasy for Indian Hindu/Sikh girls, because for them a muslim cock is like a forbidden fruit. I met Harveer Kaur (name changed for privacy) on a dating site. She was married but unhappy. She told me she wanted to leave her husband and move on, thats why she was on that site. Soon she got separated from her hubby and started living by herself and we started dating. She was young, no k**s, nice round curvy body. She told me she had little f****y in Canada, and had moved here after getting married to her husband. So, needless to say, I started fucking her almost every day. She used to tell me how her indian husband had a small dick and she was not really satisfied in the bed. However there were other complications in her relationship with him. Slowly their families intervened and they started patching things up. After a couple of months she moved back in with her husband. However, she still used to message me sometimes telling me how much she missed me and my big arab cock. I tried to fuck her again but she said she wanted to make things better with her husband and doesnt want to complicate the situation. Suddenly after a few months I get a message from her. She tells she wants to meet me sometime. We meet up for coffee and I slowly persuade her to come to my place for drinks. After a few drinks she opened up more to me. She told me that she and her husband …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 17 She Brings Home Bob For A Threesome
Sharing Cindy Chapter 17 This is part of a collection of true stories about life being married to Cindy. She was a young girl when we first got together and has grown into a beautiful woman over the years. Along the way we found that we both were turned on by the idea of her showing off for and having sex with other men (and a couple of women too.) These stories contain wife sharing and if this is not to your liking or something that you have interest in, please find another story to enjoy. But if you are like me and like to read this type of thing, then by all means, have fun reading it. ————————————– Cindy had been working at the Harley dealership for about a year and had not only slept with her boss, Louie, but she had also had sex with another coworker, Cliff as well. One of the other guys there, Bob had witnessed a little bit of Cindy’s depravity after a big open house party where she was taken by both Louie and Cliff, one of the bike mechanics. After that party, Bob seemed to hang out around Cindy a lot more and began to pay her a lot more attention. She would come home from work and tell me how he was flirting with her a lot and she thought he wanted to have sex with her. During one of our lovemaking sessions, I brought up his name and I could tell she was getting a little more worked up. As I stroked my cock slowly in and out of her, I asked her if she wanted to feel Bob’s dick inside of her. She let out a big moan and but didn’t answer. I …
Sharing CIndy Chapter 12
Sharing Cindy Chapter 12 I put the phone uptight against my ear and struggled to hear what was happening. I could make out some hard slapping noises and the occasional moan and grunt. Every so often I caught a voice, sometimes it was a female, sometimes it was male. Is that another male voice? What was happening?….. I sat at home on a Friday night, reading through some of the stories about loving wives and all the sexy things they were doing. I enjoyed reading about other couples and how their experiences sometimes mirrored what Cindy and I would get into. I was just reading a great story about a woman who was entertaining her husband and a couple of his friends at a poker game when the phone rang. I picked it up and heard the voice of my wife Cindy in the background. “Wait…wait……I think he picked up. Hello?” “Babe? Is that you?” I asked. “Oh Hi Baby. I didn’t know if you would be home or not. I just called to say I might be a few hours longer. The meeting is going great and we had a great dinner. “ “Are you still at the restaurant? “ I asked. “ “Um, no. We finished and headed over to Alexander’s Pub for a couple of drinks.” I knew the place. It was in the lobby of the Sheraton Hotel a couple of miles away. Cindy had been asked by her boss, Louie, if she would attend a meeting with a couple of his business partners. I knew why he wanted her there. Cindy was a young, sexy beauty who he wanted to show off to these men. Louie was in his mid forties and was infatuated with …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 20 She Meets The Bosss Son Brett
Sharing Cindy Chapter 20 Another true story about the fun that comes from having a sexy wife that loves sex……. ——————————————————————— Those of you that have been following these stories know that my wife Cindy is free to experience sex with other men. I have been fortunate enough to have been a part of many of these adventures, others I hear about when she comes home. But there have been a couple of times that I have been able to listen in as she plays. While it is never as good as seeing with my own eyes, listening can be very erotic in its own right. Cindy had been working for her boss Louie in two different businesses, first at the rental car company and then at the Harley dealership. Like a lot of young women, she found power to be an aphrodisiac and seemed to enjoy being around the classic alpha male type. If the man had power and wealth, she would get weak in the knees, and damp in the panties. Louie used to enjoy having her around and at times would have her accompany him to certain functions. It was after one of these functions that she met Brett. Brett happened to be Louie’s 18 year old son. She knew he had a couple of kids but up until this night she had never seen them before. Louie had taken Cindy and a couple other employees with him to the dealership show and while there, she met his son. Louie was a nice looking guy in his mid forties, but fairly average in height and build. Brett on the other hand was about 6’5” …
A Glory Hole View
Without having any access to a gay group, I could only continue visiting toilets in the city where I knew I would get attention sexually from older men. It was very infrequently that I saw a young man present in these toilets. I think I stated in my previous encounter that I was like a honey pot to these older men by just being a teenager. Well, I think I need to add that these mature old men were all like honey pots to me. I was drawn to them as soon as I entered a toilet where they were. I just couldn't resist them. As soon as I joined them at the urinals my cock was hard and stiff in anticipation of what they would do to me. I would have my hard cock out in a few seconds and flashing it for all to see, desiring it got attention from them as quick as possible. I loved their cocks also and couldn't wait to get my hands on them. I remember on a number of occasions that there were up to seven or eight men around my young body all doing different things to me. My favourite was to be pushed up against a wall, my trousers and pants pulled down by them, my shirt raised up over my chest, and hands and mouths doing the most delightful things to me and giving me pleasures which had my head in a swirl. I used to stand and arch my back and thrust my buttocks forward so that my cock was out to its extremity. What a feeling that was, standing there, eyes closed, lapping up the gorgeous pleasures of hands, mouths,tongues, cocks, all heightening my sexual senses to the point where I …