I'm a 6'6 white guy. All my girlfriends were spinners, tallest many 5'6, a few Latinas but mainly White. My wife's a 5'3 redhead, very pale. Anyhow last week I had to do an airport pickup down in the city. It's the yearly mother-in-law visit out to see the grandkids. Afternoon flight, I leave early to dodge traffic. 3hr drive, app on the phone texts the delay when I'm halfway there. Screw it I know a local go-go bar. It's topless, cheap, big hits and cold beers. Thing is it's a Black neighborhood, this is post BLM, I wasn't sure how my showing up would go. I show up, I walk in, cash is king and they're empty anyways. There's a couple busty Latinas and a slim top heavy Black girl. Im the only guy. I'm polite, we all laugh and flirt. I'm nursing the beer since I have to drive. It comes out that I dated Latinas, never dated Black. Well she hears that and now I've got a beautiful Ebony ass rubbing my crotch. It's teasing, Latinas are egging her on, she's definitely got me hot. She gets between me and the bar, then turns, bends over, and full on presses into me. That's when I felt her hands. She's tracing my cock through my shorts with her fingertips. A gentle tug and she slips my shorts down. As she's guiding and teasing with one hand the other goes in her purse. Wasn't planned, in fact I was talking to the Latinas while it happened, but she slipped one on and slipped me in. So that's that I've got a Black girl bent over the bar and a Latina kissing me. I keep a steady rhythm. Just enough to be exciting but want to make it last. Latina kissing my puts her hand down there for some extra tease. Didn't take long I feel the Black girl tighten. She probably thought I'd pop, I didn't. I fucked her right through it and kept going. You could hear her breath change and the other Latina started cracking jokes about her going early. The kissing Latina and I rolled her a second time. This time I reached under and pinched the Black Girl's pencil nips while the Latina smothered me in her tits. Felt her tighten a second time, still didn't pop. Latina says flat out that the Black girl better turn around and start sucking. Fuck she was good. DT, playing with my balls, sloppy and amazing and Latina kept kissing while the other joked. I felt the rubber slide off as the joker whispered in my ear. Two Latinas jerking me on an eager tongue, they pulled up at the last minute and the Black Girl got sprayed. 5 ropes, just one after the other. One Latina kissing, the other laughing, put my dick in her mouth right after. Truth is I wanted more. She got up and I turned her around. Bent her over a second time, new rubber, fucked her as hard as I could. So hot fucking a hoe whose already got your cum on her face. I just  hammered her until we both popped. I didn't realize until after that 6 huge Black guys had walked in and watched the show. They didn't even let her clean up. Once I popped the Latina moved me over and they ran a train on her Black ass. The Latina cracking jokes climbed on the bar, spread, and made the Black chick eat her. I cleaned up, finished my beer, and picked up the mother-in-law 20 minutes later. Completely clueless, kept saying how relaxed I looked.

Wife and I went to a wedding last weekend. Bride was a little sister of a guy I've known since grade school. His other sister Jess was part of the wedding. Jess and I also had a thing but never hooked up. Either I had someone or she had someone. Lots of chemistry, just bad timing. Destination wedding, fist thing my wife noticed as we checked in is Jess' husband wasn't there. I felt bad, texted my friend about it. We're not rich, but we help when we can... nope.... Mark's at a specialist. Past 6 months his MS came roaring back. Jess didn't want anyone to know, she's there for her sister... I got that text as she hugged my wife. When Mel asked, Jess' face said it all. So Jess hung out with us. MS sucks, really took everything away from him... He actually told her to find us at the wedding. He wanted her to have fun. All those texts asking us if we were going suddenly made sense.

Weddings are emotional. Good food, good drinks, good music, everyone celebrating. It never occurred to me that Jess wouldn't want to go back to an empty room. Mel said something, next thing I know it's a night cap in our room. It wasn't planned, but a night cap turned into music in the room which turned into dancing and she asked Mel for permission as she unzipped my pants. Fantastic body, incredible blowjob, amazing fuck. The 3 of us just sort of blended together. Mel's never been with a woman. Usually she's submissive. That night her dominant trait came out as she sat on Jess' face. Just a blur as each of us did everything we could to get the others off. No one was ever left out. We took breaks, but we fucked all night and did more over the weekend. Brunch was interesting. Her brother assumed Mel got fucked, Jess had to hide it.

As she dodged questions she showed me a text from Mark "Good Morning Love, I hope Johnny and Mel fucked your brains out last night. Sorry I can't do it anymore. Hopefully you got to enjoy yourself. Please tell them I said hi."

Not sure how I feel about it. Wasn't intended on our part. Sure my wife and I joked about it over the years, but never thought we'd end up doing it.

Here she examples what a hapless man-victim may expect if he were to fall beneath her wheels of death after she has maimed him and he's pinned beneath her Dodge Charger. He will need to slurp every drop of her seat slaves cum out of her smelly gaping anus as his last drink before she runs him over till he is just mush left in the middle of her road,,,then move on to find another victim to crush ahead !

Okay so, in Highschool I was a relatively unknown nerd. I was pretty pudgy and most of my graduating class didn't really know who I was. I wasn't disliked or anything, just relatively unknown.

As soon as I graduated, I got the fuck out of dodge and went to school. It's now been 7 years, I'm 24. When I was away at college I really 'came out of my shell' as they say, I got in (good) shape and I got my degree and started a career. I'm doing very well for myself-not quite 6 figures but close, with a very healthy nest egg and enough savings to live comfortably. I recently moved back to my hometown because I got a great job offer, and I ran in to a few old friends who invited me to a party, which lead to meeting more people who recognized me and I got invited to more and more parties, eventually I was back in touch with most of my graduating classmates who still lived in the area.

I figured that since I was in good shape and fairly successful, I was going to try to fuck all of the girls that I always wanted to fuck in Highschool, the girls who never even knew my name. If I could blow a load on their face before they could remember who I was, it would be even better. I've gotta say, I'm doing pretty well - it's amazing how easy these girls are when you can play the "you don't even remember me" pity card at the same time as the "I'm rich and in shape" card.

There was this one bitch, Alyse, who I used to fantasize about all the time in school. Slim body, fat tits, and a cute face. She smoked a lot of weed and was a pretty good painter, she always just seemed like a chill girl who looked really good in school. She was sucking my dick (for the second time) when she suddenly had an epiphany, pulled my dick out of her mouth, and said "I just remembered you from school!" I couldn't stop fucking laughing, she actually got really mad about it and I doubt I'll see her again.

Anyone else ever done anything like this? The idea of fucking a girl that I know without her knowing who I am has become, like, my biggest fetish.

My Girlfriend of two years just asked me if we were to ever have an opportunity for a threesome would I want to, and then she continued asking about it after I jumped dodged answering it. It sounded like a trap at first, just to get me to say something about sex with other people, but she just kept asking. I'm bi, and she know that, and she kept asking if it was with a guy what we would do to him. What are the odds this will go anywhere, and how likely is it that she was either joking or just curious for a second and the urge will go away?

UncaBilly=PeepingMom it's the truth that's why when he was confronted about it he dodged it.

Friend hooked me up with this hottie, texted her, she got fresh and started sexting me. Told her I'd love to suck on those tits, and pin her legs back and cum in her, she seemed very accepting of everything we talked about.
We got along really good - went out on a date, took her to a nice restaurant, drove her back home and she invited me in. I end up nailing her on the first date. She didn't even ask me to wear a condom, we just started fucking. I got her off - she came pretty hard, and figured it was my turn to nut. No discussions about pulling out, birth control - nothing. So I'm on top of her, and she's so damn sex I just start kissing her lips and thrusting deeper in her and I nut, inside her. I start groaning and pumping, and then she loses her shit.
"What the fuck are you doing? Are you cumming in me??!" She pushes me off any my cock is still twitching and dripping cum as I get off her.
"You fucking asshole!"
I'm stunned. What do you say to someone freaking out during an orgasm.
"You never said anything," I told her.
"It's literally our first fucking date and you came in me? You should have asked!"
She's getting dressed, swearing, "fuck I feel so fucking dirty."
I watched the cum leaking down her leg, just shaking my head, "I thought we were getting along just fine, not sure what this is all about."
I started getting dressed, "I guess you want me to leave."
She was silent, "I didn't give you permission, that's what this is about."
She was visibly upset. As if I inflicted some kind of trauma upon her.
I thanked her for a wonderful night, and left. Haven't heard back from her. I'm thinking I dodged a bullet.