Pink delight

I was spanked by my ex-mistress´ mother in law.

Long story short, we were in a cuckolding relationship, and she wanted to prove her I wasn´t really an alpha, which she knew because I met her before in the BDSM community, where she is a gorgeous dominatrix milf and I´m switch. She sometimes spanked her daughter in law fully naked in front of her husband.

She was disgusted about her son being a so submissive cuckold (I banned him from penetrate her, and he was willing to let me knock her up), so she cited me to her apartment one night, with the excuse of discussing the matter, among my lover and her hubby. When I came, she ordered me to get fully undressed and lean over her lap, which I submissively did. She spanked me with a wooden palette in front of them, and make me count every stroke. They were 50. I was aroused the whole time. Then she had my lover getting undressed and being spanked 50 times, too. She then told her son she didn´t want to be interrupted, and dragged me and my lover to her bedroom, where she fucked me savagely and in a very dominant manner, in front of her daughter in law.

On a pillow talk she confessed it was all a scheme to have me out of the picture, which resulted, since my lover ended up dumping me that very same night, for my domina´s delight. I felt embarassed and humilliated, but, at the same time, aroused by the control she had over me. I kept being her slutboy some time after this incident.

I confess that for many years I have had the hots for my best friends sister, and the other day my wildest dreams came true. I am not sure how many of you out there love the redheads but I do.

I was round my friends house drinking beers early in the afternoon. He is a lightweight and passes out easily. My friend was sound asleep when his younger sister came round and knocked on the door. I opened it as my friend couldn't and when I saw it was her explained the situation. She just nodded knowing full well what her bro was like.

She came in as she was meant to spend the night at her bros (he and I were 25, she was 14). We moved her bro from the couch to his bed then decided to watch a movie (I can't remember what tbh) and we both settled down on the couch. As the movie progressed she moved more to my side of then couch, snuggling up to me and then for all I knew fell asleep. Having had the hots for her for along time I decided to take a peek at what was underneath her tight white tee shirt. As I peeled her top back and moved her bra I was not disappointed.

She may have been 14 but her tits were delightful. Just having exposed her made me hard, and I wanted to tug and cum on her tits. But she surprised me by being awake. She removed her top and bra and sat in front of me. I was torn on what to do as she was my friends sister but then she grabbed my cock through my jeans. It was enough to make me commit.

I kissed her there and then, then moved my way down her neck slowly. She started to moan in my ear, and when I started sucking on her tit she moaned all the louder. I was rock hard by now and wanted to be satisfied, even though her bro was asleep in the room next door.

As I sucked on her tits she took my cock out and started rubbing it. She looked at me and said she didn't know what to do, but that she wanted to do it. The innocence but willingness turned me on all the more.

I told her to stroke it, slowly at first and then gaining in speed. She was a quick learner and I was soon approaching cum town. I grabbed her hands and stopped her. She looked at me as if she had done something wrong and I told her the problem was she was doing it too well and the fun would end too soon.

As I said this I moved my hand to her young pussy and started rubbing it through her panties. She soon started to moan, every moan making me hotter and hotter. Pretty soon she orgasmed and spasmed in my arms. The feeling was so hot I almost exploded in my shorts.

She lay panting in my arms for awhile before she looked up at me, her green eyes exploring my soul, and said she felt bad I had not cum. I explained the only way I wanted to cum was in her pussy. She looked at me greedily and licked her lips, then said that was what she wanted me to say. She removed her skirt and panties and lay invitingly on the couch. I said I couldn't because her bro was next door.

What I said and what I did didn't match. I climbed on top of the pale skinned red haired goddess and slowly placed my cock inside her. I felt her hymen give way and saw the look of pain cross her face. I kept on thrusting and she started to thrust to meet me. After a few minutes she came again, her body bucking violently against me, her pussy gripping my cock hard. After she had cum I came in her pussy.

When all was done she looked at me and then kissed me. We both got dressed and sat watching the end of the film. Her bro woke up sometime later and we all went out for some pizza. He never knew what had happened.

Me and his sister still hook up, and she is an experimenter in bed. Her bro still has no idea we are seeing each other.

triple delight

I confess.......

I absolutely love to smell my panties - the longer they're worn, the greater the treat! I sneak a sniff every chance I get. Whether it be while I sit for a delightful piss or simply rub my fingers along the crotch of my clothing and then casually steal a sniff, I am always eager for my next fix!!!

Glad to have that off my chest ;)

Today I was feeling kinda horny, and I ended up going to an adult video store. This particular video store has some video booths downstairs. These video booths also have holes cut in the walls between the booths. I made my way downstairs to the booths and noticed that 2 of the booths were already occupied. I found a booth that we not being used, went inside close the door behind me and locked it. I then put some cash into the slot and settled in watching a videos and began to make myself comfortable. Shortly I heard the door of the booth next to mine close. I could see a pair of legs through the hole . The person on the other side stuck their fingers through the hole and motioned to me to move to the hole. As I had already pulled my jeans down and was stroking my dick, i moved to the hole and stuck my dick through the hole. The next thing I felt was a hand fondling my ball sack and stroking my dick. Then I felt the warmth of that persons mouth wrapped around my dick. After a few minutes of that I pulled back into my side of the booth as the hole it just a bit too low for my height and I had to sit on the stool for a while.I then looked through the hole and saw 2 pairs of legs. Now keep in mind there was a sign stating “only one person per booth “ obviously nobody paid attention to that.Anyway I knealt down and looked through the hole and to my delight I saw a lovely pair of boobs. Nice and firm. The other pair of legs belonged to a male that was in the boot with the woman. She motioned for me to lick her nipples as she put them right up and partially through the hole. She then had me reach my hand through the hole and got to feel those boobs and nipples. She was moaning as I did that . At this point I’m thinking the guy that she was with is fucking her good. I stuck my dick back through the hole and she took it in her mouth again. She then stopped sucking me I had to rest again. She motioned for my hand again and I couldn’t resist so through the hole it goes.she guided my and from feeling her nipples down to her moist pussy, she had my place 2 of my fingers inside that warm moist hole. I finger fucked her good I could also feel the guys dick inside her ass as my fingers were inside her vagina. She said to keep going and that she was going to cum. All of a sudden I felt the juices flowing and my hand got wet. She took my hand out of her pussy then I felt her guide my hand to her mouth and then she took my fingers into her mouth as she licked her cum off my fingers. When I brought my hand back through the hole , I looked through the hole and saw her sucking the guy she was with. She then turned to the hole and saw me and asked for my dick again. I stuck it back in and she spit on my dick and then sucked it some more. I then heard her say she wanted me to cum in her mouth. I couldn’t hold back any longer and just as I started to cum I felt my dick was no longer in her mouth but it was being stroked by her hand. I shot my load at that point and then after I brought my dick back to my booth , I looked through the hole and saw her face with what I can only assume was my cum all over her pretty face and mouth . She motioned for my dick again but the time on my video was just about done and then the lights came on in my booth. I didn’t feel that I could do it again so soon so I got dressed and left. $10 well spent!!!!

@BlackDes .... wouldn’t this be a delightful day at the beach with my Master and Femdom?!? Imagine all the fun we could have with your very own toilet set up just like this!?!? Yummmm!

Vaginal secretions. Necessary evil or culinary delight?

Sorry for the long post, but I have to get something off my chest and I've lurked this site long enough to know majority of you are just as depraved and shameless as I feel right now and I feel solidarity in that. So, here it goes. 

My older Male cousin is much bigger than I am. He's so tall, and I'm a tall woman, muscular, and has always bragged about having a huge cock. I know this to be true from my own friends that have had the pleasure of fucking Him and always hype Him up to be the best fuck they've ever had. 

My curiosity had grown so much that once a few months back when He visited me, I mentioned I was tired and wanted to lie down, but couldn't sleep without being cuddled. So He followed me to my room and I removed my bra from beneath my shirt in front of Him. I did not look at Him in case I saw rejection. But He said nothing, just followed me into the bed and beneath the covers. 

For a while He did nothing but hold me. It was only when I was almost fully asleep did He begin to caress my tits. I knew it. I knew He wanted me. I had always seen the way He stared at my chest, my ass. I knew He enjoyed imagining me beneath Him because I know He is sick and depraved. He wants His own sister too. He is greedy and I love it. 

His hands began to knead my breasts but at first I was too afraid to make a sound. All I could do was gently grind my ass against His swelling cock. I could feel it through the thin fabric of my pants and His own jeans. 

Then He spoke to me, right in my ear, His delightfully warm breath against me and deep voice so soft, yet so menacing. 
"You want me," He said. It was not a question. He knew. 
"Yes," I whispered back softly, grinding my ass against Him harder. 
"I will take you, but not now. I want to see how far you're willing to go for me. I want to drive you mad," He told me. 

True to his word, He did not take me then and has not still yet. But that evening He did whisper the naughtiest promises in my ear as He groped my chest. He turned me onto my back to suck my nipples. He was so kind to let me stroke His huge cock. As much as I wanted to taste Him, He would not let me. He just teased me, telling me I'd best be sure that I wanted Him when the time came. 

I needed release so badly, I was so desperate that I grinded myself shamelessly against His knee, fully clothed as I was. He mocked me, egging me on at the same time. I was too far gone to feel shame... I fear I still am. 

Since then, all of my horny thoughts have been filled with Him. I can't get enough, no matter what I do otherwise. This isn't right in the slightest. I don't mind serving other Men, I love it in fact, but why does nothing seem to compare to Him? 

He wanted to drive me mad, I fear I'm already there... 

This is a weird, kinda creepy confession, but its Motherless so, what the hey?

I use to go to this Starbucks where this one girl worked because I was obsessed with her. Short, slender, dark haired, and petite she was in college for nursing and would always wear tight fitting yoga pants. Her face was the picture of innocents and she was always a little awkward and uncomfortable around me. Most likely because I as nearly 25 years older than her and did not try and hide the fact that I was undressing her with my eyes every time I ordered. This awkwardness she would display around me only aroused me. But I would quietly observe her interactions with other customers and could tell her natural mannerisms tended to be quiet, and shy.

I am willing to bet she would have been submissive in bed, if she had the right partner.

Anyways, one day I am in a laundromat in another part of the town. Its is frequently used by college girls so I would go there because I enjoyed watching them fold their panties.

I see this girl from Starbucks doing her laundry but she doesn't notice me. I managed to stay hidden in the background, and I watch as she puts her laundry into the dryer. It was a average size load but I am delighted to see her start shaking out there small white pieces of cloth which I assume are her panties!

After she places them in the dryer she then leaves to laundromat so I causally strolled up there, opened up her dryer and stole a couple of her panties! I restarted the dryer and hastily left.

Of course you know what happened next. Girl I am obsessed with, steal her panties. I examined them closely, both were white cotton, thongs with small delicate lacing around the waist. I imagined her in these, the thongs, and the shape her small ass.

I jerked off into them for months.

Yes or no on this Pakistani delight?

Does anyone have any vids or pics of this beauty? Used to go by Daisy Delight and now i believe its Kate Kennedy. I cant find much nor have access to her MFC rooms

I'm nearly 60 and have enjoyed 30 years of paid sex with some really memorable occasions. Unlike many other guys who have satisfying sex lives with partners or girlfriends I have had to pay, but I have used the opportunity to have sex with attractive young women that I would never have been able to enjoy any other way. I'm always after the elusive girlfriend experience, however but treat girls well and have often been very pleased with the outcome.

A bit of history: Back in 2010 I used the Adultwork website to meet up with a beautiful 19yo photographic model model (we'll call her Clare) who also liked to offer extras. After a very successful sexual encounter I told her I enjoyed gangbangs. "What's a gangbang?" she asked! Well I didn't just tell her, I felt obliged to educate her properly and organised one with myself and 3 other middle aged guys. She and we loved it and she held several with other organisers before at Christmas 2011 I suggested another new experience, a visit to a well known naturist/swinging club. Let's call it Oreos.

All organised, several guys and her met at a pub before going the club. At reception, however she was turned away. We hadn't realised they had a 21yo age limit and she was 4 days short of her birthday. Fortunately one of the guys had a hotel room so we were still able to party but this was always the special event that didn't happen.

Soon after that Clare started a relationship and stopped working. She became pregnant and had three children. She left a lot of punters bereft, we wished her well but she had been one of the most enthusiastic and lovely amateur hookers, with a genuine fondness for older men and a strong exhibitionist streak and sense of fun.

I could never get over the missed event however and kept trying to arrange it with other girls. In the end I advertised a reverse booking on Adultwork and my very cheap offer of £100 for 'at least two hours' at the club was accepted by a girl calling herself Lush Companion. She was delightful, half Philipino, petite and sweet. We stayed the whole evening and I had a great time. We treated two guys to joining us in a private room although they only got to watch us and be wanked off by her.

Earlier this year, I heard rumours that Clare was working again and established email contact. In a racy chat session she let on that she felt occasionally stifled by motherhood and craved the attention she used to command from guys. She also wanted to prove she was as tight and passionate as before she delivered her babies vaginally. She was proud that her figure was almost as slim and firm as before.

We arranged to do the Oreos visit nearly five years after the first time. She would travel from home in Birmingham to Bristol, I would pay her travel expenses, plus £60/hour for two hours and would try and arrange a couple of other guys to increase her income and make up more of a party.

I advertised on Craiglist for single guys to "share an 25yo slim amateur hooker at Oreos" and when I had a disappointing response, advertised for couples as well. I did have about 2 guys and 2 couples expressing an intention to attend and participate. As it turned out nobody from Craigslist or any of my usual gangbang circulation list turned up (Losers) but we had a ball anyway.

When Clare's train arrived I was delighted to discover she was just as pretty and slim as I remembered and just as friendly and up for it. She looked stunning in the nude at Oreo's and I enjoyed a shower with her as she experienced some initial embarrassment.

Clare was only shy for about ten minutes and then realised that there were worse fates than being fancied by 20-30 blokes. She really entered into the swinging spirit. We fooled around in the Jacuzzi, were joined by a black couple who were very naughty with each other underwater. The woman, Kate, said she wanted to lick Clare out so we went to the largest of the private rooms. I could tell that Clare was really getting off on the very polite but obvious attention from guy in particular one and feeling magnanimous to both Clare and the guy said Puss could do whatever she wanted and she asked the very 'buff' and extremely nice guy, John, if he wanted to join us to 'help use up a bottle of baby oil'.

In the private room I french kissed Clare and slathered her slim torso and pussy with oil while Clare wanked John. She then sucked him while the Kate licked Clare out and fingered Clare's pale pink pussy with her brown fingers and crimson nails whilst declaring that "Oh my god you have most gorgeous pussy (True) and you taste so good". While she did that her partner fucked her in doggy with his stereotypically large cock.

Then I said it was Ok, so John found himself fucking Clare but forbidden to cum. He and I took her in turns and in several position before he came on her smooth belly. As the client, I reckoned I would finish the session by coming inside her. OMG that was lovely. Winston was fiddling with her anus and my balls which I quite enjoyed but Clare didn't appreciate!

Winston was pissed because Clare wouldn't let him fuck her "You'd split me open" she said, which seemed unlikely seeing as she had delivered several babies, but she was still very tight and I gather she had had a bad experience with a BBC in the past. Absolutely her call, after all, I was the only one paying!

After the joint session in the private room John had to leave. He had a huge grin and still couldn't believe his luck having had Clare choose him and me telling him he couldn't come until I said so!

With only 45 minutes until we had to catch the train, I had a second wind and having asked Clare just for a cuddle, we had a very sweet spoons and cowgirl quickie session in a clean private room, by ourselves (I'm afraid we left the other one with soggy towels and pools of oil and worse. Disgraceful!).

Well, after two and half hours in total at the club we ran out laughing into the street and hailed a taxi, getting her to the station just 5 minutes before her train. I don't know how many times she came over the evening. I managed more than I thought I was capable of and the subsequent Viagra headache was just mild enough for me to bask in the afterglow.

I won't forget this amazing experience for a long time. It hugely exceeded already high expectations, mostly because of a wonderful girl and a very good vibe at the club.

It cost me £140 for her (all I could afford), £15 entrance (special offer for couples on Tuesday), £30 in cabs, £40 for her train fare. This is twice as much as I've ever spent on a punt. Would have got 4 half hour sessions with my hometown regular - but what an experience!

She and I have exchanged texts and emails over the subsequent 24 hours. It is abundantly clear that she really enjoyed it. I'm so glad.

Details have been changed to protect the guilty but this actually happened last night 3rd June. I know - I was there !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm a good looking male nerd who goes to video game and anime conventions to fuck and get sucked by guys dressed as girls.

I got the best head in my life from a fine sailor moon. I was just hanging out in the gaming hall, playing some street fighter and I see her (him) playing one of the rhythm and dance games.

I can tell she's a cross player right away, but it's all cool. She looks the part and they always want to flirt. I'm no good at those dancing games, but i need an in to chat her up so it's time to go to work.

So I throw my game and wander over to ask if she minds that i join her. she just says go for it. I pop my change in and go through the motions, we're laughing our asses off because I suck out loud, but I keep with it. Game Over, go for another, Game Over. Time to get mine. I apologize to her for my crimes against rhythm, that gets her laughing.

I tell her she's got a nice costume, Did she make it herself? She tells me thanks but that she bought most of it. A little flattery goes a long way. Let a look linger a bit, some eye contact. Give her the impression that i think she's actually a girl without actually saying it. I stutter a little bit, like I'm going to ask her something, but then i just smile. Bam, that did it. She starts to look a little worried. That put her where i want her.

They love to flirt, but sometimes when the mood is right, they get nervous and a little embarrassed if they think you might have the wrong idea. They go into some super sweet shy mode. Like they don't want to upset you and hope you'll just lose interest, even though they are having fun. It's a fun cat and mouse. It's delightful and there's never a greater turn on.

I invite her to grab a soda and some pocky with me. She accepts happily, but she's still hesitant and nervous. I definitely got her. We talk a bit and joke. She laughs a lot. We take in a late screening of some show she's been excited about. It was alright, but I'm putting in time so it's all good.

Comes to be around eleven, big move time. I ask if she'd like to come up to my room. Now she's the one stuttering and "I, uh. That'd be nice but, uh..."

Wait for it, wait for it, She just blurts it out. "you know I'm a boy right?"

Bingo, i just tell her she's cute and give her a quick kiss.

That did it. She (he) gets all hot and bothered. No more nervousness, Confident sailor moon trap mode. she's ready for a good time.

"Yeah let's go." I tell her to keep the costume on, she tells me she planned on it and that's all she wrote. Sailor moon was sucking me off as soon as we got in the door, I had my first cum in minutes and she just swallowed it up with the most delicious little desperate moan.

The kind that says she's dying for hers. God damn it was a good night.

so I state in short.

No one gives better head than a cute blonde boy dressed as sailor moon. If you've never tried it, you don't know what you're missing. And as much as I like girls, they never get as into the moment.

And no i didn't leave her hanging.

The joy and absolute delight I take in eating pussy is almost equalled by suck a hot hard cock. I could live on the various juices, creamy delights and various other extretions from the holiest of holies. Add cum from a man. I'm all set.

A verbal tribute to @Miss_JoeBob, Just imagine this is you young lady:*

She entered the room, the smell of the incense and the soft warm flickering of the candles already having a relaxing effect on her, she let the robe slide from her body and stood naked for a moment before lying face down on the bed.

He entered the room and approached her, leaning over he whispered a single word, “enjoy”, then he started. His fingers glided delicately across her shoulders and back, tracing the curve of her shoulder blades, barely touching her skin they danced down the side of her ribs until he scooped her buttocks in his hands squeezing them firmly together his thumbs sliding along the crease between buttock and thigh probing gently at her tight pink arsehole. He ran his hand delicately, but firmly, up her back his thumbs teasing along her spine. Then with a quick smack across her buttocks (eliciting a delightful squeal of pleasure) he asked her to turn over.

His fingers traced the line of her cheek bones and chin, his fingers brushing against her lips; then thumb and forefinger squeezed and pulled on her earlobes before his fingers, once again glided across her delicate skin, dancing down her neck and across her chest, around her ribs and stomach, creeping down across her pubis, causing her to twitch and giggle with pleasure, his touch almost electric against her skin. He scooped her breast between his hands squeezing then together and rubbing her pert nipples with his thumbs, rubbing both her soft warm nipple and her piercing until she started to moan and wriggle in pleasure.

His hands gently worked their way down her body each one grasping her thighs, massaging and rubbing them gently, working his hands higher and higher; sliding them along her inner thigh he gently parted her legs to reveal the most beautiful pussy, his thumbs pressed higher running along her groin gently squeezing her labia together; he gently traced a finger along her moist lips running from her clitoris to her arsehole and back again; placing the palm of one hand against her pubis he started to rub her clit with his thumb while the fingers of his other hand slide up and down her slit, feeling her wetness; one finger started to probe her anus, causing a moan of pleasure; circling her arse with that finger he gently slipped two otherers inside her, her pussy soft and yielding to his touch, he curled his fingers and started to rub inside of her, pushing deep one moment and then delicately rubbing her G spot the other; she spread her legs wider and moaned with pleasure; her back starting to arch as his rubbing and fingering became more intense. As she neared orgasm she started to curl up, he placed one arm around her holding her tight to him while he continued to thrust his finger into her soft yielding body, rubbing her clit with his thumb; she started to tremble as her orgasm hit her and he felt the gushing of her ejaculation washing over his hand; her thighs clamped together as she came and he removed his hand, holding her tightly as her body jerked and quivered. As her orgasm subsided he held her close, stroked her hair, and kissed her gently on the lips; he then whispered a single word “enjoy”

Her creamy worn and warm pussy is fabulous, and her titties are fucking delightful. If you had a fat aunt or friend flop on the couch like this, howd you proceed?

1. A woman in labor is screaming profanity at her husband from her hospital bed. He says, "Hey, don't blame me! I wanted to stick it in your ass but NO, you said that might hurt!"
2. I spent $5,000 on a boob job for the wife. She was delighted. I spent another $2,000 on a nose job for her. She was ecstatic. I spent $2,000 on liposuction for her and she couldn't thank me enough! But I spend 50 bucks on a blowjob for myself and she goes fucking nuts!!! Women, I can't figure them out!.
3. A mother in law said to her son's wife when their baby was born: "I don't mean to be rude but he doesn't look anything like my son." The daughter-in-law lifted her skirt and said: "I don't mean to be rude either, but this is a pussy, not a fucking photo-copier."
4. Little kid catches his mom and dad having sex. He says, "What are you doing?" His father says, "We are making you a little brother." The boy answers, "Why don't you do it doggy style, and make me a puppy!"
5. "I'm fed up with the excuses women come up with to avoid having sex, like; "I'm tired, I'm washing my hair, I've got a headache, I'm your sister in law."
Dear Dr. Phil,
I was watching my next door neighbor's wife sunbathing topless from my bedroom window. As I was jerking off I turned to notice my wife was just standing there, arms folded, watching me. Is my wife a pervert?

Does anyone have anymore of this gym, was Daisy Delight on MFC and now shes gone

(Real) Diversitas est Rex is moving!

Greetings,

Wow, I must admit that I didn't think I'd get so much visitors/members on this group.
I haven't been steering this group where I want it to go lately (a few uploaders totally spammed the uploadsection), but because the interest and demand in "weird/new/perverted porn" is quite big, I've decided to make a new group and I'm determined to NOT let this one go to shit. Everyone who enjoyed this group, should join the new one "Perverted House of Delight" (currently awaiting admin approval). Invite your buddies, help it grow and soon we will be enjoying that special kind of porn once again.

http://mlos.pika777.eu.org/g/perverted_house_of_delight

Greetings and salutations, Bleacher

I went to a popular rest stop this morning. Sitting at a picnic table near a tree was this big, black trucker eating a sandwich.

I went in to use the toilets and couldn't keep thinking about how sexy he looked. It was soooo tempting to ask if he'd fuck me. The thought just wouldn't go away.

Never, ever have I done something so bold and daring. Not only that, I knew that he could just as easily beat the shit out of me if he wasn't interested. But I threw all caution to the wind.

As soon as I came out of the toilets, I walked up to him and said, "I've always wanted to feel a big, black cock in my ass." He practically choked on his sandwich as he turned to look at me. I thought for sure he was going to cuss me out or come at me with his fists.

But to my utter surprise and delight, he replied, "And I've been thinking how good it would feel to fuck some white boy ass." And with that, he wrapped up the rest of his meal and led me to his truck.

This was the first time I'd ever been in the back of a semi cab. It was amazingly "spacious" for such a tiny space.

That man fucked my ass HARD! He came inside me and spilled so much seed it dribbled down my legs.

I've never done anything so spontaneous in all my life. He didn't even use a condom and I regret that part. I will be checking myself for AIDS and STDs soon. But at the moment, I'm glowing from my own orgasm and I am thinking that the experience was so worth it.

He told me when he usually comes through this way. I am definitely thinking of meeting him again.

My Untouched Christian Cousin Looks So Delightful.
What Would You Do To Her Innocent Body? The Dirtier The Replies Are The Better.💦

I confess, I fucked my Mother-in-Law. It was some of the hottest sex I've every had. She is a gorgeous cougar, great tits, a stunning smile, flirtatious, and witty. She looks to be 10 to 15 years younger than she actually is and has a very youthful personality. Every man who knows her young and old wants to fuck her.

She's in a sexless marriage. She has volunteered that many times. Her husband is morbidly obese and is an alcoholic. Why she stays in the marriage, no one knows.

She and I have always hit it off. We flirt on occasion and sometimes, I get turned on to the point I lose my breath with horniness.

Well, she came to visit for a long holiday weekend by herself. I kept to myself most of the weekend while she, my wife, and the kids did the usual fun things that happen when grandma comes to visit. My wife, MIL and I always stay up having drinks after the kids go to bed, talking about all kinds of stuff.

On this particular weekend, the wife had to leave on a business trip on Sunday night and the kids went to stay at their dad's house (2nd marriage for each of us). So with the house to ourselves, the MIL and I decided to go out to dinner before returning home to watch a movie. Her flight would leave the following afternoon.

We had a lovely dinner that started with cocktails and wine with dinner. The conversation at dinner eventually turned to her husband and how disgusted she is with him, his obesity and drinking. She mentioned the "sexless" marriage more than once. So, since she brought up the subject, I asked, "So what do you do for sex?"

At this point, she immediately apologized for bringing the subject up and turned all shades of red. I told her that it was alright, "we're family". After several tries by me, she finally gave in and began to open up.

She went on to tell me that she hasn't had sex in more years than she can remember. She admitted to "crossing the line" with a man or two, but she insisted it never went further than kissing and light petting. She said, "I could never live with myself if I cheated on Bill (hubby)." Bill's best friend, Larry, is one of the two it got a little out of hand with but never went all the way. While telling me this, we had 2 more after dinner drinks at the bar before leaving for home.

When we got home, I suggested she get into something more comfortable while I lit a fire in the fireplace and pour her another drink. She was already a bit tipsy, but is not one to turn down another drink. She went into the guest bedroom to change.

I couldn't believe my eyes when she returned. She was wearing the sexiest white robe. It was made of a heavy, soft, cottony material and was full length, so I couldn't tell if she was wearing anything underneath. When I saw her I said, "Wow, you look spectacular." She got the cutest grin on her face and did a little flirtatious spin as if she were a model. I wanted to fuck her brains out then and there.

I was sitting on the couch in front of the fire place and gave her the drink I prepared for her. She folded her legs beneath herself in a cozy pose, turned slightly toward me and put one arm on the back of the couch. She said "cheers", we touched our glasses and looked at the fire.

She went on to say, "This is so lovely. I can't tell you the last time I enjoyed a dinner, drinks and a fire with a man like this." She quickly said, "Oh, but you're my son-in-law, so it doesn't quite count." Meanwhile, my dirty mind is racing with strategies I can deploy to fuck her brains out.

We chatted some more and I could tell that this last drink put her over the top. She was now drunk. My first objective achieved. With her inhibitions aside, I could now get her to loosen up while putting more wood on the fire to warm up the temperature in the room.

I then got the conversation back on sex. I asked, "I know you would never cheat on Bill, but what is the closest you ever got to going all the way? Tell me the details of what happened and how you were able to stop."

Inhibitions aside, she preceded to tell me more about Larry. Larry has been Bill's best friend since grade school. And she and Bill were high school sweethearts, so there are no secrets between her and Larry. They go way back, have done holidays and vacations together for years. They are very comfortable with each other.

She proceeded to tell me one night Bill was out of town and Larry came over to borrow some of Bill's tools. She offered Larry a drink, one thing led to another and they were making out like teenagers, her blouse was open, her bra unsnapped, her hands down his pants.

As she is reliving this memory in specific detail, me interrupting with a question here and there to get her to share even more details, I am getting hornier and hornier. My cock is throbbing in my pants. I can feel old-cum at its tip.

I could tell reliving that event was getting her worked up as well. And in that heavy robe, the heat from the fire, the alcohol flowing in her veins, she was getting hot. The hotter she got, the more she loosened up the robe. It went from being wrapped up tight with a waist belt, to belt open, front of robe open then eventually completely off.

Much to my pleasure, she was wearing a shear, spaghetti-strapped, night gown that barely reached her knees. I could now see ample cleavage and the outline of her nipples through the material. I could also see that her nipples were hard and erect.

She seemed oblivious to how scantily clad she now is in front of me and how turned on she appeared to be with her hard nipples nearly splitting her nighty open. This is eye candy on steroids to me. I topped up her drink once or twice during this story telling and she is guzzling it down like soda pop. The more she talks, the more drunk she is, the more animated she becomes with hands and arms becoming part of the story telling. On occasion, the spaghetti stapes would fall off her shoulder and, before she could pull then back up, the nighty would fall just enough for me to see more of her fabulous tits.

By now, I am going crazy wanting to fuck her so badly. I have now opened up my shirt because of the heat in the room, and in my loins. I'm not in the best of shape, but I have decent pecks, shoulders and biceps.

She eventually comes to the end of the story with the phone ringing. It's Larry's wife wondering what is taking him so long. He leaves abruptly, leaving her hanging with lust.

As she ends the story on that note, I ask, "So what are you feeling right now having just relived that memory and sharing those details with me?" She replies with slurred speech, "I'm horny as fuck and need to cum." Music to my ears!!

I then reply, "I'm horny as fuck too. You got me all turned on with that story and you look so sexy in that nighty."

She then says, "I've got to get out of this damn thing and cool off." She proceeds to stand up, lift the nighty over her head and drops it to the floor. She is now totally naked in front of me. OMG! Her tits are AMAZING! It's not a perfect body and shows signs of her age, but in my condition at that moment, she looked like a super model. My cock is so engorged and throbbing, I think it is going to split in two.

She then says, "I shouldn't be the only one naked. Take your clothes off and join me in the swimming pool." So off go the clothes and outside into the pool we stumble....I mean,we both are shit-faced drunk at this moment.

Now seated inside the pool, the water waist deep, drinks in hand, I can't take my eyes off of her tits. They are full D's and not that saggy for a woman her age. She sees that I am staring at her tits and says, "Not bad for a woman my age, huh? They've always been my best asset. I still like to tease men with them. But I should have something to look at too. Sit on the edge of the pool so I can see your cock while you look at my tits."

I'm loving the slurred speech and total absence of inhibition. I'm even more amazed that she hasn't mentioned my wife (her daughter) or her hubby once. I can't help but think how "wrong" this is, but hormones and the head of my cock are now in full control.

I do as she says, stand up from beneath the water and sit on the edge of the pool very near to her. My cock is fully erect, standing at complete attention.

She sets her drink down and moves directly in front of me. We're at the shallow end of the pool, so she is standing up, facing me, her face almost level with my waist and cock. Her hands are on each side of me resting on the edge of the pool where I am sitting. She is close enough that I can feel her tits against my knees.

She is staring at my cock and proceeds to slur, "It's been so long since I have had cock. I miss cock. I want cock. I like your cock. I want your cock." I reply, "then you can have my cock."

What happens next is the most erotic sexual experience I have ever had. She separates my legs so she can move closer to me and begins to suck my cock. The sensation is magnificent. I've never had a blow job like it. It was incredible. She seemed to know when I was about to explode and would stop just long enough for me to gain control. This went on and on......suck me to the edge, back off, gain control and back to it. I was going wild.

Eventually, she stops, steps out of the pool, takes my hand and leads me over to the chaise lounge chair. She bends over, her hands on the edge of the chair, her ass is the air, and says, "fuck me from behind". My cock slid in to her soaking wet, warm pussy. It felt amazing. With each thrust of my hips, she moaned. Then she said, "deeper. harder" With each thrust of my hips, the sound of them slapping against her ass grew louder and louder. I began to worry that the neighbors might hear us. But it was already way past midnight and there were no lights on, so I wasn't too worried to stop.

Now I can tell she is about to cum. I'm pounding away. She's moaning and moaning, her head is snapping back and forth. And finally, it happens, she has an intense orgasm that seemed to last a very long time and turned into multiple orgasms one right after the other. I couldn't help myself, losing all control and explode hard and deep inside her pussy. It was soooo intense.

When we're both done cumming, she turns around, sits down on the edge of the chair and begins to suck my cock and lick all of my cum and hers off of my shaft and balls. I didn't think it was possible, but the hardon that was going down after cumming so hard was coming back up with another amazing blow job.

Once fully erect again, she looks up at me and says, "fuck my ass." OMG! I cannot believe this woman. She now lays down on her back lifts her legs high in the air, and says, "Fuck my ass now."

I now lay on top of her but without lube, this isn't going to be easy. I had just cum inside her pussy, so I dip my cock in her pussy again to lube it up. Now wet with her cum and mine from inside her pussy, I spit on my fingers, rub it on her asshole, and proceed to fuck her ass. She moans in pain but it was the sound of a pleasurable pain. "Oh yes" she says, over and over. "Fuck me hard.", she says.

I can't believe this is happening to me. I'm fucking my MIL IN THE ASS! Still fucking her ass, her legs in the air, I lower myself and we begin to kiss. Deep, passionate, wet kisses. I can smell cum on her breath. It is erotic. Her tongue swirls inside my mouth. She bites my lip and tongue. I'm thoroughly turned on again, my cock throbbing inside her tight asshole. But I know I can't cum this soon and withdraw.

She's laying there in seeming exhaustion. I'm thinking she's done for the night. As I begin to raise up off of her she says, "eat me. Eat my pussy. Suck your cum out of me." OMG! WHO IS THIS WOMAN???

I proceed as instructed and start to eat her freshly fucked pussy. She moans with delight my tongue stokes her clit and probes deep inside her pussy searching for more cum. I'm never eaten a cream pie before, so this new experience WITH MY MIL, is totally erotic.

The more I feast on her pussy, the more turned on she gets. I now reach inside her pussy for her G spot with two fingers while licking her clit with my tongue. Her moans grow more intense. Her hips are writhing back and forth while she occasionally lifts them completely off the chaise lounge chair. My fingers are working her G spot, I'm sucking her clit as if I'm detaching it from her body and using the tip of my tongue against her clit.

Suddenly it happens. She screams with pleasure and a gushing squirt. Shocked, I lift my head up and see what looks like water squirting from a fountain. She says, "don't stop" and back I go to eating her pussy and stroking her G spot. My face is dripping wet. I felt as if I was drowning. It was unlike anything I have ever experienced before.

When the orgasm is over, I'm out of breath and she's out of breath. We're both exhausted. She rolls onto her side and scoots over just enough for me to lay down beside her with the little room there was on the chaise lounge chair. We are wrapped around each other and fall to sleep in utter delightful sexual exhaustion.

I'm not sure how long we slept, but the discomfort of the position in so little space woke me up. As I de-coupled from her, she awoke too with a smile on her face. With no words spoken, I helped her get up, and we walked back into the house. I walked her to her bedroom, tucked her in, kissed her and whispered, "Good night."

I returned to my bedroom, set the alarm for 7 and went sound to sleep. It was a night to remember.

My wife is 37kg, 146cm, fit, tight and sexy! She is 23 and looks waaaaaay younger! Heaven in everyday when I perv at her tiny body and devour it every night! I wish for you this delight :-)

Lets start a thread for Chav girls :)

Post images and facebook profiles so we can all share the delight of wanking over them.

All I can say is... thank God my Father in law is here for me. My name is Melissa. The time was my wedding day, over 4 years ago I was 19 now although it seems like yesterday. That day went from being the most hectic of my life to the best in a split second. Growing up I was an ok looking girl, I had B cup breasts and a skinny figure size 0 size 6 today marriage...lol. Being a natural brunette with milky white skin glasses and braces made me even more of a nerd. I was by no means a slut when I was younger but I did have my share of sex, then I met Andrew. Andrew was the answer to all my prayers for a man. He was athletic, extremely handsome, and had some money. He asked me to marry him I would have been insane to say no.

Andrews dads name is Rick, he's 46. I asked him to give me away at the wedding because my father had left us many years before. I think I was 8 when I last saw him. Mom thought my Uncle should give me away but I had lived with Andrew and his dad for over a year and i wanted the family to get along.

On my wedding day Rick and I were talking about the wedding and getting things together to drive to the church we were laughing playing and throwing things just having fun all around.he was tickling and poking me when in the heat of the moment. I dragged him to the ground as we wrestled and we rolled across the floor tickling and laughing. I felt his breath on my neck as we tussled and I started to feel differently. I realized I was becoming aroused. Instinctively I rubbed my own crotch against his leg that was between my own. He didn't seem to notice but I was becoming wetter and wetter by the second. I realized that I had never been with a older guy before and would like to try it someday. Suddenly he grabbed my tits and said "Well, maybe you'll give me a private show sometime." I wondered if he was thinking what I was thinking at that point. In a panic I rested my head on his chest, taking all the comfort from him I could. I noticed that his breathing was getting deeper. Maybe heavier? He ran his hands through my hair and I dropped my hand down to his knee and quite instinctively squeezed his thigh. I felt him jump a bit but he didn't say anything. He just continued to run his hands through my hair. My breath started to get shallow and come in shorter gasps. I was becoming excited, and very very wet. I needed love and I needed it now. I was dying for an orgasm. I raised my head up to meet my future father in laws and he started to kiss me. I looked at him with my best bedroom eyes and he continued to kiss my face. I started to breathe heavily. "Don't worry precious," he whispered to me, "daddy's here." I almost melted right there. I was totally his now. He could do anything he wanted with me and I hoped he would. We were both becoming violently aroused and nothing could stop us from doing what was to follow. My hands reached up and squeezed his cock. He exhaled loudly when I did that. " I whispered, "I need to be naked for you." I told him. "Yesssssss precious Melissa, Daddy wants you. I want to pleasure you."

"God take me. Fuck me." I responded.

Finally he took off my shirt and seen my push up bra and tiny tits. I stood before him and took off my jeans, revealing the thong panties. Rick pulled the material of my panties aside and, all the while looking lovingly into my eyes, began to eat my dripping pussy. I almost fainted when his tongue found my clit. Andrew was never very good at giving head, he used a very stiff tongue and moved his tongue from side to side. Rick's tongue was soft and wet. He lapped at my clit like a kitten lapping at milk. I practically fell down in ecstasy. He noticed this and stood before me, face to face. I kissed him passionately and he layed me down on the floor. I gladly spread my legs for him, exposing my hairy unshaven pussy. I wanted him between my legs. As if he read my mind he got down on his hands and knees and dropped his head between my legs. I felt his tongue invade me and I convulsed in pleasure.

"FUCK!" I yelled.

I am gonna be a bad girl for you I'm your slut. Make me fuckin' cum!" I said to he just smiled and buried his face in my dripping pussy. I just about fainted with the ferocity of his tongue attack. His silky wet tongue swirled all over my clit and I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips. I felt the two fingers of his other hand slide into me and I humped against them as hard as I possibly could.

"Lick my asshole." I commanded breathlessly.

He looked up at me, "are you sure you want me to?" He asked.

"I need it, I need your tongue on my ass. That's how I like it."

The next thing I knew I felt my ass cheeks being spread and Rick's tongue
invading my ass. I really began to hyperventilate. This was better than any man had ever given me. I was about to cum when he stopped eating me, I looked at him with disappointment but he only smiled.

"Get on your hands and knees for me Melissa. Daddy has a treat for you."

I did as he asked with great urgency, I needed to cum or I would explode.
He undressed and he wasn't very large or thick but I didn't care. He got behind me in less
than a minute. I felt the head of it invade me and begin to slide into
me. The thing was Andrew was bigger than his dad but i was so hot, I screamed as he thrust the thing all the way into me and started to fuck me rapidly. I felt him reach over and grab my hair, pulling me back towards him. I immediately started humping against him. The only sounds in the entire house now were that of our bodies slapping together, my fiancés dad grunts of exertion and my moans and screams.

"Fuck me Melissa my precious. Hump me you little slut, as hard as you can.
Daddy will make you cum as hard as you need to."

"Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me!" I panted over and over. He
continued to thrust into me as hard as he possibly could and I was
approaching nirvana. I had never been fucked this hard before.

"UnghhhhhhhhhhH! FUCKKKKKKKKK!!!" I remember yelling and then I continued a
string of curses and moans. To heighten my sensation he brought his free
hand down hard on my ass cheek, spanking me hard. I came again when he did
it.

After a few minutes I stopped humping and rested a moment on the floor,
I could still feel his cock.

"Don't ever leave me Dad." I whispered that was the first time I called him that.

"I'm yours precious, always have been, always will be." He whispered in
that soothing tone of his again. I knew everything was going to be all
right. He pulled out of me and let go of my hair and I fell to the
floor. I looked around at Rick with animal lust in my eyes. It was almost incest . It was wrong, it was all I wanted.

I jumped on him like a lioness attacking her prey. He could only squeal
with delight. I grabbed his cock and kissed my way down his body, I ran my tongue through his pubic hair and he moaned. I immediately went for it.

"God Damn it Melissa! Tongue me baby! Tongue fuck me!" I was shocked to hear him talk like this but I admit it turned me on like nothing else I had ever experienced. He started to pant and claw at my hair as I sucked older cock for the first time.

"God Melissa you give the best head you little slut!" He screamed.

I was amazed that he said that and I loved it, he was everything I ever
wanted in a lover. When I inserted a fingertip in his asshole and he
immediately came harder than anyone I had ever seen. I was in love. After several minutes he recovered and looked up at me, smiling. I smiled back I was so proud to give him such an orgasm.
"That was the best I had ever had." I told her.

"We'll top this.... every night from here on in." he said as he kissed me again we left for the church and he fucked me one more time there sending me down the aisle to his son dripping his cum out of my pussy. We still live with Andrews Dad and I now think of my father in law as my friend, lover, and confidante. And I've never been happier!

There is nothing sexier to me than watching a constipated woman pushing and grunting on the toilet. I love watching that large hard turd stretching her asshole while she makes a variety of expressions. If anyone has some footage like this, please please upload it for me! I have not been able to come across many videos like this, but when I do find them, they are such a delight!

This is the dumbest shit I have ever read. This is why I hate muslims and can't stand islam. They're a bunch of bullshit artists that speak SHIT.

Question: Why can muslim men have as much women as they want and women be denied this same benefit?
Answer: Women get the same benefit but not in this life. Only in the next life. Praise Allahbaba.

http://www.islamweb.net/womane/nindex.php?page=showfatwa&FatwaId=83959

Question:
I don't mean to sound like a disbeliever, but scholars always speak of the reward for men in heaven how they will have "Hour al-'Een". How can a man can keep more than one wife? What's in it for women? I believe Allah to be a Just and Fair God. I just want to understand. If there are any books you recommend I would be grateful. I need to learn more because I feel that the way Islam is preached nowadays is undeserving to God. There are so many misconceptions and preachings that make you want to turn away from Islam. Allah is a kind God, Tender and Gentle with His worshippers. Where is all this meanness and bad presentations coming from?

Answer:
Praise be to Allah, the Lord of the World; and may His blessings and peace be upon our Prophet Muhammad and upon all his Family and Companions.

One has to believe that Allah, The Great and Almighty, is Just, Generous Affectionate, Wise and All-Knowing. He does what He likes and chooses; no one has the right to review or rebut His Orders. So, He, in His Wisdom, has chosen that a man can marry four women, not the opposite. Here, only those who have faith and insight can recognize the wisdom behind such a ruling.
He has decreed that a believer can take delight in a number of al-Hour al-'Een (dark-eyed damsels), while a believing woman only loves her husband and wants nobody but him.
Allah Says (interpretation of meaning): {And with them will be chaste females, restraining their glances (desiring none except their husbands), with wide and beautiful eyes. [37:48].
You have to know that there are no unmarried people in Paradise. A woman who was spinster or her husband was not from the people of Paradise will be given a husband and rewarded with Divine blessings and bliss, that no a human being can imagine.
In addition, know that there is no similarity between affairs of this life and those of the Hereafter.
In other words, a woman may wish to have more than one husband in this world, but she will not have such a desire in the Hereafter, i.e. in the Paradise, since her delight lies in having only one husband, without wishing a substitute.
This, in fact, shows completeness of the Divine wisdom, His ability and kindness.
Thus, a Muslim is advised to seek from this Present Life what leads him/her to the Paradise. In simple words, he/she does not have to be engaged with such matters (discussed in this Fatwa) that cannot be changed.
If Allah honors him/her with entering the Paradise, he/she will see what no eye has ever seen, hear what no ear has ever heard and what no one can imagine.
We ask Allah to make us and you from the people of His Paradise and favor.
Allah knows best.

I saw this on tumblr and it made me wet just reading it, thought I'd share.

On Finger Fucking.

With the right girl, finger fucking can be one of the great delights in the dance. Yet, the difference between a repetitive mechanical act and a proper finger fucking can be huge. To truly make this an amazing experience, a Dominant must appreciate the possibilities, have good technique, and invest the time to know his girl thoroughly - inside and out.

Indeed. I like to take the time to explore my girl with my fingers, caressing her lips first to see just how sensitive they are. Few vanilla men ever realize that it is not always about penetration - and even fewer know the right girl can cum just from having the insides of her lips caressed in just the right way.

I like to visit my girl�s clit next. And here is where the distinction begins. A vanilla man will rub a clit like a lamp and expect the magic orgasm genie to pop out. A Dominant will explore much more sensually.

I like to trace up along her lips to her clit, pull her hood back gently, and then caress her with just the tip of a finger to see how responsive it is. Pressure is not the key. Erotic contact brings her right to the edge, and my ministrations include light pinching, working the shaft of her clit between two fingers, exploring the incredibly erogenous areas alongside and above, and gentle rubbing while I hold her hood back to expose her hot little pearl.

I should mention that I will rarely allow my girl to cum while I explore. I use this opportunity to gauge her responses (verbal and physical) and learn the best ways to edge her and tantalize her. I feel the way her body moves, and I listen for the erotic tension in her voice as she begs to cum for me. Over and over. And over again.

I then impale her, sliding my finger into her dripping wet cunt. I make sure she appreciates the way I penetrate her - using one continuous motion to work my finger deep into her until the knuckles of my other fingers are against her lips. I listen for the sudden uptake of her breath and for her whimpers and moans, and I feel the way her hips and ass move and her pussy spasms around my finger - sometimes clenching and releasing as I press on.

The next part of this dance clearly separates experienced Dominants from the rest of the pack. While we often talk about finger fucking, I rarely use a repetitive in/out solo finger thrust. There is really not that much erotic pleasure in this, as a cock would be much more fulfilling.

The key to a girl�s orgasmic pleasure is her g-spot - and this is where I focus the most time on my girl�s cunt. I work my way up her frontal wall with my finger and then crook it back, probing down until I find it - tucked down in its little pocket. I massage it as I watch her toes curl and her hips buck - learning the best areas and pressure to use form these cues. I will not allow her to cum just yet.

From this point forward, no two girls are alike. I use what I have learned about my girl to work each area and give her the most incredible sensations (and climaxes) of her life. I vary the number of fingers I use, the ways in which I clench and rub her g-spot, and the number of times I deny her orgasm.

When it is time for my girl to experience orgasmic bliss, I am mindful of what some Tantra experts refer to as a winding of an erotic pleasure center spring. The more I can edge her to orgasm and deny her release, the more I can wind this spring in her body. And each time I choose to release this spring, I can bring her to incredible orgasms. Over and over. And over again.

Finally, when I have wound my girl tightly and built an insatiable desire, I work her g-spot hard. If she has been a good girl, I will use a tantric grip, sliding my third and fourth fingers into her cunt and only THEN thrusting back and forth repeatedly, my other two fingers slamming into her outer lips, and the heel of my hand impacting against the top part of her pussy and clit.

I say just four words, and the magic commences:

�Cum for me, girl.�

She releases her entire being to me, convulsing and bucking with incredible pleasure spasms. As she shudders and sings to me with squeals, moans, and shrieks of joy, she pants out the words that make me feel so honored and complete�.

�Cumming for YOU, SIR!�

I repeat this last sequence over and over, and my girl can cum many, many times. The most joyful part is when her eyes open wide like silver dollars - amazed at what she is experiencing in her own body - finally released properly.

This is what makes the dance on the fringe of darkness such a joy�

My afternoon delights

anonymous post. my first experience with a younger female. well it was actually two as they were twins. I just moved to the place I was working with my wife and daughter. she instantly made friends with the twin girls next door. their mother was never around and they were always at our house. they were just budding and figuring out what sex was I guess. my wife and daughter went to visit family in another state, I was alone for a week. the girls came over the first day and decided to try on my daughters clothes. they were coming in and showing off. I told them not to mess the room up, so they stopped playing in there. they bagan hitting me and generally playing like a couple girls would when they started playing truth or dare. the first dare was for her to run through the house naked. she did. it oddly turned me on. their breasts were budding and a little peach fuzz showing. I dared them to both to go in my room and jump on the bed naked. they did. next they dared me to join but I was scared and decided not to. they finished playing as I watched and dared them to do a few things like wrestle with me while naked. then their mother showed up and they quickly got dressed as I occupied her in the living room. what are the odds she had to go away for a few days and asked me to watch them for three of four days. I agreed quickly and tried to rush her out the door. my excitement had me trembling. we went to sleep after watching a movie. the next day I got up and cooked breakfast and one of them said lets play truth or dare again. I went first and dared them both to take a bath together while I watched. while in there one dared me to get in but still I was scared. then they started begging me so I went for it.as soon as they seen my thang they both giggled. I got it and the first thing was said 1 dared 2 to lick my "wiener" she did. 2 dared 1 the same and she did. I decided to dare them both to do that at the same time in my bedroom. they were soo excited they jumped out of the tub and tracked water all th way to my bed. I didn't mind. the first night all they did was take turns licking me. day two, they were still wanting to play. so I said ok but were staying naked all day or were not playing they agreed. 1 dared 2 to sit on my "wiener". she did and dared 1 to do the same. afterwards I said they were doing it wrong, and they insisted I teach them how. my first lesson was teaching them both how to properly suck a dick. the rest of the day was spent doing that. and by the end of the night they both had tasted my cum and surprisingly wanted more so I let them and sure enough they were practicly pros by the end of the night. day 3 their mom called first thing in the morning, said shed be gone a day or two more. trying not to sound excited I simply said its ok were having a lot of fun. but hurry back. she didn't even want to talk to them. no sooner than I hung up the phone they came in completely naked. we all three slept together like that. number 1 said what do you want to teach us today? I said go in my room and ill be there in a minute. I walked in fully hard on, sat on the bed and said lets see who knows how to sit on my "wiener" the best. they both took turns and I said youre both good at it. number 2 said that's not the way I want to do it. she got up on it and actually put it in her pussy. GD it was so tight it took everything in me not to cum right then. I picked her up off it just in time. to keep me from cumming in her quickly they both sucked it (taking turns) until I came. then I said ok who wants it first, they began arguing and I said its ok ill just do it for one minute at a time each. so I did that foe the next several hours in between licking their pussies. I would often pick them up in my arms and do them like that, they may have weighed 100 pounds each. I made sure I pulled out every time I came. and every time on or the other would suck it out AND SWOLLOW!!! I bet I came twenty times that day. they eventually fell asleep watching tv in my bed naked. I couldn't sleep so I took turns waking each up by fucking them in their tight little pussies. and they really were loving every bit of attention I gave them. one thing that really turned me on is when they were both sucking it while I was on th phone with my wife of their mom. day 4. my last day or so I thought. first thing in the morning we all took a shower together, and of course I had to do them both. number one took it and sucked the cum out. number 2 said her coochie hurt and I said its ok, I could put it in your butt. she reluctantly agreed. I got some of my wifes oil lubed up and slipped it in. as soon as the tip touched she shouted oh my god that feels weird. I said want me to stop, she said nope it kinda feels good. while doing that I seen number 1 watching and said you want to try it? she said yes. while I finished I loosened her butt up with my finger. I blew the biggest load of my life right in her butt and she creamed in delight "that feels so warm I wanna do that again" at that point I had so much sex my dick was hurting, but still hard and no way I was going to miss anything. I slid it up in 1 and she squeeled and I went to town, slowly of course. number 2 went to shower. while in there number one started moaning louder and louder. they both had orgasms already, I made sure of that. had to make sure they liked it. turned me on so much I blew a load off in her butt and she liked the warmth to. knock knock knock. oh shit while they were showering I got dressed and answered the door. their grandmother. she said their mom was going to be gone another day, and wanted to check on the girls. I made up a lie and told her they were down at the park playing. theyd be ok here another day. she agreed and left. alright one more day of this. I went and got in the shower. the rest of the day we went to the movies and the mall. I bought them hush stuff. went home and we all fell asleep. I awoke early to a blow job from 1 followed by fucking. first pussy then just before I spewed I pulled out and put it in her butt. pumped it a few minutes and burst a load in her ass. 2 woke up as I was taking her clothes off. she said what are you doing I said relax started licking her sweet pussy, till she screamed out, then I put my dick inside and she hugged me and started kissing all over me ass I made love to that sweet little thing. I couldn't help it I spewed all in her cooch. she looked at me puzzled and said that felt good, I said yes it did. the rest of that day was spent like that, without cumming in their pussies. about 8 that night mom came to get them. they begged to stay till morning I said I don't care we had some new movies(which was a lie) and she agreed. I made slow passionate love to them both the rest of the night ALL NIGHT. I figured it would be the las time. before they went home they both made me promise not to tell their mom,LOL. a said I never will. and they promised never to tell either. every other weekend or so we sneak down to the motel and fuck for a few hours.they love the taste of my cum!!!

I walk inside
purchase my popper
my excitement is feeding again.

My cock is throbbing
wanting to be unleashed
as I walk into a booth again.

I flip through flicks
but I am anxious to start
I drop onto my knees to look.

I unleash my cock
as hard as it is
I pop my amyl to start my whomp.

My hands on my cock
I peer through the hole
and see a delightful treat I need.

Veiny erection
I commence to signal
his pants drop down to his knees.

He strokes his tool
I prepare for the thickness
he teases near the start of the hole.

So fucking big
my mouth starts to water
slowly he moves it in.

I grab the tool
worship his cock
start to lick the throbbing head

My hand on my cock
squeezing out old-cum
I slide down his shaft of veins

His balls are so huge
I want them to drain
down the darkness of my throat.

I stroke my cock
I look up
All I see is wall of black

Stained with spit and cum
I stand up to drop my pants
take another hit off of amyl

His manhood is lubed
with my spit
bare he enters into my hole

pounding so hard
his sack hits mine
I start to cum without my touch

breed my ass you fucking pig
keep pounding
to you drain your seed

let’s give birth
to a demon spawn
you aren’t the only one this night

your cum will serve
as lube for others
your just the first one of the night.

I feel his push
my hole gets looser
his cum squirting deep inside

I drop to my knees
I finish him off
the next shaft waiting to breed

uncut pig
as black as night
the nigger race feeding me

lube his tool
with the cum from the last
as he stretches my ass tonight

give me that nigger dick
ten inches of flesh
pound me deep inside

drop off your bastards
then move on out
I see another cock waiting for me

ol’ fat bastard
with a rock hard cock
as thick as a fucking beer can

I pop my amyl
re-start my whomp
I am going to feed off of man again

feed my throat
you fat fucking pig
make me gag from your powerful thrust

I need those lives
deep inside of me
bring those pigs to my church

unlock my door
standing inside
amyl nitrate up my nose

pigs walk in
breed my ass
and bathe in seaman tonight

Me - nearly 39, married white dude. Decent looking, in decent shape, confident, friendly and easy going.
Her - turned 18 one month ago, very cute, pretty, white, curves in the right places.

Did I gain your attention...? Then I shall go on!

We met at her workplace, where she served food at a fast food place. We started a flirty dialog, during my once-a-week visits. I could tell she was interested in more than just ensuring I got my lunchtime calories, so I took a gamble, and gave her my phone # on a piece of paper, and asked her to text me.

Not long after she texted, and the fun began. Initially it was just a bit of get to know each other some more, friendly. Then I decided to just go for it, make or break it. I told her I was married, but I was interested in her physically. This was this Sunday just passed, and after explaining a little more of what I was interested in, the txts turned very sexual. I suggested we meet and see if we had in person chemistry, away from her workplace. She agreed.

We met today (Thursday), at lunchtime. She has a couple of days off, I left work to meet her. She was already at the hiking trailhead parking lot when I arrived. I signaled to her to jump into my car. passenger seat. She obliged. We made small talk. And then I took control, leaned in, and we started an hour and a half of passionate kissing punctuated by conversation. She's young, smart, and can converse. She has perfect bob-length hair for running a hand in and tugging - which she loves. We both wanted to go further, but the public setting wasn't sufficiently discreet to permit.

We agreed we wanted more. A lot more. To recreate the sexting. Tomorrow, Friday, I'll head into the office in the morning, and then 'work from home' in the afternoon. Translation - heading to a local hotel in the afternoon, keeping an eye on emails and IMs, while she comes in and we put to practice all we've been discussing.

She agreed she would let me blindfold her. We've chosen a safe word. She wants to be spanked. On the way home tonight I purchase a surprise vibrator for her, which I intend to use on her when she is blindfolded. I'm going to take neck ties with me tomorrow and bind her some. She's agree to give me head as I take an afternoon conference call. And then of course there's going to be that delight of sliding inside her...

She's texting me as I write this. She is horny as hell (apparently...), has had wet panties all day, and claims I could very easily slide inside given her current state.

If there's enough interest I'll follow up with the events of tomorrow =)

For UK guys, did anyone here have it where you signed each others shirts on the last day of school? We did.

Very early in the day I was signing a friends shirt when i looked over and saw a guy signing his name over a girls tits, and they were both laughing. I tried it myself and found, to my absolute delight, that the girls would happily let me sign their tits all day long. Especially if you made out you were just having a laugh.

That day I must have signed at least 2 dozen pairs of tits. All different sizes - small pert tits, big fat soft tits, the lot! I spent most of the day with a permanent hard-on, even went to the toilets at lunch for a wank to help keep my cool. Without doubt, this was the horniest day of my life.

So, a little background about me. I’m a 34-year-old girl from Belfast in Northern Ireland. I travel across Europe with work often and have been exploring its various sex clubs, swingers parties, and porn cinemas for the past seven years. I’m a full-blown porn and sex addict and have a massive kink for cum. It’s this kink that starts this story.

A couple of years back, I was working in one of my favorite cities: Berlin. Home to a massive sex scene, I adore it there and have built up a close circle of friends from Berlin's local fetish scenes. One of whom, who we’ll just call Monica, is my best friend. Like me, she’s proud to call herself a whore.

In her early 40s, Monica has certainly been around the adult industry circuit. She has been like a mentor to me and taught me a lot of lessons in the kink scene of Germany and beyond. Whilst we both consider ourselves mostly straight, we’ve had casual sex with each other a number of times.

I was supposed to be based in Berlin for two months, I and Monica had a tonne of plans to pack in as much debauchery as possible. Two days in, whilst merrily walking to the Metro after a late-night BDSM party, I tripped and broke my ankle on the curb. Classic… After a trip to the hospital, I was now looking at 6-weeks of recovery and the joys of working from my apartment.

Needless to say, I was pretty down. All my plans had gone out of the window and I wasn’t looking forward to wasting two months in my favourite city when I could be sampling all of the sexual delights Berlin had to offer. Luckily, I had my best friend by my side. Rather than go to the clubs without me, she would come to my place most nights, cook with me, and we would relax with a few glasses of wine.

She would sometimes tease me about her regular sex with her many fuck buddies. But as the weekend approached, it wasn’t just me who was craving some debauchery. She knew I was down, and wanted to do something to cheer me up and get some pleasure out of it herself.

On a Friday night, Monica was coming over for some drinks but she was an hour late, which she knows I can’t stand. But her texts reassured me it would be worth it. When she arrived at the door, she had a sordid look in her eye that I know only too well. She’d been drinking and smelled like sex. She kissed me whilst coming through the door before leading me to the bedroom.

On the bed, she stripped off and spread her legs telling me her fuck buddy had left me a present. Taking off her panties, I saw her freshly fucked pussy leaking with white cum. I needed no instruction and slowly got between her legs and cleaned her up. It was heavenly and intensely erotic. I started playing with my clit and savouring the cum, having multiple orgasms with my nose pressed against my friend's clit.

In the weeks that followed, we ended up arranging dates to repeat it. She would often goad a couple of loads from her fuck buddies to give me a better cum reward. We thought about inviting him for some female cuckold play, but decided to keep it between us girls. Plus my ankle and crutches didn’t boost my sex appeal.

One of the most erotic things about it was not having a clue whose cum I was eating. It was all consensual, of course, and her fuck buddies knew about her dirty antics. Just imagining them masturbating at the thought of a random girl eating the sloppy mess they pumped into their fuck buddy Monica turned me on immensely.

Thankfully, my ankle healed fine and I was able to get back into the fetish scenes of the city on my next visits. A crappy time, but the silver lining was some seriously erotic memories between me and my friend.

Confession- I love fucking older women. What do I enjoy the most? Their ass.  Because no matter how trim they are, like this one is, their ass is always bigger than you think it will be.  A delightful treat.

I confess...I have a fetish for older women that has only gotten stronger as the years have passed. The reason for this is the best (actually the ONLY *really* good) sex story I have.

This was 8 years ago, the summer of 2005. I was 15 and it was the July 4th holiday. My parents had a little pool/barbecue party for the block. I was swimming for a little while. When the sun started to go down I decided that was enough so I went upstairs to change. I dried off and got into a pair of my gym shorts, just for the time being so I could hang my suit in the bathroom and get a shirt and some sandals.

I went to the bathroom and was waiting. I thought- weird, the only people I figured would be using the upstairs bathroom was my mom or dad or sisters but they were all outside. The door opened after a minute. It was Mrs. Batelli, who was my mom's friend from the block. When she came out, she was adjusting the top of her sundress- really nice dress, orange with a pretty good cut, and I'm sure you know exactly where my eyes went. She was probably about 41-44 and she was nicely proportioned, probably around 145 and 5'6" or 5'7". Shoulder length auburn hair. Had a good tan on by that point in the summer. Her name was kind of deceptive, she wasn't Italian at all, that was her husband's name. I think she was some kind of European little-bit-of-everything mutt, but the tan was pretty far from her natural skin color. And it looked good. She had the legs out, nice shape- not very long but hey. Her tits were very nice, very perky for her age. Not huge, probably a small C or large B. I was staring dead at those suckers because in adjusting herself she was really moving them around and hadn't noticed me. In fact, I think she was about 6 inches away from bumping into me before she realized I was there.

She just went "Ooh!" and stepped back, definitely startled.

I just stood there, probably with some idiotic look on my face because I just got to watch a solid 6 seconds of tits bouncing around.

I expected her to react adversely, but she put her hand on her chest and started laughing- actually quite hard, much harder than the situation probably warranted.

She was like "Shit!" and kept laughing. I had no clue what to say, just kept smiling like an ass.

So she takes two steps, stumbles right into me and gives me this big half hug with one arm so that those firm tits and pressed right into me and she goes "You scared the HELL out of me!" and just kept laughing. I had still not said anything!

This is when it dawned on me- how long she'd been here, since noon, I wasn't keeping track of her drinking but she was fairly petite- this lady was HAMMERED.

So I think I said something like "Glad to see to you too,"

She said, "You didn't talk to me all day!"

We exchanged bullshit for about two minutes, none of it is interesting. Finally she said, "Your house is nice. I'm staying here. I'm going to sleep over."

I was kind of chuckling at this point and I just wanted to humor her so I said "Cool!"

She goes "Let's have a sleepover party" and I answer "Sure, that sounds like fun."

And then out of nowhere, she goes "Do you trust me?" all serious all of a sudden and I answer "Of course," because I think she's going to tell me something weird or something.

But no, as soon as I say it, she comes right up, pulls me in and gives me this deep, fucking awesome tongue kiss. Let me tell you. I had NO clue what was happening. She was working her tongue all over my mouth and I got instantly hard. She tasted like spearmint and- I didn't know at the time, but now, unmistakably- rum. And lots of it. Captain Morgan and Doublemint. I'll never forget it.

After about twenty seconds, she pulls back and goes "Somebody's gonna see this" and I think "FUCK! Come on!" but I was very happily mistaken because she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom.

I threw my towel and suit into the tub. She locked the door and put on the lights and the fan (cover up noise? I dunno) and she pulls me into the sink, falling, so that we both hip-check the counter. More tongue kissing. Fucking awesome, none of that awkward high school bullshit.

Her tits were right up on me and after a minute I started feeling bold so I slowly raised my hand up the back her leg and felt on her thigh. She had damn good skin for a middle aged woman, must have lotioned up all the time. I was wary, and frankly, a little worried that a wrong move on my part would blow the whole thing and I'd kick myself forever. But I was also horny as fuck at this point and just wanted to touch all her bits. But, to my delight, as I felt on her thigh she pulled my hand and guided it right up the dress onto her nice, firm ass. She was wearing the high-cut bikini panties. Guess she hadn't embraced the thong yet. I didn't care. It wasn't a big ass, but the texture was fantastic. Firm, but soft. Not muscular but not flabby. I was throbbing at this point.

She must have known, because she grinding the top of her leg against my shorts. She had me salivating. I pulled my other hand up her dress and onto the other ass cheek. Fantastic.

Then she reached down and fondled me through my shorts and gave me a little squeal. It was a lovely little sound. She stopped to spin me so I was up against the counter then back away and pulled her dress over her head (with surprising grace) to show off her body. She had a nice figure, cut pretty well for her years. Her bra was white and strapless. She whipped it right off. I got my third really good look at some live tits. This was the epitome of awesome. I felt like a fucking champ. But it was only the beginning.

She sauntered over to me and smiled and said "Show me" in the hottest voice I'd ever heard. I immediately dropped my shorts. I'm not going to brag about my cock. I'm no mandingo, but I was hard as a motherfucker. She said "Nice" and dropped her panties.

Her pussy was beautiful, symmetrical. None of the curtains you might expect on an older mother of two. She was shaved smooth. I'm pretty sure I audibly said "Fuck"- as in "Fuck, I am going to wake up any second now."

She came up to me and put her lips back to mine, and as she did she cradled my balls and started carefully to appraise my cock. She was teasing me. My heart was beating like it was going to explode. Then she got up on her toes and slid her pussy over the top of my shaft. It was like heaven. I don't know how I didn't cum right then and there. She leans into me and I think she asked "Do you want to help me cum?" and I just nodded "Yes" even though I didn't hear her completely. Whatever, she could have asked me to to stand on my head.

So she grabs my head and moves me so I'm about eye level with her tits and pulls me into them and says "Kiss my nipple like I kissed you". I tried my ass off to be good. Who knows if I was. Soon, she was purring like a kitten. She dipped her hand down into her snatch and started playing with her clit. I could hear how wet she was. I told myself "Shit, good, I'm doing it right."

She took my hand and guided it to her pussy. Her slit was so wet. She used just my fingers at first, but soon she was using my whole palm- long strokes, she had me cup it hard and my whole palm was getting slick.

Then she asked, "Do you have a condom?"

- FUCK -

I mean of course I didn't. I wasn't sexually active. My heart sank. I was abut to lose my virginity and I didn't have a fucking rubber.

I said, "No". She said, "It's okay."

My cock was denied entrance, but she balled up my hand and slid my index and middle fingers inside her and fucked away, vigorously. I went back to licking her nipples, harder and faster with the rhythm of her body. She came, I felt her snatch tighten as she squeezed and she threw her head back.

It was something to behold, indeed, but fuck man, did I regret not having a condom.

"Thank you," she said, with kind of a giggle.

"Now-" she said, and dropped down to her knees. I put my palms flat against the counter. She pulled my hips forward, grabbed my butt a little, and then slid her lips over my cock. I'm a little biased, but it's still the best head I ever got. Her skilled tongue lapped over my head and shaft and she gently caressed my balls. It was like waves of electric everytime she bobbed. She took the whole thing. I only lasted two minutes, having been dying for release for so long by this point. I came buckets and she moved down even deeper as I did so that it ran down her throat. She swallowed every last drop and cleaned me off with her tongue as she pulled back.

The whole encounter lasted less than twenty minutes. After I came, she started to dress herself again and said "Don't tell anybody, ok?" I nodded, lightheaded.

She left, and I laid in my bed for a few minutes to recuperate. When I went back downstairs, she was gone. Her husband was too, so I guess he decided they'd had enough and they were going home. I have a lot of theories- the husband was some kind of professional, like a lawyer or something. I first thought she was neglected but later I found out that he was most likely cheating on her. I never found out, but what does it matter?

Naturally, I kicked myself for not having a condom. It was about nine months later when I finally lost my V-Card.

After the encounter, I saw her less. I always wanted to try to see if she would ever be alone so I could ask her about it, but the opportunity never presented itself. Later, I thought about maybe trying to blackmail her, but I had a pang of consciousness and thought it would be shitty of me to do that to the lady who gave me my first great sexual experience out of the blue with no strings. I still have mixed feelings. I wish I would have hit it.

Eventually, she divorced the husband and moved away, out of the state and remarried. I haven't talked to her.

I took a few things away from this- first and foremost ALWAYS HAVE A RUBBER. you never know when your mom's friend will suddenly and for no reason decide to get frisky with you. Secondly, I still love the older ladies. I've only had a couple of other experiences after, but the first one was the best and most special. I still frequently knock one out thinking about that blowjob and fantasizing about what could have been.

Oh well, the inexperience of youth, etc.

That's it. This story is 100% true and I hoped you enjoyed it.

Caribbean Interlude
by Hardy

***

A couple spend their anniversary at a Caribbean resort.
Magician days and lush tropical nights lead to lowered
inhibitions. The couple becomes susceptible to an
erotic adventure that unearthed hidden desires,
providing a new awareness of their sexuality. (MMF,
wife-sharing, swingers, voy, reluc, rom)

***

We were spending our third wedding anniversary on this
sun-drenched Caribbean island. It was wonderful-
sensuous moonlit tropical nights with the surf lapping
at the shore; days around the pool and hanging out at
the beach bar. It was intoxicating.

Now we were in our cottage with the stranger that we
had met at the bar. John, my husband and I had become
acquainted with him when we were enjoying our rum
drinks, and found him pleasant and charming. We invited
him to join us for dinner, and he readily accepted.

While we were showering and dressing for dinner, John
remarked that I seemed attracted to him. I said not
really but that wasn’t quite true, as he was quite
handsome.

After Keith joined us we had a delightful island
dinner, followed by music provided by a steel drum
band. We had more drinks and soon the men were taking
turns dancing with me. As the evening wore on I found
that Keith was holding me closer as we danced, close
enough that I could feel his thighs pressing against
mine, and close enough that I could feel a beginning
erection.

It was exciting, feeling the desire in this handsome
stranger, and I felt a little tinge of arousal, a
slight moistening between my thighs. The effect of the
rum drinks and enchantment of this island was having an
effect. I don’t think this was lost on my husband.

When it was time to leave John invited him back to the
room for a night-cap (as if we didn’t have enough
already, and I wondered why he invited him this time of
night) He readily accepted and now the three of us were
lounging around in our cottage enjoying another drink.
John was leaning back in and arm chair, appearing
sleepy, but still aware, and Keith was sitting beside
me on our bed.

My husband stirred himself enough to turn down the
lights so we were almost in shadow, and I wondered why
he wanted the lights so dim. Our friend took advantage
of the lighting to place his arm around me, drawing me
against him. I didn’t resist, wondering where this was
going. It seemed to be going somewhere, as the next
thing he turned me towards him and kissed me. No
response from John, so the stranger kissed me again. I
was sure that he was aware of what was happening, so
why didn’t he say something?

After another kiss he swung me around so that I was
lying flat on the bed with this stranger beside me,
holding me in an embrace. I glanced towards John-I knew
he could see, even though we were in shadow, but he
said nothing. Did he want to see what I would do? Was
he going to call a halt to this action? I was going to
find out.

When he began to unbutton my blouse I did nothing, and
I did nothing when he pulled it free, exposing my bra
which opened in the front. I allowed another long kiss,
and then he opened my bra, exposing my breasts. I was
flushed and breathing rapidly with this turn of events.
I looked at my husband again-I could see his eyes but I
couldn’t see his expression. I couldn’t believe this
scene that was unfolding, and I couldn’t believe that
he wasn’t saying anything. Did he want this stranger to
make love to me?

Everything about this island, this setting, the
distance from home, and the drinks we had consumed lent
itself to an erotic evening, and it seemed to be
getting to all of us. The stranger was caressing my
nipples with his finger-tips till they stiffened, and
then he was using his mouth and tongue on my breasts,
and I was becoming more and more aroused.

I wondered if my husband had an erection-the stranger
certainly did-I was very aware of the pressure against
my leg.

His fingers dipped down to my knees, sliding under my
skirt, slowly sliding up my thighs, pushing my slip and
skirt up. His hand was gently pushing my thighs apart,
his hand now between them, stroking and caressing them,
finally pressing against my panties.

I felt myself moistening, becoming more aroused as his
fingers slipped inside the leg of my panties, finding
my moistness. I moaned softly when his finger moved in
me, not wanting my husband to hear. I murmured again
when his finger found my clitoris.

I was aware of his movements as he slipped off his
trousers and underwear, and I thought now John is going
to say or do something, but he didn’t. I whispered to
him, "Don’t strip me." But he whispered back, "I’ve got
to take these off," meaning my panties.

John was leaning forward trying to hear what we were
whispering. Did he want us to go ahead? Did he want to
see this stranger doing it to me? I could feel his very
hard cock against my thigh, and I knew I was very close
to doing it with this man-being penetrated by him.

I raised my hips to allow him to pull my slip and skirt
up under me, but I hesitated when he gripped the waist-
band of my panties, attempting to take them off. I took
a last look at my husband who sat there immobile. This
scene was so far out, and I was so aroused that I
lifted my hips, allowing him to slide my panties off,
and now open to him.

He pressed my legs and thighs apart, lightly caressing
my wet vulva, pressing my legs open more as he moved
between them, preparing to mount me. I gave a last look
at my husband whose eyes were shining in the dim light,
now pulling his chair closer to us.

There was no way now that we could stop, and I lifted
and opened my thighs so he could enter me. He directed
the huge head of his cock against me, moistening the
tip before beginning to push. I felt myself opening to
the insistent pressure, my cunt stretching as he
pressed firmly, giving a gasp as he entered me. At that
moment I came, trying to stifle my groans as I
shuddered.

He waited till I relaxed before pushing into me,
gradually filling me, penetrating me till I was fully
impaled on this huge cock, giving a hoarse cry. It was
done! I was sure my husband could see his cock entering
me-I wish I could see if he was as hard as this
stranger, but I knew he wasn’t this big.

He remained still, his cock rigid and fully into me,
finally moving slowly back and forth, almost pulling
out each time, then thrusting in me, pushing against my
cervix and uterus.

It was so intense, this large and very hard cock slowly
fucking me with my husband watching. I forgot about him
as this stranger began thrusting more powerfully into
me, my body moving with him.

It was do erotic, this scene right out of a hard-core
movie. This stranger was having his way with me, taking
me with my husband watching, doing nothing but
observing this stranger fucking me, seeing him doing it
to me. The way I was turned, with my legs and thighs
lifted, he had to be able to see his cock moving in and
out of me, shiny with my juices.

The sheer naughtiness of what we were doing made it so
exciting, so intense. I was soon shaken with another
orgasm that came so quickly that I cried out, my legs
and arms clutching him as warmth flowed throughout my
body.

He held himself fully into me till my climax subsided,
and slowly began moving again, thrusting steadily,
taking plenty of time, lifting me to another erotic
high. I made no attempt now to be quiet, my gasps and
moans louder and louder, filling the room. He was soon
pushing powerfully into me, and his cock seemed to
swell. I knew he was about to come and I said "don’t
come in me." I wasn’t protected, and I didn’t want to
get pregnant by this little episode.

He didn’t say anything; he was getting close; and I
found myself approaching another climax. Just as the
waves of erotic feeling were building I gripped him
with my legs and said "don’t stop!" As I shuddered and
convulsed his hands gripped my ass pulling me into him.
I felt him impale me fully, groaning, his cock swelling
and spurting against my cervix, filling me with his
semen. I gave a cry as he flooded me, emptying his cock
in me.

It was so intense, this stranger filling my unprotected
uterus with his semen, and my husband watching this man
having his way with me, watching him emptying his cock
in me, seeing his own wife awash with another man’s
sperm.

He finally moved away from me, but I lay there with my
legs spread, emotionally exhausted, feeling his
stickiness on my thighs. He got up and dressed, giving
me a quick kiss, and saying "I’ll leave you two now,"
and smiling as he left, obviously very pleased.

I turned up the lights and looked at my husband. His
penis was out and he was wet where he had ejaculated on
himself, so clearly he had enjoyed watching his wife
getting screwed by another man.

I said, "I never knew that you wanted to watch me
getting taken by a stranger. I thought that at any
moment you were going to intervene, and I let him go
ahead, thinking that soon you would call a halt. I kept
waiting for you, but you let him go on and on, and
finally I realized you weren’t going to make him stop,
and then I was so far along that I was helpless-I was
just so wet and hot that I just spread my legs for
him."

"I didn’t know it would go that far. I thought we could
string him along a little, and then send him out the
door. But then I got caught up in the scene. I got so
excited watching him working on you that I was in a
daze. I never thought I would get so excited watching a
stranger seducing you and having his way with you-I
just can’t believe it. And then when you he got your
panties off, and you spread your legs for him, I almost
came. And when he penetrated you I couldn’t do anything
but watch-watch him screwing you, and hearing you
moaning, and seeing his cock going in and out of you,
fucking you so thoroughly- I just came.

"I never would have thought I would come watching my
wife taken like that, and fucked so well, seeing him
come in you. It was even more exciting thinking about
you risking pregnancy letting him come in you. This
never would have happened if we were at home. This
island just got to us."

We went to bed but it was a long time before either of
us went to sleep. We were both re-living that event.

In the morning we were greeted with another with
another beautiful tropic day. After breakfast we went
to the pool. It wasn’t long before Keith showed up
again, and with a friend whom we hadn’t met. He
introduced us to Tom who had come with him on this
vacation. Keith said nothing about the events of last
evening, but I’m sure he told Tom about our interesting
time.

We had a day at the pool, at the ocean, and at the
beach bar. The drinks flowed, with Keith buying most of
them, and late in the day we were feeling more than
relaxed. We accepted their invitation to dinner, and
after dinner the dancing started. I danced with my
husband, and each of the other men. With the after
dinner rum drinks we were feeling more than relaxed.

John soon folded, leaving the other two men to dance
with me. Both of them used the opportunity to pull me
in close, thigh against thigh, hands sliding down below
my waist till it seemed that everyone was watching us.
I was getting aroused but at that point I called a
halt to the dancing.

I was surprised when John invited them both back to our
cottage for a night-cap. We settled in with some drinks
and soft music. I wondered if those two strangers would
try to seduce me, and if so would John stop them. I had
my answer soon, the two of them sitting on each side of
me, and with my husband watching they began caressing
me.

John again dimmed the lights, so it seemed he was
permitting them to continue. How far would he let them
go? Did he want to see them taking me, doing it to me?
I didn’t think he would let the two of them screw me.

I was feeling the effects of the drinks so I was
determined to go with the flow. If he wanted to see
these two having their way with me, then I was going to
enjoy it. Somehow it would be a lot more exciting with
him watching, watching his own wife being serviced by
these studs. It couldn’t get more erotic than that.

They seemed to understand that they had our permission
to proceed, so they began to strip me, beginning with
my dress. Working together they removed my dress, then
my bra, exposing my breasts which they began to caress.
I raised my hips so they could remove my slip, and when
they gripped my panties I hesitated, looking at my
husband. He smiled and nodded, so I lifted my ass again
and they slowly removed my panties.

I lay there naked, with only my thigh high stockings
remaining. As they looked at my naked body, admiring
the view, I was flushed and trembling. They both
stripped, than continued their caresses, stroking my
thighs, spreading my legs, touching the wet lips of my
vulva, stroking me there, my cunt tingling with
arousal.

Keith moved between my open legs, mounting me. I raised
my knees and opened my thighs fully as he moved his
very hard cock against me, pressing firmly, spreading
my lips as he pushed into me. I groaned as he entered
and began filling me, pushing steadily till he was
fully into me, feeling the pressure against my cervix.

He began stroking into me, steadily fucking me,
carrying me to an erotic high. He thrust faster and I
felt him swelling and throbbing as he erupted, his cock
spurting into me, triggering my climax, my arms and
legs gripping him as I cried out, my body shaking.

When he lifted off me, Tom quickly took his place
between my legs. I was so wet and open that he entered
me easily, quickly pressing his full length into me. He
was very excited watching his friend screwing me, and
he was thrusting into me for a very short time before
adding his semen to his friends. I climaxed again when
I felt him spurting into me. They wanted to take me
again, but John didn’t want them to have seconds with
me, and I think that was because he had already come,
watching them having their way with me, watching them
fucking me.

They soon left. I said, "That was pretty erotic."

And John agreed.

"And I don’t think we should do that scene again."

Again John agreed.

However the next day they were hanging around me like
flies on honey, clearly wanting a repeat performance,
even though we said we weren’t interested. But as the
evening wore on and the drinks kicked in, I was once
more fucked by those two as John was looking on,
obviously aroused by watching them between my legs,
having their way with me again.

The next day the two of them left, so we had a chance
to recover from our amorous evenings, but there was
another interesting event. Peter, the black life-guard
at the pool seemed to know about our activities, and he
made great efforts to be charming, likely wanting to
get me in the sack.

He was handsome and muscular but I had no interest in
crossing the color barrier. It appeared that other
white women at the resort were not so discriminating,
and were enjoying liaisons with black men, including
our life-guard. We made it clear that we weren’t
interested-but he was persistent, hanging around,
eyeing me a lot. I was flattered by the attention as he
had a lot of women to choose from, but I didn’t
encourage him.

However, on our last night there, things changed. We
had been drinking more than usual, and after dinner we
continued, enjoying the steel band, and dancing. Peter
showed up, chatting with us and then asking me to
dance. I looked at John and he smiled, giving me
permission, so I accepted.

We had more that one dance, and on the fast dances he
was spinning me around, and I could feel my short
skirts lifting higher and higher, and I’m sure that my
bare thighs were in view above my stocking tops, and
maybe even my panties. Gradually he was holding me
closer, especially on the slow numbers, and I could
feel his body against mine, feel the heat of him, and I
was beginning to be aroused.

Between dances, he joined us at our table, drinking
with us, even buying drinks. I looked at John, a
question in my eyes, but John just smiled, ignoring me.
I wondered if he was going to invite this black man
back to our cottage. I got my answer, as looking at me
and smiling, he invited him for a night-cap.

Peter readily accepted, and I wondered if my husband
wanted to see a black man between my legs. I didn’t
think so, but I wasn’t sure; that would be entering
forbidden territory.

At our cottage John poured drinks, and it was soon
evident that our charming life-guard was interested in
more than a night-cap. He kept eying me, eying my legs
which had fallen open slightly, eying my breasts, and
it was clear he wanted to be between my legs.

I was quite sure that he knew all about our adventure
with those men that left, and perhaps that was why he
was emboldened. He moved beside me, putting his arm
around my shoulders, and told John what a beautiful
women I was. Smiling John agreed.

I thought this has gone far enough-I had never had sex
with a black man before, and I didn’t want to start
now. Also, my pussy had just recovered from the
pounding that I had received from those two studs that
left. And lastly, I was not on any birth control
protection when they fucked me, so I had already taken
a risk. But secretly it had been much more exciting
risking pregnancy with them. However, I didn’t want to
risk having a black baby- that would be a little much,
and difficult to explain.

At this point John did nothing but pour more drinks,
sitting down in his chair again. Looking at his groin I
could see the bulge, so he was aroused again by the
erotic situation. I thought why not indulge his fantasy
a little-this time I was sure he wouldn’t let this go
too far. So I relaxed, allowing him to caress me, even
kissing him when he turned my face towards him.

Peter asked me to stand and I did, looking at my
husband. His hands reached out and unbuttoned my skirt,
pulled the zipper down and slid my skirt to the floor.
He barely hesitated before undoing my blouse and
removing that also. Now I was standing there in my
sheer half-slip and sheer camisole.

I turned towards my husband who looked at me, saying
nothing. As Peter pulled up on my camisole I raised my
arms to let him remove it, exposing my breasts, the
nipples now very firm. He looked at John as he caressed
them, and then he slid my slip to the floor. I was
standing naked now except for my sheer lacy panties and
my garter belt holding up my nylon stockings.

I was flushed and trembling with arousal as I waited
for John to call a halt, but he did nothing. It was
obvious that he was giving permission to continue.
Peter gripped my panties but I held the waist-band as
he tugged them. Did I want him to go any further? I was
close to being naked in this man’s arms, and my husband
was not intervening. I thought alright, if this is what
he wanted to see I was going to continue. Whatever
happened would be on his shoulders.

I let my arms fall to my side, and this stud slid my
panties to the floor, and I stepped away from my
clothes. Peter stripped, revealing a very large and
very thick cock, now almost fully erect-it was huge and
I looked at it with disbelief, thinking I can’t take
that.
Before I could respond he lowered me to the bed and
began to spread my legs. At this point I was so faint
with desire and arousal I was almost helpless, feeling
the wetness in my cunt. He spread me wider and moved
between my legs, mounting me. This was so erotic, this
black stud between my legs that I could do nothing-I
was so far gone that all my earlier resolve was
forgotten.

I was limp as he lifted my thighs and directed the
purple swollen head of his cock against me, pressing
firmly. I gasped, feeling it pushing against my vulva,
pressing the lips open, groaning as I felt him
stretching me. He pushed strongly, and I cried out as
he penetrated me, groaning as I felt the size of him,
gripping my hips as he continued moving into me,
gradually filling me. I felt like a virgin, my vagina
fully stretched as he filled me, impaling me.

My moans filled the room as he began moving in me. He
fucked me with a steady rhythm and my whole being was
centered on this cock that was thrusting in me, raising
me to higher and higher levels of erotic feeling till
my trembling body clutched him, crying out as I was
overcome by a climax that left my body shaking and
quivering. He pulled me fully onto him, and I felt him
swelling and erupting into me, filling me with his
semen.

I knew it was no good to asking him not to come in me,
as he had no intention of pulling out. He stayed in me,
and he barely softened before I felt him moving in me
again. Soon he was fully erect, and at that point he
pulled out of me and placed me on my hands and knees at
the edge of the bed. I was like a rag doll that he
could move around at will.

He pulled my ass up and pushed his fully erect cock
into me once more, filling me and stroking powerfully.
It was even more erotic, taken in this position by this
black man, who was doing things to my body that aroused
me to a level I had never experienced. I was moaning,
groaning loudly, crying out as I was ravished by this
stud.

It was so primitive that I was overcome with another
orgasm, screaming as I shuddered, convulsing as he
groaned, his cock throbbing, spurting into me again,
filling me with his sperm. It was so erotic being taken
like that, on my hands and knees with my ass in the
air, and my vagina his for the taking. I had welcomed
the flow of semen in me.

He released me and I fell forward on the bed, lying on
my stomach, exhausted. I was aware of him dressing and
leaving with a thank-you to my husband. I finally
moved, using the sheets to wipe away the stickiness of
his come on my thighs-it was still oozing from my
vagina.

"I hope you’re satisfied watching that black stud
having his way with me- he really did it to me. I don’t
think my vagina will be back to normal for some time.
He stretched me so much I felt like I was having a
baby. But I never knew you had a fantasy of watching
strangers fuck me, and especially a black man.

"I can’t believe you let him take me, and did you like
seeing his cock in me when I was on my hands and knees.
You certainly had a perfect view of him fucking me."

"I didn’t know I would be so aroused watching you doing
it with strangers, and once it got started I was
helpless to stop them. And it was even more erotic
thinking that you could become pregnant by one of
them."

"Yes, it made it a lot more exciting feeling them
coming in me, and thinking I could get pregnant. And
knowing you were there, watching them taking me, doing
it to me, sitting right there while they were fucking
me was so erotic. Well, it’s not going to happen again.
And I don’t know what’s going to happen now with my
cunt and uterus filled with their semen night after
night, but we’ll find out. This was quite a wedding
anniversary, and I didn’t have any idea we would
celebrate it the way we did."

We slept little that night, and we packed early in the
morning, catching the flight for home that afternoon.
We spoke little on the plane, and I know we were both
re-living the events on that island. I flushed when I
thought about it, and I felt myself moistening again as
I remembered how it felt when I was taken and used by
those men, and with my aroused husband’s consent.

END

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I have been married to Susan for nearly twenty years and have been together for nearly twenty five years, I have got too admit that we have always been very happy together, our sex life was ok even though Susan wouldn’t suck my cock.

Over the past few years Susan has taken to drinking more and more alcohol when we go out either to a friends house or the local pub. I didn’t really approve of this but as it turned out her drinking has become quite useful.

Susan got very drunk one night and when I got her home I spanked her and then face fucked her.
And in the morning I was pleasantly surprised to find out she could not remember a thing. We were going to a friends house on the next Saturday and I decided that I was going to make sure that she got very drunk.

Susan on the night was wearing a nice short skirt and a virtually see through blouse and a white bra.
Susan and I have always enjoyed car sex and early in the evening I told Susan that I was going to fuck her on the way home, to which she giggled and said promises promises.

We left our friends house at about half past midnight and needless to say Susan was very drunk. It was a good hours drive back to our house, and Susan was asleep within minutes.
I pulled into Medway services determined to find out just how much I could get away with without her remembering. Susan didn’t even stir when I pulled up in the service station.

If we were to have fun in the car we would normally go right out into the country so as nobody would see us, but I had other ideas for tonight.
I reached over and began to undo her blouse and then I struggled to undo her bra and eventually managed to remove it totally.
I then managed to pull her knickers off and pulled her skirt up around her waist giving me open access to her hairy cunt, I immediately began to finger her and the drunken bitch didn’t even stir.

I pulled out back on to the M2 and set off in the direction of Margate, as I came down the slip road a lorry went past and it was then that I decided that I was going to show Susan’s naked body off to some total strangers on the way home.
I pulled her blouse apart and pulled out to overtake the lorry had managed to get her legs as wide open as was possible and I switched on the interior light so Susan was very much on display. As I got alongside the cab of the lorry I slowed down and matched the speed of the lorry. When I dropped back slightly I could see the driver of the lorry looking down at Susan s tits and cunt. It gave me such a thrill to know that the lorry driver had seen her that I knew that I was going to be fucking her as soon as I could.

There was a car approaching from behind so I pulled in front of the lorry and let the car go past, I then slowed down and the lorry overtook us I then sped up and matched the speed of the lorry giving the driver plenty of time to look at Susan who now had two of my fingers deep inside her cunt. Unfortunately the lorry went down the A2 towards Dover and I continued along the thanet way. I managed to catch up with another lorry and once again I made sure that the driver could see everything that Susan had to offer. This time I was changing between fingering her cunt and playing with her tits..

is was at this point that I decided that I wanted to watch a total stranger playing with Susan's naked body. I accelerated and pulled in front of the lorry. The driver was flashing his lights and blowing his horn so he must have liked what he saw.
I began to pinch Susan;s tits to make sure that she was still asleep and yes she certainly was.
I was about two hundred yards in front of the lorry and as we approached a lay-by I indicated and pulled in and parked at the far end of it.
To my delight and I must admit a touch of fear the lorry pulled in behind me. I got out of the car and went and spoke to the driver, and I explained to him that I would like to watch him play with my wife but we must take care not to wake her up.
The driver was in his late forty's and was well up for it and even asked me if he could fuck her, I said not this time but perhaps another time.

It was a beautiful summers evening and and I knew that I had no worries about Susan waking up. Between the two of us we soon had her blouse completely removed, I sat back in the drivers seat and watched as the lorry driver began to fondle susan's tits through the open passenger. Door.
He soon moved one hand down to her hairy cunt which I had made fairly wet and I could hear as his fingers slid in and out of her juicy cunt.

I was so excited at watching this man play with my wife that my cock was rock hard and I knew that I was going to have to fuck her as soon as I got her home.

I knew the guy wanted to fuck her but I wasn’t ready for things to go that far YET.
I said to him that if he wanted to he could cum over her,
What anywhere he asked,
yes anywhere you like I replied.
With that he got his cock out which I must admit was bigger than mine and immediately began to wank his cock while he pointed it at Susan.
He very soon came and half of it landed on her tits and the rest landed on her face and in her hair.

I asked him to help me get susan's blouse back on which he did,
he then thanked me and I said that with luck we will meet up again.

I then carried on to our house in Margate and when we arrived out side our house Susan was still out cold,
luckily one of our neighbours was still up and I managed to get him to help me to get Susan inside, we put her on the sofa in the front room and it was then that I noticed that he had his hand up her skirt and was obviously feeling her cunt.
I turned the light on and asked him if he would like a drink, he refused but I couldn’t but help noticing that he was staring at the guys cum that was still in her hair and on her face.

As soon as he had gone I just had to get my cock out and was soon really roughly fucking her cunt.

The next morning luckily for me Susan couldn’t remember a thing,
and it was at that point that I knew that I wanted to see a stranger fucking Susan

Janey is my neighbor and best friend. I've known her for five years and we have been lovers for three. She's a very kinky red head who has introduced me to all kind of sexual expression. Her hubby is very vanilla. My ex was too. And I was brought up as a strict Catholic, and was taught that good girls shouldn't desire sex at all.

Three years ago, when the hubbies had the kids for the day, Janey and I had lunch and girl chat. Janey noticed a that my chin was red. I told her that my hubby (now ex) woke me up for sex that morning and kissed me so hard that his beard irritated my skin. We talked about morning sex, and I told Janey that my hubby was only interested in getting off, and didn't seem to want to please me at all. He was rough and unfeeling when it came to sex. Janey asked me if I had ever made love. And, at first I didn't know what she meant. And then I had to admit that sex was not loving or gentle or satisfying. He just stuck his cock in me and pumped until he came. That was it. Janey told me that her hubby was a little better than that, but the most love she felt was when she slept with other women.

I was so shocked. I didn't think she was that way. She saw my confusion and asked me if I had ever kissed another woman. I said, "No...of course not!" She took my hand and asked if I ever thought about it. I blushed. She drew nearer and said, "I think you'd like it...and how would you know if you don't try it just once." Her green eyes looking into my soul. Her hand moving up my arm. Her soft lips caressing my mouth. I closed my eyes and yielded to the sweet touch of pure sensation. It was so different than what I had imagined or experienced. No urgency. No dominance. No harsh movements or stabbing tongue. Just a soft, sweet caress of her lips. She stopped and looked at me. She smiled at my wide-eyed silence. She kissed me again.

This time her lips were gently parting and I felt the tip of her tongue slip sensuously along my lips. My heart pounded. My hands and arms started to shake. Electricity flowed through my entire pelvis and my pussy began to ache with desire. How could this be? What am I doing? How could something so sweet and sensuous be a sin? I lost myself in sensation after sensation.

The next thing I knew, we were on the floor - my tongue and lips one with hers. Our hands seeking out the hidden places of pleasure. Joining in an erotic symphony of sensual delights. A word was never spoken, as she led me into a new way of loving. She brought me to places no man could, and I had never cum so much in my life. When we were done, we couldn't move.

My sweet Janey has changed my life. And since then, she has introduced me to all kinds of kink. She and I live a double life. White, suburban, Martha Stewart homemakers to the world - raging, sensuous, bisexual demons of sex to each other....and a select few, from time to time. Our families don't know. And that makes it even more sexy.

Imagine returning from work and being greeted by this delightful "little lady"

Motherless: Where you can spew vile racist filth to your heart's delight, but criticizing religion is strictly off-limits.

Romantic date or cheap whore fuck?

It hadn’t taken long to organise... A little chatting, fingers busy on the keyboard, flirtations exchanged, confidences built on the chat screen before moving to the telephone. Then it happened, she hesitantly said “I’ve always wanted to be a whore.” Quite out of the blue when we were considering a meeting.

“Really,” I said. “You just want to be used, paid for raw and base sexual services.”

A moment’s silence then hesitantly “Yes I’ve always wanted that. I want it to be real. I want to be used like a cheap tart. Simply someone who is fucked, fucked hard, used without caring just to satisfy animalistic urges” all came tumbling into my ear.

“Then simples...” I said mimicking the TV meerkat “We have been working up to meeting. You want that and so do I. You want to be a whore and I fantasise about picking up a cheap, no limits prostitute, to use for extremes without caring how she feels. To take what I want. To get myself off and more than once. We have this chance now, this very weekend, before we get to know each other better, to live that fantasy, make it a reality, in comparatively safely and..” I hesitated before saying slowly and deliberately “... and so wantonly depraved and raw.”

“Don’t say anything.” I rattled out before she could reply. “I’m going to ask you some questions about your favourite drinks, work, mundane things to distract you whilst your mind races through the possibilities. When I’m done you can agree or disagree. We can still proceed with a normal date... Do you understand?”

The silence was perhaps four or five seconds but it seemed like an eternity. “Okay then... Yes.” Was her surprisingly soft and hesitant reply

I rambled on for a few minutes. Found that she liked very dry martinis, chilled Chardonnay, was fed up with work, needed more challenges, was tired of petty disputes over car parking spaces under her building and a few other trivial inconsequential minutiae of her daily life.

We knew that our thoughts were elsewhere. Our voices were somewhat monotone, low-key, clearly enunciated. We knew that we were both weighing up the risks, rewards and sheer perversity of what I suggested. Would Friday bring a simple light-hearted, flirtatious date? Slowly building up to tenderness, slow kisses, tentative touching and then, if the gods of happenstance and chemistry shone down upon us, fumbling, exploring and sex. Like millions of other first daters all over the world.

We hadn’t even exchanged photographs. We knew each other’s ages, approximate heights, general look, obviously shared a sense of humour, were skittish, openly flirtatious and both felt very comfortable with all the exchanges we had revelled in up to that moment. We knew we both craved extremes and had vibrant, active and indulgent pasts.

I drew breath and finished my anecdote about a friend and his neighbour who acted like a parking warden, living his life chastising people who parked incorrectly, not in the assigned spaces or didn’t display the residents parking permit correctly on the windscreen. Mindless words that served only to give us both time to consider what we are about to do.

I hesitated for a moment, drew an audible breath and said slowly and deliberately. “It’s decision time... Friday night will be ours regardless. It will be Henry’s bar. You know it and so do I. You have the choice. Either come as you are, the Dottie I have felt so comfortable with over these past two weeks, or embrace our fantasy and become Chloe who will sell herself, without restrictions or limitations, for half a bottle of shared champagne and a £50 note.” I paused wondering how this had all snapped into place in my mind so quickly, so precisely, so fully formed. “Just listen to what I say... Think hard; this is a step into reality not fantasy and when I finish tell me who you will be at 8:30 on Friday in Henry’s."

"It won’t be set in stone, although we both know it is unlikely either will change our minds, back down or shy away." I drew another breath, amazed at the fluency with which the idea was forming unrehearsed. “I want you to know that at any time over the next 70 odd hours you can change your mind. I’ll never refer to this conversation again and we will have a laughter filled, outrageous, warm and intimate evening. All you have to say it’s who you will be, Dottie or Chloe.”

“Text me on Friday morning with the details of something that will make you distinctive so I can pick you out from the throng. I will have a small silver aeroplane in my lapel. The back bar in Henry’s is a great place for an excellent dry martini. When I see you, I will ask if you would enjoy one with me. Look me straight in the eye, tell me you want it stirred, not shaken and diluted like that idiot bond, and I will agree. Tell you what good taste you have, then ask you the question that will steal your fate for the evening.”

“Up to that very instant, that fork in the roads, you’re free to choose the path you will follow. Both routes will be delightful, both will be exciting. One darker, twisting, demanding and deliciously perverted the other broader, easily followed, though still flirtatious and full of adventure. You choose by telling me your name for the night.”

“I will happily share an evening, night, or even the weekend with whoever you choose to be. Dottie will get my full, head on, attention, flirtation and charm. Chloe will be treated like the £50 whore she has always dreamt of being.”

“So... My frolicsome, flirtatious new friend, who do you hope to be on Friday?” The phone fell silent. Only our synchronous laboured breathing troubled the airwaves between us. Seconds ticked past, the silence, in itself, was charged with eroticism and tension.

I heard a slight clearing of the throat, a deeper sharp intake of breath and then the single word “Chloe.”

The exhalation, the relaxation, the sudden rush I felt appeared to come bouncing back at me through the ether, almost a climactic moment. I steadied myself, cleared my throat, and said. “There is nothing more to say... I look forward to Friday, 8:30, Henry’s back bar... I relish buying Chloe but would be delighted if Dottie turned up. I know I can’t lose. So I leave it to you?”

“Yes... Chloe will text you on Friday morning.” She replied, her voice slightly shriller and quicker than before. “She will have thought of something appropriate to wear by then. If nothing else the next 70 hours will be filled with speculation and anticipation... Wait for my text.”

“I will. I most certainly will” I replied, my mind racing through the possibilities. “My phone will never leave me on Friday.” My brain had frozen in the sudden realisation of the pact we had made, but not quite sealed. My thoughts were racing but my tongue was tied. I lamely added “Good night, sleep well.”

“Good night.” Was all I heard as the phone clicked over to that empty, vacant sound of a disconnected call.

What a way to start!

Regardless of who turned up, Dottie or Chloe, I knew that this was going to be the firing up of something incredibly different and truly exciting.

Maybe I’ll write down how it went another day. Truth is often stranger than fiction.

I confess I really love to fart. I love farting in crowded locations like the metro or in a bar, dropping a hot little stinker that will surely be experienced by all. I love giving myself a dutch oven in bed because fresh farts are truly delightful. They smell like bacon flavour crisps. But most importantly, I love the feeling of the tickling vibrations on my asshole when I pop them out.
Am I a freak?

Wife: "How would you describe me?"
Husband: "ABCDEFGHIJK."
Wife: "What does that mean?"
Husband: "Adorable, beautiful, cute, delightful, elegant, fashionable, gorgeous, and hot."
Wife: "Aw, thank you, but what about IJK?"
Husband: "I'm just kidding!"

My confession is... Thank God my Father in law is here for me. My name is Melissa. The time was my wedding day, over 4 years ago I was 19 now although it seems like yesterday. That day went from being the most hectic of my life to the best in a split second. Growing up I was an ok looking girl, I had B cup breasts and a skinny figure size 0 size 6 today marriage...lol. Being a natural brunette with milky white skin glasses and braces made me even more of a nerd. I was by no means a slut when I was younger but I did have my share of sex, then I met Andrew. Andrew was the answer to all my prayers for a man. He was athletic, extremely handsome, and had some money. He asked me to marry him I would have been insane to say no.

Andrews dads name is Rick, he's 46. I asked him to give me away at the wedding because my father had left us many years before. I think I was 8 when I last saw him. Mom thought my Uncle should give me away but I had lived with Andrew and his dad for over a year and i wanted the family to get along.

On my wedding day Rick and I were talking about the wedding and getting things together to drive to the church we were laughing playing and throwing things just having fun all around.he was tickling and poking me when in the heat of the moment. I dragged him to the ground as we wrestled and we rolled across the floor tickling and laughing. I felt his breath on my neck as we tussled and I started to feel differently. I realized I was becoming aroused. Instinctively I rubbed my own crotch against his leg that was between my own. He didn't seem to notice but I was becoming wetter and wetter by the second. I realized that I had never been with a older guy before and would like to try it someday. Suddenly he grabbed my tits and said "Well, maybe you'll give me a private show sometime." I wondered if he was thinking what I was thinking at that point. In a panic I rested my head on his chest, taking all the comfort from him I could. I noticed that his breathing was getting deeper. Maybe heavier? He ran his hands through my hair and I dropped my hand down to his knee and quite instinctively squeezed his thigh. I felt him jump a bit but he didn't say anything. He just continued to run his hands through my hair. My breath started to get shallow and come in shorter gasps. I was becoming excited, and very very wet. I needed love and I needed it now. I was dying for an orgasm. I raised my head up to meet my future father in laws and he started to kiss me. I looked at him with my best bedroom eyes and he continued to kiss my face. I started to breathe heavily. "Don't worry precious," he whispered to me, "daddy's here." I almost melted right there. I was totally his now. He could do anything he wanted with me and I hoped he would. We were both becoming violently aroused and nothing could stop us from doing what was to follow. My hands reached up and squeezed his cock. He exhaled loudly when I did that. " I whispered, "I need to be naked for you." I told him. "Yesssssss precious Melissa, Daddy wants you. I want to pleasure you."

"God take me. Fuck me." I responded.

Finally he took off my shirt and seen my push up bra and tiny tits. I stood before him and took off my jeans, revealing the thong panties. Rick pulled the material of my panties aside and, all the while looking lovingly into my eyes, began to eat my dripping pussy. I almost fainted when his tongue found my clit. Andrew was never very good at giving head, he used a very stiff tongue and moved his tongue from side to side. Rick's tongue was soft and wet. He lapped at my clit like a kitten lapping at milk. I practically fell down in ecstasy. He noticed this and stood before me, face to face. I kissed him passionately and he layed me down on the floor. I gladly spread my legs for him, exposing my hairy unshaven pussy. I wanted him between my legs. As if he read my mind he got down on his hands and knees and dropped his head between my legs. I felt his tongue invade me and I convulsed in pleasure.

"FUCK!" I yelled.

I am gonna be a bad girl for you I'm your slut. Make me fuckin' cum!" I said to he just smiled and buried his face in my dripping pussy. I just about fainted with the ferocity of his tongue attack. His silky wet tongue swirled all over my clit and I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips. I felt the two fingers of his other hand slide into me and I humped against them as hard as I possibly could.

"Lick my asshole." I commanded breathlessly.

He looked up at me, "are you sure you want me to?" He asked.

"I need it, I need your tongue on my ass. That's how I like it."

The next thing I knew I felt my ass cheeks being spread and Rick's tongue
invading my ass. I really began to hyperventilate. This was better than any man had ever given me. I was about to cum when he stopped eating me, I looked at him with disappointment but he only smiled.

"Get on your hands and knees for me Melissa. Daddy has a treat for you."

I did as he asked with great urgency, I needed to cum or I would explode.
He undressed and he wasn't very large or thick but I didn't care. He got behind me in less
than a minute. I felt the head of it invade me and begin to slide into
me. The thing was Andrew was bigger than his dad but i was so hot, I screamed as he thrust the thing all the way into me and started to fuck me rapidly. I felt him reach over and grab my hair, pulling me back towards him. I immediately started humping against him. The only sounds in the entire house now were that of our bodies slapping together, my fiancés dad grunts of exertion and my moans and screams.

"Fuck me Melissa my precious. Hump me you little slut, as hard as you can.
Daddy will make you cum as hard as you need to."

"Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me!" I panted over and over. He
continued to thrust into me as hard as he possibly could and I was
approaching nirvana. I had never been fucked this hard before.

"UnghhhhhhhhhhH! FUCKKKKKKKKK!!!" I remember yelling and then I continued a
string of curses and moans. To heighten my sensation he brought his free
hand down hard on my ass cheek, spanking me hard. I came again when he did
it.

After a few minutes I stopped humping and rested a moment on the floor,
I could still feel his cock.

"Don't ever leave me Dad." I whispered that was the first time I called him that.

"I'm yours precious, always have been, always will be." He whispered in
that soothing tone of his again. I knew everything was going to be all
right. He pulled out of me and let go of my hair and I fell to the
floor. I looked around at Rick with animal lust in my eyes. It was almost incest . It was wrong, it was all I wanted.

I jumped on him like a lioness attacking her prey. He could only squeal
with delight. I grabbed his cock and kissed my way down his body, I ran my tongue through his pubic hair and he moaned. I immediately went for it.

"God Damn it Melissa! Tongue me baby! Tongue fuck me!" I was shocked to hear him talk like this but I admit it turned me on like nothing else I had ever experienced. He started to pant and claw at my hair as I sucked older cock for the first time.

"God Melissa you give the best head you little slut!" He screamed.

I was amazed that he said that and I loved it, he was everything I ever
wanted in a lover. When I inserted a fingertip in his asshole and he
immediately came harder than anyone I had ever seen. I was in love. After several minutes he recovered and looked up at me, smiling. I smiled back I was so proud to give him such an orgasm.
"That was the best I had ever had." I told her.

"We'll top this.... every night from here on in." he said as he kissed me again we left for the church and he fucked me one more time there sending me down the aisle to his son dripping his cum out of my pussy. We still live with Andrews Dad and I now think of my father in law as my friend, lover, and confidante. And I've never been happier!

I thought i would share a memory from 25 years ago, of a friend of mines now wife, but back then, soon wife to be.
She used to come out with him every weekend, and meet up with a group of his friends, of which i was one.
One Saturday about a couple of months before they married, we were in a pub, and they were sat on high chairs at the bar, and he was talking to someone he knew, and she was sat next to him, but facing us, his friends, who were sat at a table opposite them.
Now she always loved wearing a micro skirt, and that evening was no different, and so there she was, our friends soon wife to be, sitting opposite us with this micro skirt on, but then to our delight she opened her legs wider, and we could see that she wasn`t wearing panties, and her lovely pussy was winking at us. She stayed sat with her legs apart until our friend finished his conversation at the bar, and they came and joined us. Did she know what she was doing, or was it an accidental viewing that we received? I`ve no idea, but we loved the view regardless. Sadly it was before the days of mobile phones with cameras, else i`m sure one of us could have got away with taking a sneeky pic.
To be honest, at their wedding a couple of months later, it was difficult to look at her without thinking of that night, and her pussy show. She is still married to our friend 25 years on, and he is still oblivious to the fact that all of his friends got a nice viewing of his wifes pussy all those years ago. Whether she knew or not, only she knows, but i`d like to think that she was doing it knowing full well what we were seeing, and it gave her as big thrill as it gave us!

This past Friday night, with my wife back East visiting relatives, I invited over a new friend for a sleepover. We'd met three months ago on a local dating site and had fucked before -- always at her place -- with two four-hour sessions to our credit. She's exactly half my age (35 to 70) and a bit on the chubby side, but her height (5-11) helps make up for the 160-plus pounds she carries, and twice-a-week Pilates keeps her firm. She's a natural blonde with 36D breasts, plus nipples that always seem to be fully erect.

I picked her up at her townhouse, and we headed to a Middle Eastern restaurant on my side of town for dinner. As usual, our conversation was a mixture of contemporary thought (she's an attorney; I'm a tech writer), politics (we're both quite liberal), and sexual teasing. With our meal completed, we hopped back into my car for the 10-minute drive back to my condo. Since the building only has a single elevator and everyone there knows me (I'm on the HOA board), I was relieved that we didn't see a single resident as we traveled between the underground garage and my front door.

I took a quick shower while she made herself comfortable in my bedroom. Knowing her proclivity for squirting, I'd taken the time earlier that day to strip my bed down to its fitted sheet, under which I'd laid several bath towels. It proved to be a worthwhile exercise in caution.

As I emerged from the bathroom wearing a pair of red silk boxers, I saw her playing with my cat while she had on only a bra and panties. "Orange isn't exactly your color," I said half-playfully. "Well, you'll just have to take them off, then," was her reply. Since I'm only an inch taller than her, kissing is a very delightful and simple process, and we lip-locked probably a hundred times over the ensuing 14-plus hours. She beat me to the punch and unhooked her bra, to which I voiced a mild objection. "I'm very mechanically minded," I said. "Besides, I was unhooking bras long before you were born." She laughed and shrugged her shoulders, which caused her bra to fall to the floor. "Oops," she squealed." "I guess you'll have to pick that up, Mister Mechanically Minded."

We made out for a bit while standing up, her tugging on my erect, silk-covered cock, while I cupped her breasts and sucked insistently on each of her nipples. She reached down to rearrange her panties and let me know they were of the crotchless variety. I soon ran my fingers up and down her rapidly moistening slit before tugging them off entirely. She climbed onto the bed, and I kicked off my shorts before joining her. Hands went immediately to each partner's genitals, and we French-kissed furiously while tugging and stroking.

After a few minutes of that, I flipped her onto her back. She knew what was next and opened her legs invitingly. I dove down between her pale, creamy thighs and began to slurp long, extended licks from the base of her pussy to her little pearl-sized clit. "I brought my trimmer, if that's too hairy for you," she offered. Her pubic area boasted a neat triangle of dark-blonde stubble, but it was hardly bush-like. "Hey," I countered. "I grew up in the '60s, when no one ever heard of a shaved crotch." Then I really went to work on her.

I've been fortunate to have had sex with a few multi-orgasmic women in my time, but she is clearly the queen of that realm. In our previous two encounters, I'm guessing she came dozens of times in a four-hour span. It's hard to keep track, though, because she crests from one peak to another in such a seamless way that's it's closer to one giant, rolling orgasm. I alternated between one finger inside and thrusting, two fingers inside and mashing up against her g-spot, and three fingers inside and twisting. As for attending to her clit, I alternately flicked it with my tongue, sucked it hard between my lips, nibbled on it gently with my teeth, brushed it back and forth with the fingers of my other hand, and pressed it hard against her pubic bone with my thumb.

After a good 20-30 minutes of pussy attention -- and a request by her for me to take a break -- I rolled onto my back and she proceeded to give me a very thorough blow job. I'm not terribly large (5.75 inches long and circumcised), so it's not difficult for her to take me entirely into her mouth. She calls that her "disappearing dick trick," and she accompanies the oral action with some digital ball-sack manipulation. Then she decided it was time to fuck, so she climbed on top of me and rode me to three pussy-grinding orgasms. Given my lack of length, her enthusiastic back-and-forth rocking caused me to fall out a couple of times. I was about to apologize (for the second time) about being a bit short when she railed against that.

"Don't you dare say 'sorry' again," she said. "You're nice and thick, and I don't know a single woman who would prefer a long skinny dick to a wide one like yours that fills her up." Secretly I doubted her statement, but I was enjoying the situation way too much to object. After her third orgasm, and sensing I wasn't quite ready to come, she climbed off and went down on my cock again, expressing her love for tasting her pussy juice on my dick. After a bit of that, I tugged on her hair and she slid up the bed so we could lie side by side. She used her left hand to firmly stroke my erection while I reached down with my left hand and played with her clit.

One of the things we enjoy during our sessions is telling each other naughty stories about previous encounters with others. Her initial "bedtime story" that night involved relating a visit she'd made to a friend of hers who was in Dallas on business. She flew down there at his invitation for a one-nighter, but realized upon showing up at his hotel that she'd forgotten to bring any condoms. [I've been vasectomized, and we're both very careful to "play safe" with others -- not that I've had any action other than with her for quite a while -- so she and I bareback it with each other, but she employs condoms with all other partners.] It was a Sunday night, and the local CVS had closed early due to a worker shortage. "So, we stuck to oral for a while," she related to me. "And then he fucked my ass, which seemed like the best option at the time." It was that last bit that put me over the top, and cum shot out of my dick and cascaded down across her hand like a lava flow. She was quite fastidious in cleaning it up with her tongue, sucking on her fingers in dramatic fashion as the final drops disappeared into her beautiful mouth.

I wasn't anywhere near finished with her, however, and she spent the next half hour or so submitting to my various efforts. It usually takes her a while to work her way up to a squirting orgasm, but I was determined to bring her to that level before we called it a night. As it turned out, it only took about three minutes of highly focused finger-fucking for her to spurt forth, and she managed two additional squirts over the ensuing 10 minutes, the last of which she induced herself with two of her fingers pile-driving into her pussy while I rubbed her clit with such speed that my hand was nearly a blur.

At that point we figured we'd reached a good stopping point. It was after 11 pm, and we were both fairly worn out. While she headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and pee, I grabbed the rest of the bed covers (a top sheet plus a down comforter) and got the bed ready for the night. We both decided to sleep in the nude -- "In case one of us gets horny in the dark," she said with a wink -- and snuggled for a bit before rolling onto our respective sides in preparation for sleep. My bed is only a double, so it's pretty narrow for two people. We drifted off to sleep naked-butt-to-naked-butt.

For some reason, I woke up just before two a.m. While asleep we'd ended up facing each other, and as I awoke I decided to "test the waters" and see if she was game for a late-night fuck. As soon as I slid my hand between her tucked-together thighs, she leaned into me and said, "It's about time you woke up." "What do you mean?" I asked somewhat stupidly. "Well," she went on, "I've been playing with my clit for the past 10 minutes and waiting for you to notice that the mattress was rocking." I was hard almost instantly, which for a guy my age, is nothing short of miraculous. It only took me a moment, however, to seize the situation. In a flash (which, for a 70-year-old guy, is probably measurable in minutes), I threw off the covers and got on top of her. She pushed me away just long enough to draw her legs up toward her chest, and then she guided my cock into her pussy. It didn't take me long to pound away, although I was only able to keep up the thrusting for a couple of minutes before my arms got tired of holding the rest of my body up above hers. Sensing my dilemma, and clearly not willing to have me stop, she pulled me down so I was lying fully on top of her, and after another few minutes of enthusiastic fucking, I came hard inside her pussy.

At that point I was breathing pretty hard, but I had the presence of mind to roll off her (I weigh around 230 pounds) and catch my breath while lying on my own side of the bed. She reached up with one hand and pressed her fingertips against my neck, physically taking note of my pulse rate. "I guess you'll live through the night," she said in a humorous tone. "Besides, my CPR training has lapsed." "Ha-ha," was about all I could manage in reply.

We fell back asleep but woke up almost simultaneously around eight o'clock. A quick trip to the bathroom for each of us, and we were back at it. Our morning session only lasted about 90 minutes, but she got in a good dozen orgasms and I made sure she got a good taste of her cum-filled pussy as I dipped my fingers into her snatch and coated them with a mixture of our respective juices before shoving them into her mouth. After a short rest, we climbed into the shower together and did a pretty good job of cleaning each other off. She admitted to being a bit sore from all the attention her pussy had received, so I avoided doing anything sexual to her as the water cascaded down around us, but she gave me a very nice soap-covered hand job as a reward of sorts.

After getting dressed and making sure she'd packed up all her stuff, we went to a nearby deli for brunch, and then I dropped her off at home. I'm not sure when we'll meet next -- we each have busy work schedules, and she has a couple of business trips set for the next month -- but I know the next time we're together it'll be more of the same. I'm already looking forward to it!

@BlackDes .....Ooh my handsome AF Master!!!!! This reminds me of the breakfast you made for me that morning in Detroit!!! Only w cuffs!!! Looks delightful ...... shall we?