Ok so this is my first post, and by the seems of things a bit of a lame one I will admit. I've been a ML addict for quite a while, uploaded a few images & videos of other peoples stuff and made a few gallerys of stuff I love, but never put anything up that was actually personal.

I've been with a girl (Lisa) since Uni, for just over 7 years. She's really a great girl who I have semi moved in with, it's my place and she stays over most weeks. I live in a small part of a quiet country but I'm from a large town. She's a country girl who's quite shy but made the first move on me back when we started, and from that point on things were great. 2 years in and after moving into a new place at uni a new girl, Jemma, moved in, and after a few months we had a serious affair (even to the point where she'd let me fuck her anally without any concerns. All the time I stayed with Lisa, and I felt bad for cheating on her like that, but I couldn't help myself for wanting Jemma. I moved back home from uni, and cut things off with Jemma after Lisa broke things off with me. I made the big effort and made a declaration to Lisa that I wanted to stay with her and meant to marry her. That was 4/5 years ago, and I stayed faithful as I wanted things to work out. I moved back to the opposite side of the country to be with her, and took a job down here to be with her.

About 2 months after taking this job I met a girl (Kerry) who used to have my job (running a bar/ hotel) before she went away travelling. She came back to start working while she decided on her next step in life, and the first time I met her I was having a meal there with Lisa. She walked over to me to ask for help with some problem they were having, and my jaw dropped. This Kerry was stunning. I dropped the meal with my GF to help Kerry out with this problem, and was instantly drawn to her. We spent 2 years working alongside each other, flirty banter rolling off our lips like there was no tomorrow and no consequences. The beauty of it being at work was that Lisa was never there to see it. Nothing ever happened between us, and Kerry took a job working on 5* international cruise liners. She'd be away for 4 months at a time, and back for 2 months or so. I never felt anything for Kerry beyond a severe lust towards her flesh, but whenever I was with Lisa it just disappeared because I love Lisa enough.

Lisa is that sort of girl that is lovely, seriously homely, and has never really moved away from her family farm. She has an awful habit of dragging me down a bit with little remarks about things I like or want to do, by simply disapproving of it, not that I really pay any attention to her protests but I still hear them. I know her whole family (after 7 years not suprising, since I lived with her immediate family for a year when I first started my new job), and they all love me.

Kerry came back some time last year, and left early September and it was like she'd never been away. We went straight back into the flirting, but working in hospitality you sort of expect that behaviour, and she's got that flirty personality that I just passed it off as her being herself. One night after she finished and sat drinking at the bar I drove her home, and when she went to kiss me goodnight on the cheek she tried to kiss me. I wanted Kerry to kiss me, but out of some sense of honour I stopped it, and told her that it was because of Lisa that it couldn't happen. She got out of the car accepting this, and I didn't see her again properly until about 4 months ago when she came home on an extended leave.

I came back to work after 4 weeks off, and she was back there. Same Kerry as always, and damned near every male in the village telling me how stunning she is, like I needed any reminder! We were back to the flirting, the occaisional innocent touch as we passed behind each other but nothing untoward. She refused to give me a goodnight kiss on the cheek when I took her home, until one night I called her up on it. From then on she'd ask for a lift home, kiss me goodnight and that would be that... We had our laughs, and we get on like such a goddamned house on fire that I felt like we were back to how we were early last year. We even played a joke on a customer, telling him that we had gotten engaged, and that I'd proposed to her in the supermarket. She made the whole story up herself, and all I had to do was go along with it. That night we had a few drinks behind the bar, and since I'd had too much to drive she told me in no uncertain terms that I would be staying at hers, in the spare room. We snook back into hers, she went to kiss me goodnight on the cheek as usual, and I felt her almost trying to kiss me again. I ignored it and went to sleep in the spare room as I didn't want to get back into that situation again (I didn't even know at this point if she'd remembered what she'd done last year).

Then last friday night happened. Now bear in mind, Kerry has haunted my thoughts since that first kiss. I dwelt on that attempted kiss, even until that Friday. Kerry and I were working behind the bar, she had a few drinks more than me and I took her home as per usual. We got outside her house and we went for the usual peck on the cheek and again she goes to kiss me. Now being as crazy about Kerry as I am, and after kicking myself for nearly a year about not accepting the last kiss I uttered "For fucks sake..." and kissed her back. After a half hour of making out, me taking her clothes off and winding up rubbing her clit through her panties she stopped me, and it got a little awkward. She told me it couldn't happen as I was "smitten" with Lisa, and that she had felt like such a fool for trying to kiss me the first time. Also that she had liked me back then, and after the liquid courage had tried to kiss me because of that. I told her that I had made my bed and that I supposed I ought to lie in it (with Lisa). She reminded me that I'm only 27, and we had a stilted sort of conversation, with her getting out of the car telling me that I needed to sort my shit out and not just for her sake.

I got back to my house with Lisa in bed at about 5am, with her all lined up to hostess my family around the area for the weekend. I spent all weekend with her slightly grumpy for no apparent reason to her, though it was really because I didn't know what the hell to make of the Friday night/ Saturday morning. This girl I had tried to convince myself that I didn't want had made another move on me, and I simply couldn't stop myself a second time... She's THAT hot! Lisa took my infernal family out for the weekend and did her best to take care of them, all the time I'm wishing to see Kerry again.

Tuesday comes around and Lisa decides that she's going back to the farm for the week as she needs to catch up on the work she's missed. Her self confidence is low in general, and I know she would be beyond distraught if she had any idea of what had happened Friday night, never mind the ensuing Tuesday night.

Kerry had arranged to have a few leaving drinks on the Tuesday night, as she was going away to a wedding today. One of my absolute best friends Barry was invited, though by a circumstance I wound up back at work on my own so they all came into my bar to be around me. Kerry, her sister, a friend of hers and another girl from work. Barry I know has a big thing for Kerry, as has most of the male population of the village. All of them sat the other side of the bar with Barry having a great laugh, but me with eyes only for Kerry. It got to 1am and I closed the bar, Kerry a total clusterfuck with drink after doing a few body shots off the other girl from work and a couple off me.

I went downstairs to cash up for the night, Kerry comes down to ask if she can have another round of shots even though we're after the license. I tell her of course she can, we chat a while before she says to me "Ok, so I'm going to go back upstairs because I want to kiss you right now, and it's bad". I tell her "Sometimes people do bad things" and she walks right over, sits on my lap and kisses the hell out of me. I've had enough of fighting the urge to get my hands on her and went back for her. I'm half watching the CCTV cameras to make sure no-one comes downstairs to catch us, and proceed to heat things up a bit. I eventually stop her, tell her to get her ass back upstairs and pour that round of shots out before some-one suspects something. She goes back up, I finish off cashing up and she's back downstairs for another bottle just as I'm putting the nights takings in the safe. I grab her again and kiss her, which she tells me "You think this is a game, but it won't last", and after a short making out she goes back upstairs.
I get upstairs, she leads me out the back of the bar out of sight and starts making out with me again, obviously I have no compunction about it by now and am eager just to get my hands on her.

Eventually we get everybody out for gone 2am, and I am told I'm giving her a lift home, to which we get in the car and we're instantly back on each other. We go for a drive and wind up out in the middle of nowhere, parked up in a layby on a tiny little country lane. We start talking about what happened, and how she's irritated that I have a GF, but that I kissed her. She tries to tell me that I must've known she's liked me for such a long time. I tell her that I couldn't have known as she seems to be like that with everyone, and that until she tried to kiss me on the Friday night I didn't know if it was just the alcohol that was what had made her try to kiss me the first time. She understood that, and we talked about how she had wanted me for such a long time, but thought herself such a fool for trying to kiss me the first time. She then told me that she's never really had a relationship with anyone as she has people she fucks, and people she likes, and never the twain shall meet. Until me. She really likes me for myself, my personality and the way we just suit each other, and obviously in a sexual way. I tell her about how much I've wanted her since I first laid eyes upon her. We talk then about her personality, as she likes new toys all the time; new gadgets, new clothes, new stuff all the time. I wanted to know whether it was just the thrill of a new thing, and that once played with and done with that it goes back on the shelf and is never wanted again, as that's what I don't want to become. She tells me she's not even sure if that's what it is, compounded by the fact that I belong to someone else and that I'm supposed to be unobtainable, but also that she wants more than anything to be with me. She also says that she intends to spend the remainder of the next 10 years working on Cruise ships.
She then says that she's not sure if I'm essentially just an itch that she has to scratch and that it would get me out of her system. I tell her "There's only one way to find out", to which she plants herself on me again. This time we kiss and kiss and eventually wind up getting naked in my car, I frig her off to the tune of 2 courses of multiple orgasms committing every moment to memory in case it never happens again. We don't fuck, but after eating her out and hearing her come so many times the 2 hours we spend at it become too much. We get dressed and I take her home, with her telling me that she wants to fuck me on the bosses desk. Kerry tells me she's going to kiss me again before she leaves to go back to the house, and we part for the day.

Then yesterday I knew I had to see her again before she goes away for another 4 months, and that I had to see if when she was sober she still felt the same. I pick her up after going for a meal with Barry, talking of nothing but her (and how she's said to him that on her wedding night she intends to perform the Selma Hyek dancer scene out of From Dusk Til Dawn for her husband!). We go for a drive and park up outside where I go to the gym, and we talk shit for an hour or so with me just resting my hands on her legs. She tells me she had better get back as she's done no packing, at which point I decide that I have to taste her lips again. We make out for another half hour at least, and we stop because she's leaving in a few hours. I take her home again, she kisses me passionately on her driveway and says goodbye.

She's as cold and dispassionate about people as I can be, and this makes it hard to read precisely what's going on... but it also makes her such a fucking ball-breaker!

I guess I'm posting this because I need some feedback on what I should do, I still love Lisa but I'm not sure that I can love her that much as I'm willing to do all that with Kerry? But if I'm not going to see Kerry for 2/3rds of the year? And what if I am just an itch that has been scratched, is it worth throwing away 7 years with a girl that is still devoted to me?

What would you guys do?

PS- thanks for reading.... I know it's fucking dull!

I fucked my wife's friend.

She is, actually my SIL's friend, but my wife knows her, as well. She is a very beautiful brunette, I think she is 39, slim, with big tits, and all in all great figure. I am married for a long time, and my wife and her sister are very close, so I heard a few things about her friend - she was unhappy in marriage, cheating frequently, and all this was said in the tone of "she is acting like a slut".

And she was always super flirty with everyone, even me, but I guessed that is just how she is, never gave any extra thought to it, until she started going to my gym.

Talked to her a few times, she was giggly, flirty, like always. I must admit, I did position myself to get as much eye candy while she worked out, what can one do, I am a man after all. Soon enough she started asking me for advice, on how to do certain exercises, and I gladly helped, and, we started working out together, where we would even text back and forth, and schedule our next sessions.

I told this to my wife, didn't want her to find out any other way, and she didn't mind. Well, that was a mistake.

This woman wanted me, and she didn't hesitate to make that clear to me. I was in doubt, with a clear head, I would never do it, but our sexual desires are hard to control, especially when we have someone just offering themselves to us.

So, one evening, after our work out, I asked her to come over for coffee. She asked if my wife is busy, will we be bothering her, and when I responded that her and the kids are away for the weekend, she said yes.

We both knew what was gonna happen, and as soon as we got in, started kissing. I couldn't hold myself, I bent her over on the sofa, and pulled her leggings down. I wanted to eat her sweat soaked pussy and ass, but when I ran my hand over her lips, she was wet as a fountain. So, no time for that, and I just stuck my cock in her.

I fucked her hard, fast, with full thrusts in and out, while slapping her ass. Oh, how hard she moaned. In the end, I pulled out, and came all over her ass, making sure to cover both of her cheeks. She smiled, pulled her leggings up, without even wiping, kissed me, and said she has to go, her husband is waiting for her.

At that point, I didn't care what will happen. I figured, this is a start of something, that I will fuck her many times, even started going through scenarios of what I might do next, got hard again, and even jerked off, the same night.

Well, tomorrow morning, she texted me that she is changing gyms, and that she wanted to thank me for all the help I gave her in her work out routine.

I think she got cold feet, being afraid that if this comes out, she will lose all of her friends, and that is true.

And I am left here, thinking of all the things I could do to her, that night, that I missed out on. Still, can't complain, had sex with a hot woman, what more can one ask.

I have been having sex with my “friends” daughter. I don’t feel bad or have any regrets. She is a complete smoke show. There is a large age gap but we are both adults. 
i was married for the better part of 20 years. Once the divorce was finalized i explored my bisexual side which I still love. However, when Tanya and I reconnected after all the years I missed her growing up. We actually hit it off immediately on the romantic side.
ive always liked younger women, however this is the youngest I’ve gone. She is 5’2”, extremely petite. Maybe 90 pounds at most. Long legs and blond hair with green eyes. Her breasts are so small they are sexy as fuck. A large A cup at most.
we don’t have any other plans to get into a serious relationship. It’s basically hot sex and friendship. With no strings attached. I could see it being worse if I was closer with her mom but time has away way of separating people. 
What’s your opinion on this?  

About 6 months ago my daughter took me out to the bar to celebrate my 60th birthday. We had dinner and was enjoying some drinks when one of her childhood friends came in and she invited her to join us. Erica was a very attractive woman in her mid 30's and has an amazing set of tits on her. My daughter suggested we all leave and go back to my house to smoke some weed. Erica said she hasn't smoked for years that her husband didn't like her doing it but agreed to go with us.

The girls stayed up talking and smoking while I went to bed. My daughter had to drive back home the next day and I had the house all to myself again.... Later in the evening I heard a knock on my door and it was Erica and she asked if Kathy was home.. I told her she had left but could come in if she would like...She walked and I offered her a drink and asked if she had fun the night before. She said yes and asked if I had any more weed... We started smoking and talking and she said she really missed getting high...I told her she could come over anytime and it would be our little secret...She laughed and thanked me.

In a couple days she came back over and we got high again. She started asking me why I never got married again after my wife passing away 10 years prior and I just said I haven't found the right person yet. She continued saying it must be hard living alone for all these years and I said it was but I survive. She starts talking about her marriage saying her husband hasn't touched her for months. I told I couldn't believe that and that it's been since my wife passed since I've been with a woman. She thanked me for the weed and talking with her and I told her to come back over anytime.

A week went by and she showed up again wanting to get high. We smoked and was talking when I felt her hand on my leg, It startled me at first but I didn't mind. She said she had been thinking about me being alone for all these years and wondered if there was anything she could do for me. I didn't what so say but just that I was okay.... She looked at me saying she wanted to thank me for talking with her and getting her high and her hand moved to my cock!!! She started opening my pants saying I bet you miss this and pulls my cock out...I taken by surprise but its been so long since a woman touched my cock I didn't stop her. She stroked me and soon had her mouth wrapped around my cock making me cum in no time!!!

A month went by and she showed up again wanting to get high and again sucking my cock. But this time I started touching her and taking her top off to see her gorgeous tits!! She finished me again got dressed and left.

Another two weeks went by till she returned but this time I wanted more!! I started touching her getting her tits out again and putting my hand down her pants feeling her moist pussy. She had my cock in her hand as I opened her pants and she pushed them to the floor. I fingered her as she stroked my cock and soon had my face between her legs tasting her juices while she sucked me off again!!!

Being 60 my cock doesn't last as long as it used to but the next time she showed up I wasn't to waste time.... She walked in and I just started undressing her and licking her pussy...After she cum on my face a few times I was hard and I just stuck my cock inside her. It felt amazing being inside a womans pussy again and I shot my load inside her....We sat naked together and smoked and she said she didn't mean for this to go that far that she just wanted to help me out a little. I apologized and said I couldn't myself and just wanted to fuck her.

I haven't seen her now for over a month but hope she comes back over someday

I miss working at the strip clubs and letting guys who buy lap dances cum in my pussy from secretly riding their bare cock so the managers and security can’t see me. I get off on this and charge them a separate fee so I make a little money on the side from using my pussy. Different guys just buy lap dances throughout the night and I’ll take their out their zipper hole and put it in my bare pussy while giving a naked dance. They usually cum pretty fast. I once gave a guy a lap dance after giving another who came in my pussy, and he saw the other guys cum dripping from my leg. He didn’t care, he still paid to fuck my pussy. I love this life.

I went to a wedding on Friday night at a fairly posh rugby club with my wife and got a bit carried away with a stranger.

Everyone was a bit drunk and stood around outside talking and I got talking to this slightly chavvy looking girl about 30 years old. She was quite giddy and telling me about how wedding are the ultimate hook up and that she was pissed off all the groomsmen were spoken for. As she was a bit drunk and didn't seem like she would hold back on the details I asked her about past hookups. She went into detail about fucking the best man in the back of the wedding car one time, and wanking someone off during the wedding meal under the table when she was a bridesmaid a few years back, but said she hadn't had any fun like that in ages since having a kid.
By this point I wasn't hard, but wasn't soft and when she noticed and said that I must have enjoyed her stories. Just as she noticed, my wife came out with a drink for me and joined the conversation and we switched topic to normal wedding speak. Luckily managed to hide the small bulge that had started by putting my hand in my pocket.
About 10 mins later the best man announced that the speeches were starting and for all of us to return inside. Thinking nothing of it we started to head into the main building, my wife running ahead as she had to take a position at the top table with the other bridesmaid.
As we were going into the building the woman i was speaking to - who i still didn't know the name of, pulled me to one side and whilst biting her lip said I had one chance if I wanted to fuck a complete stranger.
I had seconds to decide what to do. I was worried that people would notice I was missing, but my wife would be on a separate table to me, and I didn't know any of the people I was sat with anyway...
I decided to go for it. She took my hand and pulled me around the side of the building near the service area biting her lip and half giggling as we went.
when we were around the corner she pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard, asking straight away if I had protection with me. Obviously I didn't. As she kissed me, her hands ran down into my trousers and she started wanking my soft cock. Within a few mins she was semi crouched taking me into her mouth - it's been years since I've had anything other than my wife on my cock and it felt amazing. She was no amateur and had definitely done this many times before!
She carried on sucking me for a bit whilst her other hand was slowly caressing under her dress - although i couldn't see what she was doing. I heard laughter from inside, the groom was starting to give his speech. All of a sudden the woman stopped sucking me and got up grabbed my hand and thrust it towards her pussy. her pants were pulled to the side a bit and I could feel her warm,wet snatch. Instantly i shoved 2 fingers up there and had her moaning into my suit jacket. A couple more minutes of this and she said she was about to cum, grabbing my shoulder as my fingers hit her gspot over and over. The groom had finished his speech I think as there was a round of applause inside just before this.

She was partly limp after she came and I thought this was it, but unexpectedly she said rather chav-ly "Im so fucking wet" grabbed my dick and pulled it towards her wet cunt. She was obviously drunk as she asked me again if I had a condom. Sadly she said i couldn't cum inside her and. After geting sucked earlier I was all but ready to nut. Her leg partly wrapped round me I pumped my cock in her for a couple of minutes as more laughter and applause came from inside. I told her that I was about to cum and she took my cock out her pussy and started to jack it and got down and pressed her lips against the tip as she looked up. "Don't get any on my fucking face, right". Not the hottest thing i've heard, but I didn't care as seconds later i came in her mouth. A good few pumps of spunk later she got up and adjusted her dress said "needed that" and started to walk off! Casually slipped into the room as the speeches were drawing to a close and people were starting to move out their seats toward the bar, didn't see the woman again till after the meal.

She sat a couple of tables away, pretty much blanking me as if nothing had happened, then goes to kiss the bloke next to her. She had her boyfriend/partner with her the filthy slut! Kissing him with a mouth that had been around my cock less than an hour ago!

Wish we got a bit longer though, she had massive tits that were pretty much hanging out her dress that I would love to have played with or shot my load all over. Would love to have taken her to my car and railed her during the evening reception! her pussy was suprisingly tight and she looked like the sort of slag who would let me put it up her arse!

got home that night and my wife was in the mood, I had to "perform" again after being drained of spunk already. Never even got her name.

In 7th grade, on the bus ride home I saw a girl's pussy. I used to crush on her pretty hard, and would still love to nail her today. She was wearing those little denim shorts, and at that point in time the girls were actually getting in trouble for wearing shorts that were too skimpy, but she was petite so they fit her loosely.

I thought looking back at her might score me an "upskirt" so to speak, and I got my wish. Red silk/satin panties, but then she moved her legs just the slightest amount, and bam! pussy flashed out! It was awesome, the perfect slit kind of pussy, y'know? Thin lips, a bit wet too or it might've been the sunlight from the windows which actually helped illuminate the shadow of her shorts in the first place. :-D

I like to imagine that she was shaved up top but the way she was sitting just showed me her pussy through the thin space of her pant leg, not her pubes if she had any at the time.

Here's a picture of her now. She went down a bad path, but she's cleaning up her act. I wish I could fuck her and watch her clean up my cum from her face. Yes, she's over 18 now. She's actually 22, just a few months younger than I am. She has a kid, with another on the way. Hope that pussy still looks great. Would love to see it and taste it someday. We used to grade each other's papers (stupid idea by the teacher but whatever) in 6th grade, and she would be honest with my scores which I didn't mind, but I would give her more points than she actually deserved from missing questions that I would ignore. Shaving points, y'know, but in the opposite way. Looking back, I was so shy and we never really talked much. But man, she's just MY TYPE, you know? Luckily I found "Lil Candy" to substitute my desire, and her skinny days resemble her. She also has a tongue ring, which would feel great on my dick. Perfect DSL lips, too. I would love to gloss them up more with a big load.

Friday Night….

On a warm Friday evening back in 2019, around 6p, I get a desperate call from my best friend… “Can you stay at the house this weekend, entertain her, please” he desperately begins the call with? “Her” is his wife… I chime in “yeah man, she’s definitely feeling lonely lately” I say as I push for specifics…

(her and I chat, he and I chat, offering my opinion is very common as this has been the topic of conversation for quite some time)

Ignoring me completely, he continues,

“She keeps busting my balls, calling every 10 mins. She feels isolated, alone, you know how she is!” Again, I chime in, “brother she’s 40, the kids are almost out of the house, she wants you to spend time with her, take her to dinner, do shit”. He wants to respond but has nothing, he knows I’m right. “Brother, you both can afford to go do things, she wants to go places, experience life”.

For the record, and totally off topic. this man’s wife has the greatest pair of big fat tits. For those who think “bigger is better”, this is the one! Furthermore,
she’s thick but tone with dirty blonde hair, about 5’7”. Thinking about it, she has Kitty Lee’s body with a much prettier face.. A very attractive woman with a body built for fucking.

(according to hubby, she has a high sex drive and is very open minded… Cocksucker hit the lotto for sure)

With a long sigh he annoyingly utters what I could see coming from a mile away, “I don’t have time for this, Bobby is about to go on, can you stay at my place and keep her off my back so I can enjoy myself?”

And there it is…..

Honestly, he’s frustrated, I get it. He plans ahead for this weekend long festival well in advance, keeps her in the loop through the entire process, it’s kind of fucked thats she’s laying this guilt trip on him while he’s hours away. I’m torn, he’s been dropping the ball with regard to their marriage for a while now.. Then again, this is his once a year “get fucked up and jam out with thousands of dirty hippies weekend, “I suppose she should honor that.

Regardless…

Reluctantly, I respond with Sure man, I’ll head up there now and hang with her….” (honestly, I just want to hang at home, rub one out and crash, it’s been a long week but fuck it, she’s good people and fun to drink with)

Relieved, he replies “text me when you get up there, I’ll call and let her know, thanks brother” and quickly hangs up.. I set the phone down, take a deep breath, collect my shit and prepare for my hour long trip….

A bit of background on the friendship. Buddy and his wife married young, 18-19, had kids, they’re in their teens. We’ve known each other for about 20 years and they are 4-5 years my senior.

For the last few years we do dinner on Friday evenings at their place, a modest spot in the middle of cow country. We smoke, drink and eat well. I normally stay the night, sometimes sticking around on Saturdays to help with ongoing renovation projects.

We’re all an open book by the way, we know everything about each other. It’s actually very nice, I enjoy their company, as they definitely enjoy mine..

I’m divorced, have a great job and a high school age kid. I also have a very comfortable couch and plenty of food in a decent suburban apartment.
An apartment I will enjoy some other time, my drive is complete..

Teresa (wife) is on the porch, shorts, tank top, drinking a rum and coke. She has her hair in a ponytail, which is new for her. She normally dresses like a Sunday school teacher. Her hair always down, outfits very conservative, “boring” is the best way to put it. She certainly doesn’t show off her figure, her gigantic tits always put away, which is a shame quite frankly..

With a hug and peck on the cheek, I make a sarcastic comment, as I normally do, “sweet handle bar, you’re missing one side”. Teresa gives me a “you’re not funny” smirk” and proceeds to tell me that she’s been “experimenting with new styles”.

I waste no time, “you got it, flaunt it, I know Sam (hubby) would like to see more of you experimenting”. She immediately lets out a laugh, like, a quick chuckle filled with doubt, if that makes sense?

Again, in a serious tone I proclaim, “seriously, switch it up, show him you still got it, let him see other men gawk at you, get that little head going…..” She looks at me defeated and says “he knows what I have, what he has access to. He chooses to ignore me” using her hands to outline her breasts and body, exactly how the Price is Right women would display a new prize.. “I’m lonely, tired of being treated like I don’t exist. Months ago I asked him to sit the festival out” she exclaimed. “I asked if we could go away, focus on us for a minute, that I needed him…” Starting to well up, she rhetorically asks “Where is he” as she walks into the house….

So here I am, barely been there 10 minutes, she’s already crying and I’m on the porch by myself thinking “you couldn’t of talked about something else, you had to immediately bring up her failing marriage, good job jackass”….

She’s a strong woman, emotional and poetic, but tough. It wasn’t long before I hear her calling my name from inside the house. I take a deep breath and head inside. Teresa is in the kitchen, she cleaned herself up and is mixing both of a strong cocktail. Without missing a beat, she hands me my drink, we cheers and take a sip as she immediately picks up from where we left off.

As she starts to speak I take a step forward and gently lean in to give her a warm, comforting hug. I definitely surprised the shit out of her. At first she was stiff as board, cold, surprised at my very forward act. It took a minute before you could feel her body relax…. Not saying a word, we stood there hugging, my arms around her upper shoulders, hers around d my waste. Both of us, a firm yet gentle embrace, you could tell it meant something. It was quite nice if I’m being honest.

(being a dude, I have to point out how great her tits felt pressed against my chest, I finally have visual confirmation, as well as touch, of just how fucking big they are. Her puffy hard nipples, pressed against my chest, perfecto!)

After what felt like 20 minutes, I now have a rock hard dick so I pull away. “You’re a smart, beautiful, sexy woman who deserves happiness” I say, as I try to conceal my very obvious excitement. She looks at me and smiles as I conclude my thought “ponytail and tank top, my new favorite look” as I look down, laser focused on her giant titties that were currently on display, hours and hours of fun, beautiful cleavage, no bra)

Remember when I said “we know everything about each other?” It’s no secret hubby and I both have a thing for huge giant titties, conversations she’s been privy too, normally just giggling and walking away.. Staring down at them was certainly knew, however, she was well aware of my infatuation, in general, for big natural breasts. Yeah, I’ve looked at her, but nothing more than looking, in my head she’s a no-go, off limits..

It’s at that moment, still in our embrace, she says “I have to come clean”. Oh boy” spews out of my mouth as I question her, not with words, but wi5 the look in my eyes….

“I’ve had a crush on you for the last 20 years.” And don’t worry, Sam knows, he thinks it’s funny. “But, I want you to know, I’ve always had a thing for you.” Shocked, I ask “When me and the ex visited you, is this why you treated her poorly? Shaking her head in agreement, Teresa responds “that bitch took you for granted, treated you like shit for years”, you deserved better, fuck her”.

I laugh out loud as I share “she’s my one and only bad lay, dead inside and in the sack, terribly boring with no enthusiasm, a waste……” Teresa chuckles and shares “well, at least Sam has a big dick but I fantasize about other people when he fucks me. The one or two times a month he does fuck me, I keep my eyes closed, I go through the motions to keep my life semi-normal, but I’m not in love with him anymore, too many years have gone by, I’m over it”.

“Teresa, I had no idea it was this bad, I know he can be a dick, but never thought it was on this level, what are you going to do?” Teresa takes a step back, grabs our drinks and confidently shares “Hanna has three years of school left” as she hands me my drink, “once she graduates and goes to college, I’m leaving”. Her eyes start to fill with tears as we both take a big gulp of intoxicatingly strong rum and cokes… She leans over, grabs a tissue and wipes her eyes as we both take a well deserved gulp of mind numbing spirits…

Our drinks polished off, Teresa quickly time for another” as she grabs my glass and heads for the counter…… Unsure of what to say, completely blown away with the last hour of my life, Teresa swings her head around, ponytail in the air, and says “I’m sorry if my confession has made you uncomfortable, that was not my intention, I just needed you to know” as she turned her head forward to focus on drinks.

I don’t know what came over me, but I felt this urge to hold her.. The last hour had quickly turned in an emotional adventure for the two of us. However, she had a minimum of three years of hell to go through, which saddened me. I had lived that life and it miserable, my heart ached for her.

Throwing caution to the wind, I walked over and wrapped my arms around her stomach, careful to stay below her breasts, resting my head on her shoulder. She took a deep breath and reached for my arms. I whispered in her ear, “I’m here for you” as she let out a whimper and sigh of relief.

It wasn’t long before my dick was coming to life.. She was absolutely pressing her ass just enough for my guy to feel it. Moving from side to side, T was knowingly trying to get me hard and I could care less. I whisper in her ear “I know what you’re doing”, as I begin to mirror her movements, moving my dick from side to side, pushing in….

With both a whimper and deep breath Teresa takes her hand and begins to run it along my covered dick.. “Oh yeah” she says as I let out a gentle moan, immediately, and slowly, moving my fingers to the base of her giant breasts. I think to myself, “Finally” as I open my hands and grab the biggest pair of tits I’ve ever felt. Teresa let’s out a soft moan, catching her breath enough to say “please fuck me!”

Im so fucking hard I can’t stand it, as I respond “soon baby, soon” as I move my right hand inside her waistband, her pussy and clit my targets. She moans out again as I take my left hand, already squeezing and pinching her left nipple, I quickly grab her throat, pulling her head to my my face, forcefully, T whimpering away “How bad do do you want my dick in you” I whisper as she runs her tongue along her upper lip..

3 seconds later, and not missing a beat, Teresa, her hand in my pants now, my dick in hand……. Actually, it’s more like, “Teresa the magician, her hands suddenly down my pants, with a king fu grip on my dick, a grip so tight she could tell you how many beats per minute my heart was pumping” she’s rapid fire jerking me, it’s to tip, long strong stokes……

In return, my left hand still gripping her neck and my right hand buried in her pussy, I have two fingers fucking her pussy while rubbing and pressing her clit with her thumb.. T, well, she starts to moan and loudly and shake as she nutted all all over my fingers….

Teresa hadn’t been touched like this for some time, that was evident!

I nibble on her ear lobe, as she catches her breath, still feeling the effects of my fingers…. I whisper, “now you can have my dick”, slide me into your pussy” as I turn her to the right, and bend her over her kitchen table.. With my dick rock hard and still in her hand, I grab her ponytail and make my way for her opening.. With my left hand, now gripping the sexiest tits I’ve ever played with, I turn her head toward mine and say “that’s my pussy” as she loudly grunts out “take your pussy” as she rests my dickhead at the opening of her love canal..

Deep breath, deep breath as I tease Teresa with my dick, ready to push in fully, sliding in, the phone rang.. I pause, caught of guard by the phone, I say “fucking figures” as T slams her ass backwards and takes my dick…. “Yeah it does” she says as I quickly remember what my objective is….Pony-tail pulled back, left hand firmly holding a giant tit, sexy mom/wife panting as her wet pussy is ready to make a mess, I lay into to her, hard, deep, and aggressive, phone ringing off the hook…..

Let’s be honest… This didn’t last long… 5-6 minutes later, as our hearts race, Teresa screams out “you’re going to make me cum” in what I can only describe as a surprised tone.. “You’re pussy s soaked i murmur, ponytail still in hand, her back still arched, her moans and pants, now similar to a countdown. She’s ready to blow boys!! I give her everything I have, table creaking, both of us moaning loudly, Teresa’s pussy tightens…..

That’s all it took! In unison, I thrusted as deep as I could into her tightened pussy, and fucking unloaded as T let me know just how appreciative she was, nearly falling over as she came all over my dick. With her ponytail still in hand, left titty still firmly in my clutch, I bit on her ear and neck as we both appreciated just felt the effects of a fantastic nut……

A few minutes later, both of us, chuckling and giddy, completely spun from what just happened, get a drink of water. As I’m guzzling like a thirsty African baby, T pipes up and says “I haven’t came like that in years” as she stood back and took a sip of water, almost shocked at what happened. I ask if everything is ok and she quickly says “oh yes” as she intentionally spills water out of her mouth and down her huge jugs. “Thirsty” she asks as I quickly do what a man with a huge natural tit fetish does, as I grab both tits, in a loving embrace, pull them to my face, kiss her deeply and begin sucking her nipples………

Oh yeah, the ringing phone? That was Sam, I forgot to let him know I had arrived… No worries, 60 seconds after pumping his wife full of my nut, as I’m sucking her tits, Sam called back.. T answered, out of breath, Sam completely unfazed, he babbled away, praising me up and down to T, as she stroked my dick.

Sam, “so happy” that I “gave up my weekend to help him out”, requested me on the phone.. “Yo brother” I shout as he immediately thanks me then starts a long winded diatribe, excited to share the highlights of the bands, the setting and the great food. T, left to her own devices, grabs my dick, fat tits swinging, full naked body, she leads me by my dick to the couch as she holds up two fingers…. Sam, he’s still raving about his stress free hippy induced weekend, clueless to the fact that as I say ”sounds like so much fun brother” his wife is on her back, legs spread, pussy soaked, guiding my dick back in the very same spot Sam used to call home.. Round 2 has indeed started,,

Sam called back the next day, he and I on the phone for quite awhile. I remember him saying “its much more relaxed now” as he immediately started the process of repeating the same shit he said the night before, which led to him thanking me again for getting his wife off his back… “Yeah man, she seems happy to have company” I blurt out as he asks for me to put her on the phone…

“Oh man, she’s at the market” I say, as Sam chuckles quite loudly, blurting out “yeah she loves spending my money,” as he chuckled on, eventually saying “I’ll call later” as he hung up…. I’d imagine he saw a half naked dirty chick, or dudes eating shrooms, which is why he just hung up.. He was “on to the next one” ass they say…

Speaking of which…

I’m triple checking to make sure the phone is off screaming out “I can’t hold it anymore!” T, mouth soaked with saliva and spit, and clearly not at the market, grabs my nuts and slams her face to the base of my dick, not missing a beat, or drop, as she emptied my sack deep in her throat… Like a bitch, I screamed out as I felt every last drop empty my nuts. By the way, a second orgasm not long after a man’s first orgasm is quite intense, it’s quite nice!

Teresa enjoyed sucking my dick with her husband on the phone. Admittedly, I enjoyed it as well. The threat of getting caught is quite addictive. So much so, we test the limits of our sexual prowess weekly. I fuck my friends wife regularly, right under his nose..

Case in point-

Friday before Christmas, while Sam sits in his recliner, stoned out of his mind, eating cookies zoned out, Teresa and I will go for a night walk. Sam completely unfazed and happy to have the tv to himself, clueless that his wife and over night guest are 20 ft away, watching him watch tv, fucking like school kids. Me squeezing her nipples, smacking that ass, pulling her hair, drilling her pussy! Teresa, holding onto a tree, taking my dick from behind like the good girl she is, her fat little pussy tightening as she cums, while empty my seed deep into her, fully embraced, while hubby watches cartoons or some shit…

Or right now.. He just got in the shower. T, in a flannel, no bra, immediately goes in and grabs a tissue, making sure the coast is clear. Sam, fully engulfed in washing his ass has no idea his wife literally walked out of the bathroom, about 10ft, slide her pants down and sat on his buddies dick. Of course, I’m unbuttoning and pulling the monsters out, as the smell of Irish Spring permeates the air..

Till next time..

Today i completely shaved my legs for the first time. It took a while yesterday to get all of my long hairs short with a two-blade disposable razor, but i finally did it. Then today, when i showered again, i shaved up my legs with a better razor. My legs are all silky smooth now, and i love the feeling when i put some panties on with smooth legs.

My legs are SO sensitive now! I put on some sleep pants and i had to sit down and get used to the sensation. My blankets feel all funny now, too.

Granted, i missed some spots, but that's to be expected from a 21 year old male who has never dong it before.

I spent the weekend with my cousin-in-law. I'm married in, but we've always been close. And I've always found her insanely attractive. Not just her body, even though that is amazing as well. She was a college athlete and still finds time to workout. She's got those firm, tight legs that always look good in those short-shorts. The ass she has matches that. Thank god she always puts them into shorts or tight yoga pants. She isn't carrying much in the way of boobs (as often most athletes aren't), but she makes up for it with a tight tummy and a body where nothing sags.

Sorry, I got off on the point of what makes her awesome. It's hard to do when thinking about her. She's a down to earth chick. Loves beer, football, and relaxing. She doesn't do many things that a lot of girls her age enjoys. The 24-27 age range.

She's always given special attention to me. Always finds me, seeks me out, asks me to hang out and always wants to hang out when I call her. Seems pretty obvious, right? We've gotten drunk multiple times together and I've always taken care of her, cuddled, shared a bed, etc. We've never done anything more than that.

The jist, I really think she wants to but she was raised super conservative catholic. Her parents literally tripped when she got a tattoo (and has given me grief on my tats as well) and damn near disowned her.

This weekend, she invited we were alone. No friends, no family, just alone. I wasn't expecting this and actually thought friends/roommates would be there. We drank quite a few beers, watched football, and a few movies that I force her to watch. I'm just over 30, so I feel I've got a good grasp on movies she missed out on when younger.

We talked about marriage, boyfriends, and sex. Nothing got awkward, we just talk like best friends. It's amazing how easy it flows when talking to the right person. Next thing I know, I'm talking her into a back massage. I'm pretty good at this and next thing I know, she's leaning back into my arms. We keep talking, I'm working her hands, arms, and neck. She then decides it's time to go to the bathroom.

When she comes back, I try to continue the massage and she said that she couldn't do that to me. It's unfair to massage her all through the movie we were watching. I told her it was unfair to let me stop doing what I was enjoy doing. She resisted a little verbally, but finally slid back between my arms. As I kept working her back, once again she leaned more and more into me. Before long she was entirely leaned back with her head on my shoulder. I kept massaging her arms, neck, scalp, and before long the top of her chest. I asked her if it felt good, she smiled and said, "Yea, I never knew you could get sore there."

This went on for another 20 minutes. At the end of the movie, she got up slowly and we went upstairs. I wanted nothing else but to lay in that bed and hold her. Well, maybe I did want more, but that alone would have made me happy. We laughed, wrestled for awhile, I threw her on the bed, and she told me I should go to sleep. She got up slowly, not listening to my pleading about staying in her own bed, and mentioned sleeping in the guest bed while I had her bed.

I relented, knowing I already had crossed a line that could have gotten me in trouble. Besides, we were both pretty hammered and I didn't want to force anything. I laid their in her bed, listening to her shower and change for bed, wishing I could see her body. She comes in, throws her clothes into the hamper, says goodnight, and hurries off to bed. I laid their, visions dancing behind my eyes, wishing that movie was another 3 hours longer.

A thought finally popped into my head. I went over to her hamper and dug through her clothes, pulling all the panties I could find out. Man, for a catholic girl, she had some sexy ass panties. It was a shame no one saw her in them every night. I finally found the ones she had been wearing, a sexy sheer black lace cheeky shorts. I sniffed them, and realized that she had been very wet. I made my haul of undies back to her bed and found another sexy, soft lace one to wrap around my dick. I piled the undies all around me and jerked off until I came into at least 3 of her panties.

It seemed like a shame to leave them, so I selected a g-string I thought wouldn't be missed, pocketed them, and tried to place the undies back into the hamper without too much obviousness. I laid back down, and fell asleep while smiling about those undies.

The following morning, we get up, make and eat breakfast, then spending the morning discussing the football games, the week to come, and how we were getting so old that we can't drink like we used to. I casually brought up the massage and how she'd owe me one next time. She laughed and said she would, but don't expect much since she's not good. I didn't know how to tell her that my mind was on her massaging my cock, but I'm sure the growth in my pants was trying to send signals. It turned me on even more knowing they were pressing against her panties in my pocket.

After a little bit more gossip, it was time for me to go. I loaded up to get back on the road. She came out in the tightest yoga pants I had ever seen. There was no way she was wearing panties this morning! She gave me a huge hug and said she had fun. We said goodbyes and I was off. Later down the road, her and I shoot a few texts back and forth about doing this again real soon. She thanked me for stopping by and how much of a blast this was and asked me to come back real soon.

Now I jerk off to her panties almost every chance I get. I love my wife. She's special, unique, and beautiful in her own way, but there's just something about the casualness of being with her cousin that drives me wild. I'm sure if her cousin and I were single, we'd have been dating by now, but I'm ok with us just being friends and never getting to that state. Honestly, I think I enjoy the closeness we have without worrying about relationships, wedding bands, and family.

I would like to move this to the next level. It wouldn't have to be sex, but helping each other out when we are needing some release seems like a very friendly thing to do! And how everything just stays normal, even after our "massage" got a little close. The thought drives me wild and it is probably the one thing I'll never be able to talk to her about...

I have a hot mother in-law (that looks a bit like the lady in the photo) that I would seriously love to bone. She is really quiet and sweet. There have been several times we have been left alone watching a movie on the couch in the living room and a really hot sex scene will come on and she will look at me and laugh and act all shy. I don't think she knows that I would like to slide over to her side of the couch, lift her nightgown up, put her legs over my shoulders and bury my face between her legs. She makes me so horny sometimes I have to go to the bathroom and relieve myself while thinking about her just to get my boner to go away.

Last time my wife and I went to visit I got left at her mom's house while they all went shopping and out of boredom I decided to snoop. I went through her drawers but didn't really find much lingerie, she had a lot of cotton and silk white full coverage panties that were kinda sexy. I ended up rubbing my dick in some of the white silk ones for a few minutes to see what it would feel like. I put them back in the top of the drawer like she had them and dug around a little more. I also found a hard plastic phallic shaped object wrapped in fabric, I have no idea what it was but I assume she may use it to masturbate. I think she maybe puts it on a pillow and rubs against it? I found two dirty magazines with stories in them in her closet under a pillowcase and a couple of penthouse letters books in the bottom of her nightstand. I looked under her bed and jackpot! I found a pair of pink silk undies that she had been having some fun in!

Those pink silk panties were amazing! The scent of her pussy in them was incredible, it was an intoxicating feminine scent that I can't even describe. The moment I put them up to my nose I had an instant boner, I ended up sniffing them and beating off about 3 times before she came back from the store. If her pussy tastes anywhere as good as it smells I think I may just have to risk it and at least see if she would let me pleasure her. I seduced an older lady once when I was a teen in a similar situation and it worked out ok, I ate a lot of pussy in exchange for a few blow jobs. She lived next door and while she was out of town I would feed the dogs, water plants and do laundry that she would leave. One day she caught on the the fact that I was snooping around in her lingerie and underwear and confronted me about my habit of adding a little extra starch to her dirty panties before I washed them. Long story short, I admitted to everything and ended up on her bed with my arms pinned down by her thighs and her pussy on top of my face.

The best part about my mother-in-law is the next day when she went to work I looked in her drawer and saw that the white silk panties I rubbed my dick in were missing! So all day at work she was wearing the panties I rubbed my dick in and leaked old-cum in the crotch of!